Six Little Words

SIX LITTLE WORDS

 

Book 1

Chapter 4

 

���� Jim decided to make the bedroom his home base for looking into Jessica�s psyche.� He was tempted to jump right on the computer and find out what perverted things she had been doing online.� Instead he went through the assorted bins of restraints and things.� He examined each item carefully, and was sure he knew, or could guess, the use for everything.� If nothing else, she extremely neat and organized.� Everything had its place.� Next he moved to her closet and dresser, going through her clothes one piece at a time.� Her preferences definitely leaned towards dresses and skirts.� She barely owned a pair of short besides several pairs of shortalls hanging in the closet.� He didn�t see many pairs of pants either.� The skirts and dresses were mostly of the tight and revealing variety, but not as much to be called sluttish.� She definitely had no problem showing some skin.� She had more shoes and boots than a small shoe store, the majority with taller heels.� He only saw two pairs of athletic shoes among them.� Her lingerie drawer was a wonderful surprise.� All sorts of sexy pieces in assorted textures and colors.� She seemed to like garter belts, bustiers, and teddies.� That was good, so did he.� He put everything back the way he found it, and went to investigate the second bedroom.� Enroute, he found Jessica cleaning.� She was busily dusting the entertainment center in the living room, so into her task that she didn�t hear him creeping up behind her.� She jumped when he wrapped his arms around her, and lifted her off the ground.� She gave a gagged squeal, and kicked her chained feet.� �Think you�re going to be done in time?� he asked setting her down and giving her a light swat on her butt.� She sort of shrugged her shoulders.� �How do I know that you don�t really like to get spanked, and you�re going to be late on purpose?� he teased her.� She turned and looked at him with a twinkle in her eye.� �Your room is still off limits.� I�m going to check out the other bedroom.�� He kissed her on the forehead before leaving the room.

���� The second bedroom was exactly as Jessica had said.� The real surprise was the large volume of kinky clothes and costumes.� There were skirts, dresses, cat suits, and under garments in every color of leather, vinyl, and rubber.� She seemed to have an especially large collection of leather garments.� �Probably because she can wear them out in public� he thought as he examined a shiny, black low cut leather mini dress.� The leather straight jacket intrigued him.� It looked very secure.� It was black with silver buckles and zippers.� The zippers were strategically placed where her breasts would be.� Each buckle could be secured with a padlock.� The crotch strap was actually two separate straps that would go front to back, on either side of the important parts.� �Total helplessness with no loss of access.�� He liked the idea.� He saw similar designs in several other items.� One was a bright red, vinyl cat suit with zippers at the crotch and breasts.� Most of the clothes were either designed with sex in mind, or to put sex on someone�s mind.�

���� �I like your taste in clothing� he told her.� �In both of your bedrooms.�� He had snuck up behind her again.� The time she had been vacuuming in the front hall, so she had, had no chance of hearing him creep up behind her.� He held either arm at full stretch at her sides, gripping each gloved wrist just above the handcuffs.� His tongue darted in and out of her left ear.� The collar didn�t allow her to turn her head.� She tried, but he didn�t allow her to pull away.� �I may not be able to get to your breast, pussy, or clit, but I�ve found that most females find this highly arousing.�� He nuzzled the area just behind her ear.� The high collar almost reached the area in question.� She purred into her gag and stopped struggling.� �I�m really missing your lips, babe, but I�m kind of into the silent Jessica right now.�� She squirmed as he continued to excite her.� �I�m going to play on your computer now.� The other bedroom is available to be cleaned.� Don�t bother me while I spy on your web surfing habits.� He told her, his tongue darting into her ear one last time before he released her.�

