Jess

It had been a few weeks since Tom had taken the spare room in Jessica's flat. Jessica had taken on the lease for the whole flat and had been desperate for someone to take the second room. She was particularly pleased with Tom, he was tall, good looking and seemed like a fun kind of guy.

Tom had also been pleased to move out from the flat he shared with his ex-girlfriend. Jessica's flat was small, but in a good part of town. Jessica herself seemed nice enough. Not what he'd call stunning, although she wasn't unattractive, with shoulder length brown hair, pleasant face and pretty nice figure. Anyway, given the way his last few relationships had gone it was probably good that here he wouldn't be driven to diving into another fling.

Jessica and Tom got on well and would often sit up at night drinking red wine. On one occasion they were talking about sexual experiences and Tom mentioned some interesting bondage games initiated by his ex-girlfriend.

"Did you like doing that?" Jessica asked.

Tom smiled, "It was fun, one of us would tie themselves up and wait for the other to come home. I still occasionally do a little self-bondage if you know what I mean."

"Really!" Jessica sat forward on the sofa, "What sort of things?"

Tom wasn't sure whether to get into this with his flat mate, but the red wine made him carry on.

"Sometimes I cuff myself to the bed and use an ice block to melt and drop the keys on to the bed."

"How long does that take?"

"Half an hour, maybe longer."

" Wow, and you can't get out for that long. What if the keys don't drop?"

"Then I'd be stuck," he replied.

"So if I don't see you at breakfast one morning, I guess I know where you'll be," Jessica giggled.

Just talking about self-bondage with Jess had turned him on. That night Tom fixed the keys to the ceiling using an ice block and then proceeded to cuff his hands to the metal frame of his bed. Once he was helplessly chained to the bed he listened to Jessica's footstep's walking around the flat. Would she come in? That might be fun, but where might that lead? If she walked in at that moment and took the keys there really was nothing he could do about it.

He heard Jess's footsteps stop right outside his door. What was she doing? Was she going to knock, if so should he say come in? He imagined her cute little butt squeezed into her old blue jeans. What would she do if she came?

Jess was having the same thoughts. If she found him chained to the bed, what would she do? She had dreamt of making love to him many times, or maybe she would tease him with the keys. Maybe she would sit on his face, she'd always wanted to do that to a guy. But how would she know if and when he was tied up?

Tom finally heard Jess's footsteps disappear back downstairs, his heart rate dropped by at least 50 beats a minute. And a few minutes later the keys dropped.

"Did you sleep well?" Jessica asked the next morning at breakfast.

"Good thanks, and you?"

"Oh fine. I see you made it to breakfast then."

"Yes, why wouldn't I?"

"No reason," she smiled.

A few days later Tom prepared another ice block in the freezer. Jessica had been in the house all day and he wondered whether she would have seen it in the freezer. When he opened the freezer he noticed that something was different with the ice block and on closer inspection he saw that someone had tampered with it so that the keys wouldn't drop even when the ice had melted. No prizes for guessing whose done that, he smiled to himself.

Another glass of red wine and he decided to go ahead anyway. He took the ice block and used it to fix the keys to the ceiling. He then took a chain and padlocked his feet together and padlocked the spare end of the chain to his handcuffs. He then cuffed his hands together behind his back so that he was in a tight chain hogtie.

As he closed the final cuff a sudden wave of excitement came over him. He waited half an hour until the ice had almost melted and as expected the keys didn't fall. That turned him on, he now knew for sure that he'd have to involve Jessica in the game.

"Jess," he called

He waited a couple of minutes and there was no reply. Where is she, he thought. She must know I'm stuck. He called a few more times and finally his door opened and Jess walked in.

She had just come home from work and was still wearing a below knee length skirt and blouse, cheap clothes and not that flattering. He lay there looking at her ankles and calf muscles, not bad he though.

"Are you OK?" she asked with a slight smile on her face.

"Can you help me, I think I messed up with the release."

"Oh so this is what you do?" she smiled as she walked over and stood next to where he was lying.

"Can you get the keys down?"

Jess picked up his desk chair and carried so it was underneath the keys and then deliberately put it down so that his head was underneath the chair and one of the chair supports was pinning his head to the floor. She stepped up on to the chair and retrieved the keys. Jess then climbed down and sat on the chair so that his neck was still pinned down.

