The Bondage Hour

The business woman closed the bedroom door, and they stood in the hallway of the large apartment.

"In the mean time," Meredith said, looking at the photographer's body. "I thought I told you to wear a nice dress for tonight?"

Lisa briefly looked down at her cheap yellow dress. "Sorry. This was the best I could do."

"Not good enough. Follow me."

The two women headed towards a different room down the hall. It was a guest bedroom, which was equally as impressive as the master bedroom. The room was neat, and the bed looked freshly made.

Meredith opened the closet and briefly searched through the array of expensive clothing. When she found what she was looking for, she tossed it onto the bed. It was a stylish and slim black dress.

"Put that on," Meredith said. "I don't want you wearing anything besides that, not even your shoes."

"What about my bra & panties?"

"Everything. Will that be a problem?"

Lisa shook her head. "No."

"Good. Get dressed in this room. I'll return shortly once I put my boots on and get rid of this robe."

"Okay."

"Are you ready for this?" Meredith asked.

"I am."

"You look uneasy. It's okay to be nervous. If you don't want to continue, that's fine. I can always find someone else, and I'll still pay you $750 for tonight."

Lisa took a short breath. "I want to do this. I'll put the dress on, and I'll be ready when you are."

"Excellent," Meredith smiled, before turning to walk away.

Lisa was left alone in the lavish guest room. She looked at the black dress laying on the bed and wondered how much it was worth. It looked expensive. She put her camera down, then she removed her yellow dress and tossed it onto the bed. She took off her shoes. Finally, as Meredith requested, she removed her bra & panties, standing naked in the bedroom.

She stared at her nude appearance in the mirror, noting how average she looked. She picked up the black dress and wore it, and then she looked at herself in the mirror again. This time, she looked much different. She looked like a woman of class & elegance.

"Beautiful," Meredith's voice said from the hallway.

Lisa was startled that she had been watched, but she wasn't sure for how long. Her eyes widened when she saw Meredith in a black corset and long black boots. Meredith's appearance was in stark contrast to her usual professional attire.

"Oh, thank you," Lisa meekly replied. "You look beautiful as well."

"It's time now. I've unlocked my special room. It's down the hall. Wait for me there with your camera ready, and I'll bring our special guest. You're free to take pictures however you please. I won't give you any instructions on how to do your job. It's up to you."

"Thank you."

Meredith stepped to the side, signaling Lisa that it was time to go to the bondage room alone. Lisa took a soft breath, and with her large camera in hand, she walked passed Meredith and headed down the hall to the unlocked room.

The bondage room was large, and the walls were covered with a black padding. It was a well lit room. Lisa's eyes roamed around the different sexual items & contraptions which were on display. There was a variety of dildos, sex toys, chains, and clamps, all neatly on display. There was a chair and table in the room, which were the only furniture available. There was a large clock on the wall to ensure that each session lasted exactly one hour.

It wasn't until the sound of Meredith's boot heels clicking the floor that Lisa remembered she had a specific job to do. They were coming, and Lisa readied her camera to take pictures.

The first thing Lisa saw was the middle aged man entering the room, with his hands still tied, and his face still covered to protect his identify. Lisa snapped a photo of him.

Then Meredith entered the room. She wore a bright gold mask which covered her face, but allowed her hair to roam down freely. The mask looked elegant and beautiful. It looked like something created in the 15th century for a royal family, Lisa thought. The mask had an intimidating, yet graceful appearance to it. Lisa snapped pictures of Meredith guiding the man into the room, and then closing the door.

Lisa watched in curiosity as the bound man was made to kneel. He was ordered by Meredith to get on his knees and to remain silent in the most condescending way possible. Lisa snapped more photos.

Meredith walked over to her collection of sex toys and she took her time picking what she wanted. She finally settled on a long flesh colored dildo. But she wasn't done yet. She attached the dildo onto a strap-on, and then she wore it over her leather corset. Once it was attached, Lisa snapped several photos of Meredith in a gold mask wearing a long strap-on.

"Are you ready tonight?" Meredith asked her male submissive.

"Mmm...Hmmm..." he muffled in response.

"Good boy. Now open your mouth."

