Lucky Move (Ringmaster and Amiee)

[Ringmaster]

Ken stared at his computer screen in a daze.

Looking back at him was a digital photo of his former slave Shara. Her hands were shackled to a concrete wall, her small ass cheeks red and covered with tiny whip cuts. She wore a tight black leather corset and nothing else.

He missed her more then he realized, and it couldn't have come at a worse time.

Shara was married to Randy, and he enjoyed watching her get tortured and then forced to have sex with other men and women.

It was his thing.

But a job offer took them out of state and robbed Ken of the best slave he ever had.

Now it was just two weeks from his first S&M party, as host and a Master without a slave just didn't fly.

He had surfed the net in hopes of finding a new slave, but no luck so far.

His concentration was broken by a loud crash coming from next door. A young woman was moving in, as far as he knew she was single and didn't have kids, but it was all rumors and gossip.

He walked to the window and saw an attractive woman picking up pieces of broken china.

It was time to be a good neighbor and lend a helping hand. Ken hurriedly headed for the front door.

 

[Ammie]

The girl stood outside the house as she held a huge smile. Finally she was getting somewhere. Sure that she would perhaps be paying this house for the rest of her years but she was ecstatic. A place where she could call her own and begin her own life, all she needed now was a social life. Behind her one of the boxes fell to the floor with a shattering. The long ringlets of ginger hair followed the woman’s movement as she turned around.

“Oh, please do be careful while moving things inside…,” she told them only noticed that the box that had fallen had contained her latest creation. Sarah sight and kneeled to the floor, the skirt she wore lifting slightly to rest on her thighs. Bit by bit she began collected the pieces and returning them back to their box. Perhaps that was a gone artwork now.

A sighs escaped her lips as she just stood under the sun picking the broken pieces. Her hazel eyes took this chance to skim around the area landing on a handsome looking young man. Her cheeks flushed and she turned away quickly. In her distraction one of the sharp pieces cut her finger as she picked it up and threw it in the box. “What a way to start a new life Sarah, you clumsy girl,” she told herself laughing softly at the pathetic scene. At least the moving was almost done by now and it seemed she’ll be able to show something else to her boss other then broken vases, yet she found her mind wonder about the lovely looking young man her neighbor was. She never had time to date before, perhaps she should try and at least talk to him, or perhaps a man this good looking couldn’t possibly be available, he must be married.

 

[Ringmaster]

Ken walked down a stone paved path that lead to a neat hedge row. His yard was painstakingly landscape in a Japanese style. Trimmed trees, fountains, and marble dragons decorated the lawn.

His ginger haired neighbor was picking up broken pieces of what appeared to be china, and was putting them back in the box.

In this position he could see her long toned leg up to her thighs. He felt a rush and blood to his lower extremities as he approached.

Picking up a piece and putting it in the cardboard box, " Hi...I'm you neighbor Ken...Can I lend a hand?"

 

[Ammie]

For a moment Sara was completely in her own little world as she gathered the pieces up one by one until her hazel eyes observed a hand that wasn’t hers pick one of her artwork pieces and place it in the box. She looked up at the beautiful man she had seen earlier and her cheeks grew red before she shook those thoughts away.

“You’re home is lovely, Sir Ken. I’m Sarah,” she told him watching his home before offering a hand to greet him. It hadn’t been five minutes in her new home and she was already making an acquaintance. It felt like she had come to the right place after all, despite everything she had heard about the neighborhood. They were just stories and tales, no one really had no idea what happened around her. Maybe it was the mystery of the place that intrigued the young artist. There was a nervous laughter from her as she tucked a bit of her hair behind her ear. “Oh don’t you worry about this. It’s just an artist’s frustrated work. It’s going from the box to the trash,” she mumbled to him and lowered her torso to get another of the pieces.

As Sarah had lowered the cut of her blouse allowed, anyone who was paying attention to get a glimpse of her lacy white bra and perfect b-cup breasts. The young woman stood up again and grabbed the box once all the visible peaces had been picked up from the floor. “Would you like to come in for a moment? Perhaps I could try and make you some tea, do forgive me for the mess though, I was just moving in.”

 

[Ringmaster]

"I'm Sarah.", she said and Kens mind began to race.

What were the chances that his new neighbor would have the same name as his former slave, but that is were the similarities ended.

His former slave always struck him as a sad figure. Always a vessel for sexual pleasure to eveyone but her own husband. This woman was nothing like her.

For one she was an artist, which ment she was a free thinker and highly intelligent. And two...she was hot.

As sarah bent Ken tried not to stare at her firm breasts as they moved beneath her lace bra, but he failed miserably. He began to wonder what they would look like bound and clamped, but he pushed the thought from his mind.

"I'd love some tea.", he said running his hand over his short spikey brown hair.

