B & D ACADEMY 4 | free bondage story

Mariko couldn't believe her eyes as she entered the living room. It was a huge room, much larger then the library. Directly across from the door they had just entered were several over?stuffed couches. Off to their right, the floor was raised by two steps to accommodate a beautiful grand piano in front of some elegant bay windows that overlooked a small patio. Against the far wall next to the doors that opened out into the front hall was a lighted bar complete with many crystal decanters and carafes. Placed strategically near the bar were several big armchairs arranged in a half circle facing towards the couches and our heroines. It was pretty obvious to Mariko and Courtney that there was a party going on here and undoubtedly they were to be the guests of honor, regardless as to whether or not they cared to be. There were several groups of people all around looking at the girls as they stumbled into the room... Sitting around this huge living room were four men and two woman and they seemed very pleased to see the girls even though they made no overt actions towards them. Amazingly, the guest were all SMILING at them!! Mariko only recognized Allison (besides her jailers) but the others seemed to recognize each other as each of the bound girls seemed to head in one particular direction or another.

Sweetcakes made a beeline for an older, (probably in his sixties, although he seemed fit for that age) distinguished looking man who sat in a large armchair by the bar. He watched her approach with an unblinking gaze and a small crooked smile on his face. Behind him leaning on the bar was a stocky, rugged looking man with dark hair who was casually sipping his drink.

The plain girl approached the clearly most handsome of the men in the room. He was tall and dark with a thin mustache and impeccably dressed, he stood now behind the couches. They certainly seemed to Mariko to be an unlikely couple at best.

The blonde girl approached a very casually dressed man seated on the couch. Judging by his dress, this man had to be a rock musician. He wore his hair long, almost to his shoulders and was wearing more gold jewelry then Mariko had owned in in her lifetime.

The two tethered girls went directly to the woman who was seated at the other end of the couch. This woman was probably in her mid forties and she looked awfully bitchy. Mariko decided immediately she didn't like her at all. (Kind of a silly thought, considering how much she enjoyed Allison's company!) Mariko couldn't decide just where to go until she felt a gentle tug on her arm as Ma'am conducted her over to where Allison sat twirling the ice in a Manhattan. Mariko and Courtney stood to one side of Allison as the girls all reached their destinations around the room. Each girl stood quietly at attention for a moment then, in unison, curtsied gracefully in front of their admirers. Mariko and Courtney watched this spectacle in quiet disbelief until they both began to feel somewhat uncomfortable, as if there was someone looking at them. Simultaneously, both girls turned and looked down at Allison who glared back at them for a split second with a look of unmistakable anger. Her expression changed instantly to a warm smile, but the message was clear, Mariko and Courtney felt their faces turn various shades of crimson as they both, in unison and to the best of their abilities, curtsied to Allison.

As the party continued on, both girls stood beside Allison quietly chewing on their gags as they watched what was transpiring around them. The bitchy woman stood and conducted her two girls to the rear of the room where a grand piano sat on a raised section of the floor in front of some huge bay windows that looked out into a formal garden where the moon could be seen rising in the distance.

"Richard, could you help me?" said the woman to the man who had been standing next to the bar, he was so far in the background that Mariko had barely noticed him when she had entered. The man stepped forward to meet the three women at the piano. Richard was a young man with a weathered, handsome face, and rugged features. He walked up to the women with the smooth grace of an athlete and waited quietly at their side. The older woman removed the rope tether from around their necks and guided the Italian girl to a seat on the piano bench. The woman briskly set about removing the chains that pinned the girl's wrists to her thighs. One chain was looped once around her waist where a padlock was threaded through both ends closing the chain tightly around her waist. Before the lock was closed she clipped one end of the other chain to the piano bench and then attached the free end to the girl's new belt, and only then closed the lock.

"Would you please be a love and put Annette up here." said the woman to Richard indicating a place on top of the piano. Richard easily scooped the black girl up in his arms and seated her gently on the piano. He modestly recovered her legs with her long skirt where it had slid off her knee as he lifted her onto her perch.

