Birds, bees and bondage (short story)

This is a short story I wrote for fun a while ago after seeing my nephew and his friends joke about birds and bees on Facebook. It turned out to be the kind of story you might read in "men's magazines".

Birds, bees and bondage
Norman couldn't believe that he had actually agreed to this. He had never done anything like this before. Lisa had always been nice to him in the past so he guessed that was the reason why he said yes when she asked if he wanted to come see her bird cages and her beehives.
Maybe it was her friendly smile or maybe it was the thoughts about birds and bees that made him feel all warm inside. It was of course possible that it was the heating in Lisa's car combined with Norman's thick jacket that made him warm.
Lisa had told him that he could take his jacket off before getting in the car. She had taken hers off and had a t-shirt with a cute puppy print on. Norman had a hard time to avoid looking at the puppy. He didn't want her to think he was staring at her breasts.
Whenever Lisa noticed he was looking at her, she turned her head towards him and gave him a friendly smile. That only made him more nervous and he felt his throat getting dry and his hands getting moist. He wished it had been the other way around.
Just as he started to suspect that she was doing all this to make him uncomfortable because, as he believed, she knew he had never been with a woman, the car came to a halt outside a small house in the middle of nowhere.
Norman could see the beehives to the left of the house and Lisa told him that the birds were behind the house. They exited the car and she told him that he could go look at the birds and the bees while she went inside to take care of some things. She gave him a big smile, took her jacket out of the backseat and went into the house.
All alone and a bit lost, both in the situation and his strange feelings, he walked over to the beehives. It wasn't much to look at. Just a bunch of bees flying in and out of the hive. So he got bored and looked at the birds instead.
There was a big chicken wire cage that had lots of birds. None of them were very uncommon in the area. So Norman wondered why she had them all in the cage. Maybe she just like the way they look he thought.
After a while he was starting to notice that it wasn't at all cold out here so he decided to take off his jacket. While he was doing that he wondered why Lisa hadn't come out. He thought he could go hang up his jacket in the house and check what Lisa was up to.
The front door was open so he walked in and hung his jacket. He closed the door behind him without giving it another thought. It was just the way he was brought up. When you entered a house you closed the door behind you.
Since he couldn't see or hear her anywhere he loudly asked if she was there. He heard a reply from the room at the end of the hallway. She told him she was in there and that he could come if he wanted.
He had a feeling that this was her bedroom so he was getting increasingly nervous about it. He hadn't been in a woman's bedroom since... He couldn't even remember. It was probably back when he was 7 or 8 and he was playing with one of the girls in the neighborhood.
The door was ajar so he slowly pushed it open and entered. It smelled so nice. Like lavender and honey. There were posters on the walls. What he considered girlie posters. With unicorns and pink clouds.
Something caught his eye. He stopped and stared. There on the bed he saw what looked like a ski mask made of leather and a red ball attached to two leather straps. He wasn't sure what to think of it.
Then he heard the door close behind him. He turned around and saw Lisa. In her hand she had a whip that she was swinging menacingly and she was dressed from head to toe in rubber. She cracked the whip and said with a stern voice “Bow before your Mistress!”