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Subject: Best Of The Net: REPOST - B&D ACADEMY CHAPTER 4
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Hi,

I have been downloading stuff from Usenet for some time and haven't
really been putting an awful lot back so I decided it was time to
repost the stuff I have.

There are a number of reasons for this. Firstly it is for those who
have only started using Usenet since the stories I have were
originally posted, secondly for those who may simply have missed them
first time round and lastly my contribution to fighting the ever
increasing spam which now saturates all of the sex newsgroups.

The vast majority of the stories I post will be plain bondage
orientated with a few subfem & femdom ones thrown in. Anything a
little stronger in terms of s&m isn't really my scene so there won't
be much like that. Also please note I am NOT the author of any of the
stories so the copyright notices of ALL of the original authors still
apply.

I hope you enjoy whatever I do post.

Bye for now. 

Anakha
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                           B & D ACADEMY
                            By  SNIDLEY
                             CHAPTER 4 

   Mariko couldn't believe her eyes as she entered the living room.
It was a huge room, much larger then the library. Directly across
from the door they had just entered were several over-stuffed
couches. Off to their right, the floor was raised by two steps to
accommodate a beautiful grand piano in front of some elegant bay
windows that overlooked a small patio. Against the far wall next to
the doors that opened out into the front hall was a lighted bar
complete with many crystal decanters and carafes. Placed
strategically near the bar were several big armchairs arranged in
a half circle facing towards the couches and our heroines. It was
pretty obvious to Mariko and Courtney that there was a party going
on here and undoubtedly they were to be the guests of honor,
regardless as to whether or not they cared to be. There were
several groups of people all around looking at the girls as they
stumbled into the room... Sitting around this huge living room were
four men and two woman and they seemed very pleased to see the
girls even though they made no overt actions towards them.
Amazingly, the guest were all SMILING at them!! Mariko only
recognized Allison (besides her jailers) but the others seemed to
recognize each other as each of the bound girls seemed to head in
one particular direction or another.

   Sweetcakes made a beeline for an older, (probably in his
sixties, although he seemed fit for that age) distinguished looking
man who sat in a large armchair by the bar. He watched her approach
with an unblinking gaze and a small crooked smile on his face.
Behind him leaning on the bar was a stocky, rugged looking man with
dark hair who was casually sipping his drink.

   The plain girl approached the clearly most handsome of the men
in the room. He was tall and dark with a thin mustache and
impeccably dressed, he stood now behind the couches. They certainly
seemed to Mariko to be an unlikely couple at best.

   The blonde girl approached a very casually dressed man seated on
the couch. Judging by his dress, this man had to be a rock
musician. He wore his hair long, almost to his shoulders and was
wearing more gold jewelry then Mariko had owned in in her lifetime.

   The two tethered girls went directly to the woman who was seated
at the other end of the couch. This woman was probably in her mid
forties and she looked awfully bitchy. Mariko decided immediately
she didn't like her at all. (Kind of a silly thought, considering
how much she enjoyed Allison's company!) Mariko couldn't decide
just where to go until she felt a gentle tug on her arm as Ma'am
conducted her over to where Allison sat twirling the ice in a
Manhattan. Mariko and Courtney stood to one side of Allison as the
girls all reached their destinations around the room. Each girl
stood quietly at attention for a moment then, in unison, curtsied
gracefully in front of their admirers. Mariko and Courtney watched
this spectacle in quiet disbelief until they both began to feel
somewhat uncomfortable, as if there was someone looking at them.
Simultaneously, both girls turned and looked down at Allison who
glared back at them for a split second with a look of unmistakable
anger. Her expression changed instantly to a warm smile, but the
message was clear, Mariko and Courtney felt their faces turn
various shades of crimson as they both, in unison and to the best
of their abilities, curtsied to Allison.

   As the party continued on, both girls stood beside Allison
quietly chewing on their gags as they watched what was transpiring
around them. The bitchy woman stood and conducted her two girls to
the rear of the room where a grand piano sat on a raised section of
the floor in front of some huge bay windows that looked out into a
formal garden where the moon could be seen rising in the distance.

