I walked back into the living room. As they heard me approach, the women stopped
whatever they were talking about.

"Talking about me?"

Liz spoke up. "No, sir."

"What were you talking about?"

"Just our former lives. Our dreams. That sort of thing."

"Someday, I'd love to hear them too. But not right now. We have places to go.
People to see. Ropes to tie."

Christi groaned. "What are you going to make us do now? Suck off the Dallas
Cowboys?"

I looked at her with raised eyebrows. "Any more sarcasm out of your pretty mouth
and that might be exactly what you are doing."

Her face grew white as she realized that I probably could make them all do just
that and she shuddered.

"I'm sorry. Truly I am."

"That's OK. It's just been a long day already." I looked at Amy, bound to the
coffee table. "Probably longer for you, but who's counting?"

I bent down beside the table and began to loosen the ropes that held her ankles
to the table. Jane tied good knots. Took me a while to work them free. While I
worked on the knots I turned to Christi.

"Remember in your mother's office?"

"How the hell could I forget?"

"Remember how I promised you something?"

"I remembered, but I was sure that you had forgotten ... and I wasn't about to
bring it up ..."

"You still feel the same way."

Shy. "Yes." Head down. Eye's downcast.

I finally released Amy's right foot. She shook her free leg and wiggled her toes.
Happy to not be bound anymore. Not even a hint of a kick. I began working on her
left ankle.

"Tell you what, where do you think you could find two women that you want to play
with?"

"I don't know, the mall?"

Amy's left leg was free of the rope and she kicked her legs up into the air
playfully. I moved around to her wrists. I could see small bruises forming
already where she had pulled at the ropes holding her wrists. I kissed her wrists
at the rope and began to unwind the lashing.

"We've been to the mall. Somewhere else ..."

"Well, I've always fantasized about the outdoors ..."

"Pick up two girls at the mall, take them to the park or something?"

"If you'll let me."

"Oh, this I want to see. If you are serious."

Shortly Amy's hands were free of the table, and she sat up, rubbing her wrists.

I spoke to Amy. "Sorry, but your freedom is going to be short lived. Hands behind
you."

She pouted, but knew better than to argue. She meekly put her wrists behind her
back where I slipped a pair of handcuffs onto her, ratchetting them secure, but
not tight.

I looked over at Liz, sitting quietly in the chair.

"Liz, babe. Christi and Amy and I are going to head out. You have your choice.
You can sit here. I'll tie your ankles to the chair, and leave your wrists
cuffed. Or you can come with us."

Liz looked at me shrewdly. "I think I'll stay here if you let me. But you don't
have to tie me up. I won't go anywhere."

"I want to tie you up. I won't make it tight. Don't disturb Jane, she's sleeping
in the other room. If she wakes up and calls out, reassure her that I'll be
coming back to free you and her. We might be gone a while though."

I began to wrap the soft rope around her ankles holding her to the chair. Soon
she was lashed to the chair, she pulled against the bonds, but wasn't able to
move her feet. She sat quietly.

Liz looked up at me as I rose.

"Can a girl ask for something, sir? Without you punishing her?"

"What is it?"

"Well, if you are going to be gone for any length of time, it would get very
boring just sitting here tied to this chair."

"Uh-huh."

"And I know that it doesn't matter to you whether I'm bored or not, and I can
understand that. I'm just a slave. But if you aren't particularly interested in
my boredom, perhaps you could put a movie on the television for me, or something.
With the volume low? Maybe some music? Please?"

"You wouldn't like the movies that I have with me."

"Whatever it is, it would be better than being bored. Please?"

I rummaged through the pack and pulled out the softer bondage porn and slipped it
into the VCR. I set the VCR to rewind and continuous play the tape, flicked on
the television and waited for the credits to end. First scene had a very scantily
clad woman tied to a chair. The shot panned out and I watched her struggle with
her gag and ropes for a minute before pulling Christi and Amy to their bare feet.

I released Christi's hands from behind her back and re-cuffed them in front of
her.

"I think you know you don't have to cuff me at all."

By now, I would have felt safe sleeping with her free. However she looked so
attractive wearing the things I just had to keep her in them.

Amy pulled at her cuffs, probably hoping that I'd remember her and change her
hands to be in front as well. But she still hadn't earned that privilege.

