The Picture:  Raven hair and Silver Rings.
By
Taliesin
pairofsai@btopenworld.com

Helen stormed into her office and throwing her briefcase  at the far wall.
"He did it to me again."  She stood there stamping her feet and finally
collapsing into a chair.
"I take it." Carol, Helen's Para Legal walked in.  " It went badly."
"Badly, I had the FBI and the CIA vouching for the honesty of a prosecution
witness."  Helen ranted.
"He was in the SAS then."  Carol said sliding into the seat next to her.
"He ambushed me.  When I asked him the question, an FBI agent, no less, walked
up and put into evidence his FBI and CIA report.  In there was his complete
background including 2 years in the SAS."  Helen slumped forward and put her
head in her hands.  "We took James' plea bargain, we had no choice.  I had to
stand in the Judge's chambers and argue for a re-trial on the basis of my
incompetence.  It took twice as long because James was in hysterics for most of
it.  Karl in his expert opinion said that if we had a re-trial James would just
bring it into evidence again so there was no point."
"His nick name is not 'Plea Bargain' for nothing.  The DA's think of him as a
star police witnesses.  A slam dunk.  There have been a couple of shaky cases
they have brought him in to steady them."  Carol said stroking Helen's back. 
"Which do you want the good or bad news?"
"The bad news.  It cannot get any worse."  Helen sobbed.
"George wants to see you."
"Well bang goes the partnership.  After this I will be lucky to keep my job.  If
I was him I would demote me to the secretarial pool."  Helen sat back up.  "What
is the good news."
Carol slid her arm from behind Helen's back and walked out of the office.  Helen
marveled at how effortlessly Carol walked in 5" high heels.  She had trouble in
4" and her feet hurt spending all day in 3".  Carol came back in carrying a huge
bouquet of blood red roses.  Placing them on the desk she handed Helen a big
envelope.
"Open the little envelope, stuck to it first."
Helen turned the envelope over and saw a small envelope stuck to the front.  She
slid out a card with 'No hard feelings, Ryan' on it.  Turning it over she
realised it was a New York Police business card.
"Before you freak out, open the big envelope."  Carol said.
Helen did as she was told and looked at a Gallery opening invitation.  She just
looked at Carol in disbelief.
"Do not ask me how he found out."
"I am not surprised, I have tried everything to get one of these tickets." 
Helen said trying to get her head around this amazing gift.  "The chance to see
Damian in real life was to big to pass up but how did he get them.  You have to
fill out a credit check form to prove you can afford to buy and he only sells to
private individuals.  There is not a single one in a public gallery."

*****

Carol had always thought that Helen's nickname of 'Ice princess' fitted
perfectly until a year and half ago when she opened an envelope and a book of
erotic paintings dropped on her desk.  Carol spent 5 minutes apologising and
Helen had asked for 24 hours.  Taking Carol to a Wine bar.  Over two hours she
told Carol about her time at college.