   "Richard, could you help me?" said the woman to the man who had
been standing next to the bar, he was so far in the background that
Mariko had barely noticed him when she had entered. The man stepped
forward to meet the three women at the piano. Richard was a young
man with a weathered, handsome face, and rugged features. He walked
up to the women with the smooth grace of an athlete and waited
quietly at their side. The older woman removed the rope tether from
around their necks and guided the Italian girl to a seat on the
piano bench. The woman briskly set about removing the chains that
pinned the girl's wrists to her thighs. One chain was looped once
around her waist where a padlock was threaded through both ends
closing the chain tightly around her waist. Before the lock was
closed she clipped one end of the other chain to the piano bench
and then attached the free end to the girl's new belt, and only
then closed the lock.

   "Would you please be a love and put Annette up here." said the
woman to Richard indicating a place on top of the piano. Richard
easily scooped the black girl up in his arms and seated her gently
on the piano. He modestly recovered her legs with her long skirt
where it had slid off her knee as he lifted her onto her perch.

   "Thank you Richard." said the woman as she moved toward Annette
and using the tether she had taken from her neck, crossed and tied
Annette's ankles. Richard moved back to his place beside the bar.

   "You may begin now, Gina." said the woman to the girl seated at
the keys who managed to start to play a soft, beautiful love song,
despite the outlandish condition she found herself in. Mariko
couldn't believe she could play this well with her elbows still
bound. The woman reached to Annette's face and slowly peeled the
tape off her mouth. Under the tape was a red plastic ball crammed
deeply into her mouth and in the center of this ball Mariko could
make out a small hole. The woman was fiddling at Annette's mouth
for a moment and when she stepped back Mariko could see that she
had screwed a matching plastic ring into the hole. Mariko was a
little confused by this because now nothing prevented Annette from
pushing the ball out of her mouth with her tongue, but for some
reason Annette still sat with the ball wedged in her mouth. The
woman stood for a moment admiring her work then suddenly reached
forward and gripped the ring. With a sudden movement she yanked the
ball out of Annette's mouth hard enough for Annette's head to be
pulled forward. When Annette raised her head she, without a
moment's hesitation, began singing the song Gina was playing on the
piano. She came in right in the middle and exactly in time with
what Gina was playing. Her voice was beautiful and Mariko was
amazed at her range as she continued into the next song Gina
started. After a few moments of this the woman held the ball
abruptly to her lips and Annette was cut off in mid note as the
woman stuffed the ball back into Annette's mouth and walked back to
her seat on the couch.

   Mariko looked about herself, most everyone was watching Gina
play with extraordinary grace and determination. Allison had moved
away from Courtney and herself and was now talking with the old
man. Sweetcakes had knelt at their feet upon Allison's approach and
she remained there with her eyes downcast as they chatted. The
plain girl stood with the handsome man who was speaking quietly,
privately to her as he absently played with her hair. As Mariko
watched them from the distance she was somehow gratified by what
she was feeling as she watched, They both stood, looking deeply
into each others eyes, it was like they were... were... Well, it
was a private moment and Mariko felt like she was a peeping tom
intruding on two lovers, so she quickly looked away. A subtle moan
caught her attention and she followed the sound with her eyes until
her gaze fell upon the blonde girl and the rock star. The blonde
was kneeling at the side of the couch on "Rocky's" left. He had, at
some point unnoticed by Mariko, locked the open handcuff around her
free ankle and was as of now casually rubbing and pinching her
right nipple through her sweater. Mariko could not believe that he
had managed to find the exact spot where her nipple was located
through the bulky wool sweater but it was pretty obvious that he
had managed. "Must be radar!" Mariko thought to herself as the
blonde struggled and writhed on her knees in front of the man. She
struggled like a tiger, her hair flopping all over, first in her
face as she lowered her head then behind her head as she threw her
head back. Even though her hair pointed straight up out of the top
of her helmet it still flounced around her shoulders where it was
loose. This whole scene seemed out of sorts to Mariko though,
because no matter how hard the girl struggled she never seemed to
be quite able to move out of his reach.

   "Odd," thought Mariko, "She isn't tied THAT tightly..."

