When Amy had arrived in answer to a summons to find, not a man, but a heavily robed woman instead, she had almost turned and fled in panic.
It had only been a week since her run-in with the women of the palace, and the bruises were only now fading from her lovely white skin.
"Stand still girl." Rijn had snapped as she saw the fear on the shivering blonde woman's face. Amy had obediently held herself still and erect. Her stiff upright posture pushed her breasts further out into the sheer nylon fabric of her see-through body stocking.
The stocking, sort of a neck to toes version of panty hose, was colored a light shade of blue, and concealed nothing. Beneath it she wore a darker colored blue g-string, that concealed slightly more than nothing. As always, she felt embarrassed standing like this before one of the heavily robed Arab women.
Rijn stared at the blonde, her eyes roaming up and down the lush body, admiring the beautifully coiffed blonde hair that hung down past the girl's shoulders.
"You are truly beautiful girl." she said. "What is your name?" she asked, though she already knew. "I am called Amy, mistress." the blonde replied shakily, her head bowed, eyes staring at the floor as she'd been taught. "Raise your head girl." Rijn demanded.
Amy looked up at the woman, who stared back at her, completely covered in a dark black robe that showed only her dark brown eyes.
Then the robe opened, the hood going back and off, revealing a beautiful Arab woman in her mid thirties. The woman had long black hair, how long Amy couldn't see as it disappeared into her robe.
She stepped closer to Amy, her right hand rising to cup the blonde woman's left breast through the sheer fabric. "Such leetle nipples." she mused, her fingers sliding lightly across the tiny pink bud.
"I shall have you for mine girl." she sighed. "You shall belong to me alone." Her hand squeezed Amy's breast less gently, then slid downward, roaming along her belly down to her crotch, sliding under and between her legs to cup the crotch experimentally.
Then both hands moved between Amy's breasts, to where the fabric was held tautly out away from the blonde's body. Her nails dug in and holed the thin material, and then tore it open, ripping it down the middle to leave Amy bare chested.
Now both her hands held Amy's breasts, caressing the soft white skin. Rijn's eyes eyed the twin mounds as her fingers mashed the malleable flesh this way and that, creating deep depressions in the surface as the squeezed down repeatedly.
Rijn slid her hands around Amy's waist inside the material of the body stocking. Her fingers slid downward onto the blonde's behind, rubbing and kneading the flesh there.
She pulled Amy toward her, then kissed her on the lips, first lightly, then-more deeply, with greater and greater passion. Her right hand slid down Amy's ass cleavage, and went under the woman, to squeeze her pubic mound from behind.
She pulled back, her hands catching the material and tearing it apart, pulling it free from the blonde woman's warm flesh so only shreds hung from her shoulders and covered her arms.
Her fingers pulled on the thin string holding Amy's g-string together, and ripped it, pulling the small piece of material up and eying the triangular covering. She dropped it, then stepped back.
Her fingers unfastened the cord holding her rope in place and the garment dropped to the floor. She was nude beneath. Her breasts, though not as big as Amy's, stood high and proud on her chest. The moved in and out quickly, with the woman's rapid excited breathing. Her brown skin shone with the warmth beneath it.
Rijn stepped back several feet to admire the girl's nudity. Amy swallowed several times, her skin still flushed from embarrassment, and from the igniting heat between her legs. "Lie on the bed girl." Rijn told her, motioning toward the big four poster double bed behind her.
Amy obediently moved to the bed, laying down on her back. Rijn moved to the head of the bed, and pulled something out from behind the headboard. She lifted Amy's right hand up above her head, and fastened a very thick rubber wristlet around it.
Amy looked up at the thing curiously. It was thickly padded, and about four or five inches long. It fastened tightly though not uncomfortably to her wrist. Rijn fastened a similar wrist band to her other wrist, then brought her hands up above her head.
Amy heard a click, and Rijn walked down around the bed to the other side. When she attempted to move her right hand down, Amy discovered the wristband was now attached to a thick length of some kind of cord, which tied it to the comer post.
Rijn pulled her left wrist upward towards the other comer post, and Amy saw another cord attached to that post. "What are you doing?" she asked, in a quavering voice. "Do not fear girl, this will prevent you to disturb my work.
Amy was trying to figure out what that meant, as Rijn moved to the foot of the bed, and started attaching another pair of the padded rubber restraints to her ankles. She was worried, even a little frightened as Rijn completed fastening the ankle bands onto her.
Rijn attached her right ankle to the bottom post, then she seemed to pull tightly on the cord, stretching Amy's body down and to the right. "Oohhh!" she exclaimed, feeling the tightness as her body was stretched.
Rijn pulled even tighter on the cord, jerking the blonde tight against the cords holding her wrists. When Rijn seemed satisfied, she locked the cord into place and moved to her left ankle. She pulled this as tightly as she had the other one, jerking Amy to the left this time. Amy felt the pressure on her wrists grow as the woman pulled her downward. She felt the padded wristlets dig into her wrists, holding her in place against the woman's insistent pressure.
Then Rijn locked her left ankle into place, and Amy found herself stretched tightly between the four comers of the bed. The pressure on her wrists and ankles was heavy, but not painful. She felt all four limbs stretched tightly, and couldn't move her arms or legs even an inch.
Rijn stood at the foot of the bed admiring the beautiful tableau. She watched the sexy young blonde woman pull experimentally at her bonds, admiring the play of muscles behind the soft white skin.
Amy gasped in fear as she realized the full extent of her position. Her arms were stretched above her and her legs were spread far apart and locked in place. She felt totally vulnerable and open. She could see Rijn looking down at her from the foot of the bed, and imagined the image she must make like this.
Then Rijn left the room for a few minutes. Amy was left there, wondering anxiously what the woman had in store for her. She was afraid of another pain filled lesson', and quivered slightly from anticipation of the unknown.
When Rijn returned Amy gasped audibly at the transformation. The woman's hair, previously hanging straight down to her waist, was tied together over her head in a severe bun.
She wore a tight leather bustier that pushed her swollen breasts up and out without covering a single inch of them. She wore a leather g-string and leather boots with six inch heels that came up past her knees, almost to her crotch.
The look on her face was far from loving, it was cold, determined and haughty. She moved toward the bed with a slow graceful movement. Her boots squeaking slightly. She stood beside the bed, then sat slowly onto the mattress beside the bound girl.
Her hand slid ever so lightly across the hot skin of Amy's belly, rubbing in slow circles.
"You are such a dirty little slut Amy." she said conversationally. Amy looked up at her in confusion. "You like to suckle on men's penis, do you not Amy?" she queried.
"No! 1 don't… "
Rijn's hand slapped her face lightly. It brought a startled gasp from the girl. "You enjoy taking man's penis into your mouth do you not Amy?" Rijn demanded. Amy nodded dumbly, her cheek smarting slightly.
"I now that you love to drink the sperm from the penis. Would you desire me to bring male slaves so they can fuck you?" she hissed. Amy shook her head in denial. Rijn slapped her face again, a little harder. "You love to have many mens push their penis inside you, into your… your cunt… your cunt hole would you!?"