*****

It had all really started with an art project for a hunky professor.  Helen
needed a life drawing but could not make the model classes.  She was going to be
a Lawyer but was a good artist so took art classes where she could because her
farther had taught her it was a sin to waste a talent.  Sitting in her dorm,
Helen could not think of a way out.  Having taken the class, she could drop it
or find a way round this but what?  Just then her roommate walked in.  Kaz as
everyone but Helen called her was a goth doing an art degree.
"What is with the long face?"  Kaz said.
"I am going to fail my art class." 
"How come?  I thought that professor was getting your best efforts."  Kaz winked
suggestive.
"I need to do a life drawing but cannot make the model sessions.  They all clash
with other classes.  He cannot help me because it is a progressive process. 
First the line drawing, then the painting and finally the criticism.  Each part
makes up 25% of the grade.  Even if I got 25% in the end exam, it would destroy
my grade point and bang goes my scholarship.  If I drop it I cannot re-take it
or do his higher level classes."
"So skip a class."
"Guess who's classes they all clash with."
"The dragon lady?  God, you are screwed."
That night Kaz dragged Helen to a bar.  Helen looked around Kaz's favorite
Lesbian bar, Slut.  The people in it always surprised her it was like a cross
between business woman weekly and biker babes.
"I owed you a favor, you know, but I was thinking that we could do one of your
trades."
"Like what?"
"I model for you and you get me though that nightmare maths class." 
"I still cannot work out why you have so much trouble with that but can do all
the applied stuff so easily.  What do you owe me for any way?"
"If you had not agreed to swap, I would have been thrown out of the dorm so I
owe you one."
"Yeah, Sue did have you backed into a corner but you could have stopped giving
her marks out of ten on how sexy she looked that day."
"True but I think the first time in the towel was the major problem.  Had to get
the Gaydar fixed after that one." Kaz smiled and slowly licked her lips.  They
both laughed.  "I do have two conditions, I pick the pose and get to keep the
painting at the end of it."
"Why?"
"When else am I going to get the chance to have someone as good as you paint
me."
"Ok, I suppose it would make for an interesting taking point."  Helen said. 
"What pose?"
Kaz handed Helen a crumpled piece of paper.  Helen studied it for a while and
then took out a notepad from her bag.  Kaz nervously waited while her friend
sketched on her pad.  A woman walked up and handed Kaz a bag.  They chatted for
a while and then she went back behind the bar.
"How's that?"  Helen turned the pad so Kaz could see it.
Kaz studied the quick sketch.  It showed a much better version of her bad
drawing.  A long haired woman on her knees in chains.
"The chains look wrong."  Helen said nervously.  "That would be the main problem
to work out."
Kaz smiled.  "I was a big fan of the Gor books growing up and always wondered
what being chained like that would feel like.  Beth and I talked about them a
lot.  She has a set and has lent me them so real chains and everything."
It was Friday so they rolled in at 2:00am.  After much laughing and giggling
they opened the bag to find a mass of chains.  Kaz started to undress and then
suddenly stopped looking at Helen.  Helen was really looking at her friend for
the first time.  At 5' 8" Kaz was taller than Helen but was a size 8 like Helen
and a size 4 shoe.  The main thing that did not fit into her Goth image was her
long blond hair.  She had told Helen dyeing it would be to conform to the Goth
image and Kaz did not confirm to anything.  Helen looked at Kaz and started to
undress.
"I have a feeling that this is just an excuse to see me naked."  Helen said
setting back on to her knees naked.
"I just realised that you are going to look at me.  Really look at me."  Kaz sat
back on her knees mirroring Helen.  The two women knelt facing each other. 
Helen moved forward and finished undressing Kaz. 
"You are beautiful and will look beautiful on the canvas."  Helen cupped Kaz's
chin lifting it to look in her eyes.  "Now lets make you helpless."
10 minutes later Helen had just put the shiny silver collar round Kaz's neck. 
The shackles where made of 6mm Aluminum and had a little Allen key to lock them. 
Kaz soon found herself chained.  A chain ran down from her collar to a chain at
her wrist and ankles.  She had maybe 18" of chain at her ankles and 10" at her
wrists.  Helen looked round and clipped another chain to Kaz's collar.  Leading
her to the window she looped the chain round the window bar.  Moving Kaz around
until the chain was taught, Helen finally moved her hair to cover her face but
leaving the rest of her exposed.
"There is a Polaroid in my top desk draw.  Take my picture."  After a quick
photo session, Helen started to release Kaz.  "Could you chain my hands behind
me."  Helen found she had to rearranged everything but the collar to do this but
soon an even more helpless Kaz knelt before her.
"If I admit something do you promise not to have a 'Hetero' moment."  Helen sat
on her bed and nodded.  "I am so turned on right now."
"Me too."  Helen lent forward and clipped the chain once more to Kaz's collar. 
Kaz looked up as the chain was pulled forward to find Helen's big toe pressed
against her lips.  Kaz watched Helen like a hawk as she slowly sucked her toe. 
Helen lay back and let Kaz worship her feet and legs.  When Helen felt the first
breath across her clit she pulled Kaz on the bed next to her.  Looking Kaz
straight in the eyes and seeing the need their writ large, Helen kissed her. 
Pushing her off the bed and to her knees, Helen lay back and waited.  A few
rattles later she felt a tongue slid between her neither lips and flick her
clit.  Several orgasms later they curled up in bed together and fell asleep.
Helen sat uprighted and gasped for air.
"When you sleep, you sleep."  Helen looked up to see a sheepish, chained Kaz
looking at her.  Turning to wave a chained hand from behind her back.  "I need
the toilet." 
After they had both used the toilet.  They sat on Helen's bed trying not to look
at each other.  Helen's hand reach out and tenderly touched Kaz's thigh.  Helen
moved in to hold Kaz as she cried.  An hour later they where curled into each
others arms on the bed.
"Well, that made for an interesting first time."
"I know you are not gay but I refuse to say I did not enjoy last night and would
get down on my knees for you any time."  Helen moved off the bed and picked up
the set of chains.  "At least you can say your first time with a woman was
unusually."
"Actual, you are the first person full stop."  Kaz looked up to see Helen
Locking herself into the chains.  Moving forward  Helen handed Kaz the Allen
key.   Turning and kneeing giving Kaz a wonderful view of her back.  Kaz slipped
off the bed and locked Helen's wrists behind her.  As soon as she was helpless
Helen stood up and worked round the room.  Pulling on the chains.  Finished her
exploration of her helplessness.  Helen knelt in front of Kaz.
"Are you sure?"
"This is not a permanent offer.  I just think turn about was fair play."  Helen
rubbed her face into Kaz's thighs.  "Let me try and give you as much pleasure as
you gave me."

It took two weeks of hard work to get the drawing done.  In the second week Kaz
spent more and more time in the chains.  When Helen was done and Kaz cried when
she saw it.  They decided to enjoy themselves and then go back to normal when
the chains went back to Beth.

Helen stood nervously outside her professors office.  It had been a week since
she handed the drawing in.  Instead of the dressing down, she thought she was
getting, he invented her to a gallery opening.  She had been flirting
relentlessly with this Art professor and said yes immediately.  Dressed in Kaz's
long black dress and strapy high heels she went to meet him.  The gallery was a
revelation and at the end of the night he found her stood in front of a
painting.  His strong arms enveloped her and she lent into his chest.
"Why prof you dirty old man."
"What where you thinking just then."  He whispered into her ear.
"What do you think the slave is thinking as the man is wanked into her mouth? 
Is she in pain?  Is the  slight touch of his foot enjoyable?  What are those
chains like to wear permanently?  Is it worse to have your elbows chained and
not your wrists?"
"What brought this on?"
"I have spent two weeks drawing a slave girl and it had an effect on her and me. 
The feelings of helplessness is interesting."  Helen said and turn to face him
pulling away slightly.  "This artist is very good."
"Yes, I have some of his work at home."
"I would love to see it."
"How about Friday?"
"What about your career?"
"If we are careful, it will not be a problem."

