The phone at Larry's 24-Hour Locksmith rang at Larry's home, automatically transferred from his office. Larry was still awake, but it was going on midnight. Larry had been relaxing and having a beer while he watched some porn, and hoped it'd be a quiet night. Still, it was his business number, so it must be a job.

"Hello, Larry's 24-Hour Locksmith," he managed to get out.

"Hi. I'm calling about a woman trapped in a basement. Can you get her out?"

"Yes. Where is she?"

"Um, she was at the party at 2810 Oak Lane. She was in the basement, and when everyone left for another party, she was forgotten and left behind. I remembered she was there and wanted to pay to get her out."

"2810 Oak Lane, huh?"

"Ya. Can you get her out?"

"Sure. Is the owner at home?"

"No. He came to the second party, and now he's too drunk to leave. I don't have a car, and no one here will leave the party. That's why I'm calling you."

"Well, is it okay with the owner if I go into his house to rescue this woman?"

"Yes."

"Can he come to the phone and confirm that. I don't want to get arrested for breaking and entering."

"Ya, give me a minute to get him."

After a couple of minutes, a drunk-sounding man got on the phone.

"Yaaa."

"Do you own the house at 2810 Oak Lane?"

"Yaaa."

"I need your permission to go into your house to let a woman in the basement out. Do I have your permission?
"Yaaa."

"Okay. Thanks. Can you put the other guy back on?"

"Yaaa."

A moment later, the first caller was on the line.

"Did you hear him give me permission to enter his house?"

"Yes, I did."

"Okay, so I can go and get the woman out. That'll be $100. Do you have a credit card?"

"Yes."

The guy gave Larry all the info to run his card and get paid.

"Okay, I'm heading over there now. Thanks for your business."

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About twenty minutes later, Larry arrived at 2810 Oak Lane. He checked the front door and found it open. He wasn't surprised. These college kids just rush from one party to the next and never check for anything they might have forgotten, like locking the door... or a woman in the basement.

Larry made his way down to the basement and found the woman, but he wasn't expecting to find her naked and chained to a block on the floor. This changed everything!

"Hello, miss. I'm Larry from Larry's Locksmith, and I'm here to get you out."

She was a beautiful blonde, and Larry couldn't figure out why she was chained by the neck to the floor in the basement.

"I'm Cindy. I was supposed to be the entertainment for some of the guys in the fraternity. One of the frat guys chained me here, and then they were all supposed to come down here and fuck me, but none of them showed up. I'm glad you did, though!"

"Really! Well, nothing surprises me tonight. Let me get this padlock off and remove the chain."

Larry moved next to Cindy and worked on the padlock. It was pretty straightforward, and he soon had it picked. He removed the lock and pulled the heavy chain off her.

"Oh, it feels so good to have that off me. You can't imagine how heavy that is when you can't get rid of the weight."

"Right. So, I guess you're free to go, Cindy."

"Well, um, if you'd like, you can fuck me. I mean, I'm bought and paid for, and I've been waiting here all evening so I'm pretty horny."

"Really? They paid you and then forgot about you being down here?"

"I guess. But I'm here, so if you want, you can have your way with me before you go."

Remembering that he got pulled away from a beer and some good porn to come here, he thought why not.

"Sure. If you want me to, Cindy, I'd be honored".

"I'd love it. We can use that chair over there," Cindy said.

So, Cindy set the chair upright and paused.

"How do you want me, Larry? I can give you a lap dance, or you can take me from behind, or I'll give you a blow job... whatever you like."

"I'd like to start with you over my knee."

"Oh, good, I like that!" Cindy said with a nice smile.

So, Larry sat on the chair, Cindy lay her naked body over his lap, and he began to spank her. Using his hands, he swatted her with a few casual spanks, then hit her a little harder. Cindy squirmed as the swats hurt a bit. Then Larry stopped and had Cindy open her legs so he could play with her pussy. He ran his fingers up her inner legs and thighs to her pussy, then opened her slit with a finger and caressed her tender inner skin. Cindy squirmed again, but this time with arousal.

Encouraged by her reaction, Larry began to dip into her wet opening and lube her entire pussy. He rubbed her up and down, and as she squirmed in delight, he focused on her clit. While massaging her nub, she started to moan and wiggle on his lap to the thrill of being diddled on her most sensitive spot. Larry made sure to caress her lightly, teasingly, letting her arousal build slowly.

