Part 22
Chapter 100: Persephone
‘Seriously, thank you for rescuing me.’ Persephone said as they crept along the street outside the wall of Tabatha’s house. ‘It really was getting a bit much being used as a battery charger for that bloody woman’s wands. And that fucking elf always had cold hands!’
‘Were you in there the whole time?’
‘Only when I was here on trips obviously. Though I assume the AI was running it when I wasn’t,’ Persephone said.
‘Why did you keep coming back?’ Ellie asked even as she squirmed with pleasure at the thought of being dominated so utterly. ‘Why didn’t you just get another character?’
‘Oh, you know, pride, I suppose. I guess I hoped one day I’d get out and I really liked being a Seductress…up to that point anyway. The chances of ever generating the right stats again were tiny.’
‘One in seven thousand four hundred and twenty,’ Ellie said. ‘I worked it out after I got them.’
Persephone looked at her incredulously. ‘Maths was never my strong point. Anyway, in some ways it was quite enjoyable. Kneeling there looking gorgeous in a state of constant arousal. I have a busy life in the real, it was a sort of escape. I just wish I could have had the occasional orgasm.’ She put a hand on Ellie’s shoulder. ‘Look, I don’t want to be a pain but I really am very horny. Would you mind…helping me out?’
Ellie stopped and turned, looking at the dark eyes and the handsome face, her own body was tingling with desire; a mix of the excitement of the rescue, the Experience and her own quickening needs.
‘I might be persuaded.’
‘This is a cool outfit.’ Persephone traced a finger down one of the straps of Ellie’s costume. ‘And then there’s this.’ She touched Ellie’s collar. ‘Are you sub or dom?’
‘I’m still working on it,’ Ellie said, feeling her body tingle at the other Seductress’ touch.
Persephone slid her hand into Ellie’s bra and teased her nipple. ’I love nipple rings.’ Her eyes widening at what she had found. ‘I think these make you a sub.’ She used the ring to pull Ellie closer. ‘And I can be very dominant.’
‘We are in the middle of the street.’ Ellie glanced round.
‘There’s nobody around.’ Persephone leant in still holding Ellie’s nipple ring, her lips brushing Ellie’s. ‘You could go down right here.’
‘You’d be surprised.’ Ellie avoided another kiss. She’d seen three figures slip past them in the shadows already. It was dark; Thieves, Assassins and others were no doubt all around them. She leaned in to whisper in the other girl’s ear. ‘There’s a Thief in the shadows to your right.’
‘I’m pretty extrovert.’ Persephone rubbed her sex against Ellie.
‘Perhaps I should call him over.’
‘Not interested.’ Persephone pouted. ‘I’m a fully paid up lez. Not at all interested in cock.’
‘Alright.’ Ellie held up a hand and stepped back. ‘But not here.’
‘You have a place we can go?’ Persephone was still playing with Ellie’s nipple rings.
‘We can go to Goldie’s.’
Persephone looked unsettled for the first time stepping away from Ellie.
‘What?’ Ellie was surprised by the reaction.
‘I can’t go to Goldie’s.’
‘But it's the ideal place. Somewhere women can go…’
‘Not me.’ Persephone looked as if she might cry and turned away.
‘Why not?’
‘It’s complicated.’ The brunette looked from side to side as if searching for an escape route.
‘We’re going to Goldie’s,’ Ellie said with a firmness in her voice, unsure why Persephone would refuse such a haven.
‘Alright.’ The brunette smiled, clearly caught by the Persuasion although she didn’t move.
Ellie took her hand and began to lead her.
‘Those tits must have an effect on your Dexterity.’ Persephone asked as they walked.
‘You’re not the first to ask but the benefits outweigh the disadvantages.’
‘Do you look like this in the real? I mean smaller tits presumably.’
‘No,’ Ellie said.
‘This is sort of me, you know.’ Persephone smiled. ‘I can assure you I look bloody good in a pair of jodhpurs and riding boots.’ She squeezed Ellie’s hand. ‘And I’m very accomplished with the whip.’
‘Mistress.’ Persephone froze at the sight of Goldie.