A 19 year old Helen stood at the door of a grand southern style mansion.  After
what seemed like hours the door opened and he smiled at her.  He looked her up
and down.  She stood their in a simply blue sundress and strapy 4"high heels and
still to her own disbelief, nothing else.  Helen was 5' 3", with Raven black
hair and intelligent green eyes.  She had 34 D breasts and an athletic build. 
She was on a track scholarship but knew that she would never go any further with
it.
"Purse."
She handed him her purse.
"Shoes."
She bent over to give him a view straight down her cleavage.  Having undone the
straps she stood back up and bent her foot up to slip first one and then the
other.  She turned her body and slowly slipped them off to give him a view of
the soles of her feet.  The stone step was surprisingly warm under her feet.
"You practicing that.  Dress."
This surprised her.  After a moments thought she grabbed the bottom of her dress
and took it over her head.  She handed him the dress and fought with all her
might not to cover herself.
"You look beautiful."  He smiled that mischievous smile that had made her melt
from the first moment.  He was a perfectly proportioned 5' 8" with blond hair
and good looking but masculine features.  It was only when he smiled that he
seemed to take a step up to irresistible.  "Turn round."
She turned slowly pausing to give him time to study her rump.  Turning back to
look at him, his eyes told her he liked what he saw. 
"Do not move."  He said and shut the door. 
She stood there slowly getting more and more nervous.  She also noted that she
was getting wetter and wetter.  The desire to reach round and touch herself was
so strong.  A white card slid under the door and was stopped by her left foot. 
She reached down and picked it up.  She read it and thought 'Bastard'.  Written
in his neat flowery hand was 'Walk round to the sun room'.  She started to walk
towards the side of the house.  The tarmacked drive was hot but not sticky as
she got to the side of the house the gravel path stretched out in front of her. 
As she stepped onto the gravel she was sure he had sharpen the stones.  Gingerly
making her way to the back of the house, she was very relieved to step on the
tile at the back of the house.  He waved at her from the pool side table. 
After a delicious meal of Tagliatelle Carbonara and garlic bread with an
Australian Shiraz  She learned that his first name was Endeavor and that he
liked woman barefoot.  She also found out he was into bondage and a little
domination.  She nodded along with what he said.  She finally had to admit that
she was a virgin and had not gone past second base.
Endeavor told Helen to bring her red wine with her and follow him.  He took her
to his study and she watched in amazement as he pulled a bookcase to reveal a
staircase.  He walked down the stairs and she followed stopping to run first her
foot and then her hand over the stairs.  Leather covered stairs, she had never
see leather used as a floor covering.  It felt wonderful to her bare feet. 
Arriving at the bottom of the stairs she stopped and stared.  Moving forward in
a trance.  She was hypnotized by  three paintings.  The room was a light cream
with black leather flooring and all the exposed woodwork was also black.  On the
three walls where 3 paintings, at least 1 meter square.  Looking round she
realised they where a set so she went to the left one first.
The first painting showed a blond woman tied in what she would later learn was
called a frog-tie.  The woman's left wrist and ankle where tied together with a
leather thong.  A ring was in her mouth and a thong was looped though it and
tied behind her head.  Helen opened her mouth and wondered what that would feel
like.  The woman tongue was licking the floor and as she got closer Helen
realised she was licking come from the floor.  The detail was amazing.
The second painting was the same woman but from behind.  It was an amazing view
of another woman.  She could see everything even to the point that the woman was
wet and obviously aroused.
"What are the red lines on the soles of her feet?"  She asked trying to work out
if the painting had been damaged.
"She is a Harem slave and has been given the bastinado as punishment."  Seeing
the confusion on her face.  "Six of the best across the soles of the feet with a
cane."
Helen shuddered and then wonder what that would feel like.  She had the odd
childhood spanking but never with anything other than a hand.  Turning back to
the painting she wondered if that was what had turned her on.
The third painting was a 45% view.  Showing a man now fucking the woman pulling
her up by hair.  Her hands where clenched into red fists and her toes where
pressing against the floor.  The look on her face was one of pleasure.   
After three more circuits she came to a stop in front of  Endeavor.
"The painter is called Damian.  I saw these at a gallery and could not help
myself.  $150,000.00 dollars worth on these three walls."
"You like to tie women up?"  Helen said working out what bondage was.
"Yes, I do like bondage and generally being in charge but these are just so
beautiful."  He started to walk out.
"Wait.  I have an offer for you." She said turning back to the second painting
which faced the stairs.  "I have four years here and after that at least another
four of hard work at a law office.  I have been worried about sticking with the
course and coming first, which is very important to me."
He moved up behind her and slowly ran his fingertips down her spine.  "Yes so
what is the offer?"
"First I want that for my first time."  She point at the painting in front of
her.  "Then I will go away, think about it and if it is as much fun as I think
it will be.  How would you like a live in slave girl for all the time I am in
college."  She turned and placed a finger against his lips.  "I do not want to
waste time socialising and I want to learn what I like and do not like in the
bedroom.  I get a sexual partner and someone to make sure I finish top.  You get
someone to do anything you want to at least once and someone to punish. 
Obviously, no permanent damage but that does not count out things like piercings
but nothing to interfere with classes.  But that said I have nothing to base
what I like and do not like on so you have a free hand."
He looked at her in disbelief.  "You have never had any sort of sex with someone
else?"
Helen turned away blushing.  "I had a Boyfriend for almost all of high school
and apart from groping sessions, no.  I had planned to give myself to him after
the prom as a reward to myself for coming top of the year.  He took a sure thing
instead."
 Endeavor folded her into his arms and held her as she sobbed.
"Are you sure this is what you want for your first time?"  He asked when he felt
her hands cup his buttocks over his black shorts.
"Yes, I tried the chains on but nothing has ever turned me on like those
paintings."  She looked up at him.  "Have you got one of those gags?"  He
nodded.  "Get it."  He moved to the left of the wall that was split by the
stairs and open a cupboard.  He moved towards her carrying a gag and some other
leather items.  Taking the gag out of his hands, she went to put it in her mouth
but then said.  "When I put this in you can do anything you like as long as it
is in that position.  When you are finished release me but remember this may be
your one chance to be with me."  She moved the gag up to her lips and then said
though the gag.  "Just as a point, what do you think you chances of getting all
of a woman's virginitys."  She put the gag into her mouth and knelt as she
reached behind to buckle it.
She surprised him by pulling it tight into her mouth.  Her speech filtered
though him and he decide to question her further when she was helpless.  Moving
with practiced ease he took the two sets of leather cuffs that where riveted
together.  Buckling a set around each ankle and taking first one wrist and then
