Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

The secret apartment

I didn't think anyone knew about the secret apartment, and I was THIS close to not needing it.

The money was in place, my flight was booked, tomorrow I would be gone. The police had already raided my actual home, but found nothing and couldn't find me. I was holed up in my fully-furnished rental that I paid cash for, under an alias. Once I got on my flight, I would be gone.

The morning of my flight, I woke up excitedly, finished packing, and stepped out of the bedroom to the living room. I froze in my tracks and swallowed hard.

She looked so confident sitting there, her bare feet resting on the small table, almost daring me to try to run. I recognized her, naturally - she was my company's fraud investigator.

"I didn't want to wake you," she said, glancing at her feet. "So I took off my sandals at the door. Welcome to a new day - you've taken your last free breath."

I glanced at the door, thinking of running for it. She smiled.

"You know you can't outrun me," she said. "On your knees, hands on your head. You're captured and you know it."

My gut churned and I was in disbelief. I really was captured. I knew it. I sighed heavily, sank to my knees, and put my hands on my head.

"Down," she ordered. "All the way down, on your stomach. Keep your hands right where they are."

I was humiliated having to obey her orders, but I followed her directions. Once I lay down, she moved off the chair, straddled me, and pulled my hands behind my back. She handcuffed me, taking my last breaths of freedom and taking me prisoner.

"That's a good boy, following my orders," she mocked. "Get used to doing as you're told, since that's how jail and prison will be for you, loser."

I wanted to burst into tears. I was SO close to getting away with it, and this confident woman had captured me singlehandedly. All hope was gone - I was caught, captured, and arrested by her.

You're much better off backed up and weak, trust me.

The Madam had many keys in her possession, but yours was the most prestigious. Your steadfast refusal to submit over an extended period simply motivated her even more to bring you to heel. In your previous life, you were a strong and powerful man. Very few challenged you personally or professionally, but that’s what led you here, wasn’t it?

The thrill of being tested made you feel something intangible….a growing desire to be subjugated to an equal, or in this case, a superior.

When you finally submitted, your punishments would be varied and severe. All the while, her boots were adorned with the spiked cuff and your gleaming cage key, dangling uselessly.

She would make sure that you would always see it as you shuffled around in full leather bondage. Your tight and very uncomfortable chastity kept you most secure and with the squat plug constantly keeping you stretched, you wondered if you had just held out for a little longer, what would have happened?

Me too!

Thorough..

"Don't be such a drama queen, it's fine babe. That's why they have these seat outside. I'll just call over that Big-titty Bikini Barista you were gawking at earlier, to say you've peed your pants."

"What? No! Don't do..."

"Oh, what? Now you don't want her over here? Well that's too bad, because I really want to see you squirm when she's over here, laughing her ass off at your pissy pants, with those tits of hers jiggling with every little giggle the pair of us are gonna be having.

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