Hannah (2 page)

“I want to buy
a chastity thing,” she replied while avoiding his gaze

“For you?” he
asked.

“No! For a
guy.”

“OK... what
about this chastity cage?”

“Yes, I’ll
take it.” she quickly replied.

After a few
more questions, Hannah left the shop as quickly as she could with
her eyes fixed securely on the pavement. She reached her apartment
and waited by the door composing herself. She checked that the key
was still in her bra and ruffled her long brown hair out around her
face. He’d told her that she had to be in charge, she was going to
try her best.

Hannah
unlocked the door and walked in with her sexiest walk.

“I see you
haven’t managed to escape from my handcuffs.”

She smiled as
she knelt down on the floor next to him and tucked her skirt in
modestly around her. Tom turned over on to his side and looked up
at her beautiful, but uncertain face.

“I’m going to
put you in a chastity, umm, thing now,” Hannah announced without
much authority. She then held up the heavy steel chastity cage.

Shit, if the
cuffs were anything to go by, this was going to be painful, Tom
thought as she started to undo his jeans and slide them down over
his hips. Hannah touched his penis very gently with a smile on her
face.

Tom studied
her face intently as she spent the next five minutes fitting the
chastity ring around his balls. She then positioned the cage which
fitted him tightly, but she was so gentle that he hardly felt any
discomfort. He finally heard a small click which was immediately
followed by a more confident smile across Hannah’s face. Only then
did she look at him.

“How does it
feel?” she asked as she peeled off the duct tape and pulled her wet
panties from his mouth.

“I wasn’t
expecting a steel chastity cage,” he replied.

“Too late
now,” she said slightly hesitantly.

The dominatrix
had locked him in a plastic chastity device, Whether it was because
this was steel, or because it was an amateur locking him inside,
this time it all felt scarier.

“Perhaps I
should hold the key this first time,” Tom suggested.

Hannah smiled
and shook her head, he was obviously just testing her again.

“This key
belongs to me,” she purred sitting down on the sofa and crossing
her legs.

“How does it
feel?” she asked as she played with the padlock key.

“Tight,
particularly when I’m watching you in that dress.” he replied

“Go on, see if
can get an erection.” she said, slightly embarrassed by her own
words.

“Hannah, I
would have one right now if it wasn’t for your cage!”

“Wow, you
really can’t use it, can you?” she purred as she ran the key
between her lips and recrossed her legs.

“Hannah,
that’s not helping!”

This was
starting to get frustrating for Tom. His wrists and ankles were now
red and his dick ached like hell.

“Hannah, this
has been fantastic, thank you.”

“I’m afraid I
don’t have a cage, I’ll have to buy one for next time,” Hannah said
standing above him.

“Next
time?”

“Yes?” Hannah
replied uncertainly.

“I’ll look
forward to it,” Tom answered honestly.

Hannah beamed
and pulled the cuff keys from her bra and rattled them above Tom’s
head.

“Shall I
unlock you?”

“It’s up to
you.” he smiled.

Hannah looked
at his cuffed wrists, “They’re all red!”

“You did make
them very tight.”

“Oh, I’m
sorry!”

Tom smiled as
she put her hands to her mouth, she was unique.

“You should
have said something.”

“I had your
panties in my mouth.”

Hannah felt
embarrassed and folded her arms in front of her. She was so cute,
Tom was desperate to kiss her and then do so much more. He looked
up her skirt to her cute naked butt. Fuck, if only he could reach
it. But all he could do was to kiss her foot.

“You were
great Hannah.”

Hannah smiled
as knelt down above his head, trying to work out which way the cuff
key went in and which way it turned. Tom’s eyes remained fixed on
her slim thighs as she tried several times before finally unlocking
the cuffs.

“You’ve been
chained up for over two hours.” Hannah observed as she folded up
the restraints.

“It feels like
it.”

“And I guess
you’re be wanting this?,” Hannah said holding out the key to his
chastity cage.

