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MARRY ANN'S SUNDAY JAPANESE BONDAGE ADVENTURE By the afternoon both subjects were very tired and sun browned. A warm bath and a real meal were all they could get through and by seven PM they were both sound asleep in the tearoom. Mitsui's Father perched himself in front of the entrance to the Japanese house and awaited Mary Ann's parents. A few minutes later they arrived accompanied by another lady dressed severely in an expensive Grey business suit. The Bondage Master stood and bowed low as the three approached. "Your daughter does you great honor stoically allowing herself to be one of my display models" Master Chien told Mary Ann's parents. As yours does you even greater honor as she shepherds them both through this very public display, Master Chien" Mary Ann's father replied. Master Chien bowed low and indicated they precede him into the traditional building before them. Inside he led then to the right were a traditional tea service, complete with rice cakes awaited them in a small paper walled room. After serving them and last himself, Master Chien sat cross-legged before them and inquired: "Then everything is proceeding according to your plans?"He inquired of Mary Ann's parents. "Yes Master Chien, we are very appreciative of you including our daughter in the display of your master work" We are here to discuss the Sunday inclusion of Mary Ann's fiction becoming reality again" Her Mother told him. "The safety association has some reservations regarding any possible traumatic mental shock when I appear with the photographer in tow tomorrow" The hotel staffer told them all. "But I thought we had agreed to shock her with your presence?" Mary Ann's father inquired. "The hotel safety community is the final judge on everything we do to any underage guests. Not even management has a veto over us. She told them. "What you want and what is in the child's best interests is strictly our business" "Even if we pay for it?" Mary Ann's mother inquired. "That actually has nothing to do with it at all" She replied. "We are literally swamped with requests for stringent bondage sessions tuned to wayward children requiring correction. Your Mary Ann jumped the queue by six month's only because of her literary skills. We understood she was a special case. The committee is not one hundred percent convinced that she would react favorably to the shock of seeing me walk in" "But she reacted well enough when she awoke on the Monday morning after her first session to find you unlocking her from the cuffs spreading her across her own real bed" Her mother urged her. "Maybe so, we will proceed, but if I detect the slightest touch of her freaking out. It is a dead issue, understand?" She frankly told them. "Now that we have settled tomorrow morning. I would like to see my daughter" Mary Ann's father inquired. Master Chien stood and walking towards the wall behind them and sliding the paper framed wall aside, leading them into the exposed room. Inside, Mary Ann's father gasped out loud. Mary Ann's and Mitsui's oil glistening body's lay intertwined on top of their futon bed. "What the hell is going on?" He asked the staffer and Master Chien just behind her. "We observed no aberrant activity between these two young females. Sexual preferences between nearly equally aged guests are not our concern. Security cameras cover every inch, but only to prevent anyone coming to harm" She mater of factley told Mary Ann's outraged parents. "I assure you my daughter is completely normal in her sexual preferences. She was devastated when she had to leave her boyfriend behind in Japan and has been burning up the Internet lines every night conversing with him". They are just comforting each other as kindred spirits facing abnormal events. Being exposed in rope bondage to passers by is as frightening to my daughter as it is to yours" Master Chien calmly told them. "But they are literally out cold" Mary Ann's physician mother told them as she examined each young females bodies. "Just a sedative to ease the mind and body from their days activities and making sure they are rested for tomorrows" Master Chien told her. "The Body Oil is unfamiliar to me" Mary Ann's mother went on. "A very special healing and soothing oil prepared by our association. It heals rope and sun burns and is absorbed by the skin over night" He told her. "Then we should leave these two so they may sleep soundly" The fictional mother told them all. The adults exited. Mary Ann's parents to their hotel room. Master Chien to sleep and guardian on his pallet just inside the house's entrance. And the substitute mother to report to the safety committee before going off home to a good night sleep her self. Mary Ann and Mitsui slept on cuddled in each other's arms. The beginning of a lifelong literary and physical friendship.
