Not the wardrobe of a typical dominatrix. He couldn’t see a spare key and with hands cuffed behind his back could only use his face to search the dr...wer. Her scent was beautiful and he lost himself for a few moments with his face buried in material. However there was no spare key, Hannah must have taken them all with her. Knowing that there was no way to get free from the overly tight cuffs, he crawled back to where Hannah had left him, laid down and waited for her return.Hannah checked the. In her naivety, she had repeatedly broken one of the unwritten rules of working life, don’t pee in the corporate pool. ‘How could I forget that Fay.’ added Jack. ‘You look like you’ve been on holiday? The weather must have been good.’Fay smiled demurely, she had a soft-spot for attentive men and for Jack she knew he was a natural. They had bumped into each other in the office and also in town as they socialised through mutual friends. Jack was always chatty and hopelessly charming, she thought. When I got the problem correct I felt his fingers curl up and touch the tip of my dick. I felt a shock go through me and I jumped a little. He looked at me and asked if I was alright. I said yes, I just had a muscle twitch. He said why don't you stand a little closer. I stood next to him, and when he gave me the problem to do, he put his arm around my waist with his hand just touching my pants. I did the problem but got it wrong. He pushed his fingers against my now stiff dick through my pants. I quickly showered and went to thebathroom determined to get an early start this evening I pulled on thepink panties and remembered the plastic thing. I looked closely at thepanties and noticed a very thin slit in between the two layers of silkin the front and slid it in there. Then came the numerous pink tights(I was becoming quite the expert at this), the pink gloves and theleotard.I looked at the collar and knew that once I put the chain through andlocked it, I would be completely trapped in.