Interdisciplinary Collaboration

Keeping Her Off Balance




“Should I wipe that up, Mistress?” Abi asked, pointing to the wet spot she had left on the bench from masturbating unseen by anyone but Josephine in the tavern’s
back corner booth.

“Of course not,” Josephine insisted with a chuckle. “That’s a monument to everything we stand for.”

She left a generous tip on the table, took Abi’s hand, and walked her out of the bar. She detected the slightest wobble in Abi’s walk. Anyone unfamiliar with Long Island Ice Tea always underestimated its potency. Josephine intended to keep Abi buzzed to prevent her from considering her situation intellectually, which she would do instinctively if given the chance. If she did, Josephine worried even now that Abi’s insecurities would ironically interfere with her complete surrender to the safety available in Josephine’s confident strength, which she knew Abi truly desired. Initiating no conversation, she led Abi back to where she had parked her car.

“I’m glad you finished your drink, but you had better let me drive. We need to stop by a hardware store before we go to the hotel.”


 
Drunk

She blushed again when Jo told her to leave the wet spot as “a monument to everything we stand for.” It made her feel proud of her sexuality – of her womanhood. Who cares if she smells like a woman. Her mind flitted back momentarily to the horrible fight she had had with her husband Greg the night she walked out on him after he had complained that she smelled “like a can of rotting tuna fish.” She had been so hurt, but now, with Jo, she wasn’t ashamed, she was proud to be and smell like a woman.

But when she stood Abi was surprised that she felt so unbalanced. It scared her a little as she was not a drinker. Already this weekend she had drunk more alcohol with Jo than she had in the previous year total. She took Jo’s hand, “I don’t think I want to drink any more. I feel weird.” She stumbled as she walked and this truly embarrassed her in a way that the sexual playing in public did not. As Jo asked for her keys she fished in her purse for them only to drop them on the floor and then try to pick them up. As she bent over she felt like she was going to fall and she leaned her body against the door jam next where she was standing. She looked at Jo pleading as tears began to well in her eyes. “I’m afraid…” she said softly looking at her keys on the floor. Mary happened by at that very moment and bent over and picked up the keys and handed them to Abi with a smile. Abi looked away, embarrassed and handed them to Jo.

"Initiating no conversation, she led Abi back to where she had parked her car. “I’m glad you finished your drink, but you had better let me drive. We need to stop by a hardware store before we go to the hotel.”

They had walked hand in hand to Abi's car. Jo pushed the buttom and unlocked the doors and Abi climbed in the passenger side. Her head was swimming still a bit but she was now beginning to feel sleepy. She heard Jo mention the hardware store, but it didn't register.
 
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Do it Yourself




Josephine drove to the Ace Hardware on East Williamson street. She resisted the urge to narrate the “Willy Street” neighborhood’s hippie past, still evident in the occasional oddly painted house or yard full of abstract sculpture. She instead let Abi doze along the way.

Of course, she had Abi accompany her inside the store. She handed Abi
a shopping basket, and added a suggestion. “Let’s see how quickly you can guess what we’re doing here.”

Josephine headed first for the automotive accessories aisle. It took her a moment to find what she needed. Eventually, pulled from a hook a card holding
a six foot CamJam tie down strap. She turned it over, studied a diagram on the back, and nodded. She dropped it, and three more just like it, into the basket.

Next, she found the section for electrical accessories. Amid a variety of wire staples and cable ties she discovered
a set of five variously colored velcro straps, two centimeters wide by twenty-five centimeters long. She set these into the basket as she smiled predatorily at Abi and chuckled. “These should be perfect.”

As Josephine led them to another section of the store, she stopped suddenly at a display for locking pliers, vices, and clamps. Looking them over for a bit, she finally selected
a pack of two four-inch adjustable locking “C” clamps. Nodding to herself, she set the clamps into the basket.

“As long as we’re getting these,” she told Abi as nonchalantly as might while selecting produce at the market. “We should find some smaller ones, too.”

Exploring the nearby aisles, she found a whole section of woodworking clamps. She picked out
a pack of with two one-inch clamps and one two-and-a-half-inch steel clamps. She set these in the basket and explained. “I only had the smaller ones in mind, but I bet we can come up with something fun for the big one, too.”

Returning to her original route, she went to the aisle with ropes and chains. Ignoring the obvious, she selected
a pack of four one-inch “D” rings and flipped it into Abi’s basket.

“This should be everything we need here,” she told Abi as they walked toward the cashier. “Unless you want to really make things interesting.”




