Ann: A Love Story Ch. 71

"YOU DON'T HAVE A KEY!"

I was astounded by what Carol had just told me...so much so that I actually shouted in response. Carol stood in front of me, with a panicked look on her face. She was not only naked and covered with my cum, she was now handcuffed.

"I didn't say that I don't have A key. I said...I don't HAVE the key. You know...WITH me."

"Well where is it?" I asked, thinking about the predicament we were suddenly in.

"It's at your place," she sighed.

"The hotel?"

Carol's expression changed, from the one of slight fear she had when the metal bracelet clicked shut against her right wrist...to one of minor disappointment. "I told you...I don't want to think of it as a hotel, Neil. That's where you live right now...so it's YOUR place."

"This is hardly the time to get into a debate on the semantics of where I live right now, Carol. Don't you think?"

"I suppose. I was just saying..."

"Fine...what's the key doing at MY place?"

"I left it there...I thought that I might want to do this tonight. And I liked the idea of you taking me there cuffed...but I was hoping I'd be dressed. I never dreamed you would do this," she said as she turned sideways and showed me her hands bound together behind her back.

"I told you...what's the point of wanting to be 'taken' if you know when it's coming?"

"Well I know that now," she said as she leaned back onto her desk. "What are we going to do?"

"Well, I suppose I could take you into the maintenance room and find something to cut them in half. Then you could at least get dressed."

"I just got them. I don't want to ruin them before I ever get to use them," she pouted.

"Well, then there's only one other thing to do," I said, moving over and taking Carol by the elbow, leading her toward the door.

"What's that?"

"The same thing I'd do if you were Ann. I'd just make you go like you are," I said as I flashed a little grin.

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"I can't believe I'm doing this," Carol said, a little tremble running through her body again.

"Just think of this as me making you do it," I said as I stole another glance at her sexy body.

"Making me do it?"

"That's kind of Ann's thing. She gets excited by the thought of being MADE to do things that she says she normally wouldn't do. It's the core of the whole idea...you know, of not being in control of what's happening to you. That turns her on."

"Huh," Carol said as she sank back into the passenger seat of my car. "I never thought of it that way. At least...I never thought it all the way through like that." I reached over and tweaked Carol's nipple, making her jump a little. "HEY...what was that for?"

"To remind you that you're not in control right now...I am...so get used to it," I laughed.

"I'm not sure I'm ever going to get used to driving around town without a top on," she said as she stared out the window.

~*~*~*~*~*~

I'd taken Carol back through the front lobby, turning off the lights to the hallway as we went. Illuminated just by the grayish light coming through the front doors, we walked down the gradually darkening hallway to the door she'd went through earlier to go to the bathroom. I opened the door, and Carol had me flip on the light so we could make it back to the bathroom.

In truth, Carol had really gone to her friend Martina's office. Martina was the company nurse, and we walked first into the nurse's station, which was more like a doctor's exam room. It was eerily similar to the one I'd taken my physical in at the local hospital...the room I'd fucked Carol in on the day I met her. There was a bathroom just off the exam room, but that wasn't where Carol had gone.

On the other wall was the door to Martina's office, which was where Carol had undressed...and we went inside so I could help Carol put her cloths back on. I helped her put her jeans on...although I refused to button them or zip them up. I left the front pulled down like a 'V', showing off more of her bare pelvic region. But they weren't in danger of falling off. In fact, I had a hell of a time getting them over her hips. In fact, they were so tight I was beginning to think she'd have to go without them before I finally got them in place.

As for Carol's top...well, it was in the back of my car. She'd taken it off to tease me on the way to the plant, removing it slowly, before putting her jean jacket back on a minute or so later. She'd kept it buttoned up while Ivan, the lead technician that was installing the equipment in my department, gave me a private tutorial. But once we'd finished that a little over three hours later, Carol wanted to take me on a tour of the plant. I just didn't know at the time that she wanted to do it while she was naked.

Now, she was naked from the waist up, and there was no way to solve that easily. Not with her hands cuffed behind her back. I couldn't get her jacket on, and draping it over her shoulders might make her a little warmer once we went outside in the rain, but it wasn't going to cover her big tits. And that was the price she was going to have to pay. After all, she'd said she liked the idea of me taking her back to, well...my place, in handcuffs.

