Renting Ginny

I don’t know how long I was out for. I only know that when I came to, I felt more out of it than I ever remembered myself ever feeling before in my life. I was lying in bed. It was still dark outside. Candlelight danced softly around me. There were candles on the dresser across from the bed and one on each of the nightstands that flanked the queen-size bed. I next became aware of the ache in my head. I went to reach a hand to my forehead, but was unable to do so. My arms and feet were bound in soft, yet secure bonds made of suede that were tethered to bedposts. I lifted my head as high as I could and glanced around the dimly lit room. I didn’t see anyone else around. Panic began to surge within me. This wasn’t right. “Hey,” I called out. “Hey!” I listened for any sounds of movement coming from within the condo, but heard nothing. “Hey!” I cried out again. “Where are you? What the hell is going on?” Still nothing. “I don’t understand. Why am I being tied up? Why did you drug me?” I strained to see if there was any light beyond the closed door, but was unable to see underneath it because a tall dresser blocked most of my view. My mind reeled with all kinds of possibilities, though none of them made much sense. Was this part of a game? Or was this woman totally whacked out of her mind? I struggled against the restraints that bound me, but was unable to slip free of them. Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching the bedroom door. My body froze while my heartbeat took off with a start. The door pushed open. Soft light spilled in from the hallway, making the candlelight less prominent. My panic heightened even more. “W—what are you doing? Why have you got me tied up like this, and what the hell did you give me?” I focused on Anina’s face. If the idea of the candlelight was to give off romantic lighting, it wasn’t working. Instead, it only caused shadows to flicker upon the German woman’s face in an eerie sort of way that made her appear even more sinister. “What the hell’s going on?” I demanded, trying to sound less afraid than I really was. “Relax,” Anina said in a stern and confident voice. “You’re fine. I’m fine. Everything’s fine.” “Why did you drug me up and tie me down like this? What kind of sick games are you playing?” “Is there anything really sick about Ambien?” she asked, sitting on the side of the bed. I tried to scoot away from her, but the suede ties wouldn’t let me move much more than an inch or two. “It’s a prescription sleeping pill. It won’t hurt you. You said you weren’t on any medication and—” “That’s no reason to give me something only a doctor should prescribe and without asking me up front. This was not part of the deal.” Anina, who was now chewing slowly on a piece of gum, crooked her head and smiled down at me in a way that I couldn’t help but be turned on by, despite the situation I was presently in. “Untie me,” I demanded. “Not yet.” “Now!” Anina’s expression darkened as she leaned in over me. “I make the rules around here. You are in myhome, Ipaid for you, and you will do as I tell you to. Do you understand, young lady?” “No, I don’t,” I said, desperation now seeping into my voice. “You read my stipulations up front. Where did you ever see anything about sneaking pills or other drugs into my drinks? I would have agreed to the bondage thing, but not the pills. Now let me up this minute, Anina.” “Not until you calm down and accept me as your master. We talked about this up front. I thought that meant you knew that you could also expect the unexpected along with the things you would expect as part of being my slave.” “Not all unexpected games are acceptable. If you don’t let me go, you’ll only be thrown in jail for kidnapping at some point, so why don’t you just let me go and we’ll forget we even met, okay?” “Sorry, Ginny. I’m afraid that won’t work. If you leave before your week is up, you are in breach of your contract.” “Bullshit! Haven’t you read any of the agency’s rules? Emmy certainly had to have gone over them with you. We workers are free to leave anytime for any reason and you clients are not entitled to a refund.” Anina leaned in even closer until her face was just inches from mine. “Get it straight, lady. I’m the one in charge here. If you just play by the rules, you won’t get hurt. I can guarantee you that much. What I can’t guarantee you is just what might happen to you if you don’t.” “Is that a threat?” I dared ask. “It’s a fact. If you don’t provide me with my money’s worth, you will pay the consequences, little missy.” I thought a moment, unsure if I should continue to resist or see what else she may have in store for me. “Fine,” I finally said. “I’ll play your damn game, but not with any more pills, you got it? You stated your rules and now I’m stating mine. Drug me up again and you’ll be in serious trouble. Same with if I want out