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A Tale of Submission
By LindaK
Day Thirteen - A Nice Day Out
Pleasant dreams enveloped Linda. She felt safe and at peace. Throughout
the night one of them would stir which invoked mild murmurs or movements
from the other two. At one point she got up to go to the bathroom. When
she returned, Jane was waiting for her with an outstretched arm and
pulled her into an embrace between her and Rick. Linda accepted the
embrace with no shame or hesitation. She sighed and both were soon
asleep again.
Her dreams drifted as she cycled through the experiences of the past days
and for the first time, she began to think about the fast approaching end
to the contract. Her realistic side knew that this couldn't continue
because not only did she have a wife and a life back home but Rick and
Jane had real lives to lead too.
What Linda didn't realize was that Jane was having similar dreams and
thoughts. While they had hosted other submissives before of all ilk (GG,
TG, CD but no males), none had affected them like Linda. To begin with,
Linda's first messages had been like a message in a bottle that screamed
"Help! I am trapped on a deserted island and have no means of escaping
it." Linda was an articulate person who obviously loved her (his?) wife
but who had the urge or need to explore her kink before she was too old
or some health issue cropped up that prevented her from fulfilling this
dream. Before agreeing to continue discussing a possible trip to their
home, Rick and Jane spent some time looking through Linda's FetLife
profile and that of Linda's friends. From their research they became
comfortable that Linda was who she said she was and that her scenes were
genuine. She appeared also to have experienced some of the things that
she was looking from them. Finally, it didn't hurt that for her age, she
was able to present as a passable woman.
With that decision made, they had re-established contact with Linda and
exchanged real-life information such as Linda's male name, his wife's
name, Linda's and their addresses and other contact info such as KiK and
email.
Jane was looking forward to the day she and Rick had planned with Linda
but less so to the pending end to the visit. She considered talking to
Rick about how they could perhaps 'persuade' Linda to stay. Rick and
Jane had contacts in the kink community who dabbled in more extreme play
and who lived 'off the grid' but there were lots of complications that
likely couldn't be overcome. The fact that she was even considering
something like a kidnapping demonstrated the depth to which Linda had
connected with Jane. Although her slave, Jane felt a kinship to Linda.
Maybe Jane could use her feminine wiles to convince Linda to stay longer,
after all it worked when she talked Rick into buying her that lovely
necklace last month. The extra help in the house was a bonus and Jane
couldn't remember the last time she thought of Linda as a man. She
smiled at this in her sleep even as she could feel Linda's penis touching
her hand. Jane sighed and fell deeper into dreamland.
Morning made itself known with a narrow ray of sunshine hitting Linda in
the eye. As she slowly awoke a number of tactile sensations made
themselves known. Her hair was again strewn about her and semi-blocked
that annoying sun. Rick's morning erection was prodding her behind and
she could feel his coarse facial hair rubbing on her shoulder while his
hand was cupping her left breast. In front of her, she could feel the
gentle breaths of Jane as she slept inches from Linda, her face relaxed
and beautiful in this light.
As Linda realized she might have to get up to use the bathroom despite
her reluctance to disturb the slumber of her bedmates, she saw Jane
looking at her. With a smile, Jane whispered good morning and drew her
in for a gentle but lasting kiss while at the same time tweaking Linda's
other breast. Linda replied with her own greeting and returned the kiss
with a little more passion.
The activity of the two ladies woke up Rick who instinctively squeezed
the breast he was latched to and he reflexively thrust his erection
forward. Almost immediately he realized that the woman he was becoming
physical with was not his wife and with a quick, "I'm sorry," jumped up
and headed to the bathroom.
Jane smiled at Linda and said, "I guess he thought you were me." Linda
replied, "I guess so, let me get out so when he comes back, he can finish
what he started." Her tone was not accusatory or upset and she made her
escape through the adjoining doors to her bathroom. When Rick returned,
he did indeed finish what he started to the satisfaction of both.
While the husband and wife enjoyed their bedroom activities and
subsequent cleanup, Linda had taken advantage of the time to do her
morning ablutions and without thinking about it, dressed in the normal
maid outfit with corset, seamed stockings and ballet boots. After the
time she had spent in them, she was getting better and could manage at
least a couple of hours. Tile floors still challenged her but she
persevered and by the time Rick and Jane strolled into the kitchen in
their bathrobes, Linda had the coffee brewing and bacon and eggs ready to
cook. The couple took the coffee with appreciation to the patio table
where their places were set and soon after were digging into the lovely
meal while Linda slipped submissively onto a pillow at Jane's side.
During the meal, Jane found her hand drifting down from time to time and
softly stroking Linda's hair. Linda would sigh and lean into Jane's
chair.
