12 comments/ 45042 views/ 35 favorites The Bondage Hour By: HeyAll Part 1 of 4: The Job Offer It was another slow day. Lisa sat in the darkroom of her small photography studio as she developed pictures. Photography had always been her passion, and she made it her career. The 31 year old watched attentively as the pictures were completed. She hung them up to dry and she took a moment to admire her work. She had perfectly captured the images of a loving family which had come to her studio for a group photo. Lisa stopped her work when she heard a bell ring after the front door opened. She left the darkroom and headed towards the front desk. She saw a sharply dressed business woman. The woman had the appearance of an important corporate type. Lisa figured the woman was in her early 40's. "Good afternoon," Lisa said with a warm smile. "Welcome to my photography studio. My name is Lisa. How may I help you?" The professional woman smiled back. "Hi Lisa. My name is Meredith." They shook hands while Lisa stood behind the counter. "Pleasure to meet you Meredith. Is there anything I can do for you today? Are you looking for anything in particular?" "Actually I am. I love your work. I think you're excellent at taking portraits and capturing special moments." Lisa blushed. "Thank you. Did someone refer you to me?" "Not exactly. I recently joined facebook at the insistence of some of the people I work with. I browsed some profiles and I saw some lovely pictures attributed to you. I searched your name and found your website. You're a very talented woman." "I try my best." "So how does this process work?" Meredith asked. "Do people contact you, tell you what they want, and then you take their pictures? I'm new to this obviously." "That's usually how it goes. Sometimes people come to my studio if they want portraits taken, or sometimes I'll be hired to go to their location." "What kind of pictures do you usually take?" "It depends," Lisa replied. "If I have to travel, it's usually for weddings, ceremonies, graduations, things like that. In my studio I usually take family portraits. I'm told that I'm great with kids, so that's why a lot of families come here." "Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?" "Go ahead." "Do you make a lot of money doing this?" "It's a decent living." "Lisa, I'm not going to waste your time," Meredith said in a business-like tone. "I'm looking to hire a photographer for a series of shoots. I'll pay good money, and I require complete discretion. All of the pictures will be adult oriented." "That shouldn't be a problem," Lisa confidently replied. "I've done plenty of nude work before. I'm comfortable with that sort of thing." "What kind of experiences do you have?" "In college I had a few nude art classes. In my photography career, I've taken sensual nude portraits for women. It's a fairly common request. I'm assuming you want something along those lines." Meredith smiled. "Not quite. What I do involves a bit more eroticism." "Is it pornographic?" Lisa asked cautiously. "I'm not a person who likes to put labels on things. What I do is explore. I explore the bounds of human sexuality in a very particular way. I have special friends, and I would like you to document some of our sessions with your unique set of skills as a photographer." Lisa was taken aback, and she thought for a moment. "I can't. I'm sorry. I don't do anything that's pornographic. No offense, but I wouldn't be comfortable with it." Meredith reached inside of her purse and placed a business card on the table. "Thanks for your time," Meredith replied politely. "As an artist, I was hoping you would be open minded to all forms of art which involves the human body. If you're curious about what I do, then call me. I'm still hoping we can work together eventually. Have a great day." "You too. Thanks for coming in. I apologize for not being able to help." "Don't apologize. This isn't for everyone. On the back of my card I've written the amount I would pay for your services. I hope you consider it. Take care." With that said, Meredith turned and left the small studio. It was the most unusual offer Lisa had ever received since starting her own photography business. She had never been solicited for anything overtly sexual before. She picked up the card and looked at it. To her surprise, Meredith had a senior position with a major investment bank in the city. Lisa flipped the card over and saw the price that Meredith was willing to pay, and it surprised her. *** Later that night. Curiosity was still on Lisa's mind before bedtime, even though a part of her wanted to stay away from Meredith. She went to her trash and pulled out Meredith's business card, which she had crumbled into a little ball. She unfolded it and took another look. Then she went to her computer for a quick check. After a brief search, Lisa found Meredith's linkedin page. Meredith was an experienced business woman, with a high position in a major investment bank. The amount of experience Meredith had at a high level was surprising to Lisa. Lisa continued her online search and found Meredith's facebook page, which was open to everyone. She looked through the personal photos of the business woman. Meredith was beautiful, classy, sophisticated, with a commanding aura. Lisa wondered why such a woman would be interested in taking explicit pictures. But then again, everyone has their secrets, Lisa thought. The intrigue was enough for Lisa to change her mind. She opened her email and typed a message to Meredith: Hello Meredith, I hope you're doing well. This is Lisa, from the photography studio. I've thought a lot about your offer and I might be able to reconsider my stance on the subject matter, if you're still interested in working with me. But first, I have a few questions. Is there an appropriate time when we can talk on the phone? Or would you like to continue communicating through email? Let me know. Take care, Lisa She looked at the clock and it was already 11:25 pm, well past her bedtime. Lisa turned off her computer and took another look at the business card. She turned it around and looked at the hand written note from Meredith: $750 per hour It finally made sense to Lisa why Meredith was willing to pay so much. Meredith was a successful business woman, and she wanted a photographer who could cater to specific demands. Lisa only became more curious when she went to bed. * The next morning was a typical morning for Lisa. When there weren't any customers or clients in her small studio, she spent her time in the darkroom developing more photos. It was tedious work, but she enjoyed it. By the time she finished, she left the darkroom and glanced at her laptop, which was sitting on her desk. There were several new emails. Lisa's eyes briefly scrolled down the list of messages, which were mostly work related. What instantly grabbed her attention was the email reply