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WARNING!  This story is only for adults over the age of 18 and contains
Strong Sexual Content.  It is intended as a work of fiction for ADULTS
only, and the author does not in any way condone similar behavior.  If you
are under the age or 18 or reside in a state, nation, or planet that
prohibits such behavior, stop reading immediately!!!

   "Snowbound CH08"

   By sfmaster@att.net

   Archiving permitted, reposting is permitted; but only if you include
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   Copyright (c) 2011 by sfmaster@att.net

   Attn: Readers please feel free to send e-mail to the author.  I do want
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   ***

   "Snowbound CH08" by sfmaster@att.net

   Snowbound CH08 Cabin Fever

   In the weeks since Cassandra had agreed to become Beth's employee and
bondage companion, her life now truly revolved around bondage and
discipline.  After the nearly catastrophic day when she interrupted
Mistress Allison when she had been flogging Kate; all because Kate had not
asked Mistress Allison if she could give Cassandra a tour of the Playroom.
Her punishment for her transgression was to choose the instrument of her
own discipline; and she had decided upon the fearsome black leather whip.
Cassandra had undergone a terrible ordeal that had left her marked, but at
the same time she had experienced a great sexual climax as the lines
between pain and pleasure had melted away.

   Later on that night, Mistress Allison had taken her to bed, and they had
enjoyed a tender time together.  Mistress Allison had kept Cassandra bound
the entire time.  First Cassandra had serviced Mistress Allison's fragrant
pussy, bringing her to climax.

   Then Cassandra had lain on the bed, on two pillows since her hands were
locked behind her back.  Mistress Allison had first kissed her
passionately, then sucked and playfully bit her nipples, all the while
fondling her sex, getting her ready for her next sexual experience!

   Just as Mistress Allison had nearly brought Cassandra to climax, she had
suddenly stopped, leaving Cassandra begging again for release, just as she
had done in the Playroom.

   Mistress Allison then strapped on a dildo harness, from which protruded
a large rubber cock!  She then unrolled a latex condom over the rubber
shaft, and proceeded to give Cassandra another series of orgasms that left
her weak and stunned!

   Cassandra had thought that her outburst would cause her to leave Beth's
house: instead it had brought her pain and pleasure beyond imagining.
She had therefore stayed, and her constant companions were the leather
collar and bondage bracelets that she wore along with Beth.  Her days were
spent reading, watching TV; or surfing the web.  Her slavery was certainly

up to date!

   Her nights were spent under the lash, dreaming up scenes that Mistress
Allison, Beth, and Kate would perform.  Cassandra enjoyed all of them,
since they usually included bondage, discipline, and lesbian sex
afterwards.

   But there comes a time when a person needs a change of scenery.

   One day, when they were down in the Playroom together, with Beth in one
cell and Cassandra in the other, Cassandra decided it was time to discuss
the matter with her employer.

   "Beth, could I ask you something?" Cassandra began.

   "We're two naked girls in a steel cage.  Ask me anything you want," Beth
replied.

   "I have really enjoyed the last few weeks, and I like being a
submissive. But I've got a bad case of cabin fever, and I really would like
to get out of the house.  We're not as isolated here as I thought when I
was lost in the storm.  I would really love a visit to the town and the
shopping mall.  I just have to walk amongst people."

   "Yes, I know how you feel," Beth agreed, "we can't wear a collar all the
time."

   "So can get out for an afternoon?  I would really enjoy a Big Mac," said
Cassandra.

   "So would I," Beth agreed, "it's a go then.  We'll go to the Mall!"

   ***

   Even though Beth was the real power in her house, since they were both
submissives owned by Mistress Allison, they had to get her permission
first.

   This was done later that day, as they knelt in front of Mistress
Allison, naked, with their hands locked behind their backs.

   Mistress Allison sat behind her desk, with a riding crop in plain view
for all to see.

   "Kate tells me you two have a request to make.  Is this true?" asked
Mistress Allison.  "Yes, Mistress," Beth replied.

   "Go ahead, then."

   "Cassandra and I would like to have a day off shopping in the Mall. 
Both of us are suffering from cabin fever, and we'd like to get out and see
the real world and people again, Mistress Allison," said Beth.

   "Under the terms of our agreement, you are allowed some time off,"
answered Mistress Allison, "but also in your contract, you realize, there
is a price to be paid."

   "Yes, Mistress," Beth replied.

   "You too, Cassandra," said Mistress Allison.

   "Yes, Mistress," Cassandra quickly answered.

