Abbey heads out to the construction site.

Abbey messaged George about three-thirty the next day. ‘Heading out, might not be back til tomorrow. The worksite is on Smithton Ave. If you want to visit me, make sure it’s late.’

As she got into the Uber she had ordered, she got a message back from George. ‘You are going to let them tie you up at the worksite and leave you there the night?’

She smiled and gave a little chuckle. ‘Not if you come save me.’ She replied with an emoji attached.

It was several more minutes before she got a reply; she was close to the worksite by that time. ‘I might come to look or play, but I’m not untying you; this is your thing.’

She quietly moaned, and the driver gave her a funny look in the revision mirror. As the car pulled up at the worksite Abbey saw that one of the men was already waiting outside the agreed-upon entrance. She thanked the driver and got out. As she exited the car she recognised Chris coming out of the worksite entrance.

“Abbey, you wearing anything under that coat?” he asked her. Abbey looked a little sheepish and shook her head. “Well, let’s get you to the top floor before the site manager sees you. He might have an issue with what we are doing.”

Abbey took his hand, and Chris and the other man led her into the work site. “Why would he have an issue?”

The other man laughed, “Hard hats must be worn on the worksite.”

Abbey laughed. “Well, maybe you will have to take some nice candid shots with me in a hard hat.”

Abbey was quickly shown up to the top levels, the heels of her thigh-high boots clicking on the bare floors. It was to be a new multipurpose building, retail on the ground floor and residential above. The lower levels had concrete walls, but when they reached level seven, there were half-completed walls and steel girder skeletal structures.

Abbey was led to one corner of the construction, half complete; there she saw makeshift seats, boxes of beer and other liquor and a large wooden spool that would have rope or wire wrapped around it as a table.

“So,” Chris said, “want to be tied up again?”

Abbey slide the coat from her shoulder, revealing her nakedness. “We can get there later,” she said, stepping closer to him. “I really need to find a way to thank Leanne,” she said, laying her coat over the opening of a half-completed interior window.

Chris started to strip off and laughed slightly, “I think giving her a break from being gangbanged is probably gift enough.”

Abbey started slightly, “Leanne gets gangbanged by your workmates?” she asked.

Chris laughed, “Yeah, she loves it, but one week, not so long ago, it was three days in a row, and she said she was left too sore. She’s never come out to the worksite like this, though.”

“Well, I guess I should try and show her up,” Abbey said, unbuttoning the top few buttons of Chris’ shirt before pulling it over his head.

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