Cuffed

# Synopsis: Rona goes and meet someone for the first time and lets herself be cuffed
# Keywords: cuffs, bondage, teasing, denial

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Rona looked around her, mentally going over everything she needed for this trip. Walking back and forth across the room she put her black Chinese cheongsam carefully in the bag. All that was left to do was to get a shower, get dressed and out the door to catch the train. Short of the last bits and pieces, her bag was already packed. Scanning through her closet, she thought about what she would wear for the trip down. In the end she settled for a long black skirt and a white halter top, with a red rose pattern. She would change and wear the cheongsam once she had gotten to the hotel.

She ran a hot shower and stepped under the water, letting it soothe and relax her. She desperately wished that she had more time to relax and fully enjoy the shower. Quickly, but carefully, she soaped her body and shaved herself all over, making sure she was smooth and soft to the touch. She had no idea what was going to happen this weekend, but she didn’t want to take any chances.

Sitting down on the bed, she took her black stockings and slowly pulled them over her legs, savouring the feel of the silken material. She slipped into a black lace thong, taking a moment to admire herself in the mirror. With a smile she picked up the long black loose skirt and stepped into it, quickly followed by the white halter top. Looking at the clock she realised she was taking longer that she should and quickly tied her hair in a pony tail and stuffed her make-up and some brushes into her bag.

Just as she stuffed the last brushes into her bag, she heard the honk of the taxi’s horn, and grabbing her bag and her heels, she ran downstairs, excitedly shrugging into her coat and slipping into her heels. Quickly she put her bag outside, set the alarm and locked the door behind her, and hurried herself down to the curb. Climbing into the back of the taxi, Rona told the driver to head for the train station. For the first time in weeks, the air, the city seemed different. She felt nervous, but also very much alive with new energy. She couldn’t wait until she got to the capital and checked into the hotel.

Five hours later, Rona got off the train, feeling rested and looking curiously around her to find the exit to the train station. She made her way out and hailed a taxi to take her to the hotel. It was beautifully set in a quiet neighbourhood, surrounded by a fair bit of green. The hotel was neither overly big nor too small. At least it was quiet and private. With a smile she exited the taxi, her eyes darting around her, trying to see if she could spot the woman she was supposed to meet as she made her way over to the reception desk to get a room. As soon as she gave her name, the receptionist confirmed that there was a room booked for her, and passed her the key to the room. Rona made her way to the elevator and rode it up to the fifth floor of the hotel, finding her room almost at the end of the hallway.

Rona stood quietly for a second, lost in thought.

`What if she was already in the room?`
`What would she be like?`
`What would happen?`

A thousand similar thoughts and last minute doubts filled her head while she stared at her hand resting on the silver door handle. Taking a deep breath she slightly shook her head. There really was no sense standing around having second doubts. Why else would she have come here. Rona took a deep breath knocked softly on the door, and hearing no answer she inserted the key card, and tentatively pushed the door open and stepped into the soft lighted room.

Nervously she looked around, but the room was empty. For a hotel room it was not bad. A nice double bed, soft lighting, a desk with a television, a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror, a small closet for her clothes and a separate small bathroom with a bath, a shower and the other necessities. On the left-side pillow was an envelope. Unpacking her bag, she hung out her cheongsam and put her make-up and brushes in the bathroom. She picked up the letter and moved to the right side of the bed and sat down. Staring out of the window over the capital, Rona twisted the envelope between the tip of her fingers. She leaned slightly back, and let out a deep breath, and opened the envelope with trembling fingers.

“Hello Rona, I hope your trip was uneventful, and I am looking forward to meeting you real soon.“

There was no doubt in Rona’s mind who the letter was from. So she had been in her hotel room. Mentally she softly shrugged, it really wasn’t that great a surprise and part of her had expected much more to be honest. At least so far she was given the space to be alone when she needed it.

“I’d better get myself ready,” Rona thought and started to strip off her clothes. She changed into her cheongsam, opting not to wear a bra beneath it. She hated the lines of her bra showing through the tight dress.

`And,` she admitted with a grin to herself, `it should at least make the meeting somewhat more interesting.`

Finishing her outfit with black pants and 3 inch heels, Rona stepped into the bathroom to put her dark raven hair up and apply the last finishing touches to her make up. She secretly hoped she was called soon, and yet a part of her wanted to wait. She sighed softly to herself and rubbed her hands together. Her eyes wandered across the room and spotted the little kettle on the desk.

`Might as well have a cuppa to calm my nerves,` she thought, as she picked up the kettle and filled it under the tap in the bathroom.

Stepping back into the bedroom, she plugged in the kettle and switched it on. She stared out of the window of the hotel room while she was waiting for the water to boil. Before she could think of the million and one possibilities, the phone in her room rang, breaking her thoughts and making her jump slightly. Nervously she picked up the phone:

“Hello?“, she spoke softly.

The soft, well spoken voice that came through the headset inresponse had only a trace of an accent, but was clear, with a timbre to it that gathered a warm knot in Rona’s belly.

“I would like you to join me in the downstairs bar on the hour. When you get there, give your name to the bar staff. The rest will be taken care of.”

Before Rona could give an answer, she heard a click, and looked at the handset in astonishment, dumbstruck. Then what she’d heard shot home, and she looked at the clock with a sense of panic, and realised she had less than five minutes to make it downstairs.

Stuffing her room key in her pocket, she stopped before the mirror and did a quick double-take, smoothing down the black and red Chinese silk dress. Grinning at herself in the mirror she dashed out of her room and took the elevator down to the bar at the back of the hotel.

As the elevator doors slid silently open, Rona blushed furiously, her nipples rubbing against the fabric of her dress, sending slight tingles through her body. She furiously wished she’d worn a bra after all, but as she made her way to the bar, she put it out of her mind, concentrating on scanning the room, looking for the woman she was to meet, but there was no sign of her. She stopped at the bar, then remembered her instructions, and caught the bartender’s attention.

“Yes Miss?” he answered, smiling at her.

“Hi, my name is Rona, I was told you have a message for me?” she asked the bartender.

“One second Miss let me check” he replied politely as he turned away and consulted what seemed to be a large black binder. With a smile he turned his attention back to Rona.

“Indeed Miss, if you would please follow me” and without a further word the bartender stepped behind the dark wooden bar and led her to the row of half secluded cubicles.

“If you would be good enough to wait here, Miss, I’ll see that someone will come and take your order”. The bartender made a polite bow, turned and walked away before Rona could answer him.