   "I think that what both you girls need is a taste of the paddle on your
bottoms.  That way, when you're out in the Mall you'll have a constant
reminder every time you sit down that you serve a Mistress.  Do you
understand?"

   "Yes, Mistress," they both said in unison.

   "Good.  Tomorrow morning, I'll give you both a taste of the leather
paddle, and then you can shed your collars and have a day at the Mall. 
Agreed?"

   "Yes, Mistress."

   "Excellent."

   The following day, after their morning bath, usually they were collared
and their bondage bracelets replaced.  But on this day, the first since
Cassandra had signed her contract with Mistress Allison, that didn't
happen!

   Instead, they were both summoned, dried after their bath but still
naked, into the Library.

   Mistress Allison was wearing her PVC bodysuit, and thigh high boots. 
She was seated on the couch, holding the paddle in her hands.

   Normally, she would be wearing her fetish gear only in the evenings, but
because of the change in schedule, she had dressed up in the morning
instead!

   "Whose idea really was it to go to the Mall?" asked Mistress Allison.

   "Mine, Mistress," said Cassandra, "I suggested to Beth that I wanted to
get out for a day."

   "Then you shall have the honor of going first," Mistress Allison
replied.

   "Thank you, Mistress."

   With Beth kneeling on the carpet, Cassandra draped herself over Mistress
Allison's knees like an errant schoolgirl!

   "When was the last time you spanked?" asked Mistress Allison.

   "I asked one my boyfriends to give a spanking.  He did so once, but
refused me when I asked for one again.  I told him that I was not a China
Doll, that I wouldn't break, but he was too scared.  I told him it was all
right since I had asked for it and it would spice up our sex life, but he
refused," explained Cassandra.

   "I wonder what he would think of you now, a collared submissive," said
Mistress Allison.

   "I also tried to interest him in a bondage DVD, and all he could say was
that he thought those people were freaks."

   "I can see why you broke up with him.  That relationship was never going
to work out."

   "Yes, Mistress.  He would sit in front of the TV for one sport after
another, and I'm not interested in sports, either."

   "Just as well, some things were never meant to be," said Mistress
Allison, "now I want you to kiss the paddle."

   "Yes, Mistress."

   Cassandra did as she was instructed and kissed the black leather paddle.
Her lips had been rouged by Kate, and she left some behind on the leather.

   "I thank you, Mistress, for the discipline that I am about to receive,"
said Cassandra.

   "Very good, Cassandra.  You are learning how to be a good submissive."

   "Thank you, Mistress."

   Mistress Allison then sprinkled a few drops of water on Cassandra's
bottom, which would make the pain of impact greater.  Or so the idea went!

   Crack!  Crack!  Crack!

   The sound of the leather paddle was the only one in the library, besides
the hushed breathing of all present.

   Mistress Allison, in all the weeks of Cassandra's training, had not yet
managed to give her a spanking.  So this was her first!

   Crack!  Crack!  Crack!

   The paddle marked easily, and Cassandra's bottom was soon colored to a
nice shade of red!

   Mistress Allison smiled to herself.  Yes, she had gauged Cassandra quite
correctly.  The girl was a true submissive who needed a true Dominatrix to
expose her submissive nature.  She had blossomed under training, and now
regarded D/s as the natural state of affairs.

   Crack!  Crack!  Crack!

   She only wished that their paths had crossed back in New York.  Still,
now that she had a new willing submissive to train, she was going to enjoy
herself immensely!

   Crack!  Crack!  Crack!

   "Owwwwww!" Cassandra cried.

   "It was about time, Cassandra.  Have you been so well trained that you
no longer cry out while being punished?" asked Mistress Allison.

   "I was just lost in thought, Mistress," Cassandra answered.

   "Do you enjoy your punishment?"

   "Yes, Mistress, thank you."

   "I would hate to think that you want to leave me for some reason," said
Mistress Allison.

   "No, Mistress, never!" Cassandra exclaimed.

   "That's good, since you've been such a good girl these last few weeks."

   "Thank you, Mistress."

   Crack!  Crack!  Crack!

   "Owwwwww!" Cassandra cried.

   "That's enough for now, dear.  I just wanted to redden your bottom to
remind you every time you sit down," said Mistress Allison.

   "Thank you, Mistress."

   Beth then received the same treatment over Mistress Allison's knee, and
soon her bottom was the same shade of red!

   "Thank you, Mistress," said Beth once her paddling was complete.

   "You're welcome, both of you.  Now Kate will dress you, and have a good
time at the Mall!"

