Authors: Sam McCarthy
Within 30 minutes we were in a tiny boutique. The staff here knew us well, and they treated us like we were royalty, knowing full well that Dominic would spend an obscene amount of money during every visit. They had racks of beautiful lingerie and cover dresses adorning the walls, though nothing was ever handed to me from the rack. Dominic preferred to tell them what he was looking for and they either found it or made it especially.
I sat on the chaise while Dominic chatted to the manageress. I knew better than to get involved in this conversation. Here I was expected to be completely subservient. I had to sit and wait for him to call me. He would find the perfect pieces and then I would be expected to let the staff dress me in them ready to parade myself in front of him. The first time we came here I was nervous and a little intimidated. The thought of young women dressing me in fetish clothing was something I had never dreamed I would be experiencing, yet here I was, totally at ease with the situation and happy for him to take charge.
I watched him intently as he finished his conversation and looked in my direction. He moved slowly towards me.
“They are ready for you Elise.” He told me and I stood slowly. I moved to walk past him towards the changing area and he grabbed my wrist as I passed.
“I think you will like this one. It’s stunning.” He whispered.
“I hope I can do it justice then.” I told him, lowering my eyes.
“You do justice to anything you wear Elise.” He winked as he released my wrist and I moved away smiling at the two girls that were waiting for me. One of them opened the door for me and I went inside with the two of them following me in and letting the door close behind us. I took a deep breath as they both stood there smiling.
“So... What do you have for me today then?” I grinned. These two girls had been dressing me for Dominic for the last six months and we had established a good friendship, well, as much of a friendship as the circumstances allowed anyway.
“He has outdone himself this time Elise.” Callie spoke first. “In all the years I have been dressing his slaves, he has never come up with anything quite so beautiful.”
I sighed. There was no getting away from the fact that I wasn’t the first. But from what I had heard, I was different. He took extra special care of me. He treated me like bone china when we were in public. He acted as if I were the most important thing is his life, and that was something the girls had never seen before.
Louisa moved to the back of the room and opened a large box. In her hands she held what looked like a bundle of white rope. I looked puzzled as she approached me with it.
“Don’t be put off by how it looks now.” She told me with a wink.
I undressed, draping my clothes over the chair in the corner of the room. I turned to face Callie and Louisa as naked as the day I was born and they started to dress me.
The rope was soft, silky and gentle against my skin. I quickly came to realise that it wasn’t just a bundle of rope, and as they placed it against my skin and turned me so that they could wind it around my curves and tie it all together, I could tell that this was going to be an outfit unlike anything I had ever seen before.
They continued to bind and wrap me for a good 15 minutes before stepping back and admiring their handy work. I felt restricted, and uneasy about moving. Callie reached for a pair of shoes, adorned with the same silky white rope which she wrapped around my ankles and calves pulling tightly and knotting it so neatly that you couldn’t tell where the rope ended.
Louisa was grinning. I couldn’t help but smile back at her.
“So how do I look?” I asked.
“You look absolutely incredible Elise.” She replied. “You are the stuff his dreams are made of.” She laughed. “He is going to be thrilled when he sees you.”
I felt amazing. The rope moved and chafed slightly with my every move, heightening the sensation on my skin. Every fibre of it was touching me somewhere and it was a strange but incredible feeling.
“Move forward Elise. We need to see if we have the tension right.” Callie stepped back and encouraged me to move towards her. I tentatively took a step, expecting the rope to feel restrictive, but it didn’t, it felt perfect, like it was designed to hold me comfortably rather than stop me from moving. With every step I took the rope shifted against me teasing and tormenting me. My nipples were left uncovered and already they were beginning to peak and protrude from the rope tight against my breasts.
I looked into Callie’s eyes as I reached her.
“Oh my fucking god!” I told her. “I think you have the tension just perfect.” We laughed as I walked around the room continually, my confidence in the rope increasing as I did so. We were interrupted by a knock on the door.
Both girls stepped back and I turned to face the door, adopting my position in the centre of the room as Dominic entered.
He took a sharp breath in. Without even looking at the girls he spoke.
“Thank you girls.” He nodded whilst still staring at my bound body. “Your presence will be required at the club tonight to dress Elise. I will send a car for you at 7pm.”
They bowed their heads as they left the room.
He stepped closer to me. I waited for him to speak, to offer his approval. Instead he silently reached into his pocket and took out my collar. He leaned in and fastened it around my neck.
“Now you look perfect.” He said, stepping back again and looking over every inch of my body in scrutiny.
“Turn around...” he licked his lip. “Slowly.”
