Petra Marsh: The Easter Abduction - Part 26

It wasn’t long before breakfast was finished in which both of the captives were given enough to eat and drink and Petra wondered what was going to happen to her and Diana. I would have thought that you have placed our ball-gags back in, but you have left the room, presumably with the utensils that you used to feed us with. I wonder if you have left us alone like this, so that we might say something and end up getting punished as a result. Given what has already happened to me while I have been at your mercy, I have no desire to tempt fate.

Although the helpless woman had no idea how long the mistress had been out of the room, she assumed that it might have been no more than ten minutes when she heard soft footsteps when the captor entered the room. “You will both be trying out some new pieces of equipment this morning and seeing as these restraints might be heavier than what you pair are used to, especially you Petra, it might be sensible to have some fun on the bed for a while longer. To this end, both of you are to open your mouths wide.”

Why didn’t you just put the ball-gags back on us? I can only think that we are going to have to wear a different type of gag. Knowing that disobedience would just get her punished, the slave acted as she was instructed and it felt to her as if some type of leather circle had been placed between her teeth, with a strap going from either side to the back of neck where the ends were buckled together. This must mean that you will want us to use our tongues this morning. A moan to the left of the restrained woman was followed by the soft sound of leather sliding on metal, which suggested that Diana’s mouth was also forced open with a ring gag.

“Now, it is time to get you two into position so that we can all enjoy ourselves.” Petra was unsure about which way she was facing at the moment and as she was turned around while made to lie on her right side, the lady ended up losing all sense of direction. What she did understand was that the movement behind her was Diana who was being placed in a similar position and it seemed to her as if something had brushed her toes. “I am going to get myself into position before I given you further instructions.” Kendra said as Petra heard the rubbing of vinyl against the surface of the bed and as this continued for a few seconds, something pushed into her nose, along with her cheek.

Were those your toes? Are you going to make my worship your feet again? I wouldn’t be surprised, as we were more than a little tired at the end of last night.

“Now, my sexy slaves, it is time for you two to lick and kiss some dainty digits.” A big toe was thrust through the ring of Petra’s gag and the lady proceeded to kiss, lick and suck it as best she could, given the restrictions placed on her mouth in her current situation. As she did so, the woman began to moan as the same thing happened to one of her toes and the attention that she was both giving and receiving was beginning to make her feel that special warmth between her legs again.

This is turning out to be a lovely morning after all and I hope that this goes on for a while. Diana must be at an unusual position on the bed if her head is at my feet, but this is only possible while both of us are hogtied as my feet are pulled up to my bottom. Petra surrendered to the pleasurable moment and lost all track of time as she worshipped Kendra’s feet while hers were paid attention to in return.

“It is time to stop for a while, as I think that Diana should have more of the fun for a while.”

I was enjoying this so much as well, but it is only fair that Diana’s feet get some attention. The restrained woman’s body was held by her legs, before she was pulled both forward and down on the bed for a few feet and then the lady was turned over to her left side. This must have been how Diana was positioned on her side of the bed and the sound of someone being moved must be my fellow captive going into the same type of place that I was. That must have been your big toe that just brushed against my mouth.

“Okay my slaves, you have to lick and suck again.” There was a moan from the niece as Petra set to work on her toes and there was more than a little squirming from the prisoner who was stuck in the middle, with the kidnapped lady writhing in her own bonds.

You seem to be enjoying this even more than I did. I hope that it doesn’t stop just yet as we will end up in the new restraints that Kendra was talking about. While this session continued, the bound captive again paid no attention to the time until Diana’s behaviour went through a sudden change...

Petra was sucking on one of Diana’s big toes when the feet of the niece began to jerk, with the young woman making urgent sounds through her gag as the pulling on her hogtie chain became quite audible. For a few seconds, Petra was puzzled by Diana’s behaviour, until she realised why the follow captive was acting like this and this knowledge caused her own body to react in a sympathetic manner as she realised that she was in the same situation. OMG! You need to take a bathroom break very soon, by the why you are struggling and it’s also alerted me to the fact that I need one as well. Kendra, you can’t leave us like this! Please! Within moments, there was a chorus of two captives on the bed, struggling against their bonds along with begging and pleading to their captor to be released from their predicament.

“I see that you two need a little help. Don’t worry Petra, it is one of our top rules that we never use this situation to torment someone who is helpless. I will remove the chains that bind your wrists to your ankles and help you to sit at the edge of the bed so that you can be taken to the toilet.”

Thank goodness for that, I was worried for a moment that you might use this to torture us, but it seems that there are areas that do remain taboo. By the sounds coming from the other side of the bed, Petra thought that Kendra was in a hurry and this seemed to be confirmed by a tinkling sound that came from the table. That must be the keys to the padlocks that keep us restrained in a hogtie, so we will be able to go and take our break in a few moments.A little increased pressure on the wrists and ankles of the lady was followed by the sound of metal inserting into metal and the unwrapping of the chain around her wrists and ankles.

“Just remain still for a moment, while I remove the chain that keeps Diana hogtied.” Petra remained in position while she heard similar sounds coming from in front of her which was followed by movement across the bed and the woman was taken across the bed so that she could be placed in a sitting position with her lower legs over the side of the bed. “There is just one last thing to do.” A click below the captive’s chin was repeated by one to the left of her and a gentle tug against her collar left her in no doubt as to what her mistress had attached to her.

You’ve attached those leashes to us again, so that we have no choice but to go wherever you want to. I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to this part of my captivity.

“Come on my slaves, time for you two to have our noses powdered.” After a much sharper tug on her collar, Petra stood at the side of the bed before shuffling forward with her cheeks turning red as she left the room...

Petra felt as if the sides of her face were burning as she was led back to her bedroom and she wondered just what was going to happen as she was guided back to sitting on the bed. “Your restraints will be changed first, my pretty Petra, then I will deal with my own niece.”

I just hope that it isn’t too uncomfortable. Pressure of the collar against the neck of the bound woman was followed by an unlocking noise and then the item of bondage was taken away from her body.

“I need to remove this, but everything else can stay on you until I am finished. Now, you are to remain still unless I guide your body. This is not just because I am your mistress, but also because I do not want there being any possibility of you getting hurt. That goes for you as well, my niece. Now, lean your body just a little forward with your chin lifted up.”

As soon as the captive Petra obeyed that instruction, something smooth enclosed her neck and the sound of wood on wood was followed by the insertion of metal into wood along with a metal on metal sound which the prisoner recognised. That sounds like a nut and bolt being screwed together. This means that my new restraints are made from wood, seeing as the object around my neck is heavy and they are going to be fastened into place with basic nuts and bolts. I’m probably going to look like a slave from medieval times at this rate. It only took a few seconds for the elbows and wrists of the woman to be unlocked and her hands were brought around to her front, where they were placed a certain distance apart. Something wooden went around both wrists, another metal bolt was put through the item on her left side and her restrained hands were brought closer to her neck when there were two more bolts tightened. Whatever the bonds around my wrists are, they have in some way been attached to the item at me neck. A few experimental tugs confirmed to the slave that her arms were again immobilised and the release of her legs from the cuff padlocks was followed by her ankles being placed about a foot apart with something wooden enclosing them and this was locked into place with another bolt.

“I’m going to remove your old restraints from your body. When I remove your gag, you are to open your mouth as wide as you can, while poking your tongue out as far as possible.” It took a few minutes for the old bonds to be removed except for the blindfold and when the ring-gag was unbuckled, Petra followed the order with her tongue extended as far as it could go.

