Cecilia Medina - The Mishandled Mistress Part 5

In a moment, the cries of fear from the helpless Collette turned into shrieks of laughter as the two captors took their fingers over her sensitive skin in a slow and gentle manner, but this still caused her to struggle against the cords that held her to the bed. “You must be wishing that you hadn’t broken the rules by now, my cute Collette but it is too late to beg for mercy.” Megumi said as she halted the tickling of her prisoner. “If the situation was reversed I am quite sure that you would be revelling in my helplessness and applying some kind of torment to me.”

The bound maid twisted her arms and legs in a fruitless attempt to gain her freedom as fingernails again scraped across the soles of her feet and, her laughter showed just how much she was being affected by the treatment from the two women. After a minute of tickling at this level, Selma and Megumi sped up their actions until the poor maid went silent due to the intensity of her experience which wouldn’t allow her to take a breath. When fifteen seconds had gone by with no sound from the captive, the two maids stopped their activity so that the captive Collette was able to get her breath back with her panting in deep breaths through her gag.

“One of these days, we will tickle you so hard that you will end up falling unconscious due to lack of oxygen.” Selma said “In fact, I think that we should do this tonight.” This brought an instant response from the helpless lady who started to beg and plead through her gag as she put on a pitiful facial expression with wide fluttering eyes in order that she might influence the duo who were in control of her.

“I think that our mischievous maid is trying her best to elicit sympathy from us, in the hope that we might relent on carrying out her punishment.” Megumi said “This might actually work on some people, though. Selma, is it working on you?”

“Not at all.” Selma said as she winked at her companion, and the begging from the captive was transformed into screams of laughter a moment later as her feet were assailed by the fingers of her torturers, and her back became arched as the strength of the punishment increased. Again the intensity reached to the level where breathing was denied to the bound maid and her struggles took on a greater level of urgency as she grew dizzy from lack of air. It seemed as if half a minute had gone by before the captive’s torture was paused, and she lay there with her chest heaving up and down as she took in breath after breath.

“Perhaps we should go for longer and softer this time, Selma.” Megumi said after the helpless woman was allowed to recover for a few minutes. “After all, we can turn the heat back up any time that we want to.” The captive shook her head from side to side as the two tormentors reached out to her feet and her screams continued for some time as her feet were tickled, but the punishment was kept to a level so that the lady would not be deprived of breath.

It was probably a very good idea to take Collette to the bathroom before this was started as it wouldn’t have been much good for me otherwise. Even though the bound Cecyme was remaining still and not contributed to the tormenting at this point, it was a bit disconcerting to her that she was unable to avoid Collette’s most intimate area rubbing against her face from time to time as the punishment went on. Hopefully, she might be a little less animated when it is my turn to tease her, as it is obvious what I will be doing later. She was tempted at times to add a little extra teasing to the proceedings, but she knew that there was always the potential for receiving some kind of special treatment from the Japanese maid, so acting in a premature manner would be unwise. When will it be my turn to have a little fun with the helpless woman in front of me?

The screaming stopped as the women took their hands away from the helpless maid who was whimpering and begging after the prolonged session, but the fear grew in the eyes of the captive as the duo moved up to her sides. “Did you think that we would forget that your feet are not the most sensitive part of your body?” Selma said “Your sides are so tender that sometimes all it takes is just one little finger…”

It almost seemed as if Collette was crying out “No please no!” as Selma lifted up her little finger and held it about an inch away from the side of the bound maid so that the mental agony of waiting for the next stage could be prolonged. Once ten more seconds had passed by, the begging came to an end as each lady placed a single finger against the side of the captive’s abdomen, with her body arching in response to the new torment. Each finger traced a slow, torturing path along the captive’s side with her unable to breathe or lower herself until the maids reached her armpits and pulled their hands back. As soon as the punishment was halted, the maid collapsed and lay there panting on the bed but the look on the faces of the other two let her know that this was not going to end. It was about a minute later when this torment was inflicted on Collette for a second time, and she remained frozen in position for almost a minute as the two maids took their time in moving their fingers along the sides of her body. When it was finished for a second time, it sounded as if the bound lady was about to start sobbing.

“Selma, I think that the tickle torture should be brought to an end as Collette has had enough of this, so perhaps it is time to start part two.”

“I agree, but we should allow her five minutes to recover from the first part of her ordeal as we have not been this intense with her for quite some time. You have a little time to rest, Collette, so I suggest that you make the most of it.”