   "Yes, Mistress, they both said in unison.

   It was almost like a going away celebration, and soon the two women were
dressed for the outside world!

   Beth wore a blouse, and blue jeans tucked into a pair of high heeled
boots.  Cassandra wore a blouse and skirt, and a pair of modest heels.

   "I feel so strange," said Cassandra.

   "Let me guess.  You feel different wearing underwear and clothes again,"
Beth answered.

   "Yes, exactly!"

   "I know just how you feel, and I feel just the same way," Beth replied.

   Before their departure, Mistress Allison had a second reminder for them!

   Kate produced two small black leather collars, held together with a
small lock!

   "Stylish, don't you agree?" Kate asked.

   "Yes, Beth replied.

   "Mistress Allison got them after your last day out, Beth," said Kate.

   Once they were collared, they were allowed to leave!

   "Enjoy yourself," said Kate.

   "Thank you," said Beth.

   Once they were outside, Beth turned to Cassandra.

   "I'll drive," said Beth.

   "Okay, you know the neighborhood," Cassandra answered, "Mistress -
whoops!"

   They both laughed together!

   "I've done that in the past also," said Beth as they got into her blue
Toyota, "it's a reflex action."

   "Reflex, hell.  I still remember that cropping I got when I forgot to
address Mistress Allison properly," Cassandra complained.

   "I got the same treatment also," said Beth as she started her car, "god,
it's good to be out of the house!"

   ***

   It seemed so strange to be wearing clothes again, and walking amongst
other people, instead of the female society that Beth had created!

   "I feel like I'm on another planet!" Cassandra exclaimed as they exited
Macy's.

   "Why?" Beth asked.

   "Remember that woman who was disrespectful towards the dress department
manager?"

   "Yes."

   "The female manager was wearing a leather blouse.  I thought that she
was going to take a riding crop and give that woman the treatment she
deserved," laughed Cassandra.

   "I thought the same thing," agreed Beth.

   Like two girls on their first day out, they had to go into almost every
store.  They tried on clothing, shoes, and were girly together!

   Cassandra bought two bra and panty sets plus a pair of black leather
high heels at Victoria's Secret, and they sat down in the Food Court for
lunch.

   They both had Big Mac Value Meals from McDonalds!

   "I had forgotten just how much I enjoyed these meals," said Cassandra.

   "Kate attended a couple of high priced cooking schools in Manhattan at
night, when she was working on Wall Street by day," said Beth.

   "I was wondering about that," Cassandra replied, "I'm glad you have an
exercise room."

   "Well, slaves deserve a nice meal, don't we?" said Beth.

   Cassandra laughed, the built up tension dissolving the more they acted
"normal."

   "I thought that I would buy a new dress for myself, but then I asked
myself 'why?'; after all, I'm naked or wearing the 'O' dress most of the
time, so I really don't need it," said Cassandra.

   "Slaves don't need much in the way of clothing," Beth agreed.

   "I like that pair of locking high heels you have, I would really like to
get a pair," said Cassandra, biting into her burger.

   "That's one item you can't get in the Mall.  I'll order you a pair from
a Fetish shop in LA that made mine," Beth answered.

   "You're not buying anything?" Cassandra asked.

   "After lunch.  I'll get something for myself, and then a bottle of Opium
for Mistress Allison, and I think that you should buy her something as
well. Her favorite perfumed soap would be a good idea!"

   "I don't understand?  Gifts?"

   "If you don't get Mistress Allison a gift, your hide is going to pay the
price," said Beth.

   "Good idea," Cassandra agreed, "I never thought of it that way before."

   "You'll learn," said Beth.

   "God, that was good!" Cassandra declared as they finished their meals
off with two apple pie desserts.

   "I think the fact that we don't have to obey a code of conduct here may
have something to do with that," Beth observed.

   "Strange.  I wanted so much to get away from the Playroom, but that's
all I can think of!  I can't get it out of my mind!" Cassandra declared.

   "Well, you have been in submission for several weeks."

   "I haven't counted," Cassandra replied.

   "I can't believe that!  Valerie counted every day as if she had been in
jail!"

   "There's that name again.  Is she a good friend of yours?"

   "Yes, we went to the same prep schools and colleges together.  I thought
that she was interested in the scene, but that turned out not to be true!"

   "Well, I barely look at the calendar.  All that matters is how I behave
under the lash," Cassandra stated.

   "Then you're a true submissive," Beth observed, "just like me."