"Thank you Richard." said the woman as she moved toward Annette and using the tether she had taken from her neck, crossed and tied Annette's ankles. Richard moved back to his place beside the bar.

"You may begin now, Gina." said the woman to the girl seated at the keys who managed to start to play a soft, beautiful love song, despite the outlandish condition she found herself in. Mariko couldn't believe she could play this well with her elbows still bound. The woman reached to Annette's face and slowly peeled the tape off her mouth. Under the tape was a red plastic ball crammed deeply into her mouth and in the center of this ball Mariko could make out a small hole. The woman was fiddling at Annette's mouth for a moment and when she stepped back Mariko could see that she had screwed a matching plastic ring into the hole. Mariko was a little confused by this because now nothing prevented Annette from pushing the ball out of her mouth with her tongue, but for some reason Annette still sat with the ball wedged in her mouth. The woman stood for a moment admiring her work then suddenly reached forward and gripped the ring. With a sudden movement she yanked the ball out of Annette's mouth hard enough for Annette's head to be pulled forward. When Annette raised her head she, without a moment's hesitation, began singing the song Gina was playing on the piano. She came in right in the middle and exactly in time with what Gina was playing. Her voice was beautiful and Mariko was amazed at her range as she continued into the next song Gina started. After a few moments of this the woman held the ball abruptly to her lips and Annette was cut off in mid note as the woman stuffed the ball back into Annette's mouth and walked back to her seat on the couch.

Mariko looked about herself, most everyone was watching Gina play with extraordinary grace and determination. Allison had moved away from Courtney and herself and was now talking with the old man. Sweetcakes had knelt at their feet upon Allison's approach and she remained there with her eyes downcast as they chatted. The plain girl stood with the handsome man who was speaking quietly, privately to her as he absently played with her hair. As Mariko watched them from the distance she was somehow gratified by what she was feeling as she watched, They both stood, looking deeply into each others eyes, it was like they were... were... Well, it was a private moment and Mariko felt like she was a peeping tom intruding on two lovers, so she quickly looked away. A subtle moan caught her attention and she followed the sound with her eyes until her gaze fell upon the blonde girl and the rock star. The blonde was kneeling at the side of the couch on "Rocky's" left. He had, at some point unnoticed by Mariko, locked the open handcuff around her free ankle and was as of now casually rubbing and pinching her right nipple through her sweater. Mariko could not believe that he had managed to find the exact spot where her nipple was located through the bulky wool sweater but it was pretty obvious that he had managed. "Must be radar!" Mariko thought to herself as the blonde struggled and writhed on her knees in front of the man. She struggled like a tiger, her hair flopping all over, first in her face as she lowered her head then behind her head as she threw her head back. Even though her hair pointed straight up out of the top of her helmet it still flounced around her shoulders where it was loose. This whole scene seemed out of sorts to Mariko though, because no matter how hard the girl struggled she never seemed to be quite able to move out of his reach.

"Odd," thought Mariko, "She isn't tied THAT tightly..."

The older woman stood again and went to Annette to remove the ball that she had patiently held in her mouth for all this time. She immediately began singing the chorus to the song, right along in time with Gina. She sang with such vigor and polish that Mariko was sure that she could have done it professionally. (Singing that is!) A amusing picture crossed her mind of Annette, who hops out to stage front and center in a huge stadium filled with screaming teen?agers. Suddenly! a spotlight hits her and the place goes into bedlam, then slowly, out of the shadows comes her lead guitarist (Rocky, of course) who reaches out and peels the tape from her mouth.... "No! No!! NO!!! this is crazy!" Mariko thought as she looked at the beautiful black girl who was still seated on the piano, singing her heart out.

The cocktail hour continued with all the guests talking quietly among themselves and moving slowly from group to group. Allison approached Courtney and Mariko and put her arms around their waists and guided them around the room to conduct the introductions. The first group they approached consisted of the Odd couple and the old man and Sweetcakes.

