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Thursday 26 November 2015

Cassidy’s Kidnapping Part 36

For Cassidy, not only was it awkward for her to remain in this stance for more than a few seconds, but there was also the problem of picking up the two small white cubes that were being held in the palm of her Mistress. I’ve seen horses pick up sugar cubes with their lips while wearing bridles, but it’s going to be more difficult with this bit gag in my mouth. However, no matter how kind my Mistress can be, she is still my Mistress and I do not wish to get into trouble with her by acting in a way that can be thought of as disobedient. Oh no! As the pony-girl bent over a little more, she was just able to extend her lips so that she could pick up one of the cubes, but it was then that she realised that this was all that she could do. This is a full harness gag, which means that I have straps under my chin and they are buckled so tight that I cannot move my lower jaw at all, so I cannot take the cubes into my mouth.

“Oh dear, is my sweet little pony having problems with her little present?” Madam Sǐwáng said and the helpless woman with the cube between her lips looked up, trying to look as pitiful as possible while hoping that her appearance didn’t make her look silly. “I think that I can see what the problem is with you trying to eat. Those assistants of mine have bridled you so tight, that you are unable to take the cube into your mouth. Is that true?” There was a nod from the helpless lady to show that it was correct and because the grip on the cube was so precarious, it slipped out from between her lips so it fell back onto the palm of the Mistress.

“This is an easy matter to sort out. I will unbuckle the straps underneath the chin so that you can take the cubes, but you must leave them alone in your mouth until I buckle you back up again. Is that clear?” After the restrained woman nodded her head, the Madam closed her left hand and worked on separating the straps that held that captive’s chin in place, taking just a few seconds to work them loose. Once this had been achieved, the woman held her palm out flat again and this time Cassidy was able to lift each cube up before depositing it in her lower jaw, moving them back behind the gag using her tongue. After the cubes were safely nestled on the space behind the bit, the prisoner closed her mouth as much as she could so that her captor could buckle the chin straps to the tightest notch.

“I will give you a few minutes to enjoy your present before we continue with your training.” The lady dressed as a Ring-mistress said while Cassidy straightened back up and the damsel started to roll the cubes around her mouth as best she could with her tongue, given the restriction place upon her by the gag.

At least I will be able to have a short rest before I will have to start running around, so I will need to make the most of this. Those straps were extenders to my normal reins, but why do you need all of the extra length? Also, what have you done with your riding crop? As the lady rolled the cubes in her mouth, she started to notice that there was more than just the flavour of sugar in her mouth and that the cubes were also laced with honey. While she was enjoying the cubes, there was a little build up of saliva in her mouth, but the release of honey onto her tongue drove her glands into overdrive and the captive knew what this was going to do to her. This is deliberate, I’m going to start drooling like crazy and with this gag locking my mouth in place, the only way that I can get rid of it is out of the corners of my mouth. This is yet another little torment which is being inflicted onto me!

There was a noise behind the helpless woman which brought her back to full attention and she noticed that her Mistress had gone around to her back, returning with the riding crop which had a long extension added to the base before picking up the ends of the extended reins. As the Madam walked to the centre of the ring, she pulled on the flexible whip part of the crop so that it was lengthened and Cassidy worked out what was going to happen. You are going to control me while remaining in the centre of the ring and the extended whip can be used on me from where you are standing. Although I won't feel any pain from being whipped, there is the embarrassment and humiliation of being treated in this manner. Oh no, I need to get rid of some of this drool!

The amount of saliva had built up to such an extent in Cassidy’s mouth that she needed to dislodge it if she was to start running around and the only way to do this was to shake her head so that the liquid would be forced out of her mouth through her gag. Now I’m acting like a horse in trying to clear my mouth.

“I see that my wonderful horse is champing at the bit for some more action. Come on horse, start running anticlockwise around the ring.”

I really don’t have any choice in the matter, as you can use the whip on me if I refuse to cooperate. When the helpless lady looked to her left, she saw that Madam Sǐwáng was holding the ends of the reins in her left hand while the end of the whip was gripped in her right. That will make it easier to control me as you will have no problem in reaching my bottom with the other end of the whip. There were a few hesitant first steps from the pony-girl as she started to go around the ring in the direction that her Mistress demanded, but she soon picked up speed as she regained her confidence in running while wearing the unusual boots.

“That is it, you are doing well my beautiful pony, but I think that you need a little encouragement.” As Madam Sǐwáng spoke while turning on the spot, emphasised her words by flicking the whip so that the end impacted against the bottom of the woman in bondage. “This is just to make sure that you behave yourself.”

