"Hello, Pearl's Bondage Service, how can I help you?"
She smiled at the friendly voice on the other end.
"Yes, hi, I would like to book a session?"
"Certainly, Miss, is that an assistance home service or full domination?"
"Full domination, please." She licked her lips in anticipation, looking back down at the magazine ad. "Oh and I'd like to book that as an all-nighter."
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The building looked inconspicuous enough. It appeared more like a small shop, except for the posters in the windows and the name sign above the entrance.
Diana pushed open the door and headed towards the reception desk. The busty secretary smiled sweetly and greeted her. Diana recognized her voice from the phone call. After confirming her name and request code, the secretary directed her towards the staircase leading down.
The stairs led her through a sound-proofing glass door into a short corridor, leading up to a wooden door, labelled as "play room". She stopped in front of it, hesitating for the first time. Her heart was beating in her chest, sending shivers through her body based on anticipation alone. Raisin her hand, she was just about to knock as the door opened.
Pearl was significantly shorter than she appeared in the photograph, but no less erotic. Her predatory eyes sized her up with a small smile before she stepped aside, letting her in.
"Welcome. Come on in." she said in a sultry voice. The room was dimly lit, a large bed on one wall, several other appliances on the other and many different bondage items on shelves or hangers on the third.
"Go ahead and undress." Pearl commanded more than offered, closing the door and locking it, before heading towards a table that already had a few items laid out. Diana complied and took off her coat, her shoes, her skirt and her sweater, leaving her with nothing more than a frilly white set of lingerie, which was so thin that it was almost see-through, leaving little to the imagination.
Returning to her, with some items in hand, Pearl looked over Diana's body again, licking her lips.
"You know how to dress for the occasion." she noted as she put a hand on Diana's shoulder, pushing her down onto her knees rather roughly. "You and me are going to have a good night of fun." Brushing her long, dark hair aside, the mistress put a white leather strap around Diana's neck, fastening it tightly, a tiny lock clicking into place.
"I'm sure you know the ground rules." Pearl whispered, leaning down to her client, giving her a good view of her open cleavage, "But just to be extra sure. As long as you wear this" She yanked lightly at the D-ring in the collar. "you will refer to me as 'Mistress' and not talk back to me, are we clear?"
"Yes, Mistress." Diana answered obediently, her heart beating faster. She could already feel arousal seeping through every part of her body.
"Good." Pearl smiled and yanked a bit harder, pulling her slave to her feet. "Then let's waste no time and get started."
Madeline closed the front door. Since Pearl was booked out for the night, there was no point in keeping it open. For the rest of the night, she was on nothing more than phone duty. Opening one button on her top, she sat behind her desk again, sighing softly.
She was still new to this particular business, and the thought of her employer getting busy with the beautiful client from earlier right now, just one floor below her, made her body feel hot, despite the air conditioning.
She shook her head and tried to think about something else, staring at her computer screen. The company logo desktop did not help one bit.
Slowly, her eyes wandered down to a closed application on the bottom bar. She really shouldn't. It was only there for security purposes, she shouldn't.
Madeline looked up at the door, as if someone could enter any moment. Which was impossible.
Her eyes went back to the application. Slowly, the cursor moved over it.
The sheets on the bed were soft and comforting, much more appealing than any other bed she had ever slept in. Although maybe part of that came from her sensitivity. With a satin blindfold over her eyes and the excitement she was already feeling, any touch felt more intense.
Diana's wrists and ankles were locked in white padded leather cuffs, the same as her collar. Rope fed through the small rings on the wrist cuffs tied them to the bedposts, making the young woman spread her arms. Her ankle cuffs were connected and several white bondage straps wrapped around her thighs and calves, digging into her skin lightly.
If she listened closely, she could hear Pearl's steps on the padded floor, as she stepped around the bed, seemingly gathering her next tool. The steps moved closer and she felt a weight on the mattress next to her. She gasped lightly as the mistress' soft fingers touched her belly.
"I hope you're feeling secure, slave." she addressed her, her tone soft but growing harsher at the last word.
