WEDNESDAY . . .
The water keeps
rising ever so slowly and I can't get loose! Per her instructions I have locked
leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles and am chained into the tightest hogtie I
could get myself into! No matter which way I try to roll or struggle, I'm just
barely keeping my head out of the cold water!
Screaming into
my gag as much as possible . . . she hasn't returned since dropping that hose
into the pool and watching the beginning of my torture! It's just a small two-foot
tall pool with thin floppy sides . . . but God Dammit! To someone bound like I
am, it might as well be a hundred feet deep!
It doesn't help
me at all that the whole bottom was coated in the most slippery lube imaginable
before I got in. Where in the hell do you buy lube by the Gallon?!?!? She has to be coming back! Either to let me go or watch me Die!
This makes no
sense to just leave me to Die struggling alone. She finally comes back! Thank
God! As slippery as the floor of the pool still is under the water, I manage to
turn myself so she can undo the locks on my wrists . . .
I don't feel her
doing so! Instead, I see that she's placed a taller outdoor lawn chair next to
the pool and climbed up onto it for the best view possible of my last few
minutes alive! "MMMMMGGG!" My only goal at this point is to find a
way to not drown Today!
As much as my
efforts are being spent on saving myself, the fact she's taken off her bright
pink bikini top and is now caressing the most unbelievable pair of breasts I've
ever seen catches my attention! In the middle of all of this, it still makes my
cock hard! WTF? Dude! You are about to DIE!
By now the hard
leather of the locked in place cuffs has been drawing blood from my wrists and
ankles, but they are not breaking open or coming off! The lube is preventing me
from getting to my knees with hopes of forcing myself over the side to freedom.
Her free hand is
now down the front of her bikini bottoms and she's in full on Finger Fuck Mode!
The Thrill of having me in self-bondage and then tossing in the hose, which
will inevitably lead to my Death, is helping this Bitch Get Off!
As pissed off and as totally disgusted as I am right now at
that thought . . . my fucking little brain couldn't be making my cock any harder
as I keep catching myself staring at her as she masturbates! So often when
someone masturbates, they look and make some ugly or nasty faces . . . which
could be a turn off . . .
. . . Not this
Murdering Bitch . . . she's in full on Pornstar Orgasm
and couldn't look Sexier! If I can find a way to not Die Today, I'm going to
Fuck that Bitch until the Cows come home . . .
AUCTION . . .
It's early
Monday Morning and the Richest Sexiest Woman at the Charity Auction Won my
Donated Services for the Next seven Days. That part didn't surprise me at all. It's
always the Rich ones that end up winning me.
She had me at
her beckon call for all her tedious Rich Lady needs like washing and waxing her
car, mowing her lawn, taking out the trash, and looking down at me the whole
time . . . or worse . . . just ignoring me as I do all her dirty work.
Been here before
and I was ready and willing to do my part for Charity. Never had any expensive
stuff I could donate, so the Gift of my Time and Back was all I could give. At
least this time, I lucked out with one of the Hottest Winners I've had the
privilege of being Won by.
At least I can
fantasize about her having me mow her private lawn while I wax her overly
expensive car. I could stare into her deep dark eyes for hours and never get
bored of her staring back. I learned pretty quickly
that this is a good thing . . . there's going to be a lot of staring . . .
Arriving at 1234
Rich Street, I strip down to my muscle shirt and jeans and start to walk
towards the Garage. That's where I always end up when the Hot ones Win the
Auction . . . Jacqueline calls out to me, "Wait, where are you
going?"
"I'd
figured you needed some Garage related stuff done." Ok, that sounded really stupid . . . Idiot! Maybe this is the one time where
the Hot Chick has indoor projects for me . . . way indoors . . . "I have
something I need done in my Den . . . Follow me."