The Landlady Has the Keys (F/M)
Posted: Sun Jul 14, 2024 4:19 pm
Catherine, better known as Cat, wasn’t a typical landlady. She had only one house that she was renting out, a property that she had inherited from a relative. She was rather generous with how much she charged for rent, especially in comparison to others in the area. She was always friendly with the clients who came and went over the years, and always handled the repairs and maintenance herself, something she was efficient at. She was 53, but in great shape for her age. Her body was thin but toned, her arms were taut and covered in freckles to complement her long, red hair.
On this day, she pulled up to the rental house in a pickup truck. She steps out with her hair up in a ponytail, wearing a gray tank top, tight denim jeans, and black lace-up boots halfway up to her knees. She walks to the back of the truck to pull something out of the tailgate, a long and flat box with something heavy and metal inside. A new addition to the house that she was putting together for her latest tenant Jamie. He was a young man in his mid 20s with a thin frame, brown hair, and a remote IT job that kept him inside most of the time.
She walks up to the front door with the box and digs out her thick bundle of keys from her purse to unlock it. She calls out into the house “Jamie, I’m back! Did ya miss me, pet?†“Hmhhm, mmphmmmm†is all that could be heard from the young man sitting on the couch, naked, bound and gagged. A few months ago, she accidentally caught him engaging in self bondage, but decided to oblige him in the hobby anyway, becoming his key-holder and eventually his mistress. It was a mutually-beneficial arrangement. Fortunately, working an online job that consists of only typing meant that she was able to keep him under lock and key throughout all hours of the day.
Keeping him silent was a leather panel gag wrapped around his mouth, covering the whole bottom half of his face below the nose. The gag wrapped all the way around his head, buckled in the back and further secured with a padlock hidden beneath his shaggy hair that went down to his chin. In the inside of the gag was a phallic mouthpiece that was kept lodged in his mouth by the gag.
Looking further down his body is a metal collar locked and with a leash locked on; the other end of the long leash chain was locked around the leg of a couch. Long enough to reach the bathroom around the corner, but not long enough to reach the front door. Securing his naked body was a pair of leather belts wrapped around his upper body, pinning his upper arms to the sides of his torso, buckled and secured with the same padlock on his back. His hands were cuffed in front of him, allowing him to work on a laptop. Prison shackles were locked onto his feet to give him limited mobility, a metal cock cage was locked around his member, and a butt plug sat securely inside of him.
“Mmphmmmm!†He shuffles on his shackled feet towards Mistress Cat, but the leash kept him mere inches away from her. He got down on his knees and looked up at her, holding his cuffed hands up to his chest as high as he was able to due to the belts.
She pets his hair and cups his chin in her hand. “Crawl back to the couch, pet. I’ll be with you shortly.†As she sets her heavy box against the wall, he crawls back to the couch on his knees and cuffed hands, kneeling on the floor. She sits on the couch and pulls him in closer by his leash. She rests her upper legs on his shoulders, wrapping her denim thighs around his head and forcing his lower face into her crotch. He struggles to get free, but out of playfulness rather than peril.
She presses his face in further while playing with his hair. She sees his closed laptop on the other end of the couch. She asks “Did you just finish up your work for today?†He nods between her legs. “Good†she responds. “And it’s Friday too, and boy do I have some plans for you.~†He takes a deep breath and sighs in excitement. “I bet you want that cage off too, huh? How long has it been? 5 days?†“Hmh! Lmt mn mph, mmphmmmm! Plmmmph!†He writhes in anticipation, his handcuff chain can be heard hitting against the metal of his chastity cage.
“Such impatience, pet†she teases as she unwraps her legs from around him and leans over towards him. “I got a few more things to do before we have our fun. In the meantime, I think I know how to keep you entertained.†She rummages through her purse and find a small remote. With one push of a button, Jamie jumps up in surprise before he rolls onto the floor, moaning from the vibrating plug inside of him. “It’s so cute when you squirm†remarks Cat as she stands and straddles over her slave. “The battery should still have a decently-full charge, which gives me plenty of time to settle in before play time.â€
As she drags the heavy box further into the house, she walks around the corner until she can’t be seen. “Hmmmmmmm!†Jamie calls out to his mistress as he sits upwards on his knees, fidgeting from the buzzing toy inside of him. He stands on his knees to walk towards her, but the leash keeps him within its radius. He sits back on the couch, frustrated and excited over his current predicament, but also in anticipation for what’s to come.
