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Pamela's Story (Fm,oral,b&d)
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Pamela's Story
by Pamela (tv)
1. Chapter
I have arranged a meeting with Mistress Sabina and she has
ordered me to wear black thigh high stockings with the elastic tops
and black panties under my male clothing. After shaving my legs
and donning the required garments, I get into the car to begin the
journey to our meeting place. When I arrive, I knock three times
on the door of her hotel room. She greets me warmly and invites
me in. After closing the door, she asks me if I have complied with
her orders. I say yes and then she commands me to remove all my
clothes except for the feminine undergarments.
As I strip down to my lingerie, I can feel my cock growing against
my silky panties and I am embarrassed to realize that there's
nothing I can do to hide my erection from her. After I have
stripped, I can see her eyes looking at my crotch as a gentle smile
comes to her lips. "Are you ready to begin Pamela? I have some
surprises in store for you."
"Yes Mistress", I answer as she takes my hand and leads me into
the bathroom.
"Your lingerie looks wonderful, but we need to improve your figure
before we can go any further. Stand over here and face the
bathroom door." I do as she asks as I watch her remove some
leather cuffs with ropes attached from a suitcase in the corner of the
bathroom. She attaches the cuffs to each of my wrists and throws
the ropes over the top of the door. As she pulls on them, I am
lifted up and against the door so that my toes are barely touching
the ground. She ties off the ends to the door knob and goes back to
the suitcase to remove a black hourglass corset and orders me to lift
each foot so that she can slide it up my torso. Once it is in the
correct position, I can feel her pulling on the laces in back. "Take a
deep breath Pamela and hold it until I finish." I do as she asks
which allows her to tighten the laces as much as possible. She then
ties off the ends and covers them over with a small leather strap and
hasp. I can hear the click as the small padlock is put into place.
She then moves around to the ofher side of the door and releases
the ropes. I can feel the compression on my chest and am now
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limited to taking very short breaths. After she puts the silicone
breast forms in place, she checks my measurements with a tape
measure. "Hmmm, 42-28-38. Isn't that a lot better than the
38-34-38 you entered the room with?"
"Oh yes Mistress. Thank you."
"Step into these Pamela", as she hands me a pair of black patent d
fher shoes with 6" heels. I notice that each shoe has an ankle strap
with a padlock as she buckles the narrow straps around my ankles
and locks them in place. I feel very strange with my new posture
and wonder if I will be able to maintain my balance with the extra
weight thrusting forward from my chest and the high heels causing
the muscles in my legs and buttocks to tighten.
"Take off your panties Pamela. We need to do something with that
appendage between your legs."
I almost fall down from the uncertain balance caused by the high
heels as I slip off the panties. She reaches back into the suitcase
and retrieves a strange looking device. She grabs my cock and
begins fitting the sheath over it. It has straps that force my balls
up into my body and a narrow strap which is pulled back between
my legs and tied off to the small hasp at the back of the corset. As
I look into the mirror, I see that my maleness has disappeared.
"Put your panties back on and follow me."
I am then lead into the sitting room and ordered to sit at the
vanity table with a large makeup mirror hanging over it. Over the
course of the next 45 minutes, she applies artificial red fingernails,
false eyelashes, foundation, eye shadow, eye liner, blusher, and red
lipstick. She also plucks my eyebrows into a soft feminine arch. As
I gaze into the mirror, I am pleased at the transformation that is
taking place.
"And now for the crowning touch", as she places an ash blond long
hair wig on my head and brushes it out so that the hair barely
touches my shoulders with its soft curls. I can't believe the
reflection staring back from the mirror. No one would guess that I
am really a man.
She then goes over to the closet and takes out the maid's costume.
"Put this on Pamela. I think it will look great on you."
The black dress has a scooped neck, fitted bodice, and a short skirt
over two layers of petticoats. The length barely covers the tops of
my thigh high stockings.
Just as I am closing the zipper in the back of the dress, I hear a
knock on the door. "Who's that? You didn't tell me that ofher
people were coming to our party."
"Well really Pamela, I don't think you have any say in the mattom
considering your present condition. I invited Mistress Kay and her
slave Susie to join us. After I told them about your kinky interests,
they wanted to meet you."
Mistress Sabina opens the door allowing them to enter. The taller
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of the two women who I assume to be Mistress Kay is wearing a
skin tight black l fher mini-skirted she fr, black seamed stockings
and black pumps with 4 1/2" stiletto heels. Her hair and makeup
are done perfectly and I realize that I am about to meet one of my
fantasies.