I must look very silly at the moment, but why do you want me to do this? Ow! There was a sudden sharp pressure on the top and bottom of the tongue of the lady and this increased when two nuts on either side were screwed down. You’ve enclosed my tongue between two pieces of wood which are also between my teeth and I can’t even close my mouth without making the situation worse for myself.

“You look wonderful like this Petra, a perfect slave girl from days gone by. Now I will prepare my delightful Diana in the same manner, then you can both see how you are bound.”

This gag is already a little uncomfortable and there’s a little trickle of saliva that is coming from the right side of my mouth. I hope you don’t take too long in getting Diana prepared, so I can at least see the new kind of bondage that I have been placed in. After a while, there was a cry from Diana which suggested that the niece was also gagged and the kidnapped woman was helped up off the bed before she was made to turn to the left.

“I am removing your blindfolds now, so that the pair of you can see what you look like. Do not open your eyes until I tell you to.” As Petra waited, she heard the sound of two straps being unbuckled in front of her and this was followed by the same noise behind her, along with the end of the pressure against her eyelids. “You can both open your eyes now.”

There was a gasp from each of the captives as they saw the new restraints that held them captive and Petra thought that they would not be able to free themselves, even though there wasn’t a lock in site. It was the pressure on her tongue that forced her to look at Diana’s face, with the two thin strips of wood pressing on the niece’s tongue and a metal bolt with a wing nut holding the younger lady’s tongue in place.

The bonds on the ankles were almost like a pair of stocks, two pieces of wood with two semicircles cut into them and two eyeholes on the front of the rear piece were matched with two poking out eyelets on the front part which slotted into the eyehole part on the rear. That’s very clever, one of the eyelets with a bolt can act like a hinge so that the other end can be opened and closed, with the second bolt used to lock it in place.The restraints that were on the captive’s neck and wrists looked very interesting, with the two parts of the neck bonds making a square with a hole cut out of it. Just like the ankle bonds, there were two sets of eyeholes/eyelets so that it could be used to go around the neck of the prisoner with the addition of two extra eyeholes at the front. The wrist bonds were rectangular with the same length as the square collar and they worked in the same way as the ankle restraints, but with the addition of two extra eyelets which were bolted to the neck part.

This makes it look as if the neck and wrist bonds could be used independently of each other and I notice that there are holes at the front and back halfway between the left and right sides of these bonds, so they might be places for rope to be tied to.

“You two need to move around the room for a while so that you can get used to your lovely new bondage, as the pair of you are going to be restrained in this way for some time.” Petra’s first steps were more than a little halting, as her feet were unable to move in a straight line, with the ankle yoke forcing her feet to move in a small arc before taking another step.

It was easier when my ankles were directly bound together, as all I needed to do was either hop or shuffle along the floor. This way is much more awkward and it is going to take some getting used to, but I should be okay after a while. The neck yoke is heavy, although I should be able to cope with it. I actually think that you wanting us to move around has more to do with the camera in the corner, rather than us becoming used to these unusual bonds. It wouldn’t surprise me if we are streaming right now with lecherous individuals watching our every move. While we have learning how to walk in our bondage, have you placed pillows on the floor by the bed?

“Okay slaves, I want you two to walk over to the pillows with Petra standing in front of the one on the left.”

I think that we are going to end up kneeling in front of you, but the awkwardness of the ankle spreader along with the weight of the neck yoke, will make it almost impossible for us to kneel down by ourselves. Both of the women made their slow, cautious way from their positions in the room, across the floor to the side of the bed, until their toes were almost touching the pillows.

“I seriously doubt that you would be able to kneel down on your own and a fall in your current bondage would be quite dangerous, so I am going to help you both to kneel on the pillows.” Kendra went behind her niece, taking hold of her body just below the armpits, saying “You can relax your legs now Diana, as I have a hold of you.” When the niece’s legs went limp, the mistress took her time in lowering the prisoner to the floor, making sure that the captive’s knees pressed into the pillows before releasing her.

Once Kendra was sure that Diana was not going to fall over, she went behind Petra and held her body in the same manner. “Petra, you can also let your legs go, as that will make it easier for me to lower you.” It took a few seconds for Kendra to ensure that Petra was steady on her knees on the pillow after being lowered, before going around to the bed and sitting on the edge with her feet dangling down.

I’m rubbing shoulders with Diana at the moment so you want us to be close together for what you have planned for us.

Kendra lifted her feet up until they were in the faces of her captives and said “My sexy slaves, start licking my feet again.”

Pepper’s Hostage Horror Part 1

“My first top assignment as the new Sales and Marketing Executive for GENDAWN.” Pepper Sterling said as she pressed her hotel key card against the display by the door and after a few seconds, there was a beep as the bolts slid back into the wall. This left the director opening the door to her room before fumbling with her handbag as she put the key into one of her card slots and she wheeled in her two large luggage cases while carrying her laptop case, pushing the door closed behind her with her right foot.

Now that is what I call a mirror. Stopping for a moment to look around the luxurious room, Pepper ended up staring at herself in the mirror on one wall that went from the floor to the ceiling and took note of her clothing. I hope that this will be okay for the main meetings tomorrow and the day after, as it’s us against DNA-Future and some minor organisations for the new bio-drugs contracts for all of the attending businesses. What am I saying? It’s been good enough when I was marketing our products at a lower level to executives before. I know that I shouldn’t feel guilty about being the new lead in this position, but Ruth is just as good at selling as I am and because of Jane’s sudden retirement, someone had to take over this role. At least we are still good friends and Ruth is an effective assistant. Pepper recalled how Ruth Silvers had also applied for the Sales and Marketing position, but it was clear that the managing director had her own personal preference about who was to be in charge.

Covering the lower legs of the businesswoman were black knee-length patent leather stiletto boots and from her boots to the hem of her black thigh-length miniskirt were black sheer stockings which were held up by a garter belt. When I sit down, that hem just rides up enough to reveal a little of the black band at the top of my stockings and this has proved to be more than a little distracting to many male executives. Plus, it has worked on more than a few of the ladies as well. covering her chest was a white satin blouse which had been adjusted so that it was tight against her abundant assets, with each breath of hers causing the material to strain a little. A black jacket completed her look and this item was unbuttoned before it was placed onto the massive brass bed that dominated the centre of the room and the lady pushed the large cases against the wall so that they would be out of the way. She opened up the laptop case, removing the notebook along with its power supply plus a wired mouse and she set up her equipment, turning a small table with a chair on the other side of the room into a temporary office desk.

Although the most important work will be over the next two days, I mustn’t neglect tonight as I can use the time for preliminary discussions and meetings, and make sure that I have a head start on the competition when the negotiations start tomorrow morning. Working in these rooms is wonderful as they are so soundproofed that someone could be having a wild party next door and you would never hear a thing.  Once the device was activated from hibernation mode, Pepper sat in the chair, applying herself to the work that she needed to do and paying no attention to the door that was behind her...

There was a beeping sound that the lady only half-noticed as there was a loud audio-visual presentation running on her laptop and the quieter noise of sliding bolts went unnoticed. It was the slamming shut of the door that alerted Pepper to the fact that she was not alone and by the time she was able to react to this, it was far too late as her hands were pulled together behind her back.

“Help! Helf!” When the woman screamed for help, she only managed to make two effective calls as a large wad of cloth was stuffed into her mouth, which stifled any further sounds that she attempted to make. A moment later, something was put around her head at the height of the mouth and there was a loud rasping sound which was accompanied by intense pressure against her cheeks along with the back of her neck. That is a zip-tie, you are using a zip-tie to hold that cloth in my mouth! Ow, that hurt! There was another short rasping sound and the plastic became so tight that the edges bit into the flesh of the executive, causing her to yelp from the pain inflicted on her. Her hands were lifted up into the air, which forced her to bend over so that her face was almost pressed into her notebook and another rough sound was heard along with her crying out as her wrists were tormented by the sharp edges on the band of plastic.