The real reason is that you wanted to use your whip on me anyway and that was just an excuse. Even though the captive Cassidy knew that it was a little risky, she managed to run a little faster, although one of the side effects of running at this speed was that it encouraged a further build up of saliva which forced her to shake her head more and more often. This is forcing me to foam at the bit, just as if I was a real horse, but I can’t let my predicament distract me while I am running. However, I don’t know if I can keep this up for much longer.

“Slow down to a trot now.” With this instruction, the pony-girl slowed down to a speed which she found to be sustainable in her present state of captivity and the lady hoped that she would be allowed to stay at this pace for a while so that she could recover her energy. After a few minutes trotting, the helpless woman was ordered to run at full speed for a minute and this was followed by about ten minutes with the captive being made to run at various paces.

“You can stop for a rest now, my dear pony. I will allow you a break before the next part of training and then you will not have to move any faster than a walking pace.”

Thank goodness for that, I was wondering just how much longer I could go on running for as i was getting more weary with each step. It is heartening that I won’t have to run around for the next part.

“You look all lathered up around your bridle, and I think that you need to be cleaned up.” Madam Sǐwáng put the reins and whip down, approached the prisoner who was still breathing at a rapid pace and stood in front of her while pulling a large white handkerchief out from her left sleeve. “Here, let me do something about this mess on your face.” She lifted up her right arm and dabbed at the face of her prisoner so that the drool could be removed from the face of the defenceless woman before using the handkerchief to remove any other traces of saliva which was put on the side when it was finished with. “That is much better, now you look good enough to-.”

Cassidy was taken by surprise as she was embraced be her captor who placed a tender kiss on her gagged mouth and this was followed by another and another. This is quite a surprise, as I am supposed to be a performing animal and you are the Ring-Mistress who is my owner. However, it is a very pleasant distraction from tonight’s activities and I love being held in your arms while you kiss me.

After a minute of intimacy, the Madam pulled her face away from her captive before saying “I do not know if such an act is permissible, but I kissed a horse and I liked it.” She took her mouth closer to the left ear of the restrained lady, saying in a low voice “I wish I could keep you as my helpless submissive forever, Cassandra, but I know this can never happen because you have your own life to live and missions to perform for your country. However, I do want to make the most of this time until Thursday morning comes, when you are released.”

I just wish that I could convince you that I am not Cassandra, whoever she is and that I would be willing to remain as you helpless captive in bondage. However, I suspect that you might react in a bad way, if you discover the truth about who I am, so it would be best if I maintain the pretence while I am here. Maybe in a month’s time, I could reveal who I am and perhaps we could meet again. Oh wow. Another series of sweet kisses from the Madam served to distract the prisoner form her train of thought and she surrendered herself to the moment, oblivious to everything else.

“Well Cassandra, I hope that you have enjoyed your little rest.” Madam Sǐwáng separated herself from the pony-girl. “This next task will be slightly more tricky than the previous one, as you will be ‘High-stepping’ around the ring.”

High-stepping, what on earth is that?

Cassidy’s expression must have displayed her internal puzzlement as her kidnapper went on to say “I do not know if you have ever seen equestrian competitions on television, but I will try to explain. There is a part of the competition called dressage and in this the horse walks in a highly stylised manner by lifting its foreleg up so that the upper part is parallel to the ground while the lower half is vertical. So Cassandra, when you take a step forward, your leg has to go up high enough so that your thigh is sticking straight out while your calf is pointing down to the floor.”

That sounds easy enough, so how hard can it be to move like that?

A nod from the pony-girl elicited a smile from the captor. “That is good. Now I will return to the centre and we can start the last part of your training.” Once the Ring-mistress returned to the centre, she again took the extended reins in her left hand, took the whip in her right and took a few seconds to compose herself before saying “Start.”

As soon as she heard the command, Cassidy lifted her right leg up in the air so that her thigh was parallel to the floor, but she found out that doing this while trying to keep her lower leg vertical was harder than it had seemed. Bringing her leg back down wasn’t any easier as this method of walking felt unnatural to her and it was just as awkward when she brought her left leg up in the same way. I thought that this would be so easy when you described it to me and I remember seeing this being performed at the Olympics. However, it is taking a lot of my concentration just to get my legs into a position that is even approximately close. Hopefully, it will get easier as I continue to go around the ring.

“You are not doing badly at the moment, my helpless horse and you are putting a genuine effort into it. Do not worry, I am sure that you will get better before long.”

I don’t think that I will be any good at this, it is so difficult. A grimace appeared on the face of the bound woman as she did her best to try and keep to the correct position and she wondered if getting it right was ever possible. After a couple of circuits around the ring, the captive was surprised to discover that it was becoming a little easier and it was starting to require less concentration as her body adapted to the new mode of movement. Once she had completed another few times around the ring, the prisoner was hitting the mark quite often and the encouraging sounds from the Madam made her feel as if she had achieved wonders in a short time.