Her reluctance to enter the Seductress’ bar and brothel had increased as they’d entered the alley and Ellie had resorted to another Command to get her inside.
‘Persephone.’
There was an awkward silence and the Jewell who had greeted them melted discretely into one of the booths to the side of them.
‘I rescued her,’ Ellie said.
‘Did you now?’ Goldie’s gaze was frosty and Ellie felt herself overwhelmed by an awkwardness like that she had felt at their first meeting.
‘Is there a problem here?’ Ellie asked cautiously.
‘I told her not to bring me here,’ Persephone said.
‘I…er, used a Persuasion,’ Ellie said quickly to Goldie. ‘And a Command. I wanted to get her somewhere safe.’
‘And you think she’s safe here?’ Goldie’s tone was as icy as the gaze in her blue eyes.
‘I’m really sorry, Mistress,’ Persephone said, dropping to her knees. ‘Please forgive me.’
‘What…?’
Persephone interrupted her looking up at Ellie with tears in her eyes. ‘I Seduced Charles.’
‘Charles?’ Ellie said then recalled the man in the closet in Goldie’s office. ‘Oh!’ It suddenly all fell into place. ‘But I thought you were a lesbian,’ Ellie said looking at Persephone..
‘I’m also a Seductress and I…needed…some cock,’ Persephone said. ‘I used a Seduction. It was quite easy really, he’s so submissive.’
Ellie looked at Goldie. ‘You had Tabatha kidnap her.’
‘Very perceptive of you,’ Goldie said, the faint glimmer of a smile seeming to thaw her expression. ‘Actually, it was Gygax who did the actual kidnapping.’
‘Please, Goldie…Mistress,’ Persephone said. ‘Don’t send me back. I’ve learned my lesson.’
‘Let’s hope you have.’
Persephone’s orgasm was huge, and the cries from the Seductress who hadn’t cum for nearly two years seemed to shake the entire building. Ellie herself climaxed from the rush of XPs and was almost convinced she’d advanced to Level 7 in one intense session of cunnilingus. Persephone herself sat slumped against the wall of the alcove they’d used and Ellie climbed to her feet, naked now, her wrists cuffed and her breasts throbbing from the other Seductress’ use of the whip on them.
She quite liked the idea of seeing the real Persephone in a pair of jodhpurs.
Stepping into the corridor, she found Maiko naked but very clean. Her hair had been washed and, Ellie saw, cut short presumably because it was so tangled and filthy. She’d probably had some Healing Lotion spread on her skin. She was holding her katana.
‘’Would you mind?’ Ellie turned to present her cuffed wrists.
‘You are very naughty girl,’ Maiko said, releasing Ellie’s wrists. ‘You one who need chastity belt.’
‘Probably, but you’d probably need to keep me gagged too.’
‘Euk.’ Maiko pulled a disgusted face. ‘You covered in girl juice.’
‘I’m told you’ve been sticking your tongue in a few pussies over the last few days.’ Ellie said. ‘And swallowing cock.’
Maiko grinned.
‘So what are you doing now?’
‘I go out.’
‘But you’re naked.’
‘You naked too.’
‘I’m always naked,’ Ellie said. ‘Where are you going.’
‘Maiko go and see Mage before chastity belt put back.’
‘Caliban?’
‘Yes. He very handsome and Maiko no longer virgin. Maiko want meet him again.’
‘Want me to come with you?’
‘What?’ Maiko said in disgust. ‘You pervert? Want to watch us fuck?’
Ellie stepped back more than a little shocked by Maiko’s language. ’I was thinking I could look after you.’
‘Honey! I Level 4 Ninja Assassin,’ Maiko said patiently. ‘I think I take care of myself.’
‘You are naked.’ Ellie said weakly.
‘But I have this.’ Maiko snatched up her katana and swept past Ellie into the darkness.
A few moments later, Ellie followed, slipping once again through the darkness of the streets of HomeTown. She easily found the Thieves guild again despite being hooded on her way there on her previous visit and in something of a hurry on her way back and had no difficulty evading the guard to climb inside through an upstairs window.
Chapter 101: The Thief and her Lover
‘Last time we met, you promised me a spanking.’ Ellie pushed back her hood and Othella’s eyes widened in recognition. ‘But perhaps I’ve come to give you one.’
