By: B.Z.

Caroline Hauptman was an up and coming lawyer with a prestigious Boston Law firm. She had everything; money, looks and brains; an attractive 5'6" thirty-something brunette with 34D, 26, 36 measurements. Many of her male cohorts would have loved seeing Caroline modeling swimwear for Sports Illustrated.

Her law firm sponsored many networking parties, which as a Junior Partner Caroline was required to attend. The main purpose of these "get-togethers" was to entertain current clients and to recruit new ones. It was at one of these events that Caroline met Rupert Sedgwick.

Her first impression of Rupert had been that he reminded her of the Higgins character in the T.V. series Magnum P.I. He was short, portly, balding and very, very British.

When they exchanged business cards she smirked, raised one eyebrow, and then felt the warmth in her cheeks as they blushed a rosy red. The card was elegant enough, but in place of the usual company logo this card had been embossed with a set of silver handcuffs entwined with a thorny red rose and on the back of the card she found a hand written message "YOU MY DEAR, would look divine in a collar and cuffs".

A week later Caroline' cheeks again had the occasion to glow red when Henry Frisbain, her boss, reintroduced Rupert to her as a new client, as Henry informed her that; “Mr. Sedgwick has expressly asked for you to represent him.”

Ironically Rupert's little comment on the back of his business card had somehow planted a seed in Caroline's mind, and in fact she felt as though she had begun to obsess about it.

She'd had no experience with bondage as an adult, but that night after meeting Rupert her memory had suddenly flashed back to images of being bound; she remembered seeing a few old black and white movies of herself as a child being tied up by her older brother Robert and their cousin Jason. Somehow she had always wound up being the victim of the older boys as they played cowboys and Indians or cops and robbers. She remembered that her family had thought it was kind of cute as they filmed the scenes created by the older boys. She smiled to herself at the memory, but the smile faded as another image leapt into her brain.

A deeply suppressed memory jolted her, she remembered being tied up as a teenager in her skimpy cheerleaders uniform, again by Robert and Jason but this time it was a different kind of play, now the boys (older) began to grope at her bound and burgeoning young breasts as they lifted her skirt to gain a peek at her still hairless and virginal pussy. She vaguely remembered that her initial reaction had been one of anger, but as the boys' hands freely roved over her body she could remember feeling something else, something different. She remembered a tingly sensation that crept down her spine and settled in a place she hadn't expected. It was a new experience for her.

The boys had refused to release her until they had coerced her into promising not to tell their parents, and in fact she had somehow managed to completely block the event from her memory, until now.

Still she had never associated bondage (she hadn't even realized she knew the term) with sex. In fact, those childhood memories had been filed somewhere deep in the recesses of her mind. But now she thought about them much more than she had consciously wanted to, and that strange tingly feeling she remembered was her upper most thought.

Like most junior partners in large Law firms Caroline was over worked and under sexed. Outside the firm she had little time for a social life, let alone a sexual one. So Rupert's little notation had set her mind on a course she had seldom traveled. Awakening an interest in her that she couldn't as yet understand nor could she displace it.

Rupert Sedgwick on the other hand was an older man in his early fifties, but not by any means ancient. He was an affluent member of the British gentry. He loved classical music, fine art, gourmet cooking and dining, a good smoke and above all else a beautiful woman on his arm. He was charismatic and domineering; in his business affairs he was a little martinet who did not abide with the inefficiencies of others. And now he had set his sights on Caroline.

During their meetings Rupert was all business and he found Caroline to be exceptionally proficient at her job. But when their business had concluded Rupert would persistently ask the same question. “Have you thought about my little message on the back of my business card?” When she would either try to ignore the question or too quickly answer no, he always felt that she was probably either in denial or lying, but being a patient gentleman he never pressed the issue.

Over the next year the seed planted and nurtured by Rupert had taken root and flourished in Caroline's mind.

But Caroline, fearful of committing to a real bondage relationship, tried experimenting on her own.

First she had tried tying herself up as best she could, without finding much satisfaction in just being loosely bound. She'd even succeeded in persuading one of her girlfriends into tying her up once. This had produced more secure bonds, but again little gratification. Desperately she'd even attempted to get Bob, her sometimes boyfriend to take an interest in tying her up and taking advantage of her, but he displayed little talent for and even less interest in the game. Finally and grudgingly she had to admit to herself, that if she wanted to sate this obsession of hers she would need to find some one who knew what the hell it was that they were doing.

All during this time she'd had regular monthly meetings with Rupert concerning business. The tone of these meetings was always very professional. But Rupert, persistent to the end, never failed to ask her about the little message he had scribbled on the back of his business card during that networking party.

