"Cannonball!!" The shouted cry brought squeals and laughter from the half dozen university students who were already swimming near the dock. The jumping boy hit the water in a fountain of spray, eliciting a couple of his nearest friends to begin wrestling with him as he came up for air. More laughter filled the air as a general melee began between the group of friends. One of them broke off for a moment and waved at the last figure still standing on the dock, "C'mon in Tess! Water's fine!"

Tess waved back with a chuckle, "I can see that. But I think Auntie Jane may need help with dinner so I'm gonna go back up and see."

"I thought Penny was helping?"

Tess shrugged, "If we wanna eat at midnight then I guess I can leave Penny to talk Auntie's ear off." The other girl giggled and Tess grinned, "Back in a bit!"

Tess began making her way up to her Aunt's cottage. Cottage was perhaps not quite the right word, as the house, itself rather large, also extended into the hill it was built on by the lakeside. Auntie Jane's property extended out quite a ways, so it was also a rather private place. Only a few other cottages were built on the sizable lake. A nice retreat away from the hustle and bustle of everyday life, as Jane would remark. Jane spent at least half the year squirreled away up here, and insisted on being present to 'chaperone' any of Tess' visits. Not that she was overly concerned about them getting out of control, and she had made it clear she would exercise a light touch.

Tess finished climbing up the wooden stairs built into the hill side, and entered via the patio door. The main table was set for supper, large covered bowls and platters of barbequed meat, corn on the cob, and jugs of juice. Tess looked around. There was no sign of Jane or Penny. Tess closed her eyes for a moment and gave a weary sigh. Of course.

She turned around and trooped down to the basement, going over to the far wall that had a solid line of bookcases completely covering it. Tess walked straight over to the right hand side, fiddled with a couple of the books there, and then triggered a switch. The bookcase swung out on well-oiled hinges, revealing a small antechamber with a padded bench and a small end table. Tess noted the sealed plastic package of clothes on the end table, and the two pairs of sandals stacked off to one side, near the far door. She walked over and carefully turned the latch, quietly pushing the door open.

The door swept back, propelled by Tess' careful grip, to reveal a fully kitted out dungeon. An array of implements, play structures, and wardrobes filled Tess' view, but she ignored them to focus on the two figures in front of her. Auntie Jane had doffed her casual clothes from before, wearing an alluring latex top and drop dead sexy boots. Her dark brown, almost red, hair framed her face as she looked up towards the door from the kneeling figure of Penny. Penny had most certainly changed her outfit, in that she was completely naked. Her arms were strapped into a boxtie armbinder that Tess was very familiar with, and her legs were secured into a frogtie by thick straps. As Tess padded closer she noted the strap of a blindfold along the back of Penny's head, a head that was presently buried between her Auntie's legs. Tess cocked her head with a questioning eyebrow raise as she got within touching distance of the two woman.

Jane smiled, "Not to worry hun." She stroked a finger along Penny's ear, and tapped a rubbery protrusion, "She's got my special earplugs in. State of the art. Unless I press this little button here, she is deaf to the world." She ran her hand through the girl's hair, continuing down to make small circles along her shoulders. Penny gave a muffled moan and squirmed a little in her bonds as she continued to lick and kiss at Jane. Tess couldn't help but feel a little thrill at seeing her cute friend so completely reduced to her Auntie's plaything. She gave her head a little shake and met Jane's knowing look.

"I thought we were up here to have fun and relax?"

"We are dear. You in...ooooo....in your way, and me in mine." She brought up one leg to use it to pull the girl in closer, rubbing her boot across her back, "You'll need to make excuses for her, I think." Penny had begun to moan more as Jane 's boot settled on her back and Jane held up a hand as Tess made to respond and keyed the remote, "Don't get distracted my sweet little slut, you have a job to do. Make your mistress cum." She released the button and gave a slightly unsteady chuckle as Penny drove her tongue into her.

Tess had to take a moment to make certain her voice wouldn't quaver as heat shot through her, "Family?"

