*BookAddict & Jenny both shake
their heads and thin slivers of drool
drip from their open mouths. A
beautiful sight indeed.*
Mark: Well, at least you had
champagne, BA. Poor Jenny, here,
has drunk nothing but water since
she arrived at the stables.
Apologies for the additives, but
they made you both a bit more
‘pliable’ for the rope experts. We
tend to sneak them in the drinks
because women have this thing
about hypodermics and fainting…
*Mark pauses for a second and
drinks in the succulent sight of the
two nubile women, ready and
waiting for whatever whim might
take him.
You do look delightful tied
together like that, facing either
other with your mouths only the
slightest breath of a kiss away from
one another. I like the way he’s
tied your hands behind each
other’s back, too. They look quite
helpless resting above those
beautiful backsides. My evening
has just improved considerably,
but I digress. You’re here for an
interview, I believe, BA? Well, ask
away…
*He stares wickedly at her bridled
mouth and winks.
BookAddict:*Mumbles garbled
nonsense through her bit and tries
to shake her head in annoyance,
but the ropes encircle her whole
body tightly, including her neck,
and she can do little more than
look at him pouting. The silence
goes on for more than a minute and
seems interminable.*
Mark: Fine. I’ll be
charitable. *Approaching
BookAddict from behind, he
unfastens her bridle and whilst he
doesn’t remove it entirely, he lets
the bit slip from her teeth so that
she may speak something other
than nonsense. *
BookAddict:*Licks her lips and
clears her dry throat, swallowing
several times before her throat has
enough lubrication to speak.
*Please untie me, Sir.
*He deftly unfastens the back
closure of her bra single-handedly.
Taking a penknife from his pocket,
he cuts the straps in two places to
enable him to remove the black
lacy fabric from between the ropes.
Sliding it out gently, he lets his
thumb caress the tip of BA’s
already neatly pointed nub. *
Aroused so soon?
*He raises his eyebrows. *
Mark: What, and spoil all my fun,
not likely! Ask your questions
young lady or you’ll be forced to
undergo a forfeit of my choosing,
and in case you haven’t heard, I
like playing games. I think you’d
look very cute with a nice, long,
horse-hair tail in your ass, don’t
you? Jenny seems to love it.
Jenny:*Shakes her head
vehemently and looks murderous,
her tail swishing from side to side
as it hangs over the ropes holding
up her ass and falls towards the
floor. *
BookAddict:*Swallows in a rather
strangled fashion*
How did you become interested
in BDSM, Sir?
*Feeling her breasts rub against
Jenny’s, she can’t help but squirm
in her bindings. *
Mark: Let’s just say that I learned
from the bottom up. By the way, if
you’re asking personal questions,
you automatically acquire a
forfeit. *Laughs at her immediately
stricken face. *
Hmm, what shall we start with? I
think that you’d look adorable with
those breasts of yours bared and
we could adorn them with some
pretty nipple clamps, to match
Jenny’s.
That’s very amenable of you. It
will make these beauties pinch a
little bit more, but it can’t be
helped.
*Pulls a pair of gold filigree nipple
clamps complete with tiny, tinkling
bells from his pocket and attaches
the first, listening carefully. *
BookAddict:*Gasps softly as the
clamp settles neatly over her
pointed tip and begins to bite. *
Mark: Hmm, not good enough.
*Tightens the clamp until he can
hear her moan in torment bef