Bound Friends Pt. 13

"No.. no just surprising. Still getting used to it. I might be dominant, but I'm not actually used to being 'the dominant,' you know? I mean when I did that one time you would have watched I really messed things up" she lamented as she took another sip of wine.

"Well.. You don't have to worry about scaring me off like what happened to your friends. I'm not going anywhere, you're not going anywhere, and now you've got quite a lot of power over me," he said as he reached his hand across the table to grab ahold of Sophia's. Sophia smiled at the warm reassurance, causing Rob to smile as well.

"And did we save any room for dessert?" the waiter asked as he came by seeing their finished plates.

"Yes, I think so, I could do with some celebrating."

Leota blindly walked, following this basic pattern several times. She would be led somewhere, she would be manhandled, she would be used and she would be discarded. She imagined Vera sat atop the machine as it moved from place to place, like some kind of carrage with Leota being the poor animal pulled beside the cart. Leota was enjoying being this woman's slave, even if it was only in her head. It certainly beat what she had been.

But Leota felt something was different this time. She was walking on a tile floor now, somewhere she hadn't been to before. She was told to stop walking, right as one foot began to feel a drain. She looked around nervously. For whatever reason she was still in the habit of leaving her eyes open, even if she saw as much as when they were closed.

She yelped as a jet of cold water began to pelt her unprotected skin. It ran across her chest, and down to her crotch. The cold water was coming out fast, like icy needles pricking her delicate pussy. She turned to protect herself but was immediately shocked by her collar. "Hold still slave while these guests hose you off," the robotic voice said.

She stood herself back up, hoping that cooperating would get this all over faster. Whoever was holding the hose began to move around, getting both sides of her with their icy stream. The water started climbing up again. As it reached her neck she closed her eyes, which protected her as the hose was turned to her bald head. The water seemed to lose some of its power there, but it did not get any warmer.

"Turn around, spread your legs and bend over," the voice commanded. The hose had been turned off, or at least directed away from her, but she was sure that wasn't going to stay that way. She slowly spun herself what she presumed was all the way around, she spread her legs about two feet apart and bent over at the hips. Just as she feared it would, the water returned in full force, bearing down on her exposed crotch and ass. When that had finished the water once again turned off and Leota stood up shivering.

Her teeth began to chatter as she longed to be dried off and warmed up. She opened her eyes again and looked around, hoping that it might inspire someone to do something about this cold, defenseless slave girl.

"I want you to repeat after me, for the benefit of a guest," the voice said. "I am a slave to this robot. I can not see, I can not hear anything except my master." Leota swallowed and repeated the phrase, putting her helplessly on display for the person or people that might be surrounding her. She breathed heavily, as she felt someone grabbing onto the rod that made up the spine of her arm restraints. She felt it slowly raising up, forcing her to bend forward into a strappado. She spread her legs to keep balance on the wet tile floor and was thankful when it stopped raising her arms to be parallel with her shoulders as she was bent at about forty five degrees.

"The guest wishes to play a game, he is holding up fingers on one hand, if you guess correctly he will dry you off. If you guess incorrectly you will be whipped," the voice instructed.

"Please, I am absolutely blind, I can't see your fingers at all," Leota pleaded. She felt a searing pain as a whip landed across her wet ass, causing her to bite down hard to suppress a scream.

"He insists you pick a number," the voice said coldly.

Leota's teeth were chattering as she simply said "three?" Her answer was rewarded with two more strikes across her wet ass, amplifying the pain from what it would normally have been. After the whipping stopped she said "five?" this answer gave her four more hits, ones that Leota couldn't help but scream over. She felt muscles begin to protest, she was cold and uncomfortably bound. She took a deep breath before making her next guess "one?"

She braced for another strike but was instead very relieved to feel a towel placed over her ass instead. It dried her off, though certainly taking extra time to "dry" her crotch and breasts. She was still very cold but she at least felt she wasn't getting any colder.

