Showing Restraint - Lizbound and MaesterZero

[LizBound]

Katherine felt a bit silly in the taxi.

Under her overcoat was her 'costume' for the club. The short pleated skirt, stockings and garters, tight white blouse and tie were totally fitting to the theme of 'School Days' at the fetish club, but to be out and about like this, the skirt was very short, felt a little odd.

Thank goodness it was night time so no one really could see her slightly exaggerated make up, rouged cheeks and cherry red lipstick. But the Taxi driver had taken a long look in his rear view mirror. Probably marking her as a hooker. Great!

Oh well, if I'm going to do this, I'll have to put up with a few strange things I guess. She told herself.

In some respects, Katherine, or Kat as she was often called, was used to being a fish out of water. Since moving to the US a few years ago after her mum’s divorce back home in the UK, her accent and her shy intelligence had marked her out at school and then college. She had a few friends, but she mostly kept to herself and spent a lot of time online, either playing games like Magic the gathering online, chatting with her UK pals on Discord, or watching videos.

Her twenty second birthday had been a few weeks ago and her best birthday present had been her first class honours degree in fine art. Now she had an internship at a graphics and illustration studio. The money was not great for now, but if she passed her internship and was taken on she had a bright future as an illustrator.

She had just moved into her own apartment. A small but cosy place a little way out of town. It wasn’t a lot, but she could afford the rent and still eat.

More recently her life had taken a more interesting turn. Relationship wise she had never really had much success, a couple of casual romances but nothing special and nothing long term. She had always felt something lacking. She had tried experimenting with a girl that had come on to her at a social at the Uni, but although that had been fun, Kat was pretty sure she was ninety percent straight after that night.

It was only when surfing random sites that she came across Sunstone, an online comic about lesbians in BDSM relationship. She was hooked at once. The story was amazing, and the artwork exquisite. But the content, the bondage, the rubber, the kink… it blew her away and soon she was surfing chatrooms and discussion groups about kink.

That led her to Samantha. An online buddy who turned out to be local and also part owner of a fetish club. It was only a matter of time before an offer was made and so, Kat was no sat in the taxi on her way to her first fetish club. Sam had agreed to meet her at the introductions desk and, true to her word, as Kat paid the taxi driver and went into the secluded and understated doorway with the simple small brass plaque saying ‘Restraint’, she say Sam at the desk.

Sam was dressed in full Domme mode. Head to toe black latex, a heavy boned corset, thigh high boots with spiked heels. The works.

“Oh Boy!” Kat breathed. She was here. This was it.

Nervously, she peeled off her coat and handed it to the cloakroom attendant who handed her a small ticket stub which Kat tucked into her small shoulder bag.

Sam nodded approvingly.

“St Trinian’s huh? I should have known, very British! C’mon I’ll fix you up a membership card and then I’ll show you round.”

 

[MaesterZero]

James sat at the bar sipping whiskey, normally he didn't go much in for alcohol but tonight, well he needed it. Eight months ago his sub of four years had decided she was done, it had been fun, an itch she had wanted to scratch she said but it was time to move on. Then as though the split hadnt been hard enough just last week she had decided to rub more salt in the wound by sending him a wedding invitation. He had taken it to the local gun range and shot it full of holes before burning it. An overreaction….maybe, but damn had it felt good.


Still he had been moping around, either at his estate or at the club and his long time friend and business partner, Samantha had decided a theme night was just the ticket, she had of course chosen School Days, that being a particular kink of hers, though tonight she had abstained from dressing up as a strict librarian or principal, going for the classic domme look. But when he asked her why she had just smiled and walked off.


Of course James was doing his part for the cause, dressing like an old school teacher right out of the 50’s complete with horrible grey suit, tweed vest, glasses and a long, three foot ruler, for all of the...naughty children out there. He smiled as he looked out at the club, taking in the sight. Theme nights had always been a success and most people supported it, so there were a lot of school looks mixed with different aspects and restraints that pertained to bondage.


Finishing his whiskey he put down the empty glass with a generous tip under it and walked out into the club to mingle. The tip had been big, but James didn't really worry about that, aside from the success of the club he was independently wealthy, having come from wealth as well as making some solid investments of his own he was now sitting pretty and didn't really have to worry about money. Still he did know how to work, he and Samantha had met in college where she had accidentally seen some of his writings that were more in the kinkier side. They had become friends and started exploring BDSM together, though it was soon easy enough to see that they were both dominant so a relationship wouldn't work out.