"May I interrupt?" Allison began. "I would like present my two newest pupils... Courtney Richmond and Mariko Aniko."

"Pupils????" thought Mariko apprehensively.

"Mariko, Courtney... I would like you to meet Sir Reginald Baisterbrook and Miss Kelly McVee and also Dr. Steven Farmington and his lovely wife, Kimberly."

Both Men gallantly acknowledged our heroines and both Sweetcakes and Kimberly executed polite little curtsies.

"Their charmed I'm sure...," finished Allison dryly, speaking for Courtney and Mariko. "As you can see they are very new here and still need to be taught some of our special rules of etiquette, but I'm sure we'll be able to WHIP them into shape..." Everyone chuckled politely at Allison's little joke.

"If you ever need a guest spanker, I will gladly offer my services," said Sir Reginald with a short bow.

"I will definitely take that into consideration Reggie," said Allison.

"My pleasure!" added Sir Reginald.

"Now if you will excuse us, dinner is almost ready and we do have other introductions..." said Allison as she swung both captives around and headed towards the other group of chatting guests seated on the couch. The group consisted this time of the bitchy woman, the rock star and the quiet man. Half sitting, half laying against the rock star's feet was the blonde in the leather helmet. After the introductions, Mariko and Courtney knew that the woman was Helen Krabbe, a name familiar to both of the girls. Helen owned and operated the Emporium, an unbelievably exclusive fashion salon in the heart of New York. Only society's elite were permitted in the front door of that place and usually by invitation only. But when they did enter they would receive the most exacting care imaginable. The designers and tailors would create an exclusive wardrobe especially for each buyer, with each piece designed and constructed by hand for the wearer, and the wearer alone, No two pieces were ever alike. Everything from lingerie to shoes and hats all made, piece by piece by skilled craftsmen to suit the personal taste and style of the wearer. Needless to say it would probably take five years of Mariko's pay just to get a spring wardrobe from the Emporium.

The rock star was Johnny J., the lead guitarist for the band Iron Lung, a hot heavy metal band. Although he was disheveled in his appearance, (not to mention a little repugnant to Mariko) he obviously had some money. He wore several huge, gaudy diamond rings on his fingers and had a matching ring in his ear. Allison introduced Mariko and Courtney to the group, but when she tried to introduce the others she stumbled because she couldn't seem to remember name of the girl who was curled at his feet. For a moment it seemed to Mariko that Johnny couldn't remember either. (besides, he seemed more interested in leering at Courtney) The blond looked up at him hopefully as he looked blankly down at her. Then, after an uncomfortable pause he sniffed.

"Ehrrr, dis is Linda, Right?" he said, glancing down at the prone girl who nodded her head affirmatively.

Mariko had a feeling that she would have said yes if he had said Drucilla.

"Ya, Linda. That's the ticket," Johnny said as he reached out to pull up the hem of Courtney's skirt.

Courtney leaned away from his groping fingers and he was too lazy to chase her.

The final introduction was the quiet man, his name was Richard Blair. Allison informed everyone that he was a professional photographer who had done a great deal of work for her in the past, both in a professional relationship and also some excellent work in a more private setting. He acknowledged the compliment modestly and then went back to absently sipping his drink.

Mariko stared at him for a long moment. He didn't seem to fit in with these other people, in fact if the situation had been different she probably would have found herself attracted to him. (Well, maybe the situation didn't make much difference one way or the other) While Mariko was checking him out he seemed somewhat oblivious to what was going on around him as he swirled his drink.

Mariko was beginning to get the impression that he was a bit uncomfortable around here, that perhaps he was not like the others, her heart was beginning to beat more and more rapidly at the thought, when he glanced up and caught her looking at him. When their eyes met her hopes here somewhat dashed when he simply looked deep into her eyes, smiled, and winked pleasantly at her.

Mariko's attention had been distracted for the moment and she had not been paying any attention to the conversation that had been going on around her. She was jolted back into the conversation when she heard Helen say "Japanese".

