B & D ACADEMY 2 | free bondage story

The gallop only lasted a few hundred yards but that was more then enough for Mariko and Courtney. It was all they could do to hold on by pressing their knees into the sides of the saddle. The stirrups were attached to the saddle with stiff, leather covered Fiberglas pieces. The use of these were two fold, one was so that the girls could not pull their feet upwards to try to get at their boots but also so that they would have a firm base to hold on to as they didn't have any hands to grip the reins. They were left with enough leg room so they could stand and sit in the saddle as need be during the ride. Both girls became adept at this very quickly. ("Natural riders." as Allison was to say.)

"Isn't it exhilarating to do that!" Allison shouted to the girls as she reined her horse down to a trot, with Thunder and Cyclone instantly responding to the change of pace of Allison's gray mount. Mariko nodded weakly in response but Courtney didn't respond at all because she was too busy screaming and struggling to hear the question. Under the circumstances Allison didn't seem to mind.

The horses trotted on along a trail laid out through rolling hills and past thick woods. The early morning air was still brisk from the night and the last remnants of dew was evaporating in the sun. Allison was in her glory in this environment, the great outdoors, on top of her favorite horse, the quiet of the countryside, her own personal captive audience to listen to her lectures about everything from corporate takeovers to the proper way to prepare tea. Allison seemed to have opinions on everything, (even things she knew very little about) and she always loved a good argument, so long as she won. She found the best way to always come out on top was to be sure that her opponent was just like Mariko and Courtney, intelligent, eloquent, confident, informed, and securely gagged and bound. It understandably took some of the challenge away, but Allison preferred the sure thing, winning at any cost was more her style. So Allison began her lecture about everything, after informing her new pupils that there would be a quiz when they got back. Mariko glanced over at Courtney, she had recovered from the gallop quite well and was busy looking around at the countryside. Eventually, Courtney glanced back at Mariko and then their eyes met. Courtney motioned at Allison's back with her eyes then scowled at her and rolled her eyes in Mariko's direction. Mariko was relieved that her friend had not gone off the deep end as she had feared. Mariko tried to smile to her friend in return but the bit gag was so tight she couldn't do much more then change the grimace on her face slightly. Courtney nodded in return and she grimaced too, then rolled her eyes again about the futility of it all.

The girls were having a wonderful time as the horses plodded along, making faces at Allison's back as she continued to preach about everything. They always managed to be quick enough to look attentive every time Allison would turn around to emphasize a point but after a time they tired of this game and kind of retreated into themselves and their misery. The Ben-Wa balls were causing Mariko untold discomfort. As a result of her exertion while they had endured their gallop, the balls had slid down enough so that one was exposed to the rubber of the pants. Every time Mariko would miss a beat on the motion of the horse she would hit the saddle hard, it sent quivers from one ball to the other, then to the other and then of course, to her. Something like those toys that used to be a common fixture on corporate president's desks. The stimulation was having the disconcerting effect of making her body betray her. She had expected no less. And really, the sensations weren't all THAT unpleasant! Just very distracting. The rubber lining on the britches held everything in so combination of her perspiration and arousal was making things pretty warm, wet and squishy. Yep, really, really distracting... On the other hand, when they had first put the shirt on her, she had figured that the breast holes were there for the obvious reason. Then when they had put the sweater on her covering the holes she was totally confused. Now though, she was beginning to realize their true function. Although Mariko had never been particularly well endowed in the breast department, She had always needed to wear a bra. Now, without a bra, on a bouncing horse, her boobs were having a field day, moving up and down with the motion of her mount. With each upward motion her nipples slid upwards across about three inches of Shetland wool. Then they followed the same path downward, then upward, then downward. At first this was not so bad, the stimulation caused her nipples to harden and become very sensitive. (a somewhat pleasant situation when combined with what was going on between her legs.) But soon she had had more then enough of the wool, but the horse continued along the trail. Upward, then downward went the horse, upward and downward she went. Her nipples began to get very sensitive as the sweater seemed to get coarser and coarser. Upward, downward. Soon, it became almost unbearable, Mariko tried every position she could think of to move her breasts away from the clingy sweater but none helped. Mariko was sure the tips of her nipples were being slowly scratched away, she expected to see blood any moment but it didn't appear. She looked over at Courtney and could clearly see a tear roll down her cheek, No matter how much discomfort Mariko was in, she realized that Courtney was even in worse shape as her breasts clearly bounced four or five inches. Mariko could only close her eyes and wish that they would get where they were going, but her wishes weren't going to be granted for some time, they just continued to bounce along, Up and down, up and down...

