Bound alone in the hallway

For now at least, Tanya was left alone, bound like a bitch, and on show for anyone who decided to come out into the corridor. Tanya madly thought about making a run for it, but then almost had to laugh at her own stupidity, thinking she could possibly get away in her current state. Where would she even run to?

Still, her elbows and knees where aching with standing still, and the blindfolded Tanya tried to at least move a little to get some circulation going. It was at that point that she realised her leash had been tied to the door handle as a parting gift from Rachel, and she wasn't going to be able to move away from the door anyway. Instead, Tanya resigned herself to waiting there like an obedient dog, tied to a post while her mistress was away on business.

Every second that passed by seemed to stretch into an eternity, and every moment she had to endure like this felt like just one more opportunity for her to be discovered by someone new.

Finally, the door opened and Rachel re-appeared. Tanya instinctively looked up even though the blindfold meant she still couldn't see a thing. Her body was shaking as she waited for what she fervently hoped was her final - and private - instruction.

Rachel paused for a moment, and then gave a snort of derision.

"Okay bitch. Here's what's going to happen." Rachel leaned down and took Tanya's chin in her hand almost tenderly. "I have someone inside, who is expecting a blow job. He's not my type to be fair, but I reckon you're slutty enough to give anyone a blow job. Even..." Rachel paused again, and moved in even closer, "if it were our good friend Scott from the comic book store!"

Tanya groaned. The fat store owner had been the ringleader behind her masturbatory horror-show in front of his patrons, and she hated the idea of having him get any more pleasure out of her latest predicament.

Still, she was in no position to argue, and faced the terrible choice of having to trot into the room, or be dragged in by a clearly motivated and happy Rachel.

"Just one last thing Tanya," Rachel added, as she took hold of her leash and prepared to present her prize to the main inside, "if you say a single word while we're inside that room before I give you permission to speak, then I'll dream up something that will make what we've just done seem like a gentle stroll in the park!"

Tanya whimpered slightly, but nevertheless kept her mouth shut as she was pulled inside, and it was the small matter of a few metres before she was suddenly brought to a halt. Tanya could smell someone in front of her, but was a little surprised when the man kept completely silent. Perhaps this was part of Rachel's plan, Tanya thought, while she waited for the final nail on her complete degradation to hammered in.