When Cindy was quite aroused, squirming and moaning, Larry pressed a finger into her, and then a second. He began sawing in and out of her, finger fucking her wet cunt, then added is thumb to rub her clit with each movement. Then Cindy got really excited, moaning in pleasure and squirming on his lap, but just when she appeared ready to cum, Larry paused his movements. He waited with his fingers motionless in her while her excitement slowly receded. When she was calm enough, he resumed.

Larry finger fucked her again, with his thumb riding on her clit the whole time. Soon Cindy was squirming and moaning again, enjoying the erotic feelings at her cunt. When she seemed ready to climax, Larry paused again. He was intentionally edging her, arousing her almost to the point of cumming, then stopping just before she did and waiting until she was relaxed again before resuming his play. Cindy seemed to like it. With his fingers in her and his thumb on her clit, Larry took Cindy through several edgings before Cindy spoke in desperation.

"Will you just let me cum, already?" she begged.

So Larry continued his finger-fucking and clit rubbing without pause until she climaxed. Cindy went a little wild with her squirming and moaning, squealing obscenities as Larry was relentless in his assault on her cunt. She tensed and closed her legs, squeezing them together as tightly as she could, squeezing Larry's hand in the process, but then releasing and writhing on his lap. Cindy's clit was on fire with desire, craving the pleasure she was feeling, and when she erupted, her juices were flowing freely. She squirted repeatedly on his hand as he would not let up on her pussy. Her sopping wet cunt was swollen and gushing with all the pent-up sexual energy she had accumulated while Larry was edging her. Finally, Cindy had expelled all her juices and energy and was done; she lay exhausted on Larry's lap.

Larry let her relax until she began to push off him. He helped her up.

"That was wonderful, Larry. Thank you for a great orgasm! And now, what can I do for you?"

"Well, I'd like a lap dance, but with you riding my pole and not just wiggling around."

"I'd love that. But why don't you let me arouse your 'Longfellow' a little first?"

On that note, Cindy took Larry's penis in her hand and caressed it. He had gone a bit limp while he facilitated her orgasm, so she brought him back to life. When his cock was erect and rigid, she spread her legs, squatted over his lap with her vagina over his pole, and eased herself onto it. She made sure to slide him into her slowly to make the feeling more erotic for Larry, and he moaned with pleasure as she lowered herself, her cunt swallowing his cock. When she had been fully impaled and was resting on his pubic hair, she paused. Then she lifted herself slowly, squeezing his cock with her vaginal muscles, imparting a comforting and sensual snugness to Larry that he felt, and appreciated. Then she began a slow and methodic up and down on his cock as he enjoyed the ride.

Cindy pumped Larry's rod with her vagina for several minutes before he grabbed her hips and started helping her move up and down more quickly. He pressed himself into her cunt on each down cycle, and helped move her hips upward as he began to increase the speed. Soon, he reached his peak of swelling and hardness as his penis felt like it would explode... and it did. Larry squirted rope after rope of his male essence into Cindy's waiting cunt, and feeling his warmth as it hit her, she had a small orgasm to match. When Larry was finally drained, she lifted herself off his pole, and a pool of his semen drained out of her vagina, mostly falling onto the basement floor. Neither of them seemed concerned.

With both of them satisfied sexually, they relaxed as Cindy licked Larry's cock clean. Then both got cleaned up and dressed, Cindy finding her clothes nearby on the floor. They let the puddle of semen pool where it fell.

"They can deal with that," Larry said.

"Yep. Not mine," said Cindy.

"Can I give you a lift home?" he asked.

"I have my car outside, so I'm okay. But thanks," she replied.

"Well, here's fifty dollars for the special lap dance. It was kind of you to offer, and it was just what I needed, Cindy," Larry said as he handed her two twenties and a ten.

"You don't have to pay me," she said.

"It's okay. I'll put it on the frat guy's credit card for the chain and padlock that they didn't tell me about," Larry explained.

They both laughed.

"Well, thank you, Larry. You saved me tonight, so I owe you one. Maybe I'll see you around," Cindy said.

"Maybe you will," Larry echoed.

And so, they went their separate ways.

Larry billed the guy who paid for the locksmith work the extra fifty dollars that he gave to Cindy, so his lap dance was free.

And Cindy had the two hundred the frat had paid her, plus the fifty from Larry, so she made more for one special lap dance than she would have if all those frat guys had come down to the basement and fucked her. And she was happy that she could give Larry a happy ending that didn't cost him anything.