Monday, 10 October 2016

The knock at the door (a new short story)

Hi everyone, its been a while since i've posted here, to be totally honest i've had a little bit of a block when i've sat down to write a post even though I've been feeling more submissive than ever.  So I thought I would take an idea from a couple of dreams i've had and try write them into a short story.  So here goes, hope you enjoy

The Knock at the Door

It was a few weeks ago now, I was on the first day of a week off work that i'd been looking forward to for an age.  Things hadn't been going well at work and I felt exhausted.  I spent the early part of the day visiting friends and family before coming home to make a meal and settle down into my "other" persona.  I'm not going to lie, I was that tired my makeup wasn't the best i've ever done, but I got the feeling I always did when getting dressed in lingerie.  Of course I shared my feelings on my "secret" twitter and within an hour or so was losing myself in my submissive fantasies, hoping that I may be able to have a session later in the week.  I was both browsing clothes on the internet and watching some of the humiliation clips I have, so was quite excited and after a couple of weeks of self denial was feeling a deep ache growing in my small balls.

I did take a small break after a while and had myself a beer, finding myself fascinated at my lipstick marks on the neck of the bottle, being quite tired the beer really got me relaxed and I led down after teasing myself to the edge time after time, It was getting pretty late now, and I started flicking through the phonesex channels on TV feeling my imagination wander into fantasy then it happened.

Knock Knock, I froze and became suddenly alert, was that my front door?  No surely it can't have been, then Knock Knock again, it was, I gulped and felt myself trying to hold my breath, there was no way I could answer dressed like this, and had no way of getting myself into a suitable state to open the door.  I muted the TV, thinking surely whoever it is will go away, then my phone beeped with a text msg.  I tried to smother it scared that the noise would be heard at the door, it read. "Surely little Miss it is very rude not to answer your door"  I looked at the number and didn't recognise it and felt a panic set in, surely i've been careful enough that no-one knows my secret girly side.  Even worse a second message came through saying "I know you have read that last msg, but take your time"  I couldn't even sneak into the bedroom to grab some boy clothes to answer without passing the front door, let alone remove my makeup properly. I replied "who is this"  and waited, feeling myself shake with fear.  A picture msg came back of my front door with the reply "Well Cinnamon, I guess you had better open the door and see xx"

Now I was freaked, the next msg came a moment later and said "you dont want me to start shouting do you?"  I could feel my mind whirling trying to work out what to do, who was there who could possibly know I knew I couldn't have any shouting, not with my neighbours, that would be terrible, I thought well the hallway light is off maybe if I take off the wig, and try stand behind the door i'll be ok, I felt so exposed in my pink fishnets, panties and ruffled babydoll as I went to the door, I unlocked and opened it a fraction and couldn't see a thing, peering my head around I whispered "hello" and still nothing.  It was pitch dark outside so I poked my head out and whispered again, it happened so quickly then, from round the corner I saw a shadow and something quickly came over my head.  I was gently pushed back inside and heard my door shut and the sound of stiletto heels on my laminated floor, I could smell a perfume that I thought I recognised from somewhere, then heard a voice "So Cinnamon, are you scared?" 

I could feel my heart pounding as I nodded in reply, I swear I tried to speak but the words wouldn't come out. Did I recognise that voice, I wasn't sure, I was pushed against the wall and felt a hand roughly grab me through my panties, "it looks like something isn't scared" before a giggle, I was dragged into my lounge then and felt some cuffs being put on my wrists behind my back.  The softest whisper came into my ear "do not fucking move or make a sound, ok??" I nodded again through whatever had been put over my head and felt the panic growing It was soft like a pillowcase and i'm sure it had perfume all over it, There was still the phonesex channels on my TV and humiliation sissy porn playing on my laptop, this was soon realised and I heard whoever this was talking to themselves as they looked through my laptop, I could feel a tear starting to form in my eye, "Humiliatrix, Cruel Girlfriend, Clips4Sale, oh my looks like someone has quite the collection" the voice said, with a giggle as she turned the volume up a bit, laughing at some of the suggestions coming from the clips. I could hear movement and was dragged around my flat with a firm hand clasped around my tiny manhood, which was throbbing and betraying me as my fear grew.  As we entered my bedroom I heard drawers being opened and exclaimations of "jackpot" I knew my girly things had been found, and heard the distinctive tone of a camera click from a smartphone.

I then felt the thwack across my chest of the flogger thats in one of my drawers and the unmistakable sound of the miniwand, I was whispering "please, whats happening, whats going on, who are you" But having no reply other than the faintest of giggles, and the slightest touches on my tiny cock and tickles keeping me so aroused despite the fear I was feeling, and then I was pushed on my bed, I felt the weight of whoever this was sitting on me, making it so I couldn't move, "Just a quick call I have to make Cinnamon darling" the voice said my panic was absolutely full on now, but I couldn't move or do anything about it as the voice said "hey girl, we're about ready now, bring the car round and with everything i've found we may need that big bag to put everything in"

I felt that hand slowly start rubbing me over my panties and squeezing, driving me crazy but not enough to make me cum, then the door knocked again, "hehe its time" she said pulling me to my feet and back out of my bedroom towards the front door, I was pushed up against the wall as I felt the cool air as someone else entered my flat, I heard another pair of stilettos and a laugh at my exposed aroused and by now shaking state, that voice that had tortured my mind tonight said we'll get what we need and then be off, she told the new woman to go and check whats playing on the laptop in there, I was dragged back into the bedroom hearing out and out laughter from the lounge, and heard the sound of things being thrown into a case, with a few nice comments on certain garments and makeup, I'd given up trying to understand what was happening now, I heard the case being zipped up and was pulled back to the laughing second woman in the lounge, "These videos are so funny" she said, "can we take this with"  My god I thought, where do i recognise that voice from.  I could feel her approach, and knew there was one woman on each side of me now, my cock was roughly grabbed again, still throbbing and I involuntarily thrusted which brought a giggle from one side, and a comment of "patience" from the other.  I heard the camera sound again, before a comment of "thats a lovely selfie for twitter" I gulped as the voice said "Right its about time to go"  I finally found my voice and said "go, go where" The grip on my cock tightened to the point of pain and my nipples were roughly pinched as I heard the reply "you'll see, after all Cinnamon, you have all week off work" as the other voice started laughing, I felt tears running down my cheek then as I was dragged out of my flat, cuffed hooded and in my flimsy lingerie, praying no-one would see me.  I heard a car boot open and heard the case being put in, lets put her in the boot too came the second voice, I was pushed in with a giggle and heard the door shut..........

The end, (for now)

Well there you go, I hope you enjoy this, and theres certainly scope for continuing the story, but for now I think this is a good point to leave it, as I've got myself all worked up typing it out.  

I really would love to know what you all think of it, I got some great feedback from the first couple of short stories I wrote and being totally knew to writing it was much appreciated.  

Anyways I have a fairly busy and exciting week ahead, with maybe some kinky play that i've been looking forward to for a while (all may be revealed soon) and   Investigating a couple of new opportunities in my vanilla life, and also shopping in advance for what sounds an intriguing night in November that I have a ticket for, but i'm sure i'll still be on Twitter as much as always so feel free to chat to me on there.  Especially if you've got any feedback for me.

Sorry its been so long since the last post, I promise i'll try not to leave it as long this time

Cinnamon xxx

1 comment:

  1. Oh I can thinking of many ways this little start of a story can go but as you already know I have a very devious and evil mind ;)