Gman

The sun’s shinning, it’s warm and breezy, perfect walking weather. And where am I? Stuck in a bag, bound and gagged. Only I did this to myself. This business trip gave me the perfect chance to get away from the rush of the office. Working for an investigation firm can be rough at times, although it’s mostly sifting through data. I got sent over here for a couple of days to check on the financial records on this guy owing child support payments for the last 5 months. He’s disappeared, but by having some banks check his records and transactions, hopefully it’ll give us an idea of where to look. I arrived yesterday, checked with the banks today, and am now waiting to hear back from them. It’ll take them at least a day to pull up all records of this guy, check other accounts on his cards, etc. I could’ve done this back home, but they wanted someone to argue with apparently, so I was sent. ...

Chapter 1 My bondage passion all started when I was nearly 18. I was home from school, and my mom was out. The doorbell had rung - it was a delivery man, with a package for mom. He let me sign. It was a heavy box, filled with objects which moved around when the box was moved. I was curious and opened the box, finding a variety of ‘gear’ - handcuffs, dildos, leg irons and leather harness. Not knowing what some of this stuff was used for, I got the picture with some of the other stuff, and put two and two together. Smart for a teenager. I ran upstairs with the box of goods, locked my bedroom door, and dumped the contents on the bed. ...