Learning the Ropes (Ariabella and Sir Geoffrey)
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				Title: <strong>Learning the Ropes (Ariabella and Sir Geoffrey)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ariabella</strong> on <strong>09-01-2010, 06:17:11</strong>
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				Missy Kyle gave her dress a once over. It was a simple black sheath with silver studding around the neckline for decoration. She listened for the door as she did her sandy brown hair into an up-do with loose tendrils that fell to frame her face, her brown eyes sparkling with excitement and nervousness. She was glad Katy was going with her to this&nbsp; club, as she had no idea what to expect. Katy refused to tell her anything, saying that if she wanted to experience it correctly, she had to experience it through her own eyes.<br><br>Never in a million years did Missy expect that she would be going to a bondage club, but when her book editor gave her the offer for her first print book and told her it had to include BDSM elements, Missy knew she had to do this. She couldn't afford to pass up on the offer, and she knew how well the BDSM titles sold. This was her chance. But she also knew she had to write what she knew. So it was time to learn. She checked her two diamond stud earrings before slipping in to her black strappy high heeled sandals. Katy did tell her to wear heels. Missy nearly ran to the door when the bell rang.<br><br>Katy gave her a once over. "You're a little overdressed, but you'll do. Come on then, it'll take about an hour to get to The Club."<br><br>"Seriously. It's called The Club?"<br><br>"It's understated and the owner doesn't want to advertise the image, if you know what I mean."<br><br>By the time they reached the club, Missy was certain she was going to spontaneous combust. "I'm so nervous."<br><br>"You'll be fine. Remember, everything here is safe, sane and consensual. If you don't like something being done to you, say so."<br><br>After Katy turned the car over to the valet, she and Missy headed inside. Missy could do nothing but stare at the people in various states of undress, some wearing collars, others wielding whips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning the Ropes (Ariabella and Sir Geoffrey)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sir Geoffrey</strong> on <strong>09-01-2010, 06:54:16</strong>
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				He sat at the farthest corner of the bar in the one seat that gave him a view of the entire room, massaging the space just above his nose and right between his eyes.&nbsp; <br><br>"This is getting too monotonous.&nbsp; I need to get away for a while."&nbsp; As Jason started to move from his seat Pasquale grabbed his wrist.<br><br>"Boss - check it out.&nbsp; Black dress with the silver neck.&nbsp; &nbsp;I've seen her somewhere..."<br><br>Jason smiled.&nbsp; "Well well well...&nbsp; The writer...&nbsp; What the hell is she doing in my club?"<br><br>Pasquale jumped to his feet. "Want me to go find out boss?"<br><br>"No no...&nbsp; I think this might be that little getaway I've been looking for..."<br><br>Jason slipped off the barstool and started toward the two women.&nbsp; His focus was on the black dress with the silver collar.&nbsp; He focused on her eyes - wide with anticipation and amazement.&nbsp; She didn't belong here and he knew it - and he would take advantage of that.&nbsp; He was no longer bored...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning the Ropes (Ariabella and Sir Geoffrey)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ariabella</strong> on <strong>09-01-2010, 14:03:45</strong>
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				Missy ordered a peach wine cooler and willed her hands to remain still. Katy was already talking to someone. It didn't surprise Missy at all, her friend was obviously at home here. Missy's attention focused on a woman whose wrists were bound behind her. Her Master set a bowl in front of her and she set out to drink from the bowl without the use of her hands. Missy's eyes rounded, then she spotted a woman wearing an intricate weave of rope all over, One man was leashed to a wall. Not a one of them were complaining. She was fascinated by all of it. Most of them wore a look of absolute happiness in their eyes. Then she spotted a man approaching her. Missy downed her wine cooler even as her hands began to shake once more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning the Ropes (Ariabella and Sir Geoffrey)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sir Geoffrey</strong> on <strong>10-01-2010, 07:58:25</strong>
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				Jason focused on her eyes.&nbsp; It seemed to him that as she took in all the activities taking place in the club, her eyes seemed to keep widening.&nbsp; She obviously was outside of her element.&nbsp; As he approached she turned her head and slammed her drink back.&nbsp; He could see that she was trembling slightly. She fixed her gaze on him and seemed to be waiting for some sort of attack.<br><br>“Hi.&nbsp; I’m Jason… welcome to my club.&nbsp; You’re Missy Kyle aren’t you?”&nbsp; She just stared and her mouth seemed to open slightly.&nbsp; “I’ve read some of your stuff.&nbsp; Might I ask what you’re doing here?”<br><br>She was at a loss for words.&nbsp; She glanced at Katy who was involved in a deep conversation with someone sitting next to her and felt abandoned.&nbsp; She was on her own.&nbsp; Jason moved next to her and put his arm around her waist.&nbsp; He felt her body tense as he gently pulled her close to him.&nbsp; “Missy… you are Missy aren’t you?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning the Ropes (Ariabella and Sir Geoffrey)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ariabella</strong> on <strong>10-01-2010, 14:00:48</strong>