   "You must really enjoy submission to have used so much of your family
fortune to create your own bondage world," Cassandra observed.

   "Pocket change," Beth observed as she finished off her Apple Pie, "I
won't even miss it."

   "Well, I just want to say thanks again," said Cassandra, "somehow that
seems more real here than saying it in the jail cell."

   "I know what you mean," Beth answered.

   They sat together in silence, taking sips of their drinks, watching the
other patrons of the Mall pass.

   "It's so good to see people again," said Cassandra, "we have to do this
again!"

   "If you're reacting this way to a day off, how will you feel when you
get your vacation?"

   "Then I'll feel really strange when I get back into a collar, won't I?"
Cassandra asked.

   "Yes," Beth answered.

   It was then that a beautiful Blonde woman detached herself from the
crowd and walked over to their table.

   "Beth, how nice to see you!" said the newcomer.

   "Valerie, nice to see you again!" said Beth as she stood up and kissed
her friend on the cheek, "this is Cassandra Martin, one of my associates."

   "Pleased to meet you," said Cassandra, as she rose from her chair and
shook Valerie's hand.

   "The same."

   "How have you been?" Valerie asked.

   "Fine, thank you," Beth answered, "where have you been?"

   "Chicago, mostly," Valerie answered, "are you still with Mistress
Allison?"

   "Yes, can't you see my collar?" Beth answered.

   As the two women talked, Cassandra sized up Valerie.  Cassandra couldn't
believe how beautiful she was!  She looked like she was a model who had
stepped out of a Vogue photo shoot!  Her beautiful blonde hair, perfect
features and body, lovely voice; all added up to one perfect female.

   Meanwhile, the devil in Cassandra imagined Valerie naked, wearing collar
and bracelets, hung from the ceiling in the shape of an "X" and being
whipped by Mistress Allison!

   "I'm sorry about that," said Valerie, "I didn't really understand myself
last year.  Which was why I went to Chicago, and I began seeing a Mistress
again to help me with my submissive feelings."

   "How did it go?"

   "Very good.  I've learned to submit, she taught me how."

   "Valerie, you had a perfect opportunity for that with me and Mistress
Allison.  Yet you resisted, why?"

   "Maybe I wasn't ready to submit 24/7, Beth.  Perhaps not now, either. 
But I am under the lash," said Valerie, turning to Cassandra she saw they
were wearing identical collars, "I suppose you're serving Mistress Allison
also."

   "Yes," Cassandra replied.

   "So you can take being collared twenty-four hours a day," Valerie
observed.

   "Yes."

   "Do you obey her without question?"

   "I certainly have the marks to prove it," Cassandra answered.

   "Do you like being held in chains?"

   "Yes," said Cassandra, "and I'm not afraid to say so, either."

   "That's something I don't understand," Valerie replied, "how a girl can
be happy as a submissive.  I feel ashamed of what I do, but I just can't
help myself.  I keep saying to myself that being submissive it's normal,
but just the same, I just have to serve a Mistress."

   "Perhaps if you admitted your feelings to yourself you'd be able to be a
submissive, and not feel ashamed of yourself instead," said Beth.

   "Easy for you to say.  How did you meet up with Beth?  It's not as if
she advertised for a companion after I left."

   "I literally dropped in one night during a raging snowstorm.  Mistress
Allison put me though a test to see if I liked bondage, which I had dabbled
in previously.  So Beth offered me a job as her bondage companion, and I
accepted."

   "You don't feel like a whore?" Valerie asked point blank.

   "No," Cassandra answered, "I had been unemployed for a whole year, and
Beth gave the chance to explore my sexuality while being her companion."

   "I don't know if I could do that," said Valerie.

   "Perhaps you didn't give yourself enough time to learn," Cassandra
replied.

   "Maybe if I had been given a chance to experience submission a bit at a
time instead of all at once, I'd have been better able to handle it.  It
was a little intense doing it all day long and being chained up at
bedtime!"

   "You mean you didn't like recreating Roissy?  I certainly enjoy wearing
the dress everyday," said Cassandra.

   "You must have a terrific fantasy life," observed Valerie.

   "You might say that, but I have the stripes in real life to prove it,
and they are definitely NOT imaginary," Cassandra answered.

   "I suppose so," Cassandra replied.

   "Well, nice to talk to you," said Valerie, "but I have to be running
along."

   "Nice to see you again," said Beth rising from her chair.

   "Nice to meet you," said Cassandra.

   After Valerie had left, Cassandra turned to speak directly to Beth.