The sounds of Lisa's camera snapping away echoed in the room as Meredith approached the powerful business man. She stood in front of him with her strap-on hanging forward, and she aimed it towards his open mouth. The man's mask had a small hole for his mouth, and it was just wide enough for him to accept the dildo inside.

Lisa watched in awe as the man began to suck. She snapped several close-up shots of the oral encounter.

He started sucking away with an unmatched enthusiasm. It was obvious to Lisa that the man had done this many times before, and that he loved it. She snapped more pictures, and noticed that the man had a bulging erection, which she also took pictures of.

"Good boy," Meredith said to him in a condescending tone. "Now I want your little ass bent over the table."

The man stood and positioned himself on the table, with his stomach lying flat, and his legs spread apart. Once again the man demonstrated that he had done this several times before, and that he was enjoying every moment, no matter how tormenting or degrading the experience would seem to the average person.

Meredith picked up a small wooden paddle and gently started to smack the man's bottom. It was soft and gentle at first, as if she cared about his well being. The paddle began to strike him harder, then harder. The man started making mumbling sounds with his mouth as the striking became more intense. Lisa almost felt badly for him, but she did her job and took pictures instead.

"You like that? You little cunt," Meredith said to him, continuing with the paddling.

"Mmm....Hmm..."

"I have something else for you."

Meredith put the paddle down and strapped the man's hands & ankles to the different corners of the table. He became trapped, with nowhere to go. All of his trust was completely with Meredith. He was at her will, and at her mercy. She grabbed a bottle of lubrication and coated a large amount onto the tip of her finger. Lisa took close-up pictures of Meredith's lubricated finger. Then Lisa took close-up pictures of the finger going inside the man's anus.

He moaned as he was being penetrated by Meredith's finger. Then two fingers were inserted inside. Then three. Lisa wondered if the man was even enjoying it. But that wasn't her business. Lisa's job was to take picture of the penetration, and she did, with the camera snapping away. She watched in awe as Meredith ruthlessly fingered the man's anus.

Lisa's stomach nearly sank when she saw Meredith position herself behind the man, with the long strap-on pointed directly at the man's spread ass.

Lisa was ready to shout and plead on behalf of the helpless man on the table. She wanted to stop this madness on his behalf. But she didn't. It wasn't her role. Her mouth was open in shock, and she briefly lowered her camera so she could see the anal penetration with her own eyes. It was a jarring sight. Then she remembered that she had a specific job to do, and that she was being paid a lot of money. She raised her camera, pointed it directly at the anal penetration, and she snapped more pictures.

***

Monday. It was early morning and Lisa stood in her darkroom developing all of the pictures she had taken for Meredith. There were over 200 images total.

The first batches were ready. The image quality was beautiful, and she admired her own work. She knew that Meredith would be pleased with how the bondage room was captured. She knew that Meredith would also be pleased with how the male submissive was captured. There were stunning shots of Meredith in the outfit, and there were close-ups of the gold mask.

Lisa briefly looked through the rest of the film strips she had taken. She looked at the images of the man sucking the sex object, being spanked, then sodomized for a lengthy period by the large strap-on. Her heartbeat rose. Then she looked at the images of the man being jerked-off by Meredith. He shot a massive load of cum onto the floor, which he was later ordered to clean with his tongue.

Lisa felt a burning sensation between her legs. She was aroused in her darkroom, the same way she had been aroused in Meredith's bondage room.

She unbuttoned her pants and slide her right hand down her panties. She looked at the film being developed, of the man sucking the dildo while on his knees, and she touched herself sexually. She remembered everything she felt when she saw it for the first time. She visualized him being sodomized, and Meredith masturbating him. She touched herself thinking of the man sucking on Meredith's tits. She thought of all the verbally degrading comments sent his way, and how hard it made him.

Then, Lisa imagined herself being in the man's position. She wondered to herself if she could possibly enjoy being made to suck a dildo, and being sodomized in such a degrading position. When she gave herself an orgasm in the darkroom, she knew the answer was yes.

Part 3 of 4: Gold Mask & Black Dress

Two months later. Lisa wore a new dress when she went to Meredith's office. She had been requested to a private meeting. Once she reached the right floor, she had a brief discussion with the secretary, and she was allowed to enter Meredith's office.

