Jane Bond

When dawn came it found Jane nestled in “M” ‘s arms. The price of her freedom was paid yet her revenge if that was what she still desired could take no form until she again stood before Kawana her freedom granted.

Jane woke as the first rays of sunlight touched her eyes and sighed softly. Her body was still sore from M's claiming of her the night before and she was too tired to think of revenge. She heard the knock before the door to the room opened despite the fact that M had locked it the night before and knew it must be the gaurd, all of whom had skeleton keys to the doors in the compound.

“Miss Jane it is morning.”

Jane nodded gently and pressed a finger to her lips. Quielty she untangled herself from M, being careful not to disturb his sleep. Picking her robe up from the floor she pulled it on and slipped out into the hallway, drawing the door closed behind her and not bothering to re-lock it.

"Thank you for helping me last night," she said softly to the gaurd before she disappeared into the playroom once more. It was early still and so she sank to her knees before Kawana's throne to await his prescence.
 
"Thank you for helping me last night," she said softly to the guard before she disappeared into the playroom once more. It was early still and so she sank to her knees before Kawana's throne to await his presence.

It was only a few minutes before Kawana arrived. His eyes lovingly beheld Jane as she knelt before his throne. He did not say a word but just watched her from the door, her back towards him. His mind went back over the time that they had been together, her firry spirit, how she had fought him every step of her long journey into her dark submission to him, that in the end had blossomed into love. There
was sadness in his heart as he quietly walked towards the kneeling beauty. As Jane began to turn at his approach he simply said.

“No Miss Bond remain as you are.”

Kawana’s hand gently brushed Jane’s hair to the side, a soft click, and Jane’s golden slave collar slipped from her swanlike neck to tumble to the floor where she knelt.

“The price is paid Jane you are free.”

There was a prolonged silence as The African stood there and Jane remained kneeling.

“I have told “M” to be here at noon. Take that time and rest Jane.”

His hands on Jane’s shoulder’s he drew her to her feet turned her in his arms and kissed her one last time.
 
“The price is paid Jane you are free.”

His words echoed through Jane's mind as she stared down at the collar that had falled to the floor. Reaching out she touched the golden band and gently lifted it from the floor, her fingers curled around the metal still warm from her flesh. Her head felt as if it was floating above her shoulders now without that constant light weight at her throat.

His hands on Jane’s shoulder’s he drew her to her feet turned her in his arms and kissed her one last time.

There were tears in her eyes as he lifted her to her feet and her lips met his with infinite sweetness and all the love she had in her heart for him. She ached to feel him inside her one last time and whispered softly in his ear. "Kawana, I need you once more, please. Just one time between two people freely choosing each other, not as Master and slave."
 
"Kawana, I need you once more, please. Just one time between two people freely choosing each other, not as Master and slave."

A single tear glistened against the African’s ebony cheek. He swept Jane in to his arms and carried her to his bed. Kawana did not take Jane nor demand from her more than she could give. There was a tenderness in Kawana’s love that Jane had never seen before, and their was the dark passion that bound her to him as well. Morning drew into afternoon. The two lovers spent resting in each other’s arms. Kawana stirred his eyes looked down at Jane and he kissed her eyelids as they fluttered as she woke. They both knew it was time for her to face “M”, time for Jane to go.

Kawana granted Jane one last gift.

“The little redhead is someone you know.”

It was a statement rather than a question.

“I give her to you, she would only remind me of you Jane and she would suffer for no reason, and her screams could never please as yours do.”

Kawana did not kiss Jane but simply held her a moment longer. Slowly he freed her from his embrace.

“Go wash and dress, when you are ready come to the Library I will be there with “M” when you are ready.”

The African paused holding the memory of Jane in his heart.

“Miss Bond you no longer have a place here in the “Playroom”

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Kawana and “M” where waiting for Jane when she entered the Libaray.
 
“Miss Bond you no longer have a place here in the “Playroom”

Jane's heart swelled in her chest and shined from her eyes as she looked on Kawana. She couldn't find words to tell him what was in her heart, her love for him, or the gratitude she felt in his giving her Kathleen to her. She let it all shine from her gaze and when his arms released their hold around her she slipped quietly from them without bothering to hide the tears that slipped down her cheeks.

She moved silently through the compound that she knew so well and back to her room. Seeing Kathleen huddled in the bed she nodded to her, "Dress darling. I'll be leaving soon and Kawana has made you a parting gift to me so you'll be leaving as well. Once we're on our way you'll be free."

With that she went to the bathroom and cleaned herself up. She couldn't bear the thought of putting on the clothes of her life before and so she chose her corset and the long skirt she always wore with it. Her hair she left streaming down her back and she didn't bother with make-up. Knowing she would be leaving soon she added a pair of black strappy sandles to complete the outfit.