To be continued.
On this day, she pulled up to the rental house in a pickup truck. She steps out with her hair up in a ponytail, wearing a gray tank top, tight denim jeans, and black lace-up boots halfway up to her knees. She walks to the back of the truck to pull something out of the tailgate, a long and flat box with something heavy and metal inside. A new addition to the house that she was putting together for her latest tenant Jamie. He was a young man in his mid 20s with a thin frame, brown hair, and a remote IT job that kept him inside most of the time.
She walks up to the front door with the box and digs out her thick bundle of keys from her purse to unlock it. She calls out into the house “Jamie, I’m back! Did ya miss me, pet?†“Hmhhm, mmphmmmm†is all that could be heard from the young man sitting on the couch, naked, bound and gagged. A few months ago, she accidentally caught him engaging in self bondage, but decided to oblige him in the hobby anyway, becoming his key-holder and eventually his mistress. It was a mutually-beneficial arrangement. Fortunately, working an online job that consists of only typing meant that she was able to keep him under lock and key throughout all hours of the day.
Keeping him silent was a leather panel gag wrapped around his mouth, covering the whole bottom half of his face below the nose. The gag wrapped all the way around his head, buckled in the back and further secured with a padlock hidden beneath his shaggy hair that went down to his chin. In the inside of the gag was a phallic mouthpiece that was kept lodged in his mouth by the gag.
Looking further down his body is a metal collar locked and with a leash locked on; the other end of the long leash chain was locked around the leg of a couch. Long enough to reach the bathroom around the corner, but not long enough to reach the front door. Securing his naked body was a pair of leather belts wrapped around his upper body, pinning his upper arms to the sides of his torso, buckled and secured with the same padlock on his back. His hands were cuffed in front of him, allowing him to work on a laptop. Prison shackles were locked onto his feet to give him limited mobility, a metal cock cage was locked around his member, and a butt plug sat securely inside of him.
“Mmphmmmm!†He shuffles on his shackled feet towards Mistress Cat, but the leash kept him mere inches away from her. He got down on his knees and looked up at her, holding his cuffed hands up to his chest as high as he was able to due to the belts.
She pets his hair and cups his chin in her hand. “Crawl back to the couch, pet. I’ll be with you shortly.†As she sets her heavy box against the wall, he crawls back to the couch on his knees and cuffed hands, kneeling on the floor. She sits on the couch and pulls him in closer by his leash. She rests her upper legs on his shoulders, wrapping her denim thighs around his head and forcing his lower face into her crotch. He struggles to get free, but out of playfulness rather than peril.
She presses his face in further while playing with his hair. She sees his closed laptop on the other end of the couch. She asks “Did you just finish up your work for today?†He nods between her legs. “Good†she responds. “And it’s Friday too, and boy do I have some plans for you.~†He takes a deep breath and sighs in excitement. “I bet you want that cage off too, huh? How long has it been? 5 days?†“Hmh! Lmt mn mph, mmphmmmm! Plmmmph!†He writhes in anticipation, his handcuff chain can be heard hitting against the metal of his chastity cage.
“Such impatience, pet†she teases as she unwraps her legs from around him and leans over towards him. “I got a few more things to do before we have our fun. In the meantime, I think I know how to keep you entertained.†She rummages through her purse and find a small remote. With one push of a button, Jamie jumps up in surprise before he rolls onto the floor, moaning from the vibrating plug inside of him. “It’s so cute when you squirm†remarks Cat as she stands and straddles over her slave. “The battery should still have a decently-full charge, which gives me plenty of time to settle in before play time.â€
As she drags the heavy box further into the house, she walks around the corner until she can’t be seen. “Hmmmmmmm!†Jamie calls out to his mistress as he sits upwards on his knees, fidgeting from the buzzing toy inside of him. He stands on his knees to walk towards her, but the leash keeps him within its radius. He sits back on the couch, frustrated and excited over his current predicament, but also in anticipation for what’s to come.
To be continued.