Strangers on a Train

She worked with me and it is no accident that I happen to frequent the night club she tends to show her wares at. The lust in me tortured my mind. Yet I loved that torture so. She usually did not seem overly attracted to a man. Tonight was different. A maddenly handsome man had her full attention. I've probably asked her out four or five times and I never so much as got a look. I hated the man, but at the same time admired him.

So, my answer was to drink...and drink hard. Not a violent man when I get drunk, but talkative. I cornered the man and in a tongue in cheek way told him that he was accomplishing what I never had. His words struck me hard. I should have grasped the old saying that if something was too good to be true...then it probably was. On the other hand, what did I have to lose. He told me that he was going to do me a favour. He told me that he was taking her to a party at his house. He gave me an address and told me to come. He said that when I arrived he would introduce me as a good friend and would personally see to it that her attention was moved to me. The catch?? The catch was that one day I would have to do a favour for him.

So I sobered up the best I could and gave them a half hour start. I approached the door of his...lets call it a mansion...it seemed rather quiet for a party. Before I could ring the bell the door opened. He led me inside...but signaled for me to stay quiet. He led me to a room. Before I could let out a loud gasp as to what was going on he clamped a hand over my mouth. There she was. On a mattress on the floor. She was gagged, blindfolded and looked to have something wrapped around her ears to mask sound. Her beautiful body wiggled in a bound spread eagle position on her belly. Her ass propped in the air with a pillow.


The man whispered to me. Telling me that he was not quite sure how much the squirming beauty could hear. He told me that she had a lot of kink pent up inside her and that she was there of her own free will. He said he had been teasing her with a dildo for some time before I got there. He said that he only gagged her when he heard my car. He did not want her to yell out and startle me. He said she was begging for his cock. The only difference is that it was going to be my cock and she would not ever know otherwise.

I was now sober enough to wonder to myself whether she was bound of her own free will...or not. I chose to hide that question in the fog in my mind that was my rising lust. Then he whispered in my ear, "you'll never get another chance". The words stung, but they were so true. I began to take my clothes off. He chuckled and told me to take all the time I wanted. He left the room. I didn't think much of what the man would ask from me in return. His soft words just rang in my head over and over...."you'll never get another chance". I kept her blinfolded and gagged. And I took her in every way I had ever imagined.

He escorted me to the door hours later. Told me that she would never know. Assured me that I would see her at work and she probably would be acting as if nothing ever happened.

Indeed I did see her at work on Monday morning. It was like nothing happened. I was beginning to wonder if it was all a dream when the phone rang in my office and it was him. He told me my debt was to be paid. He told me to meet him a nightclub on the other side of town.

I got there at 11pm as instructed. Crowded. Dimly lit. An eerie atmosphere of neon blue lights and blacklight posters. He was sitting at a table with a girl. A beautiful blonde. The round breasted petite type. Everyone may have looked blue, but her body stood out. He gave her some money to get me a drink and another round for themselves.

The man was all business. He was blunt. He was direct. He gave me something that looked like a sugar packet and told me to slip it into her drink when they were on the dance floor. He said she would not pass out, but would appear drunk. That he would need my help getting her to the car. His words stung. "It's harmless. It's the same thing your girlfriend was on the other night".

I complied to be done with the man. Easier to get her into to the car than I was led to believe. I was in the backseat with her now slumping body and he drove us away.

He tossed rope and a long piece of fabric into the backseat. He told me to do a good job in that she will not stay drugged forever. She showed little resistance as I pulled her arms behind her and tied them together tightly. I tied a thick knot in the middle of the strip of fabric and buried it deep between her teeth. I silenced her well. She was breathtaking. He must have seen me looking. He told me to go ahead and take a taste. I am just a man. At first I unbuttoned just a few buttons on her sexy little sundress....but it was a long ride to this mystery man's house and I admit I took full advantage of the time before lashing her ankles together.

I got myself together a few minutes before helping him take his..."date"...into the house. Reality swirling in my mind. I told him that she would know me. That she would call the police. The same time he handed me an envelope with money in it. Lots of money. His words chilled me. "This one will never have that chance".

A cab appeared at the street. He told me I could now plenty afford a cab ride back to my auto. He told me my debt was paid and we were square. That perhaps we could help each other some other time.