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Dear ASSM Moderator,With Stella about to hit Long Island in 48 hours, I
thought it would be a good time to repost my novel "Snowbound" Sincerely
yours,sfmaster

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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 CH01"

By <a href="mailto:sfmaster@att.net">sfmaster@att.net</a>

Archiving permitted, reposting is permitted; but only if you
include this statement of limitation of use and notify the author
by e-mail. The author forbids you to make, distribute, or sell
multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed
format.
However, individual readers may make single copies of the
story for their own, non-commercial use.

Copyright (c) 2011 by <a
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Attn: Readers please feel free to send e-mail to the author.  I
do want to hear from you!  Please mention whatever newsgroup or
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Snowbound CH01 by <a
href="mailto:sfmaster@att.net">sfmaster@att.net</a>

Snowbound CH01: A Brush With Death

For the first time in her life, Cassandra Martin was afraid that
she was going to die.  Here she was, driving through rural
Pennsylvania in a true Blizzard, and lost!

Why, oh why hadn't she listened to the locals who had urged her
to stay put and wait until the storm passed.  They had told her
that a Blizzard here wasn't like snow on Long Island; that snow
could down in feet, not inches!

But no, she thought that she was invincible in her 4 wheel drive
Jeep!  Surely an SUV could get through anything, right?

Snow on Long Island was quickly cleared, why you just sat home,
watched the plows, shoveled out the house, and had a day off from
work.

But here, on a rural road, it didn't look a plow had been here
yet.  The Jeep kept getting stuck in the ever increasing snow,
and worse the heater had stopped working!  She tried her cell
phone, and couldn't get a signal.

Cassandra was lost, cold, hungry, and with night coming on she
faced the possibility that she might freeze to death.  People
just didn't die in snowstorms on Long Island!

She drove on, backing the SUV out whenever it got stuck, then
trying to go further.  But the snow was coming down so hard, it
was a true Blizzard!

The one thing that worked was the radio, and they were saying
that below zero temperatures were expected.

"Just great," Cassandra said to herself, "I'm going to freeze to
death out here tonight."

It was then through the snow she saw a long driveway and a house.
 Since she was lost, and the SUV had gotten stuck again, she now
had no choice.

Cassandra drew her coat around her, put on her hat and gloves,
and grabbed her purse.  She shut the Jeep off, and she decided to
make a run for the house.  It was already getting dark!

She opened the Jeep's door, and stepping from the running board
she sank up to her knees in the snow!  She closed the door, only
to have a gust of wind slam her in the face, the snow blinding
her!

Cassandra had planned to get her suitcase from the back, but
abandoned that plan as she was blown to the ground by another
wind gust!

Staggering to her feet, blinded, and now soaked, she was dazed by
the wind.  Where was that house?

Barely seeing it through the snow her legs sank deeply into the
drifts as she staggered to the house.  She lost her way again as
the snow and wind disorientated her, and then she literally
walked into the house!

Cassandra staggered up the stairs, and pounded on the door, not
even looking for a doorbell.  

"Please help me!" she cried, shouting against the wind.

Finally, after what seemed an eternity, she heard sounds inside
and the door opened, just as a burst of wind literally blew her
into the doorway.

"It's all right," said a voice as Cassandra, blinded by the snow,
was helped inside, and the outer door shut behind her, "there
now, it's all right, you're safe now."

"Thank you," Cassandra gasped.

She was lying on the floor, in a pool of melting water from her
coat, and still blinded.  Her savior produced a handkerchief, and
Cassandra rubbed her eyes to clear them of the snow.

"Kate, who's at the door?" a voice asked.

Cassandra looked up to see an intercom on the wall.

"A stranded and soaked female traveler, Mistress," Kate replied.

"Clean her up and dress her, and she may join me for dinner
later," ordered the voice.

"Yes, Mistress," Kate replied.

"Who was that?" Cassandra asked.

"That was Mistress Allison, and I'm Kate.  You're soaked through!
 Why don't I get you into a soaking hot bath, a change of clothes
and some food, and then you'll feel a lot better!  And then all
your questions will be answered," said Kate.

"Thank you, I'm Cassandra Martin," said Cassandra, introducing
herself.

"Let's get you into a hot steaming tub before you freeze!" Kate
suggested.

Exhausted from her ordeal, freezing cold, and soaked to the skin,
Cassandra let herself be led (shivering) through the house to a
nearby bedroom (complete with it's own bathroom) where Kate
quickly drew a bath filled with steaming hot water.  Cassandra
stood up from the chair where she had been waiting, and allowed
Kate to quickly undress her, her soaking wet clothes left in a
pile on the floor.

Cassandra stepped into the hot, steaming water, and lowered
herself into the tub.

"There now, just relax," soothed Kate, "I'll get you a cup of tea
and some cookies."

"Thank you," Cassandra replied wearily.

Cassandra sat in the tub, and let the wonderfully hot water seep
into her aching flesh.

"Feeling better?" Kate asked upon her return.

"Yes, thank you," Cassandra answered.

"How about a little snack first?"

Kate placed a tray that bridged the tub's sides, onto which she
placed a tray containing a teapot, teacup, spoon, and some
cookies.

"Thank you" said Cassandra.

"There now, eat something!" advised Kate.

Cassandra poured herself a cup of tea, which she swallowed
gratefully.  After the first cup, she proceed to eat a couple of
cookies; which were the first solid food that she had eaten since
the morning when she had set out into the storm.

"Thank you again," said Cassandra.

"You're welcome.  After you've had your snack and bathed, you can
rest for a while before dinner."

It was then that Cassandra noticed something that she hadn't seen
before.  Locked around Kate's neck was a 
D-ring bondage collar of the type she'd seen in shops in
Manhattan.

	*				*				*

Cassandra soaked in the steaming hot water, allowing the heat to
penetrate her freezing body.  She let Kate bathe her and do her
hair, luxuriating in the bath, enjoying the soothing hot and
scented bath water warm her back up to normal.

"Why are you so cold?" Kate asked.

"My truck's heater stopped working."

"You could have frozen to death!" Kate exclaimed. 

"Yes, thank you."

Kate added additional water to the bath, filling the bathroom
with steam.  Cassandra soaked in the tub, relaxing, falling off
to sleep.

"I hate to wake you up, but I have to get you dressed and dinner
on the table.  You can take a nap before dinner," said Kate.

"All right," Cassandra replied.

Cassandra stood up in the bath, and the water dripped from her
naked body.  She was 5 feet three inches, weighed 115 pounds,
Brunette, and modestly endowed.

"You're very pretty," Kate complimented her.

"Thank you," said Cassandra.

Cassandra stepped from the tub, and allowed Kate to vigorously
dry off her naked, lush body.  She didn't mind it when Kate dried
her breasts and under her arms, nor when she had to open her legs
to allow Kate access to her pussy and bottom.

Once dry, she was led naked to the bedroom, where Kate sat her
down in front of a mirror and produced a hair dryer and did her
hair.  Cassandra stared at herself, naked in the mirror.

Here she was, in a strange house, being pampered by a Maid, and
she wasn't asking any questions.

"Let me get you some clothes," said Kate.

In the bureau she produced some underwear of various sizes, and
Cassandra was able to pick out a bra and panty that fit her. 
Next, Kate produced a garter belt.

"Ever wear stockings before?" Kate asked.

"Not really."

"Pantyhose is just so unsexy, to feel really feminine you have to
wear a garter belt and stockings," Kate observed.

Kate produced an unopened pair of black stockings, and she joined
the two ends of the garter belt around Cassandra's waist. 
Cassandra sat on the bed as Kate helped her with the stockings.

From the closet Kate produced a couple of DKNY tops, along with
matching skirts.  Finally, a pair of three inch patent leather
heels completed her outfit.

"There now, you look fine!" complimented Kate.

"Thank you," Cassandra answered.

"Now, you stay here and I'll come get you for dinner, and
Mistress Allison will answer all your questions."

Cassandra was left alone in a luxurious bedroom that any
Manhattan yuppie would envy.  There was a four-poster bed,
mirror, desk and chairs, and a entertainment center.  She looked
over the DVDs and gasped in surprise.

There was "The Story of O"; plus several others showing women in
bondage.  Sitting next to them were the usual chick flicks: "The
Way They Were."

On a bookshelf were similar selections: Sex novels and Romance. 
Whoever her host was, she wasn't bashful about sex!

Cassandra looked out the bedroom window, and saw that it was dark
and still snowing.  Had she not seen the house, she'd outside in
the winter storm!  She took "O" from the shelf, and tried to
read, but tiredness overcame her from the strain of the day's
events, and she closed the book and fell asleep in the chair.

"Cassandra, it's time for dinner!" said Kate as she knocked on
the door, awakening her charge.

"I'm must have fallen asleep," yawned Cassandra.

"That's all right, please come with me," said Kate.

Cassandra followed behind Kate, marveling at the size of the
house.  It must have been an old farmhouse at one time, now
remodeled and updated.

Kate then opened the double doors to the dining room, and seated
at the head of the table was a woman dressed in black. 

"Cassandra, this is Allison Daniels," said Kate.

"Please to meet you," said Allison, who rose to shake Cassandra's
hand.

"Thank you," Cassandra replied.

Allison Daniels was 35 years old, 5 foot five inches, with black
hair and well formed, thought Cassandra.  She was even taller in
the high heels that she was wearing.

"Kate will now serve dinner, I trust you have a good appetite."

"Yes, thank you," said Cassandra as she seated herself next to
Allison.

"Did you have a nice nap?"

"Yes, thank you.  I didn't realize how tired I was," Cassandra
replied.

"I hope you'll like dinner.  Kate has really excelled herself
while you were asleep.  We're going to have a salad, rib roast,
red potatoes, and asparagus with Hollandaise sauce."

"Wow!" replied Cassandra, "I haven't had a Dinner so grand since
my friend got married recently."

Dinner was indeed grand, and began with a salad, followed by the
main course.  Cassandra, starved by her ordeal, took two slices
of Rib Roast (which had been cooked to perfection); and generous
helping of the two side dishes.  

The meal was washed down with a French Red Burgundy, which had
the effect of making Cassandra slightly tipsy.

Dinner was eaten mostly in silence, and after the dishes were
cleared, the real conversation was begun.

"Why don't you join me in the Library, and then we can talk. 
Besides, a Brandy would be an excellent way to finish our
Dinner," suggested Allison.

"Yes, thank you."

Cassandra followed her hostess to the Library, which was entered
through another set of double doors.  The Library had bookcases
filled with books; carpeting, a large desk and chair, in front of
which was a couch (where Cassandra seated herself).

"This is wonderful, I always wanted to have a library.  Did you
buy all of these books?" Cassandra asked.

"No, the library, and the house, belong to a friend of mine, Beth
Holland.  That's her above the mantelpiece," Allison pointed
out.

Cassandra saw a painting of an attractive blonde woman in her
thirties, dressed in an English Riding Habit, standing next to a
horse.  Beth was holding a riding crop, and appeared to be
flexing it between her two hands.

"I she here now?"  Cassandra asked.

"No, Beth is away on a business trip to California, lucky for her
she missed the snow.  So I'm taking care of the house for her."

Allison walked to a bar, and poured two large Brandies into
proper Brandy Balloon glasses.  She walked back to Cassandra, and
handed her one, and sat down on the couch next to her, not behind
the desk.

"Why were you out in the storm?" Allison asked.

"I was driving back to New York, and I thought that my SUV could
go anywhere in the snow - a least that's what the ads say."

"That's untrue, people die every year out here because they think
the SUV is able to drive through anything.  They either land in
the ditch, or get stuck in a storm, which would have been your
fate."

"Thank you for taking me in," said Cassandra, "else I would have
died out there."

"A very real possibility," Allison observed, "but there's
something else you want to ask me, isn't there?"

Both women took healthy swallows from their glasses, and looked
deep into each other's eyes.

Allison was 35 years old, stood 5 feet 7 inches, had black hair
and eyes, and curves in all the right places.  She was an
attractive and beautiful woman indeed.

"Are you a Dominatrix?" Cassandra asked. 

"Yes," Allison answered without hesitation, as she took a swallow
of her Brandy.

"Is Kate your slave?"

"Slave or submissive, either way, she wears my collar and bears
my lash."

"You speak so calmly about it," Cassandra observed.

"Do you have any experience with the scene?" Allison asked.

"I lived in New York City for five years rooming with two of my
girlfriends.  Shelley was a submissive to her boyfriend, and she
left her toys around the apartment.  I went to a club with her a
few times and watched demonstrations," Cassandra answered.

"And how did they make you feel?"

"Hot."

"Did you pursue your interest?" Allison questioned.

"Just a couple of times, Shelley arranged for me to do a couple
of scenes with two of her friends, male and female."

"Did you like being dominated by a man or woman?"

"Woman," Cassandra replied.

"Did you do any further scenes?"

"No," Cassandra answered.

"Why?"

"I was scared," Cassandra answered.

"Of what?"

"Of liking it too much," Cassandra confessed.

"Well, I just watched the weather report, and you're going to be
here for a few days at least.  Even after the storm passes, it'll
take a while before we get plowed and dug out.  I have a local
firm come and clean up, but first they have to get here."

"Thank you for being so kind," said Cassandra.

"Since you're going to be with us for a few days, if you should
happen to want to do a scene, just ask.  I'll be happy to
oblige," said Allison.

"Thank you," Cassandra replied.

"Do you like your room?" Allison asked.

"Yes, thank you very much."

"You aren't offended by the choice of entertainment, were you?"
Allison asked.

"No, it'll give me something to do.  How much does it snow here,
anyway?"  Cassandra questioned.

"Sometimes as much as a week!  Once a storm comes down from
Canada and picks up moisture from the Great Lakes, it can dump
feet of snow here!"

"Wow, that's like nothing I'm used to," Cassandra observed.

"Well, I'm sure we can keep you entertained during your stay with
us.

"Thank you again for saving my life."

"You're welcome."

"You can use anything in your bedroom to keep yourself occupied.
There's just one thing, please stay in your room during the
night."

"Certainly," Cassandra agreed.

"That's good, I just don't want you wandering around the house at
night."

"As a Dominatrix, you must have a Dungeon or Playroom?" Cassandra
enquired.

"Of course," Allison answered.

"I'd love to see it," Cassandra replied, "I've only seen them in
adult DVDs & a couple of clubs; a one in a house must be the real
thing!"

"Ordinarily, I'd be glad to, but we're in the middle of
rebuilding it; so it's a mess.  Lumber, sawdust, everywhere, so
it's nothing to see just now.  So I'll have to ask you to stay
out of the Basement," Allison instructed.

"Of course," said Cassandra.

The two women finished their brandies, and now it was quite late.
 Cassandra looked out the window, and saw that snow was still
falling.

"I guess that I'm snowbound," Cassandra observed.

"Yes, but you're among friends," Allison replied.

"Thank you."

"If you want a snack during the night, just use the intercom,"
Allison ordered, "or I can have Kate give you a few cookies to
help you through the evening."

"Thanks again," said Cassandra.

		*			*				*

In spite of her ordeal, Cassandra just couldn't sleep.  First she
had tried to read more of "O"; when that wasn't enough she put on
an adult DVD and sipped some white wine.

