Tied to Her Job by Michael Jade

  • Wednesday, January 20, 2016
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  • Tied to Her Job
    by Michael Jade
    Short Fiction/ Paranormal Erotica/ BDSM/ Voyeurism/brief MM

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    An erotic short story...
    A haunted house tour turns kinky when Gary and Tim follow their hot, blonde tour guide down a forbidden hall to the carriage house, where the ropes and whips seem to have a mind of their own—and are focused on pleasure and pain.


    Excerpt:
    Tiffany seemed glued in place, her face a mask of confusion and fright as she whimpered just audibly. Gary’s jaw was open in disbelief as he continued to watch the girl’s big tits get groped by thin air. He glanced over at Tim, who appeared as dumbstruck as he was.
    “What the fuck?” Tim whispered. “Are you seeing this?”
    “How?” Gary asked.
    Tim just shrugged.
    “Shouldn’t we do something?” Gary whispered.
    “Oh, I’ll do something, all right.” Tim took out his cell phone and began snapping pictures.
    “You’re such a dick,” Gary whispered. “How is this even happening?”
    Still, Gary couldn’t deny the thought of the old house helping itself to the chick was kind of hot. She probably didn’t, though. Any minute he figured she’d scream or run. Something else apparently thought so too, because a rope rose up from a nearby post and floated rapidly towards Tiffany. The girl’s arms were yanked above her head, and the rope quickly wound around her wrists. She was soon secured with her arms above her head and tied to a low-hanging, overhead support beam.
    Gary felt his breath catch in his throat. “Oh, shit,” he breathed. Maybe he should scream and run.
    His feet began moving, but toward Tiffany. He should save her. It was the right thing to do. Her small moan, however, stopped him. It wasn’t a cry of fear. It sounded a lot more like lust. He licked his dry lips and watched as the girl’s nipples stiffened to poke against the thin fabric of her shirt. She was still wide-eyed with alarm, but her body was obviously betraying her. Tim kept snapping photos, and Gary realized the guy was also rubbing himself through his pants.