"Susan will be here in just over an hour," he told her. "We need to make
sure everything is ready. It won`t be good if it isn`t. She would be very annoyed, and
believe me you don`t want Susan to be annoyed."
"But... I really don`t understand this," said Donna. "You are her slave,
she said. Why are you here? I mean, she is going to dominate me, isn`t she? Surely you
shouldn`t be here?"
He laughed. "No, I`m not Susan`s slave," he chuckled. "Not really. I
was once, but not now. I`m a friend, a very close friend. I won`t try to explain it,
because it would take all night and you probably wouldn`t understand it even then. I`m
here, that`s all, and we need to get started."
This was even more confusing for Donna. "But why are you here?" she asked
hopelessly, sitting down on the sofa in complete bewilderment.
"Hmm. That`s a bit complicated too," Sneaker said. "Are you sure you
want to know? Wouldn`t you rather just go with the flow, so to speak? I`ll stop at any
time you say so. I`m not like Susan at all. That`s one of the reasons I`m here. Once
Susan starts there will be no stopping her."
A shiver went through Donna. Once Susan starts there will be no stopping her. It was
what she wanted, only... Involuntarily she squeezed her thighs together.
"Come on," said Sneaker. "Let`s go upstairs and see what you have. I
don`t suppose Susan will bring much with her. I have some stuff in the back of the car we
can use if you don`t have anything appropriate."
He found his own way up the stairs and into Donna`s bedroom with Donna following,
bemused.
"Well?" he asked. "What do you have? Cuffs? Restraints? Whips? What
sort of toys and vibrators?"
Donna felt herself blushing. "No... not at all," she stuttered. "There
are a few things in here."
She opened a drawer and turned away. Sneaker looked.
"No good at all," he said. "Never mind. I`ll get what I have out of the
car. Wait here. You can undress now. I`ll be back in a minute."
Donna stood open mouthed. Undress? Now? Just like that? He was back before she had
recovered.
"You still dressed?" he asked. "It`s up to you I suppose, but if I were
you I would make sure I wasn`t wearing anything when Susan arrives. That really would
annoy her. I don`t think she would be too happy with me either if I didn`t have you
ready, but I`m used to it. It doesn`t worry me nearly as much as it did once."
He put down a large bag on the floor and rummaged inside it. Without a word he started
to attach strong leather straps to each corner of Donna`s bed.
"I really think you ought to be naked now," he told her. "We don`t have
more than forty-five minutes at the most. She was quite specific. She wants you tied on
your bed before she arrives. I hope that`s all right with you. Do you want me to help
you undress?"
Donna started to nod then shook her head. "No!" she said. "Certainly
not!"
"I can be dominant if you prefer," said Sneaker apologetically. "I nearly
forgot that`s what you like. I get used to being submissive, and you`re rather nice. Do
you want me to be a bit forceful with you?"
"Stop it!" said Donna. "I`m so confused."
"I`m sorry," Sneaker apologised again. "I`ll explain. It`s quite simple,
really. When Susan arrives she wants you to be completely naked, tied to the bed and
helpless. I`m here to help prepare you so that you are ready for her. All right?"
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