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... smiled. "Oh, this is fun. I think you should know that you are my slave and you will do anything I ask of you. Tell me you're my slave and I am your mistress. Say it, slut." I looked up at her. My cock had told her I loved what she was doing. She was not only dominating physically, but also dominating me with words through her mind game. I could tell she liked it too because her wetness was apparent in her swimsuit. "I am your slave, Alicia, and you are my mistress. I'd do whatever you want." "Isn't that sweet? I need to go home and get some clothes. Then, I'll be back to take a shower and wash all this chlorine off," she said picking up the chain. She checked my wrists and ankles then looped the chain around the cuff chains. Finally, she locked the chain together putting me in another hogtie. "Do you think you will be alright for another half hour?" "Yes." "Yes what?" she pressed. "Yes, mistress." "That's better," she said smiling and left. My mind was still racing as I watched her leave. What was she going to do to me? I wondered. This was totally unplanned. I had counted on having a weekend alone, but now I was thrilled and scared at the same time. I was lucky to be alive, I thought. I was also lucky to have her discover me and even luckier that she liked the same thing. I struggled some more, but knew my efforts were fruitless. She had taken all my spare keys and the frozen key. I was truly and utterly helpless. I could scream and no one could help me. Being caught by a ...

... beautiful young woman, humiliated, and completely helpless while being dressed in my favorite uniform was too much for me. Within a few minutes of struggling and grinding my cock against the floor I cummed all over my panties and pantyhose. I felt each squirt shoot out of my throbbing cock. I moaned as my sensitive member quivered and tensed. Then, laid there a few moments exhausted. My mind was wandering when I heard Alicia coming back. I tried to present myself, but she knew something had happened. I looked up and tried not to hint towards anything, but my sweaty face and exhausted breathing must have told her everything she needed to know. "Roll over," she commanded. I hesitated and received several hard slaps on my ass. I complied and rolled over. She lifted my skirt and examined the enormous wet spot. "Well, well, well," she said, "it looks like you were busy in the five minutes I was gone. Did I say you could cum, slut? Now, look at you. You are a mess! It looks like you'll have to take a shower too," she instructed as she began unlocking me. She had brought rope with her too. I also noticed she had taken her backpack and another large duffel bag with her. I wondered what she had in there, but couldn't examine it as I felt rope encasing my wrists. Alicia unlocked the leg irons and handcuffs, but had also tied my hands. My shoulders were starting to ache, but I didn't want to complain. It felt good to stand up and stretch my legs after being incapacitated for such a long ...