"And I'd like to return the favor tonight...I'm grilling some seafood and veggies in the backyard...An official invitation from the neighborhood welcoming committy.", Ken said as he bowed.

 

[Ammie]

The young woman smiled to him as she brought the box of shattered art to the front porch and got the keys from the house pushing the door in. “Well it sure is something to celebrate. It’s the first visitor the house receives and it might be the only one for a long time,” she told him smiling as she welcomed him in. The box was dropped right beside the door as she made sure the passageways were at least unblocked from boxes and what not.

She headed for the kitchen showing Ken the way as the kitchen appliances and china were all out of their boxes already. “Welcome to home sweet home and I hope you do forgive me about all this mess. I do hope to have you here some other time when things are tidier. I’ll make you dinner or lunch next week or at the end of the month. Do you have kids or a wife?” She asked him trying to make some talk as she began to boil some water for the tea.

A surprise showed on her soft features as Ken told her he invited her for dinner. He barely even knew her and he was already asking her to come over. For a while she seemed unsure. “I’m not sure; I don’t want to get you through all the hard work. I am working in many different art pieces for a gallery and I won’t have much time in my hands, thus why you might be the only visitor in this house for a while. But…wow…invited to a gathering already. You sure?” She asked with a sweet smile.

 

[Ringmaster]

Ken followed her into the house. Boxes were scattered throughout the rooms in different stages of unpack.

Sarah walked cat like to the kitchen, and Ken eyed her well toned calf muscles as she move across the tiled floor. Like many of the pieces in the boxes, she was a work of art.

"It's no bother, I always make lots of extra for leftovers. Being single sometimes I can't be bothered to cook every night. And to be totally honest I could use the company...", Ken smiled and looked around.

The former owners were an ederly couple and the house was left in excellent shape. The kitchen looked hardly used.

" So Sarah what type of art do you work in, I find the art world fasinating."

 

[Ammie]

Sarah had a nervous laughter as he spoke to her and she shook her head. “It is rare to find a male who will explore the world of cooking. I’m impressed. Well you are better off than me if that’s the case. I can’t cook anything other than my special tea. I’m a disaster in kitchen, never careful enough which is a contradiction because with my artwork I’m a perfectionist,” she told him with a smile. It was clear than whenever Sarah was nervous she ended up talking a little bit more then she should. Or in other words, Sarah ended up blabbing a little too much.

A sigh escaped her lips as she poured the tea in adorable tea cups made by herself and handed one to him. “I guess I could go tonight, perhaps it will be my only free night. You see I do many things in art, my favorite being ceramics. Most of the things decorating this house, when perhaps I get the courage to unpack them, are mostly made by me. The tea-cup is my creation. Although I also do enjoy sketching but those are for me to see. They aren’t that good to get around yet,” she answered him blushing slightly as she didn’t know what to tell him. The conversation seemed to have gone to a pause as she began messing with her ginger hair.

“What about yourself? You can’t be all that interested in me, I’m boring,” she played.

((Forgive me for the two day disappearance, I've been sick, but I'm getting better now. I hope to be posting more often now. >u< ))

 

[Ringmaster]

He smiled at sarah's unease. Looking around the room he took in her different pieces of artwork . She was good, there was no denying it. But for some unknown reason she was very modest about, and Ken found that trait in her to be a real turn on.

He took a sip of the tea and then examined the cup.

"Don't sell yourself short, this cup is beautiful, and the tea quite good also.", he held the cup up like in a commercial and pointed to the cup."

" That's one excellent cup of tea.", he said in his best announcers voice.

He lowered the cup and looked her square in the eye, "I find you anything but boring...actually your probably the most interesting person I've met in a long while. And I can sense something quite extraordinary under the surface."

He paused and took a sip.

"As for myself well...I make ends meet designing websites and other internet ventures. And I have sold sold some photos too, but thats more of a hobbie.", Ken said and lowered he cup.

 

[Ammie]

Sarah followed his gaze as he looked around her room and just laughed nervously. “You silly goose, most of it is still packed, I have just moved in and I will have to select some of my best pieces to sell. A mortgage won’t be paid by itself,” she told him with a smile. There was so much work she still had to do that included unpacking all the boxes that had been brought in. “Maybe…you could help me,” she asked him looking at him before she shook her head, what was she thinking? She couldn’t ask for this. “I mean, if you want to. You could judge my work, be the first so see,” she tried to wiggle herself out of it before she just dropped it. There was no point to keep talking about her work. Sarah should stop talking about herself now.

Her hazel eyes watched him and the tea cup and she giggled some at his announcer voice. “Perhaps you should think of a career on tv,” she mumbled before taking the empty tea cup. “Come on, it was just something I put together and I’m a disaster in the kitchen, don’t expect me to do anything other than tea, but you can always come around tea time, there will always be a cup for you,” she offered as she rinsed her tea cup and everything she had used. A clean house always had a happy owner.

