It was shortly after our first shoot together that I invited my curious friend Kytana who goes by Kyt, over for a more in depth introduction to bondage and the differences between it and S&M. I carefully explained that unlike S&M, bondage does not require the Bottom / Submissive or Pet(If you are a Mistress, and choose to call it that way)to suffer pain or humiliation at the hands of another. Unless they choose to, that is. Bondage is more of the restraining of the Bottom by the Top / Master / Mistress for the benefit of mutual pleasure and role-playing. Unlike S&M in Bondage the Bottom holds all the cards and can allow or deny the Top nothing or everything depending on the given circumstances. As I walked Kyt around my basement full of toys and bondage furniture, Kat stopped me and asked, "Roy, Can you make us a couple of drinks while I freshen up?" I directed her to the bathroom at the end of the room and went upstairs to get some drinks for us. I wondered to myself as I walked up stairs about the big hat she was wearing, but I don't tend to question models, their answers always seem to make my head hurt. While I was upstairs I heard the bathroom door open and then heard her setting her bag down and listened as she walked around my downstairs playroom. "Do you mind if I look around and play with a couple of the toys on the walls?" She asked. I told her to knock herself out as I heard buckles and straps moving around. I laughed as I heard the unmistakable sound of a whip striking tender flesh and a muffled yelp of pain. "You have some very interesting items down here, do you think you could show me how they work?" "Of course I don't mind at all, the drinks are taking a little longer than I thought I will be down in a few minutes," I said as I pulled out a chair and turned on the downstairs intercom to listen to what she was doing as I gave her some time to explore without having to worry about someone watching her. "Take your time I am fine down here, for now." She said. After a few minutes I heard more straps and buckles and a long zipping sound, and that puzzled me for a moment, I didn't have anything down there with zippers! I gave her a couple more minutes and as I was picking up the drinks and I started for the stairs I heard her give out a low moan and immediately wondered what I was missing out on! I calmly walked downstairs to find Kyt in a new version of the outfit I dressed her in for our photo shoot. She had chosen not to wear the stocking and let the garter straps hang down, the ends pointing to a beautiful pair of thigh high platform heels. I had a hard time getting my eyes to move up past the pink panties she was wearing, when I did, I immediately noticed that she had streaked her hair pink. "Kyt, you hate pink." was all that I could think to say to her as I picked my jaw up off the ground. "Yeah, I know, but it was the first thing I could think that you would make me do if I told you I wanted to be your Sub." She smiled as I once again picked my jaw up off the ground and looked around for a place to set the drinks down before I dropped them. She demurely walked over to the rack I had sitting in the center of the floor, and coyly running her fingernail across her pink painted lower lip asked "Master, will you show me how this works?" "You know that there are rules of Submission?" Nodding her head, she replied. "Yes Master, and I know you will instruct me properly." "Do you know what you are getting yourself into Kyt?" I asked her as I smiled my special smile and picking a lock off the wall, walked towards her. "Yes Master, I believe I do." She replied huskily. I continued to smile as I thought to myself, "No, you don't, my dear Kyt, but you soon will." This is part two of a three part piece, in part three Kytana will find out exactly what she has gotten herself into, but it will be to late to changer her mind.