tagBDSMEmpty Collars Ch. 02

Empty Collars Ch. 02

byCM_Haiden©

I heard her heels clack across the floor as she moved around dusting the table in my condo.

"Monsieur your feet." She wasn't even close to being French. In fact I knew more french than she did... but she was doing a excellent job of keeping my condo clean. I reached down and tapped my coffee cup and watched her balance herself on the 4 inch heels she had brought. She came wobbling in with a tea service set and set it down on the table in front of me.

"Two sugars and one cream Maddy." She courtesied and began to fill my cup to the brim with her own blend of tea. I hated it ,but I played along with her. I watched a hint of a smile drift across her face as she flicked a saucer off the tray and watched it land on the floor and shatter.

"Oh Monsieur! Monsieur I am so so very sorry can you ever forgive me. I will do anything to make it up to you." I watched a big smile form across her face. Damn I am gonna have to go to Macy's and buy a new saucer now.



The beginning of something usually starts at the end of something else. My last end began as I watched a girl sail away from me. Damn life was not only stripping me of the woman I prized ,but is doing it as a cliche'. I could have stood on the dock and fluttered a handkerchief like they do in the movies with tears streaming down my cheeks. Instead, I preferred to sit down on a bench eating a brat and watching the boat drift away. There was no "I will always love you" or emotional last words. There was just a honk of the tug pushing its way out of port and the dull white outlining turning gray in the far distance.

I knew the day had been coming since Denise had done her best to let me down easy. The reason she had stuck around the first night was because she hadn't seen anything in me. Well nothing beyond a few nights ,but I had grown on her or so she said. Maybe I had been in love with her. Maybe I never could have been. Could she be ...

Over the next seven months I had tried to put it behind me as I tidied up things in preparation for my impending retirement. I did everything I could not to think. I did what I do best .. keep myself busy. Every fifteen minutes carefully laid out and planned. Every minute devoted to making sure that I wouldn't have a moment to think. Then it was there. I looked at it as I sat in the garage of my condo. A dull white cardboard box that housed 32 years of my life and it was half empty. My diploma, a few small awards, my name plate from my door, a dull overused mug, and a small statue from Mexico. How do I even I identify myself anymore? I couldn't say "hello my name is Michael and I'am a .." because I would have to say "retired" in front of it. Now what? I put my head down on the steering wheel and sat there and thought of her. It was the first time since I last heard her voice. It was like it happened all over again. She was gone and she wasn't coming back.



I moped around for almost another three months. The first month I stopped shaving. The second month I stopped making the bed and by the third month I had taken to wearing pajamas everyday all day. Take off the pajamas get in the shower. Get out of the shower put fresh ones back on. That was my routine and it would have been that way for who knows how long. I felt useless and there was no one to tell me different. There was no Mary to nag me and now no Denise to comfort me. But life seems to always give me a hand up when I am lying face down in the dirt. Most of the time I would just have thought it was a kick in the ribs though. I woke up on the third Monday of the month and checked my bank account like I normally did. I wanted to make sure the payment from employer's pension fund had cleared. I didn't need it,but I did earn it. Confusion and a bit of anger formed on my face as I looked at the computer screen.

"Where is my money?" A few calls to customer service yielded nothing. Even with all the right documents there was nothing I could do. They needed a few measly slips of paper and I needed my cash. I would have to clear it up in person. That would mean going back out into the world. I let out a sigh and trudged to the bathroom.

The bathroom mirror looked foggy as I got out of the shower. I would usually have ignored it as I walked out the door to go back to watch the news or mess around on the computer. Yet it made me happy to see it. I wiped it clean and began to shave myself. I realized quickly that I needed a pair of scissors first to trim off most of the hair. My beard had become a mangle of gray and brown hair. I wasn't ready for the scrap heap ,but I was quite far from the show room. I began to slowly trim the hair from face.

I smiled as I finally felt the smooth skin of my face for the first time in almost two months. I had an appointment at 4:00 and it was only 8:45 as I stood there. So I decided to make a day of it. A nice leisurely breakfast at a small cafe. A in depth look at the paper. I felt happy that day. The day seemed to toss me around like a whirlwind. But like any whirlwind it had finally decided to spit me out. I looked at my former employer's brokerage firm, if you could call it that. It was in one of those mini malls right between a Subway and a Walgreens. I walked in and heard the bell jingle. A not so bright looking young.. boy no older than 20 maybe greeted me.