 

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Getting what is needed...

When Jo gently shook Abi awake after she had stopped the car in the Ace Hardware parking lot Abi still felt a little dizzy. But she smiled at Jo and shook her head a little and dutifully followed Jo into the store. She wasn’t exactly sure why they were here or what Jo had in mind.

“Let’s see how quickly you can guess what we’re doing here.”

As Jo began to pick out items and place them in the basket that Abi was carrying it suddenly dawned on her and she blushed deeply. Her first reaction was fear. Jo intended to restrain her! She felt her heartbeat began to get faster and she felt that all too familiar tingle between her legs as a wave of excitement swept through her. She thought she might have an orgasm right there in the middle of the store just from the thought of it.

There was a time in her life when Abi was a part of a group of young adults – both men and women - who did a lot of playing and D/S play including restraining and punishment were a part of this play. She (and others in the group) had been stripped in front of the group several times, even in front of strangers and then tied down on the table or on the bed; she had been tied with her hands tied together and suspended naked from a hook above a door. She had been to parties where she had been tied and spanked and punished. But it had been literally in the distant past when she was still a grad student and found this group of like-minded friends on the campus of Boston University, where she had done her doctoral work.

“These should be perfect.”

Abi looked at Jo wide-eyed, her breathing was ragged and she was trembling. She tried to speak but found that she was unable to say anything in response. She nodded. With each item added to the basket Abi got more and more embarrassed, excited and breathless, fearful and aroused. It all worked together for Abi - embarrassment always equaled sexual arousal and excitement; Being punished or being exhibited were scary and humiliating – and at the same time intensely exciting for Dr. Abigail. She could feel herself begin to drip. Her thighs were soaked and she felt it every time she took a step.

“This should be everything we need here,” she told Abi as they walked toward the cashier. “Unless you want to really make things interesting.”

Abi felt weak at the knees and gave Jo a “deer in the headlights” look. Jo simply chuckled. Abi followed obediently absolutely certain that everyone in the store, especially the cashier, knew exactly what this stuff was for and could smell her arousal. In fact, the pretty young cashier seemed amused and Abi was certain she figured out what was going on, why they were buying these things and that Abi was probably soon to be restrained with them.

Still without a word, Abi pulled her wallet from her purse and with trembling fingers pulled out her credit card and handed it to Jo.
 
To Really Make Things Interesting




Josephine held up her hand, signaling Abi to stop, when she pulled out her credit card.

“Oh, no, Rat,” Josephine objected, using her pet name for Abi. “Put that away. To pay for something, and thereby own it, is a privilege no slave may have. I’ll be paying for everything we do together. This is not generosity on my part. It is, in fact, cruelly demeaning of you, I know. But that’s the way it must be if I am to own you.”

Allowing no debate, Josephine stepped up to the cashier and proffered her own Chase Bank Sapphire Card while Abi unloaded the contents of the shopping basket onto the counter. The smirk on the cashier’s face suggested she understood the intended use of the hardware.

“Oh, I almost forgot,” Josephine said as the cashier began scanning her purchases. “Be right back.”

She returned a minute later with one more item,
a padlock.

Right in front of the cashier, Josephine told Abi: “Now that we have this, Rat, we have one more stop before we get to the hotel. We need to go to a pet store and get you a collar.”



 

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Check Out!



Josephine held up her hand, signaling Abi to stop, when she pulled out her credit card.

“Oh, no, Rat,” Josephine objected, using her pet name for Abi. “Put that away. To pay for something, and thereby own it, is a privilege no slave may have. I’ll be paying for everything we do together. This is not generosity on my part. It is, in fact, cruelly demeaning of you, I know. But that’s the way it must be if I am to own you.”


Abi blushed and sheepishly withdrew her credit card and put it back in her purse. She looked at the cashier who had obviously heard what Jo had said and was standing rather proud with a bit of a smirk. “Yes mistress,” Abi said softly.

Abi could sense the cashier’s eyes exploring her. In fact, Abi was surprised at how interested the cashier appeared to be. Abi looked up and locked eyes with her briefly. She looked to be in her late 20’s and probably not a student anymore. She looked a little severe and very athletic. Her cropped blonde hair was streaked with purple she had a pretty face, and while her figure was obscured with the rather oversized vest the employees had to wear Abi could tell she was a little “round” (as her mother used to say). Abi then started to place the items on the counter and the cashier, Cassie (according to her name tag) began to ring them up.


