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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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As a domestic and commercial roofing surveyor it was normal to receive somewhat random calls from people panicking that there was some damp patches showing on ceilings etc so the gentleman’s tone did not really spark any warning tones.
I arranged and agreed to visit the property the following day as requested. Dressed in my usual business attire I rang the door bell and patiently waited for the door to open. After a few minutes and another attempt at the door bell there was still no answer so I proceeded round the back of the house to look for signs of life. There seemed to be some movement in the house so I returned and knocked rather loudly for 1 final time. This time the lady of the house answered “You are rather impatient aren’t you! We will have to teach you some manners when you are done! Please come in.”
I entered the hallway and as I brushed passed the lady of the house I caught the scent of her perfume which lured me in towards enticing me with it’s delicate aroma. She smiled as she noticed the glint in my eye. I was directed into the living room and told to sit in the chair in the far corner of the room. The room was light and airy but with very little furniture, the chair I was directed to was a hard wooden dining chair that seemed somewhat aged, while the lady of the house had a prime seat on the black leather 2 seater sofa. It was only now that I began to notice exactly what the lady was wearing, she was dressed in a tight fitting black halter neck latex dress which showed her cleavage to it’s full potential, this was matched with a pair of 6inch black patent leather stilettos which had a strap around the ankle with a strange padlock type buckle. After digesting what the lady was wearing I began to twitch on my uncomfortable hard wooden chair.
“So Mrs Errrm?” I asked “Just call me Maam” came the reply, “Ok Maam, so what exactly seems to be the issue that you have with the roof and the damp patches that you are experiencing?”
“My damp patches are my concern and none of yours” came the response “You only get to see them if your lucky” she said with a sly giggle.
“Err sorry maam I mean where your roof is leaking. Your husband rang to say that there was a problem, I mean you were expecting me weren’t you?”
“Yes! I was expecting you, and I will happily show you round however I do have company here so you will have to bare with me while I sort a couple of things, is that ok with you?” “Yes er maam. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to be an inconvenience” “Oh don’t worry it will be fun having you here” she replied with a glint in her eye.
I began to feel nervous as she left the room and headed upstairs. I hadn’t heard anyone else in the house or any other noise up till that point, everything seemed a little strange to me and I was beginning to think that this was a set up somehow. I could hear muffled sounds coming from upstairs now and Maam’s heels clicking across what I could only assume was a wooden floor.
After about 10 minutes of my fidgeting on my uncomfortable chair I heard Maam coming back down the stairs.
“I’m ready for you now” she said as she entered the room. Seeing her stood in the doorway in all her glory made me realise that this lady in her 40’s was a stunningly beautiful woman. The dress hugged her body and showed what a figure she had. I must have been stunned and staring at her in delight as my gaze was broken “Well are you ready to come and have a look?” she asked. “Sorry yes I think I was in a world of my own” I replied. As I went to stand I was feeling a little aroused so I put my folder in front of me and realigned my manhood so as not to cause any undue embarrassment. As I walked towards Maam I could see she was smiling at me and I hoped that she had not noticed my adjustment. She stood firm in the doorway and I could smell her perfume once more and the aroma seemed to make me even more aroused.
She turned and offered the doorway to me but as I gent I asked her to go through first and lead the way.
She begin to climb the stairs infront of me and all I could focus on was her body in that beautiful dress and them sexy heels. As we climbed the stairs I noticed that the landing was dark and poorly lit, there seemed to be 5 doors leading from the landing. As we stood on the small landing area she asked where I would like to see first. “Shall we start with the areas that are not too bad and then look at the worst ones last”, “Ok, follow me”
We went through the first door on the landing area into what seemed to be the master bedroom, the room was well lit and very tastefully decorated, “The damp in here is over by the window” she said “but we do get some on the bed from time to time” she followed with a cheeky grin on her face. This put me at ease a little as I looked at the window area I turned to speak to the lady of the house and as I turned I noticed a magazine on the floor at the side of the bed, the magazine looked dark and the cover photograph was a lady dressed very similar to my customer and equally attractive, Maam noticed that I had seen it and apologised “Sorry I have not had time to clear everything up”, “Don’t worry it looks interesting” I replied “Oh it is a good read” Maam responded with a cheeky wink. “ Oh I’m sure it is Maam” I responded “she is a very attractive lady”. Maam smirked at me. I continued to examine the damp and try my best to constrain the constant throbbing at my suit trousers. “Right I think I’m finished in here is there any other areas of concern that you would like me to look at?”
