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Sydney opened their eyes... sometime later. They lay in
side-by-side and face-to-face... and, after they realized they
both awake... smiling and gazing into each others eyes.
of the light shining through the windows suggested late
possibly very late
afternoon, close to the time they should be thinking about
for the coming feast. Not that the naked trio on the bed
anything to prepare,
collared and chained to the wall. And
Pilar was even more helpless, as her
ankles, crossed wrists, and upper body had been bound with
rope by her fellow prisoners. All they could do was wait
their elven-handlers to return.
"So... tell me what's gotten into you," Hannah whispered.
"Nothing," Sydney whispered back.
Hannah's smile took a dubious twist. "You said you were
tell me later. It's later."
"Okay," Sydney chuckled, softly. They were both trying to
Pilar sleep. "Jillian and Cody had me bound and gagged
Maiden," she whispered.
Hannah's eyes widened. "While... while Pilar and I were on
"No, last Tuesday," Sydney huffed. "Of course while you two
"And... you heard us talking?"
Sydney nodded, her eyes glistening. "Uh... it isn't
that you love me, Hannah," she purred. "but it was nice to hear
it like that."
Hannah blushed. "Lucky I didn't say how I really feel," she
"Stop it," Sydney chided. "Don't be a cold bitch.
Hannah's smile returned. "It used to be, anyway."
leaned close and planted a gentle kiss on Sydney's lips.
freakin' me out, Syd."
A tear formed, rolled from the corner of Sydney's eye, and
into the soft pillow cushioning her head. "It was fun
brag to Brown Eyes about your hot girlfriend," she teased.
Hannah's blush returned. "Shuddup. Jillian was a
do that to you."
"No, ya think?" Sydney drawled. "I'm gonna get her for
Hannah nodded. "As long as you're not talking about
this job. Property management gigs with this good a fringe
benefits package are few and far between."
"Not to worry. I'm not contemplating anything terribly drastic,"
said grimly, "just... medieval."
Pilar rolled onto her side and smiled at the
blonde and redhead. "'Revenge is a dish best served
Latina quoted. Obviously,
she was awake.
"Who asked you, Nomad?" Sydney growled.
"Time will give you a chance to cool down," Pilar suggested,
"and to do
some proper planning."
"I don't want to be
"And yet, you can't help it," Hannah cooed, and kissed her
"Stop," Sydney huffed, and she glared at Pilar. "If you
Pilar's smile widened. "Warn
"You only have two days left in your visit," Sydney noted.
not gonna be 'cool' 'til sometime next week."
"Wicked cool," Hannah
and kissed Sydney, again.
"I said stop," Sydney growled, then sighed and returned the
it became a Kayley-Kiss, with the lovers in a tight embrace,
bodies pressed tightly together and their hands gliding over
others tan and freckled skin.
Pilar smiled as she watched her fellow captives writhe and
she cleared her throat. "Ahem. I
was thinking of some future visit."
"Mo-kay," Sydney mumbled (through Hannah's tongue), and the kiss
"Sounds like a plan," Hannah agreed, when she came up for air.
"It's not a plan yet," Sydney noted. "We need to enlist
"Risky," Hannah said.
"Have her plan something you can adapt,"
"Brilliant!" Hannah gushed, then smiled at her girlfriend.
being rude," she purred.
Sydney smiled back. "By neglecting our guest?"
"Exactly," Hannah agreed, and both turned to smile at Pilar.
Pilar smiled back, nervously.
Carefully lifting her chain so it wouldn't drag across Pilar's
Sydney climbed over the Nomad Dancer's bound body and snuggled
her right side. Hannah snuggled against Pilar's left side.
"So," Pilar said, as she looked from the grinning blonde to the
grinning redhead, "are we forming a conspiracy?"
Sydney nodded. "How does 'The Sisterhood of the Horse and
sound?" she purred, and began caressing Pilar's right breast.
Hannah chuckled. "I'll work on a secret handshake."
sliding her hand over Pilar's flat stomach, lower arms, and
Pilar squirmed and tugged on her bonds. "Should I work on
uniforms or something?"
