"I love this painting," commented Sarah, as she Vicki and I stood there gazing at the canvas sitting proudly on the wall.
"Mmm its beautiful isn't it? Its Mistress' favourite one." I replied. "Every time she leads me down the hallway she always stops and stares at it. Her eyebrow rises and she smiles that devilish grin of hers, mmm."
"I can understand why, it's captivating." Said Vicki curiously.
"If you look closely enough Vicki, you can see implements that we use in our lifestyle, see..." I pointed at the young woman's hair on the painting.
Vicki stepped forward and took a closer look. "What's in the place of her hair?"
Sarah chuckled, "Mmm, they Vicki, are the leather strips from a flogger."
I looked over at Sarah. Her eyes open wide and twinkling. "The flogger your favourite babe?"
Vicki continued to be captivated by the painting. Attempting to spot the many differences.
"Oh god yes!! I love it when my Mistress has me bound to the cross. She stands about four feet in front of me and the flogger lightly caresses over my nipples, teasing them out until they are hard and the colour of deep red."
As Sarah drools over what she is saying, Vicki turns to us both, "you two are gonna have to tell me more about this lifestyle you're in. I don't understand it, but I find it interesting."
"Mmm you are looking a little flushed Vik! And wow, that velvet choker that you're wearing is a little symbolic...isn't it Sarah?" Wondering if Vicki could indeed be a little on the submissive side.
"All I can say is good job your Mistress is away. If she saw Vicki dressed like that I'm sure she'd have her on her knees by now!" I giggled at Sarah's teasing comment as a slight look of apprehension showed on Vicki's face. I glanced across at Sarah with a questioning look and raised my eyebrows as Vicki's eyes lowered to the floor.
Silence fell upon the three of us, still standing in front the painting. Sarah moved in between Vicki and myself and linked her arms with ours. "I think it's about time we had a drink don't you? And an alcohol one at that...where does she keep the good stuff?" Sarah led us towards the large sitting area at the end of the hallway.
Sarah pulled away from Vicki and I and headed for a large oak corner cabinet. "Mmm, well, well, well, what have we here? Vodka, whiskey, sherry...what do you want girls?"
"Have a look in the cooler Sarah, it's over there." I pointed to another oak cabinet on the opposite side of the room. "I can't drink any of that strong stuff, I'll be on the floor before you can say, Mistress can I have another?" At that point Sarah and I burst out laughing.
Vicki's voice broke our giggling. "Well, if there's wine I'll have one please, but I need to go to the loo, where's the bathroom?"
"Back down the hall Vik, past that painting, and it's the second door on the left," pointing her in the direction of the hall. I turned back to Sarah as she was eyeing up the contents of the cooler. "What do reckon, is she one of us or not?"
"I don't know, she's never questioned us before about this lifestyle. Mmm we could have some fun though, after all, did you see that look? The way she lowered her eyes. And look how flushed she got with the painting."
"Look, Vicki is the only friend we have outside our 'little' circle of friends. She's a good friend. If you are thinking what I think you are, don't make her do anything she's not 100% sure about."
"So, what are you two planning for me tonight?" Vicki announced, startling both of us as we were pouring drinks into Mistress' crystal glasses.
Thinking that this was her chance to find out if Vicki was into the 'scene', Sarah prowled over to her and handed her the glass of wine. "So, did you get wet when you heard me telling you about the flogger brushing over my nipples?"
Vicki hesitated, "Umm, no..."
"You sure about that Vik, you got all flushed didn't you?" Sarah continued.
Sarah was always a forward, confidant woman and although she was a sub, she had an air about her that stood her out in the submissive crowd. She has been with her Mistress for five years. Her loyalty and love for her Mistress is the reason she is out tonight. One night a month her Mistress allows her to do as she pleases, well to an extent that is. There are certain rules that she must follow. She is forbidden to be in the company of men, unless it's her family. She must be in at a certain time. And in no uncertain terms must her clothing be removed. From time to time another rule gets added, but only when her Mistress feels that it's appropriate to do so.
"Yes Sarah, I got a little hot!" Vicki nervously stated, her eyes looking down again.
"Mmm, let's see shall we?" Sarah's finger lightly touched Vicki's shoulder causing her breathing to stifle a little, but she didn't resist. She remained still and quiet. Sarah's finger moved from the top of the shoulder to the velvet choker that sat neatly on Vicki's neck. "Mmm, this is beautiful. Would you like it replaced with a leather... collar... in the future?" As Sarah said this she lifted Vicki's head back up and saw the twinkle in her eyes as she mentioned the word 'collar'. Sarah looked at me with a sexy smirk, "I think that answers our earlier question, I do believe she is one of us...stand behind her." Sarah's voice took on an authoritative tone.