The equestrians eventually reached the top of a hill were Allison stopped her monologue and all three horses. From this vantage point the three girls could look down to a small, sheltered pond, surrounded by rocky outcroppings and moderately thick woods. Mariko and Courtney were just grateful to stop and relieve the rubbing on their tingling tits and were not very interested in admiring the view. Allison broke the silence, "I just love this place, whenever I need to be alone I pack up a lunch, and head out here. Just to swim and think and relax." Mariko wondered for a moment if Allison considered herself alone right now. "C'mon!" she said, as if the girls weren't going to follow one way or the other. She prodded her mount down the trail towards the lake. She stopped at a small grassy clearing that was among the trees surrounding the lake. From horse back it was possible to see the lake about 100 yards away but standing on the ground it was unlikely that they would get that view. Allison moved the horses under the limbs of a huge tree. Then, standing up in her saddle, she reached up above her head and searched among the leaves for something. This produced the end of a rope that looped over a pulley that was attached to the tree limb in a secure notch. Allison backed her horse up next to Mariko and tied the end of the rope to the clip on her back. She then rode her horse over to another tree and tied it there with Courtney's horse still tied to the pommel. Allison approached Mariko and removed the wing nuts from her heels and lifted her feet out of the stirrups. Mariko moved and stretched her legs for the

"Don't go away!" she warned with a wagging finger as she turned to look after Courtney.

The two girls stood stiffly at attention as Allison graciously attended their disheveled clothing, tugging Mariko's jacket down and straightening Courtney's tie and sweater.

"You can dress them up, but you can't take them anywhere!" Allison scolded with a smirk, she had caused all the problems with her unique dismounting technique. She then went over to her horse, leaving the girls standing under the tree, and returned with a check tablecloth and two picnic baskets. She spread the cloth on the ground at the girls feet and sat down. She rummaged about in one of the baskets and pulled out a bottle of wine and a glass. Using a corkscrew she opened the bottle and pored herself a glass of the wine and took a long sip.

"Ahh! I needed that!" she said as she laid back and looked up at the two girls who looked longingly at the wine. (or probably anything else wet.) "You can have some of this when and if I say! and not before!" Allison said, then continued "We do have something to discuss now though..." With that, Allison opened the other picnic basket and removed four pieces of thin cord. She looped one around Courtney's right knee and then put it around Mariko's left knee. When it was tied off both girls had one knee welded to her partners other knee, left knee to right. Then Allison tightly tied their matching ankles together. They were prepared for a three-legged race... Almost. Allison tied a cord around their elbows where they touched then added another cord from one outside elbow to the other across both of their chests pulling them together. She then knelt and loosened the hobbles out to 10 inches or so.

"Follow me please!" She said as she walked over to her horse. Mariko and Courtney tried to obey but they found that the awkwardness of their bondage combined with their high heels on the grass made movement almost impossible. Allison returned to where the two Siamese twins were trying to develop some coordination and stood before them with her feet spread wide and her hands behind her back.

"So! you're going to be disobedient too!" she said. Both girls tried to apologize profusely, but all they could manage was a little blubbering through their gags.

"No, no, it's all right, I understand about this position..." She said comfortingly to the girls. "What I really want to discuss..." Allison said with an air of confidentiality, "... is how impolite it is to make fun of someone behind their back... especially considering your position!" Mariko and Courtney could feel the color drain from their face as Allison waved her riding crop in front of their faces for emphasis. It looked like this was going to be a awfully one-sided discussion... SNAP!

Allison spent about fifteen minutes walking around the girls alternately snapping them with the crop and scolding them on their behavior during their trip here. She seemed to relish the bound girl's futile attempts at dodging her crop. She would fake, and the two girls would stumble into each other while trying to swing their rears out of harms way, usually hopelessly too late. While they were trying desperately to regain their balance, Allison would strike. Each sharp *SNAP* was followed by a thoroughly satisfying, although muffled, grunt. Music to Allison's ears. This was turning out to be a lovely day. After a flurry of whacks on their derrieres, Allison suddenly, cheerfully, said "Let's have some lunch!" and started preparing the meal. After securing our heroines first, of course.

