Hannah

"That's only because you tried to struggle," she purred, "just accept that there's no way out without my keys and you'll be fine."

"And maybe don't lock them as tightly?"

"But you weren't able to escape were you?"

"Well, no..."

"So I must have done it right." she giggled.

Hannah found herself getting more and more confident. This was partly as a result of becoming familiar with the restraints, but also because chaining Tom up was such a huge turn on for her.

However she still lacked the real mean dominatrix instinct and so went to find one of her old silk scarfs and with scissors cut it into two. She then gently wrapped one half around Tom's left wrist and tied it in place with a small knot. She then took the heavy steel cuff and slowly ratcheted it closed around his wrist.

"OK, that's good." Tom smiled as she squeezed the cuff tighter around his wrist.

"Just one more click, for me?" she purred and she continued to tighten.

"Hannah, there is no way I'm slipping out of that!"

"I know," she giggled as she tightened another three clicks and engaged the double lock.

Tom watched as she locked the other cuff equally tightly around his right wrist and then did the same with his ankles. Tom stood there chained hand and foot as Hannah lifted the trunk's steel lid.

Inside she had already placed a mat. He kicked off his shoes and climbed in and lay down on his back with his knees drawn up to his chest. Hannah placed a few cushions around to fill any gaps.

"I had the shop drill some small holes in this end of the lid so that you can see out a little and of course breathe." the brunette explained as she looked down at him.

"Hannah you're too kind."

"Don't speak too soon." she giggled.

"This is tight fit, I'm not sure the lid will close."

"Let's find out." she smiled as she gently lowered it in place.

With an inch left to go, the lid was resting on Tom's legs. Determined for this to work, Hannah placed a knee on the lid and forced it closed. She then flicked the two padlock hasps in place to hold the lid shut.

"I can't move a muscle. My nose is even touching the lid!" Tom complained as he looked up at Hannah through the small drill holes.

Hannah almost didn't hear him as she pulled out two large padlocks and in her excitement fumbled as she tried to unlock them.

"Hannah, I really can't move at all!"

But Hannah's focus was only on the padlocks as she slipped them through the hasps and locked them in place. Her excitement mounted as the second lock clicked shut. She then held up her key ring above the trunk so that he could see it through the drill holes and counted out the keys.

"This one is for your hands, this one for your feet, this one for the box and this one... for your cock," she smiled as she slowly and deliberately slipped all the keys into the back pocket of her jeans. She then ran into her room and lay down on her bed. She unbuttoned her jeans and ran her hands up and down between her legs.

She was buzzing with excitement. A few days earlier, she had been too shy to talk to him, now she had him locked in her trunk. He was quite literally her property, she had the only keys to release him. She had to get some air. She changed into a white top and bright pink running shorts and walked back into the lounge.

The tight confines of the steel box were starting to freak Tom out. He was just about to call out to Hannah to ask her to release him when she walked back into view and dropped the keys into the pocket of the sexiest little running shorts he'd ever seen. Seeing her butt in those shorts swung his emotions the other way and he said nothing and just lay there and watched her stretch.

"Nice shorts," Tom finally remarked from inside the trunk.

"What about now?" Hannah smiled as she faced away from him and touched her toes.

"And what about now?" Hannah purred as she sat on the box just above his head and in so doing took away Tom's only light and fresh air.

"Anyway, I'm going to for a run to let you enjoy the trunk in peace." Hannah smiled as she jumped up and once again left Tom alone unable to do anything other than await her return.

She returned half an hour later , out of breathe and glowing with perspiration. She walked over to the trunk and without saying a word, stripped off her damp top and bra. She then pulled off her shorts and knickers.

"Wow, you look amazing." Tom said through the steel lid.

"Thank you," Hannah smiled as she held out her dirty running kit and dropped in on to the air holes, plunging Tom once again in to darkness. Tom could only lie there and smell her scent as he listened to her shower.

Ten minutes later she returned to the lounge wearing her yellow dress. "What do you think," she smiled as she gave him a twirl.

After giving him only a few seconds to admire her outfit, Hannah pulled out her dress and sat her knicker clad butt down over the air holes and placed the keys to the trunk in her lap. She giggled as she heard the heard the inevitable coughing from her prisoner below. She had sprayed perfume on her butt which was now only half an inch from Tom's face, he was now breathing in almost pure D&G. Her initial coyness was fading fast.

"So do you think you can get out of there?" Hannah purred.

Tom was starting to realise how much his imprisonment was turning her on.

"No way, I'm completely at your mercy Hannah."

He heard her giggle and felt her butt wriggle above him.

"You know you're going to have to make it worth my while to let you out."

Tom smiled, "What about dinner tonight at Annisa?"

"Mmm, I'd love to!"

"And if I buy you champagne will you also unlock the cock cage?"

Hannah thought for a moment and then replied, "Not a chance, that key stays with me."

While still sitting on the trunk, Hannah picked up her book from the coffee table, crossed her legs and started to read. Her underwear was still blocking all of the air holes. The little air that Tom had was thick with perfume and was starting to heat up.

"Hey, aren't you going to unlock me?"

"Yes....but not yet.....never rush a girl when she's getting ready for a big night out..."