Sitting at home watching the latest reality show I came to a firm conclusion: I have lost myself into a boring and predictable rut. I have a steady job, a nice home but no relationship, no adventure, nothing unpredictable, nothing random and I was getting tired of it. I was by no means old, I was only 29. I was also by no means ugly, I had a trim figure, B's and Mediterranean features down to the permanent olive tan. Tomorrow was a Friday; I don't know what I should do but as I ate another chip I knew I needed to do something.

The next day I was very distracted at work. I work at a geological survey company; some days that means being out in the field but most days that means tedious work in a cubicle. Today was one of those days. I sat at my cubicle twirling my curly black hair trying to think of anything fun and there's nothing fun about work. By lunch I had given up on any real work and ducked out early to shower and plan my next move.

Clean, naked and still without any ideas I began to pace around my room to figure out what to do. I had tried self-bondage in the past and while I liked it I never quite got the thrill I always hoped for. As my pacing brought me to the sliding glass door of my bedroom I looked out at my backyard and it hit me, I needed to add a little more danger to my self-bondage sessions. I needed to do them outside!

I shivered from head to toe at the very thought. I may not have lived downtown but I did have neighbors on both sides; an older divorced guy named Mike on one side and a single mom, Jennifer, with a teenage son, Eric, on the other. God if either of them got a look at me naked and exposed I would never hear the end of it. Luckily we live on a slope so the back of the property simply ends in a forested gully without any other neighbors and there were fences dividing the properties but the risk was still enough to get me wet.

I couldn't wait to get started, I didn't want to put too much thought into this or I might ration my way out of it. I dove to the back of my closet to get my box of limited bondage gear. I grabbed the all the handcuff keys, walked to the door and threw them outside to get spread all over the lawn. I shut the door behind me and grabbed my pair of short chained ankle cuffs and slapped them on. The cold steel never felt this exhilarating. I finally felt that rush with each click-click-click that so many on-line tales talk about.

I sat at the side of my bed and reached in to my box to dig for an appropriate pair of handcuffs. While on the search I found a blindfold I had only actually used once. If memory serves it was very tight, very effective and very much couldn't be shaken off. I thought "do I risk it?" I bit my lower lip and thought about the added helplessness. Not being sure if I was truly alone, not being sure where the keys are. It was far too tempting. I set it beside me and went back to look for just the right cuffs.

Near the bottom I found the devilish pair I was looking for, a pair of heavy duty hinge cuffs. I know that I can (with some effort) reach the key whole on these particular pair, but I know it is also nearly impossible to do anything else with them. But that was kind of the point in my eyes. I set them at my back, making sure the keyhole side was facing the right way on the bed. I applied the leather blindfold, buckled it tight and instantly added the cuffs before I had a chance to back out.

I knew I had a few hours until Eric came home and Mike always came home at about 6:15 on the dot every day. I opened the door to start my journey for a key.

The breeze felt like nothing I had ever felt before on bare skin, as I shut the door I heard a nothing but my own heartbeat and the rattle of my chains as my feet slowly made their way from my patio to my lawn.

Walking completely in the dark I tried to bend down to reach the ground only to lose my balance and fall face first into the dirt. I had not made this easy on myself. I figured its best to just try and feel around while I'm down here; though it did get me a bit turned around. Through my grunting and work to move and feel around I heard the unmistakable sound of the Erik's Neon with a busted muffler coming up the road.

I used every bit of balance I could muster to get up to my feet and instantly I started running not knowing if I was heading for the house, the fence or the forest. Soon I felt the grass turn to dirt and the level plain turn to a downhill slope. I had headed out into the forest! Fuck!

I listened to see if Eric next door had gone inside after obviously cutting class, I needed to know if I could run back inside safely. I had never listened for anything more intently in my life!

I heard the car door close and than a few more doors close followed by many voices, He was having his friends over! I collapsed to the cold dirt in panic and yet I had never been so turned on before.

I lay naked in the dirt a little longer, listening for the voices, they were in the front still just lingering. I knew I should be out of sight but I still felt the eyes of a hand full of strangers, staring at me, it quickly turned to fantasy as I imagined them encircling me, whipping out their cocks and taking advantage of the situation. As I mentally imagined a huge and strange cock penetrating me I realized that it had actually made me cum, I was getting off much more than I could have thought.