from Meredith. She clicked it open: Lisa, I'm glad you've reconsidered my offer. It's better if we meet in person to discuss this. Come to my office on Friday, 8 am. I'll give you an appointment so the lobby and my secretary will let you in. Meredith The brief email was more than enough to peak Lisa's interest once again. She reached in her purse to look at Meredith's business card for the address of the downtown office. She used the internet and looked for the directions, and she made sure to keep her schedule clear for Friday morning. Part 2 of 4: The Bondage Room Lisa nervously stood in the elevator as it went up the high rise building. She wore a buttoned shirt with an office skirt to look appropriate in the corporate headquarters. It was intimidating for her to be around so many professional people in a lavish building. When the elevator finally reached the floor, Lisa sheepishly looked for Meredith's office in the extravagant area. Everything was new and pristine. Everyone was sharply dressed. Lisa approached the young secretary, and she was allowed to enter the office. "Please, have a seat," Meredith said. "I'm glad you've changed your mind about working with me." Lisa sat down and relaxed. "Well, you're obviously very classy, so I'm sure you won't have me taking pictures of anything obscene or graphic. I'm sure it's going to be tasteful, whatever it is." "Look at my office. Of course everything I do is tasteful," the business woman said jokingly. "I can definitely see that." "And I'm sure the money I'm offering has helped to convince you, correct?" Lisa suddenly became shy. "That's part of it." "Good," Meredith nodded. "I appreciate your honesty. There's no shame in wanting more money." "Money is always nice. I'm not exactly rich. But more than anything, I love the art of photography. I love capturing images of people which will last a lifetime. You seem like a really interesting person, and telling your story with my pictures was a chance I just couldn't pass." "I knew I picked the right woman for the job," Meredith smiled. "Do you ever plan on telling me what this job is? I understand your need for discretion given the subject mater, but at this point I'd like to know what's going on." "Are you familiar with bondage and the bdsm lifestyle?" Lisa was shocked. "Yes, I am." "What can you tell me about it?" Lisa thought for a moment. "Not a lot. I only know the cliche stuff I see on tv. You know, whips, chains, leather. That sort of thing." "That's only a small aspect of the fetish," Meredith explained. "True bdsm is about dominance & submission. It's about loss of power, and surrendering yourself completely to another person. The whips and chains are merely tools to achieve a specific goal." "Are you, like, a mistress or something?" Lisa asked in a shy tone. "I don't like labels. But I would fit that description. Does that bother you?" "Not at all. Um, I think female empowerment is a great thing." "So do I," Meredith nodded. "You're going to see a lot of female empowerment when you come to my special room. Most of my submissives are powerful business men in their everyday lives. They get off on having me bring them to their knees in private." "Do you?" "Do I what?" "Do you get off on it?" Lisa asked. Meredith smiled, "Of course I do. I wouldn't be doing this if I didn't love every second." "How does this work? I mean, do they come visit you? What then? Do you spank them or something?" "I have a special bondage room in my penthouse apartment," Meredith replied. "I meet with different submissives from the corporate world. It's an exclusive thing. Usually on the weekends. Only for on hour." "Why an hour?" Lisa asked. "It's the perfect amount of time, in my opinion. If it lasted too long, then things would start to hurt, in a bad way. If it was too short, there wouldn't be enough foreplay to build things up. An hour is the perfect amount of time to build an amazing climax." "Sounds provocative." "Wait until you see it," Meredith said. "I wear a gold mask. It's like an alter ego I have. Once the mask is on, I become a different person. If people think I'm a bitch in the office, wait until I'm in my bondage room with my mask on, and a whip in my hand. I become something else." Lisa found herself becoming drawn to Meredith's words. It was a new world of sexual freedom without the restraints of personal inhibitions. It repulsed her in some ways, but at the same time, it was completely fascinating. She couldn't wait to see it, and capture it on camera. "You want me to photograph the whole experience, right?" Lisa asked, to be clear. "I want you to photograph everything, except faces. Discretion is of the utmost importance, since my submissives are mostly wealthy individuals. You aren't allowed to know who they are. They'll be in masks the entire time." Lisa ran her fingers through her hair. "I'll be honest. This whole thing seems bizarre to me. I've never been asked to be a part of something like this before. I've never even seen this stuff on video before. It's all very new to me." "Then I envy you," Meredith replied. "Really? Why?" "Because you'll be exploring this for the very first time, with virgin eyes." "That's definitely going to be the case," Lisa replied. "Tell me, are you satisfied with your sex life?" "What do you mean?" "Are you sexually fulfilled?" Meredith asked bluntly. "Do you cum the way that you want to cum? Do you wish you had better orgasms? Do you wish someone would fuck your brains out?" Lisa was surprised by the line of questioning from the respectable business woman. "My sex life could be better," she replied. "I'm single. I haven't dated in a while." "So you probably masturbate a lot." "Kind of." Meredith reached for a pen & notepad and began to write. Once she finished, she handed the note to Lisa. "That's the address to my apartment," Meredith said. "The session is on Saturday at 10 pm. Don't be late. You'll be paid $750 for the entire hour. Take pictures of whatever you want, except for any faces. You aren't allowed to show the pictures to anyone. My secretary will have a contract and non-disclosure forms ready for you to sign when you leave my office." Lisa stood up. "Thank you. I look forward to our meeting on Saturday." Meredith also stood, and the two women shook hands to informally seal the deal. "One more thing, wear a nice dress when you come. I want you to look " The look on Lisa's face changed. At that very moment, she had just realized what she was getting herself into. *** After meeting with the secretary to sign the forms & agreements, Lisa briskly walked out of the corporate building to breath fresh air. Her mind was a mixture of emotions. She was curious, but nervous. She was intrigued, but reluctant. She realized she was in-over her head, but it was too late to back out. She had already given her word, and there was no turning back. The downtown street was