THE INTERVIEW: Part 1

PREVIOUSLY...

Kayla had been working at the fashion magazine for six months as an editorial assistant.  Finally, she had gotten her first solo assignment, to interview the owner of a popular lingerie company from London, who was in town to introduce the company’s new line at an exclusive hotel show.  This was a great opportunity to showcase her writing skills, and possibly move into a recently-vacated editor’s position, and she was very excited!  “How perfect…”, she thought, grinning while getting ready the morning of the interview, “I just can't get enough sexy lingerie, it feels so good, yum, and shows sometimes, which confuses a lot of the guys; it's hot and funny.  Some girls like shoes, for me it's this stuff.  Hmmm, I already own a few pieces from this company . . . so I should really dress the part today.” 

She planned to wear her stretch knit gray skirt, a slightly sheer fitted white blouse, and black high heels, so she tried on a few bras to see what would look best when seen through her blouse.  Black, pink, pale blue . . . they all seemed too obvious or inappropriate.  She ultimately selected her newest white lace bra, which just so happened to be made by this company.  Because the skirt fit tight and stretchy, she picked a matching sheer white thong with lace trim, that would hide any lines.  Buttoning her blouse, she thought, “This looks great . . . mmm, do I ever feel sexy….this is gonna be a great day!”  She wriggled a bit pulling up her skirt, tucked in her blouse, and zipped up.  “Perfect”, she thought.  Then she slipped on her heels, and gave herself one last check in the mirror before picking up her laptop and camera, and heading out the door.

The hotel was new, very modern, elegant and inviting.  Signs about the event directed people to the 10^th floor, so Kayla found the elevators, headed upstairs, and found the presentation suite.  Even though she’d heard rumors that this collection was going to be very provocative, even over the edge, she was totally unprepared for what she saw when she entered the room.  

 There, on a raised platform, was a beautiful young woman in a sheer black bra, garter belt and stockings from the new collection, and black open-toe pumps . . with no panties.  She sat in an elegant dining chair, legs tied together, arms over the back, and tied at the wrists.  A single rope passing under the chair tightly connected her bound wrists and ankles. The panties were draped across her thighs.  Not only that, the woman was blindfolded and mouthed a classic red ball gag!  Kayla’s legs froze and she let out an almost-audible gasp.  “Ohhhh, this is already way beyond anything I imagined”, she thought . . . as her pussy started quivering. “Mmmm, now I can’t even imagine what the show will be like . . . !”  She looked around nervously, while trying to hide her flash of excitement, but other than the bondage model, there was no one else in the room.

“Come in, come in . . ”, Kayla heard a woman’s voice call out.  It was Sara, her contact, and a surprisingly gorgeous redhead - they had never met, only talked on the phone. “I see you’ve noticed our new collection”, Sara said with a sly smile, “ . . as you can imagine, it’s getting a lot of attention”.  Still a little shaken by the bondage scene, Kayla stammered a bit more when she saw the leather wrist cuffs Sara was wearing.  “It uh, really . . . took me by surprise . . . it’s a very hot scene. . . ”, she said, and recovering herself a bit, she joked “. . . and the lingerie really is beautiful . . . what of it I saw . . . !”.  Sara laughed and said, “There’s lots more in store.  Let me introduce you to Alan – he’s been waiting to meet you.  But first . . .”, as she handed Kayla a satin blindfold, she said, “. . . put this on, please.”  “Whaa. . . ?”, this time Kayla’s gasp was audible, “why do I need a blindfold…?”  “Well, Alan’s very careful about revealing anything too soon”, said Sara.  “Ohhh . . . well OK I guess . . .“ Kayla said, trying to keep her voice steady, even though her pussy had now gone from quivering to throbbing. “Here, let me help you . . .” and with that, Sara gently tied the blindfold over Kayla’s eyes.  “Here, hold my hand, and we’ll go meet Alan”, Sara said, stroking Kayla’s arm as she reached for her hand.  “Oooohhh, this is already driving me crazy hot...”, thought Kayla, hoping she didn't say that out loud, as the two women headed across the room, “I’ve had fantasies that start like this . . !”

After what seemed like a long time, and Kayla thought they had gone through a couple of rooms, Sara announced, “We’re here”. They were standing in the living room of a luxurious suite overlooking the city.  Sara came around behind her to remove the blindfold, making full-body contact while she did so, making Kayla squirm just a bit, but Kayla was too excited and embarrassed to say anything.  “Kayla . . . meet Alan”, said Sara.  “I’ll be going now , but I hope to see you later”, she said.