other into the cuff against its ankle he buckled them shut.  She flexed to see
just how helpless she was and watched him walk back to the cupboard.  He came
back and did something to the cuffs and then buckled a collar around her throat. 
Grasping her hair, he pulled her closer to one of the walls.  Putting his back
against the wall he pulled her head into his lap and undid the gag.
"Let me see if I have this right?  You have never even given a blow job?" 
Looking up at him she said.  "I never had the guts but always wondered what I
was missing."
"You say you want what is in the paintings but she has had her feet beaten."
"Look, she is a harem girl who has no choice.  I removed my voice so you could
enjoy yourself.  For at least this session you have that harem girl.  Do your
worst.  If I can take that and come back for more, think what the next four
years could be like.  I came here with romantic ideals but I would rather let
you have what you want.  No guilt, just enjoy yourself."  She opened her mouth
wide and he put the gag back in.  He pulled it tighter than she had and then she
saw the flash of gold as he padlocked it on. 
Do my worst, really he just stood up letting her surprised head hit the floor. 
He first got a cane from the cupboard and dropping his black shorts into the
corner moved back to her.  She got her first view of him naked as he came back
towards her.  He was at least 8" long and 2" thick and very erect.  Suddenly she
was afraid and realised she could do nothing to stop this.  He moved quickly and
released one hand and one ankle.  Before she even had time to resist he had her
ankles cuffed together and her hands cuffed behind her knees.  Dragging her by
her feet to the middle of room.  Moving back she heard the swish and then felt a
line of fire erupt across her feet.
"One."
Another line of fire.
"Two."
No, please. No more.  Arrrgghhh.
"Three."
She rolled to her side and tried to get her hands to her feet.  Grabbing her
feet he turned her back on her back. 
"Move again and you get another 6.  Understand?"  Not getting a reply, he lifted
her butt off the ground, he brought the cane straight across her arse. 
"Understand?" 
She looked up at him though tear stained eyes and nodded.  For the first time
truly afraid.
"Four."
"Five."
"Six."
She lay their in a pain-filled daze as he quickly arranged the cuffs back and
moved into a '69' position.  The first lick started to bring her round and then
her mouth was full.  She tried to move him out of her mouth but the ring made
that impossible so she turned her head.  He spun round grabbing her chin.
"Suck me or I get the cane back.  Understand?"  He spun back and carried on
bringing her to her first assisted orgasm.  She sucked him for all she was worth
and felt him come in her mouth.  His knees clamped against her head forcing her
to swallow.  He carried on licking and her hips bucked up as she came.
"Lick me clean."  She hurried to obey as he slowly took his penis out of her
mouth.  He moved between her legs and he looked in to her eyes.  He enjoyed the
look on her face as she tried to work though the sensations.  Pain and pleasure
mix in together.  He moved down gripping her firmly by the legs he carried on
licking.  The next orgasm hit her quite quickly and he did not stop.  He
listened to her start to beg him to stop and it made him hard once more.  With
her legs folded due to her bonds and his powerful hands holding her.  She was
trapped and at his mercy.  He let her have one more orgasm before moving back in
between her legs.  She looked at him contentedly until she felt him at her
entrance.  Looking deep into her eyes he slammed his dick into her.  Her head
went back as the pain spasmed through her as he broke though.  Helen looked up
at him with hurt in her eyes.  He leaned down and started pumping in and out.
"I enjoyed that."  He slid forward into the Cat position with his dick now
rubbing across her clit.  "I cannot wait to do your arse.  To lube or not to
lube.  That is the question."
She was a mass of feelings and emotions.  Her feet and butt where running a
competition for her attention but they where being drowned out by her next
orgasm, which was slowly building.  She was terrified and turned on at the same
time.  Half of her would wanted to beg him to be softer and the other half
wanted him to pound though her.  God, not again.  His favorite way to come deep
in a woman as she came.  She felt the first man come in her as her orgasm
subsided.  He leaned down and kissed her though the gag.  He moved off  and turn
her on to her front.
"Clean me."
She looked up and took his dick into her mouth, sucking him clean.  She had
tasted herself before but never in such large amounts.  She greedily devoured
him, even enjoying the slight coppery taste taste that was her virginity.  This
is getting me wet, Helen thought to herself, I am enjoying this, I must be a
pervert.  He grew hard again and pulled out of her mouth.  Oh no, everyone said
this hurts and I cannot take anymore pain.  The swish of the cane surprised her.
"Two."
Arrrggghh.  My bum, no, no.
"Three."
"Four."
"Five."
"Six."
No more, no more, please, no more.  She felt his fingers slip into her moist
tunnel and his thumb find her clit.  She felt something push into her back
channel.  That was easy.  It was soon replaced by one of his fingers.  This she
felt much more and tried to force it out.  Lube, he must have used lube.
"Relax.  This is happening one way or another."
She felt another orgasm build but he stopped using his thumb.  Two fingers
forced there way into her and then three.  He keep her on the edge.  As soon as
he moved she gave in.  He really could do anything to her so why fight it.  He
forced himself into her and fucked her hard.  She found herself getting into
what he was doing and they where both surprised when she came.  She felt him
tense and then felt his sperm inside her.  She lay there in blissful after glow,
when she felt his hand in her hair before she could resist he slid his penis
into her mouth.  It took her a while for her thoughts to catch up.  Helen
realised she was cleaning him and where he had been.  The thing that hit her
most was that she was enjoying servicing him and it was making her wet again. 
He moved her round and forced her face into her own spillage.
"Lick."
A moment of rebellion was quickly replaced by a desire to please him.  A flick
of her hair let her look up at him as she took long licks of the floor.  He
pulled her into him by the side of the wall and held her.
She woke slowly, not sure where she was.  She move her head and heard a rattle. 
Very stiff and uncomfortable she looked around.  Her wrists and ankles looked
fine.  The soles of her feet had 6 very faint pink lines on them.  As she moved
something cold touched her shoulder.  The collar was still round her neck and he
had looped a chain though it and a ring at the bottom of the wall.  I am slow
today Helen decided as she felt the ring gag that was still looked into her
mouth.  It was amazing how helpless she felt with only her neck chained but then
she could voice no protest to anything anyone wanted to do.  The lights came on
making her turn to look up the stairs.  Endeavor padded down the staircase.  She
got her first view of him in the light.  He had turned on all the lights this
time not just the picture framers.  Almost as soon as the thought hit her she
moved towards him on her hands and knees.  Being brought up short by the chain
she waited in the middle of the room for him. 
Seeing her for the first time, he said.  "How's my pussy this morning?"  She
blushed and turned her head to look up at him.  With one hand she touched the
gag.  "No talking."  He gave her a drink from a sports bottle in his hand and
removed the gag.  Before he could move away he felt warm, moist lips engulf him. 
She looked up at him on her knees as she slowly and joyously pleased him.  She
waited for him to tense and slid a little more out of her mouth to taste his
come first hand.