I turned on my heel and slowly rotated myself around 360 degrees, making sure I took long enough so that he could take it all in. When I faced him once more he wasted no time at all. He stepped forward and grabbed me by the neck, pushing me back against the wall and thrusting his knee between my thighs forcing them apart. I cried out as the rope slipped between my folds and now pressed against my already swollen clit.
“Do you have any idea what you are doing to me right now?” He panted as he squeezed my neck. “You are driving me totally fucking insane.” He released his hold on my throat and I took a sharp intake of breath, as he lifted both of my arms above my head and clamped both wrists in his hand against the wall. His other hand he lifted and pulled at my left nipple while bowing his head and biting down hard on the right.
I bit my lip and pushed my hips forward in an attempt to offer myself some release, I had an overwhelming urge and the rope tightening against my sensitivity was not helping matters. He released my nipples and lifted me by my backside against the wall, cupping my cheeks with his hand he ground himself against me and buried his face in my neck, mumbling against my skin.
“I can’t wait to be inside of you.”
He rocked against me and it really was too much for me to handle. I thrust back against him, feeling every tiny touch of the fibres against me. I came hard against the ropes, soaking them through and panting hard against his shoulder.
“Why wait?” I asked him.
He looked at me and smiled.
“I have plans for you tonight, and I want to be ready for you.” He relaxed and let go of my wrists. I wrapped my arms around his neck and let him move me to the chair. He placed me down gently and I composed myself whilst he stood over me.
When he was satisfied that I was calm and composed once more, he simply smiled and left the room and the girls came back through the door a few minutes later.
They proceeded to undress me and I felt no embarrassment whatsoever as the handled the rope, now damp with my excitement. They were used to it, with every new design that Dominic came up with, he would always leave me soaked through after he had his five minutes with me. They took the outfit, if you could call it that, away and left the room with a cheery goodbye.
“See you tonight.” I called after them and they both gave a knowing smile as they left.
I redressed and left the room just as Dominic was clearing his account with the manageress. I dreaded to think how much he paid for the privilege of us being here, not that money was ever an issue to him. I approached him and stood at his side. He took my hand in his affectionately and the manageress looked down at our entwined fingers and smiled.
“Lunch?” He asked me.
“Yes please, I’m starving.” I smiled back at him. “I appear to have worked up quite an appetite.”
“I can’t join you I’m afraid.” He told me as he led me to the door. I pouted at him in disappointment. “But Ellie is home, I have booked you a table with Max.”
He opened the door and I stepped out onto the street.
“How did you know Ellie was home?” I asked him. “She never told me she was coming.”
“She called this morning while you were in the shower.” He explained. “She said she wanted to see you for lunch so I booked it.” He stepped out after me and kissed me on the forehead. “I will drop you off.”
He opened the car door for me and I slipped into the seat. He moved around the car and climbed in to the driver’s seat. We drove to Max’ in silence.
“Why aren’t you joining us?” I asked him. “I thought we had plans for the whole day?”
“I have something I need to do. I will see you at the club later.” His reply was curt and I knew not to push it. I was far from happy but I shrugged. It wasn’t often that he changed our plans. He clearly had his reasons, and I was going to spend time with my baby and my best friend. What could I possibly find to be unhappy about? I leaned over the centre console and kissed his cheek, before letting myself out of the car.
I pushed open the door and was nearly knocked off my feet by Ellie.
“MUM!” She shouted as she threw herself at me. “You look amazing.” She hugged me tightly and I laughed.
“I don’t look any different.” I told her. “And it’s only been a few months since I saw you.”
We sat down at the table by the window and Max came over to greet me.
“Hi Princess.” He said. “She is right, you do look amazing. Still like you but immaculate.” He grinned. “I’m afraid to hug you in case I wrinkle your clothes.”
“Shut up and come here.” I told him as I stood and wrapped myself around him.
We spent the whole afternoon catching up. Max came and sat with us and we had a good old giggle, mostly at others people’s expense. Ellie filled me in on what was going on with Daniel and her Dad. Daniel hadn’t spoken to me for months. He did not handle the break up well, and for some reason blamed me. It broke my heart but I couldn’t force him so for now I waited until he was ready to talk to me.
Adam wasn’t coping too well either. Since the sale of the house, he had withdrawn from Ellie, choosing to lock himself away in his flat. He barely went out to work anymore and the business had to be suffering. Ellie said he didn’t answer the phone anymore and when she spoke to Daniel she just got fobbed off with the ‘leave us alone, we are fine’ routine. She had since stopped trying with either of them, which I found incredibly sad. I was angry at Adam for splitting our entire family down the middle like that. I know it had been me that left in the end, but it was down to him admitting that he didn’t love me. In a way I was relieved to be out of a loveless marriage, and to be in a relationship where I was adored, worshipped even. Dominic had brought things out in me that took even me by surprise and I loved every minute of it.