After watching him struggle hopelessly for a few minutes, Jess removed the chair and knelt down by Tom's head.

"Umm, maybe you should let me look after these next time," she purred dangling the keys above him.

"The ice usually works," he replied trying to crane his neck up to that he was looking at her face and not up her skirt.

"Didn't work this time," she giggled.

"I know, are you going to give me those keys?"

"Can you really not get out?"

"There's only one way out of these cuffs and that is with the key!"

"Mmm, I know."

Jessica finally reached over to the cuffs. After a few minutes of jangling keys, mainly for effect, Jessica unlocked his wrists.

Jess saw this as a great opportunity to date a guy that otherwise probably wouldn't be interested in her. The following day Jess arrived home with a DVD as she often did on a Friday and also a small brown box.

"You know I want to watch this movie," she smiled, "and you know you always talk through movies. Well, I've bought you a little present to wear tonight."

With that Jess pulled out a ball gag that had a chain and locked at the back of the head with a padlock.

"Hey, you seem to be getting into this bondage thing," he smiled as he inspected the gag and then put it back down on the sofa.

"Please," she persisted, "Just for tonight."

"What's the movie?"

"It doesn't matter, just put it on," she giggled with frustration.

"And who's going to hold the key?"

"Me of course!"

"How did I guess," he smiled.

As Jess suspected, Tom was intrigued. He sat down on the sofa with his back to Jess and let her position the ball in his mouth, tighten the chain and then padlock it in place.

"What's it like?" she asked.

He mumbled something incoherent.

"Seems to be working," she smiled as she stuffed the key into the back pocket of her jeans and sat down to watch the movie.

As expected it was a chick flick and Tom was bored. He cleared the dishes and then started to dial a friend's number on his phone. Jessica watched with amusement as he suddenly remembered the gag. He held his hand out to Jess just as his friend answered. Jess smiled and shook her head and Tom had to hang up. He took some paper and wrote down 'please can I have the keys'. Jess took the paper from him and wrote 'no'.

Tom sat down and watched Jess as she sat on the sofa.

"What's with you?" she asked.

Tom just pointed at his mouth.

"Oh yeah," she smiled.

Tom wrote on the paper, "Key. Please?"

Jess smiled and shook her head.

Tom smiled back. He could have easily have pulled her to her feet and retrieved the key from her pocket, but he didn't want to, he was starting to enjoy the gag and the fact that she had locked it on him. He left her to enjoy the chick flick and lay down on his bed still gagged, and stayed that way until morning.

Jessica knew she was on to a good thing, if she played this right she could have anything she wanted from this guy.

"What shall we play tonight?" she asked as she unlocked his gag the next morning.

"Wine drinking?" Tom replied.

"No, I mean tying up things."

"What do you suggest?"

"Why don't you do some self bondage in a cage. That'd be totally secure and more exciting than cuffs," she said excitedly.

"That's a bit serious."

"And I'll look after the keys."

"You're too kind," he smiled.

They choose the cage together and Tom drove out to pick it up. Jess seemed even more excited than usual as they assembled the cage in the lounge.

"Yes, this is seriously secure," he said.

"Are you scared?"

"A little, can I trust you Jess?"

"To do what?"

"To let me out again!" he replied.

Jess giggled, "Only one way to find out."

"That feels me with lots of confidence," he replied.

Tom threaded a bicycle D-lock around one of the bars on the base of the cage and then climbed in so that he was lying on his back. He locked a foot cuff to one ankle, wrapped the connecting chain around the bars of the chain a few times and then locked the other end on to his other ankle.

He then lay down on his back so that his neck was inside the D-lock and then locked his neck in place. He then took two pairs of handcuffs and locked his wrists to bars on each side of the cage. Jess sat on the edge of the cage in her usual old jeans watching intently.

"OK, you can take the keys," he said.

Jessica reached in took them from him.

"Now I get to lock the cage!" she giggled as she lowered the heavy barred lid and locked it with a large padlock.

"I've got the keys," she almost sung and she dangled them above the cage.

"I can see that," Tom smiled as he explored his restraints and realized how little he could move.

"Go on, try and escape," she purred.

