An Act Of Kindness Repaid

I sat alone in the launderette just waiting for my washing to complete its wash cycle. In walked a lady who instantly caught my attention, causing me to stare at her. She was about 5’7″ tall, long black dyed hair down to her shoulders. She was wearing a tight fitting t-shirt and tight black wet look leggings. She carried a little bit of weight and at a guess I would put her age around 50.

I tried not to stare as she began to put her washing in the machine, hoping that she would drop some clothes on the floor so that she would bend over to pick them up so that I could look at her ass! No such luck! She closed the lid of the washing machine and began to look through her handbag.

“Damn, shit!” she swore and immediately looked at me.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to swear, I’ve left my bloody purse at home,” as she apologized.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out enough coins to pay for a wash and handed it to the female. I always believe an act of kindness never goes unpaid.

“Thank you so much,” said the female, “I wish there were more people like you. My name is Suzie.”

I introduced myself. “I’m Tom, pleased to meet you.”

As luck would have it, my wash finished its cycle. I opened the machine and started emptying the washing into my bag. An item of my washing fell onto the floor and I bent over to pick it up.

“Now that’s an ass I’d like to spank!” said Suzie. I stood up and looked at her, red faced and open mouthed.

“In fact, I’d like to see you in them AND spank your ass!”

I realized straight away that I was holding a pair of my small black briefs in my hand.

“Thank you, I would, err, let you. Sorry, I’m lost for words.”

“Don’t be,” said Suzie, “just follow me back home.”

We arrived at Suzie’s house and went inside. Suzie made us both a cup of tea and we sat down and talked. She explained that she had been in a relationship but her ex partner had left once he discovered her dark side. Since then she had been trying to find anyone who would satisfy her dark desires.

“I can’t see why he would leave you because you like spanking. There’s nothing wrong with that,” I said, trying to sympathize with Suzie.

“It’s not just the spanking, I like; I like bondage. The minute I told him that, he was out of the door,” said Suzie, placing her hand on my thigh.

“Well, he’s an idiot, I wouldn’t run out of the door. Life’s too boring, it needs a bit of adventure,” as I looked at Suzie, smiling.

“Are YOU sure you wouldn’t run out? If you’re sure, just wait here,” said Suzie as she got up and left the room, walking upstairs.

About ten minutes later, she came down stairs and into the living room. Suzie stood in front of me wearing thigh high boots over her leggings, a black studded PVC bra and a full leather face mask with her hair coming out of the top of it. For the second time today, I was open mouthed and lost for words.

“STAND UP AND UNDRESS TO YOUR PANTS,” ordered Suzie. I quickly stripped down to my briefs, hoping that Suzie wouldn’t notice the swelling in my pants. Suzie then gave me a bag.

“PUT THEM ON,” she demanded. I opened the bag and saw that there was a leather mask similar to Suzie’s. I pulled the mask over my face, suddenly becoming aware of the confinement and smell of leather. Suzie came up and fastened the laces at the rear of the mask, making sure the mask was secured to my head. I then reached back into the bag and pulled out a studded collar, which I fastened around my neck.

“You’re my gimp now. You will call me Miss Suzie. Do you understand?”

“Yes Miss Suzie,” I replied.

“Now follow me upstairs,” demanded Suzie. I could see why her partner had left. This was her dark side, a domination bitch. But I loved it!

We went into Suzie’s bedroom. I noticed hanging from a chain on the ceiling was a pair of leather wrist restraints. Suzie took my hands and placed them into the restraints, fastening them tight. I could feel my cock growing in my briefs. Suzie then faced me.

“Open your mouth,” she said in an authoritarian tone. I opened my mouth, and in doing so, Suzie forced a ball into my mouth, securing it in place by fastening it at the back of my head.

“It’s just a ball gag, I don’t want my neighbors to hear and know what Miss Suzie and her gimp get up to, do I!” laughed Miss Suzie.

I shook my head and tried to say no but the ball gag stopped any sound coming out. I was Miss Suzie’s gimp, for her to use and abuse! Miss Suzie walked around to my front and looked at my bulging cock straining against my briefs. She slowly pulled my briefs down so my cock was free. She then picked up something from her dressing table and faced me. In her hand she was holding a studded spanking paddle. My eyes opened wide.

“Step out of your pants,” she ordered. I obeyed her and stepped out of them. She picked them up and threw them to the side.

“Get him down,” Miss Suzie demanded, talking about my cock. She gently tapped my cock and balls with her studded paddle, causing me to wince with the pain. I then felt a stinging blow across my ass, as Miss Suzie spanked my ass with her paddle. I tried to scream out again but the ball gag stifled any noise. Another blow landed against my ass, causing me both pain and pleasure.

Miss Suzie then walked over to a set of drawers and pulled something out. She then walked back to me. In her hands she held a pair of lace black panties.

“You will wear these for me. My gimp doesn’t get a say in what he wears.” Miss Suzie then pulled the lace panties up my legs, but before she pulled them over my stiff cock, she again slapped my cock with the paddle. Once the panties were pulled over my cock, Miss Suzie picked up her iPhone and began taking photos of me.

“They’re for my own personal collection, and maybe to put on the internet on the sex site I’m on,” she laughed as she told me this. She then stood her iPhone up on the dressing table and pressed the ‘record’ button on the video function. Miss Suzie then walked back to her bed. All I could see was my recording image on the screen of the phone. Miss Suzie walked back in front of me. I now noticed that she was wearing a strap on.

“Now the fun begins,” she purred.