���� Her computer was already turned on when he sat down at her desk.� He shook the mouse, and the screen saver disappeared, showing him the desktop.� The first place he visited was her web cache.� It showed all the sights that she had visited lately.� Most were fairly normal, but every once in a while one would stand out from the news, weather, and glamour web addresses.� He would double click the mouse, and usually be looking at some sort of bondage, or D&S sight a moment later.� Her user names and passwords were all embedded, so he had no problem with gaining access to the ones that were pay sites.� He wasn�t terribly surprised by what he found, but he had never imagined that there were so many ways to bind, tie, or otherwise restrain the female body.� A better understanding of all of her bondage paraphernalia was gained and he got plenty of new ideas.� Most of the subscriptions sites contained just pictures, but some also had streaming videos and stories.� He came across a few sites that had only stories, as he checked her bookmarks, but he had no idea which ones she had read.� They covered everything from bondage, to golden showers and scatology.� They were mostly in text format, which didn�t help because there would be a lot of text files on her computer.� Then he had an idea.� He checked her directory structure using desktop explorer.� He went down a level, trying to figure out where she would put her personal stuff.� She had a lot of files.� On a whim, he did a search of her most recently accessed files.� The first was a Microsoft Excel spreadsheet called �housework�.� It was what he thought it would be.� He printed the list on her laser printer, folded it up, and put it in his pocket.� He checked the directory it was in, but it was just where it should be with the other Microsoft Office files.� Scrolling backwards through the most recently used files, he came across one called �Captive�.� Bringing it up took a couple of seconds.� That told him that it was a very large file.� He had hit the jackpot.� It was an erotic story!� He checked the directory it was in before reading it.� It was just as he had suspected.� All of her stories and other pornography were there, buried so deep that he never would have found them just looking through directories.� There were thousands of photographs, mostly in JPEG format.� He brought twenty or so up at random.� They looked very commercial, or at least posed amateurs.� They were probably from the kinky sites that she subscribed to.� He selected some of the video clips.� They were similar to the pictures.� He guessed they were from the same sites.�

���� A constant theme ran through everything he had seen so far.� The videos and images were not about violence.� It was about restraint.� In a few of the movies, women had been getting spanked as punishment, but no real hardcore S&M.� None of them seemed to particularly like it either.� They were damsels in distress.� Ninety percent of them were being dominated by men.� Frequently it was two or more women bound and gagged at the same time.� All of the images she had downloaded to her computer were of strict, tight, inescapable bondage.� He had seen women who looked like they could escape if they sneezed on some of the websites.� These obviously weren�t the ones that appealed to Jessica.� Another directory name caught his eye.� It was called �Real�.� He thought it was maybe some Real One video files, but when he double clicked on it, he knew he had hit the jackpot.�

���� The folders within it were set up the same, each labeled pictures, stories, and videos.� He opened the picture folder and clicked on the first image.� It showed a naked, red headed woman tied face down on a bed.� She was bound spread eagle with leather cuffs on her wrists and ankles.� She was also gagged and blindfolded.� The gag looked to be of a similar variety to the one that Jessica presently wore; a leather front panel holding something in her mouth.� Several pillows were wedged under her groin, tightening the stretch of her limbs, and offering up her rear.� The offer had obviously been accepted.� Her buttocks were bright red.� It was obviously that she had been recently spanked with a paddle or some other striking implement.� He looked closer and discovered two things.� She the first was that she wore a black, leather collar around her neck.� The second was that he had seen the collar and the wrist and ankle restraints before.� He dug through the proper bin of restraints, and came up with all five.�

���� The girl in the picture wasn�t Jessica, but the red hair was a close match.� He could tell that the body wasn�t hers.� It was beautifully, but different in dimension to some of Jessica�s measurements.� After studying the image for about a minute, he noticed the tip of a butt plug protruding from between the crimson rear cheeks. He wondered if it was Catherine.� The picture wasn�t taken in this house, but it was different from the many website photos that looked like they had been taken in a studio.� The room was someone�s bedroom.� It looked lived in, and not staged.� After studying the picture for a few more moments, he realized that he had another whole directory of material to explore.� He had better quit mooning over this one image, and get to work.

 

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