It was a game that Caroline had accepted as part of Rupert's personality, but she had never seriously considered giving a positive response to these inquiries. And then the thought occurred to her that perhaps it was Rupert's persistent reminders that had perpetuated this infatuation of hers.

In the end Caroline's curiosity and frustration finally won out over her better judgment and at their next meeting, when Rupert invariably asked her about the statement on the back of his business card. Caroline averted her eyes screwed up her courage and said, “Yes, Rupert I have. I think you know I have, and I think you now know that I want you to show me exactly what it feels like.”

“Delighted my dear, and may I say, it's about time.”

Without saying another word he promptly reached inside his jacket removed a sealed envelope. Handing it to her, he turned and walked out. The envelope contained a list of detailed instructions for their first meeting outside the confines of her office.

Caroline taken unawares by Rupert's preparedness and arrogance, thought to herself, “Why you smug little bastard, I ought to tear this thing up and throw it in the trash can.” But, her resolve quickly melted and she reflected as she opened the packet; “he has probably been carrying this envelope with him ever since our first meeting, and the arrogance, well that was after all his personality.”

Now alone in her office she read the contents of the envelope. The detailed instructions were typically Rupert; she was to arrive at precisely 7:00 that evening. She was to wear a cocktail dress that did not come down below her knees. She was forbidden to wear panties or pantyhose; but she was to wear a garter belt with hose and the highest heeled shoes that she owned.

Caroline arrived at Rupert's apartment complex at 6:30. Feeling more nervous than she had been on her very first date, and fearing being late she sat in the lobby and waited for the appointed hour. And, as the hour slowly approached she looked anxiously at her wristwatch before knocking on Rupert's door at precisely 7:00.

Entering the apartment Rupert complimented Caroline on her punctuality. As he escorted her in he collected her coat and purse then retrieved a pair of silver handcuffs from his jacket pocket. "I believe these to be the reason that you have finally accepted my hospitality." With that he drew her arms behind her and securely cuffed her wrists behind her back.

"I must say, you do look lovely my dear" Rupert said as he inspected his nervous guest.

Meanwhile, Caroline stood rigidly still, not quite sure of her balance without the use of her arms . She was attired in a chocolate colored strapless dress with a beaded top. The color of her dress matched the color of her eyes and the color of the flowing locks of hair that draped her naked shoulders, as it clung seductively to her luscious form. Her legs were sheathed in taupe colored silk stockings and she was perched exquisitely upon a pair of chocolate suede pumps with a t-strap and 4" heels.

Taking a riding crop conveniently at hand from a nearby table, Rupert carefully raised Caroline's skirt to ensure that she had followed all of his instructions. Lowering it again he commented, "Excellent my dear, you follow directions quite well". He took her by the elbow and led her to a comfortable looking chair and had her sit down.

He then asked if she would like a glass of white wine. She indicated that she would, but shrugged her shoulders and indicated her wrists.

Rupert smiled as he opened a bottle of chardonnay. He filled the glass half way then set it upon a table next to Caroline's chair. He held the glass by its stem and expertly swirled it on the table, he then raised the glass to Caroline's nose, "it has a very pleasant aroma, don't you think so?" Caroline sniffed the wine and agreed. Then Rupert lowered the wine glass to her mouth and gave her a sip.

Dinner was quite a different experience for Caroline. After their glass of wine Rupert, took her again by the elbow, led her to the dining room table. But instead of offering her a chair he directed her kneel down next to his.

While Rupert dined on trout almandine, white asparagus, and light saffron rice Caroline knelt by his side. He would offer her bits from his plate, which he gave to her by hand. She accepted these offerings and licked his fingers as he directed, but her enjoyment of the evening had ceased.

Sitting in the comfortable chair and having Rupert fawn over her with the glass of wine, that was exciting, but having to kneel at his side while he stuffed himself and be fed her scraps of food from the table like a dog that was just plain humiliating.

After dinner Rupert produced what at first glance appeared to be an elegant golden chain, too heavy to be a necklace for a pendant but elegant enough to be worn as a choker. And as it turned out, it was in fact a choker. A 24 karat gold dog's choke collar; which Rupert wasted no time in fitting it over Caroline's head. With the collar settled about her neck he then snapped a golden leash to the collar's ring. A quick jerk on the leash forced the collar to constrict tightly around Caroline's pretty neck. She gasped and felt a chill ran down her spine as her air supply was briefly cut off.

Caroline could feel the goose bumps rushing down her spine as the collar engulfed her neck, and for the first time she could also feel that strange tingling sensation she had vaguely remembered down below where her panties should have been.

Rupert helped Caroline to her feet, and then led her by her leash into his den. And again she was ordered down on her knees. She would have to kneel at his feet as he indulged his after dinner custom of a snifter of Courvoisier Napoleon accompanied by a fine Cohiba Churchill.

