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As the heavy door behind her shut with a disturbing sound of two bolts behind locked Clara started to wonder what she gotten herself into. Less then an hour ago she was excited and thrilled to finally meet Lisa in person, now she was not so sure anymore.

It was in the chat-room that Clara first opened her hart and told Lisa her darkest fantasies, letting all her submissive desires out. It was there that Lisa listened patiently and Clara confided all to her. Once she told Lisa she wished to be turned into a sex object to be tied, abducted and used Lisa simply summoned her to meet in person.

One brief phone conversation later Lisa had Clara fully intrigued and under her spell and for the rest of that week Clara couldn’t not concentrate on anything other than to read the emailed instructions from Lisa and to get ready for her weekend with Lisa.

Her diary cleared and with nobody expecting her anyway she was now all Lisa’s. She stood outside the café at the appointed corner, slightly cold as she was dressed to impressed. The car pulled up and silently she slipped into the back.

The back of the car was warm and dark, she couldn’t see the driver nor outside. There was a box on the floor with her name on it. ‘ut this on, place all your belongings in a neat pile on the floor. Sit with your legs parted, hands on your knees, palms up. Keep your eyes on the floor. Do not speak unless spoken to. Soon we shall meet.’

The expensive looking box stared at Clara as to dare her, once opened she found only a leather skimpy bathing suit and a pair of killer heels. It was too late now, the car moved silently through the evening and she struggled to undress as silently as possible, once she placed her clothes and handbag on the floor besides her Clare peeled herself into the piece of leather and put on the bright red heels.

Sitting as instructed Clara felt both excited and vulnerable. Then the lights in the back of the car dimmed up making her wonder if she could be seen from the outside through the black windows. She wondered were she was being driven, judging by the time they have been on the road they might well be out of town by now.

Her vulnerability dawned on her, she did not know where she was going, who she was meeting, all her friends and family thought she was away on business and her colleagues thought she went home. Now her cell phone, her only emergency line, was switched off on the floor. Soon she would meet Lisa and totally surrender.

The car stopped and with a click her door opened, nobody was to be seen, nobody spoke to her. Clara stepped outside, looked around and instinctively walked to the lit door up the steps. She was at the stairs when the car moved away behind her. Totally alone she rang the bell.

Standing at the top of the stairs under a light Clara waited for what seemed an eternity.
Silently the door opened and a maid signalled her in, no word was spoken. The elder lady walked down the hall and into a grand room. In front of the fire was a grand chair and a velvet cushion, Clara was signalled to kneel on the cushion facing the chair and then the maid left.

Clara remembered all her conversations with Lisa and her instructions and while in deep thought she heard the door and footsteps. Clara did not dare to turn around and kept her eyes lowered. She tried to make out how many people had entered the room, there was a distinct clicking of heels and possibly another pair of shoes? Clara felt a presence behind her and no an older voice spoke gently: ‘apparently she behaved in the car and so far she seems worthy, but of course we shall not know till Mistress starts her training.’ ‘Thank you Elizabeth, please fetch the dental gag and two lengths of red rope.’ It was a deep sexy and somewhat cold voice.

‘See see, what do I have here? Clara, nice to meet you and thanks for coming. Raise, face the fire, keep your eyes lowered and let me have a proper look.’ Now Clara could feel Lisa close to her, felt her hair on her shoulder, Lisa took a step back and run her rubber-coated cane over Clara’s back. ‘I am pleased, turn.’ Clara turned slowly and struggled to keep her eyes low. So nervous was she, so anxious to finally meet Lisa. Mistress Lisa.

For now she saw a pair of red low cut stilettos and beautiful ankles. ‘You may raise your eyes.’ Slowly Clara took it all in, legs that went on for ever, a latex dress, tight the bottom half green and a low cut top in red, exposing a full cleavage, long blond curls and a tight body. Full red lips and beautiful blue eyes. Long fingers with matching red nails holding the cane, the grip beautifully encrusted with stones.

Mistress Lisa smiled ‘Welcome to my lair pet. I trust you like what you see? This is your last chance to leave. If you wish to go speak now or be silent.’ Clara stood there transfixed and silent. Lisa moved forward, embraced her and kissed her. The Maid entering and standing at a respectful distance interrupted their embrace.

Her Mistress broke the embrace and took a step to the side. ‘Well then, I assume you wish to stay and begin your training. Raise your hands, palms up. Do not flinch, do not move your hands.’ With that Lisa delivered 10 strokes to her palms. From the smile on her face Clara thought her Mistress to be pleased.

‘Close your legs, open your mouth and fold your hands behind your back, turn face the chair.’ Mistress sat down and smiled as the Maid tied her hands behind her back, tied her ankles and then stood in front of her and inserted the dental gag. Lisa stood and inspected her pray. Their eyes met ‘I have high hopes for you, do not disappoint me, here your desires can become reality. But I do not suffer fools. Anger me and you will be back in the car on your way home never to hear from me again.’ Lisa placed a kiss on her open lips.

‘Take her down stairs.’ With that the maid took her tied hands and guided her out of the room. Clara struggled to walk in her new heels, high enough to make walking a challenge at any time, but now with only a short length of rope it was a hobble. The Maid was gentle and soon they walked down a stone staircase, deep into the cellar.

Through a heavy door they entered a utility room. Clara was walked to the middle were under a light was a chalk circle, the maid placed her inside the circle. ‘Stay inside this circle, we will be watching. You will obey anybody who enters this room. Remember your instructions.’

The maid left and the heavy door was bolted shut….

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I have not granted permission for ANY site to use this image and if seen elsewhere, other than Deviant Art, is being used without my permission. (You know who you are.)

