Gianna's Abduction Part 2 of 4

(This is a short story for the bondage model Gianna Love. If you search the clips4sale site, you be able to find plenty of media with her in.)

“Go on then, you can see the sign so start hopping to the place where you will be providing me with entertainment.” Adam said, but the captive remained in place as she shook her head, making it clear with the expression in her eyes that she was acting in defiance of the man who had taken her prisoner.

Did you actually think that I would make it easy for you? You said how much I am worth to you, so you can’t threaten to kill me.

“So, you’ve suddenly decided to be a feisty whore after all. Well, that is no matter as I am prepared to teach you the error of your ways, and I have ensured that something was left in the garage for this eventuality.” As Adam spoke, he walked over to a small table and picked up what appeared to be a two foot long thin black plastic rod with a one inch diameter handle on the end. “This is all that I need to use as encouragement for you to hop to your destination, and I can guarantee that you will be starting your journey before long.”

Even though the woman in bondage shook with fear as her captor walked around to her left side, so that he was just behind her and facing her, she managed to find the strength to remain resolute as he raised the rod with this right hand. It’s only a small rod, so I doubt that you can hurt me much with that thing. ARRGH! When Gianna’s bottom was lashed by the rod for the first time, she was surprised by two things, the first of which was the amount of pain she had just experienced from an item which only appeared to be millimetres thick, and the second was just how loud she could scream through her noise. Whenever she had seen a film or read a book, it always had the heroine silenced by a simple piece of cloth and yet she had let off a loud shriek even though her mouth was sealed with tape. There was hardly time to think about this when she screeched for a second time as the rod struck the back of her legs at the top of the thigh, but she somehow managed to stay in place.

It took another five blows on the bottom and thighs of the helpless woman before the torment became too much for her to bear and she took a hop forward so that she could shuffle around in a right turn, in order to face the door that lead to the house. As Gianna had noted the interval times between each blow of the rod, she decided that she had about this much time between making each hop, so that she could delay the next part of her kidnapping for as long as possible. However, when the lady was out outside of the door, she was too scared to enter the house and she was whipped three more times before the pain forced her to move forward again. Gianna saw another sign with an arrow pointing left down the hallway, so she turned on the spot so that she could face in the correct direction and the prisoner started down the hallway as slow as she could without being punished for her actions.

There were the usual items that could be found in any hallway, but the captive paid no attention to them as she had other things on her mind and she was also remembering something from one of her books. This feels like it is straight out of ‘Harem Harlot’ where the heroine is being kept captive in the harem, and she is bound and gagged before she is made to hop to the Prince’s bedroom where she would be ravished, with her being whipped on the bottom or thighs whenever she stopped. The worst thing about this is that I used to fantasise about that scene, and I even told John about it saying that I would love to have someone do it to me. However, someone is doing it to me and it is far different than my fantasies.

After a few more steps down the hallway, the kidnap victim started to think more about the scene in the story and she started to image that she was in the Prince’s Palace with her being forced to go to his bedroom. A lash of the rod brought her back to reality and Gianna realised that she had become so immersed in the fantasy that she had stopped moving forward, with her noticing something new that troubled her even more. I’m feeling warmth between my legs! This is impossible, I have been kidnapped for real and I have been made to suffer in a brutal manner, yet thinking about my fantasy has started to make me aroused. This can’t be happening to me! Although the woman did her best to concentrate on what she was doing, before she reached the door to her so-called cell, she ended up slipping into her fantasy twice more with the result that her bottom and thighs were struck as a result.

There was no light on in the room when the door was opened by Adam and Gianna was terrified of what she would find, but by this time the tears in her eyes along with the pain were enough to encourage her to hop inside. She was followed by her kidnapper who switched on the light and the lady was surprised by what she saw, as she expected there to be rows of items that that were for the use of torturing some helpless captive such as herself. There was a large hook in the ceiling from which hung a three wheeled pulley system with a latched hook on the bottom and a large brass bed on which lay a white mattress, but apart from the pine chest of drawers this was all that there was in the room with blue walls and carpet. I would have expected you to have a room full of vicious implements to use on someone such as myself, especially with the planning that you must have gone through to set my abduction up. As she looked at the far corner of the room, she also noticed a tripod with a video camera on top which was switched on by Adam, before he walked over to the drawers so that he could take out a pair of EMT scissors from the top.

Not only are you going to cut my clothes off me, but you are going to video this act of degradation and humiliation. I think that I know this from somewhere before but I just can’t remember right now. Gianna trembled as Adam approached her with the scissors, but she knew that any action that she took in trying to stop him could end up in causing herself some kind of injury, so the prisoner decided that it would be best if she just remained still. If I fight, I could very well end up falling over with no way to break my fall, so I have to surrender this time. Her face turned red with shame as he went behind her so that he could cut along the sleeves of her blouse before snipping the cloth around her shoulders. After this, it took a few seconds for him to pull the sleeves away from her arms, and he cut along the top of the blouse from her shoulders to her neck before returning to her front where he snipped off each button in turn.

One harsh pull caused the rest of the blouse to be removed from her body, and it only took a few seconds for him to cut her dress from the hem to the waist which made it fall to the floor so that the defenceless lady was left standing in her underwear. The kidnapper only made a single snip at the front of her strapless bra to cause it to fall away, and the stripping of the victim only took two more cuts at the sides of her panties, along with a strong tug to leave her for all intents and purposes naked in the room.

“The video of this will provide me with much entertainment in the future, and I could also make money from this as there are many people who will pay well to see what happens to you.”

You monster! You are not only using me for yourself, but as a source of income!

After Adam put the scissors on the bed, he opened the second drawer to obtain several coils of ropes and he returned to behind the woman who began to struggle again. “Now I will put you in something that is better than the binds that presently restrain you.” He used the scissors for a moment to slice through the zip-tie that bound her elbows together, and the relief that the woman experienced was momentary as one of the cords was wrapped around her upper forearm ten times before it was pulled tight. This had the effect of drawing her arms back together again and the four cinches added between her arms caused the rope to bite into her flesh, as well as almost crushing her elbows together.

This is almost as bad as the zip-tie except for the cords being a little wider, and I guess you are going to do the same to my wrists in a moment. When Adam cut the plastic that held Gianna’s hands in place, she flailed them around as much as she could in order to cause problems for her captor, but he had no trouble in bringing her hands back together and ten loops along with four cinches made sure that her wrists were as secure as her elbows.

“See how much of a useless whore you are, your hands were free and yet you were unable to make any use of them, which proves that you are just a helpless harlot. I have something very special planned for your legs and I will need to ensure that you will not cause me any trouble.” One end of two lengths of cord were bound to each of the ankles of the helpless woman, with the left leg tied to a radiator pipe while the right was knotted off to the bottom left leg of the bed.

Why have you done this to me? After all, I thought that you would have tied my legs together, just like you have done to my arms, but maybe you have something else in mind. It only took a moment for the man to cut away the zip-ties that held the legs of the woman together, and he untied the end of the rope that was connected to the pipe before pulling hard on it so that she was forced to move her leg to the left until her foot was 18 inches away from underneath her body. Once the end of the rope was retied so that her leg remained in place, the end of the rope that was attached to her right leg was untied from the leg of the bed and her right foot was pulled to the right by the same distance, so that her ankles ended up three feet apart. When Gianna had been stripped naked before she felt defenceless enough, but with her legs apart her vulnerability had become complete.