As he consumed the cognac and puffed away on the cigar, he would occasionally pat Caroline's head as if she were a favorite pet. And dipping his finger into the cognac he would give her an occasional taste of the strong spirits.

Caroline, however, began to think that she had made a big mistake, sure there was that sudden surge of excitement when Rupert had placed the collar around her neck. And then when he had tugged on the leash she briefly panicked with excitement as it cut off her air supply for an instant. But this whole kneeling thing was going nowhere.

It was obvious to her that Rupert was enjoying the evening and she gratefully accepted the occasional taste of the cognac; but she really detested the odor of the cigar, and yet something compelled her to say nothing and let the evening play itself out, still hoping things would soon improve.

With his after dinner ritual completed, Rupert finally led her into the bedroom.

“Now maybe things will get a little interesting,” Caroline hoped.

As she stood next to the bed Rupert maneuvered behind her and unzipped her gown then removed her bra letting the two articles of clothing drop to the floor. He ordered her to step out the garments, which now gathered around her ankles. Next he ordered her to slip off her shoes. Then leaving her garments piled on the floor he ordered her up onto the bed.

Rupert produced two sets of silver ankle cuffs and secured each of her gorgeously petit ankles to opposite sides of the bed's footboard, then releasing her wrists from behind her back, he pulled her arms up over her head and fastened first one wrist using the same silver handcuffs he had just removed to one side of the headboard, and then with an identical pair which magically appeared from his jacket pocket he fastened her other wrist to the opposite side of the headboard.

Caroline now felt quite helpless; the goose bumps soon returned, as did the tingling sensation, which began to emanate from within the area covered by her triangular growth of hair.

“Okay Rupert, this is more like it.” Caroline thought.

Rupert now had Caroline spread-eagled on the bed and dressed only in her garter belt and silk stockings. From the table next to the bed he removed a white leather covered ring gag, which he gently forced into her mouth and fastened behind her neck. From the same drawer he removed two gloves; one looked like a furry oven mitt, and was in fact made of mink. The other was a black leather glove that had dozens of small steel tacks protruding from its' palm.

Rupert placed the mink mitten on his right hand and the leather glove on his left, and then attacked her body with the mink. He ran his hand over Caroline's body from head to toe, focusing his attention mostly on her torso (bosoms, pelvis and waist) and her inner thighs.

“Yes Rupert that's what I've been longing for.” Caroline thought to herself as she tested the security of her wrists and ankles.

Rupert maneuvered the glove expertly over her taut body. And Caroline became more and more excited. When he lingered a while over her already quite excited clit, she went absolutely wild trying to grind her hips in rhythm with the passage of the glove.

Caroline was panting, “Yes, yes, yes.”

Suddenly, the mink mitt was gone.

“No, no please don't stop.” Came Caroline's garbled plea as she moaned through the gag.

But Rupert paid no attention to her pleas and without warning he switched from the sensual mink mitten to the cruel leather glove; and instead of an arousing massage Caroline was about to experience some painful reality.

Instantly his gloved left hand seized upon Caroline's right breast,

Caroline quickly shifted from ecstasy to agony in the same instant.

“Aaaaaaaaarrrrgghhhh.” As little trickles of blood formed on the assaulted boob Caroline let out a blood-curdling scream that the ring gag, or any gag for that matter, was powerless to suppress.

Then his left hand grabbed her crotch, leading to another blood-curdling scream from Caroline. He continued to explore her body with the devilish glove running it along her body as she squirmed trying to avoid its agonizing touch or its' sudden grabbing of a handful of flesh.

As Rupert maneuvered about her body Caroline continued to scream insanely through the gag.

Suddenly Rupert switched back to the mink mitten. When the pain subsided Caroline slowly calmed down. Then as the sensual mitt journeyed over her torso she once again found herself moving to the rhythm of his touch.

But this was not her game to play; Rupert was in full control. His plan was to bring her to the very edge of ecstasy and then to bring her back down again and again. So he watched as his captive slowly neared reaching orgasm, and then with speed of a viper he suddenly grabbed her left breast with his tormenting left hand.

“Aaagh, no, no, no not now I'm so close.” Caroline wept.

But Rupert's plans did not include satisfaction for Caroline, at least not any time soon. He would alternate between the mink mitten and leather glove at his leisure. The mink glove would bring her closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. And then the tacky little leather glove would send chills up and down her spine, inflicting the kind of pain she'd never expected nor experienced before, the sort of pain that made her skin crawl and her cunt lips tingle.

Rupert continued to toy with her for well over two hours before deciding to allow her the reward she now so desperately craved. He wanted the devilish left hand to finally bring her satisfaction. So he gently began to rub her cunt with the thorny gloved hand.