Searching the night table she had found a vibrator (complete with
fresh batteries); and a box of condoms.  So Cassandra brought
herself to one climax after another while watching a naked woman
writhe around while in bondage.

She didn't bother with the pajamas in the dresser, but instead
went to sleep naked under the thick winter quilt.  It seemed warm
enough, and she could put something on during the night if she
was cold.

Cassandra lay awake, hearing the wind blow against the house, and
sound of snow striking the windows.

It was late at night when she heard the sounds of moans and
slaps, and muffled voices.  Cassandra guessed that Mistress
Allison and Kate were doing a scene together!

Once while living in an apartment she had grown used to the
sounds of passion from her next door neighbors.  She knew when
they fought, when they made up, and when they had sex.

But now her curiosity had gotten the better of her.  Cassandra
couldn't sleep, and rose naked from the bed and draped a robe
over herself.  She padded over to the door, and opened it a crack
to look out into the hallway.

In the dim light she couldn't see much; but what she did see
surprised her!

There was a blonde naked woman in the hallway, with her back to
Cassandra so she couldn't see her face.  The woman was wearing
high heels that seemed to be locked upon her ankles, and a chain
linking them together.  Her arms were cruelly bound behind her in
a red armbinder; the same thing that she had seen in the DVD she
has been watching!

Cassandra quietly closed the door, not wanting to make her
presence known.  It was then that she realized that she had been
a fool!  Mistress Allison had Black hair; and Kate was a
Brunette.  So there was only person that the bound woman could
be: Beth Holland!

She opened the door again, and the hallway was empty, with only
the continuing sounds of the wind and snow striking the house.

Cassandra closed the door again, and jumped under the covers.

Was Allison keeping Beth Holland a prisoner in her own house? 
What kind of Bondage games was she playing?

			*				*			*

What had seemed a good idea in the morning hadn't turned out to
be a good idea in the afternoon. 

Over breakfast the next morning, Allison had questioned her if
she had heard anything the previous night, and Cassandra had
lied, saying that she had slept soundly throughout the entire
night.

It only took one look at Allison for Cassandra to know that
Allison knew that she had been lying.

Allison then imposed a further condition, that Cassandra spend as
much time in her room so that she wouldn't be wandering around
and disrupting the running of the house!

To add to everything else, after breakfast was over she watched
as Kate carried a tray to a doorway, opened it, and her steps on
a stairway clearly audible, vanished from sight!

If the basement was a total mess from rebuilding, then why was
Kate carrying a tray downstairs?  Who was that tray for?

Cassandra didn't have to be Nancy Drew (whom she had read as a
girl); to figure out that Beth Holland was being held downstairs
for some reason!  But since she had been ordered to stay in her
room, any opportunities to spy were quite limited.

She watched as Kate changed the bed linen, and the Maid winked at
the female secretions that she had left on the bed sheets.  Kate
told her what time lunch would be ready, and left her alone to
her own devices.

It was over lunch that Cassandra accepted Allison's invitation to
do a scene; since that would be the only way that she could be
downstairs to observe whatever was going on!

Mistress Allison and Cassandra had adjourned to the Library after
they had finished lunch.  For it would be amongst the volumes of
leather bound books that Cassandra herself would be placed in
bondage. 

Nor had it taken long for Cassandra to be placed in thrall. 
Alison had given her a questionnaire about her sexual
preferences; and then an interview.  It was just like applying
for a job!

Then, when it was over, Allison asked Cassandra to remove her
clothes, which she placed on the chair that she had just vacated.
 Allison had rung for Kate; who appeared carrying a tray with a
collar, and what looked like leather bracelets (which Cassandra
had seen on sale in NYC); and in bondage DVDs.

Kate fastened them on Cassandra, locking each one securely. 
There was now no way without the key that Cassandra would ever
get them off!

Finally, a pair of four inch high heels were locked upon her
feet.

Cassandra was now a naked submissive; at the whim of her new
Mistress!

"You look wonderful, Cassandra.  Now I want you to first turn
around slowly; and then do so again with your hands behind your
head; and open your legs so that I can see your sex," Mistress
Allison ordered.

"Yes, Mistress."

Cassandra did as she was instructed; and she had never felt so
naked in her entire life!  She exhibited her naked body in front
of Allison and Kate; once with her hands at her sides; next
behind her head as ordered.

When she was done with her second turn; she stood shivering; with
her hands still behind her head (since she had not been ordered
to lower them); awaiting further commands.

"She'll look much better striped," Allison commented.

"Yes, Mistress," Kate agreed.

Cassandra now truly felt like she was "Alice in Wonderland!" 
What had possessed her to surrender herself to Mistress Allison?

It had been years since she had done a scene with anyone, and now
here she was in the middle of nowhere, naked before a Dominatrix
who was contemplating what punishment she would now endure!

Mistress Alison rose from her seat behind the library desk; and
taking to her heels she walked over to Cassandra.  With both
hands she cupped Cassandra's breasts, and pinched her nipples,
making them even more erect than before!

Then she circled around to Cassandra's back, and her fingertips
traced lines down to her bottom; making Cassandra shiver!

Again facing her, Cassandra watched as Allison placed a single
rubber glove on her right hand; then she gasped as Mistress
Allison thrust her fore and middle fingers together into her
raging sex!

"Ooooooooh!" Cassandra moaned.

"Silence!" Allison commanded.

Mistress Allison pistoned her fingers again and again into
Cassandra's pussy, bringing her closer and closer each time to
climax.  But just when she was ready to come, Allison pulled her
fingers out, leaving Cassandra in need of relief!

"Mistress, please?" Cassandra begged.

"Silence!"

Mistress Allison again walked behind Cassandra, and then pushed
her gently forwards towards her desk.

"Over my desk, slave!"
Cassandra walked the couple of steps and placed herself over the
library desk.

"Keep your hands behind your hear I haven't given you permission
to remove them!"

"Yes, Mistress!"

"You're learning, slut!"

With that last comment, Mistress Allison placed her fore and
middle fingers, the glove already wet with Cassandra's juices
into her bottom!  Cassandra squealed as she felt her bottom
invaded by the Mistress.

"You're tight in both holes, my dear.  I bet you haven't had any
lovers, male or female, for quite some time.  It's just a pity
you won't be staying with us longer, else I would stretch your
openings."

Cassandra didn't comment, but instead waited fearfully for
whatever was going to happen next.

"You may stand up, and place your hands by your sides," Allison
ordered.

"Yes, Mistress!" Cassandra answered.

"On the table you'll find some instruments.  Choose one, and
present it to me on your knees, then ask to be punished."

"Yes, Mistress."

Cassandra walked over to the table, upon with was a black leather
paddle; a short whip; a riding crop; and a black leather flogger.
 But what terrified Cassandra the most was a simple rattan cane,
did Mistress Allison really use the cane on naked women?

"You can examine them if you'd like," Mistress Allison offered,
"after all, I'm going to be using one or more of them on you
shortly, so you may as well familiarize yourself with them."

One by one, Cassandra picked up each one, felt their weight, and
smelled the oil used to polish the leather.  She felt the thongs
of the flogger, and flexed the riding crop in her hands. 
Meanwhile she shivered with fear; had she really asked for these
to be used on her naked body?

Trembling; she finally chose the riding crop!  It was a long
piece of bamboo wrapped in leather with a handle and a loop at
one end to be wrapped around a wrist; and another loop at the
other, no doubt meant to be used on her naked body!

Cassandra clicked her heels as she walked over to Mistress
Allison and knelt before her, and presented the crop to her
Mistress!

"Please Mistress Allison I ask that you use this riding crop upon
my naked flesh; that I am worthy to receive your discipline,"
Cassandra begged.

"Thank you, my dear.  How touching!  Don't you agree, Kate?"

"Yes, Mistress," Kate quickly answered.

"Do you, Cassandra Martin, agree to my discipline without force
or duress?"

"Yes, Mistress," Cassandra assented.

"Do you, Cassandra Martin, agree to obey all commands that I give
you?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Do you, Cassandra Martin, understand that henceforth your naked
body will belong to me; and that I shall use it as I see fit?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Excellent.  Kate, suspend our guest from the hook and place a
spreader bar on her ankle cuffs so that she can't close her sex
to me."

"Yes, Mistress," answered Kate.

In a few moments, Cassandra was rendered helpless by Kate, and
Mistress Allison walked in front of her and brandished the riding
crop that she herself had chosen.  Suddenly, classical music
issued from hidden speakers!

"Kiss the crop!" Allison ordered.

"Yes, Mistress," Cassandra replied.
Her red lips kissed the crop's tip as instructed, and as if in
slow motion, Cassandra watched as Allison drew back her hand if
to strike Cassandra with all the force or her arm, and instead
the tip mildly flicked at her erect nipple.

Cassandra screamed as if she had been struck severely, leading
Allison to chuckle in response.

"You see, my dear, I am a true artist in the use of pleasure and
pain.  I can make you scream from the application of both,"
Allison observed.

Allison then began the steady use of the crop on Cassandra's
exposed and bound naked body, beginning with her nipples and
breasts.  The crop's flat tip left a red mark every time it
impacted on Cassandra's body, making her moan in response.

Once her breasts had been marked, Allison applied the whip to
Cassandra's exposed belly, but that wasn't her final object!

No, the crop next found it's way down the outside of Cassandra's
exposed thighs!  Allison delivered her strokes in sets of five,
with the last one delivered with a slightly stronger blow that
left Cassandra gasping.

"What is the line between pleasure and pain?" demanded Allison of
her bound charge.

"I....I don't know, Mistress!" Cassandra painfully replied.

"You're going to find out," Allison calmly answered.

Next, Cassandra felt the tip of the crop pushing at her sex! 
With her legs opened by the spreader bar, there was nothing to
prevent the invasion of her most private parts!

"You may have done some mild scenes before, but now you are with
a true Dominatrix who has all the tools needed to bring out your
true slave."

"Yes, Mistress!" Cassandra answered, fearful of what was going to
happen next!

Like a metronome, Mistress Allison used the crop between
Cassandra's opened thighs, the tip striking at the sensitive skin
inside her legs!
Cassandra gasped every time the crop struck her flesh; sweat
coursing down her naked, exposed body.

She had NEVER felt anything like this before!  Mistress Allison
had first nearly teased her to climax by fingering her sex.  Then
the crop had been used on her nipples and breasts.  Now it was
between her thighs!

Cassandra wanted to come desperately!  But instead of release,
her punishment continued, driving her to greater heights of
need.

"Oooooooooh!" Cassandra cried out, both in pleasure and pain at
the same time!

"Do you want to be released?" Mistress Allison demanded.

"No, Mistress!"

"What do you want then?"

"Please let me come?" Cassandra begged, tears streaming from her
eyes.

"NO!" Allison firmly answered.

Allison then transferred her attentions to the outside of
Cassandra's exposed thighs, the only sounds in the library being
the slaps of the tip against Cassandra's naked skin and her moans
from each stroke.

"Oooooooh!" Cassandra whimpered as her bare flesh was stroked by
the riding crop.

Cassandra didn't want to be released from bondage; what she
wanted was release!  She wanted to come!

"Mistress, please, let me come!" Cassandra begged.

"NO!"

Finally, just when her ordeal reached a crescendo, when she was
in tears and ready to come when she felt the crop actually
striking her pussy, she was nearly there.....and Mistress Allison
abruptly stopped!

"Oh please, Mistress, let me come?" Cassandra implored Mistress
Allison, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Not yet, my darling, not yet!  Later this evening I'll let you
come, but not now!" Mistress Allison answered curtly.

Cassandra quietly sobbed in her bondage, robbed of the sexual
release she craved so desperately!

		*				*			*

After her session, Kate had released her, and Cassandra fell into
her arms.  The latex clad Maid cleaned her up, wiped her tears,
and gave her some ice water to drink.

But when Cassandra tried to pleasure herself, Kate grabbed her
hands away, and locked her wrists behind her back.

"If I let you come, you'll be punished, and so will I," Kate
explained.

"Let me come?" Cassandra begged.

"No, not yet, Mistress Allison isn't done with you yet," Kate
replied.

Cassandra was then locked in chastity belt!  The device, made of
leather and steel, imprisoned her sex, preventing her from giving
the sexual release she so desperately craved.

In the Library was a wooden cage, into which Cassandra was then
locked into.  Her hands were locked in front before she was
placed inside.

"Now if you're a good girl you'll stay silent in your cage!  This
way we can keep an eye on you, no wandering around.  If you don't
behave I'll have to lock your hands behind your back, maybe use
nipple clamps, and a ball gag to keep you quiet!"

"Yes, Kate," Cassandra meekly answered her jailer.

Sitting naked on the cushions, with her hands locked in front,
Cassandra pulled at the bars confining her.  There was simply no
escape from her wooden prison!

As if to mock her, Cassandra saw a reflection of herself in the
Library mirror.  She saw a naked girl, collared, her wrists in
leather cuffs, pulling ineffectually against the wooden bars that
confined her.

At least in the morning, before she had asked for a session with
Mistress Allison, she had been free to snoop around.

Now she was naked, bound and punished, and locked in a wooden
cage!

Cassandra wondered what would next in store for her as she pulled
at her chastity belt.

Whatever it would be, Cassandra looked forward, both with
anticipation and dread for her next ordeal!

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"Snowbound CH02: The Bondage Imperative" by <a
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Captive in her wooden prison, Cassandra had time to decompress
and review the afternoon's events; which had shocked and
surprised her.

Had she really volunteered to strip naked before Allison & Kate;
put on a collar and bracelets; and then submit to the invasion of
her body and punishment by the riding crop?

What cold possibly have possessed her to do it; and worse; enjoy
it?

Cassandra had kept her dignity by not asking the Mistress to
stop; instead her response had been just moans of pain; and
later, pleasure.

Her bound hands tugged at the collar around her neck; and at the
chastity belt around her middle.  Neither was coming off without
the keys to unlock them; and besides she was a prisoner in the
wooden cage.

From her vantage point in the Library she could see the windows
and the world outside.  It was still snowing!  How much snow fell
here anyway?  Would it ever stop snowing?

Cassandra shivered when she remember selecting the instrument of
her punishment.  The small whip; the paddle; the crop; and the
cane were all choices made available to her by Mistress Alison.

Were all of these things used on naked girls?  Cassandra wondered
just how she would react if; or rather; when they might be used
on her!

She looked down at her breasts and thighs; and marveled at the
marks the crop had left behind.  Cassandra remembered each time
the crop had struck her flesh; the sting of the crop; how it had
made her wet and hot with desire!

Cassandra had never felt anything like that before; even the
couple of scenes she had done before were nowhere near as intense
as what she had just experienced!

Kate had told her that Allison was an experienced Dominatrix; and
she had brought Cassandra to new heights of sexuality with just
one session that had left her panting with need!

The rest of the day passed uneventfully.  Cassandra had watched
as Kate performed her duties; and Kate had changed her Latex
uniform for a satin one to perform her "normal" duties.  It was
obvious that the Latex uniform was worn only during bondage
sessions.

One thing did not change: Kate was still laced into a corset! 
Cassandra wondered how she would feel confined like that.

