This was the moment my elbows were bound. I had wondered what it would feel like & I wasn’t disappointed. I felt totally helpless. I found myself he...ping him! I linked my fingers & pulled my arms together as much as I could so that he could bind me as tightly as possible. This was ridiculous, what was I doing. I was helping a complete stranger to put me in bondage so that I had no chance ofescape! I felt my elbows touch & as he wrapped more rope around them.As more ropes were added I began to. The hypnotic smell of rubber infiltrated my mind and made me weak to resist it all. I loved the rustling of the rubber top sheet as I pulled it off me. Miss Linda came in as I was getting out of bed and asked me how her little sissy slept. I mumbled, “Okay,” and sat there blushing under her gaze. Here I was a grown man 46 years old under the total control of a beautiful 21 year old woman. The submissive sissy deep within me would not let me disobey her every word. She pulled the front of my. ”“Right, miss. Don’t move him. The big ‘copter’s here. Can they put down where you are?”“I think so. It’s fairly flat with spinifex.”“Right. And where are you?”“Pipeline Road, just northeast of Balcanoona Creek.”“Right. They’ll take off in a few minutes and should be there inside of a half hour. One of the men’ll be a medic. Over and out.”“Thanks,” said Mitch.“No problem,” said Sam. “Here’s an energy bar. You probably are real low now. By the way, I’m Sam and this is Tessa.”“G’day. What did I. You know, you have a nice figure, you should try dressing like me, It's fun. Anyway, it's been lovely to talk to you but I have to meet some girls at the club. Can I have my skirt now?"I handed over the skirt and mumbled my apologies and Diane, George or whoever walked out of the store.The store finally shut and as the various employees left for home, I carried on doing the stock-take.I could hear Miss Fissler sorting out her section as I worked away, trying to reconcile the list that I.