Though the premise and title may be similar, we think you will find this story is more intriguing in its twists and turns. Also as before the first of each chapter is from the dominant's perspective, the last of each from the victim's. She had been making my life miserable for several months. I begged her to change my grade just from a C to a B-. She was a half Thai and half Chinese mix with the exotic beauty of both.
We appreciate your votes and comments and hope you enjoy reading it as much as we did writing it. One lousy point was the difference in making the 3.5 GPA to qualify for a status grad school but she wouldn't budge. Her name was Kelli Hu, like the actress but her students just called her Miss Kelli. To the Dean and anyone in power she was professional, polite and a hard worker. She was what many men and women fantasize about until they saw her dark side or rather her mean streak. My reverie was interrupted when I heard her moan in her sedated sleep.
The same club I was sitting in right now and where Kelli would spend the whole week.
I would have enjoyed seducing her though I had no idea if she was bi at all.
I realized then that she was worse than a whore, she was a tease. It was only a matter of time till someone forcibly changed that behavior. I might even give her an orgasm in her sleep, I thought.
I had enough psych courses and been around the D/s scene long enough to know that subconsciously, that is exactly what she wanted and needed. It would be the last purely pleasant one she would get for a while.
I got to Miami ahead of her, taking the Friday night redeye, while she was booked on an early Saturday flight, and staked out her hotel. Basic furniture, built in cupboards, a toilet area. One by one, still in a fog, I took inventory of the surroundings. I held up my wrist and a leather bracelet with rings was revealed!
She was oblivious to everything as she headed for her first night club, so it was easy to follow her unnoticed. A light chain was connected to a ring on the bracelet, and when I raised my wrist higher, I realized the chain was linked to my other wrist restraint, and also to leather ankle cuffs, and to something around my neck! I was naked, alone, chained, and I had no idea what had happened. I needed to pee, so I managed to stagger to the toilet to relieve myself, taking short choppy steps. There was no seat on the toilet, just the porcelain bowl.