[F4F] You. Suspended and exposed

I travel a lot for work and pass through cities, airports, new environments. I like to wander around them and explore the emptier parts. Vienna Airport was no exception.

I had walked into one of the long wings that extends out with many gates. Quickly I left the noise and people behind and found myself alone with just the odd maintenance man. I arrived at a corner and found a beautiful passageway shaped like a sail with golden light filtering through small windows. I walked along marvelling at the architecture when I saw something at the end of the corridor. An escalator took me down to a huge window and in front of it a figure was hanging from the ceiling with ropes and pullies installed in an elaborate contraption. With a shock I realised there was a girl in the centre, suspended by the ropes a couple of metres off the ground. You were completely naked, tied up and gagged. Taut ropes bound your wrists and ankles cutting into your skin and holding you in place. I walked closer and gazed at your soft, exposed skin. Your nipples were hard and you were covered in goosebumps from the cool air. I walked around behind you and watched your ass shivering slightly. More ropes were digging into the tops of your thighs, just under your ass, acting as a harness which attached to the larger body of ropes.

I circled around you slowly, admiring the way the light hit your body, the way the ropes cut into your skin. You watched me intently. A couple of times you tried to move or wriggle around but the restraints held you tightly and did not let you move an inch. Your eyes met mine, pleading but silent, begging for something I couldn’t quite decipher and you made low whining noises from behind the gag.

I walked around in front of you and for the first time wondered who had put you here and why. How long had you been here? Hours? Days? Weeks even? This was a quiet part of the airport, granted, but it was still a public place in a major airport, thousands of people passed by each day. You must have been seen by untold numbers of strangers, tied up and exposed, over the last few days.

Slightly to one side was a small table with a number of levers and a variety of sex toys. There was a handwritten note on the table which simply read ‘Play with me. Use me. Leave marks on me.’ The levers were unlabelled but were clearly connected to the ropes and pullies. I reached for the nearest and tugged it towards me. There was a whirring noise and the ropes around your ankles were pulled away from each other, forcing your legs further apart. The next lever moved you vertically up and down so I brought you down, almost to ground level with your legs splayed wide and your feet just off the ground.

I walked up to you and put my hand on your inner thigh. I ran my fingertips up and down. I felt a rush of adrenaline at the thought of being able to do anything to you. To use your body and inflict whatever I wanted on you. To be so intimately acquainted with a total stranger and have such power over them, only to disappear onto a plane and never see them again.

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