Petra Marsh: The Easter Abduction - Part 18

During the time that Petra roused from her post orgasmic rest, the twine that was used to immobilise her toes had been untied which allowed her to feet to move around and she looked on as Mistress Kendra removed a set of handcuffs from her helpless niece which were put back into the bag. “Now that the cuffs that locked my slave’s wrists to her ankles are gone, it is time for the prisoner to get on her feet, so that she can be prepared for the next part of the evening’s entertainment.” There was a fearful look on the kneeling slave’s face when she looked up at the woman who controlled her and it appeared to Petra as if this was something that she did not want to do.

Your aunt really seems to be putting you through something more than a little scary, but surely you are going to be helped onto your feet? As the sitting woman squirmed a little in the stocks, she was surprised to see the Mistress step away from the handcuffed woman, who was shaking her head as she pleaded through her gag. Mistress Kendra, your niece won’t be able to do this on her own, she’s going to fall over if she tries!

“Don’t be such a useless wimp about this, my slave, as you have managed to stand up from a kneeling position before. Should you refuse to follow my commands, I will be left with no choice but to provide a suitable act of encouragement to persuade you otherwise.” Mistress Kendra said as the tips of her fingers brushed over the handle of the paddle and the kneeling lady was almost transfixed in fear while she stared at her captor. “Are you going to get yourself off the ground, or am I going to have to change the colour of your bottom into a nice shade of red? It is up to you, but you are still going to end up obeying me before long.”

As Petra looked at the helpless lady, she could see that the niece was trembling as the cuffed woman looked down at her own folded legs and it appeared that the woman was concentrating on what she was about to do. There was a sudden movement from the kneeling lady, as she almost seemed to thrust herself into the air and it looked as if the helpless woman was managing to stand upright. This proved to be an illusion after a moment had passed, as there was a scream from the helpless niece as she started to topple to her right and the lady was able to somehow drop to the ground in a second, rather than fall all the way over onto her side.

You must have some fast relaxes, as I thought that you would have no choice but to hit the floor in a very bad way but even this must have been very uncomfortable for you.

However, one look at the stern face of the Mistress was all Petra needed to let her know that the captor was very displeased with the failure of the prisoner who was lying on the floor. “What is wrong with you tonight? We can both do this manoeuvre without any problem whatsoever and you somehow manage to make a mess of it. I remember just how you punished me for getting it wrong when I had to do this for the first time, so don’t expect me to be lenient in front of our new slave.” There was a squeal from the defenceless niece as she was rolled over until she was face down on the floor and the captive begged for mercy as she shook her head. All this proved to be futile as the Mistress took the paddle from her belt and there was a cry from the prisoner as the paddle was whacked across her unprotected posterior.

“You gave me six of the best when I failed and this is what you are going to get from me, which means that there are five more to go. Two” A second shriek escaped the lips of the captive as another blow impacted on her bottom and the lady squirmed on the carpet as her next four cries echoed the strikes that landed on her cheeks. “Now, I would suggest that you get yourself back on your knees and try again, unless you would prefer to have me deliver another half dozen whacks to that derriere of yours.” After the woman gave her lecture to the prisoner on the floor, she walked to one side of the room, which allowed Petra to get a view of the captive’s bottom and it was clear that her cheeks were redder than the rest of her body.

That was more than a little mean, just because your niece wasn’t able to stand up while in bondage, as I would have had no chance of being able to do that. The only thing that I would be able to do in that position is probably squirm about, so how on earth is she even going to get back on her knees?

As Petra looked on, the bound woman on the floor thrashed around for a few seconds before the wild movements of her body caused her to roll onto her right side. There was a short pause after which the niece brought her knees as close to her chest as possible and she moved her feet so that her heels almost pressed against the cheeks of her bottom with her toes in an en pointe position. Can you actually roll onto your knees? Using what flexibility remained in her arms which allowed her hands to  push against the floor, Diana started to rock her body from side to side which was needed for the act of getting back into the kneeling position. These movements were slow and small at first but they soon grew at each thrust of the captive’s hands, until one large push was enough to bring her to the angle at which she tipped onto her knees. Once this had happened she had to squirm her body for a second to keep her balance, so that it wouldn’t tip her over onto her left side which would mean that she would have to start all over again.

