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Since You Asked
  • Author - Igor Stravinsky  
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  • Story Codes - F-f, non-consensual, reluctant, bondage
  • Post Date - 2/8/2020
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Author's Note: Tried to see what I could do with basically just a monologue. Feedback is appreciated.

"Mmmmmmph! Nnnnh? Eeeeh?!"

"Yes, yes, of course! I'll explain everything to you. Since you asked. Just so you know, I can't understand a thing you're saying through that gag. It's one of my largest, you know. Strapped in there nice and tight like that, and held in by that hood, it really muffles and garbles everything but basic vowels. By the way, that hood fits you like a glove! Do I know how to pick them or what? With the laces cinched down, it's like a second skin! The leather is so smooth. Very sexy on you, if you don't mind me saying. I'm quite proud of myself for sizing you up so accurately."<

Tight Pantyhose. Tighter Bondage!

"Nnngh! Nnngh!"

"Yes, I know, you want to hear all the details. I am just tickled that you are so interested in what I do. Most of the time, when women I meet hear that I am a professional domme, they back away. But you were so keen to hear about it and experience it too! It's very gratifying."

"Mmmm! Ungh!"

"Oh! How rude of me. Where to begin. Well, you know I am a domme, or what some people call a 'dominatrix', although I prefer the shorter term. That means that right now you are what we call a 'sub', or submissive. My job as the domme is to bind, or tie up, the sub, preferably in some inescapable manner. If I make a mistake and the sub can get out by themselves, it ruins the mood."

"This position is called a 'hogtie'. I'm sure you've heard of it, but when a professional does it it's different from what you see on TV or in the movies. I used rope on you, because that is what I prefer. It's more artistic, I think. It requires some skill. And I do take pride in my skill, as you know. Sometimes I use chains or leather cuffs or handcuffs - we can do some of that later."

"Ohhh! Nnnn!"

"I know, right? Anyway, you can see that this hogtie is more stringent and secure than the ones you've seen. I'll go over the details in a moment, since you asked. Some of my subs really enjoy this position and can stay in it for almost a whole day!"

"Aaaayyyy!? Ohhhh! Leeee! Ehhhh eeeeeh ohhhh! Leeee!"

"You know, you are getting better with that gag! I could tell you said, 'please let me go.' Good for you! But we can't stop now - I simply couldn't live with myself. You were so insistent! When we were at the bar and I explained what I do, you were so turned on. You insisted, demanded really, to be shown the whole experience. In fact, and don't take this too hard, but you were a little bit rude about it. I wasn't sure about it - was a little uncomfortable with your request to be honest. I said to myself, 'She doesn't know what she's getting into. She's just a noob.' I know, I know, seems crazy now, doesn't it? Then you said, 'I want to know how it feels' and 'It's so hot' and 'Please, you have to show me all of it.' You were begging, and it was a little pathetic. I was ready to send you packing until you said 'Please, Mistress. Please tie me up. Please hurt me, Mistress.' The way you lingered over the word 'Mistress' really did it for me. I thought 'Well, she must know what she wants. Give her the works.'"

"Then, when I had your hands firmly tied behind your back, and I put a rope around your neck and hung it from the ceiling to keep you standing upright - standard procedure by the way - you said, 'Tighter!' and I had to convince you that the point was simply keep you standing up while I tied the rest of you, and that I don't really do breath play. Well, when I put my hand between your legs, I could tell you were turned on. So, I am going to do you a favor and see this through, no matter what!"

"Mmmmmmm! Nnnngh?!"

"Right, where was I? Well, when I do a hogtie, first I tie the wrists together, then the elbows. You're quite flexible - most subs require significant training before their elbows can touch like yours. I frequently tape the sub's hands into balls with duct tape as well. Keeps the sub from picking at the rope, not that it would do any good. That's why I did it with you. The whole experience - since you asked. The next step, as you saw, is to cinch the feet together, around the ankles and under the soles. This is the point where the bondage becomes final, as there is no way for the sub to get away after that happens. Next comes rope just below and just above the knees, like you have on now, to keep the legs fused into one elegant unit. It's really lovely, and you wear it well."

"I will tell you that after that, when I put the crotch rope on you and the butt plug and dildo in, you took it well. The struggling, like you were pretending you didn't like it and wanted to get out, was very convincing. Shows you are really into the role play - you're a natural!"

"The chest harness is the most important and difficult part. It needs to be snug and can't pinch in the wrong spot, or it can harm the sub. That's why I took so much time with yours. It also frames the breasts, and yours are a good size, so it came out beautifully. I wish you could see it! Maybe later."

"A good, secure chest harness means that when I put the rope around your feet and attach it to your shoulders, I can pull it tight and get you to arch your back, the way we did. Lifts your knees and tits off the ground and makes it so you can only rock a little bit, and not move at all. See, when I push on you, you come right back to the position."

"Eeeeeehhhh! Aaaahhh!"

"Now, when you are tied like this, I can do just about anything I want, and you are completely helpless. That's really what most subs crave- that feeling of being out of control. They turn their control over to me. It allows them to let go. They struggle, scream, shake, and they don't have to worry. I'm sure you understand that now. Go ahead, try to get out. Let's see how good I am."

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!"

"See? Perfect. So, a good hogtie like this is uncomfortable for the sub, which is the point. But when it's well done, they can stay in it almost indefinitely! You know, you have pretty eyes. Especially when you open them wide like that. Such a beautiful hazel. Some people prefer blondes or redheads, but those hazel eyes and your brown hair are so pretty. Good thing there is a hole in the hood for your ponytail to come out. You'll have to tell me sometime how you keep such long hair so silky and smooth."

"So, getting back to the hogtie, since you asked. Like I said, I can do anything I want to you. For example, I can spank you. Here, I'll show you."

"Aaaaaahhhhh! Ohhhh! Leee! Ah!"

"'Please stop?' You're cute. So, spanking is one of those skills that I am proud of. It's not easy to get it right and takes a lot of practice. Get it just right, and you can give the sub as many swats as you want. Each one gives them a severe sting, and I don't feel much at all. I'll bet I could give you thirty and not feel a thing. Let's give it a try; I'll count them so you can keep me honest."




"Ohhhh! Ohhh!"


"Leeeee! Leeee ahhhh!"


"Ngh! Ngh!"

"Thirty. See? I hardly felt a thing. And it brings tears to the eyes of the sub, even one as enthusiastic about bondage as you. If I didn't know better, I would think that it was more pain than you could handle. But I wanted to show you how it works. You know, since you asked."

"Well, almost done!"

"Nnnn?! Leee! Ehhh eeee ah!"

"Hold on, hold on! Just a few finishing touches, and you'll be getting the full experience. Whew! All this talking has me parched! I'm going to duck out for a moment and pour myself a drink. Don't go anywhere! Sorry, couldn't resist. That's a little joke in the profession. Because if you can't laugh, what do you have, really? Anyway, back in a jiff!"