The two hapless girls knelt on the edge of the picnic blanket as Allison prepared the meal. Mariko was thankful that Allison had forced them to kneel for now because she didn't think her rear end could take anymore abuse. First the damn saddle then the riding crop. (She didn't want to think about the ride home.) Mariko and Courtney were still tied exactly the same way they had been for their discussion, but with with one exception. They were still joined at the ankles, knees and elbows, but now their hobbles were tightened as well.

The food looked terrific at any rate. Mariko was famished from her busy day so far. She could tell that Courtney shared her feelings from the rumbling sound that came from her stomach. Allison opened the basket and removed a plate of cold chicken, browned to perfection, A plate of potato salad followed, and some thinly sliced lean ham. From a small container of fruit salad she plucked out a melon ball and popped it into her mouth. Mariko could almost taste it! She pulled a Thermos of hot coffee out of the basket and set it aside as she casually sipped on her wine. Other condiments followed, some crispy celery, some sharp Cheddar cheese and crackers.

"Please, anything, something!" Mariko thought as she could feel Courtney leaning forward a little, hoping to get at least a sniff of the delicious food. Out popped a tiny tin of caviar and some crab meat.

"Crab meat!!! Oh, that's my favorite!!!" Mariko moaned to herself.

Mariko could hardly control herself! Allison didn't seem to notice though, as she took a chicken leg and daintily took a bite.

"Hhmmmm... This is the life!" she said "Oh! I almost forgot you two...." Allison actually blushed as she opened the basket up again and withdrew two small square packages wrapped neatly in wax paper. She set them in front of our two starving maniacs. Mariko could only stare in disbelief at the two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches Allison had kindly provided for her guests.

Allison was on her third glass of wine when she finished her meal. She slid across the blanket to where Mariko and Courtney knelt and fumbled with the keys pined to their neckties. She removed one of the keys from each girl and then went around behind them. Mariko's heart leaped at the sound of the padlock on their gags being unlocked, she flinched when Allison pulled it a little tighter to release the catch and she moaned in relief when Allison pulled the bit out of her mouth and removed her derby. Soon both girls knelt on the edge of the blanket opening and closing their mouths and wiggling their tongues. Allison watched this with amusement for a moment, then made the two bound girls open their sandwiches with their own mouths before she began feeding her little slaves the sandwiches. Both girls knew better then look the proverbial "Gift Horse" in the mouth so they accepted the food gratefully and it did do the trick, filling them up nicely. After a drink of water for each of them, Allison sat back and poured herself another glass of wine and began:

"You two don't know how good you have it."

"Oh sure!" thought Mariko. "This is almost paradise..."

After having eaten and seeing Allison in a somewhat relaxed mood Mariko decided to see if she could get herself a little more comfortable.

"Allison, Please, I'm really having some trouble with this tie, it really pinches and I can't breath very well and... and... couldn't you just loosen it a little bit... Just for a minute... Please?" Mariko asked haltingly. Allison seemed to be getting a little drunk on the wine and Mariko decided to take a calculated risk.

"Oh, My! I'm terribly sorry, dear." Allison said as she reached out and loosened the tie and unbuttoned the top button of Mariko's blouse. Courtney looked over at Mariko in amazement.

"Uhm, Mine's kind of tight too... Do you mind?" asked Courtney meekly. "Don't be silly, I took the time to pick it out for you to wear in the first place, do you actually think I'm going to take it off now just because your a little bit uncomfortable?"

"Well, I just thought I'd ask." replied Courtney, disappointed, but relieved that at least for the moment Allison hadn't overreacted, but hoping to change the subject... just in case. Allison took a sip of wine. Then glanced at her watch.

"There, your minutes' up!" she said cheerily to Mariko, and before Mariko could even react, Allison had her buttoned up and knotted up even tighter then before.

"Oh, Swell..." thought Mariko grumpily.

"You guy's don't get it, do you?" Allison continued. "I just love to dress you all up like this. Nice and formal. suits, uniforms..., cute little ties, I just think women are adorable all dressed up in these style clothes. It just exaggerates how cute and vulnerable you look. Now you are my little toys, just like little dolls to dress up anyway I want. It's almost like you're a holiday present, all giftwraped with pretty bows and layers of things that I get to unwrap. I just love that thought. My only problem is that sometimes it's a bitch to find a tie that will match your gag. You know?"

"We should all have such problems..." thought Mariko.