Rupert's gentle touch combined with the raspy feel of the glove was something new and strange. But before Caroline could adjust to this new sensation he shifted his focused onto her excited little clit, he gently played with it. Lightly squeezing her excited little nubbin between the tacky thumb and index finger of his left hand, and gently prodding it gently with his middle finger.

Caroline gyrated in time with Rupert's touch, as her vulva sought contact with its' attacker.

His gentle play continued until he could see she was about to cum. This time he allowed her to cum all the way. And as she reached her climax he suddenly left her clit and roughly grasped her inner right thigh with his deadly left hand. The pain and ecstasy combined as Caroline exploded into one massive orgasm after another.

This was brand new ground for Caroline; she had never experienced anything like that in her life. And secured to the bed as she was she could do nothing but lay there helplessly, panting exhaustedly as a broad satisfied grin spread rapidly across her rosy flushed face.

Caroline may have been ready to call it a night, but Rupert was just getting started, he now decided to intensify the pain. As he felt she was ready to be introduced to the lash. He removed a small taws and a blindfold from the bedside table. He positioned the blindfold over her eyes, then slowly and gently he began to caress Caroline's exposed body with the taws. Gradually he allowed her to become accustomed to the feel of the taws lapping at her body.

Caroline was exhausted after her multiple orgasms, and she had expected Rupert would either release her from her bondage letting her go home or maybe, even better, make mad passionate love to her. But as the blindfold covered her eyes she wondered, “What can he be up to now.” Then she felt the taws.

At first the light slapping of the taws against her bare skin felt good, almost ticklish. But as the strokes intensified they began to sting more and more.

Rupert expertly continued to increase the power of his strokes until he was able to exert more force behind each blow.

Caroline's moans and giggles gradually reverted to groans of pain. But strangely she found that the pain was not that hard to accept, and then there was that growing tingly feeling again as she felt her clit coming back to attention once again. Slowly as Rupert's stokes intensified her heaving chest, taut stomach and tingling pubis began to glow as they turned a light shade of red, like mild sunburn.

After inflicting as much pain as he thought she could endure for her first time, Rupert returned to the gloves. Her skin was now very sensitive and even the lightest touch of his gloved hand brought about violent reactions from his unsighted victim. And even the soft bristles of the mink mitten would elicit little jerky movements from her sensitive breasts and abdomen.

In fact, her body was so sensitive to the touch that she experienced sensations she had never dreamed existed. As she became accustomed to the mink he began to massage her clitoris with his now bare left hand.

But just as before, as she neared orgasm he would bring her back down by reintroducing the taws into the action. Rupert regaled in his efforts; relentlessly toying with his helpless victim, bringing her to the edge of orgasm only to bring her back down through the stinging attention of the taws.

He managed to keep her on edge for another two hours. And only after many repetitions of the pain pleasure cycle did he finally think she was ready for the coup de main.

First he removed her blindfold then he removed his hand from her cunt and replaced it with his 8" long 4" around cock. Caroline seeing the size of his cock thought, “Oh my god, Rupert you devil.”

She was amazed at how easily the huge thing had been able to penetrate her cunt. She hadn't realized just how well lubricated she'd become. Rupert attacked his target with vigor and before too long they both exploded simultaneously. For Caroline it turned out to be more exciting and a more extensive series of orgasms than she'd ever thought she'd be capable of.

Rupert retrieved a crystal dildo that approximated the size of his cock from the bedside table. He then alternated between the dildo and his cock, giving his dick an occasional break, and continued to ravish Caroline well into the night.

When he had completely satisfied himself, and without removing the ring gag he positioned himself over her head and placed his now flaccid member in her mouth, ordering her to clean him off.

Caroline used her tongue to lick his cock and balls clean. But this attention brought his docile prick back to attention, and ejaculated a fresh load of cum into her gaping mouth. Caroline nearly gagged trying to swallow the unexpected gift.

When she had finally finished with her task, Rupert unfastened her from the bed. Then taking the leash in hand he coached the exhausted girl from his bed. He again cuffed her wrists behind her back, and still leaving the gag in her mouth he secured her leash to the bedpost at the foot of his bed. Caroline was given a pillow for her head as he told her she would spend the night on the floor tied to the bed.

Too tired to complain and despite the discomfort of the floor Caroline curled up into a ball and soon fell into a sound sleep.

When she awoke, she was alone in the bedroom. The handcuffs and the gag had been removed, but she was still tethered to the bedpost. She found her clothes and a towel neatly folded on the bed. A note from Rupert instructed her, “You must leave the collar in place, but you may unfasten your leash. The bathroom is through the door on your left. Shower and get yourself cleaned up. The kitchen is down the hall to your right, there will be breakfast when you are ready.”