"Ok according to my last statement I elected the bi-weekly method of payment not the monthly. So I should be getting my deposit and I do not care what the computer said I did not elect a 100% equity investment option. I have the confirmation right here from the Human Resources department dated from December 2008 when I put in for retirement. So I should be getting a monthly deposit of funds as I'am drawing down the investment." He looked extremely confused and nervous as he fidgeted in his seat. I rubbed my fingers under my glasses. Why is it always this hard?

I felt myself getting flustered and about ready to elect a lump sum payment when I felt it. Her hand was smooth. Her scent strong ,but not overpowering.

"Excuse me Adam but your client looks a little agitated.. maybe I could help .... Hello my name is Cheryl Wilcox and I am the branch manager can I be of assistance." You know when women talk about the knight in shining armor riding up on a white horse... I used to laugh my ass off. After dealing with a twenty something idiot who didn't know a balance sheet from a bed sheet for almost a solid two hours, I understood now.

"Uh Ms. Wilcox, I am just trying to understand why I am not receiving a check this month and why somehow I elected to now have a 100% equity share in my pension plan." She quickly pecked around on the computer and asked for a few of my documents with a smile and a quick glance. After about five minutes she flipped the monitor around.

"Well you are right according to this you elected a strait income plan ,but unfortunately our Indian call center in Mumbai reset your allocation, but since this allocation made more money during that period it didn't hurt you... " She began to drone on and on. I watched her as she pushed away from the desk and crossed her arms over her breasts. My brain hadn't picked up a word since she began to talk about three minutes ago as I stared at her breasts..

"Do you mind if I take them out?" Her arms flexed across her breasts.

"Excuse me?" I felt my eyebrow go up.

"The payments.. I would like to take them out now since there won't be anyone here with the authority to do it and you would have to go to Bloomington tomorrow since I will be in Cancun." I felt a blast of hot air smack me. I looked behind me and watched the door shut after it had been opened.

"I could use a vacation from this place right now myself." I sighed and rubbed my arms as I tried to not stare at her breasts again. Her eyes darted back to the screen and then to me.

"You know the group I am going with still has a few spots left open. Everything is done through charter so we will still have to pay the difference if no one uses those spots. So if you want to ... you can come along. Its only two grand and you can swing that easy from this account." You know sometimes God is not subtle one bit.



We both had a wonderful time in Cancun. Me and Cheryl or Maddy as she liked to be called had both been burnt beyond recognition by the hot sun. It was easy to get to know her. The entire flight was full of bankers and accountants from her company and after twenty minutes of talking shop she drifted back towards the empty seat near me. We had spent the rest of the three hours talking. When we arrived at Cancun we had already made plans for dinner that night. By the end of the week we sharing a suite. She was a strong confident woman that knew exactly what she wanted. Two days after we got back she showed up at my condo with breakfast. I cautiously let her in.

"What a mess you really are single aren't you?" She laughed and poked me in the ribs as she sat the three dishes down on my table and began to clean furiously. My mom had done the same thing. I hated it. So I decided I would do the exact same thing with her that I did with my Mom all those years ago.

"You know if you want I have a maid's job on the payroll. Now come over and sit and eat with me." I watched as she turned on her heels and walked to the door and left. Damn I didn't figure she would take it like that. I walked over to the door and looked down the steps. She wasn't around anywhere. Had she decided to leave just over a stupid little remark like that? I looked around. She would at least have to come back for her dishes .. and her purse. A woman never... The thought stopped in mid sentence as she came back through the door with a gym bag and disappeared into my bathroom. She came out in a pink french maid's costume. I laughed as she came out. It didn't phase her a bit as she began to clean. The swish back and forth of her skirt just drew attention to her legs. I wanted to walk over and run my hands up her legs and feel her body press against mine. I thought I would push a bit though.

"Maid?" Her head shot up as she was bent over a desk wiping it down with a towel she found.