For:

Story written by (Thank you.)

As the heavy door behind her shut with a disturbing sound of two bolts behind locked Clara started to wonder what she gotten herself into. Less then an hour ago she was excited and thrilled to finally meet Lisa in person, now she was not so sure anymore.

It was in the chat-room that Clara first opened her hart and told Lisa her darkest fantasies, letting all her submissive desires out. It was there that Lisa listened patiently and Clara confided all to her. Once she told Lisa she wished to be turned into a sex object to be tied, abducted and used Lisa simply summoned her to meet in person.

One brief phone conversation later Lisa had Clara fully intrigued and under her spell and for the rest of that week Clara couldn’t not concentrate on anything other than to read the emailed instructions from Lisa and to get ready for her weekend with Lisa.

Her diary cleared and with nobody expecting her anyway she was now all Lisa’s. She stood outside the café at the appointed corner, slightly cold as she was dressed to impressed. The car pulled up and silently she slipped into the back.

The back of the car was warm and dark, she couldn’t see the driver nor outside. There was a box on the floor with her name on it. ‘ut this on, place all your belongings in a neat pile on the floor. Sit with your legs parted, hands on your knees, palms up. Keep your eyes on the floor. Do not speak unless spoken to. Soon we shall meet.’

The expensive looking box stared at Clara as to dare her, once opened she found only a leather skimpy bathing suit and a pair of killer heels. It was too late now, the car moved silently through the evening and she struggled to undress as silently as possible, once she placed her clothes and handbag on the floor besides her Clare peeled herself into the piece of leather and put on the bright red heels.

Sitting as instructed Clara felt both excited and vulnerable. Then the lights in the back of the car dimmed up making her wonder if she could be seen from the outside through the black windows. She wondered were she was being driven, judging by the time they have been on the road they might well be out of town by now.

Her vulnerability dawned on her, she did not know where she was going, who she was meeting, all her friends and family thought she was away on business and her colleagues thought she went home. Now her cell phone, her only emergency line, was switched off on the floor. Soon she would meet Lisa and totally surrender.

The car stopped and with a click her door opened, nobody was to be seen, nobody spoke to her. Clara stepped outside, looked around and instinctively walked to the lit door up the steps. She was at the stairs when the car moved away behind her. Totally alone she rang the bell.

Standing at the top of the stairs under a light Clara waited for what seemed an eternity.
Silently the door opened and a maid signalled her in, no word was spoken. The elder lady walked down the hall and into a grand room. In front of the fire was a grand chair and a velvet cushion, Clara was signalled to kneel on the cushion facing the chair and then the maid left.

Clara remembered all her conversations with Lisa and her instructions and while in deep thought she heard the door and footsteps. Clara did not dare to turn around and kept her eyes lowered. She tried to make out how many people had entered the room, there was a distinct clicking of heels and possibly another pair of shoes? Clara felt a presence behind her and no an older voice spoke gently: ‘apparently she behaved in the car and so far she seems worthy, but of course we shall not know till Mistress starts her training.’ ‘Thank you Elizabeth, please fetch the dental gag and two lengths of red rope.’ It was a deep sexy and somewhat cold voice.

‘See see, what do I have here? Clara, nice to meet you and thanks for coming. Raise, face the fire, keep your eyes lowered and let me have a proper look.’ Now Clara could feel Lisa close to her, felt her hair on her shoulder, Lisa took a step back and run her rubber-coated cane over Clara’s back. ‘I am pleased, turn.’ Clara turned slowly and struggled to keep her eyes low. So nervous was she, so anxious to finally meet Lisa. Mistress Lisa.

For now she saw a pair of red low cut stilettos and beautiful ankles. ‘You may raise your eyes.’ Slowly Clara took it all in, legs that went on for ever, a latex dress, tight the bottom half green and a low cut top in red, exposing a full cleavage, long blond curls and a tight body. Full red lips and beautiful blue eyes. Long fingers with matching red nails holding the cane, the grip beautifully encrusted with stones.

Mistress Lisa smiled ‘Welcome to my lair pet. I trust you like what you see? This is your last chance to leave. If you wish to go speak now or be silent.’ Clara stood there transfixed and silent. Lisa moved forward, embraced her and kissed her. The Maid entering and standing at a respectful distance interrupted their embrace.

Her Mistress broke the embrace and took a step to the side. ‘Well then, I assume you wish to stay and begin your training. Raise your hands, palms up. Do not flinch, do not move your hands.’ With that Lisa delivered 10 strokes to her palms. From the smile on her face Clara thought her Mistress to be pleased.

‘Close your legs, open your mouth and fold your hands behind your back, turn face the chair.’ Mistress sat down and smiled as the Maid tied her hands behind her back, tied her ankles and then stood in front of her and inserted the dental gag. Lisa stood and inspected her pray. Their eyes met ‘I have high hopes for you, do not disappoint me, here your desires can become reality. But I do not suffer fools. Anger me and you will be back in the car on your way home never to hear from me again.’ Lisa placed a kiss on her open lips.

‘Take her down stairs.’ With that the maid took her tied hands and guided her out of the room. Clara struggled to walk in her new heels, high enough to make walking a challenge at any time, but now with only a short length of rope it was a hobble. The Maid was gentle and soon they walked down a stone staircase, deep into the cellar.

Through a heavy door they entered a utility room. Clara was walked to the middle were under a light was a chalk circle, the maid placed her inside the circle. ‘Stay inside this circle, we will be watching. You will obey anybody who enters this room. Remember your instructions.’

The maid left and the heavy door was bolted shut….