“Yes there are a couple more areas in the upstairs playroom but you will have to bare with me just while I organise a few things. Just wait here I wont be long”
With that Maam left and closed the door behind her. I was closed in her bedroom and couldn’t help myself but have a little snoop around. I picked up firstly the magazine from the floor and flicked through a couple of the pages. From first glance it was obvious that this was some sort of fetish magazine however on further inspection it was a step by step guide to domination of male and females with detailed photographs of bound submissives and bound genitalia. Being nieve the penny soon dropped as to the type of desires by the lady of the house although worried I became slightly aroused by the situation so snooped some more. Opening the wardrobe door gave me an insight into the various “costumes and outfits” that the lady liked to wear with 90% being figure hugging leather or latex dresses and cat suits with knee and thigh high lacy boots. Suddenly I heard a creak and closed the wardrobe quickly, turning around I noticed that I was still on my own and breathed a sigh of relief, I waited a minute and the door remained closed so I carried out snooping. I went over to the dressing table and noticed a rather large ornate chest underneath, I slid it out slightly so that I could get a good view of it’s contents. The chest was rather heavy and bulky but thanks to the carpet came out with ease. Slowly lifting the lid it became apparent that this chest was full of sex toys in various shapes sizes, there were what seemed like rubber masks on top, followed by several paddles, some strange glass toys, some metal handcuffs and much much more, it was a lot to take in, as I closed the lid on the chest again I heard the creak again but this time thought nothing of it so pushed the chest back into place. As I turned around I was startled to find Maam standing there in the doorway staring down at me. “I see you have found my spare toy chest. You are an extremely nosey little boy. I don’t take kindly to people poking around my bedroom!! This is my place and you think that you are going to get the work now???” she sternly stated. “I’m sorry Maam I was a little intrigued as it looked like an antique”.
With that quick response she beckoned me towards her. As I approached her I could smell that sweet scent again that lured me in towards her closer. “Did you like what you have seen?” she whispered softly in my ear. Taking a sharp breath and deep gulp all I could muster was a slight nod of the head. “Are you intrigued as to what they are all for?” again all I could do was slightly nod my head. “Well if we are to carry on looking at the works and place the order with you then you will have to obey me completely from this point forwards. Do you understand?” again all I could do was nod like a small boy in trouble.
With that somewhat one way exchange she too me by the hand and led me back onto the landing and directed me to the next door. She opened the door for me and demanded that I enter and ensure that I am clean. She stated that there were towels and everything I would need to ensure that I fulfilled the order.
I entered the small bathroom and noticed that it was very minimal. There was just a toilet and a shower, no sink. There were a couple of toiletries and a set of towels as stated. The door closed behind me and I heard a click. “I will give you ten minutes to get clean” came the muffled order. I waited a few seconds and tried the door handle but realised it was locked from the outside. I begin to panic a little wondering what I am letting myself in for but something took over inside of me and I began to strip naked. I removed my suit and stood there in the mirrorless bathroom, looking down I seen the strain that my tight jersey style boxershorts were having to put up with as by cock bulged inside and throbbed at the anticipated forthcomings. With that I dropped my shorts and got into the shower. The shower felt nice as the water ran over my chest and down over my cock providing a little relief from the throbbing. I so wanted to sneakily pleasure myself there and then but (and probably against my nature) I resisted the temptation but for a few minutes watched as the pre-cum glistened from my throbbing cock and the water trickled down over my naked body. I must of gone off in a bit of a daze as I heard a tap at the door “Are you ready?” came Maam’s voice thorugh the door. “Just drying off now Maam” I said in a hurry as I jumped out of the shower and began to pat myself dry.
