"Now, finish your brandy. Eve will take you upstairs to my apartment. There she will assist you in getting ready for me."

You turn up the glass, swallowing the last of the brandy, stand and look at Eve. She nods and you step in behind her.

Up the stairs and up another flight of stairs. The third floor. You had never been up here. While the lower floors were sumptious, this floor was totally beyond belief. The decorations, the carpets, the furniture were all exquisite. It was obvious that Stephen enjoyed the very best of everything.

Through the door into Stephens rooms and you find yourself in a bedroom of grand proportions. Eve stops and without hesitation begins to undress you. Her hands move nimbly and soon you are stark naked standing in the middle of the room. Looking around you watch Eve as she folds and neatly arranges your clothing on a small table by the door. She then turns to you. motions for you to follow and leads you through another door to an adjoining room.

This room looked familiar. Much of the same sort of equipment and devices that you saw in Lisa's apartment earlier, although this room seemed to be in much better taste and not quite as intimidating. Moving to a bench near the end of the room. Eve motioned for you to place yourself. Following her directions, you kneel on the padded sides of the bench. The raised portion provided a padded area on which to rest your torso. Elevated slightly at your shoulders were two more platforms obviously for your arms. The center portion was cut so that when you lay on the kneeling bench, your breasts hung pendulously on each side of the narrow padded top.

WHen you were comfortable, Eve knelt and began to fasten the wide thick leather straps around your wrists, around your ankles, and over your waist. Without openly realizing it, you suddenly find yourself quite immobile, your ass raised slightly, legs spread opening both your ass and your cunt to whoever might happen in. You gasp sharply as the totality of the stituation overwhelms you. Again you are totally helpless to be used as anyone sees fit. But this time there is a small difference. This time you find that you are not as frightened, you are not in as much dread. In fact, there is a small tingle in your groin that is unfamiliar.

Eve comes to your head, kneels and lifts your chin, looks in your eyes and smiles. . . then kisses you softly on the lips before standing and exitting the room.

You wait. You have no idea how long. Finally, you hear a door open and someone moving in behind you. A hand on your bare ass cheek, softly stroking. And then his voice.