A rising feeling of panic was just about halted by the terrified woman as she attempted to work out what was happening to her and if there was some way that she could get out of it. My wrists are bound behind my back and I am also gagged, which means that I cannot fight back or call for help. Even screaming at the start was pointless as these walls are just too thick for anyone to hear me. There are two people involved at the very least and them taking me prisoner was very efficient which shows that they are experienced at what they do. This suggests that they are professionals and that I am their specific target, so my best chance for getting out of this in one piece is to be compliant. At the moment, I have no idea what they want, but it won’t be long before I find out.

“I presume that your company has at the very least instructed you on how to behave in a situation like this. If you have, nod your head.” It sounded like a male voice that had been distorted by some kind of electronic buzzer so that the person’s voice could not be recognised, which was another indication to the prisoner that they were not amateurs.

 My chances of surviving this has increased by a massive amount, now that I know that you are disguising yourselves so that your identities are hidden. I had better answer quickly as I have no desire to test your patience. In order to make sure that her captors realise that she understood what they were saying, the prisoner gave several vigorous nods of her head before waiting for their response.

“That will make this easier for all of us, as you know better than to act like some stupid heroine from a B-Movie who in real life would just get herself killed. We don’t want this to happen and neither do you, so it would be advisable for you to be compliant and follow instructions.”

Even though Pepper was still frightened in her current predicament, she was relieved that the people who had bound and gagged her knew what they were doing and that unless she acted like an idiot, she was going to get out of this in one piece. The most worrying part of this is that you still haven’t told me what you want and not knowing is worse than anything else. Do you want to use my laptop to hack the company? Are you wanting to steal money from the financial group? Could you want our scientific data?

“Now you need to close your eyes. You don’t have to, but it will be far more comfortable if you do.” There was a nod from the helpless lady as she had already closed her eyes when her hands were lifted up into the air, with her face millimetres away from the keyboard and there was pressure against her eyelids before what felt like two straps touching against the side of her head.

That is probably a leather blindfold with two padded areas for the eyes. If my eyelids had been up, I wouldn’t be able to shut them now and it would have become unbearable before long. As the straps of the blindfold pressed against her temples, Pepper felt the ends at the back of her head and the increasing tightness suggested that the blindfold had been buckled into place. Piece by piece, any power or control that I possess is being stripped from me. What is going to be next?

It was almost a relief when whoever held her hands let go and she was able to sit up straight. “Stand up, turn around and we will guide you to the bed. Don’t panic, we have no intention of violating you, but there is a reason that we want you to go to the bed.”

Are you just deceiving me into being compliant, just so I won’t fight until it is too late? No, that is just fear talking, I must keep my feelings under control. As the captive stood up, she could hear the faint sound of the chair legs dragging along the carpet and once she had turned around a hand grasped each of her arms with the pressure encouraging her to move forward. Pepper moved forward, taking small steps until she had to stop when she felt the quilt of the bed brush against her knees and a second hand gripped each arm as if to hold her steady. Just what am I supposed to do now?

“You will be held up and helped onto the bed so that you can kneel. You have to kneel with your knees wide apart and your right ankle will be above your left.”

That is very weird, but cannot do anything except follow your orders. With the prisoner being supported by her arms, it wasn’t difficult for her to lift each foot up so that she could get her legs onto the bed and place herself into a kneeling position. It was much harder to follow the second part of the instructions, as Pepper had to shuffle her legs around on the bed while lifting up her bottom, so that she could put her right ankle above her left. Why do you want me to be like this, as it is most unusual? So that’s why. A now familiar rasping sound came from beneath her with the zip-tie forcing the leather of her boots to press against her ankles and another zip-tie was wrapped around her ankles but this was at a ninety degree ankle to the first. Pepper was still wondering how restrictive her bonds restraining her ankles were when a zip-tie was taken around her right thigh and calf, with another of the plastic lengths used on her left leg in the same manner.

“Now, try to move your legs together and move your body up from the bed.” It took just a few seconds for the lady to realise how helpless she was as the bonds around her ankles prevented her from moving her knees together and the ties around her thighs and calves had locked her legs into a bent position.

I’m immobilised! Not only that, but my legs are wide apart so that my most intimate area is available to you. My arms! She heard the sound of a zip-tie at the same time that her elbows were drawn close together and she was unable to prevent herself from screaming when the front of her skirt moved with fingers brushing against her panties. NO, NO! OH PLEASE DON’T DO THIS TO ME!

“We are professionals.” The voice said as caress against her Mound of Venus stopped. “That does not mean that we would not enjoy taking you, but so long as you are compliant and follow instructions that will not happen. If you fail to do so, then this is a fate that you will suffer, so don’t even think of being a problem. Do you understand?” There was a nod from the helpless woman as the hand was withdrawn from underneath her skirt and she almost slumped forward in her bonds as the fear in her ebbed. “In a minute, your gag and blindfold will be removed and you will be asked two questions. Do not try to be clever in the hopes of sending any hidden messages or lie about who you are, as you will know what will happen to you. Once you have answered the questions you will be gagged and you are to offer no resistance.”

 The blindfold must have been used to control me while I was bound on the bed, so perhaps it’s no longer necessary, at least for the time being. Something passed between the zip-tie and her right cheek and the pressure of the gage was released with a snipping sound that hinted at the cutting of the tie with scissors, before the cloth was pulled out of her mouth. This was followed by fumbling at the back of her head and within a second, the helpless woman realised that she would be able to take in the view.

There’s three of you in hotel uniforms and I can see myself in the mirror. Why is there a video camera on a tripod in front of me? You must want to record me like this. The three bearded criminals were wearing sunglasses, red blazers, black trousers, white shirts and red bow ties and while two of them were on either side of the camera, the third was behind her, holding the blindfold which was put into a large black bag. My guess is that your beards and hair are fake, so that I cannot provide any identification and any image of you on CCTV is just as useless. This is a lot of effort to just get information from my laptop, as you could have just stolen it from me.

“First Question.” Said the man standing behind her. “What is your name?”

“Pepper Sterling.” Surely you already know my name, so why ask me to say it?

“Second Question. What firm do you work for and what is your position?”

“I am the Sales and Marketing Executive for GENDAWN.” Are you just confirming who I am?

“Thank you. Now, open your mouth as wide as you possibly can.”

Why does my mouth need to be that wide for a gag? OMG, that is never going to fit in my mouth! I daren’t put up a fight, though. Pepper opened her mouth just as she had been told, but her eyes went wide as she saw the large red plastic ball with holes that was taken out of the bag and the woman also noticed the long-zip-tie going through the centre of the ball. The man behind her pulled her lower jaw a little further down with his left hand while the ball was forced between her teeth and as the zip-tie was tightened at the back of her neck, she doubted that she would have any chance of pushing the ball out of her mouth with her tongue.

It’s only been in my mouth for a few seconds and my jaw is already starting to ache. Pressing down on the ball only ended up in transferring the ache from her jaw to her teeth and as Pepper looked in the mirror, she could see a trickle of saliva oozing from the right side of her mouth. At least the zip-ties at my elbows and thighs are nowhere near as tight as the ones at my wrists and my gag.

“While I explain the situation to the company, you two are to remove the prisoner’s blouse and skirt.”