"Oh, these two have both been with me about two weeks now, and they are just finishing up their indoctrination," continued Allison.

"Well, have you decided what kind of specialized training they are going to receive?" asked Helen.

"No, not really, I have some ideas but..."

"In that case, I might suggest some things. This one, (indicating Mariko) would look adorable in a maid's uniform. In fact she would be a simply lovely decoration in my home. Let me send over a few outfits that you can put her in. A trial run if you will..." Helen said. Mariko thought she was going to puke.

"If you insist Helen, I do have some special plans for her, but maybe we can work something out." replied Allison.

Mariko had about as much as she was going to take at this point. Courtney had her own problems as she was still trying to avoid the wandering hands of Johnny. As she was formulating a plan, (That included a smoke grenade, some karate and hot wiring a car...) the doors leading to the hall opened and one of the three stooges entered and announced that "Dinner 'e serve."

"Shit!" thought Mariko, "Too slow again." Leading the way and with Mariko and Courtney in tow as usual, Allison headed across the main hall to the formal dining room.

The seating arrangements were rather obvious as they entered. Around the twenty foot long table was seating for fifteen in sturdy, high backed chairs. Every other chair had a wide leather strap with a buckle attached to the top most part of the backrest of the chair. Allison took her place at the head of the table and Mariko and Courtney were forcibly seated in the chairs directly on her left and right. Ma'am buckled the collar snugly around Mariko's neck while the tall woman similarly affixed Courtney who was looking with some consternation at the dining partner who was sitting down next to her. Johnny J. had left Linda to hop behind him as he hustled to be seated next to Courtney. Mariko watched in amazement as the blond girl hopped carefully to the seat on Johnny's right and waited patiently until the Tall Woman finished with Courtney and then helped her into the chair and buckled her in. Richard sat down next to Mariko and soon everyone was seated around the massive table. Allison and Sir Reginald were seated at opposite ends of the table. Facing Mariko directly across the table was Courtney, followed to her right, by Johnny J., then Linda, The Tall Woman, Dr. Farmington, and Kimberly. On Mariko's left was Richard, followed by Gina, Helen, Annette, Ma'am and finally Sweetcakes, who was seated next to Sir Reginald. As the Stooges began to bring out the food, Mariko was astonished to feel Richard reach back into her hair and fumble around to find the buckle to her ballgag, but was he was quickly stopped by Allison.

"Richard, Please! My two newest guests will be remaining on their diets and we don't want to give them any unnecessary temptation. Now do we?"

"No I suppose not." said Richard sitting back and examining Mariko closely, "But I think you look great just the way you are."

Mariko tried to thank Richard for the complement but her unintelligible reply was preceded by a torrent of the spittle that had built up behind the ball. Allison quickly used Mariko's napkin to wipe her chin before the drool could reach her lap.

"That's really gross!" exclaimed Johnny J. followed by a long sniff.

"You will have to excuse Mariko. As you can see she still needs a lot more finishing." said Allison as Johnny went back to pestering Courtney.

Everyone nodded in agreement and went about their business preparing themselves for the meal that was being served. Mariko watched, resigned in the fact that She would probably be hungry once again, but at least she was not alone in that matter this time. Then, to her amazement, the other diners, with the exception of Johnny, turned to their partners and began to remove their gags. The Tall woman took over from Johnny when she noticed that he seemed much more interested in making Courtney squirm in her bonds then in the well being of his date. She unbuckled the straps that held the leather flap tightly across Linda's face. When she had managed to loosen the panel and began to pull it away from her face it began to be apparent to Mariko that there was an enormous leather wad sewn to the inside of the flap. There was no need to remove the entire helmet from Linda's head as the flap hung down under her chin when the gag had been pried from her mouth.

