Release

   Luckily for Janette, Alan came home earlier than usual. It had been only
45 minutes since Leia had confined herself.  Alan was puzzled that he
couldn’t smell anything cooking.  He called for Janette.

   “Master, please release me.”

   The faint call aroused Alan.  The Master went into the bedroom to determine
what was happening.  As he went into the dressing room, a beautiful sight
greeted him.  Leia was hanging in the bondage frame he had built.  She was
swaying slightly in the chains that held her.  Tears were on her cheeks. 
The Master walked around the captive and appreciated her handy work. 

   “Master, please let me down.”

   “The slave has not been given permission to speak.”

   Leia looked more beautiful than she had ever looked before.  The strain of
her position was obvious.  Her breasts were almost out of the the dress,
having been pulled up by having her arms raised so high.  He gently ran his
hands up and down her satin-clad arms, causing her to shiver visibly.  As
she shifted her position to take some weight of her feet, he noticed the
erotic shoes she had bought.  He was very impressed.  Out of curiosity, he
slowly ran his hand up her right leg, past the top of her stocking, up
to her lacey panty.  After surveying that area, he moved his hand higher
to the smooth fabric of her corset.  He thought about the discomfort she
had been enduring.  His touch had started Leia whimpering. 

   The Master decided to reward his slave for her thoughtfulness.  It was
common for him to devise little punishments for Leia to heighten her
sexual responses, but it looked like she had already done a good job of
that.  When he had explored her pussy, he had discovered a sufficient
amount of lubricant to indicate she was already highly aroused.  The
Master decided to devote the evening to giving Leia as much pleasure as
possible. 

   “How did this happen to my slave?”

   “Oh, Master, I was very horny and you have ignored me lately.  I wanted
to get you interested in me, so I devised a punishment for myself.  I hope
my Master approves.  Before you let me down, would you take some pictures?”

   “You have done very well.  Wait here while I get the camera.”
  
   The Master’s command was unfailingly carried out.  Of course it took
more time than it should to get the camera.  The flash attachment batteries
had to be carefully checked.  The existence of film had to be verified.
Light levels had to be monitored.  All the while, Leia’s discomfort grew,
but besides increasing the frequency of her moans, she said nothing.  Soon,
the camera was ready.  The Master had Leia slump in her chains, posed her
with her head hanging down as if she had passed out and had her look up
imploringly at the chains.  Leia enjoyed posing in bondage.

   As a final pose, the Master thought Leia needed to be more turned on,
to be in a more sexual mood than she currently was.  He went to the drawer
and retrieved a large dildo, her ankle cuffs and two more snap hooks.  Leia
looked dreamily at the new implements, but did nothing but sway in her bondage.
The Master placed a cuff on her left ankle.

   “Please, Master, Leia is very tired.  Please let me down.”