You have stripped any control from me and now you strip my clothes? The worst thing is that I dare not even try to stop you! The two men in front of the captive each took scissors out of a blazer pocket, approached her and began to cut away at the two items of clothing, while the criminal behind her spoke to the video camera.

“Hello GENDAWN. By the time you find this recording it will be obvious to you that we have your executive and she has been moved out of your reach. If you wish for her to be returned unharmed, we are to be paid three million dollars.”

You’re kidnapping me! Giving the timing, it can only be one of our rivals behind this as they hope that my removal from this meeting will benefit them. Well, the irony is that Ruth will be able to handle this as well as I can and once word gets out about my kidnapping the companies at the meeting won’t want to touch any of our rivals with a barge-pole. If anything, GENDAWN is going to do very well out of this. I’m sure that I can stand a little humiliation while the director sorts out a ransom for me. I just hope that she doesn’t decide that she can just replace me with Ruth, but she has never been anything but kind.

Within a minute, the blouse and skirt had been shredded and they were pulled away, leaving Pepper kneeling in her black underwear, stockings and boots, with the lady blushing as she noticed that her breasts seemed even larger owing to the fact that her elbows were pulled together behind her back.

“Now, we are going to provide a little demonstration as to why it is not a good idea to cause us any problems. Tighten the bonds around her elbows and legs!” A moment later, Pepper cried out in pain as the zip-ties around her elbows and thighs were pulled so tight that they bit hard into her soft flesh.

Why are you doing this to me? It hurts!

“There is more to come in a minute, just to show how serious we are and the name provided to us by the media should warn you not to play any games with us. We are The Trio of Terror...”

Oh no! Until I’m released, my life is going to be a living hell!

To be continued...

Cassidy’s Kidnapping Part 38

 I must admit that this bondage looks quite impressive and you have done a very good job in making me completely helpless again. Once, I would have wondered why you have bound me like this, but there must be a reason to it which I will discover soon enough. As the captive continued to look at herself in the mirror, she shivered as she saw just how high the thigh ropes were so that they left a very small gap at the top of her legs.It could have been so easy for you two to have pretended that it was a mistake if you touched me and I doubt that I could have convinced Madam Sǐwáng otherwise.

“My assistants have bundled you up well for the next part of tonight’s entertainment and now it is time for them to finish the preparations.”

There was a motion in the corner of the prisoner’s eyes before the blinkers were pushed shut again and the helpless woman felt hands take hold of her body so that she could be guided down to the floor of the ring. Once the lady was in a sitting position, her forearms were taken down to her lower legs and she felt the touch of rope as it was wound around her elbows and knees. You must want the end result to be a surprise if you wish me to remain blindfolded, though I doubt that anything could be that shocking anymore. Within a few seconds, she could sense the pressure on her limbs as the cord was tightened and there was fumbling which would have been caused by the ends of the rope being tied together. Well, I am immobilised, so you can do anything you want to me and I wouldn’t even be able to put up a struggle.

What happened next proved to be a surprise for Cassidy as her legs were held before she was tipped over onto her back so that her limbs were pointing up into the air. There was a whirring sound for about ten seconds before something was forced between the shins and forearms of the captive and this was followed by the binding of her wrists and ankles with another length of cord. Oh, so now you are going to leave me hanging upside down in the ring while Kǎodǎ shows off her acrobatic skills on the trapeze. That sound must have been some kind of winch and I have already been hung upside down today, so this isn’t going to be too scary. After the winding and cinching was complete, there was a pause of a few seconds before the motorised sound started again and the pressure on the captive’s wrist and ankle binding increased as her back left the ground.

I wonder how far I will be lifted into the air this time? It seemed that the time that the winch ran for was even less than before, which suggested that there wasn’t a great increase in height for the suspended damsel as she hung from her wrists and ankles. I don’t think that I am ten feet from the ground, so there will be nothing to scare me.

“Your blindfold will now be removed.” Kǒngbù said “So, keep your eyes closed until you are told to open them.”

It will be unusual to see in this way, as I will be looking straight up once I open my eyes, but all I will see is the line that I am tied to. There was a sensation at the back of Cassidy’s neck as the straps of the blindfold were unbuckled and she could feel the leather slide across her face as the object was pulled away. My head can’t even be six foot off the ground if you can remove my blindfold with such ease. I don’t know why you are going through all of this, as I have suffered much worse when I was placed in that pretend peril earlier.

“You can open your eyes now.” Kǒngbù said.

You are really trying to make this all so dramatic, when all I am doing is being suspended in a slightly different way than before. Okay, so now I can see what the fuss is all abou- NO! When the helpless lady opened her eyes, she expected to see herself hanging by her wrists and ankles from a hook, but she was unable to suppress a scream when she realised the true nature of her predicament. Kǎodǎ is standing above me and I’m hanging from the trapeze! That bar was what I felt against my legs when you bound my wrists and ankles together and when you start swinging, I will end up like a weight on a pendulum with no means of controlling my fate!

“Oh yes, Cassandra.” Kǎodǎ said “You are going to take part in the final part of the evening’s entertainment. Surely, you must have realised that you would be involved in this. Kǒngbù, it is time that we started the show.”

This is going to be horrible, you can’t have me swinging back and forth like this. Cassidy shook her head as she heard what was going to happen, but she knew that this was just a futile gesture as she felt a pair of hands press against her bottom while Kǎodǎ forced her own body forward on the trapeze. This was enough to make the trapeze swing a little and each successive push increased the momentum until Kǒngbù was unable to apply any more pressure to the swing. The damsel was already frightened by the predicament that she was in and this was enhanced by her swinging at the end of the trapeze by her wrists and ankles with Kǎodǎ using her own body to add even more momentum.

Please stop, just please stop.

“I cannot wait to see just how you appear on the screen when I replay this later.” Kǎodǎ said “Plus, the look on your face is so enjoyable, which must be the opposite of what you are feeling right now. I think that there is enough energy in the swing, so I had better start my performance, although I doubt that you will like any of it.” It took all of the captive’s concentration to not surrender to her fear and give out a continuous scream, so when the assistant started her trapeze routine, the damsel was not paying any attention to what was happening. As the act continued, the only thing that registered on the mind of the suspended victim was that the trapeze was swinging less and less until Kǎodǎ started to use her body to bring it to a halt.

Thank goodness it’s over so that I don’t have to go through any more of that. There was a whirring sound from above the helpless lady as Kǒngbù pressed a button on a remote control and the trapeze was lowered until Cassidy could feel her back touch the floor. I’m not sure how long that took, but I was subjected to that torture for quite a few minutes. There was a clear look of relief on the captive’s face as Kǒngbù untied the rope that bound her wrists to her ankles and this was followed by the cord that was wrapped around her elbows and knees. At least I don’t have to suffer this thing again. However, why have you brought some extra ropes over though and why are you lowering the trapeze even further?

Cassidy was taken by surprise when she was spun around on the floor of the ring so that her body was lengthways with the trapeze bar and Kǒngbù lifted her arms up so that her elbow touched the point where the rope was attached to the bar. Kǎodǎ took one of the ropes, winding it around the prisoner’s elbows and the connection point before cinching the loops and securing the ends with a secure knot, so that her elbows were bound to the trapeze. By the time Cassidy realised what was going on, Kǒngbù had lifted her legs up so that Kǎodǎ could use another length of cord to bind the damsel’s knees to the other end of the bar.

No! You can’t take me up again! At this point Cassidy started to struggle, but she know that it was already too late as Kǎodǎ bound her ankles to one of the trapeze supports while Kǒngbù tied her wrists to the other. Her self-control failed for a moment and she let out a piercing scream as she realised that this torture was only just beginning, while Kǎodǎ climbed back onto the trapeze with Kǒngbù raising it back up into the air.