The previous night, she had dined at the same table with Mistress
Allison.  This night, assisted Kate in serving Mistress Allison
dinner in the Dining Room.

Cassandra was still naked, with her hands and ankles hobbled by a
small chain that limited her movements.  Kate directed her;
telling her what and when to serve.

Once Dinner had been taken care of; Kate and Alison had repaired
to the kitchen to clean up and eat themselves.

Kate ate her dinner seated at the kitchen table; later she fed
Cassandra who knelt beside her on the floor; with her hands
locked behind her back.  She fed Cassandra and made certain that
she had enough to eat; and pressed the teacup to her lips to make
sure she had enough to drink as well.

Cassandra still wore the chastity belt around her hips; when
would it ever get removed?

Finally, evening had come, and dinner was long past.  Kate walked
Cassandra to the bathroom, where she was finally released from
the chastity belt.

"You may perform your toilette," instructed Kate, "but if you
place your hands between your legs to come; I'm going to beat you
with a crop, and Mistress Allison will also!"

"Yes, I understand," Cassandra answered, as she performed her
bodily functions in front of the Maid.

"Clean yourself thoroughly," Kate ordered.

There was a jar of Vaseline on the bathroom vanity, and Cassandra
folded some toilet paper and placed a gob of petroleum jelly on
the paper, and then bending over, cleaned herself in front of
Kate!

Cassandra had never felt so embarrassed before, and never as
excited either to exhibit herself in front of another woman while
performing her bodily functions!

"Nothing to be embarrassed about, Cassandra.  Once you accepted
the collar, you lost the right to control your body."

"I understand, Kate."

"Good, I don't want you laboring under any illusions about your
new status.  You're no longer a guest, but a woman under
training."

"When will I have my next session with Mistress Allison?"

"Now," said Kate softly.

Cassandra stood silently as Kate locked her wrists behind her
back, and attached a leash to her collar!

"There now, it's remarkable how just a little leather and steel
can reduce a woman to helplessness!" Kate observed.

Cassandra let herself be led from the bathroom back to the
Library; the site of her earlier torment!  Today she had been in
her bedroom; the library; the kitchen; and the bathroom.  But she
had spent most of the day a naked captive in the wooden cage in
the library.

Pulling the leash, Kate led her charge back to the Library, where
Mistress Allison was waiting, seated behind her desk.  Cassandra
stole a glance outside through the library windows, and the snow
was still coming down!

"Has our guest been prepared?" Mistress Allison asked.

"Yes, Mistress," Kate replied, "exactly as per your orders."

"Did she sexually climax?"

"No Mistress, nor did she attempt to do so."

"Excellent, the threat of the riding crop is a superb deterrent,"
Allison observed.
"Except when the subject actually wants to be punished further,"
Kate added.

"I don't think that Cassandra is at that stage yet."

"No Mistress," Kate agreed.

"Perhaps if she were to stay with us a little longer she would
acquire a taste for the lash," said Allison.

"Yes, Mistress," Kate replied.

Cassandra stood silently as the two women discussed her fate. 
She had hoped that she might be taken down to the basement where
she might catch a glimpse of Beth Holland; but instead it looked
as if she was going to be used back in the Library once again.

"Are you ready for your session?" asked Allison as she rose from
behind her desk.

"Yes, Mistress!" Cassandra answered quickly.

"Excellent!"

For her daytime session with Cassandra, the Mistress had not worn
any fetish attire whatsoever.  She had merely worn a designer top
and black jeans.

Now, however, she was attired in long black gloves that reached
past her elbows; a shiny black bodysuit over black sheer to waist
pantyhose; and over the knee boots.  Her black hair had been done
into a severe bun; and her lips painted a luscious red.  The
bodysuit exhibited all of her feminine curves.

Cassandra wondered if the fact that the Mistress was now attired
in fetish gear meant that she was going to endure a more severe
session.

"Now, then, Cassandra, are we ready for another session?"

"Yes, Mistress!" Cassandra quickly answered, afraid that if she
gave the wrong answer, she'd be harshly punished.

"Good, did you enjoy your time in the cage with the chastity
belt?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"A little confinement never hurt anybody!  Now then, I have a
treat in store for your this evening - the footstool!" gloated
Mistress Allison.

In front of the couch a large rectangular leather footstool was
waiting for Cassandra.

"Lay down on the footstool," Allison ordered, "Kate, rope her
arms and legs, please!"

Cassandra lay face down on the footstool, and watched Kate secure
and cinch ropes holding her to the stool.  There was no way that
she was going to untie the ropes herself, so she was again a
prisoner.

"Excellent," Allison complimented.

"Thank you, Mistress."

"Once I'm finished," Allison began, "you'll never look at a
footstool the same way again."

"Yes, Mistress," said Cassandra.

Cassandra tested herself against the ropes, as she inhaled the
heady scent of the leather footstool.  The leather had been
cleaned and oiled; and the scent of the leather excited her!

Mistress Allison ran her fingers down Cassandra's exposed back,
her fingertips feeling her ribs, shoulder blades, spine, and her
waist and bottom.

"What a lovely girl you are!  You're just made for flogging!"
Allison observed.

"Yes, Mistress!" Cassandra agreed.

Cassandra then squirmed when she felt Allison's fingers pinching
and fondling her breasts and nipples!  It didn't take much effort
at all to make them erect.

"Clamps, please?" Allison asked.

Cassandra then felt small, rubber coated clamps being gently
applied to her nipples!  She fought against the ropes in an
effort to escape their grasp!

"There now, dear, there are plenty of other new sensations to
come!  Now, let's warm you up!"
Cassandra again felt the slap of the crop against her flesh, this
time on her exposed bottom!  First one buttock, then the other
was subject to the discipline of the crop!

"I'm sorry I didn't crop your underarms this morning, a girl's
flesh is so sensitive there.  Maybe I'll get another chance
later!" Allison observed.

"Yes, Mistress!"

The crop again found it's way onto Cassandra's naked thighs, this
time from the back!  Now it was the back Cassandra's legs that
was receiving the attention of the crop.

Every time the crop struck her, Cassandra struggled against the
ropes holding her, and all the while she inhaled the leather's
intoxicating scent!

"Aaaaaaah!" Cassandra moaned when the crop touched a sensitive
place between her legs.

Slap!  Slap!  Slap!  The crop struck Cassandra's exposed bottom,
leaving a red mark to indicate it's effect on her naked skin.

Then abruptly, the punishment stopped!  Cassandra lay panting
against the leather footstool, sweat running down her naked
flanks.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" Mistress Allison asked.

"Yes, Mistress!" Cassandra quickly answered.

"Good, then it's time to spice things up!" Alison suggested.

Kate then handed Mistress Allison a gag in the shape of a man's
penis, which Allison displayed to her naked bound captive.

"Ever seen one of these?" Allison questioned.

"No, Mistress."

"A gag removes all choice in bondage, you won't be able to
protest your punishment; and the shape will merely increase your
shame as you are forced to clench the rubber cock in your
mouth!"
Cassandra had no response to Mistress Allison, who held the gag
in front of Cassandra's mouth!

"Open wide, darling!"

She had no alternative but to open her mouth and accept the
rubber invader within, and she lay mute on the footstool as
Allison buckled the gag at the back of her neck.  She ran her
tongue over the contours of the gag; and it was indeed shaped
just like a man's erect organ!

There was a small hole in the rubber for her to breathe through;
so it was not totally solid!

"Mmmmmmmph!" was all that Cassandra could manage through the
gag.

"There now, Cassandra.  I have had you bound to the footstool; I
have clamped your nipples and punished you with the crop; and
gagged you.  But I'm not done with you yet, dear.  A girl also
has two more orifices to torment; and I'll now use one, maybe
both, of your holes next!" Allison proclaimed.

"Mmmmmmmph! Cassandra protested ineffectually.

It was then that Cassandra again felt Allison's middle and
forefinger thrusting within her sex!

"Wet again, what a bondage slut!" commented Allison.

"Yes, Mistress," agreed Kate.

"This will teach her the true meaning of discipline," Allison
said menacingly.

Her fingers withdrew; only to be replaced by a dildo in
Cassandra's moistened sex.

"Hold the dildo in your sex, darling!" Allison commanded.

"Mmmmmmmph!" was all that Cassandra could manage through the
penis gag.

It was then that the dildo suddenly came alive!  It was a
vibrator as well!

"Mmmmmmmph!" If she had not been gagged, Cassandra would have
screamed.

All of the sensations had combined to drive her over the edge
into a new level of eroticism!  Being bound to the leather
footstool; her nipples clamped and erect with excitement; the
punishment of the riding crop on her exposed bottom and thighs. 
And now finally a vibrator in her sex!

"Microchips are a wonderful thing, aren't they, Cassandra?  I can
set the vibrator to go off an a regular timed basis; or at
random; or even by remote control!  Which I have here in my hand.
 Let's give it a push, and try the controller out!"

Again the vibrator went off in Cassandra's sex; and again she
tried desperately to hold the fiendish device in her pussy.

"That's good, Cassandra.  I said that you were nice and tight!  I
want you to keep the vibrator in your sex as long as you can;
because you'll be punished if it slips out.  Do you understand,
my dear!"

Cassandra felt like moaning in erotic agony; but instead
concentrated her entire thought processes on keeping her cunt
muscles tight on the vibrator.  Her lips sucked at the penis gag
in frustration; and she felt it's contours within her mouth.

The vibrator then ceased it's buzzing inside her; but Cassandra
couldn't relax!  Because if she did; she would either come; or
her cunt would release the vibrator inside her!

Just the night before, she had been entertaining herself with the
vibrator that had been left in the night table; and it had been a
device for pleasure!  Cassandra had never dreamt that it could be
a device for torture instead!

"Submissives have to learn self-control, Cassandra.  Had you
taken the time to serve a real Mistress instead of just playing
around, you would have learned that lesson," lectured Allison.

Snick!  Snick!  Snick!

Cassandra grunted in her gag at the sudden strokes of the crop on
her bottom.  Pain and pleasure together!  What was she to do? 
What could she do, bound, gagged, and helpless?
"Mmmmmmph!" Cassandra moaned.

Then the vibrator went off again!

"Mmmmmmmph!"

"I think our cake is just about done," Allison observed.

"Yes, Mistress," Kate answered.

"It's remarkable that she has held out so long for someone who
hasn't been trained," said Allison.

"Perhaps she bought a Kegel toy to train herself."

"Yes, you might be right," Allison concluded.

Finally, the erotic agony all combined into an unstoppable
tsunami that Cassandra was unable to contain.  Wave after wave of
orgasms pulsed through her bound body, melting ever vestige of
control that she had been trying to maintain.  Cassandra felt the
vibrator slip from between her legs as it shot out of her wet
pussy; and suddenly the invader was no longer in her sex!

"Bad girl!" said Allison.

"Mmmmmmmmph!" Cassandra moaned.

"You're going to severely punished, darling!" Allison threatened,
"Kate, bring me the paddle, please!"

"Yes, Mistress!"

Allison stopped using the crop against Cassandra's bound body,
and exchanged one weapon for another, now the leather clad
paddle!

She walked around the bound form of Cassandra, and displayed the
new device to her captive, and slapped the paddle against her
right palm, while holding it with her right hand.

"Ever been paddled, Cassandra?"

"Mmmmmmmph!"

"The pain will be simply exquisite!" Allison explained.

Allison then walked around to Cassandra's back, and her free
right hand grabbed Cassandra's bottom, her nail digging into her
exposed and vulnerable flesh.

Thunk!  Thunk!  Thunk!

"Mmmmmmph!!" Cassandra screamed into the gag, her limbs fighting
against the ropes confining her to the footstool.

Thunk!  Thunk!  Thunk!

"Mmmmmph!"

Cassandra rubbed her naked body against the leather, and her
clamped nipples screamed in agony.  She felt as if her whole body
was on fire!

Thunk!  Thunk!  Thunk!  

"Mmmmmmmmph!

Then, suddenly, the pain from her ordeal vanished, and she felt
herself transcended to a new level of consciousness!  Pain had
truly become pleasure, and she saw herself in a new light.

Cassandra saw herself as a submissive for the first time; and all
thoughts of wanting to leave vanished.  But she still had to
solve the mystery of Beth Holland first!

	*				*			*

By the time the session was over it was late in the evening. 
Allison had ordered Cassandra released, and bathed, and "secured"
for the night, whatever that would be.

Cassandra's next destination was the bath, and she was bathed in
fragrant lavender bath salts.  She relaxed in the hot, steaming
water, which melted away her feminine secretions, her sweat, and
the tension in her muscles.

She relaxed as Kate, now naked herself, bathed her, soaped her
breasts and pussy.  Then Kate washed her hair, and bound it with
a white towel.

Cassandra had once gone to a day spa, where she had been pampered
equally to what she was experiencing now.  Except that had been a
gift from a former boyfriend; and this had been after a grueling
bondage session - which to her horror, she had actually enjoyed!

After her bath her body had been dried and perfumed, and Kate
walked her back to her bedroom.  A light snack of coffee and cake
awaited her, and she was famished from the energy she had
expended from her ordeal.

"Thank you," said Cassandra when she was finished, and all she
wore at that moment was a collar around her neck.

"You're welcome," Kate replied, she was wearing a robe an
slippers.

"I'm exhausted."

"I'm sure you are.  Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Yes, I've never felt anything like that before," Cassandra
answered.

"I told you that Mistress Allison is an experienced Dominatrix."

"Yes, I didn't understand truly what that meant until I was
paddled - when I finally lost all control of myself!"

"Just imagine how I feel after I've been whipped!" said Kate.

"You've been whipped?" Cassandra asked.

"Frequently."

"Were you being punished?"

"Sometimes, other times I was whipped for no reason at all!"

Cassandra couldn't believe her conversation with Kate!  It was
something right out of Alice in Wonderland!

"Ready for bed?" Kate asked

"Yes, I'm exhausted," Cassandra yawned, tired from her ordeal.

"In bed, then!" Kate ordered.

Cassandra got into bed, and watched as Kate locked her collar to
a chain that was secured to a ring set in the wall.  Cassandra
then expected Kate to leave, but instead the Maid removed her
slippers and her robe, and got into bed with her!

"No, no," Cassandra quietly protested, as Kate began to kiss and
fondle her.

Kate began by kissing Cassandra on her lips, as her hand cupped
and fondled Cassandra's right breast.  Cassandra inhaled Kate's
scent, and she recognized that her companion was wearing Chanel!
It didn't take any effort at all for Cassandra to become aroused.
 She had been kept in a state of sexual frenzy all day, and the
bath and pampering had merely been a temporary respite.

Now again she was being used, except this time for pleasure
instead of pain!

Cassandra now knew why her wrists were free, instead of being
chained in some way.  She clutched Kate to her gently, the scent
of their two naked bodies mingling together, their breasts
touching, their pussies close to one another.

"There now, isn't that better?" asked Kate.

"Yes," Cassandra answered, her nostrils full of Kate's scent.

"Aren't you going to be punished for going to bed with me?" 
Cassandra asked.

"No, Mistress Allison wanted to show you that it isn't all
punishment here.  There's both pain and pleasure in being a
submissive," said Kate.

"How long have you been a submissive?"  Cassandra asked.