I guided both girls out the door and into the hotel hallway. I watched Amy's face
as she passed her father. She shuddered a bit, but realized that things could
have been worse. She had heard the story about Jane having to strip and have sex
in front of her father.

Christi turned to me, a smile playing on her lips and asked, oh so innocently,
"We're allowed to walk?"

I just looked at her. The cheeky devil.

"Any more cracks outta you and I'll have you crawling and Amy holding the leash."

Christi smiled and continued walking towards the stairs, purposely exaggerating
the sway of her hips. Making sure that I got flashes of between her legs.

She seemed happy to be out of the suite. I guess I had had them all cooped up and
bound for a long time.

Amy walked slowly beside me, her bare feet scuffing at the carpet. She smiled a
bit watching Christi almost dance up ahead. Almost happy.

Hard to believe that the girls actually found something to be happy about after
all I put them through. The human spirit will always amaze me.

As we passed into the stairwell, Christi broke into a run, pounding her bare feet
down the stairs, laughing, calling up to me and Amy to catch her if we could. So
easy to run away. A day ago, she wouldn't have dared. A day ago, I wouldn't have
let her.

We found her at the bottom of the stairwell, breathing hard. Trying to catch her
breath. Laughingly, she berated us, "Told. You. You. Couldn't. Catch. Me."

Amy was a bit more sober. But she was probably still getting used to the idea
that I could have her completely naked, handcuffed and walk around the stopped
world without getting caught. She was probably still a little self-conscious of
her nudity.

We walked out through the opulent lobby and onto the street. I recognized the
area we were in. I must have been tired yesterday.

I stopped Christi and spoke to her, "How about a pair of lawyers?"

"Lawyers?"

"Yeah, we're in the financial district. I'm sure we can find a pair of good
looking lawyers around here for you to have."

She thought about it. If she had to have women, lawyers should be a lot of fun.
Strong willed. Well educated. Probably would absolutely hate being put into that
situation. Perfect.

"Okay. Where?"

We found a high-rise with a number of law firms stenciled into the directory.

"Either one of you want to ask the guard?" I pointed to the big burly type guy
standing frozen by the elevators.

They both shook their heads. We found the fire stairs easily enough. Christi was
fairly dancing with excitement. I was beginning to think that she was telling the
truth about wanting to do this.

We reached the twenty-second floor and walked through the various offices. Mostly
male lawyers. Suits.

Finally we happened across an office with a female lawyer. She was pretty. Tall
and thin. Christi immediately wanted to try her, "She'll do. She should be able
to take us to another one. Can't I have a guy as well? Please?"

I just shook my head. I had no real interest in seeing some guy dominated and
humiliated. Not my cup of tea. I suppose I could have let her do it without me. I
could've had my own fun with Amy. But then what carrot could I dangle in front of
her when I needed her to do something particularly distasteful?

Resigned, she asked, "So now what?"

"Maybe you should let me take her, get her tied up, or handcuffed and then let
you take over. You aren't very menacing the way you are and I ain't about to let
you wear any clothing now."

"Oh. What will you let me do to her?"

"Here's the plan. I'll take her. You and Amy, I'll chain up in the other room,
for a minute to keep you out of the way. If she sees you two naked and chained
the way you are, she'll be a lot harder to handle. When I get her under control,
I'm going to bring you and Amy in. I'll just sit and watch and you can do just
about anything you like to her. I'll stop you if you get out of control."

"I can hurt her?"

"All you like."

"Seriously?"

"If it gets dangerous, I'll stop you."

"Okay."

I led Amy and Christi out into another office, with some male lawyer in it. I
quickly cuffed Amy and Christi to his desk and walked out and back to the
original office. They settled onto the floor and sat quietly waiting.

I closed the door and sat in an easy chair. I pointed the gun at Ms. Lawyer's
pretty face and released her from the time block. She yelped when she saw me.

"Where the hell did you come from?"

A by now familiar refrain. "Thin air, lady." I decided to have some fun at her
expense. "Hands up."

"What do you want? How did you get in here?" as she raised her hands.

"I can only answer one question at a time. What do I want? I want you to put on
these handcuffs," I tossed them on the desk in front of her. "How did I get in
here? I walked."