‘Not
necessary’ Tom thought to himself as he put the key on the table
and poured two glasses of red wine from the bottle he’d brought.
They then sat next to each other drinking and talking, both of them
occasionally glancing at the key. Finally Tom stood up to
leave.

“Aren’t you
forgetting something?” she asked, picking up the key.

“No.”

“Oh I see,”
Hannah said as she slowly realised what he meant.

“That way
you’re guaranteed of repeat business.”

Tom kissed her
on the cheek as she slipped the key into her dress pocket. He then
left her apartment with his penis still securely under her lock and
key. He returned to his flat, poured half a glass of whiskey,
downed half with the first gulp and closed his eyes.

In the next
door apartment, Hannah lay on her bed, hugging the special key into
her chest. She thought back to the evening, the sexy guy and the
games. It had been the best evening of her life. And he still
needed her if he ever wanted to make love again. Maybe next time he
did make love, it would be with her?

***

Chapter 2

Becoming his
keyholder

The next
morning Tom woke, remembered the night before and smiled to
himself. Yesterday had been fun, even if he had had to induct his
own dominatrix. He felt a slight ache between his legs and reached
down to feel the steel chastity cage tightly encasing his cock.
‘Shit, that’s right’, he had left the key to the cage with Hannah’.
What had he been thinking?

In the next
door apartment, Hannah woke, with the padlock key still in her
hand. She took it and rubbed it gently between her legs. Wow, had
she really done all those things to her sexy neighbour? She must be
some sort of sex goddess! And she still had his cock locked up. For
once she wouldn’t have to feel lonely and jealous when his multiple
girlfriends knocked on his door. He may not be her boyfriend, but
having him locked in chastity had to be the next best thing.

It didn’t take
Tom long to realise that he couldn’t go to work that day, with his
wrists still red from Hannah’s handcuffs. So if he couldn’t work,
there was only one other thing to do, go and see his neighbour.

Hannah opened
the door, casually dressed in blue jeans and tight fitting t-shirt
with her hair in a ponytail.

“Can I buy you
a coffee?” he asked.

“Are you
asking me or this key out for coffee?” Hannah smiled back as she
produced the key to the chastity cage from the back pocket of her
jeans.

“You, but the
key can come too.”

“OK, we’d both
love to come.”

He watched
intently as she slid the key back into her pocket, where it lay
safely pinned against her butt. He could have wrestled the key from
her if he’d wanted, but right then he was loving the power that she
had over him and loving how excited she seemed to be with their
arrangement.

They sat on
stools in the window of the local coffee shop.

“Does it
hurt?” Hannah asked.

“Its fine,”
Tom smiled at his beautiful and most considerate dominatrix.

“Let me know
if you want me to let you out, I have the key right here.” she said
tapping her jeans.

“Yes
mistress,” he joked.

As if
remembering her role Hannah said, “I’m still going to lock you
inside a cage, like that other woman.” And then after a short
pause, “Where do you think I can get a cage?”

They left the
cafe and Tom watched Hannah walk up the street, wondering how she
might tackle the next challenge. As he watched her butt, his cock
started to ache. She was certainly doing something right.

Two hours
later Hannah knocked on his door, took his hand and led him into
her apartment.

“It’s a tool
trunk,” Tom remarked as he examined the steel box in the middle of
Hannah’s lounge.

“It was all I
could find.” she replied somewhat disappointed by his reaction.

“Its thick
metal, you won’t be able to escape.”

“I know,
that’s what I’m worried about.”

“But that’s
the fun part isn’t it?”

“OK let’s give
it a try.” he smiled.

“Cuffs first,”
Hannah said as she held up the heavy restraints.

“Hannah, my
wrists are still red from where you cuffed me up yesterday.”

“That’s only
because you tried to struggle,” she purred, “just accept that
there’s no way out without my keys and you’ll be fine.”

“And maybe
don’t lock them as tightly?”

“But you
weren’t able to escape were you?”

“Well,
no...”

“So I must
have done it right.” she giggled.

