Part 50 (1/2)

She smiled up at me. ”Thanks. I was getting tired of that position.”

”You sore as well?”

”A little. Being tied up in the same position is hard on the muscles. Even in a relatively comfortable position. Elizabeth really was in a lot more pain that I was because of that.”

”I hadn't intended that.”

”Obviously you can do whatever you want with us. But its just something to be aware of. It's probably more appropriate for a punishment, is all.”

”I'll keep that in mind.”

”She didn't complain too much about it while you were gone. I would have been cursing you.”

”If you are sore, you can go join Elizabeth in the bathtub. Tons of room for two in there.”

”Can I take one alone? Later?”

”I don't think there will be time.” I wasn't about to let her bathe alone anyway. If she managed to get a hold of a knife or razor, that could be it. I simply didn't know her well enough to allow her to do anything dangerous on her own.

”Alright. I'd love a hot bath. And I like Elizabeth. Important to like the person you bathe with.” She grinned. I idly wondered what these two talked about in my absence.

I took her hand and pulled her up. She winced at the pain in her face and side as she rose. I walked with her to the bathroom.

Elizabeth was stretched out under the water. Her head back against the porcelain. She looked up as we entered. Her body was visible beneath the clear water. Her arms floating. Bare b.r.e.a.s.t.s just under the water as she laid back. She made no move to cover herself. She smiled up at us.

”This feels so absolutely wonderful. I could stay in here forever.”

”Room for Sheila?”

”Of course.” Elizabeth pulled her legs back a bit, bending them until her knees broke out of the deep water. Sheila daintily stepped into the water at the other end, gasping as the hot water caressed her lower legs. She inched herself into the water. Her skin reddening with the heat. Almost crying out as her crotch lowered into the steamy water. Finally she settled and the two girls entwined their legs. Completely unselfconscious. Comfortable with each other.

I sat up on the counter and just watched the two nude beauties relaxing until Jane walked in.

Chapter 102.

”You finished with putting everything away?”

”Yup. Just these left.” Her hands were full of toiletries. Toothbrushes, toothpaste, hair clips, make up. That sort of thing. She dumped them on the counter and straightened them up. The short chain between her wrists hampering her. But she knew better than to complain.

Sheila opened her eyes as she heard Jane's voice.

”Holy s.h.i.+t!” she exclaimed from the tub. ”He let you dress? That thing is gorgeous. What? Where? Oh my G.o.d. When he dresses you up, he dresses you up.”

Jane almost laughed. Her voice raised in mocking. ”Holy s.h.i.+t! He let you take a bath? Actually ... you don't have any idea what a privilege that is.”

Elizabeth opened her eyes. Smiling. ”I got about five minutes in here *alone*,” she boasted.

Jane's eyes widened. She crouched beside the tub. Her bare feet contrasting against the evening gown as she leaned forward on her toes. She gently pulled Elizabeth's arm out of the water and traced the rope marks.

I heard her whisper to Elizabeth. ”I'm truly sorry, Liz. I didn't want to tie you up like that. G.o.d. It must have hurt.”

”It did, sweety. Don't sweat it. I know you didn't want to do it. I know who to blame.” She threw a withering look my way. ”I'm alright now. This bath is wonderful.”

Jane rose to her feet. Looked at Sheila. ”You alright? How's the bruises?”

”They still ache. But Elizabeth is right. This bath is wonderful. I could stay in it all day.”

”And become a prune,” I interjected. ”You can stay in there for a while, and then both of you get ready for supper. Okay?”

They both nodded. I motioned Jane over to my seat on the counter. She walked over, head bowed.

I released her hands. She was the last girl to be wearing fetters. And I needed her free. I told her what she had to do, and her eyes lit up.

”You're kidding,” was her only response.

”Don't let any of the others know. And tell them to keep out of that room.”

”Alright. I can't believe you are going to let us do this.”

”Enjoy. Go get it set up, then help Christi and Amy in the kitchen. Set up the dining room. There's room for six there, right?”

”Room for twelve.”

”Good. None of you will have to be on the floor.”

”I can't believe you care.”

”You want to argue, or get going?”

She scampered out, her gown flowing around her body as she left.

”What the heck was that all about?” Elizabeth asked lazily from the water.

”You'll find out. Now, I'm going to relax before dinner. You two can stay in there for another fifteen minutes. Then out. I don't want you pruned for dinner. Dry off and then come to the master bedroom. Understand?”

”Yup.” Both girls answered together. Dreamily. Relaxed. They had better not fall asleep in there. They really weren't going to like their punishment if they disobeyed. This was not the night to disobey. Jane knew why.

My eyes wandered to the counter where Jane had arranged all the toiletries. The extra jewelry was sitting there. Two anklets, a bracelet and a necklace. All diamonds. Christi had probably given them to her and she'd forgotten to mention it in her excitement.

I turned just as I was about to leave. ”Oh. And girls?” They turned towards me. Elizabeth arched her neck to see. ”There's a present for each of you on the counter. Actually two each. Share them and I don't want to see you without them. Okay?”

Elizabeth craned her neck up to see onto the counter. But she was far too small to allow this maneuver. The gifts were safely hidden at the back of the counter. She relaxed back into the water. Content that she'd find out what her present was later. Pretty sure she wasn't going to like it anyway. Especially if it was something she had to keep with her. I smiled as I saw her mind working. Probably thought it was nipple clamps or something. She was in for a pleasant surprise.

I walked back to the master bedroom. Alone for the first time in a long time. I lay back on the bed. It was still warm from Sheila's body heat. I fingered the ropes that had held her, wondering what it would be like to be restrained for so long. Unable to free yourself. Vulnerable. Naked.

I leaned my head back and relaxed. No girls to worry about. The silence only broken by the occasional sharp sound as something was dropped in the kitchen and the soft murmur of Sheila and Elizabeth softly talking in their bath. I closed my eyes. Just listening to the silence. Enjoying it. Quiet.