That position must be horrible on your ankle joints as your feet are already stretched out. It was impossible to ignore the pained look on the captive’s face which became more pronounced as she worked on bringing her right foot under her body and she had to lean a little to the left, which placed her at a precarious angle that made her look as if she was going to fall over. Diana did manage to move her foot so that they were resting on her toes and she tipped herself just enough over onto her right side, in order that the helpless woman could move her left foot around to underneath her leg.

“See how easily you can do that, my slave. When you stand upright, remember to take your time about it as that is the only safe way.” Kendra turned to look at Petra “My niece decided to try and stand up the quickest way which normally results in failure and that is why she had to be punished. Because you are new to all of this, the punishment that I inflicted on Diana was quite lenient and I held back during the blows so that you wouldn’t be upset.”

I’m just glad that you aren’t trying to make me do this as I would be falling over until dawn and I would end up with a very red bottom. There was a look of intense concentration on the face of the restrained woman as she squirmed a little in her bonds before she started to rock her body back and forth a few times. To Petra’s surprise, Diana managed to move herself back far enough so that the weight of her body was balanced so that she was resting on the toes of her feet. You must have practised this a lot of times to get it right. A moment later, the woman in the stocks was even more surprised as the niece appeared to push herself up from the arches of her feet and her heels made contact with the floor, while her body bent over further as the lady straightened her legs at an angle which maintained her balance. As Diana bought her body up at a slow rate in order not to lose her balance, she changed the angle of her legs to maintain her position so that in the end she was standing upright.

“That was very good, slave. I knew that you could do it and that you were just a little nervous because it was the first time in front of our new acquisition. It is time for you to hop around the stocks so that you are standing behind the seat right to the left of slave Petra.” Diana took a few small jumps at first as she adjusted to moving around on her feet, but soon she was hopping around to the right side of the captive who was already in the stocks and she made her way around to the back of the prisoner before standing in place just behind the seat. “Now you can sit down on the stocks, but make sure that you are facing the same direction as slave Petra.”

As the helpless woman’s present facing was incompatible with being able to sit down, she had to shuffle around on the spot so that her back was to the bench part of the stocks and after a moment’s wait, she bent her legs until her bottom made contact with the seat. Once she was sitting on the stocks, the captive moved around to the left as far as possible until she had to lift her feet up off the floor so that they could be taken over the bench and she had to squirm on her bottom in order to move around to face the front. While Diana was putting her feet back down on the floor, Kendra took the bag over to the stocks before removing the two parts which would be used to restraint the niece. A key was retrieved from the bag by the Mistress which was used to unlock the set of handcuffs that secured the ankles of the defenceless niece together and the cuffs were put into the bag.

“Put your ankles into the semicircles, so that I can start to restrain you in the stocks.” Kendra said as she picked up the piece of wood which had two half-circles cut into each side and the naked niece lifted her legs up so that she could place her ankles onto the dips that had had been cut into the bottom piece of wood. A moment later, the Mistress slid the part of the stocks that she was holding down the metal runners and pushed the door bolt closed so that the younger lady’s feet were restrained in the device. “When I remove the other handcuffs, you are to place your hands in the proper location on the stocks. Failure to do so will end up in a severe punishment and a very torturous bondage position, so you would be advised to comply.”

