Madelyn Standish turned around to see a spectre from her past. It took a moment until recognition set in.

“Oh my God! Judy?!? I haven’t seen you since grade eight. Where have you been, what have you been doing? Oh, it’s so great to see you! You look fabulous!”

She did look fabulous. The chunkiness of early adolescence had evaporated into a strong, lean body twenty years later. Judy was wearing tight black pants, a red silk blouse and a black jacket. Her bright red hair was cropped short, and best of all she had had her teeth repaired. When she was younger, her teeth had been so crooked that she rarely laughed, but her family did not have the resources to fix something that was considered a cosmetic problem. It made all the difference in the world. She was now a very beautiful woman with an open and engaging face.

“Thanks. You look pretty good yourself. Hey if you’re not busy, do you want to go for coffee?” Judy leaned closer and lowered her voice, “I promise not to force you to your knees in the coffee shop!”

Maddie felt a flush bloom across her face as she remembered their old game of Mistress and Slave.

“Oh, I haven’t thought of that in years! Sure, I’d love to have coffee.” They headed down the street, easily falling into step with each other. Madelyn started to laugh. “You know I’m surprised we got away with that game.”

“You made a very good slave, Maddie, carrying my books, kneeling to me, calling me mistress. But that was a very long time ago. A lot has changed hasn’t it?”

Madelyn nodded. She had experimented with bondage games in high school, but a few bad experiences had convinced her that such things were better off in the realm of fantasy.

They settled down in the early spring sunshine with their lattes and Judy took up the conversation, “So, what do you do for a living?”

“I’m a ‘stay at home’ mom. I married Ian oh, how long has it been? Eleven years now I guess. He’s a doctor. He’s been good to me, no complaints. We have two boys, 7 and 9, brilliant perfect children of course. How about you?”

Judy took a sip and stretched out her legs. She was a short woman, barely five feet tall, but she somehow she seemed much… bigger, like she commanded the whole space.

“Tried marriage for a while. Wasn’t my cup of tea. I own a consulting service now. I get to tell people how to run their business and they pay me to do it! But I can’t believe a smart woman like you is just staying at home? Don’t you get bored?”

“I keep busy. I’ve taken some courses at the university and now that the kids are in school full time, I’ve gone back to dancing.”

Judy did not look convinced. Maddie could feel the heat of her gaze deep in her being. She sipped her coffee and kept her eyes lowered. She wasn’t yet ready to admit that there was something missing in her life.

“You are wasting your potential and you know it, but, as long as you’re happy…” She changed to topic.

As they chatted, their old friendship emerged. Conversation was easy, relaxed, comfortable. Finally, Judy put her coffee cup down and got up.

“Maddie, this has been absolutely delightful. Let’s do this again. How about two weeks Monday, ten o’clock?”

Maddie thought quickly, she would have to re-schedule an appointment. “Sure, I have nothing on.”

Judy picked up her purse; “Good, I’ll see you here then.” Judy put a few coins on the table and left.

When Madelyn got home, she fussed around the house aimlessly for a couple of hours. Her mind was a mass of conflicting images and emotions. She hated feeling defensive about her life, but perhaps Judy was right. Perhaps she should look for more. But then the domestic duties would have to be more evenly shared. Madelyn just couldn’t see Ian washing a floor or doing a load of laundry. When she had cleaned the kitchen for the second time she stopped for a moment and took a deep breath. This lack of balance was intolerable. She strapped on her dance shoes and started to warm up. An hour later she was dripping with sweat and feeling much better. She was happy with her life. Ian was a great husband and father and he loved her. What more could a girl ask for?

Two weeks later it was raining heavily when Madelyn got to the coffee shop. She ordered the lattes and waited for Judy. Their conversation was lively, challenging and stimulating. When it was time for Judy to leave, she reached over and gave Madelyn a kiss on the cheek.

“I am not sure of my schedule over the next few weeks, I’ll contact you. Oh and one other thing…”

Madelyn met Judy’s eyes.

“You are a beautiful woman, Maddie. I never want to see that horrible denim skirt again! Burn it. Dress better.”

Madelyn’s face flushed at the criticism. She knew Judy was right, but it never seemed to matter before how she dressed. Again Judy put a few coins on the table and was pulling her raincoat over her shoulders as she left the coffee shop.