"Right. Where were we? There already? Where does the time go? It feels like I just met you. By the way, I don't often talk to strange women in bars, but you were hot! And now that I've got you naked, I can say that you have an unbelievable body. Well, I guess I have it right now. Sorry, just another little joke. Just a couple more things to finish up. These are nipple clamps. Charming young thing like you, I'm sure you've at least heard about them. I have a nice collection of them - remind me to show it to you. These clamps are called 'tweezer' clamps because they are, well, tweezers. Let me show you. We'll roll you over a bit to expose a nipple. Now, now, don't be such a baby. We pull out the nipple - you have perfect nipples for clamping, by the way. Nice and big, and they get stiff quickly. Are they sensitive? Let's see."


"Wow! And I didn't even pinch them that hard! Okay, so we take the tweezer and place it over the nipple. There is a little slide on the clamp, and as I slide it up it gets tighter and tighter. These clamps can go from just a light pinch to a truly punishing grip. I'm going to slide this one almost all the way up to give you the full effect. Since you asked."


"Exactly! And what makes it worse is now you know how the other one will feel going on. The anticipation can be maddening, I tell you. Let's roll you the other way. Ready? Silly me, of course you are. Here we go!"


"Take them off? I just put them on! You can't get the feeling if they're only on for thirty seconds! We'll just have to do something to take your mind off them. This is the 'piece de resistance' of the hogtie. I take a piece of cord and tie it around your toes like this. Then I pull it up and feed it through the ring on top of your hood like this. When I tug on it your toes and your head are pulled toward each other, and when I tie it off like this, your feet are arched, and your head is up high. Yes, that's it. My god, you are incredibly beautiful. I'm sure you hear that a lot. I haven't had the pleasure to work on a sub of your quality for a long time. It's an honor, really."

"So now we have to give you some incentive to struggle against the rope, to get a true feeling of helplessness. I can tickle your feet like this."


"You are a wiggly one! Let's take care of that. Here we go. Rope over your back, hmm hmm, under the table, hmm hmm, tighten it up with a knot. There we go. Now you can flail around as much as you want, and you won't fall off the table. A lot of what I do is about safety, really. Have you ever heard of 'sub space'? Well, since you asked, most subs get into a 'zone' where they aren't paying much attention to what's around them as they struggle and squirm. That's my job - to take care of them. Just like I'm doing with you!"

"Boy, that tickling got you moving! I think this next part will really surprise you! The very last thing. Remember those plugs I put into you earlier? In your ass and pussy? I can connect them to a wire that goes into this box here - well, you can't see it; you'll have to take my word for it. The butt plug has a metal surface that can run current through it when I turn a little knob. Let me show you."


"Yes! And that was just a '4' out of '10'. Pretty intense, isn't it? You should have seen yourself - you flopped around like a fish on a hook. I'm sorry, that was cruel of me. Now here's what happens when I turn the other knob."


"Right. That turns on the vibrator in your pussy. Right now, I have it on a low setting, so there shouldn't be any danger of you having an orgasm. If I figured it correctly, this setting should tease you and bring you close to orgasm without letting you come. With most of my subs, an hour or two of this treatment will make them beg and promise me anything if I let them have an orgasm. Looks like you're getting there already! You horny little rascal! So now we turn on the butt plug, so it gives you a good shock at random intervals. What did we try before, a '4'? How about going up to a '6', how does that sound?"

"Ohhhh! Leeee! Ohhhh!"

"I appreciate your enthusiasm, but I don't think we should go any higher for your first time. Alright, '6' it is. Here we go and . . . click! That does it! Not sure when the first shock will hap-"


"Well, then, there it is. Well, that's it. The whole experience. Since you asked. Now my part is done for a while. What we do now is leave you for a little bit to get the feel of the bondage, experience the helplessness, chew on the sexual frustration and pain. I have a feeling you're going to do great. Let's start with, oh, an hour. Nice round number. Plus, I have laundry to do."


"That's it! Get into the role! You're so pretty when you struggle. It's so much fun to pretend you are being held against your will, isn't it? It's a huge fantasy for a lot of subs. You know what else is nice? None of your friends ever asked my name. They have no idea what you are doing, so there is no need for me to call anyone and explain what's happening. I could keep you here as long as I want, and nobody will have any idea where to look for you. What a relief. We can play together for days, weeks even, and not worry about anyone bothering us. Alright, I'll just snap this blindfold on your hood, and we should be all done! I'll be back in an hour to see how you are doing - if you want to go another hour after that we'll see. Based on your enthusiasm I think I'll allow you to do that."

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"Then when we're done with the hogtie, we'll try some other things. I'll show my collection of whips. We can try some different gags. I'll teach you how to properly eat pussy. You'll learn what a 'strappado' is, and a 'spread-eagle,' although I'm sure you've probably heard of that one. Oh, oh! I almost forgot! The best one! I'll show you what 'predicament bondage' is. You'll love it! Really! Well, I'm off for a bit. Have fun! No, no! Don't thank me. I'm happy to oblige. Since you asked."

Part 2 - Friends Together, Friends Forever (added: 2020/05/01)

"Nnnnnnnnnnnn . . ."

"Wakey, wakey!"

"Nnnnnnn? Mmmmmm? Ahhhhh! Eyyyyy!"

"Welcome back to the land of the living, sweetie! Don't fret, there's always a bit of confusion coming off those little pills. They work well, though, don't they?"

"Whaaaa?! Eyyyyy! Eh Eee Ahh!"

"Calm down, calm down! It's okay! I'll explain everything. I need you to be quiet and listen for a moment."

"Agh! Ahhhh! ELH! ELH!"

"Alright, I didn't think I'd have to use this so soon, but here goes."


"I call it my 'little attention-getter.' It works like a taser or one of those electric dog collars, but much more concentrated and designed to cause maximum pain without a mark. That was a 'four' setting. It goes to 'ten.' Do you want me to use it again?"

"Ngho! Ngho! Uh uh! Leeee! Ngho!"

"Then are you ready to listen?"

"Uh huh! Uh huh!"

"Okay, then. Look, you might not believe it, but I know exactly how you feel. Can I tell you a story? Of course I can - we're becoming good friends. Well, a few years ago I wanted to experience what it would be like to wake up like you - naked, gagged, tightly bound spread-eagle, filled with a dildo and butt plug. What would it be like? So, I got someone I trusted to agree to drug me and tie me down while I was out. She waited nearly two weeks - I almost forgot about it, which made the experience even more delicious. We went to the bar and she slipped me a roofie. I still remember what it felt like to wake up like you. You try to move your arms and they don't work. You wonder what's happening and you try to get up, but you can't. You try to call out and you only get mumbles. You slowly realize you're naked and you've been violated. You're swimming in confusion, fear, panic, arousal - it's quite a turn-on. Incredible. I'm actually quite jealous of you being able to experience it for the first time!"

"Uckh Ooo! Eh Eee Ah! Elh! ELLLLHH!"

"Language! Do friends talk like that to each other? I can't let you out now, we just got started! And you were so keen to learn! Jenna was right about you. I'll have to thank her for telling me about you."

"Enna? Enna!"

