Dinner Date Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Dinner Date Ch. 01

... when I tried the knob.

Mistress Stephanie, bless her heart, (It's a Southern thing) was clueless as to what was going on. Not waiting for permission, I forcibly broke through the door and came face to face with what I had feared, a small Hispanic beauty was suspended from the ceiling by her wrists about four inches above the ground and was bleeding from at least six different cuts. Two across her ass, one across her left breast, one about the middle of her back and finally it looked like one might be across the back of her right thigh. All the while it sounded like she was whimpering "Red", the house safe word.

"Who the fuck are you and what gives you the right to come barging in here like that?" came this scream from the dirty blond amazon with crazed fueled eyes while holding a one and one-half inch leather strap.

As I switched my attention to her, I saw her just in time trying to rush me while swinging the belt at me. Where youth is supposed to give you speed and agility, my age gave me experience and a higher pain threshold. In a move I had sadly practiced over the years, I sidestepped her second swing and let her momentum start to carry her past me as I caught her neck in the crook of my arm. As soon as I felt her neck, I immediately clamped down cutting off the blood flow through her carotid arteries while pulling her to my chest and locking my other arm over the top of her head effectively controlling her head as I began to squeeze for all I was worth. In ...

... professional wrestling it was called the sleeper hold. It's actually very effective if applied correctly. A slight adjustment and it's all for show. Because of the one hit she gave me I made sure this was going to be for real.

While I squeezed her neck, I also kicked her left leg out in front of her and pulled her to the ground into a sitting position so she lost the use of her legs to hurt either of us. I wasn't trying to choke her out, just cut off the blood flow to her brain causing her to black out and render her unconscious. This is usually a very effective maneuver if you are bigger than your attacker and not trying to do any real harm, as long as you remember to let go. The woman attacking me was maybe 125 lbs and amped up on adrenaline so I used my size and kept her on the ground to prevent even more serious injuries from the belt she was flailing around and stop her from trying to kick me. As soon as I felt the woman pass out, I yelled at Mistress Stephanie to take care of the woman hanging while I secured this wildcat to the saw horse before she came back to her senses fully.

When dealing with an unconscious person the amount of time you have to secure them varies on several factors. Size, stamina, gender, mental and emotional state when they were rendered unconscious all play a part in it but if done properly you usually have about a minute to secure them. As rusty as I was with the leather cuffs it took about 20 seconds longer than I had. I had managed to clamp ...