Two large hands grabbed her hips, as she felt a cock pressing against her ass. He pushed in slowly, gripping her tightly as he did. He was not particularly thick, something Leota was thankful for as she gritted her teeth and moaned. Moaned both from the sensations as well as her NESIC turning itself back on shortly after he began to push. It was a tight fit, but not an overly painful one.

As he began to thrust, she felt another pair of hands at her head. She opened her mouth anticipating the cock she was so sure was coming. Instead she felt herself buried in another woman's pussy. It was trimmed but not shaved, causing loose hairs to tickle her cheeks and nose. But it smelt so sweet to her.

She began to get very turned on as this woman grabbed her by the ears and pulled her close. Every breath she took was through the hairy mound, adding the unmistakable smell to every inhale. Her tongue worked furiously, teasing in and around the lips before focusing the bulk of its attention on her clit. Leota wished so badly to hear this woman's cries of passion. Leota was at least hopeful that she was eliciting such cries from the woman, she had no way of knowing.

The cock in her ass simply became a distraction, a secondary form of stimulation as she worked to please this mystery woman in front of her. She felt herself getting close to orgasm as she continued to picture this woman, before feeling the woman start to shake and convulse into an orgasm of her own. As she pulled away, the man picked up his pace, rocketing them both into orgasm. Leota stood there out of breath as the man had partially collapsed onto her strappado-ed frame.

When he finally pulled out, he released her hands from whatever had been holding them. Leota stood up and hoped that the woman would return, but no one did. She was left to stand on the tile floor in darkness. She smiled a little, realizing that at least she was no longer feeling cold.

Sophia felt actual, utter excitement as she got back to the room. She knew there weren't many, and that technically they were probably all being "given" to Rob, but the prospect of opening some gifts was freeing. It was such a normal thing that normal people got to do. She started with Zainab's present, a large gift card in Rob's name to the store where she bought her outfit when they had come to visit. Next came Andrea's, which she assumed (correctly) was simply another gift paid for by Zainab, a small tablet. Megan's gift was headphones and a list of subscriptions to streaming sites so she could use the tablet to watch whatever she wanted.

Then she noticed the last two. One from Rob and one from her parents. She looked up at Rob. "This isn't a sexual gift like the.." she asked as she pointed down at his crotch.

"No, no nothing like that," he said.

Sophia looked the two over, the small box from her parents or the thin wide present from Rob. She decided to start with the small box. She unwrapped it and found it was an old jewelry case she had in her room. She put her hand to her mouth before opening it up. Inside was a picture they had taken when she graduated, still in cap and gown with her little half sister standing in front of her. Below it was a small thin silver anklet with a butterfly, one of the few pieces of jewelry she ever used to wear.

She set it down and collapsed back onto the bed, nearly landing on her new tablet. "Did.. did they ship it over? Did they say anything?" Sophia mumbled.

"They shipped it, they.. didn't include anything though. Andrea talked to them though and they seem to be holding up well."

Sophia closed her eyes in bittersweet contentment. She sat back up with half a smile and proceeded to put the anklet on. After staring at it and flicking the butterfly a few times she reached over for her last gift. It was tall and wide, but very thin. She opened it up and saw the back of a picture frame. When she turned it around she couldn't help but marvel. It was a picture of her standing against a blurry background in the jeans and crop top she had worn out to the club when they first met. It was pencil and monochrome, but the detail was incredible. It seemed like each stitch of fabric and strand of hair had been distinguished with a stroke of the pencil. "You made this?"

"Yes, I.. it's one of those things I do for fun is draw. I don't think I'd ever make a profession out of it or anything, but it's just sometimes a nice.. Making something that's beautiful.. something people can appreciate, there's no better feeling I think than making something that people will like to see. I, I hope you don't think it's too much," Rob said as he put a hand on the back of his head.

"No, no it's perfect. I'm.. I can get the same way. I used to love getting up on stage, being part of a big production, hopefully giving a few people something nice to enjoy. No, you don't need to justify that," she said as she alternated between looking at the drawing and at Rob.

"Have you.. no never mind," Rob started before quickly stopping himself.

"No, tell me what you were thinking."

"I don't wanna ruin the mood or.."

"Hey, tell me," Sophia said with a firmer tone.