That was how she spent her weekend.  He used and abused her at his whim.  He
beat her when he felt like it and kept her restrained.  The only time she did
not have something that hurt was first thing in the morning.  He took her back
to the dorm late Sunday night.  Wearing her dress, she sat in the car with her
hands cuffed in front of her.  He let her out the other side of campus.
"Any chance of getting closer or some shoes?"
"A long walk always helps me think and the idea of you doing it barefoot,
pleases me."
The word pleases sent a warm shiver though her.  Turning she headed off towards
the park. 
Kaz looked up from her desk when the door opened.  Helen walked in, dropped her
purse and the dress on her bed.  Grabbing a towel she walked straight back out
to the showers.  Helen went straight to bed and woke up stiff and in pain.
It was Wednesday before she spoke to Kaz about what had happened.  She showed
her feet and butt.  Which still had faint lines on, no longer the clear lines of
Saturday morning but now a cross pattern.  Trying to explain to Kaz how she had
come Sunday morning during her morning foot beating was almost impossible.  She
avoided Endeavor all week and finally turned up at his house Friday night.
"Is this good news or bad news?"
Looking him straight in the eyes she took her shoes off and handed them along
with her purse to him.  As he looked on she removed her dress and dropped to her
knees holding it out to him.  He turned and walked back into the house.  Helen
had asked Kaz's advice on things so she knelt there with her knees as fair apart
as possible.  Her hands rested palm up on her knees and her head was bowed.  He
did not closed the door and finally came back when she had not followed him. 
Looking down at her with pleasure and surprise.  He reached down and took her
hand, lifting her up. 
"We need to talk first but it was a very, very nice gesture."
"I know but I was hoping to distract you long enough to enjoy myself."
"One of the first tricks you have to learn as a Dom is to pay attention to the
details."
"Ok but you are still a spoilsport."  Helen relaxed in the armchair as Endeavor
got two glasses of wine.  "What I was thinking was that if me and Karen move
into your student flat.  I could move in here and no-one would be the wiser."
"Moving in already."  Endeavor smiled and relaxed into his chair.  "What about
my career and public  opinion of you."
Helen walked over and knelt at his feet, relaxing into his warmth.  "Karen will
stops the gossips and you could also make a point that you have had to take in
first years because you need the money.  There will be no conflict of interest
in class because I can get private tuition so not take yours."  Helen thought
for a moment.  "In fact, Karen and I could go to the housing office and make a
big fuss about the harassment we get and then move out."
"Karen would go along with this."  he said absentmindedly stroking her hair.
"Are you kidding, she gets to have lady friends over, a pool and a flat to
herself." Helen rubbed his hand as it rubbed her head.  "Also she gets to twist
the knife."
"Just as a point, when was I going to be consulted on this."
"I was planning on getting you into a weaken state first."
"I could have just locked you in the basement again.  Bound.  Gagged. 
Helpless."
"True but I thought you might want to talk at some point and could have sprung
it on you then."  Helen turned to look at him.  "Plus I thought that the offer
of little slave girl me would be very tempting."
"So the offer still stands?"
"Yes."  Helen said effectively.
"I need to think about this."  Endeavor said opening his legs.  "Why don't you
try distracting me?"
Helen keep her eyes on his as she swallowed him and slowly started sucking him.

