Cover your bases.

You make the call home. It takes a little work but you convince your mom to let you stay the night at Randy?s. Maybe your mom let you stay because it would be very awkward if you came home tonight. After all, you did have sex with her this morning. You think that it would be best to cover all the bases though, so you call Randy. You tell him that you just met ?some chick? and that things are looking good. You also add that if anyone asks, he should say that you are at his house watching a movie. He affirms that he has your back and wishes you the best of luck.

Marcia is upstairs, still preparing the surprise. When you are done, you slam the phone down and rush upstairs. The door to her bedroom is locked. You hear a strange clanking sound. You knock. She opens the door just wide enough for the package in her hand to fit through. ?Put it on Dan,? she giggles.

You open it and take out a black leather BDSM outfit. The outfit consists of fingerless gloves, black boots, a spiked collar, a mask with a zipper mouth, a cloth bandana with eye holes cut in it, two belts that go cross your chest, a flog, and crotch-less pants. You smile and strip. You put the outfit on, except for the mask. You knock again, but the door is locked. You only hear Marcia?s voice saying come in. You kick the door in, bursting it open to reveal one of the most beautiful sights ever.

The bed is pushed aside. In the center of the room, Ms Harris is bound. She is standing in the middle of a Binder 3000. This system of eight cords attached to four metal poles, is attached to Ms Harris at her wrists and ankles. This means that she can be suspended in nearly any position imaginable. She is wearing a black leather corset that stops just under her breasts, a black garter belt, and a black thong. On the bed lays every instrument worth using. You never knew that Ms. Harris was this kinky.

?What, no mask Dan?? She asks disappointedly.

An evil smile crosses your face. ?I?ll do whatever the hell I want, and that?s Sir to you.?

She smiles. ?Do your worst Sir.?