Jan: Black Box Bondage Part 5 of 12

“I’ll be back in a moment, and then we can all have some more fun.” Athena said as she left the room, but she returned moments later carrying a large black bag which she put between the three tormented captives. “Katherine, I think that I will have to deal with you first as you are the strongest of the three, and are the one most likely to give me trouble as I change your bonds. Be warned that you will fail, and your sister and mother will be the ones to suffer if you make any attempt at escape.”

The scissors and black duct tape were picked up by the intruder who rolled Katherine onto her front before cutting the tape away from her hands, but which left her arms securely bound. “Put your hands into a ball, and no tricks.” Athena said. This was quickly done by the helpless lady, and the captor made short work of wrapping the tape around each hand so that they looked like little black balls. A short length of rope was pulled out of the bag, a snare knot was placed at each end, and the loops were placed around the captive’s wrists before they were tightened.

“That should prevent you from being able to fight against me as I remove the rest of the tape from your arms and chest.” The woman said as she set to work with the scissors, first removing the tape around the chest before cutting away the material around the helpless lady’s forearms. As this went on, Katherine just lay there on the floor, too scared to even try to free herself because of the threat of retribution, and she knew that the rope around her wrists would seriously hamper her movements.

Once the tape had been removed, the intruder took hold of the captive’s top, pulling it up over her head and down her arms to her wrists. “I could have just cut it off, but it would be a waste of good material.” Athena said as she removed several coils of rope from the bag before pulling Katherine’s arms together so that they almost touched. One of the lengths was taken around the helpless lady’s arms, just below the elbow, and the cord was tightened harshly and cinched before it was securely tied off. The snare tie rope was removed from Katherine’s wrists, her top was pulled off over her taped hands, and a second coil was used to tightly bind and cinch her wrists together.

“The rest of this should be easy now.” Athena said, and the helpless woman yelped as her tracksuit bottoms were roughly pulled down to her ankles before a third coil was strictly tied around her legs, just below her knees, with the bonds cinched like the other ties. The tape around the captive’s ankles was cut, the tracksuit bottoms were removed and the helpless lady was left wearing just bra and panties.

“I think that it will be easier for me if you are sitting up now.” There was another yelp from the captive as her body was tuned around, and three lengths of rope were used to bind her legs at the ankles, above the knees and at the mid-thighs. After this had been completed, the helpless Katherine was forced into a kneeling position, and a final piece of cord bound her wrists to her ankles which locked the bound woman in a kneeling hogtie.

“You look so sexy like this, and I’m afraid that I cannot help myself.” The poor lady shivered as her captor knelt behind her, and she had to stifle a scream as gloved hands suddenly and harshly groped her defenceless breasts. As the fingers dug into her mounds, the helpless woman struggled and protested through her gag, but this had no effect on her tormenter.

“I notice that this is humiliating you, which is the whole idea.” The woman said as the groping of her captive continued. “However, even though this is very enjoyable for me, I must re-bind your sister and mother.” The bag, tape and scissors were picked up and carried over to Angela by Athena, and the first act of the intruder was to cut away the tape that bound the woman’s arms to her body. This was followed by the removal of the material that bound the captive’s elbows together, and the lady protested as the unbuttoned dress was pulled back and down her arms so that it gathered at her wrists which were still bound.

Seven coils of cord were removed from the bag, and the first was tightly looped around Angela’s upper forearms which forced her elbows to nearly touch. The remainder of the tape was cut away from her wrists and hands, the bound lady was ordered to put her hands in the shape of a ball, and her hands were firmly wrapped up in the black duct tape which would prevent her from using her fingers to escape. The dress was pulled off the captive, and the second coil harshly bound and cinched her wrists together. The boots and stockings were removed, and four lengths of cord tied her legs together at her ankles, below and above her knees, and at the mid thighs before she was made to kneel and a last piece of rope was used to bind her wrists to her ankles, leaving her hogtied.

