FIRE ALARM

  Kisi was booked into a little holiday with her husband. They were staying at a mid-range hotel and it was far enough away so that they couldn’t accidentally bump into any of their friends and family. Not that they were planning on leaving the hotel room at all over the long weekend. She had gotten a little carried away while waiting for her husband. Who was unfortunately delayed settling a business matter, for a few hours she would have to find some way to entertain herself.

  Unfortunately, one member of the hotel guests had been smoking in their room, a big thick cigar. That had resulted in the fire alarm going off. Once the fire alarm went off it was linked to the locks on every single door as a precaution unlocking everything at once. The siren had blared so every other hotel guest had evacuated, apart from one who was busy hiding the remains of his cigar while one of the hotel staff went to investigate the activation. The state that Kisi found herself in was rather embarrassing. Really it was a good thing that the doors had opened automatically, as in her current state she was not going to be able to get the door open on her own without a lot of difficulty.

  She had been playing around a little before her husband arrived. She wore a scandalously short semi translucent purple chemise. That didn’t do a very good job of covering anything up at all. You could see her generous breasts through the material. Even though one of them peaked out from under the material her nipple managing to get free. The chemise was hiked up to the point that everyone could see her naked rather well shaped bottom and rather wet pussy. Much to her extreme embarrassment and frustration, she had been a very naughty girl. Due to her accessories she was not in a position to attempt to cover up and make herself decent.

  She hopped from one bare foot to the other outside in the cold, standing with the rest of the hotel guests. There were some in bath robes, even some in towels or in there underwear but no one was in quite the state that she found herself to be in. She looked up at the black clouds and prayed that the rain would stay away just long enough that she could get back inside or to some other shelter.

  She did have her panties … unfortunately they were balled up rather tightly and shoved in her mouth. Which was not a very useful place to have them in hindsight, not that she could just retrieve them. A strictly applied leather harness with the medium sized ball was keeping them wedged tightly in place. She had a harness gag with three balls a small green one that barely did anything for her. An orange medium sized one that was comfortable and a larger red one that was way too much for her to cope with. Over the top of that harness was a strict rubber wrap clamped down on her distended jaw. That wasn’t shifting either as it was padlocked with a little heart shaped padlock behind her head. Preventing any of the other hotel guests from assisting her.

  She had almost had a panic attack when the alarm had sounded dropping her vibrator on the floor she had panicked looking around the room she had knocked the keys to the floor as she tired to reach for them. After two failed attempts she had given up trying to free herself from the self-bondage and just focused on getting out of the hotel she figured it was better to be embarrassed than trapped in a burning building. Of course, it was a false alarm there was a guest looking very fearful as a fire officer lectured him.

  Kisi tried to cover up her nakedness for the hundredth time only to find that like every other time her hands remained firmly clamped behind her in the small of her back. The ridged handcuffs remained in pace holding her delicate wrists in their vice like grip. She had been a little too enthusiastic when she had applied them, a rather difficult feat behind her back. She couldn’t budge them an inch as they were connected to the waist chain that clamped about her waist digging into her belly riding just above her hips. Her fingers were a little numb she flexed them keeping the blood pumping.

  A chain hung down the front of the belt jangling away; presumably it would have become a crotch strap at some point if she had been able to lock her toy in place. She was glad that she had not applied the wrist cuffs as tight as the waist belt, it was really pinching. She had a pair of nipple clamps but one had come loose in the desperate rush to evacuate the building. She had screamed into her gag a string of unladylike curses and ran tightly bound out of the hotel into the parking lot hoping that no one would take a picture of her like this.

  Kisi got a few odd looks from the staff and the fellow guests. She thanked god that it was not raining but it was really starting to get cold dressed like this. The fire alarm abruptly stopped sounding and she breathed an awkward sigh of relief around the enormous gag jammed in her mouth. The hotel staff started to usher people back into the building as the fire crew wrapped up. She saw the grey clouds above her and felt nervous.

  Once of the ladies from the front desk walked over to her, Kisi felt relief mixed with a little trepidation.

    “Was madam a little preoccupied with a little game when the fire alarm sounded?” Kisi looked at the floor then nodded sheepishly, the woman addressing her looked to be barely twenty, a blonde.

    “Are the keys to your … err … jewellery in your room”? She looked at the woman in her uniform and nodded her cheeks flushing red.