Once she had finished speaking, the woman took the bag around to behind her niece and unlocked the two sets of cuffs that restrained the lady’s arms behind her back before depositing them in the bag. Seeing as Diana had no wish to do anything that would annoy her aunt, as the failed attempt at standing had shown just how cruel the lady can be, the niece brought her arms around to the front and placed her hands so that her wrists were resting on top of the two dips. Kendra carried the bag back to the front of the stocks and placed it down on the floor before taking hold of the last part of the device, which was slid down into position where it was locked in place with the bolt.

“Now, I have two sultry slaves stuck in my stocks and putting on a sexy struggle.” Kendra said as Diana starting to pull at her restraints which was more to display just how helpless she was in her bondage, rather than it being any kind of genuine attempt to escape. As the helpless Petra stared at the squirming body of her captive companion, she soon discovered just how arousing it was to see the niece secured in the same apparatus which held her prisoner and she began to notice that she was emitting quiet moans as her body writhed.

I had no idea that the situation was going to get this kinky, with me watching a niece as the sexual slave of her own aunt, but even though I have been the spectator to the violation of a major social taboo, the sight has been very arousing. If this carries on for much longer, I may end up needing another release from my own lust. Kendra walked back around the stocks so that she was behind her niece and the ember that burned between Petra‘s legs burst into a low flame as the aunt held her relative in a gentle embrace, before landing sweet little kisses on her neck. There was an immediate response from the younger lady to the sensual treatment that she was receiving and she writhed even more as she started to moan through her gag.

“You really like me teasing your helpless body.” Diana nodded as her vocalisations grew in intensity due to her breasts being caressed by her captor and the helpless Petra found herself responding as well, with her fire of lust growing ever stronger. Soon, Kendra started to bite at the neck of the captive in a playful manner which was interspersed with gentle kisses and she rolled the nipples of her niece in her thumb and forefinger, which caused the helpless lady to moan even louder.

Oh no, now I need some attention as well. Petra’s moans grew in volume as the strength of her lustful fire grew within her body and she started to beg to her captor in the hope that she would get some attention.

“Does my other slave need some sexual loving?” There was a nod from the helpless Petra which was followed by Kendra moving behind her and the prisoner sighed as her neck was kissed and bitten by her kidnapper who also provided her breasts with an intense caress. After a few minutes were spent with making love to Petra, Kendra moved back to her own niece and from this moment, her attention was split between the two captives who were being taken almost to the edge of ecstasy. It wasn’t long before both of the helpless women were writhing and begging in their restraints as their Mounds of Venus were caressed along with the petals of their flowers of lust and the two ladies wondered when they were going to be allowed to reach that special moment of joy.

There were sounds of disappointment from the captives as Kendra halted the loving so that she could walk over to her bag, but Petra realised what was going to happen when the woman pulled a blindfold out from the bag. Diana offered no resistance as the item was placed over her eyes with the straps being taken around to the back of her head where they were buckled together and the sight of the lady being blindfold added more fuel to Petra’s sexual fire.

“Now it’s time to deal with you, my sweet Petra.” Kendra walked over to where Diana had placed the blindfold that had covered Petra’s eyes for so long and returned to behind the prisoner who closed her eyes so that they would be more comfortable when they were covered. She felt the familiar gentle pressure against the lids of her eyes along with the feeling of the straps going around to the back of her head, before the increased pressure let her know that the blindfold had been buckled into place. “This is the point where I will have to be a little cruel to be very kind.” Kendra said and the change in where the voice was coming from led Petra to think that the woman had moved to a point in front of the two captives.

What do you mean about you being cruel to be kind? There is no need to be- Ouch! Ouch! Petra was taken by surprise when she experienced two stringing strikes, one against the soles of each foot which happened about two seconds apart and there were two spaced out cries to the left of the helpless woman that indicated that Diana’s feet had also been beaten in the same way. That wasn’t the paddle as it didn’t feel like a solid object. OMG you’re flogging our feet! After the helpless lady was struck again by the flogger, the prisoner noticed that even though the strikes seemed to be no stronger than before, the feeling of stinging and irritation in her feet grew in strength which suggested that her soles were becoming more sensitive to the blows.

