"Who's into bondage?"
Tina simply smiled back at me as I was closing the last
of the buckles on her anklets.
Tina was resplendent in her long stockings, heeled shoes,
leather and chains. In addition, she still wore the black robe she'd worn for
dinner over her bodice and garter belt. The only things that looked different
about her was the collar, anklets and bracelets of leather; with the chains
that followed her long legs into the hem of her robe, and the chains that led from
her wrists to the side rings of her bodice; through the small holes in the
sides of her robe.
It was Tina who showed me the reinforced holes, which
came close to lining up with the side rings of her bodice; and how to thread
the second set of chains through the rings, to a second leash which hung from
the ring on the front.
I playfully pulled the leash, hanging from Tina's breast,
which pulled her wrists to her waist, while she stood in front of me. I was
caressing the inside of her thighs as she stood there, enjoying the sensations
of my hands sliding over the smooth silk of her stockings, then Cindy moved;
jingling her chains.
"I'm cold."
Cindy said, as she moved to where her robe was laying;
only to discover she couldn't pick it up, or put in on, even if she could have
picked it up.
I let Tina's leash go as I slid my hand down her leg,
causing her to shiver with the touch. I rose from where I'd been sitting and
caressed the firmness of her posterior, then told her.
"Go to the library and find where you'd like to, uh,
hang out for the night. I'll be along in a while and take care of you."
Tina pouted at me for a moment, then grinned with
understanding, and started jingling to the door. Her walk was so sensual as she
swayed her way across the living room, for a moment I forgot about Cindy. Tina
stopped at the door, turned slightly to me, and made a show of dipping her
fingers into her wonderfully fragrant cunt and blowing a long slow kiss my
direction, from her saturated fingers. I shivered with the desire that act
brought up in me, and Tina moved through the door.
*** *** *** *** ***
Cindy was standing by her robe when Tina left the room,
and was unable to see what Tina had done before she blew me the kiss. Cindy was
also unaware of the companionship which had grown up between Tina and I. It
really wasn't that I didn't think of Lisa anymore, because I did, but Lisa was
unavailable to me for conversation, and according to the way the women's plan
ran, she was out of reach forever.
Neither Lisa or I allowed ourselves to hope we would ever
see each other again; she was in the hands of the Counsel, and I was getting
ready to lead a small band of her friends out of the city. I had sent several
messages to Lisa, but her replies at the time, were to persuade me to continue
with what I must do, and lead the party.
"Make every effort to gain the good will of a small
group of the gentler men you might meet, then start a community somewhere that
allows personal freedoms."
The last communication I was to receive from her was a
hasty note telling me to take care of Tina, and that I could trust both Tina
and Lana as my confederates. The others I'd have to judge on my own, and good
luck.
*** *** *** *** ***
Cindy brought me back from my inward thoughts as her
chains jingled while she tried to retrieve the robe they had taken from her,
when she was dressed in her leather and chains, by the other women. I nearly
burst out laughing as I watched her antics while she tried to wriggle herself
into the robe, and keep her balance. Without her hands to help, she was showing
great ingenuity, as she grabbed the collar with her teeth and tried to swing
the robe over her shoulders.
Dressed, or undressed, as the case may be, she was quite
a sight as she stood there swinging her head, while she tried to get the robe
to open over her shoulders. As I moved to her, I told her.
"It was thoughtless of the others to take your robe
from you."
Cindy opened her mouth to reply, and the robe fell to the
floor by her feet.
"Now look what you've made me do!"
Was her reply to my statement when she saw what had
happened.
"Just a small down payment on the price I plan to
extract from you for the blood you drew from my back on our last meeting."
"You wouldn't do anything to a helpless lady."
"No, not to a lady, but you told me yourself, when
we were together last, you are no lady."
"And you are no gentleman!"
"Now that we've agreed on that, I think it's time we
solved you problem of being cold, don't you?"
"Yes. If you would be so kind?"
Cindy was indicating I should pick up her robe and put it
on her.
"That's not quite the method I'd thought to use to
warm you."
As I said that, I took her into my arms and planted my
mouth on one of her offered breasts, sucking hard, then rolling the nipple
between my teeth.
"Please, Please?" Cindy whimpered,
"Please, don't hurt me!"
"I wouldn't dream of it, vixen. Just because you
plowed my back, I have no intention of hurting you. If we are to travel on the
outside together, I need to be able to trust you women just as much as you need
to trust me."
My reply was somewhat delayed while I finished my attack
on her breast, and I moved to the other outstanding orb after I'd spoken. By
the time I'd finished terrorizing her second breast, Cindy was beginning to
move as if she enjoyed the attention to her body.
"Be careful now, you might begin to like being a
bound concubine, many of the woman in the story I told you did end up liking
their condition so well that even when they were set free, they couldn't bring
themselves to leave the security they'd come to know."
"I don't believe you."
Cindy retorted.
"You will."
I softly replied as I lifted her from her feet, and
carried her to my apartment.
*** *** *** *** ***
"That one, you'd better not release until she can't
move at all."
It was that blasted voice speaking again.
"If then."
I thought to the voice.
"Maybe you're right. It would be more believable if
at least one of your prisoners genuinely acted as if she didn't like her
condition."
The voice was being thoughtful.
Cindy was relaxing slowly as I carried her, so I thought.
"While what you say is true, this one acts as if she
may come to like the bondage too."
"Only when you are using her for your pleasure.
She'll fight the bonds like a wildcat as soon as you're done with her."
"It shows spirit."
I thought at the voice.
"It does do that."
The voice was silent as I moved into the gallery with my
bonds woman.
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