Soon, to Mariko's surprise, everyone at the table had been un?gagged except for her dieting cohort and herself and the meal was preceding smoothly. Conversations covered every topic imaginable, from politics to movie trivia. Mariko was amazed by the completely relaxed atmosphere. If she had closed her eyes she could imagine this same conversation going on around any table in the world. It was when she forced herself to look around that she realized what a bizarre situation she had gotten herself into. She found her eyes continually drawn to the couples at the opposite end end of the table. Steven Farmington had removed Kimberly's gag and was now lovingly spoon feeding his wife. Mariko studied them closely as he carefully cut the portion on her plate and gently held the fork up so she could eat. On occasion he would slip accidentally and a small smear of gravy would appear on her lip only to be instantly wiped away as he would delicately dab the corners of her mouth with her napkin. Mariko couldn't understand how they could sit together among all these other people and still seem to be completely alone together. Mariko was also very amused by the conversation between Sir Reginald, Sweetcakes and Ma'am. Judging from her accent it seemed that Sir Reginald had brought Sweetcakes in to the U.S. from his home?land in England. What's more, she was making up for lost time (or perhaps gagged time) by talking almost nonstop.

"..So there I was, coming out of the 'otel all decked out in the school uniform an' I hops in the back with Sir Reggie 'ear. I thought the bloody cabby was about to 'ave 'eart failure! An' that was nothing! After Reggie 'ear slapped me inta' the cuffs, The bloody cabby wanted to..."

Mariko's attention was suddenly drawn back to her end of the table as Johnny was getting particularly obnoxious in his man?handling of Courtney. Allison finally stepped in and tried to quiet Johnny.

"Johnny, please, I would really prefer more decorum at my dinner table!" Allison said, in no uncertain terms. "besides, Linda looks kind of hungry. Why don't you take care of her?"

"Awww, she's okay! Joan's taking good care of her." replied Johnny. Mariko glanced over at the topic of the conversation. If Linda heard what had just transpired between Johnny and Allison then she wasn't letting on. At the moment Joan, the tall woman ("Finally, her secret identity is revealed." thought Mariko.) was feeding her from her salad bowl.

Johnny didn't pursue the matter with Allison and apart from a few little prods, kept his hands to himself while everyone ate. Mariko studied everyone around that table very carefully as the meal transpired. Allison seemed to be enjoying herself, playing matriarch to this bondage family. Johnny, the spoiled brat that he was, just sulked over his meal and didn't talk to anyone. Joan had taken complete charge over Linda and was having a wonderful time teasing her while the poor girl was trying to eat. The conversation at the far end of the table was by far the most animated with Sweetcakes doing most of the talking but with Sir Reginald, Ma'am, Helen, Gina and Annette all partaking. Even Dr. Farmington and Kimberly had come out of their own little world and had joined in with the chatting and laughter. Only Richard didn't seem in a laughing mood tonight, he sat and ate quietly, watching the others. Occasionally, he would glance in Mariko's direction but he tried not to let her catch him looking at her. This, of course, was totally pointless because Mariko knew right away just what he was doing and that began a dinner long flirting session that seemed to grow in intensity moment after moment. Mariko was having a heck of a time trying to figure him out, and she wasn't being very successful. In fact she was having trouble coming up with any rational explanation for everything that was happening with her life at the moment.

"Time for brandy and desert in the living room!" Allison announced. With that, a groan went up from everyone in the room who would be sinking their teeth into leather or rubber or worse for desert. There was some halfhearted pleading but it was to no avail as one by one the gags were re?secured on the girls. Mariko watched as Joan slowly pressed the huge leather wad into Linda's mouth. As if by reflex, Linda's eyes bulged over the leather flap as Joan tightened the straps behind and on top of her head. Sir Reginald had removed the strap from around Sweetcakes neck and had reached behind her to take the small red purse that she had been holding all this time and began fishing around in it. Shortly he pulled out a roll of three inch wide adhesive tape and he began to rip a piece from the roll.

"Reggie dear," said Sweetcakes, in her most coy of voices. "Would you be a love this time and wind the tape all the way 'round my head? You know how much I hate that..."

"With pleasure, my dear!" replied Sir Reginald "But first... Allison, Would you mind awfully if I borrowed one of these dinner napkins?"

