Almost Damsel Almost in Distress Ch. 07

by: Shawna Summers

This story is a work of fiction and a fantasy. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is completely coincidental. Safe sex practices should always be followed.

(M/t -- bondage, corporal, oral, water sports, chastity)

The next few weeks were generally pretty boring. Well, they were extremely busy, but mostly with working on the house. Alex and I really didn't have the time or energy for too much more. I did have one very cool thing happen at work.

A few times at the club, I had seen people from work, but I wasn't sure how to broach the subject with them. I wasn't sure how 'out' they were and if they'd get freaked out by it. So, I sat by Nick from Accounts Receivable one day at lunch.

"Hey Nick, mind if I sit here?" I asked.

"Sure thing," he said and waved.

"How was your weekend? Do anything fun?" I started as I pulled out my food.

He looked at me a little sideways, sure we'd chatted before, but we'd never really been buds or anything. "It was good, nothing major," he said a little hesitantly.

I nodded, "Gotcha, mine was amazing. I had a great time. We went to a place I've only been once before called Lucy's."

He almost choked on his drink when I said, 'Lucy's'. It was kind of cute actually. "Did you say you went to Lucy's?"

I nodded and smiled knowingly, "Yup."

"Did you... uh... did you see anyone there?" he asked.

I nodded and whispered conspiratorially, "I sure did, and I was there with my... well, with my boyfriend." Calling Alex my boyfriend actually felt a little odd. Partly because I wasn't used to saying it, but also because I wanted to call him my Master.

"Oh," said Nick a little relived. "I didn't know you were... out."

"I'm kinda not actually, but that's why seeing a familiar face was kinda nice," I said.

"Oh, that's odd I don't remember seeing you. I mean, I would think I'd notice you," he said.

"Well, I was dressed a little differently," I started, then quietly added, "I'm trans."

His eyes opened up, "Ahhhh, yeah. That would explain it. That does remind me. The whole club was buzzing about this gorgeous trans girl that showed up in a red rubber outfit. It was hot and she looked great. Did you see her?"

I almost beamed for a moment, then I realized he didn't know that was me. "Oh, uh... yeah. I saw her, in fact..." I grabbed my phone and scrolled through to some pictures of me in the red latex dress.

I showed Nick and he said, "Oh you got pictures with her. Or of her?"

I nodded to the camera then nodded to him. It took a moment, but it sunk in.

"Wait! You're her!" he said, not really believing it. Then looking back and forth between the pic and me. "Holy hell, wow. So, you're not just trans, you're stacked like a brick house."

I blushed a little, "Well, a corset and some padding helps with a lot of that."

"Yeah, but still, even the gay guys thought you were smoking hot," he grinned.

"Well, next time we're there, I'll make sure to say hello," I changed the subject.

"We?" he asked. "Who's we?"

So, I went into meeting Alex and that the relationship was still new, but things were going great. He talked about trying to date and meet someone, while also still not being completely out. So, we chatted for a while and actually started eating lunch together most days.

Nick also mentioned he was seeing a therapist who specialized in LGBTQ+ patients. So, I got their information and figured I'd check into it. I definitely had a lot to go through and talking it over might be good.

I did tell him that we were going to be working on the house, so we wouldn't be at Lucy's for a few weeks at least, but I'd let him know our next time we were going.

Other than that little bit of excitement, Alex and I mostly worked on the house. Well, the first week, he was still working nights, so it was trying to squeeze a little time in with our off-time schedules, but Thursday night he had off. So, after I was done work I changed and drove over to the house. I just wore a nice tan top and some denim shorts. I wanted to be girly, but still able to work without a corset or garters or anything sexy (and fun) getting in the way. We looked over the actual work we needed on Thursday and verified the tools and parts needed.

Friday we started the actual work. I won't get too much into the details of the house, just suffice it to say it was an old farm house that hadn't had any electrical upgrades in at least 60 years, so I had a lot of work to do. Alex worked on the carpentry which was also a lot. Especially since he wanted to undo some things and have some thing completely redone.

I did have a thrilling moment where I met Alex's friend Ash who was going to do the plumbing and some other work. The thrill was Alex introducing me as 'his girl'. That just thrilled me to my core and made me smile for hours afterwards.