Just a minute or so later though, the pony-girl discovered the true problem in high-stepping around the ring like a horse, as she started to feel the first suggestions of strain in her leg muscles. Although the damsel was hoping that the feeling was just a figment of her imagination, it grew stronger with each second that passed by and soon, she could also feel it in her joints. It’s because I’m using my legs in such an unnatural way. The strain on my muscles is being transferred to my joints and it is becoming a whole new torment as a result. Each additional step around the ring was making Cassidy suffer and her concentration on getting the position right was faltering as the joints of her legs were feeling as if they were on fire. If you don’t stop soon, I am going to collapse because my legs won’t be able to hold my body up for much longer.

“Stop!”

Cassidy was relieved to hear the command and she came to an immediate halt, but the lady was still worried as her legs were trembling from the ordeal that they had been put through. I just need a few seconds before I can feel like my legs are strong enough as I don’t want to take another step at the moment. As the lady looked to the left, she saw that Madam Sǐwáng was unscrewing the extension for the riding whip before removing the additional straps for the reins and the woman walked over to the side of the ring where Cassidy was so that she could put the items down on one of the boxes.

“You have put on a wonderful show this evening, my slave. However your training is over and there is nothing more to do with you as a pony-girl. Perhaps I should find out if Kǎodǎ is ready to perform on the trapeze.”

“I am, Madam Sǐwáng, but Kǒngbù and I have a special surprise for you.” Cassidy was surprised to see the two girls enter the ring area from behind one of the curtains and Kǒngbù was carrying a large bag.

I must have been so preoccupied with being Madam Sǐwáng’s horse that I didn’t even see you leave. I wonder what this surprise is, but knowing you two the likelihood is that it will be an unpleasant one.

“You have another surprise for me? That is very kind of you.”

“Yes Madam.” Kǒngbù said as the two assistants walked towards Cassidy “However, we will need to prepare the pony. Kǎodǎ, the creature will need to be hobbled first, so that there is no chance off her running away.” Once the two ladies were in front of the captive, Kǎodǎ removed a long but narrow leather strap with a buckle at one end from the bag and the assistant wrapped this several times around the ankles of the prisoner before using the buckle to secure the strap in place. The pony-girl made her best attempt to dislodge the strap that bound her ankles together, but the only result was her making a squeaking noise as leather rubbed against leather.

I have no chance of stopping you two from doing anything you want to me, as you have removed my only chance of getting away from you when things turn unpleasant. As the immobilised woman looked on, Kǒngbù took what appeared to be a wide leather belt with several small buckles at one end and this was placed around her waist, with the belt being buckled into position so that it gripped hard but it wasn’t too tight. Is this some kind of torture device that you are planning to use on me? When Cassidy took a closer look at the belt, she noticed two large D-rings sticking out on the left and right side of her body. The rings must have something to do with making me suffer. What are you two doing now?

The two girls walked out of the ring, went behind one of the curtains and the helpless woman heard something being wheeled. When the assistants came back into view, what Cassidy saw made her eyes grow wide and her face go pale...

No, please no, there’s no way that I can cope with that!

(To Be Continued)


Friday 20 November 2015

Petra Marsh: The Easter Abduction - Part 23

There was no real measurement of the passage of time for the helpless lady as she carried on with her task of pleasuring her mistress and the only incident that provided any marker was when the woman in charge cried out in orgasm. Was that the fifth or six one this time? You are certainly enjoying the foot worshipping that we are being forced to provide for you, but I don’t know how much longer I will be able to do this as I am starting to get tired. As Petra continued with sucking and licking Kendra’s right foot and toes, she heard a sound to the right which was muffled but it seemed to her as if Diana had yawned and hearing this caused the restrained woman to yawn in response. I have to keep going though, as I don’t want to give my Mistress an excuse to punish me in any way.

However, it wasn’t long before Petra was finding it harder to maintain the same level of toe care, but she persevered as best she could and her actions along with her fellow slave brought the lady in charge to the peak for yet another time. I hope that you aren’t going to make us keep performing for you all night long, as I don’t think that either of us has the strength to bring you to orgasm again.

“Okay my cute little captives; it is time that I brought this session to an end, as it is obvious that both of you are tired and the last thing I need in the morning is a duo of drained damsels who will not be up to par.” Petra felt the right foot of her mistress pull away from her mouth and the prisoner felt relieved that she didn’t have to continue pleasing the woman who was in charge of her. “I will now get you two ready for bed so that you can get a good night’s sleep and I hope that you do not cause any trouble while I do this. Slave Petra, I must warn you that any misbehaviour or disobedience will cost you dearly, as you will find that sleep will be denied to you for the rest of the night as a very severe punishment. Slave Diana, do you remember when you thought it would be fun to misbehave while being prepared and you ended up spending the rest of the night on your toes in a strappado?”