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				"I....I am. I'm just surprised to hear you've read any of my books," Missy stammered. She cleared her throat. It wouldn't do at all to keep stammering. "So you own the club? How fascinating! I'm here to learn, actually. I've been asked to write a book that has BDSM elements, and while it sounds cliche, it's true. I need to write what I know. And I know nothing about it at all." Missy indicated to the bartender that she needed another drink. "So here I am, experiencing the BDSM atmosphere for the very first time. I have to admit it's all very overwhelming."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning the Ropes (Ariabella and Sir Geoffrey)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sir Geoffrey</strong> on <strong>11-01-2010, 05:17:43</strong>
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				Jason smiled.&nbsp; "You're here to learn?&nbsp; I'm amused.&nbsp; People don't come here to learn".&nbsp; Jason pointed to the bartender and he nodded.&nbsp; Within a minute, two drinks were delivered.&nbsp; Jason picked his up and held it up waiting for the "clinck" from Missy.<br><br>Their glasses touched and Missey downed her second drink. Jason smiled and sipped from his glass.&nbsp; <br><br>"You've been asked to write a book about BDSM?&nbsp; So you come to my club?&nbsp; I'm both flattered and amused!&nbsp; Here to learn...&nbsp; Well - I think there is just a little more to it than that.&nbsp; First, people don't come here to learn.&nbsp; They come to experience.&nbsp; If you're here to watch, then you are a reporter.&nbsp; You watch and then you write about what you've observed.&nbsp; If you're here as a writer, then you take part in the activities and write about what you experienced." <br><br>"I've operated this club for quite some time.&nbsp; I've observed that there are two types that venture here.&nbsp; Those that wish to restrain others, and those that wish to be restrained.&nbsp; I've found that those that come here and watch those that are restrained fantisize about being restrained.&nbsp; Those that fantisize about taking control of someone else watch those that are not in a state of distress and focus on finding ways to coral them. You've been staring at all those that are bound.&nbsp; Hmmm... so tell me, which type are you?&nbsp; Do you fantisize about being tied - or do you think about controlling someone else?"<br><br>Are you one that wishes to be tied?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning the Ropes (Ariabella and Sir Geoffrey)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ariabella</strong> on <strong>11-01-2010, 05:41:19</strong>
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				"I did mean I am here to experience. I learn through experience," Missy smiled. Then she took a deep breath. "And in truth, I do have some fantasies. I wouldn't be human if I didn't, I suppose. Never once did I fantasize about controlling another." She hadn't thought about her fantasies for years, she had thought they were long buried. "I used to have dreams about being tied up. Long ago. I thought writing erotica would bury them." She managed a small smile. "I guess I was wrong."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning the Ropes (Ariabella and Sir Geoffrey)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sir Geoffrey</strong> on <strong>11-01-2010, 05:56:31</strong>
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				Jason peered into her eyes.&nbsp; He knew she wanted so much to feel the thrill - the rush.&nbsp; He looked over at her friend and she was more than involved in her own scenario.&nbsp; Jason smiled and moved closer to Missey.<br><br>"Being tied up?&nbsp; That's interesting.&nbsp; Being tied up takes away some freedom of choice. You give up something to experience something else.&nbsp; I like that concept.&nbsp; You're willing to give something up?&nbsp; Hmmm...&nbsp; Let's see...&nbsp; Hold your hands out in front of you and put your wrists together.&nbsp; This will be a little test...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning the Ropes (Ariabella and Sir Geoffrey)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ariabella</strong> on <strong>11-01-2010, 06:16:15</strong>
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				"According to my research online, being bound actually offers a greater freedom," Missy replied as she extended her hands, wrists together. "That giving up control offers that greater freedom." She glanced at Katy who was slipping from her stool. So much for her being company and keeping Missy out of trouble.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning the Ropes (Ariabella and Sir Geoffrey)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sir Geoffrey</strong> on <strong>11-01-2010, 06:37:57</strong>
