It was Nicole’s first and last out call as a domme. The 19 year old had received the message on a kink site and been giddy with excitement. $2000 and it was some old woman who was in to bondage. All she could think was how easy this would be. Tie up some old hag old enough to be her mother for a couple of hours and the money was hers.
She left on time, texting the woman to say she was on her way. She got a cab to the address listed, it appeared to be some run done area filled with abandoned warehouses. As the taxi pulled away she looked around to get her bearings and find out where this kooky old woman lived. As she looked up at the buildings the wind sent a chill through her. Her coat offered little protection and underneath her pvc domme outfit felt exposing. She was starting to feel less powerful out here, perhaps it was time to call a taxi home.
Just then a Mercedes Benz drove up the road and stopped, inside an older woman wound down the window.
“Goddess Nicole I presume? So sorry for the secrecy, I have to be discrete with my desires, do get in and I will drive you to my actual house so we can begin.” The lady cooed, her soft voice so warming. Still, something about this didn’t feel quite right to Nicole, a red flag had gone off somewhere in her brain. She took a look around again and hopped in.
“Here’s your money Goddess” the lady spoke again, tossing Nicole a bag filled with notes.
“G-good girl” said Nicole, stammering, why did she feel nervous? She was the one in control. She flicked her fingers through the notes as they drove, it was all there.
Nicole noticed her phone hadn’t had any signal since getting in the car, which she put down to the fact they were out of the city centre now. She glanced down at it nervously, who would she even call? This woman wasn’t a danger, and she was a sex worker, hardly innocent in the eyes of the law.
The car pulled into a driveway of a large stately home and a garage opened, allowing the car to go in without neighbors seeing the passengers.
“Here we are Goddess. My castle is your castle.” The woman grinned.
“This - is your place? Wow.” Nicole couldn’t help but be impressed as the two exited the garage into the house, a large open hallway with wooden stairs leading up and doors on either side leading to unknown other wings of the house.
“Oh it’s large but terribly lonely, and I have been so naughty.” cooed the woman, reminding Nicole she should be in ‘domme mode’ now.
“Right, right. Take me to your living area. And fetch me a drink.” Nicole said, regaining her confidence, any doubts from before slipping to the back of her mind.
“Yes Goddess, right this way, wine OK?” the lady said timidly as she lead Nicole into a large lounge area.
“Yes and hurry back, I want to play with you.” Nicole stated. While she loved the role of domme she had 0 attraction to this woman, the sooner she had her tied up the sooner she could go through the motions and be done.
Something was still niggling at the back of her mind, making her on edge. The wine would help calm her nerves she thought, placing her bag of toys down and sitting on the plush, expensive sofa.
The pervy old woman, Nicole recalled her name was Gloria, hurried back with the wine and handed it to Nicole.
“No give it to me on your knees.” ordered Nicole, relishing in this old woman’s subservience as the woman knelt and offered the wine to the young goddess again.
Nicole snatched the wine and took a big gulp before resting the wine on the table and going to her bag. She pulled out some wrist cuffs she had bought from the store and walked around the kneeling woman. Nicole loved how subs admired her young body and although her only experience up to now had been online, she felt that same hot feeling flush through her. Her cheeks blushed with arousal and she felt a little dizzy. Wait… how strong was that wine?
Gloria looked up at the pretty domme walking around her, and smiled as she noticed the young girl sway a little with her steps.
“Now - now it’s time to play.” Said Nicole, fighting the dizziness. She knelt down and tugged Gloria’s wrists together behind her back and fumbled with the cuffs. The catches were proving difficult and she struggled to get them undone.
“I can help Goddess, let me do everything for you like a good slave.” offered Gloria, who got up and took a look at the cuffs. Nicole nodded along, still dizzy, good slaves did do everything for their owners though, how dumb and eager this submissive old woman was. She giggled and sat in one of the dining chairs in the room.
“I think they just need tinkering Goddess, let me just try on you and then you can tie me up nice and tight Goddess once we know they work.” Gloria wrapped a cuff deftly around Nicole’s wrist, showing the domme how the catches work. “See Goddess, simple locking mechanism will keep me in my place for you to use.” With a click the leather wrist cuffs mechanism locked and Nicole looked down at it, trying to focus. Something was very very wrong.
“I - I think it’s…” Nicole tried to take control but Gloria was already busy tugging Nicole’s wrists together behind her back.
“Now Goddess I think this other one clicks like this which makes it impossible to undo without the key and the right angle.” Nicole felt the click and tugged, the wrist cuffs now bound her hands tightly behind her back.
“Oh Goddess, let’s make sure these other toys work too before you look silly trying to put them on me.” Gloria reached into Nicole’s bag and pulled out a ball gag. “Yes this is perfect, I will look so hot in this for you Goddess.” Gloria purred as she lifted it up and stuffed it into Nicole’s mouth. Nicole, dizzy from the wine looked up confused as she felt Gloria’s firm hands puling her into place. This wasn’t how things were meant to go. She was in charge. This woman paid Nicole to use her.
“Oh aren’t you adorable Goddess. You don’t look like a Goddess though, you look more like a slave. A dumb little slave pretending to be a domme. Look at you, and to think you were going to charge me $2000 to tie me up? Silly girl, slaves don’t get to charge do they? They pay to be tied up.”
Nicole began yelling into the gag as her head spun. She watched as Gloria took the money back from her purse and walked away to stash it somewhere. Nicole didn’t have the coordination left to try and run, she made it 2 steps before falling hard. She heard Gloria return behind her, felt rope being slipped around her legs, made a last attempt to pull free before letting the dizzy fuzzy drug fuelled stupor take hold.
“Now slave, do you have the money to pay to be my sub slut?” Gloria asked, kneeling beside her captive. Nicole slowly shook her head, tried to tell the woman she didn’t want to be a submissive. She was a domme, they had agreed that money was hers, but all that came out were muffled moans.
“No money to pay me? Well that’s no good, I guess you’ll have to work off your debt to me after our session. Now little slut, my rates a little higher and my sessions a little longer than a new girl like you might be used to, but that’s OK, you can spend years paying me back for the pleasure of being my toy.
Nicole moaned but it was helpless. This old woman would destroy her.