"Yes, she's been staying with me for about a week now. Told me you might be interested in what I do. So, I went back to your favorite bar to see if I could - 'snare' you. You really surprised me! I couldn't believe your enthusiasm when I told you I tie people up for a living. I know I'm only a few years older than you, but you young women today are so open and exuberant about your sexuality. It's quite cheering - especially for someone in my line of work."


"Please don't interrupt. We have a lot to do, and someone is waiting on us. I don't think she wants to be kept waiting any longer than necessary. Where was I - oh yes, our meeting. I didn't have to steer the conversation far at all. That's how I knew we'd become good friends. You told me - and I quote - 'I wonder what it would be like for someone to kidnap me, tie me down, and fuck me until I can't take it anymore.' I thought 'Does she mean that? Well, she seems pretty sure; I'll do what I can.'"

"Ngho! Ngho! Leee! I ih-ah eee ih!"

"'I didn't mean it?' You are getting into the role-play. Just like Jenna. You are really making this enjoyable. I mean, when we were talking about kidnapping and you stretched your arms and legs out like a spread-eagle, you looked like you really wanted it. That's when I thought 'We are going to be good friends." And you were so hot! Those leggings and tight shirt emphasized every curve - and now that I have you naked, you are definitely as advertised. Anyway, it's not often I get to play with someone who lets me talk about what I do. Most of my clients want the standard - 'Submit! I am your mistress! Get on your knees!' It's all quite rote, really. So, you can imagine how thrilled I was to meet you - we can play and talk without any limits at all!"

"Ahhhhh! Ohhhh!"

"I know, right? Goodness, I do tend to go on, don't I? Don't answer that - sorry, a little joke. Bad habit. So, let's get you up off that bed!"

"Eys! Eys! Eh eeee ohhh!"

"Oh no, we're not letting you go! You are getting the full experience! Normally, I would just let a sub - sorry, that's you, the 'submissive' - out and they would wait while I tie them up in another way. But you should get the whole show - I'm going to treat you like a true, non-consensual slave, so you can lean into the role and enjoy the feeling of being helpless. So, I'm going to put my 'little attention-getter' right here and set it to a 'six.' Do you want me to use it?"

"Ngho! Ngho! Leeee!"

"Good! You're getting better at this! Okay, so first I am going to release your legs. Here we go. Let's get those little plugs out, shall we? First, the dildo - my you are getting wet, aren't you, you little minx?"


"Okay, the butt plug will be a little harder. Just relax."

"Ahhh! Ahhh! AAAAAAHHHH!"

"Got it! Put those in a towel to clean up later. Now I can tie your legs again with this rope. As you can see, to get a good, secure tie, we go around the ankles several times first, then through the middle to create a 'cinch' before we tie it off. Go ahead, pull on it! Try and get your feet apart."

"Yes, of course you can't. I take great pride in my rope work. Now we do the same thing just below and above your knees. Can't go right at the knees - circulation issues. Safety first! You can thank me later. Cinch again below the knees, tie it off. Round above the knees - cinch again - tie it off. There we go! Then we use this thinner cord to tie those cute little toes together and really finish the leg bondage."

"Mmmmmm! Nnnnhhhh?!"

"I'll get to your arms, take it easy! Goodness, you are enthusiastic! Okay, now that your legs are immobile, I can let one hand go without worrying about you running off. Plus, your other hand is still attached to the bed. We pull the hand down and lock it back to the chain that's around your waist. Now finally we let loose your other hand and - Hey! Watch it! Quit struggling! I told you!"


"Now you know what a 'six' feels like. And what did it accomplish? But I commend your commitment to the role! You're really getting into the 'damsel in distress' character. Now we stand you up and I can put a rope around your neck to lead you wherever I want. Yes, you're going to have to hop. Take it slow at first - this is your first time doing this, right?"

"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!"

"Don't take that tone with me. Here we go. Hop, hop, hop. Good! It's a lot more work, isn't it? Let's go down the hall, someone is waiting for you!"

"Jenna? Jenna, honey? You have a visitor!"

"Enna! Enna! Ah's ahnning?"

"Ahnelihnna? Ina?! Elh! Elh!"

"That's right, Jenna, honey. Your friend Angelina. The one you told me about. I have to say, she was all you described and more! We've been getting to know each other and - now don't take this the wrong way - I think we are becoming good friends. Angelina, now you have some idea of what Jenna and I have been up to for the past week."

"Ahhhh?! Eeeekh?!"

"Oh, yes! Jenna has been restrained in some way for almost the whole time! She wanted the full slate, just like you! And she's getting quite good at it! Embracing the part. I'll explain all of it in a moment, but first we have to get you settled down to watch. I'll just pass this rope around your neck through this chain hanging from the ceiling, and voila you're secured there, and I don't have to worry about you! Not that I would, since we're becoming such good friends, but it's the whole experience."

"Nnnnh! Gha! Gha!"

"Just concentrate on balancing. I'll keep an eye on you. So, Jenna is trying some suspension bondage - taking to it like a duck to water. Notice how thick the cuffs are around her wrists and ankles - they distribute the pressure and prevent damage to the nerves. Cuffs like this, you can stay suspended all day! Jenna's been up on this frame here since before we came back, so, oh about three hours. How are you holding up, sweetie?"


"Great! I knew you would enjoy it! Well, Angelina, Jenna's in some pretty tight suspension bondage here - pulled like bowstring. I can do anything to her and she can barely move a muscle. Watch, I'll tickle her."


"See, she barely moved! And she's really ticklish. Before I left her up there, I tickled her for about 45 minutes just to test it. Wore her out, I think. She deserved a little rest. But what I really wanted to show you, dearest Angelina - do you mind if I call you Angie? - is the progress that Jenna has made over the last week. Now, she was gagged like she is now for almost the first three whole days. Once on the first day, I took her gag off to give some water and food and you should have heard her! Cussed like a sailor! Well, to get her quiet enough to take some water I had to use the 'little attention-getter'. We started on a 'three.'"

"Ngho! Ngho! Leee!"

"Don't worry, Jenna, I'm not going to use it - yet. Ha ha. You know that if you don't give me a reason, you'll be fine. Now don't interrupt."

"Where was I? Oh, yes. See, Angie, Jenna needed to see what slave training is really like, So we started by working on respect and consideration. I wanted her to learn how to respond when I asked her a question - to treat me like a proper Mistress. And we started on a 'three,' but we had to get all the way up to 'eight' before the training really took hold. It was tough for her, but she forged through like a little trooper! I'm so proud of her. Now she knows that she cannot talk unless spoken to when her gag is off. I let her howl and scream and cry all she wants when it's on - it lets her get into the act. So, watch what happens when I take off the gag. Here we go. See? Completely silent and attentive to me, waiting for a question or order. Let's see how she does, shall we, Angie? Jenna, what is the only appropriate response to any question I ask you?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Excellent, sweetie! One more question before I put the gag back in. Are you ready for your whipping?"

"Yes . . . Mistress."

"I thought you were. Here we go - open wide. Let's get that buckle nice and tight."


"And I appreciate you pushing yourself as well, honey. Angie, did you hear the way Jenna's voice caught at her last answer? Like she was about to start crying? That is commitment! Touching."