"Oui Monsiuer?" Her accent was almost comical as I sat there and looked at her.

"The sink is full of dishes and the ones in the dishwasher needs to be unloaded. I also have some shirts that need to be ironed." I smiled as she looked a bit frustrated at the items of work I gave her to do. She scampered off into the kitchen and I heard the sound of dishes and the sink being turned off and on. I looked to the side and back to the bathroom and quietly crept back into the bathroom and found her gym bag and her clothes she had left behind. I took them all and tossed them in my closet and locked it. There now I will definitely have a nice maid for the rest of the day. After locking up her clothes I walked up behind her in the kitchen as she was just finishing unloading the dishwasher. I could see the bottoms of each ass cheek under the frilly skirt. I rubbed her back and slapped her ass as I leaned in close.

"Remember if you do a bad job I will be watching you." I grabbed her and pinched lightly.

"So if your performance suffers so will this." I squeezed her ass hard as I watched her eyes get wide in the reflection off the stove hood.

"Am I clear girlie?" I rubbed her ass as I waited for her to answer. She looked hesitant ,but finally let out a hesitant nod of her head.

"Say it girlie." I slapped her ass hard and heard it echo throughout the small kitchen. Her ass felt firm and completely unyielding. That was not typical for a woman her age ,but it was nice to feel. I squeezed harder as I waited for her response. Finally a startled yelp left her throat.

"Yes! Oui! Oui!" I leaned in close next to her neck and bit her neck and smoothed the fabric down over her ass. I heard a startled sigh escape her lips as I walked out back into the breakfast nook. I sat back down and began to eat. After I had her pick up the dishes from breakfast I began to read from a book I had picked up for the flight. I watched her pull out the ironing board and begin to iron my shirts. I would occasionally look over the top of the book and smile at her. I had maybe four shirts. It took her almost 45 minutes to iron all four. I finally got up as I heard her put up the ironing board. I grabbed one of the shirts and looked at the crease along the edge of the sleeve on each.

"Girl come in here. There is a double crease on this sleeve. I expected more of you but obviously you'll have to redo all of these shirts and to top it off. I am going to add an extra penalty." I patted my lap.

"Lift up the back of your skirt and get over my knees." She shifted nervously from foot to foot as I sat there. Finally I saw her raise the back of her skirt and slip into my lap. She looked over her shoulder at me. I tugged at the choker around her neck. I slid my finger around the inside of it. She looked a bit on edge as I pulled her over my lap.

"Ok Michael help me get these panties off and we can go to the bedroom." I stopped for a second and rubbed her ass. Her skin jiggled lightly as I sat there. I patted her ass and smiled.

"I don't think that will be proper right now. Now be a good little girl and take your spanking." I slapped her ass hard as she laid over my lap. She began to whimper.

"Michael can you just let me up please." I rubbed her ass and fingered the waist band on her panties as I pulled them down and off of her ass. I began to slap her ass harder and harder. I could see the flesh of her ass cheeks turn from a dull white, to pink, and finally to a dull red. I rubbed her ass as she laid across my knees whimpering. I reached between her legs and felt around between her legs. I heard a slight catch in her breath as I rubbed lightly. She wanted it. I wanted something different.

"Now girl you have a few shirts to redo." I stood her back on her wobbly feet and handed her back her panties. I watched her slide the panties up her legs and begin to rub her ass. I picked the book back up and began to read again. I was glad that I had the book up so she couldn't see my face. I watched her lean over the ironing board and rub her ass again. I saw her mouth the word "ow" as she rubbed. Her hands were shaky as she picked up the iron. I waited for her to finish the shirts before I snuck up on her. I slipped my hand around her waist. She instantly froze.

"Monsieur your shirts they are perfect you can check my creases again they are perfect." Her voice was frantic. I hope I didn't hurt her. I thought if I did my hand would hurt. I flexed my hand it didn't hurt. I rubbed against her.

"Shhh your ok. You did fine." I smiled as I felt her body. I rubbed her stomach through the dress. It was a nice quality dress. It was a dark pink with a black collar. I ruffled her hair as I stood behind her. I reached out and unplugged the iron. She whimpered with surprise as I picked her up and kissed her.