When they were done, Rick stepped into the kitchen and returned with a
small platter of fruit and some yogurt along with a glass of orange juice
and a prescription bottle. He set the food down and helped Linda into a
chair. Linda picked up the prescription bottle and after confirming the
pills were the ones Jane had said they had been dosing her with looked at
Rick with a puzzled expression. "These are the pills Jane told you about
Linda. I can assure you that the effects on your libido have been
limited to reducing your erections and that they are a low enough dose
and your time on them has been short enough that you will fully recover
the use of your penis. The recovery period varies so I cannot tell you
how long it will take but I would estimate it to be 2-3 weeks. Do you
have any questions?"
Linda replied, "Yes sir. How long can I continue to take them and may I
have one now?"
As Rick opened the bottle and handed Linda a pill he said, "I would
suspect that you could safely manage two to four weeks but I will recheck
my research and give you a more definite response today." With that
answer, Linda smiled at both of them and washed down the pill.
While Linda cleaned up, Rick and Jane got dressed, made some calls and
confirmed their plans. Coming down the stairs they found Linda in the
laundry room folding some towels. They told her to come to the den when
she was done and a few minutes later she joined them.
"Linda, you have had some intense experiences the past couple of days and
while we had some challenges, you have handled them beautifully. Your
time with us is drawing to a close and we thought that you would enjoy a
non-kink day with the two of us. Well, not a completely non-kink day but
it will be pretty tame. How does that sound to you?" Jane asked.
Linda replied that, "I am happy to do anything the two of you desire but
a day of leisure with you two sounds wonderful!."
"Great!" smiled Jane as she turned to Rick. "Why don't you get the van
ready hon while I fill Linda in on our plans today?" Rick nodded with a
smile of his own and disappeared.
Jane turned to Linda. "So honey, here's the plan. Tomorrow evening is
your last night with us. We want to host a party with a few of our
friends, you met them the other night. This time the party will be
mostly vanilla. The slaves will of course still be slaves and will serve
their dominants but there won't be any dungeon play. The dress is formal
and I have a special dress set aside for you." Jane said this with a
smile and Linda knew it would be tight and likely latex or leather.
"Tonight," Jane said, "Rick is treating us to a lovely dinner. Looking
at what you brought and what I have, I believe we girls need new
dresses." Linda grinned widely and said, "That sounds marvellous
Mistress!."
Jane continued, "I have also made arrangements for Madge to meet us late
this afternoon at the salon. It's closed today but she will come in and
give both of us a nice up-do. We'll dress at the salon and Rick will
pick us up there and take us to a beautiful restaurant for a nice meal.
I expect him to treat us royally. What do you think of those plans?"
"I can't wait to get going!" said Linda excitedly. "May I get out of
this maid's dress Mistress?"
"Of course you may Linda, I will come upstairs with you and pick out your
shopping clothes. I must insist though that you be laced tightly as the
dress we choose must fit well. I will relax my shoe requirement and you
may wear your five inch heels.." Together they went upstairs to prepare.
Two beautiful women strolled out the front door about an hour later to
find Rick ready with the van. With a mischievous look, Jane turned to
Linda and said, "I know I said this was a non-kink day but I do like my
slaves to be transported securely so you won't be riding up front with us
on the way to town." Linda somehow expected this and meekly stepped into
the back of the carpeted van with Rick's assistance. With the two of
them working together, Linda was quickly lowered to the soft floor and
bound in a tight hogtie with straps that were anchored to the floor. A
ball gag was lightly strapped into her mouth. It wasn't tight enough to
leave marks nor was it truly effective but it did remind Linda of her
place on the pecking order. With her facing the floor there was no need
to blindfold her and she was able to hear the casual conversations
between Rick and Jane as they made the 40 minute drive to town. Rick was
a less aggressive drive than Jane and Linda was quite comfortable. She
was amused to think that she was being transported this way so causally
and laughed at what her wife would think if she could see her now.
Rick pulled into the mall away from the majority of the cars and they
slipped into the back of the van to release Linda. Slightly dishevelled
but none the worse for wear, Linda's makeup and hair were quickly
refreshed. Each of them took one of Rick's arms and they strolled into
the mall. The next couple of hours were wonderful. They only visited
high-end clothing stores and Linda was treated like a special guest. She
lost track of how many dresses she tried on. Rick and Jane insisted that
she show them each one as if she was on a catwalk and as the day
progresses she lost her inhibitions and became a fashion queen. Once a
dress had been selected and the minor tailoring decided upon, Jane took a
picture of Linda in the dress so Madge could have something to work on
for the makeup and then the clerk took the dress away with the
confirmation that it would be ready by 4pm.