"Ey! Eee errh ah onh!"

"Angie, Angie. How can we play if I leave her alone? You'll enjoy this, I promise. Let me get my cane. So, Angie, Jenna knows this one well - we've used many different toys over the last week. But for your benefit, I'll explain. The cane is quite thin, as you can see. It makes a wonderful 'whoosh' when you swing it through the air. Helps the sub anticipate what's coming. Also, it really stings! When it's wielded correctly - and I know what I'm doing - the pain is incredible, and it barely leaves a mark. Well, nothing permanent, anyway."

"With most of my subs - my clients - I have to choke up on the cane a bit. They don't want that much pain. With Jenna here, I finally found someone to go all the way. I can lean in with all I've got and not worry about holding back. It's a gift, really. You can't know how much I appreciate it, Jenna. Don't roll your eyes at me. Okay, last time with the cane we did ten, How about fifteen this time?"

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"Ngho! NGHO!"

"Alright, twenty."

"Ahhh! Leee! Ngho!"

"Fine, twenty-five. But I'm stopping there because I don't think you know what you're getting into. Although that hasn't stopped us yet, has it? Let me get into position. We'll just caress that beautiful, naked behind with the cane, to get my aim. Now, honey, remember to count them like we practiced, or you get extra. Here we go - pull back, wind up and -"

"OWWWWW! AHHHH! ooooohhhhh. Unh!"

"Good, Jenna! remember to count. Here we go!"


"Mmmmmm! Rhee!"

"Ey! Eh er ah-onh!"

"Angie, please dear. Don't distract me. I might forget the count and have to start over."

"Ngho! NGHO! Ahng-ee! NGHO!"

"That's right, Jenna. Angie needs to stay quiet. Now where were we, two?"

"Rhee! RHEE!"

"Yes, of course. Three. Well . . ."

"OW! OW! OW! Ohr!"




"Yes, it was fourteen, but I shouldn't have to remind you. So that one doesn't count."


"That's right, dear, back to thirteen. Plus, five more for the mistake. Now I suggest you concentrate. Ready or not!"


"Quite a squeal, my dear! I don't think I've heard you make that sound before."

"AH! EEEEE! Ih-een!"


"I will stop, sweetheart! We're done! I'm so proud of you! That's it, deep breaths in and out. Slow down, though. Don't want you to hyperventilate. We put on quite a show for Angie here. What do you think, Ange? Think you could do that?"

"Ngho! Leee! Ngho!"

"Don't be so modest. You definitely have it in you. Since we're becoming such good friends, I will tell you that I believe in you! Another time, perhaps. We have something else to do in a little bit. But I think we need to let dear Jenna here rest for a while. I'll get you two set up so you can relax, and perhaps you can properly thank Jenn for introducing us. First, I'm going to undo your hands, Angie. No funny business, right? Unless you want to find out what a 'six' is like?"

"Ngho! Leee!"

"Okay, so, we'll leave your legs tied and the rope around your neck. Stay still now while I unlock your hands and take those cuffs off. Right, hands behind your back and no messing about, missy! I'll just grab this rope and tie your hands and elbow together just like your legs. Boy, you are almost as flexible as Jenna. Let me know if it's too tight."


"Good. Now I can let you to the floor and you won't cause any trouble. I'm going to go let Jenna down now and do the same with her. Okay, Jenna, let's get you down, honey. You took that like a trooper! You must be exhausted! Let's get those cuffs off - try to hold yourself up, sweetie! Alright, now lay down on the floor. Stay right there and I'll get some rope."


"I know. See, Angie, she's so worn out she can hardly move. I almost don't have to tie her up! But you know me better than that, don't you? Especially since we are all becoming such good friends. Right, start with the arms behind the back. Circle, circle. Cinch, cinch. Doo-dee-doo. Now the legs and . . . ta-da! Just like dear Angie! Now let's get you two face to face here on the floor. A couple of turns of rope around your waists, then around your legs, then around your necks. Whew! This is a lot of work! I hope you appreciate it!"

"Ah! Ah!"


"Absolutely. Now you're nice and snug together. Oh, how cute! You two look so cozy! Almost wish I could join you - almost. You two chat about your experiences so far. I'm going to go put some laundry in and fix myself a drink. I'll be back in a half and hour or so. You girls will be okay, right?"


"Ngho! Leeee!"



"I thought so. Well, then, ta!"

"Well, well, ladies, are we all rested?"


"Ungh! Ungh!"

"Good! Glad to hear it. I thought you needed a little rest. You're both so gung-ho I bet you would have jumped right into our next game, but I am the professional, and you both need to slow down a little bit. Well, this will take me a few minutes to set up. Just take it easy there."

"Okay. Angie, you first. Let's untie those legs and stand you up. Good girl! You're figuring out that you can't resist me anyway. It's fun, isn't it being the kidnap victim?"


"Right! Good, now we walk you over to this metal pole on this stand. Let's put you right over it, and we can slide the dildo mounted to the top up and right into your . . ."


"Nice, isn't it? Then we cuff your ankles to the bottom, and you are stuck there, nice and secure. We'll just keep your arms as they are for now. Don't fix what ain't broken, am I right? I'm going to go get Jenna. Back in a jiff! You can stand up again, Jenna, great! Let's get you fixed up like Angie here. Over the pole, dildo up. . ."


"Yes, hardly needs any lubricant at all! Ankles cuffed; there we go. Now, do you both see these little weights in between you on this metal plate? With the wires running out? Well, you are both going to be so excited when you hear what our next little game is going to be. I'm going to plug these other wires into your dildos - vibrators really, and a lot more. Maybe you can see where this is going. No? Are either of you familiar with Robert Bishop? No? The fetish artist? Whew, we have a lot to learn, ladies! Before I tell you, let me get these posture collars on you. Helps you hold your head up and keeps you from moving around too much. Okay, that's done. I'm having a hard time telling who's prettier."

"What I am going to do know is an idea I had from one of Robert Bishop's drawings. Except I wanted to do it with two slaves - sorry, can I use that word now? I think we can use it. Well, I pull up these weights by their string and we attach them to your nipples with clamps. We're using what we call 'clover clamps', Angie, because the more you pull on them, the tighter they get. And we definitely don't want them coming off in the middle of this game. You'll see why. Let's do Jenna first."

"Ah! Ungh! Ngho!"

"She does that every time! And we've used so many different clamps. I love how she plays the part. Anyway, up straight, Jenna! Good! Now, your turn Angie. Have you ever worn nipple clamps before?"

"Ngho! Ngho! Leeee! Ngho!"

"Never? Whew, so many firsts for you today. What a ride this must be! Tell you the truth, I'm a little envious. Ready or not, here they come!"

"Annnnhhh! Nghohhhh! Ahhhh!"