   The older woman stood again and went to Annette to remove the
ball that she had patiently held in her mouth for all this time.
She immediately began singing the chorus to the song, right along
in time with Gina. She sang with such vigor and polish that Mariko
was sure that she could have done it professionally. (Singing that
is!) A amusing picture crossed her mind of Annette, who hops out to
stage front and center in a huge stadium filled with screaming
teen-agers. Suddenly! a spotlight hits her and the place goes into
bedlam, then slowly, out of the shadows comes her lead guitarist
(Rocky, of course) who reaches out and peels the tape from her
mouth.... "No! No!! NO!!! this is crazy!" Mariko thought as she
looked at the beautiful black girl who was still seated on the
piano, singing her heart out.

    The cocktail hour continued with all the guests talking quietly
among themselves and moving slowly from group to group. Allison
approached Courtney and Mariko and put her arms around their waists
and guided them around the room to conduct the introductions. The
first group they approached consisted of the Odd couple and the old
man and Sweetcakes.

   "May I interrupt?" Allison began. "I would like present my two
newest pupils... Courtney Richmond and Mariko Aniko."

   "Pupils????" thought Mariko apprehensively.

   "Mariko, Courtney... I would like you to meet Sir Reginald
Baisterbrook and Miss Kelly McVee and also Dr. Steven Farmington
and his lovely wife, Kimberly." Both Men gallantly acknowledged our
heroines and both Sweetcakes and Kimberly executed polite little
curtsies.

   "Their charmed I'm sure..." finished Allison dryly, speaking for
Courtney and Mariko. "As you can see they are very new here and
still need to be taught some of our special rules of etiquette, but
I'm sure we'll be able to WHIP them into shape..." Everyone
chuckled politely at Allison's little joke.

   "If you ever need a guest spanker, I will gladly offer my
services." said Sir Reginald with a short bow.

   "I will definitely take that into consideration Reggie." said
Allison.

   "My pleasure!" added Sir Reginald.

   "Now if you will excuse us, dinner is almost ready and we do
have other introductions..." said Allison as she swung both
captives around and headed towards the other group of chatting
guests seated on the couch. The group consisted this time of the
bitchy woman, the rock star and the quiet man. Half sitting, half
laying against the rock star's feet was the blonde in the leather
helmet. After the introductions, Mariko and Courtney knew that the
woman was Helen Krabbe, a name familiar to both of the girls. Helen
owned and operated the Emporium, an unbelievably exclusive fashion
salon in the heart of New York. Only society's elite were permitted
in the front door of that place and usually by invitation only. But
when they did enter they would receive the most exacting care
imaginable. The designers and tailors would create an exclusive
wardrobe especially for each buyer, with each piece designed and
constructed by hand for the wearer, and the wearer alone, No two
pieces were ever alike. Everything from lingerie to shoes and hats
all made, piece by piece by skilled craftsmen to suit the personal
taste and style of the wearer. Needless to say it would probably
take five years of Mariko's pay just to get a spring wardrobe from
the Emporium.

   The rock star was Johnny J., the lead guitarist for the band
Iron Lung, a hot heavy metal band. Although he was disheveled in
his appearance, (not to mention a little repugnant to Mariko) he
obviously had some money. He wore several huge, gaudy diamond rings
on his fingers and had a matching ring in his ear. Allison
introduced Mariko and Courtney to the group, but when she tried to
introduce the others she stumbled because she couldn't seem to
remember the name of the girl who was curled at his feet. For a moment
it seemed to Mariko that Johnny couldn't remember either. (besides,
he seemed more interested in leering at Courtney) The blond looked
up at him hopefully as he looked blankly down at her. Then, after
an uncomfortable pause he sniffed.

   "Ehrrr, dis is Linda, Right?" he said, glancing down at the
prone girl who nodded her head affirmatively. Mariko had a feeling
that she would have said yes if he had said Drucilla.

   "Ya, Linda. That's the ticket." Johnny said as he reached out to
pull up the hem of Courtney's skirt. Courtney leaned away from his
groping fingers and he was too lazy to chase her.

   The final introduction was the quiet man, his name was Richard
Blair. Allison informed everyone that he was a professional
photographer who had done a great deal of work for her in the past,
both in a professional relationship and also some excellent work in
a more private setting. He acknowledged the compliment modestly and
then went back to absently sipping his drink. Mariko stared at him
for a long moment. He didn't seem to fit in with these other
people, in fact if the situation had been different she probably
would have found herself attracted to him. (Well, maybe the
situation didn't make much difference one way or the other) While
Mariko was checking him out he seemed somewhat oblivious to what
was going on around him as he swirled his drink. Mariko was
beginning to get the impression that he was a bit uncomfortable
around here, that perhaps he was not like the others, her heart was
beginning to beat more and more rapidly at the thought, when he
glanced up and caught her looking at him. When their eyes met her
hopes here somewhat dashed when he simply looked deep into her
eyes, smiled, and winked pleasantly at her.