With the major item selected, it was time for accessories. Purses,
shawls, and shoes were examined with care as if they were parts on the
space shuttle. Rich eventually gave up and said he needed to get back
home to do some things but he would meet them at Madge's for 6pm. The
girls barely noticed him leave as they were oohing and ahhing some
gorgeous bras.
Just when Linda thought they were done, Jane pulled her into a jewelry
store and over to the necklace display. Linda thought they were window
shopping and let the clerk drape various necklaces on her. Each necklace
came with matching chandelier earrings. Finally, Jane stated "That's the
one, we'll take it!" As the clerk turned to wrap it, Linda said to Jane,
"Mistress, I can't accept that necklace! It must be over a thousand
dollars!" Jane knew that it was much more than that but firmly said to
Linda "Slave, you will wear what I give you and I won't have my
submissive dressed like a farm hand at dinner tonight." She stated this
firmly but softly and the 'farm hand' comment reminded Linda of a comment
made early in her visit (reader - see Chapter Two) when Linda was
fidgeting in her high heels. Linda accepted the gift and thanked her
owner profusely.
Looking at her watch, Jane said, "Good lord, look at the time! We need
to get to Madge's." With that and all their bags in hand, they hurried
to the taxi stand.
Madge let them in the front door of the closed salon and once she had
locked the door again she embraced them, first Jane and then with an
outstretched arm view followed by a close hug, Linda. "Linda darling,
you look radiant! I can tell that your time with Rick and Jane has been
therapeutic. Now ladies, let's have a tea and you can tell me about your
plans so I can figure out a look for the both of you."
Linda mostly kept quiet as Jane showed Madge photos of their dresses and
pulled their accessories out of the various shopping bags. Madge was
impressed with the jewelry and thought to herself I've never seen Jane
become this attached to one of her special projects. She wondered how
Jane would handle the upcoming departure.
Turning to Linda, Madge took her hands and examined the nails.
Proclaiming them in good condition she did see the need for a polish
change. Closely examining Linda's face she was surprised to see little
regrowth of the eyebrows and wondered if perhaps her helper Angie had
used something other than waxing to shape them. She would have to quiz
Angie tomorrow when the shop opened.
Satisfied with what she wanted to do she decided to work on Jane first.
Acting surprised (but actually part of the plan), Madge snapped her
fingers and said conspiratorially to Jane, "I don't want Linda getting
into trouble while I am focused on you. Any ideas honey?."
Linda didn't buy this grade school level acting but meekly allowed
herself to first be strapped into a salon chair and then for some reason
to be gagged with the now familiar penis gag. Where Jane had been
storing the gag perplexed Linda. Upon seeing Linda's expression misread
it and said, "Don't worry honey, I will make sure the gag strap marks
don't show through your makeup and I am not strapping you down to do
anything permanent. Jane has clearly told me what I can and cannot do.
Now you just sit there quietly and take a nap. In fact, here's a soft
blindfold for you. You have a long night ahead of you and we girls need
some beauty rest from time to time." With that she turned some soothing
music on the salon sound system and Linda heard her heels as she stepped
over to work on Jane. For a while, she could hear them chatting but she
began to settle into her bonds and before long, she fell asleep.
When Madge was done with Jane they came over to Linda and found her
relaxed and breathing softly. As Madge was about to wake her, Jane
tugged her hand away and pulled her a few feet away. "Let's let her
sleep for now," Jane whispered. "Our dresses should be ready at the
tailor. Want to come with me? We'll grab a snack and let sleeping
beauty here rest." Madge was one who loved her sweets and agreeing,
quickly but quietly grabbed her purse and stepped out the door, locking
it and quickly confirming that the bound girl in the chair could not be
seen. Linda continued to sleep as the music gently played.
Linda's dreams were those of a princess and of beautiful gowns and
stunning jewelry. She was dancing and laughing and then the dream
drifted away. She heard Madge's high heels clicking on the salon floor
and as she anticipated the blindfold coming off her head was roughly
forced back into the chair and a foul smelling cloth was held tightly
over her nose and gag. Startled, she drew in as deep a breath as the gag
and corset allowed but that only made her absorb more of the smell. She
found herself feeling nauseous and groggy and just before she passed out,
the blindfold was removed. Instead of Madge or Jane, she was staring
into the face of Angie. An angry look on Angie's face was matched by the
tone of her voice as Linda faded into oblivion. "So, I come in to pick
up my pay check and look who I find strapped helplessly in a chair. The
bitch who made me wear her humilating serving tray. My nipples were sore
for two days....bitch." And she pinched Linda's nipples painfully.
