I'm lying on the sofa in the dark. My mind is doing somersaults. When she caught up with me at the lift she was all tender and nice, caressing my hair and talking to me in a soothing manner. At last she told me that her name is Charon. Then she showed me the leash. First i didn't get what it was but when i got it i was immediately intrigued. Then she tenderly put the collar around my neck. I jumped a bit, but then it felt kinda reassuring. I'm not alone after all, there's someone who wants me, cares for me. She probably was just carried away earlier.
She seems to care about me after all, and she's right: Going out in a short skirt and top at this time of day is not the smartest thing to do for a girl.
I listen intently, but can't hear any sound from her bedroom. I think about my crazy day. How i was hurt when i saw my bf with that chick, how i was overwhelmed by the presence of Charon in the bar and the cab. And then i remember the lust and arousal i felt when i sucked her, smelled her sex and tasted her sweet juice. My hand goes down between my legs and starts to play with my clit. It doesn't take me long to cum. I still can't sleep and finally i get up and tiptoe over to the bedroom door. I open it a crack and listen to Charon's regular breathing for a long time. Then i walk to the large bed and slide in under the covers. She awakens enough to turn in her half sleep and to drape an arm over my hip, her hand cupping my breast.
„I knew you would come, sweetheart. You shouldn't be alone, a girl like you should never sleep alone.“ Her lips are caressing my neck, her full breasts brush against my back and her hand wanders down my belly to my pussy. She plays with my pussy for some time and then she suddenly stops and leaves the bed. She gets back and attaches a leash to the collar, which I had completely forgotten i was still wearing. The leash she then ties to the bed. Then she turns me on my belly and cuffs my wrists, locking them together.
„You'll see, being tied up will set you free.“