Chapter 2: On the Rocks
"Dress casually..." (Athena's thoughts ranted on loop) "What did she mean?
`Dress casually'?"
Somewhat confused and moving in slow motion, Athena grabbed a pair of loosely
fitted jeans and a maroon tank and figured it would do for coffee. She sprayed
herself lightly with a vanilla bean scent then looked herself over. She merely
applied a little mascara and sat on the couch to await her ride.
"Hi, how're you?" "Hi, isn't this great weather?" She practiced as she sat.
Miss Aloura took the day off to relax. So coffee with Athena was merely an event
along the way, she thought. Dressed in a nice casual, black top and perfectly
tailored jeans she felt well the part of the better half of an afternoon coffee
date. Slipping on her sandals she realized the time and told Haydn to simply,
"Retrieve my date". And so, her date was retrieved.
Haydn arrived home sweepingly with Ms. Athena De'Pourn, exactly twenty minutes
later, as that was the time he was allotted. He carried himself with such grace
Athena assumed he must be a dancer of some sort. He opened Athena's door and
walked her to the entranceway where a nice, young woman took over and greeted
her. Showing her the way to the garden where the coffee date was scheduled to
occur, she spoke only to inform Athena that "Miss Gillian will be down in 5
minutes".
"Who i..." Before Athena could finish her question the young lady had vanished.
Tapping her foot in wait, as the minutes passed a lackluster future by, Athena
let her mind wander briefly and closed her eyes. When she opened them she found
standing before her, Miss Aloura G. Beath in all her glory. While nervously
regaining composure, Athena noticed the color of Aloura's eyes and was mentally
paralyzed.
"How're you Athena?"
"I'm..I'm."
"You are?" Aloura asked mockingly.
"I'm quite all right, and yourself Aloura?" She answered like she was in a
speed-speaking contest.
"Rather fine, honestly. Thanks."
"Did that young lady before refer to you as `Miss Gillian', or is that someone
else?"
(The question shot past her lips without consulting her brain, all she could do
was hope for the best.)
"Indeed she did, I am Aloura Gillian Beath. Anyone in a position such as her is
to address me as Miss Gillian. "
There was a slight pause in conversation. Athena was puzzled and thought `anyone
in a position such as her'?
Aloura rang the brass bell on the table, lassoing Athena's attention, and
causing the prior woman to reappear.
"Rose, this is my guest Athena. We are having coffee this afternoon see to it
that she is happy."
In a pleasant voice wrapped in a thick Italian accent Rose replied "Yes, Miss
Gillian."
Athena hadn't noticed the accent before; she wondered how she could've missed
it. The conversation picked back up.
"So, you're from Canada?"
"Yes, I was born and raised in Winnipeg, and moved to Nova Scotia when I was 18.
I ended up in the states when I was about 21. Where are you from?" Athena was
intrigued by the barely tainted English accent, which dressed Aloura's every
syllable.
"We never covered my origin did we?" Aloura asked much to herself. "I'm from
Brighton, England I've been here in the states for about 10 years I guess."
Rose brought out the coffee and stood, hands clasped at the small of the back.
Aloura acted as though she wasn't there while Athena, couldn't help but notice
the gorgeous woman hovering over the table. Neither was drinking coffee and
because Athena seemed distracted by Rose Aloura thought she would bring her
back, she didn't like being ignored.
"Athena!"
Athena nearly fell off her chair and answered "Huh?"
"Are you enjoying the view dear?" Aloura asked, waiting for an answer.
"yes?" Leaked Athena.
Athena was brought of her daze by the question and from that moment forward the
two had a wonderful date. They enjoyed each other's company mutually and set up
another date that very evening for dinner, also planned at Aloura's abode. The
dinner would be just as casual and take place inside her wondrous home, upstairs
on the main balcony juxtaposed to the guestroom.
The ladies parted and were to meet again at 5:30pm, Aloura's place.
The time read 3:37 so Athena ran some errands. Aloura laid out by the pool then
showered and readied herself for dinner.
Rose set the table exquisitely. The two person, round table was draped in a
light blue, satin-like cloth. There where two wine glasses, tall but not too
formal. The flatware was breathtaking along side the plates and center placed
vanilla candle.
Athena arrived eagerly at 5:25 ringing the doorbell. Haydn opened the door like
he was standing next to the door waiting for her to arrive. Secretly Athena
believed Haydn to be a very attractive man but led on nothing of the sort.
He directed Athena to the balcony and she nearly gasped at the beauty. She was
dressed exactly as she was before with the exception of her top, which was now
black. She felt a little underdressed for the table arrangement. Aloura walked
in before Athena had a chance to sit, gave a friendly hug and kiss on the cheek.
They sat.
"So, how was your day of errands?"
"Nothing more than a day of errands, really. And the remainder of your day?"
"It was a lovely day, got a little sun, showered, and here I am. Would you like
some wine or perhaps another drink?"
"Sure, cosmopolitan?"