"Have you ever.. I don't know. Have you ever thought of maybe this kind of work you do.. like that? I'm sure it's not the same in a bunch of ways.. but I mean people are paying you to entertain them. Well, ok not paying you specifically but that's not the issue. I mean, people pay good good money hoping for a little distraction, something they can enjoy. You ever think of it like that?" Rob said, looking up at Sophia as much as he could but finding eye contact hard to maintain.

"No.. no this is different. This isn't.. I mean it's not.."

"You're right. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned it." Rob interrupted apologetically.

"Damn right you shouldn't. Shit.." Sophia said looking distraught. She reached over for her jewelry box and retrieved the picture. She stared at it and with a few deep breaths she had calmed herself back down. "I didn't mean to snap, this I guess is clearly just a touchy subject still. Come here," she said as she slid over to make room on the bed. Rob jumped up and laid down next to her. "And I want you to promise, you keep this on you at all times you hear me?" she said as she shook the photograph.

"Anything you say Mistress," Rob said as he leaned up against her. Sophia smiled and wrapped her arm around Rob. The two sat there quietly until Rob began to squirm and moan.

"Is that moaning from what I think?" Sophia asked with a slightly coy smile.

"Yes.. I'm sorry, you're just.. I'm sorry. I'll try to take the discomfort better for you Mistress," he said sheepishly.

"Oh, I haven't shown you discomfort yet,"

Leota felt her stomach growl, it had been a long day and she hadn't yet eaten since she had started being the captive of this robot. She followed behind it as she noticed the floor changed again, into a kind of carpet like most guest's rooms have. She was told to stop and to kneel, both of which she did quickly.

A hand grabbed the back of her head unexpectedly. She opened her mouth, but the hand was forcing her to bend forward. She closed her eyes as she started getting closer and closer to the ground, lifting her ass and spreading her knees to keep balance and not fall totally forward. Her face landed in something cool and gelatinous. It was utterly odorless and tasteless, reminding her of Slave Chow. The hand let go of her head, letting her pull it up a bit and out of the mush.

"Eat that food, finish it completely" the cold robotic voice told her. She sighed and leaned in with her mouth once again open. She began to eat and swallow. The texture was off putting but she was hungry and thankful to have anything.

As she ate she felt a hand slide across her ass. She lost concentration for a moment but quickly returned to eating from what she was now sure was a metal dog bowl. The hand slid down her crack and began to play with her pussy. She grunted as the hand found her clit and again when a finger slipped inside. She felt the hand pull away and something round and soft replace it. When it hummed to life she suddenly recognized exactly what it was.

The powerful vibrations coming from the magic wand were enough to get her to stop eating and jolt up suddenly. It was incredibly strange to not hear it, but she was sure that is what it was. She felt it pulled away however, and a hand returned to her ass in the form of a hard slap. The person continued to spank her until she knelt back down and resumed her meal. When she returned to work, so did the vibrator.

She had to force herself to stay focused. As she got near the bottom she needed to feel around for anything that might remain, and by then the vibrator had begun getting her very near an orgasm. When she could not find any more trace of food, she lay her head down and began to moan loudly. Even her own voice was difficult to hear, and so she couldn't be fully sure how loud she was actually being.

When she finally finished into a massive orgasm, she convulsed and grunted. She pulled ineffectively at her arm bindings once again before eventually straightening out. She was becoming sensitive and the vibrator was becoming too much. She lay panting on her stomach before a hand grabbed her and helped her up. She stood, still slightly out of breath and waited.

"Sit, and slide your wrists into the slot," the mechanical voice said. She sat down, which was disorienting because she couldn't see if the robot was actually there to sit on. It was, and with a little maneuvering she found the slot again that her arm restraints could fit into. As she expected she then was bent onto her back and instructed to put her ankle cuffs into the slots designated for them.