"Intense, right? And this is just the start. I need you to stand up straight like Jenna. Let me just adjust the length of these strings so the metal weights - that's about three pounds suspended directly from your nipples, by the way; thought you might like to know that - are just above the touch-plate. Perfect! Keep 'em up! We're finally ready to start. All I have to do is flip this little switch right here and several things will happen. One, those vibrators will start on a random program that will tease you but also force a string of orgasms from you. It will be hard to concentrate and stay straight up, but you'll need to try. This is where I got the idea from the Bishop picture. The other thing that will happen is current will go through this touch-plate, and if you lean forward and let that weight touch it, the current will go through a metal surface on your dildos and deliver a nasty shock to those sweet little kitties."

"Ahhhhhhh! Mmmmmmmh!"

"Unh! Unh! Leeeee!"

"Pretty cool, huh? But I left out the best part. The touch-plate is set up in a very special way. Such a way that if you, Jenna, let your weight down, Angie will get the shock. Alternately, if Angie lets down her weight, you'll get the shock, Jenna. So, you each need to be careful of each other, like good friends should. Unless, of course, you get angry with each other. Then shock away! Oh, I almost forgot. The electricity is connected to a simple computer program, too. Every time one of you drops the weight five times, it will increase the power of the current, making it more painful. So, yes, Angie, Jenna's sixth shock will be worse than the first five, then the eleventh, and so on. How much? I'm keeping that secret. Can't give it all away, can we now? Where would be the fun in that?"


"Let you out? After I went to all this trouble? Angie, really! I thought we were becoming such good friends. Just trust me. This will be worth it. See, Jenna isn't saying anything at all. She knows better by now that I'm not going to back out and take this experience away from you. That would just be cruel. Alright, are you both ready? And . . . flip! Power on! Stay still now. I have to go finish folding laundry. I'll be back in a little while. I want to see how this game plays out! It's my first chance to try it. Thank you both for making a dream come true! Well, I'll be back in fifteen minutes or so to watch and get feedback from you."



"What did I tell you, Jenna? Now you can only hit four more times before it gets worse for poor Angie here. That vibrator really does the trick though, doesn't it? This looks like so much fun! We'll try this game for an hour . . ."



"Angie, you need to concentrate on that weight, not on begging me. Now Jenna knows how that shock feels. Like I said, we'll try for an hour, that should be good. I'll enjoy watching you - you're both so enthusiastic! Then we'll have to try it for another hour but with both of your blindfolded! Well, off to do the chores! Back in a bit! You two enjoy yourselves - like good friends should!"


"AH! AH! Ahng-ee! Ah!"

"Enna! Enna! Orry! I orry! OWWWWW! Enna!"

"Orry Ang-ee! Ahhhhhh!"

"Mmmmmmmmmm. . ."

Part 3 - Goose, Gander

"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmmm! NNNNNHHHHHH!"

"Oh, I don't think so, missy. I've waited too long for this. There's no way I'm . . ."


"Quiet! Or I'll . . ."


"Alright, you asked for it . . ."


"Now hush! You've never felt your 'little attention-getter' before, have you? Well, I remember it quite well. That was a 'five.' If you don't want me to go right up to an 'eight' you'll keep quiet and listen. Are you ready to do that?"

". . ."

"Good girl. Oh, I have been waiting for this. I intend to draw this out and enjoy it thoroughly. If that makes you nervous, it should. I have been paying attention these last couple of days and remembering everything I can."

"You know what your mistake was? You thought I would be just like Jenna. We're probably almost interchangeable to you - couple of hot young college girls, into kinky sex, like pushing boundaries, unattached. I bet you thought if you tormented me, I would fold up in a harmless ball just like Jenna. I bet you thought it wouldn't hurt for a moment if you left me unrestrained and turned your back on me. How did that work out for you?"

"Uckh Oooh - NNNNNHHHHHH!"

"What did I tell you? Now you know what an 'eight' feels like. Want to try for ten?"

"Uh-uh! Uh-uh!"

"Did you think I wouldn't do it? Listen to me, bitch. I'm not playing around. I may just decide to leave you hogtied like this, walk out the door, and call the police in two days - or not. Is there anyone who would miss you, who would come around and see what happened to you? I don't think so. Oh, I know my skills aren't as sharp as yours. But those handcuffs and leg-irons locked together are pretty effective, I think. There's no picking your way out of those without the keys."


"I have to say, I do love to hear you beg. Sorry about the black eye, by the way. You were a little harder to knock out than I thought. I would say I hope it doesn't hurt too much, but I really don't care. So, here's the plan right now - don't know why I'm telling you, bad habit I picked up from you, I guess. Let's get you so you can't wiggle around too much and cause trouble. We'll take this chain here and connect it to your cuffs and pull them up to the ceiling. Then lock that little ring on your collar to this eyelet in the floor. You really have a lot of handy lock points around here! Very convenient. Bet you didn't think someone would ever use them on you."

"Okay, now to get this vibrator and butt plug into you. Let's feel that sweet little girl up in the right places and see what happens. Well, look at that! You won't need any lube for the vibrator at all! If I didn't know you better, I would say that you're enjoying this! Well, here it comes."

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"Mmmmmmmmm . . ."

"I agree that part was always nice. I think I'll be nice to you and lube up the butt plug before I put it in. That will be a little harder. Just relax - remember how you used to tell me that? Alright, let's do it."

"Mph! Unh! AHHHHH! OOOOOHH! Uh!"

"Good girl! Once it goes in it's all okay, right? I mean, you never forget it's there, but it's bearable - at least, more bearable than the other things. Right, let's get a rope through there to hold it all in. Oooof! Come on, help me out here! No? Fine. There, done. I'm sure you remember these particular toys. I hope that they can help you concentrate. Because really, real talk here? Just between us girls? I think - and don't get upset, it means I care about you - you, sweetie, have got some serious consent issues. This should get you to focus on that. I'm going to hook up the electrical leads - the chains holding you down should keep you from thrashing around too much and dislodging them. So, we'll turn the vibrator on low to tease you . . ."

"ooooooohhhhhhh . . ."

"I know, right? That was frustrating and at the same time such a turn-on! You'll have to let me know later if I got it right - if it kept you on the edge with no orgasm. Okay, now let's turn that butt plug up to an 'eight'. . ."

"Ayhh?! Ohhh! Leeee! Ohhh! Ooooohh igh!"

"'Too high'? Oh, come on, now. Experienced domme like you, that should be now problem. You can do it! I believe in you! Right, let's turn it on to hit at random intervals, and then I can go and. . ."


"That was quick! Well, it looks like you're settled in. I'm going to go and . . ."


"Boy, they come fast, don't they? Hope you get a little more rest before the next one. Anyway, like I was saying, I'm going to go poke about for a little while. You don't mind, do you? You'll be fine here, right? I'll just pour myself a drink and have a look around. Really? Thanks so much, I will make myself at home. Not sure when I'll be back. Take it easy."


"Whew, they do come quick. Well, see you later."

"Miss me? You wine rack is really well . . ."


"My goodness, you are frantic! You'd think I left you tied up for two hours getting shocked in the behind the whole time! What was it you wanted?"


"'Turn it off please' what?"

"Leeeeee . . . Ishtresh! Leeeee! Leee ishtresh! Urh ih ogh!"