Allison began another lecture. About her career. She had started with nothing and built an empire on her guts and determination. Allison paused and leaned towards the girls. "The one thing that keeps you successful is this..." She said as she tapped her finger on the side of her own head for emphasis. "Brains, my dears, being a little ruthless and getting the job done is what keeps you ahead in the world. That's the bottom line for a man or woman regardless. Allison smiled like she was remembering something pleasant. "See, I figured that out a long time ago, That's why I am where I am today: The owner of a world wide corporation with so damn much money that I don't know what to do with it all..." She said with a snicker, (she just liked how that sounded.) "... and I use it to satisfy my every whim. Look around you..." She said waving her arm to indicate the land they had just traversed. "...all this is mine. And the way I got it was by always staying one step ahead of everyone. I never let anyone ever walk over me. In fact, anyone who ever did me wrong got squashed. Nobody's ever stolen from me and got away with it. Ya know what I mean?" Allison said as she leaned towards her captive audience and sneered menacingly. "Now that you know a little more about me, how about you? Do you two have anything you want to talk to me about? I think you might..." Mariko briefly considered confessing, but Allison's demeanor didn't do a very good job of convincing Mariko of her compassion. The loyalty she had for Ivan Rasovitz was the main reason she had to hold out. He must have discovered her disappearance by now, and would be coming to save her very soon. She only felt bad because Courtney, an innocent bystander, had gotten caught up in this. Mariko was pretty certain that Allison really wasn't sure that they had even done anything. So Mariko figured that if she kept her mouth shut, maybe they would both get out of this mess pretty soon. She resolved that she would only confess to prevent Courtney from taking the whole rap. Having known Courtney for as long as she had Mariko was sure that she would understand, After all, If the roles were reversed, she would try to help Courtney out of the jam. Allison continued to closely examine both her captives faces. This only went to show Mariko that she was still fishing for the truth.

"Okay, fine... You two don't have anything to say now?" Both girls looked at each other and then back at Allison.

"We don't know what you want, really!" Courtney said.

"That's all right... but I'll remind you that I have plenty of time... ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD!... If I remember, maybe I'll ask you about this again next week!" said Allison, "In the mean time just remember, Ve 'Ave Vays Uf Makik Vu Talk!!"

Allison yawned and stood up,

"I think I'll take that little swim now... You girls can take a nap while I'm gone if you want." She took the knife from the blanket and cut the cord binding Mariko and Courtney together. Both girls sighed with relief as they were able to stretch out on their own. Allison allowed them to sit next to each other while she hunted in the second basket for something.

"We do have to make sure nothing disturbs the tranquillity of this place, Don't you agree?" All Mariko could see was the four inch, foam rubber ball Allison had in her hand.

"You don't need that!" Mariko started, but Allison would have none of it. Quick as a wink Allison pounced on her and pressed the ball against her teeth. Mariko fought valiantly to defend the inner reaches of her mouth from the relentless intruder but, in the end, it was to no avail. As soon as the first bit of the foam passed between her teeth she was finished. Allison worked and kneaded the foam until Mariko's mouth was stuffed full of the spongy rubber. Then Allison grabbed a roll of three inch wide adhesive tape and with trained fingers, slapped the end across Mariko's startled mouth. She then pulled the tape taut and wound it all the way around Mariko's head and back across her mouth again. This was repeated three more times with each turn of the tape tighter then the turn before. When she was finished Mariko's entire lower face was covered by the tape. Her cheeks bulged above it and her jaw was distended under it and she could barely make a peep. Courtney fought like a tiger and Allison had a much harder time installing her gag then Mariko's, but installed it was nevertheless. The two mute girls looked at their captor who sat back to finish her fourth glass of wine. Allison picked up everything except the blanket and put it in the basket which she then tied to her horse.

"Well, I'll be back in a while, You two take it easy." She said as she untied the horses and led them down to the lake so they could drink. Mariko waited until Allison had gone out of sight then she sat up and began squealing frantically to Courtney, "Td uboob orgnt td kne!!!!!!, Td uboob orgnt td kne!!!!" It didn't take Courtney long to understand... The boob HAD forgotten the key, The handcuff keys were still pinned to their ties! Here was the crack they had been waiting for!

