Molly had arranged to have Arin away from the house for the day for the special treat of being pampered at a day spa. Therefore, when Jessica arrived, they had the house to themselves.
As Jessica walked from her car to the house, Molly admired the way the woman's simple light blue dress set off her auburn hair. When the wind lifted the woman's skirt hem briefly, Molly caught a glimpse of her pussy at the top of her luscious legs. Jessica made no effort to snatch at her errant dress -- she just continued her proud walk to the door.
"Welcome, Jessica," Molly said as she opened the door, letting her in.
"Greetings, Miss, and thank you for summoning me," Jessica said, gracefully placing herself on her knees and bending forward to kiss Molly's foot.
"Mmmm. I wonder if I'll ever get used to that wonderful feeling of your lips on my foot, girl." Molly looked down at her submissive as the woman stopped worshiping her foot and settled back into a kneeling position. "As I told you over the phone, I want to understand better about using the BDSM toys we found in the attic."
"Yes Miss. But you can gain a better understanding of their use in the basement, I think," Jessica said, tactfully.
"The basement? That's got the furnace, and a fuse box. It's wood paneled, but dim down there and rather unappealing. Arin and I seldom go down there. What good would that place be?" Molly asked with her brow arched in confusion.
Jessica grinned mischievously. "May I show you, Miss?"
Molly observed the twinkle in Jessica's eyes. "Of course, you little imp. Lead the way."
The two women descended into the dim basement.
"See?" Molly said. "This is a very boring place."
Jessica said nothing. She merely walked over to one wall where a few clothing hooks were fixed to the wood there. Reaching up, she twisted one of the hooks. There was a subtle click.
A section of the wood panels moved, revealing a hidden opening. Jessica stepped into the darkness of the opening, reached sideways and flipped a switch. Lights came on revealing a large room. Molly followed Jessica inside, where the woman showed her the location of the light switch, and also a similar clothing hook on the wall to manipulate the door open and closed.
Satisfied that she herself could work the door, Molly turned and found herself staring at various pieces of bondage equipment. There was a wooden frame dominating the space in the center of the room. Over in one corner was a cross shaped structure. Another corner contained cages, both large and small. Near the cross, she saw a saddle shaped thing with a dildo protruding up out of it, and recognized it as a Sybian device.
There were storage cabinets, their closed doors concealing their contents. Molly also saw a large wheel like structure, and next to it a sort of table. There was actually too much for her to comprehend at once.
"Holy Hannah!" Molly exclaimed. "What a room!"
Jessica smiled. "Arin's aunt loved to play," she confirmed.
"How did she get all of this stuff in here?" Molly queried.
"She had many submissives over the years, both male and female," Jessica explained. "I imagine she purchased the devices, one at a time, and had the submissives lug them down here. I know that Alice and I carried down that bondage cross, and the smallest cage."
"It looks amazing. I want to learn how to use all this stuff, and I can't wait to play with you, Alice, and Arin in this room. But I need to know not only how to use it, but what it feels like to the recipient. I only feel comfortable doing things to people when I understand the effects I'm having," Molly stated.
"That's very understandable, Miss. And also very commendable. I'm willing to help you in anyway that I can, of course."
"True. When we met, you promised to bear with me as I climb the learning curve of becoming a Dominant, since I am so inexperienced," Molly reminded her.
"You may be inexperienced, Miss, but you show very good instincts. Alice and I feel lucky to be yours. Being the Dominant is not an easy role. We're aware of this. Where would you like to start, Miss?" Jessica asked.
Molly sought her advice. "Where would you suggest? What would be easiest? I don't want to be clumsy when using anything."
"Hmmm. Perhaps the bondage cross. It's easy to secure the person to it, and they get to lean against it. Do you wish me to bind you to it, Miss?" Jessica asked, eyes sparkling.
"Yes, Jessica. How exactly is that done?"
"With cuffs, Miss. They are in a cabinet over here." She walked to one of them as Molly watched. "As I fetch them, would you please remove your clothing, Miss?"
"Oh yes. Of course. It makes sense to have the person naked before binding them in place," Molly agreed.