“Oh, I almost forgot,” Josephine said as the cashier began scanning her purchases. “Be right back.”

Jo rushed off leaving Abi alone with Cassie for the moment. Cassie paused to wait for Jo to return and looked at Abi and smiled. Abi blushed and looked down submissively. “What’s your name?” She asked gently. Abi looked up and responded softly, “I’m Abigail” Cassie nodded as though she were storing the information for future reference. Just then Jo reappeared with the padlock. Cassie took it and finished totally the merchandise, took Jo’s card and finished the transaction. As she handed the receipt and card back to Jo, Jo turned and spoke to Abi,


“Now that we have this, Rat, we have one more stop before we get to the hotel. We need to go to a pet store and get you a collar.”

Cassie nodded and smiled and looked at Abi, then at Jo, “Good luck with her. She is pretty obedient, but obviously needs more training.”

Abi took the bag from Cassie who moved her hand over Abi’s hand as she took the bag.
 
Not Optional




“So many options!” Josephine exclaimed when they found the collar display wall at the pet store.

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“That’s the nice thing about wearing black. Any splash of color — in this case collar color — will look great.... Oh! and some come with matching leashes!”

She stepped up to a pink collar and fingered its stiff leather. Smiling at Abi, she asked: “Would you like something like this, Rat, or do you prefer traditional black?”



 

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Dripping in the pet store... Finding the right leash!

After leaving the hardware store Abi was feeling a bit disoriented. That cashier had clearly figured out what was going on between Abi and Jo and she didn’t hide it. It embarrassed Abi, but also excited her. This was one of Abi’s major life disconnects – like any other normal woman, she avoided and was mortified by being embarrassed. But at the same time being embarrassed (even humiliated) in public excited her sexually to the point that it made her breathless and wet. Because of this she found herself at times desperately craving it. She mused on this as she rode to the pet store sitting in her juices, her thighs and legs wet and her skirt now moist. She could even smell her own excitement which only added to both her embarrassment and her excitement.

Finally Jo stopped at the pet store and led Abi inside to the leashes.



“So many options!” Josephine exclaimed when they found the collar display wall at the pet store.

“That’s the nice thing about wearing black. Any splash of color — in this case collar color — will look great.... Oh! and some come with matching leashes!”

She stepped up to a pink collar and fingered its stiff leather. Smiling at Abi, she asked: “Would you like something like this, Rat, or do you prefer traditional black?”


“I….. ah….” Abi had the urge to run out of the store, but she stood rooted. She had been leashed before, but it had been years ago, when she was an older teenager. It had been a boyfriend who had enjoyed leading her around naked. But that had been the only time she had actually experienced it. Even so, being leashed had been a part of her active fantasy life and had been a part of her online play. She regularly offered to allow various partners to lead her by a leash. But that was fantasy and play acting. This was real. Jo was going to leash her and who knew what Jo had in mind or where she would be led, and in front of who… Abi shivered with excitement as she felt another drop of her arousal drip onto her leg and move down towards her knee.

“I have never been one to wear pink, mistress,” she said confidently but softly. “I prefer the teal, or purple. But if it would please you I will gladly wear the pink or black or any color you wish.” Abi looked at Jo and smiled and nervous smile, she knew she had tears in her eyes as she felt herself drip a few more drops.
 
Risky Business




Josephine examined a number of different collars, some with studs, some with chains. She spent a long while considering a wide red leather collar with four rows of bright steel spikes.

“No, that’s not my mood,” she finally declared. “I feel lighthearted and happy, what people used to mean by ‘gay,’ which I guess still applies in any case.”

Chuckling at her own pun, she made her selection, a purple collar with small white polka dots and rhinestones on both the buckle and heart-shaped pendant hanging from the d-ring. A matching leash completed the set.

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Without consulting Abi, she led the way to the checkout counter at the front of the store.

“Oh, you needn’t put those in a bag,” Josephine told the cashier after she had used a bulky laser gun to scan the price tags on the collar and leash. “Please just cut off the labels. She’ll be wearing them from here.”

As the confused cashier used a scissors to remove the price tags, then looked over the counter for a dog she had not noticed earlier, Josephine again glanced out the window to the parking lot. It remained fairly empty of cars and devoid of people. She decided to take a chance to fully set the mood.

Josephine picked up the collar and secured it around Abi’s throat, tightly enough to hold in place, but not so that it choked her. Then she snapped the leash to the d-ring, and gave a command. “Speak, Rat! Thank the nice lady for selling us your collar.”



