Andrea's Diary (Part 8)
I parked my car at my destination, gathered my things and with heart pounding entered the courtyard to the house with Madame's "Chambers". I rang the bell and was greeted by Madame De Vil - I followed her into her reception area, where she complemented me on my looks and clothes and we discussed what I wanted to do for this photo shoot.
I nervously handed her my note, which she carefully read and said that I was the only "slave" booked for that afternoon so we need not hurry the photos. Then with a wicked smile she said, "Take your jacket off and follow me".
I was surprised by her tone - I expected it to be loud and authoritive, instead it was almost soft, but clearly she had something in store for me.
She showed me around the various Chambers and we ended up in one of her two Dungeons; fixed to one wall was a large cross with straps at strategic locations, a bench and stocks also filled the room. Madame DeVil was also wearing black pvc, but as a dress that was open at the back except for buckles from her waist downwards, along with knee length boots.
"Put on your heels and remove you watch and bracelet," she ordered, which as soon as I had done, she took the small padlocks I had provided and locked me into my 7" stiletto heels. She then produced the wrist cuffs; these were heavy but soft black leather that were also fur lined, which she tightly secured to each wrist. She then pulled my arms behind me and clipped the two cuffs together thus securing my arms behind my back.
I stood before her teetering in my heels as she then fitted similar cuffs (although not fur lined) to my ankles and she lead me over to the large cross fixed to the wall. "I think we will start with you here" she smiled as my wrists were unclipped from behind me and in turn each secured high above me onto the arms of the cross.
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