   Mariko's attention had been distracted for the moment and she
had not been paying any attention to the conversation that had been
going on around her. She was jolted back into the conversation when
she heard Helen say "Japanese".

   "Oh, these two have both been with me about two weeks now, and
they are just finishing up their indoctrination." continued
Allison.

   "Well, have you decided what kind of specialized training they
are going to receive?" asked Helen

   "No, not really, I have some ideas but..."

   "In that case, I might suggest some things. This one,
(indicating Mariko) would look adorable in a maid's uniform. In
fact she would be a simply lovely decoration in my home. Let me
send over a few outfits that you can put her in. A trial run if you
will..." Helen said. Mariko thought she was going to puke.

   "If you insist Helen, I do have some special plans for her, but
maybe we can work something out." replied Allison. Mariko had about
as much as she was going to take at this point. Courtney had her
own problems as she was still trying to avoid the wandering hands
of Johnny. As she was formulating a plan, (That included a smoke
grenade, some karate and hot wiring a car...) the doors leading to
the hall opened and one of the three stooges entered and announced
that "Dinner's served."

   "Shit!" thought Mariko, "Too slow again." Leading the way and
with Mariko and Courtney in tow as usual, Allison headed across the
main hall to the formal dining room.

   The seating arrangements were rather obvious as they entered.
Around the twenty foot long table was seating for fifteen in
sturdy, high backed chairs. Every other chair had a wide leather
strap with a buckle attached to the top most part of the backrest
of the chair. Allison took her place at the head of the table and
Mariko and Courtney were forcibly seated in the chairs directly on
her left and right. Ma'am buckled the collar snugly around Mariko's
neck while the tall woman similarly affixed Courtney who was
looking with some consternation at the dining partner who was
sitting down next to her. Johnny J. had left Linda to hop behind
him as he hustled to be seated next to Courtney. Mariko watched in
amazement as the blond girl hopped carefully to the seat on
Johnny's right and waited patiently until the Tall Woman finished
with Courtney and then helped her into the chair and buckled her
in. Richard sat down next to Mariko and soon everyone was seated
around the massive table. Allison and Sir Reginald were seated at
opposite ends of the table. Facing Mariko directly across the table
was Courtney, followed to her right, by Johnny J., then Linda, The
Tall Woman, Dr. Farmington, and Kimberly. On Mariko's left was
Richard, followed by Gina, Helen, Annette, Ma'am and finally
Sweetcakes, who was seated next to Sir Reginald. As the Stooges
began to bring out the food, Mariko was astonished to feel Richard
reach back into her hair and fumble around to find the buckle to
her ballgag, but was he was quickly stopped by Allison.

   "Richard, Please! My two newest guests will be remaining on
their diets and we don't want to give them any unnecessary
temptation. Now do we?"

   "No I suppose not." said Richard sitting back and examining
Mariko closely, "But I think you look great just the way you are."
Mariko tried to thank Richard for the complement but her
unintelligible reply was preceded by a torrent of the spittle that
had built up behind the ball. Allison quickly used Mariko's napkin
to wipe her chin before the drool could reach her lap.

   "That's really gross!" exclaimed Johnny J. followed by a long
sniff.

   "You will have to excuse Mariko. As you can see she still needs
a lot more finishing." said Allison as Johnny went back to
pestering Courtney. Everyone nodded in agreement and went about
their business preparing themselves for the meal that was being
served. Mariko watched, resigned in the fact that She would
probably be hungry once again, but at least she was not alone in
that matter this time. Then, to her amazement, the other diners,
with the exception of Johnny, turned to their partners and began to
remove their gags. The Tall woman took over from Johnny when she
noticed that he seemed much more interested in making Courtney
squirm in her bonds then in the well being of his date. She
unbuckled the straps that held the leather flap tightly across
Linda's face. When she had managed to loosen the panel and began to
pull it away from her face it began to be apparent to Mariko that
there was an enormous leather wad sewn to the inside of the flap.
There was no need to remove the entire helmet from Linda's head as
the flap hung down under her chin when the gag had been pried from
her mouth.