It took some time but through some desperate (admittedly garbled) communication they managed formulate a plan. At first they tried to remove each other's gags but they couldn't get a grip on the tape with their leather covered fingers so the continued as best as they could. Mariko turned her back on Courtney who struggled up onto her knees. At first Mariko attempted to pull Courtney's tie off so she could get the keys. but unfortunately the safety pin was stuck through both ends of her tie. There was barely an inch of give and Mariko was afraid that she might end up strangling Courtney. On to plan "B". Courtney then tried leaning forward trying to put the dangling keys within Mariko's reach. Mariko had realized that she would have to do this entirely by feel because if she turned her head much at all, her shoulders would follow thus moving her hands away from the keys. Courtney wiggled close to Mariko then leaned. Her balance was precarious to begin with and when she lost it, both girls tumbled, Mariko onto her side and Courtney onto her stomach. Fortunately, neither girl hurt herself so they struggled back up into position to try again. This time Courtney came closer and when she leaned forward she put her head against the back of Mariko's head. It took a moment, but Courtney finally positioned the keys against Mariko's hands. Without thumbs it was hard to get a good grip on the keys so Mariko fiddled until she felt she had a good grip then she grunted to Courtney who lunged backwards trying to rip the pin from the tie. Instantaneously the key slipped from Mariko's fingers and Courtney was in imminent danger of toppling over backwards, she managed to prevent this but she over compensated forward and she crashed into Mariko and they both toppled to the ground again. Another try resulted in the same consequences and still no key. Mariko realized that eventually somebody was going to get hurt this way, so as Courtney was repositioning herself for yet another try (Stubborn girl! thought Mariko) Mariko turned around and with a great deal of mumbling and eye flapping convinced Courtney to hold still this time. Courtney returned to the position where Mariko could get her hand on the pin. Mariko was becoming used to the gloves a little and could even make out the pin's position between her fingers. She got the pin between her first and second fingers and squeezed. The sharp end of the pin moved a little inside it's sheath and Mariko felt a wave of optimism come over her! Then the pin shifted in her grasp and she lost it, but this would work! They tried six more times with each time ending with the pin shifting in Mariko's grasp and re-closing. Eight more tries failed, one where Courtney's curiosity got the best of her and she tried to look down and this shift of weight pulled the key out of Mariko's grasp.

"MHmmlD MMmll!!!" Mariko scolded. Many more attempts failed and Mariko's fingers were cramping up and her anger was building rapidly. Then, more out of frustration then anything else she pinched hard and fast rather then slowly and carefully as she had been and she herd the jingle of the keys as they fell onto the blanket. She spun around and looked right into Courtney's joyous, tape covered face. Both girls squealed with delight and tried to hug each other without their hands.

Mariko moved back and looked at the keys piled on the blanket. Luckily the handcuff key was distinctive so she used her nose to push the other two away from it. She then laid down on her back and felt around for the key. It took a few moments in this awkward position before she managed to find the key and get hold of it. When she had, she sat up and motioned Courtney to lay down on her stomach on the blanket. When Courtney had complied Mariko examined her cuffs. The tiny openings were facing towards Courtney's feet so Mariko positioned herself across the small of Courtney's back propped up on her elbows. The awkward position of her own hands made manipulation of the key a formidable task and Mariko would have given ten years of her life for the use of her thumbs, but she pressed on. By pushing her hands as far out to the side as they would go and by turning her head as far as it could go (ignoring the pull of the tape on her skin) she was able to make out the key and keyhole at the same time. Unfortunately, the closer the key got to the hole the more difficult it was for her to see. For the last six inches she had to go by best guess and it took many misses and several drops before she guessed right. Success! This was it! Their escape was at hand! Many thoughts raced through Mariko's mind, the first was of escape, but then a thought crossed her mind, one of a little revenge before they got away. She pictured Allison dangling by her heels from a tree as Courtney and herself laughed and pushed her back and forth. Yes, revenge would be sweet indeed. Mariko pushed these thoughts to the back of her mind as she turned her concentration to turning the key. She got the key between her first and second fingers and turned. She could see the cuff begin to release and then, Joyously, when Courtney twisted her wrist, it popped open! Free at long last!!! At that very instant, a slender hand reached in past Mariko's head and pressed the cuff closed again before Courtney could even pull her hand out. Allison plucked the key out of the lock, easily avoiding Mariko's desperate efforts to stop her.

"Not bad, Not bad at all!" Allison said looking at her watch. "32 minutes and 18 seconds. That's good enough for second place overall! AND I have it all on film!" She said holding a portable mini video camera up for the girls to see.

Mariko couldn't take it anymore. She had told herself that she could never cry in front of Allison but this was to much. Courtney was rolling around like a mad woman, she had come so close, but for Mariko the tears were the only release. As the two girls handled this setback in their own way Allison was calmly fumbling in the pack she had with her.

