She wakes to a blizzard and a surprise

Lucy jolts awake to the sound of the wind early in the morning, and silently cheers that she was fully snowed in and trapped, just like she wanted. She realized seconds later however, that she'd also woken to a banging on the front door. She hurried to release her wrists, managing to do so somewhat quickly, but had no normal clothes to wear. She answered the door regardless, the buttplug vibrating just at that moment. When the door opened, she found a shivering man bundled in a coat trying to weather the storm.

"Thank god, please let me in, I'm freezing out here," he said, snow in his eyes preventing him from noticing Lucy's state of nudity, chastity, and restraint.

She pulled him inside, not trying to speak with the gag in her mouth, and shut the door before more snow could pile inside. She brought him a chair and a blanket as he wiped the ice from his eyes, looking at her for the first time.

"Thank you for... wow," he said, his eyes moving from her gag and nose hook to her collar, to her bare breasts, to her chastity belt, and back again. "I know I'm the one half frozen, but are you okay?"

She nodded, and reached up to remove her gag. She'd keep herself to her rules and remain restrained, but she'd need to talk for now. She stretched her jaw and cleared throat, smiling awkwardly at the man. "I'm Lucy, I know this might seem weird... but it's all my own doing. I'm kinda on vacation, and well, I spend my time..."

"In self bondage?" he chimed in. "I'm Will, by the way. You probably saved my life, so I can hardly judge you. My car stalled down the road and I got caught in the storm."

The two shook hands, accidentally drawing attention to the leather cuffs on her wrists.

"Yeah, I spend my time in self bondage. And more. Um, this is weird to say, this is kind of what I'm calling my '****-cation.' So basically I'm renting this cabin to be my own ****, I have rules and bondage and everything..."

She realized at some point that she was oversharing, but didn't seem to be able to stop once she'd started. She stared at him, embarrassed, a little scared, and very turned on by the situation (and the vibrators). "Speaking of which," she said, her breath and voice shaky with arousal, "one of my rules involves being bound and restrained, so I'm just gonna..." She cuffed both of her wrists to the front of her chastity belt, locking her hands in a submissive posture as she stood before him.

"Isn't being a **** better when you have someone else to be a **** to?" Will said. He was still shivering, but there was a glint in his eye, teasing and excited and confident. "You should be kneeling right now, if you're a ****."