"I have a treat for you Jane. We're going out tonight."
I would have answered if not for the fact that I was tightly bound and Mistress Sylvia's panties were sealed in my mouth with microfoam tape. In the time since I had been kidnapped and sold into Sylvia's service I had become a more than willing servant. My appearance had changed to the point that we left Sylvia's compound more and more. The chances that I would be recognized were virtually nil. Particularly on the other side of the country.
"A very well known fetish author, the famous Mistress, is giving a talk and I have gotten us tickets. I'll have Bonnie untie you. When she does, get dressed in your black leather slacks and a white blouse. Your heels of course and take extra care with your hair and makeup. I want you to make a good impression."
Sylvia left to start getting ready herself, leaving me tied to the chair with a softening clit. A few minutes before it was anything but soft as she lowered her divine pussy onto it and had her way with me.
It still felt special every time. I had a chance to reflect on how it started as I waited to be released. I was kidnapped when I went out of my fetish club for a cigarette. I had been originally held for ransom, waiting for my wife to pay the ransom. She was not enthusiastic regarding my crossdressing to say the least. She eventually did pay and my kidnappers took the money. I was not released however but rather sold to my current owner, Mistress Sylvia.
I took to my new life enthusiastically and now we were inseparable. I couldn't imagine going back to my old existence. I described those and subsequent events in my stories, 'Smoking is bad for you'.
Bonnie, one of Sylvia's loyal employees, untied me after putting my cage on and locking it in place. She commented on how thoroughly bound I was. Sylvia was indeed very good with the ropes. I had never escaped her bondage.
I dressed as my Mistress commanded. In addition to the tapered black pants and blouse I had a stylish waist cincher in place. My four inch Italian leather spike heels were locked in place as usual with discreet small padlocks. A subtle hint as to our proclivities. I took extra time with my hair and makeup. Nothing over the top but clearly suited to a special evening out. I had painted both sets of nails earlier that day. I fastened a string of pearls in place then clipped diamond encrusted earrings into my pierced ears. Stylish bangles and rings for both wrists and hands and I was ready. Sylvia insisted that my clothes and accessories were the best that money can buy. And money is something Sylvia has plenty of.
I should mention that while I have been given permission to call her Sylvia, I never do. She is and always will be Mistress to me. I call her Sylvia in this narrative since the famous author we were going to see is never referred to as anything but 'Mistress'.
I turned this way and that in front of the mirror as I smoked a cigarette. I wanted to be sure I looked perfect for our evening out. Sylvia playfully popped my butt as I preened.
"You look good enough to eat Janey and if we were staying in tonight I might just do that. Let's go. Bonnie is bringing the car around and I do look forward to meeting the famous Mistress. Getting these tickets wasn't easy. It's a very intimate function with a reception afterward."
Bonnie pulled the Bentley to the front of the house and we were off. She dropped us off at a very high class local fetish oriented club that had been reserved to the function.
"Thank you Bonnie dear. I'll call when we are ready to go back. Jane, stand up straight. No slouching and your best runway walk."
We took our seats among the small group present. Sylvia greeted some of our likeminded friends who had also been lucky enough to attend. The low murmur of conversation ended when Mistress took the floor. I had seen her picture before but was struck immediately by her commanding presence. She was dressed in a black leather skirt and light blue silk blouse over seamed stockings and heels. Hair and makeup were perfect.
She launched into a discussion of several fetishes, primarily femdom related. She touched on bondage, pegging, crossdressing and even mentioned a kidnap fantasy fetish. Sylvia's hand discreetly found it's way to my clit as she did. Truly a fetish/fantasy that is near and dear to both of us. Mistress is a dynamic and captivating speaker. We were both enthralled.
At the close of her talk, there were various snacks and delicious wine as she mingled with the small group of fetishists. Rather than wait our turn to meet her right away, Sylvia and I walked outside for a cigarette. Shortly, the door opened and Mistress walked out.
"Such a great group of people but I really needed a cigarette."
I offered my pack and lit her Marlboro. We chatted as we smoked and I thought again how it all started when I went outside my club for a fateful cigarette.
She looked at me and smiled.
"Such a stylish look. I love the locked shoes. I've got an eye for crossdressers and you could easily pass. I assume you had surgery for your Adam's apple and voice."
Indeed I had.
"My secretary Darla hasn't wanted to go that far yet but we've talked about it. She's still addicted to her sports. She gets by with shaving her body, saying it's for her swimming. Tennis would be a bit harder to explain if she showed up in a skirt but I admit to being tempted. I think you both would really like her. She's very tall, 6 feet 7 inches in her heels. Truly striking. I'd love to talk with you more some time. It's great that you've gone so all in. I'd better get back inside to the rest of the group."