    Soon, to Mariko's surprise, everyone at the table had been
un-gagged except for her dieting cohort and herself and the meal
was preceding smoothly. Conversations covered every topic
imaginable, from politics to movie trivia. Mariko was amazed by the
completely relaxed atmosphere. If she had closed her eyes she could
imagine this same conversation going on around any table in the
world. It was when she forced herself to look around that she
realized what a bizarre situation she had gotten herself into. She
found her eyes continually drawn to the couples at the opposite end
of the table. Steven Farmington had removed Kimberly's gag and
was now lovingly spoon feeding his wife. Mariko studied them
closely as he carefully cut the portion on her plate and gently
held the fork up so she could eat. On occasion he would slip
accidentally and a small smear of gravy would appear on her lip
only to be instantly wiped away as he would delicately dab the
corners of her mouth with her napkin. Mariko couldn't understand
how they could sit together among all these other people and still
seem to be completely alone together. Mariko was also very amused
by the conversation between Sir Reginald, Sweetcakes and Ma'am.
Judging from her accent it seemed that Sir Reginald had brought
Sweetcakes in to the U.S. from his home-land in England. What's
more, she was making up for lost time (or perhaps gagged time) by
talking almost nonstop.

   "..So there I was, coming out of the 'otel all decked out in the
school uniform an' I hops in the back with Sir Reggie 'ear. I
thought the bloody cabby was about to 'ave 'eart failure! An' that
was nothing! After Reggie 'ear slapped me inta' the cuffs, The
bloody cabby wanted to..."

   Mariko's attention was suddenly drawn back to her end of the
table as Johnny was getting particularly obnoxious in his
man-handling of Courtney. Allison finally stepped in and tried to
quiet Johnny.

   "Johnny, please, I would really prefer more decorum at my dinner
table!" Allison said, in no uncertain terms. "besides, Linda looks
kind of hungry. Why don't you take care of her?"

   "Awww, she's okay! Joan's taking good care of her." replied
Johnny. Mariko glanced over at the topic of the conversation. If
Linda heard what had just transpired between Johnny and Allison
then she wasn't letting on. At the moment Joan, the tall woman
("Finally, her secret identity is revealed." thought Mariko.) was
feeding her from her salad bowl.

   Johnny didn't pursue the matter with Allison and apart from a
few little prods, kept his hands to himself while everyone ate.
Mariko studied everyone around that table very carefully as the
meal transpired. Allison seemed to be enjoying herself, playing
matriarch to this bondage family. Johnny, the spoiled brat that he
was, just sulked over his meal and didn't talk to anyone. Joan had
taken complete charge over Linda and was having a wonderful time
teasing her while the poor girl was trying to eat. The conversation
at the far end of the table was by far the most animated with
Sweetcakes doing most of the talking but with Sir Reginald, Ma'am,
Helen, Gina and Annette all partaking. Even Dr. Farmington and
Kimberly had come out of their own little world and had joined in
with the chatting and laughter. Only Richard didn't seem in a
laughing mood tonight, he sat and ate quietly, watching the others.
Occasionally, he would glance in Mariko's direction but he tried
not to let her catch him looking at her. This, of course, was
totally pointless because Mariko knew right away just what he was
doing and that began a dinner long flirting session that seemed to
grow in intensity moment after moment. Mariko was having a heck of
a time trying to figure him out, and she wasn't being very
successful. In fact she was having trouble coming up with any
rational explanation for everything that was happening with her
life at the moment.

   "Time for brandy and desert in the living room!" Allison
announced. With that, a groan went up from everyone in the room who
would be sinking their teeth into leather or rubber or worse for
desert. There was some halfhearted pleading but it was to no avail
as one by one the gags were re-secured on the girls. Mariko watched
as Joan slowly pressed the huge leather wad into Linda's mouth. As
if by reflex, Linda's eyes bulged over the leather flap as Joan
tightened the straps behind and on top of her head. Sir Reginald
had removed the strap from around Sweetcakes neck and had reached
behind her to take the small red purse that she had been holding
all this time and began fishing around in it. Shortly he pulled out
a roll of three inch wide adhesive tape and he began to rip a piece
from the roll.