‘I could call my guard.’
‘You mean the blonde girl in the corridor outside your room?’
The confidence on Othella’s face faded for a moment. ‘You’d better not have hurt Mishka.’ It was clear that her concern for the girl outweighed the vulnerability of her own position. The Mistress of Thieves had been sleeping, naked in her bed when Ellie had woken her.
‘She has a bump on the head but other than being a little tied up at the moment she’s fine.’
Ellie had been sorry to have to knock her out as she had been the one who’d tried to restrain Scargo in her first encounter with the guild.
‘She’s a good girl that one. Very capable.
Othella smiled, recovering her poise. ‘You may have made progress but you’re still one of the Levelled and I’ve Sublimed. ‘I think I could take you in a fair fight, or an unfair one for that matter.’ She folded her arms across her chest.
‘You’re naked and unarmed and I’m armed and armoured.’
‘So I see.’ The Thief’s tone showed her appreciation as her eyes roamed over Honey’s body and her black leather outfit.
‘You know you want to,’ Ellie said.
‘Tie you up and spank you?’
‘I was going to suggest the other way around.’
‘Were you now?’ Othella raised an eyebrow. ‘You do know I have company?’
It was Ellie’s turn to feel unsettled and she glanced around the room holding her dagger out in front of her.
‘Oh, you’re quite safe,’ Othella said. ‘She’s in no position to threaten you.’
The Thief went to the foot of her bed and lifted the lid of the ottoman to reveal a dark haired woman in very tight bondage. Ellie could make out a single sleeve and some sort of head harness, the woman was on her knees, folded inside the chest.
Othella lowered the lid. ‘She’s still upset about those earrings you know.’
‘That’s Claudia?’ Ellie said, recalling the name, surprise evident in her voice.
‘Small world isn’t it?’ Othella said, turning her back on Ellie and bending to pick up something from the floor. ‘Here.’ She tossed a coiled rope towards Ellie.
‘Assassin’s cord.’
‘Yes. Well, if a job's worth doing...' Othella turned and crossed her wrists behind her back. ‘Don’t be shy. I promise not to try anything naughty as long as you tell me all about that raid on the Gordian Palace.’
‘How did you know that was me?’
‘Do I really need to answer that?’ There was humour in Othella’s voice. ‘I have to warn you, it’s been a while. Claudia’s such a pussy, I always end up being the dom when she’s in town and much as I love a night at Goldie’s, her doms can be a bit predictable.’
Ten minutes later, the Head of HomeTown Thieves’ Guild lay across Ellie’s lap. Her wrists were bound behind her back, her elbows too.
‘So,’ Othella said as Ellie’s hand stroked her bare bottom. ‘Tell me all about it.’
Ellie’s hand fell on the firm brown skin with a slap that gave her a tingle of pleasure.
‘Well,’ she said. ‘I did have a little help.’
Slap.
She told the story of the robbery and their escape as she repeatedly slapped the thief’s bottom, then Othello dropped to her knees, called her Mistress and licked her out. She was good and Ellie was only too happy to return the favour, taking a strap on that was lying on the floor and, with Othella kneeling by the bed, bringing her to orgasm twice as she played with the woman’s breasts.
‘So.’ Othella said as they lay together, the Thief still bound. ‘What did you really come here for?’
‘Maybe a little revenge,’ Ellie said, teasing the brown nipples with her fingers.
‘And?’
‘And there’s a favour I need.’
‘A favour?’ You break into my bedroom, tie up my guard - she’ll have enjoyed that by the way though she won’t be happy it happened when she was on watch - then you tie me up and spank me and make me lick you out and now you want a favour.’
‘You did get my personal services for free.’ Ellie said. ‘I’m very good.’
‘So what do you need.’ The Thief rolled onto her side to look at Ellie.
‘I need you to...’ Ellie said stopping when she found she couldn’t articulate the words. ‘What I need is...' Again her voice seemed to stop working. ‘This...' She tried but again the words seemed to lodge in her throat.
Othello looked at her expectantly.