After showering and dressing Caroline proceeded to the kitchen where she found fresh coffee, French toast and sausage awaiting her. There was also another note from Rupert.

The note read: "Caroline, if you enjoyed last night as much as I did, then keep the collar about your neck, do not remove it. Return tonight at precisely 6:00 P.M. Your attire has the same restrictions as last night (a change of gown is quite permissible) but in addition you must wear the collar. When you arrive at my door knock three times then kneel in front of the door, head bowed and hands behind your back. If you choose not to return then keep the collar as a small token of our night together."

A famished Caroline read and reread the note as she devoured the breakfast set before her. Her body ached and she had pinpricks and scratches all over her torso and inner thighs, but nothing clothing wouldn't cover up. “Yes, heaven forgive me, once we got to the bedroom I probably did enjoy it just as much if not more than you did, you arrogant little bastard.” Then she hurried home so that she could get ready for work.

Once at work her tattered body would not allow her sit comfortably at her desk. Unable to focus on work, Caroline spent her day uncomfortably fidgeting in her chair while she nervously fingered the gold collar that hung around her neck pondering what to do. She knew that Rupert had provided her with a way to walk away from the whole scene.

She had hoped that the experience would be a “one and done”. That it would satisfy a brief obsession and she'd be over it. But instead the experience had acted like an opiate causing a craving for more.

She also knew that this thing was suddenly moving very fast, maybe too fast, and that acceptance of his invitation implied a commitment on her part. And she just didn't know whether or not she was prepared for that.

Until last night Caroline had no clue as to the extent of her submissive and masochistic nature. Nor did she know how just much she would enjoy it.

But by 5:30 P.M. there she sat, in the lobby of Rupert's building. The collar resting on her shoulders, having never been removed.

She was dressed, as required, in a black scoop necked cocktail dress with an open back and a slight A-line shape. Ebony silk covered her legs; which rested upon black double-band suede sling backs with 4” heels. As once again she found herself anxiously killing time, nervously waiting for the appointed hour for her arrival at Rupert's door.

As her watch ticked down to 6:00 Caroline knocked on Rupert's door three times, then she dropped to her knees, lowered her head and placed her hands behind her back.

Rupert took his time in answering the door.

Once in the apartment he again collected her coat and purse and then cuffed Caroline's wrists behind her back and directed her to the same chair she had sat in the night before.

"I see by your compliance with my instructions that you wish to continue our relationship. So I feel compelled to go over some ground rules before we embark on our evenings entertainment."

While Caroline relaxed in the chair, Rupert opened a bottle of wine. They shared a glass while Rupert set down his rules: "First rule, tomorrow you will move in here with me. Second, you will get rid of all pantyhose, slacks and any skirts that come down below your knees that you now own. Third, you may continue to work if you so choose, in fact I would encourage you to do so, you are an excellent lawyer my dear. Forth, if you do choose to remain at your job, you will have to check with me first before working any extra hours. You will be given every opportunity to succeed at your job. But once your workday is over your time belongs to me. Fifth, you will obey, without hesitation, my every command. Failure to comply will be met with severely. And lastly, now that you know what my rules are I will expect you to gave me a definitive answer as to whether you accept these terms or not by the end of this evening. If you accept we will get you moved in here by tomorrow night. If you choose not to accept them, then we will never see each other again, in any capacity."

Rupert then left Caroline for a moment and returned with a black velvet cloak. He ordered Caroline to stand then wrapped her in the cloak. He explained that they would be dining out. Suddenly realizing he intended to take her out in public with her hands cuffed behind her back Caroline started to object.

Rupert immediately grabbed the ring of Caroline's collar, as the collar constricted on her pretty neck her protests were cut off. He was quick to tell her "Remember rule number five, you will obey without question or hesitation or you will be punished. Now my dear, you may cooperate freely or I can attach the leash and gag you. But one way or another we are going out." She quickly decided it was best to cooperate.

Rupert had made reservations at one of his favorite restaurants. He had arranged for them to be seated at a booth in one of the darker corners of the dining room. With the cloak wrapped about her Caroline did not feel all that self-conscience. But once seated at the table the cloak was removed and she began to get nervous again. Since they were in a booth Rupert was able to sit very close to her, this permitted him to play with her and to feed her without drawing too much attention.

One very curious young lad seemed to be fascinated as he watched the older gentleman cutting up the food on a plate and then feeding it to the very attractive woman who sat beside him just like his mother did for his little sister. But other patrons of the restaurant seemed not to notice.

From the restaurant they went to the art museum to see the Van Gogh exhibit "Face to Face". While in the museum Caroline was allowed to retain her velvet cloak. No one could see her handcuffs, but she still attracted a few stares as Rupert forcefully guided her every move.