I hung Carol's jacket over her the handcuffs, in effect hiding the fact that she had them on. Although one would have to wonder why anyone would choose to walk around topless, while holding their coat behind their back the way Carol was. But that was beside the point. I was too busy staring at how the angle of Carol's arms was pushing her chest forward, making her tits jut out farther. I cupped them for a moment as I stared into her eyes, and she offered an innocent smile...one that betrayed how she was feeling inside. She was turned on to no end, no matter how much she whined about the situation she was now in.

I offered no apology for handcuffing her without knowing the way Carol had wanted to be taken back to my place. Sure, it would have still been erotic and exciting if she was wearing her jean jacket and I'd cuffed her then. I still could have exposed her if I'd wanted to. But this was better. It was more dangerous. And that made it more real than if she'd tried to stage the event, like she had originally planned. After all, what's the point of wanting to feel you have no control, if you're going to try and control the situation from the start? No...this was better. This was sexual tension at its bare essence.

I grabbed the flashlight she'd placed on Martina's desk, and led Carol back out into the plant, making sure I stopped by and grabbed the carton of training manuals that Ivan had gotten for me. I commented to Carol how it was a shame that he'd left already, because I was sure he would have loved to see her like she was, half-naked and covered in cum...mine.

Carol let out another little shudder and a low moan as I headed towards the warehouse where we'd come into the building.

"Stay close, Sunshine. I wouldn't want you to get left behind like you are now," I said as I walked in front of her. I could hear her walking fast to keep pace as I moved past the hidden hazards that were lurking in the dark. I really wasn't going that fast...I didn't want Carol to get hurt, and with me having the flashlight, I knew it was harder for her to see. But she moved with me, so I felt comfortable that while we were walking briskly, she was able to keep up.

When we reached the back door we'd used to enter the plant, I asked Carol if she was ready to go out.

"Yeah...but you need to get my keys. Ivan wouldn't have locked the door, and we need to lock it behind us."

"Okay...where are they?" I asked as I moved around to check her jacket, knowing they weren't in her jeans because of how hard they were to get on her.

"Uh...they're in my purse...in your car," she said sheepishly.

"Well...I guess we're going to have to go outside to get them, aren't we," I said as I opened the door.

"Oh my God!" Carol said she looked outside. It was pouring, the rain coming down in sheets.

I laughed, thinking that we'd left the umbrella in the car as well. "Looks like we're going to get a little wet."

"I was already wet," she said with a giggle.

"I wasn't talking about your pussy, Sunshine," I said as I put the carton down and ran out to the car.

I opened my door first, and hopped in to find Carol's purse, which she'd left on the floor in front of her seat. I felt guilty almost as soon as I picked it up and reached for the zipper. But then I felt worse that I hadn't thought to ask Carol where in the purse the keys would be...and she hadn't thought to tell me before I sprinted off into the downpour. With the direction the rain was coming, opening my window wasn't an option. So...I was resigned to doing what no man wants to do...cracking the security seal on a woman's purse.

It was territory that males dared not tread. Most men didn't want to. It was sacred, mysterious territory, fraught with danger. At Man School, you're taught that the contents of a woman's handbag were not to be messed with, under any circumstances. Women keep all their deepest, darkest secrets inside. It was like I was about to start searching the hidden compartments of Batman's utility belt. Even Robin knew not to go there, and he lived in the freaking Batcave. Well, maybe not the Batcave, but he lived in Wayne Manner, so one can understand the point. It just felt wrong.

But there I was, unzipping the big brown leather designer handbag, carefully pulling it open wide to peer inside. I half expected some kind of sleeping gas to pour out of it; a defense system against unauthorized access, activated by sensors detecting a human life form with a Y chromosome. I was actually reluctant to reach inside, instead just scanning the items I could see in plain view as I searched for the keys. But there were so many little compartments in the purse, I knew almost from the instant that I opened it that I wasn't going to be that lucky.