Of course, with doing all that, we didn't really have time for much physically since we were both tired from working our jobs and working on the house. The one advantage to the extra time was it gave my piercings and new tattoo lots of time to heal up. So, hopefully we could make use of those once we were done.

I did manage to finish up by the second weekend, but Alex still had work to do. He also had some contractors that were working on converting the barn. Well, the front of the barn, they were leaving the back of the barn as it was. That also thrilled me.

So, finally the third weekend came and Alex picked me up on Friday night. As we drove, he said, "So, I'm going to be finishing up some work this weekend, but I figure my girl could use a little attention."

Of course, I thrilled again at being 'his girl' and I said, "What sort of attention did you have in mind?"

Alex just smiled at me, "You'll see."

That tone and the wry smile gave me butterflies in my stomach. I'd had several dreams about what he might have in mind and I was definitely pent up.

We got to the house and I warmed up some leftover takeout we had earlier in the week, while Alex checked on things in the barn and the work the contractors had been doing. He came in a few minutes later and we sat down to eat. Once we ate, Alex came up behind me and started kissing the back of my neck.

The moans and the fervor that raised from me were immediate.

"Is my girl worked up?" he teased.

"Oh yes, Sir. So worked up!" I moaned as his mouth trailed over my neck and up to my ear. That was one of my hot buttons and always got me going.

"Good, go up to the bedroom and get undressed. Put on the clothes that are sitting on the bed," he ordered quietly but sternly.

He didn't stop kissing on me, so I had to stammer, "Yes, Sir," and pull myself away. I was actually panting I was so worked up. I looked back and saw the lust in his eyes and knew he was feeling as pent up as I was. Well, maybe not as pent up, but he was definitely worked up.

I all but ran up the stairs to the bedroom. I was already stripping off my blouse and skirt before I was in the door. I folded them neatly and put them on the chair, adding my bra and panties right afterwards and kicking my sandals under the chair.

Naked, I turned to look over the items on the bed. Oddly, there was very little bondage gear, just some cuffs. There were some ballet boots. Whoa! Did he really expect me to walk in those? I mean I've been training to walk in more and more extreme heels and I'd practiced to get into my ballets for a long time, but I was a little nervous about having to walk anywhere in them.

There was also a very long black skirt, basically a hobble skirt. It only had a small amount of play that would limit steps very severely. Of course, there was a pretty wicked looking PVC corset that was also in black. There was a long sleeved black PVC top that had some very pretty lace detailing on it along the sleeves. There was a posture collar and cuffs for my wrists and ankles. The odd detail was a small pair of black panties with an odd place in the front that seemed to be designed to hold in a chastity cage. Some kind of special sissy panties? There were also a pair of stay-up stockings, to top everything off.

I stopped in the bathroom to check my make-up. I had put on a little make-up before we came over. Since I wasn't working on the house, I decided to wear something more than just basic foundation and lipstick. That was what I'd worn on most of the working days. Just some basics, to make me feel a little put together. My hair was still just a little too short to do much in a femme hairstyle with, so I'd been wearing one of my more functional brown wigs while working. Tonight, I'd gone with the longer red haired wig that I thought looked more natural on me.

I added a little more make-up, putting on some blue eye shadow and mixing it with a dark purple for that blended eye look. I added some mascara. Had I known we were going to play, I'd have done false eye lashes, but some mascara worked for it. For my lipstick, I put on a fiery red that went well with the wig. It was quick, but overall I was happy with how the extra make-up accented the basic look I'd done earlier.

I was really getting the feel of make-up and putting together looks. Maybe I was ready to try this being a woman thing all the time? Or at least more often? Well, time for that later.

I walked back into the bedroom and looked over the bed. It seemed I was going to be severely dressed and severely bound as well. This was a pretty wicked outfit. I hoped I wasn't expected to walk anywhere, or at least not anywhere fast!

"Call me before you put on the skirt and the top," called Alex from downstairs.

That made my heart flutter, so I simply replied, "Yes, Sir!"

I first pulled the panties on. They settled in a very strange way around my chastity cage. They held it very securely, almost like a gaff or something along those lines. There were some odd loops on the front and an odd loop in the back. I couldn't figure out what they were for. So, I just left them alone.

