A Dangerous Woman Ch. 02

It was a week later when Natalia and Ben met for dinner. Natalia had suggested a classy restaurant and came elegantly dressed in a black cocktail dress and heels, with Ben choosing a white shirt and tan chinos.

"How was your week?" Natalia asked breezily as she sat down.

"My week?" Ben exclaimed, "What about the last time we met?"

Natalia flicked her long red hair to one side and gave him her uber confident and controlling gaze as she reached across to undo one more button on his shirt.

"What's to say? You escaped."

"No thanks to you."

Natalia sunk two fingers into the seductive cleavage of her lowcut dress to rescue two warm keys, "My peace offering."

"I'm out of the mitts now!" Ben laughed in exasperation.

"Good... they might have become bothersome." She winked teasingly.

"Anyway, I didn't escape. The way you left me locked up I could never have got out." He sipped his wine as he chose his next words, "Someone else let me out... your mother!"

"Oh, you know then," Natalia replied a little sheepishly, a half smiled behind a sheath of red hair.

"And I had to earn my way out because of the 'extended' stay."

Natalia watched the growing smile on Ben's lips which betrayed his attempted reprimand. Maybe she had found a man as perverted as her.

"Did she make you tidy the dungeon, then?" Natalia blue eyes were breaking into a smile.

"No... the smother box." Ben mouthed.

"Tsk, tsk," Natalia tutted, "Why did you do that?"

"Because she wasn't going to let me go," Ben replied.

"But going down on my mom?" Natalia pretended to shiver.

Ben sat up straight, his mouth open as he stared at the devious redhead, "She's hot," he smiled defiantly, hoping to generate some mother daughter jealously.

"You pervert!" Natalia whispered.

Ben grinned. Coming from Natalia this was a compliment and maybe a chance to get back at his bewitching date. "It was pretty fucking sexy between her legs," He reached a hand beneath the table to rub his cock, "The way she bounced on my face as she orgasmed... you should try it."

Ben stared down the looks from the nearby table that may have overheard some of their conversation, before turning his attention back to his date. However, his attempt at shocking her had failed and Natalia was now leaned forward, resting her head on her hands and licking her parted lips.

"Fuck, you're fun," she growled, "maybe I'll sell you to my mom as a sex slave... she can put you back in the smother box and weld it shut... I guess you'd like that."

"It's not happening again," Ben replied waving a warning finger.

Natalia looked on with raised eyebrows, his every attempt at male authority just stimulated her sadistic side. She whipped back her dominating hair and smiled sweetly in preparation for tightening the screw.

"I have photos, mom has photos." Natalia paused to elegantly sip her white wine and delicately wipe her lips, "From now on, whenever mom and I fight, I'll send you down below as a peace offering."

Ben tilted his head to the side as he tried to make sense of her big blue eyes but was quickly drawn into her spell and followed suit as Natalia's lips broke into a grin.

"Oh, I'm serious," Natalia giggled playfully.

"Really? She said that next time she might not let me go," Ben tried.

"That's a risk for any man that wonders into her dungeon." Natalia's breasts were dancing in her lowcut dress, "but don't worry, I'll rescue you."

"Like you did on Saturday?"

"I got waylaid."

"My who?" Ben questioned.

"Just my own touch, beneath silk sheets..."

Ben touched his cock again to untangle his full erection.

"Anyway, I would have come, eventually," Natalia leaned forward to kiss Ben's cheek, "I do kinda treat my mom's dungeon as a left luggage locker for my lover."

"We're lovers?" Ben asked in surprise, unsure whether he could survive such a role.

"Of course! There's only you," Natalia purred, "While you were on your knees in the cell, I was a good girl."

"That will never happen."

Ben leaned backwards and stared at the seemingly innocent woman with big Disney eyes and cute pouting lips. "That cell," he paused, "was the longest night of my life. Every time I close my eyes, I'm back there."

"Yet you're here with me, tonight?" Natalia observed.

"Yeah." Ben laughed and shook his head, "And I'd probably go back in the cell right you if you asked."