 

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Collared

Abi followed dutifully as Jo gleefully picked out the pretty purple leash and collar and then led her to the cash register. She was too nervous to do more than smile at Jo’s jokes and the pun. And she bit her lip as Jo laughed at her own joke.


“I feel lighthearted and happy, what people used to mean by ‘gay,’ which I guess still applies in any case.”

Was she gay? Abi wondered. She had never really thought of herself as gay, but here she is with a woman, dripping all over the floor after having had sex with this same woman already multiple times within the last 24 hours. Yes, she was gay. She nodded and smiled and then followed Jo up to the cash register.


“Oh, you needn’t put those in a bag,” Josephine told the cashier after she had used a bulky laser gun to scan the price tags on the collar and leash. “Please just cut off the labels. She’ll be wearing them from here.”

Those words went through Abi like a knife and she gasped audibly and blushed a deep red. She stared at Jo stunned and speechless.


As the confused cashier used a scissors to remove the price tags, then looked over the counter for a dog she had not noticed earlier, Josephine again glanced out the window to the parking lot. It remained fairly empty of cars and devoid of people. She decided to take a chance to fully set the mood.

Josephine picked up the collar and secured it around Abi’s throat, tightly enough to hold in place, but not so that it choked her. Then she snapped the leash to the d-ring, and gave a command.

Jo had motioned to Abi to come closer to her. Then Jo took and fastened the collar around Abi neck. Abi felt like she was going to faint. She was so embarrassed and so incredibly aroused. She looked up at the cashier who stared at her with her mouth open in surprise. Abi looked away embarrassed, as she felt the tingle between her legs intensify. Her breathing was ragged and she whimpered slightly.


“Speak, Rat! Thank the nice lady for selling us your collar.”

Abi looked at the pretty African American girl and glanced at her name badge, then she bowed her head. Softly Abi spoke, looking at the floor, “Th… thank you Kiya for selling me this pretty collar and leash.” Abi looked up and noticed a big smile grow on the face of the girl as she looked Abi over and then watched as Jo nodded approvingly.
 
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As Good as Locked




Josephine glanced around the parking lot one last time as they exited the pet store. She knew if Abi could see her face, she would recognize Josephine’s own nervousness there, but Abi trailed behind. Josephine had her right arm bent straight up at the elbow and the leash slung over her right shoulder, pulling Abi along.

The parking lot contained few cars and no people. Not that it mattered. Josephine had already taken things too far to back down now. She had to play this through to fully establish the relationship she now knew Abi sought and she herself wanted.

Thus, she led Abi across the parking lot on a leash. She could still feel the store clerk’s eyes on them. The woman had shown initial surprise, then amused understanding. After all, if she had lived in this part of Madison very long, she had seen far more deviant behavior than this.

They had made it about half-way to the car when a Volvo station wagon pulled into the parking lot and straight down the aisle toward them. It stopped to let them pass and Josephine smiled at the distinguished old lady behind the wheel, then laughed at the expression on her face when she spotted Abi behind, led by the leash, a collar on her neck.

Reaching the passenger side of Abi’s car, Josephine unlocked the door and helped Abi inside, laying the end of the leash in her lap. She then walked around the front of the vehicle and climbed into the driver’s seat. She dug into the bag from the hardware store and pulled out the
padlock.

“I bought this to secure your
collar to the leash,” Josephine explained. Her forehead furrowed as she considered the lock. “But, on second thought, it would ruin the aesthetic, especially with that cute little pendant, there. But we don’t need the lock, do we Rat? No matter what, you won’t remove the collar or leash until I say you may, right?”


 
Dominated and Watched

Abi had put the collar on in front of the store clerk and had thanked her obediently. The girl after first reacting rather surprised, then seemed to enjoy watching Abi being dominated and she was smiling a smug smile as Jo led Abi towards the entrance of the store. “Could she smell her wet cunt?” Abi wondered, as she continued to drip down her legs and had now wet the bottom part of the dress. As Jo led Abi out into the parking lot on the end of the leash Abi looked and saw that the girl had followed them to the entrance and was now watching them through the glass windows that made up the front of the store. Abi was almost certain that the girl was squeezing her own boobs but she couldn’t tell for sure. Abi was embarrassed but it also oddly excited her very much and she felt pleased to have been dominated in public and not winced, but was able to obey and maybe, perhaps, even to give the onlooker, the pretty store clerk a little excitement.

