Time Out Of Time - Chapter 103 (Mf+, bdsm, exh, nc) [103/???]

After a few minutes Jane walked quietly back into the dining room. Her 
feet whispering across the hardwood.

She had tears in her eyes, but she willed them back. She walked over 
to where I was seated. She swallowed heavily and handed me what she 
had in her hands. Five lengths of rope. I took them from her hands and 
just placed them on the table in front of me.

She looked at me pleadingly, but knew what she had to do. Actually she 
was the only one who knew, so she had to go first. Taking a deep 
breath, the girl slowly pulled at her gown until it lifted over her 
bare body and over her head. She shook her hair out, not quite being 
able to stop the tear as it rolled down the left side of her face. 
Hating stripping for me, again. She carefully laid the garment out on 
the table in front of the others, so it wouldn't wrinkle and then 
stood proudly in front of me. I'd turned my chair and sat back 
watching her move in the candlelight.

She sighed and turned her back to me. She carefully folded her arms 
behind her, silently waiting for the ropes to be placed on her. I 
wound the soft rope around her wrists and forearms, holding them 
securely together. Not tight, but inescapable for the girl. I tucked 
the last end in, and touched her bare shoulder. Tears were brimming 
again in her eyes as she gently pulled against her bound arms. Knowing 
that she wasn't getting out of this until I let her out. Her arms 
folded behind her had the effect of accentuating her bared breasts and 
she knew it. She took another deep breath.

"Your slave. She thanks you," she whispered. Knowing that this is what 
we'd arranged. She walked over to her seat and sat herself down. Now 
bound, but not particularly uncomfortably. She just couldn't lean back 
into the chair. She sat up straight instead, quietly fidgeting. She 
shouldn't have any problems with circulation in her hands.

Jane looked to her left and whispered to Amy who was sitting beside 
her. Silently watching. "You're next. Just do what I did. Okay?"

The nude girl nodded and quietly got to her feet. She didn't have any 
clothing to remove so she just stood with her back to me. Allowing me 
to tie her. Thanking me. One by one, Jane told the girls who was next. 
Even Sheila, with her discomfort submitted to the binding without 
complaint. They had no idea how long I was going to leave them like 
this. Finally ending at Christi.

The last girl rose to her bare feet. She approached with tears falling 
down her pretty face. Unashamed. She lowered herself to her knees and 
looked up at me.

"Please. I'm begging you. Don't make me take them off. I swear. I'll 
do whatever you want. You can tie me. I don't care."

"Christi. Sweety. On your feet." Silent tears traced down her face. 
She obeyed. "You knew you weren't going to be allowed them forever. 
I'll let you put them back on later. I promise."

"You promise?"

"Even if I didn't, you can't do much about it. Come on. I don't want 
to punish you. Take them off for me. I just want you naked for a 
while. I'll let you have the clothes back. Honest. Okay?"

I was being gentle with her. Not really wanting to ruin the evening. I 
don't think she wanted to either; she sighed a bit and simply reached 
for her top and pulled it over her head. In a few minutes, the jeans 
had slipped down her legs and she daintily stepped out of them. She 
flushed a bit, but bent to pick up the clothing. Carefully, she folded 
it and placed it with Jane's evening gown.

She swallowed heavily and turned her back to me. She folded her arms 
like the other women. I wrapped her as I had the others and she 
silently returned to her seat. The women were all quiet. Sitting there 
in their bonds and waiting patiently to see what else I had planned 
for them. Even Jane, who sort of knew, was aware that I could change 
my mind as well as any female.

I rose to my feet, gazing at the females, so naked and beautiful in 
the candlelight. I almost just wanted to order them to be silent and 
just watch them all night like this. Perhaps one night I would. 
Tonight they deserved something else.

I motioned for them to rise, and as one, they all scrambled to their 
bare feet. Their bound arms impeded them, but they managed. I walked 
out to the large room that housed the entertainment area. The girls 
quietly followed.

"Make yourselves as comfortable as you can."

The girls looked around the room. Only Amy had spent any time in here. 
It was a huge room. Carpeted. Lots of choices for five women to settle 
in. There was two easy chairs. The sofa. A recliner. Hassock.

Uncertainly the women looked around. Unsure what was going to happen, 
and not sure where they were best situated. Jane sighed and led them 
once again. She knew. She walked over to the sofa and lowered herself 
carefully to one end. Having a bit of trouble with her balance. Her 
arms forcing her into an awkward position. She settled herself in, 
settled back. Stretching her bare legs out across the sofa. Her legs 
reached about halfway.

Jane looked up at the rest of the unmoving girls. She smiled 
encouragingly at them. "Come on, you fraidy cats. Jeez. The furniture 
isn't going to bite you. Relax."

