Bound Together

by Lydia Rose

  BOUND TOGETHER

  BY

  LYDIA ROSE

  Edited by

  Holly Schneider

  FOR LINDA ALWAYS

  This is a book of fiction for entertainment only. It does not represent a specific place or events

  COPYRIGHT BY LYDIA ROSE BOOKS 2017

  ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

  Table of Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 34

  Epilogue

  Author’s Other Books

  CHAPTER 1

  Taylor Jamison was still complaining as she got out of the car. “I can’t believe I let you talk me into this,” she said following behind the three women. Taylor owned a software company and the three women with her were her most trusted employees and close friends, Kay, Julia and Monica. The women had been with her since the inception of the company and they did everything together. Today was Taylor’s fortieth birthday and the women dragged her to a bondage club. Taylor pulled on her short leather skirt. The outfit was part of her birthday present. Under the small leather jacket, she wore a red silk tank top. “I feel completely vulnerable wearing this,” she said again pulling on the too short skirt again.

  “You look beautiful,” Julia said pulling Taylor toward the entry. “Remember, no names. Just your first initial.”

  “I’m not talking to anyone,” Taylor insisted as they walked into the club. Monica knew someone that was a member and she was able to get the women into the club without any problems.

  “Honey, when was the last time you were with a woman?” Kay asked looking at the anxious face of her friend.

  Taylor grumbled, but didn’t respond. The women laughed at her non-response. They knew she hadn’t been on a date in over a year. They were in the process of getting new software off the ground and that took up most of Taylor’s hours.

  Monica shoved a key into Taylor’s hand. “We got you a private room for the night.” The women grinned. “Go have fun,” she added with a push into the main club.

  Taylor stood there watching the people on the dance floor bumping and grinding. Everyone was wearing some type of mask on their face and in various stages of dress. Taylor was wearing a red leather mask that didn’t cover her face completely, but would at least cover her identity. Her friends disappeared into the crowd leaving her alone. She was determined not to take part in this insane fixation. The books and movies had turned a lot of new people into the BDSM world, but Taylor wasn’t one of them. She didn’t like pain and would never allow anyone to control her that way. Taylor found an opening at the bar and ordered a drink. The bartender was naked from the waist up and his leather shorts didn’t leave anything to the imagination. She turned to look at the crowd as she waited for her drink. Finally spotting her friends in the center of a large group, she watched as they were dancing and laughing as their bodies ground against not only men, but women in all different types of dress. In this club it appeared that no one had a preference. It was as if any form was meant to be pleasured. Taylor picked up her drink and made her way over to the wall. As she walked, both men and women tried to stop her from walking away. She pushed through a group of people and now took her place away from the crowds. Taylor knew someone was standing near her, but she didn’t bother to look. It didn’t matter because the person spoke before she could slide further down the wall.

  “First time here?” the woman asked.

  “Isn’t it obvious?” Taylor answered with a nervous chuckle but didn’t look at the woman.

  “Don’t be scared. No one will force you into anything you don’t want to do,” she said sliding closer to Taylor. The woman paused and motioned with her hand. “There are plenty of people here that are more than willing.”

  “Is this your first time here too?” Taylor asked and took notice of what the woman was wearing. She had on a black corset and a crinkly skirt that offered a view of what was underneath. Her mask covered more of her face than Taylor’s did.

  “No, I’ve been here once before. I’m here with some friends,” the woman answered.

  “Me too, but I seem to have lost them in the crowd.” Taylor turned to the woman and held out her hand. “I’m…” she began.

  “No names,” the woman said quickly.

  “Oh yeah. I forgot. I’m T.”

  The woman took Taylor’s hand. “I’m J.” She took Taylor’s hand and then her mouth opened wide. “Your eyes are fantastic.”

  Taylor chuckled. “Most people find my eyes strange.” Taylor’s eyes were icy blue like that of a Siberian husky.

  “Not strange at all, but beautiful. They are almost like a blue glacier.”

  Taylor laughed. “Thank you. I can’t say that I’ve ever had them described that way.”

  “Would you like to dance?” J asked moving closer to Taylor.

  Taylor pushed herself off the wall she was leaning on. “Sure,” she answered with a shrug. J held out her hand and they made their way into the crowd. As they danced, a voice called out to Taylor.

  Hey, T. Happy birthday,” Monica screamed out. Her blond hair had become unpinned and she was grinding up against a man with a complete head mask.

  “It’s your birthday?” J asked into her ear.

  Taylor nodded. “Yes, and this is my birthday present.” She began to chuckle. “Can you imagine? They even got me a private room for the night. Like I’m really going to use it.”

  “Those rooms are very expensive. You shouldn’t refuse to enjoy your friend’s gift,” J said pulling Taylor closer to her body.

  “I’m not into this stuff,” Taylor said lowering her voice.

  “What stuff?” J asked smiling as she looked at Taylor’s face.

  “Pain and bondage.”

  “Not everyone here is into pain. Some of those toys are quite sensuous. They can bring lots and lots of pleasure without pain.” Taylor looked at J skeptically. J now laughed. “You don’t believe me?” Taylor shook her head.