Oh fuck! My legs are wide apart and I can do nothing to bring them together. Wait, why are you bending over by the bed? Oh shit, OH SHIT! As the helpless lady trembled, Adam pulled out a three foot long piece of two inch diameter bamboo out from under the bed which had three eyelets in it, two at the ends and one in the middle. When Gianna saw the pole, she noticed that white cord was threaded through the two end eyelets and she realised with horror just what it was going to be used for. My legs are going to be kept apart by that thing, even if I am made to walk around. As the immobilised lady looked down, she knew that she could do nothing to stop Adam as he wrapped one of the cords around her left ankle with the ends tied together, and when the other end of the pole was bound to her right ankle, she knew that her legs would remain apart no matter what she tried.

The two ropes that kept her legs apart were untied from her ankles along with the anchoring points, but the nude captive was still as immobilised as ever and as she looked over her right shoulder, she could see him lower the hook on the pulley until it was at the same height as her wrists. As she watched him use one of the two lengths of rope to tie her wrists to the hook, the kidnap victim realised that her situation was going to become far worse when he started to pull on the pulley rope. At the beginning, Gianna’s hands were just pulled up a little, but she soon discovered that the pressure on her arms forced her to start lean forward. As the hook went higher and higher, the woman had to bend over more until her body was parallel with the ground, while her hands were high above her back. Not only were her shoulders so strained from the angle of her that she was suffering from an intense ache, but the position of her legs meant that she felt as if she was going to fall at any moment.

It feels as if it can’t get any worse, but I know that you haven’t stopped just yet. No, NO! Gianna couldn’t help but scream out as she felt fingertips run down the gap between her bottom cheeks and along the flower of her lust until they reached her Mound of Venus.

“A good whore should always have her legs wide apart to accept her client, and you look like a very good whore at the moment. You have two nice fuck-holes that are very accessible. However, I need to sort out something else out before you are ready.” Adam put the final coil of rope on the bed along with the tattered remains of the captive’s clothes, but he carried the scissors with him as he opened the third drawer to take another bag out.

Haven’t you humiliated me enough? What are you planning to do to me next.

Instead of going around to the back of the helpless woman, Adam stood in front of her and proceeded to use the scissors to cut away the tape that was bound around the mouth of the lady’s head. Once the tape was pulled away from the face of the captive, she wasted no time in spitting out the rubber ball that had been filling her mouth. If you thing that you are going to gag me with anything else, you are going to be very disappointed.

“Open your mouth wide, Little Miss Whore.” Adam said as he took something out of the bag with his left hand which seemed to have straps attached, but the helpless woman decided to be defiant by shaking her head while keeping her mouth shut. “As you wish, if it makes you feel better for a moment, but what happens next is your choice. This just gives me an excuse to have some more fun with my slut of a sex-toy.” He reached back into the bag and pulled another item which had a metallic glint, and whatever it was remained concealed in his right hand. “It’s your last chance to open your mouth.”

You can wait as long as you want, but I am keeping my mouth shu- AAAAH! An intense pain shot through Gianna’s right breast with the strongest part centred on her right nipple, and as she opened her mouth to scream, her captor forced something between her teeth which felt like a metal ring before he took the straps around to the back of her neck where they were buckled together as tight as possible. I can’t close my mouth! This gag is leaving a massive gap which is leaving my mouth completely accessible, and I can’t do anything to block it. When the prisoner managed to look down, she was horrified to see an object clamped onto her right nipple with a chain hanging from it, and every little movement that she made caused a new pain to shoot through her breast. A moment later the distressed damsel shook her head and made begging noises from her gag as her captor took hold of the other clamp that was suspended on the end of the chain, and she screamed in agony for a second time as this clamp was pressed onto her left nipple.

“You deserve to have something added, just to make the chain a little more interesting.” Adam said as he fetched a large padlock out of the bag which he secured around the chain that connected the clamps together, and he lifted it up to her chest before letting go so that the woman felt as if her nipples were going to be torn from her body. “Perhaps you will know better than to disobey me next time, but I think that you need an additional punishment for your misbehaviour.” He reached into the bag and brought out something which caused the helpless woman to scream when she saw what the man was holding in his right hand.

It’s another gag and it’s shaped like a man’s- like a man’s massive cock!

“I see that you recognise this particular shape, which means that you must know where it is going.” As the gag was lifted closer to her face, Gianna shook her head from side to side in the hope of avoiding having this abomination shoved into her mouth, but this was thwarted when her kidnapper grabbed hold of her long hair with his left hand. Once her head was held still, the vulnerable woman could do nothing but scream as the artificial phallus was pushed into her mouth, and she felt as if she was going to choke on the item as it was forced in as far as possible.

This is horrible, I’m gagging on this thing and I can’t do anything to get it off me.

The two straps were buckled together at the back of her neck next to the straps of the ring gag and Adam smiled as he took a step back to look at the horrified Gianna. “You are the one who decided to be a cocksucker with your actions, so what better punishment than to give you a big cock to suck on. It might be a good time to practice with that, as later on you will be working with the real thing. I am going to leave you alone for a while, so you should take this extra time to contemplate how you are going to behave when I visit you again. After all, you are so fuckable, especially with three holes to take advantage of.”

Adam lifted up the padlock for a second time and pulled it as close to him as possible before releasing it so that it swung like a pendulum, with the result that it acted as a continual source of torment for the helpless victim. Gianna could do nothing but shriek in pain as her captor left the room, closing the door behind him and she knew that things would get much worse when he returned...

Chrissy Daniels - A Very Personal Assistant (F/F) Part 1 of 6

(This is a story for the model Chrissy Daniels, and it includes both her and the model Kendra James.)

Everyone in the firm attended the wedding of Claudia Singleton and Nelson Byrd on Saturday, and the raven-haired brown-eyed beautiful bride was radiant as she walked down the aisle in her white dress with the firm’s owner Kendra James. Claudia had been Kendra’s personal assistant for five years, but this changed when Nelson had visited the firm and it almost seemed like love at first sight.

Chrissy Daniels looked on as Kendra handed Claudia over to her husband, and she was a little intrigued with the comment “Claudia is all yours now. Take good care of her.”

That almost makes it sound as though you owned Claudia and that she is becoming the property of Nelson. It is sad that she is leaving, but she did say that she had to devote herself to her new life with her husband. Even Kendra was sad about that, but it does mean that the position of Personal Assistant will be open, although there are ladies in the administration department who are more senior than I am. One of them is sure to get the position.

After the ceremony was over, Kendra and Claudia embraced as if it was the last close contact that they would ever share, and they both appeared to be tearful for some reason. It was at the reception when Chrissy noticed another change, as throughout her five years at the company, Claudia had worn a black choker with a small square metal buckle. However, although the choker material was the same, there was a diamond shaped buckle on the front. Maybe he prefers that shape, or Claudia might have wanted to put it on to represent a new start. The reception went on for some time, but there came a point when the newlyweds had to retire, so everybody said their goodbyes.

When Chrissy got into work on the Monday morning in her usual work clothes of black mini-skirt, stockings, high-heeled stiletto shoes and long sleeved white blouse, she noticed that there was a sign posted on the main electronic board mentioning that members of staff should for the position of Personal Assistant to Kendra James. In the text it said that anyone in the administration and accounts department can fill in the online application form, and that everyone should make the attempt no matter what their position of seniority in the firm was, because personality traits were very important. Does that mean even I have a chance of becoming my boss’s Personal Assistant? I did notice that she has been noticing me more than usual recently, so there might be a chance of becoming her right hand lady.