"Don't be stupid," Sydney muttered, as she leaned close and
Pilar's right cheek. "How can a secret conspiracy have
"We're outlaws," Hannah purred, and kissed Pilar's left
"The Resistance." She nibbled Pilar's left nipple.
"Freedom Fighters," Sydney agreed, and thrust her tongue into
"Wolfsheads," Hannah said, and licked Pilar's right nipple.
"'Wolfsheads'?" Sydney huffed. "You really are hanging around
Scholar too much." She reached out and lightly thumped
the top of her girlfriend's head. "Keep to your side," she
growled. "Don't be greedy."
Hannah affected a coy pout. "I thought you loved me?" she
"Shuddup," Sydney muttered, leaned over Pilar's body, and
kiss on Hannah's mouth... and again it turned into a
Pilar lay in her bonds and watched her co-conspirators suck
Hannah's braids and Sydney's red curls caressed her breasts as
kiss continued. "I'm beginning to feel like a third
Hannah broke free from Sydney's lips. "The Triad!" she
said. "That's a much better name than The Sisterhood."
"You're a genius," Sydney said, sarcastically.
"I think it's a wonderful suggestion,"
"Does Constance hold classes when I'm not around?" Sydney
rolling her eyes. "Obscure References One-Oh-One?"
"It's not obscure," Pilar responded. "A triskelion is a—"
A key was rattling in the door lock. The captives quickly
composed themselves and faced the opening portal.
Cricket (the Terrible Wood-Elf Warrior) leaned across the
grinned, and tossed something on the bed. "The Roman Bath
changing room," she announced, pulled the door closed, and was
"Looks like we're expected to handle ourselves," Hannah said,
up a small skeleton key.
"So to speak," Sydney chuckled, and held her hair to the side as
unlocked her collar. She then accepted the key and
The chains rattled as they tossed the collars aside, then Hannah
Sydney smiled down at the still collared and bound Pilar.
"I suppose we could be fashionably late," Sydney purred,
Pilar's right breast. "It won't take long to boink this
one a few
Hannah kissed Sydney's cheek, then held her hand out for the
"She's our Triad Sister, remember?"
"So?" Sydney asked. But she did hand over the key.
"Untie her ankles," Hannah said, as she unlocked Pilar's collar
tossed it aside. She then began untying her wrists and
Soon, Pilar was free and the nude trio climbed off the bed.
"I've got it!" Hannah gasped, and held out her left hand in a
her thumb and
little finger extended. "Gimme," she said to Sydney.
"Huh?" Sydney responded.
"I see," Pilar chuckled, presented her left hand in the same
manner, and hooked her thumb through Hannah's pinkie.
"Oh," Sydney huffed, "that secret handshake you were working
on." She presented her left hand and all three were now
thumb to little finger. "Down with the Tyrant!" Sydney
"Justice!" Hannah added.
"Freedom!" Pilar intoned.
The Sisterhood of the Triad completed their Secret Ritual and
for the changing room.
"You know," Hannah said to Sydney, as they padded down the
"Jillian didn't know I was gonna say anything, uh,
probably just thought you'd get a charge out of being a helpless
"That is true," Pilar agreed.
"I'm still gonna torture her in some horrific manner," Sydney
"Oh, of course," Hannah nodded.
"Wouldn't have it any other way," Pilar chuckled.
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A Foxwood Feast!
entire history of Foxwood there had never been what could
possibly be called a "bad feast". Okay, there had been
Festival two or three
years back, when a goose (one
a black mark on Kayley's
record. In any case, all agreed that tonight's feast was
epicurean triumph of the first order.
All the attendees, both the guests and Her Ladyship's retainers
were in their finest costumes.
The Cymric and English nobles, Jillian, Sydney, Ashley, and
at one table and had
pulled out all the stops, to the point of ostentation.
were in long and especially fine
silk veils held in place by gold headbands
appropriate to their ranks.
