For now though, with her head already spinning, she crawled in to the middle of the room to await instructions for what the next part of the journey would bring.
Kneeling there, Lucy took in her surroundings, her knees were cold against the rubber flooring. She inhaled deeply and smelled, leather, lemon pledge and, she wasn't quite sure, but it kind of reminder of church.
She had her head bowed, but the lights threw shapes across the floor like a ghoulish montage of pain and desire. Occasionally, as Mistress Charn walked around the space, she cast her own shadow, it was no longer a flowing shadow which suggested that she had removed the satin robe. Now she cast a much more refined and shapely yet elongated silhouette.
She listened intently, the rhythm of her own breathing, the movement of Mistress Charn, and the picking up and putting down of various implements.
She jumped a little as two coils of rope were dropped beside her, and then some leather ankle and wrist cuffs. Mistress Charn then started to hum to herself. Lucy wasn't quite sure of the song but she was pretty sure it was a Depeche Mode song.
Suddenly the humming stopped.
"Stand"
Lucy, got up on to her feet. Her head held up straight by the leather posture collar.
"Hold your hands out in front of you" and as Lucy complied Mistress Charn walked around to stand in front of her. Lucy could feel her pulse begin to race. The full extent of Mistress Charn's dress change became apparent. She was still wearing the black sheer stockings, the suspender belt was a six strap and similar to the thong she wore beneath it, was made of soft black leather. Her waist was pulled in tight and again, was made of a soft leather, steel boned and laced tightly. Her breasts were fully exposed and above them were tattoos. One a skull with a crown and on the opposite side was a heart with a nameless band across it. Yet to be filled, not yet sure if it ever would be. Across both shoulders were a chain of flowers, lilies on one side and down her right arm were black roses, a symbol of pain and death, but against her pale white skin it looked beautiful.
Mistress Charn continued to fix the leather cuffs around Lucy's wrists., again taking two padlocks from the nearby stand, and clicked them in to place.
Next she knelt down, and fixed one each to both of Lucy's ankles, again clicking brass padlocks in to place. Taking one of the coils of rope she started to run it through the steel loops of the cuff. She then picked up the second coil and did the same to Lucy's other ankle cuff.
Taking the end of one rope she flicked up a D-ring, which was sunken in to the floor and ran the short length of rope and pulled it tight, causing Lucy to stumble a little as her right leg was pulled towards the D-ring. Doubling the rope back on itself, she tied it and and then standing up and to the other D ring on the opposite side, she kicked it open with her heel, then crouching down she took the other coil of rope, in wrapped it, then flicked it outwards. She took one of the end and again slinked it through the ring in the cuff.
This time before stretching her leg out wide, she stood up and walked over to me of the corners, picked up a stool and putting it down in front of Lucy, "ok, you can rest your hands on there until I get you legs where I want it. Newbies have a tendency to fall flat on their face, and although I quite like a little spilt blood in my room, a broken nose is a little too extreme, even for me, and you have a very pretty face so I would like to keep it that way. So be a good girl and try not to fall over."
Lucy, placed her hands on the stool, and as Mistress Charn pulled on the rope, she felt herself falling forwards and was glad that the stool was there.
Standing back up, Mistress Charn took the opportunity to take another coil of rope and whilst Lucy's hands were still resting on the stool, Mistress Charn, looped it through the cuffs and then instructed Lucy to raise her arms above her head. The rope was passed through a hook connected to a chain, which ran through a pulley and continued through a couple more loops across the ceiling.
Mistress Charn, walked behind and away from Lucy and taking the crank in her hand began to take in the slack. As the crank clicked, clicked, clicked, Lucy's arms began to raise above her head, click, click, click t continued until Lucy started to lift her heels from the floor, but as her ankles were bound they stayed in place, unable to go anywhere.
"Is my pet comfortable?" Mistress Charn asked, even though she knew that it would be pulling on her calf muscles as her heels hovered just millimetres from the floor. As she crossed the room, she picked up the stool and placed it back to the corner of the room where it lived.
Lucy had no choice but to keep her head up and look forwards, her legs were almost but not quite, uncomfortably wide. She could feel that she was wet and as she tried to bring her breathing under control, she jumped as she suddenly felt Mistress Charn's breath on her ear.
"I am going to have so much fun with you my dear Lucy. You see, I've been following you too on you kink account, for probably almost as long as you've been following me." She ran her hands over Lucy's exposed bottom as she spoke, gripping, kneading, and digging her nails in, making Lucy instinctively try to push forwards, but Mistress Charn, sensing this, slide one of her arms around the side and up over her stomach. Pulling her back towards her, Mistress Charn pressed herself into the back of Lucy, causing Lucy to moan.
"I've been wanting to get you here for quite a while. Even getting one of my, well let's call him, an acquaintance. Yes Eden, my acquaintance, he would like that." She laughed.
"Getting him to take the same class as you in order to get close enough for him to find out a little bit more about you."
Lucy, couldn't believe what she was hearing. She thought "that fucker, next time I see..."
Mistress Charn continued, "oh I know it sounds sinister, but actually Eden has a very good sense of character, and as he's been an "acquaintance " of mine, for quite a while, I actually trust his judgement."
"You see, I don't let people get close to me unless I know that I can trust them."
Both her hands had moved up and under Lucy's breasts, cupping them, manipulating them, until Lucy's hardened nipples were between her thumb and forefingers.
"I can trust you can't I Lucy?" She said, squeezing the nipples so hard it cause Lucy to gasp out loud.
"Yes Mistress, yes Mistress you can trust me."
Mistress Charn continued, moving her right hand down and towards Lucy's pussy.
"Mmmmmm you're very wet aren't you my pet?" Her fingers teased as they slid between Lucy's soaking wet lips.
"Do you know how wet I am Lucy, having you here like this? If you are a well behaved pet you may get to find that out for yourself later, but right now, let's see how much you can really take, and how much you really want to be here, and importantly, if you are worthy of being my pet."
Her fingers pushed hard hard against Lucy's clit causing a wave to flow through Lucy's pussy, and down along her outstretched legs, making them shake and pull against the bonds.
Removing her hands, Mistress Charn moved away. Leaving Lucy to return to her set position, the burn in her thighs beginning to return.
Mistress Charn returned and waking around to the front of Lucy, she raised a clover clamp up to Lucy's left breast and giving her nipple a squeeze, position the clamp in to place.
Lucy winced as the pain passed through her breasts. Taking the second clamp, Mistress Charn followed a similar process, and soon Lucy's nipples were clamped in place. The chain between them swung a little and Mistress Charn ran her finger up and under the chain and maintaining eye contact with Lucy's pulled on the chain, causing Lucy to try and push her chest forward, but that just made Mistress Charn to raise the chain higher.
