Her Mystery Lover

He woke up and couldn’t say a word. He was in a cold, dark, concrete room. He was immediately speechless. Warm blood was trickling down his forehead and he had an intense migraine. One, single candle stood in one corner of the room, supplying only a small bit of light for him to look around and see what he had gotten himself into. A long, dark hallway led to the room that he was locked inside. Over his shoulder, he could see the door behind him. There was one small window that was boarded and nailed shut so that no sunlight would enter the room.

He was chained by his arms and legs to a mattress that lie on the cold, wet ground, wearing nothing but a pair of black socks and a black bow tie. Completely naked and cold, he began to wonder where he could be. Besides the mattress and the candle, the room was completely empty. He was so afraid, but for one reason or another, he couldn’t even bring himself to scream or yell for help.

It may have been the thought that he was into bondage and that he would frequently meet up with women for what he liked to call his “escape night” and had been doing it for a little over a year.

“Maybe this is her way of getting back at me for what I’ve done to her” He quickly thought to himself.

I mean who else would do this to him. He just couldn’t imagine. From his point a view, he was an average, working man, who just had a fetish for bondage sex, but could never find the right woman to settle down with. He didn’t deceive women; he was always upfront about what he wanted.

When he met Cystine, he was doing what he always does. On his favorite online hookup website for singles who were into the same type of kinks that he loved. His profile on kinkylovers.com, had a black photo so no one knew what he looked like, but he would describe himself perfectly. He loved being mysterious and surprising the women the first time they hooked up. He thought it made everything ten times kinkier. The thrill of not knowing until almost the end.

“I’m a 6-foot, 4-inch-tall male with green eyes, and brown hair. I have an athletic body type as I am a huge gym nut. I can’t wait to come up from behind while your eyes are covered and make rough, sensual love to you, and as you climax, I will remove your blindfold and reveal myself as the handsome mystery man that you’ve always needed in your life”, his profile read.

Very up-front, too blunt, some might even say, but you’d be surprised how many viewers were interested.

It was a regular day, sunny outside. He had just gotten home from work when he sat down to check his computer for any responses. As soon as he opened his inbox, his eyes drew him to a message from Cystine. He immediately noticed how beautiful she was. Before even reading the message, he clicked on her photo, so that he could view her profile. The profile showed that Cystine was new to the website. She was 25 years old, a recent college graduate, and new to town.

“I am a 5-foot, 3-inch-tall, 25-year-old woman with light brown eyes and dark brown hair. I am here to bring your wildest fantasy to life. I’m new in town and I cannot wait for my handsome, kinky lover to show me around”, her profile read.

She was perfect in his eyes and he knew he had to have her. Could this be the lover that became partner for life? He could only hope. He clicked back to his inbox as fast as he could, so that he could read and respond to her message.

“Hello, Mystery Lover.” She wrote to him.

He was intrigued but, he didn’t know what to say. He was usually very quick on his feet when it came to responding to beautiful women, but he wanted everything with Cystine to be perfect from start to finish. As he thought over things to say he had to sit down and think about what he would do once he finally got to meet her in person. It was never a doubt in his mind that he would get her to meet up with him for a night of passion, but how could he get her to stay forever. Only time could tell.

“Hello, my beautiful temptation. I viewed your profile and I’m glad you reached out to me. Would you like for me to show you around?” He wrote back to her.

As he anxiously waited on a response, he decided to watch some TV and order some take out. His mind couldn’t get off Cystine and how gorgeous she was. Hours had passed, and still no response was starting to make him worry. This has never happened before. Then suddenly, his computer dinged. Cystine had answered him.

“Meet me this Friday night, 10pm at the Memorial Park. I’ll be wearing a Navy-blue trench coat, black high heels, and a black blindfold. My hair will be in a bun. I’ll be sitting at the bench nearest to the water fountain. When you come, take me by the hand to let me know that you have arrived. The rest of the night must be planned by you. You have 4 days from now to decide what your wildest fantasy will be. Lead the way, mystery lover. Love, C”.

He couldn’t believe that a beautiful woman such as Cystine could do something like this to him. Besides, they had met up plenty of times over the past 6 months and everything was going fine. He had nights with other women, but was slowing down because, he felt that Cystine was the perfect lover for him. He was so confused. Maybe this was all a part of a passionate night and he just passed out from taking all those ecstasy pills or something, but where was Cystine? Was he even hooking up with Cystine, tonight? He couldn’t seem to remember a thing. All he knew was that he had to get out of there, but how?

Suddenly, he heard someone coming up from behind him. Whoever it was, decided to blindfold him. They forced some pills down his through and a full bottle of water. As he choked down the pills, he yelled out, “Why are you doing this?” Then he was hit over the head with a blunt object. He couldn’t really tell what it was as he was starting to lose sight. As he blacked out, the last thing he saw was orange hair, bloody hands, and then total darkness.