I unzipped a couple of smaller storage areas thinking they would be a likely place to look, but they weren't there. So, I opened a larger one. As I looked inside it, I did a mini double take, a smile coming to my face. My eyes were first drawn to the large vibrator. It was at least 10 inches long, and it was fairly thick. Next to that was a small white and red medicinal tube...the kind that an ointment or lube would come in. It looked strangely familiar, and as I studied it, it finally came to me. It was a tube of the same stuff Martina had put on my cock just before I fucked Carol. She'd called it a stimulation cream, and it made my cock harder than it had ever been. It also made the skin warmer, and caused it to tingle in the most amazing ways.

But I distinctly remember Martina saying that it could also be used on nipples, and on clits...causing the same effects. She'd even given Carol a little tutorial on the best way to fuck me to have her clit drag across my shaft, so that she'd gain the benefits of the cream as well. And...I also remembered Martina saying it was cherry flavored, in case Carol might be brave enough to suck me...which she did. I know a side effect was that it could make the mouth a little numb...along with some temporary tingling, but it was harmless. Looking at the tube, I couldn't help but wonder why Carol had it...and I smiled at the thought.

Next to the tube, were a set of keys, and based on the other things I'd just discovered in the bag, I didn't want to waste any more time poking around inside. I took out the key ring, closed up the purse, and reached down to pop the hatch with the little button under the dashboard. I climbed into the back of the car from my seat, not wanting to go out in the rain quite yet. I grabbed a towel and threw it up into the front seat for Carol, and I opened the hatch up, before climbing back into the front on the passenger side and opening up the door. Since I was soaked, and I was only going to get wetter, I thought Carol should join me, so I ignored the umbrella and just took off for the plant, jumping inside as I made it to the open door.

I grabbed the carton of manuals, and ran back through the rain, putting them into the back of my car before closing the hatch. Running back to the plant, I jumped in the door to catch my breath.

"What took you so long?" she asked, standing there in the cold draft coming thought the door.

"I fell inside your purse. The damn things so huge, I had trouble climbing back out. But that's your fault...I can't believe you don't have a rope ladder in there. You have everything else."

"It's not that bad," she said, roiling her eyes as she laughed at what I'd said.

"Well, I wouldn't know. That's the first time I've ever opened a woman's purse. Frankly, I'm surprised an alarm didn't go off."

"Oh...stop it Neil. It's not that big a deal."

"Yes it is...and you know it. But it's done now. I've got the keys, so let's get going."

"Where's the umbrella?" Carol asked.

"Oh...I don't think so. I just got soaked. You can get soaked too."

"But..."

"But what?"

"Well...I kind of like how I feel with your cum all over me."

"I wouldn't worry about that, Sunshine. I'll be more than happy to put more on you later if you want. Which key is it?" I asked, holding up the key ring for her to see.

"The gold one...it's a master key for the plant."

I got behind Carol, and gently nudged her out the door in to the downpour. She was reluctant, but she really had no choice. I shut the door and locked it as soon as I could, then I took off for the car.

"C'mon!" I said as I opened my door and got in.

"WHAT! WAIT!" Carol called out as I slammed my door shut, leaving her to run around the car on her own.

I watched as she slowly made her way around the car, and I smiled as I watched her try and open the car door by backing up and fumbling to grasp the handle. It took her a moment, but she finally got it. She backed up and sat her ass on the towel I'd spread out for her, and then she lifted her feet into the car.

"I hope you don't expect me to shut it too!" she said in a huff.

"No...I'll get that," I replied as I leaned all the way across her body to grab the handle, pulling it shut with a thud.

"I can't believe you left me out there to do that myself, Neil. That was rude."

I just smiled and said, "I'm not being rude, Sunshine. I'm making you earn your place. If you want to do this, we're doing it my way. You have no control...I have it all. Besides, nobody said being a love slave was easy."

"Wait! I'm a...love slave?"

I moved my head down, taking one of Carol's nipples into my mouth, sucking it hard for a couple of seconds, before taking it in my teeth and gently pulling on it...making it stretch. Carol let out a groan from deep inside her throat, her back arching ever so slightly.

Letting it go quickly, I pulled back and stared into her deep green eyes.

