<strong>Nicholas and Kelly arrive at Gianna's manor.</strong><br/><br/>Having been dumped like sacks of potatoes across the seats in the back of the black limousine, and ensuring that the captives' airways were clear the three uniformed captors drove away into the night, the two burly men in the front and the woman keeping watch over their prizes in the rear.<br/><br/>Their instructions from Lady Gianna had been clear, thoroughly so; one deviation and they knew that they would be severely dealt with. Even so Charlene was tempted...after all this man had made a fool out of her when she had delivered Lady G's invitation. She felt that he owed her and...here she was, in control for a short time. Her hand moved to his hair and she grabbed a hunk and pulled his head around so that she could scrutinise his face from very close range. She knew that he wouldn't wake for an hour or so yet and power was a terribly enticing thing.<br/><br/>She was startled to see how disarming he looked with his eyes closed and breathing steadily like a child in deep slumber. His slow breaths blew softly across Charlene's face which had moved to within an inch of Nicholas'. Unable to contain herself, she suddenly felt aroused and without thinking her mouth gaped open and with long slow movements her tongue traced across his face from his chin to his eyes leaving shining trails of saliva behind. Softly giggling she looked down upon his sleeping form. "Like that did ya mister?" she whispered in his ear before sticking her tongue deep within. More soft giggles. Power was so wonderful, she thought.<br/><br/>Charlene began to feel a wetness between her legs and she looked up quickly remembering the two men behind the glass in front separating the driver from the passengers. The driver's eyes were clearly visible in the rear vision mirror and she saw a firm shake of his head letting her know that her fun was over...for now.<br/><br/>Forty seven minutes later, the deadweight bodies were hauled out of the car and up to the boudoir which now had been transformed to meet Lady G's precise specifications. The two men had taken obvious pleasure undressing Kelly but no more than Charlene did in reliquishing Nicholas of his attire. Roaming hands found the measure of his crown jewels accompanied by a low feline growl as she looked across the room towards the men, both busy nibbling and sucking at Kellys full breasts.<br/><br/>Their time was limited, however, and the captives preparation had to be complete by the time Lady Gianna returned. Body shaving and inner cleansing needed all three of them to work in concert on each of the unconcious forms, their dead weight being problematic, but within half an hour their toilet preparation work was finished and the newly shaved bodies glistened with Gianna's favourite oils.<br/><br/>All that remained was to restrain and position Nicholas and Kelly but this part was easy. Cuffs and anklets were strapped to each. Both had their arms neatly tied behind them at their elbows and wrists with Nicholas attached by his legs and leaning over the whipping horse, a loose rope leading from his wrists up through a ring in the ceiling, to be used later, when he awoke. Kelly was roped in a full body harness again with her arms behind her and her legs folded at the knees and bound with rope. Neither would move anywhere and as per instructions, the three aides left the room.<br/><br/>Unfortunately for them, they forgot one important thing...the ball gags were left out. Lady Gianna would not be pleased!