Jessica chuckled. "Well, yes Miss. Unless you want to tear or cut their clothing off while they're helpless."
Molly thought about having Arin all tied up, and ripping a blouse and panties off of her. The image made Molly shiver with delight. "I'll certainly keep that in mind," she told Jessica. "But I don't want this dress ruined," she explained as she unzipped and stepped out of it. She wore nothing underneath it. She also slipped off her shoes, and placed everything on the table, after blowing some dust off its surface.
Jessica had retrieved some cuffs as they were talking. Turning back, she saw Molly standing there naked. Walking back toward her, the auburn haired woman licked her lips as she looked Molly over, making Molly blush a little self-consciously.
Kneeling, Jessica began applying two of the cuffs to Molly's ankles. Whether by chance or deliberately, her hair brushed against Molly's mound as she turned her head to reach for the other ankle.
As Jessica stood, Molly held out her hands for wrist cuffs, watching carefully how Jessica buckled them in place, and observing the metal ring that stuck out from each cuff. She was feeling the first twinges of submission as her wrists and ankles were bound in the leather.
With Jessica, Molly walked over to the bondage cross, glad that the well lit basement room was warm and dry. Her naked feet did, however, leave footprints in the dust on the floor. She made a mental note to have one of her submissives sweep and vacuum the place sometime soon.
Jessica gestured. "The ankle cuffs go to these clips down here. They usually need no adjustment, since the submissive should be able to hold her legs that far apart easily. See how these clips will go to the rings on the cuffs you are wearing?"
"Yes, Molly answered, "They resemble the hooks found on the end of a leash for a very strong dog."
Jessica nodded. "That's right, and they open and close the same way as on a dog's leash. That makes clipping them on and off very easy. The upper clips work the same way. See?" she said, holding one up. "But anchoring the wrist cuffs requires an adjustment. The clips here are secured on longer ropes." Taking Molly to the side of the cross, she continued, "And the ropes go through these pulleys. The Dominant pulls down on the ropes until the proper amount of stretch is achieved, then secures the ropes on these hooks."
Molly looked closely, and nodded her understanding. "These rear hooks look like things I've seen on docks to secure boats in place." She wound the rope several times around the hook, and tucked it under itself. "Like that?"
Jessica tugged on the rope, testing that it was fastened firmly. "Excellent, Miss -- just like that. You'll see that the restraints on the other devices, such as the central frame, the wheel and the table, all have similar methods of holding the subbe. So what you learn here is applicable to those other items as well."
Molly returned to the front of the bondage cross. "I see the front of this cross is padded. Is that normal?"
"Some are padded, and some are bare wood, Miss. This padding avoids splinters if the victim grinds against the cross. Nothing but the best for Arin's aunt."
Molly took a breath. "I want you to pretend you're the Dominant, and I'm the submissive as we try this out. Can you handle that, Jessica?"
"Yes, I think so, Miss. After all, I experienced these devices with Arin's aunt, so I've got ideas of things to do. Also, it's not unusual for a Dominant to command one submissive to do things to another, thereby acting 'dominant' as they obey."
"Good. Because if I do things to you, Alice, or Arin, I really want to have a better idea of what the recipient experiences. I have no real desire to inflict pain, per se. But I understand that sometimes mild pain can either transform into pleasure, or heighten pleasure by contrast, or something. Am I making sense?" Molly asked, quizzically.
"Yes, Miss. Perfect sense. Some amount of pain often can heighten the pleasure received. Of course, not everyone reacts the same. For instance, I like things rougher than Alice does. But perhaps that's because her body is so petite."
Molly considered that statement before responding, "So that would mean that if I was using a flogger on you two, for Alice, I'd swing my arm with less power, and for you, with more power?"
"Precisely. And you can always start out more gentle and work your way up, watching the subbe's reactions. Well, let me demonstrate, if that's OK with you, Miss."
Molly swallowed hard, realizing that subconsciously she'd been chatting to delay this. "Come on. You know you need to understand this better," she chided herself mentally. "OK," she said aloud.
"Before we begin, what's your safeword, Miss?" Jessica asked, deferentially.