Rona looked around nervously. What if the woman hadn’t shown up? What if she decided Rona wasn’t worth looking at? Part of her knew the last part not to be true, at five foot six, with her shiny long raven  hair and her sparkling hazel eyes, she was good looking enough. But still, the doubt gnawed at her while she waited. She had expected to be met, having a slight advantage in meeting someone with the waiter of the hotel at her side. But then again, as she had often found out, there was very little about the woman she was to meet that Rona would consider usual.

Being used to holding her own against most, relying on her intellect, quick wit and her sassy manner, sometimes combined with a sharp tongue, the woman she was about to meet, had been one of the few to quickly pierce right through her outer shell and give as good as she got. Not to mention this woman was pretty much every bit the tease and matched any of her efforts without any problem, leaving Rona in a situation she was not quite sure on how to deal with. Rona admitted to herself that not getting away with her usual behaviour was something she found exhilarating.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a glass of white wine was placed in front of her. Rona frowned slightly.

“I didn’t order“, she began looking up and over her left shoulder, only to stop short as the words caught in her throat. It wasn’t a waiter as she had expected but the woman she had come to meet. Rona immediately recognized her from the pictures they had exchanged.

“No, indeed, my pet, you don’t give orders, the woman answered with a smile softly tracing a finger down over Rona’s bare arm, then walked around the table and sat down opposite Rona.

“Rona, I presume?“

Rona could do nothing more than nod in response, caught speechless by the woman’s calm, confident manner. She searched the other woman’s features, admiring the way she’d swiftly taken control of the entire situation.

“Dammit girl,” she thought to herself, “five seconds of meeting her and you’re already staring like a doe caught in headlights.” Rona shook her head slightly and took a deep breath, praying the woman wouldn’t notice. Taking the glass between her fingers, Rona raised the glass to the woman in a toast, then took of sip of the cool wine.

“Indeed, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you” she spoke, giving the woman one of her best dazzling smiles.

“Oh, the pleasure is all mine, pet,” the woman responded as she raised her own glass of wine to answer the toast, “and I must say you are more even more charming and cuter than you were on-line“.

Rona laughed softly, but couldn’t help feeling another blush colouring her cheeks.

“Be careful what you say, you tease, I see you have no intention of stopping making me blush, have you?“

The woman opposite her, just responded with a grin and slid a small black box over to the middle of the table towards Rona.

“Oh, trying to bribe me now with jewellery are you?“, Rona grinned while she eyed the box curiously. She knew just what was coming, they been there so often. The verbal tango, of strike, dodge and parry. Each of them trying to best the other. Rona couldn’t make herself stop and already had decided she wasn’t going to give an inch unless she really had to.

`Let’s see how much she really can take and if she’s really made out of the stuff she always claimed to be`, Rona thought with a smile, as she cocked her head slightly sideways, listening to the woman.

“Oh I wouldn’t call it jewellery, but all going well, I do expect you to end up wearing it.”

“So what is it then?“, Rona raised her eyebrows quizzically, the corner of her mouth curling up with a smile, clearly enjoying this little verbal game.

“Well that would be telling, why don’t you open and see” the woman retorted without skipping a beat.

“Who says I want to know. Like you said opening could lead me to all kind of trouble.” Rona batted her eyelashes across the table. The woman just smiled at her and Rona couldn’t help to feel a shiver travelling across the back of her spine at her confident manner.

“Trouble you would just love, wouldn’t you, my dear Rona?“

“I am sure, I – I have no idea what you are talking about, after all I am innocent“, Rona quickly parried, giving her, the best innocent girl look Rona could muster.

The woman looked at her for a moment, with raised eyebrows. Rona braced herself for what was coming.

“You honestly believe that, Rona,” the woman smiled and went on before Rona could answer, “then do, pray tell me this…“

Rona couldn’t stop herself and giggled softly. “Tell you what?“

“If you are so innocent, why are you not wearing a bra under that gorgeous outfit?“, the woman looked at Rona, one side of her mouth curled up in a over satisfied smirk.

Words caught in Rona’s throat for a moment as she blushed. “Well… uhm, who says I am not?” she answered quickly.

The woman grinned and pointed at Rona, ticking off the points one by one on her fingers.
“Very. Simple. One, that dress is so well cut, that it would show and …“

There was a dramatic pause before she continued, “Two, I can see clearly the outline of your nipples through it.”

Rona blushed furiously. For a moment she didn’t how to react. She hated it when when someone got the better of her, and put her right in her place. It drove her mad and yet at the same time, it was exactly what she wanted and needed, because the moment she was allowed to get her own way, she would usually go all in. But this time it seemed different. There would be no way she was going to allowed to go too far in manipulating the situation. She was only ever led to believe that she had gotten away with something, just to be thrown completely off course and in the direction she did not want to go.

Suddenly the woman got up from the couch and picked up the box from between Rona’s fingers and slipped it into her bag. Her hand closed around Rona’s wrist and and gently pulled her up.

“What?“, Rona looked up and frowned confusedly. The woman looked down at her and winked.

“Just wait, cutie,” she whispered into Rona’s ear, still holding Rona’s wrist, and gently bent her arm behind her back and held it into the small of her back. She then softly nudged Rona forward, using her hand on Rona’s wrist to guide her to where she wanted Rona to go.

Rona looked up as she saw the woman was leading her to the hotel’s restaurant.

“And how in the world do you know if I am hungry or not?“, she asked the woman teasingly.

“Pretty simple really,” the woman answered. “Knowing you as I do, you must’ve been too nervous to eat much all day, so I have taken the liberty of arranging a small meal for us.“

Rona nodded and smiled softly at the woman in response. When they were both seated at the intended table, the woman looked over the menu and ordered both food and wine for them. Shifting nervously in her seat, Rona waited until the dishes were brought to the table, filling the time with small talk about their respective journeys.

When the food was served, the smell of it alone, made Rona’s mouth water and her stomach rumbled in anticipation. Waiting till they both had taken a few bites, Rona looked up at the woman and grinned impishly.

“So, are you going to tell me what was in that black box?“

The woman across from her put her knife and fork down and took a sip of the white wine she was drinking, then looked at Rona over the rim of the glass.

“Ahh that …” and slowly took another sip of her wine.

Rona sighed in mock frustration: “Yes, that. Are you going to tell me or not?“.

The woman raised one eyebrow a fraction. Rona blushed and looked down at her plate and played with her food. Finally the woman put the wineglass down on the table and folded her hands delicately under her chin and looked Rona straight in the eye.

