(Author's Note: To all those who have read, liked and commented on my first chapter, thank you, I'm very overwhelmed by the positive response! This is a direct continuation to the first part of Chloe's Introduction, so please read that first! For those who've accused me of teasing, well...I hope you enjoy!)
Before leaving Mia alone with this new girl, Elaine looked in her direction and mouthed, "Good Girl" at her, and smiled encouragingly. She had no real idea of how this Chloe girl was going to be, she only had Edwina's desperate assertion she was as good a stylist as Tracey, the woman who usually attended these private sessions.
Elaine strode past Edwina, leaving her to close the door to the flat and follow her into the living room area. She sat in a high-backed chair and stared at Edwina icily.
"Strip." was all she said.
Edwina immediately started to undress. Off came her black trousers, black blouse, and bow. Her lace underwear removed to reveal a smooth, bare mound and her 34c breasts, slightly sagging, released from her bra.
She stood in front of Elaine, hands by her side, trembling. She had a number of tattoos, the principle one being a rose bush which started on her hip and blossomed over her shoulder and breast. She had a number of piercings including bars through her nipples and the hood of her clit. Edwina waited; head bowed.
"You stupid, stupid bitch", Elaine hissed at her. Each word making Edwina flinch.
"I'm so sorry, madame, I... I panicked when Tracey called me, I picked up my phone and"
"And you called the first bloody number you came to, didn't you."
"Umm...I panicked" she repeated.
"How long has she been here? Six months? You've never mentioned her to me!"
"Tracey and I... we had planned to break her in slowly. We know she's bisexual and quite open minded..."
"You don't realise what you have done, the risk you have taken. You should have called me first!" Elaine exploded out of her chair and started stalking the room, one hand on her forehead. Edwina managed to stay stock still but shivered in fear of her mistress's wrath.
Elaine took a deep breath and tried to gather her thoughts, walking slowly around Edwina. Elaine was the only person that Edwina would ever defer to, and she felt fully consumed by her authority.
"Okay. At best? You are right, and this girl Chloe is a good fit. My first impression is that she was both bemused and curious and perhaps -- just perhaps a little turned-on downstairs. You say she's a good stylist, up to Tracey's standards? She had better be. As for the rest, perhaps we can...provide the right guidance and see where it all leads".
Edwina sighed, in relief, but Elaine turned sharply on her.
"But I will never credit you for this beyond it being an uncanny, haphazard accident of circumstances. No thought has gone into this beyond your own desires, Eddie. We could have cancelled and come back in a couple of weeks, there was no need for this!
"It's highly more likely this girl of yours is going to run a bloody mile and never. Ever. Come. Back. And the only reason I'm letting it happen is because if it is a car wreck down there, I have confidence that I can repair any damage done to my girl, and it will be a lasting lesson for you."
As Elaine's words stung her ears, Edwina felt the reality of the situation started dawning on her, the possible consequences of exposing Chloe to her private sessions, was incredibly risky. She and Tracey had talked about it and were trying to figure out how to broach the subject with her. They both really liked Chloe and wanted to bring her into the inner circle. But now she realised just how much of a shock all of this could be for her.
Elaine sat again, and watched the realisation slowly dawn on Edwina's face. Now that the mental punishment had begun, it was time for the physical punishment to commence.
"Fetch me your toybox", she said.
Edwina nodded and disappeared to one of the bedrooms, returning with a large box.
"Place your hands behind your back." Edwina complied immediately, as Elaine delved into the box and pulled out a set of wrist restraints. She grabbed Edwina's wrist harshly and clasped the stiff leather cuff tightly around it. She followed suit with the other, clasping it tightly shut with a snap. The short chain joining them allowing Edwina's arms a little slack.
The effect of putting Edwina's hands behind her back made her push her chest out more, and left her breasts exposed and vulnerable. Elaine wasted no time, taking each pierced nipple between finger and thumb and squeezing, letting the pressure build and build until Edwina cried out.
"Endure it bitch, I'm in no mood for mercy."
"Aaaahhh, yes madame!"
SLAP!
SLAP!
Elaine's palms struck Edwina's flesh hard, making her gasp and draw breath with each sting. Elaine repeatedly swiped at them until they were both a ruddy pink colour and tears were forming in the corner of Edwina's eyes.
"Why did you force this Eddie, hmm?" Elaine purred at her. "Did you want me to punish you? Were you so desperate to see Chloe involved? Did you really not think of the consequences, or were you secretly yearning...for this?"
The way Edwina blushed hotly, let Elaine know she'd struck oil.
"Oh, darling, dear slut....be so ever careful what you wish for."
Elaine sorted through the box again and took out a black leather collar which she placed around Edwina's neck, fastening it tight, then attaching a dog leash. Edwina found herself pressing her thighs tightly as her arousal grew from Elaine's treatment of her.
"Come dear slut, I'm thirsty. I expect you are too". Elaine tugged on the leash, forcing the bound woman to follow her into the kitchen.
Elaine found a bottle of merlot and opened it, pouring herself a glass. She smirked at Edwina.
"Where is it?" She asked.
Edwina pointed with her head, one of the cupboards. Elaine opened it and took out a dog bowl, into which she poured a glass of the wine and set it on the counter.
"Drink up, slut"
Edwina leaned over the counter and started to lap and slurp the wine from the bowl, noisily. At least it hadn't been placed on the floor. When she'd drunk most of it, Elaine picked up the bowl. Edwina immediately opened her mouth as Elaine tipped the remaining wine past her lips.
"Come, slut" Elaine said, tugging the leash again, leading her back to the living room. She took her to the sofa and made her lean forward over the arm. Her feet still touching the floor, arms tied behind her, head down on the seat cushion.
"This is going to hurt you. A lot. Please feel free to cry, if necessary. If you are lucky, and Chloe is everything you say she is, then this will be the only punishment you shall endure today." As she spoke, Elaine lubed a butt plug and slowly inserted it into Edwina's bum, pushing the greasy bulbous head past her tight ring, momentarily stretching her open before it popped inside and the anus fit snugly around it. Edwina moaned at the pain and pleasure of being stretched and intruded.