Then when she was helplessly laying on her back, she felt the vibrator return to her sensitive crotch. She whimpered in protest but held her tongue from actually protesting with words. When it came back on it felt good, but also hurt more than a little bit. She was brought to orgasm one after the other and with each passing orgasm the pain got worse. By her fourth, every muscle in her body was crying out for mercy, becoming a voice too powerful to ignore. "Please.. please it hurts," she whimpered softly. The vibrator continued unchanged as it rocked her to a fifth orgasm before turning off.

She was out of breath and lay panting with her eyes wide open. It didn't reveal any sight but she was so exhausted it seemed the right thing to do. The board had been flipped out before she lay down and so her head was well supported. It was actually, somewhat a comfortable position.

The person who had been using the vibrator was once again ignoring her. She smiled as she had the passing thought, this guest hadn't used a penis. It was very possible this was a woman, she wondered if in her mind it was preferable to think of her as Vera or as the woman she had eaten out earlier. Either way she enjoyed the vision of what had just happened all the more.

She lay still, finally catching her breath and relaxing as best as she could. It had been a long day and she didn't know how long she would be like this. It was as good a time as any to try to rest. She had a feeling this was how she would be sleeping for the foreseeable future. But the bindings weren't terribly bad and she knew this is simply how Vera wanted her to serve.

"Ah.. shit," Sophia mumbled as she woke up and looked over at the time. She neglected to set an alarm and now had only half an hour before her time with Rob would be through. She threw the covers off of her and scurried toward the shower, removing her nighty as she ran. Rob woke up and turned just in time to see Sophia nakedly round the corner towards towards the shower.

Rob sat up and put his hand against the collar, feeling it's restriction. He inadvertently hit the up arrow, causing Sophia's NESIC to turn on.

"Uh.. Rob please not now I'm just trying to shower," Sophia shouted out.

"Oh but Mistress, please I slept next to you in this cage all night. And now you're naked, showering yourself in there.. come on, can't we just do something?" he said as he hit the arrow a few more times.

"Rob, I'm serious," she said as she poked her head out to look at Rob who was still trapped at the bed. Her hair was dripping and her eyes were not amused.

"I'm sorry Mistress, I'm just kind of trapped here still and.. my mind wandered after I hit it by accident," he said before turning the chip back down.

"Here," Sophia said as she walked forward and grabbed the red alan key she had left by the bathroom door earlier. Her body had soap suds and glistened from the lights on the bathroom wall. She threw the key at Rob before heading back to the shower. "Get my stuff together so we can clear out of here soon."

"Yes Mistress," Rob said, grabbing the key and removing the collar. He had slept naked beyond the belt and first gathered up his change of clothes for himself before getting all of Sophia's. He folded them neatly, putting them all back in the suitcase along with all her recent gifts except for the picture which he folded and put in his wallet. By the time Sophia was out of the shower, Rob had finished packing and had already gotten dressed again, forgoing the shower until went back to his apartment.

"This.. all this was very nice. Thank you." Sophia said as she flopped back down on the bed wearing only a towel. "But you should get going or they'll charge you for staying late."

"Thank you my Mistress. I'll see you soon I hope," he said as he took the suitcase and began walking out the door. The clock said 10:29, Sophia smiled at how under the wire this had all been.

To her surprise the phone began to ring. She sat on the bed waiting for it to stop, knowing that without Felix's permission she couldn't pick it up. She was sure it was someone wanting to give her instructions about where to go next but until someone came in person she'd simply have to wait.

About ten minutes later Aaron, the person in charge of scheduling for the adult entertainment at the casino walked in. "Sorry, told someone new to get you from the room and they didn't know about your whole 'no communication' thing. Kind of a real pain in the ass actually."

"Preaching to the goddamn choir on that one. Take it up with Felix, not that he's likely to give me any favors. " Sophia joked before standing and walking towards the door.

"I wouldn't bring anything up with him if I was you, if he knew about you and Rob he'd probably try to shut that whole thing down. Not exactly a 'hard assignment' being rented out to a pushover kid in puppydog love. Thankfully he's not watching nearly as close or I might be more inclined to shut it down myself to save my own ass."

"Wait, what do you mean 'not watching?'" Sophia asked as she stopped in her tracks.

"Forget it I shouldn't have said anything," Aaron said trying to recover.