Chrissy lay on the table for some time as she basked in the afterglow of her orgasm, and it was when the captive heard the office door close that she was roused enough to look up. You must have got dressed while I was still in a state of bliss, and you look better than ever in your blouse and skirt. Kendra walked over to the bag beside the table before pulling an item out and she strode over to the table where she leaned over the captive who was staring at the object. Is that some kind of gag? There are straps on either side, and there appears to be some kind of tube attached with an oval shaped small balloon with another balloon directly on the other side of the gag.
“This is to use with your ring-gag, Chrissy. I’ll just attach it for now, before you take the final test.” The helpless woman was surprised at how easy it was for the balloon to be inserted through her ring-gag, although she was puzzled about the hanging tube with the other inflatable part connected. Kendra took the two straps around to the back of the bound woman’s neck and buckled them together to the tightest notch so that the panel part of the gag pressed against the prisoner’s face.
That does seem to fill quite a bit of my mouth. I wonder what your final test will be? The ends of the ropes that bound Chrissy’s knees to the table were untied, and Kendra held tight onto the captive as she lifted with all of her strength, so that she could deposit the bound lady onto the floor in a kneeling position.
“I have just one more test to perform, and you have to do nothing at all.” Kendra said as she walked over to one of the other doors, opened it, and pulled out what appeared to be a blue four-wheeled low platform trolley with a long handle. before closing the door again. As the device was wheeled closer, Chrissy could see an eyelet on each of the four sides of the device which suggested that something was to be tied to the little cart. Are you going to put me on it for the final test? I don’t know why you would want to do that, but I can’t fight back anyway so I might as well see what you have in store for me.
Once the trolley was pulled up next to the bound nude, her Manager picked her up and deposited her so that she was facing the front with her knees between the two side eyelets. Her right knee rope was threaded through the eyelet on the right side of the cart before it was pulled, so that her right knee was forced to the right of the body where it was nearly on the edge of the cart. After the rope was tied off, the procedure was repeated on the left knee rope, with the result that the defenceless lady’s knees were wide apart in a display of extreme vulnerability.
I can’t even close my legs like this, which suggests that you must have something very intimate in store for me. The manager took another rope out of the bag and took one end around the waist of the helpless captive, tied a knot at the front of her waist before threading the rope between her legs. Kendra took the free end up and underneath the loop around the captive’s waist at the back, before threading it through the eyelet at the rear of the cart, and taking it around the cord that bound the lady’s wrists together. As the rope was pulled tight, Chrissy moaned with pleasure as the material rubbed against her lips of lust which were still very sensitive, and she felt her arms being pulled away from her body before the other end of the rope was tied to her wrists. It seems as though my arms are pointing at the rear of the cart, but what have you got planned for the front of the cart? Oh No!
While the prisoner was looking over her right shoulder at the back of the cart, Kendra was threading a short chain with a small latch eyelet hook on each end through the trolley front eyelet and the vulnerable woman yelped as one of the ends was attached to the clamp chain. The other end was pulled tight, which caused the lady to cry out again, before the second hook was also secured on the clamp chain so that the captive’s breasts were forced out of shape. You’ve chained my tits to the front of the trolley! I can’t even move on this thing without torturing myself!
“I have just one last adjustment to make, so if you just shake your head if you cannot breathe.” Kendra took hold of the bulb that was hanging from the end of the tube and started to squeeze on it, with the result that the latex balloon in Chrissy’s mouth started to inflate.
Oh shit, what are you doing now? As the balloon continued to inflate, the prisoner soon found it impossible to breathe through her mouth and the gag started to press against the soft palate at the back of her mouth. After another few pumps of the bulb, the palate was sealed and the powerless woman found that she was unable to breathe at all, which sent her into a state of panic as she shook her head. Kendra pressed a button on the bulb which caused the gag to deflate a little and Chrissy discovered that she could take measured and slow breaths through her nose.
“Try to scream out, Chrissy.” Kendra said and although the lady did her best to make a noise, she was only able to make a whimpering sound. “You can inhale or exhale slowly at the moment, but screaming requires a lot of air going through your vocal cords which you cannot do. Now, I shall double-check that it is working.” As Chrissy looked on in horror, her manager took hold of the eyelet chain before she pulled on it as hard as possible, causing agony to radiate through the breasts of the captive. This time, the bound woman screamed out as best she could, but the result was just a low whine as the gag did its job in controlling her breath.
“I have something special to add, which will help to keep you entertained for a little while.” A large vibrator was taken out of the bag by the manager, who pushed Chrissy’s crotch-rope to one side so that the device could be inserted into the captive’s tunnel of lust. The crotch-rope was put back into position so that the object could be held in place within the woman’s body, and a button was pressed on the bottom which activated the device.
Oh, that feels so good, that feels so very good, and I can add a little extra pleasure as well. It only took a moment for Chrissy to discover that she could pull on the crotch-rope with her hands, which caused the ropes to press against her intimacy as well as making the vibrator move a little in and out of her tunnel. While Kendra was cleaning up the office and putting the other items in the storage areas before picking up her handbag, Chrissy was already moaning and writhing on the cart.
