Chapter 14

After five weeks away from the pool Andrew was happy to be up and away to Marshall Street as soon as it opened. Suzanne and Ara knew that he was going himself to enjoy the longer swim that morning and would leave them to have a lie in. When he returned to the house Andrew stood in the dungeon on the Sunday morning and looked round it again. Bertrand had told him how to clean the covers so he gave everything a quick wipe down, not that there had been many spills. He hung everything back up, or but it away in the dresser. He left the restraints on the bench but removed the six straps. Devilish wasn’t every day. 20 minutes and it was all cleaned up and he closed the door. He went and found his camera bag and used the time that morning to clean all the crap out of it, put some away in the drawers and cabinet, and just throw out the accumulated debris of years of toting it around. He would go to the camera store the following week, collect the enlarger and get whatever else he needed.

Fresh coffee worked its magic on Suzanne and Ara and they quietly and gently fucked that morning. It was good to be home and the three of them spent the morning pottering around the house just enjoying spending time together.

“We invited Jim and Freya over for dinner. We had dinner at their flat while you were in Chatham and since they haven’t seen you in ages it seemed like the perfect time.”

“Sure, that is a great idea.”

But after lunch, the pair of them got guilty looks again. They wanted to go swimming and Andrew was always up for a swim so they headed over to Marshall Street. But instead of going straight to the pool they went to the offices first. The two offices on the second floor were nicely refurbished, simple, clean and functional. The front office on the second floor had three desks laid out and was where Olivia and Suzanne were going to be based.

“This looks fine. Who is the third desk for?”

“We have figured out that we need an architect to join us. There is nobody yet, we haven’t even started looking but we are going to start advertising. I think that person will complement Olivia and I perfectly. We’ll see.”

They clearly had a plan. The other office was empty, ready for use when the business grew. Over the rest of the year it would initially be used to house the computer printer and the photocopier, but that was all to come. The way the stairs ran through the centre of the building was not ideal but Suzanne had installed a door on the stairs right before they opened out onto the second floor. No one entering the building for the business on the 1^st floor could access the top two floors. She had done the same thing at the top of the stairs right before they opened out on the 3^rd floor. When she opened the door Andrew stopped and stared. He thought he had been surprised the previous day but this was even more of a shock.

It was clear that Tony had provided assistance with not just the darkroom but the studio as well. The set to the right, the front of the building, was a large bedroom set, although there was a couch and the chaise in the set as well. Andrew saw that the lights were both top quality and permanently hung. This could be a working studio. The windows faced south and the room was bathed in light even although none of the photographic lights were on. But it was the set to the left, the darker half of the floor with no natural light, that had him transfixed. There sitting in the middle of the floor were four more boxes from Bertrand. When he turned to Ara and Suzanne there was synchronised lip biting and peeking out under their eyelashes. Good lord.

“We have been very, very naughty. Devilishly naughty even.”

Andrew laughed and pulled them into a long extended hug. After many kisses they walked round their own, very private, studio. This time it was Ara that talked about what they had done.

“We decided that we were jealous of Maggie and Elspeth for taking all of your photographic creativity and so this is the result. The weekend with Maggie and then the four days with Elspeth and Donnie just totally reinforced our desire to do something for you. We confess to getting totally carried away, and have spent a shit load of money getting this set up. As you can see we ran out of time. But thinking about it now I am pleased because we can set this up together.”

As Andrew looked around it was clear that a lot of thought had gone into the design of the floor. He could guess what was in the boxes and obviously there contents couldn’t be left out without causing a lot of comment. Not even Tony and Maggie were going to be told about what they did in their private life. So there was a concertina collapsible wall that covered the back half of the room. It was the kind you see in function suites at hotels all the time. It could be pulled across and locked hiding everything from curious eyes. Andrew watched as the room was split in half. The remaining space would just appear to be full of spare lights and backdrops and there was still access to the door up to the roof. For the rest of the afternoon the three of them worked away, unpacking the bench, moving it into position and then attaching all the supports and restraints. Then they did the same with the St. Andrew’s Cross, again attaching eyelets on the legs and arms. It was then that Andrew discovered the final piece they had ordered was a chaise, but with spots for eyelets and attachments. It wasn’t just a chaise, it was a bondage chaise.

“We phoned Bertrand to order the additional bench and cross and Suze asked if he could convert a chaise and create something like he had with the bench. We have no idea what he has created, we trusted him to make something great.”

And he had. Using the measurements he had taken earlier in the summer when they visited Bertrand had created a chaise that was at the perfect height for Andrew to fuck either Ara or Suzanne. What that meant was they would be dangling off the end and he had created little steps tucked into the frame so that they could take the pressure of their stomachs. The little attention to details was brilliant. They attached the final eyelets and restraints to the chaise and they had the three pieces ready to position. Andrew was the muscle as non-slip pads were placed on the feet of all three items of furniture. There were several dressers and wardrobes for costumes and outfits and they moved one of each into their space. All they needed now was to fill them up.

That was the only flaw to the day, there were no props to hand. No cuffs, no chains, no paddles, nothing at all. Time to improvise. He walked over and made sure the door to the stairs was locked.

“Strip.”

When they saw that Andrew himself was stripping Ara and Suzanne quickly followed. They had used both the cross and the bench the previous day so Andrew went and lay on the chaise. It was an awkward position but he didn’t give a crap about that.