Though her induced unconsciousness, Linda still moaned.
I swore I would get this bitch back but I never expected to actually have
the chance. I don't know where Madge and her friend are so I have to get
going. What to do to this tramp?...hmmmm. Glancing around her station
and with the word 'tramp' ringing in her mind, she thought 'that's it! A
tramp stamp will be perfect. It won't be permanent, but I should have
time to use my henna on her.
With that decision made, Angie quickly untied Linda and reclining the
chair fully turned her over and exposed Linda's back. Angie was a
remarkable artist and experienced at applying henna tattoos. In Madge's
salon she usually did younger women's hands for special events with the
occasional facial enhancement. Despite the size of the tattoo she put on
Linda (3" high and the full width of her hips) and the intricacy she was
done in short order. She smiled as she had used the longest lasting ink
she had. This bitch will be wearing this for at least a month.
As she turned Linda back and righted her chair, another idea occurred to
her. Laughing, she reapplied all the straps and added one to Linda's
forehead. Linda was slowly regaining consciousness and discovered
Angie's face inches from her own with a bright light shining in her face.
"You're going to want to stay very still SLUT! If I make a mistake here,
you will look like a clown!" Angie snarled. Gagged tightly and unable to
move her head, Linda could only sit helplessly as Angie ordered her to
close her eyes and she felt pressure along her eyelid. Good lord, is she
tattooing me? Linda worried. That will never come off. Where is Jane?
Has this crazy woman harmed her? Angie continued working on Linda's
eyelids, drawing an elaborate and thick eyeliner with wings and then
chuckling she added fill to Linda's eyebrows.
Madge and Jane had enjoyed their snack and having not spent much time
together outside of the salon, they lost track of time. Suddenly, Jane
noticed the time and said, "We need to get back Madge. Linda has
probably woken up and will be worried about why she is alone." Madge
said, "You're right. Here, let me check the security camera app first to
make sure she's Ok." Calling up the app and clicking to the main salon
view, she was just in time to see Angie revealing her tattoo work to a
restrained and gagged Linda. Despite the gag and the low volume on the
app, both ladies clearly hear Linda's scream!
Grabbing the dresses and their purses, the ladies practically ran out the
mall to Madge's car. While Madge drove frantically to the salon, Jane
called Rick. She caught him pulling up to the back of the salon. "Hi
honey," he said, "I was just going to ask you to let me ...." Before he
could finish, Jane interrupted. "Madge's slave Angie has just done
something to Linda. We're pulling into the parking lot. Stay at the
back AND DON"T LET THAT BITCH GET AWAY!" With the sound of Madge's
brakes in his ear, Rick was disconnected from the call. He dashed out of
the vehicle and just as he reached the back door it slammed open and
Angie plowed into him. As she bounced off his chest, he continued her
stumbling into the staff room and then into a chair.
Angie had heard Madge's car braking and knew she needed to get away. She
ran towards the back door and unfortunately for her, into Rick. He now
had her forced into a chair with his head cocked towards the salon.
Madge and Jane dashed through the salon to Linda. They immediately saw
the work of Angie. Linda was now wearing black winged eyeliner and sharp
lined eyebrows. Her eyes were welled up and she was struggling in the
bonds. As quickly as they could, the straps and gag were removed and
Jane embraced Linda. Sobbing, Linda could do nothing but sit there and
cry.
Madge meanwhile headed for the staff room to see if Angie had escaped and
found the two of them. Angie was scowling at Rick. Madge walked up to
her and with her full power slapped Angie across the face. The strength
of that furious blow rocked Angie into mute recognition that she had
crossed a line.
Taking a deep breath, Madge asked Rick to bring Angie to the salon and to
not worry about being gentle with her. Rick put Angie in a double
hammerlock and with her feet scrambling to dig in and stop him she was
marched to a chair. While Rick had been bringing Angie in, Madge had
grabbed the straps that held Linda and prepared them for Angie. In quick
order, Angie was the one strapped down and with a questioning look at
Jane followed by a nod, the cock gag was strapped into her mouth,
silencing the curses. To add to the effectiveness of the gag, Madge
viciously wrapped several layers of tape around Angie's head and mouth.
Angie struggled now to take full breaths and ceased her cursing.