“Well, two things, dear heart. For one, mind that temper of yours,” She paused dramatically, “ and two, I was wondering when your curiosity would get the better of you. You couldn’t make yourself look at first, and now it is driving you crazy because you don’t know, isn’t it?” Her grin told her how much she was enjoying Rona’s obvious frustration.

“Yes, it is and since you already know it,” Rona scowled, “there is no reason to be so smug about it!”

“Oh really? And pray tell, why is that?“, The woman laughed.”You dig yourself in these nice little holes without knowing if you can actually get out of them in the first place.“

Rona’s felt her face flush briefly as she cast her eyes down, trying to think up on a witty come-back. “And what if I do?“, she grinned at across the table, “after all that is exactly how you like me to begin with!” chiding the woman gently.

The answer was a short but delighted laugh.

“You, young lady,” The woman grinned and pointed a finger at her, “are going to get yourself in a whole lot of trouble before this day is over!”

Rona laughed and winked, “Only if I decide to stay here first. I still have my own room and I could still take the train back home”.

“You know as well as I do, that if you had not any intention of staying, that in the first place, you wouldn’t be here in the first place, and secondly, you would not have taken so much of an effort to dress up for me.”

Rona blushed and nodded softly. “Okay, you got me there.” she looked up, grinned broadly and wriggled her eyebrows across the table. “So what’s in the box, then?“

She felt the woman’s eyes on her and raised her own eyes to look her straight in the eye. Calmly the woman stared back, until Rona finally broke eye contact and looked down at the table.

“Dessert first, dear girl, and be patient. All shall be revealed in time to you.“

A waiter was motioned and the woman ordered ice cream and strawberries with chocolate sauce for them. Rona bit her tongue and didn’t speak a word. She knew she was pushing it, but part of her just couldn’t help it. She needed to push to know how far she could go before being pushed back down. Sometimes Rona hated herself for being like this, well, almost close to a complete and utter brat, if she was completely honest with herself.

“Can I be excused for a moment?” she asked the woman.

“No, you can’t“, the answer was accompanied with a resolute shake of the head.”If you want to be excused you are going to have to earn it.” The tone of voice made it quite clear to Rona that there was no sense arguing.

Rona looked up, folded her arms and nodded softly. “All right, what do you want me to do?“

“You can begin with removing your panties” the woman answered calmly.

Rona’s face jerked up and her eyes flew wide open.

“But, what, but, we are in the middle of the restaurant and … ” Rona protested softly, but before she could argue any further the woman held up her hand stopping Rona’s tirade dead in her tracks.

“We are not in the middle of the restaurant and actually quite hidden from view,” She calmly pointed out to Rona.

“but…,” Rona responded weakly.

“No ifs, no buts, dear heart, and you better do it quickly before the waiter comes back.”

“I can’t,” hissed Rona, “I am wearing pants! I can’t undress right here and now, can I?”

The woman calmly reached into her handbag and pulled out a small pair of nail scissors and pushed it over the table towards Rona. “There you go, now you can cut it off. Any other questions, dear?“

Rona quickly turned her head and she knew she was right, she was quite hidden from view. Looking into the woman’s eyes, she bit her lip, shook her head softly and whispered softly: “No, Miss.“

The woman nodded softly and smiled. Getting Rona to slowly slip from one role into another was the biggest challenge, but once the first step was taken, it became gradually easier to do so. However the trick was not letting Rona know. Carefully the woman masked her amusement at the subtle but detectable change in Rona’s behaviour.

Rona grabbed the scissors from the table and opened her pants, sliding the scissors against the fabric of her panties, softly shivering as she felt the cool metal against her skin and set to cutting through the sides of her thong. She handed them back to the woman and nervously looked around her, then carefully gripped the remains and slowly pulled them out between her thighs, gasping softly at the intimate contact. She blushed a deep red  as she quickly did her pants up again. Rona held the remains in her hand but under the table, out of sight of anyone who might walk past.

The woman smiled wickedly, extended her hand across the table, palm faced upwards. Rona sighed and put the panties in her hand, but before Rona could remove her hand, the woman’s fingers closed around Rona’s hand, stroking the side of her palm. Just as the waiter approached with the table, the woman closed her fingers around Rona’s wrist, looking deeply into her eyes. Rona bit her lip and gasped softly. Their hands were the only thing covering the cut up panties.

She managed to softly stammer a “Thank you“, as the waiter put their desserts in front of them, Rona dare not look the man in the eye. However, the waiter did not appear to notice, or if he did, he never mentioned it.

Rona squirmed uncomfortably in her chair looking up pleadingly across the table.

“Please Miss, can I please be allowed to go now Miss?“. The woman chortled amused and said, “Well, well, well, there is a an definite improvement.“

The woman nodded softly. “Yes go and hurry up, we do not want the ice cream to melt“.

Rona nodded obediently as she got up and left the table, “Yes Miss, thank you Miss.”

When Rona retuned to the table she noticed that the black box was put right where her bowl of ice cream had been when she had excused herself. She looked confused as she sat down, her fingers stroking absent-mindedly the black leather of the small box.

“Where has my ice cream gone, Miss?“

“You want to take a look at what’s inside, Rona?” The woman asked softly. Rona nodded her head, desperately not wanting to spoil a second chance by being overly flippant.

The lady across from her chuckled at her eagerness.

“Well, lets have dessert first, shall we?“

Rona looked confused, “But … it seems my side of the dessert has miraculously disappeared.“

She grinned: “Yes, my dear Rona, I suppose I’ll have to make sure you get some then.“.

The lady flashed Rona a smile and continued to speak softly:

“But first, put your hands flat on the table, on either side of the box and don’t move them one little bit. Once you move, your part of the dessert is over.“

Rona nodded softly and placed her hands flat on the table, briefly rolling her shoulders as she took a deep breath and nodded. “Okay,” she said, “I am ready when you are, Miss.“

Slowly the woman took the first strawberry between her fingers and brought it up to Rona’s lips, letting her take a gentle bite out of it. Then she rolled the remaining piece of the strawberry into the molten chocolate and slowly lifted it to her own mouth. Rona pouted cutely at her, until the moment that the lady  brought the next chocolate  covered strawberry up to Rona lips for a bite. As she took a bite, a little drop of chocolate escaped from Rona’s lips.

Quickly the woman caught the drop on her finger before it could roll down Rona’s chin. Holding up her finger before Rona’s face, but far enough away that Rona had to bend forward to reach it.

“Lick it“, The woman ordered Rona.

Rona bent forward and wrapped her lips around the woman’s fingers, her tongue trailing over the top of her finger, tasting the chocolate. Rona sat back down, blushing softly as she teasingly licked her lips.