Hannah found
herself getting more and more confident. This was partly as a
result of becoming familiar with the restraints, but also because
chaining Tom up was such a huge turn on for her.

However she
still lacked the real mean dominatrix instinct and so went to find
one of her old silk scarfs and scissors to cut it into two. She
then gently wrapped one half around Tom’s left wrist and tied it in
place with a small knot. She then took the heavy steel cuff and
slowly ratcheted it closed around his wrist.

“OK, that’s
good.” Tom smiled as she squeezed the cuff tighter around his
wrist.

“Just one more
click, for me?” she asked and she continued to tighten.

“Hannah, there
is no way I’m slipping out of that!”

“I know,” she
said in a matter-of-fact way as she tightened another three clicks
and engaged the double lock.

Tom watched as
she locked the other cuff equally tightly around his right wrist
and then did the same with his ankles. Tom stood there chained hand
and foot as Hannah lifted the trunk’s steel lid.

Inside she had
already placed a mat. Tom kicked off his shoes and climbed in and
lay down on his back with his knees drawn up to his chest. Hannah
placed a few cushions around to fill any gaps.

“I had the
shop drill some small holes in this end of the lid so that you can
see out a little and of course breathe.” the brunette explained as
she looked down at him.

“Hannah you’re
too kind.”

“Don’t speak
too soon....”

“This is tight
fit, I’m not sure the lid will close.”

“Let’s find
out.” she smiled as she gently lowered it in place.

With an inch
left to go, the lid was resting on Tom’s legs. Determined for this
to work, Hannah placed a knee on the lid and forced it closed. She
then flicked the two padlock hasps in place to hold the lid
shut.

“I can’t move
a muscle. My nose is even touching the lid!” Tom complained as he
looked up at Hannah through the small drill holes.

Hannah almost
didn’t hear him as she pulled out two large padlocks and in her
excitement fumbled as she tried to unlock them.

“Hannah, I
really can’t move at all!”

But Hannah’s
focus was only on the padlocks as she slipped them through the
hasps and locked them in place. Her excitement mounted as the
second lock clicked shut. She then held up her key ring above the
trunk so that he could see it through the drill holes and counted
out the keys.

“This one is
for your hands, this one for your feet, this one for the box and
this one... for your cock.”

She smiled as
she slowly and deliberately slipped all the keys into the back
pocket of her jeans. She then ran into her room and lay down on her
bed. She unbuttoned her jeans and ran her hands up and down between
her legs.

She was
buzzing with excitement. A few days earlier, she had been too shy
to talk to him, now she had him locked in her trunk. He was quite
literally her property, she had the only keys to release him. She
had to get some air. She changed into a t-shirt and bright pink
running shorts and walked back into the lounge.

The tight
confines of the steel box were starting to freak Tom out. He was
just about to call out and ask Hannah to release him when she
walked back into view and dropped the keys into the pocket of the
sexiest little running shorts he’d ever seen. Seeing her butt in
those shorts swung his emotions the other way and he said nothing
and just lay there and watched her stretch.

“Nice shorts,”
Tom remarked from inside the trunk.

“What about
now?” Hannah smiled as she faced away from him and touched her
toes.

“And what
about now?”

Hannah sat on
the box just above his head and in so doing took away Tom’s only
light and fresh air. Tom looked up longingly, her perfect butt was
so near and yet so far. He puckered his lips to try and get just a
little bit closer to her.

“I assume as
you’re admiring my bum that you are OK in there?”

Tom didn’t
know how to reply, this was the most exciting, most scary and most
erotic he’d ever experienced.

“Good, then
I’m going to for a run so you can enjoy the trunk in peace.”

Hannah jumped
up and once again left Tom alone and unable to do anything other
than await her return.

When she did
return half an hour later , she was out of breathe and glowing with
perspiration. She walked over to the trunk and without saying a
word, stripped off her damp top and bra. She then pulled off her
shorts and knickers.

“Wow, you look
amazing.” Tom said through the steel lid.