Jo and Eloise wander into a nightclub seeking culture and sex. With the help of two minotaurs and a pair of mysterious women in green silk, they are tied up, strapped down, spread apart and given holiday memories to last a lifetime! Warning: this short story of 6,000 words gets straight to the bondage fetish action.
This standalone sequel to Centaur Gangbang follows Jo and Eloise as they push back their boundaries even further. Jo's always been the confident one, so how will she handle being bound on a bed and trapped in a spreader bar, helpless as she watches her friend Jo blindfolded and attached to a wall? The two minotaurs and their assistants, beautiful women in green silk kimonos, take Jo and Eloise to new heights of pleasure where they learn exactly what their bodies – and spirits – are capable of handling.
The other minotaur was taller and slimmer, with paler skin and hair that was chestnut brown and wavy, falling in curls down his back. He was facing away from them, head bent, apparently adjusting the leather straps that criss-crossed his body.
He turned as they entered, and Jo saw his face was more bull-like than the others, with wide-apart eyes and a jutting jaw. His expression was entirely human. He nodded in greeting at Agapetos. "Back so soon?"
"I'll leave these ladies in your care, Herodes."
Jo looked slightly startled. They didn't know Agapetos but they knew even less of these four. But Agapetos patted her on the shoulder twice, and left.
Jo gazed about, noticing the smaller details. It wasn't a room so much as a very elegant dungeon, with collections of chains, ropes and hanging hooks. Bars and cuffs were stashed on tables and display cabinets. There was a selection of whips and paddles. Yet everyone seemed very relaxed and at ease – everyone except the two young women standing a few feet away from the door, wondering whether to run or not.
Herodes, the bull man in the leather harness, approached, walking with a rolling gait. "Welcome. To whom do I owe the pleasure?"
He spoke with a perfectly old-fashioned English accent, like a 1940's newscaster, and Jo felt reassured, as if someone who spoke like that couldn't possibly be a risk. "I'm Jo, and this is Eloise."
"Come and sit with us," called one of the women in the green silk. Jo and Eloise took seats on a couch at a right angle to theirs. Both women seemed identical, except for eye colour – one had blue irises, the other green. "Is this new to you?"
By this Jo had to assume she meant the bondage theme in the room. "Yes."
The green-eyed woman clapped her hands in delight. "Excellent! And your friend – she looks nervous."
"I am," Eloise said.
"Let's start with you, then."
Jo watched as Eloise was raised to her feet with a green silk woman either side, and led across to the wall. Eloise's face was pale and she kept her eyes fixed on Jo as the women raised Eloise's arms to shoulder-height. "Please..." Eloise whispered. "Be nice..."
Herodes strode across to face Eloise. "That's exactly what we're about. Trust us. But obey us in all things. It will be very nice indeed."
Gently, the two women undressed Eloise, stripping her right down to her bare white flesh. Then her wrists were buckled into leather cuffs at waist-height, and her ankles similarly attached to the wall with her legs wide apart.
Jo sucked in her breath. She'd made out with her friend more than once this holiday, and she loved the gentle curves of Eloise's body. Pinned against the dark wall, like a pale delicate butterfly, she was irresistible. Jo was jealous. She wanted to be cuffed to the wall and lusted over, too.
She was sure her turn would come. So she waited and watched the scene unfold.
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Published September 9, 2012
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.