Upon graduating, they had decided to open this club together. James had fronted most of the money but he hadnt minded and Sam had ended up paying everything she had owed back in under a year. Now they were just good friends and successful business partners who occasionally liked to meddle in each others personal lives. Looking up James saw Samantha walking toward him looking like the cat that ate the canary. “Speak of the devil and she appears,” he said good naturedly.

 

[LizBound]

Kat felt a little better once she was inside the club. She didn’t stand out so much. The club was pretty busy. Some were not in any sort of school them at all. She say men and women in leather, rubber. One girl was dressed as some sort of latex maid. It was all fascinating and a little scary too. This was a whole new world.

Sam seemed to take an almost perverse delight in leading her slowly through the crowd. There were lots of others in school uniform. Women and some men dressed as slutty schoolgirls like her. They were so diverse. Older people too. She spotted a couple who must have been in their sixties at least. The woman in a heavy corset as she led her husband around in a parody of a schoolboy outfit complete with shorts and a cap. They seemed to be well known and many people smiled and said hello to them.

Sam was showing her off, there was no mistake. She was gently tugged along by the latex clad hand, but the possessive statement was there almost as surely as if Kat had been wearing a collar and leash. And they clearly had a destination in mind. They pulled up in front of a devastatingly good looking man dressed like an old fashioned school master complete with ruler in hand. Kat flushed hotly. What must she look like in her too short skirt, garter straps and stocking tops on display as well as her tied at the front blouse pushing up her breasts so they threatened to spill out of her bra between the widely unbuttoned collar. She could not look at him, and stared at the floor.

“So…” Sam purred. “This is Kat… she’s a friend I met online, I think I mentioned her? This is her first night. She’s a total newbie, so be nice!”

 

[MaesterZero]

It wasn't for a few more seconds that James realized that Sam was leading a young woman by the hand behind her. The woman seemed to be a few years younger than either Sam or Himself but fuck was she a knock out, he stared at her unashamedly undressing her with his eyes and loving the mental image he was getting, though it was making his pants a bit tight. He only tore his gaze away once Sam started speaking. He grinned as he lightly tapper her ass with his ruler. "Oh come on Samantha, you know me, Im the very essence of nice." It was a partial truth, before Mary had gone and left he had loved socializing with the club member, getting to know everyone and their stories. Sam generally handled the business side of things while James had handled the employee side as well as designing a lot of the gear they sold in their kink store side business. But more and more James had found himself becoming more of a recluse and focusing solely on new designs and getting them made for the shop.

"Besides talk about me being nice, wheres Lisa? How is she going to feel with your hands on another woman?" Sam also had a live in submissive girlfriend. The two were incredibly cute together and Lisa, outside of James was the best as getting past Sam's sometimes no nonsense exterior, though this girl, this Kat. This was pretty impressive. "I think I remember you mentioned her a few weeks ago, said something about meeting a lost lamb online, and then again when you wanted to set up this theme night, saying there was someone you wanted to bring in." He turned to Kat and held out a hand to shake hers. "It's nice to meet you Kat," his smile never faltered. "You can call me James or Sir or Sir James, though Im still waiting on the official knighthood from the Queen."

 

[LizBound]

He was so bloody hot... this was harder than she thought.

Get a grip, Kat, this is what you wanted. To meet cool people into this stuff, and some of them wil be Doms, and some of them will be hot. Some of them will be both, and this guy is both, for sure. But it's time to put the mouse away and show you have some courage. Come on, Kat. It's just talking... #

He was funny, thank God he was funny. That helped.

Kat managed to find her voice.

"Uh Hello, yeah the Queen can be a real pain, I mean... Look how long it took her to hand out a knighthood to Brian May!"

It wasn't the best come back, but it was better than 'umms and ahhs.' At least she was talking.

"So uh... Like the outfit... part Rupert Giles, Part the dude from the 'The Wall' Very... umm strict!"

That was a bit better, showing off her 'cool' factor, or not depending on his tastes, and just the hint of flirt. That was much better. Maybe she could do this after all.