"Aww, you called me 'Mistress!' That's so sweet! How can say no to that? Here you go, let's turn that off."

"Uh! Eysh! Ankh ooh!"

"Thank you what? I could turn it back on if you want."


"Better. Boy, I sure learned a lot about you! First thing I learned is that your name isn't 'Jasmine.' Should have figured that, really. I checked in your wallet and found out your real name, 'Karen Wilcox.' I mean, 'Mistress Jasmine'? It's a little cliché, don't you think? Well, I don't want to tell you your business, because I found out a little about that too. You might be very good at being a domme, but you aren't very good at remembering your passwords. You really shouldn't put them, especially your bank password, on a post-it next to the computer."

"Ah?! Ah?!"

"'What?' What do you think? I got into your bank account, and I found out that whatever it is that you actually do, it seems very lucrative. For you, and now for me. What I didn't tell you at the bar was that I am studying finance, and I have learned some ways to transfer money from account to account that makes it very hard to get back. Especially when the bank thinks it's you making the request, it was very easy to transfer almost all of your money to me, and the bank is not going to make it easy to get it back. Especially after I get in there and transfer it around a couple more times, which will be pretty easy once I leave you tied up here."

"Ahhhh! Ohhhhh! Ah ih oo oo?!"

"I took your fucking money, that's what I did. Oh, I left you a little, and as skilled as you are it shouldn't take long to make it back. Consider it a . . . 'finder's fee.' As in, you found me, and now you pay me a fee."

"Ngh! Ngh!"

"Oh, don't worry, I have faith in you! You'll be back up in no time! Anyway, money talk is so boring. Let's talk about something 'sexier,' shall we? Like I said, I poked around a bit, and you have got kinky shit stashed all over the house! Good for you, girl! I imagine so that there is always something close at hand when you work with your 'clients.' I suppose it would kill the mood if you said, 'Wait just a minute, I have to go get a whip from the garage.' And something that surprised me in the bathroom. Look here, an actual bottle of chloroform! Labeled in big sharpie letters and everything! It's like a bad movie prop. I will say this, you are nothing if not on point."

"Nnnnnhhh? Mmmmmh!"

"I know, it's fascinating stuff. I always wondered if it worked like on TV. Guess I get to find out now. It should make you a little easier to handle, anyway. Because I think it's time to get you out of that . . ."

"Eysh! Leeeee! Eh ee oh!"

"Oh, no, no, no, honey! We're just going to change it up a little bit."


"I'm just trying to keep you from getting bored, sweetie. Let's try this stuff out and get you set up for a different little game, shall we? Okay, here it comes!"

"Mmmmhhhh! Ahhhh! Nnnnnnngh! nnnn . . . mmmph . . . oooo . . ."

"unnnnh . . . mmmmmh . . . ahhhhhhh . . . Ah?! Ah?! Ohhhhhhhh! NGH! UNGH!"

"Wow! That stuff really works! Took a little longer than I expected, though. Thanks for holding still. You're so helpful. Let's wait a sec and make sure you're out of it so we can concentrate on what's next. Ready?"


"Great! What did you call this position, a 'strappado?' You're probably thinking more like 'strappa-don't', right? Sorry, couldn't resist. And neither can you! Ha, ha! Try the veal! I'll be here all week, folks! Actually, I won't, and I bet you don't want me too either. Don't answer that. I have to say, trussed up naked like that, you look incredible. What a body! Those legs, mm-mm! And that ass! Whew! What is you secret, Pilates? We'll talk about it later - we have a lot to do. How's that spreader bar between your feet, not to long, I hope? I like that it has that little ring in the middle to tie a rope from your collar to. Keeps you bent over perfectly for our little game."

"Ah?! Aaahhh!"

"In a minute! My, so impatient! Once we get started, you'll wish we went slower, trust me. Well, I replaced those handcuffs with big leather ones. Are they a little comfier? I hope so. Don't worry, I locked them on - like I said, I learned a lot from you. And I can't thank you enough for that, but I will try. Right, so I just put a loop of rope through those cuffs and ran it up to the ceiling, then down to the floor and tied it off. Pulls your arms up really nicely. And it's just one simple little knot that would let you loose if you could reach it. But, of course, it's too far away for you. Maybe someone else can do it for you. We'll see. I also took some time to braid a rope into your hair. I think it's pretty secure - let me know what you think. My rope skills aren't anywhere near yours, but I'm trying. Let's pull your head up like this . . ."

"Ahhhh! Ohhhh! Leeee!"

". . . and tie it off here. There. That keeps your head up nice and high, and we can look each other in the eye and really talk. Oh, I'm sure you noticed we got those plugs out, too. By the way, I never asked, did you have an orgasm? No? Glad I got it set just right. Now . . . the fun part."


"Can I tell you something? Just between us? This last week here hasn't been all bad. I learned a lot, and I think . . . I kind of like all this. No, I really like all this. It's a huge turn-on! Just thinking about the handcuffs, and ropes, and clamps . . . and whips . . . gags . . . Oof! Sorry, where was I? See, got me distracted just thinking about it! Only thing is, I figured out that I prefer to be on the giving end, rather than receiving. And it feels good to give. So, I am going to give, and give, and give to you until I don't have any more to give."


"You're welcome. So, here we are. With those hands held up and you bent over, that ass is just too tempting! So, I got out the toy that I thought had the most effect - the cane. And in the spirit of giving, I am not going to hold back at all. I'm going to give you everything I have, because that's just the kind of person I am. Let's see how twenty feels. I'll help you count them, since it's probably your first time. Ready or not!"


"One! Wow! I don't know about you, but that felt amazing! This is going to be fun!"


"Two. Yeah! I could do this all day!"

"AH! AH! AH! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! NNNNNHHHHHH!"

"Three! You're doing great! God, you are so hot when you shake like that!"


"Twenty! Wow! You took that like a champ! Great game! Okay, shake it off! Take five or ten and cool down. I'm gonna go grab a water. You good? Super. Back in a few."

"Alright, honey, I think it's time to let Jenna know about the change in our little agreement, don't you? She's been waiting on us for a while, hasn't she? Bet she's wondering what happened to us! I'm just gonna go get her, be right back."

". . ."

"This chair rolls really easy. Looks like ol' Jenna's been working on some sensory deprivation. Hood, gag, blindfold, headphones - she's probably a mess right now. Strapped down so she can barely move, too. I have to say, 'Karen', you do good work. Impressive. Even strapped down the individual fingers to the armrest. How many hours has she been restrained like that? Must be really messing with her mind. That's the longest she's been tied up in one position since she got here, right?"

"Ah? NGH? Nngh!"

"Just a minute, Jenna. Oh, silly me! She can't even hear me. Right, let's get those headphones off so we can all have a nice little chat."


"Now, now, Jenna, don't get frantic. I know you'll do anything. Calm down, honey. It's all going to be okay. Just relax, and it will all be over soon."


"Jenna, sweetie, what did I say? Take a deep breath. Pulling like that isn't going to do anything, especially with those restraints. Here, let me take that blindfold off . . ."


"Alright, I'm not going to say it again. Calm the fuck down!"