"God I must be such a slut." I thought to myself.

As I caught my breath I realized there was no sound again, they had gone inside and I had my opening. I darted the opposite direction, reaching my house just not immediately my door. Feeling round I ran inside as quickly as I was able, closing the door behind me. Sitting on my bed still blind to the world I heard sounds from the other house again, hearing the backyard stereo boom to life and many more voices joining in.

I had not thought this through properly, I was realizing I had condemned myself to wait until very late at night, all the while in the strictest pairs of cuffs I owned. Worst of all the hinged cuffs made it impossible for me to satisfy myself.

"Fuck" I said out load as I scooted the rest of my body on to the bed to lie down for a while. Helplessly I tried to get comfortable as best as I could, hearing only the occasional base boom from next door.

I have no idea how long I was there, trapped but all I wanted to do was reach my hands around and relieve myself. I was so turned on I would even try to grind the bed even though it only served to tease me more. I wasn't going to get relief like this. I needed the key! But I couldn't with that party going next door. It would be hours and I settled in for the long haul.

I tried dragging my head across my pillow, but my blindfold wouldn't budge.

I tried grinding along the bed, but all it did was add to the frustration.

All I could do was lay there alone and helpless. Eventually I drifted off into daydreams with no concept of time and no reference point to how much longer I would be imprisoned.

I awoke suddenly. I was not sure if I heard something or if it was simply my growing hunger, I wasn't sure but I was going to check if the noise had died down yet.

I rolled myself over to get off the bed but overshot and fell off completely, landing with a thud on the flood. If I wasn't fully awake I was at that moment, thankfully the carpet saved me from any serious harm.

Working hard to roll on to my back I was able to sit up. I propped myself up with my hands behind me when I thought I heard something.

Absolute silence, it was all I could hear as I sat there catching my breath. I moved my head around to try to hear something but all I heard was my heart racing. But I knew I heard something so I waited patiently.

Then to my right I swear I heard the floor creak slightly.

"Who's there?" I called out in panic. "Is someone there?"

While no one replied I did feel a hand brush my hair.

"Who are you, what do you want?" I said as I tried in vain to back away, my cuffed hands made it quite difficult.

"I never knew you where into anything like this Mrs. Ellis, and you never invited me over? I'm hurt." Said the somewhat familiar voice of the intruder.

"Who are you exactly?" I asked in a calmer and more humble manner.

I didn't hear a response, I simply felt hands reaching behind my head to unbuckle my blindfold. As it dropped to the floor my eyes took time to adjust but I soon made out who it was. "Eric?"

"Right here, now back to all this" he said as he said as he moved one hand down to my exposed breasts.

It gave an automatic response, I was so horney and frustrated I softly moaned in pleasure.

"Oh you like that do you" he said as he kneeled down straddling my outstretched legs.

He was not a particularly hansom guy. He wasn't crazy obese but he was out of shape. He never seemed to take great care in his looks but as he sat on my exposed and naked body that didn't seem to matter on one level

"What are you doing here?" I asked snapping out of it.

"I saw you after my friends went inside as I arrived home. I looked over and saw you naked and blindfolded with your hands behind your back darting across your lawn. I couldn't believe my eyes. At a break in my party I snuck over and spotted a key shining in the sun. And then I found another and another, I don't know how many you put out there but I found 5"

Damn, he found all of them, I realized he had every handcuff key I owned. I let out a quiet "Fuck" out of just sheer frustration.

"Oh good, then I did get them all, thank you for that outburst. Now let's work something out, I have you in a pretty damn compromising position, so I want something in return, after all I did just turn 18 today."

I was horrified at the position but yet more turned on by the excitement than anything I have done in a long time.

"So if you want a key, you're going to have to do what I say"

I couldn't make myself say yes so I just nodded my head as a substitute.

With that green light he took off his shirt and pulled me close, pressing my body against his. Holding me from the back of the head he forced me close and began to kiss me while grabbing my breast with his other hand. To my own surprise I began to like it. I began to kiss back and rub my body against his as bes as I could. As I started to get very warmed up he pulled back and stood to his feet.