The ofher woman is about 5'6" tall and wearing a duplicate of my
maid's outfit including the locked-on 6" patent d fher heels. In
addition, she has a black leather collar around her neck with a leash
attached, the end of which is in Mistress Kay's hand.
"Hello Pamela. I've heard a lot about you. I think we have a lot in
common. This is my slave Susie. I brought her along to assist
Mistress Sabina and myself in today's activities. We have many
things planned for you which I'm sure you will find interesting."
Susie curtsey's her greeting and sensuously licks her lips.
Mistress Kay hands the leash to Mistress Sabina and orders me to
stand up. With the 6" heels on, I realize that it would be useless to
try and get away. Moving around behind me, she grabs my wrists
and handcuffs them behind my back being sure to engage the
double locking mechanism. She then forces me to my knees as
Mistress Sabina slides the 2' x 4' cocktail table in front of me.
Susie has retrieved a handful of ropes from the suitcase and hands
them to her Mistress.
"Let's get her tied down, Sabina. I have a position in mind that we
haven't tried before."
Mistress Kay takes a long strand of cord, doubles it over and loops
it around the links of my handcuffs. She the pulls the rope so that
my upper body is forced to lie on the table. My hands are then
pulled up between my shoulder blades as the ends are tied to the
legs at the opposite end of the table. Taking another rope, she
loops it around my left knee and firmly fastens it to the left d g of
the table. The process is repeated on my right knee so that my
knees are now spread two feet apart.
"She's pretty helpless Sabina, but let's see what we can do to make
her a little less comfortable."
"Please Mistress! I'm already uncomfortable. Don't you see that
I'm helpless enough?" A feeling of panic washes over me as I can't
imagine what else she has in mind.
She then takes another rope, loops it around the high heel of my
left foot and pulls it up to join the back part of my upper d g. The
rope is wrapped around three times and the ends are then rerouted
between my calf and thigh before being tied off in a secure cinch.
The process is then repeated on my right d g so that a substantial
portion of my weight is now resting on my knees.
"Well Sabina, what do you think of the bondage I've applied to
Pamela? I assure you that she won't be able to get out of it
without help."
"That's obvious Kay, but would you mind if I took over from here?
We both know what Susie's favorite pastime is and since she's been
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such a good little slave, I think she's earned a reward. Susie, go
into the bathroom and get me a scissors from the drawer under the
sink."
"Oh goody! Yes Mistress. I'll get it right away." Susie is bubbling
with anticipation as she minces off to fetch the scissors.
"Thank you Susie. Now just be patient while I get Pamela ready
for you." Sabina accepts the scissors from Susie and uses it to cut
off my black silk panties.
"Nooooo Mistress. Please stop. I don't want to be exposed any
more than I am already."
"Shut up you slut. You know you love it. Susie, go get the gag from
the suitcase in the bathroom. I'm getting tired of listening to
Pamela's sniveling. I know she loves what we're doing to her."
Susie eagerly goes off to the bathroom and returns to hand the gag
to Sabina. "Here you go Pamela. This is just what the Mistress
ordered, so to speak."
The gag consists of a leather strap and buckle with a rubber shaped
penis attached to the inside. There is also a short tube with a
rubber bulb attached to the front. Simultaneously pushing the gag
against my lips with one hand and pinching my nostrils closed with
the other, she forces me to accept the foul smelling intruder and
quickly buckles it tightly behind my head.
"That's an improvement. I was wondering how long you'd allow her
to whine and complain." Kay was obviously pleased with Sabina's
work.
"I'm nof finished yet Kay. Susie, go get the dildo harness and the
K-Y jelly from the suitcase." Sabina then uses the scissors to cut
the strap that has forced my cock between my legs. Susie returns
with an plastic dildo attached to an assortment of straps and
buckles. After lubricating its 8" l ngth, Sabina pushes it against my
anus and maintains steady pressure until my sphincter muscle
relaxes allowing its full length to slide in. She then arranges the
straps around my waist and hips and buckles them securely.
"Oh, I almost forgot. Susie, be a dear and give that bulb a few
squeezes."
Once again, Susie is eager to assist as she grasps the bulb of the
gag. As she squeezes the bulb, I can feel the penis growing until it
has extended to the back of my mouth.
My mouth is filled. My "pussy" is filled. My rear end is bare and
available. I am tied so tight that I can barely move. I am now more
helpless than I have ever been in my life.
"Well Kay. I think she's ready. Should we let Susie do her thing?"
"I think we'd better. She's been very patient and helpful."
Sabina motions to Susie. "She's all yours. I don't think you'll have
any trouble with her now."