busy, and she watched the corporate employees walk to their destinations, while she stood still like a nervous wreck. Lisa saw a small outdoor coffee shop and she walked over to stand in line. She desperately needed something to drink. The moment Lisa stood in line, she heard a voice calling her from behind. She turned around and saw Meredith's personal secretary approaching her with a smile. The secretary was surprisingly young, in her late 20's, and was very beautiful. "Did I forget to sign something?" Lisa asked, as the secretary came nearer. "No. It's all done. I'm on my break and I wanted to have a word with you." "Oh, why?" "I know what you've been hired for," she said. "When you were signing the documents, you looked terrified, like you were signing your life away or something." "Can you blame me for feeling like that?" The secretary smiled, "It's a normal feeling. I know exactly what you're going through." "You do?" Lisa asked. "I do. Let's just say that I went through an extensive interview process to get my job as Meredith's secretary." It didn't take long for Lisa to make the connection. She immediately realized that the beautiful young secretary was sexually submissive to Meredith. Lisa tried her best to avoid looking shocked. "So, you and Meredith?" Lisa asked suggestively and curiously. The secretary proudly nodded. "I applied for the job knowing that I was grossly unqualified to work for a top corporate woman. But I figured I had nothing to lose. I was interviewed by her personally. I could tell that she liked my appearance. Before I knew it, I signed many of the same documents that you did, then she let me in to her world of adventure." "Why are you telling me this? I don't want to sound rude, but that's not exactly information which should be shared." "You look like you could use a friend. I don't want you to be nervous." "Thanks," Lisa replied. "I'm already nervous though. I can't help but feel like I've made a huge mistake. I'm not sure if I can handle such a fetish." "I thought the same thing when I started getting involved with her. I was terrified when I first saw her bondage room. My hands were shaking when we started the process. But now, I can't be without it." "What changed your mind?" Lisa asked. "The pleasure." *** Saturday night. Lisa went to the apartment with her camera in its case, and she wore a yellow dress which she had bought specifically for the occasion. It was 9 pm. She was an hour early for the appointment when she made her way up the elevator. Being punctual was part of the job. When she arrived at the floor, Lisa walked towards Meredith's apartment and knocked. She didn't have to wait very long as Meredith answered the door barefoot, wearing a silk robe. Meredith's hair was nicely done, and so was her make up. "You're early," Meredith smiled. "I always like to come early. Is it a problem? I can always come back when..." "No no, it's fine. Come in. I'm glad you're early. It gives us a chance to talk more." Lisa stepped inside the apartment and marveled at its beauty. Everything was new and extravagant. It was clearly the apartment of a rich business woman. "Beautiful place," Lisa said in admiration. "This is gorgeous. I've never seen anything like this in the city." "There's going to be a lot of things tonight which you haven't seen before." "I'm sure you're right. Can I see your bondage room? I'd love to take pictures of it right now." "Not yet," Meredith replied. "I want you to take pictures when everything starts, not before." "Okay." "Are you ready for tonight's entertainment? Are you nervous at all?" Lisa thought for a moment. "I'm slightly nervous. But I'll be fine. I'm definitely curious though. I've never been a part of anything like this." "You're the type of woman who's going to enjoy this. I can tell." "What makes you say that?" "I've been doing this a long time," Meredith replied. "I can tell a lot about people's sexual habits by simply looking at them. After tonight, I'm confident that you'll be eager to return. You'll be hooked. Trust me." Lisa suddenly became uncomfortable from Meredith's assumption. She tried to remain professional and composed. "So what can you tell me about tonight's guest?" Lisa asked, changing the subject. "He's a wealthy business man. He also works in the city. He's a longtime friend of mine. I usually get business advice from him, but sexually, he takes his orders from me. You won't be seeing his face, and you won't know his identity. He's terrified of his secret getting out." "What time will he arrive?" "He's already here," Meredith grinned. "He is?" Meredith gestured to look down the hall. "He's in my master bedroom. Shall we have a look?" Both women walked down the hallway of the lavish apartment. Lisa's heart rate was skyrocketing as if she was doing a cardio workout. Her heart was beating fast when Meredith opened the door to the master bedroom. "There he is," Meredith said. Lisa's jaw nearly dropped when she saw a middle aged man sitting on the bed, wearing only his underwear. His face & head was covered in a black leather mask. There were holes in it so that he could see and talk. He was looking directly at Lisa. His body reflected his age and his figure was soft & chubby. His hands were tied together by rope. "What do you think?" Meredith asked with a borderline evil smile. "I...I don't know what to think." "Well, are you afraid for what I'll do to him? Does this arouse you in some way? You must have some thoughts on this. You're an intelligent woman." "It's certainly a provocative image." Meredith smiled. "If you think this is provocative, wait until the show starts. It isn't time yet though." The Bondage Hour The business woman closed the bedroom door, and they stood in the hallway of the large apartment. "In the mean time," Meredith said, looking at the photographer's body. "I thought I told you to wear a nice dress for tonight?" Lisa briefly looked down at her cheap yellow dress. "Sorry. This was the best I could do." "Not good enough. Follow me." The two women headed towards a different room down the hall. It was a guest bedroom, which was equally as impressive as the master bedroom. The room was neat, and the bed looked freshly made. Meredith opened the closet and briefly searched through the array of expensive clothing. When she found what she was looking for, she tossed it onto the bed. It was a stylish and slim black dress. "Put that on," Meredith said. "I don't want you wearing anything besides that, not even your shoes." "What about my bra & panties?" "Everything. Will that be a problem?" Lisa shook her head. "No." "Good. Get dressed in this room. I'll return shortly once I put my boots on and get rid of this robe." "Okay." "Are you ready for this?" Meredith asked. "I am." "You look uneasy. It's okay to be nervous. If you don't want to continue, that's fine. I can always find someone else, and I'll