“Suzanne, lean over the end of the chaise. Quickly now.”

Bertrand’s hidden little shelf was perfect although Andrew had to scoot even further up the chaise for her to reach his dick.

“Ara, Suzanne has been very naughty. You know what to do.”

Suzanne’s eyes sparkled with love as she deep throated his dick. Andrew couldn’t hold her head as he was bracing himself to stay in position on the chaise. So she just fucked herself in the throat, staring at Andrew with unblinking love, while Ara once again turned her pale white arse a very fetching mottled pattern of pink and red. Andrew made no effort to hold off his orgasm and closed his eyes as his hips twitched as he pulsed down Suzanne’s throat. Then it was his turn to surprise them again. He slid down the chaise and inelegantly stumbled to his feet. Ara had finished with Suzanne’s bum and so he helped Suzanne to her feet before showing her how to hold the position that Andrew had. Her head and neck were at the base of the chaise and she had to hold on to stop sliding back down. This meant that her bum was in constant contact with the chaise, an added bonus. Ara looked unsure what was happening but then Andrew had her drape herself over the chaise. Without a word she dove between Suzanne’s thighs and Andrew could hear Suzanne’s groans at her familiar touch. Andrew knew Ara expected to get fucked, she was in the perfect position but he had other plans.

Both Ara and Suzanne knew about his reluctance to spank them. But he wasn’t concerned at that moment. He wanted to do something special for them both and this was it. When his hand hit Ara’s left bum cheek both she and Suzanne looked shocked. Without another word Andrew equalised the mark on Ara’s right cheek. He stepped back and knelt beside Suzanne.

“You have been so naughty that Ara is getting spanked. Think about what she is going to do to you on Tuesday night. But even more so, think about how vulnerable your bum will be when I get back. Before I fuck you I am going to add to your spanking. But now I have to deal with this other naughty woman. Listen to the spanks and think about the consequences for you on Tuesday.”

“Kiss me you wonderful bastard. Aaah.”

Suzanne had to use her hands to keep herself in position so Andrew kissed her with passion before looking at Ara who was watching him from between Suzanne’s thighs.

“Right then. Time to deal with this naughty woman.”

Andrew moved to her side, and gently swept her hair away from her ear. He kissed it delicately.

“Is your heart beating faster?”

There was a moan of acknowledgement.

“Remember the phrase? Crave and dread at the same time.”

Another moan. Andrew kissed her.

“This is what that feels like.”

He stood up and watched the two of them. Suzanne was staring at him intently and Andrew could see Ara tensing and flexing her bum, the anticipation worse than the actual spank. But he only started spanking her when she wiggled her bum impatiently. He had no idea what strength to spank her at and so, at least in his own mind, took things easily. It was only 20 spanks in total and when he stopped his tongue found her arse and his fingers her pussy. Ara was seriously turned on and came as quickly as a 14 year old boy. As she came down from her high Andrew lifted her off the back of the chaise and snuggled in beside Suzanne on the seat. The three of them lounged there for several minutes. Suzanne’s first question made him laugh out loud.

“So you’re not mad about the money?”

How could he be? It was the only thing that he had ever said that he would like to do more of.

“I have never been defined by money. I have no idea how much you have spent between here and the house, and I don’t care. One of the advantages of being a crazy guy who works the whole time is that I don’t have much time to spend money. You know me, we are getting back into Escher territory. I am happiest when you are happy, and you are happy to do this for me, we just end up going round in circles. The dungeon, the darkroom and this studio are all going to be used. We know that. I do have to ask, is there anything else?”

Andrew was not sure that question deserved dual whacks but he was assured that this was the last of it. All he could think about was how brilliantly efficient they had both been getting everything in place within five weeks.

“How are you doing?”

Ara looked at Andrew with big eyes while she pondered the question.

“I was in love with you for a long time, years. And I love you both with all my heart. But it freaks me out how well you can read me, how well you understand me. I had never been spanked like that before Andrew. Not once. And my submissive tendencies, especially with you, are different than Suze’s. But as you stood behind me I craved that spanking a lot more than I dreaded it. And even as I was a big orgasmic mess I could sense that you were being careful with me.”

She kissed him.

“Thank you. But it was so unexpectedly intense, in a good way. Every smack went right to my pussy. By the end the sting barely registered with me.”

She leaned over Andrew and kissed Suzanne.

“Did you hear how he promised to spank you on Tuesday? Even at that moment he wouldn’t, he couldn’t, play favourites with the one thing we both know he hates.”

Suzanne nodded with tears in her eyes.

“I knew that we had been devilishly naughty if he was spanking us.”

The two of them were a giggly, hiccup-y, tearful mess but Andrew held them close luxuriating in their love as he looked round at their kinky little studio. He realised that they now had two dungeons. Hmmm.

Once they were re-dressed and with everything in position, they pulled the concertina wall in place and locked it. As he followed Suzanne and Ara down the stairs Andrew was already imagining some photoshoots. Double Hmmm.

They were home just in time to prepare dinner for Jim and Freya, a ridiculous counterpoint to how they had spent the previous evening and that afternoon. Dinner with Jim and Freya was long overdue and it was great to catch up with them. They had heard the edited version of the trip to France already, in fact that night they opened one of the bottles of champagne they had shipped over for the first time. After dinner Ara and Suzanne took Jim up to the study to let him see it and Freya led Andrew out onto the back patio.