The Client: Part 1


You sit on the bed in the hotel room. You had let yourself into the room after finding the key hidden as described in my email. The room is your basic run of the mill hotel room with a bathroom by the entrance and two queen size beds with a desk and television. On the bed next to you lies various amounts of bondage material, including different varieties of handcuffs, legirons, and prisoner transport chains. There is also black leather cuffs with locking mechanisms and clips, duct tape and bondage tape, various lengths of rope, some medical restraints, and a straight jacket.

Next to the bondage gear you see a variety of gags, including different types of ball gags, gags with covers, and blindfolds. Next to the blindfolds and gags lies a variety of clothing including jeans, sweatpants, shorts, shirts, hoodies, many different types and colors of socks and underwear, and an orange two-piece and black and white striped two-piece prison uniform. Along the floor of the bed lie a couple of pairs of shoes, Adidas sandals, and tan and orange prisoner sandals. The email I sent said I would arrive within 5 minutes of your arrival to the room, so you sit and wait patiently.

The sound of the hotel room unlocking gets your attention as your turn to the entrance to see me walking in. Dressed in jeans, a long sleeved blue Puma zip-up, and blue and gray Nike Air Maxes, I walk in and drop my key off on the counter. I kick my off my Nikes to reveal my black Nike socks and make my way over to the bed your are sitting on. "Mr Foster?" I ask.

"Yes, that's me," you reply.

"Hey, I'm your tie up person for the evening. You can call me TS if you'd like, but when we start you can call me whatever you want. Come on over to the desk so we can work out this contract." I make my way over to the desk and sit. You follow and sit in the empty chair.

"Okay, Mr. Foster," I say, "You have agreed to a two hour session. The first hour is $300, the second hour is $200. You have already paid $300 to book your session, so now I must receive payment on the next $200."

You bring your credit card out and hand it to me. "Here you go," you say. I pull out my phone and swipe your card and charge the correct amount. The transaction goes through.

"Okay, Mr. Foster, you are all paid up. First, before we begin, I need to go over the rules and conditions. You have already agreed to them but I must remind you again so that you can sign the contract I have here. First, the session is two hours, however, there will be a half-hour break between the hours. I don't want to get all cramped up and I will need to stretch. If you decide later you want to add additional hours that's fine but I will have to take a break between then as well. Agree?"

You nod your head and I continue. "Second, boundaries. I agree to follow your orders and commands, however, I will not follow any command or order that will potentially hurt me. I also will not lick or kiss anything including you, your shoes, body parts, etcetera. You can touch me as much as you want to apply restraints, tie me up, and even tickle me. However, you are not allowed to touch my genitalia or my butt without permission. You also cannot place your fingers or any other bodily appendages in any opening such as my mouth or ears. However, there are several gags and socks you can use to gag me with at any time. Just no body parts."

"Third, clothing. I have a variety of clothing you can use to dress me in. You are also allowed to bring any clothing you want to see me in as long as I approve it beforehand. Did you bring anything?"

"I brought a baseball uniform and a soccer uniform," you tell me, as you hand me the bag. I look inside and see a white and blue baseball uniform with blue long socks and a green soccer uniform with long green socks. I take the outfits out and put them on the bed.

"Those outfits are approved. For clothing, you can have me down to my underwear but that is all. I cannot be naked. If you want me to change my underwear to a different kind I will need to step into the bathroom for that, which that counts as part of your hour. Other clothing changes can be performed in front of you as long as I still have underwear on. I can be shirtless and barefoot, but I must have my underwear on while in your presence. You may also remove clothes off of me, as long as you leave my underwear on. You, however, must remain fully clothed, unless you go to the bathroom. Understand?"

"Yes," you reply.

"Great!" I tell you. "Fourth, restraints. I have a variety of restraints and bondage equipment for you to use. You can bound me in any position you would like as long as I can make it in that position. The break is because I shouldn't be in a difficult position for longer than an hour. However, you can tie me up and re-tie me up as much as you want. You are in control as long as you follow the aforementioned rules."

"Fifth, photography. You can take as many pictures and videos as you would like for your personal consumption only. You are not allowed to post them online or share them with anyone. If you break this stipulation, you will be fined $10,000. So take as many as you would like, just don't share them."

"Lastly, there are hidden cameras in this room that are being monitored. If you break a rule or overstep a boundary, the observer will come in and the session will end. You will not receive a refund. If you are unsure, just ask, if I nod my head it is okay. If I shake my head it is not. However, as long as you follow the rules I mentioned, you will be fine. Any questions?"

"No," you say. "I'm excited to begin. Where do I sign?"

"Sign here on the line." You pick up the pen and sign your name. "Excellent, thanks for being a customer. We will begin shortly, I have a timer that I will set for the first hour. When the bell rings I need to be released as soon as possible." I grab the timer, place it on the dresser, and set it for an hour. "Whenever you want to begin, let me know and I will start it."

"You can start it now," you tell me.

I click the start button. "I'm yours," I tell you.

"Get on the bed, slave," you tell me. I follow your command. "Call me master anytime I ask you a question. Understand slave?"

"Yes, master," I reply, obediently.

"Lie down on the bed face down, slut," you order me. I do as I am told. You walk over to the bed and grab three pairs of chain handcuffs and lie them down by my feet. "Hands behind your back." I place my hands behind my back and feel the cold steel on my left wrist as you grab my hand and push and the cuff until it encircles my wrist. You repeat the motion with my right wrist, securely locking my hands behind my back. "You enjoy being handcuffed, slave?" you ask me.

"Yes, master, I like it very much," I reply.

You make your way down to the bottom of the bed near my feet. You rub your hands along my black socked feet, moving down to the heel and giving a slight tickle. I squirm. "I like your socks, slave. I will have a lot of fun with them tonight." You grab another pair of handcuffs, the larger ones, and cuff my socked feet together. You grab the chain of the cuffs on my feet and pull them until my socks are in the air. You take the third pair of handcuffs and cuff the chain of my feet cuffs to the chain of my handcuffs, effectively creating a hogcuff. "How does that feel my slave?" you ask.

"It feels wonderful, master," I tell you like a good slave would.

You grab a red ball gag from the bed and bring it over to me. "Time to shut you up for a bit, open your mouth. I open my mouth and you place the red ball in my mouth and buckle the strap behind my head, gagging me. "Try to talk, slave." I try to talk but only mumbles come out. You take a step back to enjoy your handiwork. You laugh and say, "Boy, I'm going to have a lot of fun with you tonight, slave boy."

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