Chapter 25: Just You and Me

The attendant showed the girls to the shower room and laid out fresh clothes for them. "We'll launder these and return them," his voice smiled from under his hood.

Kathy began to apologize for creating such a mess, but the attendant waived her off. "Happens five or six time a night," he handed her a tiny bottle of shampoo. "You hang, you cum, you pee," he shrugged. "Just as natural as that."

Soon Kathy and Christi were identically dressed in black over-the-knee socks and hot pink complementary T-shirts that read "I Did the Rope Dance at the Hood & Noose." Although Kathy thought the shirt was much too long -- it actually reached her navel -- it was cool to have a souvenir of her first real "swinging" experience.

Since her hair, too, had been drenched by Christi's fluids, Kathy tied it in a ponytail instead of trying to salvage her ornate hairdo. Then it was back in the trunk and off to the hotel. Kathy snuggled close to Christi in the comforting darkness and the two girls giggled with excitement as they speculated about what new experiences lay in the hours ahead.

But disappointment was waiting when the trunk opened. "I'm sorry, Christi," the supervisor apologized, "but, until you told me at dinner, I didn't realize that you'd be competing in the regional Submissive Miss contest. I'm one of the judges, so I called my office from the limo and they say we can't do a session until the pageant or you'll be disqualified."

Christi was crestfallen, she'd been so looking forward to cowering before of the powerful, sadistic man. "Oh," she whined, "why do these things always happen to me?"

"There, there," the secretary soothed. "We'll just swap. Kathy can go with my friend here," he took Christi gently by the hand, "and you can come back to my room with me."

"Your room? You, you mean we're not going to the dungeon?" Christi exclaimed in horror.

"Heaven's no," the secretary laughed. "I enjoy watching a good rope dance as much as the next guy, but tonight," he took Christi's face in both hands and tenderly kissed her mouth, "I'm in the mood for love."

Before Christi could reply, the supervisor seized Kathy firmly by her ponytail. "Well, I guess it's just you and me, then," he quick marched her through the crowded hotel lobby and into an elevator. "This should be interesting," he told the dumb struck girl as he pushed the button for "D" level, "I've never done a session with a novice before."

"Yes, yes, this should be... interesting," was all Kathy could think to reply.