The computers had already booted up before the staff had arrived, and Chrissy obtained a cup of coffee before sitting at her desk so that she could have a look at the application. When the office worker got her first look at the application form, she was very surprised because it was more like a questionnaire, as all of the questions were about personal details. However, when she looked at the top of the page, it did mention that every employee’s résumé along with other employment details was already on record, and everyone in the offices had the relevant skills for the job.

Let’s have a look at some of the questions on this list. What kind of games did you play as a child or teenager? What type of cartoons did you like? What are you favourite types of books to read? What are your favourite TV shows or movies? That is an unusual set of questions, but the ones after are very obscure indeed as some seem to have answers that appear to be ambiguous. My guess is that this is some kind of personality test, so that Kendra can find the right person to be her assistant. I have nothing to lose by filling this in, and I do have a chance at working in a much more important position in the firm. There are people here who have a much better chance of being successful at applying, however, so I shouldn’t get my hopes up.

Chrissy filled in the application form, making sure in the process that she gave accurate answers which she knew to be better in this situation, rather than attempting to give answers that made her sound as good as possible, even putting down ‘The Perils of Penelope Pitstop’ as her favourite cartoon. I just hope that being honest doesn’t ruin it for me, but the others probably know how to twist the answers to give themselves a better chance.

After the lady had finished filling in the form, she pressed the button to show that it was complete, and she decided that the best thing to do was to put it out of her mind unless she passed this particular test. The rest of the week proved to be uneventful until Friday afternoon, when she was approached by the manager who was wearing a white elbow length blouse, black leather knee-length high-heeled boots with the heels almost like spikes, black leather elbow length gloves and a black leather knee-length pencil skirt with a hint of black fishnets showing between the top of her boots and the hem of her skirt.

Oh wow, you look absolutely gorgeous like that. Chrissy was flexible when it came to gender and the fact that she had a severe crush on her boss was a secret that she kept to herself, although she did sometimes worry that the others might realise just how much she liked Kendra.

“Ms. Daniels, are you doing anything after work this evening?” Kendra said as she stood to the left of the office worker.

“No Kendra, I have nothing planned for tonight, and if it is important I could have cancelled it anyway.”

“Thank you. When the working day finishes at five o’clock, I need you to come to my office as I have something very important to discuss with you.”

“Yes, Kendra. I won’t forget.”

“Good. I will see you at five, then. Goodbye for now.” As the manager walked back to her office, Chrissy’s imagination started to go in all different directions as various ideas jumped into her mind.

Have I done something wrong? Am I going to be warned about something or end up losing my job? Has she discovered how I feel about her? Oh, I hope that it isn’t anything really bad. Maybe it’s just that she wants to tell me in person that I have failed in my application to be her personal assistant, as she can’t possibly be telling me that I have passed the first round. As there were still a few hours before five o’clock arrived, the worker pushed any thoughts of the meeting out of her mind and she continued with her work until the alarm sounded for the end of the working day. Chrissy made sure that her workplace was neat and tidy before shutting down her computer, and while all of the other ladies were making their way to the exit, she took a bathroom break as she didn’t know just how long the meeting would be.

I hope that Kendra won’t think that I am being lazy by dealing with something necessary first. The worried lady made her way to the room of her manager and as she knocked on the door, she wondered just how bad things were going to become.

“Come in and close the door behind you.” After taking a deep breath so that she could steady her nerves, Chrissy opened the door, entered the room and closed it behind her before she looked around the room for the first time.

Only Kendra and her personal assistant are allowed in this room in normal situations, and for most other people, this room is only seen when they leave the company. There was a triple light arrangement in the ceiling with an electric fan underneath, but there was also a large eyelet under the fan which might be for attaching items. There was a minimum of items in the room and on one side there were a series of wooden doors that could be the entrances for small storage rooms. A metal desk was the only large item in the room, which appeared to have lots of little eyelets attached to it and there was a laptop on top of the desk which was being shut down by the manager.

“You were a few minutes late, Ms. Daniels. Was there a problem?”

“Not a problem Kendra, but I felt that taking a break before we started would be a good idea so that there would be no interruptions.”

“That is very considerate of you, and this means that no breaks will need to be taken as this could take some time. Please sit down in that chair there.” Kendra said as she put the laptop into her case which left the desk bare, although the office worker was still worried as she sat in one of the two armless leather office chairs.

“I can see that you are very nervous, so I will explain what is going on.” The manager said as she sat in the opposite chair to her employee. “You are not in trouble for a start, as your employment record is very good. There is no disciplinary action to be taken and you are not going to be dismissed. This is about your application for the position of Personal Assistant.”

That’s it, I’ve failed. At least you are kind enough to let me know in person. It is a pity as I really wanted to be of use to you, plus I could have worked with you more.

“After checking the forms that were filled in, I have come to the conclusion that out of all the applicants in the company, you are the only one who is suitable. To make this clear, it showed that your personality makes you perfect for the job, while the others would not even be adequate. You were also honest while the others tried to give me what they thought were the best answers, which caused them to rule themselves out.”

I passed! Not only that, but none of the others did, so it looks like a one horse race unless you want to advertise outside the company.

“Thank you Kendra, this is good news and I was expecting something bad.”

“It isn’t finished yet, Chrissy, as I need to perform some very special behaviour and response tests which you will most likely discover to be bizarre. I will need your complete trust when I perform these tests and if you pass, I will employ you as my Personal Assistant. I do have a warning for you before you decide on taking the next step. If you do go through with it and end up failing, you must find employment in another company. I will provide you with a generous severance package along with glowing references so that you will have no trouble finding another job.”

I have to leave if I fail the test? That is a surprise, but you must have your reasons for making this decision.

“Chrissy, you may end this and leave right now if you do not want to take the risk, and I can understand why you would make such a choice.”

I don’t know if this decision is some kind of test, but I would rather try and fail than always wonder whether or not I could have succeeded. I will take your test and prove myself to be successful.

“I know that there is a risk, Kendra, but I am willing to take the chance to prove that I am capable of being your Personal Assistant.”

“Thank you.” Kendra said and Chrissy thought that there was the hint of a smile on the lips of the manager who took a clipboard out of her handbag. “I have your current contract termination here, along with the agreement to be my Personal Assistant.” The manager handed over the clipboard which had a pen attached to Chrissy, who waited for a moment before placing her signature at the relevant places.

“As of now Chrissy, you are my Personal Assistant should you manage to pass the tests. I will explain the tests as they go along, but the most important thing is how you handle them as real life can often bring very strange situations.” After Kendra put the clipboard in the bag, she carried it to one of the doors which was opened and the bag was exchanged for a blue one which was larger.

“The first test is the hostage test, and part of it is to explain how you should behave if you ever find yourself in this position.”

A hostage test? What are you going to do to me?

Gianna's Abduction Part 1 of 4

(This is a short story for the bondage model Gianna Love. If you search the clips4sale site, you be able to find plenty of media with her in.)