I hurriedly dried off and put the towel around my waist adjusting my bulging cock so that it was not as glaringly obvious. “Errm. Ready Maam” I said. I heard the lock open and the door started to become ajar. She was stood there so elegantly yet intimidating especially in my now half naked state.
“Right. Leave that towel there and come with me!” She ordered. I hesitated and she glared at me as though I was being disobedient. “But I have nothing on under my towel” well that wasn’t a problem for her “Leave the towel there” she reiterated “and come with me I have something for you to wear!” With extreme hesitation I obeyed her orders and left the towel in the bathroom and covered my modesty with my hands and followed Maam across the landing to one of the other doors. She turned to face me a laughed, “Another pathetic man who thinks his cock is his only pride! Enter this room, there are clothes laid out for you. I will leave you to dress. Remember if you want the work you must follow all of my orders and do as I ask” She commanded. “Yes Maam.”
With that I entered this third door. The room was extremely bare with no furniture except for a single bed. I stood at the foot of the bed trying to take in what was in front of me. “I will give you a few minutes to dress alone” and with that the door closed behind me and the now familiar sound of the door being locked from outside was heard.
All of the clothes on the bed were neatly placed and spread around the bed as if in order of which to put on first. This was something that at first made me cringe, what was she playing at? What if I didn’t do as I was told? What was in store for me? These were just some of the questions buzzing around my head. What I saw before me frightened me, this was not me this clothing in front of me was something I had never even contemplated putting on. This outfit sent shivers down my spine. Why should I put this on, it’s against my nature, but for some reason the anticipation of what was to come seemed to overwhelm any reluctance that I had. So I began to “get ready” as requested.
So first things first the underwear. The first thing laid out on the bed was a black and blue basque that zipped up the front with matching thong. I picked that basque up and noticed that it was extremely stiff and rigid, it seemed like it would fit but how would I know as I have never worn one of these things and only ever seen one before in reallife. Without even giving it a second thought I slipped it round my back and joined the two sides together at the front. I paused for a second not sure if this was actually turning me on or if I was shaking slightly in disbelief. I took a deep breath and connected the zip ends together. I slowly slid the zip up feeling the garment tighten more and more the higher the zip got. God this felt stiff and tight! I said to myself and before I knew it the zip was fastened at the top. I paused and looked down rubbing my hands down my sides and round my waist, the basque hugged my figure but pulled all lumps and bumps together to form a seemingly hourglass figure. I pondered for a moment wondering how one item can make a body look so different. I turned to look at the bed pondering the next item, I picked up the matching thong to the basque, I leant forward to place my legs through the thong only to realise that I could not bend forward, the stiffness of the basque restricted my movements forward and must have been designed to ensure that a person stays upright. Suddenly I heard footsteps outside of the door and thought I must have been taking longer than I thought. With that in mind I strectched forward and pushed my legs into the thing and pulled it up round my thighs and up round my waist. The string from the back of the thong seemed to shoot straight up between my ass cheeks and felt surprisingly yes strangely comfortable. Next I picked up a pair of stockings from the bed and like with the thong I struggled to manoeuvre to get these on. One by one I pulled the stockings up feeling how nice the material felt against my skin. The smooth texture of the stockings against my legs again gave me that shaking feeling of nerves or enjoyment I still wasn’t quite sure what it was. Once the stockings were in place it was time for the boots that completed the outfit. These were PVC thigh high black boots with the biggest heels I have ever seen. Now I am a mans man and have never ever even put a pair of heels on let alone ones this size. Again I took a deep breath and pondered what I was letting myself in for. Again I thought about backing out but again something drove me put these on and go with the flow and see what was about to happen. As with everything since I had put the basque on I had trouble leaning forward to put the boots on. I slumped onto the floor next to the bed and was sat upright hoping that this would give me the leverage to get the boots on. I was right it did help but was still a struggle I slowly slipped the left boot on and began to pull the zip up the PVC felt strange against the stockings but some how felt right. Next for the right boot again this was easier sat on the floor and felt good when the zip was complete. Right now how the hell was I going to get off the floor and standing up. I knew this was going to be a struggle and so I turned myself round and used the bed to help me get to my feet. I slowly and unsteadily got to my feet. I leaned against the bed all the time and when I was fully upright I looked down and admired what I was wearing. The first thought in my mind was that if a lady friend wore this outfit in the bedroom then WOW it would be very very hot. But wait hang on a minute it was actually me wearing this and not a female! It seemed like I had only been stood up for a second or two when I heard from outside the room “I Hope you are ready, as your time is nearly up!” “errm yes Maam I think so” came my reply.