What surprised the helpless lady when she heard the response from Diana was not only that it affirmed what the aunt had said, but there was also a strong hint of a warning that this was something very bad that had to be avoided. “I hope that you understood the message that you have been given slave Petra, as your inexperience in these situations will not allow you to escape punishment this time.”

A shiver went down the spine of the defenceless woman as she imagined being bound in a strappado and then being left all night long with no chance of obtaining any rest. I don’t think that it would be a good idea to cause you any problems, as you sound serious about making me suffer in that way. It almost seems as if you are challenging me to me to be disobedient, just so that I can be made to experience such a severe punishment. There was a nod from the captive so that she could let her mistress know that she comprehended the message and there were going to be no acts of misbehaviour from her.

“That is good slave, as I would like to get some rest as well tonight. I will get you ready for bed first and then my other slave can be put into her position.”

Her position? Are you going to do something different to your niece? I hope that you aren’t going to punish her by making her stay awake all night long.

Petra’s muffled protest got the attention of the mistress who said “I’m not going to do anything nasty to her, it’s just that I have to get you into your night time bondage first and it will all become clear in just a little while. You will understand why when I am finished, but we are wasting time by just talking.”

That is such a relief, I doubt that I would be able to sleep if poor Diana was being tormented all night long. A sliding sound in front of the kneeling prisoner indicated that Kendra was getting off the bed and this was followed by soft footfalls that went to her left before going around to behind her. A slight pressure against the bonds at her elbows was followed by a clicking sound, which was the tuning of a key inside a padlock before the chains around her upper were removed. It feels better to have that chain unwrapped from my chests, as the links had been pressing against my nipples for some time. Next, the padlock that bound the second chain around her waist was unlocked so that the chain itself could be taken away from her body and the ring gag pressed just a little harder into her mouth as the straps that met at the back of her neck were unbuckled.

“When I remove the ring from your mouth, you are to remain quiet and keep your mouth wide open. Well, unless you would prefer to spend the night standing up. Do you understand?” Kendra said and after a nod from the captive, the ring was pulled out from between her teeth. After a few seconds, during which the woman held her face in position, a large rubber ball was inserted between her teeth before the straps were taken around to the back of her neck where they were buckled together. Although the lady was unable to dislodge the ball from her mouth by using her tongue, the straps weren’t pressing as hard against her cheeks like before, which meant the straps weren’t buckled together as tight as they had been on previous occasions.

At least you are allowing a little give in my gag tonight, so that it won’t be as uncomfortable and this should allow me to rest better.

“I am going to unlock the chain which keeps you in a kneeling position and after that is done, I will help you to stand up.” A few seconds after another click, the pressure on her wrists and ankles eased as the hogtie chain was pulled through the links of the cuffs and a pair of hands took hold of her restrained arms before she was pulled up. Although it wasn’t enough to lift her all the way up, it allowed her to get her feet under her body so that she could push herself up into a standing position and after a moment the captive was able to steady herself.

What happened next was surprising, as a rope was taken around her waist, tied together behind her back and the loose end was threaded between her thighs before it was fed underneath her waist rope at the front. This is a surprise, as you have placed a crotch-rope on me, yet you haven’t tied it off and it isn’t even rubbing against my valley of lust. What have you got in store for me?

“Hop forward one small step at a time, until I tell you to stop and don’t worry about falling down, as I will be keeping hold of your arm until you have finished moving.” Petra took four of these little hops, with each being stabilised by the grip on her arms and the bound woman halted when she heard her captor speak. “Stop. Now, turn around so that you are facing me and then sit down on the bed. Once this is done, I will move you around so that you can be secured.”

As soon as the grip on the helpless woman’s arms disappeared, she turned around on a slow shuffle until she thought that her back was to the bed, but she was hesitant about sitting down as the back of her legs were not touching the bed.It’s easy enough to sit on a bed when you can feel it, even when you are bound, gagged and blindfolded. This is different, as I have to trust that I am in the right position, otherwise I could be in for a very nasty fall. I am quite nervous about this, but if I don’t do as I am told, this could be seen as disobedience and I have no desire to spend the night on my toes. She knew that if she delayed any longer, Kendra might use this as an opportunity to inflict the strappado punishment on her, so the prisoner sat down into nothing and she sighed with relief as her bottom pressed against the mattress of the bed.

“Surely you didn’t think that I would let you fall and hurt yourself, my cuddlesome kidnap victim.” Kendra said with a laugh “I would hate to think how I would explain all of this to the nurses at Accident and Emergency. Now, that is a lovely blush.”