Sunday Morning A cocky rooster proclaiming his love of life woke the two young girls. They calmly completed their morning toilet and had a soothing warm bath. Rested and refreshed they sat naked, cross-legged awaiting Mitsui's father. " Are you ready for another days rope bondage and exposure?" Mitsui inquired of her new friend. "The bondage is not new and I sort of miss my fictional mother and photographer from the first leather bondage session" She told Mitsui. Are you getting to look forward to today's bondage then?" She inquired. "Not really, but I do now like to wear a little leather thong instead of my cotton panties" She smiled at her sister in bondage. "You must send me a few pair. But in a larger size to cover my growing butt" Mitsui laughed. My very conservative boyfriend will freak when he finds them" "You let him slip his hands under your skirt?" and incredulous Mary Ann inquired. "Only after he binds my hands behind my back" She told the open mouthed inexperienced girl sitting across from her. In Japan, males rule. My station in life will be that of my husbands wife, not Japans most read erotic author." "We have not engaged in the sex act, but he has had rite of access, ever since our parents betrothed us two years ago. I performed felleto on him that night and just about every night since. She went on. Mary Ann's expression was priceless. Mitsui thought. She simply did not understand Mitsui's entire life was predestined. And I wonder if I will get a chance to teach her about boys before she leaves" When her Father slid the door open, the two girls stood up, and turned towards him and bowed low. He indicated Mary Ann was first today and she turned her back to him awaiting the arm binding. Mary Ann's skin told her there was no breeze today and her eyes it was too early for Sunday visitors. She focussed on Mitsui suspended by her widespread ankles from the house's porch roof. And wondered how long it would be before she was similarly bound. Master Chien usually let his own daughter try the more erotic positions first. The quim resting on a single bamboo pole with ridges cut into it had almost driven Mary Ann off the deep end into a continuous orgasm yesterday. Mary Ann was already writing this entire session up, as one of her alter ego's most streniouse sessions. Then a female in a gray business suit walked into her field of vision. "It is time to pay for our world cruise Mary Ann" Her fictional mother appeared recreated right in front of her. "Your father and I have booked ourselves into a years cruise. Don't worry, you will be sequestering here for the duration. This Japanese Rope Bondage photo session will make us a cool Million, even if we air brush out your bare pubes" She told the stunned Mary Ann. Mary Ann moaned and Master Chien approached to see if his rope work was the reason. But the brash female was shoving the arriving garden visitors out of the way. And the photographer's tripod was re-arranging his carefully racked gravel waves in front of her. But Mary Ann had eyes, ears and thoughts only for her literary creations. As her "Mother" set up the shoot, re-arranging her on the stone island perch, Mary Ann felt both a rising panic and a little dejavu from last year. That had turned out all right at the end, but the Monday morning relapse had literary scared her almost to death. Reality and fiction had blended and she was still not sure which she desired most. The visitors to the Japanese Stone garden were fascinated by the addition of a photo shoot-taking place while they viewed the display of bound oiled female flesh perched on the cold stones or polished wood. The word of a chance of voyeurism seemed to spread quickly that fine summer morning and the two objects of all this attention found an ever increasing flow of eyes watching as they were alternately bound, set up, left. And then taken down, carried away to be rebound and set back up. For Mary Ann, the day had no end. Bound in gradually increasingly erotic poses, her attention centered on the ever present photographer clicking away and her own creation posing her and suggesting the photographer take ever increasing erotic shots of her. Even the knotted rope currently running from her wrist's through her tight ass and up through her virgin slit to the knot held firmly in her teeth. Moving her head as it tired caused her to almost see the sparks of ecstasy climbing up out of her sex into her brain. Lighting up her entire young body all the way. Now pressing her into yet another slow orgasm that was almost submerged in the greater scene. Her scene mother watched her charge closely. Mary Ann was sliding again into the mythos she had created and her professional psychiatrist training was beginning to suspect she was becoming addicted to it. Her writing was really a way of creating the life she truly subconsciously desired. Mary Ann would require gradually increasing submersion into the world of bondage and submission to continue to function, as she grew older. Her own real parents would have to be transformed into her fictional ones for now. But for the rest of her young brilliant literary life someone would have to be introduced to master her.And the scene master knew someone who could satisfy the growing desires Mary Ann was not now even conscious of. |