***

She stood outside the library with her heart hammering in her chest. She could hear the men inside and it was only after she drew a deep breath that she pushed the door open and stepped inside. The urge to sink to her knees before Kawana was strong and she knew he alone would see that small hesitation as she sank instead into one of the comfortable leather chairs beside him.

"Good afternoon Gentlemen."
 
The urge to sink to her knees before Kawana was strong and she knew he alone would see that small hesitation as she sank instead into one of the comfortable leather chairs beside him.

"Good afternoon Gentlemen."


“M” was confused for a moment, as Jane took a seat instead of kneeling at the African’s feet. Yet he knew Kawana could grant if it pleased him outrageous privileges to his slave that had pleased him.

”As I was say Kawana I will pay you 3,000,000 pounds for Miss Bond.

Jane saw Kawana appear to seriously contemplate “M” ‘s offer the sum was indeed tempting. He wore that unreadable mask of his that could so madden Jane. Slowly he returned his gaze to “M”.

“ A truly tempting offer “M” and I would be a fool to refuse to sell any Slave no matter how mush she pleased me foe such a some.”

“M” ‘s eyes lighted with triumph as he saw in his mind’s eye Jane severing him till he tiered of her, perhaps then a brothel for her and the life of a common whore, a fitting end for Miss Jane Bond.

“But I fear that is out of the question ”M””


For the first time “M” noticed that Jane was not wearing her slave collar. And the blood drained from his face.
 
”As I was say Kawana I will pay you 3,000,000 pounds for Miss Bond.

Jane started at the price that M quoted to Kawana and shudder ran down her spine. When she looked at him she still felt the urge to reach out and choke the life from his body but it wasn't with that all consuming rage that had filled her before. Eyeing him boldly she couldn't help but smirk slightly at Kawana's reply...

“ A truly tempting offer “M” and I would be a fool to refuse to sell any Slave no matter how mush she pleased me foe such a some.” “But I fear that is out of the question ”M”

The look on M's face as the color drained from it only served to deepen the glitter of satisfaction in Jane's eyes. Trapping his gaze with her dark grey eyes she spoke softly but with that edge of steel that showed the core of strength in her soul. Reaching up she lightly fingered her bare throat as she spoke, "As you can see I am no longer Kawana's slave M. I have you to thank for that, giving myself to you willingly and without reservation was the price Kawana set for my freedom. Thank you for making it so very pleasant an experience."
 
As you can see I am no longer Kawana's slave M. I have you to thank for that, giving myself to you willingly and without reservation was the price Kawana set for my freedom. Thank you for making it so very pleasant an experience."

The fury that raged in “M” as his eyes grew cold with his hatred for Jane his visions of her bent to his will fading from his mind’s eye, his fists knotted, and knuckles white. It was several moments before he could speak.

Then I shall take my leave Kawana if we can not do business.

“No”

Was Kawana’s simple reply.

“Only the first day of the auction has been completed and you are the auctioneer I fear you must stay till it is over in two days time.”

The African had given Jane and Kathleen a two day head start A slim margin given the resources at “M” disposal. Yet there was nothing that “M” could do but accept or risk Kawana wrath.

“Very well Kawana.”

The African always enjoyed seeing dark passions let free and he turned to Jane.

“Is there anything else Jane?”

Pausing his eyes smiled into Jane’s.

“If not you are free to go my jet will take you where ever you desire.”

He had made no mention of Kathleen for she was Jane’s slave and it was not his place to do so.
 
Jane savored watching the anger grow in M's gaze. Two days, she had two days. More than enough time to do what needed doing.

“Is there anything else Jane?”“If not you are free to go my jet will take you where ever you desire.”

"No Kawana, I think that concludes everything. Thank you for the offer of your jet, it will make getting to my new home much easier than having to try and hire a car on my good looks alone. " She grinned playfully to Kawana and utterly ignored M's presences. He was unimportant at this point.

Rising gently she leaned over Kawana and pressed a tender kiss to his cheek before sweeping regally from the room. They'd said their goodbyes earlier and so Jane went back to what had been her room and was annoyed to find that Kathleen hadn't dressed. Glaring at the girl she hissed, "Dress, now unless you want to remain here."

Disappearing into the bathroom Jane turned to the mirror as she felt her head gently until she found the chip. She hissed in pain as she managed to remove it from under her skin and quickly crushed it under her heel killing the signal it was sending. Boris would know she was leaving now and would meet her in two days.

When she returned to the room she found Kathleen dressed and motioned for her to follow. Sweeping from the compound she was surprised to find the old Berundi who had first brought her here holding a large envelope for her. "From the Master, Miss Jane. Your identification papers and a few other things he was sure you would need. He asked that you wait and open it later."