 It was a trick just to tease me, I should have known that you weren’t going to take any risks with me but you used my imagination against myself. It felt to the helpless woman as if her cheeks were burning as she sat on the bed and she wondered just how red her face was at this moment. There were footfalls around the bed until they were behind her which was followed by her being pulled back a few feet and her captor took hold of her feet before turning her around so that her legs pointed to what was the bottom of the bed.

“Don’t try and lie down at the moment, as it could be very uncomfortable for your back. Just stay as you are and I will do the rest.” Petra heard the unlocking of the padlocks that restrained her ankles along with her legs just below her knees, but she was puzzled as to why the leg cuffs themselves were still in place as her feet were spread out towards the sides of the bed.

If I’m going to be spread eagled then there is no point keeping those cuffs on. Perhaps you are going to remove them later once I am secured to the bed. Anyway, you know what you are doing, so I shouldn’t worry about it. A sensation of something cold pressing against the inside of her right foot was accompanied by the sound of a small chain clinking as it was fed through the D-ring of the cuff and this was followed by the pulling straight of her leg, before there were more metallic sounds at the foot of the bed along with the shutting of a padlock. So, I’m being chained down to the bed. But if you are going to bind my like this, then there will be no room for Diana to lie down on here. Petra’s chain of thought was distracted when another chain was threaded through the ring on the cuff that was attached to her left ankle and her left leg was pulled to the other corner of her bed where the chain was secured with another padlock.

My hands should be next, which is why you wanted me to remain sitting upright as accessing my arms would be rather difficult if I was lying on my back. I thought so. A touch at the captive’s wrists was followed by the removal of the padlock that bound her wrists together and the one just below her elbows was unlocked which allowed her arms to fall to her sides. Gentle pressure on the helpless woman’s chest by the hand of her captor encouraged her to lie flat on her back and a chain was fed through the D-ring on the cuff that was secured around her right wrist. Her hand was pulled upwards and to the right so that it was pointing to the corner of the bed and the noise of metal upon metal was accompanied by a click which meant that her arm was locked into position. It took less than a minute for Petra’s left wrist to be bound in the same way and the spreadeagled captive writhed on the bed so that she could make herself more comfortable.

I’d better get into as good a position as I can, because this is how I’ll be stuck until morning. I wonder what you are going to do to Diana?

“Remain quiet and keep your mouth wide open while I remove your gag.” The sounds to the right of the captive were similar to when her own gag was removed and the muffled sighing suggested to her that Diana’s mouth was also filled by a ball gag. As the prisoner listened, she heard the clanking of the two sets of chains which could only be the removal of the bonds from around the body of the other captive and there was another little metallic sound that would be the chain keeping the niece in a kneeling hogtie.

Perhaps Kendra is going to place you in a hogtie at the bottom of the bed between my legs, as that is the only area on this bed that you can go to. Being left at the top of the bed would be impossible as my head isn’t far from the headboard which is little more than a set of bars.

“It is time for you to stand up.” A muffled grunt was heard to the right by the bound lady and there were the sounds of a few hops that must have been made by the other prisoner as she steadied herself after being lifted up. One thing that was unusual was a short gap before the enslaved niece ended up emitting a muffled squeal through her gag. “Move forward until you reach the bed and I will help you to get on.” Five hopping sounds were made by Diana before there was a short pause, after which there was very heavy pressure against Petra’s right leg lasted for just a moment. After this were four clicks that seemed to indicate the removal of the padlocks that bound the niece’s arms and legs together, as if to prepare the captive for some new bondage.

I’m glad that this part was over quickly, as I could have ended up in agony if your weight had been on me for more than a few seconds. It’s not going to be a very good night for you if you are going to end up hogtied though, Diana.

What happened next came as a complete surprise to the helpless Petra, and it was only until it was over that she managed to gather her thoughts enough to realise what had happened to her. There was a sudden pressure against her body, along with lesser pressures against her arms and legs and she heard four locking sounds along with sensations at her wrists and ankles. A second surprise came as she felt two hands against her waist and she squealed as the rope between her legs was pulled tight so that the cord pressed against her lustful lips. Another four clicks occurred at Petra’s elbows and knees, which were followed by two more, one at the main D-ring at the front of her collar and the other just above her.

OMG! You’ve gone and put Diana right on top of me in a spread-eagled position, Kendra. That’s why you didn’t remove the cuffs from my knees or elbows, as they have been used along with the ones at my wrists and ankles to bind us together. As Petra moved a little, she felt her breasts rub against those of her fellow prisoner and as she heard a moan, she felt the rope between her legs rub against her intimacy. you’ve not only put crotch ropes on both of us, but they are tied together so that our movements will pull on the ropes! You must have chained our necks together as well, as I can feel Diana’s face pressing against mine.