It took two weeks for her plan from beginning to end to work.  The dorm where
glad to see them go and no-one questioned Endeavor.  He had always been about
doing his job and going home.  He very rarely got involved in the politics of
the place.  He did have a conspiratorial conversation with someone from the
Housing office saying did he know they where lesbians.  She stormed away in a
huff when Endeavor gave the reply of males everywhere, 'Do you think they would
let me watch?'.  The only problem was the strain on Endeavor's heart of having
two beautiful women wondering around naked almost all the time.  Helen had to be
barefoot on the property and had to be naked before crossing the threshold.  Kaz
just joined in with her friend being naked most of the time.

It took 2 months for a problem to arise.  In the Dragon Lady's class, she asked
Helen to stay behind and demanded to know what was going on.  Helen tried
bluffing her way out of it but Mrs. Crossler pointed out the rope marks on her
ankles.  She said she was sorry but had no choice but to report Endeavor.  Helen
stood their in her jeans and t-shirt and asked just how close have you been
looking at my legs?  Mrs. Crossler had blustered and tried to leave.  Helen had
asked her to come to the house and see for herself.  Mrs.  Crossler had said
tonight.  Helen tried to put her off but she said 8:00 pm, tonight because
tomorrow I go to the principal.

Endeavor was in the dark about everything but that Mrs. Crossler was coming.  He
started to worry when both girls came downstairs naked.  They where wearing make
up and Helen had her silver collar on.  It was leather lined but Endeavor had
stopped using a black one because it looked wrong with her black hair.  The
sliver shone on her neck.
"She will be here in any minute now."
"I know just relax and let me and Karen deal with it." 
The door bell rang and Helen slinked to answer it, make sure Endeavor had a long
time to enjoy her rear view, giving extra effort to her soles because he like to
see them when she worked.
A very blustered Mrs. Crossler was brought into the main room.  Helen offered
her a seat and asked her what she wanted to drink.  Helen returned with a tray
which she offered first to Mrs. Crossler then Endeavor, Kaz and then took her
glass.  Kneeling next to Endeavor.  They all looked at Mrs. Crossler.
"You where right."  Kaz said.
"I know I felt it but you are getting some attention as will."  Helen said.
"Would someone like to enlighten the rest of us."  Endeavor said in the voice
Helen thought of as his beating voice.  Do it or else.
"She is jealous."  Kaz said.
"I will not be a party to this."  Mrs.  Crossler said storming for the door. 
Helen and Kaz dragged her back and sat her back down.  Helen and Kaz carried on
double teaming her as they removed her shoes, pantyhose and coat.  Helen
returned to her place on the floor and Kaz relaxed back into her chair.
"Helen?" 
"Do not use that voice unless you plan to deliver.  She noticed the rope marks
on my ankles this morning.  I was to busy worrying about us, it was only when I
spoke to Karen that I realised just how close you need to look to see anything."
"Now what?"  Endeavor said stoking Helen's hair and noticing how much Mrs.
Crossler was watching her.  It was like watching a bird caught between two
snakes every time Helen or Kaz moved her eyes were drawn to them.
"That is up to her."  Kaz said moving over to Mrs. Crossler.  Stroking the side
of her face, Kaz said.  "What is your first name?"
Mrs. Crossler tried to run again but Kaz tripped her and pinned her to the
floor.  Instead of the fight she was expecting, Mrs. Crossler burst into tears. 
Over the next 30 minutes they found out that she had been sent to boarding
school.  For four long years she was raped by a group of girls.  A new teacher
finally put a stop to it but an affair between them ended when she left for
college.  It had taken her a lot of time to separate her sexual feelings from
her abuse but she had.  She had no idea how to express them.  Kaz held Mrs.
Crossler in her arms, while she spoke.
"Ok, so is it just Helen or do you find me attractive as well?"
" Kim, my name is  Kim.  Are you kidding?  Have you looked in a mirror?"
Helen could see a little bit of the sarcastic teacher returning.
"The Dragon Lady returns."  As the words left Helen's mouth she found herself
pulled and flipped.
"Count."
12 spanks where delivered in quick powerful succession to her rear end.
"Apologise."
A snuffling Helen crawled to Kim and apologised.
"I'm sorry."
"Turn round."  Helen turned and felt a hand caress first her butt cheek and then
slipped between her legs.  "She's wet.  I mean really wet." Kim stopped her hand
in front of her face.  Kaz whispered into her ear, Kim looked at her and  Kim
sucked one of her fingers.  When she finished she offered the other one that was
moist to Kaz.  Kaz finished sucking her finger and then licked her face.
"Missed a spot."  Kaz said to a surprised Kim.  Shaking her head to clear it,
Kim said addressing Endeavor.
"I will go.  I could not ruin this for you."  Looking at Helen and Kaz, she
said.  "You are a very lucky man."  She slid from Kaz's arms and moved towards
the door.  A quick whispered conversation was heard behind her and she felt a
hand on the small of her back.  Turning she found Kaz on her knees looking at
her.
"I understand if you have to go but if you could stay, I would make it worth