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				Greater freedom.&nbsp; Intresting concept.&nbsp; Jason smiled and pulled a short piece of rope from his jacket pocket.&nbsp; "Your theories intrigue me but I have more faith in realities."&nbsp; <br><br>He wrapped the soft rope around Missy's wrists and then brought the ends up between her hands.&nbsp; Jason tied off the ends and Missy's hands and arms were immobilized.&nbsp; <br><br>He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him.&nbsp; He could feel her tense up.&nbsp; "How about if I show you around the club..."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning the Ropes (Ariabella and Sir Geoffrey)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ariabella</strong> on <strong>11-01-2010, 06:48:23</strong>
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				Missy gasped softly as he quickly immobilized her arms. She leaned in to him as she nodded. "I would like the tour." And that was exactly why she was there. Theories were all she had. No one else could tell her how it felt to be tied up. She had to experience it. She glanced down at her arms, still stunned by the fact that they were tied.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning the Ropes (Ariabella and Sir Geoffrey)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sir Geoffrey</strong> on <strong>11-01-2010, 07:13:05</strong>
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				Jason pulled her off the stool and supported her as she stood next to him.&nbsp; Missy's arms were bound in front of her and she felt humiliated as Jason guided her through the club.&nbsp; <br><br>"This section is off-limits to the regular crowd.&nbsp; What goes on here is special only to our VIP members.&nbsp; Let me show you around."<br><br>Missy was taken aback with what she saw in the VIP room.&nbsp; Fodder for a book or story was one thing but this was almost beyond her wildest comprehension. <br><br>Jason guided her toward an area where there were clamps and rings hanging from the ceiling as well as from&nbsp; posts and beams throughout the room.&nbsp; He smiled at her and said "relax and enjoy" as he raised her hands up over her head and slipped the ropes holding her wrists&nbsp; through the clamp that would keep her arms above her head.&nbsp; He stood back to observe his "prey".&nbsp; The flimsy material of her dress betrayed her nipples as they attempted to poke through.&nbsp; He wondered if she was chilly or "anticipating" some near future event. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning the Ropes (Ariabella and Sir Geoffrey)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ariabella</strong> on <strong>11-01-2010, 07:17:48</strong>
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				Missy wasn't at all certain she could do justification to the BDSM experience with the written word. Her eyes widened with surprise when he fastened her arms over her head. The position raised her breasts and her dress, the hem falling just at her thigh. She was pretty certain that at least part of her panties were showing. And if they did, she was fairly certain he would notice her dampness. Missy glanced around the room, shivering at just the sight of some of the tools and equipment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning the Ropes (Ariabella and Sir Geoffrey)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sir Geoffrey</strong> on <strong>11-01-2010, 07:53:24</strong>
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				Jason leaned in and whispered into her ear.&nbsp; "Do you feel it?&nbsp; The rush - the excitement - the anticipation?&nbsp; Look around the room.&nbsp; They're watching you."&nbsp; He touched her nipples gently, teasing her while she struggled to turn away from those watching.&nbsp; <br><br>"You've given up some freedom of choice.&nbsp; You are now forced to be in this space and can't leave or move away.&nbsp; Now I think it's time to take away another small piece of your independance."&nbsp; Jason moved toward a section of the room where several different types of restraints and gags were hanging.&nbsp; After a moment of thought, he selected a gag that he thought would serve the purpose.&nbsp; He approached Missy and stood in front of her, a smile on his face.&nbsp; "I've taken away your ability to move away from me, and now I will take away your ability to protest."&nbsp; <br><br>Slowly he raised the gag to her mouth.&nbsp; "Open wide."&nbsp; Gently he pushed the gag into her mouth and then fixed the buckle behind her head. He made sure it was tight but not so tight that she would be in extreme discomfort. Again he stepped back to admire his work.&nbsp; Missy's eyes seemed like some cartoon character.&nbsp; It was clear to Jason that she was in a place that she'd never been before.&nbsp; He smiled, then came closer to her.&nbsp; "Are we having fun yet?" he whispered to her as he gently brushed her nipples with his fingers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning the Ropes (Ariabella and Sir Geoffrey)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ariabella</strong> on <strong>11-01-2010, 13:30:55</strong>
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				Missy's attempt to speak came out as merely a grunt. She closed her eyes slowly and reopened them. With her hands restrained and no way to protest, he could do anything he wanted to to her. The number of people watching her seemed to grow in numbers, and she twisted her lower body. Her lips wrapped around the gag, her mouth filled. She breathed heavily as she waited for what would be coming next. She should be more frightened than she was, but she was more excited than anything else. Her body pulsed as her heart pounded.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning the Ropes (Ariabella and Sir Geoffrey)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sir Geoffrey</strong> on <strong>11-01-2010, 19:24:50</strong>
