Rover
Youve been following me on Fetlife for a while now. Every time Ive deleted an account and started a new one, youve found me again. You love the way my body looks when its limp, , bound, , and you begin to fantasize about me. At first its just a passing thought, but as the months go by and my tempting statuses pile up; I just want someone to get me , drug me, and me. Is that so much to ask?, Isnt anyone going to wait for me outside of Publix in a white panel van and tie me up in the back?, and your personal favorite, just myself with crushed pms and some wine, going off for some self bondage Ill get stuck in. I mean, reasonably, how are you supposed to see these statuses and not begin to plan it out? I mention one day about getting a job off of Rover to house sit/dog sit for someone and you smile and look down at your dog. Youll find me on Rover, hire me to take care of your dog, and slowly gain my trust. It takes you a few hours to find me, but you eventually do. You send me a message, asking me to come over to walk your dog Monday through Friday. You set up in your house and leave out leather cuffs, penis gag, and a leg spreader bar in your office which you ask me to go and shut the door of so your dog doesnt go in. The next day I am in your home caring for your dog when I remember to go close your office door. I go to close it and see the cuffs, leg spreader, and penis gag. I get curious, close the door and go in. I pick up and look at the cuffs and study them a bit. I put them on my wrists, put the leg bar on my ankles, and put the penis gag in my mouth. I listen to make sure youre not home and put my wrists behind my back and clip them together. You smile as I play and struggle. I play for about 10 minutes and then I unhook the cuffs, clean the gag, and take off the leg spreader. You smile as I carefully put them all back and leave the office and close the door. The following day you ask me to close the second bedroom door and leave a ball gag, ankle cuffs that clip to the bed frame, and wrist cuffs with an arm bar. I think to myself how forgetful you are as I go to shut the door and see it on the bed. Again I am curious and go in. I text you and ask you what time youre getting back from your errands and you say youll be a bit longer today but that youll pay me for the time. You say youll be home in three hours and I agree to stay and hang up. I look down at the bed and jump on it. I cuff my ankles, put in the gag, clip my ankles to the bed frame up over my head, and put the arm bar under the small of my back and clip the cuffs in. I smile and start to struggle. You smile as you watch me mmmph and struggle against the binds. After almost an hour, I for about 30 minutes. You like that I feel comfortable. You watch me as I and when I wake its the same as yesterday. I clean the gag and put everything back as it had been and close the door. This goes on for a month and you start to build a relationship with me, from client to acquaintance to friend. Now is the time. You hire me to house sit/ dog sit for a week because youre, going out of town. You prepare and put the needles in your office. I come over and youve got the second bedroom all set up for me. Youve filled the fridge and even got me some ice cream. You also stowed away a jar of Nutella to eat off me later. You tell me you made a dozen cupcakes for me with blue icing and I smile. Blues my favorite color. You dont tell me that you crushed two whole bottles of pms into the batter because, well, whats the fun in that? You tell me to feel free to order food or cook and youll reimburse me when you get back. You give me a wave and head out to the garage. You turn on the and get out your iPad. You drive to Starbucks, go through the drive through get yourself a slice of cake and an espresso and wait. Once you leave, I take Petey outside to play with the frisbee. After about 30 minutes of play we both come in tired. Petey comes into the kitchen for water and I go to the pantry for a cupcake. Theyre calling my name. I also guiltily go and make a cocktail and go into the living room and turn on the tv. I find a movie and drink my cocktail first and then eat the cupcake. You see me stop the movie and go to the bathroom. On the way back, I trip over the edge of the rug and fall. It sounds like I hit the coffee table as I fell and I dont move afterwards. You suddenly panic and wonder if Im okay. You watch for a few more minutes, hoping to see me stir. When I dont, you turn on the engine and race back to the house. You screech into the driveway and come running in. Petey is sitting next to me in the living room whining. You call my name and I dont move. You kneel down next to me and turn me over slowly. You see a knot on my head, but luckily no . You call my name over and over, unsure if Im because of the cupcakes or the coffee table. You decide to move me to your bed. You pull me over your shoulder, and cant help but fondle and smack my ass as you take me to your room. You lay me down on the bed and cover me with your comforter. Petey hops up and lays next to me. You grab a dining room chair and come and sit next to the bed. Youll just have to wait and see. As you sit there, you cant help but help yourself to my 44Fs that are there for the taking. You leave my top on, but you twist my nipples and squeeze my breasts. About 5 minutes later I stir. I open my eyes and say, owwwwwwwwieeeeee. You lean forward and startle me. I tilt my head in question and you say you tried to call and didnt get an answer so you raced back because you were worried. I can barely keep my eyes open but I say sorry for causing you to delay your trip and that Im fine. I sit up and ask for some water. You suggest I eat something too, maybe a cupcake? I say, Yes, please. You bring back water and a cupcake. I eat the cupcake and were talking and you tell me youll leave tomorrow so you can be sure Im really fine. I apologize and you tell me Im more important. I feel myself blush and look away. You smile. As were talking, I get more and more tired. I suddenly ask you if youll lay next to me. I feel really weak and its a little scary. You oblige immediately. I wrap my arms around your arm and lay my head on your shoulder. I ask you to tell me about your job. You tell me about traveling and how you wish you had someone to go with you, you talk about wanting to share your life with someone and I mmm and awww. You realize a bit later that my breaths are very deep and Ive stopped responding. You slide out from under me and go to your office. You grab a needle with 3mg of alprazolam and stick it into my right butt cheek. I dont even stir. You start to take off my clothes; socks, shirt, pants, underwear, and bra. You remove your clothes and then straddle me on the bed. I dont move. You get up and go into the closet to get the rope. You tie my ankles and wrists to each of the corners of the metal bed frame and put a large red ball gag into my mouth. For the next 12 hours you keep me with the you prepared. You pull my ankles up and tie them to the headboard, grab a dildo and fuck me with it. You get the vibrator and tease me till Im completely wet. Now its your turn, my pussy is practically inviting you in. You insert into my virgin pussy and thrust until you physically cant anymore. My 44Fs are bouncing and lolling all over me as you thrust. You flip me over and adjust me for ass play. I told you a couple weeks ago that I started doing squats. You thank me silently. For the next 12 hours you tie me multiple times, fuck me in almost all the rooms in the house, and put your hands all over me. You feel so happy. You knew you liked me before, but you think those feelings might go deeper. You clean me up, put all my clothes back on me, and sit in the dining chair again and leaning on the bed. I wake up the next morning and reach for your hand to wake you up. You sit on the bed and hold my hand. How do you feel? You ask me. I tell you I feel like Ive for 2 days and you say, not quite. I get up and go to the bathroom and you get your bags packed up again. You leave for real for your trip this time, but leave the cameras on in the house and look forward to seeing me find all the gags, rope, tape, and goodies you left in the 2nd bedroom closet for me to find. You go on your trip and frequently open up your iPad to see me doing self bondage in the kitchen, in the bathroom, your bedroom, and every day I eat a cupcake and for 2-3 hours and you imagine what youll do to me next time. A week passes and you return. When you get back, I walk up to you and kiss you on the cheek. Youre startled and look at me and I say, thanks for leaving me some toys to play with. I had a great time. You smile and laugh and act a little embarrassed. We start talking about bondage and some of my fantasies. I mention that I want to be tied up, , carried over the shoulder….and a lot of others and you say, well maybe we could make that happen. My eyes light up and I kiss you on the lips. This is the start of something quite naughty and maybe very nice. Red rover, red rover, send Kya right over.
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