“The two of you make a wonderful sight like that, two slaves in bondage spread-eagled on the same bed for the night. I can see that you are aware of that fact that your crotch ropes are bound together, so I would advise both of you not to move too much unless you want it to tease you for the rest of the night. Your collars are secured together with a very short chain with a clip at each end so that your faces are forced to be in contact. Anyway, I won’t say sleep tight, as you two are incapable of sleeping any other way at the moment, but I will wish the pair of you very sweet dreams. Goodnight.” A series of ever quietening footfalls occurred which came to an end when the door to the bedroom was closed and the helpless Petra knew that unless something very unusual happened, she was going to remain like this with Diana for the rest of the night.

Again, I’m bound to a bed, but this time I’m alone with you, Diana. Oh, that’s a really silly oxymoron, after all how can I be alone when I’m with someone. However, I don’t want to move too much as we could end up stimulating each other by our ropes and I can feel my nipples brushing against yours, every time that either of us breathes in and out. As Petra opened up her hands, she noticed that Diana had done the same thing and after a few seconds they intertwined their fingers together so that they could grip each other’s hands. Apart from this or moving our heads around in a limited way, the both of us are extremely restricted in what we can do, unless we want to end up arousing each other in the process.

There was a quiet murmur next to the helpless woman’s left ear and she ended up making the same noise in response as she nuzzled Diana’s left cheek, with them spending several minutes like this until Diana’s breathing became shallow and regular while her grip on Petra’s hands lessened. You must be more used to this, so it is no surprise that you fell asleep before me. I wonder how long it will be before I join you.

It was almost as if the niece’s rhythm had a hypnotic effect on the helpless lady as within a few minutes, the kidnapped lady fell into a deep sleep...

(To Be Continued)  


Cecilia Medina - The Mishandled Mistress Part 35

Even though night had fallen by the time that they had reached the kitchen door of the mansion, Cecyme had no problems in walking back with there being no restrictions to the movements of her legs. Collette opened the door so that the captive could enter and the helpless woman stepped through before waiting for the maid to join her in the corridor and close the door behind her. I hope that you won’t make me do anything strenuous at the moment, as it has been quite an afternoon and I really do need some rest after what I have been put through. Although the damsel did her best to suppress what happened next, it was impossible to prevent given the restrictions of her body as she let out a loud yawn. Knowing my luck, I’m going to get punished for getting bored about the whole situation, although this has been an incredible day, full of amazing entertainments.

“Oh I am so sorry Cecyme, I should have realised just how exhausting a full day of bondage can be when you are a captive like this for the first time. It has been so long since my first time spent as a restrained lady for an entire day, that it never entered my mind that you would need a rest at this point. Mistress Isabella did say that if you needed a rest, then you should be taken to her room on the first floor and be left in comfortable bondage that would allow you to sleep.” Collette took a few steps down the corridor so that she was a little further down than the helpless lady, before she tugged on the rope that was bound around the waist of the prisoner and said “Follow me, my helpless slave.”

At least you aren’t going to make me suffer for what I just did, but I doubt that I would put on a good show for you at the moment, given that I do need to have a little nap before we have the special supper in the orchard. As the bound woman walked behind the red-head down the corridor so that they could reach the elevator at the far end, she was starting to feel tired from the afternoon’s exertions and she hoped that it wouldn’t be long before she was resting on Mistress Isabella’s bed.

“Here we are Cecyme, we will only have to wait a moment for the elevator and it will only be a few more steps before you will be resting on the bed and relaxing for a while.” Collette said as she halted in front of the elevator door and once the prisoner was beside her, the maid pressed the button by the door so that they would be able to go up to the next floor. Just before the door opened so that they could enter, there were two screams from the maids’ quarters which brought the captive back to a state of alertness.

“It would seem that Mistress Isabella has been busy entertaining Megumi and Selma while we were outside.” As the maid spoke, the screams subsided to soft moans as the door opened and the two women stepped inside the small area, with Collette pressing the button for the first floor before taking hold of Cecyme’s bound arms so that there was no chance of the lady losing her balance when they ascended. It took just a few seconds to reach the next floor, with the door opening just a moment later and the maid motioned the captive to step out first while the door was held open. After the maid left the elevator, the door closed behind both of the women and the leather-clad lady took the few steps to Isabella’s room so that she could open the door.

“Walk inside the room and sit on the bed.”

Hopefully, I’ll be able to have a nice rest for a little while. What will you be doing when I’m asleep, though? After Cecyme walked into the room, she turned around and sat down on the left side of Isabella’s ornate bed as the temporary dominatrix closed the door before approaching her prisoner. The rope around the helpless lady’s waist was untied and she looked on as the maid knelt on the floor in front of her, before wrapping one end of the rope five times around the ankles of the captive. Three cinches were added to the binding, which pulled the loops into a firm grip around the legs and the maid tied a simple but secure knot with four feet of the cord still trailing.