Madelyn sat there for a few minutes contemplating the fire in her belly. Judy was obviously a very busy woman, but she was making time for an old friend. Madelyn liked the attention. If only Judy was a man… Maddie stopped that thought in its tracks. Judy wasn’t a man; and furthermore, Maddie reminded herself, she was a happily married woman. She gathered up her raincoat and headed out into the spring rain.

When she got home she felt the same fluttering disquiet that she had before. Madelyn Standish was not a stupid woman. She knew that this energy was not going to go away on it’s own. Last time she cleaned the house then danced herself stiff. This time she had a better idea.

She went upstairs and got undressed.

She threw back the covers and reached into her bedside table for her vibrator. The rain was pounding a steady rhythm on the windows as Maddie ran her hands across her thighs and her belly. She had always relied on masturbation as stress relief, a cure for insomnia, or just a pleasant way to pass the time. She knew her body well and could feed her passion quite efficiently. She ran light feather caresses down her throat and through her cleavage. She could feel the heat and the passion start to rise. She started up the vibrator and positioned the tip on her clit, holding it tight.

She cleared her mind and called up her favourite fantasy. It was scene from a book she had read in high school. She had used these images often, but for some reason they were not working today. She reached further back to a dream that she used to have, she was lying on a slab in the middle of a forest and someone was coming for her. Ah, better, the muscles in her thighs clenched. She held the image. It was dark, she could only make out shadows between the trees, but she knew he was coming, a dark man, powerful, violent, demanding. He would take her, claim her, consume her.

She kneaded her breasts one after the other; pinching the nipples while her other hand thumbed the control on the vibrator higher. Her ass contracted tightly and she spread her thighs as far apart as possible. The dark lord was almost upon her; she could hear him, smell him. Her passion was almost at the breaking point now. He stepped into the circle of light and it was Judy. Maddie gasped and pushed the vibrator to the highest setting, holding the fantasy and letting it play out. The image of Judy smiled wickedly and slowly reached out to spread Maddie’s legs and sinking both her hands into Maddie’s cunt. Maddie exploded into orgasm. Waves of colour and energy took her higher and higher until she had to drop the vibrator, her clit becoming too sensitive to continue.

She got dressed and made herself a cup of tea. She wondered what this meant. She knew that she was not a lesbian, she enjoyed sex with men far too much, but there was something incredibly attractive about Judy; something that filled a void in her life that she wasn’t even aware of until Judy had showed her. She was looking forward to hearing from her again.

Madelyn got dressed. They had graduated from coffee to lunch dates. She was meeting Judy at a fancy restaurant up town.

Madelyn took care. She desperately wanted Judy to think well of her. She wore a short skirt and a blouse. She even put on lipstick in the daytime for the first time in 10 years! She fretted about her shoes. All she really had was “Birkenstocks”. Comfortable and great for her back, but hardly attractive. She dug deeper in her closet and pulled out a pair of pumps that she hadn’t worn for years. That and some nice hose. Yes, that was better. She checked her watch half an hour to go. She hurried out.

Madelyn got to the restaurant a bit early. She asked for a table outside with a view of the river and was just getting settled when Judy arrived. As usual Judy took Madelyn’s breath away; she was quite simply gorgeous. Years of competitive rowing had left her with a lean body and a posture that spoke of discipline. She moved like a cat, totally comfortable in her body, graceful and relaxed. Madelyn felt big and clumsy in her presence and completely incapable of thinking of anything other than Judy.

After the usual kiss on the cheek greeting, Judy pulled out Madelyn’s chair before seating herself. Madelyn opened her menu but couldn’t concentrate on the choices, her belly too full of butterflies. Judy ordered Perrier and a salad with walnuts. Madelyn ordered the same. When the drinks arrived, Judy took a sip and looked at Madelyn over the rim of her glass.

“You’re looking good, Maddie. I love the skirt, but we have to do something about those shoes.”

Madelyn blushed. She hated the way her skin telegraphed her emotions, but there wasn’t much she could do about it. She took a sip of water.

“Thanks, glad you approve.” She tried to sound sarcastic or at least cool. Judy smiled.

“I have something for you.” Judy pulled something out of her purse. It was about an inch wide, fairly long, a black satin ribbon. Judy leaned forward, looking Madelyn in the eye. “You will go into the bathroom now and tie this around your thigh. Position the knot high up, right between your legs.”

Madelyn felt the immediate rush of excitement. Her palms began to get hot and tingly. She looked at the ribbon in Judy’s hand and then she looked at Judy. “You’re not serious, are you?”