The girl shook her head as he mentioned she was anything but boring but that really made her blush even if she didn’t believe in his words, “oh come on, you need to get out more often if you think I’m not boring, you should meet new people,” she played with him before listening to his words with interest. So he himself dived in the realms of art for a hobby. “You are an artist too, but unlike me you know how to use that thing they call a computer. You also do pictures, what do you like in pictures? I’d love to see a few. I’d like to see how you see your world, after all a picture says a lot about the one taking it.”

 

[Ringmaster]

He smiled, "It's no problem at all, I can give you a hand. I don't start cooking till it cools down a bit."

He finished his tea, "As far as my hobbie goes I work in black and white. Mostly nudes...bondage...S and M that sort of thing."

And as the words left his mouth he realized what he said without thinking. The cat was out of the bag. It was time to lay it on the line.

"Ah...look sarah, Since were going to be neighbors I need to be completely honest with you.", he shifted in his chair.

"I'm very active in the S&M community. Many of the photos I take are at parties and functions I attend. As a matter of fact I'm hosting my first party in a couple of weeks. I hope it doesn't offend you, but I'd rather be opened about it, then trying to keep it hush hush."

He grabed the sides of the chair without even knowing, and awaited her response.

 

[Ammie]

There was a kind smile from her as he told her he would help and she just blushed slightly. “I’m very thankful for your help, that puts me into a position though,” she muttered before looking at the boxes, “is there anything I could help you with in exchange?” She asked him wondering if there was anything she could do.

As conversation went along what he had said about his hobby went astray from Sarah’s mind as her thoughts were in the packing since she was staring at the boxes but then his words got stronger in her head and she turned to look at him rather confused. “It’s not my business what it is you like and I know there probably is market out for these sorts of things. I don’t mind what you like and what you don’t like, just keep me out of it. You’re a nice person and I won’t judge you by liking something like that,” she told him rather fine with it. She had her own secrets too but was surprised that he was so eager to reveal it to her.

“I hope you have a lot of fun in your parties though I’d still like to see your photos, you are a fellow artist and there are amazing photographers that did an amazing work with pictures containing S&M activities. You should know a few, their works are famous. I bet your pictures are great to,” she mentioned to him still smiling. Her eyes travelled to observe him noticing how he had grabbed the sides of the chair and how nervous he seemed. “You alright? Do you think I’d have something against it? Don’t worry, we’re just neighbors, we should help each other when we can.”

 

[Ringmaster]

He was suirprised, but pleased with her answer.

"My previous neighbor never looked at me the same way after I told her. The funny thing was a friend of mind recognized her from a movie when we were working in the yard. The movie she was in was Star Bang: Tales of the backside...she was a retired porn star.", he stood and pushed his chair in.

"anyway...I'd love to show you some of my work and I'm majorly relieved your cool with your weird neighbor. But if you'd like to get to the unpacking I'm game.", he said helpfully.

 

[Ammie]

Sarah watched him as he spoke, wondering what all the fuss was about and this party he had mentioned earlier. “Well one thing is true, you shouldn’t tell people who won’t understand. I understand because there is an artistic value to it, doesn’t mean I like it. At least I think I don’t, I haven’t even been with a man before, but I think you didn’t need to know that,” she mumbled again, when Sarah was nervous she just seemed to talk more then she should. She really had to work on that a little bit.

At his last words Sarah smiled and nodded before she looked around. “The boxes won’t go running off anywhere, we can unpack anytime and I won’t actually start work on anything until I finish unpacking. So…what is it you would like to do? You know I need to repay you somehow for helping me,” she mentioned and without knowing what had gotten into her she just kissed his cheek.

 

[Ringmaster]

One thought occupided Kens mind - How could this amazing woman never have been with a man before?

Then she leaned over and kissed him. She smelled sweet but he couldn't quite make out the scent. He fought to hide his surprise and the raising lust in his loins.

"well...if you'd like I could show you around my place. I have a few albums of my work I'd love to show you.", he grinned.

She was telling him something without saying, and he hoped to hell he was right. He looked deep in her hazel eyes and ken could see an inquizitive and eager soul. She was nothing like his last submissive and his mind raced with possibilities.

A strand of her ginger hair fell before her left eye and ken gently brushed it back behind her ear with his finger.

"How would you like the grand tour?", Ken said never losing sight of her intoxicating hazel eyes.

 

[Ammie]

The girl looked down as she pulled away from the quick kiss. It was so strange and it just happened to come to her that had never happened before. As he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear her blush only grew deeper. Her eyes travelled up to him again before looking away a bit uneasy to speak not knowing what to say before she turned around to break eye contact for a moment.