The Earl was in a new tunic of richly
embroidered velvet, fine hose, and polished boots. His
office was around his neck, and, as the guest of honor, his
on display to the right of the stage, hanging by its belt across
shield with the Gort coat-of-arms, a red "all-seeing eye" on a
All the others were at a second table.
Hannah was in the kingfisher-blue gown Jillian had bestowed on
she first arrived at Foxwood, as well as the silk veil and
headband engraved with Celtic knots. In addition, a gold
graced her throat. After all, despite being Lady Foxwood's
hostage, prisoner, and/or thrall, Hannah was a Saxon Princess.
Cricket and Cody were wearing garland-crowns of wildflowers and
leaves. Their gowns were of silk panels in forest colors,
bodices and plunging necklines and backs. The style was
scandalous, by Human standards, but was normal formal attire for
The Scholar and Mistress Kayley were in festive clothing
for their stations, clean, new linen skirts, blouses,and
bodices. Kayley began the feast with a full apron, to
finery, but removed it when all the food was on the tables and
could join the feast. Connie was wearing her finest
robe, as well as her medallion chain of
Even Princess Alice was dressed to impress, in a thrallish
manner. The iron collar was still locked around her
she was clean, and wildflowers
were tucked in her neatly brushed, copper-red curls (courtesy of
clothing was coarse linen, only slightly better than the
her every-day rags, but it was styled like Kayley or
Connie's peasant garb and was dyed in a faded green that
her Celtic coloring. Simple slippers were on her feet. She
most of the serving, of course, but was allowed to join the end
second table and to eat her fill.
And as for Pilar, the Desert Nomad Dancer was in her best
costume. A headband of gold
coins encircled her brow, but did nothing to restrict the flow
long, raven locks. Her outer garment was an open,
silk robe. Underneath, she was wearing what amounted to
more than a
bandeau and a narrow loincloth, both of thin, semi-transparent
silk. More silk, in the form of streamer-like scarves,
from the coin-belt around her waist and gold armlets around her
biceps. She was also wearing
pantaloons, but the baggy silk was gossamer-thin, almost to the
of being vapor,
and did absolutely nothing to hide her firm, shapely legs.
feet were in silk slippers, and bangles and bracelets adorned
wrists and ankles.
After an hour of conversation and feasting, one by one, the
members of the Foxwood Consort made their way to the stage,
their instruments, and began to play. Eventually, only
Foxwood, Lord and Lady Carleton, Mistress Kayley, and Cody
sipping wine, nibbling tidbits, and sampling the many desserts.
Pilar had shed her robe and slippers and joined the musicians on
stage. She didn't dance to every song, but only
when the tune was
As the evening wound down, the Consort
began the number Pilar had rehearsed with Cricket. The
Nomad Dancer smiled at the diminutive Wood-Elf, and Cricket set
her dulcimer, kicked off her slippers,
untied the ribbons laced up the sides of the skirts of her gown,
joined Pilar at center-stage. It was a complex medley in
key and started slow, with the dancers circling and mirroring
movements. Gradually, the tempo picked up, and soon Pilar
and Cricket were whirling and spinning, with the Nomad's silk
fluttering and the Elf's skirts lifting as they danced.
and flashed, and as the tempo continued to build, the grinning
slapped their partner's hand
at the end of every bar, and gave a shout!
as their moves became more and more
Finally, the song ended and the dancers struck a graceful
The dancers and musicians bowed, then Cricket darted over
accept a congratulatory kiss from Alice—to more applause.
Lady Foxwood remained standing after the others had resumed
seats. "Pilar, you truly are blessed by the Spirit of the
Pilar bowed in acknowledgment, then indicated her fellow
"Dancing is easy in the company of such a talented elf."
swept her arm to include the Consort. "And such gifted
All on stage took a bow as their audience applauded, then
turned to her fellow nobles. "Lord and Lady
friends and guests, it is the tradition of the hall to end the
tonight, we break with tradition." She
turned back to the stage and nodded to Sydney.