"Y-yes. Thank you, Mistress." she brought out, feeling the delicate fingers trace over her body, running along her lower chest and down to her hips.
"Hmm, you are so well-behaved." She could feel Pearl lying down next to her, her fingers tracing up to her modest chest. "It's good to see you know your place." She grabbed at Diana's left breast harshly for a moment, then softly ran her fingers back down. "But just to make sure you won't be rude to me, I have a little present for you."
She sat back up and something jingled lightly. "Open your mouth." she commanded and Diana complied, feeling something pressed against her lips. "Wider." Pearl said strictly and shoved the ballgag between Diana's teeth as she stretched her jaw open. Diana raised her head so the gag could be buckled, breathing out as it dropped back onto the soft pillow.
Madeline bit her lower lip. Her eyes darted around every now and again, as if someone could be watching. The screen of her computer showed live footage of the playroom, from a camera settled nicely into one of the dark corners. The sound quality was poor, but good enough for her to discern everything.
She really shouldn't be doing this. The thought crossed her mind several times, but it was too captivating for her to resist. Watching Pearl and the client, her hand pressed against her crotch and her lips pressed together, she did her best to stay quiet, even though no one would hear her regardless.
Something softly touched Diana's side, something ticklish. She tried to suppress giggles, but was unable to. The soft touch of the feather danced over her belly and her chest, leaving her twisting and shifting, the first levels of laughter building behind her large gag.
"So sensitive... You weren't kidding when you told Maddy you'd be ticklish." Pearl's voice held much more enjoyment than earlier. The playful tone increased Diana's arousal even more.
"So what if I try it here?" The feather moved down and over Diana's thighs, increasing her soft struggling and quickening her breaths. "Hold still now." The mistress pushed her slave's legs into the sheets and let the feather dance down to her feet. As soon as it brushed between her toes, Diana shrieked into laughter and bit down tightly on the gag in a futile attempt to resist more sounds.
Pearl grinned as she picked up Diana's kicking legs, holding them securely under arm. She moved the feather along, brushing the undersides of her slave's toes as she went from gap to gap, twisting and twirling the soft feather. Diana's body spasmed, her arms and legs pulling at the ropes and Pearl's tight grasp, as the laughter - coupled with soft moaning and whining, as well as pitiful attempts at begging - grew louder, tears running down her cheeks from under the blindfold.
The feather disappeared from her feet, but the mistress didn't let up, tickling Diana's soles with her fingers, making her scream and laugh even louder. Soon, any other sensation disappeared from her consciousness, nothing but the soft torture and the helplessness remained, pleasure building up from both and soon begging for release.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Pearl left her feet alone and placed her legs back down onto the soft sheets.
"Now I'll be right back." the playful voice teased, the soft steps moving away as Diana's body was still shaking, building off the laughter and trying to deal with a whole different sensation. The door was unlocked, fell closed and was locked again.
"Y-yes, Miss, thank you for your business. We look forward to seeing you." Madeline ended the call and set the booking with a deep sigh. She had almost been done when her work had pulled her back into reality. Her face a deep red, she pressed her legs together, feeling the dampness between her thighs. With shaking hands, she clicked back onto the camera application, bringing it back up.
"Maddy." She shrieked and jumped in her seat. Pearl was standing at the stairway, her crossed arms pushing her breasts. How did she not hear her coming? The black heels clicked on the tiled floor as the mistress headed over to her secretary's desk. "Are you keeping busy?"
"U-um, I-I, I mean, y-yes, I..." she stammered in a panic, her face turning to an even deeper shade of red.
Pearl turned the computer screen to look at it. "Hm, yes. Clearly." She calmly walked around the desk and with emphasis placed a roll of black bondage tape on the surface. Reaching over, she minimized the camera screen and closed the call system. "If you're this bored, I have something else to do for you." she said sharply.
"I-I'm sorry, I didn't--" Pearl grabbed the panicked secretary's chin and cut her off by roughly stuffing a strapless ballgag between her teeth. She quickly pressed the end of the tape roll over Madeline's mouth, wrapping tape three times around her head before ripping it off.
