Handed over to a strange woman

So what other choice did I have than to carry out his wishes and now I sat there and waited for him.
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"Today I'll be home at half past five. You'll go to the hairdresser and have your hair put up. You'll have your make-up done and be ready when I come, well but lightly dressed. I love you. See you then."

With these words he hung up the phone and didn't allow any questions.

So what other choice did I have than to carry out his wishes and now I sat there and waited for him. It was a minute early when I heard his car in the driveway. To my surprise, he didn't drive the car into the garage, but parked it in front of it.

"I thought we were going up to our room?" - Last summer we converted one of the many rooms in our house into a small SM arcade. With a trestle, rack, St. Andrew's cross, lots of hooks on the ceiling and walls and whips, shackles and other toys hanging everywhere. It is truly our paradise…

"You shouldn't think anymore! From now on, just pay close attention to what I say to you!"
He pulled a wide belt from the pocket of his coat and placed it around my waist. When I looked down I noticed that there were leather cuffs attached to the sides of the belt, which he now nimbly wrapped around my wrists.

"But…"
If the neighbors see me like this, I'll never be able to go out on the street again, I thought. Has he gone mad? - "Nothing but!" he interrupted my swirling thoughts. "Come on now!" With these words he took my arm and pulled me out of the apartment.

He put his coat around my shoulders and led me to the car. Only now did I realize the meanness of the shackles. If I moved carelessly, the coat would slip off and I would be exposed to the public! A terrible thought, especially since all the neighbors were enjoying the last rays of sunshine and hanging out in their gardens. The way to the car was manageable. But how on earth am I supposed to sit in the car so that this stupid coat doesn't slip? I felt anger rising within me. Why would he even think of putting me in such a situation? I was still thinking about how to defend myself when he pushed me into the car.

The coat fell to the floor and for a moment I was exposed to all eyes. But then he stood in front of me and looked at me long and carefully. Judging by his expression, he was pleased with what he saw, but there was something else in his eyes that I had never seen before. I saw a flash of admiration in his eyes alongside determined determination, but they quickly darkened again. Now I was completely confused.

"What you up to?"
He glanced at my feet. They were in the black high heels he had given me. 14cm heels! Back then I had to practice for days to be able to walk in them. Without saying a word about my new leather dress, he got behind the wheel and steered the car towards the main road.

"Aren't you going to tell me where you're taking us?" - "You are too curious, my beauty! It is not your place to ask questions today. The more you ask or speak without being asked, the more intense this night will be."
I did not understand the world anymore. Yes, we were an S&M couple for a few years, but we hadn't had any games like that until now. My head was spinning. I felt uncomfortable, and yet… There was a new feeling inside me… Could it be….? No. No! But the tension, this uncertainty and being at the mercy awakened a feeling in me that I cannot describe. At first I was almost annoyed with him, with his audacity to treat me like that. But the authority with which he treated me was calm and loving. He wouldn't let anything happen to me! He protects and protects me, as he always has, I was sure of it. Only then did I notice that he had turned onto a field path and that we were heading towards the edge of a forest, where he finally stopped. I had to look at him as he got out of the car and came to my side. He was really the man of my dreams and I loved him to death. We had something special in common, we had agreed on that for a long time.

Dass es schon dämmerte, bemerkte ich erst, als er meine Tür öffnete. "Steig aus." - "Was?" - "Steig bitte aus!"
Es war sein Ernst. "Das glaub ich nicht! Du willst doch nicht…" "Ich werde dich nicht noch einmal bitten." - Da war es wieder. Ruhig, aber unendlich bestimmt und keinen Widerspruch duldend klang seine Stimme. Er nahm meinen Arm und führte mich zu einer Bank. "Setz dich." Er ging zurück zum Auto, nahm eine kleine Tasche aus dem Kofferraum und kehrte zu mir zurück. Während um uns herum die Vögel ihre Gute-Nachtlieder sangen, streifte er mir die High-Heels von den Füssen und stellte sie neben sich auf den Waldboden. Gut sahen sie aus, wie sie schwarz glänzend auf dem warmen, braunen Waldboden standen. Ich bestaunte noch dieses fast abstrakte Bild, als er meine Füsse in schneeweisse Turnschuhe steckte. Nun musste ich laut lachen. Das musste doch zum Brüllen komisch aussehen.

