“Each method has it’s pros and cons. Simplicity is usually best. Uploading to a website or program relies on the power to be on. What if the website goes down? What if there is a power outage? On the contrary, electromagnetic locks only work when there is power so if there is a power outage, you immediate are unlocked, which is very safe, but the setup can be a bit complicated.
“Which leads to the second part I mentioned, a backup plan. I always have my cell phone nearby. I always tie a small cord to the phone case and the other end near my hand so if the phone were to fall, I could still retrieve it. In the case of a problem, I would have to choose which person I would call and ask them to come help, and… know that I would have a lot of explaining to do.”
She chuckled at this and asked, “Have you ever had to use your plan B?”
He grinned at the question and replied, “No. I have been close twice. But each time I was able to get out of it. To your earlier question, with enough preparation, I can assure I am completely bound and being tormented with no way out until whatever the first release mechanism allows it, or I decide to ruin a friendship and make a call.”
She thought again for a few moments and looked back at him, “When you do this, how long do you stay bound? I know you have had me bound for a couple of hours before I think, although time gets a little blurred in the adventures.”
“Another great question. Too short I have found does not drive me crazy enough to create the feeling of truly wanting or even needing to be released to climax. On the flip side, too long and the thoughts of how long this is going to last starts to outweigh the erotic build up, I start simply thinking how long until it is over. The variability is important to, not exactly knowing how long it will last but within a certain time frame. I find a minimum of 45 minutes to an hour to really get my boiling and keep it that way for as long as 4 hours. Shorter is not enough and longer is just too much. Once I had set it up to keep me bound overnight, but that was way too long.”
He paused again and took a sip of wine to study and gauge her reaction. She was processing all of this information thoroughly before making any further comments.
A smirk developed across her face and she finally commented, “Knowing you the way I do now, with all of your planning and creativeness, this information doesn’t surprise me really. It actually explains how or why you have done to me what you have done. And if I can also say, it has me a little turned on.”
She paused while taking a sip of wine again and then continued, “I actually like that you have experimented with the cause and effects. It makes me trust that you would never hurt me and that you have a great base of experience to build from. I appreciate you sharing. It still makes me want to get even with you some day, but I will let you decide your own fate for now, and mine for that matter.”
“Someday perhaps we can arrange that, although the thought of you getting even as you describe may not be all that I would expect. And most of all, thank you again for understanding me. We seem to definitely share a lot of chemistry.”
“Yes we do my kinky friend,” she said and crossed her legs, which allowed her to feel the wetness between them.
The two shared the rest of the dinner in a more traditional fashion, discussing their workdays, plans for the rest of the week, current issues around the world, all very normal which somehow felt like a nice break for them both.
After dinner Derek drove Katie back to her home and walked her to her door.
“This has been a very nice evening Katie, thanks for going. I need to think of our next adventure soon.”
“I am counting on that,” she said biting her lower lip in anticipation.
The distance between the two closed as Derek leaned to her and gave her a soft passionate kiss. After a brief moment, the two broke the embrace and she thought that was the softest kiss she had received from her normally very kinky man. She smiled, liking the change of pace.
The next day the two exchanged some fun text messages and pleasantries, but also concentrated on their work as both had fairly busy days.
“I have some video calls this evening but am heading out to run some errands,” Derek text her as the 5:00 hour approached.
“Sounds good! Hope your meetings go well and speak to you later!”
Katie turned her car towards one of the major shopping areas in town as she had some items to pick-up for her niece’s upcoming birthday. She also thought about the idea of buying a corset for herself to surprise Derek.
As she sat at the stop light waiting for her right turn out of the shopping area and still daydreaming about a corset, a white sedan passed by, and she was snapped out of her daydream by Derek’s car. Two more cars were behind him and then the lane was open. She pulled out and realized she was inadvertently following her kinky adventure planner.
As she drove a rush of excitement washed through her at the thought that he might be driving home, which up to this point had been a mystery. Damn blindfold she thought to herself thinking of the times he drove her.
Contemplating what to do, she continued to follow, her mind racing with thoughts. Should she follow him and figure out where he lived? If he saw her would he immediately think she was truly stalking him? If she did follow would it ruin the suspense of the location truly being a mystery?