Smiling warmly Jane nodded. Even as she left Kawana seemed to have to give her one last order. Kissing the old man's cheek gently she smiled. "Please give Kawana my thanks I am sure that whatever he put in the envelope would either come in hand or be a pleasant reminder of her time in the compound. She almost hoped her clamps were in there.

Climbing into the car that was out front for them Jane finally relaxed. She was free and for two days M was trapped in the compound by his own position as the auctioneer.
 
Besides the envelope that she had been given a jewelers box sat on the limousine’s seat a note taped to it .

“Miss Bond one more little present, open it when you open the envelop Kawana

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The soft whisper of the Leer jet’s engines where the only sound. Kathleen was curled up asleep in her seat. When Jane opened the jeweler’s box her golden slave collar lay on the dark midnight blue velvet.

Jane,

To the only woman to enslave my heart. Please accept this as a token of my love.

Kawana.



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For a week Boris had lived in hell, fearing the African would not keep his word or that Jane would when faced with “M” could not pay the price demanded of her. At last when he saw the signal from the transmitter green light blink out he immediately went to Jane’s flat. He could not wait for the two days or to bear thinking of her coming home to a dark cold flat.

He was sleeping in on the sofa when he heard the soft click of the lock.
 
Jane smiled at the note as well as at the sight of the collar nestled in the box, her finger stroked the gold lovingly and she knew she would keep it always.

Listening to the jets engines humm she turned in her seat and drew open the envelope. Into her lap fell all of her id papers which made her smile it would have been a hassle to have to apply for new ones once she was home. And her clamps fell into her lap as well, those she twined gently and placed in the jewelers box with her collar. What startled her though was the bank card that fell into lap with a note attached to it that simply contained an account number and a PIN number as well.

It puzzled Jane but she knew the bank and would visit it when she got home. Apparently Kawana wanted to make sure she was taken care of even when not in his care and that thought made her smile almost as much as the sight of the collar had. Sorting everything she placed it all back into the envelope and let the sound of the jet's engines lull her to sleep.

***

It didn't take long for the lear to have them in London once more and before they deplaned Jane had removed Kathleen's collar and given her a warning not to go back to MI6 for at least a week. Hailing a cab outside the airport Jane was relieved to see her flat once more because she was freezing! She hadn't thought to change her clothes before leaving the compound and her corset and skirt were not cutting it on a dreary London day.

Pulling the spare key from it's hiding place Jane entered her flat and began flipping on lights. She knew Boris had had someone ransack the place before she had been taken by M and was gratified to see that someone at least had cleaned up the place and that what hadn't been stolen was back on the shelves.

It felt like another world to her and she smiled as she slipped to her bedroom without stopping in the living room. Collapsing into the bed she relished being among her own things again and didn't even realize there was someone else in the flat with her.
 
That sixth sense that had served Boris so well for so many years kicked in once again. He felt rather that knew some one was in the flat. Slowly he drew the 9mm. he checked the hall the kitchen, and then slowly he cracked the door to Jane’s bedroom. He was startled as he saw that soft graceful figure laying there curled in her own bed home at last. God how he wanted to go to her sweep Jane into his arms but she look so tired so warn. In the end he simply curled up beside her his arms encircling the only woman he could love.

There would be time in the Morning time for Jane to tell him what she wished and if the price she had paid was worth it.,
 
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Jane felt Boris arms wrapped around her and purred softly as she curled closer against him. Even in her sleep she recognized him and savored the feel of his arms holding her close. That night she slept deep and dreamlessly.

***

Waking in the morning she turned in Boris arms and lightly placed a kiss to the end of his nose. "I thought you were a dream. You weren't supposed to be here for two days."
 
Waking in the morning she turned in Boris arms and lightly placed a kiss to the end of his nose. "I thought you were a dream. You weren't supposed to be here for two days."

He laughed his eyes shining as Jane kissed his nose.

“When your transmitter fade I could help myself I did not want you coming home to a cold flat”

Boris held Jane as he reveled in the closeness of her body to his, the way her eyes sparkled, her fragrance that was so intoxicating. He just held her to make sure this was real and not a dream.

“You must be famished, eggs and bacon ok?”

With a quick kiss to tease Jane he quickly got up and went to the kitchen so Jane could shower. He had not asked about her encounter with ”M” or if it was worth the price she had to pay for her freedom the mere fact that Jane was here said she had paid it. It was not because he feared what his love would say but rather that she would tell him what she wanted when it felt right to her. As for Kawana he knew that apart of Jane loved him and always would, she had told him that, and he knew that he could live with the African’s shadow for in the end Jane had chosen him.

The table was set when Jane came out drying her hair.
 
The table was set when Jane came out drying her hair.

As she came out wrapped in a terry cloth robe and the towel still in her hand to dry her long hair her face split into a grin at the sight of the table and her stomach gave a large growl.