Why have you tied me up this way? There is a gap between the bar and my body which is the same as my upper arms. This time, the bar was raised higher than before so that it was above Kǒngbù’s height and this meant that it took longer for the swinging to build up to the same level of momentum. Once it had been achieved, Cassidy discovered why the gap between the bar and her body was there when the assistant started her second routine on the trapeze. You’re using me as the bar! Instead of the acrobat keeping her feet on the bar itself, Kǎodǎ used Cassidy’s own chest and abdomen instead and this pressure was worse than if they were stationary, because centripetal force added to the weight of the trapeze artist.

I don’t know if my body can take this level of punishment. By the time Kǎodǎ had finished her second routine which was as long as the first, it seemed to the captive that the front of her body had been trampled all over from her hips to her shoulders. There’s probably going to be more and it will be even worse for me, but I don’t think that I can put up much of a fight anymore. When Kǒngbù lowered the trapeze so that Cassidy was touching the floor again, the helpless woman offered no resistance as her body was untied from the device before she was turned around so that the bar was across her abdomen. Her arms were untied and the woman was turned over before her wrists were crossed at the small of her back with a length of rope binding her hands together.

“This is just a temporary measure which will prevent you from struggling with your arms.” Kǒngbù said.

I can’t really see the point in trying to resist your actions at the moment, so the rope is quite unnecessary in the first place, but there is no way of explaining this to you. With both of the assistants concentrating on the bonds, it took very little time for the damsel’s legs to be freed from the ropes, although like before this was just going to be a temporary measure. Her feet were pulled wide apart first, before her legs were bent over at the knees which led her to suspect that she was going to be placed in some kind of frogtie. However, this thought changed when she felt the back of her ankles touch the trapeze bar with there being brushing against one side of each ankle. So that’s it, you are going to bind my ankles to the ends of the bar so that my legs will be forced apart. She could feel the ropes being wrapped around her ankles and the bar, which pushed harder against the back of her legs and after ten loops there was the familiar cinching that caused the cords to bite into her flesh. This time, I’m probably going to be hanging upside down from my legs which will be wide apart.

“Kǎodǎ, I think that it is time to remove the leather restraints from the hands of our captive, as they are not needed anymore.” A few seconds later, Cassidy felt the pressure just below her hands lessen before the gloves were pulled away and she was able to wiggle her fingers as her hands were no longer forced into a ball. Her wrist restraint was removed by one of the assistants and the lady wondered how her arms were going to be bound when she yelped as her upper body was lifted up from the floor. Before the damsel could understand what was happening to her, each of her wrists was pulled up onto the trapeze bar and the two ladies used a length of rope to bind her wrists to her ankles, applying several loops with cinches to tighten them.

I’m going to hang face down from the trapeze from my wrists and ankles and my own body is going to be made to torment itself! As the captive looked to the right, she saw Kǎodǎ pick up the remote control, pressing a button for a second so that the trapeze bar was raised a few inches upward. The effect on the whimpering lady was immediate as her limbs bore almost the entire weight of her body and the joints in her shoulders and hips felt as if they were going to be pulled apart.

“Kǒngbù, perhaps we should lessen the pressure on Cassandra’s arms and legs, otherwise this session might be too much for her. Maybe you should tie a rope around her waist so that the other end can be attached to the trapeze bar. It won’t do much, but at least it should alleviate her predicament a little.”

“Yes sister, I will get started on it right away. However, there will need to be quite a few loops around her waist to spread the pressure out.”

I never thought that you two would think of doing something to lessen my suffering, but you might not want to cause Madam Sǐwáng to get annoyed. At least the torture to my arms and legs will be reduced, which is something to be thankful for. Kǒngbù approached from the left with a long coil of rope and Cassidy thought that at least ten double-stranded loops had been wound around her waist before it was knotted together behind her back. However, instead of the other end being tied to the trapeze, the bound woman realised that this particular cord was going to have a secondary purpose as it was taken between her legs, threaded around the waist loops at her front and pulled back between her legs. The free end was pushed underneath the waist winding at her back and looped around the trapeze bar where it was pulled as tight as possible before the rope was secured with a knot.

Oh no, you’ve not only put a new crotch-rope on me, but the other end is tied to the bars itself! This means that when I am lifted up into the air, part of the weight of my body is actually going to be supported by my- OMG!

“Oh, I cannot wait to see how this is going to turn out.” Madam Sǐwáng said as she walked over to where the helpless lady was lying on the floor and she took the opportunity to give a few sharp tugs on the crotch rope which pressed into the captive’s most sensitive location. Even this small action was enough to create a small ember of desire between the legs of the prisoner and she realised that even in her current position of torment, her body could very well end up betraying her. “This show will be much more interesting than the last two.”

“It is my turn to entertain you and our viewers, Madam Sǐwáng.” Kǒngbù said as she stepped onto the trapeze so that she stood above the restrained woman and Kǎodǎ pressed the button on the remote control so that both ladies were raised into the air. As Cassidy was lifted off the floor, her joints felt even worse as they had to take her full weight and the effect forced the rope between her legs to press even harder into her intimate spot, which fanned the embers of her lust.

I can’t even pull my legs together to hide my shame while I am tied up like this and being suspended in this way with a crotch-rope on view is just horrible. You’ve done this to me so that it adds to my public humiliation as well.

Once the trapeze was high enough, Kǎodǎ released the button on the control and her sister started to sway her body back and forth so that the trapeze would start swinging. At first, the fear of being suspended from the trapeze in her present way, along with the torment in the arms and legs occupied the captive’s mind enough so that she ignored anything else. When the swings moved further away from the vertical, however, she realised that as well as the swinging increasing the strain at her hips and shoulders, the crotch-rope was also having an increasing effect.

Oh no, this swinging is causing the rope to caress me! As Cassidy reached the apex of each swing, the strain on her shoulders and the pressure of the crotch-rope against her skin increased due to the momentum of her body. This lessened as she swung back from the maximum height, with the effect that her most sensitive location was subjected to a rhythmical force by the rope, almost as if the material was thrusting against her at a constant rate. With each swing becoming higher and higher, it was inevitable that the dull embers of warmth between the legs of the helpless lady would burst into flames.

This is worse than when I have to suffer a rope like this before, as this time the swinging is causing the cord to bite into my body. Not only is this particular bondage tormenting my arms and legs along with frightening me, I have the humiliation of having this rope at my most personal place and it is causing me to become aroused, despite what else is going on!

(To Be Continued)

Petra Marsh: The Easter Abduction - Part 25

At this moment, Petra didn’t know what was worse: The fact that she was being tormented by her own body, or that her time with Goddess had been no more than a dream which left an ache in her heart from the loss. Please, I need to see you again, I have to get back to sleep! Although the captive had a most desperate desire to dream again, she knew that in her present state of arousal that this was going to be impossible and even if this wasn’t a problem, the movement of Diana above her would prevent her from going back to sleep.

After a few seconds had passed for the helpless lady, however, her primary concern was no longer to get back to sleep but rather how she was going to find a way of sating her intense desire. It was almost as if her body had a will of its own as it forced itself against that of the woman above her and there were moans from both of the ladies, as this act served to fan the flames of lust inside their bodies. You have probably had a dream in which you were held in bondage and it has left you in the same predicament as I find myself in. Given what has happened to us, the chances of us both being able to calm down would be impossible. Our only chance is to stimulate each other so that we can tip our bodies over the edge and achieve relief in that way. As the woman was still not in complete awareness of her surroundings owing to her just having woken up, she attempted to talk to Diana about her idea, only to create a series of garbled sounds as the large ball-gag which filled her mouth performed its purpose of preventing her from producing any recognisable words.