"Not at all Reggie, you should know by now what's mine is yours!" said Allison with a smirk. Mariko couldn't help but think Sweetcakes had bitten off more then she could chew as Sir Reginald (with some enthusiastic assistance from Ma'am) pounced on the poor English girl and began stuffing the napkin into her mouth. Mariko wouldn't have though it was possible if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes. It took some minutes, but they successfully stuffed an entire linen dinner napkin into her mouth. Sir Reginald stepped back and Mariko could see that Sweetcakes mouth was pried as far open as it could possibly go. Ma'am casually held the wadding in place with one finger on the wad and the other firmly on the back of her neck as Sir Reginald pulled a long strip of tape away from the roll without ripping it. He stuck the loose end onto Sweetcakes left cheek and then centered it across the wadding. As Ma'am moved her finger out of the way he pulled it tight across her mouth, so tight in fact the tape forced the wadding deeper in and the tape ended up between her teeth. He then wound the tape around her head five or six times until her mouth was completely sealed and the skin bulged over the edge of the tape. After he had ripped the tape off the roll he stood her up and he put both hands on her shoulders and turned her to face Allison where Mariko could really see her face. Tears had begun to well up in the English girl's eyes due to the tightness of the gag.

"Bravo!! " shouted Allison as she began to applaud. Mariko was aghast at the sudden act of barbaric cruelty she had just witnessed until she spied Sweetcakes hands, still tightly handcuffed behind her back, slowly reach out, searching, seeking and finally finding their mark. Mariko couldn't believe her eyes! Sweetcakes gently, unobtrusively, was fondling Sir Reginald.

"I'll probably be needing the napkin for a day or two?" hinted Sir Reginald.

"Take as long as you need Reggie! I know it'll be put to good use..." said Allison. "...Very good use!"

The party moved slowly back into the living room. Drinks were served and the merriment continued unabated. Mariko found herself seated on the center couch squeezed between Helen and Joan. When they had arrived in the living room, Johnny had pulled Linda over to the piano and made her lay on her stomach across the bench. He pulled a short chain out of his pocket and clipped one end to the back of her belt the other end he connected to the handcuffs confining her legs. Thus she was forced to endure this stringent hog?tie balanced precariously atop the bench.

"Hey Reggie baby! Give me some of that tape!" He shouted, he was getting quite drunk. Sir Reginald complied but not without an obvious look of disgust. Johnny missed the roll of tape when Sir Reginald tossed it to him but he quickly retrieved it. He ripped two small pieces of the tape off the roll and used them to tape Linda's eyes shut. He then turned his attention to Courtney who attempted to back away as he approached her menacingly. Mariko, along with some of the others looked towards Allison who only shrugged her shoulders in defeat, as if to say "What use?" Johnny took Courtney by the elbow and pulled her to a plush easy chair in the back of the room where he sat down and then pulled Courtney into his lap. Mariko could hear the sound of Courtney's nylon covered legs swishing and her muffled grunts and breaths as she attempted to resist the onslaught of Johnny's groping hands.

Mariko's arms were beginning to throb a bit due to the fact that they were still pressed into the back of the couch. She shifted her weight to attempt to relieve some of the pressure on her arms and shoulders. Unfortunately, although this made her arms more comfortable, it also caused her skirt to slide up high enough so her stocking tops were completely exposed. She wished she hadn't moved at all because Helen couldn't seem to resist running her fingers along the naked skin of her exposed thigh. Mariko stoically endured this as she figured things could be much worse. (Courtney was still grunting and squealing in the back of the room.)