Although the captive twisted her ankles as much as she could in the slim hope that she could pull her feet through the holes, her actions proved to be just as futile as before and the rattling sound next to her showed that Diana was just as frantic with her struggles against her bonds. Why are you treating us in this way? Both of us have been left just short of reaching a climax and even though your punishment is making my soles feel as though they on fire, it also seems to be making sure that my desire for a sexual release is as strong as ever. As the torture of the soles of the captives’ feet continued, their cries when being struck were interspersed with begs and pleas for mercy along with the moans that were generated by the flame of desire at the top of their thighs. With no other means of measuring the time, Petra attempted to count how many blows were landing on her feet, but every so often the woman lost count which meant that she had to restart from zero. Just how long are you going to torment the two of us like this?

It seemed to the helpless ladies that their torment was going to continue forever with them fighting in a futile manner against their restraints, but there came a moment when the expected blows never landed. Thank goodness, it’s over at last, but what are you going to us next?

“It is so arousing to see both of you put up a futile fight against the torment that I have been inflicting on the soles of your feet for the past half-hour, but you two providing me with direct pleasure can wait for the time being as I have something very special planned. However, I do need to get comfortable before I start.” A distinct sound of something being dragged across the floor focused the prisoner’s attention and she realised that it must be the kitchen chair that Kendra had brought into the room. After the soft scraping noise came to an end, there was a sound of creaking wood for a few seconds which suggested that the Mistress had seated herself upon the chair.

There must be something even worse planned for us, seeing as the past thirty minutes were bad enough, but we are unable to do anything about it.

“I always wondered how these would affect someone whose feet have been made more sensitive by a flogging and I can’t wait to inflict my deliciously devilish devices of those oh so accessible soles of yours.” Kendra said and Petra moved her head so that she could look in the direction of the voice, which was due to an instinctual reaction as the blindfold prevented her from seeing what her captor was planning.

We can’t even see what horrible thing you are going to use on us! For a moment, Petra descended into panic as she tried to pull herself free from the wooden restraints that held her in place, but there was nothing that the captive could do to escape from her predicament.

“That’s it, struggle away my prisoners as it will make the next stage that much delightful, but there is nothing that you can do to prevent the next part of my plan so you might as well brace yourselves for the inevitable.”

It’s impossible to brace ourselves when we have no idea about what you are going to do to our defenceless feet. All we can do is hold still in the hope that we can react to whatever is going to happen. As the captive calmed down, she halted her useless struggles against the stocks that held her in place and when nothing happened after a few seconds, the lady started to wonder if this was just a trick that was being used to play with her mind...

Now you are just teasing us by making us wai- nononono! Stopstop Screams of laughter erupted from the mouth of the helpless Petra as something small with bristles was rubbed against the sole of her right foot and Diana’s shrieks suggested that the niece was being treated in the very same way. It was only when there was a moment that was free from the new torment, as the object was moved to the left foot of the defenceless woman, that she realised what the new device was. It’s a toothbrus- pleasepleasenono!

In normal circumstances the toothbrush would have just been a very good device to inflict a tickle torture, but the present situation for the captives was anything but normal. Due to the flogging that their feet had received, their soles were at a level of extreme sensitivity and they were still at a very high level of arousal, which could only lead to one possible outcome. Within half a minute, Petra cried out through her gag as the feeling of ecstasy flooded her body, with her only just being able to notice that her fellow slave was also screaming in orgasm...

There was no chance of the two helpless ladies relaxing after their incredible experience, as the scraping of the brushes against the soles of their feet had been continuous and Petra could feel that the flame between her thighs was almost at the point of explosion, which meant that that after another minute or so she would be back in the throes of orgasm.

Kendra did not stop as the ladies cried out for a second time and soon Petra’s world became one of torment combined with bliss, with her not knowing when it would end...

(To Be Continued)