Damn! I should have remembered just how secure my gag was and that I have no way of telling you about what I have in mind. My only hope is that you understand what I am doing and that you will be able to respond. Petra extended her fingers so that she could touch the hands of the woman who was restrained above her and after a few seconds, she was able to slip her fingers between those of her fellow captive with them gripping each other’s hands hard. At least we can touch each other, even if it is just restricted to our hands. There was a sensation on the left cheek of the prisoner and after a moment or two she realised that she was being nuzzled by the nice, so the lady decided to respond in the same way.

Although it was difficult as she was pressed against the bed by the weight of the lady above her, Petra was above to move her body a little from side to side and her already erect nipples brushed against that of Diana’s with them both emitting soft cries of pleasure at this new sensation. It seemed to take Diana more than a moment to realise what was happening, but once she did the niece started to move her body from side to side so that their breasts caressed each other which added more fuel to the flames between their legs. Yes, I think you understand, this is the only way that we will be able to get free from the lust that is burning us up.

Both ladies continued this action for a few minutes with them pressing and moving their breasts, but they realised that although it increased the heat of their lust it only took it to a certain point and no further. We have ended up tormenting ourselves even more with this action and something else needs to be done if we are prevent this erotic torture of our bodies. In the hope that this action would provide the necessary stimulation so that they could be brought to the peak of pleasure, Petra started to thrust her Mound of Venus up against that of her fellow captive.  I hope that this works, otherwise we will be crying out for relief before long. Once the lady had thrust upward three times, Diana must have understood what was occurring and she began to press her mound down in rhythm to the damsel below her.

If we can’t get this to succeed, both of us are going to be in big trouble. With each new thrust, the feeling of desire in their flowers of lust increased. However, just as when they rubbed their upper bodies, the change only went so far and the two ladies discovered that this wasn’t going to do anything more than make their situation worse than before. We are both so close, but we need more! This is not going to do it, but I have run out of ideas! Petra squirmed on the bed as the need to obtain some kind of relief overwhelmed her and her body made senseless movements from the drive to add more sensation to her body. It was because of this that she failed to notice what Diana was doing as she was preoccupied with her own situation and it took a third sharp jolt to her lips of lust to draw her attention to what was happening.

You’re lifting yourself up as far as you can go, so that you can force our crotch-ropes to become as tight as possible! That’s it; this is going to be the way that we can end the torment of our bodies and get some rest before Kendra releases us from the bed! As soon as Petra worked out the pattern that Diana was using in her movements, Petra copied her with the woman pushing herself as much as she could into the mattress so that the crotch-rope could be made to be as taught as possible and with each new tug, the two women got ever closer to that point when they would be overwhelmed with bliss.

However, Petra screamed out in despair when she realised that no matter how hard they tried, the two captives had ended up just short of that magical moment, but they were unable to do anything more than scream for help as they were betrayed by their own bodies which continued to thrust up and down on the bed. We were both so close, but we have ended up making our situation as bad as it could possibly be with our denied pleasure acting as a torment for both of us. Diana, what is happening to you? Nonononono!

The screams of laughter that escaped the gagged mouth of the niece took the helpless woman by surprise and for a few seconds, she tried to work out what was occurring to the lady above her. A few seconds was all she had before she experienced intense tickling on her feet and it was her turn to scream with the full power of her lungs while she strained against her bonds. Stop, stop, stop stop! It may have been about ten seconds before the strength of the tickling subsided to a point where the damsel could breathe properly and she managed to collect her thoughts to a point that she could realise what was going on.

Kendra, it must be you! Unless someone else has broken into the house, but my guess is that the building must be quite sturdy, so the chances of it being anyone else is slim. As soon as the tickling stopped on Petra’s right foot, Diana joined her fellow prisoner in laughing with both ladies squirming against each other on the bed as the person that she presumed was Kendra continued to torment them. For the next few minutes the tickling alternating between each of the ladies’ left and right feet and the strength varied, although it didn’t reach the level of when the captives were tickled at the start. This is just adding to our torture, as at least when you started the tickling blocked out everything else, but now you’re just adding this to the suffering because of the fire in our intimacy. When the tickling stopped, the two ladies laughter changed to moans of desire which were punctuated with them begging and pleading her help while they writhed on the bed in their frustration.

“In normal situations I would have said wakey, wakey, but the both of you were wide awake in the first place, so I didn’t need to bother.” Kendra said from what seemed to be the foot of the bed. “I checked on you two late last night to make sure that you were okay and you looked so cute. I left the door ajar because I was sure that your desire would be your alarm clock, and I left my door open so that I would be able to hear you.”

When did you wake up and how long have you been watching us suffer like this?

“I was woken up by a cry which I presumed was from you, Petra and this was accompanied by some moaning which must have been from my niece. I put my dressing gown on and hurried to this room as quickly as I could as I wanted to see as much as possible. Seeing the two of you going through such a delightful torture was such an exquisite experience, especially when you started to work together so that you could try and work your way up to a climax. The moment when you brushed your erect nipples and the way they flipped was so funny that I just managed to stop myself from laughing.”

You must have been here for most of the time that I was awake and enjoying every second of it.

“When my nice worked out that she could put the crotch-ropes to use, I was wondering if I had tied you so close that you would be able to apply enough pressure so that you could bring yourselves to orgasm. However, it seems that I had tied the ropes with just the right level of tightness, so that you have been left in a state of extreme denial. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to get dressed and prepare breakfast, so I’ll leave you two ladies to your fun.”

No, you can’t leave us like this! We need to have our torture brought to an end, I can’t take any more of this. Petra didn’t know what muffled words Diana was using, but given the sense of urgency and the pleading tone it was echoing her own begging for help. We need to be able to relax, at least for a while!

“Why, the both of you do seem to be in such a terrible predicament, as the only way I can sate the lust that is burning you up is to work on both of you at the same time, because doing this to just one of you would be unfair on the other. If only had one person to help, I could end this very quickly, but I am not sure that I will be able to provide as much intensity to you two ladies. However, I will have to do this before you get to eat breakfast, so perhaps there is no time like the present.”

Oh good, at least this will be over before too lon- OMGOMGOMGOMG! Petra arched her back as her right foot was subjected to an extreme tickling and her scream of laughter was echoed by Diana who would have been experiencing the same sensation with her left foot. Breathing almost seemed to be impossible for the captive due to her laughing so much, which was also causing her to become a little light-headed and it sounded as if the niece was going through the same problem.

It was when the damsel’s chest was heaving due to her torment that her laugh changed into a scream of pleasure as the wave of ecstasy overwhelmed her and she wasn’t sure if they cry was only hers or whether it was combined with Diana’s. She thought that she was going to pull her arms out of her sockets as her body strained against her bonds, but after a few seconds she slumped back down on the bed with Diana resting on top of her. During the afterglow period of her orgasm, the prisoner was just about aware of the crotch-ropes being untied from both her and the niece’s body and they nuzzled their heads against each other as they attempted to snuggle with their bodies.

“Seeing as you lovebirds are resting, I will get dressed and prepare breakfast before giving you a bathroom break and getting you ready for the morning.” Kendra’s footfalls were so soft that Petra wasn’t even sure that the woman had left the room, but she realised that there was no point in worrying about this.

I doubt that you would remain here to torment us as you will have all day to play with myself and Diana. You can keep her prisoner for up to twenty fours if I remember correctly, although I can’t imagine you forcing your niece to remain in bondage for that long. However, I should make the most of this short rest as it will be time to get up before long.