"Years, ever since I met Mistress Allison at a bookstore reading
in Manhattan."

"And you've been trained?"

"Yes, constantly."

"But to be whipped and flogged on a regular basis?"  Cassandra
questioned.

"A girl can get used to anything, given enough time and
experience.  But hush, let's just enjoy the moment together, and
worry about the lash some other time," said Kate.

"Like tomorrow?" Cassandra asked.

"Like tomorrow," Kate replied.

Cassandra lay in bed as Kate sucked and pinched her nipples,
making her sexually excited all over again!  She had never been
so sexually stimulated in just one day!  Today, ever since she
had asked Mistress Allison if she could do a scene it had been
one new experience after another.

So it was fitting that after being stripped naked, two bondage
scenes and cage confinement that she should end the day in bed
making love to Kate, the Maid!

Kate kissed her gently, her lips and tongue tracing their way
down her belly to Cassandra's pussy, which was already wet with
excitement!

"You're soaking wet!" Kate declared.

"I'm ready for you," Cassandra moaned.

Cassandra sighed when she felt Kate's tongue enter her pussy,
exploring the walls of her wet sex.  But when she felt her tongue
on her clit, Cassandra exhaled with a huge gasp.

She had been like a battery all day long storing up sexual
energy; and even her release on the footstool hadn't exhausted
all of it.

But now, between the sheets in bed, attended to by Kate, inhaling
the Chanel scent, this was sex like she had never experienced
before!

Cassandra moaned with excitement as Kate's tongue teased her and
drove her to newer levels of ecstasy!  Her heart was pounding
inside her chest as she opened her legs to accommodate Kate
between them; as Kate serviced her wet pussy.

Just as the discipline had driven her to new levels of
stimulation; now it was sexuality!  Hours before, she had felt
the riding crop on her pussy and clit; now it was another woman
again using her, but this time for a different purpose indeed!
"Aaaaaaaah!" Cassandra moaned.

Not only did Cassandra moan, but her body bucked as waves of
pleasure steadily overcame her.  Kate licked, bit, and sucked her
clit, steadily driving Cassandra ever closer to climax.

Finally, Cassandra released herself all at once, shaking and
moaning with pleasure as waves of orgasm spread through her,
rendering her helpless to it's effects.

Kate, however, didn't stop her ministrations, and continued to
stimulate her female companion.  Cassandra shook and moaned with
every orgasm that overcame her, finally leaving her exhausted,
sweaty, and satisfied.

"That was great," breathed Cassandra, "thank you, I've never felt
anything like that before."

"That's only because you've never been with an experienced woman
lover before," Kate answered, kissing Cassandra on the lips.

"Mmmmm, you taste good," said Cassandra.

"That's your body that you're tasting, not mine," replied Kate.

"Yes, yes, I can't wait to get between your legs," said
Cassandra, "but I'm chained!"

"I think I can fix that," said Kate, as she produced a key,
unlocked the chain from Cassandra's neck and the ring on the
wall, found a longer chain in the night table, and again locked
Cassandra to the wall.

"Does all the furniture in the house have chains?" Cassandra
asked playfully.

"Sure, why not?" Kate answered, "and sex toys too!"

Kate removed the vibrator that Cassandra had used the previous
night, and turned it on for effect.

Cassandra remembered how just a few hours before, she had been
punished for not holding a vibrator inside her.  Now her lover
was amusing herself with one!

"I don't think I'll ever see a vibrator in the same way again,"
said Cassandra.
"That's the way it should be, Cassandra.  You've just taken the
first steps on a new path of sensuality that you never knew
existed.  Now, are you going to make love to me or not?"

Cassandra's response was to plant her lips on Kate's, while at
the same time she pinched Kate's already erect nipples.  Her lips
soon found the path down to Kate's collared neck, and she kissed
the leather and steel.

"How long have you worn a collar?" Cassandra asked.

"For a long time."

"Do you like it?"

"Yes," Kate moaned.

Next Cassandra began kissing Kate's nipples, sucking and biting
them playfully.

"You can treat me a lot harsher, you know," said Kate, "I've
experienced a lot more than you ever could imagine."

"How?"  Cassandra asked.

"Clothespins all over my thighs and sex while being whipped."

Cassandra gasped in shock at Kate's admission.

"What's wrong?" Kate asked.

"That's horrible," Cassandra protested.

"I sure didn't think so," Kate answered, "I was serving my
Mistress, it proved my devotion to her, and I learned that I
could endure harsh punishment.  Besides, a girl can used to just
about anything, given time!"

"You speak so calmly about it!"

"Hush, and suck my cunt, darling.  If you were in bed with
Allison, she'd be urging you on with a riding crop by now."

Rather than press the issue, Cassandra meekly did as she was
told, and continued to make love to Kate.  She kissed her way
down to Kate's wet pussy, and began to lick and suck at her
lover's sex!

Kate was already excited by her lovemaking to Cassandra, and her
sex was wet even before Cassandra began her ministrations. 
Cassandra plunged her tongue into Kate's wet sex, and found the
erect clit within.

"No clit ring?" asked Cassandra.

"I'm not into piercing or tattoos or body modification, and in a
true D/s relationship the Domme never forces the submissive into
doing something they don't want," Kate answered.

"I don't understand," said Cassandra, "you're not forced into
having a piercing, but being whipped is fine?"

"Sure, Allison only does what I allow her to.  Let's just say you
don't want a plug up your bottom; and Allison will never do that
to you.  When she accepts a girl for discipline she'll question
you exactly to find out what you'll accept."

"She didn't question me before today."

"There isn't a mark on you, what you got was the 'introductory'
bondage," Kate answered, "which you passed with flying colors, by
the way."

"Thanks," Cassandra answered.

"Now bring me off," Kate commanded, "or I'll find and use a crop
on you!"

Cassandra then bent her head down again to Kate's wet cunt, and
continued to attack the erect clit within.  She tongued and bit
the erect nubbin, which was the center of female pleasure.  It
had only been her purchase of a vibrator that allowed her to
properly service her own clit, and now she was using her skills
to climax another woman.

Kate moaned and writhed under Cassandra's attentions, and it
didn't take too long for Cassandra to bring Kate finally to
climax, her juices coating Cassandra's lips.

Having tasted herself already on Kate's lips, Cassandra now had
the pleasure of tasting another woman's secretions along with
those of her own!

She buried her face between Kate's legs, the whole world confined
in the apex where Kate's clit resided.  Kate's body smelled of
sex!  Her Chanel perfume mingled with her sweat, and the smell of
her sex all combined to make a heady scent that drove Cassandra
wild with desire.

Cassandra was a skilled lover, and she soon had Kate moaning
beneath her as she drove her lover to ever greater heights of
passion!  Her tongue stimulated the already engorged clit of her
lover, driving Kate to a powerful orgasm!

Finally, Kate couldn't hold back the flood of delight any longer,
and she came violently, moaning as waves of orgasm overtook any
measure of control that she possessed!  She bounced on the bed
with Cassandra between her legs as she expended her passion time
after time!

After what seemed like an eternity, Kate came back to reality,
her breathing slowed and she looked at her lover, upon whose lips
she had spent herself.

"That was wonderful," Kate complimented, "you really know how to
please a girl."  

"Thank you."

"Let's snuggle," Kate suggested.

The two women cuddled together, and Kate drew the covers over
them.

"Want to play with the vibrator?" Kate asked.

"I'm exhausted," Cassandra answered, "I feel like I'm on a sexual
roller coaster that won't stop!"

"But you're enjoying yourself, aren't you?" Kate asked.

"Yes, that's what I find frightening about all this."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm discovering things about myself sexually that I never knew
before," Cassandra answered.

"Such as?"

"That I enjoyed being bound and punished."

"Really, that's very interesting.  Here's a proposition for you:
if you were offered the chance to stay here, would you take it? 
You said you were unemployed and had nothing to go back to. 
Would you accept a life of Bondage and Discipline?"

"I don't know," Cassandra answered, "what about you?"

"That's a choice that I already accepted," Kate replied.

Exhausted and spent from the days non-stop sexual adventures,
Cassandra drifted off to a troubled, dream filled sleep.  Her
mind replayed all of the events like a DVD: when she had hung by
her wrists and punished; the cage; the footstool; and finally bed
with Kate.

In her dreams she was sure that she had seen a naked, blonde
woman looking over her in bed; but Cassandra was so tired that
she couldn't wake up to be sure.

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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 CH03"

By <a href="mailto:sfmaster@att.net">sfmaster@att.net</a>

Archiving permitted, reposting is permitted; but only if you
include this statement of limitation of use and notify the author
by e-mail. The author forbids you to make, distribute, or sell
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story for their own, non-commercial use.

Copyright (c) 2011 by <a
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Attn: Readers please feel free to send e-mail to the author.  I
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	***



"Snowbound CH03: A Strange Job Offer" by <a
href="mailto:sfmaster@att.net">sfmaster@att.net</a>

When Cassandra awoke the next morning, it was to brilliant
sunlight streaming through the window!  Her eyes opened, and she
slowly awoke, comprehending that the snowstorm that had brought
her to this strange house had ended.

Rubbing her eyes, she wondered if yesterday's events had all been
just a dream.  But no, the bed smelled of sex, her lips still had
the taste of another woman upon them, and finally the collar was
still locked upon her neck, and the chain still held her fast to
the wall!

Cassandra sat up, and tugged at the chain without effect.  Until
she was released, she wasn't going anywhere!

On the night-table rested the vibrator that Kate had wanted to
use before Cassandra had begged off, saying that she had been too
exhausted to continue.

Cassandra watched as dust motes danced in the brilliant sunshine,
and she got up from bed (naked) and looked out the window.  What
she could see was huge yard, and from the looks of the drifts,
the snow was piled into massive drifts!

On TV she had seen a documentary about lake effect snow, and here
it was!

"Good morning, sleepyhead!" said Kate as she entered the bedroom,
carrying a tray, "Mistress Allison wanted to let you sleep."

"Thank you," Cassandra replied.

"Hungry?"

"Famished."

"I'm going to release you from the wall so that you can brush
your teeth and perform your toilette, then you can have a light
breakfast, then I'll give you a proper bath and dress you, and
then a real breakfast."

"Thank you," said Cassandra.

Once again, Cassandra found herself being pampered!  Kate
released her from first the wall, and then from her collar and
bracelets.  After performing her toilette, she ate a small
breakfast of tea and toast, and that was followed by another
luxurious bath!

Finally, once her hair was dried and set, Cassandra felt
refreshed for whatever was going to happen next.  Would Kate
chain her naked as the day before?  Or did Mistress Allison have
another plan for her?

"Ever dress as a Maid?" questioned Kate, as Cassandra sat naked
on her bed.

"Yes, actually I did.  I was invited to a Halloween party, and I
had nothing to wear, and no money to buy a costume, either!  I
was rummaging through the clothes at a nearby thrift shop when I
found a new Maid's uniform that I bought for a few dollars, I had
it dry cleaned, and wore that to couple of parties."

"Do you still have it?" Kate asked.

"Sure!  I wear it whenever I have to clean my apartment!  It was
just too good to throw out!"

"Well, how would you like to wear this Maid's uniform?" Kate
asked.

From the closet she removed a black Latex Maid's uniform, the
same that Kate herself was wearing.  Cassandra gasped, would she
now be dressed as a Latex Maid herself?

"I'd love to," Cassandra replied with hesitation, not sure what
she was getting into.

"I'll lay everything out for you," said Kate.

From the dresser she removed latex underwear, stockings, gloves
and a headpiece.  Kate hung the uniform from a hook near the
closet.

"You can look over everything, it won't bite!" laughed Kate.

Cassandra picked up and held each part of her proposed attire in
her hands, feeling the smooth latex in her fingers.

"If you watch adult DVDs the reason the latex is shiny is because
they spray it with something to reflect the lights," Kate
explained, "else latex is a little dull."

"I heard that when I did a couple of scenes,"  Cassandra
replied.

"Still want to dress up?"

"I'd love to!" said Cassandra.

Kate then opened a dresser drawer, and removed a latex bra; two
panties; hose; and long gloves; and a plastic bottle of talcum
power.

"I'm a pretty good judge of sizes; and these will be snug; but
not too tight.  Some scene folks think that every woman is pencil
thin; but this is the real world!"

Cassandra picked up one panty; and then the other, turning it
inside out, there were small projections facing inwards!

"What are these?" Cassandra asked.

"Wearing that is going to drive you crazy with lust!" exclaimed
Kate, "those stubs are going to keep you constantly aroused!"

"I've never worn anything like that before," said Cassandra.

"There's always a first time," Kate answered with a wink.

In the next half hour, with some gentle tugging and pulling, plus
some talcum powder, Cassandra was totally transformed.  The
previous day, she had been naked and chained, with chains on her
wrists and ankles.

Now she was to wear a black rubber Maid's outfit, which excited
her greatly.

First she tugged herself into the rubber panty, and once it had
fit her snugly, Kate helped her with the rubber bra.  It was then
that she felt the rubber prongs in the panty stimulate her sex.

"Oooooooh!" Cassandra moaned.

"I guess you've just discovered what the panty can do - imagine
wearing that out on a date!"

"No!" Cassandra protested.

"I was dating a guy who made me put one on before we went out to
dinner.  I was hotter than the steak we dined on for dinner, and
horny as hell by the time we got back to his apartment.  But that
was before I discovered the scene!"

Next came the rubber stockings, which had the virtue of not
needing a garter belt to hold them up.  Kate then zipped
Cassandra into the Maid's uniform, and then locked a collar
around her formerly bare neck.

"You look great!" complimented Kate, "ever wear a corset?"

"Why no," Cassandra answered.

"You'll feel ever so feminine."

"But aren't they tight?" Cassandra asked.

"That's only if you tie it tight," Kate answered, "you've got to
be trained to wear one, just like everything else.  I'll put one
on you, and if you don't like it I'll take it off."

"Okay!" said Cassandra, "shouldn't I hold onto a bed post or
something?"

"Only if you're watching 'Gone With The Wind'" Kate answered,
"now let me tie these laces properly.  Lesson number one about
corsets: never tie the laces around your waist, that's the wrong
way!"

Cassandra stood silently as Kate spent considerable time
tightening the corset's laces, and the garment gradually fit
itself to her female curves.  Kate pulled the laces, and
Cassandra felt herself confined into what felt like she was
wearing a too tight dress.

"There now, how does that feel?" Kate asked.

"Sexy," Cassandra answered, preening herself in front of the
mirror.

"Just a few more things, and you'll be all set," said Kate.

Kate then handed gloves to Cassandra, and helped her into them. 
Next she tied a white rubber apron around her waist, and placed a
matching frilled headpiece on.  

"Sit on the bed," Kate ordered.

Cassandra sat down, and soon she was wearing a special pair of
three inch heels that were locked on her feet!  Then from a
dresser drawer Kate removed metal shackles!

Her wrists and ankles were soon confined in gleaming stainless
steel, and twelve inch chains for her wrists and eighteen inch
chains for her ankles defined the extent of her movements.

"Stand up and walk around and see how you feel," Kate suggested.

Cassandra did as she was told, and walked back and forth, the
ankle chains determining the range of her steps.

"Well?"

