Nicholas examined the handcuffs on the bed. They were new, lined with soft material and nicely designed. Instead of a key, which could get lost, they were fastened with Velcro straps. Once both hands were in, it would of course be impossible for Serena to get out. Two companion cuffs were attached to the posts at the foot of the bed. All were on long, slim but sturdy chains that would allow some movement but too much.<br/><br/>Nicholas wore a cream-colored dress shirt and light trousers and looked at his watch just a minute before 2 p.m., a minute before he heard Serena's knock. He answered the door with a warm, welcoming smile.<br/><br/>"There you are, and right on time, too!" he said, leaning in to kiss Serena. He took her jacket and scowled slightly at her dress for a moment, then approached her and looking directly into her eyes, reached down and started lifting the hem of the dress. He lifted it about halfway up her thighs, then said, "Hold that," and stepped a couple of steps back.<br/><br/>"That’s better," he said, looking at her legs. "And I hope you’ll remember it for next time. It is a shame for you to be covered the way that dress hides you." He smiled. "Fortunately, it won't be for very long." He pointed to the coat tree. "You remember the rule about panties," he said. "If you're wearing them, they go right on that hook when you come in."<br/><br/>With that out of the way and knowing that Serena's pussy was bare under her dress, Nicholas led her to the bedroom.<br/><br/>"There's a party tonight to which you are invited," he said. "It's a different kind of party than those to which you're accustomed, but very friendly, lively and pleasant. I think you'll like it, and I<em>believe</em>you'll feel right at home. But I thought that before we went, we'd try a thing or two that might be new for you, also very pleasant and exciting. It will require you to trust me a little, but as you know I would never harm you, allow anyone else to harm you, or put you in any danger whatsoever. Still, one can be reticent about trust even if one knows all those things."<br/><br/>He pointed to the handcuffs on the bed.<br/><br/>“I firmly believe that one cannot be entirely free unless one is sometimes willing to be entirely helpless,” he said. He turned Serena around and found the zipper to her dress and slowly pulled it down. He sighed as he saw the clasps to her bra.<br/><br/>“Have you remembered nothing?” he asked quietly, almost as if to himself. He pulled the opened dress off her shoulders and let it drop, holding her arms as she stepped out of it. Then he slid the bra off and flung it across the room.<br/><br/>Now that she was naked except for her heels, he sat on the bed and looked up at her.<br/><br/>“This is the entirety of your attire today of which I approve. You need to be a little more thoughtful as to your dress when you visit me,” he said evenly, "although I do appreciate that you have shaved your beautiful pussy. I just want to be sure you’ll remember to dress more appropriately in the future, because with memory comes thought for the present and the future.”<br/><br/>He took Serena’s hand and pulled her down over his lap.<br/><br/>“You require some correction,” he said. “You may find this pleasant or painful, but whatever, I want you to know that I am displeased and expect better of you.” He raised his hand and brought it down sharply on her plump, upturned rear and he was rewarded with a satisfyingly loud smack. He repeated this on each pliant globe three times. When he was done there were no handprints, just two red blotches.<br/><br/>“There,” he said, rubbing his hand gently just above her ass. “That’s over, and I think and hope it will be enough for you to remember." He helped Serena to her feet and kissed her tenderly. “I wouldn’t take the trouble if I didn’t think you were worth it. Lie down on your stomach.”<br/><br/>He left her for a moment and dampened a washcloth in cold water, then pulled a dry towel from the bathroom cabinet. He returned to her and placed the cool cloth on her tender rear for a couple of minutes, then gently dried her.<br/><br/>“All right,” he said at last, and he helped her move so she was on her back at the head of the bed. He kissed her warmly, then rose and removed his shirt, trousers and underwear. Then he said, “Here’s the part where I ask you to trust me a little.” He reached into the nightstand and produced a soft velvet blindfold.<br/><br/>“I don’t think you can be the woman you want to be without a little of this,” he said, but he didn’t put it on Serena right away. He simply laid it on the bed next to her. He wanted her to see what would come next. Then he kissed her again and fastened the cuffs around her wrists, checking to make sure they were secure but not uncomfortably binding on her.<br/><br/>"Open your legs," he said, and he kissed his way down from her neck to her breasts, teasing her stiff nipples, and down from there. She was fragrant when he arrived at her sex. Had the spanking aroused her? The cuffs and the prospect of the blindfold? He toyed with her pussy for a moment and let his fingertips barely graze the plump lips.<br/><br/>Then he turned and reached down and removed her shoes and put her ankles in the soft cuffs. He was pleased with her compliance.<br/><br/>“That’s my good girl,” he said warmly. Now that she was bound in the cuffs he leaned back down and put his tongue at her wet slit and started to lick. He licked and sucked at her, feeling her respond, and after a while he raised his head, his face wet with her.<br/><br/>“It’s different when you can neither move nor see, isn’t it?” he asked. “So much is different. You never know what's going to come next."<br/><br/>He paused for a moment.<br/><br/>"We're ready!" he called, not very loudly, and Nicholas heard the door to the guest room open and then slow, high-heeled footfalls in the corridor. He didn't turn until he heard the new voice, a woman's voice, soft and sultry.<br/><br/>"Oh, Nicholas, she's so beautiful."<br/><br/>Nicholas rose from the bed and the woman climbed on. She was about 30, slim as Serena was, with large breasts and shoulder-length ash-blonde hair. She was naked but for strappy silver high-heeled sandals and a black choker with a metal ring at the back.<br/><br/>"You're dripping," Nicholas observed. "Serena, this is Sandy. Sandy, this is Serena." His laugh was short and gentle. "You can shake hands later."<br/><br/>Sandy introduced herself with a long lick of Serena's pussy and a flick of her tongue to Serena's clit. Then she blew gently on Serena's sex and looked up.<br/><br/>"Have you ever been with a woman, Serena?" she asked. "Are you ready for something lovely?"