“Okay, I think that it’s time for my sweet slaves to be bound in a position that will allow them to enjoy their breakfast.”

Petra was roused from her resting state and the movement above her suggested that Diana was preparing to be released from her present state of bondage before she was restrained for breakfast. You will need to unlock Diana from me before bind her in a new way and I will be second as you can hardly do anything to me with your niece lying on top at the moment.

“Diana, you are to be prepared first, but be warned. If either of you misbehave, then both of you will be subjected to an extreme punishment. Do you understand?”

Yes Kendra, I do. A nod from Petra’s head was accompanied by an affirming grunt and there was a similar sound from the captive above her as the nice moved her head up and down.

“Diana, when your arms are freed, you are to put them together behind your back and after that, you have to put your legs together.”

There was a fumbling at the right elbow of the captive before a similar feeling at her right wrist and a few seconds later this was repeated on her left arm with the pressure from Diana’s limbs disappearing. You must have put your arms behind your back as our captor has ordered. Two clicks occurred with a gap of about five seconds which suggested that the niece’s arms had been padlocked behind her back at the wrists and elbows. More touches at each ankle and knee of the helpless woman preceded Diana moving her legs between those of Petra and two more metallic noises were the securing of the niece’s legs.

“I’ll just get you into a kneeling position before I apply the final lock.” A grunt escaped the niece’s gagged mouth as Petra felt the weight lifted from above her and within half a minute, there was a faint clinking sound which was followed by a final click.

If I’m right, you have threaded a chain through Diana’s wrist and ankle bonds before using a padlock to hold her in place. If that is the case, I will end up in the same position before long.

“Slave Petra, when I release your wrists from the bed, you are to sit up and place your hands together behind your back.” After Petra nodded her head to show that she understood the message, there was a clinking noise along with the sensation that her right wrist was no longer bound to the corner of the bed and it was less than a minute later that her left hand was also free. As per the instructions given to her by her captor, the woman used her arms to raise herself into a sitting position before placing her hands together behind her back. A familiar fumbling sound was heard along with the increased tension on her wrist cuffs was accompanied in a second by the click of the padlock securing her hands together. This was followed by her elbows being pulled together so that they almost touched, another padlock made sure that her arms were bound in place and the captive pulled against her bonds to make sure that she was helpless.

“Put your legs together after your ankles are unlocked from the bed corners.” It took less than a minute for the prisoner’s ankles to be freed from the bed and once she placed her legs side by side, two locks were used to bind the pairs of cuffs at her ankles and knees. “Now it’s your turn to be placed into a kneeling position and then I start feeding my sexy slaves.” Petra offered no resistance as she was moved around on the bed and placed so that her lower legs were beneath her and a chain was used to bind her wrists and ankles together with a padlock that secured her into a kneeling hogtie.

By the soft moans to my left, I must have been placed beside Diana, which means that it should be easier for you to feed both of us.

“Your gags are about to come off. You are not to speak unless spoken to and disobeying this instruction will end your breakfast. That would not be a good idea.” A loud moan was emitted by Diana, which was due to her being free of the gag after such a long time and Petra felt the unbuckling of her gag before the ball was eased out from between her teeth.

“Okay, it’s time to ensure that my captives are fed.”

(To Be Continued)

Cecilia Medina - The Mishandled Mistress Part 37

Is this another test that I will have to pass? I have already been told that I have exceeded your expectations for my first weekend, but I can’t help feeling that this is a chance for you to advance it even more.

“Before you make the decision, I will warn you that once you agree I will not stop, no matter how much you will protest or complain. Be assured that there is a good reason for doing this, because on my first time, there was a moment or two when even I begged Alicia to stop, but once it was over I was okay, although the situation did feel very weird. I can almost guarantee that you will react in the same way as it has happened to each of us and this is to make you understand that I will carry on no matter how you react.”

At least you have informed me of the situation so that I know that there is no going back if I give my consent. On the one hand, what happened to Collette does seem to be quite scary but at the same time, seeing the restraints being placed on her proved to be more than a little arousing. You did say that it would not be as harsh, so I’m sure for a start that you won’t use the extra vibrator on me for a start. Okay, I’ll try a milder version of what you did to the poor maid, although I hope that I can be the exception and not become too frightened because of this new experience. After thinking about the situation for a few more seconds, Cecyme nodded her head to show that she was prepared to try out what Mistress Isabella had proposed and she was rolled onto her front so that the rope which bound her ankles, along with holding her in a hogtie could be removed.

“Now, the first thing to do is give you a bathroom break, as it must have been some time since your last visit.” The woman said as she helped her captive into a sitting position at the side of the bed so that her feet were touching the floor. “After that, I will give you a drink of water, so that you will not get thirsty.” Cecyme’s left arm was held by the right hand of her captor as she was guided so that she was standing straight up and the prisoner was taken over to the en-suite part of the Matron’s quarter’s which contained a shower, basin and toilet. It didn’t take long for the captive to do what was necessary and once she was cleaned up by the Mistress, the woman also used the basin along with a sponge to wipe over the body of the helpless lady before taking a towel so that she could be dried off.

“There we are, all nice and clean.” Isabella said as she put the towel back on the rack after cleaning out the basin and the captive was made to walk back into the bedroom so that she could again sit on the bed. “Do not speak once I remove your gag, otherwise you will have to suffer a strict punishment in addition to the bondage that I am going to put you into. Do you understand?”

Seeing as I am already getting into a situation that is going to be somewhat strict, I have no desire to make this any worse so I am going to remain quiet. Once Cecyme had nodded to indicate that she had comprehended the instruction given by her captor, the straps under her chin were unbuckled before the inverse Y-strap over her head was unattached and the main straps were unbuckled with the gag pulled away from her mouth. While Mistress Isabella dried the ring off with a paper towel which was dropped into small bin with a pedal-opening lid, the prisoner took the opportunity to work her mouth so that there would be no problems with being able to take a drink.

“This should be okay for you, as you need to avoid drinking too much at the moment.” A small fridge was opened for a few seconds by the Mistress who took out a small bottle of water, removed the top and a straw was placed into the narrow opening before the gag was placed on top of the fridge. It took only a few steps for the woman to get back to the bed and she sat on the left side of the helpless woman while using her left hand to hold the bottle up to the lips of her captive. “Just drink it in slow sips, as this is not a race.”

I am going to be careful as I want to moisten my mouth first, even though I am a little thirsty. The helpless woman put her lips around the end of the straw so that she could suck a little water into her mouth which was used to wet the inside of her cheeks along with her tongue. She took a second sip which completed the moistening of her mouth and each successive intake of water helped to assuage her thirst so that it had disappeared by the time that the bottle had been emptied of water. Now that I have had my drink, it will be time for my gag to be replaced.

“Open wide, my captive.” As the prisoner followed the instruction, the Mistress retrieved the ring-gag and within a minute the object was back in place with the straps buckled to their fullest extent.

It seems that this gag is going to act as part of my new bondage, but given what happened to Collette, I doubt that this is the end of it. It took a few seconds for the helpless woman to get used to the straps biting into her cheeks and she looked up to see the full length mirror being wheeled into place in front of her.

“I want you to be able to see what is happening to you, my sweet slave, so that in a way you have your own ringside seat. Now, I think that these should be about your size.” Isabella said as she walked up to one of her cupboards, opened the ornate door and pulled out a case which was similar to the one that held the restraints that were used on the maid. “These are generic for a particular size, rather than custom made for an individual. However, they can be made to provide a comfortable fit by the way that they work.” A pair of chrome manacles around two inches high was removed from the case once it was opened and they each had a D-ring which was connected by a single link. As the items were placed around the ankles of the captive, she noticed that there was some kind of soft padding on the inside and when the manacled was closed, a hex key was used to secure the restraint in place, even though it was still loose.