Grinning at her, the woman cut up most of the remaining strawberries, reserving just one, mixing the cut up strawberries with the vanilla ice cream and some of the chocolate sauce. She scooped a little with the spoon, tasting it. Nodding with approval, she scooped a little more, holding it out for Rona, enjoying the sight of a patient Rona bending forward, her tongue extended in anticipation of the sweet strawberry, the cool ice cream, the velvety chocolate. As Rona swallowed the spoon’s contents, the woman reflected on her enjoyment of the slow ritual, knowing that the slowness of it was frustrating Rona who was simply itching to have a look at what was in the black box between her hands.

Finally the woman  took the last strawberry and dipped it in the remaining chocolate, and held it up. But not extending her arm further than the middle of the table.

“If you want this one, you have to come and get it“, the woman challenged Rona with a grin.

Rona slowly pushed her chair backwards and raised herself up, making sure she kept her hands flat on the table and leaned forward. She had to move in to reach the strawberry, right up against the table. Gently wrapping her lips around the red fruit, Rona took a first bite of the strawberry, savouring its taste. Carefully she leaned in again and wrapped her lips around the remainder of the strawberry and the woman’s fingers, enjoying the feel and texture of it all on her lips and against her tongue.

Carefully Rona sat back down, and smiled at the lady across her and asked eagerly:

“Can I open the box now? After all, I have been good!“, she asked, her eyes flicking back between the woman’s eyes and the black box between her hands.

“Yes, and you can move your hands“, was the long awaited reply, “It does tend to make opening the box so much easier“.

Sticking her tongue briefly out and with a smile on her lips Rona flicked the catch on the box and slowly pushed the lid open with her thumbs. Inside the box on black velvet was just one item, a set of metallic thumb cuffs, gleaming under the soft light of the restaurant. “Oh, wow“, Rona breathed, her fingers softly stroking the metal.

Then, the box was removed from her fingers. The woman smiled at her and removed the cuffs from their resting place and put the box inside her jacket. While not removing her eyes from Rona, she opened the jaws of the thumb cuffs and held them up before Rona.

“Your thumbs, my dear,” she spoke with a soft but yet firm voice, making it very clear in Rona’s mind that there was no doubt she meant business.

Rona could not suppress the slight shiver of fear and the feeling of delicious anticipation  that ran across her spine. She knew that the moment that she put her thumbs inside those cuffs, she would basically consent for whatever would happen during the rest of the evening.

For a mere moment she was tempted to keep her hands in her lap. But as much as Rona was tempted, the moment she looked up, and into the woman’s eyes, she clearly saw that the woman was enjoying seeing the struggle she was going through. Rona softly cursed herself. It was painstakingly clear that the woman already knew what Rona’s action was going to be and was just merely allowing Rona to come to the exact same conclusion.

With a barely audible sigh, Rona slowly extended her hands upwards and let her thumbs hover over the cuffs. Rona bit hard on her bottom lip as she lowered her thumbs and pressed them inside the waiting jaws.

Raising her eyes slightly upwards, Rona peeked between her lashes across the table. The woman caught Rona’s eyes and smiled approvingly at her, yet making no haste to actually close the cuffs. Clearly she was enjoying the moment as much as Rona was. Almost tenderly, she moved the jaws of the cuffs closer and pressed them shut.

The sound of the cuffs being locked around her thumbs sounded incredibly loud in Rona’s ears. She felt the cool metal encircle her thumbs and not move, nor give way. They weren’t on very tightly but tight enough that Rona would not be able to get them off without the cuffs being unlocked. And Rona had a feeling that was not going to happen any time soon.

The lady unhooked a small silver chain that had been hanging around her neck and pulled it out. On the end of the chain was a very small key.

“Bend your head, cutie“, she said.

As Rona bowed her head, the woman placed the chain around her neck and fastened it. With a finger under Rona’s chin the woman lifted her face up and smiled warmly at Rona.

“You know, my dear, that silver chain matches very nicely with the dress you are wearing“, the woman  smiled at Rona and motioned to her to sit down again.

Rona squirmed softly in her seat, hiding her hands under the table, blushing furiously. She couldn’t wait until they got the attention of the waiter so they could get out of here. She just hoped that nobody would see her thumbs.

Finally they managed to get a waiter’s attention and signed the bill and allowed the waiter to clear the last of the dishes of their table. The woman got up and looked expectantly at Rona. Raising herself slowly from the table, Rona faced away from the restaurant, keeping her back so nobody could see her hands.

“Lets go“, The lady grinned at Rona, seeing her stand next to the table, her hands neatly cuffed at the thumbs in front of her, unable to escape. Rona looked up at her, her eyes wide and startled like a deer caught in headlights of an oncoming car.

“I can’t go like this“, Rona feebly protested, “What if people see me cuffed?“

Softly chuckling, the woman slid her jacket off her shoulders and gently draped it over Rona’s shoulders. Rona was with some difficulty able to get hold of the sides and pulled them around her, holding them tightly between her fingers, just about hiding the silver thumb cuffs from view.

The woman nodded and with a grin slipped her hand under the jacket, resting it against the small of Rona’s back and gently guided her out of the restaurant and to the main set of elevators in the lobby.

They stepped inside the elevator, and just before the door closed, the woman tugged at the jacket. Rona gasped an almost inaudible “No!“, unable to hold to the side of the jacket and it slipped easily away from her fingers and her shoulders. She turned to the woman besides her, catching movement in the mirror opposite, and seeing herself, cuffed, she blushed furiously once more.

“W-what if we see someone“, she asked nervously.

The woman turned to face her:

“Well, I just tell them, I’ve just arrested you and have taken you with me.”

Grinning wickedly the woman was clearly enjoying Rona’s peril. Rona gave up the struggle, and, lowering her eyes to the  elevator floor, Rona shook her head to herself, leaning against the cool lift wall.

“It’s not if I know anybody here, anyway…” Rona tried to reason unsuccessfully with herself.

As soon as they reached their floor, the woman gently guided Rona out of the elevator and to Rona’s room, without once asking what room she was staying in. Approaching her room, she took a second hotel key from her jacket, slid it in the door slot and pushed the door open and ushered her inside.`

“Lift your hands, Rona“, the woman instructed her.

Her thumbs were unlocked and the woman put the thumb cuffs down on the desk and looked at Rona.

“Right, young lady. Listen up. Gather everything in your suitcase and bags, you’re moving rooms.“

Rona paused, looking at the woman for a second, very confused, then moved to obey with a quiet “Yes, Miss“. She gathered her belongings, putting them into the suitcase, then stopped and looked at the woman once more. “That’s all of it, Miss.”