“Earth to princess.” Max’ voice snapped me out of my thoughts, and I laughed.
“Sorry, I was off somewhere else.” I apologised.
Ellie excused herself to go to the bathroom and Max leaned in.
“Are you at the club tonight? There is some big party and we are on the list.” He lowered his voice in a whisper.
“Yes. Dominic is meeting me there.” I told him.
“Fab! I will see you there then.” He stood and took my hand, placing a kiss on my knuckles he continued “I should get back to work.” He winked and headed for the kitchen, passing Ellie on the way and giving her a hug. I reached for my bag to pay the bill and he shook his head at me. I shrugged and stood up.
“Do you have your car?” Ellie asked.
“No, Dominic dropped me here.” I replied.
“I will drive you home then.” She said linking her arm in mine. We left the restaurant smiling, and happy to be spending some time together. She would be going back for this year’s finals shortly and I wouldn’t see her again for weeks while she concentrated on her studies.
She dropped me off outside our building and the concierge opened the door ready as he saw me get out of the car. I leaned in for one final hug with Ellie before I got out of the car.
“If you need anything, you let me know.” I told her. “I love you.”
“I love you too Mum.” She smiled and put the car in gear as I climbed out. I turned to wave as she drove off and then headed inside.
I switched on the stereo, cranked up the volume and ran myself a bath. I slid down into the soft bubbles and relaxed ahead of getting ready for our night out. I hadn’t heard from Dominic at all since he dropped me off at lunchtime and I missed his voice. I grabbed my mobile and hit the call button by his name. It rang through to his voicemail and I hung up. I would be seeing him soon enough anyway.
After a good soak, I lay down on the bed for a little while, the window was open and the cool breeze passing over my naked damp skin was bliss. I closed my eyes for a second and drifted off.
I was woken suddenly by banging on the door. I jumped up in shock and threw a shirt dress on. I scraped my hair up into a ponytail and ran to the door. It was Dom’s driver. It was now after 6.30pm and I would be late. Thankfully I didn’t have to get ready as Louisa and Callie were being drafted in to help me.
“I’m so sorry.” I offered a flustered apology as I dashed out of the door and into the lift.
“No worries Miss Elise.” The driver pressed the button for the basement car park and as we exited the lift he handed me my blindfold.
“Seriously?” I looked at him in disgust. “I still have to wear this?”
“Rules are rules.” He said with a shrug of his shoulders and he opened the car door and avoided further eye contact with me.
“I think it’s time Dominic and I had a little chat about this.” I said sulkily as I slipped the silk over my eyes and tied the ribbons at the back of my head. I huffed loudly and slumped down in my seat watching the driver in his rear view mirror, but he didn’t look up, not even once.
The journey never took long. I think it was down to the fact that I was over excited every time I went to the club. Dominic always had something new to share with me when we attended and I was nervous and excited with anticipation every time the car stopped outside. There was something different about tonight though. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. I was eager to get dressed and be paraded as Dominic’s partner in my new outfit, but there was something not quite right. I hadn’t heard from him since before lunch and that was not normal at all. What if there was something wrong? Oh god! What if he had decided that he didn’t want me anymore? I just couldn’t stop the negativity running through my mind and when the door opened I wanted to scream to be taken home again.
I didn’t though. Of course I didn’t. My masochistic mind convinced me otherwise and as the driver held his hand out to me, I took it and stepped out of the car. I allowed him to lead me to the door, listened for it opening and stepped inside. I received a tap on my shoulder and I slipped my blindfold off. One of the security guys led me to the lift and pressed the button.
“You are to meet the girls in Dom’s private quarters. They will prepare you and you are to wait for him.” He turned his back on my as the lift doors closed.
“Where is he?” I asked, out of curiosity more than anything. I always did as I was instructed, so there was nothing more to it.
“Busy!” He replied curtly. “You are to wait in his private quarters for him.”
It was childish I know, but I pulled a face behind his back, and almost as if he had eyes in his arse he tutted and shook his head. I embraced my inner child some more and stuck my tongue out just as the lift doors opened. He moved aside and I stepped past him into the foyer of Dominic’s office. I didn’t look back as I moved across the open space and turned the corridor into the living quarters. I could hear the girls laughing and giggling before I saw them, and as I entered the lounge they both jumped up.
“Relax, it’s only me.” I laughed.