   "Reggie dear," said Sweetcakes, in her most coy of voices.
"Would you be a love this time and wind the tape all the way 'round
my head? You know how much I hate that..."

   "With pleasure, my dear!" replied Sir Reginald "But first...
Allison, Would you mind awfully if I borrowed one of these dinner
napkins?"

   "Not at all Reggie, you should know by now what's mine is
yours!" said Allison with a smirk. Mariko couldn't help but think
Sweetcakes had bitten off more then she could chew as Sir Reginald
(with some enthusiastic assistance from Ma'am) pounced on the poor
English girl and began stuffing the napkin into her mouth. Mariko
wouldn't have though it was possible if she hadn't seen it with her
own eyes. It took some minutes, but they successfully stuffed an
entire linen dinner napkin into her mouth. Sir Reginald stepped
back and Mariko could see that Sweetcakes mouth was pried as far
open as it could possibly go. Ma'am casually held the wadding in
place with one finger on the wad and the other firmly on the back
of her neck as Sir Reginald pulled a long strip of tape away from
the roll without ripping it. He stuck the loose end onto Sweetcakes
left cheek and then centered it across the wadding. As Ma'am moved
her finger out of the way he pulled it tight across her mouth, so
tight in fact the tape forced the wadding deeper in and the tape
ended up between her teeth. He then wound the tape around her head
five or six times until her mouth was completely sealed and the
skin bulged over the edge of the tape. After he had ripped the tape
off the roll he stood her up and he put both hands on her shoulders
and turned her to face Allison where Mariko could really see her
face. Tears had begun to well up in the English girl's eyes due to
the tightness of the gag.

   "Bravo!! " shouted Allison as she began to applaud. Mariko was
aghast at the sudden act of barbaric cruelty she had just witnessed
until she spied Sweetcakes hands, still tightly handcuffed behind
her back, slowly reach out, searching, seeking and finally finding
their mark. Mariko couldn't believe her eyes! Sweetcakes gently,
unobtrusively, was fondling Sir Reginald.

   "I'll probably be needing the napkin for a day or two?" hinted
Sir Reginald.

   "Take as long as you need Reggie! I know it'll be put to good
use..." said Allison. "...Very good use!"

   The party moved slowly back into the living room. Drinks were
served and the merriment continued unabated. Mariko found herself
seated on the center couch squeezed between Helen and Joan. When
they had arrived in the living room, Johnny had pulled Linda over
to the piano and made her lay on her stomach across the bench. He
pulled a short chain out of his pocket and clipped one end to the
back of her belt the other end he connected to the handcuffs
confining her legs. Thus she was forced to endure this stringent
hog-tie balanced precariously atop the bench.

   "Hey Reggie baby! Give me some of that tape!" He shouted, he was
getting quite drunk. Sir Reginald complied but not without an
obvious look of disgust. Johnny missed the roll of tape when Sir
Reginald tossed it to him but he quickly retrieved it. He ripped
two small pieces of the tape off the roll and used them to tape
Linda's eyes shut. He then turned his attention to Courtney who
attempted to back away as he approached her menacingly. Mariko,
along with some of the others looked towards Allison who only
shrugged her shoulders in defeat, as if to say "What use?" Johnny
took Courtney by the elbow and pulled her to a plush easy chair in
the back of the room where he sat down and then pulled Courtney
into his lap. Mariko could hear the sound of Courtney's nylon
covered legs swishing and her muffled grunts and breaths as she
attempted to resist the onslaught of Johnny's groping hands.

   Mariko's arms were beginning to throb a bit due to the fact that
they were still pressed into the back of the couch. She shifted her
weight to attempt to relieve some of the pressure on her arms and
shoulders. Unfortunately, although this made her arms more
comfortable, it also caused her skirt to slide up high enough so
her stocking tops were completely exposed. She wished she hadn't
moved at all because Helen couldn't seem to resist running her
fingers along the naked skin of her exposed thigh. Mariko stoically
endured this as she figured things could be much worse. (Courtney
was still grunting and squealing in the back of the room.)