Calmly the woman shook her head.

“No, that’s not everything yet, I want you to remove your pants as well, that dress is just short enough to cover yourself with a very small degree of decency, you should just make it to my room, without causing any major upheaval.

Looking into her eyes, Rona knew the woman was absolutely and deadly serious. Without saying a word but blushing deeply, she kicked her heels off and slid out of her pants, feeling incredibly exposed as she slipped into her heels again. Quickly she stuffed her pants with the rest of the clothes and turned around. Catching herself in the mirror, she could see that the lacy top of her black stockings were visible just under the hem of her dress.

She blushed deeply again as she saw the woman playing with her cut up panties and grinning at her, all the while throwing the panties from hand to hand.  The woman looked Rona over and moved across the room, discarding her panties on the bed.

“See” she said with a smile, “That is so much better. Now turn around and put your hands behind your back, I have told you before how I like it, so lets see if you have been paying attention.”

Rona nodded softly and turned around, putting her arms behind her back and then turned her palms outward, so the back of her hands were touching. Then she lowered her head and waited.

She could feel the woman walking behind her, taking her wrists in her hands, softly stroking a finger over the soft skin  of her inner wrists. Suddenly she could hear the cuffs being closed and the cold metal of the cuffs encircling her thumbs again.

“There we are“, the woman whispered softly in her ear, “much, much better.“

Rona, struggled lightly and pulled on the cuffs, but she already knew she couldn’t release herself even if she wanted to. She was stuck like this until the woman decided to unlock her.

Guiding Rona into the little hallway of her room, the woman left her standing in the half dark near the door. Rona could hear the phone being picked up and she could hear bits and pieces of conversation, the most important that the the room was vacated now and that the room keys would be left on the desk as was agreed prior. The telephone was put down and she could hear the lights being switched off, leaving her almost completely in the dark. The only thing Rona could hear was the moving about. She dare not move around or ask what the woman was doing. Even if she had dared, her throat seemed to be too dry to utter a sound.

Suddenly the woman’s warm breath was against her neck, making her shiver. Her fingers were softly stroking Rona’s side, trailing over the silk dress. Rona squirmed and leaned against her, the woman’s breath against her ear, making Rona feel a bit dizzy. The fingers found their way under the dress, teasing and softly pinching her bottom, moving downwards over her legs and up the front again.

Rona let out a soft moan as the fingers slowly trailed up the inside of her legs. Rona held her breath, praying she would be touched there. She closed her eyes, waiting for the inevitable to happen, and leaned her head back.

As suddenly as the fingers had begun, they stopped their teasing exploration. The woman removed her fingers from Rona’s body. Rona let out a whimper of frustration, hearing the teasing chuckle into her ear. Reaching past Rona, the woman opened the door, picked up Rona’s suitcase, and with her free hand tapping gently against Rona’s bottom, pushed her out of the safety of the hotel room and into the hallway.

Just before closing the door the woman turned towards her and grinned at her.

“Oh dear, can you remember if I did leave your cut up panties in the room?“

Rona turned around, her mouth half open in shock, her eyes wide. She couldn’t remember if they had actually been picked up. For all Rona knew they could be still on the bed.

“D-don’t you want to ….?“  Rona asked, her voice stammering as her mind filled with all the thoughts, of what could happen, if they found her cut up panties on the bed. But the resolute sound of the door falling into the lock, seemed to cut her off in mid-sentence.

“Well, my dear“, the woman answered and guided Rona away from the door to the elevator, “it seems the door is closed and if I forgot them, they will rightly know what kind of a girl you are“.

The woman looked bemused at her and Rona’s discomfort and her slight distress as they patiently waited for the elevator. As soon as the door of the elevator slipped open, to Rona’s relief, it was empty. Rona quickly slipped inside, resting her head against the cooler metal panels, her eyes closed, trying to calm herself. They quietly rode the elevator up to her floor and the woman guided her out, carrying her suitcase, motioning with her head which way she wanted Rona to go.

Rona had made it halfway down the corridor, when a door opened and a couple stepped out. Rona immediately blushed as they had to stop to let them get out of the room. She could feel their eyes on her, travelling up her exposed legs, taking in the shortness of her skirt, the lacy stocking tops, and the tightness of her cheongsam, her breasts thrust forward by the position of her arms. she hugged the wall, giving them space to get by, her eyes cast downwards, hoping they wouldn’t say anything.

The couple passed Rona, obviously frowning at her. As they passed, she could hear them gasp as they must have looked back at her and seen her thumbs cuffed behind her back. Rona cringed and her cheeks coloured crimson, especially when she heard the woman next to her softly chuckle. Rona could nothing to but to slightly lean against the woman and take comfort from her presence.

The woman spoke softly in her ear: “Come on cutie, we’re not far off now.”

The woman led her further down the corridor, to the same place where her room had been, on the end of the corridor. She quickly opened the room and winked at Rona.

“Stay here and don’t move. I’ll just be a minute.”

Rona looked around nervously as the woman slipped inside her room and closed the door behind her, leaving Rona alone in the hallway, with nowhere to hide or to disappear. Silently praying no one else would come out of their rooms while she was standing there, Rona stared out over the city, lost in thought, watching the multitude of colours that lit up the night. She felt very exposed, standing near the glass, overlooking the city, cuffed, barely dressed and unable to go anywhere except wait.

She heard the door open and turned towards it as the woman motioned her to step inside. Quickly she stepped out of the corridor and into the hotel room.  Rona moved to the middle of the room. The woman stood behind her and unclasped the chain, lifting it away from Rona’s neck. A moment later Rona felt the thumb cuffs unlocking and her arms fell back to her side. Absent-mindedly Rona rubbed her thumbs, looking around her, until she was spoken to.

“Two things first, girl“, the woman addressed her as she moved across the room and sat down in one of the chairs. “Firstly, you will strip ….”.

Rona nodded and whispered a barely audible: “Yes, Miss.“

Nodding her approval, the woman continued: “and secondly you will make a nice cup of tea and serve it to me. Naked of course.”

Again, Rona answered obediently, “Yes, Miss” and raised her hand to the collar of the dress and started to pop open the frog buttons on her dress and the zip. Letting the dress slide off her body and onto the floor, she suddenly felt even more exposed and vulnerable. She picked up the dress from the floor, feeling very aware that the other woman’s eyes were following her every movement.

Putting the dress away she went over to the desk, and started to get things ready for the cup of tea the woman wished. Rona’s mind was dazed, she felt aroused, she was naked and all the woman seemed to want was a cup of tea. As per usual, there was no way Rona seemed to be able to predict her.