"I feel like I'm finally free," said Cassandra, "that this is
just the sort of thing I've been looking for all my life."

"I know just how you feel, I felt the same way the first time
Allison dressed me in a Maid's outfit; then spanked me so hard I
had trouble sitting down for days," Kate answered.

"Wow!" Cassandra exclaimed as she took a few steps, and the only
sound was that of the chains links ringing as she walked.

"Okay, fun's over.  Time to eat, see if Mistress Allison wants
anything, and do some housework.  You're not going to spend today
lolling in the cage again!"

After Cassandra had a second small breakfast (she ate very little
now that she was confined in the corset); she and Kate proceeded
to attend to the housework.  First they saw to Mistress Allison,
who inspected Cassandra's dress and chains.  Then they were free
to make the beds and tend to the house.

Helping Kate in what she was told was the Master Bedroom she saw,
but did not comment on, a hairbrush on the dresser.  For it
contained blonde hairs!

Once again Cassandra was confronted with the mystery of Beth
Holland.  What was going on between Beth Holland and Mistress
Allison?

When her chance finally came Cassandra almost missed it.  The
phone rang and all the way down the driveway a pickup truck
pulled up, and three men began to clear the mountain of
snowdrifts that covered the driveway, and her Jeep.

Mistress Allison was wearing a sweatshirt, jeans, and boots, and
Kate helped her into a down jacket. 

"I'll be back," said Mistress Allison as she went outside to
supervise the snow cleanup.

Then Kate said that she had to do something urgent upstairs;
leaving Cassandra alone by herself in the kitchen.  Cassandra
suddenly realized that she was alone, nor was she secured in any
way!

Cassandra clinked her way to see if either Allison or Kate were
on the first floor, and she realized that she was finally alone.

Carefully she walked to the basement door, and finding it open,
she turned on the light.  Even more carefully, since her ankles
were hobbled together by the chain, she descended one step at a
time, all the while holding tightly onto the banister.  It seemed
as if each step took an eternity, and Cassandra feared discovery
at any moment, but this was what she had been waiting for!

The only sound was that of her heels on the steps, the clink of
the chains, her breathing, and the squishy sound of the latex
uniform that she wore!

When Cassandra reached the floor, she was disappointed.  All she
saw was the oil burner, the oil tank, a washer and dryer, and a
small clothesline, and some shelves for food, plus the usual
household tools.

But then there was a door!

Cassandra walked over and tried the knob, and finding it
unlocked, opened it and walked into......a bondage paradise!

Cassandra quickly recognized what looked like an "X" frame; a
rack (!); chains hanging from the ceiling; two jail cells and
inside one was a naked blonde woman, casually reading a
magazine!

"Are you Beth Holland?" Cassandra asked.

"Yes, who are you?"

"I'm Cassandra Martin, and I'm here to rescue you!" she proudly
exclaimed.

Cassandra clinked her way over the cell, where Beth had sat up. 
She was naked, collared, with bracelets on her wrists and ankles,
and chains linking them as well.

"It looks like you could do with some rescuing yourself," said
Beth.

"Once the snow has cleared I'll be free of these chains and I'll
rescue you, since Allison is holding you captive, right?"

"Not exactly.  Kate, glad you could join us," said Beth.

Cassandra turned around to see Kate standing behind her.  Kate
had managed to change from high heels to slippers, which was why
Cassandra hadn't heard her descend the stairs.

"Kate, please release me.  It's time that our guest knew the
truth about what's going on here," Beth ordered.

"Yes, ma'am."

Cassandra stood, dumbfounded, as Kate walked past her, and
produced a key from her uniform, and unlocked the jail cell
containing Beth Holland.  Surely there was supposed to be a
struggle where Kate would restrain her in some way?

"Let's adjourn to the library, which will be a more suitable
place for our discussion, and remove my chains and those of our
guest so we can climb the stairs more easily," said Beth.

"Yes, ma'am," Kate replied.

Cassandra watched as Kate unlocked the chains from Beth's wrists
and ankles, walked outside of the cell, and gestured for
Cassandra to hold her hands up so that they would be freed.  In a
few moments, her limbs were free of their chains, but not the
metal bondage cuffs.
"Shall we go?" asked Beth.

Cassandra led the way, followed by Beth, and finally Kate.  She
easily climbed the stairs now that her ankles were no longer
hobbled.  Upstairs she followed Beth into the library, who
gestured for her to sit down.  Kate produced a robe from a closet
which Beth covered herself with, so that she would no longer be
naked in front of her guest.

"There now, that's better," Beth began, "Kate could you make us a
pot of coffee and see that we're not disturbed," Beth then sat
behind the library desk, and stared at her latex clad guest.

"I don't understand," said Cassandra.

"There are two kinds of money in the world.  One kind, like the
Hiltons and the Trumps, parade themselves in front of the TV
cameras and court publicity.......and scorn and ridicule.  The
other kind seeks anonymity and privacy, and will do anything to
stay out of the public eye.  That is what my family has done for
over a hundred years," Beth began.

They were interrupted by a knock on the door as Kate delivered a
tray with coffee, and the usual accessories.  She placed it down
on the table, prepared two cups, which she placed in front of
Beth and Cassandra, then bowed, and departed, closing the door
behind her.

Beth took a sip of the hot brew, and relaxed back I her chair.

"I always felt that I was different sexually, but I never could
figure out just how.  Until I went off to school at the
University of Chicago, where I went to study finance.  I spent as
much time in porn shops as I did in class!  It was there that I
discovered Bondage and Discipline; which then led me to the
handful of fetish shops in Chicago.  Then I began hanging out at
the fetish clubs, where I worked up the courage to try my first
scenes as a submissive."

Cassandra sat and listened in silence to her host.

"After graduation with my Master's I knew that I had to go to New
York; both to work on Wall Street and to explore the D/s Club
Scene.  Paradoxically, I met Mistress Allison at a financial
conference before we met at a fetish club two weeks later!  I'm
sure this wasn't the sort of female empowerment that the
organizers had intended; for I had finally met what I always
desired most: a woman who would put me under the lash!"

"I don't understand what this has to do with me," said
Cassandra.

"I'm getting to that, but please listen to my story," replied
Beth.

"Go ahead."

"Both of us worked in Finance, and I was Mistress Allison's
submissive.  This worked out fine for years, until the emergency
came in 2008.  I worked at Bear Stearns, and when the firm nearly
went bankrupt and was sold, I was out of a job.  A few months
later, Allison lost her job at Lehman Brothers."

"I remember when that happened, I was watching TV that Sunday
night," Cassandra recalled.

"After that, both of us tried to find work.  But it was just like
Enron!  Nobody would give either of us a job, especially after
they heard that we both had worked in Fixed Income; we both did
subprime mortgages!"

"What a coincidence!" said Cassandra.

"Not really, it was the hot growth thing to be in, that was where
the money was, until the housing market collapsed!  And it took
our careers, and our job prospects, with it.  After a year of
useless job searching, it was then that I conceived of fulfilling
my secret sex fantasy: to be the prisoner of a harsh
Dominatrix!"

"Wow!"

"Yes, so I had the house modified to become my prison, money will
buy anything, you know.  Mistress Allison became my jailer, and
she brought along Kate, whom she had introduced me to before. 
Now I had a friend Valerie, who was interested in submission
also.  She joined me in bondage!  But Valerie didn't last, and
asked to leave, and I've been all alone in chains by myself for
the last two months.  Until you arrived on my doorstep, and took
advantage of every sexual opportunity that we offered."

"Thank you," said Cassandra.

"Which brings me to the purpose of my little speech: it's lonely
being in chains by myself, sometimes Kate joins me, but her place
is really assisting Mistress Allison.  What I need is a bondage
companion, someone to share my fantasy.  I'd like to offer you
the job."

"The job?" questioned Cassandra.

"Both Mistress Allison and Kate work for me, at a nice salary. 
I'm offering you the same arrangement.  So please come work for
me?"

"You're offering me a job, as a bondage slave?" Cassandra asked
incredulously.

"If I can employ my friend as a Dominatrix and her Maid, why
can't I also employ you as my companion submissive?  Kate has
told me you're out of work.  Is this true?"

"Yes, I was on my way back to Long Island to find a job."

"Then you've found one.  I can guarantee you a good salary,
health benefits, and if we do this long enough, maybe a pension
plan or a trust fund!"

"You must be joking!" said Cassandra.

"You can speak to Allison and Kate.  They'll confirm all that
I've told you."

"You mean their job is to keep you in chains?"

"Why not?  I'm sure there are stranger occupations in the
world."

"But, but," Cassandra sputtered.

"But what?  You took advantage of everything offered you,
yesterday Allison cropped you in the morning and then bent you
over the footstool and used you quite well, and at night you made
love to Kate.  And now you're dressed in a Latex Maid's uniform.
I'd say that you're more than interested in what I have to
offer."

"I don't know," said Cassandra.

"How long have you been looking for a job?" Beth asked.

"Almost a year," Cassandra answered as she took a sip of her
cooling coffee.

"Then join me in exploring your sexuality and not having to worry
about your normal mundane existence.  I have created a truly
unique situation here, and all I need is a companion to share my
pain and pleasure with."

"I'm not sure......"

"Of what?  That you might actually enjoy it here being in chains?
 Of finally being free to express yourself sexually?  Or would
you rather go back to sending out dozens of rsums and being
unemployed?"

Cassandra was speechless!  Surely she must be in Wonderland by
now where she was expected to believe six impossible things
before breakfast!

"I can understand your hesitation.  Why don't you think about it
for the rest of the day, take a nap and sleep on it, go ask
Allison and Kate about my arrangement.  Tonight I'm due to be
flogged by Allison in the Dungeon, or playroom, downstairs, and
you can be a witness to my submission.  This way you'll have a
chance to think about it before accepting my offer."

"Yes, Beth."

"Thank you," Beth answered, dismissing her rescuer.

	*			*			*

Cassandra walked out of the library, glad that her ankles were no
longer hobbled together by the chain.  Outside, Kate was waiting
for her.

"Mistress Allison is waiting for you in the foyer," said Kate.

"I'll go and see her then," Cassandra answered.

Mistress Allison had just gotten back inside the house, and she
was dripping with snow and still wearing her down jacket.

"Give me your car keys and I'll pull your Jeep in the driveway
and get it out of the street.  You're hardly dressed to go
outside," Allison observed.

"Yes, Mistress Allison," Cassandra answered.

Cassandra walked upstairs to her bedroom and retrieved her car
keys, and then went right back downstairs and handed them to
Mistress Allison.  She opened the door for her, and closed it
behind her, and then waited for her return.

She was, after all, dressed as a Maid, wasn't she?

Cassandra watched as Allison drove her Jeep into the driveway,
and after parking it, opened the back and removed her two
suitcases.  Allison then carried them back to the house, and
Cassandra opened the door for her.

Mistress Allison then walked back inside, and placed the two
suitcases on the floor after Cassandra had closed the door behind
her.

"Thank you," said Cassandra.

"Thank you, what?" Allison demanded.

"Thank you, Mistress!"

"That's better, and that will cost you later."

"Yes, Mistress!"

"Now carry your suitcases upstairs, and Kate will help me dry off
and change.  I believe that you're a little confused about now,"
said Allison.

"Yes, Mistress, I am!"

"You can help Kate with lunch, and then take a nap afterwards to
help you to sort things out," said Allison.

"Yes, Mistress!" said Cassandra, happy that she had been
dismissed now by Mistress Allison.


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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 CH04"

By <a href="mailto:sfmaster@att.net">sfmaster@att.net</a>

Archiving permitted, reposting is permitted; but only if you
include this statement of limitation of use and notify the author
by e-mail. The author forbids you to make, distribute, or sell
multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed
format.
However, individual readers may make single copies of the
story for their own, non-commercial use.

Copyright (c) 2011 by <a
href="mailto:sfmaster@att.net">sfmaster@att.net</a>

Attn: Readers please feel free to send e-mail to the author.  I
do want to hear from you!  Please mention whatever newsgroup or
Website that you read this story from so that I can keep track of
my own work!

	***




"Snowbound CH04: Shared Captivity" by <a
href="mailto:sfmaster@att.net">sfmaster@att.net</a>

"Lift your hair," ordered Mistress Allison.

It was early evening, and Cassandra and Mistress Allison were
standing in the basement next to the washing machine.  Displayed
on the domestic appliance were a collar; a set of gleaming
handcuffs; a leash; and a red rubber ball gag.  It didn't take
much to make a girl helpless!

Cassandra stood silently as Mistress Allison locked the leather
collar around her neck.  She was wearing a blouse and skirt; and
a pair of high heels on her feet; with nothing underneath.

Mistress Allison was wearing a black shiny Dominatrix dress that
ended just above her knees; along with a pair of over the knee
high heeled boots.  

"Tonight I'm not just going to give Beth a flogging, but we're
going to do her favorite scene: that she's a rich woman who's
been abducted by an oil sheik to be her sex slave; and I'm going
to train her first.  You'll play the part of her friend who just
happened to be with her when she was kidnapped; and you'll be
merchandise also.  I trust you'll be able to ad-lib and follow
along."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Did you tell Beth that you decided to take her employment
offer?"

"No, Mistress, not yet."

"Good, later tonight, after you've both been disciplined and
confined in the cell together after lights out, then tell her the
news.  She'll be so pleased!"

"Thank you, Mistress."

"I should be the one thanking you; after all, my job, and Kate's
were depending on your decision."

"Yes, Mistress."

"But don't think that will mean you'll get any special treatment!
 You'll be trained and punished just like Beth, so I hope that
you'll get used to life under the lash!"

"Yes, Mistress," Cassandra answered.

"Turn around," Allison ordered.

Cassandra heard the ratchets of the handcuffs close around her
wrists, and she pulled at her new confinement.  There was no
escaping the steel around her wrists!

"Ever worn cuffs before?"

"No, Mistress, never!"

"Well I hope you enjoy them!" Allison replied, "open wide!"

Cassandra opened her mouth as instructed, and Mistress Allison
gently placed the red rubber ball gag between her jaws; buckling
the leather strap at the back of her neck.

"Mmmmmmmph!" was all that Cassandra could manage with the gag in
her mouth.

Cassandra was now helpless by her own choice!  What was freedom
and what was submission?

She had voluntarily submitted to Mistress Allison when given the
choice; now she would do so on a regular basis by her own
decision as Beth's slave companion.

Years before, in her college economics class, her professor had
discussed the Marxist concept of "Wage Slavery," one which her
conservative fellow students had laughed at!  They had derided
the idea; arguing that everyone was somehow "free" to seek a new
job somewhere else.

She had thought they were nave and simplistic; remembering how
her father had worked in a job he hated to support his family.

Now Cassandra, unemployed for a year, had taken the strangest job
ever, as a "bondage companion" to earn a living for herself.

Mistress Allison then reached out and squeezed Cassandra's right
breast, finally pinching her nipple, making her squeal into the
ball gag.  Then she reached down and cupped Cassandra's sex!

"I hope that you're realized that you're surrendered your body to
me," said Mistress Allison, "being a submissive means you're
entered a world of pain and pleasure."

"Mmmmmmph!" was all that Cassandra could manage while gagged.