‘It doesn’t matter,’ Ellie said. ‘I clearly need permission to...' Again she stopped. ‘I have to go unless you’d like another spanking.’
‘I’m good,’ Othella said. ‘And I should probably let Claudia out. She’ll be sorry to have missed your visit.’
Ellie stood and stretched.
‘Are you going to untie me?’ Othella asked sitting up.
‘I thought I might cut Mishka’s bonds as I leave. I’m sure she’ll come in to free you.’
‘I think the two of you would get on,’ Othella said. ‘Make sure you keep in touch.’
‘I’ll be sure to look her up next time I visit.’
Chapter 102: Farewells
‘Wow, mum.’ Ellie said. ‘Is that a new costume?’
Her mother gave her a stern look but said nothing. She was dressed in shiny black leather, a bandeau style top and a little leather skirt. She wore Roman style sandals in her feet with leather thongs wound up her legs. Fingerless gloves. Her skin was oiled and glistening and she wore a muted pink lipstick and eyeliner. Her finger and toe nails glistened with pink varnish.
‘I think I’ve found my look.’ Amanda smiled, turning the show off her costume and her body.
‘You’re coming back then?’
‘By Artemis tits I am!’ Amanda said, unable to suppress a laugh at what she’d just said.
Ellie stepped in closer. ’I heard your date didn’t turn up,’ she said in a low voice, ‘and that you were upset.’
Amanda frowned. ‘How did you hear that?’
‘The innkeeper at The Pleasure Dome.’
‘Ah.’
‘Did he say anything else?’ Amanda said a little guardedly.
‘Something about a certain Adventuress punching the Master of Assassins and ending up in the pillory.’ She leaned in and whispered ‘I can’t remember. Do Adventuresses get XPs for being used as sex toys?’
‘I’m back up to Level 5.’ Amanda said. ‘And yes, they do but not as much as Seductresses or I’d probably be Level 8.’
‘He also said something about you going to a temple.’
‘It’s an Adventuress thing,’ Amanda said. ‘We’re supposed to make an offering to Artemis to atone for our sins. It’s not very interesting.’
Ellie chose to ignore her mother’s sly smile. ‘So will you be seeing this…Luci again?’ She asked.
‘I hope so.’ Amanda held up a small tag like the one Ezio had given Ellie. The one that still dangled from her left nipple.
‘Wow!’
‘How did you and Katana Girl get on?’ Amanda asked, grinning. ‘That outfit is pretty hot too.’
Ellie was wearing her black leather dominatrix gear.
‘Though the collar is a bit of a contradiction.’
‘Yeah, about that…. I...' Again she couldn’t say it.
‘Is that...' Amanda looked at it closely. ‘Is that the Collar of Obedience.’
‘Yes,’ Ellie said, emboldened by her mother’s deduction.
‘And did you mean to be wearing it?’ Amanda said.
‘Er...' Again she couldn’t speak.
‘Did you mean to be wearing it now?’
‘No!’ She squeezed the word out. It wasn’t subverting Elio’s will.
Amanda reached into her pouch and drew out her lock-picks. ‘I did this once before, I can do it again.’ She reached out and fiddled for a moment.
The lock clicked.
‘Thanks, mum.’ Ellie said, throwing her arms round Amanda’s neck. ‘You don’t know what a relief that is.’
‘I think we’d better get rid of this, don’t you?’
‘Yes.’
Amanda tossed it into the street.
‘And you, Katana Girl.’ Amanda said. ‘Did you have a good time with Ellie?’
Maiko stood looking entirely respectable once more holding her katana. Beneath her kimono was the chastity belt which Ellie had used a Persuasion to get her to accept when she’d returned from her tryst with Caliban. There was one important difference now. Inside the chastity belt were the Wands of Desire that Persephone had been ‘charging’ when Ellie had rescued her. So far, Ellie thought, judging by the look on Maiko’s face, the charge was holding up well.
‘I got haircut.’ Maiko said, running a hand through her now short hair.
‘It looks good.’ Amanda said.
‘Thank you, Amazonne-san.’ Maiko said bowing slightly. ‘We have good time.’
‘Really?’ Amanda looked uncertainly back at Ellie. ‘What else did you get up to?’
