VIPs in bondage – Two
Kneeling there blindfolded and restrained her sense of hearing seemed to be magnified and she nearly jumped up when she heard a loud clicking of heels approach her to the left. They strode towards her and stopped right next to her. She held her breath in anticipation and gave an involuntary shudder as a soft, feminine hand ran through her long hair and softly patted her head.
“Good girl B. I knew you’d do as you were instructed” Mariah almost whispered to her tethered slave girl.
Beyonce then felt the slack of her leash being taken up and she was tugged along by her Mistress like a dog. Fortunately, there was plenty of give in her wrist and ankle cuffs so she wasn’t too shackled to crawl with discomfort. As she crawled along at Mariah’s heel Beyonce thought about how Mariah had spoken to her. She had been much softer spoken and subdued than in the hotel room and Beyonce wondered what had changed. She didn’t have too longer to ponder as they came to a stop and Mariah led her down a set of cold, stone steps. They journeyed down the steps for some time, the atmosphere getting colder as they went until finally the steps stopped and the walked forward again until Mariah halted.