After the museum they returned to Rupert's apartment. Rupert removed the cloak and unlocked the handcuffs. He then ordered her to get undressed. While Caroline was disrobing, Rupert retrieved a gym bag from his bedroom.

Returning from the bedroom he drew the leash from his pocket and connected it to Caroline's collar and lead her into the den. He proceeded to the leather-upholstered sofa and had her sit down legs together.

He began removing ropes from the bag. First he folded one rope in half and passed the ends through the loop at the center. He drew the rope over her feet and cinched it about her ankles, he wrapped the rope several times around her ankles, separated the ends then passed them between her legs cinching them several times before he knotted the rope at the back.

Caroline moaned softly as Rupert tied two more ropes, one above the knees and one below in the same manner as her ankles. He helped her to her feet then sat down on the sofa. With Caroline's back to him he pulled her arms behind her and with her hands, palm to palm, he wrapped the rope around her wrists in the same way that he had her legs. Her elbows were next as they received the same treatment, being drawn as close as physically possible.

Rupert stood and faced her as the next rope was cinched around Caroline's waist then drawn up between her legs, and left to dangle, temporarily, down the back of her legs like a limp tail. The rope that passed through her crotch had two strategically placed knots, one rested on her excited little clit and the other pressed tensely upon her anus.

Now before adding the finishing touches to her tie, Rupert drew Caroline across his lap and with his bare hand brought a rosy red color to her bare behind. He then positioned her face down on the sofa. The rope that had trailed down her legs was now drawn taut forcing the knot tightly against clit and anus then secured to the rope about her waist; another rope drew her ankles tightly to her wrists securing her in a severe hog tie.

Rupert returned to the gym bag and produced a pair of women's bikini briefs. Caroline saw them, just before Rupert stuffed them into her mouth; she recognized them as being a pair of her own. She wondered how he could have possibly acquired them. The panties were then secured in place with a red silk scarf.

“It didn't seem as though you enjoyed kneeling by side last night, so we'll she how much you enjoy this position.”

Caroline spent the next hour and a half staring at the arm of the sofa and struggling in her bondage, and with each movement she made she was reminded of the presence of those two strategically placed knots on the rope running between her thighs.

Rupert simply relaxed in his overstuffed leather armchair sipping his Courvoisier, smoking his cigar and thoroughly enjoying the show.

After quietly enjoying his nightly indulgence of spirit and smoke Rupert returned his attention to Caroline. He unfastened her hog tie and released her arms from bondage. Leather cuffs replaced the ropes on each of her rope burned wrists. He carried her to a corner of the room and set her down on her bound legs facing the wall. Rupert securely padlocked Caroline's wrist cuffs to the rings set well above her head in the wall. Having secured her to the wall he released the bondage about her legs, again replacing the ropes with leather cuffs about each of her shapely ankles. He then padlocked her ankles to the rings set near to the floor.

Rupert now took a very serious tone with Caroline. "You resisted when you were told of my dinner plans, that has earned you ten good stokes of the cane." With tearful eyes she submissively nodded her agreement. The omnipresent gym bag provided a thin bamboo cane that would leave nice red welts on her bottom. He ordered her to count the strokes, and then took aim at the crease just below her rump. After a few light taps he brought the cane down hard on the back of her thighs. He could hear the wind rush from lungs then a very weak “one” issued from her mouth.

“Very good my dear, a little louder please.”

Rupert proceeded and each time the cane found its mark Caroline reported in a muffled count, but as loudly as she could until finally she had ten parallel stripes on her thighs and round bottom.

As Caroline sobbed uncontrollably, Rupert cupped the aching globes of her ass in his hands. He squeezed them like a couple of ripe melons then gave each cheek a gentle pat.

After releasing Caroline from the rings in the wall Rupert attached the leash and led her back into the bedroom. Then he had her lie down on the bed. The soreness of her derrière caused her to lie uncomfortably.

Attaching ropes to her securely cuffed wrists he drew them down toward the foot of the bed securing them to opposite sides of the footboard. Then he attached ropes to the “D” rings on her ankle cuffs and forced her legs up toward the headboard. Caroline soon found herself bent at the waist with her chin pressing into her chest and her delectable derrière raised up from the bed as he securely tied her ankles at opposite sides of the headboard.

Rupert ran Caroline through the gauntlet of pleasure and pain as the mink mitten and the taws were returned to duty. But this time Caroline's cute little rosy sphincter was the object of Rupert's attack. Fear ran through her mind as she felt his at her rear door. She wanted to yell. “No, no not there, I've never had sex there, please Rupert don't.” But the sting of the cane was still fresh in her mind, and so she withheld her protest, and when he replaced his finger with his cock, and penetration suddenly occurred she merely sobbed passively.