"Careful sweetie, don't tell me too much or it'll be too easy for me to fuck you."

Beneath the table, Natalia's legs widened, and her heartrate jumped as she felt even closer to this wonderfully sexy and perverted man.

"I won't sentence you to life beneath my mom tonight," she replied magnanimously, "I've somewhere else for us to stay."

Natalia leaned across the table, slung her arms around his neck and thrust her tongue into Ben's mouth. "But first, let's fuck in the toilets," she growled.

"Really?" Ben was buzzing. He had never got past mutual masturbation with this beautiful woman. They kissed again as Natalia wriggled on her seat, finally pulling her black silk panties off her hips and bunching them up in her hand.

"And as I'm such a good fuck," Natalia whispered, rubbing the damp silk against his face, "I'm going to have to gag you with these... and superglue your lips shut."

"No way, Nat!"

Natalia gave him a carnal stare to tell him he was wrong and then reached down to retrieve a tube from her handbag. "It's temporary glue," she whispered, "It will hold you for an hour and then release."

Ben grabbed the tube from her hand and studied the instructions.

"Come on, I want to fuck!" she growled impatiently, her leg stretching beneath the table, her stiletto heel grinding against his crotch.

"Okay." Ben opened his mouth and let Natalia press the damp silk deep inside. She then ran a thick line of glue along his bottom lip and used both of her manicured hands to squeeze and hold his lips together.

"Oh, we're going to have some interesting chats now..."

Natalia buzzed as Ben tried to separate his lips, his face distorting but his mouth staying welded shut. "Follow me," she whispered, grabbing his hand and leading him away to the women's bathrooms.

Once inside, Natalia locked them inside a toilet cubicle and unbuckled and dropped Ben's chinos and boxer shorts. Just as hastily, Ben lifted her dress and pressed his cock against her, quickly pushing inside her wet and ready vagina.

Natalia was panting rhythmically. She felt uninhibited and free as she teased Ben's bonded mouth with her tongue. She loved the thought that the fabric that had followed the contours of her sensuous body all day, soaking up her scent and arousal, was now flooding Ben's taste buds. Their conversation in the restaurant had keyed her up and within minutes she orgasmed.

Natalia was grinning. She loved the elicit thrill of sex in public places and she continued to moan in delight even as another customer entered the toilet. Ben pressed a finger against her lips which only made her giggle.

"It's okay for you," Natalia whispered, "You're quiet 'cos I was kind enough to sacrifice my panties for you. Now just suck away and do as you're told."

*

They returned to their table where Natalia ordered another bottle of wine and an entrée for herself. "What?" she asked in response to Ben's quizzical look, "No point in ordering you anything 'til the glue softens. Anyway, dirty panties is a speciality of the house... I'll even tell you how I made them so dirty if you like..."

Ben watched on as Natalia ate slowly and sensually with parted lips and sauce dripping from her tongue. He was tempted to forcefully drag her back to the bathroom to fuck again but was wary of what her twisted mind might do to him next, so instead he just watched patiently in her inescapable panty gag.

"Silk draped over buttocks and now draped over your tongue," Natalia whispered flirtatiously between mouthfuls, her hips rocking on her chair as if making love to her food.

She ran her hand over his chiselled chin and studied the complex look of frustration and arousal in his eyes before turning back to peruse the menu for her main course. Ben took the opportunity to steal away to the bathroom and splash water on his face, only to return with a defeated look and Natalia's supposedly temporary glue still locking his lips together.

The unyielding chemical bond meant that Ben missed the main course and also dessert which Natalia ate slowly and teasingly, using her spoon as a phallic sex toy, panting and moaning as cream dripped from her lips.

"Think you could taste the difference between a gym workout and a dirty daydream?" Natalia mused, the conversation just between Natalia and herself, "Or is it both?" She held her hand to her mouth in mock surprise.