and you don’t let me go.” She gazed down at me with an unreadable expression. Finally, she said, “You’re a tough one, aren’t you?” I chose my words carefully. “I know what I will and will not do.” She smiled partly with amusement and partly with sarcasm. “And I know you’re still my slave and I’m still your master and I will own you and do as I please with you until I and I alone am satisfied.” Again, the urge to fight sprang up within me. I just wasn’t sure it was a wise idea or that it would do me any good at the moment with me being restrained like I was. “No drugs,” was all I would say. She studied me quizzically, then said, “Don’t you want to conquer your fears in life, Ginny? And all in a fun kind of way?” I wasn’t sure what she meant, and I was afraid to ask. “One of the biggest fears people have, especially cute little ladies like you, is of being kidnapped and completely dominated. Haven’t you ever thought about this, Ginny? Haven’t you ever thought of the possibility of being kidnapped, your mind and body free for your captor to do whatever they may please with?” I wasn’t about to let her have control of my mind. Her having control of my body was bad enough. As securely as I was bound to her bed, she could use and abuse my body all she pleased, and that thought terrified me. But was that what she was really going to do? “Those who are kidnapped can’t usually expect anything good to happen to them,” I pointed out, “and you’ve already crossed the line once by drugging me up.” She laughed, “That was only to get you in the right frame of mind.” “For what?” “For domination.” “But I would have agreed to whatever role you wanted me to play so long as you hadn’t doped me up.” “But would it feel the same? If I had simply asked you to lie in bed and let me tie you up, would you feel the same kind of fear and resistance as you do now?” She had a point there. No denying that much. But it also made me wonder what else she may have in mind for me that she knew I wouldn’t like. What other scare tactics did she have in store for me? She began to untie me, but only my legs. “You see, Ginny, sometimes the chase is more fun than the capture. But if it’s not for real, then it holds no real meaning to it.” “What are you talking about?” I said, moving my freed legs. “If I told you I was going to have a surprise birthday party for you, then it wouldn’t be a surprise, would it?” “No, I suppose it wouldn’t be.” “But if I suddenly led you into a room, flipped on the lights for you to suddenly see a cake and gifts and other goodies waiting for you that I didn’t tell you about beforehand, then it would be a surprise, right?” “Yes,” I said begrudgingly. “But that doesn’t make the pill thing any more acceptable. I’m open to surprises, Anina. Just keep the drugs out of the picture unless I ask for a pain reliever for a headache or something like that, okay?” Wordlessly, she reached under my butt and began to pull down my panties. “I don’t know if I’m in the mood for this right now. It’s getting late and I’m still kind of out of it from the pills.” Dropping my panties to the floor, she dove in between my legs from the foot of the bed. “That’s okay. You don’t have to be awake or in any particular mood. You just have to do as I say and right now, I say I want my first real taste of you.” I let her lick my pussy. I didn’t expect to feel any real arousal given the circumstances, but between her beauty and the skillfulness of her tongue, I felt myself tense with desire. She licked and sucked with expert strokes and timing. It was easy to tell she had a lot of experience when it came to this kind of thing. The more turned on I became, the more turned on she became as well. After we came, we lay still for a moment or so to allow our breathing to return to normal. “I like the way you taste, Ginny,” she said as she got off the bed and untied my wrists. I sat up. Should I run now? Before I could decide what to do, she pulled me up off the bed and said, “Telling you to pretend to be scared and to try to run away wouldn’t be much fun.” “Why is that?” I asked nervously. “Because then it wouldn’t be real, just like I explained to you before. You know, like spoiling a surprise birthday party so that it’s no longer a surprise.” I suddenly felt like my knees might give out from under me. “Instead, I have to really give you a reason to fear me and to want to escape in order to authenticate it.” “I can be a good actress,” I said quickly. “Nah,” Anina said. “I can see through a good act any day.” My eyes widened in horror as she slapped me across the face. It wasn’t just a simple little slap, either. It was a really hard slap that stung the hell out of my cheek. Then she walloped me in the gut. I doubled over, amazed at the woman’s strength. She was right about one thing, though. I now had a genuine reason to fear her and to want to escape.