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HAVING SIG TIE ME UP, was rather humiliating. I was made to stand as he prepared a harness of the rope. He wrapped it around my breasts, which lifted them up. Then the ropes were threaded between my legs, which effectively made me stand with them apart as one of the knots pressed the fabric of my panties firmly against my clit. When he was finished, he stood back and ruminated over his work, fussing with a knot here and there, until finally he nodded and turned to the very silent Keegan.
“That should serve your purpose, Boss.” Sig looked to him and he smiled with a long sigh.
“I do appreciate it.” He clasped Sig’s shoulder and Sig walked away. It was pretty clear he was about as happy about this as I was. What was Keegan thinking?
“So now that I have you so beautifully trussed, I think perhaps we should have a talk.” He leaned against the kitchen island. “Try not to move too much, if you do, it’ll arouse you and I want your attention more on me than the ropes. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” I swallowed, and as I did my body contracted and the knots pulled. I shifted from one foot to the other and it made it worse.
“There are things that we really should have gone over in the beginning, things that I expect of you. A large amount of this will carry over into your Guardian training so it is good that we have this talk.” His eyes roamed over me. “You and I have talked at great length about the things you want to do. School, the restaurant, becoming a good Guardian, a good submissive to me. Do you still want those things?”
My breathing quickened as I tried not to fidget, my legs beginning to burn from the way I was standing. “I do.”
“Try putting your weight on both feet, not one or the other, it will level you and straighten your back more, don’t drop your chin, and we’ve talked about your eye level.”
I adjusted as he asked. It relieved the stress in my legs. “Thank you for the correction.” I wasn’t sure why I’d said it, but it seemed appropriate.
He smiled. “Very good. Now the reason I’ve had Sig bind you like this, is because we are getting ready to be in the public eye again. And frankly, your posture sucks. You slouch too often, you never lift your head at all and you are something of a klutz. We need to work on this. Neither my submissive nor my Guardians can be seen as such. I want you to walk for me. Hands loosely at your side, no over swing as you go, graceful steps, your hips should swing, but only just, one foot in front of the other. For now, go slow.”
I took a hard swallow, then nodded, taking a tentative step forward.
“Ah, toe to heel.”
I corrected on the next step, coming toward him. It was awkward and I stumbled, but he didn’t say anything, simply watched as I approached him. I stopped when I reached him.
“Does it feel good while you are moving?”
“Kind of, Sir.”
“Then you are doing it wrong. Keep moving, take a longer stride, I’ll let you know when I want you to stop.”
I turned from him and walked back toward the living room, clenching my thighs and taking the longer strides. As I moved, the knot between my legs made my clit tingle. I rolled my shoulders at the sensation, trying to ignore it, and kept moving.
“Better.” Keegan’s eyes were fixed on me, which added to my arousal. I could feel the clenching in my core, and I stopped moving, the knot sliding left me wet and swollen. Keegan sighed, coming over to me. I shuddered and as he ran his fingers down my cheek, I came.
“Now, I did say you were to stop when I said so.” His fingers tapped the knot. “Did I say you could orgasm?
“I tried not to. But with your eyes on me, I couldn’t, once you touched me...”
He lifted the lead of the rope at my stomach, making the knot slide upward. “Your mind and body are out of sync.” He let the rope fall only to pull it up again, faster and harder.
“Now, I want you to come again, you need to learn that you come when I want you to, and only when I want you to.”
“Please...” I begged as the rope rubbed painfully against me, his hand pressing it into me, and I flexed my pelvic muscles. I could feel the fluid as it trickled down my thighs.
He kissed my wide opened mouth, not stopping, pushing me along the orgasm. “That’s a good girl,” he whispered into my mouth. “Now we’ll get you out of this and put you to bed. Tomorrow we’ll be getting your classes set up and then you’ll get your schedule. There are going to be some restrictions from now on. Is that understood?”
His breath was heavy against me, as I quivered, on my tiptoes, my body against him for support. “Yes, Sir. Whatever you wish.”
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“Restrictions. I’ve never had so many rules in my life.” I stared at the paper in my hands as Sig laughed at me. “It’s not funny. Do you know what’s on here?”
“I’m sure I have an inkling. Is he moving you in?”
I nodded. “He expects me to do domestic work on top of my school and work schedule. Then there’s something here about positions and techniques?”
“Well, that you’ll get help from him with and as for the domestic stuff, don’t you already kinda do that around here? The difference is now you will have to be more mindful of his stuff. What he uses, how much, how often. His laundry. Things of that sort.”
“Ugh. This is not going to be easy at all.”
“Nothing worth it ever is. You’ll thank him for it in the long run.”
“I don’t know about that.”
“Just do your best, and don’t let him hear you complain. It’s really no different than it has been. I mean, you already never go anywhere alone, it’s just now that it’s on paper, you are more aware of the confines of your relationship.” Sig patted me on the head. “Why don’t we go and check out the courtyard and see what the new freshman class looks like?”
“Where’s Keegan at? I thought he was going to be here for this?”
“He’s with Dean Baker, something about making sure that there weren’t any issues with the new integrated dorms. This is the first year the Deviant Class is going to be in the same buildings as the rest of them. You still doing alright there?” Sig asked with a chuckle as I adjusted.
“I’m trying.” I stood up. The harness Keegan made Sig put on me this morning kept my shoulders pulled back and my breasts lifted. I had spent half the day trying to forget about it. Walking tended to remind me, and Sig with the clicker was even worse, since I had to admit to him every time I came. He’d click and try not to laugh. The last time, he even slapped me on the ass, which did not help my situation at all! Thankfully the orgasms were getting to be few and far between as I was learning to shift my focus and move with a better gait.
“That’s all you can do. Now let’s get going.” He smirked as I pushed ahead. I hesitated with a little shudder, hearing a click behind me.
“Sig!” I shouted, knowing it was him, still keeping track.
“Hey, just doing my job. It was a little one, but it still counts.” His shoulders shook as he grabbed me by the arm. “You rethinking that horny all the time notion yet?”
“Oh, like you wouldn’t believe.”
“Have you noticed something though, you’re not hungry.”
“No, you’re right. I’m not.” Perhaps there was something to Keegan’s methods after all.