A splash of cold erupted around her face and body and her eyelids shot open and she sat bolt upright on her bed. She had been doused with cold water and awoke to find James holding an empty bucket that was dripping water onto the floor. He wasn’t smiling.
“violet, what am I going to do with you? I thought my last instruction was pretty clear, in the absence of a direct command from Me, you will wait in the ‘wait’ pose. Was there a misunderstanding with those directions?”
James blue eyes were stern, not harsh, and Violet felt ashamed that she had disappointed him so thoroughly. She quickly got up off the bed and stood in a ‘wait’ pose. She felt strange that she did this without raising any kind of excuse or protest. She somehow knew that they would fall on deaf ears anyway and she didn’t want to be seen as the girl who couldn’t hack it. She had been proving people wrong about her and her abilities her whole life. She signed on for this two-week training vacation and she was going to see it through.
James put down the bucket and stood in front of the naked, wet woman standing in front of him. “I guess I need to help you a little bit. I know this training can seem really intense and may take a few days to get used to, and I know you haven’t slept much, you’ll get used to that. But for today, I think, I am going to help you, just a little bit, and just this one time. Does that sound agreeable to you, violet?”
Violet’s eyes opened wide in surprise. Maybe she would get to sleep for a few hours, even if it was only for today, she would do anything for a few hours rest. “Yes, James thank you.”
James smiled and walked out of the room.
Violet was once again left alone with her thoughts. She dared not move from her ‘wait’ pose. And she was grateful that her training from last night took hold of her tired mind and body and kept her looking straight ahead of her, if she focused on the now soaking wet bed, she may fall asleep just from the memory of how comfy that little bed actually was.
Violet stayed in her pose. She let her mind decouple itself from her tired heavy body. She knew she wasn’t allowed to sleep, but her consciousness was floating and nothing felt real. This place, her standing there naked, except for the leather collar around her neck. Still wet and cold from the icy water she had been doused with. All of it seemed like a dream and her consciousness floated just above her body.
James came back into the room but he was carrying what looked like a stripper pole on a wide pentagon base. This image seemed even more alien than the feeling of floating above her body, and Violet tried to make sense of what she was seeing.
James was saying something to her, but she couldn’t hear. Her consciousness was slow to drift down from above her and slip back into her body but nothing worked properly. James was speaking and she knew she was supposed to be paying attention but everything was muffled, as if being heard through water.
“violet, stand by me, please.”
Violet felt her body obey without really understanding what it was she was doing. She moved mechanically as her mind tried to work through where she was and wake up fully.
James moved the stripper pole closer to the wall, about where Violet had been standing, there he attached a securing strap to an eye bolt that she had noticed when she was cleaning but hadn’t paid any real attention to.
“violet, move onto the platform of the pole, facing me,” James said.
Violet moved and stood on the platform facing James, with her back to the pole.
“Attention”
Violet, felt her body obey even though her mind had difficulty really understanding what James had said. Her feet spaced themselves a few inches apart pointing forward, her hands flattened and rested on the front part of her thighs as she looked straight ahead.
James nodded, but didn’t smile. He got a long purple rope and stood behind her. The first thing she felt was her wrists being pulled back around the pole and the rope sliding over her wrists tying them in place. Then she felt rope wrap around her elbows and squeeze them together. The cold of the metal stripper pole that was now up against her back helped to wake her up a little, but the discomfort of having her elbows being synched together around the pole cut through her fatigue haze and she inhaled sharply through her teeth.
“Are you alright? This isn’t too tight, is it? It is not my intent to cause you pain, you must tell me if I am hurting you, violet.”
Violet could hear the concern in his voice and she had to catch herself from shaking her head. “No, I’m alright just never been…”
“Never been what?”
Violet was ashamed. She was ashamed that she had to admit that she had never been tied up before, but as that thought arose in her mind, she wondered why was that a reason to be ashamed?
“I’ve never been tied up before, and what your doing is uncomfortable,” Violet responded.
“Being uncomfortable is ok, if you ever start to feel pain, you must tell Me.”
Violet felt the ropes tighten a little around her elbows and then it stopped and her elbows were held fast by the rope, her elbows were almost touching, but not quite.