Christi tentatively stepped forward and walked towards the other end 
of the sofa. She dropped into it and sighed. Comfortable. The rest of 
the girls followed. Elizabeth and Sheila taking easy chairs and Amy 
settling herself on the carpet. Her back up against the ottoman, 
leaning back, her legs curled under herself. She was facing the wrong 
way, but she didn't know that yet. She probably thought that I wanted 
the recliner and the women had run out of furniture. She took the 
floor.

I looked at Amy. Spoke to her. "Amy? You can take the recliner if you 
want it. I'm going to join Christi and Jane on the couch."

Amy looked up gratefully and smiled. "That's alright. Can I move to it 
later? I'm comfortable here."

"Sure. Whatever you want. You can even switch around later if you 
want. No problem."

The girls shifted a bit uneasily. Not sure what was coming up.

I walked over and settled myself into the center of the sofa. Christi 
and Jane both pulled up their legs to allow me to sit down between 
them. They modestly kept their legs together as they shifted.

I picked up a remote and aimed it at the huge wall unit across the 
room. The doors silently slid open to reveal a huge television and the 
stereo to which Amy had previously been listening in here.

"Alright. We have choices here."

The girls all looked towards me expectantly. Except Jane who knew what 
the choices were because she'd set them up.

"The bozo didn't have a huge selection, but these are your choices. I 
don't want a lot of arguing."

The girls nodded. Confused.

"Forrest Gump. Debbie Does Dallas. Sleepless in Seattle. Toy Story. Or 
Virile Vixens Bound and Whipped ... an exciting three hour 
extravaganza."

Christi started to laugh. "Virile Vixens? You have to be joking."

I reached under the coffee table and pulled up the box. Showed it to 
her. She stopped laughing. "Oh my God." She hesitated. "Are you 
honestly giving us a choice? Or are you expecting us to pick ... uh 
... certain ones."

"I'm honestly giving you a choice. Pick two. I feel like watching a 
couple of movies, and I thought that you all might appreciate it as 
well. Not much for entertainment around here. At least nothing that 
you'd like as well."

I touched Jane's shoulder and motioned for her to rise. She did.

"Now. By the time I get back I want a consensus. I already know what 
Jane is voting for."

I guided the bound woman around the sofa and we walked back out 
towards the kitchen.

"You are so cruel. I swear it," Jane murmured as we walked along.

"What?"

"You know that they aren't going to know which ones to pick. Be afraid 
of punishment if they pick what they really want to see. Why'd you 
throw those two in? Debbie Does Dallas? Huh?"

She grinned at me. Actually kind of liking being on the inside of the 
joke for a change.

I laughed as we entered the kitchen. I released her arms and she idly 
rubbed her forearms. I looked at her and she held her arms up. I 
cuffed her with the handcuffs she'd laid out on the table for me 
earlier. She pulled at them a bit but eventually settled down. Between 
us we popped four bowls of popcorn and salted and buttered them. I had 
to keep slapping at her hands as she playfully tried to get some into 
her mouth.

After we were done, I handed her a bowl, and clipped three pairs of 
handcuffs to her left arm loosely. I balanced the other bowls in my 
free arms and we walked back to the entertainment room. I stopped just 
outside the doors. I heard Christi's voice.

"You have to be joking. He's going to punish us if we don't pick the 
ones *he* wants to see. And I think that is pretty obvious."

"I suppose," Elizabeth sounded so disappointed.

"See," Jane hissed in my ear.

I smiled at her and pushed the door open with my foot. Jane walked 
into the room and the girls faces lit up as they smelled the popcorn. 
I placed the largest bowl on the coffee table in front of the sofa and 
distributed the smaller bowls to the other girls. One to Amy on the 
floor and one each to Elizabeth and Sheila.

"Now. If you chose right, I'll let you all out of those ropes so you 
can eat your popcorn. If you chose wrong, you can pick who feeds you. 
Either way you get the popcorn." I'd gone to the trouble of making 
them snacks, damned if I wasn't going to let them eat it.

The girls looked a little confused but that didn't really matter to 
me.

I turned to Christi. "Have a consensus?"

"We want to watch what you want to watch," she smiled.

"Cute. But no. What have you all chosen? Hmmmm? Do we need to vote?"

"No. We decided."

"Okay?"

"We'll watch the porns with you. The Virile Vixens and Debbie."

"That's very kind of you. But you're lying."

Christi went pale.

"But. We thought that is what you wanted."

"It might be. But I told you to pick what *you* wanted. Not what *I* 
wanted."

"Oh God. Does this mean we are going to get punished? Please no. It's 
been such a nice evening. Please?"

"You are going to get punished. But it isn't a hard punishment. Are 
you all reasonably comfortable?"