A whimper escaped the lady as her breasts were subjected a severe groping by the intruder, and it seemed that this indignity would continue for ages, but the black-clad woman picked up the bag and took it over to the helplessly cuffed Jan. I might as well roll my hands up into fists straight away, and there is no point in trying to resist you. The roll of tape was quickly used to cover the helpless woman’s hands up in tape, so that she would be as helpless as the others. The mother managed to keep silent as her t-shirt was taken over her head and down her arms, but she was unable to stifle her cry as her elbows were brought together and they were bound so that they almost touched.

This is a torture in itself, and I don’t know how long that I will be able to stand having my arms placed in this position. The cuffs that held her hands together were unlocked, the t-shirt was removed, and she could feel the rope digging harshly into her skin of her wrists as the coils were tightly wrapped, cinched and knotted off. It’ll be time for you to remove my jeans and sandals now, I expect. The mother watched as the button at the waist of her jeans was undone, and the item of clothing was unceremoniously pulled down to her ankles before a coil of rope was used to bind her legs together just below her knees. The ankle cuffs were unlocked, and her jeans were pulled away from her so that she was only wearing bra and panties. Her legs were bound together just above the knees, at her ankles and at her mid-thigh, before she was made to kneel like her daughters and one last length of rope placed her into the same kind of hogtie that the other two had to endure.

This is a double torture on its own, as the torment with us kneeling like this is in addition to the pain in our elbows. What are you-, oh please, not in front of my daughters! It was Jan’s turn to endure the embarrassment of the intruder, who showed that she could do anything to the captive by the simple act of fondling her breasts.

“I could touch any part of you in front of your two daughters, so be thankful that I am only doing this.” Athena whispered into Jan’s ear as the humiliation of the mother continued. After a few minutes, the criminal stood up and said “I think that your gags need changing. Tape and solid ball gags can be very nice but they do impede a nice scream, so I think that a different kind of gag should be used. If anyone offers any resistance to this, I will make the other two pay dearly. It’s mummy’s turn first.”

The woman reached into the bag and brought out three harness gags, which had a large red, hollow plastic ball with holes in, and went behind Jan before unbuckling the gag that she presently had to endure. The captive opened her mouth as wide as possible so that the ball could be forced in, and the main straps were brought around the side of her head to the back of her neck where they where buckled to their fullest extent. The small strap was taken below her jaw and tightened off, forcing her lower teeth against the ball, and the lone strap with the Y connection was taken over her head and buckled at the back of her neck to the two main straps, so that the ball was forced against her upper teeth.

The helpless woman watched as Katherine’s tape gag was removed, and the ball was forced between her lips before the leather straps were buckled tight. This is also like a torture in itself, and the pressure on our jaws is going to make it very uncomfortable before long. This is all just the prelude to something else, however, so I’d better make the most of this interlude. It was Angela’s turn to have her gag changed, and the poor lady trembled and whimpered throughout it, giving a loud whine as the final strap was buckled down tight.

Each of the captives was turned ninety degrees to the left so that they no longer faced the centre, but their right side was shown to the other two ladies. “The way that you three are positioned has just given me the most wonderful idea, as those soles of yours are completely vulnerable.” The woman said as she knelt behind Jan “I think I shall start with you again, Mummy.”

You can’t mean to do this again to us, surely. I would have thought that you would be fed up with it. “MMGGMGMGMG!” Jan shrieked through her gag as her captor’s fingers slowly drew a line of torment over the exposed soles of her helpless feet, and although she struggled, it proved to be useless as her own body held her lower legs in place.

The tickling continued for several minutes, and there were times that Jan was literally breathless when the torment became a ferocious onslaught and it seemed as if her entire area of her soles were being tickled at once. After five minutes had passed, the intruder knelt down behind Katherine, and Jan had to watch as her daughter was subjected to the same torture that had been practised on her just a few minutes ago. When the second captive’s five minutes ended, it was Angela’s turn to have major tickle torment inflicted on her, and she screamed even louder than the other two, as she was mentally unprepared for the suffering that she had to endure.

This continued for some time, which each lady having to either suffer or watch as one of the others was made to suffer, but eventually Athena walked up to the bag. “I think that my captives seem to be having too much fun, so I will have to do something about that. Perhaps this new item will sort that out.”