Jo led Abi across the parking lot and suddenly Abi saw a car turn and head towards them. Her reaction was to speed up to get out of the way, but she couldn’t as Jo had her on a lease and was lazily leading her across the asphalt. Abi looked up at the car that stopped for them to pass and she saw the shocked look of an older woman behind the wheel. Abi blushed deeply and turned her head away and looked at the ground as she walked feeling a wave of humiliation and excitement again pass through her body settling between her legs with an intensified tingle. She had an urge to reach down and rub, but thought she had better not.

Jo opened Abi’s car door and Abi dutifully climbed in, no longer concerning herself with her wet pussy that had wet her dress and was still running down her legs. The interior of the car now smelled like Abi’s wet and excited cunt. As Abi slipped on the seatbelt Jo extracted the padlock. Abi looked at her confused, but said nothing.



“I bought this to secure your collar to the leash," Josephine explained. Her forehead furrowed as she considered the lock. “But, on second thought, it would ruin the aesthetic, especially with that cute little pendant, there. But we don’t need the lock, do we Rat? No matter what, you won’t remove the collar or leash until I say you may, right?”


Abi shook her head, “No mistress I would never attempt to remove the collar without your express permission.” Abi looked up and Jo was smiling. Abi smiled at her too, “Thanks for the pretty leash and collar mistress.” She said softly.
 
Public Petting




Josephine knew, for the sake of consistency, she should lead Abi into the hotel on her leash. As she pulled into the parking lot under the
Concourse, however, she lost her nerve. When she’d parked and switched off the engine, she turned to Abi with a justification. “It might make the other hotel guests uncomfortable to see me leading you through the lobby on your leash. It would be rude to do that to them.”

She reached over and unhooked the leash. Even rolled up, it did not entirely fit into Josephine’s small purse, so she left it with the leash visible, it’s coils peaking above the open zipper. She decided this would sufficiently inform anyone curious enough to examine them of the nature of their relationship. She just hoped that would not include anyone she knew professionally.

On an impulse, she leaned over and French kissed Abi passionately. She had caught whiffs of Abi’s musk all afternoon, but at this point her sensual scent nearly overwhelmed her. As they broke their prolonged kiss, Josephine chuckled in understanding.

“You could use a bath, Rat,” she suggested, using the pet name she’d adopted almost by accident. “Fortunately, we have the ideal room for that. Let’s go check in. You bring the hardware.”

Now feeling amorous, Josephine held Abi’s hand as they walked to the elevator and took it to the hotel lobby. She let go of Abi’s hand and stepped ahead as they approached the front desk, and spoke to the uptight looking young man standing behind it. “Reservation for Platt, please, in the Governor’s Club.”

She set her purse on the counter to dig out a credit card and the clerk noticed the leash.

“I’m sorry, Ms. Platt,” he said stuffily. “We have a strict ‘No Pets’ policy.”

“It’s Doctor Platt,” Josephine corrected him. “And you’ll have no problem with my ‘pet.’”

As she said this, she turned her body away to let him see Abi standing there with the matching collar around her throat.

“Oh! I...,” the clerk stammered and blushed, then regained his stoic pose. “I see. Well then, the Jacuzzi suite shall suit your needs, I’m sure.”

As Josephine handed him her Sapphire Card, she gave her assurance. “We’ll try to stay quiet and not disturb the other guests.”

Again the clerk blushed. “Will you need help with your luggage?”

“We don’t have any. We’ll have little need for clothes tonight.”

This produced a nervous chuckle from the young man as he returned the credit card. “Well, then... enjoy your stay.”

“We will,” Josephine assured him. “More than I’d bet you can imagine.”

With that, she turned away, took Abi’s hand, and led her to the gold-toned elevator that served the
Governor's Club.


 
Check in!

As Jo drove, Abi watched the city go by. She had no idea where they were going. She didn’t know Madison at all. While she watched the city go by she mused to herself on the scene in the pet store. She wondered what Kiya really thought of her and whether Kiya would want to dominate her too. That thought sent a shiver and a tingle through Abi’s body. And Jo had led her across the parking lot by a leash – they had been seen – “Why do I find this so exhilarating and arousing?” she wondered. “And would Jo continue to lead her by the leash when they got to the hotel?” She wondered. She sighed audibly. “Well, if she did. So be it.” Abi didn’t care. She didn’t care who saw them. She didn’t care what impact it might have on her life. She just wanted to please Mistress Jo. She was surprised when Jo turned to her and removed the leash explaining that it might make others uncomfortable. Abi nodded. “That is probably true.” She thought. A part of her was relieved, but a part of her was disappointed. Abi watched Jo roll up the leash and then was pleasantly surprised when Jo grabbed her gently and pulled her close and kissed her deeply. Abi returned the passionate kiss. It almost made her swoon.