"You tell me, Carol. Are you?" At first she had just a shocked look on her face. But when I gave her an evil little grin, and arched my eyebrow ever so slightly, she gave me a slow, affirming nod. "That's right...you are. Until midnight."

"Midnight?"

"You said you were available until midnight. I'm going to take advantage of that...and of you!"

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"Do you think anyone can see me?" Carol asked as we drove back through the center of town through the pouring rain.

"I doubt it. Not with the rain coming down this hard. I'm only going about 5 miles an hour and I can barely see the road. Man, this is like a Midwestern storm, without the thunder and lighting," I answered.

I crept along, hoping to avoid the huge stream of water that was flowing down along the gutters, trying the go down the storm drains. The rain was falling so hard they were starting to back up, which in turn was making the streets start to flood a little.

I glanced over to look at Carol for just a moment. She was still dripping, her hair hanging wet and heavy like she'd just stepped out of the shower...which she kind of did. I could see the goose bumps on her skin, and I adjusted the heat again. I'd been playing that delicate game with the climate controls of the car, trying to make it warm enough for Carol, while trying to keep the windows from fogging up.

Carol sat up a little higher in her seat. I smiled as she did...wondering what might be going on in her mind. But she sat in silence watching the torrential downpour as I navigated the road.

I failed to see a huge puddle that had formed, and the water displaced from the tire, splashing under the car and out the sides, forming a huge wave of water. Carol, turned and said, "You're gonna need a bigger boat."

"Ha...did you see a shark swim by?" I laughed.

"Actually, I can't see anything out there."

"Well...then that means no one can see inside either," I said, reassuring her of what she'd wondered before.

Carol turned her head to look out the passenger window again, but I was sure I heard her say, "That's too bad," under her breath.

She was silent the rest of the way back to the hotel. So was I, concentrating on my driving through the driving rain. I pulled into the parking lot, scanning for an open space that made sense. I ended up parking at the far end, away from the main entrance. Grabbing the umbrella off the floor, I hit the button for the hatch again and opened my car door.

"Wait here...I need to figure out how to get you inside."

"Why don't you just go up to your room and get the key...it's lying on the windowsill behind the curtains."

I nodded, but I had no intention of making it that easy for Carol. She had wanted to feel like Ann felt. Well, maybe not to the extent that Ann did...I think Carol was scared of the pain factor, which Ann seemed to crave. But Carol certainly longed for the feeling of being helpless, and being forced to do things she wouldn't normally try. Whether she liked it or not, I was going to give her that little fantasy.

I felt the same way that I had about what Ann and I did when we were in the Rocky Mountains. I had an obligation to follow through with what I'd started. Carol wanted to try this...experience some kind of bondage scenario, and then she could judge honestly if it was something she liked or not. But she could only judge it if someone took her where she wanted to go, and I knew I was the one she wanted to do it.

I walked to the back of the car, lifting the hatch to get the manuals out. As I went to reach for the carton, I saw the plastic bin of emergency supplies I had in the back of my car. Ever since I'd taken the trip with Ann across the country, I had it in my mind that I should be prepared anytime...not just on a long distance journey. When I saw the container, I know I got a smile on my face. I quickly opened it, and pulled out a couple of things that I knew were in there. Things that I thought might come in handy now that I was in the frame of mind I was in. I quickly pulled them out and placed them in the carton of manuals, and moments later I was walking towards the side of the hotel, to the emergency exit on the very end.

I didn't notice a sign saying it was alarm activated, so I took my room key and tried it. I was excited that it worked, and I opened the door, stepping out of the rain. The door opened into a stairwell, and I climbed the five flights to my floor. When I opened the door to my hallway, I found that my room was just on the other side, to the right.

"Cool," I said to myself as I walked inside. I put the carton down on the table next to the television, and I opened it, pulling out some rope...the same rope I'd used on Ann in Colorado. Well, it was what was left of that original package. I'd left the actual cut pieces I'd used on Ann in the big box of sex toys we had...and Ann was putting them in the big new...well, old, treasure chest we'd purchased at the auction, creating our toy chest, as she loved to call it. So, I had the remaining rope, along with my Swiss Army knife, and a lighter.