He looked at me seriously. "I think it's time to realize the seriousness of your situation. Turn around." All of a sudden I stopped laughing. I knew it would be better not to say anything now. I slowly turned around and out of the corner of my eye I just saw him walking away from me. Surely he wouldn't go away?! I listened intently because I didn't dare look around for him. I heard rustling and cracking, then silence again. And if a walker comes along? A scalding heat ran through my entire body. The coat! I still had his coat on. It would look like I was looking into the forest and watching the animals.

I calmed down a bit and thought about my situation. Actually, it would be exciting if someone came along now. I might even say hello and no one would notice that my hands were tied to my waist under my coat. Hhhm… Completely immersed in these thoughts that I was beginning to like, I had forgotten to listen to him. He suddenly stood behind me and pulled the coat from my shoulders. My calf-length dress was cut out at the back up to the base of my buttocks and from there to the hem there was a zipper that was now opened with a jerk. I let out a sharp scream because of the shock.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Late hikers might get the wrong idea…"
I heard something else hissing through the air as a fire was lit on my bottom. Without a pause, the whip he had broken somewhere in the undergrowth came crashing down on my bottom. Again and again. I had enough to do trying to control the screams and moans in my throat. It wasn't until he kissed my fireplace and gently stroked it with his hands that I could think clearly again.

"Do you see this path? Keep going straight until you come to a fork in the road. Take the left of the two paths and don't leave it until you see our car. You wait there." In the meantime he had zipped it up and I felt him putting the coat around me again. Then his step moved away. I quickly turned around and could only watch as he got into the car. He turned around and drove away. I wasn't able to form a single thought, so I sat down again. Anger and fear are a bad mix. I would have preferred to go home. But he had taken this freedom away from me. It was way too far, I had no house key and my hands were tied!

But I had to do something, the twilight had not stopped and I was afraid of the darkness. Soon I would be walking around alone in a dark forest. So I quickly realized that it would be best to start running straight away. I tried to calm down a bit and looked around. My shoes were gone, so he took them. Well then I'll show him what I'm made of. He shouldn't notice the battle I had to fight with myself here at the edge of the forest. Because I actually felt like crying and screaming. But I won't let that show, oh no! With fierce determination I stood up.
"Ok! You've won! Do you hear me? I'll be there! And nothing will stop me!" I shouted angrily into the forest. And even though I knew better, the last bit of fear in me waited for an answer. I heard that only a few birds were chirping.
Let's go, I thought, and took the path under my feet.

Hmmm…. My bottom was still full of memories of the scene at the edge of the forest… It felt warm, almost as if the sun had been shining on it for a while. I remembered how horrified I was a few years ago when he first appeared in the bedroom with a whip. We spent half the night discussing it until he convinced me to give it a try. He promised not to be too violent, and if I didn't like it, we would never, ever do it again. So I agreed then. I had no idea what world I would open to us!

Oops! The fork in the road took me out of my thoughts. I should take the left path, he said. So I turned left and marched on bravely. You couldn't see far into the forest anymore. A squirrel ran across the path in front of me and scurried up the tree. Somewhere an eagle owl began to call. My heart was really pounding and I was sure that if someone was near me, they would be able to hear it…

What are you doing to me!? I silently begged him to get me out of this situation. By now I had such a marching step that all the muscles in my legs started to ache. I felt my eyes fill with tears. I swallowed hard a few times. Really, I didn't want him to see me like that. The path took a turn and through the haze in my eyes I saw our car. Finally! Finally! The tears were wiped away and I almost ran. Finally. I first leaned against the car. The familiarity of our car made me feel good. I slowly calmed down and looked around.

Oh?! There was a small forest house in front. My mind ran through several possibilities as to why he might have brought me here. I was about to be mad at him again. If he wants to have a romantic dinner with me in the woods, he doesn't need to turn it into such a scenario! Well really not!! The illuminated windows caught my eye. There! A shadow passed by. Those weren't his outlines. There was another shadow. He stopped at the window and this time I recognized him. Who was he there with? For what reason? What's all this about?

My thoughts were interrupted again. The door opened and he stepped out. He must have seen me. He came towards me with confident steps, took my arm and led me towards the small, cozy house. He didn't say a word to me and so I also remained silent. I didn't want to be sent out again just because I disobeyed. Sometime this afternoon he told me to only talk when asked. So please.

We stopped in front of the door. He took the coat from my shoulders, which amazingly hadn't fallen off the entire time, and hung it on a hook right next to the door. Then he knelt down and untied the laces on my sneakers. My high heels were lying on the old, comfortable-looking rocking chair! He put my feet in these, took a step back, looked at me long and carefully and remarked dryly: "Yes. This way I can introduce you to Lilian without being ashamed."