still pay you $750 for tonight." Lisa took a short breath. "I want to do this. I'll put the dress on, and I'll be ready when you are." "Excellent," Meredith smiled, before turning to walk away. Lisa was left alone in the lavish guest room. She looked at the black dress laying on the bed and wondered how much it was worth. It looked expensive. She put her camera down, then she removed her yellow dress and tossed it onto the bed. She took off her shoes. Finally, as Meredith requested, she removed her bra & panties, standing naked in the bedroom. She stared at her nude appearance in the mirror, noting how average she looked. She picked up the black dress and wore it, and then she looked at herself in the mirror again. This time, she looked much different. She looked like a woman of class & elegance. "Beautiful," Meredith's voice said from the hallway. Lisa was startled that she had been watched, but she wasn't sure for how long. Her eyes widened when she saw Meredith in a black corset and long black boots. Meredith's appearance was in stark contrast to her usual professional attire. "Oh, thank you," Lisa meekly replied. "You look beautiful as well." "It's time now. I've unlocked my special room. It's down the hall. Wait for me there with your camera ready, and I'll bring our special guest. You're free to take pictures however you please. I won't give you any instructions on how to do your job. It's up to you." "Thank you." Meredith stepped to the side, signaling Lisa that it was time to go to the bondage room alone. Lisa took a soft breath, and with her large camera in hand, she walked passed Meredith and headed down the hall to the unlocked room. The bondage room was large, and the walls were covered with a black padding. It was a well lit room. Lisa's eyes roamed around the different sexual items & contraptions which were on display. There was a variety of dildos, sex toys, chains, and clamps, all neatly on display. There was a chair and table in the room, which were the only furniture available. There was a large clock on the wall to ensure that each session lasted exactly one hour. It wasn't until the sound of Meredith's boot heels clicking the floor that Lisa remembered she had a specific job to do. They were coming, and Lisa readied her camera to take pictures. The first thing Lisa saw was the middle aged man entering the room, with his hands still tied, and his face still covered to protect his identify. Lisa snapped a photo of him. Then Meredith entered the room. She wore a bright gold mask which covered her face, but allowed her hair to roam down freely. The mask looked elegant and beautiful. It looked like something created in the 15th century for a royal family, Lisa thought. The mask had an intimidating, yet graceful appearance to it. Lisa snapped pictures of Meredith guiding the man into the room, and then closing the door. Lisa watched in curiosity as the bound man was made to kneel. He was ordered by Meredith to get on his knees and to remain silent in the most condescending way possible. Lisa snapped more photos. Meredith walked over to her collection of sex toys and she took her time picking what she wanted. She finally settled on a long flesh colored dildo. But she wasn't done yet. She attached the dildo onto a strap-on, and then she wore it over her leather corset. Once it was attached, Lisa snapped several photos of Meredith in a gold mask wearing a long strap-on. "Are you ready tonight?" Meredith asked her male submissive. "Mmm...Hmmm..." he muffled in response. "Good boy. Now open your mouth." The sounds of Lisa's camera snapping away echoed in the room as Meredith approached the powerful business man. She stood in front of him with her strap-on hanging forward, and she aimed it towards his open mouth. The man's mask had a small hole for his mouth, and it was just wide enough for him to accept the dildo inside. Lisa watched in awe as the man began to suck. She snapped several close-up shots of the oral encounter. He started sucking away with an unmatched enthusiasm. It was obvious to Lisa that the man had done this many times before, and that he loved it. She snapped more pictures, and noticed that the man had a bulging erection, which she also took pictures of. "Good boy," Meredith said to him in a condescending tone. "Now I want your little ass bent over the table." The man stood and positioned himself on the table, with his stomach lying flat, and his legs spread apart. Once again the man demonstrated that he had done this several times before, and that he was enjoying every moment, no matter how tormenting or degrading the experience would seem to the average person. Meredith picked up a small wooden paddle and gently started to smack the man's bottom. It was soft and gentle at first, as if she cared about his well being. The paddle began to strike him harder, then harder. The man started making mumbling sounds with his mouth as the striking became more intense. Lisa almost felt badly for him, but she did her job and took pictures instead. "You like that? You little cunt," Meredith said to him, continuing with the paddling. "Mmm....Hmm..." "I have something else for you." Meredith put the paddle down and strapped the man's hands & ankles to the different corners of the table. He became trapped, with nowhere to go. All of his trust was completely with Meredith. He was at her will, and at her mercy. She grabbed a bottle of lubrication and coated a large amount onto the tip of her finger. Lisa took close-up pictures of Meredith's lubricated finger. Then Lisa took close-up pictures of the finger going inside the man's anus. He moaned as he was being penetrated by Meredith's finger. Then two fingers were inserted inside. Then three. Lisa wondered if the man was even enjoying it. But that wasn't her business. Lisa's job was to take picture of the penetration, and she did, with the camera snapping away. She watched in awe as Meredith ruthlessly fingered the man's anus. Lisa's stomach nearly sank when she saw Meredith position herself behind the man, with the long strap-on pointed directly at the man's spread ass. Lisa was ready to shout and plead on behalf of the helpless man on the table. She wanted to stop this madness on his behalf. But she didn't. It wasn't her role. Her mouth was open in shock, and she briefly lowered her camera so she could see the anal penetration with her own eyes. It was a jarring sight. Then she remembered that she had a specific job to do, and that she was being paid a lot of money. She raised her camera, pointed it directly at the anal penetration, and she snapped more pictures. *** Monday. It was early morning and Lisa stood in her darkroom developing all of the pictures she had taken for Meredith. There were over 200 images total. The first batches were ready. The image quality was beautiful, and she admired her own work. She knew that Meredith would be