"Be Mine Tonight,"
whispered to her fellow musicians, and they
began to play.
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a haunting ballad, and Ashley smiled as it unfolded—then her
popped wide in
astonishment! Mitch was singing!
"Be mine tonight,
We'll travel through
In our own little
You've always been
Mitch was a baritone, and Ashley knew he could sing—but
was he doing?
I feel your love beside me
Through the laughter and the
You've conquered all my
Mitch took Ashley's hand and gently pulled her to her
led her to open space away from the table and they began to
and arms at full length, turning in a simple pavan.
"So many stories,
So many treasures,
So much our lives have
We've done it all and
done it together,
You know I've always
There was more, and by the time Mitch came to
verse, Ashley's eyes were brimming.
Your face is always before
Our souls are now as one...
We've only just begun."
In point of fact, there wasn't a dry eye in the house.
Lord and Lady Carleton embraced. "You bastard," Ashley
in Mitch's ear. "How long did you practice that?"
"I called Sydney and asked her to suggest something from the
repertoire," he whispered back. "She sent me a CD and I've
practicing for a
month... singing to Mrs. Klingpeel with the office door closed."
"Bastard!" Ashley chuckled, and they kissed.
"Awww..." the Foxwood
cooed, even Sydney.
Jillian cleared her throat. "Ahem...
"Huh?" Hannah whispered to Sydney.
Constance had overheard. "Midsummer
Dream," she whispered.
All eyes were on Mitch and
Ashley. The Earl had lifted his wife into his arms and was
heading for the
Common Room door.
Sydney began playing Be Mine
Tonight on her Harp Guitar, very softly. The
others joined in,
also quietly, and the Foxwood Consort played the lovers out.
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broke the silence. "That was
sweet," she sighed.
"Yeah," Sydney chuckled. "Lucky none of us are diabetic."
Hannah smiled at her girlfriend. "Ever the hopeless
she purred, and Sydney stuck out her tongue.
The Consort began casing and stowing their instruments.
Jillian nodded at Cody, and she smiled, curtsied, and climbed
to the stage.
Pilar had been watching the others pack up.
"What?" she gasped. Cody had grabbed her hands, spun her
and was binding her wrists behind her back with a leather
thong. "Why are you tying me?" she demanded, batting her
effect. "Was my dancing not pleasing?"
"Oh, it was pleasing," Cody drawled, as she bound Pilar's elbows
together with another thong. "In fact—" She cinched
elbow bindings tight, and Pilar gasped. "It was downright
Jillian had joined the others on the stage and Kayley had begun
carrying the remaining food back to the kitchen. Her
focused on Alice, but the diminutive thrall was in a lip-lock
equally diminutive lover and failed to notice. "You two
Mistress Kayley clean up," she ordered... and was ignored.
Jillian smiled, indulgently. "I said—"
Connie intervened, putting her arms around the Bobbsey Twins
and shepherding them from the stage. "I'll help," she
announced. "That way it'll go faster. And then these
can get a room."
"Speaking of which," Sydney muttered, and grabbed one of
braids. "Will you come quietly, or do I have to find some
Hannah sighed. "If I do
"Maybe," Sydney growled, and led her girlfriend from the stage.
"Thank you," Jillian called after them.
"I'm not speaking to you!" Sydney shouted back over her
a matter-of-fact and not particularly angry manner. And
redhead and blonde were gone.
Meanwhile, Pilar was watching Cody reach under her elven gown,
her loincloth, and tie a loose knot in its center. She
(carefully not revealing the shiver
the knot was thrust in her
mouth and tied at the
nape of her neck, under her hair.
"You have your orders," Her Ladyship told her Wood-Elf
Retainer. "You may indulge yourself, within reason, but
thrall to get some sleep,
don't rip her costume when you strip
her. Silk is expensive."
"As Milady commands," Cody purred. She had produced a
thong, tied a noose in the end, and was snugging it around
throat. "Come, Nomad," she said. "If you please me,
I may let you share
Otherwise, you'll sleep hogtied on
floor." She strolled off the stage with her charge in tow.