I slid on the stockings, relishing the smooth feeling of the amazing material along my legs. This feeling alone made shaving my legs worth it. I smoothed the stockings and got the stay-ups in a nice position along my thighs.

I held up the corset and could tell by the weight this was a serious piece of equipment. Not only was it a very thick and sturdy PVC, but of course, steel boned as well. I undid the laces since I wasn't sure how tight it would be and positioned it with the center along my waist and got the hooks in the front set.

The cups were naturally empty, and while I wanted to wear my breasts with the surgical adhesive, I also wanted Alex to have access to my nipple piercings. So, I decided to just put my larger breast forms in and I'd have to practice with the surgical adhesive another time.

I decided to do the boots before completely tightening the corset, otherwise I wasn't sure I'd be able to get the boots on. These were heavy-duty leather ankle boots, not like the cheap ones I had that I'd been practicing in for years. Those were starting to come undone at the seams, so I guess I was in need of a replacement pair. I just didn't know Alex had gotten me some replacements already.

I took a few minutes to stretch and make sure my legs were ready, these puppies could be a strain just to wear, let alone to try and walk in. Once I was ready, I undid the laces and the large fastening strap at the top. I slid my foot into the impossible heel height and squirted a little with excitement. I tightened the laces up and admired the extreme arch these boots made for my leg. I followed quickly with the other heel and squirted again as I put that one on.

I focused on the corset and I started tightening up the laces in the back. As I suspected, they got very tight, very fast. Alex had planned for this corset to be used for a long time and to really compact me down over time. Once I had the laces comfortably tight, I did the door handle trick to really tighten them up and get myself compacted in. I hoped Alex would find that acceptable, but then I figured he'd tighten them if it wasn't enough for him.

I buckled on the posture collar and ankle cuffs. I put on the wrist cuffs, but left them a little loose since I still needed to put on the top.

"Master, I'm ready for the skirt and top," I called down.

I didn't hear a reply, but the footsteps on the stairs told me everything I needed. I stood waiting, not sure if I should kneel, sit, stand or what.

Alex came in and looked at me surprised, "Whoa! I didn't know you could stand in those!"

I smiled and looked down, suddenly very pleased with all my training. "Yes, Sir. I can't walk in them, at least, not fast any way." I took a few unsteady steps to demonstrate.

"I see, girl," Alex stalked over to me. "Had I known that, I might have planned tonight a little differently, but no matter."

Alex walked over to me and came behind me. He pressed his warm body close to me, making me remember how much I missed having that body on me. He did something with my collar and a moment later I heard a 'click'.

I squirted a little when I heard that sound. Did he just lock the posture collar on me? He ran his hands down the back of the corset and three more clicks later and I was locked into the corset, too. Each click made me squirt some, so I was getting even more wet, and I was already pretty wet.

Alex came around front and pulled on the panties then put two locks through the loops on the front and locked me into my underwear. Damn, this was a lot of locks and I was getting more excited with each one. How many more locks did we have?

Alex showed me had a whole handful of locks. Where the hell were all of those going?

He then turned me around did something at the back of the panties and the base of my butt plug. Sure enough I heard a click. Did he just lock the butt plug in me? Then he reached down to the fastening strap on the boots and sure enough, put a lock through each of those. Well, I was in this outfit until he let me out.

He reached to the bed and helped me into the top and hobble skirt. I had a feeling about these items and sure enough, he pulled the skirt bottom tight and put a lock through that as well. Then he tightened the leather wrist cuffs around the sleeves of the top and locked those on as well. I saw he still had a few locks left. I was afraid to ask!

He smiled at me and reached into the closet and pulled out a familiar open mouth tube gag. I shuddered and squirted again. He buckled the harness on, sliding the tube into my mouth, he quickly buckled the harnesses and got everything nice and tight. Sure enough, he locked the gag onto me as well.

"Now, here's what we're going to do. We're going to play a little game. A scavenger hunt of a sort. You may have noticed all the locks," he said right by my ear.

I nodded, and murmured through the gag. I mean, it was hard to not notice them.

"Well, did you also notice I don't have any keys?" he said, smiling big.

That part I hadn't noticed. Oh hell, he was going to have me hunt for the keys to my bondage. That was going to be a task.

"So, here's the game. I've hidden all of your keys around the house, and yes some of them are on the lower floors, so you might have to make your way down the stairs. Can you manage that, girl?"