“You could use a bath, Rat,” she suggested, using the pet name she’d adopted almost by accident. “Fortunately, we have the ideal room for that. Let’s go check in. You bring the hardware.”


“Yes mistress!” Abi grabbed the bag with the hardware along with her purse and walked with Jo who reached out and took her hand. They walked hand in hand. There was something so incredibly sweet about this. No one had reached out to hold her hand in a loving manner for years. Abi squeezed gently and felt like she would cry. But then she saw the hotel and she was amazed. As the doorman welcomed them Jo dropped her hand and she wiped her eyes quickly as they walked into the building. They walked over to the check-in counter and they stood together and waited their turn. Jo took Abi’s hand again. Abi looked into her face and in her eyes. She could sense her own eyes filling with tears again.

Our turn came next and Jo walked up to the counter to check them in. Abi stayed a few paces away and watched. She could not really hear what was being said and she wasn’t really paying attention as she was remembering how sweet it felt to have someone take and hold her hand. But then, Jo turned and motioned to Abi and then turned back around. The young clerk seemed to get flustered and Abi blushed by instinct. She could sense that they were talking about her. Finally they were finished and Jo walked back and took Abi by the hand and they walked to the big gold elevators together like a real couple. The doors opened and they stepped inside. The doors closed and they were alone in the elevator.
 
Room with a View




“Don’t close the door,” Josephine suggested to the maid she saw emerging from the familiar entry to the whirlpool suite. She had brought lovers here before. “That’s my room.”

, señora,” the maid replied, standing aside and holding the door wide open. When she looked up, however, the welcoming smile left her face and her forehead furrowed when she saw two women approaching, holding hands. When Josephine dug into her purse for a couple loose dollar bills, the maid’s world-wise eyes darted from the coiled leash there to the matching collar Abi wore.

Gracias,” she said nonetheless politely as Josephine tipped her but, as she and Abi entered the suite and the door started to close behind her, they could here the maid’s grunt of disapproval. “¡Madre de Dios!

As someone who still attended Mass more Sundays than not, Josephine chuckled, picturing how the woman certainly crossed herself as she whispered that exclamation. Still, she had done a perfect job preparing the large rectangular room, with the sitting area near the door and the turned-down bed against the far wall.

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The autumn late afternoon gloom had darkened the low clouds outside, providing a stark contrast to the brightly lit State Capital dome visible through the suite’s large windows.

“The view’s lovely, of course,” Josephine told Abi. “But here’s the best part of the room.”

She led her new pet to the other end of the suite. Across from the bed, an alcove came into view. It held a spacious whirlpool bath, more than large enough and perfectly configured to allow two people to lounge together in its steaming waters.

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The maid had not only filled the tub, but had surrounded it with votive candles floating in sparkling glass cylinders. Josephine now wished she had tipped her more than just two dollars.



 

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Affection

Abi felt a wave of happiness as she stood in the elevator with Jo holding her hand. It was a little thing, but Jo’s expression of affection had deep meaning for Abi and had made her heart beat just a little faster. She hugged Jo’s arm as they stepped out of the elevator. Jo called to the maid. Abi smiled at her, but was met by a scowl of disapproval. Normally Abi might have felt embarrassed but her heart was so full of affection for Jo she didn’t care. As Jo tipped her, Abi thanked her sweetly as she passed into the room.



...they could hear the maid’s grunt of disapproval. “¡Madre de Dios!


As the door closed, Abi burst into a fit of giggles. She took Jo’s hand again as Jo started showing her first the view and then the whirlpool.

“That is really sweet. She even lit the candles for us!” She turned to Jo, “This is a really lovely place. Thank you for arranging it and inviting me.” She felt a little awkward and maybe even a little silly.
 
Actions Speak Louder than Words




“This is a really lovely place,” Abi said as she surveyed the large suite with its exceptional view and large Jacuzzi. “Thank you for arranging it and inviting me.”

“It was my pleasure, pet,” Josephine smiled as she set down her purse, pulled the leash from it, and snapped it onto the collar around Abi’s throat. She then led her by it back to the other end of the large rectangular room where a plush brown leather sofa faced a coffee table flanked by two matching chairs. Leaving Abi standing, Josephine hiked up her dress as she sat on the couch and spread her legs. Wearing no panties, her black garter belt and stockings framed her womanhood, its wet sheen glistening beneath the untrimmed oval of her moderate pubic hair.