"Could I ask for anything better than to wake up in your arms and than have you fix breakfast for me?" Laughing gently she settled in at the table and began eating. "God I've missed your cooking!" she managed between bites.

She ate quietly, more so that she wouldn't have to stop eating than from any need to remain quiet, and the whole time her eyes sparkled warmly at Boris. When she was finished she leaned across her table and kissed him softly on the lips.

"Thank you for changing the plan love, I don't think you could have given me anything better than to be here when I woke up this morning."
 
“Jane if you don’t mind I have a little surprise for you or rather I should say Yuri does.”

Boris returned Jane’s kiss and almost forgot what he was going to say suddenly other thoughts filled his mind. His lips clung to Jane’s as he broke their kiss.

“He said he would bring it over if it was all right with you. He did seem rather excited.”

Yuri as much as Boris had had much to do with keeping either Jane or Boris safe through the past months, Boris knew well what Yuri’s surprise was and he desperately tried to maintain a look of innocent as Jane tilted her head in disbelief.

“But it would take him half a day to come in from his farm in the country.”

A devilish smile played at the corners of Boris’s lips.

“Any ideas how we could spend the time Jane?”
 
“Any ideas how we could spend the time Jane?”

Jane laughed softly at the devilish smile on Boris lips and pushed away from the table. "Call and tell Yuri to come on over and that if he doesn't find us in the living room to just wait and we'll appear shortly."

Her grey eyes sparkled as she waited for him to make the call and then she took his head and led him back to her bedroom. Sliding the robe from her shoulders she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed a soft lingering kiss to his lips.

"I think we should stay right here till he gets here."
 
Boris called Yuri and let him know that Jane would love to see his surprise.
When he hung up the phone there was an impish smile in Jane’s eyes and the wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed a soft lingering kiss to his lips.

"I think we should stay right here till he gets here."

If Jane had expected to she doubt or a shadow in Boris’s dark Hazel eyes she was disappointed for all that was there was his conditional love for Jane. Boris had learned in the dark shadowed world of espionage that some things are better left in the past and one of those things was Jane’s love for Kawana nor as he looked at her did he feel jealous of it. If she asked he could not tell her why all he knew was that he loved her and not some memory, and part of what made her his Jane was that other love. He took Jane into his arms and let all the cares of the world slip away in her loving embrace.

Late that afternoon the bell to Jane’s flat wrung waking the two lovers, Boris kissed the tip of Jane’s nose .

“Get up you little vixen Yuri is hear.”

Boris threw on his pants and went to the door. He held up his finger for silence an issued Yuri and his surprise into the living room of Jane’s flat. When Jane had dressed the first thing she saw when she entered the living room was Anne.
 
“Get up you little vixen Yuri is hear.”

Anne laughed and got out of the bed as Boris went to answer the door. Pulling on her robe she saw no reason to fully dress, Yuri had seen her in less after all. Making her way into the living room she couldn't help the delighted squeal that filled her throat at the sight of Anne.

Without a thought she raced forward and almost literally pounced her friend and wrapped her into a tight hug while pressing small kisses all over Anne's face. When the girls finally seperated Jane turned on the men watching and planted a large kiss on both of them.

"Aren't you two the most darling things!"

Plopping down on the cound she pulled Anne close in another hug and stroked the other girls hair while waving for Boris and Yuri to sit before demanding, "Explain??? How did you get Anne???"
 
Boris and Yuri just smiled as the two girl’s fell in to each other’s arms.

"Aren't you two the most darling things!"

Jane’s voice was light and happier than Boris could ever remember. The two of them just kept grinning like Cheesier Cats as they took their seats.

"Explain??? How did you get Anne???"

Yuri was the one to answer Jane’s question once she stopped to draw a breath.

“It was an auction, my bid was the one Kawana excepted.”

Anne had a mischievous grin on her face.

” Kawana did say he would find me a Master more to my liking.”

Anne lowered her eyes demurely after stealing a glance at Yuri. Then whispered in Jane’s ear.

And he did Jane.
 
And he did Jane.

Jane smiled down at her friend and kissed the end of her nose before giving her a gentle nudge, "Than over to your Master my sweet. I am glad to know you're happy I couldn't think of a better person to have bought you." Jane glanced up happily at Yuri and threatened playfull, "Treat her like the gem she is Yuri or you'll answer to me."

Watching Anne move to her Master's feet she could easily how happy the two were with each other and she shifter herself to curl into Boris lap, her head resting on his shoulder while her arms wrapped around his neck.

"Am I correct in hoping the information has been sent to MI6?"

At Boris nod she grinned and kissed him softly. "Good than tomorrow I'll call a realtor and we can start finding a place where all of us can be happy with no more threats or nightmares hanging over our heads."
 
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