pleased with how the bondage room was captured. She knew that Meredith would also be pleased with how the male submissive was captured. There were stunning shots of Meredith in the outfit, and there were close-ups of the gold mask. Lisa briefly looked through the rest of the film strips she had taken. She looked at the images of the man sucking the sex object, being spanked, then sodomized for a lengthy period by the large strap-on. Her heartbeat rose. Then she looked at the images of the man being jerked-off by Meredith. He shot a massive load of cum onto the floor, which he was later ordered to clean with his tongue. Lisa felt a burning sensation between her legs. She was aroused in her darkroom, the same way she had been aroused in Meredith's bondage room. She unbuttoned her pants and slide her right hand down her panties. She looked at the film being developed, of the man sucking the dildo while on his knees, and she touched herself sexually. She remembered everything she felt when she saw it for the first time. She visualized him being sodomized, and Meredith masturbating him. She touched herself thinking of the man sucking on Meredith's tits. She thought of all the verbally degrading comments sent his way, and how hard it made him. Then, Lisa imagined herself being in the man's position. She wondered to herself if she could possibly enjoy being made to suck a dildo, and being sodomized in such a degrading position. When she gave herself an orgasm in the darkroom, she knew the answer was yes. Part 3 of 4: Gold Mask & Black Dress Two months later. Lisa wore a new dress when she went to Meredith's office. She had been requested to a private meeting. Once she reached the right floor, she had a brief discussion with the secretary, and she was allowed to enter Meredith's office. The two women greeted each other with a hug, and they both sat down in their seats, with Meredith behind her large desk, and Lisa sitting in front of her. "I can honestly say that you're the best employee I've ever had," Meredith stated. "That means something, given how many qualified people have worked for me over the years." A proud feeling came over Lisa. "Thanks. I try my best." "Do you like having me as an employer? I have a reputation for being a real bitch, which is well deserved." "I don't think you're a bitch at all," Lisa playfully replied. "I think you're a strong woman. This world needs more strong women. And you're easily the most intriguing employer I've ever had. Every week is something mind boggling. I love that. I always look forward to our meetings." "Well, unfortunately, your services are no longer required," Meredith said in a blunt business tone. "You've completed your task photographing all of my submissives. I think you've done a wonderful job. Your work has far exceeded my expectations." Lisa was taken aback. She had grown to love watching, and taking pictures, of Meredith's secret sex life. Going to her apartment on Saturday nights was the thrill of her week. And she privately masturbated every time she returned home. She had also grown fond of Meredith's company on a weekly basis. "Oh, well I'm glad that you liked my work," Lisa replied, trying not to sound crushed. "I'm not the only one that likes it. All of my male submissives agree that you've done an outstanding job with your photography. You'll be receiving a considerable bonus for this. All of my submissives have also decided to give you a bonus for your efforts. When you leave my office, my secretary will hand you an envelope with your money." "That's very nice." Meredith smiled. "Trust me, your bank account is going to get a lot bigger once you make those deposits." "Is there any way that....we could...continue this?" Lisa asked with all of the confidence she could muster. "As a photographer, I think there's plenty more things we could explore, which we haven't already." Meredith raised an eyebrow. "Really? So, the shy little photographer wants to continue working for me. That's interesting." "Well, I'm interested in your hobby," Lisa reluctantly admitted. "It's fascinating stuff, and I think we've done great work together in terms of making art." Meredith thought for a moment. "I may have just the thing for you. No guarantees. But I'm not sure if you're going to like it. It might be a little out of your league." Lisa's attention was suddenly peaked. "What is it?" "I may have other work for you. You see, the bondage fetish is more common in the business world than you think. It's very popular amongst powerful men, because they love the role reversal. They love giving up control to seductive women after being the boss the whole day. Are you interested so far?" "Definitely." "Great. I'll contact the organizers of the event to see if you can join." "Event?" Lisa asked. "Yes, it's a small event which happens every so often. It's a bondage party, basically, where the rich & powerful go to have some real fun- the adult kind." "That sounds like something I'd love to see." Meredith grinned. "You have no idea. It's so dirty and vulgar, that everyone is masked. Everything is completely discreet. Plus it's a bit of a tradition." "What would I be doing there?" "Taking pictures. What else? Maybe the organizers of the event would like some beautiful pictures for a memorabilia or something along those lines." "I can definitely do that," Lisa replied. "To be perfectly honest, ever since I started taking pictures of your bondage sessions, it's been all I've been able to think about. Suddenly, everything else I do at work seems so tame in comparison." Meredith smiled, "I knew you'd like it. You're that kind of girl. I knew from the moment we first met. Now if you'll excuse me, I have an appointment in a few minutes." "Oh, of course. Thank you for your time." Lisa stood up and extended her hand for a handshake before she left. "One more thing," Meredith added. "My other friends don't always play nice. So if you want to continue working for me, then you better be sure." "I'm sure." Meredith nodded. "I thought so. We'll keep in touch. I'll contact you soon." *** A week later. It was an early Tuesday morning. Lisa was awoken by a series of knocks on her door. She got out bed, briefly checked herself in the mirror, then answered the door. To her surprise, it was Meredith's secretary holding a small package. "Good morning," the secretary said with a beaming smile. "Morning, please come in." The secretary stepped inside the small apartment holding the package, and Lisa closed the door. "Sorry to disturb you so early," the secretary said. "I'm busy the rest of the day, so this was the only time I had." "No worries. Do you want some coffee or breakfast?" Lisa asked. "I'm fine thank you." "So what brings you here this morning?" "Meredith had contacted the organizers of the event," the secretary replied. "They all love your work, and they think your pictures would be