It was another tedious Friday of serving customers at the department story where Gianna Love worked, and she waited at the counter in her black high-heeled stiletto shoes, fishnet stockings, mid-thigh length mini skirt and tight white long-sleeved blouse, as another customer looked around the shelves. Nothing ever remotely interesting every happens in this place, all I get to do is serve the people who come in or answer a few questions, because they didn’t bother to look at the instructions on the boxes. Where’s the man to sweep me off my feet, throw me over his horse and carry me off to his tent where he ties me up and ravishes me. When there were no customers in her area of the department store, Gianna passed the time by reading one of her so-called romantic fiction books which entailed the heroine always getting kidnapped and being made love to, and she had been surprised last Tuesday by one of the store managers, a black-haired green-eyed rather rugged man by the name of Richard.

“What on earth are you reading? Surely no lady would what that to happen to her?” John had said from behind Gianna, and because the woman had been so engrossed in the story that she hadn’t heard him approach, she ended up jumping on the spot when she heard him speak. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you, but should you be reading stories like that? After all, no lady in her right mind would want to end up in that kind of situation.”

“At least it would be better than having to work in this department. Because there are so few people coming in to purchase anything, there is only the need for one person and I get bored out of my skull.”

“I know, Gianna, but these are expensive items and you always manage to secure a sale. I’ve tried to get the other managers to arrange a rotation of staff but they just see dollar signs as no other girl brings in the income that you do here. At least the commission is good.”

“John, I’d give all of that up for just one adventure. It’s a pity these books are just fiction, I’d give anything for someone to kidnap me, tie me up and take complete advantage of me sexually.”

“Be careful what you wish for, as it could end up happening. Real life is quite different from the fantasy in a story, and you wouldn’t want to end up being abducted for real.”

“Right then, I wish I wish some guy would kidnap me and keep me as his sexual captive for as long as he wants.” Gianna said, although the smile on her face suggested that she was only doing this to tease the manager.

“You should be careful about tempting fate, there might be someone out that who is planning your kidnapping and you really wouldn’t want to end up in his hands. Anyway, I have to get back to my office and I’ll try to get you moved out of here again, at least for a while. If not I’ll try to arrange something special in recompense for you having to be stuck here.”

That wish on Tuesday was all for nothing. Still a lady can hope for some excitement and romance in her life. Here comes another customer who looks like she is interested in buying a perfume that is totally unsuitable for her. At least I can prevent her from making such a bad mistake The other occasional visitors were helped in the same way by Gianna, who wished that the day could move along faster so that she could go home and read some more of her latest book.

At last, the alarm sounded for eight o’clock and Gianna made sure that everything was ready for the weekend staff, so that they could start when the store opened on Saturday morning. Two days without having to do this soul destroying job. Perhaps during the weekend I’ll find Mr Right and he can become my personal kidnapper. After the lady had prepared the counter for tomorrow, she left the store on her own as her situation made it impossible to socialise with any of the other ladies while she was at work and as usual took the short cut through a quiet area of the town back to her apartment.

October was much warmer than normal this year, so Gianna had no need of a coat and the only extra item she carried was her handbag as she walked through the back alley. On most nights, she used to fantasise about men lurking in dark corners who would take her captive, but this day had been such a drain on her mind that she just wanted to get home and have a good soak in the bath. While she was going down one street, however, she noticed that there was a large black van parked with the side door next to the sidewalk. That looks just like the typical kidnap van you see in movies. If it was any other evening I would probably take a chance and walk right on by, but I really want to get some rest tonight.

As Gianna approached the van, she kept an eye out for the side doors while listening for any activity inside the vehicle and she kept her head turned to maintain her attention, which meant that she did not see the shadow step out of the narrow side alley…

Before the woman even realised what was happening to her, she was pushed face down to the sidewalk with such force that she was winded and the first thing that she noticed was someone was sitting on her back, pinning her arms to her side. Gianna’s hands were brought together behind her back and she felt something being looped around her crossed wrists, just before a rapid rasping noise occurred at the same time as a sharp pain in her wrists. While the captive was trying to get her breath back, the person had moved down to her upper legs and there was the sound of a second zip-tie which went around her ankles, which was accompanied by the plastic biting into her skin.

Oh shit, you’re tying me up! GET OFF ME! By this time, the bound woman had recovered enough to start struggling underneath her captor and she felt that she would be able to scream for help now that her breath was back.

“SOMEONE HEL-“ This act of hers proved to be a mistake as she didn’t realise what the person was doing, until her cry was cut off when a large spherical object was forced between her teeth into her mouth which forced her tongue back. There was a different rasping sound and before Gianna could get her wits about her enough to scream again, tape was placed over her mouth before it was taken around her head and over her mouth six times, before the strip was torn off the roll. Please, just take the money I have in my purse and go! I’ll even give you the PIN to my bank cards if you’ll just leave me here! She could feel pressure around her legs just below her knees which was another zip-tie and this was pulled so tight that the sharp edges of the plastic bit into her legs, but worse was yet to come. Her elbows were pulled close together before another plastic strip was taken around the top of her forearms and as this was secured, it felt to her as if her elbows were crushed together.

As the helpless lady struggled in her captivity, she looked up in fear as the person who had restrained her walked around to her front, and she could see that it was a man who was covered from head to toe in black, including gloves and a hood with tinted glass over the eyes. He put his hands under her upper arms and she emitted a muffled scream as he dragged her to the side door of the van, with her struggling and kicking as she was pulled over the rough surface of the sidewalk. No, stop, just let me go! Once Gianna was beside the door, it was slid open by the man who took hold of the lady’s arms once more and she was half-lifted, half-dragged into the vehicle with no consideration given to her comfort.

After the bound woman was inside, the man closed the side door and lifted the captive’s legs up so that her heels could be pressed against her bottom, before looping a zip-tie around her legs wrist and ankle bonds. When this was pulled tight, Gianna realised that she had been left in a strict hogtie and any struggling just increased the pain that she felt in her wrists and ankles.

“That was very easy.” The man said, and the helpless lady noticed that he must have been using some kind of buzzing device which helped to disguise his voice. “I expected it to be much more difficult to catch a whore such as yourself, but it proved to be so simple in the end.”

You’ve referred to me as a whore, which means that you are planning to-, OMG NO! Gianna gave out muffled screams as she struggled with all of her might on the floor of the van, even though this acted as a form of self-torture with her bonds digging deeper into her flesh.

“I see that you have a lot of spirit and that this will give me a lot of fun. The only thing that is more fun than seeing a lady who is so feisty, is breaking them so that they are turned into a compliant sex slave. Struggle all you want, the only result will be that you will tire out that much faster and be easier to handle.”

Sex slave? You’re kidnapping me to use as your own sex-slave? When the kidnap victim heard these comments, the fight against her restraints became even more frenzied as she understood the full extent of her predicament.

“I would like to have some fun with you right now, but there is always the chance of being discovered so I will wait until you are in your new home. Before I retrieve your handbag from the sidewalk and drive, I will tell you this.”

“You have three wonderful holes in your body, and once you are in your cell, it won’t be long before I will make use of all of them for my personal pleasure. Also, I will make sure that you will be begging for me to take you in each hole before I fill it. I will have a lot of fun with tormenting your helpless body, but when I grow tired of you, a second-hand slut who is broken in is worth a lot of money to other people. I will not give you my real name, but if you need something to use, just think of me as Adam.” The side door was opened, and the man who named himself Adam left the van, closing the door behind him with Gianna lying hogtied on the floor as she took in what was going to happen to her.