He struggled a little for effect but there was really nothing he could do, "There really is no way out of here Jess." He concluded.

"What would happen if I never unlocked you?"

"I guess if no one found me, I'd die eventually from dehydration."

"And what if I lost the keys?"

"Jessie don't say that!"

Jessica giggled, "But what would happen?"

"I guess we'd need the fire service and a team of lock smiths, several hours and a bit of luck."

Then quite unexpectedly, she then took off her jeans and t-shirt to reveal sexy lingerie; the tightest and sexiest black lacey panties and bra that Tom had ever seen. She sat down on the cage crossed her legs.

"Wow" Tom said, the transformation making him lost for words.

"What'd you think?"

"Wow!"

"Glad you like it," Jessica purred.

"Who needs this stuff, let me out and let's do something much more interesting," he panted.

"Ummm.... no," she smiled.

Tom started to struggle against his cuffs.

"Won't work," she giggled as dangled the keys above him again.

"Please Jess, anything you want."

"I want you to stay exactly where you are," she purred as she lay down on top of the cage, her breasts rubbing against the bars.

"Don't do this to me," he begged, with the cuffs already starting to cut into his wrists.

She lay on the cage looking down at him through the bars,

"Do you like my body?"

"What do you think," he replied breathlessly.

"A pity you're all chained up then."

"Yes, but you have the keys, you can unlock me."

"Yes I can," she purred.

"Well do it!"

"Not yet," she whispered.

She sat up so that she was sitting stride the cage and started to rub herself against the bars. Tom couldn't believe the transformation, this previously jeans and t-shirt clad girl next door had turned into an agent provocateur with the body of a super model. And he locked in a cage, shit!

She moved across until she was sitting on the cage directly above his head, the bars making indentations in her butt and thighs. His face was only inches away and he tried as hard as he could to lift his head a little so that he could bury his face into her cute little butt. But the bike lock almost choked him and he started to cough.

"Why don't you come to my room and make love to me?" she purred as seductively.

"Yes."

"Come on then," she whispered as she picked up the keys.

"Jess, please!"

Jessica was almost unable to keep the smile off her face.

"Oh well, your choice" she giggled as she pulled on her jeans and t-shirt and once again looked like any other 20 something woman.

"The plan was to leave you in there for an hour wasn't it?" she asked.

"Yes, but plans can be changed."

"Yes," she smiled, "I'm now going to leave you locked up until the morning."

"What?"

"You don't have much choice in the matter," she giggled as she stuffed the keys into the back pocket of her jeans, "Until the morning then."

***

Tom passed a slow and sleepless night, partly because of his less than comfortable position, but also because he couldn't get Jessica out of his mind. With his hands chained up he wasn't even able to relieve some of his frustration.

Jessica also didn't sleep much, she was far too excited about the situation. Several times she thought about letting him out and making love to him and she was in no doubt that that was what he wanted to do. But she didn't want it to be a one night stand brought on by the situation, much better to ensure he was infatuated by her from the start.

Early the next morning Jessica walked into the lounge wearing only a flowery nighty that barely covered her butt.

"Good morning," she purred, brushing her disheveled hair out of her eyes with her hand.

"Good morning."

"Did you sleep well?" she asked

"No, and you?"

"Mmm, yes," she lied.

She sat down on the cage just above his head so that he could clearly see that she was wearing no underwear. His pulse increased and his breathing quickened.

"Are you after these?" she purred as she held the keys in her hand.

"Please Jess, please."

Jessica giggled.

"I'll do anything Jess, anything."

"I'm sure you will."

She could tell by the mix of desperation and arousal on his face that it was time to give him a little freedom and so dropped the bunch of keys through the bars and into the cage. She watched with amusement as Tom worked the keys as fast as he could to unlock his hands, his feet and his neck.

"I don't think the key to the cage is here," Tom said as he checked the ring again.

"That's a pity."

"Jess!" he cried as he reached through the bars and started to run his hands up her legs and under her short nighty.

"You've got an amazing body."

"Thank you," she smiled as she sat on the cage allowing him to explore her semi-naked body.

He tried to reach up to her breasts but the cage bars were too closely spaced to reach up that high and so he returned to her tanned, toned thighs.

"I'm going to take a shower," Jess smiled as she stood up.