    Allison seemed none the wiser as she used Gina as a
demonstration to show the proper way to bind someone with their
hands in front of them. First, she had Gina place her hands
together with her touching the backs of her wrists together.
Allison used thin drapery cord to bind her wrists in that position.
She then took some fishing line to tie her thumbs and pinkies
together (She said ordinary sewing thread could be used in an
emergency and that small tie-wraps could be used successfully
also.) She took some more of the drapery cord and tied a double
loop around Gina's waist ending up in a knot at the small of her
back. Allison took the ends of the rope and ran it between her legs
and up and over the rope binding her wrists. She pulled the loop
back over the wrist windings and pulled the loose end back between
her legs and tied it to the knot at Gina's back. Her arms were now
inescapably secured to her belly. Allison then wanted to test her
work so she told Gina that if she was able to escape she would
receive a special reward. Gina struggled for a while but everyone
could tell the attempt was halfhearted. Helen informed Gina that
she would be happy to punish her if she didn't escape. It was
amazing just how much energy Gina was able to muster after that,
but unfortunately with the same results.

   Other "Shows" went on during the balance of the evening with
most everyone participating. Sweetcakes had her rear pinkened with
everything from a hand to a small whip. The goal seemed to be to
turn both her ass cheeks a consistent shade of red, with no
blotches or unblemished spots. In the end, it couldn't be done.
Annette sang once again, This time as she was spread eagled between
two pillars at the end of the room. It took some coaxing by Helen
but she was really able to hit some incredibly high notes! (Even
while Ma'am was tickling her.)

   When the clock struck one, Allison stood and announced to her
guests that she must end the party. There was a collective groan
from all the guests, mostly of disappointment but a few of
discomfort.

   "After all, remember it's a school day for the girls tomorrow!"

   "What?!?!" wondered Mariko.

   Allison cheerfully put her arm around Gina who was still bound
as securely as when she had started her Houdini act and was now
glancing apprehensively at Helen.

   Everyone seemed to agree and began to collect their things in
preparation for departure. Ma'am and Joan gathered up Mariko and
Courtney and after straightening up their clothes, dragged them to
the front door of the house. Allison arrived momentarily, and took
a place right next to the door. She was preceded by Joan then
Courtney, then Ma'am and finally Mariko. The first guests ready to
depart was Johnny and Linda, Johnny started down the line to say
good-bye pushing his bound friend in front of him. Linda paused in
front of Mariko and then suddenly leaned towards her. Mariko was
taken somewhat aback by Linda's action and her natural reflex was
to back away. Ma'am reacted quickly by taking a hold of a hand full
of Mariko's hair and she straightened her up and then held her
firmly in place. Mariko looked into Linda's eyes and could clearly
see that Linda was hurt and embarrassed by her reactions, and
Mariko felt bad when she realized what Linda was trying to do.
Ma'am comforted Linda and coaxed her to go ahead and say good-bye
to Mariko. Linda was hesitant at first but when Mariko nodded her
approval to her, her eyes gleamed with relief, she cautiously
leaned forward and pressed her leather sealed lips to Mariko's
equally gagged mouth. Mariko was a little touched by this, she had,
without speaking communicated with another person, someone who had
badly needed some approval from someone. (She certainly wasn't
getting it from Johnny!) Johnny simply pinched Mariko's nipple as
he passed by. Linda continued down the line, gently gag-kissing
Ma'am on the cheek, then Courtney, and Joan as she went. Johnny was
polite to Ma'am and Joan but he couldn't resist molesting Courtney
one last time before he said good-bye to Allison after Linda had
hesitantly kissed her on the cheek. Allison took a moment to warmly
hug the teary eyed girl before coolly shaking Johnny's hand. Mariko
could just barely see out the door as Johnny roughly shoved Linda
across the parking lot to his Mercedes.

   "That jerk..." Joan whispered under her breath and Allison and
Ma'am both nodded their agreement.

   While they watched Johnny and Linda cross the driveway, out of
the living room came Sweetcakes and Sir Reginald followed closely
by Dr. Farmington and Kimberly. Sweetcakes gamely attempted the
good-bye kisses but Mariko could easily see, by the bulging of her
eyes, the strain on her neck as she attempted to turn her head was
pulling the tape tighter thus pushing the napkin deeper into her
mouth. Sir Reginald gave Mariko a tender peck on the cheek and
wished her well. Mariko then exchanged polite gag-kisses with
Kimberly and even found herself nodding farewell to Dr. Farmington
as well. She then turned and watched the procession as Sir Reginald
shook hands with Allison.