"Mistress, Jane and I would love it if you'd come to the house. I know you have another function tomorrow night but I can send a car for you tomorrow. We could talk more then over lunch. It will be a very relaxing day."
"That actually sounds wonderful. Perhaps Jane would like to play some too. She has such an intriguing look. I would love it if she wanted to. Just so you know, Darla and I have an open relationship so it would all be on the up and up. We love each other dearly but monogamy just isn't in the cards for either of us. In fact, she's probably playing with her Stewardess friend Sue right now."
"We've always been exclusive Mistress so we'll need to talk about play. Either way we'll have a relaxing lunch and chat. Perhaps more."
"I understand completely. I look forward to tomorrow."
We all walked back in and mingled a little longer. We said our goodbyes to Mistress and set a time for the next day before Bonnie pulled up in the Bentley and took us home.
"Well Janey, what do you think? I have to admit the idea of playing with Mistress is enticing. I promise I'll understand whatever you choose. If we do it, it's a one off. I don't ever plan to get in the habit of sharing you, no matter how jealous some of my friends are. And as you know, they are very jealous."
"Let's do it! I think it will be so exciting. As long as you promise it won't change the way you feel about me."
"Never sweetie. In fact when we get home I think I'll tie you up and ravage you!"
I spent the rest of the evening tightly bound. I was gagged except when Sylvia demanded that I use my mouth for her pleasure. We both slept well despite the anticipation of what the next day would bring.
We ate a light breakfast after awakening. Sylvia had Bonnie and Donna, our own B and D, get the house ready and arrange for a catered lunch so all we had to do was get ready. Money isn't everything but it sure is nice.
We decided on catsuits since it was to be a play date. Black for me and a deep royal purple for Sylvia. We were both in butter soft leather thigh high boots and tightly laced corsets. Sylvia made sure my makeup was dramatic. Smoky eyes, heavy liner and deep red lipstick. My D ring festooned collar was locked in place as were the boots. I wore earrings but no other jewelry. My wrists would need to be free to be tied.
The girls laid out plenty of ropes and gags for Mistress to choose from.
Bonnie pulled up in the Bentley and Mistress walked in. She was dressed head to toe in leather and looked every bit the dominant that she is. Her trademark seamed stockings peeked out between her pant legs and stilettos. Hair and makeup were perfect as you would expect.
We traded air kisses and sat down to chat with a glass of wine and a cigarette. One of Sylvia's finest bottles of Chilean white. Mistress gushed over the house. How could she not?
"I take it from the outfits and the items laid out you've decided to play. I'm excited. Playing with someone new to me but experienced is such fun. Why don't you tie Jane up. I'd love to watch you get her ready."
Sylvia started by having me put my hands behind me. She made loop after loop of soft cotton rope around my wrists before cinching them tightly.
"I love the way you did that. Plenty of smooth turns of rope to distribute the pressure evenly. I hate it when things aren't pretty. Besides, it's really annoying to get someone tied up have them start complaining immediately that their hands are numb or whatever. Also I love that you put the knot up high so she can't get at it. I know she doesn't want to get loose but when subs can reach a knot, the temptation can get the better of them."
Sylvia smiled at the compliment and tied my ankles and legs above the knees in the same way. So very tight and neat. She wrapped turn after turn of rope above, then below my breasts before cinching on either side between my arms and chest.
"A classic damsel in distress pose. I love it! Just perfect. It's my Darla's favorite also. The chest harness really highlights her breasts. By the way, do you ever take her bra and breasts off and clamp her nipples? If not you really should try it sometime. Let's get her gagged. I don't want to say what I have in mind. Surprises are such fun. Sylvia can let me know if it's something you wouldn't be comfortable with. I always respect limits but I do like to push them a bit,"
Sylvia picked up ballgag and walked toward me.
"Any last words Jane?"
"Please be gentle MIstress."
From the evil grin on her face I knew she wouldn't be.
Sylvia buckled the gag tightly in place.
Mistress lit one of my Marlboros and sipped her wine.
"I love to make subs wait and anticipate what I might do to them. They get so excited and it's fun to let them stew a bit. I'll tie Darla and work for a while or watch a cooking show. Naturally she hates them. I love watching her eyes beg me to pay her some attention and I love denying her, making her wait. Of course, she loves it too and it makes it that much better when I do turn my attention to her. Besides, she can stay tied for the longest. I kept her restrained in some fashion over 2 whole weekends. I get the idea Jane could stay that way quite a while too."
"Oh yes Mistress, She loves the ropes but you're right, she loves my attention while she's tied."
"Darla is after me to tie her up and leave her while I run errands. Such a common fantasy. I tell her it's really not safe but I'm thinking I might have a way to make it come true. Do you ever leave Jane?"