    “Let me help you madam” the woman moved towards her and Kisi felt a little relieved that maybe she would get her chemise pulled down to cover her nakedness and her breast pushed back in. What she didn’t expect was that the member of hotel staff was going to pull her other breast free, then apply the nipple clamp back in place.

  She tested her gag and it was enough to contain her protests as both nipple clamps were ruthlessly tightened so that there was no way that they were coming lose. Regardless of how much she wiggled about they were not coming off. The lady from hotel staff looped her index finger round the chain and gave it a playful tug. Kisi screamed into her gag to no avail as the chain was raised higher and higher. She was suddenly standing on tip toe her balance difficult without her hands. Her legs began to cramp. The lady started leading her back into the hotel. She kept a tight grip on the chain keeping her guest balanced on her tip toes. There was a loud clap as the woman’s hand landed on her defenceless bottom.

  Kisi was lead back into the hotel past the other bemused guests and back to her room. For a moment she thought that her humiliation might be over once the concierge lady retrieved her little set of keys and let go of the chain. She was gravely mistaken as she noticed the lady fixate an eye on her little stash of self-bondage supplies.

    “Let me help you out dear.” The guest was mortified as the lady picked up the large red ball for the harness gag. It got worse as she rummaging around in her discarded clothing. The woman helped herself to some items, taking two of her white socks. They were only small dainty things but when added to the panties they would seem much larger when stuffed into her mouth.

  The little heart shaped padlock came off and the tight rubber wrap came off. Kisi looked at the woman helping her begging no. There was a mischievous glint in the hotel worker’s eyes. The ball came out of the harness only to have that pair of white socks shoved firmly in place. The poor guest’s face creased in disgust her panties were fresh her socks were not. Her eyes went wide as the larger ball was attached to the harness and forced slowly into her distended mouth. The harness was tightened up as far as it would go wedging the ball in place over the top of the large amount of packaging.

  Kisi tried to object as the harness was made tighter but it muffled her and she watched in the mirror as the wrap gag was re applied over the packing material. The concierge managed to get it far tighter than she had. Kisi was breathing through her nose panting still trying to process what was going on as the heart shaped padlock was clicked back in place sealing the gag in place. Did the hotel worker think she was helping her was she a lesbian that wanted to play with her? That sent a shiver down the helpless housewife’s spine.

  Kisi’s eyes grew wider as with a smirking grin the lady helping her delved into her bondage bag. She soon found what she wanted and removed two rolls of black electrical tape a pair of hinged handcuffs a thick rubber strap and a set of bondage mittens from her supplies. The guest deduced that she was going to be far more tightly secured. Something she had fantasized about but never had the courage to do even with her husband.

  She got a pat on the ass then she was turned around. The rubber strap went over her upper arms and it was looped over a second time then pulled so tight it bit into her flesh then buckled in place. It was not going to shift and drew her shoulders back, forcing her to thrust her breasts out. The hinged cuffs were next going over her arms just above her elbows. They were added and it was painful and solid, she was rather helpless like this. Kisi’s fingers fluttered in futile resistance. Her captor saw this then taped them up rendering them useless. She did her right hand first then the left. Her hands were released one at a time only for a solid leather mitten to be added laced up. Then her hands were returned to the cuffs, she was not getting her arms free but there was not the same amount of pain from the cuffs digging into her wrists. This was not the kind of help that she wanted!

  However, it was far from over as the hotelier removed brown leather thigh and ankle cuffs as well as a set of leather toe cuffs from her bag. Kisi tried to pull away but she was guided to the bed by the grip that the hotel woman had on the chain attached to her nipple clamps. She was made to sit on the edge of the bed. Cuffs were added to her ankles then high up on her thighs, they were buckled snugly in place. She tried to pull back, offering token resistance but her efforts got her a sharp tug on the clamps and a slap on her rump.

  She was pushed onto her back, then her ankles were pulled up to her thighs and the two cuffs strapped together frog tying her rather tightly, there was no chance she would run away. The cuffs were designed for long-term wear consisting of a lot of soft leather with foam sandwiched inside between the layers. She didn’t like it as her toes were drawn back the toe cuffs capturing her big toes were linked the strap pulling them back holding her in position. The strap between the toe cuffs was passed over the spot where her handcuffs met the waist chain. It was pulled tight leaving her in a vulnerable position her legs folded and parted slightly. Her feet pulled back with no way for her to free her legs. It both turned her on and terrified her.

