Authors Note: Thank you to everyone who read the first chapter. Again, a thank you to Mike who gave me a huge amount of help in editing this chapter. I hope you enjoy the second chapter.
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The walk upstairs seemed to take an age. With every step, my knees trembled more and more, until I could barely stand. At the top of the stairs, we reached a large wooden door.
"Well, here we are," said Conrad. "This room is available to everyone for the duration of the party."
He pushed the door open with a confidence that eluded me. I felt so short sighted for allowing my urges to get the better of me. With great difficulty, I followed him into the room.
"It looks like you're in for a treat." He turned to face me. "Someone else has beaten us here."
I was unsure what he meant at first. When I realised though, it's fair to say my heart skipped more than a few beats. The doorway led us into a large, light coloured bedroom, as lavishly decorated as the rest of the house. We entered the room from behind a large four poster bed, and when I saw who knelt on top of it, I almost pinched myself to make sure I wasn't hallucinating.
Suzanne!
There was no mistaking the pert frame of my best friend. I'd never seen her quite as she was now, though. Her wrists bound behind her in an intricate rope bondage that also wrapped tightly around her breasts, a leather cuff around each ankle attached to a bar keeping her legs open, she knelt naked, upright on the bed. Ropes emanating from her wrists were attached to the frame of the four poster bed to hold her upright.
Even from behind, I saw her torso rising up and down with every breath. Imagining the anticipation winding its way through her body was impossible.
In front of her, the same dark haired woman I'd seen her conversing with earlier strutted up and down. Her hazel eyes beamed as she took in the beauty of her prize. Her tight, dark dress revealed every curve of her succulent body, and was a perfect contrast to her olive skin. The dress was so short that her stocking tops were just visible below its hem. She gave a knowing smile to Conrad as we entered, but otherwise gave no hint of our presence to Suzanne.
"Such a pretty girl," she said in a voice laced with eastern European undertones, brushing her hand up and down Suzanne's side. Several ominous objects lay on the bed. "I bet you don't know what these feel like, do you?"
Suzanne giggled nervously as she looked down at the items in front of her. "I have no idea," she stuttered.
"I bet it makes you nervous, the thought of what they might do to you." She ran her finger tips over Suzanne's quivering stomach.
"I must admit I am feeling nervous now."
"I can tell. You're shaking like a leaf. You wanted this though, didn't You? To be tied up?"
"I did."
"And your safe word, you remember it in case things get too much, don't you?"
"I do. It's 'red'."
"Then you have nothing to worry about. Besides, I have something here that will make you even more nervous."
The woman turned and picked up a dark satin blindfold. Suzanne fidgeted as it was fastened over her eyes.
Conrad pressed his lips to my ear. "That's Natalia," he muttered. "It seems she's taken quite a liking to your friend."
Suzanne shuddered as Natalia rubbed her hands all over my best friend's abdomen. I'd known her for years, yet I'd never had any inkling of Suzanne's attraction to the same sex. Now, being voyeur to her surrendering to another woman so easily, I felt like I'd teleported to a parallel universe.
"Such a ravishing body," Natalia rolled every R sound gloriously as she dabbed her fingers into Suzanne's smooth box. "And it's all mine, all tied up for me. How does that make you feel? Knowing that you're completely at my mercy?"
Suzanne tried to reply, but choked on her words.
"Actually, you don't need to answer that," Natalia went on. "I can feel exactly how excited you are." She lifted her fingers towards Suzanne's mouth and smiled as her captive devoured her own juices.
"We should take a seat to enjoy the show," Conrad whispered, motioning towards a sofa situated on the other side of the room. Without waiting for a response, he took my hand and led me towards it, wrapping his arm around me as he sat down next to me.
From this vantage point, I saw Natalia in her element; the way she strutted up and down in front of Suzanne oozed class and elegance. Coupled with her eastern European accent, she came across like a wickedly evil Bond villain. The more I watched her, the more I found myself caught in her web of seduction.
"Now, the items I set out in front of you, can you remember them?" she asked her blindfolded prisoner.
"I think ... a riding crop and a flogger?"
"Very good, and I want you to feel both tonight. I want you to have all your curiosities satisfied. I want you to know why I enjoy this so much."