Allison seemed none the wiser as she used Gina as a demonstration to show the proper way to bind someone with their hands in front of them. First, she had Gina place her hands together with her touching the backs of her wrists together. Allison used thin drapery cord to bind her wrists in that position. She then took some fishing line to tie her thumbs and pinkies together (She said ordinary sewing thread could be used in an emergency and that small tie?wraps could be used successfully also.) She took some more of the drapery cord and tied a double loop around Gina's waist ending up in a knot at the small of her back. Allison took the ends of the rope and ran it between her legs and up and over the rope binding her wrists. She pulled the loop back over the wrist windings and pulled the loose end back between her legs and tied it to the knot at Gina's back. Her arms were now inescapably secured to her belly. Allison then wanted to test her work so she told Gina that if she was able to escape she would receive a special reward. Gina struggled for a while but everyone could tell the attempt was halfhearted. Helen informed Gina that she would be happy to punish her if she didn't escape. It was amazing just how much energy Gina was able to muster after that, but unfortunately with the same results.

Other "Shows" went on during the balance of the evening with most everyone participating. Sweetcakes had her rear pinkened with everything from a hand to a small whip. The goal seemed to be to turn both her ass cheeks a consistent shade of red, with no blotches or unblemished spots. In the end, it couldn't be done. Annette sang once again, This time as she was spread eagled between two pillars at the end of the room. It took some coaxing by Helen but she was really able to hit some incredibly high notes! (Even while Ma'am was tickling her.)

When the clock struck one, Allison stood and announced to her guests that she must end the party. There was a collective groan from all the guests, mostly of disappointment but a few of discomfort.

"After all, remember it's a school day for the girls tomorrow!"

"What?!?!" wondered Mariko.

Allison cheerfully put her arm around Gina who was still bound as securely as when she had started her Houdini act and was now glancing apprehensively at Helen.

Everyone seemed to agree and began to collect their things in preparation for departure. Ma'am and Joan gathered up Mariko and Courtney and after straightening up their clothes, dragged them to the front door of the house. Allison arrived momentarily, and took a place right next to the door. She was preceded by Joan then Courtney, then Ma'am and finally Mariko. The first guests ready to depart was Johnny and Linda, Johnny started down the line to say good?bye pushing his bound friend in front of him. Linda paused in front of Mariko and then suddenly leaned towards her. Mariko was taken somewhat aback by Linda's action and her natural reflex was to back away. Ma'am reacted quickly by taking a hold of a hand full of Mariko's hair and she straightened her up and then held her firmly in place. Mariko looked into Linda's eyes and could clearly see that Linda was hurt and embarrassed by her reactions, and Mariko felt bad when she realized what Linda was trying to do. Ma'am comforted Linda and coaxed her to go ahead and say good?bye to Mariko. Linda was hesitant at first but when Mariko nodded her approval to her, her eyes gleamed with relief, she cautiously leaned forward and pressed her leather sealed lips to Mariko's equally gagged mouth. Mariko was a little touched by this, she had, without speaking communicated with another person, someone who had badly needed some approval from someone. (She certainly wasn't getting it from Johnny!) Johnny simply pinched Mariko's nipple as he passed by. Linda continued down the line, gently gag?kissing Ma'am on the cheek, then Courtney, and Joan as she went. Johnny was polite to Ma'am and Joan but he couldn't resist molesting Courtney one last time before he said good?bye to Allison after Linda had hesitantly kissed her on the cheek. Allison took a moment to warmly hug the teary eyed girl before coolly shaking Johnny's hand. Mariko could just barely see out the door as Johnny roughly shoved Linda across the parking lot to his Mercedes.

"That jerk..." Joan whispered under her breath and Allison and Ma'am both nodded their agreement.

While they watched Johnny and Linda cross the driveway, out of the living room came Sweetcakes and Sir Reginald followed closely by Dr. Farmington and Kimberly. Sweetcakes gamely attempted the good?bye kisses but Mariko could easily see, by the bulging of her eyes, the strain on her neck as she attempted to turn her head was pulling the tape tighter thus pushing the napkin deeper into her mouth. Sir Reginald gave Mariko a tender peck on the cheek and wished her well. Mariko then exchanged polite gag?kisses with Kimberly and even found herself nodding farewell to Dr. Farmington as well. She then turned and watched the procession as Sir Reginald shook hands with Allison.