The two women greeted each other with a hug, and they both sat down in their seats, with Meredith behind her large desk, and Lisa sitting in front of her.

"I can honestly say that you're the best employee I've ever had," Meredith stated. "That means something, given how many qualified people have worked for me over the years."

A proud feeling came over Lisa. "Thanks. I try my best."

"Do you like having me as an employer? I have a reputation for being a real bitch, which is well deserved."

"I don't think you're a bitch at all," Lisa playfully replied. "I think you're a strong woman. This world needs more strong women. And you're easily the most intriguing employer I've ever had. Every week is something mind boggling. I love that. I always look forward to our meetings."

"Well, unfortunately, your services are no longer required," Meredith said in a blunt business tone. "You've completed your task photographing all of my submissives. I think you've done a wonderful job. Your work has far exceeded my expectations."

Lisa was taken aback. She had grown to love watching, and taking pictures, of Meredith's secret sex life. Going to her apartment on Saturday nights was the thrill of her week. And she privately masturbated every time she returned home. She had also grown fond of Meredith's company on a weekly basis.

"Oh, well I'm glad that you liked my work," Lisa replied, trying not to sound crushed.

"I'm not the only one that likes it. All of my male submissives agree that you've done an outstanding job with your photography. You'll be receiving a considerable bonus for this. All of my submissives have also decided to give you a bonus for your efforts. When you leave my office, my secretary will hand you an envelope with your money."

"That's very nice."

Meredith smiled. "Trust me, your bank account is going to get a lot bigger once you make those deposits."

"Is there any way that....we could...continue this?" Lisa asked with all of the confidence she could muster. "As a photographer, I think there's plenty more things we could explore, which we haven't already."

Meredith raised an eyebrow. "Really? So, the shy little photographer wants to continue working for me. That's interesting."

"Well, I'm interested in your hobby," Lisa reluctantly admitted. "It's fascinating stuff, and I think we've done great work together in terms of making art."

Meredith thought for a moment. "I may have just the thing for you. No guarantees. But I'm not sure if you're going to like it. It might be a little out of your league."

Lisa's attention was suddenly peaked. "What is it?"

"I may have other work for you. You see, the bondage fetish is more common in the business world than you think. It's very popular amongst powerful men, because they love the role reversal. They love giving up control to seductive women after being the boss the whole day. Are you interested so far?"

"Definitely."

"Great. I'll contact the organizers of the event to see if you can join."

"Event?" Lisa asked.

"Yes, it's a small event which happens every so often. It's a bondage party, basically, where the rich & powerful go to have some real fun- the adult kind."

"That sounds like something I'd love to see."

Meredith grinned. "You have no idea. It's so dirty and vulgar, that everyone is masked. Everything is completely discreet. Plus it's a bit of a tradition."

"What would I be doing there?"

"Taking pictures. What else? Maybe the organizers of the event would like some beautiful pictures for a memorabilia or something along those lines."

"I can definitely do that," Lisa replied. "To be perfectly honest, ever since I started taking pictures of your bondage sessions, it's been all I've been able to think about. Suddenly, everything else I do at work seems so tame in comparison."

Meredith smiled, "I knew you'd like it. You're that kind of girl. I knew from the moment we first met. Now if you'll excuse me, I have an appointment in a few minutes."

"Oh, of course. Thank you for your time."

Lisa stood up and extended her hand for a handshake before she left.

"One more thing," Meredith added. "My other friends don't always play nice. So if you want to continue working for me, then you better be sure."

"I'm sure."

Meredith nodded. "I thought so. We'll keep in touch. I'll contact you soon."

***

A week later. It was an early Tuesday morning. Lisa was awoken by a series of knocks on her door. She got out bed, briefly checked herself in the mirror, then answered the door. To her surprise, it was Meredith's secretary holding a small package.

"Good morning," the secretary said with a beaming smile.

"Morning, please come in."

The secretary stepped inside the small apartment holding the package, and Lisa closed the door.

"Sorry to disturb you so early," the secretary said. "I'm busy the rest of the day, so this was the only time I had."

"No worries. Do you want some coffee or breakfast?" Lisa asked.

"I'm fine thank you."