"Come," said Mistress Allison after attaching a leash to
Cassandra's collar.

Cassandra was led into the Dungeon or playroom, which she had
only briefly been inside earlier in the day.  Far from being dark
and gloomy, it was well lit so Cassandra could see her new
lodgings!

In the jail cell stood Beth, now clothed like herself in a blouse
and skirt; and a pair of high heels.  But Beth was also
restrained like herself; with her hands cuffed behind her back;
her mouth filled by a red ball gag; her throat encircled by a
leather collar; and a long chain attaching her to a ring set in
the cell wall.

Cassandra was then led to the cell which Mistress Allison opened
with a key, and once inside her leash was removed and she was
also chained to the wall.  Allison then closed the cell door
behind her with a firm "clang" of the steel.

Kate had been seated on a wooden chair; wearing her Black Latex
Maid's uniform; and now she rose to her feet; which were clad in
matching high heels.

"More merchandise for the Sheik?" Kate asked.

"Yes, this one had the bad luck to be with Beth when she was
acquired!  It will make a nice surprise for our Master when we
deliver not one, but two new slaves for his harem!"

"Mmmmmmph!" Beth cried out from her gag, and Cassandra soon
imitated her cries of anguish at their situation.

"What a dumb broad you are, Beth!  All that the Sheik wanted was
to have a night's pleasure with you; and then you'd have been
rewarded with a shopping spree at a Gucci boutique!  But no!  You
spurned him at the horse jumping competition, in public, no less!
 Instead of one night of pleasure, now the Sheik will have you
for a thousand and one nights of pleasure!  And I'll even bet
that since you rejected him at a horse event, he'll turn you into
a Pony Girl!"

"Mmmmmmmph!" Beth screamed into her gag.

"Oh, you're going to be merchandise, my dears, both of you!"
concluded Mistress Allison, "that is, after you've been properly
trained by me first!  Now I want both of you to back up against
the bars so I can remove your handcuffs; so you can strip naked
for me.  Fact is, you won't be having any need of clothes where
you're going, sweeties!  Then, once I've inspected the
merchandise, both of you will have a date with some leather!"

"Mmmmmmmph!" Cassandra joined in with Beth at the description of
their fate!

Back in College, Cassandra had taken one acting class because
she'd needed three arts credits.  She had never thought that
she'd need the skills that she'd learned in class.  But it had
proven to be an interesting class just the same.

Now, however, Cassandra was going to be acting the part of
kidnapped heiress!  Surely her instructor could never have
conceived that his lessons would now be put to use in a jail cell
as part of a D/s scene!

Both Cassandra and Beth backed up to the bars, which was the
length of their collar chains.  Mistress Allison directed Kate to
unlock just one of their handcuffs, leaving a cuff on their right
wrist.

"Now strip and leave those gags in place, or you'll be very, very
sorry girls indeed!" barked Mistress Allison, "and be quick about
it too!"

Cassandra and Beth unzipped their skirts in unison, and next
unbuttoned their blouses.  Their discarded clothes were placed on
a prison cot attached to the stone wall.  Cassandra was naked
under her clothes, but Beth was wearing a chic bra and panty
set.

"Look, Mistress, this slut isn't wearing any underwear!" Kate
pointed out as Cassandra stripped.

"That's probably because she's just a rich cock tease, who likes
to show off her tits at the Country Club.  Once she's marked
she'll have a whole new perspective on life!" said Mistress
Allison.

Cassandra grunted in her gag, and her hands raced to the strap
holding the ball in her mouth.

"Don't you dare!" exclaimed Allison, "or you'll be sorry you ever
lived!"

"Mmmmmmmph!" was all that Cassandra could manage.

Once both girls were naked they stood in front of Allison & Kate
and awaited their next instructions.

"Now girls, there's nothing more poignant than two naked girls in
a cage together, totally helpless!  What you're going to do next
will be to lock the cuffs behind your backs again.  Then we'll
proceed on to the next item of business!"

Cassandra and Beth looked at each other with grim resignation,
and locked the cuffs again behind their backs on their free
wrists.

"That's the first step in your new life: Obedience!  You had both
better learn to obey orders without complaint, or else life is
going to get unpleasant very quickly indeed!"

"Mmmmmmmmmmph!" they both cried.

"Kate, you may take the blonde slut out of the cell, put a
spreader bar on her ankles, and hang her from the ceiling.  I'll
give her the riding crop if she shows the slightest resistance!"
said Allison.

In a few minutes, Beth was hanging from the ceiling chain as
Allison had ordered.  She had stood impassively as Kate had
locked leather bondage bracelets on her wrists and ankles; and a
spreader bar would keep her sex open and exposed.  Finally, Kate
had locked her wrists to the chain; and soon Beth found herself
stretched as her high heel clad feet sought purchase on the stone
floor.

"Well done," complimented Mistress Allison, who had stood nearby
the whole time, holding a riding crop in her hands.

Mistress Allison stood directly in front of her bound hanging
captive, and flexed the riding crop in her hands.

"Know what this, slut?  It's a riding crop, usually used on
horses.  But I use it on spoiled naked girls like you, who've
never had to lift a finger to do anything in their lives!"

"Mmmmmmmmmph!"

"Once you're the property of the Sheik, you'll be very friendly
with the crop; the whip; and the flogger!"

"Mmmmmmmmmph!"

"Such brilliant conversation!  Kate, you may remove both their
ball gags, but leave them around their necks so they'll be a
reminder that they can be silenced easily."

"Yes, Mistress!" Kate answered.

Kate's high heels clicked on the stone floor as she walked over
behind Beth, and opened the roller buckle that kept the red
rubber ball in her mouth.  Beth took several deep breaths, her
chest heaving, as she could once again use her mouth.

"Thank you," she said.

"Thank you what?" demanded Mistress Allison.

"Thank you, Mistress."

"That's better, slut!  From now on, you address me as Mistress!"

Once she had finished with Beth, Kate opened the jail cell and
performed the same thing with Cassandra.

"Thank you, Mistress!" said Cassandra once the ball had been
removed from her mouth.

"That's good, Cassandra.  Now you'll learn just what it means to
be a slave when I train Beth, but never fear, your turn under the
lash will come soon too!"

"Know what this is, slut?"  Allison asked Beth.

"A riding crop, Mistress!"

"Very good, Beth.  You rich bitches aren't as stupid as you seem
to be!  It's very simple, really.  A piece of leather wrapped
bamboo; a leather loop at one end; and a handle for the user:
that's me!  Have you ever used one before?"

"Yes, Mistress.  When I go horseback riding."

"Did you ever think of using on another person; say a boyfriend
or a naked girl?"

"No, Mistress, I thought that was only in the movies!"

"Well, you're now going to discover otherwise!"

Snick!  Snick!  Snick!

"Ooooooow!" Beth cried as the crop struck her exposed breasts.

Snick!  Snick!  Snick!

"Oooooooow!"

"Silence, slut!  There's a lot worse on the way, besides me
striking those tits of yours!"

Snick!  Snick!  Snick!

With the experience of one long used to using the crop; Mistress
Allison began the systematic beating of helplessly bound Beth! 
The loop at the end of the crop found it's way onto her breasts;
her sensitive underarms; her thighs, and finally between her
opened and vulnerable legs to her sex!

"Oooooooow!" Beth cried, "not my pussy!"

"Cunt, slut.  Nice girls have pussies; sluts like you have
cunts!" said Mistress Allison.

"Oooooooow!"

"Surely a big girl like you can take this; after all, I'm just
getting started!"

It was then that Mistress Allison began to deliver harder strokes
with the riding crop; and Cassandra watched as her companion in
captivity began to moan, and fight against the leather and steel
holding her prisoner.  Droplets of sweat ran down between her
breasts; her underarms; and her exposed thighs!

"Yeooooooow!  Beth screamed when the crop viciously slashed at
her exposed thighs and sex!

Cassandra watched in silence as tears ran down Bath's face. 
Finally she could take no more!

"Mistress, please, stop!" Cassandra begged.

"Do you hear something?" Allison asked Kate.

"No, Mistress."

"Mistress, please!  Stop beating Beth!" Cassandra cried.

"I think I'm hearing it again," said Allison.

"Mistress, please!" Cassandra implored.

Cassandra's efforts were rewarded when she watched as Allison
turned away from Beth, to walk in front of the jail cell where
she was still confined.

"What do you want, slut?  Interrupting me is going to cost that
hide of yours dearly," Allison threatened.

"Mistress, please stop beating Beth, you're hurting her!"
Cassandra plead.

"That's the general idea!" Allison laughed.

"Please?" Cassandra begged.

"The only reason why I would stop beating Beth is if you would
take her place, country club trash!" Allison declared.

"No!" said Beth, "Cassandra, don't!  You don't know what you're
asking for!"

"But she's hurting you!" Cassandra answered.

"Silence, Beth!  This is between Cassandra and me!  You're only
going to make it worse if you interrupt!"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Now Cassandra, are you sure you want to take Beth's place under
the crop?"

"Yes, Mistress," Cassandra answered.
"You do know that this is going to hurt, now don't you?"

"Yes, Mistress," Cassandra answered.

"Well Kate, it appears that these rich sluts do care about
someone other than themselves after all!"

"Yes, Mistress!" Kate agreed.

"Hang Cassandra from the ceiling same as Beth next to one
another," Allison ordered, "this way they can keep each other
company as I give Cassandra what she deserves."

"Yes, Mistress!" said Kate.

In short order Cassandra found herself released from the jail
cell and led next to Beth.  Her handcuffs were replaced by
leather and steel bondage bracelets; which were also locked on
her ankles as well.  Next a spreader bar was locked to her
ankles; opening and exposing her sex.  Finally her wrists were
drawn above her head and locked to a ceiling chain; which Allison
then tightening by turning on an electric motor.

Cassandra was now bound and exposed same as Beth, and she eyed
her companion with sympathy, for it was now going to be her body
that was going to come under the crop!

"There's an old saying, Cassandra.  Be careful what you wish for,
you might get it!"  Allison gloated in front of her naked
captive.

"Yes, Mistress!"

"Next time, Kate, I think we should just suspend the two of them
together in the beginning to save time!"

"A very good idea, Mistress!"

"Look at these two together!  Two rich cunts about to get what
they deserve!"

"Yes, Mistress!" agreed Kate.

"I'll bet that you two would normally be shopping now at Saks,
right!  Well instead of shopping for merchandise, you two ARE
merchandise!  The Sheik just wanted one, but now he's going to
get two!"

"He'll be so pleased, Mistress!" said Kate.

"Now then, to business!"

Mistress Allison raised the cruel tip of the crop to Allison's
chin, and held it there.

"Ever played with one of these?" Mistress Allison taunted her
victim, "perhaps one day in the stable at the Country Club you
two girls decided to have a little fun?"

"No, Mistress!"

"Either you're unimaginative, or just plain dull.  I know a rich
guy who keeps a crop in his house for use on debutantes just like
you!"

Then, to further Cassandra's discomfort, Mistress Allison began
to fondle and pinch her nipples, making her squeal in pain!

"That's right, my dear, I want to hear your protests!  A nice
rich girl like you shouldn't be hanging naked from the ceiling
about to be punished with a crop, right?  Well, you and Beth had
better get used to the idea that you're nothing but merchandise
for the use of your owners!"

"NO!" cried Beth, "we're not merchandise!"

"Quiet, slut!  Unless you want the ball back in your mouth!"
threatened Mistress Allison.

"Yes, Mistress, I'm sorry!" cried Beth.

"Now then, where was I?" Allison asked, "oh, yes!"

"NO!" plead Cassandra as Mistress Allison's index and middle
fingers began to thrust inside of her sex!

"What a slut you are, my dear!  All the time I was cropping poor
Beth, you were getting off on her punishment!  Why you're sopping
wet between your legs!  Do you really want the crop that much for
yourself?"

"No, I mean yes, Mistress!" Cassandra answered in a confused
manner.

"Do you have a secret stash of bondage DVDs at home that you get
off on during the night?  Is that your secret?  That you enjoy
seeing girls like you getting whipped?" Allison demanded.

"Ooooooooh!" Cassandra moaned as Allison's fingers thrust and
withdrew from her sex, bringing her ever closer to climax!

But it was not to be!  Just when Cassandra was near to coming,
Allison pulled her fingers from Cassandra's sex, leaving her
wanting with desire!

"What a rich slut you are!" said Allison, "now clean yourself off
my fingers, and then you'll get the crop!"

Allison thrust her two fingers, wet with Cassandra's secretions
in her mouth, and Cassandra tasted herself as she obeyed Mistress
Allison's orders.

"Mmmmmmm!" she moaned.

"A true slut!"  observed Allison.

"Yes, Mistress!" Kate agreed.

"Time to be punished, slave!" threatened Allison.

Without asking, Kate handed Mistress Allison a tissue to clean
her fingers from Cassandra's mouth.  Once done, she offered the
crop's leather handle to Cassandra.

"Kiss the handle, and thank me for your punishment!"  

"Thank you, Mistress!" said Cassandra as she obeyed Alison's
instructions.

"She's a quick study," commented Allison.

"All the better for the Sheik!" Kate answered.

"Oooooow! Cassandra shrieked as the crop's tip struck her erect
nipple!

Snick!  Snick!  Snick!

"Oooooooooow!"

"What are you complaining about, my dear?  This is just the
beginning!" said Mistress Allison.

Snick!  Snick!  Snick!

The riding crop continued it's relentless punishment of
Cassandra's exposed and vulnerable female features!

What had begun on her breasts had moved to the sensitive skin of
her underarms; her bottom; and finally to the outsides and
insides of her thighs.

"No Mistress!  Not my pussy, please!" Cassandra plead, but to no
effect!

Mistress Allison swung the crop between Cassandra's opened legs;
striking the interior of her thighs!

Snick! Snick! Snick!

Tears ran down Cassandra's cheeks as she pulled and fought
against the implacable steel and leather bonds holding her; but
there was no escape!  There was nothing that a bound and naked
girl could do to release herself from the bonds holding her and
avoid the strokes that were raining down upon her!

"Ooooooooow!" Cassandra cried.

"This one was born for the crop; don't you agree, Kate?"  Allison
asked.

"Yes, Mistress!"

"You see, Cassandra, you spoiled rich bitches are no different
than any other piece of female flesh!"

"Mistress, please stop!  I beg you, please!"  Cassandra cried.

"Just a few minutes ago, you begged to take Beth's place.  Now
that you have gone under the lash, I hope you understand what it
really means to submit!"

"Yes, Mistress!" Cassandra cried.

It was then that something strange began to happen to Cassandra.
The many strokes of the crop on her body; which had seemed so
painful before; began to seem like pleasure!

Cassandra again moaned; this time from pleasure and not from
pain!

"Oooooooh!" Cassandra cried when the crop was pressed onto her
female sex; which was already hot with desire!

It was then that the crop abruptly stopped it's deadly attentions
to Cassandra's naked body!

"Mistress, please!" Cassandra begged.

"What is it now, slut?" Allison answered.

"Mistress, please, let me come?" sobbed Cassandra, asking for
sexual release.

"First she begs for no more punishment, next she wants to come! 
What a slut!  What do you think, Kate?"  Allison asked.