I hesitated, then nodded, murmuring "Yes, Sir" as best I could through the gag.

"Are you sure?" he asked seriously. "I don't want to push you too far."

I looked up at him, smiling around the gag, and nodding enthusiastically.

"Well, if you're so sure, let's make sure this is a real challenge," Alex pushed me down onto my knees and then onto my stomach. He pulled my ankles up and cuffed them to my wrists. Did he seriously just hogtie me?

I'd be mad if it didn't turn me on so much. Him being such a tease was turning me on even more and I was already pretty worked up!

"So girl, I'm going to set a timer. I think four hours should be plenty of time and if you don't get free by four hours, then I'll have a little punishment for you," he said menacingly by my ear.

I squirted in a mix of fear and arousal, and nodded, murmuring through the gag.

"You squirted, didn't you?" he laughed as I nodded and my cheeks turned beet red around the straps of the harness gag. "Let's also make sure you have some fun with this."

Suddenly, my plug began vibrating. It started high, but then went down to a lower level that left me throbbing and dripping with excitement, but still able to think.

"You better get moving girl, your four hours have already started," Alex said. "I'll be working if you need anything."

I squirmed around a little to get a feel for my bonds and to see how much movement I could get. As you can guess, it wasn't a lot. I also realized, even if I found most of the keys, I wouldn't be able to reach most of them until I got the hogtie key opened and maybe the wrist cuffs, too. This was going to be a long night.

Well, I wasn't getting free by squirming on the floor. I quickly looked around and didn't see any keys here. I briefly wondered how 'hidden' they were. Did he put them out in plain sight or would I have to stand up to get them?

Knowing Alex, I'd have to climb up. Though he was surprised I could stand in the ballet boots. I wonder if that's what he meant about things going differently?

So, I crawled and checked around the bed, but there was nothing on the floor. I pulled myself up and did see a set of keys sitting on the bed. Of course, they were in the middle of the bed. I pulled the comforter over and managed to get the keys on the floor.

I knew it was a fat chance, but I tried them in the few locks I could reach, but it wasn't any of those. Obviously, most of the locks were under the skirt and top, so I couldn't reach most of those. With my wrists bound to my hands, I couldn't reach most of the other locks. I could only reach the ones on my wrists and ankles.

I put the key in my hand, but I knew I wouldn't be able to carry many like that. So, I was hoping to at least pile a bunch of them together, maybe in the hallway?

I crawled and squirmed my way out into the hallway, trying to decide which other room to start. There were three other bedrooms and a full bathroom on this level, plus a hallway closet. That was a lot of territory to squirm/crawl through. Were they all going to be on the bed? I could hope.

I made my way back to Alex's old room, the furthest back on the left. I took a breather at the door as I scanned around. The breather mostly consisted of panting in my gag.

I didn't see anything in the front of the room, so I pulled myself up on the bed. Thankfully, I could see a key was sitting on the desk along the side wall. So, I dropped back down and made my way to the desk.

I pulled myself up on the chair, but since the chair rolled I could barely get the key. I eventually got it and got back to the floor. Trying the key and as expected it didn't fit any of the locks I could reach.

So, I made my way into the hallway and found another key on a bookshelf, but that one didn't fit either. Then I tried the bedroom opposite the Master bedroom. There were two keys in there one on the bed and one in the closet. Thankfully, Alex was merciful and left the closet door slightly open. That one actually unlocked the hogtie lock!

I went back to the hallway and now that I could reach more I tried the other keys and one of them worked on one of the ankle boots. I unlocked the boot, but kept it on for the moment. I figured if I need to use my feet, trying to maneuver with one ballet boot on was going to be even harder than managing both of them! I did manage to get the other three keys in my hand and hoped I be able to hang onto them for a while.

I knew I needed to make my way down the stairs now. Thankfully I could sit-up, so I sat on the top step and put my feet on the next stair down and inched my way down like that. It was a long, sweaty, tiring trip, but I eventually made it. I wasn't sure how long I'd taken upstairs, but I figured at least 20 minutes per bedroom and a half hour down the stairs, put me at least an hour and a half in, probably a bit more than that, but time was also weird that way. It could be a lot more or a lot less, especially if you were busy.