 

[MaesterZero]

"I know if you ask me Brian May should have received that Knighthood years ago. Hell the whole fucking band, I mean they are literally called Queen, I cant think of any band that deserves it more," he said as his smile grew. He liked this girl a little shy, a bit timid yes, but that was fun too, and he certainly liked her taste in music. He paused for a moment as he said. "Giles huh, so...would that make you Jenny or Buffy, because Im ok with either of those options." She was obviously a little flustered and seemed like maybe she was a bit out of her depth. Sam was grinning at them like an idiot and James had the sinking suspicion that he was being set up.

Part of him wanted to rebel at this, to wish both ladies a good evening and go off somewhere else, preferably his office, but, well...she was rather beautiful and he was sure that timid shell could be cracked. "As for The Wall while I do like Pink Flloyd I've always found my tastes to run a bit more toward the Metalic, Judas Priests Leather Rebel has always hit a certain chord with me." He glanced at a pair of women walking by in leather harnesses being led along on leashes by a man dressed as though he were going to play a game of polo for his university. "I really cant imagine where that comes from thought," he finished as he brought his eyes back to her.

Standing he offered her a seat at his table, Sam sat as well still grinning, he desperately wanted to flip her the bird. But as the young woman sat so did he. "So your first night actually in the scene huh? Has Sam taken you on the tour yet, shown you the sights as it were?"

 

[LizBound]

Kat was feeling a little more relaxed. He was cool.

"Oh God no, I'm not cool enough or pretty enough to be Buffy. Besides..." she flicked her coppery pony tail. "Willow all the way, I'm an awful girly swot."

She was smiling now, managing to fight down the urge to flee. This was OK, she could do this. She was doing this.
But then he taked about Leather Rebel and nodded towards the girls.

Kat gaped a little. Jesus this place was... awesome, and terrifying.

"Whoa... bloody hell. Uh... what was that? uh...Judas Priest, cool! I'm more of a Metallica girl myself. Although "In your Room" by Depeche Mode is my goto song about Kink. Ummm"

She suddenly ran out of words and realised she was still holding Sam's hand. She glanced at the Domme and swallowed hard. Suddenly she felt like prey in a lion's den. It was really sexy, but she found her mouth had gone dry.

Say something... say something cool!"

But thankfully she didn't have to.

"So your first night actually in the scene huh? Has Sam taken you on the tour yet, shown you the sights as it were?"

"Uh... no, just a quick walk through past the bar and dancefloor... uh...there's more?"

 

[MaesterZero]

"You are certainly hot enough for Buffy, besides if you were Willow there woulod be nothing for little old me," he responded to her comment about her chosen Buffy character. "Besides if we were choosing our own characters I'd look like Angel with the attitude and swagger of Spike...throw in Giles intelligence and that's a great mix." He ran his hand through his hair. "Has to be the Angel appearance though I can pull of Spike's hair...not sure if I would want to either. "

It was funny he barely knew this girl but he felt as though he could listen to her all night. They seemed to have a bit in common and he was enjoying himself more that he thought he would. It had been, so far a very nice night. He was just debating on whether to leave and leave Kat and Sam to talk or do whatever. But then the next question came in and it was only polite to answer.

"Oh yes much more, we have a stage for a band or DJ, usually a DJ but every so often we find someone not afraid to play a fetish club. Theres also a small side room with another stage for shows and demonstrations. The top floor is all private rooms for people who want to have some alone time with their significant other. The basement is a collection of the big toys that people can try out and we also have a shop built in here. People can buy toys gear and even order one of the big items though those are expensive and take time to make." Turning to his friend he said. "Sam, Im surprised at you, not already showing her around already, how do you hope to get this beautiful woman all riled up and ready for a night of fun."

 

[LizBound]

Sam smirked.

"I was planning on leaving that to you. Like you say, I have Lisa, and she can be a cat with claws when she gets jealous. I'm just here to introduce Kat to the scene. Who better than you to give the grand tour."

She paused and, from somewhere, impossibly, produced a mobile.

"In fact, my lil Lisa has just arrived so, if you two will excuse me..."

And just like that she was gone, leaving Kat standing bemused.

"She's like... I have no idea what she's like, but she's a piece of work. But form what she told me about Lisa, they are quite a pair."

She turned back and smiled. "But, you know, Willow liked Oz and Xander. Me, I prefer... um.."

She paused, a little taken aback at how easily she was talking to this very hot stranger. "Uh... I prefer boys, uh men.. I mean I'm not...I don't.. with girls... I mean, not that it's bad to... I mean I've had fantasies... but I ..."