You are going to violate my body in any way that you possibly can and when you are finished with me, I will be sold off to someone else who will do the same thing. This is what my life is going to be like from now on! As the woman was overcome with the terror of her predicament, she sobbed on the floor on the van with the knowledge that her fantasies of being kidnapped were as far as possible from reality. There was no handsome man on a white horse tying her up with silk scarves, no gentle gagging with a cloth and there instead of being made love to, her future was going to consist of violation and torture with her wondering how long it would be before she would beg her captor to put her out of her misery.

I must have been insane to wish on Tuesday that I wanted to be kidnapped, as this is what happens, not some fairytale romance where the woman falls in love with her kidnapper. You sound like the kind of person who is going to delight in making my life a living hell!

While Gianna continued in her furious fight against her bonds, she noticed that her strength was beginning to weaken and that soon she would have no other choice but to lie there defeated. If I tire myself out with this constant effort, there will be nothing left in reserve if I do get a chance to escape, so I should rest and save my energy. Perhaps Adam will think that I have already surrendered and he may let his guard down, which could give me the opportunity that I need. Just a few seconds after the hogtied lady decided to cease her struggles , the door to the driver’s seat opened and Adam entered the van carrying the lady’s handbag.

“Nobody saw what happened and there doesn’t seem to be any sign of law enforcement officers, so it could be a little while before anyone realises that you are missing.” He said as he closed the door and started up the engine.

A little while? I keep to myself during the weekends and no one ever contacts me, so the first that anyone will know that I have been kidnapped will be at noon on Monday when I fail to turn up for work. By that time the trail will be cold and you will have got away with abducting me.

As the van pulled away from the sidewalk, Gianna started to feel every little bump in the road through the floor of the vehicle, and although she tried to do what happens in movies or books where the heroine picks up on sounds as clues, the victim realised that this was as fanciful as everything else. Although the helpless woman had no means of measuring time, it felt to her as if she had been travelling for more than an hour when the vehicle halted for just a few seconds before a final forward movement that lasted about the same length of time.

We must have come to a stop then. Maybe he’ll change his mind about what he wants to do to me. After all, if he had no qualms about keeping me and then selling me off, why would he bother with the disguise? There would be no chance if me ever being a witness against him, so knowing what he looks and sounds like does not matter in the slightest. Is there another reason why you are keeping your identity from me?

Adam left his seat and stepped into the rear part of the van where Gianna was lying down before he opened the toolbox and retrieved a long bladed knife which caused the damsel to struggle in her bonds. “Oh, don’t be such an idiot, whore. I have no intention of cutting you up as you are too valuable to me in one piece, and damaged goods are impossible to sell.” Out of the corner of her left eye, Gianna could see him leaning over her and after a swift motion with the knife, her ankles were released from her feet and she could stretch out her legs on the floor of the van. “Now to get you out of here and take you to your nice little kidnap cell.” She was grabbed by the arms before she was dragged over the sliding door, and she was placed in a sitting position with the tips of her feet almost touching the door.

When the door was pulled open, Gianna could see that she was inside a garage which explained why he the van had stopped for a few seconds before the final movement. You must have used some kind of automatic opening device while you approached your house, so you have even denied me a brief moment outside when I could have called for help..

“I’m going to help you outside the van and put you on your feet, as you are going to hop to your new home, or should I say prison, under your own power. All you need to do is follow the signs.” Adam took hold of Gianna’s feet which were pulled so that she was dragged until her legs or out of the doorway, and he went behind her so that her could left her up using her waist until she was standing outside of the black van. When she turned her head to the right, she could see the open door that must lead from the garage to the main house, and she saw the sign with the arrow which read “This way to the Slut’s Cell.” Even though the woman was terrified of what was going to happen to her, this did not prevent her from getting angry at noticing the sign and being expected to just hop along quietly to her fate.

You bastard, you fucking bastard! If you think that I am going to be some meek little lamb that is going to be trotted off to the slaughterhouse without so much as a bleat, you are very much mistaken. You have made a mistake when you said that you wouldn’t use that knife on me, as this means I know what your limits are, and even though I may fail in the end, you are going to have to make me submit by force to anything that you want. These delays may only be small victories, but at least it’ll be better than nothing.

Cassidy’s Kidnapping Part 28

“Kǎodǎ, I do not think that Cassandra will make herself fall over, so perhaps we should think about doing something else to our captive just in case we cannot successfully encourage her.”

“Well, I do have another idea about what we can do with our slut if she wishes to disobey us, as she should be punished for her act of rebellion. However, we should first see if this whore who is trying to seduce our madam, is worthy of redemption by following our orders.”

You must be planning something even worse for me if I fail to obey your commands, but how can I fall forward when I know what the consequences will be when my face smashes against the floor? I just wish that I could speak to you right now and convince you that I have no intention of taking Madam Sǐwáng away from you, but this gag prevents me from saying anything. The sad part is that I understand that she has been your mother ever since you were orphaned by those monsters, and the irony is that I am still sympathetic towards you even though you are torturing me.

“Now whore, it is time for you to push yourself over so that you can entertain us by your suffering. Please do so now, otherwise we may inflict a special punishment on you.” Kǒngbù said and although Cassidy attempted to move herself forward, she discovered that her own self-preservation took over when her sense of balance went past a certain point, which meant that she was unable to go any further.

I can’t do it, I just can’t do it! Can’t you see that this is impossible for me as I am just too afraid of going falling over. Please have mercy on me, and bring an end to this torment.

“Kǒngbù, look how bad our prisoner is by being so rebellious. I think that it is time to make her suffer for this act, and this time we will be able to justify this with our Madam as we can truly say that this is a punishment for her bad behaviour.”

What are you planning to do to me?

Kǎodǎ continued “That is the best thing as she will not be able to complain about what we are about to do this time, as she did tell us that we may deliver any correction that we see fit when she refused to obey us.”

“So, Kǎodǎ, what suitable action do you have in mind for our stupid slut?”

“Nothing that would cause her any physical harm, but her humiliation would be far beyond anything that she has had to cope with so far. After all, just look at these four lovely locations.” Cassidy felt fingers touch her neck before they moved to half way down her back before the captive realised that hands were on either side of her hips, and after a few seconds the full horror of what was going to happen to her.

These are the places where the strings of my bikini are knotted together! OMG, you can’t be thinking of untying the bows as that will mean my clothing will fall to the floor! That’s what you are going to do to me; you are going to strip me naked in front of the entire world! There’s nothing I can do to stop you, and your leader may even accept your comments about me not following your orders.

“Kǎodǎ, if our captive does not do what we ask, then we can only assume that she wants her bikini to be removed from her body. If the slut continues to behave in this manner, which knot shall we untie first?”

“Kǒngbù, let’s keep that as a surprise for our helpless harlot, so that she will not be able to prepare herself for this fun. However, we should give our piece of trash one last chance to follow our instructions, so that we will be able to justify our punishment of this thing to our leader.”

“Actually, I want to remove the tape from our captive’s lower face as I want to hear this slut scream as she hurtles towards the floor. I’m sure that her cry of fear will provide us with a lot of pleasure.”

“Go ahead Kǒngbù,, and I am sure tht our useless bound woman will appreciate a reprieve from her punishment, however short it will be.” As Cassidy attempted to struggle in her bonds, the tape over her nose was pulled away which at least allowed her to whimper again and once the material was removed from over her mouth, the helpless lady started to beg and plead through her from her ball-gagged lips.