Ellie and Maiko looked at each other and Ellie put her finger to her lips. ‘Shhh.’
‘We have good time,’ said Maiko. ‘And Ellie got Level 6.’
Amanda’s mouth began to move but at that moment there was a hiss and pop of magic and three figures appeared: Battle Babe, Valkyrie and Bu-Shi-Doll.
As Maiko went to pay her respects to her grandmother Amanda beckoned Honey towards her.
‘I know you had a good time, darling.’
‘What?’
‘You have rope burns on your wrists.’ Amanda leaned in and whispered. ‘And I can see your nipple rings.
Ellie blushed and shrugged.
‘Did Maiko…?’ Amanda kept her voice low this time and gestured towards the little Japanese girl.
‘Oh, yes.’ Ellie grinned. She glanced at Maiko. There was a flush on her cheeks and she gathered her mother saw it too. ’You remember what Wands of Lust are, I take it.’
Amanda held her hand to her mouth.
‘Inside her chastity belt.’
Amanda grinned broadly. ‘How?’
‘Level 6,’ Ellie said.
Stepping quickly away from her mother, Ellie went to say her farewells to Battle Babe who was standing with Val. She noticed that the blonde had not made any move to speak to Amanda.
‘You’re glowing,’ said Ellie looking at the big black Warrior.
BB sighed. ‘Been putting it off for a long time but getting killed and coming back pushed me over the edge. I've reached Level 10. I’m going to have to Sublime.’ She sighed.
‘What will you do?’
‘Fuck knows,’ the Warrior said. ‘Actually, I do. I’m going to become a Paladin…
‘You believe in a god?’ Ellie had heard her pleas to Mithras and Mars in the lead up to battle but had never seen any other signs of religion.
‘Some of them...' BB smiled. ‘I just haven’t found the right one yet and...' She paused. ‘That will be my Quest. I’m going to wander the badlands and see which one will take me.’
‘I’ll miss you.’ Ellie held up her hand, the light from BB was becoming brighter.
‘I’m gonna miss you too, Honey,’ the warrior said. She hesitated for a moment and then hugged Ellie fiercely. ‘Don’t you dare tell anyone.’
Ellie hugged her back then turned to Val.
‘You ok, Val?’
Val’s steely blue eyes narrowed and she looked at Amanda.
‘You two need to talk,’ Ellie said glad that Honey had come to her rescue at this time.
‘We have to talk.’ Val said, still looking at Amanda.
Ellie realised she hadn’t meant to use a Persuasion.
Val turned to Battle Babe. ‘Thanks Beeb.’ She held out a hand and Battle Babe took it. ‘It’s been a pleasure Val.’ The warrior said cordially. ‘You’ll make a good clan chief one day.’
‘Thanks.’ Val turned towards Amanda.
‘Honey?’
Ellie turned.
Maiko stood behind her. ‘We meet again soon,’ she said. ‘Go on adventure together next time.’ She held out a gif with her details on.
‘I’ll call you when I get home,’ Ellie said, taking the gif and clipping it to her nipple ring beside Ezio’s.
‘And we arrange adventure,’ Maiko said seriously, though Ellie could still see the flush in her cheeks.
‘We might need a little more firepower,’ Ellie said.
‘I can bring Mage,’ Maiko said.
‘I can bring one too,’ Ellie said. ‘Well, an Artificer anyway. I might rustle up a Thief too.’
The two hugged and Ellie immediately steeled herself against the urge to kiss her friend on the lips. There were a lot of things she was going to miss about Fantasia X. Disentangling herself from Maiko she turned to face Bu-Shi-Doll and putting her fist in her palm, bowed deeply.
‘Domo arrigato, Bu-Shi-San.’
The samurai bowed back, holding out her sword and Ellie turned away to hide her tears.
Epilogue
As Ellie emerged into the arrivals area of Malaysia International Airport she was wearing a short black dress that was very similar to the one worn by illusory Honey that had met Ezio on her return to Thoth. She wore a black choker too and heels too, though not stockings this time. Four months after her trip to Fantasia X, Ellie’s wardrobe now contained a number of items that Ezio would have recognised as the clothes favoured by Goth-Ellie. She was wearing make up too; kohl black around her eyes and just a little blusher on her cheek. The only real difference was that her lipstick was black rather than bright red.