"Five strokes with the flogger, Mistress!" Kate replied.

"A wise choice, please get it for me?" Allison asked as she
handed the crop to her companion.

"Would you like me to insert my fingers into your cunt?"  Allison
asked Cassandra, "or perhaps a dildo, or just to be mean, maybe
I'll lock you in a chastity belt for the night?  As your
Mistress, all of those choices are available to me!"

"Please Mistress, not a chastity belt?"

"Then you'll just have to be flogged!" drolly replied Mistress
Allison.

Kate handed the flogger to Mistress Allison, who tapped it
against her right palm.

"The Flogger is simple, sluts!  It's composed of thin strips of
leather with a knot at the end that's been soaked in water.  And
yes, it will hurt terribly.  Beth, you first!"

Stepping behind Beth, Mistress Allison took her time to deliver
the five strokes, which made Beth cry out and fight without
effect in her chains.  Cassandra tensed herself, and without
ceremony was the next object of Allison's wicked intentions.  The
Flogger hurt her already pained flesh; making her cry out as
well!

As if to further their debasement, Allison then offered the
flogger's leather handle to both of them without instruction, and
they both kissed the device that produced their pain eagerly.

"Very good, sluts!  You'll have to be a fast learner when you're
in the Sheik's Castle!"

"Yes, Mistress!" Beth and Cassandra said in unison.

"Kate, unchain these two and put them in the cell together.  They
may as well keep each other company tonight in their misery. 
Give them a tube of ointment to salve their pain; dinner will be
bread and water," Allison ordered.

"Yes, Mistress!" Kate answered quickly.

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Once the two women were locked back in the cell together,
Cassandra wondered just when it would be time to "get out of
character."

Did the scene end when they were alone?  Or the next day?

"Let me salve your wounds," said Beth.

"Thank you," Cassandra replied.

Kate had left a tube of ointment which she opened and began to
spread on Cassandra's back.

"Ooooooow!" Cassandra cried.

"Sorry!"

They were both naked, wearing nothing but their collars and
bondage bracelets, and seated together on the double sized prison
cot.

"Beth, what is to become of us?" Cassandra asked, "and who is
this Sheik, anyway?"

"He was at the Country Club, driving up in a Ferrari, spreading
his money around like a jerk.  He propositioned me, and when I
refused, he said that I would pay!  I never dreamed that he would
have me kidnapped as a slave!"

"There's got to be a way out of here!" said Cassandra.

"What can two naked girls do against steel and leather!  I'm so
sorry we went shopping together, now you're going to share my
fate as a slave, too!"

"What did Mistress Allison mean by 'Pony Girl?'" Cassandra
asked.

"I don't know," Beth answered, "but whatever that is, it can't be
good!"

"Let me put some salve on you," said Cassandra.

"Thanks!"

It was Cassandra's turn to rub the soothing salve onto Beth's
punished flesh, and it wasn't long before they were facing each
other.  Cassandra hugged her companion tightly, breast to breast,
and it wasn't long before they desired each other!

Cassandra began by kissing Beth on the lips, and her friend in
misery reciprocated.

"Look at us!" Beth cried, "I was wearing my Dior outfit; and you
were wearing Donna Karan; and now we're two naked whipped girls
in a dungeon!"

"It'll be all right!  I'm sure that the Sheik doesn't really keep
a harem of slave girls!" Cassandra replied.

"I don't know!  From the gossip I heard in the Club, he's rich
enough to do just about anything!  And if he could kidnap us
both, well then keeping us in slavery isn't impossible, either!"

Cassandra began to suck on Beth's erect nipples as her hand went
between her legs, which Beth opened to accommodate her
attentions!

"I've always wanted you to seduce me," said Beth, "but now look
at where we are!"

"It's all right," comforted Cassandra, "we've got each other, so
let's make as much of this as we can before we're punished again.
 Did you see what's on the wall?"

"What wall?"

Cassandra pointed to the nearby wall, from which hung an
assortment of crops; whips; paddles; and other things!

"Is that intended for us?" Beth asked.

"I guess so!"

Cassandra sucked on Beth's nipples, first the right, then the
left.  Beth lay back and opened her legs, and soon Cassandra was
between them, attending to Beth's moist and fragrant sex!

"That feels so good, oooooh!" Beth moaned in pleasure, after the
pain that she had experienced!

Cassandra tongued Beth again and again, her tongue lapping at
Beth's erect clitoris, driving her companion in captivity to
sexual ecstasy!  While attending to her sex, Cassandra saw the
red marks left by the crop between Beth's thighs!  She knew that
her own thighs were marked as well, as both of them had undergone
the same fierce punishment!

"OooooooooH!  Let me come, bring me off!" begged Beth.

Her entreaties drove Cassandra to even greater efforts between
Beth's thighs as she increased the frequency of her efforts,
bringing Beth closer to climax.  Finally, in an outpouring of
sex, Beth shook and moaned in pleasure as one orgasm after
another overcame her, driving her to new heights of pleasure!

"Ooooooooooh!   Oooooooooh!  Ooooooooh!" Beth moaned again and
again with Cassandra still between her legs.

Wave after wave of pleasure tore through Beth's naked, punished
body, and Cassandra had never seen a woman react so violently to
her lovemaking efforts!  Would she react the same way herself?

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Beth stopped her
shaking, her naked body covered in sweat, and she recovered her
senses and took several deep breaths, her chest heaving from the
many orgasms she had experienced.

"Are you all right?" Cassandra asked.

"Fine, thank you. Let me recover for a while."

Cassandra walked naked over to the aluminum sink and toilet, and
poured them each a glass of water.  After taking a drink herself
and handing the second glass to Beth, she walked to the steel
bars and tried to open the door, which remained firmly locked!

"We're two naked female prisoners in a cage," said Cassandra,
"there's no way out of here!"

"Come back to bed, and let me comfort you," invited Beth.

Since there was nothing else to do, Cassandra soon joined her
companion in captivity on the prison cot, lay down with her head
on the pillow, and opened her legs.

Beth kissed her on the mouth several times.

"I taste pretty good, don't I?" Beth asked.

"Yes," said Cassandra as she enfolded her female lover in her
arms.

"Let's make this moment last forever, who knows what the future
may bring at the hands of the Sheik!" said Beth.

"We'll probably be female slaves in his Harem, whipped for his
pleasure," agreed Cassandra.

Cassandra's erect nipples were being sucked and gently bitten
while Beth's hand went between Cassandra's opened legs.  Her
fingers cupped and were inserted into Cassandra's female sex.

"You're wet!"  said Beth.

"Of course, did you expect anything else?" Cassandra asked her
naked companion.

Beth kissed her way down Cassandra's naked body, pausing to suck
and bite her erect nipples, as her fingers thrust themselves into
her already wet sex.  Cassandra opened her legs to accommodate
Beth between them, to give her access to Cassandra's hot, wet,
cunt!

Cassandra felt Beth's tongue replace her fingers, and when she
felt her clit being sucked and nibbled, it was her turn to go
wild!  She bucked and moaned with pleasure, forgetting the red
marks on her skin that had gotten her here behind bars, to enjoy
the pleasure that her naked companion was giving her!

"Make me come!" Cassandra begged.

Cassandra's pleas fell on willing ears as Beth continued her
efforts to satisfy Cassandra!

They were both locked in throes of total ecstasy, and soon
Cassandra found herself surrendering to the impulses of her own
body!  Beth was a skilled lover, and Cassandra, moaning with
lust, shuddered as the first orgasm overcame her, closely
followed by one after another!

Now it was Cassandra's turn to moan and buck, as she climaxed
repeatedly as her clit was stimulated again and again!

"I'm coming!" Cassandra moaned, "Oooooooooh!"

Cassandra was covered in sweat which ran down her naked body, and
Beth tasted her salty secretions mixed with her female juices.

Finally, Cassandra was spent, and she quieted down.

"That was heavenly," complimented Cassandra.

"You're welcome," said Beth, as she kissed her companion on the
lips.

"You taste wonderful," said Cassandra.

"So do you!"

Both women then began a slower, more deliberate pace of
lovemaking, and Cassandra didn't even notice when the lights
dimmed and she fell into a deep sleep, with Beth snuggled next to
her.

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"Snowbound CH05: Wage Slavery" by <a
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When Cassandra awoke the next morning, she found that she was
alone in the cot.  Beth was in front of the prison sink/toilet;
calmly brushing her teeth.

"Good morning," said Beth.

"Good morning," Cassandra replied as she sat up, naked as her
companion.

Beth washed her mouth out with a cup of water, then proceeded to
wash her face.  When she was finished, she toweled herself off.

"There's a new toothbrush for you to freshen up.  If you're shy
about doing your toilette in front of me, Kate will be along soon
to release us.  Besides, I'm dying for a nice long hot soak in
the bath after last night!" said Beth.

"How can I be shy about doing my business in front of you?  After
all, we were cropped together!" Cassandra laughed.

"I'm glad you're so cheerful!  That was some scene last night,"
said Beth.

"Intense," Cassandra agreed as she sat down on the toilet, and
emptied herself.

"I take it you came to a decision about my offer?" Beth asked.

"Yes, I've decided to accept your offer, that was why I joined
you last night."

"Thanks ever so much!"

Beth sat on the cot as she watched Cassandra finish her toilette;
wash her hands; brush her teeth; and wash her face.  Finally,
Cassandra joined her again on the cot.

"Whew!  I could sleep for a week!" exclaimed Cassandra.

"Well, dear, now that you're in my employ, there's lots to do!"

"I don't understand?"

"You have to sign a slave contract with Mistress Allison which
will specify what liberties will be allowed with your body. 
Next, a contract with me regarding pay, your work, vacations,
time off, etc!"

"Wow, I never considered things like that," Cassandra answered.

"We're not going to be spending all of our time confined down
here in the playroom!  I have companies I have to keep an eye on,
money to manage!  So there's more here than just satisfying my
sexual fantasies," Beth explained.

"When we're not doing scenes you have the use of the library;
your own computer & net connection; and if you want to have some
fun with Mistress Allison or Kate; go right ahead!"

"That's very nice indeed, thank you!"

"And if there are any scenes you'd like to do, I'm all ears,"
said Beth.

"In my last job a girl got a reprimand for stealing pens and copy
paper.  How about I get written up for stealing, and you get
written up for watching Porn on the Net?"

"That's great!  Except that here, a Notice of Discipline is going
to be more than just paper!  We'll both get stripes for our
misdeeds!"

They both laughed together, and hugged tightly, their naked
breasts pressed against each other.

"I need a bath!" said Beth.

"Me too!" Cassandra agreed.

For Cassandra, it was just the start of something new and
exciting!

	*					*  				*

Cassandra's day was spent making decisions and signing papers. 
First she had a long talk about her sexuality with Mistress
Allison, about establishing a safeword, and what she would and
would not do, in D/s.  Next, she became an employee of Beth
Holland; and signed a contract with her too!

Of course, neither contract was legally binding, but instead
established a road map for her strange employment with Beth!

The food that day was very good indeed: eggs Benedict for
breakfast; a roast chicken for lunch; and steak for dinner!

But it was during the afternoon when Cassandra suddenly felt
bored!  All her life, she'd fantasized about what she'd do if she
could stay home for work; now that her work was actually at home,
she had to decide to do something.

When Kate came in to vacuum, Cassandra suddenly got an idea.

"Kate, is there any prohibition against you showing me the
playroom downstairs?"

"After your session last night, I would have thought that would
be the last thing you'd like to see," Kate replied.

"Well, I really only saw the cell; and for the rest of the time I
was rather occupied!" Cassandra exclaimed, "as merchandise
destined for the Sheik, Mistress Allison wasn't about to give me
the tour!"

"No, I guess not.  Let's go, I could use a break from housework
and I'll make some coffee for the two of us," said Kate, "you
don't have to be naked all the time, by the way, just for
sessions.  How about a robe?"

"Thanks."

Kate retrieved one from the closet and handed it to Cassandra,
who draped it over her naked body, which was covered in red
marks.

"How do you feel?" Kate asked.

"A little sore, but I guess I'll survive," Cassandra answered.

"What you've done so far is nothing compared to what submissives
endure in long term relationships."

"Oh!"

"Let me give you the nickel tour.  I can take a little time off
for a break, but if I'm not back at work, then it'll be my turn
under the lash, and Mistress Allison doesn't need any more
reasons to discipline ME!"

	*			*				*

"Why two jail cells?" Cassandra asked, her high heels clicking on
the stone floor.

"Beth wanted her friend Valerie Newman to join her in bondage,
but she stayed only a few weeks and then left, saying that
bondage wasn't for her."

"Oh."

"This is a rack; this an X-frame; this one's called a horse, you
rest your sex on it and after a while you'll feel like you're
being split in two; the ceiling chains you know already; here's a
small cage like the one in the library; but the real action is on
the wall," said Kate.

Cassandra walked over to each one, and finally stopped at the
display of devices hanging from a metal rack against the far wall
of the playroom.

"Are all of these things intended to be used on me?" Cassandra
asked.

She saw an assortment of paddles; whips; crops of various
lengths; floggers; gags; and handcuffs!  There was enough here to
stock a fetish shop!

"Eventually!  Just keep in mind that Mistress Allison has been
keeping Beth under the lash for quite some time; and me ever
since we met in Manhattan.  So I'm quite familiar with the lash,"
said Kate.

"I don't know how you can talk so calmly about it," Cassandra
observed, "being whipped, after all."

"Girls can get used to just about anything," Kate answered, "even
being whipped.  This will sound strange, but you'll grow to like
it after a while."

"Wow."

"Well, you're here, aren't you? Complete with collar and bondage
bracelets," Kate pointed out, "you wouldn't be here unless you
wanted to be."

"Yes," Cassandra agreed.

"During a scene you'll be expected to go to the wall and choose
what instrument you want: crop; paddle; whip; then hand it to
Mistress Allison; and ask her to punish you with it."

Cassandra stood in silence, taking it all in.

"Oh, it's not so bad.  I've been a submissive for years, and like
I said, a girl can get used to just about anything."

"Mistress Allison used a term yesterday I didn't understand:
what's a Pony Girl?"

"You get harnessed up like a horse; get trained to canter and
prance like one; even to pull carts!  I'll loan you a DVD of me
last year being trained.  Very intense!"

"Oh!" said Cassandra.

"Oh, I almost forgot, Mistress Allison would like to speak to you
later," said Kate.

"What about?"  Cassandra asked.

"Probably to ask if you've enjoyed yourself so far," Kate
replied.

"Enjoyed isn't quite the word I would use," Cassandra answered.

"What is the word, then?"

"I'm not sure," Cassandra answered, "ask me again after I've been
flogged."

	*				*				*

Cassandra spent the rest of the morning until lunch watching a
DVD of Kate being trained as a Pony Girl.  First, Kate removed
her clothes, and then was locked into a harness composed of
leather and steel.  Then she was made to imitate the motions of a
horse; alternately being trained by first a man, then a woman.

She watched as a long dressage whip was used on Kate's bottom! 
Kate didn't protest as her bottom was striped by the whip; and
Cassandra wondered just how she would react to being under the
same circumstances.

Lunch was excellent; but it was afterwards that Cassandra faced a
fundamental problem.  There was nothing for her to do!

