After the awkward lesson, Michelle's leg straps were loosened again so she could walk. Raph led the women to the dressing room, again holding April's neck chain, while she held Michelle's. Both women were released of all the items they were wearing to be able to shower. April saw then Michelle's face for the first time. She had no scars above her neck and she was quite pretty. Her hair was cut to just below her chin, if also plastered to her face because of the sweat. For their part both Michelle and Raph were impressed by April's spectacular shoal of fishes. The women finished their shower and then, completely naked went to the toilet. April knew that she shouldn't be showing her body in front of two strangers but after what she had heard, seen and done, it didn't feel like it mattered at all.

After doing the toilet businesses April was explained how to put healing salve on Michelle's fresh wounds. Massaging a naked, beaten, stranger woman's buttocks was only one more awkward moment to add to the list. With that done both women were made to put on their respective chastity belts. Michelle mentioned that even if hers was bigger and heavier, it had been custom made to her exact size and it was actually comfortable. With the belts on, they put on equal grey jumpsuits over which chains like the ones April was wearing before were applied, except that this time the handcuffs weren't attached to the waist. Again the zippers were held open, April's chest being much more appealing to the eye. At last, after putting the collars back on, they were led to the kitchen where they had a good breakfast. They barely talked because the collars were on and they were supposed to be in performance, but there was a friendly atmosphere. For April it was rare but didn't feel wrong. She wasn't much of a talker anyways, and preferred to listen and learn.

After breakfast Raph fastened the women's handcuffs to the the belt and took them on a stroll around the town. Again they did a line where Michelle was the last and April in the middle. The point of the stroll was making Michelle move her muscles a bit after almost all day and night in tight bondage, but it was a good excuse to show April around and tell her a few funny stories. She was worried that a car would pass by and see her underdressed and in bondage but didn't happen, as it was a dead town used like a semi-secret kinky hotel. Michelle didn't talk at all because she loved being led like that, and because of the danger of being seen, that would be humilliatingly sweet, had her in a state of arousal and absent mindedness, that some people called subspace. The stroll wasn't very long, as the town was small, but it lasted because both women had very limited movement due to the shackles.

After the stroll he took the women back to the cells. They both were put in the same bed and both neck chains were padlocked to the same eyebolt above them. Of course Raph locked the door closed before leaving them alone. As the bed was very small they had to press their bodies together but all the time one of them had half of her body out of the mattress and about to fall, so at last they decided to sit instead.

-You smell of arousal.- April told Michelle. She had noticed it a while ago and didn't mention it for decorum, but then she felt that at that point they could talk about anything.

-You too, darling.- They locked at each other for a moment and being sitting together, shoulders touching, their faces were very close. For April made sense kissing Michelle at that very moment and she did so, softly on the lips.- When I'm here Raph dedices who kisses me, and outside nobody does, so you being so spontaneous feels very good, if slighty inappropriate.

-Why?

-Because there is a hierarchy here and I'm at the bottom. Kisses are for equals and I'm not your equal.- April gave her another longer kiss.

-If I'm above you maybe you shouldn't tell me what to do.- April replied with a frown.

-Clever girl.- Michelle blushed and smiled.

They made a bit of small talk. Michelle didn't want to tell specific details about her life outside for some reason, and since it mostly didn't affect the game they were playing, April had no right to force her. Instead she talked about her own life and what had taken her to that weird hotel. Michelle asked a few questions but didn't show approval or disapproval. Of course compared to her story, April's was quite boring. After a couple of hours Raph came back to take April to the kitchen where she was asked to help cooking lunch.

-Do I smell of arousal?- April asked suddenly.

-Oh, yes.- He replied between laughs.

-Are you doing that thing of tease and denial you said yesterday?- April asked after giving it a thought.- Because I'm not a masochist.

-Yesterday I said that it can be used as a form of torture for masochists. But not only. It can be used in a different way with non masochist submissives.

-And that's what you are doing with me?

-Well, no. I'm not teasing you, you are horny by your own means.- That was true.- But if I were it would be to motivate you to seek more pleasure, in exchange of which I could demand you to do things. As you know though, that's not the agreement we signed. Don't blame me for your hornyness.

-Then let me...!- She remembered that she wan't supposed to yell.- Why aren't you letting me masturbate?

