Kathy was never quite sure how she came to kidnap and torture one of her own employees; it was not really her management style. She supposed she should date things from a meal she had with her old university friends Stephanie and Mel sometime in late May. After a visit to a good local restaurant they retired to Mel's house for a few glasses of white wine. The three of them had known each other since their undergraduate days and during these late night sessions they tended to tell each other their secrets or near secrets. Anyway Stephanie had just been dumped (again!) so she went on her normal anti-men diatribe, Kathy and Mel had heard it before but this time it seemed she really had thought her recent ex was "the one" and this made her views all the more vehement.
Later Mel raised the issue of how fetish gear was becoming more mainstream. She commented that clothes that would have only been sold in the seediest sex shop a few years ago were now almost mainstream. When quizzed on this Mel admitted she rather liked the idea of dressing up in a rubber dress and would in fact buy one the following week. Mel was a tall slim, conservative accountant, so at the time Kathy thought nothing of it, knowing Mel would probably forget the idea and if she didn't would be mortified with embarrassment at the thought.
Anyway, Kathy did not see her friends for a few weeks until their next regular dinner. This time it was Kathy's turn to host the post restaurant drink. To wind Mel up Kathy reminded her of her promise to buy a rubber dress, expecting a deep blush to cross Mel's fresh pale cheeks. To Kathy's surprise Mel answered she had bought the dress as promised and it was wonderful. Mel explained how the dress felt against her body, she said she had gone the whole hog and bought a dress with a plunging neck line and so short that it barely covered her bum. Mel admitted she had forgotten one pretty important thing about rubber; one could not wear underwear with it. She said she wore it around the house but admitted she was not brave enough to wear it in public but secretly yearned to do so. Stephanie teased her that she was going to become a dominatrix and wondered how her fellow accountants might react. This produced giggles all around and sure enough Mel finally did start to blush!
To Kathy's surprise Stephanie started to muse as to how Mel could play the dominatrix she clearly wanted to be, "Mel you could set yourself up for say a week on one of those 'Mistresses' websites dominate a few men in some Hotel room. You might have some fun and might even make a bit of money."
Mel whipped back "Stephanie, there are three small problems with your plan, first I don't want dodgy pictures of me all dressed up in rubber circulating around the internet, two with my luck I would get a couple of sixty-five year olds as clients and thirdly (perhaps most importantly) I would want to see real pain and humiliation on my victims' faces."
Kathy was intrigued as it was clear that Mel had thought this through, it was not some off the cuff reply, but she decided to say nothing. The conversation was interesting and to be honest the fetish scene had always interested her (not that she had the courage to do anything about it).
Stephanie seemed slower to pick-up the implications of Mel's comment so ploughed on "Well Mel then you are going to have to kidnap a man for real, do you want some help?"
"Stephanie I never thought you would offer, I would love your help."
"Hold on Mel that was just a joke, I am no lawyer but there is one rather major problem about kidnapping a man and torturing him, it is against the law!"
"Stephanie you are as always correct, but for us to get into trouble the Police have got to be informed and the way I see it is if we choose the man carefully and pay him I don't think he will make a complaint. It is a male ego thing, can you imagine how embarrassing it would be for the average man to explain how he had been stripped naked by a couple of girls and whipped, he would die of embarrassment!"
"OK Mel, let's say we did it, have you a victim in mind?"
"No and this is the problem. I know what sort of guy I would choose; he would have to be fairly young, in pretty decent shape, character wise I think a quietish personality but not a wimp. I have never come across my ideal prey, Kathy what about you? Do you know anyone who I could get my nails into? You run a catering business so you must employ masses of waiters."
Kathy was increasingly surprised by how the conversation was going, but didn't want to be the one to bring things back to earth, she would wait for Stephanie to terminate things so to play along she said, "Well Mel, I have a few candidates, but you would of course need to interview them, come along to one of my charity receptions you are always welcome."
To Kathy's relief the conversation them moved on to the last charity bash they had all attended and nothing more was said about enslaving some poor man.
Later that month Stephanie and Mel asked to attended a drinks party Kathy was giving in aid of the local hospice. Kathy had only slight misgivings, surely Mel had forgotten about her 'plan'. On the night Kathy was busy but kept an eye on her best friends and saw how they were eyeing up the waiters even less subtley then normal, manufacturing incidents to enable them to chat. This said, nothing happened, but she knew nothing was innocent when it came to Stephanie and the opposite sex.
Next time the three of them met up Kathy sensed there was something going on between Mel and Stephanie. There were frequent knowing glances, something that had never really happened before, it was meant to be 'one for all and all for one'.
