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Careless & Caught
Chapter 1
After almost ten years of marriage, I thought I knew my husband Rick. I
was apparently wrong. One evening I was looking on-line for some gift
ideas for my daughter for Christmas. I went into E-bay and was shocked
to see a list of previously viewed items. The last three items viewed
were a pair of high heeled woman's boots, a leather armbinder which is a
very severe looking restraint, and a sexy leather corset. Wondering what
my husband was up to I clicked on the items. These boots were very sexy,
they were made of red patent leather and laced up to the knee. They also
had a heel height of 6 inches.
As I looked closer I realized that the item had already sold, and the
boot was in a size 11. Then I noticed the name of the buyer it was
obvious that my husband had actually bought them. I had to assume that
with a size 11 that he had bought them for himself as these could
possibly feet his size 10 feet. The next thing I did was check the
armbinder and corset which he actually only viewed as he did not make a
bid on either of them. I realized that I needed his password to view all
of the other items he had purchased through E-bay. After several minutes
I found a list of his passwords and logged into his account. I was
shocked to see that he had purchased a pair of high heeled pumps with 6
inch heels and a pair of thigh high boots also with 6 inch heels over
the last several months. And they were both in a size 11.
The next day while he was doing some errands I searched the basement,
then finally finding his stash in the attic in an old suitcase. Inside I
found the 2 pairs of boots and 2 pairs of heels all with extreme heels,
I also found a pair of handcuffs, several pairs of both pantyhose and
women's panties. There was also a ball gag, some rope, chains, and a few
leather belts and 2 pairs of leather cuffs, one a little larger than the
other. I figured these to be wrist and ankle cuffs. There was also a set
of 4 locks with 2 keys. The same key opened all of the locks. We had
both fooled with bondage on the rare occasion but I never had any idea
that he was also into dressing up in high heels and boots. I stuffed
everything back in the suitcase wondering what I should do. Should I
come right out and ask him about it.
It gnawed at me all night, then I decided that I would need to catch him
in the act, and give him a taste of what real bondage would be like. The
next morning I went back into the attic and removed one of the locks and
the set of keys. I then hurried to the hardware store and found the same
set of locks and when I returned home I returned the lock and keys.
Then I went online and ordered an armbinder and leather corset identical
to what he had been checking out from a fetish store and had them put a
rush on the order. I also added a pair of black knee high boots for me
with 5-inch spiked heels and a matching leather corset. Figuring that I
could get him into them once he was bound I ordered a 28 inch corset
which was a little smaller than the one he had viewed. Then I went to a
local department store and picked up a leather skirt in his size and a
black lycra bodysuit in a size adult small which would fit him extra
tight.
The order arrived two days later and I quickly hid the stuff in the
spare bedroom with my other things. I had a long blonde wig that I had
used years earlier for a Halloween party and dug that out as well. It
appeared he was not into the make-up aspect of dressing I decided he
needed it if he was to get the full effect. So I also picked up some
false nails and eyelashes and replaced the keys to his locks with the
new keys, making sure the locks were all open.
That Saturday I arranged our daughter to spend the day at my sisters for
the day at the movies, and a sleepover as well. I told my husband that
we would have a lazy weekend alone, then Friday night I told him that I
had to work Saturday to finish a project that I had been working on as
the client was coming in from out of town. And that I had to accompany
my boss for dinner with the client and would not be home till around 8
pm.
The trap was set and at 9 am I left with my daughter to drop her off at
my sisters, then I was to continue onto work at least so my husband
thought. I left my car at my sisters and had her give me a ride back
home. We sat in the car around the corner and I called him on my cell
and asked him to pickup some clothes at the cleaners, explaining that
they close at noon and I needed them for Monday. Within five minutes he
left the house and I snuck back inside and after checking our bedroom
and finding his stash on the bed, I then positioned my vanity mirror at
an angle so I could see some of the bed from my hiding spot then I hid
in my daughters bedroom. About 10 minutes later my husband returned home
oblivious to the fact that I was home.
A few minutes later I he was obvious getting undressed and I could see
him putting on a pair of pantyhose. Then I could hear him zipping up a
pair of boots and the rustling of chains. The distinct sound of high
heels echoing as he moved around on the hardwood floor. As I heard him
sit on the bed I could only hope that he was not going to use the
handcuffs. If so I would have to move quick as to grab the keys were he
had them. They would likely be next to him on the bed. Then I heard him
lock two padlocks and the rustle of chains. Assuming he was locking his
ankles to the footboard with the cuffs and chains. I few minutes later I
heard the boiler fire up and began to creep from my hiding spot. The
rugs made it easy to move quietly into the hall with the sound of the
boiler helping to hide any noise. From the hall I could see his ankles
cuffed and padlocked to chains that were looped around the legs of the
bed frame. He was wearing the red knee high boots with the 6-inch heels.
Seeing the handcuffs on the floor I knew his wrists were locked in the
cuffs and I had the keys. As I walked by the doorway he did not hear me
as I glanced in and saw that he had gagged himself as well with the ball
gag.
I walked into the spare bedroom and began pulling the bags from the
closet. He obviously heard me and began struggling in his bondage.