“Listen to the whore moan, Kǎodǎ. Oh, sorry, that was not intentional but it was good. We are going to give you one last chance to follow our instructions, or face the consequences of your failure to act.”

This time, Cassidy tried her best to lean forward in the hope that she could avoid the cruel fate that awaited her, but just like before it was her own survival instincts that prevented her from being able to what the two captors wanted. No matter how much I try, it’s something that I’m just unable to achieve, as it would be just like forcing me to jump off a cliff No, please don’t, I don’t want to be naked in front of millions of people! After a few seconds of hesitation, there were nails touching the back of the helpless woman and they seemed to move around which caused her to squirm in fear of her impending nudity. You’re going to remove my bikini top first, I’m sure of it! After all, if you remove my briefs then there is nothing more you can do to me, but by exposing my breasts you can add humiliation to humiliation. Cassidy’s worst fears were confirmed as she felt hands on either side of her neck with the fingers inching towards the spot where the top bra knot was, and she twisted her body as best she could in the hope that she could stop herself from being exposed to anyone who may be watching on their computers.

However, the captive was twisting and squirming so much in her terror that her sense of balance was ignored, with the result that the bound woman did not realise that she had lent too far forward until it was too late…

NO! NO! NOOOOOOO! There were two short shrieks from the doomed prisoner, once she realised that she was going to fall and there was nothing she could do to halt her inevitable impact with the hard floor. For a moment, it seemed to her as if she was hanging in the air as she started her long scream, and the beginning was almost in slow motion as the change was slow. However, before any time had passed, the angular change in the position of the terrified woman started to accelerate, and the image that filled her mind was that of her mangled and bloody face after her features were ruined by the fall…

In an instant, the scream of the woman stopped as her face was covered by the soft material that she had fallen onto and the first thing that she noticed was the shrieking laughter from the two ladies that had fooled her into thinking that she was going to end up with a disfigured face.

“Oh that was just so funny, Kǎodǎ. Our whore was screaming all of the way down in sheer horror, even though she wasn’t going to be hurt in the process. This is just so priceless.”

“Plus the fact that we did tell her that she was going to do this to herself, and this is exactly what happened to the stupid slut. Pretending that we were going to strip her naked in front of everyone was enough to make her forget about her situation, so that she would end up toppling over and landing face down on the very soft and thick mattress.”

You monsters, this is what you had planned for me all along! You had no intention of causing me any injury or stripping me naked, but you wanted to make sure that this is the result. The worst part of this is that I was completely fooled by you, and everyone will have seen it. Oh no! It was at this moment that the helpless woman realised that something was very wrong about her current situation when she tried to breathe in, as the material was so soft and thick that it had moulded around her face in a perfect fit/ I can’t breathe! I CAN’T BREATHE! She started to struggle as much as she could once she understood the nature of her predicament, but given her level of bondage the best she could manage was a little squirming on top of the mattress. Help me, can’t you see that I am suffocating?

Any hope of immediate rescue of Cassidy from her peril by her captors, were dashed when she heard another bout of laughter from the two women which meant that they were taking even more pleasure in her torture.

“Kǎodǎ, we forgot to take into account that the bindings of her arms prevent her from being able to turn her head. Plus, it forces her face forward so that it is buried into the mattress, which means that there is a perfect seal around that silly face of hers.”

“Kǒngbù, much as this is entertaining to us, I doubt that our Madam will appreciate us allowing our prisoner to asphyxiate, so perhaps we should let her breathe. Could you be so kind as to lift her up a little?”

By this time, Cassidy had become frantic as her chest was heaving while her lungs felt as if they were burning, and she screamed as the rope running from her wrists to her crotch was held before it was pulled up. At least her face was free from the mattress, even though her shoulder joints were on fire, but she only managed a few breaths before she was dropped back onto the mattress which meant that her face was covered again. “I am sorry Kǎodǎ, but I was not able to hold our captive up for long, so we may have a problem in keeping the slut safe.”

Please, do something! I don’t think that I can last much longer!

“Kǒngbù, just stay there and lift when I tell you to, as a dead Cassandra will be more trouble than she is worth.” There was a pause for a few seconds with the captive continuing her futile struggling while she hoped that something would happen to bring an end to her latest torture. “Lift!” A screech escaped the muffled lips of the helpless lady as the crotch rope was pulled again and her body was raised up, while it seemed as if something was moved from under her body. When the lady was lowered back onto the floor, she had never thought that she would be so grateful to feel the cold, hard concrete surface underneath her body.

There was a cry of surprise from the helpless lady as the last strip of tape was ripped away from over her eyes, and she blinked for a few times before her eyes adjusted to the light with her noticing that one of the columns was on her left side. There was touching at her wrists which was followed a few seconds later by the loosening of the tension of the rope that ran between the prisoner’s legs, but this brought her attention back to the ache that was at the centre of her erotic torment.

“What should we do with our helpless whore, Kǒngbù? After all, we want to do something different to her concerning her restraints.”

“Perhaps we should make our tart a bit more highly strung and make sure that she remains tense. I think that I have an idea for this if you will help with the pulling.”

Can’t you just let me rest for a little while? After all, I would have thought you two would have had your fill of tormenting me at the moment. She noticed that someone’s fingers were at the back of her waist for a second before they went up to her hands and a cord was taken between her arms above her wrist ropes. Why are you putting the crotch rope back on me? You did remove it in the first- no! As the cord was pulled harder, Cassidy discovered that it wasn’t the crotch rope as her feet were lifted off the floor and soon her knees were bent at an angle which caused a strong discomfort to the defenceless woman. The rope that’s tied to the middle of the bamboo pole, that’s what you have pulled around my wrists! If you pull any harder, it’s going to cause me some major problems.

It wasn’t long before the rope was pulled tighter and the bound woman cried out as the limbs at her hips and shoulders were forced back, which started the aching in her joints. Soon the tension in the rope increased and the aching become more severe until it felt as if a flame had been lit in her hips and shoulders, with the woman moaning from the torment. One more quick pull on the cord elicited a scream from the captive and there was more touching at her hands which she thought might have been the rope being tied off. This is horrible! My arms and legs are stretched again, and this time my knees are in torment because my lower legs are at an angle, as well as being pulled back.

“Kǎodǎ, I think that we have got our kidnap victim well and truly tensed with that rope, but what shall we do with the crotch rope?”

“I have got a good idea for that, seeing as we have a rope running through the upper ring on this pillar. This can be put to good use for adding an extra torment to this harlot of ours.”

Aren’t you two ever satisfied? It’s already bad enough with my limbs bent in this way, and now you two want to add more to this.

“I will just tie one end of this rope to the crotch rope of this helpless lady and then pull on the other end.” Cassidy yelped as the cord between her legs became tight again and the pressure increased as Kǎodǎ pulled on the rope so that it became a torment to the prisoner. “That knot should hold it in place. Now let’s see if we can have some fun using this rope.” A moment later, the bound lady heard a twanging sound which caused the flame of her desire to be fuelled, when the crotch rope vibrated against the most sensitive area of her body.

Oh shit! This feeling between my legs was just starting to die down when you did this to me, and my suffering is going to start all over again. Twang after twang was heard as the captors flicked their fingers against the taught rope and soon Cassidy started to moan as the feeling of lust between her legs grew stronger. As the new teasing continued, a fresh suffering started as the woman started to writhe as a result of the heat between her legs and she started to cry out in pain as well with the extra strain added to her joints as a result.

