Resort Bondage 2
Juan set the bag down on the bed next to the unconscious bitch. He
selected a piece of rope from his bag. With one hand he flipped Melanie
roughly onto her stomach. He pulled her arms around behind her back and
began to tie her wrists together. She moaned futilely, but made no attempt
to resist. Juan yanked the knots especially tight.
Slowly she was coming out of her stupor. Juan quckly turned his attention
to her ankles. She still wore strappy high heeled sandals on her feet and
Juan decided to keep them there. He tied her ankles firmly and then looped
a couple passes down beneath the heels of her shoes to keep them in place.
"What's going on?" Melanie mumbled. She began coming out of her fuge
very quickly. She struggled to make sense of what was happening. She tried
to sit up and found that she couldn't move her arms or legs. Now she
realized something was wrong and someone else was in the room.
Before she could scream Juan stuffed a large rubber ball gag into her mouth
and buckled it tightly behind her head. She began to struggle with the
ropes binding her. She mumbled and whined through the ballgag. Juan was
thankful that he wasn't able to hear what would have been coming out of her
mouth at this point.
Juan stood back against the wall and watched her struggle on the bed for a
few minutes. She was fully recovered from the drugged drink now, Juan saw.
She struggled to a sitting position on the bed and looked around the room.
She noticed Juan leaning up against the wall obviously enjoying himself.
Immediately recognizing him she let loose a volly of insults that were all
quite effectively muted by the ballgag filling her mouth.
Juan walked over and stood before her. She stopped complaining and glared
up at him defiantly. "Melanie," he paused, savoring the moment, "you are a
bitch."
She garbled something unintelligible back to him.
Juan laughed at her. "I like you much better this way."
Melanie tried to kick him. Juan expected it. He easily avoided her clumsy
attempt and grabbed her feet. He gave a shove and tipped her over onto the
bed. He rolled her over onto her stomach. Once again her dress had ridden
up considerably and Juan was presented with the most perfectly tanned
backside he had ever seen in his life. He smacked it, eliciting a muffled
squeal from her. He spanked her again. He watched a red handprint slowly
appeared on her ass. He spanked her a few more time just for good measure.
"Listen to me." Juan leaned down and spoke to her gently. "You have
disrupted my club. I will not stand for that. So you will be confined to
your room until your parents return from their tour. I will be your keeper
and master. I assume that you will not agree to these terms willingly so
get used to being tied up."
Juan rose from the bed and went to his bag. He dumped it out on the floor.
Melanie twisted around to see what he was doing and saw a huge pile of rope.
Juan selected a particular piece of rope and came back over to Melanie. He
looped one end around her bound ankles and the other around her wrists.
Then he pulled her into a strict hogtie.
"That shoud keep you until I get my first break in a couple hours."
Melanie twisted helplessly on the bed and moaned into the gag.
"In case your wondering, no one knows that you're here. Before I came up
her I booked you on a tour that doesn't get back for three days. I also
cancelled your daily maid service so that we wouldn't be interruped." Juan
let that sink in.
"I'll be back a few hours to check on you. Try not to fall out of the bed.
There may be large spiders on the floor." Juan smiled and left the room.