"So what brings you here this morning?"

"Meredith had contacted the organizers of the event," the secretary replied. "They all love your work, and they think your pictures would be welcomed."

"That's great news. I'd love to attend."

"There's a condition though."

"What is it?" Lisa asked.

"The bondage event is exclusive, and they don't just let anyone in, no matter who you know. So you'll have to be initiated before you're allowed to take pictures there."

The news woke Lisa stronger than any cup of coffee.

"What do you mean?"

"There's an initiation process for new members. And you'll have to be a member before you'll be welcomed there. I'm told that there's no way around it. You have to do it, if you want to continue working for Meredith."

"Well, what does this initiation require? Anything extreme?"

"I'm not sure," the secretary replied. "It changes each time. I was initiated a few years ago, and it was pretty tame. But for other people, yikes, wouldn't want to be them."

Lisa suddenly felt her mind spinning. She wanted the job more than anything, and she didn't want to disappoint Meredith by refusing to be initiated. She couldn't turn down the condition.

"Tell Meredith I'll do it," Lisa said.

The secretary smiled and placed the package on a nearby table. "She knew you would be interested. This is for you."

"What is it?"

"Open it."

Lisa bent down and lifted the cover from the package, and she saw a gold mask sitting on top of a thin black fabric. The mask was elegant, and similar to the one Meredith uses during her bondage sessions.

"What's this for?" Lisa asked, as she picked up the mask to examine it.

"You'll have to wear it to the event. It's the same type that Meredith has, which will let people know that you're either her guest, or her submissive."

Lisa continued looking at it. "It's a beautiful mask."

"It certainly is. There's an outfit in the package also. You'll have to wear it. Nothing else, except for heels."

Lisa lifted the thin black fabric from the package. It was completely see-through.

"I'm not allowed to wear anything else underneath?" Lisa asked.

"Nope. Nothing. The event starts at 7 pm on Saturday. A driver will come pick you up at 6, so be ready. You're allowed to wear a jacket to cover your body when you walk to the car, but take it off once you reach the event. Don't forget to bring the mask, and your camera."

"Can I ask you a personal question?"

"Sure," the secretary replied.

"Do you think I can go through with this? I mean, in your opinion, do you think I can handle what goes on at the event?"

The secretary smiled, "There's only one way to find out."

***

Saturday evening. The elevator door opened and Lisa quickly walked through the lobby of her apartment building. She wore high-heels and a large coat. Underneath, she wore the see-through black fabric with nothing else. She held the package with her gold mask inside, and another container which had her camera. She walked as fast as she could so that no one would see her.

A black car was waiting for her, with the driver holding the door open. When she entered the car, she saw Meredith sitting in the backseat. Once Lisa sat down, the driver closed the door and drove the car towards their destination.

"You look cute in that outfit," Meredith said. "It's nice seeing you in something a little sexier than what you normally wear."

"Thanks. You look great also."

Lisa's eyes roamed Meredith's body, which was much more bare. Meredith wasn't ashamed of sitting in the car wearing only a thin black fabric. Every curve on her body was completely visible, and her large brown nipples could be seen through the thin material.

"You seem a bit nervous," Meredith noted.

"Kind of. This whole process is pretty intimidating for me. I hear there's an initiation I have to go through."

Meredith smiled. "You've heard correct."

"Can you at least give me an idea of what's going to happen?" Lisa asked shyly.

"I'm afraid not honey. But don't worry. You'll be in good hands."

"I hope so. God, this is scary."

"Why are you here?" Meredith asked bluntly. "What's the real reason? It has to be more than just professional curiosity. Admit it, you're a secret slut."

"I'm not a slut."

"Then maybe I should have the driver turn this car around and take you back to your apartment.

"Wait," Lisa replied swiftly. "I'm here because I like what you do. I think it's exciting. I want to keep watching you."

"Do you have fantasies of joining in?"

"What do you mean?"

"Do you ever fantasize about being whipped, spanked, or having a strap-on used inside any of your tight holes?" Meredith asked.

"Yes. I have."

A sly grin appeared on Meredith's face. "Of course. I knew you had submissive potential since the day I walked inside of your studio. It's usually the quiet girls that become the biggest sluts"