"She did tell me she might have to cut the visit short on account of some family issues. Perhaps I drove her back in. I'll be back in the morning." Jane moaned and began massaging her own breast, her eyes alight with pleasure. Her other hand was playing with Penny's dark hair, gathering it up into a flowing strand that she ran her hand through. Tess noted the black leather collar that was locked around the girl's neck. Ah. So that's what this is going to be. Not just a one night play session.

Tess gave a soft sigh, "I was rather looking forward to her and I talking over this long weekend you know. I haven't gotten the chance for a month."

Jane shrugged, "You are welcome to chat with her once she's properly run in." She suddenly made a fist in Penny's hair, drawing a happy squeal from the girl, "Ooooo...Shouldn't take thaaaat long." She moaned and thrust herself into the girl's mouth as she licked and slurped at Jane, "Mmmmm, You can carry on all manner of conversations then. But she stays bound and collared until I say otherwise. House rules."

Tess gave another sigh, but nodded, "Are you keeping her long?"

"Well before we got on to the topic of sex and kink, little miss chatterbox here was moaning away about some cancelled cruise that she was supposed to go on." Jane's voice was breathier now, her leg flexing against Penny's back, "I think she'll enjoy herself more here than moping around at home, but I'll give her the choice when her friends leave at the end of the weekend."

Tess nodded thoughtfully. There was little point in arguing with Jane. She had her House Rules after all, and Penny would probably ultimately enjoy the ministrations of Auntie Jane. One temporary kidnapping was hardly something to be upset over if access to the cottage was on the line. And Tess knew that if she really made a fuss over this she would just end up in a collar herself, bound and tucked away until she 'reconsidered.' Auntie Jane had made that quite clear in the past.

Tess' summers as a child had been spent often enough at her Auntie's cottage, where there were large games of cops and robbers, or Cold War Spies, or even simply Viking raiders. A collection of kids would play, ranging over the expanse of the property. Once someone was caught they were escorted back to Auntie Jane who was always the neutral Jailer. She would bind the new captive and leave them in the basement where they could be freed, or not, by their comrades. The games often lasted all day, with many of the players spending multiple periods bound and squirming around until they were freed. Once her friends had left Tess, who almost always was still tied up, would snuggle on the couch watching movies while Auntie Jane massaged her to sleep.

Jane's House Rules had taken shape during Tess' teenage years, and had often grown in response to Tess' actions. Sneaking alcohol in without telling Auntie, bringing a boy back unsupervised, throwing parties for her friends without Jane being present, all these developed as things that would result in Tess being punished. Sometimes the punishment was as simple as being bound and put in her room for a "time out". Many other times she would be bent across Auntie's knee for a spanking, followed by a strict hogtie. She would often have to wait hours before Jane returned to ease the gag out of her mouth to receive her babbled apologies. Bedtime had been enforced through the simple expedient of binding her to the bed. For all that the idea of not going to Auntie Jane's cottage in the summer never entered Tess' mind. Not even after hours of enforced bondage. It was just far too much fun.

It was when she was a teenager that Tess had started to notice the more...adult aspects of Auntie Jane's bondage skills. Not practised on her, but after her sweet sixteen birthday, the previously used ropes and duct tape were gradually supplemented with leather belts and straps. As well, her Aunt seemed to have re-entered the dating scene, or least was more open about having someone over at the cottage when Tess was around. Tess hardly saw them anyway, just extra pairs of shoes in the closet, perhaps a bag or two tucked away in a bedroom. Whenever she asked after them, she was told they were resting, or out, or taking a bath. Looking back, they had almost certainly been locked away in Jane's soundproofed dungeon, their date night or club meeting extended and expanded upon by Jane's well practiced methods.

Tess had only discovered the dungeon the weekend after her graduation. Jane had invited her up for a celebration and, in the course of movies, champagne, and giggling reminisces, had offered to show Tess her 'dating room'. Tess, who already had her hands tied after losing a bet, had agreed. She had been over the moon when she was led into the room, rushing from place to place and marveling at teh abundance of toys and gear that her aunt had assembled. Jane had allowed her time to get over the wonder of the new place, and then sat her down and explained what she wanted. Tess would be introduced to the world of BDSM over the course of the weekend. Going forward, and provided she performed well and demonstrated an aptitude over the weekend, she would be allowed to play in the dungeon, and have full access to the cottage provided Jane was present. In return Jane got to play with any of Tess' friends who she took a fancy too, and Tess would assist her as she needed.