STOP BABBLING!

She managed to stop and took a breath.

"I'm so sorry, I'm.. I'm pretty nervous. This..." she gestured to take in the whole club. and by inference the whole scene...."...is a lot..."

 

[MaesterZero]

James laughed as she began to babble, very clearly nervous. "Theres no need to be nervous," he said as she stated that she was. "Think of this community as a large group of friends, who like to dress in leather and fuck. The people in the club are more than welcoming and everything is bound up in consent. Subs have quite a bit of power, its just a facade that they and the Dom's create to make it feel like they don't, but with a single word a sub can end a session and we work on a no tolerance policy here, if your caught violating someones wishes you are out, simple as that. We can do what we do here because no money changes hands with us when it comes to the sexual acts, neither Sam nor I are pimps in any way, and we make sure everyone stays safe."

He gesture to the seat next to her and waited for her to sit. "Now then, tell me, when did you start getting into BDSM, have you explored it at all in real life? And what are you looking for, just for the occasional good time or are you looking for an actual Master? You can find both here. Depending upon what you want, what your looking for is where we'll spend most of our time on our tour. And please feel free to ask questions as long as you want. Unlike Sam I have no commitment to anyone else." He left the door open there, curious to see what she would do with the knowledge that he was single.

 

[LizBound]

Hmm, so he's single?

Why that fact stuck out of all the things he said, she couldn't quite work out right now, but she filed the snippet away under 'useful facts'. Then she rallied and tried to answer his questions.

"Oh gosh, you know, most of it came from this online comic but, If I'm honest it started with my mum."

She smiled at his expression. "Not like anything you think. My mum was almost forty when she had me, long story short my parents thought they couldn't have kids and then, hello! here I am! surprise!" she echoed his smile. "Not only that, my mum's like, really old fashioned in her way, into vintage stuff and all that. when I was kid we used to play dress up? and she used to let me try on some of her things. I must have only been maybe nine or ten when this all kicked off. She preferred stockings to tights, much as I do now, but for her I think it was the whole look and the fact they were very '1940's' but she let me have the pairs with runs in for my dress up box. Now... at some point, I'm not sure when, I figured out I could slide both my feet into one stocking? I could pull the stocking up just over my knees. Over the next few months I gathered a collection of them." She paused and swallowed. "I even stole a few pairs." She felt a tinge of the old shame.

"Anyway, it was nothing sexual, I just liked the feeling of my ankles and knees squeezed together, it made me feel....squirmy. I'd wriggle like a worm or a snake on my bed."

She chuckled as much to herself as to James.

"I think that was where it all kicked off. It also is why I find stockings so sexy. But it was only when I started reading this online comic about a lesbian kink relationship that all the pieces fell into place and I started to actively research BDSM."

She shrugged and smiled.

"As to what I want? I honestly have no idea. Initially I want a little of what you said. I want to get tied up and uh... um.... well, you know.... erm.... fucked. I have no idea beyond that, but I'd need to trust that person so I guess I'm here tro make connections, maybe find a few people who might be fun to play with, that I can trust not to push me too far. I'm not really into pain, Like the dressing up part, the costumes, the lingerie, the latex... and of course lots of bondage, the more the better."

Her cheeks were flame red. "Gosh.. I.. I don't think I've ever spoken that out loud quite so directly. I um... OK... well it's out now... I want to be a bondage slut! That's me!" Her mouth was on overdrive again and she bit back a flurry of embarrassed, nervous babble and bit her lower lip instead, her hands behind her back like a naughty schoolgirl, which was only fitting given her attire.

 

[MaesterZero]

"Well I wont lie to you, there is always going to be some pain in BDSM. Its the law of opposites, after all how can you know the pleasure without the pain, they are two sides of the same coin and one can seem an awful lot like the other, still unless its for punishment I myself try to make even the pain as pleasurable as possible." James smiled as he listened intently to her story about dressing up in her mother's clothes and how she had liked the feel pf the tight stockings trapping her legs. "Oh I think you and I could get along just fine. I too love seeing a sub in a nice tight leather outfit. Latex works too but leather, it fights you, making the sensations that much stronger." He found that he was liking this newcomer more and more...which might have been his partners plan all along. The thought made him balk but still it was not the girls fault...and maybe it was time he stepped out again.

