The Photo shop
by Candyman666©
All characters participating in sexual activity in the stories are 18 or over. Please don't be afraid to let me know what you think of my stories. This story is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.
To help you keep track of the different characters in the series, a list can be found on my author's page in order of their appearance in the stories.
Part of this story was inspired by SenorDom, one of my readers with far more expertise in BDSM than I.
Chapter 67: Tanja and Vag's US trip week 2.
After an intense weekend of shopping in downtown Orlando, something we could only do a few weekends per year at home because of the legislation, we made our final trip to Epcot on Monday.
Tuesday morning, we stayed in bed late, and the rest of the morning was spent soaking up the sun at the side of our swimming pool, alternating with some vigorous swimming. I can never beat Vag when it comes to swimming, she's like a dolphin. I was going to get my revenge during the afternoon which I planned to spend with her in the red room, something we hadn't really had the time to get to, and today was the perfect day for it seeing it was her 25th birthday.
Unknown to Vag, I had agreed with Jeff that he would do the same with his Rachel, though not in their red room, but in the room with the wonderful machine he had built. After an hour of play, we would leave our subs bound, gagged, and blindfolded and trade places. I would continue with Rachel on the machine, and he would take over from me in the red room to continue celebrating Vag's special day. The agreement was to keep the switch hidden from the subs as long as possible. It was to take place at 3 pm, so I needed to start playing with Vanda at 2, right after we had lunch. At the restaurant, I saw Jeff, and when he looked at me, he winked, while I gave him a thumbs-up confirming our agreement.
I urged Vanda to take a light lunch in view of our planned play in the red room. There is no fun when your sub throws up halfway through a session; that is definitely a mood killer. She had been asking me several times during the past week when we would finally have a session there, so she was more than eager to comply with my request.
Entering the villa, Vanda went straight to the door of the red room. To be honest, I've never seen her so eager for a session, so I didn't want to keep her waiting. Nevertheless, I took my time to join her, increasing her eagerness to get started. She was not allowed to go inside without my explicit approval. When I finally got to the door, I stopped asking her if she remembered what she needed to do once it was open.
"Yes Mistress, I need to get naked and wait right next to the door to be allowed inside." After which she disrobed immediately.
"OK, and then?"
"When I walk in, I need to take up the same position inside, waiting for you to put my collar on."
"WALK in?"
"Sorry Mistress when I crawl in on my hands and knees, I..."
"That's better."
I put the key in the lock, turned it, and opened the door, allowing her to crawl in and take up her designated position right next to the doorframe. She sat beautifully, in a collar-me position, her ass resting on her heels, her back straight with her hands behind her head, ready and waiting. After putting the collar on I also attached the leash to guide her where I wanted her.
Lew had told me about this room from the time he had played there with Grace. When we looked at it a few times the first week, I had noticed a number of the things he had told me about. The frame, which would allow me to put Vanda in an inverted position, being one of them and that's what I wanted to test first, so I guided her to it. Vanda saw the handcuffs at the top, so she immediately put her hands up to be attached, but I stopped her.
"You need to step into the boots at the bottom first slave," I instructed her.