“Is your house that big?” She asked him trying to be a little funny and break the silence before she came near again. Sarah didn’t exactly know how to act around the male character but maybe for once she’d follow her instinct like she did with art most of the time. “Alright, I’d love to see your place, and perhaps we could stay there and I could get a tip or two from you about cooking, what do you say? Or…will it be too much trouble?” She asked with a kind smile as he gazed into her eyes.

“You alright?”

 

[Ringmaster]

"Of course I can give you some pointers...It would be my pleasure.", he said and began for the door.

They headed out, it was a brilliant day and the blue sky was almost blinding. Ken guided her down the foot path and through a cut out in the hedge row. The solid line of hedges that enclosed Ken's property stood over Twelve feet high and was trimmed to perfection.

"The hedges are a hybrid of ficus and japanesse boxwood, took me five years to get it that high. This way."

They walked though a side door that lead straight to the kitchen. It was a scene right out of a cooking show. Stainless steal apliances, pot and pans hanging from hooks, and a large wooden prep station with large steal sinks.

Ken motioned for Sarah to sit at the kitchen table.

" Please sit, I need to take the meat out of the freezer and I'll grab one of my albums.", Ken removed a package of fish and chicken from the freezer and placed it on the chopping block.

He left the room and returned with a large leather bound album and placed it before sarah.

"This is some of my more recent photos.", he said and began to remove pots from the hanging rack.

The album was filled with pictures of a woman in various stages of bondage. She was nude in all the black and white photos. Tied with ropes, chains, collared, ball and gag, and other types of light bondage.

The last photo was much different. The woman was suspended in the air by four chains. Her legs were covered in whip marks. A second woman was positioned between her legs wearing a strap-on dildo half inserted into her anus.
Behind the two women naked and fully erect was Ken, paddle in hand in rearing back for crack across the woman ass.

Ken began cutting fat off the fillets of chicken.

"It's always easier to cut the fat off when frozen."

 

[Ammie]

A smile appeared across her lops as he agreed to give her some pointers. She could only imagine what his home looked like, probably a lot more cleaner and organized than hers appeared to be at the moment. Her ginger hair lightly fell over her face as she stood up to follow Ken out the door her keys were in hand but she would just be next door, was there really any need to lock the door? After all, she would come back soon…

Her eyes looked up to the sky as she became lost in thought before her neighbor guided her down the foot path and through a hedge row. “Do you think the hedge is necessary? It’s so big, are you trying to keep something out? Is the neighborhood dangerous?” She asked him wondering what such a tall hedge could be for; perhaps he was trying to keep something in and not out. It was then he explained a bit of how he came to the edge and she just nodded before following him inside. It must have been a lot of work to put that up, he did say it took him five years.

Sarah’s eyes went everywhere watching his kitchen though she wondered why they had walked through the side door. It was uncommon for a visitor to go through the side door, was he trying to hide something through the front door? “Why do you come in through the side?” She asked deciding that that would be better then snooping around him home trying to find out what kind of a person he was. She was little amazed at his kitchen appliances after all if there was one thing Sarah was terrible at it was cooking. She couldn’t make a meal to save her life, in fact there was only one meal she could make and that was spaghetti. Easy to do, simple and little time consuming.

Her lithe form took one of the kitchen seats as he told her to sit. Her eyes watched him go over to the refrigerator and leave without a word only to return with a leather-bound book in hands handing it over to her. She comprehended what it was when he mentioned the pictures and she was eager to open them. For someone who said taking pictures was just a hobby his seemed quite professional. “I think it’s an understatement when you say this is just a hobby. These pictures are really good! Well, I’m not much of an expert when it comes to this but they look quite professional,” she told him until she reached the last. None of them seemed to push Sarah away but the last picture, she believed it to be a little heavy or perhaps she just wasn’t used to pictures like that.

Not wanting to call attention she just closed the book quickly and put them aside. “You are good at taking pictures,” she mumbled to him trying to get the image out of her mind. “Oh…that’s a lot of food you are doing, you expecting anyone else tonight?” She asked eager to change the topic if only to avoid talking about what she had seen in the book. Was it alright for her to be around him? The question just seemed to pop in her head as she seemed to worry if ever a little bit.

((sorry for taking a while again, it's been a hectic holiday))

 

[Ringmaster]

Ken put down the knife and tossed the fat into a stainless steel trash can.

"thanks, I develop the photos myself. I have a small darkroom in the...basement."
He washed his hands and rinsed off the cutting board.

"when I cook I normaly make extra for lunches and left overs. Let me show you the backyard."

He helped sarah to her feet and openned a sliding door that lead to the patio.

The stone titled patio was furnished with bamboo chairs and a tiki hut. The backyard was enclosed by the high hedge and a inground lap pool mas positioned in the middle of the deep green grass.

" I keep the hedge high for privacy, I come back hear for peace and quite."

Ken pulled the cover off a weber grill and clean the surface.

"Come on...let me show you the rest of the house."