your while."  Kim looked down on to the top of Kaz's head.  She took a step back
to enjoy the view of this naked young woman with her knees spread.  Kim said
sorry but she had to go.  She picked up her shoes and walked out the door. 
Endeavor  followed her.  Stopping her at the front door.
"Do you really have somewhere to go?"
"I am going to dinner."
"With who?"
"On my own."  Kim said looked down embarrassed.  "I like to eat out at least
once a week.  It gets me out of the house."
"Stay, there is enough food and Karen would like you to stay."
"I do not want to get in your way or go back to normal after tonight."
Endeavor looked at her puzzled.  "I am missing something here.  How could you
get in my way?"
"With Kaz."
"Trust me, stay."  Endeavor took her shoes and put his arm around her shoulders. 
"For a year, once a week you will have a dinner guest, call it payment for not
doing your duty and reporting me."
"Ok, I will stay."
"Just follow my lead when we go back in."  Endeavor opened the front door and
closed it again.  As they walked towards the living room, they could hear Helen
southing Kaz.  They walked in to see Helen holding a crying Kaz.  Helen
whispered to Kaz and pointed to the door.  Kaz looked at the door and wiping her
eyes she smiled.
"The plan for tonight was to give Karen a present as thank you for helping me
and Helen be together and then eat."  Endeavor said nodding at Helen.  "Just
watch, this should be good."
Helen carried a folding card table into the room.  The table had a crimson silk
covering over it.  Helen placed the table to the side of the fireplace.  She
took Karen's hand and lead her in front of the fireplace.  Karen could see the
table had items under the silk.  Helen lifted a crimson silk hood off the top of
the table and slipped it over Karen's head.  Sinking back to her heels, she tied
the ribbons on the hood.  Endeavor and Kim stood looking at Karen's back as
Helen lifted the silk covering.  Helen lifted a hinged golden ring and chain
from the table.  She placed it around Karen's neck, closed it, locked it and
dropped the chain onto the floor down her back.  It took Helen 10 minutes to
lock a gold bar around Helen's elbows, wrists, waist, above her knees, below her
knees and ankles.  They where all connected to the center chain by short chains. 
Helen moved out of the room and came back wheeling a mirror.  Removing the hood,
she gave Karen the first view of herself.  Helen turned Karen's head so she
could look into the full length mirror beside her.  Karen spent five minutes
examining herself, pulling and tugging on the chains. 
"Their beautiful.  Where did you get them?"
"I spoke to Beth and she recommend a website.  When me and Endeavor went there
we looked this style so much more than the full on shackles we used before." 
Helen turned Karen round, slipping her fingers into the collar she pulled her
head closer to the mirror.  "I think you could even get away with wearing the
collar and some of the rings as jewelery."  Helen knelt down and remove the four
rings and chains around Karen's knees.  Placing the rings on the table, she
turned to give Karen a closer view of a ring.  "The hinge vanishes when you
close them and this little Allen key locks them.       According to the
instructions the Allen key is a special size and the only way to get one is from
the website."  Helen lifted a small spanner from the table and went about
removing all the chains, leaving the remaining rings in place.  Helen waited
while Karen touched the rings on her body.  She discovered that the wrist rings
where a square oval, making them impossible to slip off.  Helen lead Karen out
of the room.  Kim moved to sit down but Endeavor stopped her, handed her
something  and stood beside her.
"When they come back just copy what I do."
Hearing giggling she turned to see Helen and Karen crawl into the room.  They
stopped at her and Endeavor's feet.  Both of them licked first the left and then
the right foot of the person in front of them and sat back spreading their
knees.  They both flicked their long hair so it trailed down there backs and
kept their eyes on the floor.  Kim saw that Helen had silver rings in all the
same places as Karen's gold ones.
"Turn and frog."  Endeavor said.  Kim watched as both girls turned, put their
heads to the floor and their arms along side their legs.  Kim watched as
Endeavor lent down and took Helen's wrists, taking one of the cable ties in his
hand he tied her wrist rings together.  He did the same to her elbow rings.  Kim
looked at the cable ties in her hand and then at the Karen's back.  Endeavor
watched as Kim did to Karen what he had just done to Helen.
"She will not break and if it is too uncomfortable will till you."  Saying this
he tightened the cable tie round d Karen's elbow rings until they touched. 
"Turn."  Both girls struggled slightly but ended facing them again.  Kim was
still couched so this brought her and Karen face to face.  As she stood up, she
paused to caress Karen's breasts.  Endeavor had slipped a ribbon round Helen's
collar and then round Karen's.  Taking the ends of the silver ribbon, he walked
to the dinning table with a kneeling Helen crawling after him.  Kim followed
with Karen's gold ribbon.  Endeavor quickly served the meal.  Giving himself and
Kim a bowl of rice, he placed lots of bowls on a wooden turntable in the center