  The women continued to dance as their bodies got closer and closer together. Taylor could feel the heat coming off J’s body and she wrapped her arms around her back forcing their cores together.

  J wanting more, looked into Taylor’s eyes. Her hand came up and caressed her chin. “I really want to kiss you right now,” she said never taking her eyes off her.

  Without another word, Taylor’s lips met the red ones that were so full. They kissed over and over again and now their tongues danced even though they had stopped dancing.

  Pulling away from Taylor, she asked, “Where is that key?” J held out her hand.

  Taylor placed the key into J’s palm. “What are you doing?”

  “Follow me,” she answered and took Taylor’s hand leading her to the back of the club. As they approached the door, J turned and looked at Taylor. “Trust me,” she said in a tight whisper.

  Taylor could hear the moans from some of the rooms along with what sounded like a body being hit. “I don’t even know you,” she said as
she was pulled into the room.

  J let out a loud laugh as she released Taylor’s hand as the door opened. “See, nothing to be afraid of in here.”

  Taylor looked around. Her eyes opened wide. There were various forms of toys used for bondage. Handcuffs and silk scarves along with neckties. There were whips, paddles and clamps of all different sizes and shapes. She turned to look at J. “Yeah, nothing to be afraid of in here,” she said pointing at what to her looked like weapons.

  J put her hands on Taylor’s hips and turned her to another part of the room. They were now walking toward the toys on this wall. J picked up a stick that had feathers on the end. There were soft cuffs and she handed a pair to Taylor. “These are meant for restraint, but you really won’t be restrained. Feel how soft this is?” She handed her the ostrich tickler. “These are all very sensual.” She smiled at Taylor. “No pain here.”

  Taylor was still skeptical and saw a leather chaise in the center of the room. There were also harnesses hanging from the ceiling. “Have you used any of these things?”

  J smiled. “Yes, but I’m not into pain either. This side of the room is more my style.” She led Taylor over to the chaise. “Sit down and relax, T.”

  Taylor took a seat next to the stranger feeling the tightness in her core. Okay, she was turned on whether she wanted to be or not. The kisses they shared on the dance floor were only a prelude to what J’s body could do to her. Her head turned and she looked at J’s lips, but then looked into the brown eyes. “Are these things sanitary?”

  Jessica laughed at her question. “Yes, T, everything is cleaned after the room is used.” They moved toward each other and kissed softly. “Happy birthday, T.” Her fingers caressed Taylor’s face. “I won’t hurt you,” she said as she kissed Taylor’s mouth.

  Their kisses now became almost desperate. Hands were everywhere as they tried to melt into each other. J was now removing Taylor’s leather jacket anxious to get Taylor out of her clothes. Taylor searched unsuccessfully for the zipper on J’s skirt. They broke apart laughing.

  “Let me, T.” J slowly slid her zipper down and stepped out of the skirt. Her eyes scanned Taylor’s body before she helped her out of her skirt. “You have such a beautiful body,” she moaned into Taylor’s mouth before her tongue entered the other woman’s mouth. Her hand now skirted across Taylor’s cleavage. “I want to see all of you, T.” Taylor nodded in surrender. J removed the top slowly as her eyes took in Taylor’s body. As soon as the tank hit the floor, J’s hands were on Taylor’s breasts. “Magnificent,” she moaned into Taylor’s mouth. “Lie down.”

  Taylor laid back on the chaise and watched as J went over to the wall. She returned with silk scarves. Taylor now found herself tied to the top of the chaise. Her chest was heaving, but not with fear. She could feel her fluids slipping out of her body in anticipation. J went back to the wall and returned with the ostrich tickler. J ran the tickler down Taylor’s body. She paid attention to Taylor’s stiff nipples before she moved it lower. At her core, she gave gentle strokes which caused Taylor’s hips to rise.

  “Oh, J. That feels so good.” J’s response was a laugh, but Taylor could tell she was just as excited. “Take off your corset,” she begged and watched as J slid the zipper down slowly. Taylor’s tongue came out and ran it over her lips as J’s nipples were exposed. “I want to touch you,” she begged. In her state of arousal it felt as though she was someone else. This was not the Taylor that everyone expected to find. This Taylor wanted this woman who was next to her. She wanted her like she had never wanted anyone else. “Please,” she said with a strangled moan.

  “Patience, T.” The tickler moved over Taylor’s body touching her skin with feathery touches.

  “You are driving me crazy. Please J.”

  “Please what?” J asked as her fingers gently moved through the soft curls. “Like this?”

  “Yes. More,” Taylor said with a loud moan. “More,” she repeated. Instead of doing what Taylor had asked, J went back to the wall. Taylor’s eyes followed her as she turned her head. She didn’t see what J had taken off the wall, but she was now standing at her side. A fur mask was placed over Taylor’s eyes. “I want to see you,” Taylor begged.

  “It will feel much better if you just feel me without your eyes.” The tickler went back to her breasts. “Relax, T. Just enjoy my touch.”

