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This is chapter II folks!
Chapter II:
“And there we are”, the Dark Lady mused. Her primary target had been so engrossed in her work, that she did not notice the Dark Lady entering her office – or so it seemed anyway:
"Lovely evening, isn't it?“, Christine spoke without looking up. The Dark Lady was impressed. Christine's well-modulated Alto Voice betrayed neither the tiniest hint of surprise nor irritation. "Indeed, it is and it will get even better, not to mention amusing - at least for me“, the Dark Lady smirked.
Christine looked up, displaying no signs of anger or fear, just an expression of polite professional courtesy. The kind of expression, you wear at a business meeting with a difficult but valuable client. "You could have called in advance and made an appointment though. I could have arranged a meeting at a less work related location.”
"I could have. Indeed. But where would be the fun in that? I always found surprises more entertaining you know."
"Well“, said Christine, "as much as I would like to continue our conversation, why don't we get to business. To what do I owe the dubious pleasure of making your personal acquaintance?“
"Straight to the point as usual“ – the Dark Lady chuckled. "Okay then: My Employer wants a warning delivered: “Refrain from the trail of the "Weinstein-Collection“.
"Then why the bother? A polite letter would have sufficed“, Christine said. “I would have even read it – before throwing it into the bin.”
"My Employer thought, a more direct approach necessary, to make his point, a more – how shall I phrase it? - lasting impression. But as we are on tight schedule here, as you say, let us waste no more time.”
"Would you be so kind to get in front of your desk, Christine? And be sure not to make any sudden movements. I get spooked easily, and it would be a shame to use that tranquilizer gun. You would get a really nasty bruise and an equally nasty hang over too.“
"There are two ways, we can do that“, The Dark Lady explained:
Option One: You follow my instructions to the letter and do nothing stupid.“
"And the second option?“, Christine countered,
“I zap you into oblivion and proceed from there”, the Dark Lady replied.
“It may be a little self-serving, but I would prefer your cooperation
lifting dead weight is a tedious job for me and you can enjoy the experience more if you are awake – as much as I do.”
Christine stood up and made her way around the desk. The thought about making a move crossed her mind fleetingly. But The Dark Lady kept her distance. She would never be able to bridge the gap between them in time. The Dark Lady was a Professional after all, Christine had to admit grudgingly.
The Dark Lady gave her the quick once over. The beige business costume fitted Christine perfectly. A white blouse, nude pantyhose and matching High Heels from Louboutin.
„Okay, what do you want me to do?“
"Begin with taking of your shoes“; Christine stepped out of her High Heels. "Nice red Nail polish and those toe rings are beautiful."
"Do you want some too? I can arrange that.“, Christine countered.
"Maybe later. Now your jacket, blouse and skirt. Chop, chop!“ Christine took of her Jacket, folded it neatly and put it on her desk, went on unbuttoning her blouse, without any haste, unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it.
The Dark Lady liked what she saw; the trained and sculpted and chiselled body of an Athlete, a nearly feline grace. "You can keep Bra, Panties and Pantyhose – for the time being" She smiled.
"How very kind of you - and now? “ Christine folded her Arms across her chest, radiating defiance.
"Why don't you do a nice and slow pirouette for me. “ “Up on your toes Prima Ballerina!”
Christine turned gracefully around, under the Dark Lady's watchful gaze. “You have got Talent, you know?” “Look at those perfectly sculpted Calves, those wonderful feet!” "You know, for such a tall woman, you are very agile on your feet."
Christine just rolled her eyes.
"Take this and insert it in your pussy“ The Dark Lady threw a torpedo shaped object in her direction. Christine caught it and turned it over in her hands. Whatever Material this tool was made of, it was no ordinary metal, a soft pliable surface with a round plate at the end. She inserted the object in her Vagina, without breaking eye contact. It felt strange. The object seemed to move.
"Does it fit nicely? “ The Dark Lady asked, obviously sensing the discomfort of her prey, while Christine pulled her panties and pantyhose up. “Getting all of your personal measurements, and I mean all, was no easy feat.”
"You see, this little toy is state of the art. It will mould itself to every aspect of you anatomy, making it impossible to dislodge. The pad at the rear end will press against your clitoris. It will vibrate randomly. “
She threw a Christine a knotted rope. "Wrap it round your waist once, tie it, pass the ends between your legs and secure it at the back. I have pre-tied it with all the knots in the right places. “Christine did as told. She drew in a sharp breath as she tightened the knotted rope
"We will see later, if I can adjust it a little. Seems a little lose, if you ask me. “The Dark Lady chuckled. „For now, why don't you set your delectable ass on the floor? “Christine looked up, at the command.
“Take some of these ropes and tie your legs: Ankles, calves, below the knees, above the joint and around your thighs! I want a nice and symmetrical job. Don't waste your time looking at me, go on!“
Christine took the first rope and, found its centre and tied her ankles together. 15 Minutes later: "Nice and tidy. You really could work as professional rigger“, The Dark Lady commented.
"Up now, stand up before your desk. Time is Money“
Getting upright with your legs tied in five places was no easy task, but Christine managed it. She stared at her Nemesis. "Turn around, hands behind your back.", came the swift command.
The Dark Lady produced two bondage mittens. The mitts had a small buckle at the wrist section which she tightened to lock the mitts in place. Christine winced as the buckle was secured and tried wriggling her fingers.
The mitts were thickly padded and severely limited the movement of her fingers. That combined with the silky smoothness of the fabric on both the inside and outside of the mitts meant that trying to pick something up almost impossible rendering her hands useless.
"Do you like them? These were custom made too. Only the best for you.“ The Dark Lady grinned. My employer spared no money and effort to accommodate you. Keeping your precious hands safe is a top priority for him!“
“He would like you to play a Recital of Chopin – only for him.”
"I don´t do private Recitals“, Christine muttered, a little less defiant than before.
"Do I detect a little annoyance here?“ You really should be more grateful my Dear.“ In the next fifteen minutes the Dark Lady tied Christine’s wrists and her elbows, beneath and above the joint. A breast harness followed. All tight and snug, the knots well out of reach.
"Didn't I do well? You do not need to answer, the question was merely rhetorical, I admit !“
The Dark Lady turned Christine around: "Apropos answering, one thing is missing. Any Idea what? No? Cat got your tongue? No quip this time?”
It doesn't matter. You´ll see in a moment!“ "You know waht they say? "Women should be seen and not heard, especially intelligent and beautiful ones?"