Under
Karin
Face Sitting,
Body Worship and Bondage
By Andrea
Jordan
Copyright 2015
Andrea Jordan
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Chapters
Under her Butt
Between her
Thighs
Handcuffed in
Public
Shackled Together for the
Night
Chained to the
Railings
No One Leaves
Karin
Under Her
Butt
A day of face
sitting in a smother box
Karin made the
short walk from her flat to the train station and waited on the
concourse as arranged. 8am was early for her to be up, but this was
easy money. As a student she needed all the money she could get and
easy money was her favourite kind.
She stood at
the agreed place, her feet fidgeting in her old tan boots, trying
to stay warm. The cold winter air was blowing straight through her
well worn blue denim jeans. Her old leather jacket gave slightly
more protection, but she still looked forward to getting back to
her small flat to warm up.
James spotted
her from a safe distance. Mid twenties, average height, brown hair
and glasses, the description of her was accurate. As he walked
closer, he observed as much as he could, ready to take the final
decision of whether to go through with this.
She had an
attractive face, maybe even stunning in a good light. She had full
lips that were in a constant pout. Her figure was hard to tell
through her jacket. Her legs looked nice in her well fitting jeans,
curvy rather than slim with an hourglass figure, but still with the
advantage of youth. Unfortunately she was standing facing him with
her back against the wall and so he was unable to take a view on
maybe her most important characteristic.
He was now too
close, she had spotted him.
"Karin? Nice to
meet you," he said.
"James!" She
smiled. He smiled back.
"Money arrive
OK?" James knew she spoke little English, however he spoke even
less German.
"Yes."
"Can I get you
a coffee?
She was a
little surprised by the offer, but also pleased with the
attractive, easy smile of her friend for the day. While the money
was good and the work easy, meeting strangers was always dangerous.
Meeting in a public place helped and she also took other
precautions. She had taken self defence classes and carried an
illegal stun gun and a knife. Messing with her could be a very bad
idea.
She’d often
thought about what she would do to anyone that tried to attack her.
Most ideas involved her driving into the forest and handcuffing the
unconscious fool to a large tree. Karin hadn’t made up her mind
whether she would ever release him or leave him to die. It would
depend on her mood on the day.
However, James
seemed OK, tall, attractive, with lovely eyes. He had that slightly
nervous, unsure look that usually indicated a nice guy just
indulging in a secret fetish. He ordered from a takeaway counter
and they stood together drinking lattes, the language barrier
making it hard to communicate other than through the occasional
smile. Karin looked both nervous and excited as she held the hot
drink in both hands in an attempt to warm up.
She was leaning
casually against a rail that ran along the wall of the coffee shop,
providing a temporary seat. James glanced down discretely, trying
to take in exactly how she was sitting on the metal rail, but the
heavy outdoor clothing hid the all important detail. Instead he
watched as she frequently flicked her shoulder length brown hair
back over her shoulder, a cute habit in James’s opinion.
With their
drinks still unfinished, they walked the five minutes back to
Karin’s small flat. James deliberately let her get a few steps in
front before following, this really was his last
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