Unknown - Chocolate Captive

Which shouldn’t have been surprising to me.

After all, I’d been through more than I could even imagine… in my entire life.

Ian… and Laney!

Wasn’t she the hot one!

I’d never dreamed, in a million years, that this woman whose house I was hired to clean would turn out to be… well, to be Laney!

She was also so proper, so calm and timid…but I should have known that beneath her coot exterior her pussy was pouting and pouring and pampering her soul…

Which of course was what was happening…

She was like all the others, me included.

Ruled by her sexuality…

And liberated by it at the same time!

Now, though, it was Monday morning and it was time for me to go back to work.

Not that I wanted to.

God, no…

I wanted to hop on the first plane out of the city and go right to the islands, put on my hottest string bikini and line up a team of black men who would do nothing but fuck me for days on end…

Now, there’s a fantasy I could get into…

But it wasn’t to be.

It just wasn’t in the cards.

I had to go and do my thing at the apartment. To clean it and make sure it was tidy.

And there was something else.

Because I knew that the place had to be especially perfect. Ian was coming over that night.

He’d been away at business… and he was going to come over and tell Laney all about it…

In fact, the more I thought about it, the more I started to smile.

It was the start of a wonderful plan… a plan that I knew I would see through to it’s completion.

And that was a good thing…

That was a good thing for me.

Because now, I had some plans of my own… some things up my sleeve that I was intending to do…

And I wanted to try them on him.

Suddenly, I felt better about having, to work…

And better about waiting for him to come over that night…

Now as I got back to my apartment, a little before six, I quickly drew a hot bath.

That was what I needed. A hot bath. It was especially good because I knew if I was caught using my master’s bathroom for my own, well, he’d beat me silly!

I poured in some oil beads and soon the entire apartment was steaming under the smoky aroma of a lovely, scented feminine bash…

That’s right

I said bash.

Ian was going to have a night he would never forget.

If there was one thing they’d done for me, Laney and Ian, it was to raise my temperature even a little more than it already was.

I liked that.

I liked it a lot!

And Ian, who had to be the luckiest guy in the world, he was going to be the beneficiary of my new heat.

He was going to be the one who was going to benefit from it!

After the bath, I carefully chose my outfit.

I decided on a hot pair of sheer stockings, a pair that would show off to the max my glorious legs… and a pair of high heels.

Those over there would be perfect.

Next, I settled on a hot garter belt… a black silk one which snuggled up against my tummy and really looked great against my white skin.

And that was it.

No top… no bra, nothing else.

Except my black silk robe.

I’d wear that to keep myself covered.

I spent a lot of time doing my make-up, making sure that I looked just right.

It was important to me to have the right lock on my face because Ian was going to be forced to look at it while he came!

And then, satisfied, I dabbed sonic of the sexiest perfume I could imagine behind my thighs and my knees and I dribbled a tiny drop right down the lips of my pussy!

See if he could resist that!

Now, satisfied that I was ready for him, I poured myself a drink and got myself ready to take on the night!

I sat with my legs crossed, on the leather sofa in the living room, waiting for him. Waiting, like a spider waits for a fly…

And then, almost at seven-thirty on the dot, the front doorbell rang. I knew who it was.

“Come in,” I said and the door opened. And there he was, in one of his sexless three piece suits, carrying of all things a bunch of flowers! “Why, thank you Ian,” I said as I got up and took them from him, knowing that the scent of my perfume was driving him crazy!

Whatever type of evening he thought he was going to have was suddenly changed when I handed him his martini.

Especially since he didn’t drink!

But he wasn’t about to say no.

To anything.

It was clear, even to him, that the seduction was on, that he was being seduced by me and that was fine…

That was very fine…

Because it was just what I wanted from him…

And now, as I made him finish off that drink and poured him an other, I made believe that I had to get something from one of the upper cabinets in the kitchen, giving him the glorious sight of my shapely, fine hard ass pushing through the material of my dressing gown…

I knew that he wanted to reach out and grab it…

That much was obvious…

But as I suddenly turned and saw him staring at my ass, I made believe that I was really pissed! “What were you doing?”

“I… what… I…”

“You were staring at my bottom, weren’t you…”

“We’ll… I… that is…”

He was clearly embarrassed, but only because he thought I was angry at him.

He was so cute that way!

He had no idea that this whole thing was planned!

He didn’t know it was a plan of mine, to get him, to entrap him!

And that’s just what I was doing…

I was going to make him seem as if he were having to… be punished for all that he’d done…

And I took him firmly by the hand and led him to the back bedroom…

And the poor dear didn’t say a word.

“Out of those stupid clothes, right now!” I said to him.

Quickly, he began to strip.

He wasn’t about to disobey me again!

Now that he was completely stripped in front of me, I crossed my arms.

“Get on that bed,” I said to him.

He hesitated, but only for a second. He could tell from the look on my face that I wasn’t kidding around.

Now as he was on it, I reached for my little bag of tricks.

I heard him gasp as I reached for the ropes.

“Wait,” he said, but I silenced him with one look.

I wasn’t about to wait for anything.

Now, as I took the ropes, I made them right on each of his wrists.

Once that was done, I told him to turn over.

“God,” he sobbed, knowing that he was going to really be in for it now.

On his back, he waited, breathlessly, for me to do my thing to him.

And I have to admit, my pussy was dripping with anticipation.

I quickly secured each of his hands to the bed board, making sure that he couldn’t move them at all…

It was just that way…

Just that way that I had him tied…

I didn’t do his legs… because I wanted him to be able to move them freely …

For what I had in store for the poor boy.

Now, as he looked around, I put a hand gently on his bottom…

“What are you going to do to me,” he asked, really sounding frightened.

The poor boy.

He had no idea…

No idea what he was in for.

But that was okay.

He’d find out soon enough.

Now though, I stood up at the side of the bed, where he could see me and undid the single silk belt that kept my robe on and let it swing open and fall to the floor.

His eyes feasted on my glorious body… and I couldn’t blame him.

I looked very lovely, indeed.

Very lovely and very smooth.

I was going to have to do a number on him, for sure.

I was going to have to teach him what this was all about.

Now, though, as I continued to tease him, moving my thighs just a little apart so he could look at them and see my thick, lovely bush, I thought I was going to really lose It!