of the round dinning table.  He pointed out the various Chinese, Thai and Indian
dishes to Kim and then started eating.  Kim watched as her would take something
from a bowl with a fork, eat it and then repeat the process but the fork
disappeared under the table.  He is feeding her, she thought, and looked down a
Karen,  who was smiling up at her.  Picking up her fork, she took a piece of
sweet and sour pork and offered it to Karen, who wolfed it down.  This is how
the they spent the rest of the meal.  Her and Endeavor taking about work and
teaching.  It came as a surprised to both of them how similar their view points
where.  Being in different departments, they only knew each other from the odd
function they both had attended.
"Just in case you think I am really weird this is a special occasion and Karen
is normally in your seat.  Me and Helen had only done this a few times, normally
as a punishment.  Dessert, next I think." 
Karen kissed the side of Kim's left thigh.  Kim looked down at her and she
turned her head to the side questioningly.
"My dinner guest wants something?"  Kim asked Endeavor.
"Oh.  I was not going to go that far but if she is wants to.  She wants her
dessert.  Generally the slave gets dessert first.  See what happens Helen when
you get carried away."
"So where is her dessert?"
Endeavor quickly unbutton his shirt and stood to remove his trousers and
underwear.  He sat back down and smiled across the table at Kim.  Kim felt her
left big toe suddenly engulfed in moist warmth.  She looked down to see Karen
sucking it and watched as she slowly sucked each toe and licked the top of each
foot.  Karen worked up as far as Kim's knees and then looked at her expectedly. 
Kim had spent a lot of the night running on autopilot so she just went with the
flow.  It surprised them all to see Kim had even bigger breasts than Karen.  She
obviously went out of her way to hided them in clothes.  She was at least a 36
DD, maybe even bigger.  She sat back down naked and nervous.
"Closer."  Karen said.  Kim moved herself to the edge of the chair and felt
first a nose and then a tongue touch her clit.  Kim's hands gripped the chair
for dear life as Karen expertly made her come with slow lingering licks.  Kim
let out a low moan as Karen's tongue forced it's way into her.  This process
went on and on until Kim force Karen's face into her crotch and came.  Endeavor
placed a chocolate gateau in front of Kim and slowly poured cream over it.
"Now our dessert."
Kim looked at him trying to focus.
"What?"
"Dessert."
"No, please I need a minute."
"In front of you."
Kim looked down seeing the dessert plate for the first time.
"Oh." 
Kim watched as Endeavor laughed and at least one of the kneeling slaves did as
well.  As Kim slowly came back to the world around her she notice a weight on
her feet.  After some investigation she realised Karen was using them for a
pillow.  Lifting one foot she nudged Karen.  When her head appeared Kim offered
her a mouthful of the chocolate gateau.  Karen sucked the chocolate treat off
the fork.
"You tasted sweeter."  The voice from below.
"Does that mean you want more?"  Kim said and was surprised when she felt a head
start to force its way between her legs.  "I meant of the chocolate."  A
disappointed sign came from between her thighs.
After the meal Endeavor handed her a set of wire cutters and four snips later
the girls where free.  Taking Kim by the hand Endeavor lead her back into the
living room.  He offered her another glass of Merlot and sat down next to her.
"How long do you plan on keeping them in the rings?"  Kim said folding her feet
under her.
"I do not know.  Helen was right that they could be mistaken for jewelry.  The
collar and maybe an elbow and wrist ring on opposite sides would like good.  As
for Karen that is really up to her or you depending on how this plays out."
"What about ankles?"
"Not at college but maybe out and about."
The two girls walked back in and knelt between Endeavor and Kim.
"How did you end up with a name like Endeavor?"
"Old family name.  The first son gets lumbered with Endeavor, Evan, or Edward. 
Depending on when you fall in the circle."
"That reminds me."  Endeavor stood and walked out of the room.  He struggled
back in with a 1 meter sq painting and lent it against the wall.  "Helen." 
Helen crawled around to kneel in front of the painting.  "A present for you." 
Endeavor dropped the sheet covering the painting to reveal the painting Helen
had been interested in at the gallery.  Kim and Karen moved to get a better
view.
"Interesting subject."  Kim said pulling Karen up to get a better view and into
an embrace.
"I like it."  Helen said.  "Could we retire early so I could say thank you.?"
"We have a guest."
"Yes but Karen could say thank you by keeping the guest entertained."
"True."
"Ok, but we get the dungeon."  Karen said handing Kim her ribbon and walking
towards the card table to retrieve her chains.  Kim followed as Karen led her to
the study and on to the dungeon.
"Well I guess we get the master bedroom."

*****

"So what happens next?"  Carol said starting her fifth glass of wine.
"It's getting late.  If you want to know more we will have to do this again." 
Helen said getting the waiters attention.

*****

"So what are you going to do?"
"Go, of course."  Helen said.  "It could be interesting to spend some time with
Ryan.  Now I better go see George.  This is not going to be pretty."


*****

To be continued.