“There, that should be sufficient to tie your legs together without making it uncomfortable for you.” Collette said as she put her arms around the body of the bound lady, adjusting her position until she was lying on her back on the bed with her head on a pillow. “Now Cecyme.” The woman said as she stood up straight. “I want you to roll over onto your right side so that you are facing the centre of the bed and get yourself comfortable as you will be staying like this for a little while. Once you are in a position that you prefer, please nod your head so that I will know when to continue.”

At the moment, I might fall asleep in any position, but lying on my back with my arms folded underneath me like this would probably become a torment after a short period of time. For Cecyme, getting onto her right side was easy as it took just a few seconds of squirming, but it was about a minute later before she had moved her body to a point where she felt that there would not be any problem with lying there for some time. I had better let Collette that I am ready. I have an idea that this is going to involve the rope coming from my ankles, as you must have a reason for leaving the end free.

Once the captive nodded her head, she felt the hands of the maid grip her feet which were pulled back so that her legs were bent at the knees and soon she could feel the heels of her feet press against the cheeks of her bottom. There was a pull against the rope that was wrapped around her chest, in the centre of her back and a second later there was a slight increase in the pressure of the cord around her ankles.That must be you looping the rope from my ankles to my chest ropes and back again, so that I am held in a hogtie on the bed. There was a fumbling at her ankles for a few seconds which suggested that the end of the rope was being tied off and when the maid’s hands were withdrawn, a little squirming from the captive let her know that she was hogtied and she was going to remain on the bed until she was freed.

At least I am not going to have any problems going to sleep like this, but what are you going to do while I am stuck here? As the helpless lady lifted her head in the hopes of getting to see what her captor was doing, she noticed that the lady was walking down to the bottom of the bed before going around to the right side. Once Collette was on the opposite side from her prisoner, she lay down on her left side on the bed so that she was facing the hogtied slave before moving herself so that their bodies were almost touching. Please don’t torment me right now, as I feel so tired.

The concern of the bound woman must have shown on her face, because Collette appeared to look worried for a moment before a soft smile formed on her lips as her right hand caressed the hair of the captive. “Do not worry Cecyme, I’m not going to hurt you as you need to get some rest before the final activities of the evening. Instead, I am going to be gentle and loving so that it will be easier for you to fall asleep.” When the prisoner heard this, she started to relax in her bonds and the lady sighed a little as she felt the fingers of the right hand of her captor running in a soft manner though her hair. “There, you look much better now. Just let me love you to sleep.” As Collette continued to caress the prisoner with her light hand, she took her left arm around the captive’s so that the two ladies’ bodies were pressed against each other. “I do have another reason for staying with you, as once I leave your side my short period as a dominatrix will be at an end and I will go back to being a submissive maid.”

It sounds as if you really like being a dominatrix at times, so maybe during the next week, I might like to watch while you do this to one of the other ladies. It will be lovely entertainment to see you use your talents on Selma or Megumi. Any further attempt at some kind of coherent thought disappeared as the dominatrix pressed her lips against the gagged mouth of the prisoner, who closed her eyes as  she revelled in the moment. Soon, the kisses moved to the left cheek of the prisoner who moved her head so that the left side of her neck was more accessible and after a minute or two, the kisses migrated from her cheek to her neck. This was a sweet caress in itself, but it wasn’t long before the kisses turned into playful little bites and Collette also opened her mouth wide so that she could suck at the soft flesh of the lady’s neck.

Although the helpless Cecyme found all of this to be very pleasurable, in the end it did nothing to stop her from becoming more relaxed and soon she started to drift off...

“How are you, my sleepy-headed slave?”

Your voice has changed, Collette. Wait, I know that voice. It took a few seconds for the hogtied woman to become awake enough so that she was aware of her current situation and a moment of squirming was enough to confirm that she was still hogtied on the bed of her mistress. Once she had opened and closed her eyes for a few seconds, they remained open and she turned her head to the left so that she could look at the familiar person who had spoken.

“Did you have a lovely time with Collette the Dominatrix? She says that you did, but I would prefer that you let me know that it is true.” Mistress Isabella was sitting on the left side of the bed with her left hand on the bed in front of the prisoner’s chest which meant that she was leaning over with her face above that of her captive’s.

It truly was an incredible afternoon and I hope that I will experience it again in the near future, maybe even next weekend. There was an attempt by the helpless lady to perform a vigorous nod to show that she did enjoy what Collette had done to her, but it was somewhat hampered by the position of her body.

