Surprise Reversal

[gagged_Louise]

When it came to bondage, Louise didn't need to be prompted twice. She went over to one of the big lockers on the side wall, and opening the slightly squeaking doors, she found rolls and loose cut lengths of rope, a few gags - both a ball gag and a ring gag among them - belts and arm binders. With a bright smile, she picked up a roll of rope, a few lengths more and a dry, dark leather ball gag.

-Oh Doug, these guys must be deep into the scene. I wish we'd met 'em before! she exclaimed giving Doug the booty with a broad grin. She poised herself kneeling before Doug and looked at him with doe eyes.
Doug examined the ropes - dark military rope and yellow, strong hemp - and chuckled. "Slave Louise, hands in front!" he exclaimed in a lovingly hard voice. Giggling, Louise obeyed and he went over, unbuttoned her soft flowered blouse and pulled it off. Without losing any time, he lashed her wrists together with a strand of military rope, then motioned his wife to follow as he pulled at the rope and brought her out on the open floor.

As they got to a spot with a small O-ring, less than 1.5" wide, in the floor, Doug ordered his wife and sub into position. Soon she was standing feet bound, knees together and slightly hunched forward, torso erect but leaning forwards, her head cocked and her arms stretched down like a beam towards the floor. Doug fixed a harsh rope from her bound hands to the o-ring in the floor and pulled so that her naked arms were rigidly stretched. Louise could feel the flutter of intimidation about the moment. She was rigidly bound to the floor. Doug went on adding more coils of rope around her knees. "How do you feel, slut?"
"Thrilled" she answered.

-For not showing me this house before, slave Louise shall submit to five lashes by the whip, Doug said mock seriously, and the tall woman squirmed in her bonds. Doug realized something was missing and put the ball gag on her. He tugged it on and deftly buckled the leather strap behind her dark hair. "Slave!" he growled at Lou with conviction.
"Mmmgh!"
Louise bit into the hard leather and waited.

Liz watched and listened in delight on her tv as Doug lifted the whip to make his first strike at the bound woman. This was no more than the opener for what would happen, of course, but she couldn't help admiring Louise's nice skin and her graceful, strong movements, now held in by the bonds she had agreed to. And that sweet mouth, so filled up by the dark ball of leather...

[DungeonMaster6]

Louise was quite correct. The real estate person really did have a charming British accent. One of the first rules of being a successful salesperson, is "to sell yourself first." And when the lady handed Doug her card which read, "Elizabeth Cockrill ( Liz ), the man of average height and weight looked directly into her smiling brown eyes, and returned her warm greeting.

Not only was Liz charming, but she proved herself to be quite knowledgable about the product she was trying to sell. She and Louise seemed to hit it off immediately, and Doug couldn't help but steal a stealthy look at the brunette's rather shapely derriere and legs, as she led her prospective buyers from one solid looking room to another.

Doug certainly was glad Louise had spotted the ad for this house, and his slight annoyance at her for making this appointment without his knowledge had long since dissipated. In addition Louise has always been good at handling salespeople. He recalled the time when they purchased their initial personal computer. Doug snickers to this day at the way his wife handled him. She knew as much about what he was selling as the smarty salesman did. Heck, that man would've kissed Louise's butt right out in the middle of the showroom floor if she had demanded it, he wanted to make that sale so badly. He knew she would be more than a match for Liz when it came down to talking business.

"What a darling kitchen!" Louise raved as she spotted up-to-date cabinets and appliances. Doug was busy looking out the back door. "Wow look at the stately trees and rose bushes, and a six-foot privacy fence, Lou!" His smiling wife joined him at the window and they both gawked at the barrier that surrounded the entire circumference of the spacious backyard. "We could have some fun out there," she suggested. He knew exactly what his daring wife meant by "fun"; visions of her spreadeagled and naked danced in his deviant brain.

"Okay this way," Liz announced as she brought them out of their perverted reverie. Once again Doug couldn't resist watching Liz's bouncing buttocks as she led them down some steep steps toward the cellar. When she put her hand on the shiny doorknob of the solid oak door, she turned and looked at both of them. Liz explained that the Roqueforts had some rather unusual leanings. "Oh!" Louise and I answered together. "We do as well," Doug thought to himself as Liz turned the knob and pushed.

The first word Doug could think of when he saw a fully equipped dungeon was..."flabberghasted". Louise was beside herself. This was like a dream come true. How did these people know that they were into this and had been for years? They had a mini- dungeon in their condo, but it was nothing compared to this. Doug sat on a sturdy bench made of solid wood with leather padding and watched as his wife went around the spacious room, inspecting the various implements.

"Oh my God Doug, this room must be included in the sale."..."Agree babe...Liz!", he directed toward the saleslady, "if this room is left intact, you just may have yourself a sale." Liz grinned wide. "I'll talk to the sellers," she answered confidently.

At that point Louise asked Liz if we could try out some of the equipment, and the pretty saleslady agreed. In fact she insisted upon it. Doug was elated. Maybe Liz is into this as well, he thought. After all, she claimed that she knew the Roqueforts. How well, he wondered?

Another vision danced in Doug's head. Liz's naked body chained up and spread out right next to Louise. Or maybe in those stocks! There were all sorts of possibilities here.

Those thoughts were quickly dashed however, when Liz suggested leaving them there for an hour so that her prospective buyers could play in, she
hoped, would be their new dungeon. Doug was somewhat disappointed that Liz didn't stick around to witness this man dominate his slave-girl. Perhaps they'd invite her over after the sale, as a lascivious smile followed her very spankable bottom as it left the room.

Louise didn't waste any time. In what seemed like no time, she was bound upright with her knees and ankles tethered together with a ball-gag inseted. Since Doug did not expect to see this dungeon when he agreed to see this house, he was not dressed in his usual domination attire. Louise loved his black leather vest and jock strap, but today he merely removed his casual light blue button down shirt and undershirt, leaving him bare from the waist up.

Then he looked over at the row of whips that were aligned neatly along the far wall. He saw one he recognized from his own collection; it was black, four feet long with thirteen finely crafted tails. Taking it down, Doug strolled back to his trussed up wife. "I think we will start with this one, but first you must be naked." Doug always took pleasure in removing the last pieces of clothing from his slave.