The morning arrives none too quickly. I am freezing cold and the tightness of the ropes has made my body numb. Never in my wildness dreams did I think that I would have been left tied and naked to a chair in a cold garage for an entire night. Surely I would be put out of my misery soon and be released.

There is the normal commotion upstairs as the kids get ready to go to school. I never realized how long it took them to get ready. Finally they are gone. Quiet. I hear the back door open and then close. My tormentor has taken the dog for a walk! SHIT...why could she not come down to untie me?

After what seems like hours but is probably only 30 minutes I hear the outside garage door open. My God! "Well", she says."How was your night"? "Cold and miserable", I reply. "May I be untied now please"? A look comes over her face, I don�t like it. "I said two days. I thought you liked being tied up. Besides now that I know you cannot get loose I am not touching you."

"Err...then how am I supposed to get out of this"? I answer. "Not my problem...if you do not complain I MIGHT let you phone somebody to come and untie you. But rest assured it will not be me"!

With that comment I am left alone. The garage door is left open but fortunately I am well hidden. But still the feeling of vulnerability is overwhelming. The last 12 hours have been spent by me trying to get at least a little relief from the ropes. It�s no use...I thought I could tie, but this is a major surprise.

Around noon, (14 hours of bondage) the inside garage door opens. Without a word I am dragged inside of the house and into a small room that is used as an office. A blanket is wrapped around my tightly bound body which brings a welcome warmth.

"Thankyou", I say. "Your welcome",� comes the sneering reply. "Here take the cell phone and call who you want to untie you, I�m not going to do it". The cell phone is dropped on my lap and again I am left alone. Now I�m beginning to feel sorry for myself. Why oh why did I let myself get into this situation? Ah well at least I am warm now.

Around 2 o�clock I get a visit from the roper. "Well", she says, "who do we call"? "You mean you are REALLY going to make me call someone"? "If you want to get out of this situation, yes. I mean it". "Dial up Nancy", I say. "Thought you would say that. OK, it�s ringing, take the phone".

Luckily she is home. After a brief conversation I have convinced her to come over for dinner. "Gee too bad I promised the kids that I would take them out for dinner. Guess you are going to have to entertain Nancy by yourself". "You have got to be kidding", I reply. "Hasn�t this gone far enough"? "I said two days and displayed. This time I mean it. You like tight bondage, you got it. You like to fantasize about tying and displaying women, you are going to be displayed. How you deal with Nancy is your problem but I know she knows about your bondage". My face goes red. After two years of living with us it now comes to my attention that she has "found out". Cripes!

The door to the room that I am prisoner in is now closed. Alone again to suffer in my incredibly tight bondage. When will this end? Nancy will be here by 6 pm expecting dinner, the wife and kids will be gone, I�m naked and tied to a chair..(thank goodness for the blanket) and she still has a key to the house!

On schedule the kids arrive home. It is torture sitting all bound up in the basement and listening to them. I still cannot believe that I am being put through this! Should have hid my secrets better I suppose. Right on time my bondager comes downstairs and enters the room. "See you later. I took the liberty of phoning Nancy back and told her to just come in. Her dinner is in the fridge. She will know what to do". Seeing you walk out the door with your perfect nyloned legs made me excited. The blanket is a tent!

My stomach is churning with butterflies. I have been tied up many times before but not like this. This time I will truly be put on display. What Nancy�s reaction will be is anyone�s guess.

I do not have to wait long....the front door opens and I hear the familiar voice of Nancy saying "Hello..anybody home"? My heart is pounding....best to shut up I conclude. Nancy is making her rounds about the house, calling, searching. Within moments I hear her footsteps come downstairs. It is only a matter of seconds before she finds me I know. I just cannot stand it. Frightened, scared and getting very excited. Being found naked and tied is one thing....but being found naked and tied in a stage of extreme excitement? Oh boy!

The door opens and Nancy pops her face in. Within seconds I know that I have been found out. "Why hello. Why didn�t you answer when I called"? A smile comes over Nancy�s face, her eyes twinkle, my tummy churns. "Show me your hands", she asks. My reaction is to give her a dumb look. "Hummm..thought so", she says.

With that Nancy comes into the room and sits down on a chair that is positioned very close to mine. She kicks off her shoes and places her feet on my lap. Nothing is said. After a moment she kneels down in front of me and places her hands under the blanket to feel my feet. A grin comes over her face as she feels the rope on my toes. Now I know that the jig is up. What can I do. Her hands feel the rope on my ankles, then up to my knees.

Her hands proceed up my legs. I feel her touch on my lap. Getting close to my groin. She is too polite to touch me in my most intimate parts but I know she can see my excitement. GOD is this embarrassing!

I�m not kidding Alicia, I am in major discomfort here!! I can just see the grin on your face.

Caroyln stands up and walks behind me. My back is not covered by the blanket so my bound arms are exposed. She whistles through her teeth as she surveys me. I can see that her nipples are erect so she must be enjoying my predicament. At least I am covered with the blanket.

After some good natured teasing, Nancy goes upstairs to prepare her supper. Within a short time she comes back down to where I am tied and sits down to eat. Nancy seems to know me better than I thought as she places her feet on my lap. I have to admit that I want her but there is absolutely NOTHING that I can do about it and Nancy knows it.

To make a long story short she manages to strip the blanket completely from me. She used her toes to take it from me. An "accident" she says.

So there I sit my dear Alicia, naked as a jaybird and completely helpless in front of an ex nanny. She did not do anything sexual to me but I was so hard. It was humiliating to say the least. I�m supposed to be the Dom but there I was......

True to her word I was left tied to that chair for the next night. Nancy came back the next day to untie me. The ropes were so tight ( and she was not in a hurry ) it took her almost an hour to get me undone. If you are interested I can tell you about the next 24 or so hours. Yes I did get to pee. That is the one concession that was given to me. And no I was not allowed to cum. Pure torture!!

Why do you think I was off line?? Got to be more careful.



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