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				Jason smiled – pleased with the effect he was having on her. He moved around behind her and reached up with both hands to check her wrists and be sure she hadn’t loosened the ropes.&nbsp; Satisfied with the ropes, he slowly slid his hands down the sides of her arms, her underarms to her sides stopping at her breasts.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;“I’m very pleased that you didn’t encumber yourself with a bra. I’m sure it’s a more natural feeling.”&nbsp; <br><br>As he whispered in her ear, his hands moved over her chest, each hand cupping a breast.&nbsp; He gently pinched each of her nipples before moving his hands back to her sides. His hands continued to move down gently sliding over her hips toward her thighs.&nbsp; He stopped when his fingers met the hem of her dress.&nbsp; Missy’s breathing quickened as he slipped his fingers under the dress’s hem and gently grabbed the dress.<br><br>“You’ve attracted quite a little crowd Missy.&nbsp; Let’s entertain them a bit shall we?”<br><br>Ever so slowly he began to pull her dress upwards.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning the Ropes (Ariabella and Sir Geoffrey)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ariabella</strong> on <strong>12-01-2010, 02:37:20</strong>
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				Missy was breathing even heavier as he began to lift her skirt. She tried to block out the crowd that was starting to watch her but she was beginning to feel very sexy. And that feeling made her want to show herself off somewhat. She nodded in response to his question. She feared her knees might buckle as her dress inched up. That probably wouldn't be a good thing. She focused her attention on her Master.
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				Post by: <strong>Sir Geoffrey</strong> on <strong>12-01-2010, 20:39:15</strong>
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				Jason was a bit surprised at her nod.&nbsp; “You impress me Missy.&nbsp; Most first timers would be mortified at the thought of being exposed like this and would be struggling to try to cover themselves somehow.&nbsp; It occurs to me that you actually enjoy this.”<br><br>He continued to slide her dress up past her hips almost to her waist.&nbsp; He glanced around the room and saw Missy’s friend sitting almost directly in front of them.<br><br>“I think it’s the attention.&nbsp; You enjoy others watching you – especially those that you know.&nbsp; Look at who is sitting right in front of you – watching.&nbsp; Isn’t that your little friend – the one you came in here with?”<br><br>He saw the look of horror in Missy’s eyes as she saw Katy staring at her with a look of shock on her face. She tried to turn away but Jason held her in place.&nbsp; She felt him pull the dress up further, slipping it over her breasts, the chill of the room making her nipples seem to stiffen even more.<br><br>“Good girl” he whispered. “Almost there.”<br>&nbsp; <br>Jason pulled the dress over her head sliding it up toward her tethered wrists. He gathered the dress on one side and slipped the bunched fabric over the top of her hand so that is rested in her outstretched palm.&nbsp; He repeated the process on the other side giving her the appearance that she was holding the rumpled dress above her head. He slid his hands back down her arms to her breasts.&nbsp; This time he fondled them as he whispered in her ear.<br><br>“Look at you - nothing to hide and loving every minute.&nbsp; I never realized that you were such a little tramp.&nbsp; Maybe that’s why I like how you write.”<br><br>He slid one hand down past her stomach and slipped his fingers into her panties.&nbsp; “I bet you’re just soaked aren’t you?”&nbsp; He slid his hand inside.&nbsp; Not only was she wet but her panties were soaked as well.&nbsp; He slipped his middle finger between her lips, touched her clit, and heard a distinct moan.<br><br>“I love the sexy little panties Missy, but the next time you come here, you’re not to wear any. Do you understand?”<br>&nbsp; <br>He slid his other hand to her panties, grabbed at them with both hands and pulled.&nbsp; The flimsy material literally burst apart.&nbsp; He let the torn fabric fall to the floor. He ran both hands up between her legs feeling her smooth skin making sure to drag one finger gently over her clit.<br><br>“This is so much better. All I want you to do now is to spread your legs apart so all of your new friends have a perfect view.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Learning the Ropes (Ariabella and Sir Geoffrey)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ariabella</strong> on <strong>13-01-2010, 03:41:57</strong>
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				"Yes, Master," Missy said softly, both to let him know she understood his order about the underwear and what he wanted her to do. Trembling when his fingers trailed over her clit, she spread her legs and glanced at him, wondering if they were far enough apart. When she sneaked a glance at Katy, her friend gave her the thumbs up. Had she suspected all along that Missy might like this?
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