Violet stood as she was as she felt more rope slide around her body pressing and holding her body against the cold stripper pole. James moved with speed as ropes wrapped around her shoulders and breasts, cupping her breasts as the small of her back was pulled and locked against the pole behind her. Rope wrapped around her hips and thighs, tugging them against the pole and locking her in place. She stood immobile with only her head able to move, except she wasn’t able to move her head, James hadn’t released her from her ‘attention’ pose.
James stood in front of her testing the ropes and making a few adjustments here and there. “How do you feel, violet? Is there any pain? Any biting or stinging anywhere?”
Violet made a quick mental check, she tugged and moved what limbs and joints she could. Her body was held almost completely immobile against the pole at her back. “No, James no pain anywhere.”
“Good girl. This is called bondage. And what I’ve done is a pretty basic pole bondage tie. As you get more comfortable with bondage, we’ll try more exotic ties and more compromising positions. But I think for now, we’ll start with what we have.”
Even through the tired haze her mind was forced to work through, she caught on the phrases ‘more exotic ties’ and ‘more compromising positions’. But before she could even think to ask, James interrupted her slow thought process.
“Open your mouth, violet.”
The command was in his usual voice, not stern or angry, and Violet felt her jaw drop and her mouth opened. James nodded and forced a touch rubber ball into her mouth. It took her a moment to realize that the ball was connected to some kind of leather straps that James wrapped around her head and fastened tightly to the pole behind her, locking her head in place.
James patted her shoulder, “good girl. I’m going to be away for a while. If you are able, you may sleep.” James walked out of the room without another word.
Violet tried talking and calling out around the gag. She was met with hot electricity shooting down her body from her collar. Her body convulsed as the current shot through her. It didn’t last long, but long enough so she understood, she wasn’t given permission to speak. As she recovered from the latest shock, she was aware that she was drooling around the ball gag and it was dripping onto her breasts and chest.
She couldn’t do anything about it though. She felt disgusting, feeling her own warm drool fall from her mouth onto her breasts, it was enough to make her gag. She tried to ignore it and focus on the promise of sleep that James had given her permission to do so. She closed her eyes, and even though she was exhausted sleep didn’t come.
She was suspended on this pole and she was immobile and secure but somehow, she wasn’t able to convince her body to just sag against the ropes so she could sleep. She stood a long time, trying to slurp up her drool before it had the chance to drip onto her breasts, she was only half successful. She was forced to deal with the gross feeling of what drool she wasn’t able to catch, slowly sliding down her naked body, making her even more grossed out and made it impossible to sleep.
“Hello, little one, enjoy your nap?”
Violet’s eyes were slow to open. She heard the voice, sweet and feminine cut through her sleep and awaken her. Her body had never been so sore. She still couldn’t move but the burning in her joints told her that she was going to be sore for days after this. She slowly opened her eyes.
The woman standing in front of her was tall. Her long raven hair was thickly curled and full of shine and volume. Her piercing brown eyes stared deeply into hers. Her pale skin was covered with a dark gothic style leather corset. Violet let her eyes slide down the woman’s body to the thigh high stiletto latex boots that wrapped around her legs from mid-thigh down to her feet.
Violet wasn’t able to nod and she couldn’t speak, but she tried. Her tongue felt like it was wrapped in cotton, and that was before she remembered she was wearing a ball gag.
Violet had wanted to say ‘yes, I did’ but it came out as, “eshhh.. ah eed.”
The woman facing her placed one of her latex gloved hands over her mouth to cover a smile or a giggle as she turned and motioned to the door of the room.
Another woman stepped through the open doorway. Violet recognized her almost immediately, and suddenly she wanted to be anywhere else then there. She strained against her bonds as the newcomer walked towards her with a wide smile on her face.
“Well, well, well, this is such a nice surprise, isn’t it violet?”
The other woman didn’t even bother hiding the giggle that escaped her lips. Violet was looking at the last person in the world she wanted to see, the team lead for her company’s Human Resources and fiscal appropriations section herself. Violet’s rival and the one person who could truly ruin her life, Eva.
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