“You said ‘thank you,’ Rat,” Josephine employed her playful soubriquet for Abi. “Now show me how much you appreciate it.”



 
Abi demonstrates her appreciation

Jo removed the leash, walked over to Abi, snapped it back on the collar and then led her to the couch. Abi allowed herself to be led willingly and then she stood and watched as Jo sat on the couch, spread her legs wide and pulled up her dress. Abi sighed as she gazed lustfully as Jo displayed herself. “So, beautiful…” Abi whispered. She could see the moisture sparkle in the light off of Jo’s pubic hair and labia. Abi took in a deep breath. She could smell the sweet smell of arousal.



“You said ‘thank you,’ Rat,” Josephine employed her playful soubriquet for Abi. “Now show me how much you appreciate it.”


Abi nodded, “Yes mistress,” and she dropped to her knees and crawled to the couch moving her head between Jo’s legs. She began caressing Jo’s thighs with her fingers and hands, running her fingers over the moist thighs as she gently kissed her way up Jo’s legs. She paused and removed Jo’s shoes and then she resumed. With her tongue she licked and kissed her way up higher and higher. She placed a gentle, chaste kiss on Jo’s lips, then she buried her face in her bush, gently pulling on her hairs with her lips, rubbing her nose in Jo’s pubis and letting her tongue dart in and out in order to taste and explore Jo’s womanhood. At the same time she was moving her hands all over Jo’s body. Abi’s hands explored Jo’s legs and her breasts through the dress. Then she slowly moved her hands down and using her fingers she gently pulled Jo’s lips apart exposing her engorged and wet clitoris. With her lips open now wide, Abi kissed Jo’s clitoris gently at first and then more passionately until her tongue began to dart out of her mouth now aimed directly at Jo’s clitoris. Then Abi sucked Jo’s clit into her mouth and began to gently suck and lick it with her tongue. She continued with her left hand to pull Jo’s lips apart but with her other hand she slowly pushed two fingers inside her. Just in a little and then out, going slightly deeper each time she pushed.

Then Abi pulled her head away, replacing her tongue with the thumb on her right hand in order to massage Jo’s clit, as two fingers on that hand remained embedded in Jo’s vagina. Abi’s face was covered with Jo’s juice and she kissed and wiped her face on Jo’s thighs. After a deep breath Abi then moved her face back between Jo’s thighs and began to lick and suck her now with more intensity. Pushing her tongue into the opening of her vagina, Abi then pushed three fingers in as deep as she could as she sucked harder and faster. Abi wanted to give Jo as much joy and pleasure as she could; she wanted give Jo as intense an orgasm as she may have ever experienced and so Abi took her time, changing up her attention, varying the speed, alternating kissing with licking at various intensities all while being as sensitive as she could to the signals Jo was giving her as to what she wanted and what felt the best. At this moment this was the only thing in her life that mattered.
 
A Favorite Mantra




Each time Abi performed oral sex on Josephine, she improved her ability to please her by what seemed an order of magnitude. Indeed, Josephine would have come rather quickly had Abi not altered her stimulation techniques, keeping Josephine in constant ecstasy, but always changing things enough to avoid letting her build to a climax. Consciously, Josephine felt ready to let Abi continue this unremitting pleasure for as long as she could. Josephine’s body, however, eventually could take no more. She clutched Abi’s hair to hold her head in place and found herself unable to stop essentially humping Abi’s mouth, chanting: “I’m gonna come.... I’m gonna come.... Dear God... I’M GONNA COME....”

After about a minute more of this, she did.



 
Abi's tongue

Abi could sense that Jo was tensing and moving towards her climax even before she started to cry out. She bore down and maintained her rhythm, pushing inside, increasing the speed and pressure of her tongue. Abi felt Jo grab her hair and Abi moved her left hand to Jo’s hip to hold it as Jo went over the edge. She came in several waves and after it was clear that it was subsiding Abi slowed and began to reduce the intensity of her ministrations. Finally she withdrew her tongue and continued to gently kiss Jo all over her womanhood in a worshipful manner - kissing her labia, first one then the other, kissing her thighs, her pubis… planting kisses and little licks all over until finally Abi lay her head on Jo’s thigh and gazed at her beautiful pussy as she gently caressed Jo’s thighs and legs with her hands. Abi’s face was covered with Jo’s juice and Abi lifted her head and took her hand, licked her fingers and then spread the juice all over her face before laying her head back on Jo’s thigh.
 