welcomed." "That's great news. I'd love to attend." "There's a condition though." "What is it?" Lisa asked. "The bondage event is exclusive, and they don't just let anyone in, no matter who you know. So you'll have to be initiated before you're allowed to take pictures there." The news woke Lisa stronger than any cup of coffee. "What do you mean?" "There's an initiation process for new members. And you'll have to be a member before you'll be welcomed there. I'm told that there's no way around it. You have to do it, if you want to continue working for Meredith." "Well, what does this initiation require? Anything extreme?" "I'm not sure," the secretary replied. "It changes each time. I was initiated a few years ago, and it was pretty tame. But for other people, yikes, wouldn't want to be them." Lisa suddenly felt her mind spinning. She wanted the job more than anything, and she didn't want to disappoint Meredith by refusing to be initiated. She couldn't turn down the condition. "Tell Meredith I'll do it," Lisa said. The secretary smiled and placed the package on a nearby table. "She knew you would be interested. This is for you." "What is it?" "Open it." Lisa bent down and lifted the cover from the package, and she saw a gold mask sitting on top of a thin black fabric. The mask was elegant, and similar to the one Meredith uses during her bondage sessions. "What's this for?" Lisa asked, as she picked up the mask to examine it. "You'll have to wear it to the event. It's the same type that Meredith has, which will let people know that you're either her guest, or her submissive." Lisa continued looking at it. "It's a beautiful mask." "It certainly is. There's an outfit in the package also. You'll have to wear it. Nothing else, except for heels." Lisa lifted the thin black fabric from the package. It was completely see-through. "I'm not allowed to wear anything else underneath?" Lisa asked. "Nope. Nothing. The event starts at 7 pm on Saturday. A driver will come pick you up at 6, so be ready. You're allowed to wear a jacket to cover your body when you walk to the car, but take it off once you reach the event. Don't forget to bring the mask, and your camera." "Can I ask you a personal question?" "Sure," the secretary replied. "Do you think I can go through with this? I mean, in your opinion, do you think I can handle what goes on at the event?" The secretary smiled, "There's only one way to find out." *** Saturday evening. The elevator door opened and Lisa quickly walked through the lobby of her apartment building. She wore high-heels and a large coat. Underneath, she wore the see-through black fabric with nothing else. She held the package with her gold mask inside, and another container which had her camera. She walked as fast as she could so that no one would see her. A black car was waiting for her, with the driver holding the door open. When she entered the car, she saw Meredith sitting in the backseat. Once Lisa sat down, the driver closed the door and drove the car towards their destination. "You look cute in that outfit," Meredith said. "It's nice seeing you in something a little sexier than what you normally wear." "Thanks. You look great also." Lisa's eyes roamed Meredith's body, which was much more bare. Meredith wasn't ashamed of sitting in the car wearing only a thin black fabric. Every curve on her body was completely visible, and her large brown nipples could be seen through the thin material. "You seem a bit nervous," Meredith noted. "Kind of. This whole process is pretty intimidating for me. I hear there's an initiation I have to go through." Meredith smiled. "You've heard correct." "Can you at least give me an idea of what's going to happen?" Lisa asked shyly. "I'm afraid not honey. But don't worry. You'll be in good hands." "I hope so. God, this is scary." "Why are you here?" Meredith asked bluntly. "What's the real reason? It has to be more than just professional curiosity. Admit it, you're a secret slut." "I'm not a slut." "Then maybe I should have the driver turn this car around and take you back to your apartment. "Wait," Lisa replied swiftly. "I'm here because I like what you do. I think it's exciting. I want to keep watching you." "Do you have fantasies of joining in?" "What do you mean?" "Do you ever fantasize about being whipped, spanked, or having a strap-on used inside any of your tight holes?" Meredith asked. "Yes. I have." A sly grin appeared on Meredith's face. "Of course. I knew you had submissive potential since the day I walked inside of your studio. It's usually the quiet girls that become the biggest sluts" The Bondage Hour "I'm not a slut." "Maybe not yet. The initiation should take care of that. Remember, no one is forcing you to be here. You can leave anytime you want." A shiver of fear & excitement was sent down Lisa's spine. She wondered what Meredith meant, as Meredith simply turned her head away with a faint smile and looked through the window of the car. The rest of the car ride was silent, while the joyous expression remained on Meredith's face. Part 4 of 4: Pain & Pleasure The security gates opened and the car was allowed to enter the large property. The car stopped in front of a mansion, and the two women stepped out of the car. "This is where we put our masks on," Meredith said. "And take off your coat. It's time to show off that beautiful body you have." Lisa removed the coat and tossed it inside of the car. A slight breeze of wind reminded her how vulnerable she was. She felt the space between her legs tingle from the cool air. Her pink nipples stiffened from a second round of breeze. Lisa closed her legs tight in a weak attempt of covering her womanhood. Both women put on their gold masks. Lisa reached in the car and grabbed her camera. They closed the doors, and the car drove off. The entrance to the mansion was guarded by two large men. They also wore masks, and they stood silently as the two women approached them. "Password please," one of the masked security guards asked. "Towel clips," Meredith replied. "You may proceed ladies." The guard opened the door, and the two women entered the mansion. Lisa marveled at the extravagance of the building. It looked like it was built for a royal family. Paintings, decorations, and collectors items were all displayed on the walls. The carpet was red on the entrance which they entered. The two women walked down the large hall. "You have to wait in the guest room for a while," Meredith said. "Someone will come get you shortly." Lisa took a deep breath. "Okay." "Don't be nervous. You'll be fine." "Can you tell me what's going to happen?" Lisa asked. "I'll be less nervous if I knew." "You'll be fine. Wait in the room until someone comes for you. Keep your mask on, and leave your camera there. There will be plenty of time to take pictures later." Meredith opened the door and gestured for Lisa to enter the room. The guest