With surprising strength, she pulled the taller woman out of her chair and pushed her against the wall. Madeline didn't resist as the mistress pulled her arms behind her back, connecting them horizontally, wrist at elbow, and wrapping them in tape as well. Shoving her back into the office chair, she sat on her lap, staring into her eyes as she wrapped more tape around Madeline's upper body and the backrest, pushing out her already large breasts.
"You should be ashamed of yourself, Maddy." she whispered with an amused smiled. "Such a naughty girl." Slipping back off, she wrapped more tape around her secretary's thighs and calves. As she rightened herself again, she tossed the almost expensed roll of tape onto the desk. "We will talk more about this some other time." Leaning in, she placed a soft kiss on the tape gag, sighing softly. "But first, I have something else to finish."
Madeline watched as Pearl walked away, her heart beating against her chest as if it wanted to break out. A frustrated moan was heard over her headset.
Diana almost winced as the door was unlocked again. The steps came back to her.
"Well? Have you calmed down?" Pearl climbed up onto the bed, straddling her slave's thighs. Reaching down, she unbuckled the saliva-covered gag and pulled it out. "Did you enjoy yourself?"
"Yes, Mistress." Diana sighed softly as she could finally relax her jaw. "Thank you, Mistress."
"Yes, I see that." Pearl's fingers ran over the exposed belly and down to Diana's soaked panties, making the woman gasp lightly. "I hope you didn't expense all your energy already... the night is still young." Diana gulped, but didn't get to answer before her mistress' fingers found her breasts again, groping them harshly. "I think you had enough of a break, don't you?" She pulled down the bra, exposing Diana's modest breasts to the air. She leaned further down, her hair falling over her shoulders and tickling her slave's skin as she extended her tongue, flicking the right nipple with the tip.
Diana gasped loudly and bit her lip, her arms pulling at the ropes instinctively. Her breathing quickened again, her heart beating faster and her throat pushing moans and gasps, whether she wanted it to or not. Pearl's fingers, lips and tongue went to work on her breasts, making her nipples harden and her skin crawl with torturous excitement.
The soft fingers ran down over her breasts and across the flat belly, pushing slowly into the frilly panties.
"M-Mistress..." Diana gasped softly, twisting under Pearl's touch. "P-please, Mistress, may I cum?"
"Already?" The enjoyment was clear in her voice. "Are you sure you're ready?" Her fingers brushed over Diana's clit, making her whole body shiver. "Because if you say you'll cum and you don't, I will be very disappointed."
Diana arched her back. "Yes! P-please! Please, Mistress, let me cum!"
Pearl pushed two fingers inside, her thumb continuing to rub Diana's clitoris. With her other hand, she violently groped the left breast, flicking her tongue over the nipple one more time. "Fine then. I'll allow you to cum on the count of five." She bent her fingers and licked her lips, quietly starting to count.
Diana's mind went hazy. She intently listened for her mistress' voice but her own body fought a battle against her discipline, edging her on.
"Five."
Diana arched her back and bent her legs, clenching her fists and curling her toes, her whole body spasming and jerking as she finally let go under a loud, whining moan.
"Th-thank you, Mistress..." she whispered weakly, a tired smile dancing over her lips.
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Despite a hot shower and several hours of sleep, Diana's legs still felt somewhat weak as she walked up to the front door. Turning around, she smiled at Pearl.
"Thank you again. I had a wonderful night." she said gratefully, blushing lightly at the memories.
"Come again anytime. I'm sure we can arrange something."
Pearl watched as Diana left and headed down the sidewalk. Taking her keys, she locked the front door again and headed back to the staircase, heading down and through the glass door.
As she opened the playroom door, a soft whimper greeted her. In the middle of the room, back to the door, a blue-haired woman stood, dressed in black panties, stockings and pumps. Her ankles were forced apart by a long spread bar, her wrist cuffs were connected and raised behind her back, forcing her to bend over. Weights were hanging from her nipples with clamps and drool dropped onto the floor from her ballgag.
"Well then, Maddy." Pearl turned the key in the door. "Let's talk."