Tess had agreed in a heartbeat, enthralled with the new world that Jane had revealed to her. That first weekend had been everything she had wanted, but never known enough to want. She had been dressed, bound, pampered, and trained for two glorious days. She had begged to stay as Jane had begun to untie her on the Sunday evening and had won a loving chuckle, a pat on the head, and instructions to return some other time. Jane had a date, and her date had an appointment with her dungeon. 

Tess smiled in reminiscence, her hands aching to reach out and touch Penny as the girl squirmed and squealed and moaned in front of her. She opened her mouth and Jane chuckled, "I'll let you play with her sweetie, but only when your friends are gone. You came here to relax, and that's what you'll do. So go be a gracious host and let them know Penny and I are gone." 

"Will she be the only one? It'll make things easier..." Tess arched an eyebrow, and crossed her arms to keep her hands from twitching towards Penny.

Jane grinned while breathing a little quickly, "Probably. She makes for a delightful little playmate. Unless I wake up tomorrow in the mood to play with a cock. Then I'll need a boy toy. Maybe the shy fellow with the glasses." Jane tilted her head back and moaned, pressing the girl's face deeper into herself, "He seems quite sweet."

"Adam? He is. If you do take him, don't go too rough on him." Tess frowned a little, "He's...just be gentle with him."

Jane widened her eyes, "Moi? Come now dear, I know precisely how to introduce shy boys like him to my games." She stiffened then and let out a short sharp gasp as Penny seemed to hit a particular spot. She keyed the button, "Make...mmmm...meeee cum, my little pet!" and for nearly a minute there was no more talking as she rode Penny's face to a shuddering orgasm. Penny continued to lick and worship her, even as she came down from her orgasmic high to resume the conversation. Auntie Jane had clearly made her wishes clear. There would be no stopping until she was told to stop.

"Well, ooooo, Adam's probably safe for tomorrow at least." Jane rested her hand on the top of Penny's head, "She's proving to...mmmmm...be an excellent pet..." She stroked Penny's hair, massaging the bound girl's scalp as Jane smiled up at Tess, "Now, go make our excuses. I'm going to spend the next few hours wringing orgasms out of my pretty Penny." She hooked a finger through the girl's collar and hauled her up to deliver a deep and lasting kiss.

Tess flushed a little at her imaginings of what Penny was going to be put through, a few errant thoughts considering what she might have Penny get up to when Jane allowed her to be played with. As her Aunt continued with her domineering kiss, Tess slowly backed out of the room and carefully shut both doors. She checked to make certain the bookcase had returned properly, and then headed back upstairs.

Tess just reached the main floor when her friends came trooping in from outside, laughing and chattering. A few of them still were drying themselves off as they began to crowd around the table.

"Oh, Tess!" she turned to find Adam raking a hand through disheveled hair, "Have you seen Penny?"

"Auntie Jane left a note," Tess replied, sinking into a seat, "Penny had some family stuff come up, so she's driving her back to town. Probably be gone until tomorrow morning, but I don't think Penny is gonna make it back."

"Ah, dang." Adam scrubbed at his face a bit before collapsing into the chair next to Tess, reaching for some food. "I was kinda hoping to get a ride back with her at the end of the weekend. Hope whatever she's dealing with ends up being alright."

"I'm sure it well," Tess reassured him, thinking of the orgasms that Auntie Jane was undoubtedly pulling from Penny at this very moment, "Worst case, I'm sure Auntie Jane would love to give you a ride."

Tess internally squealed as Adam's face indicated a slight blush creeping into his cheeks. He ducked his head a little and, after stuffing a mouthful of food inside, managed a muttered, "I don' wanna be too muff troubble..."

Tess shook her head, "You won't be." Her mind was filled with thoughts of rubber and leather. Of cuffs and collars. Of gags and plugs. Of seduction and enticement. Of capture and enslavement. "No trouble at all."