I got her (Finders keepers series) SeXStoRY

I went a little broad with the introduction. I was intending to talk about Sunday so here is Sunday. As planned I was waiting for Trapped to come online with her surprise when suddenly the phone rang. It was my boss. He knew I was off for holiday the next week but some things needed to be fixed. At that moment I hated being so good at what I did. My boss told me over and over he wanted to keep me no matter what. That was also the reason I had the next week off. I just felt like it and got it. But it also meant I had to work weekends occasionally. I wrote a short PM for Trapped. I had to abandon the appointment at the latest possible time before but this time, with her calling me Master and the promise of a surprise it felt bad. I hurried over to the office and did my thing. I though It wouldn't mind an extra 5 minutes to get some other things fixed. I had some stuff in my room that needed be transferred to storage. They could get in and search for it when I was away but I did keep some play things in my desk drawer that I didn't want anybody to know about. I could get away with it towards my boss but the "management assistance" could make hell. I grabbed the key to the storage room. Or at least I tried. It was gone. I had to get the master key. I had the privileges to use it but it meant some extra paperwork. the one making the key get lost would have to answer for that, I decided. I went to the storage room in the basement. I had problems putting the key in the lock as if somebody had tried to break in. I hoped it wasn't burglarized because in that case I would have to wait for the police and it would take hours to get back home. And back to Trapped online. I carefully opened the door and closed it behind me. That is when I noticed the regular key at the inside of the door. I had to unlock the door so whoever had locked it was inside. I did want to get it over with so decided to scout out the room myself. Silently I went through the isles until I saw a laptop on the desk. It was open and showing a something I recognized. It was my profile page on one part of the screen and the PM I send this afternoon on the other. Even more silently I slipped to the clearing with the desk. Then I saw her. I had never expected to find Trapped in my office building. I looked at her again. Yes, it was really her. What was more concerning was the fact that Trapped and our management assistant where the same person. I leaned into the wall and tried to regain my breath. What did I do? I loved Trapped but really disliked out management assistance. But then I remembered. She became obnoxious shortly before I met Trapped online. Was that her way of trying to prevent me from making the connection. Had she always been after me as her Master. I would need to find out. Later. Now I had some other plans. I quickly left the storage room and went back to my car. I was glad I brought my own laptop. I hurried back to the storage room and found a spot Trapped couldn't see me but when I tried I could see her. That was when I noticed the surprise. She had finally managed to get the double shibari working. I felt a jolt of pride over my submissive. I quickly logged on and started the webcam. I could see her stir when my image came up on the screen. I made sure she couldn't see I was in the storage room. I made sure a regular door was the only thing visible in the background. She looked tired. She responded with a slight movement. I adjusted myself so I could also see her live. She didn't only put herself in shibari. She also had tied her hands over her head to some hook. "Hello Trapped." I typed. She let out a kind of whistle. "Good afternoon, Master" was the immediate response. "Are you feeling well" Another but different whistle. "Not that well, Master" "What is going on, my dear" No sound. But she moved as if she wanted to get to the laptop. "Trapped?" Whistle. "Yes, Master?" "No, I mean to ask whether you feel a bit trapped." She hesitated and I saw her work her arms. She didn't get free. "Yes, Master" I checked things out live and I found out her reason for being so stressed out. She had tied her wrists together and hooked them over a hook on the ceiling. The hook turned out to be to big to have her lift the rope back over the tip to set her free. I hadn't expected such a mistake from my Trapped. Then I noticed something different. She was wearing the high heels I saw on the management assistant. There was only one big difference. The heels had come loose and she couldn't balance high enough on her toes to get her free. I wondered how long she must have been like this. Our scheduled meeting was an hour overdue. She must have been preparing for this before that. So she might have been like this for almost half an hour. I felt pity for her but at the same time it was immensely exciting. I had to adjust my growing cock in my pants. I did it without thinking until I heard a moan from the screen. I looked up and saw Trapped watching the screen with big eyes. She had never seen my crotch. It was always hidden by my desk but this time I was in an more awkward position. I smiled and she licked her lips. Then she smiled back. "How can I help you, my dear Trapped?" She struggled in her bonds. "Where are you?" She felt still. She realized I didn't know where she was. Or at least she didn't know I knew. Being bound she couldn't get to the keyboard to type in the address. I didn't know I loved Trapped being trapped like this. Then she started to try to pull her mask from her face. The mask she used to hide from me who she really was. The rubbed her face to her upper arm in an effort to push the mask up over her eyes. When she had it worked so high up it covered her eyes I got up. I jumped to the light switch and switched it off. The basement didn't have any windows so it was almost pitch dark instantly. I had closed the lid of my laptop. The only light came from hers. I heard her shriek. She must have uncovered her eyes and noticed the darkness. I heard her fighting the rope. She could see my webcam was offline. I opened the door and closed it with a bang. I made loud noises as I approached her through the isles. I heard her trash around trying to flee from whoever was approaching. I stepped into the clearing making sure the laptop was at my back keeping my face out of the light. She look at me and froze. I slowly walked up to her and she backed away as far as the rope would allow. "Truly trapped, my dear trapped?" Before I could react she jumped forward. She jumped up against my body and wrapped her legs around my waist. The f***e flattened her breasts against my chest. She looked in my eyes and then she put her lips on mine. Kissing wildly. She slipped her tongue out but the moment she touched my lips with it she opened her eyes and pulled back. She leaned back and sighed. "Sorry, Master. I am so glad you are her to rescue your stupid sub." She hung from the ceiling. Her arms stretched high pulling her breasts up. Her legs were still wrapped around my waist and I could feel the warmth of her crotch on my hard cock. I felt a few of the knots between our bodies. She gyrated her hips but stopped when I looked down. I kept silent. "Master?" I didn't respond. She started to pout. "Are you mad at your sub, Master?" "I am very mad." She looked frightened. "I am very mad at the management assistant who kept my Trapped away from me for so long." She smiled. "May I kiss Master?" "No, you may not." Before she could respond I grabbed the robe running between her breasts and pulled her upper body to me. I put my mouth on hers and f***e my tongue in her mouth. Something she gladly accepted. I put a hand under her ass and lifted her a bit. This helped her free her hands and she wrapped them around my neck. Without unlocking our lips I gathered our laptops, locked the door and went to my car. It was perfectly clear for the both of us I would take her home with me. I knew I had a whole week to test her out. I didn't know whether she was free too, but I didn't care. As a management assistant she could arrange things.