"No," Tom replied as he tried in vain to reach her.

"You've been in that cage over 8 hours."

Tom reached his hand through the bars and started to pull at the heavy padlock, "Please unlock this."

"And spoil my fun?"

"Jess, we could have so much more fun."

"Everything comes to he who waits."

"I've already waited 8 hours!"

"I know," she whispered as she turned around and walked away.

Tom soon gave up trying to break the high security padlock with this bare hands and lay back and listened to the shower running in the bathroom. Now he had seen her body and even been able to touch, the images running around his mind were even more vivid.

These images overruled any rationale thought that he was still able to make. The deal had been for this woman to help with some self-bondage for a maximum of one hour and here he was over 8 hours later and she was still holding him prisoner against his will. After all, he'd asked her to release him and she'd refused. That was false imprisonment, although at that moment complaining about a crime that she'd committed against him was the furthest thing from his mind.

Jessica smiled to herself as she toweled dry and dressed in her old blue jeans and t-shirt. It was probably the last outfit that he wanted to see her in, but that was the point. She had the key to the cage on a small novelty key ring; she stuffed the key ring into the back pocket of her jeans, letting the key itself hang loose from the pocket.

"Where's the padlock key?" Tom asked as Jess walked back into the lounge.

"Right here in my pocket," she replied as she walked over to open the curtains with her back to him to that he could see the key hanging from her pocket.

She then picked up the dirty wine glasses on the table and walked back to the kitchen, walking deliberately close to the cage as she went. Tom reached as far as he could through the cage but couldn't quite reach the key in her pocket.

Only once the lounge was cleared did Jessica sit down on the cage with the key in her hand.

"What do you say?" she smiled.

"Please Jess!"

She looked mischievously at him for a few moments before using the key to unlock the padlock. He immediately tried to push open the lid but couldn't with her sitting on it. After a few more moments of pleading Jess stood up, finally giving him his freedom.

"Some night!" Tom said as he climbed stiffly to his feet.

Jess stepped in and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before stepping back.

"Is that all I get?"

"For now, but maybe if you do as I say there may be more on offer tomorrow."

***

When Tom returned home that evening he found Jessica in the kitchen cooking dinner. She was wearing a tightly fitting blue mid-thigh length dress.

"I thought I'd make it up to you by cooking dinner," she smiled as she turned around and kissed him again on the cheek.

"You're feeling guilty then?"

"Not at all, you enjoyed last night as much as I did".

"It was a little more uncomfortable for me."

Jess giggled.

They finished dinner and then Jess walked over and sat down on Tom's lap.

"What shall we do tonight?" she purred seductively.

"I have some ideas."

"So do I."

"I'm sure you do," he smiled.

Jess took him by the hand and led him into the lounge where the heavy 'trunk' shaped cage was still in the middle of the room.

"Would you like to go in again? If you're really good I'll even lock you in," she purred

"It's very tempting Jess, but why don't we go to your room and try a different game?"

"Oh please!" Jess smiled with her big pleading eyes.

"No Jess, you're good at the 'locking' but still need a little more practice at the 'unlocking'."

Jessica thought for a moment. "OK, goodnight then."

It was a good tactic, he certainly didn't want the evening to stop there.

"Just for a few minutes and don't lock me in," he offered.

Jessica smiled and quickly opened the cage lid and Tom reluctantly climbed in. Jessica banged the lid down and quickly sat down on top. Tom reached his hands through the bars and slid them under her dress.

"Hey," she replied.

She stood up, folded her dress tightly around her thighs and sat back down on the bars so that her dress was tightly pinned around her. Like that Tom could no longer slide his hands inside. She then picked up the heavy padlock and slipped it through the hasp.

"We agreed no padlock."

"Did we?" she smiled.

Jessica placed her thumb and forefinger around the padlock. "What if I squeeze just a little?"

"No Jess, don't."

"A little harder?"

He was just about to grab the lock from her hands when she started to slide her dress up her thighs; his attention was easily diverted.

"Listen carefully," she purred.

"Please Jess, no."

"Click."

Tom felt a shiver of excitement as he knew that he was now completely helpless, there was no way that he'd ever be able to free himself. He didn't even have any idea where Jess had put the key. He doubted that Jess herself knew!