"Give me a second! Jesus! I can't get all that off right away, anyway. It'll be alright, just wait a sec, okay?"

"Haaaaah . . . oh-ayh."

"Good. So, Jenna? Meet 'Karen.' You might not recognize her in this position, but our erstwhile host and I have come to a renewed agreement of sorts."

". . .?"

"Like I told her, she made the mistake of turning her back on me. I'm sure if she had asked you, you would have warned her. Well, I have to say, that I was little bit cross with Karen here. I mean, she a little fantasizing and flirting waaaaay too far, don't you agree?"


"Right. So, I maybe . . . took out my frustration on her. But I think she was kind of asking for it. Which brings us to you, dearest Jenna."

"Ah? Ah ooh ee?"

"What do I mean? What I mean is this. While 'Mistress Jasmine' here tied us up and tortured us without our consent, I can almost understand where she's coming from."


"Shut up, Karen. Okay, Jenna, like I said. That's just who Karen is. It's in her nature. She can hardly help it. And, she taught me a lot. I bet you've learned a lot too, right Jenna?"


"Well, Karen is just doing Karen. But, you, Jenna, you had a chance to do the right thing, and what did you do? You sold me out to this crazed monster without a second thought, didn't you, you little cunt?"

"Angh-ee?! Oh! I ih-ihn!"

"Yes, you did, Jenna. Yes, you did! She told me everything! She showed me video! For the little bit of time your gag was out, you were quite detailed. Gave her everything. To put it bluntly, you betrayed me. And I don't forgive or forget. So, I think you two deserve each other. I'm just here to make sure you get what you deserve."

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"Angh-ee! Leeee!"

"Mmmph! Ohhhh!"

"So, you're both trying to weasel out now, huh? I can't do that. It just wouldn't be right. Plus, I think you'll both learn a lot from each other! I mean, did you know, Jenna, that Karen here has already started calling me 'Mistress?' She got that quickly. And it's so sweet, don't you agree?"

"Eysh? Leee, Ishtresh! Lee, eh ee oh, Ishtresh?!"

"Nice try, Jenna, but I think it's too late for that. Now we have to get you both set up. I'll tell you, Karen, I like dishing it out, but Jenna, here? I'm pretty sure that despite all her complaining, she actually likes what you've been doing."


"Don't lie to me, Jenna; I know you too well. See, Karen, we talk a lot, about everything. That includes sex. And Jenna used to tell me all the time that she was disappointed in the men she slept with. Wanted them to be more aggressive, take charge. She probably told you something similar in the brief time she was able to talk. Well, I've been watching her, too, over the last few days. I can say that from what I know of Jenna - which is a lot - she has had some pretty serious orgasms. Like, a lot of orgasms. Like, you can make her cum like she's never cum before. Isn't that right, Jenna honey?"

"Ohh! Ohh!"

"Oh, I think it is. So, Karen, I think you two were meant for each other. I'm just here to help. Okay, let's get started. Jenna, I tried this stuff on Karen here. Chloroform. I know, right? I thought it was just a movie prop, too. Turns out it takes a little bit of time, but it works pretty well. I'm going to knock you out so we can get you properly situated. Here we go!"

"Angh-ee! Ohhhh! Leee! Mph! nnnnn . . . oooohhhhh . . ."

"See, Karen? Fascinating, isn't it. Well, time is precious. Let's get Jenna out of this chair. So many straps! You don't do things halfway, do you? We'll just leave that gag and hood on - don't fix what ain't broke, amiright? Okay, all out. Oof! She's just dead weight. A lot harder than I thought. No, don't worry, Karen, I got this. Just lay her down on the floor and will fix up a proper hogtie. Right. Waist chain, check. Handcuffs locked to the back, check. Leg irons, check. Lock them together, check. Lock legs to waist chain, check. Just for good measure, let's grab this cord and tie those toes together, too. And . . . hands in handcuffs, check. There! Solid, inescapable hogtie, and if I figured it right, she should be coming out of it any moment now."

"nnnnnnnnh . . . aaahhhh . . . Ahhhhh! Ngh! Ngh! Ohhh!"

"Hey there, Sunshine! What do you think? I know, perfect, right? You're not getting out of that any time soon. Time to get you two set up for each other. Here's the concept - do you see that rope holding Karen's arms up, Jenna? See how it runs all the way to that eyelet in the floor with a neat little bow? The only way she is getting out is if you shimmy over there and pull the knot open. That will let her arms down and she can get out of the rest of it. But it will be up to you to let her out. And the only way you will get out is to let her out, because she will have the keys to your cuffs. I'm going to give them to her right now. Well, 'give' is probably the wrong word. 'Decorate' her with them, maybe. I'm going to hang the keys from the chain between these clamps right here, and then clamp them on poor Karen's lil' nips. Ready, Karen?"

"Ungh! Ahhhh! Ohhhh!"

"Don't wear clamps often, do you? Don't worry, all that shaking around won't dislodge them. Plus, if you did, then Jenna here could let herself free without your help. I'm not sure you want that right now. Maybe you do, though. We don't have to discuss it. Now for the final prep. Let's get these plugs back in you, Karen."

"Ohhh! Ohhh! OW! AH! UNH-UH! UNH-UH! AHHHHH-oooooh!"

"There. Get them hooked up, electrical leads nice and snug in there. They won't be coming out any time soon. Jenna, I have a pair for you, too."

"Ohhh, Angh-ee! Leeee! I orry! orry!"

"Jenna, Jenna, Jenna! It's just for consistency's sake. I don't really have any choice. You understand, don't you? Good. These leads should stay in there, but let's get a rope through your crotch there just to make sure. Come on, help me out, here! Uh! Whoo! Alright, they aren't coming out any time soon either. Get you both all hooked up and - almost done. It will take you a while, Jenna, to scoot over and let Karen out, if that's what you want to do, but I think I need a little more time than that. Let's see, how can we time this - no, don't interrupt, please. Let me think. Hmm-hmm. Ahh. Hmmmm. Got it! Karen, do you have any pantyhose? Never mind, I'll just go check in a minute. Right, rope through the collar . . . hmm-hmm . . . bow knot in the rope . . . hmm-hmm . . . bucket hanging . . . hmm . . . hanging from ice in a stocking . . . pull the knot loose . . . all good. It should work! I'm going to go get a few things. Wait right here - I won't be long!"

"Got it all. Perfect! This should work fine. Right, I'll just let you know so that you don't freak out too much. Jenna, I'm tying your collar to this eyelet in the floor with a nice big bow knot. This bit of rope has a loop in one end. I'm going to run a cord from that loop through this hook in the ceiling, here. Well, you can't see it, but trust me, this will work great! I'll hang this bucket filled with water from that cord, but first attach it to this length of stocking filled up with ice cubes. That stocking is going through a ring I hung up over here. Karen, you can see this right? Let me know what you think - you are the professional, after all. I respect your opinion. I'll be really careful with the bucket and tie it to the stocking and - shazam! - all set up! Jenna, you're stuck now until that ice melts and pulls the knot free. There's a lot of ice in there, too. I don't know how long it will last, but I'm guessing it will be several hours at least."