Moving On




“That was wonderful, Darling, as always,” Josephine whispered once she caught her breath. Then she spoke in a louder, but still gentle, tone. “Now, get up, get undressed — except for the collar — and lay down on your back on the bed.”

Once Abi moved to comply, Josephine herself stood and removed her own dress, but she remained in her garter belt, stockings and boots. Then she found the bag from the hardware store and began arranging the various straps, clamps, and other devices on the night stand next to the king-sized bed.



 



“That was wonderful, Darling, as always,” Josephine whispered once she caught her breath. Then she spoke in a louder, but still gentle, tone. “Now, get up, get undressed — except for the collar — and lay down on your back on the bed.”

Once Abi moved to comply, Josephine herself stood and removed her own dress, but she remained in her garter belt, stockings and boots. Then she found the bag from the hardware store and began arranging the various straps, clamps, and other devices on the night stand next to the king-sized bed.




Abi looked up at Jo from her position on the floor. She smiled, her face glistening from Jo's juice. Without a word Abi stood and unzipped the dress and pulled it over her head. She folded the dress and placed it neatly on the chair and then turned and faced Jo. She had nothing else on, except the collar. She stood there watching as Jo arranged the various hardware. Her nipples erect and her pussy and thighs soaking wet from her own excitement. She felt excited. She had felt a little fear earlier but it was gone now and replaced by excitement and a deep desire to please and obey. Accordingly she stood dutifully and watched her Mistress, her eyes glistening.
 
Slight of Hand

Abi... stood dutifully and watched her Mistress....



Having arranged the supply of straps, clamps, and other devices on the night stand next to the king-sized bed, Josephine glanced back at Abi, who stood in the middle of the suite watching her. Josephine snorted with amusement as she picked up one of the four
CamJam tie down straps. Removing it from its retailing display card, she palmed the cam buckle and folded the six-foot-long strap back to grip its end in the same hand, creating a double three-foot-long lash. She did not know if Abi intentionally defied her, or had simply misunderstood. It didn’t matter. Smiling, she walked back to where Abi waited.

“I said...” Josephine began. Then she quickly raised her hand slightly and flicked her wrist to cause the strap she held to whip around Abi and smack across her buttocks with a sharply stinging slap. “I
said to ‘lay down on your back on the bed’!”


 
Obey




Having arranged the supply of straps, clamps, and other devices on the night stand next to the king-sized bed, Josephine glanced back at Abi, who stood in the middle of the suite watching her. Josephine snorted with amusement as she picked up one of the four
CamJam tie down straps. Removing it from its retailing display card, she palmed the cam buckle and folded the six-foot-long strap back to grip its end in the same hand, creating a double three-foot-long lash. She did not know if Abi intentionally defied her, or had simply misunderstood. It didn’t matter. Smiling, she walked back to where Abi waited.

“I said...” Josephine began. Then she quickly raised her hand slightly and flicked her wrist to cause the strap she held to whip around Abi and smack across her buttocks with a sharply stinging slap. “I
said to ‘lay down on your back on the bed’!”



Abi was so nervous and excited that she had not heard everything that Jo had said. The snap of the whip startled her and she yelped. Tears glistened in her eyes. It had stung. It hurts but soon the sting of the whip turned to warmth that flooded Abi’s loins with desire. She moved quickly and awkwardly to the bed, jumping on it, her breasts bouncing. She lay in her back, naked. Her arms at her side and her legs slightly spread as she looked up at Jo with a mix of fear and lust!
 
Utilizing Technology




The
CamJam tie down straps made bondage delightfully simple. After Abi laid down on the bed on her back as instructed, Josephine took one more look at the diagram on the back of the packaging to make sure she secured them correctly.

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The picture showed the strap connecting to bars at both ends. Josephine secured them to the bedframe at each corner of the king-size bed. She did not wrap the other ends directly around Abi’s wrists and ankles. The way the CamJams tightened, she did not think she could make them inescapable without cutting off the circulation to Abi’s hands and feet. Instead, she bound Abi’s limbs to the straps using the colorful
velcro ties. She then went around the bed, back and forth several times, tightening the cams on the straps until she had Abi spreadeagle on the bed, looking up at the ceiling, totally unable to move anything but her head, fingers, and toes.

“Are you comfortable, Darling?” Josephine asked with a deep, breathy chuckle.


 

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