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The painting they have hung on the wall behind the server table can be found here:

www.deviantart.com/recluse57/a…
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The Game loses some earlier gains on Linda and she's one spin from escaping the Game's bondage. Before she could escape the submissive role, The Game comes back with a vengeance.......

Excerpts from part 2 pages 5 and 6:

The timer expired. It was time for round four. Leah picked up the purse and placed it again on her shoulder. She kneeled again for the fourth spin. Linda looked to the clock hands when Leah gave it a twirl. The needle slowed and stopped on a black nine.

“The Game recaptures the second level of submission on your weak side! Roll the dice,” sang Leah.

Linda rolled a four with her cuffed hands after claiming a roll for surrender. Leah rolled a two. Leah rose and walked again to the table.

“OK, so round four requires the blouse, tied knees but no new hair play!” smiled Leah.

Leah decided to remove the tusk necklace and her diamond one as well. She returned the tusks to Linda’s chest in her purse and the diamonds to her own chest. She also removed the cuff key and placed on the server table.

“T-that’s too much for my neck right now. Is it m-me or is it getting hot in here?” asked Leah.

“I’m kneeling here in nothing but a bra and a miniskirt! I’m fine!” smiled Linda.

“I’m also glad to see my tusks safely back in my purse!” sighed Linda to herself.

Leah helped Linda stand so her knees could be bound. She took one of Linda’s tails to wrap around her left arm. She led Linda by her hair near the dining area to be closer to the lengths of rope.

“Come with me,” said Leah.

“As you desire Mistress,” replied Linda before Leah pulled.

“Ouch! I don’t think the rules allow for hair play for this round,” said Linda but Leah ignored her.

Leah then kneeled in front of her holding some lengths. While kneeling and binding Linda’s legs, Leah felt a need to rub her hands on Linda’s thighs. When stroking down, Linda’s head tilted when her hair felt a slight pull. Linda felt more excitement.

“Do you like how my legs feel?” asked Linda.

“Yes! Y-you d-don’t h-have an ounce of body f-fat on your l-legs! Those workouts you do in the basement late at n-night are p-paying d-dividends!” declared Leah.

“How far up are you going?” chided Linda.

“I’ll go up as m-much as the amount of wine in our s-systems allows and down as much as you h-hair allows,” returned Leah.

“We need another round of drinks before we continue. You are starting to stutter again,” said Linda.

“I’m on it,” replied Leah as she let Linda’s hair loose.

“You had a free hair play. I’m going to remember that in the future,” said Linda.

“I-I know you enjoyed it. Admit it,” smiled Leah.

Linda returned with help to her kneeling position on the pillow. Leah folded the blouse and placed it in Linda’s black purse.

“I surrender my ability to walk without restraint as the Game requires. I surrender my white satin tie front blouse, but I have no idea how you will ever wear it if you win it!” smiled Linda with her wine glass held with both cuffed hands.

Description

The painting they have hung on the wall behind the server table can be found here:

www.deviantart.com/recluse57/a…
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The Game loses some earlier gains on Linda and she's one spin from escaping the Game's bondage. Before she could escape the submissive role, The Game comes back with a vengeance.......

Excerpts from part 2 pages 5 and 6:

The timer expired. It was time for round four. Leah picked up the purse and placed it again on her shoulder. She kneeled again for the fourth spin. Linda looked to the clock hands when Leah gave it a twirl. The needle slowed and stopped on a black nine.

“The Game recaptures the second level of submission on your weak side! Roll the dice,” sang Leah.

Linda rolled a four with her cuffed hands after claiming a roll for surrender. Leah rolled a two. Leah rose and walked again to the table.

“OK, so round four requires the blouse, tied knees but no new hair play!” smiled Leah.

Leah decided to remove the tusk necklace and her diamond one as well. She returned the tusks to Linda’s chest in her purse and the diamonds to her own chest. She also removed the cuff key and placed on the server table.

“T-that’s too much for my neck right now. Is it m-me or is it getting hot in here?” asked Leah.

“I’m kneeling here in nothing but a bra and a miniskirt! I’m fine!” smiled Linda.

“I’m also glad to see my tusks safely back in my purse!” sighed Linda to herself.

Leah helped Linda stand so her knees could be bound. She took one of Linda’s tails to wrap around her left arm. She led Linda by her hair near the dining area to be closer to the lengths of rope.

“Come with me,” said Leah.

“As you desire Mistress,” replied Linda before Leah pulled.

“Ouch! I don’t think the rules allow for hair play for this round,” said Linda but Leah ignored her.

Leah then kneeled in front of her holding some lengths. While kneeling and binding Linda’s legs, Leah felt a need to rub her hands on Linda’s thighs. When stroking down, Linda’s head tilted when her hair felt a slight pull. Linda felt more excitement.

“Do you like how my legs feel?” asked Linda.

“Yes! Y-you d-don’t h-have an ounce of body f-fat on your l-legs! Those workouts you do in the basement late at n-night are p-paying d-dividends!” declared Leah.

“How far up are you going?” chided Linda.

“I’ll go up as m-much as the amount of wine in our s-systems allows and down as much as you h-hair allows,” returned Leah.

“We need another round of drinks before we continue. You are starting to stutter again,” said Linda.

“I’m on it,” replied Leah as she let Linda’s hair loose.

“You had a free hair play. I’m going to remember that in the future,” said Linda.

“I-I know you enjoyed it. Admit it,” smiled Leah.

Linda returned with help to her kneeling position on the pillow. Leah folded the blouse and placed it in Linda’s black purse.

“I surrender my ability to walk without restraint as the Game requires. I surrender my white satin tie front blouse, but I have no idea how you will ever wear it if you win it!” smiled Linda with her wine glass held with both cuffed hands.