Standing in front of me he reached for the zipper on his shorts and I could guess what was coming next. But I was wrong; yes he did pull out his cock, but WHAT a cock. I had never seen such a large one in all my life. I opened my mouth in anticipation as he forced it deep to the back of my throat making me gag instantly. I tried to pull away but he held me there for some time, allowing me to breath only later. He did this many times, he seemed to get particular pleasure from my torment.

After a while he pulled back and helped me to my feet. He was a few inches taller than me and used it to be quite imposing. He examined every inch of my naked body from this new position, like someone looking to buy a car. He moved his hands all over me, front and back. As one hand reached my ass it gave it a slap, I yelped because of how unexpected it was.

"Do you like that?" He asked, giving my ass another slap. Without even a thought I nodded and smiled as I murmured "a hu."

"Let's see how much" he said as he reached one probing hand over to my pussy. He didn't even need to look, he could simply hear how wet it was and could feel how easily his finger slid inside of me.

"Now the last part and I'll give you back your keys, get on your knees."

I knelt in front of him and opened my mouth to take his cock again.

"No, facing the bed" he said as he dragged me over and threw my upper body onto the bed.

Kneeling behind me he sent another probing finger into my pussy, feeling the moisture and hearing my moans of pleasure.

Even though I knew it was coming I wasn't prepared for how big his cock was. I didn't even get toys this big! With each deep plunge I felt far too full and yet I found immense pleasure in every stroke.

He was just getting started, he plunged deeper and deeper, faster and faster. He grabbed my hips to help him increase his speed as I seemed to be involuntarily thrusting as well. I started yelling loader and loader, fidgeting in my cuffs as waves of pleasure washed all throughout my body. I reached my climax, yelling like I have never yelled before and he showed no signs of slowing. I went through another three climaxes before it all merged together into one big orgasm. I was loving every second of it. I never wanted it to end but then I heard a noise.

As I turned to find out what it was I realized I couldn't see again. In fact I was laying on my bed with my blindfold on. I moved my legs to find the end of the bed to sit up as I realized that it was all in my imagination. I was thrown back to reality as I reached my hand around only to realize I still couldn't reach my pussy which was still dripping as badly as it has been all night.

I listened again and heard the sound of cars leaving from next door. Walking over to the glass door I slid it open and the music had in fact been turned off. All I could hear was the sound of crickets and two cars leaving.

Just to be safe I waited a while longer, no more cars, no voices, no music, just the crickets. I made my break for it.

It had gotten quite chilly and the grass had even started to get some moisture on it, making it that much less pleasant to search for the keys with my feet. I took small steps, walking around in what I think is a zig zag pattern. After long frustration I stepped on one of the keys.

Bending down I fell onto the grass and lost my place. I rolled around to find the key again, getting wet and dirty, felling utterly humiliated and very horney. It took some time but I did find the key and with more difficulty I got myself out of my handcuffs and then my blindfold and leg cuffs. I ran inside as soon as I was free and saw the time was 1:49am. I showered, I eat and I masturbated like I had never masturbated before. I was insatiable but eventually called it a night and went to bed.

The next morning I woke up late but exhilarated. Even though most of what happened the other day happened only in my head I haven't felt so alive in a long time.

I went out to get the paper and looked over to see Eric doing something under the hood of his Neon. I thought instantly about my fantasy the other night. I thought about walking over there and seducing him, showing him my kinky side and letting him have his way with me. I contemplated all the ways he could dominate me, spank me, tie me, leave me helpless.

I must have been thinking too long cause he starting walking over and I realized I had been looking at him this whole time. I tried to brush it off and pretend like nothing was wrong but before I got to my door he called my name so it would have been weird to ignore him.

"Hi, sorry about the party last night, I hope it wasn't too much or too late or anything."

"No, it all right, I understand got to indulge every once in a while I guess." I said trying to defuse the awkwardness I felt.

"So you don't mind then?"

"No not at all, your only young once, make the most of it. Live life to the fullest while you can."

"Ok, well here are the other four keys, I hope you were able to find the one I left on the lawn all right" He said, handing me four of my handcuff keys.

I stood there shocked

"Actually, can I come in and get something to drink, it's really warm wouldn't you say?"

I smiled and just said "oh of course."