Judy’s brown eyes laughed but she didn’t say a word simply held out the ribbon. Madelyn’s mouth was dry. She took another sip of water and a deep breath.
“Okay.” She reached out and took the ribbon. “I’ll do it.”

Judy sat back and picked up her glass, “Of course, you will.”

In the bathroom, Madelyn shook her head. She couldn’t believe she was actually doing this, but she felt so good, so excited, so alive. She pulled down her nylons and tied the ribbon around her thigh. She tugged it around until the knot was positioned between her thighs then pulled the nylons back up. The knot was uncomfortable of course, but it was exciting too.

When Madelyn got back to the table, the salads had arrived, but Judy had waited for her before starting to eat. Madelyn sat down, carefully, feeling the ribbon tighten and bite into her flesh. She saw the laughter in Judy’s eyes and blushed.

“Very good, Maddie. Shall we eat?” Judy picked up her fork.

They exchanged small talk over lunch. Judy asked after Madelyn’s children and her husband. Madelyn told her of the children’s latest exploits and her husband’s successes and then asked after Judy’s business, the golf tournament that Judy was organizing. All through lunch, Madelyn felt Judy’s gaze, her silent laughter, and her control.

As they sipped their coffee after lunch Judy asked, “Comfortable, Maddie?”

Madelyn felt the knot of the ribbon rub up against her clit as she shifted in her seat. “Actually no, thank you for asking.”

Judy laughed out load. “Okay then, I will release you. You will go back to the bathroom, untie the ribbon and tie it around your neck. Then you will masturbate and bring me your wet panties. You have, let’s see...” she checked her watch. ”Five minutes.”

Madelyn’s eyes went wide. Could she do such a thing?

“Hurry up, Maddie.” Judy said as she pulled out her cell phone. “I’ll wait, you have now 4 minutes and 50 seconds.” She punched in the number for her office and checked in with her assistant. She looked at Madelyn still sitting in her chair, and silently mouthed, “Go”.

Madelyn quickly got up and rushed to the bathroom. She locked the door and pulled down her nylons. She fumbled with the knot. The satin was wet and the knot had tightened. Finally she got it undone. She quickly wrapped the ribbon around her neck and tied a bow. She could smell her own juices on the satin. The ribbon felt like a collar. Maddie imagined Judy’s fingers on her throat and her excitement grew. Her fingers quickly found her nub and began to rub, right through her silk panties. Her other hand slipped into her bra and massaged her breasts, pinching her nipples hard. Maddie closed her eyes and threw back her head and let the sensation wash over and through her. Faster and harder she rubbed. The nylons stopped her from opening her legs wider but her muscles pulled against them anyway. She imagined Judy watching her, Judy’s cold gaze judging and evaluating.

Maddie’s passion rose, she pinched her nipple harder and clenched her teeth to cut off her scream. Her body convulsed and shuddered. Her nylons ripped. She took a ragged breath and a quick glance at her watch. 3 minutes 40 seconds. Plenty of time. She did it. Slipping out of her shoes she shucked her nylons. They were ripped now anyway so she tossed them in the bin. Her panties were wet, surprisingly wet. They left a damp trail down the inside of her leg as she removed them and rolled them into a tight ball. Luckily, she had put on her lacy silk panties rather than the usual cotton jobs. She slipped her shoes on her bare feet. The reflection in the mirror showed a flushed and tousled woman. A tug of her blouse and a quick splash of water restored her but now she was running out of time. Leaving the ribbon in place, she hurried back to the table.

Madelyn put the tiny bundle of silk on the table as she took her seat, her eyes intent on Judy’s face. Judy closed her phone and put it away. Licking her lips, she picked up Maddie’s panties.

“Well done, Maddie.” She picked up the panties carefully. “And on time too.”
She put the panties in her bag and looked at Madelyn, fixing her with her gaze. “Such a good slave.”

The old endearment from their childhood brought a new flush and rise of heat.

“Do you have any further commitments this afternoon?” Judy asked.

Madelyn was still buzzing. She couldn’t believe that she had actually gone along with Judy’s request. It had all happened so quickly. Her hand stroked the satin ribbon still around her throat. She had obeyed Judy without thinking. But then again she was having a great time. She was more excited than she had been in years. She wasn’t about to stop now.

“I just have to be home by four when the kids get off the bus.”

“Fine,” Judy got up. “You’ll be back in time. Come along.” Evidently Judy had paid the bill while Madelyn had been otherwise occupied.