Despite the unfamiliar and painful entrance into aching bottom, again Caroline's body exploded in orgasm after orgasm. Caroline was mystified; how could she could experience so much pleasure from so much pain?

When Rupert's desires were sated he released her wrists and ankles from the bed then removed the gag from her mouth. He lay back on the bed and pointed at his cum coved penis. Caroline immediately got the idea and crawled over on her hands and knees and started to lick the precious fluid from his dick.

Just as it had done the night before her attention to his dick made him hard once again, he smiled at her patted her on the head, then grabbing her head with both hands and forced her head down hard as he shot his load of cum deep down her throat. She nearly choked but managed to swallow most of it before completing the job of cleaning him off.

Then Rupert removed a small jar from the bedside table and started to apply it's contents to Caroline's aching butt. The cream was cool and soothing, and soon the burning sensation eased.

As he applied the ointment to ass he spoke to her. “Good girl, you are learning very fast my dear.”

“You now know what is expected of you Caroline.”

“Are you are still inclined to commit yourself to this type of treatment?”

“I require your answer now.”

“Shall we move you in here permanently, or shall we say goodbye?”

“This decision is yours and yours alone my dear."

As tears began to well up in her eyes Caroline gasped, "Oh master, please, I don't think I fully understand it but I do want to stay."

Rupert was very pleased and he was impressed that she had taken it upon herself to call him master.

But he was still a cautious man, and in the morning legal papers would be signed. For now he would give her one last chance to recant. "Okay Caroline you may stay, but understand that this is your decision and I am taking you at your word, any subsequent change of heart will be completely ignored. Do you understand this and still wish to stay?"

"Yes master." She knelt and kissed his semi-erect dick.

Rupert fixed the leash to her collar locked her cuffed wrists behind her back. Again he coached her from the bed tied her leash to the foot of his bed then tossed a pillow down to the floor. Caroline curled up on the floor, but found sleep evasive. She was too excited she couldn't help thinking about how she had been ravished by Rupert over those past two nights and she anticipated many more nights of the same.

In the morning Rupert released Caroline's hands from behind her back. The collar and leather cuffs would now be permanent fixtures about her neck, wrists and ankles whenever she was with Rupert. When she had finished her toilette she joined Rupert at the breakfast table still naked. He again cuffed her hands behind her back before feeding her bacon and eggs.

After breakfast Rupert laid out some legal papers before her. He'd had them prepared in anticipation of Caroline's agreeing to stay. Rupert released her hands as he presented her with a pen, Caroline looked over the papers and found them very precise and in order. As she signed them she thought, "he really does think of everything."

Caroline enjoyed Rupert's attention at the breakfast table, but she was about to find out that there were domestic duties attached to her sexual servitude.

Rupert loved to cook but detested the cleaning up afterward, so from now on cleaning-up the kitchen and rest of the apartment would be the responsibility of Caroline.

Much to Caroline's dismay Rupert still had a few surprises in store for her.

He went to his bedroom and returned with a box that contained Caroline's "work clothes".

He began by placing a black rubber corset around her waist cinching her 26" waist to a trimmer 22 inches (she discovered that she now expected to wear a corset unless she was naked); over the corset he placed a starched white apron. After unlocking the cuffs from behind her back he handed her a pair of black silk stockings and told her to put them on. And then he gave her a pair of long black latex gloves and had her pull those on.

He then ran a chain through the ring on her collar attaching the ends to her cuffs allowing her the movement of her hands, but prevented her from lowering them below her waist. A pair of black patent leather pumps with 6" stiletto heels and straps that locked around her ankles completed the costume.

Caroline struggled to maintain her balance on the awkward shoes, and was told that whenever she had work to do around the apartment she would have to do it in this attire.

But before she would be set to her task of cleaning up in the kitchen Rupert had another surprise in store for her. He released the chain that connected her wrists to her neck and again attached the leash to her collar, and then he led her into the bathroom.

Caroline saw that he had arranged an electric hair trimmer, shaving cream and a straight razor on a small table by the sink. A narrow leather covered bench was positioned in front of the sink.

Rupert led her to the bench and ordered her to sit straddling the bench. He secured her ankle cuffs to rings set at the bottom of the bench's legs then had her lay back on the bench and fastened wrists cuffs to rings at the other end of the bench. Without a word he grabbed the trimmers and removed the longer hair from around her pussy. Then lathering her mound with shaving cream he reached for the straight razor. He expertly removed every trace of the thick curly brown hair that had covered her love mound. He rinsed away the remaining lather then patted her dry and lightly dusted her with talc.

Finished he informed her: " You will make shaving yourself a part of your morning toilette, failure to do this will be punished severely, and may lead to a permanent solution to the task."

Caroline was then released from the bench and her chains reattached she was sent to the task of cleaning the kitchen.