At least you can’t make this torture any worse for me than it already is.

“I do not think that we can do any more to our slut of a slave at the moment, Kǒngbù. Cassandra is already stretched as much as possible and this crotch rope cannot be made any tighter.”

“Actually, that is why I have bound the pole to her wrists in this way, as I had an idea how to add more torture to her already strained bondage. I will whisper in your ear how to make this thing at our feet suffer even more.”

Just when I thought that my current predicament couldn’t get any worse, you have an idea to make it more of a torture for me. There was a begging sound from the woman on the floor as she responded to the comments that were made by Kǒngbù, but her pleas were met with derisory laughter from the duo who delighted in making her captivity a misery.

“Thank you for the information, Kǒngbù. I notice that our whiney whore is back to her pathetic self in hoping for us to be kinder to her. Well, you useless prisoner, it is not going to work on us, and we are going to take great pleasure in teaching you how it is wrong for you to steal the affections of our Madam.”

No, have mercy on me, I don’t want to steal your Madam from you, and that is never going to happen. I just wish that you could understand me, but even if I could speak, you two would refuse to listen, and speaking to Madam Sǐwáng may very well end up making the situation worse. AAAAHH! Another scream was emitted by the woman as the fire in her hips and shoulders was converted into pure agony, and it took a moment for the pain to weaken before she could realise that her new torture had something to do with the rope between her wrists and the pole.

“You were right, Kǒngbù. All we have to do is press down on the tight rope with our boots and we can make the slut scream out as if she was a stuck piggy. How about it little piggy, do you want to cry out for us again?”

As the prisoner shrieked and shrieked again, her world became one of pure torment and it was only when her captors halted for a few seconds before continuing that she wondered when it was going to end…

(To Be Continued)

Petra Marsh: The Easter Abduction - Part 17

Petra’s eyes were transfixed on the scene that was unfolding in front of her as Kendra started to unbutton the blouse of her niece, starting from the top button and finishing at the bottom with the result that a thin sliver of flesh showed between the two panels of the front. OMG, you aren’t even wearing a bra! The aunt took hold of the front of the blouse, so that she could pull the panels apart and the niece almost appeared to pant as she reacted to the exposure of her full breasts. As the helpless Petra continued to watch what was happening to Diana, she realised that she was also breathing faster as the embers of lust between her legs burst into flame. Kendra pulled the garment back and down so that the item of clothing was around the wrists of the new captive, before bringing her hands back around to the front of Diana’s body. Petra’s gasp occurred at the same time as the niece’s; as the mound of the young woman’s bountiful breasts were cupped by the aunt, who started to knead the supple flesh as well as teasing the nipples.

OMG, this is really starting to turn me on. I never imagined that I would see something like this happening in front of me! Kendra planted a series of sweet little kisses on the right side of the neck of her niece, who tilted her head to the left as she sighed along with each tender touch to her skin. After a few minutes of this gentle closeness, Kendra pulled back, took a pair of handcuffs out of the bags along with a set of keys and pulled the arms of her niece behind her back. The woman in the stocks heard two sets of familiar clicking sounds after a few seconds had passed and she realised what the aunt had done to her own helpless prisoner. You’ve cuffed Diana’s elbows together. Not only are you stripping your niece naked, but you are subjecting her to strict bondage as well.

“You look so good with your elbows joined together like that, my slave of a niece. I just have to remove your blouse now.” Diana’s blouse was lifted up for a moment so that Kendra could access the locks on the cuffs with her keys and the cuffs were removed a second later, along with the blouse. The cuffs were reattached to the wrists of the niece who was remaining compliant and the aunt undid the trousers of the younger woman before pulling the garment down to her ankles, before doing the same with the black lace panties that covered the niece’s modesty.

Your cheeks are growing red, Diana, is it because this has never happened to you in front of another woman before? Another pair of cuffs were retrieved from the bag which were used by the aunt to secure the ankles of her niece together before the trousers and panties were removed from the feet of the captive. I have always wanted to see you naked and bound, but I never expected to see it happen, let alone be a spectator while your own aunt did it.

“There are two more things to make your slavery complete, my precious niece. Open your mouth wide.” Kendra turned her niece around so that her left side was to the prisoner in the stocks, before taking another item out of the bag with several straps.

That item seems to have a large ring in the middle, just like the one that is keeping my mouth open, so it may be a gag of some kind. However mine has only two straps while this device has something like five.As Petra looked on, the ring was placed between the teeth of the helpless niece, while the two main straps were taken around to the back of her neck over her hair where they were buckled together to the tightest possible notch, which made it look as if the straps were biting into the captive’s cheeks. Kendra took hold of what appeared to be an inverted Y which was connected to the main strap on either side of the ring and took it over the head of the captive so that it could be connected to the two main straps. The two small straps which hung underneath the parts of the Y strap were buckled together under the chin of the helpless lady, and Petra watched as the niece attempted to move her jaw which was locked in place by the straps

That is really effective at binding a bondage prisoner’s mouth, and the extra straps scream ‘slavery’ to anyone who looks at the gag. At least mine allows a little movement of my jaw while your mouth would probably start to ache before too long.

“Okay slave, stick your tongue out and leave it there until I tell you to put it back in your mouth.” There was a moment’s hesitation from the blushing niece, but she extended her tongue as far as she could through the ring that kept her mouth wide open, and even moved the tip up and down a little. Kendra smiled as she embraced her naked niece in bondage and the woman placed her mouth around the exposed tongue of the captive, before sealing her lips so that she could suck on the flesh. After a minute had gone by, Kendra continued to suck while she pulled her head back, and spent the next few minutes poking her tongue out so that she could caress the tongue of her niece.

Oh wow, that was so intense.

“You can put your tongue away, slave and it is time that you wear your symbol of servitude.” Kendra said as she took out an item that appeared to be a black leather belt, but instead of being long and narrow, it was short and wide with four D- rings attached to it. This item was placed around the neck of the helpless niece who had withdrawn her tongue back into her mouth, the ends were buckled together and a small padlock was used to secure the buckle so that the strap could not be removed without having the key.

The collar around your niece’s neck makes her look like a true slave. What occurred next was a complete shock to the prisoner in the stocks, as Kendra bent her legs and body so that her head was the same level as her niece’s chest. A sigh escaped the gagged mouth of the younger woman as a series of sweet little kisses were landed on the mounds of her breasts and her face seemed to turn even redder. Soon, the kisses turned into playful bites as the aunt sucked the soft flesh into her mouth and it was clear that the niece was becoming more aroused by the soft moans that she was making. What are you doing to Diana now? Oh My-. Kendra was kissing and biting the nipples of the helpless slave, while her right hands was caressing the captive’s Mound of Venus, and it appeared that the lady was being driven to distraction as her moans became cries, with her hips thrusting against the hand that touched her.