Ellie’s image wasn’t the only thing to change after her trip to Fantasia X although perhaps it was part of the process. She spent more time with her peers at college too, going out more, dancing and clubbing and even just ‘hanging out’. She was still top of her stats class but the distance she’d previously maintained had vanished and she’d discovered that those who glanced her way before were more than willing to admit her to their friendship groups.
Things had changed at home too. Two days after she and Amanda returned from Fantasia, her father had appeared on the doorstep and literally camped there for a day and a half before Amanda had finally relented and let him come inside. It hadn’t been the smoothest of reunions, voices had been raised and, intermittently, objects thrown. Amanda had clearly realised at some point that Lucius was Luci - both male and female versions and there had then been recriminations about his (or her) failure to turn up in Thoth as promised. However, he had stayed and Ellie was glad although there was once again the risk that she would walk in on her mother in a compromising position.
The opposite was also true. While Ellie wasn’t Honey with the constant sexual craving that involved, her adventures in Fantasia had left their mark and one one notable occasion her mother had come home early from the new job to almost discover Ellie playing with her nipple clamps wearing nothing save a leather collar, cuffs, her mother’s toe boots and a ball gag. She had nearly tripped running to her room but somehow had managed to hide her indiscretion.
She’d repeated it too.
Ezio, or rather Torvic as he was here, was easy to spot in the crowds of holidaymakers and locals dressed colourfully in a mix of sari’s, kurta pyjamas and Hawaiian shirts. He wore a long black coat reminiscent of his leather Artificer’s coat, dark trousers and motorcycle boots. The coat hung open revealing his bare chest with what looked like a mock up of his Artificer tattoo. His hair had grown longer since she’d first seen him on a video call and was now worn in a ponytail.
He spotted her immediately, a nervous smile spreading across his face as she approached and anxiety fluttered in her belly.
She wondered if she should kiss him but didn’t.
There was a moment of awkward silence as they looked at each other then he lifted the tape behind which he was standing to allow her to duck underneath.
‘Good flight?’ he asked.
‘Yeah, fine.’
‘It’s great to see you.’ He paused. ‘In the flesh I mean.’ His eyes roved over her. ‘You look good.’
He was thinner in the face than he looked on the video calls and his eyes seemed more oriental than she’d thought. He was also a lot more handsome in the flesh.
‘Even with my clothes on?’ she said with a smile and they both glanced around to see if anyone had overheard them but there were other more effusive reunions taking place all around them.
Her comment broke the tension and they hugged.
He certainly was pleased to see her and Ellie smiled secretly to herself.
‘No luggage?’ he asked suddenly, breaking away to cover his erection.
‘Just this.’ Ellie held up her little black satchel. It contained a sundress, make up and toiletries and a gold bikini her mother had given her which she still wasn’t sure she had the courage to wear.
‘You travel light,’ he said with a grin, taking her hand. ‘Come on.’
He led her out of the arrivals hall into the rising heat and humidity of the tropical morning. They crossed a car park and he led her down a line of motorcycles. His was a small scooter, old and battered standing among the line of gleaming two wheelers. He looked at her apologetically.
‘This is mine, I’m afraid.’ he said.
She smiled. ‘It looks fine to me.’
He climbed on and she slid astride behind him slipping her hands round his waist, feeling the firmness of his body.
‘Have you been working out?’ She asked.
‘You said you didn’t want a wimpy boyfriend.’
‘I approve, I like the tattoo too.’
‘It’s not real,’ he said. ‘My parents would kill me if I got a tattoo.’
‘We can pretend.’ She slid her hands down below his waist.
His cock was stiff again.
‘I’m guessing you missed me.’
‘Yes.’ She squeezed his cock and then lifted her hands to his waist again.
They drove out onto the freeway and down towards the ocean between palm trees and bougainvillaea to the coast road where Ellie could see white topped breakers flowing like streamers on the blue water. The day warmed quickly but the coastal breeze and the wind from their journey helped keep them cool.