   "What do you make of that?" Cassandra asked.

   "I think that Beth is going to return to my house," Beth answered, "and
she will ask to rejoin me in bondage."

   "Where does that leave me?" questioned Cassandra.

   "There's an old saying: 'two's company, three's a crowd' your position
is in no danger, no matter what Valerie says.  I gave her a chance, and she
ran away.  Besides, you really enjoy the little world that I have created.
It would be a shame if you ever had to leave," Beth answered.

   ***

   "Our chicks have returned to the nest," announced Kate, "they are in the
library awaiting your inspection, Mistress."

   "Thank you, Kate," Mistress Allison replied.

   In the Library, both Beth and Cassandra were naked, collared and again
wearing their bondage bracelets and high heels.  Their hands were locked
behind their backs, and both wore ball-gags in their mouths.

   The gifts that they had brought were on Mistress Allison's desk, both
wrapped accordingly.

   Mistress Allison entered the Library, and saw that both girls were
prepared as instructed.  Kate stood at her place at the door, waiting for
instructions, should there be any.

   Mistress Allison walked over to her desk and gazed at the two naked
females kneeling before her.  She picked up a riding crop from the desk,
and stood before Beth.

   She then placed the tip under her chin, gently encouraging her to look
directly at her.

   "Did you have a good time at the Mall, Beth?  Oh that's right, it was
Cassandra's idea.  I see that both of you have brought me gifts.  I'll be
that was probably your idea, wasn't it, Beth?"

   "Mmmmmmmph!"

   "Well, it may please me a little, but it won't prevent me from giving
you a taste of the lash!" said Mistress Allison.

   "Mmmmmmmph!"

   "That's better, my dear.  I'll bet that it must have seemed strange all
day to be wearing clothes."

   "Mmmmmmmmph!"

   Mistress Allison then stood in front of Cassandra, and did the same
thing with the tip of the crop.

   "Meanwhile Cassandra here had her first day out.  Did you enjoy being
out of bondage, Cassandra?"

   "Mmmmmmmph!"

   "Hmmm, you're no more intelligent than your companion here," Mistress
Allison observed, "did you think of running away?  Never wanting to see me
again, or ever experiencing my lash once more?"

   Cassandra shook her head from side to side, indicating a firm NO!

   "Looks like at least one of my girls is still loyal to me, what do you
think, Kate?"

   "Perhaps a taste of the lash would help, Mistress," Kate suggested.

   "That's the best idea I've heard all day, Kate.  After dinner I want
both girls in the Playroom suspended from the ceiling and ready for a
little discipline."

   "Shouldn't you open your gifts, Mistress?" Kate suggested.

   "An excellent idea!"

   Mistress Allison sat down behind her desk, and opened the box from Beth.

   "Opium!  At least you remembered my favorite scent!" observed Mistress
Allison.

   Then she opened the second gift.

   "My favorite French Bath Soap!  My, these two girls are very considerate
towards their Mistress, aren't they, Kate?"

   "Yes, Mistress."

   "Do you think that should excuse them from a session with the lash?"
Mistress Allison asked.

   "No, Mistress."

   "Then have them prepared for me as I have instructed in the Playroom
later.  You may feed them Dinner in the kitchen with you, I shall dine
alone in the Dining Room."

   "Yes, Mistress," Kate answered.

   Kneeling on the floor, Cassandra knew that both she and Beth were
definitely going to be for a very bad time in the Playroom that evening!

   ***

   "Mmmmmmmmph!"

   Beth looked at her companion Cassandra, who was standing next to her,
and bound in the same position.  Both girls were naked, their wrists and
ankles locked to spreader bars, and both were hanging from the ceiling
chains.  As before, both were wearing ball-gags in their mouths, silencing
any possible conversation between them!

   It was apparent to Beth that Mistress Allison had decided to welcome
them back into the fold with a harsh bondage scene, which she remembered
that Allison had done before.  Beth regretted that she had forgotten to
tell Cassandra that this might be possible as they drove home, but Beth had
been preoccupied with Valerie's sudden reappearance after all this time!

   In a way though, her warning was unnecessary.  They were both, after
all, submissives, and for them, a life under the lash was the norm, not the
exception.

   So it was perfectly natural that for both Beth and Cassandra a session
with the whip would greet them after their day out in the Mall!

   "Mmmmmmph!" Cassandra grunted to Beth.

   "Silence!" said Kate, who was wearing her Latex Maid's uniform, which
she wore when doing sessions in the Playroom with Mistress Allison.