Louise held out a glass of champagne and I gulped it down in one.
“That’s better.” I grinned. “Let’s get this show on the road.” I sat down on the stool readily placed near the glass coffee table, and Louisa set about with her potions and makeup. I knew that by the time she had finished I would be unrecognisable. The girls kept me entertained with their stories of single life and filled me in on some of the experiences they had here at the club over the last few years. When she finally stood back with a satisfied smile on her face, Callie took over with my hair. She combed and teased it for what seemed like forever and the champagne kept flowing whilst she worked.
By the time the rope came out I was decidedly tipsy after four glasses of decent champagne and I wobbled a bit as I stood and slipped my feet into the heels.
“Are you okay Elise?” Callie asked with concern in her voice.
I nodded and steadied myself ready for them to perform even more of their magic. They worked quickly and efficiently and at just before 9pm they both stood back.
“Wow. You look fucking stunning Elise.” Callie grinned like a Cheshire cat, Louisa just nodded in agreement.
“Do you want to see?” Louise asked as she crossed the room and beckoned for me to follow. We slipped into Dominic’s dressing room and I stood in front of the full length mirror.
I gasped as I took in my reflection. It was like another person staring back at me. My hair was tousled and pinned with tiny diamantes that sparkled in the light. My make up was almost iridescent, with white and the palest blue eye shadow highlighting my brow bones. I glittered and glistened with every turn, but that wasn’t the biggest wow factor. No. That was by far the rope. It bound me perfectly, the white silk bright against my tanned skin. My nipples were exposed and they stood out dark against the pale white of the rope. It wound over my hips and between my legs in a perfect V and the same at the back, accentuating the roundness of my bottom.
The rope from the shoes caressed my shins and made them seem incredibly long. I twisted and turned taking in every inch of myself, and grinned like a lunatic while I did so.
“You have outdone yourselves this time girls.” I told them both, unable to stop smiling.
“It’s not quite finished.” Callie said as she dashed off, “Hang on.”
She was back seconds later with some strapping. I watched her as she attached carabiners to the ropes near my ankles, and then fastened white leather cuffs around my wrists. Finally she placed a white leather collar around my neck, exactly the same as the one from home, then stood back and said.
“Now you are ready!”
I squealed with excitement. They really had done an incredible job and I was thrilled with how I looked. I was even more thrilled with how I felt as I moved away from the mirror. Fuck! That tension was incredible and once again I was on the edge with every step. How on earth I was supposed to contain myself until Dominic arrived I had no idea.
The girls headed for the lift and I called after them. The champagne had made me over confident and I decided I wasn’t waiting here alone.
“Wait! I will come down with you.” I told them as I moved slowly across the room.
“You are supposed to wait here.” Louisa told me. “Dominic was adamant that we left you here alone.”
“Fuck it.” I retorted, feeling braver than normal. “I fancy another drink.” I hit the call button for the lift and there was a moment of silence while we waited.
“I will have a drink, and then come back I promise.” I tried to placate the girls, who were looking decidedly nervous right now. This seemed to satisfy them a little and the three of us stepped into the lift and began our descent to the club below. We bypassed the reception and stepped out into a throng of writhing bodies. The pit was busy tonight, and the girls headed straight into the crowd to find their fun for the evening. I bypassed everyone, walking slowly around the edge, revelling in the attention my outfit was getting and feeling my clitoris throb against the tightening rope with every step I took.
I moved into the corridor and manoeuvred myself past the people watching through the glass at the public viewing rooms. I walked past three rooms before one caught my attention. There were a couple of men stood by the glass, both in a state of very evident arousal. As I peered round one of them I saw a blonde girl tied to a low swinging harness. It was the Japanese art of bondage, Shibari, and it looked incredible. She was swaying slightly, her body bound and her legs apart hanging from the joists in the ceiling. A masked man was using a pussy flogger on her and he was definitely not holding back. With each strike I winced, feeling her pain, though between my legs throbbed with every hit, telling a completely different story. She turned her face towards me and a look of recognition passed over her, followed by a look of terror as she fought to get out of her restraints. I was confused for a second as I watched the man struggle to hold her still, and eventually plunge himself inside of her in an effort to regain control. He continued to hit her as he fucked her with no remorse whatsoever and she screamed throughout.
It suddenly dawned on me as I recognised her from the bar. Everything moved in slow motion as she continued to try to alert her attacker, and he eventually looked up in the direction she was staring.
My eye met his.
Time stood still.
The two men turned and looked at me too, with shock on their faces.
“Dominic.” I whispered.
I turned, and I ran.