Rona filled the kettle and turned it on, waiting for it to boil. Rona knew, as she was standing in front of a large mirror that was fixed above the desk, that the woman had an excellent view of all of her body. Not able to look at the woman, Rona kept her eyes focussed on the desk and the cup before her, only taking brief peeks up through her eyelashes.

Finally, after what seemed to be taking forever, the water boiled and she poured the water on to the tea bag and added the spoonful of sugar. During the many times they had talked, Rona had taken careful notes of anything that might be relevant at a later stage. Now was the time to show the woman she had been paying attention and had hung onto every word she was told. Picking up the cup and saucer delicately between her fingers, she crossed the short distance between the desk and where the woman was seated and hesitated for a moment.

She slowly put her right foot slightly in front of the other and bent her knees, lowering herself to the floor, putting one knee down just before the other, taking time to adjust her balance carefully in order not to spill the tea. She slowly straightened her back, and setting herself down, she rested her bottom on her heels. Looking up briefly at her, Rona leaned back her head shook her head to get some stray hairs out of her face and raised the cup of tea towards the woman, stretching her hands out, and keeping her head lowered.

The cup of tea was taken from her hands and she could hear the satisfaction in the woman’s voice as she softly spoke “Thank you, sweetie.“

Rona lowered her hands and brought them to her back, rotating her palms so they faced outward, the back of her hands, just about touching. She waited quietly, sitting at the woman’s feet, until the woman had finished her cup. Rona’s mind was whirling with thoughts, trying to anticipate what would happen next.

Hearing the woman shift in the chair and the sound of the cup and saucer being put down on the table, shook Rona out of her thoughts, and she raised her head slightly to see if the lady wanted something from her.

“Don’t move, girl,” the woman told her.

Rona stopped and didn’t move while the woman moved behind her. She couldn’t see what was happening. The only faint sound that Rona could hear was that the woman appeared to be rummaging through a bag, looking for something. She heard the woman approach, standing still behind her. Biting her lip, Rona waited for what was to come.

Rona gasped slightly as a dark red silk blindfold was wrapped over her eyes. Her hand came up briefly touching the material with trembling fingers. Her hand tenderly wrapped around her wrist.

“ssh, cutie, relax“, the woman whispered into her ear.

Rona nodded and allowed the woman to bring her hand back to position again. Feeling a shiver down her back, she could hear the click of the hand cuffs and feel the cold metal around her wrists, securing her hands firmly behind her back once more.

Struggling only just enough to feel that the cuffs were indeed secure, Rona shifted position and relaxed slightly. She exhaled, biting her lips as she felt another cuff being closed just above her elbows. She knew what was coming next and rolled her shoulders lightly.

Link by link, the woman started to pull in the chains, pulling her elbows closer and closer together. Softly groaning and grunting, Rona felt how her her arms were pulled closer and closer together. She gasped as her arms were held tightly together behind her. She heard the soft click of a padlock and the fingers tenderly stroked her upper arms, and then left, yet her arms were kept in place.

As Rona guessed correctly, the woman had slipped a padlock through the links. Rona quickly realised that right now, she was unable to escape as there was no way she could even reach up that high. A very faint moan escaped from her lips as she leaned forward somewhat. Immediately she felt the woman’s hand coming to rest on her shoulder, against the nape of her neck. Her thumb softly stroking the little hairs on the back of her neck.

Rona couldn’t help but almost purr as she relaxed. The woman’s soft laugh filled the room as Rona was unable to stop her body reacting in such a way. She had explained, many times to the woman, how her neck and hair were very sensitive to such ministrations.

The woman’s fingers trailed teasingly slowly down over her back and cupped her waist.  Gentle, yet strong hands helped Rona get to her feet. The woman waited patiently until Rona stood stable and was in no danger of falling over. Rona could feel the woman stepping away from her and heard her once again rummaging through her bag.

Rona felt like her senses were all over the place, part of her wanted just to surrender herself, and part of her wanted to keep her wits together, to try to stay with it, experiencing and knowing every single thing that would happen to her.

Before Rona could think further on this, she felt a cool piece of chain circling tightly around her waist and another soft click of a padlock followed. The woman gently and carefully pulled the cool chain between her legs. Rona let out a slight yelp as she felt the cool chain slip between her legs and then pulled tightly. Before Rona could even settle the chain was locked on to her handcuffs.

Beneath the blindfold Rona blinked as she tried to comprehend the position she was put in. Squirming and gasping immediately as the moment she pulled her arms a little bit, she could feel the links of the chain slipping against her already sensitive lips. Groaning, Rona managed to stay perfectly still, her breathing quickening.

The woman’s hand was gently put against the small of her back and she helped Rona turn and carefully moved around the room. “I am going to sit you down on a chair, pet,” she said softly in Rona’s ear. Rona nodded and carefully backed up until her legs hit the cool wood of one of the straight chairs. Lowering herself with the woman’s help, Rona finally sat down, moaning softly.

“Now, listen. I am going to have to pop out quickly and head downstairs to reception. You’ll stay here, and who ever comes to that door, you’ll better make sure, you please them. Understand?“

Rona nodded softly, indicated she had understood every single word.

“Open up, girl,” the woman instructed. As soon as Rona opened her mouth, she felt a leather leash touching her lips.

“Bite down on that.” The instruction came. “And keep it there. If that leash is on the ground when I get back, there will be consequences.”

Rona nodded and closed her mouth around the leash handle, trying not to bite to hard so it would show her teeth but hard enough so that the leash would not easily drop out of her mouth. Before Rona had much time to think, she heard the hotel room door open, but not close.

Almost immediately she started to notice a side effect of holding the leash in her mouth. Her drool reflex started to come into play. Rona could feel herself blushing beetroot red as her saliva dribbled over her lips and down her chin, unable to stop it. Having a love/hate relationship with gags and being made to drool that way, only served to arouse her more and to further emphasise how helpless she currently was.

Suddenly Rona could hear laughing voices down the corridor. Stretching her senses to the maximum, Rona started to slightly panic. What if anyone would come in? She had to serve and please anyone that came in. Trying to reason with her own fears, Rona tried to convince herself that the woman would never put her in any danger. But the moment she almost calmed down she heard the voices became louder. Rona’s heart was beating hard in her chest. She involuntarily squirmed and pulled on her chains, a soft moan escaping her lips.

Rona cursed to herself silently, her whole body struggling to keep perfectly still, but she found it increasingly harder and harder. The whole situation she was in, the bondage, the loss of control, made her want to surrender her feelings and just sink in the pool of arousal that was swirling through her body.