room was plain, with a few pieces of wooden furniture. It wasn't nearly as fancy as the other places in the large mansion. Lisa took a deep breath and entered. *** She lost track of how long she waited. She never took off the mask. After getting bored of sitting & waiting, Lisa stood in front of a mirror and looked at herself The mask was enchanting. She couldn't stop thinking about how her pink nipples and vagina were visible through the thin fabric. She began to question herself, and her reasons for being there. Before she could think any further, there was a knock on the door. A woman entered, completely naked, wearing only a gold mask. "Follow me," the naked woman said in a soft voice. Lisa followed her out of the room, and they went down the hallway. It became darker. Many of the lights had been turned off, and there was an abundance of candles burning in all directions. There was a group of masked people standing down the hall. Some were naked, some of them wore suits. All of them wore masks. They stood in a circle, with Meredith standing in the center. Meredith was completely naked except for the mask. It was the first time Lisa had seen Meredith's naked body. Lisa admired her toned figure, and voluptuous curves with large brown nipples. Lisa was led to the middle of the circle, standing directly in front of Meredith. The other masked guests in the room stood silently. "Welcome Lisa," Meredith said. "The committee has decided to admit you into our private Club. It wasn't an easy decision, but the quality of your work, and your discretion, is what allowed for your entry. However, there are conditions to this acceptance. Would you like to know what they are?" "Yes," Lisa nervously nodded. "First, you are required to experience sexual submission for the group to watch. Secondly, I'm required to use 15 clothing clips on your body during the process. Finally, you are required to orgasm at least 2 times during the next hour. All of the conditions are final. You can either accept them, or leave." Lisa took a deep breath. "I accept." "Tell us why you accept. Why would you want such painful & degrading acts done to you? You're such a sweet little girl." Lisa thought for a moment. "Watching your sessions these past two months has opened my eyes to something new. I want to continue being part of this." "Even if it means having to go through with this initiation?" Meredith asked. "Yes." "What does that make you?" "A slut." Meredith nodded. "Remove your outfit. Show us your beautiful body." There was a shiver down Lisa's spine. Despite the masks, Lisa could feel all eyes in the room waiting in anticipation. She slid the see-through outfit down to her feet, and stood completely naked. She resisted the urge to cross her legs, and allowed her cleanly shaven crotch to remain uncovered. She resisted the urge to cover her small breasts, and allowed her pink nipples to protrude. Meredith took a step forward, and she was just inches away from Lisa. She reached out and touched Lisa's small breast, softly caressing it with her hand. She circled the pink nipple with her finger, then she pinched it hard. "Oww..." Lisa gasped. "Am I hurting you?" "A little bit." "Shall we stop then?" Lisa knew she was being given a subtle ultimatum. "No. Please don't stop." Meredith pinched the nipple even harder, causing Lisa to gasp again. "You might not like this at first. But you will..." A masked naked woman approached them holding a pillow with a small pile of clothing clips on it. Meredith picked up one of the clips, squeezed it open, and positioned it over Lisa's nipple. She slowly allowed the clip to clench the nipple, little by little. Meredith released her hold of the clip, and it clenched the bare nipple powerfully, causing it to swell. "It hurts badly," Lisa said in a calm desperation. "Do you want to stop? The conditions are non-negotiable." "How long will the clip be there?" "Until you orgasm twice tonight. I can speed things up if you'd like. It would be easier for a beginner like you." "Please..." Meredith reached for another clothing clip, and she mercilessly used it on Lisa's other nipple. "Ahhh..." Lisa yelled. "That's 2 clips so far. 13 left." "Where are you going to put them?" Lisa asked, almost fearfully. Meredith leaned forward and whispered in Lisa's ear. "How about your labia? That's the traditional spot for a woman. Do you want to quit, or join our club?" It was the point of no return. Lisa made up her mind within a moment, even as her nipples were badly aching. Her once pink nipples were turning a dark shade of red. "I don't want to quit. I want to join your club." "Then lay on your back. Spread your legs." Lisa laid on her back on the carpeted floor, with her legs spread wide open. Her womanhood was completely exposed, awaiting the pain from the clothing clips. Meredith got down on her knees and took her time examining the pussy in front of her. She studied it, and admired it. Meredith picked up a clothing pin, squeezed it open, and lifted the left side of Lisa's labia. "This may sting a little," Meredith warned. "You're a grown woman. So act like it." With those words of caution, Meredith cruelly released the clip, causing it to suddenly clench the labia, making Lisa scream. Meredith smiled and reached for another clip, this time, releasing it gently to the labia. The pressure of the second clip caused the labia to change shape. Meredith continued the process until the left side of Lisa's vaginal labia was covered with clothing clips. "How does your cunt feel?" Meredith asked. Lisa laid her head on the carpet and struggled with the pain of her nipples & labia being squeezed tightly by the clothing clips. "It hurts really bad." "That shows you're human. I'm proud of you for lasting this long. Your initiation is tougher than most because your financial background isn't the same as ours, and you don't have a history of bondage." "I understand." "Good slut. Hang on sweety, the hard part is almost over." Meredith reached for another clothing clip, this time placing it gently on Lisa's right labia. Lisa didn't flinch anymore, and she didn't moan. She had already become used to the pain in her sensitive sexual areas. The pattern was continued until all of the clips were used on Lisa's pussy. The once cute and attractive vagina had suddenly become deformed. The vaginal lips were stretched in different directions like clay because of the tight grip of the clothing clips. Meredith looked inside of Lisa's pink pussy and saw that it was becoming wet. "You're ready for your first orgasm," Meredith said. "Aren't you?" "I am." Meredith spanked the center of Lisa's pussy without warning. The shock caused Lisa to scream in a rare combination of pain & pleasure. The spanking of Lisa's pussy continued until the tips of Meredith's fingers became coated with vaginal fluids. "You're soaking wet, my dear," Meredith said. "I think