   The two girls didn't have long to wait as Mistress Allison made her
appearance.  She was wearing her Black PVC Catsuit, a belt around her
waist, and a pair of matching High Heeled boots.

   Beth knew that whenever she wore the Catsuit, Mistress Allison meant
business!

   "Beth and Cassandra have been prepared according to your instructions,
Mistress," explained Kate.

   "Very good, Kate.  You've done an excellent job today with our two
charges.  Perhaps I'll give you a reward later."

   "Yes, Mistress."

   Gagged, Cassandra thought that Kate would be given the opportunity to
either Discipline one or both of them, and perhaps take one of them to bed
afterwards.

   Either way, they were going to experience the lash tonight!

   "You may remove their gags, Kate, but keep them locked around their
necks to keep them handy and as a reminder," ordered Mistress Allison.

   "Yes, Mistress," Kate quickly replied.

   Her heels clicked on the floor over first to Beth Kate walked behind her
and unbuckled the gag.

   "Thank you, Mistress!" said Beth.

   Next it was Cassandra's turn, and there was an audible 'pop' as the gag
was removed from between her jaws.

   "Thank you, Mistress!" said Cassandra.

   "I just wanted you two girls to know that I was very touched by the
gifts you gave me.  It shows that both of your really care for your
Mistress."

   "Thank you, Mistress," they both said in unison.

   "However, as I said in the Library, it will not stop me from giving you
both a harsh punishment this night."

   "Yes, Mistress," they both repeated.

   "Since you'll be unable to walk over to the rack to select your weapon
of choice, Kate will be doing that for you.  Is that all right, girls?"
asked Mistress Allison.

   "Yes, Mistress."

   Mistress Allison then walked over to Beth, and first weighed her breasts
in her hands, then pinched her nipples making her squeal.  Then her hand
reached downwards between her legs, and began to massage her sex, making
her moan with pleasure!

   "You're so easy Beth, I bet you desired every woman you saw today in the
Mall.  Is that true?"

   "Yes, Mistress," Beth answered.

   "You're such a slut, Beth.  Perhaps I should make you wear a chastity
belt or a dildo harness all day tomorrow."

   "Whatever my Mistress desires."

   "What did you buy in the Mall today?" demanded Mistress Allison.

   "Just a copy of Vogue and Cosmopolitan, Mistress Allison."

   "That's a strange purchase since a slave girl doesn't need any clothes,
and you certainly don't need Cosmo's advice on looking for a man, do you?"

   "No, Mistress."

   Taking two steps Mistress Allison next stood in front of Cassandra,
whose breasts and pussy were also subject to the same examination.

   "What did you buy in the Mall, Cassandra?"

   "Two bra and panty sets and a pair of high heels at Victoria's Secret,
Mistress Allison."

   "And what did you two girls have for lunch?"

   "We both had Big Mac Meals at McDonalds," Cassandra answered.

   "Did anything special today happen at the Mall?" asked Mistress Allison.

   "Yes, Mistress," Beth answered.

   "Well, what happened?"

   "Valerie Newman came over and introduced herself."

   "Really?, what did she have to say?"

   "That she regretted leaving, and that she was seeing a Dominatrix in
Chicago.  I got the impression that once she sorts out her submissive
feelings and stops being ashamed of them, she might be back," said Beth.

   "Would you let her come back?" questioned Mistress Allison.

   "No," Beth replied, "she had her chance to be a submissive here, and
left, because she could deal properly then with her feelings.  Cassandra,
who dropped in on use during the storm, has proven to be a loyal companion
to me, as well as an eager submissive.  She has certainly won her stripes,
so to speak."

   "Very good, Beth.  You can certainly deliver a speech in chains,"
observed Mistress Allison.

   "Thank you, Mistress."

   "Well, Cassandra.  It appears that you have certainly made a place for
yourself here."

   "Yes, Mistress," Cassandra answered.

   "Much as I would like to have Valerie again under my lash, your
eagerness to be my submissive outweighs her bodily charms, which I'm sure
you must have noticed."

   "Yes, Mistress.  I thought that she must have been a model."

   "It's just a pity that she isn't a bondage model," commented Mistress
Allison, "and whoever her Mistress is, that must be one lucky Dominatrix."

   Mistress Allison made a mental note to call her scene friends in Chicago
to find out what Domme Valerie was seeing.  She just had to know who that
blonde bombshell was kneeling in front of!

   "Enough talk then, shall we get to Business?" asked Mistress Allison.

   The End of Chapter Eight
   

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