Jan looked on as the item was taken out of the bag, and the woman shuddered in fear as she recognised the object. It’s a wooden hairbrush with metal pins! That’s really going to hurt when you use it on us. The mother in bondage shook her head wildly and begged with her captor, but the intruder still knelt behind her. This is going to be bad.

“AMMMMMGGG!” Jan screamed as the hairbrush whacked against the soles of her feet which caused the metal pins to bite deep into her sensitive flesh, and she shrieked eleven more times as her feet were struck for a total of twelve times.

“There’s nothing like a good bastinado for clearing the lungs and making women in bondage scream.” Athena said as she knelt down behind Katherine “It’s your turn, Little Miss Sporty.”

There was a loud scream form the lady as she felt the pain radiate through her feet as the hairbrush fulfilled its purpose of torture. “Your cries sound so sweet, my helpless whore. I love to make you sing like this.” Blow after blow landed on the soles of the helpless woman and it seemed as if the torment would never end, but the intruder stood up after twelve.

Angela was looking terrified as the sadistic captor walked over to her, and it almost looked as if the girl was going to faint, but she screamed just as loudly as the other two as her feet were pummelled by the hairbrush that had been turned into an instrument of torture.

Jan whimpered as the twelve strikes on her daughter’s feet were finished, and she struggled helplessly as the woman knelt down behind her. However, instead of screaming in pain as her feet were beaten, the mother cried out with laughter as she was mercilessly tickled.

This went on for some time, with one cycle of torment having them tickled, and the other having them suffering as their feet were beaten with the hairbrush.

Eventually, Athena stood up and put the hairbrush on the side. “It might be time to do some special tortures that I have planned for Jan only.”

“I think that I had better take Mummy Dearest to her bedroom for some private torment, because I’m sure that she won’t want to see this happen in front of her daughters. But before I remove her hogtie rope and make her go upstairs, I’d better make sure that you younger ladies are occupied.” Angela whined through her gag as she was turned to face her sister, and Katherine was moved over so that both captives’ knees touched.

“I think that a little closeness for these ladies is in order while you are upstairs, Jan. It will also prevent them from making any attempt at an escape while I have fun with you.” Something chainlike was taken out of the bag and the scissors were picked up as the intruder walked back to the two captives who faced each other.

Angela screamed out as she felt the cold steel touch of the scissors on her skin, as the intruder opened them. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to cut off any part of your body, but it’s time for a little Liberation.” There was another cry from the girl as the scissors went around the right shoulder strap of her bra, and she shuddered as this part of the garment was cut. After a second snip severed the other shoulder strap, the captive begged and pleaded as the scissors went between the cups of her bra, but one final cutting action caused her breasts to become exposed.

The other sister shook her head and struggled as the shoulder straps of her bra were cut and she also begged as the humiliation of the final snip took place. The torment of the two girls had not ended, however, as Athena took an object and quickly fixed one end to Katherine’s right nipple, causing her to shriek through her gag. A moment later, there was another scream from the captive as the second clover clamp was pressed onto her left nipple, and she cried out a third time as the chain that connected the two clamps was harshly pulled by her tormentor.

“Lean forward, my helpless harlot, unless you want me to do this again.” The captive leaned forward as far as she could, and Angela screamed out even before a clamp from a second chain was crushed onto her left nipple. “You are to lean forward as well, unless you want to be hung from the ceiling by these clamps.” The whimpering Angela obeyed her captor’s demand and she also leaned forward. As she did so, the chain that connected her clamps was looped around Katherine’s chain, and the second clamp was attached to Angela’s right nipple which left both of the helpless ladies bound together by their nipples!

“That will prevent you two from even thinking about escaping.” Athena said as she removed Jan’s hogtie rope and got the mother to stand on her feet. “Any struggling will end up in causing great pain to both of you, and you will be unable to disengage the clamps and get into any kind of position that allows you to help free each other.”

As the mother was forced to slowly hop out of the room, she could see how any movement was already acting as a torture for her daughters.

“Now, Mummy Dearest, I have some interesting entertainment for you...”