Jillian smiled as she watched the Wood-Elf and Desert Nomad
"Two for one," she whispered under her breath, pleased with
the way she was rewarding Cody for her help and entertaining a
in one stroke. There would be more than enough
reward herself in the
days remaining in Ashley and
Pilar's visit. She hurried to help Kayley and the others
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Pilar through the darkened Keep, up the guest wing
staircase, and towards the suite Jillian had assigned her on the
floor. It had a large bed, and Cody had already made the
preparations. Hemp ropes were tied to the four bedposts,
restrain Pilar's wrists and ankles, leaving her spreadeagled on
back for Cody's pleasure... for their pleasure.
But plans can change.
Pilar blinked in surprise, watching with stunned amazement as
and Hannah lunged from the shadows, stuffed a huge rag in Cody's
tied a narrow cleave gag to keep it in place, and proceeded to
"Don't rip her gown," Hannah cautioned.
rump," Hannah chuckled. "Just be careful.
Her Ladyship might dock my wages to pay for any damages."
"In that case..." Sydney responded, her lips curled in a wry
In short order, Cody's wrists were tied behind her back in a
reverse-prayer box-tie, her knees were bound, and a hemp noose
around her throat.
leash at its knot and pulled Cody's gagged face
close. "The next time Jillie asks you to help mess with
little sister," she hissed, "I strongly
suggest you tell her you have a previous commitment,
"Be fair," Hannah chuckled. "You know we'd all do anything
"I'm not in a particularly 'fair' mood," Sydney growled,
glare into Cody's pale blue eyes. She let the hemp leash
through her fingers, grabbed the end, and stepped away.
Cody yelped through
and stumbled after her captor, encumbered by the hobble of her
Hannah smiled at Pilar, who smiled back over her gag. The
Princess made an elegant bow, which the Nomad Dancer returned,
gracefully as her bonds would allow, then padded after Sydney
Cody. Hannah followed.
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on her back and lashed in a stringent
spread-eagle on Foxwood's "Bondage Table". It was
the least elaborate of the Stone Tower venues, a simple torture
the waist-high table of heavy timbers as its only furnishing,
a wooden rack laden with coils of rope, a couple of large
the several sets of manacles and chains dangling from the
Sydney and Hannah had stripped Cody to the skin, lifted her
onto the table, and tied her down. A dozen turns of hemp
lashed each wrist and ankle, with the key knots tied to
the iron rails running the circumference of the table, well away
the captive's groping fingers.
"The kitchen ought to be deserted by now," Sydney said to
"Sneak up there and get what we need, and try not to be
seen." She nodded towards the table. "This one isn't
anywhere, and neither is the Nomad."
"Yes, Your Worshipfulness," Hannah chuckled. She smiled at
still bound and gagged. The end of her
was tied through a link of one of the manacle chains, tethering
the wall, and she had
an excellent view of the table. The Desert Nomad sighed
her gag and
winked at the grinning Saxon. Hannah winked back and made
Meanwhile, Sydney was sorting through bundles of rope.
She selected a coil and smiled down at Cody. "I was
your rope-work this afternoon," she purred. "You did a
that Kikkou harness. Now, let's see if I can impress you."
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large hamper. She opened the chamber door, pushed the cart
through—and stared in amazement.
Sydney had been busy.
Cody was still spreadeagled to the table, but now a
veritable spider's web of interlaced loops and hitches
criss-crossed, and lashed down her tan flesh every few
Bands of hemp
were tied around her bulging breasts, and twine lashed her
and was cinched around the base of each nipple. Her gag
reinforced with a tight, over-the-mouth panel of brown,
leather. Her hair was divided into about a dozen long
each of which were doubled back on themselves and bound, then
table rails with taut twine. Additional strands of rope
stretched across her
forehead and through rings in the panel-gag.
"You took so long I decided to have a little fun," Sydney
smiling down at the helpless Wood-Elf.
