Daisy the unfortunate waitress

She was an idiot for doing this, but this situation finally got rid of the feelings she had for James. He broke up with, then said he was willing to date her again, then comes another breakup. He was the sort of guy that kept a girl wrapped around his fingers and Daisy was the ribbon.

They were back together for a week when James decided on trying something new to finally get rid of her and make a little cash. The park was deserted this time of day so he proposed a bit of sexy fun, but with a twist.

“What are those for?” Daisy asked him as he took out a set of handcuffs once they were both naked.

“These will add a bit of spice.” He replied with a smile.

“No. We don’t need them.”

“Come on. You will like it.” But the look on her face made him stop pleading.

He put them on the grass beside him and leaned in toward her, causing Daisy to respond in kind where they resumed their make out session. When he had her laying down on the blanket, he rolled her over and started to kiss her neck, then slowly make his way down her naked back. When he finished placing gentle kisses on her cheeks, he made to get into the proper position much to Daisy’s anticipation.

With both his legs on either side and his dick lying upon her crack, he quickly grabbed one of her arms and the cuffs on the ground and brought them together. The click of the cuffs and the cold metal on her left wrist brought her out of her aroused state.

“What?”

But before she could react, her right wrist joined the other with another click and she was thoroughly bound.

“You bastard!” She yelled. “Get these off me!”

“Sorry babe.” He replied while standing up and walking toward their clothes.

“What are you…” she struggled to look back. “…doing?”

James spoke as he dressed. “It’s just a little fun. You need some excitement in your life before that diner job sucks the life out. Always dead on your feet and not willing to have fun. I saw some of your older coworkers.” He had his pants on now and was reaching down for the rest of the clothes, hers included.

“Hey! Are you taking my things? Don’t take my stuff!” She was really starting to panic now.

By this time he was gone and she was trying to get up. She rolled over on her back, then tried to use momentum. Raising up her feet, she then brought them quickly down and sat up, using the rest of her mass to roll to her feet. It didn’t work.

She promptly fell backwards, not gaining the necessary momentum and was now sprawled on her back with her legs spread, showing her peach fuzz covered mound, and cuffs digging into her wrists. Long dark was spread on the grass, and her round average B’s were pooled on each side. This was how James found her when he returned.

“That’s a pleasant sight. Naked suits you. You should wear it more.”

“Fuck you James! And we are done. Forever!” She glared at him.

“That’s fine.” He said indifferently. “Here, this is for you.” And he bent down and placed a chain around her neck, being sure to get all the hair out of the way.

“What’s this?” She asked curiously.

“Just your house keys and some dog tags with your name and address on it. I had it made a few days ago.”

“A few days ago? How long did you plan this?” She yelled at him again.

“Doesn’t matter.” He then grabbed the blanket off the ground. “Oh, there is a school not far from here and they are about to let out. Bye.” And he was gone.

“Wait. James. James! JAMES!” She screamed.

Daisy then thought of another way to get up. She rolled over on her flat belly, then walked her knees forward until both her rear holes were perfectly exposed up in the air, then bent upward, standing on her knees. She then was able to stand on her feet.

Of the hidden cameras, one was able to get the perfect shot of her from behind that viewers would love.