I stood close behind Vicki, taking her glass out of her hand and setting it on the table behind me. "Arms out to the side Vik, palms up," I whispered. Without question she did as I requested. Her head lowered as Sarah started to unbutton Vicki's deep purple silk shirt. Once all the buttons were unfastened she ran her finger down her deep cleavage. Her thumbs then glided over her nipples, causing Vicki to moan. Her hands then moved lower to the waistband of Vicki's skirt. I could see Vicki trembling. "Are you ok Vik? We can stop if you want, you don't have to do this."
Vicki lifted her head, "I...I'm ok, I feel scared but I feel like something is going through me, its exhilarating."
"Mmm and we haven't done anything to you yet," Sarah chuckled. "You want me to continue...yes?" Answering the question herself.
"Yes, but if I change my mind you will stop won't you?" As she said the last few words her eyes lowered. I was now standing beside her, watching intently as she slowly gave herself over.
Before Sarah could carry on with her power trip I answered Vicki's question. "Yes Vik, if you want us to stop, we will, straightaway. I can promise you that."
With a deep breath and a soft murmur, Vicki muttered, "Ok, carry on..."
I stepped close behind Vicki's back and my breasts were now against her. My tight fitting t-shirt now restricting my hardening nipples as they rubbed across her back. The tingling sensation from my nipples was going straight to my pussy, which I could feel getting moist by the second. I placed my hands on her breasts and began to fondle them through her satin bra. They felt gorgeous, so full and firm. She moaned as my hands cupped each one, my fingers circling around the nipples. Peering over her shoulder I could see her nipples straining to break free from her bra. With both hands I unclipped her bra and the extent of her full breasts fell into my hands. We both moaned simultaneously.
Sarah watched as I continued to play with Vicki's breasts. Subtle moans escaped from her and she started to lightly sway. Sarah took that as an invitation to go a bit further. Her fingers went back to the waistband of Vicki's skirt and she soon found the zip. She slowly lowered it allowing the skirt to fall to the floor. Sarah stepped back and feasted her eyes on her beautiful, half dressed friend that stood before her. I paused my actions on her breasts and peeled off her shirt and bra.
Sarah moved forward slightly, "Vicki, do you often go out with no knickers on?"
"Only sometimes, it was warm tonight, so I decided not to!" A little embarrassment and a little humiliation were beginning to show on Vicki. Her skin was flushed once more, and only every now and again did she look in Sarah's direction. When their eyes met, Vicki's were soon lowered.
My lips were near Vicki's ears, "are you sure you never been like this before?"
"No never, I have always wanted to ask you about it, but there was never a right time. The way you are with your Mistress has always intrigued me. It's very erotic."
"I'll tell you what's very erotic now, and that's you standing there naked in just your purple, velvet choker." Sarah's finger slipped between Vicki's thighs. Vicki gasped and moaned. Sarah continued, "and also seeing you with drips of juice seeping down your inner thighs... Look!!" She bought her finger up to Vicki's mouth. "Take it, and lick it clean!" Vicki moaned as she sucked Sarah's finger into her mouth. Sarah then slowly pulled it out then pushed it in again. She felt Vicki's tongue winding itself around her finger. "Mmm I think we should move her somewhere else."
"Sarah no, lets just stay here," I protested.
"Oh come on, look at her, she wants more, and we can't give her more in this room."
I had to admit she did look pretty hot, needy and desperate for more as she sucked feverishly on Sarah's finger. "Mmm ok, this doesn't get out. Whatever has happened and whatever will happen will not go outside these walls right?" I looked at both of them, and they both nodded. "Right Vicki, are you sure you want to continue?"
"Yes I do."
"Right, lets go, where we heading?" Sarah asked, already heading for the hallway.
"Umm, the cellar I think. Or is the bedroom better?" I was starting to feel a little apprehensive now. I'm not permitted to enter the cellar when Mistress isn't here, and this feels like a huge betrayal. Beads of sweat were forming on my forehead and my stomach was starting to churn. "Look I don't think we should use the cellar, its too risky. The bedroom will be fine." I was nodding my head as I said it, reassuring myself that Mistress is away tonight and that it will be ok to play a little.
Sarah and Vicki followed close behind me as I led them to my bedroom. Their eyes widened as they stepped in my room and observed the surroundings. The brass bedstead adorned with rope, cuffs and chains. At the side of the room, large candles in different colours stood proudly on a metal tray. On the left hand side of the room, a large rack stood. Five hooks protruded from it and on each one an object was hanging, a cane, a paddle, a riding crop, a leash and lastly, my collar.
"OH MY GOD! Look at those things on your bed." A shocked Vicki stated.
