I am sitting here, just thinking to myself, wondering how I ever got here. I am turning 32 this month, and I feel like I am quickly approaching 40. It is frightening as well as exciting, I feel like I have come a long way. I file a smile creeping up, just thinking back on my first experience with bondage.
I was eighteen, and had started my first job. I was working in a pizza place at the mall. I didn’t finish high-school, I just didn’t have the patience. Eventually I obtained a G.E.D. I am just not one of the crowd.
This place had told me I would start as a cashier, and eventually be trained to become a manager. I should have seen the bullshit coming a mile away. I put all my effort into my job, and I was fast as lightning and accurate as well. But I wanted to learn more, to grow, to be promoted, or at least recognized for my efforts. The managers that came and went were immature and some of them grabby. So much for being promoted, each time a manager was moved to another store or quit, the company would bring someone in. I quickly learned that I wasn’t really going to get anywhere. When the owner of the restaurant came by to visit the store, he saw me, and told my manager to give me a raise. He said “sure”. The owner said he meant it, give me a raise, he said he liked the way I worked. I was so excited, but a month later I still didn't get a raise. I asked the manager, Will. His answer? “You ought to get yourself a husband to support you; you don’t need a raise, you need a husband”. I got so mad, and asked where the heck he gets off saying shit like that. He said with that mouth, I won’t get far, so I’d be better off finding someone to take care of me. I told him, I didn’t need someone to take care of me, I needed my raise, one that I had earned.
Will kept being a jerk for a while, then he let me move to the pizza station and learn to make pizza, I was happy for a bit. Sometimes we would stay late, just him and I to close. He used to tell me about his wife, and go into detail on some of what they tried in bed, and he told me some personal things about her. I wasn’t sure he was being truthful, I guessed he just wanted to shock me, so it was like I game. I tried to keep up with his smart ass, and it became entertaining.
One lucky day, Will came back after his lunch break, I was in the back getting some dough. He waved a check in front of me, and told me this was his Christmas bonus. He said It could be mine; if I come hang out with him to a hotel after work. I told him to go stick it where the sun don’t shine, and please enjoy. He said “fine” and put it in his pocket. I thought about it overnight, I could sure use the money. I kept thinking of how I could possibly get away with it. The next day I asked him to show me again. He showed me the check, it was for $2,000. Not much, but for me it was. It would help me a lot with my bills and school. I was sharing an apartment, but I didn’t make that much in the first place.
I told Willy I would meet him, where does he want to go? He wanted me to go in his car. I said “hell no!”. I had some bad experiences that involved trusting others. I would ask my roommate Gabrielle to take me there.
Gabrielle took me to the hotel, I asked her to wait for me please, I would not be long. She sat at the lobby bar and told me to not worry, the bartender is cute, she would happily wait there.
When I got to the room, Willy was lying on the bed, and he had gotten us some Chinese food and I saw a bottle of champagne on the nightstand, waiting in a bucket of ice. He had a beer on his side of the night stand. He had poured me a glass of the champagne. Hey! Might as well drink up. I had a plan and I was going to need some courage to go through with it. I had some food, we watched part of a movie and chatted for a bit. I told Willy I was going to need him to endorse the promised check now, since I was here, and hanging out as promised. He did that, and handed it to me. I drank more champagne and headed for the bathroom with my glass. My heart was beating a little faster; this was going to be fun. I showered and when I came out, sure as shit, he was down to his shorts, lying on the bed. Made me smile, but not for the reasons he had in mind.
I had a soft bath robe that was in the bathroom on, walked up to the bed and smiled softly. I pulled off the belt on the bathrobe slowly, he was smiling and said “now we’re getting somewhere!” We sure were, I crawled up to him, kissed him and took his wrists. He had told me just enough of his personal sex life that I knew it would be easy. I tied his wrists and secured them to the headboard above his head. I then grabbed my bra, took the straps off, and tied his ankles together. I asked if this is what he wanted, he was telling me something, but I was distracted. I took my headscarf and showed it to him so he could smell it; yes cruel I know, but he deserved this. I used it to blind fold him, he tried to lick my arm, ewww. Once blindfolded, I reached for his phone on the nightstand. I checked his texts, and found his home number, with his wife’s name on it, “Jenny”. I told him, “I have to go now, I have school tomorrow morning, so I will call your wife so she can come untie you. May this be a lesson to you, I could have gone through your phone, taken your car, your wallet and your pants. Let’s see how you explain this to Jenny. She is a great lady, and also gorgeous, it’s time she straightens your ass out.” He started objecting vehemently, and trying to get loose. I heard some choice words, including “bitch”, which I took as a compliment. I told him, he should shush now; Jenny would be on the line shortly, it’s ringing. He got quiet quickly; I got dressed and walked out as I head her voice “Hey dear, what’s up? Hello? Hello” Will?” He said “Hi honey, I had an issue, I am in trouble and need some help. I was abducted and I need help to get home please. I swear it! I was carjacked and left in a hotel…” yeah let her deal with it. As I walked out, I grabbed the bottle of champagne, anyway, who abducts a guy and leaves champagne? Slick Willy was now on his own. As you can see, my first experience with bondage was not ideal, but I have gotten so much better since then.
Hello, my name is Francesca, I am about to face hitting forty head on. I can’t tell if I am excited or freaked out. I want you to get to know me, all of me. I want to put all my laundry out for the world to see the most intimate parts of me, mind, body, and soul. I think I am full of surprises, so don’t blink!
This is a book in progress. I am writing it now, and you can read my progress in Tablo.
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