"Ahrs?! Ohhh! Ooooh angh!"

"Ohhh! Leee! Angh-ee!"

"Well I can't just let you get out right after I leave! I have things to do, and I can't have you messing around with them. Okay, you're all set up now until the ice melts. Then, Jenna, you have a decision to make. Do you let Karen out and trust her? Or . . . there really isn't an 'or,' unless you want to just stay like this forever. You two have some discussing to do. I'll just ask each of you to keep an open mind and listen to the other. Alright, I'm going to head out, take a little time to figure out my finances. The amount of money you gave me, Karen, should let me set up just about anywhere I want in the world. The possibilities are endless! Maybe I'll start working as a domme like you! Well, ladies, this has been a lot of fun, but that ice won't stay frozen forever - although I'll bet it will feel like that to you! I have a lot to do, so, let's flip those switches - done! I set the vibes on low again, and only set the shock levels to 'three' because it will be such a long time. Though I think a three will still be . . ."


". . . still be pretty tough. Right, I'll lock up on the way out. Cheers!"





"Ngh! Ngh!"

"Oooh! Mph!"

"Okay, honey, how are those ropes? Not too tight, are they?"


"Good. Can't get out of them, can you?"


"You know, you look amazing tied up in a spread-eagle like that. And that gag - you're a natural, Jenna."

"Ankh ooh."

"You're welcome. You know who I thought I saw today downtown? Angie."


"It wasn't really her. Just thought I saw her out of the corner of my eye. It's been almost six months. Time to admit it - we're never going to see her again. She better hope not, anyway. If I catch her, I'll make that bitch regret ever meeting me. Gotta say though, except for the money - which still really pisses me off - this turned out pretty okay, don't you think?"

"Eysh . . . Ishtresh."

"You're sweet."

"Khahreh! Ang mmph!"

"What is it, Jenna? I have a client coming in just a little bit!"

"Leeee, Ishtresh. Ohr? Leee?"

"More? No, sweetie, we have to make sure you can still go to school tomorrow. This is enough for now. You have to keep up with those classes and finish your degree."

"Uh I anh ooh ayh eere ih ooh! Oh ool! Ush ooh anh ee!"

"You have to go to school. You can't just stay here and be my little toy. You could do so much, and we both know it. And if you think you can just freeload off me because of your hot little college girl body, and your amazing tits, and those beautiful brown eyes . . . and the way you say 'Mistress' . . . and the way you lick my . . . Whew! What was I saying? Don't grin at me like that, you dirty little girl! You are going to school tomorrow and that's all there is too it! Is that clear?"

"Eysh, Ishtresh."

"That's right. Now, let's see if that sweet little girl is ready for her vibrator. Oh, is she ever! Here it comes, honey."

"Mmmmmmmm. Ooooohhhhh. Eysh. Eysh!"

"Okay, Jenna, I'm going to be at least two hours with this client. He pays well, though, which is really important for us, right now. Maybe three or three and a half. So, what do you want, the vibrator on tease and deny, or 'brain melt'?"

"Mmmmm . . . Eaze anh eengh-eye."

"Two-plus hours of teasing it is. Just remember, you asked for it. When I'm done, if you're really good, I might just let you tie me up as well."

"Oooh! Eally!?"

"Only if you promise to make me regret it. Okay, ready?"

"Ishtresh, lee. Lankhs?"

"Clamps, too? Jesus, Jenna, sometimes I worry about you. You just don't have any limits. Alright, here they are. Tweezers okay?"


"And, slip them up halfway. There."

"Ohr! Ohr! Ikher!"

"'Tighter'? No, that's enough. After that amount of time, it will be plenty, trust me. Right, let's flip that vibe on, and . . ."


"I have to go, honey."


"What is it, Jenna?"

"I uh ooh."

"I love you, too, baby."

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Wednesday, April 01, 2020  

Good one. I’m looking forward to the next monologue. At risk of shameless self publicity you might like to check out ‘Conversation’ where I tried something similar. thepinkbishop

Friday, March 06, 2020  

What a Patient Domme, Explaining What She Has Done and Is Going To Do Her Sub! Sub Probably Hasn't Found Sub Space For Little Time Yet@

Monday, March 02, 2020  

Thanks--this is the best thing I've read here in a while. I especially like the way the monologue format allows the reader to identify with the sub. The only thing I would change is to omit the description of the sub's earlier begging--I think it works better if we can imagine the sub as more innocent and naive.

Tuesday, February 25, 2020  

Hey all, the author here. Thanks for all the feedback. I just wanted to see what I could do with this format, almost as an exercise. If you liked, there are 2 more parts coming. If you didn't like it, there are two more parts coming!

Friday, February 21, 2020  

I very much enjoyed the story and agree wholeheaartedly with other commenters about the quality of your writing. IMHO though, your experiment doesn't quite work. It feels like too much of an "information dump," those moments in a story or a film in which one character explains to another what that character should already be well aware of for the benefit of the reader or viewer. Again, just IMHO, but I think the story would have been more effective and plausible if you'd had the Domme explaining to the sub what she was doing as she was doing it. But personally, I would have loved it if you'd written it in a more standard narrative style and included the scene in the bar and the subsequent conversation and action as it unfolded. Thanks for posting! I'll look for more of your stories.

Thursday, February 20, 2020  

Great, I relished it. Nice accurate descriptions, but what I really loved is the touch of suspense in it. Is the subject really a volunteer? Is Mistress just kidding at the end, or does she really intend to keep her new plaything? Great mind-fuck for the sub - or sealed fate? Just loved it!

Cheers, Andrea

Friday, February 14, 2020  

This was great! I'd love to read more of this, especially that predicament bondage.

Thursday, February 13, 2020  

Alright, I'm not a huge fan of strict exposition like this, but it's so well done and entertaining that I couldn't help but enjoy it. Take some stars and bring us more of this!

Thursday, February 13, 2020  

Wow, truly fantastic writing. Very believable and exciting. Sorry there will be no further updates....

Wednesday, February 12, 2020  

Great story! I also really like the gag speech.

Monday, February 10, 2020  

wow, great!

Sunday, February 09, 2020  

Very hot! Thank you for writing this. You painted a vivid picture of a Domme teaching a newbie and the sub's reactions were beautifully expressed even though just gag mumbling. Bravo! More please.

Saturday, February 08, 2020  

Awesome writing, I wish to read more and hear the upcoming introduction of the predicament bondage, to include how and if the Domme will trick and lure one or two of her friends to a secret meeting and capture them for fun as she goes back to the Bar again or maybe one friend is investigating to find her and no idea that it will be a trap. Tell me what you think. I am also a writer as well. Email is anthony11434@yahoo.com

Saturday, February 08, 2020  

Great, well done. I enjoyed it a lot!

Saturday, February 08, 2020  

You paint some very nice pictures with your words, nothing too complicated that it is not easily visualised. Good writing

Saturday, February 08, 2020  

Evil, but in a loving way.
Or should that be living but still very much evil?

Thank you for crafting it

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