Picking up a silk scarf and the digital camera, I returned to the other
room to find him struggling to get free with the useless keys. His arms
were locked over his head in the cuffs to a chain that was wrapped
around the center post in the headboard. He had a look of terror in his
eyes as I approached the bed and grabbed the keys from his hand.
"Having trouble with the keys sweetie? Why didn't you tell me about all
this?"
"You will pay for keeping this a secret and sneaking around."
As I walked towards the footboard, pausing briefly to rub his swollen
cock which was hidden beneath the panties and pantyhose, then I took
several pictures of him. Wearing just the boots, pantyhose and a pair of
tight panties. Then I wrapped the scarf around his eyes and tying it
tight behind his head.
"Don't go anywhere now," as I left the room to download the pictures and
make several copies of them.
Within 15 minutes I returned to the room wearing my new boots which I am
sure he could hear clicking on the hardwood, along with my new corset
and a black leather skirt. Covering everything with my long bathrobe. I
told him, "No excuses, and do not try to get free or remove your
blindfold or gag, otherwise those pictures will be emailed to some of
your friends. Do you understand?"
All he did was nod. With the other locks in hand, I released his booted
ankles and slipped his boots into the bodysuit then I attached both
cuffs to a chain about a 5 feet long. His ankles were separated by about
a foot and the remaining chain I brought up towards his waist. Then
after pulling the bodysuit up over his hips I released his hands and
after having him push his arms into the bodysuit and pull it up over his
shoulders. Then I reattached them to the chain near his upper thighs.
I then grabbed the chain at his wrists and said, "Get up, we are going
to the basement, and relax. I will help you."
Grabbing one of the other lengths of chain and the remaining locks, we
were off to the basement. He was definitely struggling in the boots and
the short chain but we managed to get downstairs. Once there I removed
his blindfold after a few seconds he immediately glanced at my boots
which were only partially hidden. I then told him to do as I say and the
pictures will remain our secret, then I had him nod in agreement. Moving
a chair next to him I sat down backwards in the chair and told him to
tighten the laces in my corset. Which he eagerly managed even with the
cuffed wrists.
Once it was fairly tight I told him to stop and wrap the laces around my
waist and tie them off in back. When I got up I asked him if he liked my
outfit he nodded right away. Then I hung the extra chain over the main
supports and after releasing his hands I cuffed them high over his head
to the chain. Then I released one of his ankles and slip the loose end
of it inside a metal pipe about 3 feet long. Then slid the pipe up to
his ankle that was still chained.
Slapping his inner thighs a few times and a few moans later his legs
were spread wide I attached the other end to his other ankle. Now his
arms were pulled tight and his legs were spread wide as he teetered in
the stiletto heeled boots. I then returned upstairs for a plastic baggie
and some ice along with a leather cock harness that I had him wear on
several occasions. Once I returned I pulled the bodysuit to the side and
grabbed his panties and dropped the bag of ice inside, as he shock his
head pleading for me not to do it. Within 30 seconds he was totally limp
and I removed the ice and locked the cock harness onto his now shrunken
cock.
Then I moved behind him and wrapped the leather corset around his waist,
"Since you like mine I figured would like one too."
She chuckled, as she began tightening the laces by the time she had
finished I had a hard time catching my breath. Pulling down at the
bodysuit she inserted a pair of heavy foam breasts that would stay put
beneath the bodysuit and cups of the corset. Lowering his hands I help
him keep his balance and had him swing his legs around until he was
facing a support column. I then wrapped a heavy strap around his
corseted waist and the column. Then cuffed his hands behind his back.
Then I quickly strapped his elbows painfully tight together forcing them
to almost touch. Then I grabbed the armbinder and released his wrists
and slipped his hands inside and positioned the straps over his
shoulders, securing them loosely. Then I began tightening the laces and
when I got to his elbows I released the strap. Fifteen minutes later his
arms were totally helpless and his elbows almost touching.
Then I released his ankles and sat him in a chair, sitting backwards.
Tying his ankles to the legs I sat in front of him and began to shave
his face then I began to apply his make-up, a base coat to hide his
stubble, eyeliner and false lashes false. I warned him not to say a word
as I removed the gag and applied a heavy coat of lipstick on him. I
released his ankles and had him step into the leather skirt I had bought
him. Finally I attached the wig and walked him over to the mirror.
The look on his face said it all, he looked better than I ever imagined,
when I asked him what he thought he said just said, "incredible, I never
used makeup before thinking I would look hideous. But why are you doing
this?"
"I am just giving you the full treatment, your fantasy. I found your
stash and found a few items on e-bay that you had been looking at. You
are to refer to me as Mistress or Mistress Rhonda for now on, at least
when we have our playtime is that understood."
He replied, "Yes Mistress."
Then I told him to open up and I re-gagged him and walked him to were I
had the chain hanging. Then I pulled his arms up high behind his back
and after some difficulty I managed to slide his bodysuit panties and
pantyhose out of the way and inserted a remote control butt plug in his
virgin ass. He struggled slightly but a sharp smack on the ass later,
and he calmed down.
"I hope you're comfortable as it is going to be a long weekend for you."
As I lowered his arms and sat at the edge of the bed, pulled up my skirt
and said, "Get over here and kneel. Now I am going to remove your gag
and you know what to do and it better be good for your sake."
I gave him a quick jolt from the remote to get him going...
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