"Oh Monsieur." Sometimes you need to press a woman's mute button. I shoved my lips against hers as I felt her grab onto me. I swept her up into my arms and began to kiss her neck. I rubbed her back as I carried her. She looked back up at me as we entered the bedroom. I tossed her on the bed as I took off my shirt. I slid on top of her and began to kiss her legs. I pulled the black fishnets off after unlatching them from her garter belt. I slid my hands back over her legs. I looked into her eyes as she was in front of me on the bed.

"Help me with the buttons on the back." She flipped over and got on her knees with her back facing me. I kissed every inch of her body that appeared as I unbuttoned the dress. I reached up into her hair as she reached for the bow in her hair.

"No I like that part keep it in." She let out a small laugh and wrapped her arms around me as her lips touched mine again. I reached down and rubbed her ass through her panties. I pulled her in close and looked her in the eyes as I slipped my hands down the front of her panties. Her eyes fluttered open and closed as I rubbed. I could hear her breath stop and start with small studders in her voice. I felt her start grinding her crotch against my hand as she craned her head underneath my neck. I reached down with my other hand and found her clit as I slid my fingers into her. I could hear her breath speed up as I varied the speed of my fingers. Yeah she will be fun today.

I reached up and slid my hands over her breasts and pinched each nipple. I slid my hands over her ribs and then down to her panties again. I smiled as I pushed her onto her back. She slid back as I grabbed her panties and pulled them down. She lifted up her legs into the air and wiggled her toes. I took the panties off completely as I kissed her inner thigh.

I am always amazed at how sensitive some women are to the skin near the crotch. I would lick her stomach and feel her seize up and then relax. I stopped and rubbed her from foot to head. Caressing her face with the back of my hand. She giggled as I brushed the hair out of her face. I pushed her back into the mattress and reached under the pillow behind her and felt them. I slid them closer to my right hand and pushed her arms up. I opened the handcuffs and slid them onto each of her wrists.

"Believe it or not this means I like you alott." She shook her head as she slid the cuffs to the front of her. I grabbed the gag from inside the night stand and pushed it to her mouth.

"Oh no Michael I don't think I like this." I rubbed her nipples and felt them instantly harden. I could hear her moan audibly as I licked her stomach. I watched her mouth open as I pushed the gag in. I grabbed each leg and slid the stockings back onto each of the kicking legs. I grabbed the heels she had discarded after cuffing her legs. The heels went on and as I tightened the ankle cuff on each. I grabbed the apron off her uniform and tied it around her waist. I rubbed each of her breasts as she laid there. I watched her tongue play with the gag for a bit. I reached out and pulled her to a standing position and then pushed her down on her knees in front of me. She was eye level with my cock. I watched her try to move her head away. I tapped my cock against each of her cheeks. I removed the gag.

"I am not ... " I felt her tongue rub against the underside of my cock. I reached down and uncuffed her hands.

"You can play with yourself but absolutely no cumming." I heard a muffled scream as she continued to only lightly lick my cock.

"Don't act like your not enjoying this. I felt how wet you are when my leg rubbed against your crotch." I watched redness slip into each of her cheeks. I slid my hand against her throat and then down to her breasts. I wanted to push her just a little bit more.

"Maybe we need to have these nipples pierced." I heard another stiffled scream as I rubbed each of her nipples. I was gonna cum soon even if she wasn't licking very much. I had to stop my hips from fucking her mouth several times until she began to lick more aggressively. I pulled my cock as I watched her head go up. Her hand was busily fingering. I watched her hips thrust into her hand.

"Monsieur please fuck me I need it bad." I picked her back up and tossed her on the bed face down. She instantly slid onto her side as I slipped my cock into her pussy. I felt her hips thrust quickly to meet mine. I reached back and pushed a finger into her ass. I watched her bite her lips as her eyes fluttered closed. I thrust my hips quicker as her breathing grew rapid and her fingernails dug into my back. I felt myself erupt as her body shivered. I rubbed her back and kissed her neck. I rubbed her hips as her breathing returned to normal.

"Did you enjoy that little girl?" She only nodded in response as she rubbed her thighs.

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