Since the day she moved in next door I had been helplessly in love with her. She was gorgeous and, during the summer, I spent hours looking out my upstairs window at her sunbathing in the back garden.

In my mind Mary could have been the model for the ultimate in feminine beauty. I knew for a fact that she was 5’ 8”, 38” 24” 36” and lying in the sun gleaming with sheen of oil or dressed to perfection to go to her office, eye catching was an understatement.

I have been told that I am attractive and I do try to keep myself presentable but compared to my neighbour I felt like the ugly sister.

Now the colder weather had arrived and, even though she didn’t know it, this weekend Mary was going to be my guest and we were going to have some serious fun.

I had watched as she left for work this Friday morning. She was single and a very successful chartered accountant; many days she didn’t bother driving since the local transit system had a bus stop just around the block from our homes. The silvery gray leather coat was tightly buttoned and belted with the hem just brushing the top of the knee boots she wore. The 3” block heels were sensible with our uncertain weather but she, somehow, made them look like 6” stilettos.

At 4 o’clock I left my own house wearing my dark brown leather coat, the hood up against a cold wind. My boots, like hers were knee length and sensibly heeled. I took the bus down to the junction of the route from her office and settled on a bench to wait.

As soon as I got a glimpse of her very distinctive coat at the other end of the depot I quickly boarded the waiting local bus and stared out of a window. Naturally, I was very surprised when Mary slid in the seat beside me with a friendly greeting.

We chatted about this and that on the way home and then, as we were walking towards our houses, I tried my play.

“I’ve got those quotes we wanted to fix the fence between our gardens Mary. Do you have time for a cup of tea so we can decide which to accept?”

“After the week I’ve just finished a cup of tea sounds like just the thing I need to unwind a bit.”

If she only knew!

Mary hung our coats in the closet while I went to put the kettle on and make the tea then we sat side by side at the table looking at the paperwork and sipping Earl Grey.

I used one hand to catch the cup and the other to steady Mary making sure she didn’t hurt herself as she slumped forward. I turned her head so that her cheek was resting on the table and gently stroked that lovely face, tucking her hair behind her ear and reveling in the games I had planned for the two of us.

Just over an hour later she was naked except for the ankle and wrist cuffs that held her spread-eagled on my bed chesterfield. There was no way to carry her upstairs so I had opened the couch in the living room and used the unobtrusive
ring bolts installed at the corners to strap her down.

The leather discipline helmet covered her head except for eyeholes, an opening over her mouth and two smaller ones under her nostrils. Since the helmet would be on for some time I had selected one that was rubber lined to protect the leather from her perspiration. As I had tugged at the laces down the back it molded to her features like a gleaming black second skin. Her hair came out through a small hole at the top of her head and was braided it to keep it out of the way.

Deep in each ear, under the helmet, were small receivers with the aerials tucked behind her ears. The CD player on the table beside the bed was loaded with everything from the classics of Brahms, Tchaikovsky and Beethoven to modern day Roger Williams. I felt it would be more relaxing for Mary, with the situation she found herself in, than the usual white noise.

I was also naked for the moment as I straddled her waist, working the rubber covered ring gag between Mary’s teeth, then buckled its strap behind her head. Sitting back on my haunches I watched while Mary came out from under the sedative I had laced in her