Rose, (standing back a bit from the table with her hands at the small of her
back), absorbed the information and was well on her way. She returned with one
cosmopolitan and an opened bottle of merlot. Athena inhaled her drink and with a
simple nod from Miss Gillian, Rose knew to refill her glass. Dinner was served
and every course was just as delicious as the prior. One glass of wine and 4
cosmos later Aloura smiled, stood, and leaned to whisper in Athena's ear.
"I've decided to keep you Athena."
Aloura's voice made Athena wet and all the while her mind was rummaging through
responses for her to eventually say nothing.
"You're going to what!?" Athena almost shouted.
"I'm going to keep you, Athena." Aloura bare down hard with her eyes, on Athena,
while Rose came up behind her and fitted her mouth with a ball gag. Athena
didn't know what to think so she sat in fear and thought rapidly. "Is this like
one of those Anne Rice novels? What the hell am I letting these people do to
me?" By this time Haydn had adorned Athena with a leather collar with matching
wrist and ankle cuffs. Both Rose and Haydn stood in position and observed the
situation.
"Take off your jeans then your shirt. Fold them then place them in your seat and
remain standing."
Completely unsure of why she was complying; Athena did as told, but only
briefly. Shortly after removing her pants, Athena unbuckled the gag quickly and
unleashed a spiteful "NO! What the hell are you doing to me?! I going home!" She
reached into the chair for her pants but was met by Hadyn who held her hands
behind her easily. Rose locked Athena's wrists together with a medium sized
padlock and the couple was soon on to her ankles.
Kneeling on a balcony, bound in front of complete strangers is a place Athena
never thought she would be.
Miss Gillian stood in front of Athena and slapped her face twice for the
outburst.
"That sort of behavior will not be tolerated, slave." Aloura knew she was
confusing the simple-minded girl and wore a smirk just thinking of the
possibilities.
Athena was weeping, confused, and aroused. Her cheeks were red and stinging from
the slaps. She could not believe her situation. How was she here? `I'm never
speaking to strangers again.' She thought. Round about two minutes after the
misbehaving of Athena, she felt sort of light headed. She tried to tell Aloura,
as if she was her friend.."I'm think I'm going to.."
Athena was out. She fell into the, obviously prepared, arms of Hadyn. He picked
her up and carried her over to the "guest room". There, Athena was disrobed and
tied spread eagle to the bed. Aloura sent Rose to the basement to get "Scarlet",
as she assumed she would need her.
Meanwhile, Miss Gillian opened the closet door and grabbed a discipline hood, a
dildo, and a small butt plug. She figured, Athena needed a little degrading to
get her in the proper mind set.
Athena's eyes opened slowly. She was a little groggy at first but quickly
realized the situation remained the same, or worse, and began to panic. Miss
Gillian walked over, graced her hazel eyes on Athena, whispered something in her
ear and removed the gag.
Athena looked at Aloura with hatred buried shallowly in her eyes. She could not
believe her luck. This woman is gorgeous, fit, wealthy AND crazy; she thought
sarcastically.
"Athena you are not to speak unless I give you permission to speak." Aloura
stated flatly. "I want to know." she took her time and let the silence linger.
"How old are you?"
"I am 24 years old" Athena mumbled out of fear of what would happen to her had
she not answered."
"slave. You have broken the only rule I have set for you."
Taken back by both the `slave' and `rule' part of the sentence Athena became
more fearful. How could she be a slave, she's in the United States? What is this
whack job going to do to her? What rule?
"You will be punished for your little slip up, slave athena; later. As for now,
now I'm going to introduce you to your new lifestyle."
Athena was in shock. Her thoughts moved about her head tangling, then falling
apart. She started to open her mouth so speak but thought of how she was still
in trouble from opening her mouth before. Miss Gillian observed this and said
simply to her.
"It is better not to think, only to obey."
Athena's eyes began to well. She didn't know what to expect. So, she closed her
eyes and thought it would help her not panic excessively.
Aloura took the dildo in hand, which stood about 7inches tall and began to tease
athena with it. Within seconds the head of the dildo was enveloped by athena's
dripping pussy and her eyes rolled back. Making sure she brought `slave athena'
down to size she forcefully pushed the rest of the dildo inside of her. Miss
Gillian did not want to be gentle, she wanted her new little slave to squirm and
know her place.
Haydn was then instructed to secure the slave's ankles to the bedposts at the
head of the bed, leaving athena exposed and vulnerable. She was so wet the room
smelled of sex. Her body had betrayed her. She was distended so that her body
looked like the letter v. She was very excited and also disturbed by her
arousal. The slave began to blush and continued to weep.
Miss Gillian quickly grabbed some lube and generously applied it to the butt
plug and slave's asshole. It was cold and wet. Again, without gentle caress,
Aloura shoved the butt plug firmly into athena's ass and signaled Rose and Haydn
to lower her legs and to dress her in a pair of size 6, black, lycra, thong
underwear. The underwear held the dildo and plug in place. Athena was then led
to a chair, which was bedside there she sat and said nothing.
"slave, you are to refer to me as Miss Gillian and must not speak without
permission. I know this confuses you but I'll help you come to grips with it."
Athena flinched; she recalled the rule now. "Of course, now that it was too
late.' She scolded herself.
"Now, for your punishment."