I gasped. Before I was able to protest, he gently but firmly pushed me out the door. What my eyes saw now finally left me speechless! The room was divided by two massive, old wooden beams. A woman sat slightly back on a magnificent chair. But what a! The boots she wore were so high that it was impossible to take a single step in them and reached a hand's width above her knees. The black nylons were attached to classically beautiful suspenders and just above I could see a waist that would make all French Renaissance women green with envy!

A satin corset, black and shiny, hugged this woman's waist and chest like a second skin. My eyes slowly moved higher. I took my breath away! The corset ended at the base of the chest and left the breasts free…This creature's breasts were perfect! Not too small and not too big! It was taut, but didn't stick up, it literally stretched out towards me! The areola is contracted and the nipples are visibly hard from afar! As my eyes explored her neck, I realized that she must have skin like Cleopatra. I heard myself breathing and lowered my gaze to the floor.
Oh! I'm shamelessly admiring a woman?! I felt a blush come to my face. The silence in the room didn't make the situation any easier for me, so I wanted to ask him what it was all about and turned to him. There was a loving smile on his face, but it immediately disappeared.

He took my hand and led me to the chair. She slowly got up, but remained standing in front of me. She looked me directly and unwaveringly in the eyes……..
I was literally handed over to her and she sat me down on the chair.

Then everything went very fast. She cleverly tied my hands behind the back of the chair with a soft rope. She wrapped a rope around my right ankle, one around my left, and before I knew it, my feet were tied to the chair legs in a provocatively shameful position. He had been behind me for a while. He also blindfolded me with a black velvet cloth. He tenderly kissed my neck, my shoulders and then I just heard the two of them moving away towards the table.

Judging by the sounds, the two of them were sitting at the table, drinking and smoking a cigarette. Like so many times today, my thoughts were just whirling around. I felt their eyes on my body. Because my arms were tied back, my breasts cheekily stretched out into the middle of the room and my privates were exposed to the curiosity of a completely unknown but beautiful woman! I was deeply ashamed and yet there was something inside me that I hadn't known before. Or is it? If I was honest, I had to admit it to myself. I had already experienced something similar deep within me, where secret fantasy that only belongs to me has its place. But you don't even talk to yourself about these fantasies, and so I sat in this chair and asked myself whether I was dreaming or waking.
I wouldn't be able to say a sensible word if I had to speak now. My mouth was dry with excitement and a battle for myself was raging in my chest. Enjoy or protest?

The two of them must have tiptoed up to me because suddenly I felt hands all over my body! They were everywhere! On my legs, on my arms, on my face and on my feet. The thought of protest was brushed away in seconds. It was pure madness! When she took my breasts in her cool, smooth hands and gently squeezed and kneaded them, I was done. Yes! More! Go on, please! Keep going! I was sure that at that moment I was experiencing the most beautiful seconds of my life.
She was so close I could smell her.

Two more minutes and I would reach an unprecedented climax! But the two of them untied me from the chair, led me to the post with my eyes still blindfolded, gently pushed me against it and tied me again. I shivered as my breasts touched the cool wood. My legs were pressed tightly against the beam on the left and right. Their arms were raised and tied together on the other side of the post.

Apparently each of them knew what they had to do, because everything happened without a word. I felt his hands on my cheeks. How good it was to feel something familiar, to smell it… Oh… He gently stroked my face and pulled the blindfold over my head. However, I couldn't see either of them because they were standing behind me.

Something hissed through the air! It hissed again and then I felt something cool running over my bottom. It gently stroked my back and shoulders, ran sideways down my body, up my inner thighs and stopped right between my legs. I involuntarily held my breath. It was only then that I noticed the state I was in there. My sex reacted more sensitively to the simple touch of the crop than ever before!

To be honest, I was soaking wet and it was twitching like crazy all the way up to my stomach! I was so excited that I couldn't think anymore. No thought could gain a foothold in my head anymore. I was just feeling…
When the crop started dancing on my bottom, I could only groan. She danced quickly and lightly on my butt, but as time went on she became slower and a little harder.

Out of the corner of my eye I noticed movement at my side and when I turned my head I saw him standing next to me. He was standing next to me? But…! The whip swished down incessantly, again and again. He looked deep into my eyes and then kissed me passionately. So she had this whole time…?

She must have put her tool aside because now she ran the wet tip of her tongue over the hot skin. Her hands grabbed my hips and held me tight.