“Oh Fuck, where is it, I can’t believe I lost it.” My mind was racing as I look through the crumpled sheets, trying not to search too frantically, I don’t want her to know somethings wrong. I glance over to the other side of the bed where she’s laying. Her arms are wrapped behind her back, buried in a leather arm binder locked with dozens of small padlocks, her legs were tied together just as tight in a leather leg binder. She’s hooded with a deep black leather hood, it covers her entire face as well as her neck, with two tiny slits for her to breathe through, which must have been a challenge, because underneath the hood she was ball gagged. Despite being hooded, she was blindfolded underneath as well, it was honestly kind of redundant, she couldn’t see through the hood anyway but I liked the look of it when I was tying her up.

I hear her moan loudly despite how heavily she’s gagged. She moves her hips a bit, trying to get the most out of the large vibrating dildo that was locked inside her. I had it secured in place with multiple large leather straps that I had then locked down with the same mini padlocks as her binders. The dildo was very secure deep inside her, it wasn’t going anywhere. I see the leather restrict and loosen around her soft pale skin as she moves, I see her large breasts rising and failing with her quickening breath. She was close to cumming, I could tell. She looked incredible, I slowly reach over to feel her, quickly getting distracted from my current task, but finally regain my senses and pull my hand back. As badly as I wanted her right now there were more Important things to focus on.

Her ball gag, blindfold, and hood were all locked in place with the same padlocks used on the straps around her. There was no way she was getting out of them. Especially since I had lost the key.

I flashback thinking about the moments leading up to now, her anonymous ad about wanting to be tied up, my anxious offer to do so, her excited reply. I think back to this morning, the first time we met, a cute little coffee shop just to make sure neither of us were crazy. I remember being stunned as I watched her lustrous brown hair bounce with every step she took, the freckles on her nose that matched her bright brown eyes. All her beauty currently locked behind that leather hood.

She had worn a tight black dress, it highlighted her incredible curves while still being tasteful, I looked over at the side of the room where it currently laid on the floor. I remember her laughing at my terrible jokes, and how excitedly she asked if I’d be interested in spending the night with her at a hotel downtown, and how timidly I agreed, still unwilling to believe that this was real.

The panic set in deeper, I knew no one could be this lucky, no one could have such a radiant woman be this excited to spend the night with them and not mess it up in some way, this was just the universe balancing itself. She would never want to spend another night with me if she knew I was this careless, or worse what if she thought that I was keeping her tied up on purpose, crossing her boundaries, what if she thought I was trying to kidnap or rape her. “Oh God” I murmured feeling more anxious at all the terrible possibilities, thinking about how much she would panic when she inevitably used our signal to be untied and not being able to understand why I wouldn’t untie her. I had to find that key.

I don’t understand where it could have gone, I had left it on the nightstand next to the bed as I was tying her up. But it was nowhere to be found. She was moaning even louder now, and angling her body towards me clearly wanting my touch, begging for me to play with her. I reach over with one hand and gently grab her thighs, trying to keep her entertained while searching through the sheets with my other hand. She makes a whine, clearly unhappy with one hand, wanting both. I sigh heavily and grab her breast with my other hand gently playing with her nipples, matching the sounds of her vibrator. She moans even louder now, I can’t even enjoy it, even though I’m playing with the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, my eyes are elsewhere, darting around the room trying to find that key.

Finally, it happens, her body spasms, her hips thrust, I see her toes curling and she makes multiple heavy moans before finally falling back onto the bed, panting loudly. I’m panting even harder, I know what’s coming and I’m not ready for it. She moves her head side to side 3 times, it’s our signal to untie her. I’m unsure of what to do, desperately trying to think of ways to buy time without being suspicious, unsure of how much I would need, I had looked everywhere and it was nowhere to be found.

I knew the only thing I could do was tell her the truth and hope she would be understanding; I could at least alleviate her worst fears by just acknowledging my own incompetence.

“I’m really sorry,” I start, “I can’t find the key, I know it’s here somewhere, I swear I saw it when we started, just give me a few minutes and I swear I’ll untie you as soon as I can” I stammer out hoping that the anxiety in my voice will cause her to take some pity on me.

Surprisingly I hear her giggle through the gag, she shuffles her body a bit, clearly struggling to move from still being tied up but finally manages to roll to the side, and underneath her butt was the key. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, I don’t know when she managed to do it, but at some point she swiped the key and had sat on it to hide it from me, a joke, she knew it was there the whole time. I grabbed the key fully feeling the weight of my shame at having been duped, I could still hear her giggle through her gag, clearly I was not the one in charge here. I quickly went through each lock loosening her binds, I gently slipped her arms of the arm binder, and took off her hood and blindfold. I unlocked the locks around her gag and slipped it off.

“I’m so sorry” I stammered

“Don’t be” She chuckled, “That was a lot of fun, I can’t wait for next time, but just so you know it’s important to have at least two keys around”

She continued to beam at me, her face still glowing from her orgasm, I could feel my panic ease at her smile, knowing that she was safe and happy.