Encouraged by Rupert Caroline had decided to continue to work for her law firm. And as promised Rupert did not interfere with this, (at least not most of time, anyway). After all, he had his own business to run, and could think of no good reason why Caroline should languish about the apartment with little or nothing to do.

Besides, it gave him an excuse to play around with little remote controlled toys that could keep Caroline on edge while she tried to concentrate on work.

In fact, the only area of her job that Rupert did take an interest in was her wardrobe. For the office he insisted that she wear under her business suits or dresses which were allowed to have skirts no lower than the top of her knees a corset, of course, and shoes with no less than a 5" heels.

After work they established a regular routine, she would return to his apartment, knock three times on the door and kneel before the door, head bowed and hands behind her back. If Rupert did not open the door within three minutes she was allowed to use her key, but once inside she was required to strip down to her under garments place the leash on her collar and kneel by the door until Rupert arrived.

As the relationship had progressed Caroline became increasingly subservient to Rupert, which increasingly endeared her to him.

Rupert, who had never been one for monogamous relationships, soon realized that he had a real jewel in Caroline, and decided that marriage was a logical next step. The ceremony, however, would not be your garden-variety wedding affair.

Caroline, of course, would have preferred a large church wedding, but the very nature of these nuptials prohibited that. Instead she would have to settle for a quiet civil ceremony performed by a judge. A judge, that just happened to be one of Rupert's closest friends.

Rupert took care of all the arrangements, and thus the ceremony had a decidedly male and bondage aura to it.

The week before the wedding, after her wedding trousseau had been assembled, and he'd had a new tux made, the excited couple went to see Dr. Klineholst. The good doctor, another friend of Rupert's, was going to provide Caroline with Rupert's wedding gift to her, thirteen gold rings. The rings were meant for her nose, nipples, navel and vaginal lips.

Dr. Klineholst first pierced Caroline's septum and inserting a gold grommet that would later accept a gold ring that could be remove when Caroline was at work. Next he pierced each of her nipples inserting a gold ring, which was an exact duplicate of her wedding band, in each of them. He followed this up by piercing her navel, inserting another gold ring. He then proceeded to pierce each of her vaginal lips four times and inserting a gold ring about the size of a quarter in each piercing. The rings were evenly spaced from top to bottom. The final piercing and ring were applied to Caroline's excited little clit.

For the wedding a white lace ribbon was threaded up from the bottom through each of her cunt rings and tied at the top with a bow that passed through the clit ring.

Rupert, with a display of his usual efficiency, also had a gold chain made for when she would go back to work. It was sized to the exact length that would allowed it to be laced through the rings and locked shut by a small heart-shaped padlock tightly and securely closing her vagina to all intruders (his own version of a chastity belt).

Caroline, of course, made a stunning bride as she knelt before the judge all in white. Directly above her beautifully laced up snatch her waist was cinched into a new white silk corset which was accented with pearls and drawn in to an incredible 19 inches, with a 24 karat gold belt securely locked around it's middle. Her gold chain collar rested just below a white lace choker, and the attached gold leash with its' white leather handle hung neatly down between her breasts. Her arms had been encased in a soft white leather binder. The binders' straps strategically criss-crossed between her breasts setting off those pert orbs, and each orb featured a gold ring dangling from an erect nipple. A gold chain passed through her crotch connecting the ring at the bottom end of the binder to the front of the gold belt that encased her waist. Her legs were sheathed in white silk stockings that had a series of small white pearls aligned down their seams at the back, and she was perched on a pair of white open toed pumps with 6" heels. The ensemble was made complete by a large white ball gag with a white leather strap fastened at the back of her neck and concealed beneath a veil of white lace trimmed nylon.

The ceremony was the conventional civil service version, until it came time for the vows, these affirmed Rupert's authority over Caroline and stressed Caroline's obedience to him. He of course answered when required, as Caroline had to nod her ascents. And like everything else Rupert planned the ceremony proceeded without a hitch.

At the reception that followed Caroline remained gagged and restrained, although the veil had been removed. When the food was served Rupert graciously removed her gag and fed her by hand, as usual. But when the food was cleared away the gag was once again forced between her aching jaws. The male guests were offered Caroline's leash, and the opportunity to lead her around the dance floor. Most of the female guests were in a similar circumstance to Caroline's.

After the reception Rupert lead Caroline to their bridal suite and carefully untied the lace ribbon from his wedding package.

The happy couple is now in the tenth year of their committed love, and by all accounts, it would appear to be marital bliss. Caroline's law practice has blossomed and she is now a full partner in the firm, it seems her special marriage allows her to focus more clearly on her clients. As for Rupert, he still thinks of Caroline as a jewel worth keeping secured.