Suzanne's bottom lip trembled. "Really... I don't know if I'm ready for this."
"Of course you are. You never know, it might not be as bad as you think." Natalia moved her face so close to Suzanne's that she probably sensed her presence by the scent of her expensive perfume. "Now turn towards me."
Suzanne did as instructed. As she turned her face, her lips almost collided with Natalia's. However, as she was about to pull away, Natalia wrapped her hands round the back of her head and pulled her in for a passionate kiss. At first she lingered a little, sucking and nibbling at Suzanne's bottom lip. Gradually, her probing became more insistent, her tongue twirling and dancing as it explored her captive's mouth.
"Well, you completed the first step," Natalia said, breaking the kiss. "Obedience. If you put your trust in me, we can have a night you won't forget in a hurry."
"Well, I suppose I don't have a choice at this stage."
"Of course you have a choice. You have your safe word. We both know how much you want this, though." She paused for effect. "Now I think it's about time you found out what the flogger feels like."
Watching Natalia run her slender fingers through the flogger's leather strands had my heart thumping against my ribcage. That it was about to be used on my best friend made the whole situation seem so much more tangible. I pictured myself in her shoes, and the very idea slickened my panties more by the second.
Conrad squeezed my shoulder. "Now you can see exactly what it would be like to completely surrender yourself to someone."
With a flick of her wrist, Natalia swung the flogger through the air. The swishing noise reminded me of a plane's propeller slowly rotating. There was no aggression in her movements, yet Suzanne quickly grew restless. Her stomach heaved up and down each time she felt the sudden rush of cool air as the flogger whizzed past her lower abdomen.
"I can tell you've done this before," she gasped.
"Once or twice." A huge smile spread across Natalia's face.
I felt completely engrossed; Natalia's confidence was like nothing I'd seen before. Every move she made appeared perfectly scripted, and brought Suzanne deeper and deeper under her spell. The flogger had not made any contact with her body yet, but she had to be desperate to feel its touch.
After swinging the toy closer and closer to Suzanne's body, Natalia finally allowed the very tips of the flogger's tails to flick against the side of her stomach. Even though she must have expected it, Suzanne let out a delicate yelp.
"You never know, you might enjoy this more than you think," Natalia teased.
The timing of her swings remained consistent. However, with each blow, the harshness of her strikes increased slightly. Each time she made sure a little more of the flogger's tails encroached onto Suzanne's stomach. She was in complete control, and soon the whole of each leather strand crashed into her abdomen.
"Now I can tell you've definitely done this before," Suzanne breathed through gritted teeth.
With each impact, her body jumped against its bonds, as if it had been hit by a sudden surge of energy. The air wasn't filled with any piercing screams, though, all due to the precision with which Natalia wielded the flogger. I was amazed how every flick of her wrist landed with pinpoint accuracy and force.
"See, I knew you'd enjoy it more than you expected," Natalia put the flogger down and began to rub her hands all over Suzanne's stomach where the toy had done its work. "That's the nice thing about the flogger," she smiled as Suzanne took a sharp intake of breath. "It warms the air and brings blood to the surface of the skin, and makes your stomach this beautiful shade of red."
Suzanne emitted a small moan as Natalia moved her hand towards her smouldering pussy and teased her clit. "Just as I thought," she smiled, "getting wetter by the second."
She picked up the flogger again. This time though, she held it vertically and brought it down on Suzanne's pussy with a far more gentle force. Each blow caressed the skin rather than hitting it. Suzanne's gasps of surprise at each blow turned to the whimpering of someone being brought closer and closer to a state of elation.
"Never thought it could be this pleasurable, did you?" The glint in Natalia's eye showed how much delight she took in Suzanne's continual moans.
"You're right, I never thought it would feel this good."
"Well, remember what I said before, about the flogger bringing blood to the surface of the skin?"
Suzanne screeched as Natalia landed a single blow much harder than any of her previous ones just above her clit. "Sort of."
"Well, that makes everything so much more sensitive," Natalia put the flogger down again. This time she rubbed Suzanne's pussy with much more authority before putting her mouth to her ear. "And you don't need to tell me how much you're enjoying that." Her lips tickled Suzanne's ear lobe as she spoke. "Your body gives that away far too easily."