   "Allison dear, Kelly here was telling me what a lovely time you
two had riding the other day, You see, I haven't been in the saddle
since my old military days and I was hoping that you could get some
free time soon and we could all go for a little jaunt together."
Sir Reginald was saying as Sweetcakes was vigorously nodding her
approval.

   "Why Sir Reginald, I had no idea... I would be delighted. I'm
not sure when my schedule will permit but I will call tomorrow and
let you know. Of course, you understand that you can use my trails
any time you want, all you need do is call the stable master and
make the arrangements." said Allison.

   "Why Thank you, I may just take you up on that. I may need some
practice to keep up with you." Sir Reginald said with a smile.

   "Oh! you charmer!!" said Allison.

   Dr. Farmington and Kimberly greeted Allison.

   "Allison, on behalf of my wife and myself we would like to thank
you for the wonderful time we had tonight. We would love to attend
again but..."

   "But what Steven?" asked Allison with a look of concern on her
face. Sir Reginald and Sweetcakes stopped abruptly and turned back
to the group.

   "Well, I really don't know whether it is proper to say this, but
we enjoyed everyone's company with the exception of Mr. J's. In the
future, we would be grateful if you would tell us if you expect him
to attend as we would rather not associate with him again." said
Dr. Farmington firmly.

   "Here here!" concurred Sir Reginald. "The American's famous
bluntness in action no doubt!"

   "Well, I have been having the same thoughts recently. But I
would hate to loose touch with Linda. I think she really needs our
support right now." replied Allison.

   "Yes, darling child." said Sir Reginald sadly, "That blighter
doesn't deserve her!"

   "Agreed, but that doesn't change my feelings." said Dr.
Farmington.

   "Perhaps we can arrange something, but please remember that one
bad apple is no reason to throw away the bushel. said Allison.

   "By no means! "We love the apples... We just want to avoid the
bad ones because they can give all of us a bad name." said Dr.
Farmington with a smile.

   "Yes, I'll see what I can do." said Allison. "Don't worry."

   With that, the four guests turned and left the house. Mariko
watched enviously as Sir Reginald opened the passenger door of his
Bentley and helped Sweetcakes slide into the passenger seat and put
her seat-belt on. Dr. Farmington on the other hand stopped with
Kimberly at the rear of their car and he opened up the trunk. To
Mariko's surprise though, that was not where she would be riding,
Dr. Farmington turned her around and began removing her leather
restraints, casually dropping them into the trunk. She waited
calmly, not moving, until he had removed all the cuffs and finally
her gag. He leaned and whispered something softly into her ear and
she turned back to him suddenly and they embraced passionately.
After a long, loving kiss, they both waved to the group standing in
the doorway and got into their car and drove away.

   Mariko shook her head and tried to sort out her feeling. Somehow
she liked some of these people. They seemed the most honest, open
people she had ever met. (A little kinky perhaps, but...) This was
something she was not used to but she found it very refreshing. She
was suddenly startled by a touch on her shoulder, she spun around
and looked directly into the face of Richard. She could feel her
heart fluttering madly but she just figured it was because she was
so jumpy. Richard paused and looked at her for a moment. Mariko
couldn't help but wish she could speak to him but she wasn't sure
just what she would say if she could.

   "It's been a pleasure meeting you..." Richard began, "I hope
I'll see you again soon." he said as he took her chin in his
fingers and gently kissed her forehead. Mariko felt her knees get
a little wobbly but that was surly because she had been standing on
those high heels so long. Mariko, almost against her will, and
without taking her eyes off of Richard found her knees dipping
slowly, and when she came to her senses she found herself blushing
uncontrollably as she realized that she had performed a perfect
curtsy in front of Richard. He only smiled and moved down the line
and left quickly after saying good-bye to Allison.

   Mariko didn't remember much of saying good-bye to Helen and
Annette and Gina. She remembered only the look on Richard's face as
he passed by. Suddenly, the front door shut with a bang and this
awakened Mariko from her daydream. Allison called for the stooges
who were waiting just around the corner.

   "Get them ready for bed," she said as the stooges took Mariko
and Courtney under tow. "You two have a busy day tomorrow. Your
first day at school!"

   END OF PART 4 **

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