It was idyllic and she couldn’t help leaning in, pressing her cheek against his back.
After some twenty minutes they crossed a bridge to a smaller island and then he pulled off the road onto a deserted beach that was largely in the shadow of the palm trees.
‘This is where you live?’ she asked, feeling slightly nervous suddenly.
‘No but it’s a quiet beach.’ He climbed off the scooter. ‘Nobody comes here in the morning.’
‘And we’re here because…?’ She climbed off too, putting the bike between him and her.
‘I thought we could go for a walk.’
‘Oh.’ Ellie felt suddenly foolish. ‘Yes, but…let me change first.’
‘Ok.’
Ellie disappeared into the bushes and a few moments later appeared looking more confident than she felt in her mother’s gold bikini.
Torvic’s jaw dropped open and he mouthed something under his breath that, with her limited Malaysian, Ellie thought might be a swear word. She couldn’t help but smile.
‘You like it?’ she asked knowing he did.
‘How…? What…?’ He spluttered. ‘You have pierced nipples.’
She grinned, elated by his response to her appearance.
‘I seem to recall you put them there.’ She laughed. ‘Would you like a closer look?’ She reached behind her head and undid her bikini to letting it fall to bare her breasts. Silver rings glinted in the sunlight.
She walked towards him undoing the other bow too so the garment fell away. ‘I take it you remember or do you go round piercing a lot of girl’s nipples?’
She’d only had them done a week ago and her nipples were still a little sensitive but then they often were these days with her newly discovered interest in BDSM games.
‘I remember...’ he stammered then glanced around.
‘You did say this beach was deserted in the morning.’
He nodded.
‘Then I can show you my tattoo as well.’
He only seemed able to nod and Ellie turned to show the rose with its exaggerated thorns and a drop of blood turning to a heart shape as it fell inked into her left buttock.
‘It’s black,’ he observed.
‘You told me you liked Honey’s dark sister.’ She lifted her gaze to meet his and pushed her bare breasts forward. It hadn’t been something she meant to do but, just as avatars in Fantasia exhibited characteristic movements of those controlling them, so Ellie had returned with a few of Honey’s mannerisms.
He clearly recognised it and she saw him swallow.
Something else she’d got from Honey, a more nuanced understanding of how to read body language and a small understanding of how to turn a situation to her advantage.
‘So magic boy.’ She took another step forward. ‘Do you think you can handle her?’
His eyes were wide open and so was his mouth then, seeming to recover his senses, he nodded.
‘Good.’ Ellie reached down and undid the strings at the side of the bikini bottom letting it fall away revealing the thin strip of black hair that was all the briefs hid. Then she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss.
After a moment she felt him relax, most parts of him at least; part was noticeably stiffer and she pressed herself against it.
‘So.’ She took a breath. ‘Just how deserted is this beach?’
‘We won’t be disturbed.’ She said with a grin and then, reaching into the pocket of his coat, he produced a pair of handcuffs.
It was Ellie’s turn to feel surprise and just a little fear.
‘You do have the keys, right?’
‘Of course.’
She took a deep breath but knew there was nothing she could do to stop herself. She’d enjoyed bondage several times since getting back from Fantasia but only by her own hand and she felt a stab of need that reminded her of the quickening. Before she could change her mind, she turned and offered him her wrists.
The pleasure as the cuffs ratcheted shut sent a shiver through her body, the like of which she hadn’t felt since she had been Honey.
‘Oh, God,’ she gasped.
It was at that moment that her phone buzzed in her bag. She was going to ignore it but it was her mother’s ringtone.
‘Get that for me would you, Ez…Torvic.’
He scrambled in her bag, feeling for her phone and pulled it out accepting the call.
‘Ellie?’ It was Amanda’s voice.
‘Hello, Mrs Trapp,’ Torvic said. ‘Ellie’s just here.’ He held up the phone to Ellie’s face.
‘Hi, mum,’ Ellie said as casually as she could for a naked girl on a beach in a new country with her hands cuffed behind her back.
‘Just checking you got in ok,’ Amanda said.
‘Yes, mum. The ballistic landed about an hour ago and Torvic met me at the airport.