“It’s time that you started other duties, slave, such as attend to the feet of our slave in the stocks.” Kendra said as she pulled away from the bound lady, who was very disappointed that the love making was brought to an abrupt halt, and the nude shook her head in protest. This provoked an immediate response from her aunt, who held her niece close to her body with her left hand while raising her right. “You. Will. Do. As. I. Say!” Kendra said and each word was accompanied by the sound of a hard spank delivered by Kendra’s against Diana’s bottom, along with a loud squeal from the slave. “Now, hop over to our slave in the stocks so that you are standing in front of her.” There was a moment of hesitation from the bound woman, but she turned left and hopped towards Petra, until she was standing right in front of the stocks while Kendra put the clothes in the bag and walked over to where the niece was standing. “I will help you to kneel on the floor, slave.” Diana’s body was held by her aunt who helped her down to the floor, before the woman took out a pair of handcuffs which she took behind the back of the slave and there was the sound of the cuffs being tightened. “That should keep you in place, slave. Now, attend to Slave Petra’s feet.”

that is mean, cuffing your niece’s wrists to her ankles, now she will be stuck in a kneeling position- oh, that feels so good. Petra moaned in pleasure as her right big toe was enveloped by the gagged mouth of the niece, whose tongue started to caress the member, but this did not distract her from noticing Kendra taking out another collar from the bag. Oh come on, you don’t mean to turn me into your personal slave? Oh shit! The aunt walked around the set of stocks with the bag and collar and although Petra struggle with all of her might, she was unable to stop the object from being taken around her neck, where it was buckled and padlocked. When it was mentioned this morning that I would be a slave, I thought that it was a joke. Now I’m going to be treated as a slave.

There was another sigh from the enslaved Petra as the helpless niece started on her left big toe, and she writhed in the stocks as the aunt started to walk towards the door. “I am going to get changed into my clothes of office, as they will be far more suitable for the current situation.” As Kendra left the room and closed the door behind her, Petra looked back at the kneeling captive in front of her who was starting to go down the left foot, licking and sucking each toe in turn.

Soon, it was the turn of Petra’s right feet to be attended to as one after another; each toe was taken into the mouth of the niece who ran her tongue around the member before sucking at it. By this time, Petra had closed her eyes and writhed in the stocks as the heat in her loins grew stronger over time, and she surrendered to the moment which meant that she didn’t notice the door opening.

“I see that my stock slave is enjoying herself, while my other captive pleasures her feet.” Petra opened her eyes before looking up at the doorway, and her heart skipped a beat as her eyes opened wide to take in the image of Kendra in her new outfit. The aunt was wearing a black long-sleeved vinyl catsuit, which had a zip running from her neck to between her legs, along with a wide belt from which hung two black items and on her head she wore a peaked vinyl cap with a domino mask over her upper face. Her feet were bare, as were her hands but she carried a chair in her right hand, while her left held onto a black shiny case, and as she moved closer, Petra could see what was hanging from her belt on the woman’s right side. One item appeared to have a circular shaft from which hung many flexible strips, while the other was a black leather strip about 18 inches long and two and a half inches wide before narrowing at the top, and there were studs running around the edge.

OMG, you look every inch a mistress in your clothing, and those objects hanging from your belt must be for punishing your slaves. Kendra put the chair down on the floor close to the two slaves, before putting her case down beside it and she sat down on the chair with her right leg crossed over the thigh of the left.

“Do you like my clothing, slave Petra? Your reaction suggests that you were impressed.”

Yes, it is very imposing and authoritative, just the way that a dominatrix should be. I wonder if Diana has an outfit just like this, or is hers based on another idea? As Petra looked at the new ‘Dominatrix’ Kendra before nodding her head, she discovered that seeing her captor like this made her even more aroused and she was getting to the point when her flame was starting to become a major tease to her body. Diana can’t tickle me as her hands are cuffed behind her back and I don’t know if my mistress will play with my feet to make me climax.

“It’s time to vary your routine, my kneeling slave, so slowly lick the soles of our slave in the stocks as well.” Kendra said, but there was no response from the captive as she continued to pay attention to Petra’s toes, so Kendra rose from her chair to stand behind the kneeling lady. She took the flat item from her belt using her right hand and raised her arm into the air before bringing it across the bottom of her niece in a diagonal blow, which caused the surprised young lady to squeal.

“Oh, that was just a little love tap to get your attention, as you did not hear me the first time.” Kendra said, putting the item back on her belt. “Now, you are to vary the routine by licking the soles of our captive’s feet. Do you understand this time, or do I have to deliver another spank that cute and sexy bottom of yours.”

Diana turned her head up to face her mistress and she nodded to let the woman know that she had listened this time, before starting to lick the soles of Petra’s feet. “That is good slave, but if you don’t pay attention next time, I might not go so easy on you, and you may even end up with a red bottom as a result. Just in case you don’t know Petra, this is my personal paddle which I use on disobedient slaves and the other item is my flogger.”

Kendra sat down on the chair for the next few minutes as her niece ran her tongue over the feet of the captive in the stocks who found that she couldn’t stop moaning and giggling as her writhing on the seat became constant. Please, I’m being driven to distraction by Diana’s tongue, but I need something extra to make me come.

“Stop playing with Petra’s feet for a minute, my slutty slave.” Kendra commanded as she opened her case before taking out a pair of scissors and a ball of twine. “I shall prepare our kidnap victim for the next part of her torment.” The case was closed, put down on the floor and the woman cut off a length of twine with the scissors before she approached Petra’s right foot and tied one end of the twine to the right big toe of the captive. Kendra threaded the other end of the twine through the front D-ring on Petra’s collar, before pulling it tight and tying the other end to the left big toe of the kidnap victim.

I can’t move my feet! You have tied them into position and it must be for a reason. What are you doing now, Kendra? Petra was surprised to see her mistress walk around the stocks so that the woman was now behind the helpless captive who was getting worried about what was going to happen next.

“Turn your head to the right, my sweet stocks slave and poke your tongue out. Diana, continue to slowly lick the feet of our helpless lady so that she can receive more pleasure from you.” As Petra turned her head to the right before poking her tongue out through the gap that the ring-gag made, she started to giggle as the strokes over her soles had a greater effect.

It’s become far more ticklish and I think that it’s because the piece of string is holding my feet in place. I’d hate to think what would happen if Kendra gave my soles a severe tickling right now. Petra’s train of thought was interrupted as her tongue was covered by Kendra’s mouth, while a pair of hands started to caress the mounds of her breasts which added more fuel to her flames of lust. I’m so close now, all I need is a little more and I will climax. As the unusual kiss continued for the captive, her tongue was caressed by her mistress’s and she felt her nipples being played with as they were gripped between forefinger and thumb. Oh wow, this is wonderful, I’m being pleasured by two women at once and one of them is in bondage as well. OMG! There was a squeal from the restrained woman as her captor’s right hand went down her body until it started to caress her Mound of Venus, while the mistress withdrew her mouth from that of her slave.

“Now, Diana, tickle the feet of my sexy slave.”

Tickle me? How can you do this with your hands behind your back? That’s imposs- hahahaha nononono stopstopstop!  Petra was almost screaming out her laughs as Diana’s tongue flicked at a rapid speed of the sole of the woman’s right foot, and a few seconds later the torment turned to the left sole of the shrieking prisoner. Given her present state of extreme arousal, the caressing of her breasts and her intimacy, and the tickling of her feet, there could only be one possible outcome for the helpless damsel.

I’m gonna come, I’m Gonna Come. I’m GONNNNNA! Petra emitted a long scream in between her laughter, and she convulsed in the stocks as the ecstasy of her orgasm engulfed her very being, making her oblivious to anything else...

(To Be Continued.)