“Right Now turn around and face the bed” I did as I was told and again the nervous/anticipation shakes kicked in. I heard the click of the door and took a deep deep breath as I heard footsteps entering the room. I felt one of my hands being gently pulled behind my back and then the other. Before I had any chance to protest I felt a cold hard click as my hands were fastened together in what was possibly a pair of handcuffs. I tried to speak but as my mouth opened it was met with a ball being pushed into my mouth. This was fastened around the back of my head and pulled tightly. That was it, that seemed like it was my last chance to say no, my last chance to explain that this was not me. I thought that was it no body knew I was here and nobody not even me knew what was in store for me. Maam turned me around gently so that I was facing her. Still even in my current state I was still admiring her beauty and her stature. I could still smell her enticing perfume I was still attracted to her, but how could this be when she had me in this uneasy predicament.
“Right. From now on you are mine, you will only answer to me! Your female name is Jenny. You are no longer the person you were until I release you. Do you understand?” I nodded in reply. “Good, then lets begin”
Maam lead me and realising I was unsteady on my feet she held onto my arm tightly to prevent me from stumbling. We went up to the final door on the landing that remained closed. When we got to the door she opened it to reveal a staircase to what seemed a hidden attic room. The stairs were dark although they did not seem to be going up too far. I stood for a second and wondered how the hell I was going to negotiate the stairs in these heels a thought that I never even contemplated would ever enter my head. “Right come on Jenny, get up them stairs and meet your fate” I gulped and put ,my trust in this new woman in my life to guide me up these stairs to face whatever was up there. The gag that was in my mouth was a struggle to come to terms with and made the journey up the stairs that bit more difficult. Steadily we climbed the stairs with me physically shaking with nerves, anticipation and also the fact that I am struggling to maintain my balance in the stiletto heeled PVC boots.
As we reach the top of the stairs the room opens out into a seemingly vast “playroom” with various bits of strange looking furniture strategically placed around the room. It was a lot to take in and although I was trying my best I sensed that there was something or someone else in the room with me but wasn’t sure exactly what it or who was. Maam propped me up the last step aware that I was trying to take it all in and reassuring me that although I was hers that nothing bad would happen unless I didn’t do as she asked. With that she lead me away from the stairs and into the middle of the room. “Right stand there Jenny and do not move” I stood as still as possible but found it damn near impossible in these heels yet I could not ask for help as I could not speak. I stumbled and my knees buckled from underneath me. I fell and hit the hard wooden floor unable to stop myself due to my hands being handcuffed behind my back. I lay there looking at Maam’s beautiful legs walking over to me tutting as she moved towards me.
“Now that is the first and last time you will disobey me! And disobedient girls get punished do you understand!!”
had she really just called me a girl? Well I was dressed as one so yes it dawned on me I was her girl! Maam helped me to my feet and lead me over to what looked like a piece of gym equipment. Now for your punishment for disobeying me. I gulped and wondered what the hell was happening here what had I let myself in for? Maam pushed me up against the narrow end of the gym vault type of equipment and pushed my head forward so that I was bent over from the middle. She pushed her knee up between my legs and squashed it against my balls. I groaned with a little pain and wonder as to what exactly she was doing and again as to what I had let myself in for.
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