    “Just stay put dear, I have a few other toys that some other guests left behind”. The concierge left her alone to wiggle. All her bondage was tight and firm, she made no progress as a few minutes later she came back with an ominous black bag. The bag was placed on the bed next to her where she could see it. The concierge leaned in close.

    “I remember you from your last stay at this hotel, there are consequences to not tipping…” She remembered the woman, paying the bill and not tipping. A certain nervousness collected in her throat.

  Kisi was exhausted fighting against her bondage as the woman removed a butt-plug and a battery pack and worryingly some lubricant. The woman grinned returned the plug and pulled out a slightly larger fatter one. The bound woman pulled on her bonds and made every effort to scream the place down as her vision focused in on the plug.

    “Don’t look like that it’s been thoroughly cleaned”. She rolled the guest onto her front, Kisi tried to clench her buttocks, she felt the cold lube dripped between her round backside. Her buttocks tensed as the tip of the plug pushed against her flesh. There was a tut and a little slap on her right cheek with the promise of more to come. She squealed into her gag as the plug was pushed in. the tip disappeared it got wider she struggled against her bondage, it was unsurprisingly tight. She screamed against her gag it was muffling as ever and then the plug was all the way in.

  The little battery pack and controller from the plug was attached to the right thigh cuff. The cable was plugged into the base. It was turned on and vibrated a little. Kisi jumped in shock, her buttocks tensed, her spine curved, her head twisted back and her legs tensed and toes curled. There were energetic muffled screams then it was turned off and she was rolled onto her back. This was accompanied by muffled screams of frustration and arousal as it was turned off. She glowered at her captor who grinned down at her.

  She was terrified with what followed. There was a rubber hood, a posture collar and a set of ear plugs removed from the bag and laid out on the bed next to her. She was trying to twist her head round to get a good look at them. Kisi tried to beg into the gag but it muffled her words. The hotel worker stroked her head then worked the ear plugs a little in her fingers to make them soft. She pushed a plug carefully into her guest’s right ear then stroked the side of her head pushing the last plug into her left ear. Kisi screamed into the gag as loud as she could and her cries seemed so quiet with the plugs in. The background noise like the bathroom extract fan or the flicker of the lights faded down to almost nothing. That was disconcerting...

  The hotel employee kissed her in the centre of the gag then unceremoniously pulled the thick rubber hood over her head. She panicked as her world went black. She tried to wiggle away as the rubber was pulled over her face. The hood was difficult and stubborn. It needed to be stretched and pulled worked down inch by inch. She tried to unfold her legs to pull her arms free. All she really managed to accomplish was to rattle her nipple clamps a little as the hood was pulled down over her chin. Two little rubber tubes slotted into her nostrils. She was full of fear alone with a stranger who could do anything she wanted with her.

  The hotelier stroked her hands over the hood getting it just perfect, removing every wrinkle from the rubber. She reached back behind it and pulled a couple of straps on the back, making the rubber tighter and tighter, until it framed every curve of its victim’s face so tightly it looked as if it was painted on. Kisi was rolled onto her side, she inhaled and smelt rubber. The gag was so much more formidable with the pressure over her entire skull. The posture collar was pulled under her chin as it was tightened up it forced her head back, it was tight but very well padded. Three straps were pulled to the last notch, ensuring that the collar was as strict and solid as could be. Under the hood Kisi submissively moaned into the gag. With the collar on it felt like she was held in a headlock, the fight was gone from her yet she was still turned on by the turn of events…

  She was moved to the centre of the bed then felt the lady bending down planting a hot wet kiss just above her clitoris. Her tongue started to dart down lower slow little flicks. The bound woman struggled, not to get away but to get closer to the stimulation. She was teased for twenty minutes without getting close to orgasming. Then the chain hanging from the belt was put in place between her legs, it was suddenly very tight. It kept the butt-plug wedged in really deep. The plug was turned on at a very low setting. The keys to everything were clipped to the front of the posture collar. Kisi was left as a package for her husband to find complimentary of the hotel. To keep her entertained the plug was switched back on at a very low setting. She was very glad when he arrived to say the least, she would be wearing those bonds for the duration of the weekend.