In the parking lot Maddie followed Judy to her car, a black Miata convertible. Judy held the door for her. As the car started Maddie began to feel a bit more nervous. She had no idea where she was going or what would happen. Judy ran up through the gears quickly and took them out on the highway. With the top down the speed was exhilarating. Maddie had always enjoyed fast cars and threw back her head to feel the wind on her face. Judy smiled.

“Enjoying yourself, Maddie?” She asked.

“Oh yes, this is great!”

“Good,” Judy reached over and pushed Maddie’s skirt up reaching between her legs.

“Judy! You’re driving!” Maddie shrieked.

“Then open up and don’t make me work for it!”

Maddie opened her thighs and gasped as Judy found her clit and started to rub. Madelyn closed her eyes and lost herself in the pleasure. The wind bit into her crotch adding ice to the fire of Judy’s fingers. Madelyn’s breath came faster as her passion built.

Suddenly, Judy thrust her fingers into Maddie’s cunt, hard. “Come now, slave!” The order threw Maddie over the top. Her orgasm flashed through her and she strained against the seatbelt holding her tightly. Another hard thrust sent the climax higher; cresting and then slowly abating.

Judy withdrew her hand and offered her fingers to Maddie to lick. Maddie sucked each finger clean and then relaxed into the seat with a sigh as Judy downshifted and left the highway.

After a few minutes, they pulled into driveway of Judy’s lovely old heritage home. Massive trees shaded the driveway and the quiet street. Judy unlocked the door and gestured Maddie inside. Madelyn dropped her purse by the door and walked into the living room. Judy’s place was sparse. Mostly white and black; with a large red painting over the fireplace between two large windows overlooking a lovely garden. Madelyn was envious of a house without children’s clutter. This place was tidy, serene.

Judy stopped Maddie just under the archway from the living room to the dining room.

“Close your eyes, Maddie.” Judy’s voice was low, breathy. Madelyn did as told. She could feel Judy’s breath on her face.

“Good girl, now you will stay silent until I release you. Nod if you agree.”

Madelyn’s excitement was making it difficult to think. She nodded. Then, Judy unbuttoned Maddie’s blouse and pulled it off her shoulders. Madelyn shuddered as Judy’s hands caressed her arms, shoulders and breasts.

“Keep your eyes closed.” Judy reminded, Maddie nodded. She felt Judy’s breath on her face and parted her lips. An electric shock buzzed through her as Judy’s tongue grazed the surface of her lips. Just a feather touch, but Maddie felt it like a blow and swayed where she stood. Judy grabbed her hair and kissed her hard; crushing lips between teeth. Maddie's hands flew up in defence then relaxed and rested on Judy’s arms. Judy released Maddie's mouth slowly almost reluctantly. “Very nice, stay there. Keep your eyes closed and say nothing.” Judy was gone.

Maddie stood waiting, aware of the heat in her belly and the wetness between her legs. She’d had more orgasms in the past hour than she’d had in the past three months! A contented sigh escaped her.

Judy was back and slipped a blindfold over Maddie's closed eyes. Leather cuffs were buckled onto Maddie's wrists and ankles. Judy whispered into Maddie’s ear, “I’m going to give you the ride of your life, Maddie. Don’t worry, you’ll be safe. Now don’t say a word. You must be silent, you speak and you leave. Nod if you understand.”

Maddie nodded. She was exquisitely aware of her wrists and ankles. She had never been cuffed before. They felt heavy and tight even though she knew they were not. She felt sexy, desirable. She licked her lips. Her breath caught as she felt her bra unbuckled and pulled off, freeing her generous breasts, nipples hard and erect. The zipper on her skirt sounded very loud as Judy slowly pulled it down and then pushed the skirt over Maddie's hips and ass.

“Left foot up,” Judy instructed as Maddie's skirt pooled at her feet. “Good, now right.”

“Ah, lovely,” Judy’s hands laid claim to Maddie's body, legs, hips, belly, breasts. Maddie gasped as sharp nails closed on her nipples. Instantly, Judy’s mouth closed on Maddie’s, sucking the breath from her. Judy’s knees forced Maddie's legs apart as she pinched her nipples and drew her in tighter.

Maddie felt her passion rise, the heat pounding through the pain in her nipples and the slickness between her legs. Her knees started to buckle. Judy caught her, steadying her.