  Taylor felt J leave her side again. The next sensation she felt was when J’s tongue met her core. “Oh, god,” she said raising her hips. J licked up one side of Taylor, but made sure she never touched her clit as she worked Taylor into a frenzy. “You are killing me,” Taylor moaned and tried to move her hips desperately trying to have J touch her sweet spot.

  “I may just have to restrain your legs,” she said getting up again.

  Taylor felt J move away from her and began panting with anticipation as to what J was going to do next. She heard the rattle of metal and pictured in her mind that J was going to restrain her legs. Instead she felt J kneel on the chaise. “Hurry, J. I don’t know what you are going to do, but please do it.” Between her legs she felt something, but couldn’t picture what it was. J was moving the object up and down her core and now briefly touched her clit. “Oh shit, J.” Again, her hips came up to meet whatever was there. The object was now at her opening just dipping into the entry. Each time J moved the object, it went deeper. Taylor let out a strangled moan now realizing what J was using. The dildo dipped deeper until it seated and then they were both moving to a rhythm. Every time J filled her, their bodies touching almost pushed her over the edge. J’s hands reached out and pulled Taylor closer to her so she could touch the nipples that screamed out to be touched. “Shit, J that feels so good. Faster,” she begged as her hips went faster hoping J would follow with her thrusts. Taylor was lost in J’s movements, but she needed more. “Faster, J, I’m almost there.”

  J’s lips came down on Taylor’s legs and she whispered, “I want you to explode when you come.”

  “I will, J. I promise I will.” She would have said anything or done anything at this point. Taylor swore loudly before J increased her speed. They were both wet with sweat and passion, both women dripping. Taylor’s hips came up one more time before she exploded in the most powerful orgasm she had ever felt. When her hips crashed to the cushion under her, she panted, “My god, J. That was unbelievable.” J pulled out of her and removed the mask that covered her eyes making sure the other mask remained in place. The blue eyes blinked to clear her vision. J’s blond hair was now hanging loose around her face in curls from the exertion. “Come here,” she said holding up her arms which were still tied to the chaise lounge. J removed the harness and crawled up Taylor’s body. They began to kiss with such passion that Taylor thought she was going to come again just by J lying on her body. “I need to touch you, J. Please let me touch you.”

  J laid her body across Taylor’s body as her hands slipped the restraints off of her wrists. “What do you want to do to me?” J asked with a grin on her face.

  “Everything,” Taylor answered as she slipped J onto her back. She quickly locked J’s hands through the restraints and went over to the wall. She now covered J’s eyes with the same soft mask that had covered her eyes. Taylor’s eyes scanned the wall looking for what she was going to use on J. Fingering the items there, she returned to the chaise with something in her hands. “Turn over,” she whispered against J’s ear. She felt the woman next to her shudder in anticipation. Taylor got up on the chaise and ran her hands over J’s rear and back before they landed on her taut breasts. They weren’t as large as her own, but she squeezed them with her hands as her own breasts rubbed against J’s back.

  “Holy fucking almighty,” J moaned as Taylor pulled at her nipples. Her expletive broke Taylor’s concentration and she laughed. She pulled and teased the nipple under her fingers as she massaged J’s back with her breasts. Her hands left J’s breasts as she moved lower until she inserted the object from the wall into her. It was long, smooth
and meant for pleasure judging by the moans coming out of J’s mouth.

  “Shit, T,” J screamed in ecstasy.

  Taylor continued moving the object in and out of her while her tongue was lapping at her clit. J’s hips moved back and forth against the object in her. Before she knew it, her body had reached the edge of her explosion and Taylor felt it. The object dropped and was replaced by two fingers. Her tongue never stopped lapping and she felt the first flutter of J’s body before she crashed against Taylor’s mouth. Her legs felt like jelly and she flopped down onto the chaise. Taylor got off the chaise and removed the restraints and mask. Her smile was devilish as she stared down at the exhausted woman. They fell into each other’s arms and kissed over and over again causing another wave of excitement until they both crashed again.

  Both spent from the exertion, they held onto each other tightly. They didn’t lay there too long before Taylor’s phone buzzed with a text. Taylor looked up looking for her purse.

  “Leave it,” J begged as she reached for Taylor, but she was too slow and Taylor slipped off the chaise.

  “I’m sorry, but I’ve got to go,” she said after reading the text.

  J sat up and looked at Taylor. “Are you sure?”

  “Yes. One of my friends is sick and they’re leaving.” She grabbed her clothes and began to get dressed. She walked back to J and kissed her lips softly. “I had a great time.” Taylor’s phone buzzed again. “I’ve got to go.” Before she opened the door, she took one more look at the woman who was lying there. “Thanks,” she said and then she was gone.

  CHAPTER 2

  By the time Taylor made her way through the club and to the parking lot, she saw Julia bent over vomiting on the ground. Kay and Monica were now helping her into the back seat. “Was it too much alcohol?” Taylor asked as she got to the car.

  “Yes,” Kay said scowling. “I kept telling her to slow down, but guys kept buying her drinks.”

  Taylor got into the front seat and Kay drove Julia home first. The women got her settled into bed and now drove Monica home. This left Kay and Taylor alone. “Well?”