Finally, part of Ben's lips separated, and his tongue worked back and forth to break the remaining seal. Natalia giggled as he took her spoon and tried to force some of her crème brûlée into the corner of his mouth. In reply, Natalia opened wide and ran the tip of her tongue around her lips, licking the cream. "Cute," she mouthed, "But, you still can't get my panties out, can you?" she giggled mercilessly.

Natalia continued to gaze at her date. He was gorgeously attractive, tall, slim, strong and silent with ruffled dark hair. As she leaned forward to kiss him, her dress rode up and her bare butt now rested on the fabric seat. That felt nice and she rocked her hips in the hope of leaving a trace of her excitement.

Ben continued to prise his lips apart and was finally able to retrieve her bedraggled lingerie from his mouth. "Great idea with the glue, Nat," he smiled sarcastically.

"Mmm, you had a good suck on these," Natalia purred, taking her used underwear from Ben's hand and discarding it in the ice bucket.

"I'm starving," Ben moaned, finishing the remaining wine in one gulp.

"Kebab?" Natalia smiled sweetly.

*

Having watched Natalia dine at the expensive restaurant, Ben had to settle for eating a very average donner kebab while Natalia ordered them an Uber. The car arrived five minutes later and led them out of the city and dropped them at an industrial unit.

They walked inside and were greeted by a woman of around thirty, wearing a white blouse with a company logo, fitted tan trousers and heels

"Ben, this is Ellie," Natalia grinned, hugging the woman.

"And this is payback," Ellie smiled, picking up a bunch of keys.

Ellie ran her family's storage business which rented out shipping containers among other things. Natalia had met Ellie when she had needed to store some of her mom's belongings and had made an unforgettable impression by shutting Ellie inside one of her own containers.

People who knew Natalia knew not to let her get on the opposite side of a lockable door, as she would seize every opportunity to tease. But on this occasion, she had found a likeminded soul.

Occasionally, when renting containers to men she found attractive, Ellie would flirt as she led her customers into their containers and would then hang back as they left. With her heart pounding, she would watch the silhouette of their strong physique through the doorway, hoping they might shut her inside as a tease. However, nobody had until Natalia came along.

Wearing heels more suited to the office, Ellie led her guests out into the yard and over to a 8 by 10 shipping container. She heaved open the door to reveal a mattress with fresh sheets, a bottle of Champagne, some water, and a small bucket.

"This is your room," Ellie announced with an effervescent smile.

Natalia leapt inside, soaking in the sultry air and imposing steel walls. She had always adored the thrill of being trapped. The helplessness and danger had always stimulated her sexually and she was impatient to indulge that thrill with Ben.

Ben followed Natalia inside more cautiously. The thought of being locked in for the night with Natalia was both scary and exciting. He turned to watch Ellie whose figure was silhouetted by the lights behind the partially open door, her long dark hair in a tight ponytail flicking as she spun around.

"Oh, I need my padlocks," Ellie called, "Stay here."

Not wanted her guests to change their minds, Ellie hurried over and slipped into the seat of the electric forklift truck and pressed the pedal to drive. The forks moved forward until they pressed against the doors. Ben saw the door closing on him and started to push it open.

Ellie could see him through the crack in the doors and smiled as her black leather heels gently caressed the accelerator. Despite his efforts, the door closed a little more. They shared a look as he pressed his shoulder against the inside of the door just as Ellie's heel touched the pedal. The truck carried Ellie forward, the heavy steel closing further under her command.

Ellie's tan trousers slipped off the padded seat and swished around to the front of the parked forklift which now pinned the doors closed with only three inches of play.

"Well, that should hold you," she beamed as she spun on her heels and walked away.

When she returned, both Ben and Natalia were straining to glimpse the outside world through the three inch crack. They watched as Ellie sat down on one of the forks, her legs swinging back and forth.

"What's happening?" Ben asked naively.

"It's my turn to lock Natalia in the container," Ellie fizzed.

"And me?"

"You're the condemned woman's last meal," Natalia giggled, already aroused and already unbuttoning Ben's fly and running her hand inside.

"You know Nat gets off on this?" Ben called through the crack.

"I'm just locking you in," Ellie replied, "I'm not responsible for her actions."