you're ready." With that said, Meredith inserted two fingers inside the pussy, and she used fingers from her other hand to play with Lisa's clitoris. It was a potent combination. Her fingers were skilled in sexually pleasuring other women. The fingers were being worked in a particular and skillful manner. Lisa moaned in pleasure. She no longer cared about the group of masked people watching her. At that point, all she could think about was the burning sensation in her pussy and nipples. The fingers continued its frantic work. Meredith went faster and faster. More intense. Lisa's body began to shake. She cried. Meredith sensed that Lisa was on the brink of her first orgasm, so she worked even harder fingering the hot pussy. Lisa squirmed, cried, and her back arched. Lisa let out a loud scream and her toes curled, then, her body went limp. "That's one orgasm so far," Meredith smiled, looking at her fingers which were covered in pussy juice. "Now it's time for orgasm number two. It's going to be a bit tougher. You can quit anytime you want. Are you ready?" "Yes."' Meredith snapped her fingers, and two masked naked women came and wrapped leather straps around Lisa's hands & ankles. They guided Lisa to turn over, so that she was on her hands and knees. They spread Lisa's hands & ankles, and locked them onto hooks on the ground. Lisa was on her stomach, completely bound and helpless. "Your final test is 9 inches in your ass. Don't worry kitten, I'll use plenty of lubrication for you." Lisa's eyes widened. The bondage restraints on her wrists & ankles were tight, and she had no where to go, unless she decided to quit, which would permanently end her relationship with Meredith. She wanted to continue the bondage lifestyle. She refused to quit, even when she felt Meredith's fingers push inside her ass. The fingers were wet, covered in a thick lubrication. The fingers probed her tiny asshole as far in as they could go. Meredith wasn't gentle, she was all business. Lisa just laid her masked face flat on the floor and accepted the finger penetration inside of her ass. "I'm wearing the strap-on you've seen me use so many times on my submissives," Meredith said, laying on top of Lisa's body. "I'll go slow at first, but I expect you to keep up with my pace." At that moment, Lisa had flashbacks of all the masked men who had been anally fucked by Meredith's variety of different strap-ons. Lisa had imagined being in the submissive role so many times before, she had never imagined that it would actually happen, at least not so soon. The tip of the strap-on pressed tightly against Lisa's anus. Meredith used her hands to spread Lisa's ass cheeks apart, which allowed the sex object to penetrate the tiny little hole. Lisa groaned loudly when the object entered her body. It slowly made its way inside of her rectum. She clenched her hands tightly and gritted her teeth. When the object continued its slow journey in her ass, her mouth opened and she let out a groan. It continued until Meredith's crotch pressed against her ass. "Brave girl," Meredith said in Lisa's ear. "Most people would have quit by now. Not you. You're almost done. This is going to feel good in a moment." Meredith slowly pulled out of Lisa's rectum, and then she gave a soft thrust, pushing it deep inside once again. She paced the rhythm slowly in accordance with Lisa's tightness. Every thrust made Lisa groan. Lisa looked around the room while she was being sodomized. The masked guests all stood silently and watched the show. She wondered what they thought of her. She wondered if they were aroused. She wondered if they actually knew her true identity. The thrusting inside Lisa's ass continued. The pain soon joined with pleasure. Her nipples and pussy still ached badly from the clothing clips. The pain continued to grow. Her anus was still hurting from the 9 inch sex toy, and she never fully got used to it. But there was a strange pleasure growing inside of her. Being anally fucked for everyone to see was titillating. It was sensational. The thrusts became faster and deeper. Meredith showed less mercy, and less tenderness, and really started being rough on Lisa's ass. Lisa was being treated like any one of Meredith's submissives, which was a compliment to Lisa. It meant that Meredith knew that Lisa was tough enough, and worthy enough, to take the anal pounding. "I can sense your orgasm approaching," Meredith said, while thrusting. "Cum for me, my dear. Do it, and join our club." "I'm trying," Lisa gasped. "Maybe this will help, kitten." Meredith reached underneath and began to play with Lisa's clitoris, while continuing to sodomize her. Lisa's sexuality was being assaulted on all sides. Her nipples ached. Her labia ached. Her anus & rectum were being pounded without mercy. Now her sensitive clitoris was being massaged. "Oh my god!!!" Lisa cried. The young woman's back arched violently, and her hands & feet clenched with all their might. Fluids shot from her pussy and coated the floor. For the second time, she became limp once again. "Congratulations," Meredith said, rubbing Lisa's hair. "You're a member now." Meredith slowly pulled the sex toy out of Lisa's ass and stood up. She watched Lisa on the ground. Lisa was sexually drained for the moment, and was slowly coming back to life. The other masked women came to untie Lisa, and they unclipped her nipples & pussy. Lisa stood, and the other masked guests in the room gave an applause for their new member. Epilogue: Six months later. Lisa wore a beautiful dress as she waited in the elevator. She was holding a large yellow envelope. Once she had reached her floor, she greeted the secretary with a big smile and a hug. Then she entered Meredith's office. Pleasantries were exchanged, and Meredith opened the envelope to look at the newly developed pictures while they both sat down. "You've outdone yourself," Meredith noted, looking at the pictures. "Exquisite work. The camera angles, the lighting, the timing. These are perfect. Our friends at the club will love it." "Thanks. I've had plenty of practice over the past few months." "You certainly have. It's a shame that these pictures have to remain private. Your talent as a photographer should be recognized by a lot more people." "Recognition from you is enough," Lisa said boldly. Meredith smiled, "Such a sweet girl." "I saw my check sitting on the secretary's desk. I'm sure it's another generous payment, which I'm very grateful for. But today I was hoping for something a little more...extra..." Meredith reached down to remove her panties underneath her office skirt. "Very well. You have 30 minutes before my next meeting." "Thank you." Lisa walked over to the desk in a casual manner. She tried to hide her impatience, but both of them knew how Lisa truly felt. Meredith opened her legs and watched Lisa get down on her knees. The End Your votes & comments are appreciated.