Suddenly the door creaked, as if it was very slowly pushed open. She could just make out foot steps on the carpet. Rona’s breath caught in her throat. She desperately wanted to know who was in that room with her. Unable to help herself, she moaned softly as she felt a string of drool drop from her chin, onto her chest and slide down over her breast.

She felt a finger trail over the drool. Almost visibly trembling in her chair, Rona bit hard down on the leash, as the person touched her cheek to wipe of the drool. Blushing even redder than she already was, Rona only barely noticed that the footsteps had withdrawn. Only the faint creaking sound of the door alerted her to that fact.

Rona’s breath came in gasps as she barely slumped momentarily forward,  wishing, desperately hoping for the woman to return to her. Suddenly she bolted upright as the door of the hotel room closed with an audible thud. She could hear someone approaching and walking around her.

She felt a tug at her wrists, making the links slide back and forth between her lips, making Rona moan involuntarily at the sensations it caused. A hand wrapped in her hair and pulled her hair back. Almost loosing grip on the leash, Rona felt herself slip away, sending shivers of delight over her spine.

Rona could feel hot breath against her ear, almost sensually stroking the skin, the warmth of the breath making Rona almost break out in sweats.

“Boo!“

With a shock, Rona realised that the woman was in the room with her. The shock had made her also jerk on the chains, mixing her fear, worries, and arousal. Suddenly all the pent up emotion, raw nerves, and arousal was too much. Without as much as a hint, she could feel her tears welling up and a sob broke from her throat as her body started to shake. She could feel the woman wrap her arms around her and hold her tightly. Despite everything, Rona kept her teeth clamped down firmly on the leash, refusing to let it go.

Softly tugging on the leash, the woman took the saliva stained handle away from Rona’s lips. She tucked the handle behind the chain encircling Rona’s waist and pulled, until the links of the chains slid over each other and the leash became taut. Dabbing Rona’s face and cheeks with a handkerchief, she cleaned Rona up as much as possible.

Her arms circled around Rona’s waist and helped Rona up to her feet and pulled her close. Holding Rona against her, her fingers ran through Rona’s hair, rocking Rona’s body back and forth.

“All better, darling?“

Nodding softly, Rona noticed how her body seemed once again to be on fire, the rocking had both soothed her as well as aroused her again.

“Well since I am the one who entered, let’s see how well you can do at pleasing me, my girl.”

The woman tugged softly on the leash and let Rona the short distant to the bed. Slowly she pressed down on Rona’s shoulders.

“On your knees, girl“.

Rona sank to her knees. The woman grabbed her hair and pulled her head back and gave Rona a passionate kiss. Then she pushed Rona gently forward so her upper body was laying on the bed.

Suddenly the rattle of chains could be heard and before Rona could register what was happening she felt the chain circle around her upper leg and around the leg of the bed and then loosely wrapped around her ankle. A second chain followed around her right leg. The woman took the chains off Rona’s ankles and slowly started to pull the chains in.

Groaning and shifting her weight onto her stomach as much as she could, Rona felt her knees slide over the carpet as her legs were forced further and further apart. As she become more and more exposed, with every passing centimetre, Rona could feel her cheeks turn redder and redder. The cool air wafting between her legs did nothing of the sort to cool her down. On the contrary, even while she was blushing and feeling most embarrassed, Rona could feel how she was becoming even more aroused by the minute.

Feeling the chains wrapped around both ankles and hearing the soft clicks of two padlocks being snapped on the end chains, Rona knew it would be impossible for her to move her legs. Nervously biting her bottom lip, Rona could feel the smooth sheets against her skin, her heart pounding in her throat. She felt so vulnerable, exposed.

The woman’s hands danced over Rona’s skin, gently stroking, pinching, scratching and teasing Rona as if she was a delicate instrument. The fingers trailed down to her bottom, carefully massaging and exploring her rounded and exposed cheeks. Suddenly the hands left Rona’s skin and before she realised what happened a sharp smack was delivered to her bottom.

Rona let out a highly surprised yelp, feeling the sting of the slap, then, as the seconds ticked by, the sting mutated into the most delightful warming glow. She let out a soft moan and wriggled her bottom a little bit, indicating she wanted more. Her wish was immediately granted as the woman started to spank her bottom with increasing speed and power. Rona moaned first but soon she started to become more vocal as her bottom turned a glowing shade of red. Suddenly the woman stopped and gently rubbed her fingers over Rona’s backside.

Rona collapsed onto the sheets, panting and groaning with her eyes closed. Suddenly she let out a deep gasp as she felt a small bullet being suddenly inserted deep inside her body, past the chain. The woman whispered in her ear:

“Now this is a powerful remote controlled bullet, my sweet little Rona, lets see how long you can stand its torment. And yes, the chain will keep it nicely in place until I can remove it, if I choose to remove it.“

Rona let out a groan, she was already so aroused, she had no idea how much more she could possibly stand. She felt the woman’s hand stroke her hair and then heard her step away. Before Rona could think of anything, the bullet inside buzzed powerfully inside her, making Rona jerk with surprise, as she let out a deep moan.

“Oh, did I mention my dear, you are not allowed to orgasm, until I told you so?“. The woman chuckled softly at Rona’s frustrated moan and her body jerking on her bonds. Without skipping a beat, the woman started to spank Rona’s back side again, her hands stopping occasionally to gently stroke and rub her glowing skin.

To Rona time seemed to become fluid, the little bullet kept changing speed, pulsating inside her. Rona’s body rocked sharply back and forth, as much as her bonds would allow with every smack to her throbbing and stinging bottom. It all melted into one big overriding sensation, pushing her closer and closer to that blissful state of orgasm.

Rona could feel her body tensing, knowing she was not far off now. But suddenly the bullet inside her went still. Groaning, frustrated, Rona lifted her arms, pulling on the chain running between her legs. She was so desperate to bring herself to orgasm that she was lost in her own world. Suddenly Rona felt the woman grasp her arms and push them down against her back, preventing her from reaching her so desired orgasm.

“hmm, incredibly naughty, my girl,” the woman whispered softly into her ear. “I guess you need to be a taught a little lesson.”

A shiver of fear ran down Rona’s spine with these words.

“But, since you have been mostly good today, I am going to allow you an orgasm for now.“

Rona let out the breath she had been unconsciously holding and whispered with a hoarse voice: “Yes Miss. Thank you Miss.“

The woman turned on the vibrating bullet once again and wrapped her hand in Rona’s hair pulling her head back slightly. The moment Rona’s chest came off the bed, she slipped her hands under Rona, her free hand fondling Rona’s breast.