"Do I get a choice?"

"Sure. You can do anything you like tonight," Ellie called, "... apart from escape."

Natalia pulled Ben's phone from his front pocket and reached through the gap to hand it to their jailer, "I want it totally dark," Natalie panted into Ben's ear, "We'll have to make love by touch."

"Arh, Nat," Ben growled, as Natalia left a love bite on his neck. He looked out at Ellie whose thighs were now swinging open and shut. "Do you think I'll survive a night with her?"

"Not my problem. You're not getting out once I click these shut."

"Stop flirting El, and lock us in," Natalia panted.

"Yes, I've got padlocks, lock box and high security clamp that really should be clicked shut," Ellie grinned, "Time to kiss your old life goodbye."

Ben was still watching Ellie as she pressed her shoulder to the door. "Not the best shoes to wear," she laughed, kicking off her heels and bracing herself on bare feet and tensing thighs as she thudded the door closed.

Then, drawing on her many hours in the Pilates studio, she engaged her core leaned in with her weight and turned the handles, the levers multiplying her force many times as she squeezed the door tightly shut on its seals. One of the handles was stiff and she turned and bounced her butt against it, little by little driving it irreversibly home.

Her guests were now trapped, but she craved the click of padlocks on the handles to ensure she was the only person in the world who could free them.

"No more air or light until the morning!" Ellie called, banging on their steel cell.

She then used a massive padlock to secure the lock box and then fitted the high security clamp around the door rails and pressed down with her trembling thumb to engage the deadbolt. She slipped all the keys into her pocket before sliding her feet back into her heels.

"I've got you now, Nat," Ellie called.

Inside, it was pitch black and Ben blindly held out his arms as he tried to locate Natalia. He spun as Ellie used a hammer to send loud vibrations through the steel walls. "How you going in your tin can?" Her smooth voice seemed ominously distant through the heavy steel walls. Ben turned again as their captor circled the container, knocking at different points to create a cacophony of echoes through their gaol.

"She's fucking with us," Ben cried.

"Forget about her," Natalia purred.

Ben obeyed, locating the mattress and kneeling down to feel Natalia's naked, writhing body. He undressed as quickly as he could in the dark and then dropped down to straddle her lithe waist. But just as they were about to kiss, the container jolted and lurched upwards.

"What's Ellie doing with us?" Ben gasped.

"Whatever she likes," Natalia mouthed dotingly, "Maybe she'll load us on to a ship and take us around the world."

"Oh, fuck..."

"We have given her complete power and ownership over us," Natalia breathed, aroused by the sealed steel that enclosed them, "All we can do is lie here and fuck."

She gripped Ben's cock and thrust her hips, enjoying his aftershave that filled the warm sultry air. "Slow," she mouthed as she felt Ben slip deep inside her.

"I guess I have you all night," Ben growled his muscled arms pinning her down.

"And all we can do is fuck," Natalia moaned, "that's our life now."

There was another strong jolt which took Natalia's mind back to the woman outside. Ellie had been aroused when Natalia had locked her inside her own container but also embarrassed that it had been at the hands of another woman. A confusion only magnified when, upon her freedom, Natalia had kissed Ellie on the lips.

The container was still moving, this time turning a corner which sent Ben tumbling to the side. They laughed as Ben climbed back on, holding fast to stay on Natalia's body.

Next, they knocked against another container, the vibrations thunderous for the prisoners inside. Every touch of Ellie's stiletto toe against the pedals tossing them like ragdolls. Natalia loved the hot, dark maelstrom of the box and screamed in delight as she climaxed, her cries resounding in Ben's ears.

"Where are we, El?" Natalia tapped on the wall, her voice hoarse from lovemaking.

"That's my little secret," Ellie called back.

Ellie picked up her hammer and bashed on the container again, enjoying how she could startle her prey.

"I've stacked you up with the other container," Ellie called, "Just one of many. No particular need to unlock." Ellie bashed again. She was enjoying herself.

