On DisplayMelissa shifted her weight, trying to get comfortable. She squinted at the setting sun, wondering how long she had been tied up. Looking over at the post that her left arm was tied to, she flexed that arm slightly, trying to keep it from cramping.When she had come downstairs to the living area, she had been wearing nothing but a pair of black six-inch sandals, as instructed. The living area had a wall of sliding...

Comparing NotesAfter a mutual shower, they both ended up in fluffy terrycloth robes, sprawled in overstuffed leather chairs in the living area that overlooked the valley below. Melissa hadn’t been able to resist the temptation to let her robe ‘slip’ open as she had sat down. She’d been happy to note Erik appreciatively eying her partially revealed form. As much as she truly disliked Mistress Amy, Melissa was grateful for...

InterludeErik released the catch on the back of the mirror’s ornate frame. The glass swung away into the darkness beyond. He stepped through from his closet into the dungeon play room. Turning to the right, he pulled up a hidden panel and flipped on the bright overhead lights, so he could set-up faster. He hummed to himself as he pulled open a drawer set into the wall panelling and took out a half dozen lengths of soft, t...

Back to the GrindMelissa scooted inside the door, putting her hand out behind her to ease the screen door shut, rather than letting it bang loudly against the door frame. She was drenched from the short walk across the entry courtyard. A summer thunderstorm was blowing sheets of rain through the screen door, drenching the rug and flagstones in the entry area.She looked around the room, embarrassed by both her late arrival...

Dinner DateMelissa stared at the door, feeling very uneasy about her motivations. She had endlessly dithered about how to dress for her dinner “get-together” with Deborah in the city.When Melissa had called Deborah the previous day to ask about getting meeting for dinner on one of her days off, they had wound up chatting for over an hour, as though they were already intimate friends. Given how eagerly they had followed Er...

Lazy AfternoonMelissa walked back into the house, the screen door banging shut behind her. As her eyes adjusted to the dimness of the house, she wandered over to Erik’s study on the top level, to see if he was there. In the yellow pool of light from his desk lamp, she could see that he was sitting in his chair, talking quietly with a woman standing next to his desk. She wore high heels and a pencil skirt, and she stood wi...

BedtimeAfter untying Melissa, Erik picked her up and carried her into his bedroom. She complained that she could walk, although she wasn’t sure that was true. Serena hurried ahead of them and pulled down the sheets. Erik laid Melissa in the middle of the bed. Serena got in one side and Erik the other. They both snuggled up against her.As they hugged around her and pulled up the bedcovers, tears began to well up and run ac...

Melissa was shocked, both to hear Joseph suddenly talking and also at the transformation of the mood. It took her a moment to parse what he had said and realize that he truly liked what had just happened. She was amazed to see how much she had been drawn into believing that he actually was a recalcitrant pony that had to be whipped into obedience.Serena turned to Melissa and asked, “Melissa, how about you?”“Wow… I don’t k...

Pony RideMelissa walked out of the exercise studio with a towel around her neck, her martial arts jacket bundled up under her arm. Mike had told her it was called a judo-gi and had shown her how to tie it into a tight bundle using the long cotton belt.She was tired, but not as exhausted as she had feared. In fact, she realized she felt energized. Learning from Mike was very different than the session with Amy. “Mistress A...

Dangerous WomanThe screen door banged shut behind her as she came back into the house, loaded down with bags. The shopping trip with Cathy had seemed like a weirdly exhilarating reality-show segment, where a dumpy housewife gets to spend far too much money on gorgeous clothes. Except that Melissa hadn’t felt the least bit dumpy, even when the clothes weren’t flattering, or they highlighted her belly pudge, which had latel...

AfternoonAfter lunch, they walked for a few minutes around the village, looking in shop windows. Erik checked the time and said, “We’ve got a little while longer before we’re supposed to meet Cathy. Let’s walk a bit more.”Melissa laughed, “Assuming my legs keep on working, after my morning session with your personal bitch goddess.”Erik was quiet for a moment, and then said more seriously, “Let me caution you. In the world...

LunchMelissa looked in a mirror that was hanging in the salon’s vestibule as she walked out to the sidewalk with Erik. They were holding hands. The cut and style that Henri had given her were bolder and more sophisticated than anything she would have tried on her own. One of his assistants had taken her through how to duplicate the style on her own, twice, starting from a fresh shampoo. The repeated instruction had been a...

She had a vague awareness that Mistress Amy had left. Then she was conscious of a new set of legs in her field of view. A blond, midwestern-looking woman in her early thirties squatted down into her sight line.“Hi,” she said, “I’m Serena. You must be Melissa.”Melissa waited a moment and then moaned quietly in response.“A hard workout, I see. That’s a specialty of Mistress Amy, unfortunately.” Serena waited for awhile, but...