"Allison dear, Kelly here was telling me what a lovely time you two had riding the other day, You see, I haven't been in the saddle since my old military days and I was hoping that you could get some free time soon and we could all go for a little jaunt together." Sir Reginald was saying as Sweetcakes was vigorously nodding her approval.

"Why Sir Reginald, I had no idea... I would be delighted. I'm not sure when my schedule will permit but I will call tomorrow and let you know. Of course, you understand that you can use my trails any time you want, all you need do is call the stable master and make the arrangements." said Allison.

"Why Thank you, I may just take you up on that. I may need some practice to keep up with you." Sir Reginald said with a smile.

"Oh! you charmer!!" said Allison.

Dr. Farmington and Kimberly greeted Allison.

"Allison, on behalf of my wife and myself we would like to thank you for the wonderful time we had tonight. We would love to attend again but..."

"But what Steven?" asked Allison with a look of concern on her face. Sir Reginald and Sweetcakes stopped abruptly and turned back to the group.

"Well, I really don't know whether it is proper to say this, but we enjoyed everyone's company with the exception of Mr. J's. In the future, we would be grateful if you would tell us if you expect him to attend as we would rather not associate with him again." said Dr. Farmington firmly.

"Here here!" concurred Sir Reginald. "The American's famous bluntness in action no doubt!"

"Well, I have been having the same thoughts recently. But I would hate to loose touch with Linda. I think she really needs our support right now." replied Allison.

"Yes, darling child." said Sir Reginald sadly, "That blighter doesn't deserve her!"

"Agreed, but that doesn't change my feelings." said Dr. Farmington.

"Perhaps we can arrange something, but please remember that one bad apple is no reason to throw away the bushel. said Allison.

"By no means! "We love the apples... We just want to avoid the bad ones because they can give all of us a bad name." said Dr. Farmington with a smile.

"Yes, I'll see what I can do." said Allison. "Don't worry."

With that, the four guests turned and left the house. Mariko watched enviously as Sir Reginald opened the passenger door of his Bentley and helped Sweetcakes slide into the passenger seat and put her seat?belt on. Dr. Farmington on the other hand stopped with Kimberly at the rear of their car and he opened up the trunk. To Mariko's surprise though, that was not where she would be riding, Dr. Farmington turned her around and began removing her leather restraints, casually dropping them into the trunk. She waited calmly, not moving, until he had removed all the cuffs and finally her gag. He leaned and whispered something softly into her ear and she turned back to him suddenly and they embraced passionately. After a long, loving kiss, they both waved to the group standing in the doorway and got into their car and drove away.

Mariko shook her head and tried to sort out her feeling. Somehow she liked some of these people. They seemed the most honest, open people she had ever met. (A little kinky perhaps, but...) This was something she was not used to but she found it very refreshing. She was suddenly startled by a touch on her shoulder, she spun around and looked directly into the face of Richard. She could feel her heart fluttering madly but she just figured it was because she was so jumpy. Richard paused and looked at her for a moment. Mariko couldn't help but wish she could speak to him but she wasn't sure just what she would say if she could.

"It's been a pleasure meeting you..." Richard began, "I hope I'll see you again soon." he said as he took her chin in his fingers and gently kissed her forehead. Mariko felt her knees get a little wobbly but that was surly because she had been standing on those high heels so long. Mariko, almost against her will, and without taking her eyes off of Richard found her knees dipping slowly, and when she came to her senses she found herself blushing uncontrollably as she realized that she had performed a perfect curtsy in front of Richard. He only smiled and moved down the line and left quickly after saying good?bye to Allison.

Mariko didn't remember much of saying good?bye to Helen and Annette and Gina. She remembered only the look on Richard's face as he passed by. Suddenly, the front door shut with a bang and this awakened Mariko from her daydream. Allison called for the stooges who were waiting just around the corner.

"Get them ready for bed," she said as the stooges took Mariko and Courtney under tow. "You two have a busy day tomorrow. Your first day at school!"