"I've put up a sign saying, 'Do not open'," Ellie panted, breathless from prancing around the box, "Not that anyone can 'cos I'm taking the keys... we'll see if I remember which one you are in the morning."

*

Natalia and Ben finished the Champagne and made love again. Now sexually spent, Ben untangled himself from Natalia's embrace. It was silent outside as if they had been forgotten and were now nothing more than a distant memory in some giddy girl's mind. He pushed against the door, shaking his head as he pictured the array of bolt and locks that secured it from the outside.

"What if Ellie never let us out?" he sighed, his breath warm against the unforgiving steel.

"We'll spend the rest of our life in here," Natalia breathed, "El's probably having a wet dream about that right now."

Ben held his constantly erect cock which was now aching. His mind flicked between the woman that now owned them and the aroused woman who wanted to fuck him in oblivion, and whose breathy purring filled the otherwise silent sealed container.

He headed back towards the enchanting purr, his cock relieved that after some giddy fumbling in the dark, Natalia guided his head down between her legs. He placed his lips against her vagina, enjoying the secure clasp of her thighs which pressed against his cheeks as he brought her to a slow and sensual orgasm.

*

They were woken the next morning by the teasing sound of keys being run down the side of their container. Natalia sat up, untangled her red hair from her face only to see complete darkness.

"Ellie?" she called on her parched gravelly throat.

Ben was also now awake, his blinking eyes trying to follow the rattle of keys that circled their small metal box.

"Ellie?" Ben croaked.

Ellie had barely slept due to the elicit thrill of their game and the many possible ways they might punish her once she let them out. The only time she had started to drift into deep sleep, she had rolled over and the keys had dug into her hip. She had then used a wedding garter to attach the keys to her inner thigh, but by then she was to keyed up with eroticism to sleep.

As it was Sunday and the yard was closed, Ellie had dressed in denim shorts and a mauve fitted top. Hearing movement inside, she cupped her breasts and pressed them up against the steel door. The keys were hanging from a belt loop on her shorts, and she swung her hips to rattle them against the door.

"Morning lovers," she called.

"Ellie," Came another effusive cry as Natalia and Ben pressed themselves against the inside of the door. They were both sexually exhausted and slightly delirious from their subspace high and reduced oxygen levels in the airtight box.

"Can you hear the keys?" Ellie called.

Natalia and Ben grinned as they pictured their heroine outside. Daydreaming of sunlight, coffee and a hug from their captor.

"Well, I'm not going to use them... I'm going for coffee." Ellie called.

"What?" Natalia gasped, sliding down the inside of the door into a crumpled heap in the darkness. "You bitch," she purred, her panting lips against the steel as she imagined their captor just skipping away with all the freedom in the world.

With her sexual arousal spiking, Natalia climbed to feet. She found Ben by touch and wrapped her arms around his neck. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist making him stagger backwards against the locked door. He was gorgeously strong, easily taking her weight and thrusting into her trembling body. It was quick and intense and ended with them collapsing on to the tangled sheets.

"We wouldn't make very good hostages," Ben gasped as they lay panting, "We'd fuck ourselves to death long before our captor could get her keys in the lock."

*

An hour later and Ellie was perched on a wall next to the container. Her coffee was long finished, but she was enjoying the last of her power. Finally, she stood up, stretched and unhooked the keys from her belt loop. She unlocked the container, her lithe body fighting again with the stiff handles until she finally released one of the doors.

"Oh!" Ellie exclaimed as she saw their naked tangled bodies.

Natalia and Ben were squinting in the light and seemingly unaware of their state of undress as they clambered to their feet.

"Clothes?" Ellie asked.

"Oh."

"Wow, I can just imagine where your minds have been!"

Ben tried to pull on his trousers but stumbled and fell backward on to the bed. Natalia had better luck slipping into her dress and was now standing on the mattress straddling her exhausted lover.

"Dinner Saturday night at my mom's," she smiled, twisting flirtatiously above him, "You will be there."

"Fuck," Ben mouthed as Natalia skipped away bare foot to hug Ellie, both women now standing dangerously close to the partially closed door.