“Come along now, Maddie.” Judy walked behind her, hands on her shoulders guiding, steadying. Maddie was turned around and pushed down on a bed. The mattress was soft and welcoming. Maddie’s hands were lifted above her head and the cuffs attached to chains. Judy’s not so gentle caresses were magnified even more by the darkness of the blindfold. Maddie felt Judy’s naked body on top of her. Small breasts like soft pillows cradled her face. Maddie turned her head to take a nipple into her mouth. She sucked and teased the tip until it was hard and tight. Delighting in having an effect, she bit gently. Judy gasped.

“Very clever mouth, girl. Let’s see if you really know what to do with it.”

Judy straddled Maddie's face and positioned her clit over Maddie’s open mouth. In all honesty, Maddie wasn’t at all sure what to do, especially as she couldn’t see or use her hands. So she explored with her tongue. She found the wet cleft between the sweet folds and tried to force her tongue in as far as she could. Judy shifted away; this was obviously not working. Maddie explored further. She found the hard little nub at the top of the folds. Ah this was better. Judy groaned and swayed as Maddie sucked and teased it with her teeth. She was getting braver. Lifting her head up as far as she could, Maddie tried to engulf Judy’s clit in her mouth. She licked and sucked as Judy shuddered with pleasure.

Judy pulled back and Maddie tried to follow but was restrained by the cuffs; her face wet with Judy’s juices. She fell back on the pillows with a sigh. Hands on her thighs opened her to invasion. Her ankles were clipped to more chains at the foot of the bed immobilizing her. Maddie squirmed against her bindings as Judy’s tongue licked up one side of her cunt and down the other almost tickling her. Then Judy’s teeth closed on her clit. Maddie cried out and arched her back, her legs tensed and her belly contracted. The pain was exquisite. She tried to move away she tried to kick, but of course she couldn’t move, she couldn’t see. Her world reduced to the pain and the pleasure at her core. She crested again crying out with the climax.

“Be silent, slave, or I will gag you.” In a flash Judy’s mouth was on hers again, their juices mingling between their lips. Maddie accepted Judy’s tongue as eagerly as she had accepted her pussy, aching when it was removed.

Maddie felt her ankles released and a cold plastic bulge positioned between her thighs. Her legs closed around it.

“Hold tight Maddie.”

Quickly, deftly, Maddie's legs were lashed together with heavy nylon rope. Another orgasm was starting to climb simply by being bound in such a fashion. Then the vibrator was turned on.

Maddie screamed and arched her back. The ecstasy that forked through her overwhelmed her. She crested again as Judy modulated the speed of the vibrator. At one point Judy turned it down a bit. Maddie gasped in relief.

Clothespins were clipped onto her nipples.

Another scream, and the vibrator was turned higher again. Maddie cried, she begged, she thrashed, she came over and over again. Judy kept at her until she had counted fifteen orgasms. Maddie was drenched in sweat, shaking, spent. Gently Judy unbound her legs, removed the clothespins and vibrator. A warm soft cloth soothed Maddie swollen, punished clit. Gentle pats with the cloth were replaced with light kisses. Her shoulders ached when her arms were released. The room blossomed into brightness as the blindfold came off. Maddie shook like a leaf with the aftershocks of her orgasms. Judy held her, caressing her gently, whispering endearments as Maddie slowly calmed and quieted.

“Are you ok? You may answer now.” Judy said.

“Oh yes, I’m fabulous.” Maddie was surprised to find that this was true. She felt free, totally alive, sexy and wanted. Oh God, if only Ian could make her feel like this all the discontent in her life would vanish. If only Ian would pay this sort of attention to her. If he would only set on fire the way Judy had.

“Good. Then you had better hit the shower if I’m to get you back in time for your children.”

After her shower, she collected her clothes and her thoughts. Tonight she would go home, help her children with their homework, and make dinner for her family. She would ask after Ian’s day and when he asked what she had done, she would simply say “Oh, I had lunch with Judy.”

Judy drove her back to the restaurant. She held Maddie's face as she kissed her goodbye. Maddie abandoned herself in the kiss, submitting one more time to the soft urgency of Judy’s lips. “Go home to your children now. You were very good, Maddie, quite delicious. It’s been too long.” With that, Judy was gone.

As Maddie drove home, she decided she could never have lunch with Judy again. She could easily lose herself in this and great sex was not enough to destroy her marriage and her family. Even though she didn’t feel that this was technically adultery, she also knew that she was splitting hairs. She would not betray Ian. She would not do this again. She would suppress those desires and feelings Judy had awoken as firmly as she could. Bury them deeply and never let them out. But she would remember this afternoon for the rest of her life. She wiped away her tears as she parked her car and went back to her life.