-As a sub you are not supposed to control your pleasure, because that's the whole damn point. If you want to masturbate ask me permission. I have no reason to deny it.

-I don't see why I should ask permission, is my own body.- April mumbled. Raph rolled his eyes and shrugged his shoulders.

Later Raph and April ate on the table in the middle of an unidirectional tense silence. Instead Michelle was made to eat on her knees on the floor, straight from the dish as her arms were still bound. For that the food was cut in tiny pieces. April would hate to be forced to do that, but Michelle was loving the humilliation, more so in front of a stranger.

Raph had very specific plans for the afternoon and so after cleaning the dishes, resting a bit and the mandatory visit to the toilet, they were put in motion. First April was made to put on the chosen equipment in the dressing room. It started with a pair of black latex stockings that reached to the tmiddle of her thigh and also a pair of gloves to the middle of her upper arm. While she put on those Raph opened briefly her chasity belt and inserted a small butt plug, slightly bigger than a finger, up her ass. She had had her boyfriend's penis up there many times and she could take it without trouble. The belt was quickly locked shut again. She noticed that a long wire hung from the plug.

Then Raph helped her put on a pair of tight leather trousers that wouldn't let her walk comfortably. The collar was removed to put on a tight latex mask with two holes for the eyes and a big one for both mouth and nose. A different collar was a applied that was much wider and wouldn't let her turn her head. A bunch of straps attached to the upper part of the collar were cinched vertically around her head, two at the front and three around the back. Both collar and head harness, as April later knew it was called, were padlocked shut.

April was told to toy with her nipples until they got hard and right then a pair of strings were tied around them from which hung a pair of small bells. With the nipples adorned April put on a thick leather jacket and zipped it closed leaving the collar on sight. Then Raph helped her put on a pair of mid calf leather boots that had platform soles and long heels. Two leather cuffs were placed on her ankles, above the boots and two more on her wrists above the gloves, and all four of them were padlocked. The final touches were a blindfold that was fastened to the head harness and padlocked, and an ample panel gag that covered almost half of her face. She couldn't see it but she noticed that in the middle of the panel there was a protusion shaped like the tip of a thick penis that filled her mouth well enough without being uncomfortable. At last she was made to carry a heavy backpack. She didn't see that the wire of the butt plug was connected to an apparatus inside of one of the backpack's pockets, but she indeed felt that the plug started to vibrate softly. To make sure that she didn't spoil her own chances of having fun again, her wrist cuffs where padlocked together under the backpack.

Then it was Michelle's turn, who had been sitting on a bench, watching everything. Attaching a leather leash to the front of April's collar, Raph handed it to Michelle, and grabbing the older woman's neck chain, led both of them to his own office, passing through the reception and through a corridor that Jullia hadn't seen yet. Michelle knew exactly what was going to happen and her pussy was gushing only thinking about it.

Raph touched a button under his desk and hatch on the floor, about one square meter, opened slightly. Underneath there was what looked like a safe box with a classical dial, which he opened as well. Ensuring Michelle's silence with a ball gag, he helped her getting in the box and kneeling in the right place. A chain hanging from each wall was padlocked to rings on her collar. With all four in place her head had very little room for movement. Without a single word he closed the lid of the box, leaving her inside gushing and breathing hard. When he put the dial in the right position tens of spikes sprouted from the box' four walls all around Michelle. They weren't sharp enough to punture her skin or her clothes but they would certainly hurt. Between the chains and the spikes she was nearly immobile. She knew that she would be there for hours enjoying the sweet pain and discomfort, and the humilliaton of being abandoned. She felt a perverse but intense love for that box. Raph closed the hatch again, like always, hoping that nobody came and found his client and friend in such a vulnerable position, despite all the security measures.

With that done he guided April to yet another area, the garage, again passing through reception. There were two cars aside from April's, and a potent motorbike, but she couldn't see them. He made her sit on the bike and placed a helmet on her head, as well as his own. She immediately noticed that sitting the vibrations of the plug felt stronger and were transmitted to her pussy, both through the wall of flesh separating both, but also through the metal of the chastity belt. Then Raph sat on the bike in front of her, uncuffed her hands, and recuffed them again in front of his waist. The ride could start.