“I see that you are enjoying yourself on the cart. Is it comfortable on there?”
At the moment, it is wonderful with this device buzzing away inside me. Chrissy looked up and nodded in response to the question, before she got back to tugging on the crotch-rope.
“That is good news.” Kendra said “I have two things to tell you, then. One, you have passed the test with flying colours and you are now my Personal Assistant. Two, this is precisely how you will be travelling between work and my home from now on.”
That is great news, I actually passed your test and now I will- Wait? WHAT THE FUCK? Chrissy looked at her manager in shock was the woman walked over to the office door which was opened before she returned to take hold of the trolley handle.
“There’s no need to be worried, Claudia did this for five years, and this is how her two predecessors travelled as well.” There was nothing Chrissy could do to prevent herself from being wheeled out of the room, and she was in a state of shock about what was happening.
“You are now my personal assistant.” Kendra said as she locked the door to her office. “Well, to be more precise, my very personal assistant.” The handle was gripped again and the trolley was wheeled along the corridor to the elevator which would take them down to the basement car park. “Okay, to be honest, you are my new bondage sex-slave.”
Kendra pressed the button to summon the elevator while Chrissy started to fight against her bonds, even though it became an act of self-torture as the clamps pulled against her breasts. “Oh, I think that you understand why I put that gag on you, as you would be screaming right about now. You won’t behave like that for long though, as in a few days you will be a wonderful submissive. If you don’t want to keep the position by Monday morning I will free you and you can find a job with another company, as I will not want an unwilling slave.”
I am not a submissive person, and you will not be able to turn me into a willing slave by Monday. Chrissy ceased her struggles as she heard what her manager had said, and she rested on the trolley as she was wheeled past the open doors of the elevator. there is no way that you can turn me into a submissive person by Monday either.
“Good, I didn’t want you to hurt yourself, as that would make me unhappy.” Kendra said as the elevator started to descend to the basement. “Did you ever wonder why Claudia accepted my punishment rather than leave the firm or protest?”
I recall that earlier, when you told me about it. Why did she do it? Chrissy nodded.
“When Claudia realised what she had done as a reaction to a severe betrayal in her past, she begged me to punish her and even have the two ladies punish her as well.”
Wait, she asked you to punish her? But she is dominant through and through?
“Under the shell which she put on to protect herself from the rest of the world, Claudia is a true submissive. The questionnaire that you filled in on Monday provides a major psychological profile which shows just how submissive or dominant a person truly is. Nelson Byrd, the man who married Claudia, checked your answers and told me not only how submissive you are but how to bring it to the surface. He also told me that you are in denial about your true nature as a defence mechanism.”
The elevator door to the basement opened and the helpless woman saw that there was only a single black van there, which she was being wheeled towards.
“You see, I cannot make you become submissive, just as a farmer cannot make a seed grow into a plant. What we can both do is give the optimum environment for growth and allow nature to take its course.” Once they were by the rear of the van, Kendra unlocked the doors, before opening them and pressing a button which caused a rear section of the van to descend. When it had reached the ground, Chrissy was pulled onto it and the button was pressed again which raised the captive into the van.
“You are a seed just waiting to grow, Chrissy, and you will bloom into a wonderful flower.” There were four slots in the back of the van and the wheels of the trolley fitted into them, while the prisoner was still trying to take in everything that her manager was saying.
“I know that you will try to resist me, and I don’t blame you for doing so. However, the simple truth is that you will be trying to fight your own true nature, and that battle has but one outcome in which your submissive side will win.” Kendra reached into her bag and took out a clothing accessory which Chrissy recognised in an instant, along with who had been wearing it up until last Saturday.
That’s Claudia’s choker! Are you going to make me wear it?
“When I told Claudia about you having shown yourself to be suitable, she was happy that I found a new companion to wear the special choker.” Chrissy was surprised by the fact that her only reaction was to blush as the choker was attached around her neck. “You will be seeing Claudia sometime on Sunday, as I am sure that you two will become very close friends. Even though she had a shell-like cover around her mind when I took her captive on a Friday evening, I had her eating out of my hand by Sunday evening like an adorable little lamb, once her true self was freed.”
Kendra reached under Chrissy’s body and pressed the vibrator for a second time, which increased the pleasure that the device provided to the captor who was wondering what was in store for her. “Claudia took under forty eight hours to discover who she truly was, so I think that your fake exterior will be gone in under twenty four. By then you will not want to leave this life.”
If that is true then you have already won, and I have been defeated. No, that’s not what you mean, as the truth would be that we both win, so am I fighting a battle on the wrong side?
“By the way, the clamps and vibrator provide a strong enough effect at the moment.” Kendra said as she got into the driver’s seat. “However, once we start moving, you will feel every little bump in the road that will go right through your body. The journey home will take half-an-hour, by which time you will be begging me to allow you to come.”
As the vehicle started up and pulled out of the basement, Chrissy experienced every little bump as it affected both the vibrator and her clamps and it took about five minutes before she started begging for help from her manager, only to realise that the gag prevented her from making any noise.
Please Mistress James, please stop the van and help me, I need to come so badly!