“I am happy that you found the experience to be a good one, Cecyme. To be honest, you have exceeded any expectations that I had of you, as I expected it to take at least two weekends for you to come this far.” As the Mistress spoke, she took hold of the restrained woman who was rolled around on the bed until the lady in the hogtie was lying on her left side so that she faced the left side of the bed which made it easier to look at the woman who controlled her. “That is better as we do not have to put any strain on our necks as we look at each other. In fact Cecyme, you have done so well that I have altered the schedule for tomorrow morning as I feel you are ready for something more than you have been involved in at the moment. I do not want to say much, as it might occupy your mind tonight and I don’t want anything to distract you from tonight’s fun, but what I have got planned will be both entertaining and informative.”

While Isabella was speaking, the constrained captive was looking around the room as best she could in her present situation and she had noticed that Collette was no longer there. What’s happened to Collette? I hope that she isn’t being punished in any way?

“You do not have to worry about what has happened to your temporary Mistress, my sweet slave. I came back to my room about half an hour ago so that Collette would be able to get changed back into a maid’s uniform while I kept watch over you. However, when Collette changes back into being a submissive again, there is what you could call a kind of psychological side-effect which needs to be dealt with, so I expect that she will be back upstairs and knocking on my door before long.” Isabella planted a few sweet kisses on Cecyme’s right cheek before continuing to speak. “Although what is going to happen may be surprising to you, don’t be worried or make any protest, as it will just cause concern to Collette which will not be good for her right now. Just accept it, no matter how bizarre you may feel it to be and remember that it is for her benefit. However, I must admit that I do like to tease her more than a little when this situation happens, which is an indulgence of mine.” There was a soft knocking at the bedroom door. “Oh, that must be her. Who is it?”

“Mistress, it is I, Collette. May I enter, please?”

Isabella lowered her voice as she rose from the bed “Remember Cecyme, do not let Collette become worried about you in any way.” After composing herself, the Mistress said in a loud voice “You may enter, Collette.” There was a click from the handle as it turned, with the door pushed open a moment later and Collette stepped into the room in her full sexy French Maid attire, closing the door behind her.

“And what is so important that you decided to disturb me while I am spending time alone with my slave?” Isabella said with what seemed to be a hint of annoyance at being disturbed.

You almost sound angry, as if you resent her being here at the moment, yet you knew she would turn up here in the first place. What is going on?

“I’m so sorry, Mistress. I know that you are busy and I wouldn’t interrupt you in a normal situation, but if it is okay with you, I would like to make a request.” Collette said as she lowered her head and placed her hands together behind her back, in what appeared to be an obvious act of submission towards her Mistress.

“Well, go ahead and make your request then, maid.”

That sounds a little harsh, Mistress. I have never seen you speak like that before and it seems you are unhappy with Collette. However, just like previous situations I need to observe and not jump to any conclusions.

“Mistress, could you please place me in bondage?”

“And why should I do that?”

“I need to be made to be completely helpless.”

“Well, in that case you can get Megumi or Selma to bind and gag you, as I am sure that they can do a good enough job of restraining you. Now, if you don’t mind, I have to get Cecyme ready for tonight’s festivities in the orchard.”

You have just refused to make Collette helpless. Why would you do such a thing?

“But Mistress Isabella, they won’t be able to provide the same effect on me that you can. Only you can be that good.”

“They are just as efficient as I am. Anyway, you are taking up my time, so if you would be so good as to remove yourself from my room.” As Isabella spoke, she motioned with her right hand at the door through which Collette had entered.

You are being so mean to the poor maid, what has she done to deserve this.

“Please don’t be so cruel to me, Mistress. Please restrain me.”

“You are starting to become a problem, Collette. Perhaps you would wish to work somewhere else instead.” There was a look of horror on Collette’s face as her Mistress spoke, but she responded by kneeling on the floor and placing her hands together in front of her as if she was begging.

“Please Mistress, don’t do this to me. You can do anything you want to me once you make me helpless.”

Collette wants to be tied up, just do it to her.

“So maid, why do you want me to do this to you? Why not have Megumi or Selma do it?”

With this question, everything fell into place for the lady who was lying hogtied on the bed and she realised that this was a game that was being played with great care by the two women. After being a dominatrix, Collette is trying to assert her submissive side in the strongest way possible and this is by being controlled by the woman who is in charge at the moment. This is why Collette needs Isabella to do this as the others won’t be able to make her feel submissive enough.

“You are the only person at the moment who can truly make me become submissive again. Please enslave me, Mistress Isabella.”

“In that case, I will place you in bondage. However you must be warned that I am going to be very strict with you because of your impudence and your punishment is going to be most severe. Now, stand up, be silent and place your hands behind your back.”

Collette rose from the floor, placed her hands behind her back and trembled as her Mistress stared at her...

(To Be Continued)