"I had to wait several minutes for Jillian and Kayley to leave,"
Hannah explained, "and that service elevator is slow." She
smiled at her girlfriend. "Connie was bound and gagged and
Kayley's shoulder like a sack of potatoes. I shadowed them
Resident's Wing and watched them enter Jillian's
the Bookworm's gonna be
the filling in a Jillie-bean and Kay-bear sandwich."
"Lucky girl," Sydney chuckled.
Cody's eyes were darting from Sydney to Hannah as they gazed
her with evil smiles. Sydney she could understand, but
a Gloating Villainess was something new.
Hannah had never seen anyone so helpless. It looked like
eyes were quite literally the only thing she could move, that
flaring nostrils, and, to a very limited extent, her chest and
she breathed. The ropes stretched across her upper body
fractionally, as she inhaled... then went slack, fractionally,
exhaled. "Uh, ya think ya used enough rope there, Syd?"
Sydney grinned. "If you can find something on her to tie
missed, be my guest. But first, help me set up the
Cody and Pilar watched as Sydney and Hannah stretched a set of
interlinked chains across the ceiling. They stretched from
wall and long hooks, dangling chains, and counterweights in each
of the room made the deployment a quick and easy process.
the chains formed a taut net, centered over the table.
more cones of thin-walled, hammered steel were deployed.
dangled, point down, from light chains that hooked to the
had a capacity of two or three liters. Their tips were
about eighteen inches above Cody's nipples, crotch, forehead,
upper arms, knees, hands, and feet.
Hannah opened the hamper on the cart. It was one of
"medievalized" ice chests, and it was full to the top with small
of ice. Using a metal scoop, she began filling the cones,
one by one.
"Fill them to the very top," Sydney ordered, as she gazed down
Cody. "See the tiny hole in the tip of each funnel?" she
asked the captive. "It took careful experimentation to
exactly the right array
of sizes. As the ice melts, each of the cones drip at a
rate. That way, things are delightfully... random."
"Connie said it was pseudo-random,"
being—" She noticed Sydney's expression. "I
know, I know, rat's ass." She began shaking the cones, one
one, then placing additional ice chunks on top, filling each
cone beyond capacity.
Sydney leaned close to Cody's face. "This works with
too," she whispered. "We have several holders that secure
various angles... so they drip as they burn. Vary the
diameters, and the rain of hot wax can last for quite a
Mess with me again, and you'll find out exactly how that feels,
Cody blinked, then flinched as
landed on her left nipple.
"I'll take that as a yes," Sydney chuckled, then strolled over
Pilar. Smiling sweetly, she reached up and grabbed one
of the manacles dangling from the wall. "Hmm... I think we
chain the Nomad to the wall and leave her here all night, to
Hannah had closed the hamper and wheeled the cart against the
wall. "You said I could play with her tonight," she
affecting a coy pout.
"Oh... all right," Sydney chuckled. "You've been a good
and deserve a reward, but we'll both be playing with her."
"So, now Red Sonja does have
sidekick?" Hannah chuckled.
"Scarlet Sydney does, anyway," Sydney responded. "We'll
costume and torture
Connie 'til she comes up with a suitable back-story."
"Sounds like a plan," Hannah beamed. "Hmm... Hannah
"Whatever," Sydney chuckled, untied Pilar's leash, and led her
Hannah was gazing at the table. "You think she'll get any
"I seriously doubt it," Sydney said. "C'mon."
Hannah, Sydney, and Pilar crossed the threshold. Sydney
as she closed the door. "A pity nobody even knows she's
down here, isn't it?" she purred.
"Yeah," Hannah agreed. "Her Ladyship thinks she's up in
boinking Brown Eyes."
Sydney chuckled, "But that will be us, of course.
won't be missed 'til tomorrow morning... sometime after
The door closed, the lock turned, and Cody was alone. She
flinched, again, as the second stinging drop arrived, an icy
splash on her forehead, and was followed almost immediately by
third, directly on her sex.
I guess it's true, she
mused, that what goes around
does come around...
I just hope that holds for more than one round.
going to be a looong night.
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