She was getting frightened, but resisted putting on the cuffs. Most of the women
seem to realize that they become much more vulnerable if their hands are locked
together.

"Why do you want me to put them on?"

"Lady, I don't have time for this." I let a shot off into the ceiling. I was
going to have to reload the thing soon.

The loud noise really scared her and she involuntarily covered her ears.

"Please don't hurt me."

"Cuffs."

She hurriedly picked up the handcuffs and locked one side onto her right wrist.

"In front of me?"

I nodded. Front was fine for now. Christi could change it if she wanted. I
watched as she closed her eyes and snapped the other side closed against the
desk.

"OK. Up. We need to go for a walk."

She rose and little unsteadily, using her cuffed hands to pull herself out of her
leather chair.

"Where are we going? You won't get away with this you know. There's security in
the building. That gunshot would have been heard."

Thinking about the frozen guard in the lobby, I almost laughed.

"Just come on lady. What was your name?"

"Janet."

"Come on, Janet. What other female lawyers are there around this area?"

Bewildered, "Why do you want to know about other female lawyers?" She was
glancing around seeing all the people frozen, realizing that the world had gone
awful quiet and that she was probably on her own. Not quite comprehending the
situation, but realizing it was bad.

"Company."

"Oh. What kind of lawyer you want."

"Someone who takes care of herself. Attractive."

"You are going to rape us aren't you?"

"Nope. That I will promise you. I won't even hurt you unless you don't cooperate.
Another lawyer?"

"There's Lynn Dermett. She works out. Or there's Susan Li."

"Lynn sounds fine. She a friend of yours?"

"We do lunch sometimes. She's up two floor in financial."

I jammed the gun in her ribs and she gasped. She led the way, pointing with her
shackled hands until we reached a set of internal stairs.

We climbed up two flights and Janet led me directly to an office with the name
Lynn Dermett stenciled on the name plate. She was currently frozen writing
something on a pad. I closed the door and jammed the gun against Janet's temple.

"Wh-what have you done to her?" Janet was shaking in fear.

"Nothing. She's just frozen. Watch."

Lynn suddenly jumped to life.

"You are controlling it." Janet hissed.

Lynn looked up from her work to see her handcuffed friend with a gun to her head.

"Where the hell did you come from?"

"Thin air," I was having a sense of deja vue.

"What do you want? Put that gun down before you hurt someone."

I tossed another pair of handcuffs on Lynn's desk.

"Put them on before I have to hurt Janet here."

"Why?"

"Because if you don't, I'll start making new holes in Janet. And if that doesn't
work, I'll start making new holes in you. When you die, I'll just find someone
who doesn't ask as many questions."

Janet spoke up, a little shakily, "Lynn, do what he says. It's loaded. I have a
bullet in my office ceiling."

"God." She began to put on the cuffs, same as Janet.

"Good. I knew you lawyers were smart."

"You won't get away with this."

I ignored her and slowly moved Janet to an office chair. I removed her handcuffs.

"Hands back, behind the chair."

"Let me go. Please."

I wrapped her crossed wrists with rope and tied it off. Quickly crossed and tied
her ankles together as well. At gunpoint, I moved Lynn away from her leather
chair and forced her to lie face down on the carpet. Removing her handcuffs I had
her put her hands behind her back where I lashed them together. I lashed her
ankles and knees and let her struggle with the ropes on the floor while I went to
retrieve the other women.

When I arrived in the office next to Janet's, I released their cuffs. I recuffed
Amy's hands behind her, to a little protest. I removed Christi's cuffs
completely.

Christi asked, "You have her?"

"Yup and another. The other office is bigger."

I led the two nude ladies up to Lynn's office, watching their bare bodies as they
climbed the internal stairs barefoot in front of me. I'd never tire of seeing
these women walking in front of me nude.

I stopped them outside the office door.

"You sure you want to do this?"

Christi swallowed heavily. "It isn't permanent?"

"Nope. If you like, I can return them to their desks as soon as you are
finished."

"Okay. I'd like to try."

I handed her the crop. "You know where everything else is."

"Too well. Probably better than you do."

I walked into the room first pulling Amy along a little unwillingly. Christi
followed me into the office.