There is something else on the manacles, almost like a small hole. You did say that these would fit, so perhaps that has something to do with it.

“This is how you make sure that these bonds are truly secure.” A small device resembling a grease gun was lifted up out of the box and the end was pressed against a small hole that was on the restraint that bound the right ankle of the captive. Mistress Isabella pulled what appeared to be a trigger and the swelling of the inner pad was accompanied by a hissing sound as the manacle was held in place with a secure grip.

It’s compressed air! That is so ingenious, as you would only need to something with a point to let the air out and a simple hex key can set me free. Once the right ankle was secure it only took a moment for the manacle pad encompassing the left leg to be inflated so that it would hold the rest of the device in place. I’m not going to be able to run away from you, no matter what happens and escape will certainly be out of the question once you have finished binding me. A second set of the chrome restraints were locked into place around the lower legs of the prisoner, just below her knees and the compressed air device was used to inflate the pad so that the items would press against her skin in a firm manner.

“Stand up prisoner and turn to the right so that your left side is shown in the mirror.” It took two attempts for the restrained lady to stand up on her feet as she was surprised by just how well the bonds stayed in place when she moved and the woman was unable to use her arms to keep her balanced. After taking a few seconds once she was upright to ensure that her centre of balance was stable, she took little shuffling, clanking steps that took her around to the right until the mirror was to her left.

It is your intention that I will see precisely how I am bound with these new restraints, probably because you know that I will become aroused by watching myself being put into the new bondage.

“I should not get in the way of your view while I put the rest of this on and once I remove the rope, you are to place your hands together behind your back.” Mistress Isabella worked on untying the ropes that bound the prisoner’s arms and chest and once these were disentangled from the captive, they were put into neat little loops so that they could lie on a side table. Cecyme put her hands together behind her back with her palms facing each other and as she looked over her left shoulder, she could see her captor pick up another set of restraints from the box.

At this point, I doubt that I would be able to fight you off and I cannot run so this does have a certain inevitability to it. A shiver went down the spine of the prisoner as the manacles encircled Cecyme’s wrists, and she felt the embers of lust between her legs grow in strength as the pads were inflated so that they were solid against her arms. She saw how they looked on her, once the Mistress went to obtain another set of bonds and something about their appearance made her heart race as the light reflected off the metal. It’s almost as if being restrained in metal bonds like these scream slavery and submission, which is why is was so effective on making Collette feel submissive again. As Cecyme continued to look at the mirror, she saw the second set of manacles go around her arm just below her elbows and the process of locking with the hex key was followed by the inflating of the pads, which made her feel even more thrilled.

“There is just one more item to be attached, although for obvious reasons it will not be a custom fit.” A metal collar was taken out of the box by the Mistress who put it around the neck of the prisoner and as it was secured her neck, the captive saw two large D-rings with one at the front and one at the back.

I’m glad that you have been careful with inflating the pad inside the collar, so that it doesn’t press too hard against my throat. Those rings must be for attaching something to the collar, possibly some kind of chain. Well that wasn’t much of a surprise. Four small padlocks, along with a chain were selected by the woman and she began by locking one end of the chain to the D-ring at the back of the damsels neck. A moment later, the chain was connected to the elbow shackles with the second padlock and the third was used to lock the chain to the manacles at her wrists. There was a squeal from the helpless lady as the chain was fed between her upper thighs and it was pulled tight before the other end was locked to the D-ring on the front of the collar. As the captive squirmed in her new bonds, every little movement caused the links of the chain to rub against the folds of her lips of lust and her embers of desire were heating up.

“Now, I want you to lie on your left side in the middle of the bed as I have a few extra restraints to add before we go to the next stage.” As Cecyme sat back down before working her way to the middle of her bed, she discovered that all of the writhing to get into position was serving to fan the embers between her legs until her lust burned with a small flame and she emitted a small moan as the heat built up within her. “Thank you. I can get started with applying the rest of your bondage, now that you are lying on the bed.” Three chains along with same number of padlocks were picked up and one end of a chain was threaded through the link that connected the knee shackles together, with the captive emitting a gasp as her knees were brought up to her chest. The other end of the chain was pushed through the collar D-ring and it was pulled tight before a padlock secured both ends together, which left the prisoner with her knees chained to her neck.

I don’t think that I am even going to be able to move around on the bed with my body bound like this. Why do you need the two other chains as one is sufficient enough to ensure my immobility? There was a sensation at the captive’s wrists which was followed by her ankles being taken close to her thighs and a clinking sound that seemed to be from the chain as it was pulled through a shackle link. There was an increased pressure with her heels pushing against the top of her legs and after an audible click, she found out that she was unable to move her ankles away from her thighs. You’ve put me in a ball-tie and now any sort of movement is impossible. All I can do is lie in whatever position I am placed in without being able to move except for my hands, feet and head. What the-.

“I will get you into the right place before I attach the final chain to your body.” Cecyme was first turned around on the bed until her head and body were pointing towards the mirror and she was rolled onto what would have been her front in other situations, but because of the ball-tie she was stuck in a kneeling position.

You must want me look at the mirror when you carry on with this bondage. No! Mistress Isabella took hold of the ring at the top of the captive’s harness gag, threading the final chain through it with the end also pushed through the central link of the prisoner’s elbow bondage. My head, it’s going to be pulled right back. You’ll strain my neck. For a moment, Cecyme became worried that her neck was going to get hurt as her head was forced back by her captor, but just before her neck reached that point, the pull halted and in the mirror she saw the Mistress use the final padlock to connect end ends together so that her head would remain fixed in this position.

“This is perfect, as you will be unable to do anything to stop me from doing whatever I want to you.” A small cabinet was opened with a smaller case being removed and Cecyme looked on with horror out of the corner of her left eye as the first item was removed from the case. It had two straps with a buckle on the end of one and the shape of the item in the middle was that of an erect penis.

You’re going to use a cock-gag on me and it’s massive! Please don’t force that thing into my mouth! This is why you chained my head to my elbows as I don’t even have the luxury that Collette did when she fought to avoid being gagged.

“Oh yes cute Cecyme, now you understand why I have immobilised you to this degree. It is to make sure that there is no chance of you being able to put up any kind of a fight.” As the Mistress approached Cecyme with the gag, the captive discovered that the chain that ran from the top of the head to her elbows was very effective in preventing her from moving her head.

Please don’t do this to me, that thing won’t fit and I am going to choke on it! There was an almost continuous whine from the captive as Isabella sat on her left and the pitch of the cry increased as the tip of the phallus brushed against her lower lip.

“There we are, it is going in and there is absolutely nothing my poor slave can do about it.” The end of the gag was eased into the open space that was provided by the ring-gag and the helpless lady felt the tip as it pressed against her tongue before it was worked further into her mouth. What made this even worse was that as her head was fixed into this angle, Cecyme ended up watching herself in the mirror as the gag was forced the rest of the way into her mouth and the straps were buckled together at the back of the neck.

Saying that I have been gagged with this does not convey just how intense this feels. Penetrated would be more accurate in most cases, but the only way to adequately describe what has happened is that my mouth is being fucked!

“Oh Cecyme, the look on your face is priceless and your reaction as I pushed that shaft between your forced-apart lips was wonderful to behold. Oh and if you think that was bad, you have not seen anything yet.”

What are you going to do to me?!

(To Be Continued)