He straightened up when she mentioned the lesbian bondage comic. "I read that same comic. I thought it was very good and had some good research done with it too. Admittedly I wish they had come to terms with their feelings earlier, Im not a huge fan of drawing out the romances, especially when everyone knows how it ends but still I did enjoy it a lot and the artwork was absolutely stunning." He had tried to get Sam to read the comic but she had no time for or interest in comics, though her slut had read it and loved it, had even laughed at some of the similarities. Leaning in close he whispered to her. "Once you get to know Sam's sub ask her to show you the tattoo on her ass." He winked at her. "Trust me, you will love it."

He continued to listen to her as she blurted out how badly she wanted to be a bondage slut. This truly was a gift, it had to be, sure she was nervous, but he could see the excitement past the nervousness, she was craving it, she needed it. Hell he could almost smell the arousal coming off of her. "Sure you could spend time looking around, testing the waters, but if your going to try to find the best, you might as well start with me. The only other Dom in this place that may be on par with me is Sam, and 'm just a bit better than her." He sat back in his seat, waiting to hear what she would say.

 

[LizBound]

Oh God, when will I learn to keep my stupid mouth shut. She cursed to herself. Talk about sounding too eager? But he didn’t seem to mind in fact, he was smiling in a way that made her think he found her…

Amusing?

Oh God, he thinks I’m an idiot!

But then he dropped the bombshell.

Wait... what did he just say? Did he just offer to….

Holy shit!

“I.. I’m sorry?” she said, not quite sure she had heard right. “Are you saying… are you offering to….”

Wait... wait wait... think about this, you just as much as said you wanted to be tied up and shagged. That’s what he’s offering, the whole shebang, just consider a moment… don’t rush into anything!

“I.. I’d love that! I mean… if you really want to.. I mean we only just met but,… if you’d like to do… something…”

She was blushing as red as a beetroot and her hands were clasped together behind her back.

“I’m sorry... this is… a lot… but… sure!”

 

[MaesterZero]

He held up a finger, still smiling but his tone becoming much more of the stern schoolmaster he seemed to be dressed as. "If we do this, you need to listen to me completely. Things may get intense. I may start going places you've never been or never thought possible but if you trust me and listen to me, I can promise you'll love it." He knew that was a tall order for a newcomer, trust was built up over time. He knew he would not get one hundred percent trust from her right away, but if she did at least trust him as much as nessessary he was sure she would come to love it easily.

Reaching into the suit pocket he pulled out an old leather collar, it wasn't anything special. "Call this a training collar, if you agree to what I've just said then put it on." He placed the leather collar on the table just enough out of her reach that she would have to bend forward to pick it up. "If you like what we do aqnd wish to continue we can get you something a little nicer. When you are collared and with me you will address me as Master or Master James, you will address Sam as Mistress Sam. Any other Dom you will address as Sir or Ma'am."

He laid out that rule right away. In the overall scheme of things it wasn't super important as to actually being bound but there were still rules of propriety within the BDSM community and a sub who couldn't even address their betters properly was looked down upon and the Dom considered an oaf who couldn't even cover the basics. A grin still on his face James folded his arms and waited to see what she would do

 

[LizBound]

Kat's head was in a whirl. This was happening very quickly. But her body was responding to his tone almost instinctually and she squirmed a little in her seat. Her hands emerged form behind her and grasped the table edge, her eyes wide as he explained.

Her gaze was drawn to the collar. Part of her knew it was just symbolic, that she could take it off anytime she liked if she wanted to but the symbology was huge.

A super-hot dom wants to collar me and show me the 'ropes'. Holy fucking shit, is it Christmas?

He was asking her to think carefully. Was he kidding? her hormones were running amok and it was all she could do not to snatch the collar off the table. But she managed to hold her hands in check.

He'll think I'm a silly girl, I have to show him I can be mature about this.

And part of her was nervous. Beyond cyber stuff, she had never really done much of anything kinky for real. But this was it, and her heart was pounding. Moments stretched into eternity and then she couldn't take it anymore.

She reached over, not thinking about the spectacular view he would have got of her cleavage as she took the collar and placed it around her neck, buckled it round her neck.

Shit… shit shit… oh shit…

“I…I’m all yours, Master James!” she said after a moment. Her heart was hammering at her chest, surely drowning out the music from the dance floor. Her lips were dry but her other lips, she knew, were soaking wet.

Oh shit… I’m really doing this!