She could watch TV (there were plenty of DVDs to watch; adult and
regular); or read; or take a nap.  But the urge to do something;
to work; overpowered the reality of doing nothing!

When Cassandra had lived and worked in Manhattan she had always
wondered about the "ladies who lunched."  Rich women who didn't
have to work; but instead spent their time shopping at Saks or
other stores.
She could never imagine herself without anything to do, yet she
had been unemployed a year and having finally found the most
unusual job ever; she was actually bored.  And it was only
halfway through the day!

Cassandra left her room in search of Mistress Allison.  Perhaps
the Mistress could find something for her to do!

Cassandra knocked at the library door.

"Enter," said Mistress Allison from within.

Cassandra was certain that she would find Beth either caged or
bound to the footstool.  Instead Mistress Allison was alone in
the library.

"Ah, Cassandra.  Please sit down, is there anything I can do for
you?"

"Yes, Mistress, you wanted to see me."

"Of course, please sit down.  You don't have to kneel on the
carpet, we're not doing a scene."

"Thank you."

"Before you got in too deep in Beth's 'House of Bondage' as I
like to call it, I just wanted to ask what you thought of all of
this?  After all, this isn't your everyday situation, now is
it?"

"I'm a little shocked right now.  I expect somehow to wake up and
find that all of this has been a dream."

"But instead, you're wearing a collar and bracelets."

"Yes," Cassandra replied.

"Have you enjoyed your scenes so far?"

"Yes, Mistress, very much."

"Then I take it you want to experience more submission?"  asked
Mistress Allison.

"Yes, I would, Mistress," Cassandra replied.

"Did you ever look at a bondage catalog and found something that
interested you?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"What was it?" questioned Mistress Allison.

"A dildo harness.  One night, while I was on the internet I went
to a sex site, and saw a dildo harness.  I've always wondered
since what it would be like to wear one for a period of time.  Do
you have one?" Cassandra asked.

"Yes, of course," Mistress Allison answered, in the same tone of
voice as if Cassandra was asking if she had a vacuum cleaner!

"Wow," Cassandra replied.

"Would you like to wear one now?"  Mistress Allison asked. 

"Yes," Cassandra answered.

"You're quite the eager student, aren't you?"  replied Mistress
Allison.

"Yes, Mistress."

"Follow me," said Mistress Allison.  Adjoining the Library was
another room, where the sex toys were kept.  

Mistress Allison walked over to a dresser, and removed a leather
device from the top drawer.

"Beth had bought most every sex toy in existence, I'm sure you'll
enjoy this one," said Mistress Allison, "now remove your robe as
I lock you into the harness."

Cassandra removed her robe, and she was again naked in front of
Mistress Allison.  She placed the robe on a nearby chair, and
stood silently as she was about to experience another form of
erotic torment!

Cassandra's ordeal began with a belt locked around her waist,
followed by one between her legs.  She stood silently as Mistress
drew the belt upwards, and opened her legs to accommodate the
invader inside her already wet and excited sex!

"Oooooh!" Cassandra moaned as the invader penetrated her most
female orifice!

"I can also put a butt plug for your other hole, Cassandra.  But
we can leave that for another day!"

"Yes, Mistress."

"How about a walk?" asked Mistress Allison as she held a riding
crop in her hands.

Feeling like a slut, Cassandra first put one high heeled foot in
front of the other, and shakily began to walk!  The belt around
her waist wasn't too tight, but the dildo inside her sex was
driving her wild with excitement!

"Oooooooh!" Cassandra moaned when the first orgasm broke though
her naked body like a tidal wave.

"Having fun?" questioned Mistress Allison.

"Yes...yes," Cassandra stuttered in response.

Like most women, Cassandra kept a vibrator in her night table,
for those lonely days when she was without sexual companionship!
But she had never experienced anything like this before!  The
rubber shaft was held in place by the belt, and there was no way
that she was going to get it off without the key!

"Care to look at yourself in the mirror?" Mistress Allison
asked.

"Yes," Cassandra replied fitfully.

She stepped her way carefully in front of the full length mirror,
and surveyed herself head to toe!  She was naked, and a leather
collar encircled her neck, and similar bracelets with "D" rings
were locked around her wrists and ankles.  She was wearing a pair
of outrageous four inch black patent high heels, but it was the
belt that held her fascination!

Her hands tried to pull at the leather surrounding her waist, but
the belt was held in place by tiny locks: and Mistress Allison
was holding the key!

Cassandra reached between her legs and pulled at the cross strap
that held the dildo in place, and only succeeded in moving the
invader inside her, making her moan with pleasure!

"I should punish you for trying to remove the harness, but since
it's your first time, I'll overlook your efforts to free
yourself."

"Thank you, Mistress," said Cassandra.

"Beth also has another garment to wear when she's in her
captivity.  It's a dress from one of the versions of "Story of
O"; would you like to try it on?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Your breasts will be on display constantly, and it leaves your
sex and bottom easily available for use.  Definitely not for sale
at the Mall," laughed Mistress Allison.

Three years earlier, Cassandra and her last boyfriend had been
invited to a black tie event.  She had gone to Macy's and bought
a low cut Black Dress that showed off her figure, which she wore
with matching high heels.  After the event, he had ditched her
for a lawyer, and Cassandra had felt betrayed, which was how she
had found herself in the Midwest.

Mistress Allison handed Cassandra the dress, which she soon was
wearing.  It was all that the Mistress had said it would be!

"How do you feel?" asked Mistress Allison.

"Exposed, and sexy as hell!" Cassandra replied.

"Would you rather wear the dress, or the Maid's uniform?"

"If it's all right, I'd rather wear the dress," Cassandra
answered.

"Certainly, that's what Beth had it made for.  So you can express
your sexuality."

"Wow, I can't believe what's happened to me!  I was unemployed,
driving home in a deadly snowstorm, with nothing to look forward
to, and here I am in a sexual fantasy!" Cassandra declared.

"When Beth approached me with the idea, I thought that it was
crazy at first, myself," Mistress Allison confided.

"Why did you take the job?" Cassandra asked.

"Necessity can be a great spur for change.  Kate and I were
unemployed, and there were no jobs in New York City!  None! 
Worse, when I did get an interview, and they found who I had
worked for, employers didn't want me at all!  I had the scarlet
letter!"

"I've heard of that problem with former Enron employees."

"You'd think it my fault that the company was mismanaged," added
Mistress Allison with a trace a bitterness in her voice, "the big
guys took their gains as stock options and cashed them out at the
top of the market, and stashed their bonuses away.  The workers
had their stock in 401Ks and lost everything!"

"I can see you're still angry," said Cassandra.

"Damn right," said Mistress Allison, who had lost her detached
Dominatrix composure.

Cassandra admired herself in the mirror, which was one of three,
just like in the department store!  She turned right and left,
and saw the marks on her back where the whip had struck.

"You're very pretty," Mistress Allison complimented her .

"Thank you," said Cassandra.

"How do you like being in bondage?"

"As Kate said, a girl can get used to anything.  I suppose I'll
regret my decision whenever I'm flogged or whipped, but I suppose
I'll come to regard my situation as normal after a while."

"Yes, you've now entered a strange society of women.  I hope you
enjoy your time here," said Mistress Allison.

"Thank you," said Cassandra.

"Have you ever worn a corset before?" asked Mistress Allison.

"No, Mistress."

"Then you'll need corset training, Cassandra.  Nothing makes a
woman feel more feminine than when she's laced into a corset."

Cassandra wondered what else was awaiting for her in Beth's
house?

"But we can do that another day," said Mistress Allison, "we
can't possibly do everything in one day.  Else you wouldn't have
anything to look forward to," laughed Mistress Allison.

"Yes, Mistress," Cassandra replied.

"Why don't you run along and acquaint yourself with your new
friend.  If you need to go to the bathroom, just call me or Kate.
 I'll be in the library."

"Yes, Mistress," said Cassandra, knowing that she had been
dismissed.

		*				*			*

Cassandra left Mistress Allison alone, and proceeded to wander
around the house, all the while taking careful measured steps in
her four inch heels, with the shocking belt locked around her
waist!

For years she had fantasized about wearing a dildo harness after
she had seen one online.  Cassandra had never bothered buying
one, since she felt that the vibrator that she kept in her night
table fulfilled all her needs.

But now she was a submissive, albeit a well paid one, and
Mistress Allison, Kate, and Beth would all have use of her!

Then again, she thought, she might one day be allowed to
discipline Beth, and that was something that she was looking
forward to!

"I see you're wearing the dress, do you like it?" asked Beth.

Cassandra had been deep in thought, wondering when her body would
again betray her by giving her another massive orgasm.

"Yes, thank you," Cassandra replied.

Beth was still in her collar, bracelets, robe, and heels.

"I've been wearing a robe of late.  Now that I've got a bondage
companion, I guess I'll start wearing the dress again.  You look
wonderful."

"Thank you, Beth."

"Not exactly something sold at the mall, is it?"

"No.  How did you get it made?"

"Money can buy everything, Cassandra.  You should know that,
having lived in Manhattan.  I merely found a dressmaker who
wouldn't ask any questions, and had several made.  I have a whole
closet full!"

"Why did you buy so many?"  Cassandra asked.

"Well, I thought I would be sharing my bondage with my friend
Valerie, but she decided that slavery wasn't for her.  She liked
the fetish wear and bondage well enough, but when it came to
actual discipline, she wasn't really into submission."

"Besides the dress, Mistress Allison has locked me into a dildo
harness," Cassandra stated.

"How do you like it?"

"I feel like a shameless slut," Cassandra replied.

"That's the way you're supposed to feel."

"I watched a DVD of Kate being trained as a Pony Girl.  It was
interesting, to say the least."

"If you want, we can do that next summer," Beth offered, "and
you'll get a DVD of your Pony Training!"

"I'll think about it," Cassandra replied.

"You can get kittted out in the Winter," offered Beth, "so you'll
be able to experience what it feels like."

"Thanks."

"Look at me!" Cassandra exclaimed.

She raised the dress and opened her legs to reveal the dildo
harness between her legs.  Her nipples were erect from the
constant sexual stimulation she was receiving!

"You look wonderful," said Beth, "in fact, I'll shed this robe
for a dress myself.  Let's watch a movie together!"

		*				*			*

It was the strange mixture of the commonplace and the unusual
that kept Cassandra off-balance.  Beth dressed herself in the
same "O" dress that Cassandra wore, and they adjourned to the
den.

The house had satellite TV; an extensive DVD collection (Beth had
told Cassandra that if she ever wanted anything, just ask!); as
well as an large porn collection.  Including plenty of Bondage!

They settled down together to watch a porn film, in which a woman
agreed to become a slave, and was treated accordingly!

Cassandra sat next to Beth, and the two women watched in rapt
attention.

"Have you ever served a Master?" Cassandra asked.

"A couple of times, but I preferred being a slave to a woman,"
Beth answered.

"I've only served women."

"When I served Master Curt in Manhattan, he bound me to a
footstool, took me from behind, then caned my bottom so I'd
remember the scene every time I sat down."

"Did you like it?" Cassandra asked.

"I loved it," Beth replied, "he kept me gagged throughout the
entire scene, so I couldn't protest my predicament.  What I
really wanted to do was to beg for more," Beth confided.

"Which was why you hired Mistress Allison and Kate?" Cassandra
questioned.

"Yes.  They were both out of work, and I suggested the idea to my
friend Valerie, so I created the 'House of Bondage' as I like to
call it.  I'm so glad you found it to be to your liking," said
Beth, "you look simply wonderful dressed like that."

"So do you!"

"This is the strangest girl talk I've ever had with another
female," Cassandra explained.

"I bet you've never had one in a dress like that in chains, with
a dildo harness either!" Beth replied.

"No, I can't say that I have!" Cassandra replied.

Cassandra then drew her dress upward, opened her legs, and pulled
again without effect on the harness between her legs.

"It's one thing to use a vibrator during the night to climax, but
this is just too much!"

"Just wait till Mistress Allison attached the butt plug and fills
your bottom hole!  It's a completely different sensation."

"Do you like it?" Cassandra asked.

"Sure," Beth replied, "we're merchandise for the Sheik,
remember!"

They both laughed together.

		*				*				*

After a few house of being in the dildo harness, just before
dinner, Mistress Allison called Cassandra back to the library
where she was unlocked from the harness.  Mistress Allison
removed the small locks that were keeping the device inside her
sex, and Cassandra moaned when the thing was finally removed.

"Thank you, Mistress!" said Cassandra.

"You're welcome, dear.  Did you enjoy it?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good, because I have another kind of harness with a special key
that is chained in the bathroom.  That way you won't have to find
me or Kate to assist you in that department."

"I don't understand," said Cassandra.

"The key allows you to unlock the middle strap, so you can attend
to your toilet.  But it can only be removed when it's locked back
to your waist belt.  Ingenious!"  explained Mistress Allison.

"I'm sure you'll lock me into that in the future, Mistress" said
Cassandra.

"Yes, it will be something new for you."

	*				*				*

After their dungeon scene the previous evening, Cassandra wasn't
sure if they were going to be doing anything again that evening.
After all, Cassandra had worn the "O" dress all day, and Beth had
told her that she could wear it constantly from now on.  It felt
strange walking around with her breasts constantly exposed, and
without a pair of panties either.  But combined with the collar,
bracelets, and heels, it also made her feel more like a sexual
woman than ever before!

After dinner, both Mistress Allison and Kate disappeared, and
Cassandra guessed that something was up!

Later that evening, both Cassandra and Beth were summoned to the
library, where they found Mistress Allison seated behind her
desk, wearing a leather dress, boots, and a riding crop in front
of her!

"Take off your dresses and kneel," Mistress Allison ordered.

"Yes, Mistress," they said in unison as they removed their
dresses, placed them over a chair, and knelt in front of their
Mistress.

"Kate failed today to obey one of my instructions, and is now
downstairs in the Dungeon awaiting her punishment.  She is to be
flogged, and both of you will be in attendance."

"Yes, Mistress," they both said together.

"I may require one, or both of you, to assist.  Since Cassandra
is new, I will have her assist me in disciplining Kate.  Do you
understand, Cassandra?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"If you should fail to obey an order, then it will be you taking
her place being flogged.  Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good.  I want that clearly understood before we proceed!  Now
you're going to be locked into a coffle, and we'll take the
elevator downstairs.  I don't want you falling down the stairs
when your ankles are chained together!"

The house had a secret elevator that was concealed behind an
ordinary looking door that Cassandra had never opened.  Their
wrists were locked behind their backs, a short chain connected
their ankles, their collars were locked together with a long
chain, and Mistress Allison held the leash, which was attached to
Cassandra's collar.

"You are going to be 'lead girl'," said Mistress Allison.

"Yes, Mistress," Cassandra replied.

Their final bondage occurred when Mistress Allison buckled ball
gags into their mouths, silencing them both!  Mistress Allison
pinched their erect nipples, and thrust her fore and middle
fingers into their wet slits.

"You're both bondage sluts," commented Mistress Allison.

"Mmmmmmmph!" was all that they could manage when their sex was
probed.

"Come," commanded Mistress Allison, pulling on Cassandra's leash,
"Kate's punishment awaits!"

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