Cecyme listened to the breathing of the captive as it became calm and regular, which indicated that the suffering woman was recovering from the session of torment that was inflicted against her. I wonder how long it will be before I am subjected to the same kind of experience which has just been inflicted of poor Collette. I’m sure that it will happen before the weekend is over, though and I will probably scream even louder than she has.

“The five minutes are up, Collette. I hope that you made full use of your little break.” Megumi said, and there was a sigh from the restrained lady as her left cheek received a gentle kiss from her captor with another one lading on her right from Selma’s lips, and the next few minutes consisted of kissing and nuzzling the bound woman. Soon the two maids moved their attention to the neck of their prisoner, and soft moans escaped from her gagged mouth as the skin on both sides of her neck were bitten and sucked in a playful and gentle way by the pair, which seemed to be a little surprising when it was compared with the way that they treated her earlier.

The kisses moved down from her neck to just above her breasts with each being placed just below the other, and the roped woman closed her eyes as she took in the pleasure that she was receiving with her pushing up her chest in response to the pressing of lips against the mounds of her breasts. Each of her breasts were kissed in turn by the women who controlled her, and she started to writhe as tongues licked her soft flesh with only her special mounds being avoided.

How long will I have to lie here doing nothing? When will I be asked to help with this?

Cecyme didn’t have to wait long for the answer to her question, as the oriental maid lifted her head up before speaking. “Now you can start to tease the captive Collette, but you are not allowed to release her from her torment until I give you the instruction.”

Finally. I can start to apply my tongue to helping out in this situation. The hogtied woman lifted her head up and brushed her tongue against the top of the spread out lady’s thighs, with her moans increasing in volume as she writhed more owing to the additional stimulation. It seems that I am going to have some fun here, which is more than a little weird as I am just as helpless as the captive I am teasing. She spent a few more minutes licking the thighs of the woman before running the tip of her tongue in a gentle manner against the sensitive skin which formed the gateway to the other prisoner’s tunnel of lust.

You are responding to this. If I get free and become mistress again, I may end up having fun by teasing you like this. She could hear the cries of the prisoner increase as the two maids teased her nipples and areola with their tongues, so that they fed the fires of her lust. It wasn’t long before her flames were fanned even more when they each sucked a nipple into their mouths so that they could give this small mound their utmost attention by using their tongues to press and flick the flesh.

There were times when the lustful lips of the bound Collette ended up being pushed into the other prisoner’s face as the teased lady twisted and turned in her bondage, and the maid in the hogtie pushed her tongue a little deeper into the folds in front of her before running it up and down. I need to be careful because I don’t want to bring you to ecstasy just yet.

“Sorry, my hair seems to be getting in the way. I’ll push it out of the way, Megumi.” Selma said as she lifted her head up, and she used her right hand to push the hair on her right side over the back of her neck so that it would be out of the way.

Wait a moment, isn’t that one of my special earrings? It must be! What are you doing with them? As Selma moved back down to pay attention to the captive’s right breast, Megumi had lifted her head up and she noticed the ornament as well.

“Selma, those earrings belong to Mistress Cecilia. Why are you wearing them?”

A red colour started to spread over the cheeks of the blond haired lady as this was spotted. “Well, er-.”

“I see, Selma. Slave Cecyme, continue to tease our captive up to the point where she is almost ready for release. I’ll deal with this problem.”

It seemed that Selma was stuck as she didn’t know what to do when Megumi approached her. “So, you decided to help yourself to the jewellery of our Mistress. Do you know how much trouble you are in?”

“But-.”

“You have two choices. Either I report this act of theft to Mistress Isabella, or I will take care of you myself.”

Selma sank to her knees on the floor and placed her hands together in front of her so that could perform a begging action. “Please don’t tell Mistress Isabella! Anything but that! You know what she did to the last maid that she caught stealing. I only wanted to wear them for one evening.”

Show some mercy, I’ve noticed that she admired these earrings and I offered to get her a duplicate set. There’s no harm done here.

“Selma, stand before the cabinet and strip down to your stockings and high heels before putting your hands behind your back.”

“No, Megumi, you can’t ask me to do that!”

“I’ll just call Isabella and tell her what you have done, then.”

