Consider

By:
J.D. Hoeye


Chapter
XXXXII


As I approached the group of women in the living room, they were all grinning like a bunch of Cheshire Cats while they watched my approach. At first I didn't understand the reason for their self-satisfied looks and slowed my approach, while I tried to fathom the reason behind their obvious enjoyment of the situation.

Tina stepped away from the rest and came to me where I'd stopped.

"We assumed you'd be returning alone when we heard Lavern's announcement of her arrival at her pinnacle."

"You could hear us?" I asked.

"Yes, and Lavern is either badly injured or still floating in satisfied dreams."

"Dreaming the dream of the sated." I said.

While we'd been talking I'd finally looked around the room, noticing a new table had been set up in the living room, and was covered with various leather articles. "What's all this for?" I asked the room in general.

Tina replied for the group.

"These are some of the things we found in the attic. The robes we're wearing were among the other things in those chests, but the stuff on the table is all the leather that was up there."

I walked around the table, inspecting many of the leather goods until I came upon some leather half-bras like the one Tina had been wearing, when she came to me in the library. I picked one up, held it aloft, and commented.

"That's where you found this thing!"

I smiled as I looked at the women who were coming to the table.

"And all these erotic clothes too."

"Yes, it is."

Lana turned her profile and revealed a breast, held high by the supporting half-bra she had put on, and asked.

"Do you like it?"

"Oh, absolutely! Bring it over here."

"No, not yet, I'm not ready to loose my freedom yet! We still have some details to work out before all of us are ready to let you have control."

My heart stood still as it crowded it's way into my throat. It occurred to me that I'd over played my hand with Lavern, who was still securely installed in her bed. My fear was quickly proven un-necessary, as Cindy, wearing nothing but leather bindings was pushed from the group to stand in front of me.

Cindy was bound in leather wrist and ankle bands with a leather bodice and necklace. Her wrists were bound to the sides of her bodice by two short chains, which was laced and tied in the rear, out of reach of her hands. It was also a sort of half-bra which supported her breasts high. On the collar was a series of rings set at about ninety degrees with each other. There was a large ring, set firmly into the bodice between her breasts and another set at the top edge on the back.

Her anklets were set with the same sort of rings and I noticed there was a small chain attached to each of her ankles, that jingled when she walked. The other ends of the chains ran through the rings set into the sides of her bodice, then continued up through the ring at the back of her neck, then back down through the ring at the top ending in a common ring to which a leather leash was attached.

She came to me, walking slowly, with the shadow of doubt showing on her face. As I watched her come to me I was reminded of the story I'd told her in the library the first night we'd met. In my mind it was poetic, if not just, that she should be before me in this condition, the same condition I'd described to her on our first meeting.

Now I began to understand the Cheshire grins on these women's faces as I entered the living room, they'd been busy cooking up a sort of surprise for me while I'd been subduing the winner of the straw draw earlier this evening. It was Lana who caught up the end of Cindy's leash and brought it to me, saying.

"I believe you were asking if you could bind this woman for sex, and the answer was yes then, as it is now. I give you this strap as a token of our trust in you, and woman to take with you back to your apartment to deal with as you see fit for the injury she has done your back."

"Thank you."

Were the only words I could think to say, as my shock still held my brain paralyzed.

The other four women retreated, saying they were going to retire for the night.

"Good night."

"Sleep tight."

"Be good."

And finally Tina was the last to leave, she stopped, and then said.

"Can I watch?"

I replied

"Only if you're bound also."

Tina smiled as she walked back to me, loosened her robe, and revealed the leather bodice she was wearing, complete with rings and chains.


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