"Really, you two were terrific, you should be proud of yourselves. Most of the time I get bored watching, but you two were amazing! It usually takes twenty minutes just to decide who is going to untie who. Fantastic!!" Allison pulled another blanket out of the pack and spread it out on the ground under a tree about ten feet away from the one the girls were on. She returned and dragged Courtney, who was calling Allison every name she could think of, over to the other blanket and dropped her on it. Even with the tight gag anyone could understand what Courtney was attempting to say.

"My, My!... such language! I can see we are going to have to have our mouth washed out with soap tonight eh?" Allison scolded. Courtney couldn't have cared less, she kept up her tirade which was lost somewhere between her brain and that soggy packing in her mouth (more likely the latter). Allison shook her head as she pulled a long piece of rope from her pack and threw it over the tree limb above Courtney's head. Allison calmly pushed Courtney down on the blanket and rolled her onto her stomach. Courtney could guess what was coming next but there was little she could do about it. Allison ran the rope end through the clip holding her hands and pulled the end down between her feet catching the shortened hobble that pined her feet together and pulled back. Courtney looked like a pretzel as her feet were pulled up within inches of her bound hands. Allison tied the end of the cord off where Courtney couldn't possibly reach then walked over to the blanket where Mariko sat still sobbing softly. Allison knelt down and collected up the scattered keys then looked at Mariko.

"It's Okay" she said softly. "I would never have respected you at all if you didn't at least TRY to get away. If it's any consolation, you never had a chance. I've done this type of thing too many times before to screw up now. That's why I changed your gags, With your mouths all taped up there's no way you can use you teeth to bite the pins. As you can see, I don't make mistakes."

Allison returned to Courtney and re-pined the keys back on her tie, then pulled on the free end of the rope taut and tied it off, thus Courtney was doomed to remain in the tight hogtie with only her belly resting on the ground for the time being. Allison returned to Mariko and embellished her bondage with identical results.

"Now that I'm sure that you two will stay out of mischief, I think I will really take that swim now, Ciao!" Mariko struggled around and watched Allison head back the same way she had left earlier. She could hear Allison's steps recede from the camp and she heard the rustling of her friend struggling with her restraints but Mariko was just to exhausted to fight anymore today. The last thing she heard was the cheerful singing of a bird before she was fast asleep.

Mariko awoke to the sound of a horse whinnying. She was still bound as tightly as she had been when Allison had left her. She looked around to see Allison busily moving a horse into position to except a reluctant rider again. Courtney stood on her tip toes, trying to relieve the strain on her shoulders from the hoist rope. Mariko also noticed that Allison had amused herself at Courtney's expense once again. Big, smiling lips had been painted on the tape over her mouth with bright red lipstick. When Cyclone was in position, Allison hoisted Courtney up and secured her in the saddle. Allison returned to Mariko's side and began to loosen the rope. "Did sweetie pie have a nice nappy?" Allison asked teasingly in baby talk. Mariko chose not to respond.

"C'mon! get up! I lost track of the time and we have to get back for dinner! Lets go!" She shouted as she dragged Mariko over to the spot where Courtney had, until recently, stood. She tied the hoist to Mariko's clip and plunked the riding derby back on her head. There was no time for formalities as ten minutes later the three riders were on their way back to the house.

When they arrived at the stables only Lou remained to take the girls down off the horses. He simply pulled them down (after removing the wing nuts.) and stood them to one side as he took all three horses away. Allison went over to the door and turned back to the two girls,

"C'mon you two, I don't have time for your dawdling!" she said as she motioned to the door with her head. Courtney went first and Mariko despondently followed as the two girls followed Allison outside. Parked right outside the door was a Rolls Royce silver shadow convertible. Allison opened the door but prevented the two exhausted girls from entering. She positioned both girls sided by side, with their stomach's pressed against the rear fender of the car. She looped the ankle hobbles through the rings again and pulled their legs together as tight as they would go. Without a word she took hold of Courtney's shoulders and began to push her towards the waiting door but suddenly it seemed she had second thoughts. Allison looked at the gaping door then at Mariko and Courtney and then at the rear of the car. She propped Courtney back against the fender then reached into the car and pressed a small button on the dashboard. Immediately the trunk popped open and both girls moaned simultaneously as they realized exactly how they would be riding. Allison half carried, half shoved the two girls into the trunk. In answer to the two sets of misty, pleading eyes that looked up at her from the trunk, Allison smiled.

"Because I *enjoy* being a pain in the ass, that's why!" she said in response to the unasked question as Mariko and Courtney were plunged into the darkness of the trunk.