Ignoring Angie, Madge joined Rick and Jane. Linda had by then calmed
down and Madge quickly determined what had transpired. "Linda dear,
listen carefully to me." Linda took a deep breath and returned Madge's
look. Madge continued "It appears my henna tattoo specialist has done
some work on you. Now before you fret too much, let me tell you she is
an amazing artist besides being a tremendous BITCH (this last word was
directed towards the now silent Angie who cast her eyes down at the
admonition). It appears that she has given you some beautiful winged
eyeliner and some lovely eyebrows. Now before you panic, let me tell you
that a) they are tastefully done and suitable for a woman of your age and
b) Henna will naturally disappear within two to three weeks so they
aren't permanent." Jane was quick to console Linda when she said, "But
Mistress, I am supposed to go home the day after next. How will I hide
this work?" Jane replied, "I don't know right now Linda but we will
figure something out. Now I don't know about you, but I didn't shop all
day to let this BITCH (again, Angie shrunk in the chair at the curse)
spoil our day. Now let's get you cleaned up and ready to enjoy our
evening with this handsome man as she pulled Rick into their huddle.
Rick removed his glare from Angie and smiled at Linda. "That's right
honey, I didn't throw on this suit and tie so I could enjoy a Big Mac and
a Coke." With that quip, Linda smiled and gave a little laugh. "Ok
Mistress, but I think I may have made a little mess in my panties." "No
problem dear," Madge said, we have a full shower room in the tanning
area. "We'll have you fixed up in a jiffy. You ladies go wash up while
I get things ready here for Linda and while I make some calls for some
things for Angie." Jane and Linda walked out as Madge stepped up to
Angie and snarled "I have some special plans for you....SLAVE."
Jane disrobed and then helped Linda. As she spun Linda around, Jane
gasped! "What is it Mistress?" Linda asked.
Rick and Madge had heard the commotion and walked in just in time to see
a naked Linda staring over her shoulder in a mirror and for the first
time, spotting the tattoo across her back. Surprising herself and the
others, Linda did not scream or fuss. She continued to stare at the art
(for it truly was a work of art) before turning back and looking at Madge
to ask, "I have two questions Mistress Madge. First, will this wash off
in two to three weeks as well?" Madge nodded. "And secondly, will my
showering now damage this beautiful work of art?" "No dear it won't,"
said a relieved Madge as she left the room to continue her preparations
in the salon.
Rick shook his head at Linda's response and smiling he too left the
shower room. Linda stepped into the shower and when done accepted the
towel and robe from Mistress Jane.
Returning to the salon, they heard Master Rick finishing up a phone call.
"I just pushed our reservations back an hour ladies. I don't want Madge
to feel rushed. Besides, she has a chore for me. I need to bring a
friend's equipment to the salon for our reprobate here." He nodded
towards Angie who was glancing nervously at Madge.
Madge outdid herself with Linda's hair and makeup. The burgundy polish
was a perfect accent for the low cut sheath dress. The icing on the cake
was when Rick stepped behind her and clasped the necklace.
With a quick thank you to Madge and a heartfelt hug and apology from
Madge for all that her slave had done, Linda joined Master Rick and
Mistress Jane as they left the salon through the back door. None of them
paid attention to the trembling slave Angie who watched them in the
mirror as she struggled to keep from crying again
Ever the gentleman, Rick held the door and seated both of them. Linda
thought to herself This is a much more comfortable way to travel than the
way they brought to town and she grinned.
Linda thoroughly enjoyed the dinner experience. She loved the attention
from the valet and the admiring glances from the men as she passed by.
She even enjoyed the looks cast her way by some of the older ladies who
pretended that they didn't see her gracefully managing the heels. The
meal was stupendous and she felt an intimate partner in the conversation.
She shared more details of her 'normal' life and was delighted to find
out that Rick had a business venture in her area. Rick and Jane
frequently travelled together and Linda crossed her fingers that she
could find a way to introduce them to her wife.
Following the leisurely dinner and after the customary visit to the well-
appointed ladies room. Rick drove them to a nightclub where they danced
until after midnight. Linda danced with both of them as a trio and as
partners including several slow ones on Rick's shoulder. She loved
leaning into him and letting him lead the movements. Rick remained a
gentleman throughout which Linda appreciated. Despite her confidence
however, she declined all offers for single gentleman who approached her.
Late that evening it was a tired threesome who stepped into the house.
Jane and Linda immediately took off their shoes, sighed and then looking
at each other laughed. Rick, not understanding the pleasure of releasing
their feet from those beautiful yet torturous devices just shrugged and
trod up the stairs.
After cleaning up Linda was again invited to their bed but tonight they
all simply snuggled and fell to sleep.
Meanwhile in town, the lights of Madge's salon remained on for some time
and later as Madge monitored her security app she smiled. I must
remember to set my alarm for an earlier wake up time. I don't think the
staff would appreciate what I am looking at right now. Angie, strapped
to her chair and staring into the mirror felt her tears sliding down her
cheeks.
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