“Okay, I’m going over to the cabinet.” Selma said before walking over to the cabinet and she pulled the dress over her head in a reluctant manner, before slipping her panties down her legs with them being taken off over her shoes. After this was completed, she turned around so that her back was to the door and placed her hands behind her back with her palms pressed together.

If I try to interfere with what is going on, I will get nowhere and just end up getting punished for my pains. My only choice is to continue teasing Collette and keep an eye on what is happening.

“Please Megumi, please don’t use the armbinder on me. You know how much I hate it.” The nude woman said as the oriental maid opened the door.

“You will be wearing the armbinder, you thieving bitch, and you should consider yourself lucky that I am not applying something far worse.” Megumi said as she took the unusual garment out of the cabinet, and fed the hands of the latest captive into the bottom of the gloved shaped piece of leather before a strap was taken around her wrists with the ends buckled together. There was a look of fear on Selma’s face as the laces on the device were tightened up to her elbows and her countenance changed to one of distress when a second length of leather was taken around her elbows with the ends strapped together.

“Ow! You don’t have to do it so tight, can’t you loosen it a notch. No!” The maid pulled the strap out of the buckle but only to pull it even tighter by a hole which compressed Selma’s elbows even more. “That is much too harsh, Megumi!”

“You should learn not to beg when I am carrying out your punishment, as it only makes things worse.” Megumi said as she took a leather strap from the armbinder around the left side of the captive’s body, before it went over her right shoulder so that it could be buckled to the top of the item. The second long strap was taken around Selma’s right side and over her left shoulder so that it could be connected to the top of that armbinder so that it could be secured to the captive’s arms so that there was no chance of it slipping off.

“Just tie my feet together, please. I don’t want to be spread apart like before.”

“Be quiet, you light-fingered harlot.” Megumi said as she took a leather cuff and strapped it around the woman’s right ankle with the D-ring on the inside of the leg, before attaching a second to her left with the ring on the inside as well. “Put your feet apart unless you want me to call Isabella.”

Cecyme halted her teasing caresses of Collette’s intimacy so that she could watch Selma and it was almost comical as she worked on getting her feet as wide apart as possible. There was a loud moaning sound which was accompanied by begging as the spread out maid on the bed noticed that her intimacy was no longer receiving any attention. Poor Collette, I think that she must be desperate to be freed from her torment by now, but I can’t do this until Megumi allows it. As the hogtied lady continued the caresses with her tongue, she paused every so often for a moment so that she could keep track of Selma’s predicament.

Megumi picked up a three foot metal bar which had a clip at each end, and the clips were attached to the rings on the cuffs that were buckled onto the ankles of the captive so that her feet would remain spread out at an uncomfortable angle. “Megumi, could at least not use that large bit gag on me this time, and could my nipples for once be free of clamping? At leafff-.”

“Do you think that I will go easy on you?” A 2 inch diameter bit gag was inserted into the mouth of the captive with the straps taken around to the back of her neck before the ends were buckled into place to the tightest hole. This was followed by a scream from the helpless Selma as a clover clamp pressed the flesh of her right nipple and she emitted another cry as her left nipple was enclosed by the metal jaw of another clamp at the end of the chain. “You will follow me, prisoner.” There was a shake of the captive’s head which proved to be a mistake as she yelped as the maid hooked her index finger around the chain and gave a small tug.

“That was not a request, now move.” Another tug on the chain forced the helpless lady to move forward as best she could seeing as her feet were a yard apart, and she was forced to move in front of the bottom of a bed so that she was facing it while she was at a distance of eighteen inches. “Good, but you must bend over as far as possible.” Selma squealed as she followed the command of her captor because the clamp chain brushed against the frame of the brass bed, but this was nothing compared to her cry when the clamp was removed from her right nipple. The chain was wrapped several times around the horizontal bar at the top of the frame before the clamp was re-attached with the bent over lady suffering as a result.

OMG, you’ve clamped poor Selma to the bed and she can’t even stand up.

“I will get the instrument of punishment and then we will commence your chastisement.” Megumi said, returning to the cabinet and looking through it.

There was a noise from the bent over maid, and Cecyme’s attention was drawn to her behaviour. There’s something not right about all of this, and especially with Selma. She sounded as if she just moaned, and she looks a little flush. It also seems as if she is tugging against the clamps, even though this will cause her more pain. Does she actually want this to happen?

As Megumi approached the helpless woman with a flogger it almost looked to Cecyme as if the maid wiggled her posterior in anticipation of the whipping...

(To Be Continued...)