Lost in passion, Rona moaned as her whole body stiffened again. The woman’s closeness, her smell, lying atop of Rona’s body, the vibrating bullet, the bondage, her breast being played with, it all became too much for Rona.

The woman must have sensed how close Rona was to an orgasm as she spoke clearly in Rona’s ear:

“Now, my pet!“

With a primal scream Rona could feel the orgasm well up from within her body and completely over take her. Panting and moaning, Rona collapsed on the bed, her eyes closed, her body trembling with little after shocks. The woman held Rona tightly against her as best as she could, whispering soothing words in Rona’s ear until Rona became completely still on the bed.

The woman untangled herself from the bed and smiled softly at the sight that Rona presented. Squatting down she started calmly to untie Rona from her bondage. Rona stirred slightly as the woman pulled the chain away from her legs and let the little bullet drop in her hand.

Shaking Rona slightly to make sure she was alright, the woman put the toys away quickly, and helped the still blindfolded Rona onto the bed. Rona moaned softly as she rolled over. The woman kicked off her shoes and slipped onto the bed, pulling Rona’s head in her lap and wrapping a blanket around her to keep her warm.

Untangling Rona’s mass of hair she found the knot of the blindfold and carefully undid it. Taking Rona’s hand she made sure that Rona could hold the blindfold against her eyes.

“When you’re ready, my girl, in your own good time“, the woman spoke softly.

After a while Rona let the blindfold drop onto the woman’s lap and blinked as she looked up.

“Hello, my dear“, the woman beamed at Rona.

“Urghh“, was about the most intelligent reply Rona could muster, which earned a small chuckle from the woman.

Rona pushed herself up slightly, rubbing her face with one hand and looked up through squinted eyes and smiled.

“Hey, oh my …that was ..hi .. ooh ..I..oh .. wow!” Rona stammered.

The woman just grinned at Rona and ruffled her hair teasingly.

“Well pet, I think you should go and grab a quick shower and freshen yourself up, then we both can get some sleep,” she said.

Rona got up from the bed and made her way to the shower. Letting the warm water pour over her she grinned as the woman was watching her from the doorway for a while. After washing herself Rona stepped out of the shower wrapped in warm towels and tried to bring some shape back into the tangled mess that was her hair.

Guessing the woman would prefer her naked, she draped the towel over the towelrail and walked into the bedroom, standing still at the door, waiting to be spoken to. Rona didn’t have to wait long.

“This side of the bed, pet,” the woman indicated.

Rona walked to the side of the bed and smiled, as the woman came around to her side, in her hand a pair of black handcuffs, and a length of chain.

“You will be sleeping tied up tonight, my dear,” the woman told Rona.

Rona nodded softly as acknowledgement: “Yes, Miss, as you wish.“

The woman cuffed Rona’s hands in front of her and fastened one end of the chain to the centre link of the handcuffs with a small padlock. She then threw the chain over the bed so it just dropped down over the other side.

Leaving Rona standing the woman walked around and fastened the chain onto the other side of the bed. The woman carefully worked the chain under her pillow, and looked up at Rona who was still standing at her side of the bed, her feet delicately crossed, her arms cuffed in front of her, and her eyes cast downwards, waiting for whatever would be requested from her next.

Letting her eyes wander over Rona’s naked body, the woman marvelled at the changes she had seen in Rona tonight. From her almost overconfident entrance, to her teasing manner, her fear and her emotions, as well as her raw passion, and now her unquestioning submission.

Saying nothing, the woman turned off all the lights except the one next to her night stand, and undressed. She walked over to her side of the bed and slipped gracefully between the covers.

She patted on the empty bed next to her. “Kneel on the bed please, pet.”

Rona, climbed up on the bed, carefully adjusting her balance, as she knelt without a word on the bed.

The woman reached under her pillow and pulled out a small black box, similar to the one she had given Rona hours ago and handed it to her.

“May I, Miss?“, Rona asked, her voice almost a whisper.

“Of course, pet. Please open it,” the woman calmly responded.

Rona opened the box and resting on the blue velvet, was a silver necklace, the chain ran through a silver heart, that acted as a clasp and extended downwards to a small silver kitten bell. Rona smiled and blushed at the same time, her fingers following the delicate contours.

“Miss, can I, I mean, you, can you?“, Rona asked hesitantly.

The woman took the necklace from the box and motioned for Rona to bow down. She opened the heart and lifted the chain out of its confinement and draped it around Rona’s neck. Carefully she laid the chain inside the heart and pressed it closed with a soft, nearly inaudible click.

Rona could feel the tears sting as she saw the heart close right in front of her eyes. The woman lifted her face with a delicate finger just applying enough pressure under Rona’s chin and pulled Rona’s face close, slightly forcing Rona to shift her position to all fours.

Looking deeply in Rona’s eyes for a second, the woman leaned in and kisses Rona passionately. After a long time the woman broke the kiss and smiled down at Rona.

“Now, pet, lets get some sleep and please, I hope for your sake, you sleep quietly and you don’t wake me up in the middle of the night.“

“Yes Miss,” Rona answered happily.

Rona slid down and tried to make herself as comfortable as possible, being constantly reminded that her arms were cuffed in front of her. Finally after laying awake in the dark what felt to her for hours, she drifted off to sleep, her hands pulled up to her chest, her fingers wrapped protectively around the necklace, and with a smile on her lips.

~ Epilogue ~

Rona smiled as she sat down carefully in the train, smoothing her satin skirt. Her bottom was still slightly tender from the spanking she had received minutes before saying goodbye. But she knew this was going to be only the first of such meetings and Rona had a feeling that they soon might move on to more.

Lost in thought, she stared out of the window,  with a tender, wistful smile on her lips, as the train departed from the station, her fingers stroking the precious necklace with the kitten bell that the woman gave her, and put on her last night before she fell asleep. She didn’t even notice the ticket collector, until he shook her gently by the shoulder.

“You looked like you were miles away,” he replied with good humour, as he handed her her tickets back.

“I was,” Rona nodded and smiled.

“Hope it was somewhere very nice.” The collector tipped his hat, smiled and moved on, wishing her a pleasant journey.

Rona kicked off her heels and tucked her feet under her and scrunched up her shoulder and with a deep content sigh, curled up in her seat and watched the world pass by to the hypnotic sound of the wheels on the rail…

“I was“, she murmured softly to herself, “And I can’t wait till I am there again …“

~ The ~ End ~