‘Good.’
Ellie saw her mother wince and the image of her face wobbled then she noticed Amanda was red faced and sweating while Torvic came to stand beside her holding the phone so it showed just Ellie’s face and his own.
‘Are you ok, mum?’
‘Yes, fine.’
There was a strain in her voice and her mother’s hair was wet; Ellie caught a glimpse of a bare shoulder and something black; there was something shiny and red under her chin.
‘Is dad there?’
‘Hi, Honey.’ She heard her dad’s voice and saw the image wobble again.
‘Is mum ok?’
‘She’s fine, Honey.’
Amanda let out a squeak and the image shifted abruptly, the phone clearly falling to reveal a glancing image of Amanda’s body, naked save for a leather harness and her breasts capped with weighted nipple clamps; the red ball of a gag under her chin, a black leather collar.
‘Lucius!’
‘Sorry.’
She caught a glimpse of Amanda’s body from beneath, bent forward at the waist, arms stretched vertically behind her back in a single sleeve, legs spread with a four foot spreader bar locked to black leather ankle cuffs.
Ellie glanced at Torvic but knew he had seen the whole thing.
There was an awkward silence.
‘I can see you’re busy,’ Ellie said. ‘I’ll let you get on with it.’
‘Thanks, Honey.’ Her father’s face filled the screen. ‘You take care now.’
‘Sure, dad,’ she said, then added. ‘You know mum’s got a thing for anal beads.’
‘Ellie!’ Amanda’s voice was shrill.
Ellie looked at Torvic. ‘Could you hang up?’ she whispered.
There was a moment’s pause. ’Yeah, sure.’ He seemed a little slow.
‘Honey?’ Amanda’s voice was there again. ‘Why can’t you do it?’
Ellie looked at Torvic.
‘I’m wearing handcuffs, mum.’
‘What?’ Amanda’s voice rose in pitch again. ‘You haven’t been arrested?’
‘No, mum,’ Ellie said patiently. ‘I haven’t been arrested.’ She paused. ‘Why would you ask that?’
‘Your mother was always being arrested. She went on a lot of protests.’ Lucius said.
‘You didn’t have to tell her that, Lucius.’ Amanda snapped. ‘Let me see her.’
The image changed again and Amanda’s face reappeared although the view now showed her breasts clearly and the nipple clamps and the straps of the single sleeve.
‘Ellie are you naked?’
‘Just a little bit.’
‘Ellie!’
‘I’m fine, mum. There’s nobody around.’ Even as she said it, she glanced from side to side. ‘I was wearing your bikini but it sort of fell off.’
‘Yeah, it did that quite a lot when your mum wore it.’ Lucius added helpfully, earning a glare from Amanda.
‘Look, Mum, I have to go.’ Ellie flashed a smile. ‘Enjoy your trip to Fantasia. Love you both.’ She nodded to Torvic who cancelled the connection.
‘You weren’t kidding when you said your mum was into bondage,’ he said with a grin.
‘Maybe that’s where I got the idea from,’ she said.
She felt him press himself more firmly against her, his free hand coming up to cup her right breast, his fingers playing with the ring.
‘I really like these,’ he said. ‘But you didn’t get them just for me?’
‘Not just for you.’ Ellie squirmed at the effect those teasing fingers were having on her newly pierced nipple.
‘And the tattoo?’
She heard him drop the phone onto her satchel.
‘That was mostly for me.’ Ellie gave a little gasp as his other hand started to play with her other nipple ring.
Despite her exploration of self bondage, nothing had given her this sort of pleasure since leaving Fantasia. She recalled the quickening and her desire now felt suddenly like a need. She realised she was panting, her nipples tingling, skin flushing, her sex starting to drool. She pressed herself against Torvic, very aware now of his erection.
His hand started to slip down her belly.
‘This dark Seductress thing.’ he said, his fingers brushing the little dark patch of fuzz over her lower belly. ‘I mean…do you prefer to be…dominant?’
‘Sometimes.’ She squirmed, her voice was unsteady. ‘Don’t keep me waiting, Magic-boy.’
He kissed her bare shoulder.
‘Of course not, Mistress.’
FIN