Thrown by the question, the girls all nodded. Even Jane who wasn't 
really expecting any of this.

"Alright. Between Amy, Elizabeth and Sheila, pick one of you to be 
handcuffed like Jane here. She'll be responsible for feeding the 
others their popcorn. That's your punishment. If you'd done what you 
were told, then you'd all be free of the ropes. Okay?"

They all nodded. The lightest punishment that any of them had ever 
endured.

"That means Elizabeth and Sheila will have to join Amy on the floor 
until the popcorn is done."

The two girls slipped to their knees and moved towards Amy. I got up 
and moved their popcorn to the center of the room where they were all 
kneeling.

"Who?"

"Elizabeth, I guess." Amy spoke quietly.

I released Elizabeth from her ropes and quickly recuffed her hands in 
front of her. She nodded, understanding what was expected from her.

I returned to my seat. "Now. What movies are we going to watch 
tonight?"

Christi spoke. "Our other choices were Forrest Gump and Sleepless. 
We'd all seen Toy Story. Most of us had seen Forrest Gump too, but Amy 
hadn't. If we still have a choice." She looked a bit glum. She'd been 
the one to cause this trouble. Her arms would be free now if she'd 
realized what was expected of her. Same with Amy and Sheila.

"Alright then."

I sent Jane to load up the VCR. Her bare body moved effeciently 
towards the television. Jane returned to her seat after pushing 
Forrest Gump into the VCR, moving the big bowl of popcorn into my lap.

I flicked the remotes, getting away from the static on all the 
channels and starting the movie. I sent Jane to dim the lights. She 
did and returned.

I'd already seen Forest Gump, so I contented myself with watching the 
girls. Jane carefully feeding me and Christi. Taking the occasional 
kernel herself as she watched the movie. The girls on the floor were 
engrossed. Kneeling. Bound. Elizabeth feeding them quietly. I relaxed. 
Occasionally watching Tom Hanks bumble his way through life.

It seemed so short as the credits rolled up the screen. We'd long ago 
finished our bowl of popcorn, Jane settling back into her seat. Her 
legs pulled up. Sometime during the movie, Elizabeth had finished 
feeding the other two, it didn't look like they'd finished all their 
popcorn, but presumably they didn't want any more, since Elizabeth had 
moved back to her chair. Amy and Sheila had just remained kneeling on 
the carpet through the whole movie.

I felt my eyes closing as it ended. But I'd promised the girls two 
movies. I didn't bother rewinding Forest Gump, just asking Jane to 
change the tapes. She complied.

"Elizabeth?"

"Yes sir?"

"Come here."

She rose her bare body from her chair and approached. A bit 
apprehensively.

I took her cuffed hands and released them. I gently refolded her arms 
behind her bare back and retied her as she squirmed a bit. Preferring 
the handcuffs.

I did the same to Jane. She didn't seem to mind and settled back into 
her position.

"You two don't need to stay there, you know." I spoke to Sheila and 
Amy still curled up on the carpet together.

"We know. If you want us to move, we will, but it's nice down here." 
They'd come off their knees and were sitting a little more comfortably 
after the first movie. Stretching themselves out.

"Alright. Suit yourselves."

I flipped on the second movie. The girls settled back in their bonds 
and were captured by the movie. The flick didn't interest me again, 
though I watched more of it this time. Instead I reached out, drawing 
Christi's bare feet into my lap. She allowed it without any 
hesitation. As she watched the movie, I played with her bare toes, 
rubbing her insteps. She moaned a bit at the attention, seemed to be 
enjoying it. About halfway through the movie she drew her legs back. 
In moments Jane had extended her feet into my lap. I relaxed idly 
playing with her feet, occasionally tickling her, making her squeal. 
But she kept her bare feet in my lap through it all.

I don't remember the end of the movie. I woke up sometime much later. 
Static on the television. Glancing around the room, Elizabeth was 
asleep with her head ducked to her chest. She hadn't moved from her 
chair. Jane and Christi had both extended their bare feet over my 
thighs. Toes touching. My hands rested easily on their shins. They 
were fast asleep. Christi's head bent to her shoulder. Jane's fallen 
forward, her hair obscuring her face. Amy and Sheila had stretched out 
on the floor. Sleeping peacefully, despite the ropes. On their sides. 
Their bare breasts rising and falling as they breathed shallowly.

I flipped off the television, silencing the static. Christi stirred as 
the white noise disappeared. She opened her eyes and looked at me. 
Pulling gently against her trapped arms.

"Good night, Master" she murmured before closing her eyes and falling 
back asleep. I was exhausted. I tilted my head back as well, idly 
thinking that I was going to regret not going up to bed as I fell into 
a deep slumber.