Susie immediately lies down on the floor and slides her body under
the table so that her head is just below my cock. She reaches up,
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unlaces the sheath and takes me into her mouth. My cock springs
to attention as a result of her ministrations. Because of the way I
am tied however, I am capable of only the most limited of
movements. My attempts to thrust my hips forward are greeted
with frustration. My attempts to speak are reduced to mu- ed
groans. The dildo in my ass has served to heighten each sensation
as Susie continues to suck my cock. Mistress Kay holps to take the
strain from Susie's neck by sliding a pillow under her head. She
pauses to adjust the pillow for comfort, thanks her Mistress and
immediately returns to the task at hand. Doubts enter my mind as
I begin to wonder whether I will be able to reach an orgasm
because of my inability to move.
"Susie's been doing her thing for about fifteen minutes now, Kay.
Don't you think we should have her stop. I think Pamela has been
in this position too long and I wouldn't want her to suffer any
damage from her bondage. Why don't I untie her soel thcan rest
for a while. In the meantime, you can get Susie ready for Pamela's
next surprise."
Sabina grabs each of Susie's legs and pulls her out from under the
table. An audible pop can be heard as her mouth slides off of my
erection leaving me in a state of total frustration.
"Oh, Mistress. Why did you make me stop? I was having so much
fun, I wanted to finish her off."
Kay puts her arm around Susie's shoulder to comfort her. "Don't
worry. You're not through having fun yet. We have another
surprise in store for Pamela, so come with me and I'll get you
ready."
2. Chapter
Mistress Kay has left me high and dry by removing Susie from
underneath the table. I am so aroused that I am only vaguely
aware that Mistress Sabina is untying the ropes that have kept me
so helpless. She first releases each of my own legs from those of the
table and then unties the rope securing my hands between my
shoulder blades. The table is put back into its original position and
I am left to lie on the floor until the feeling returns to my legs. All
the while, the dildo continues to work its magic in maintaining my
raging hard-on and my frustration continues to grow causing
mu- ed groans to emerge from behind my gag. The fake penis in
my mouth is a new sensation as I wonder what it would be like to
suck on the real thing.
"Can you stand up yet Pamela?" My Mistress takes me by the left
arm and helps me struggle to my feet. Once again, I am perched
unsteadily on those wonderful 6" heels. She then moves behind me
and unlocks one of the cuffs on my wrists. I feel her unzip the back
of my dress and slide it off my arms and down to the floor. My
wrists are then once again cuffed behind my back.
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"I think we need some adjustment here Pamela" as she tighten the
straps on the dildo harness one more notch driving it farther up my
ass.
Taking one of the ropes, she wraps one end around my balls three
times and ties it off. Using the other end as a leash, she gives it a
tug and leads me into the bedroom. As we enter the bedroom I can
see that Mistress Kay has been busy. She has Susie tied face up to
the bed. Her spread legs are hanging over the side and securely
fastened to the casters under the bed frame. Her spreadeagled arms
are similarly fastened on the other side. She is not gagged but a
padded leather blindfold has been strapped over her eyes. A red
waspy corset without any bra adorns her torso. Her milky white
breasts are heaving from her arousal. She is not wearing any
panties and I can see that her pussy has been shaved. A long rope
has been tied around her waist and secured to both ends of the bed.
She is totally and completely helpless.
My handcuffs are removed and she leads me to the side of the bed
where Susie's head is resting. Taking the leash rope and passing it
back between my legs, she commands me to get on top of her so
that my face is right over her pussy. Even though she is
blindfolded, Susie senses that my cock is near her mouth and after
a couple of unsuccessful attempts, she finds her target and once
again takes me into her mouth and begins to suck.
Working quickly now, Sabina and Kay tie each of my arms to
Susie's ankles. Using a rope about twenty feet long, Kay doubles it
over and loops it twice around my left wrist. The two ends are then
extended to Susie's left ankle and tied off to the arch of her high
heeled foot. At the same time, Sabina has done the same thing with
my right arm. After my legs are similarly tied to each of Susie's
arms, Sabina adds just a little tension to the leash rope and secures
it to the side of the bed frame. I am helpless to remove my cock
from Susie's attentions, not that I would really want to if I could.
"How do you like this position Pamela?"
"Mmmmffff, urrrg, mmmfff," is all I can manage as a response to
my Mistress's question.
"Oh how silly of me. I forgot your mouth was still plugged with
that inflated penis. You can't do very much for Susie that way."
Sabina first releases the valve allowing the rubber intrusion to
shrink to manageable proportions, unbuckles the strap and pulls
the now deflated fake penis from my mouth.
"Oh thank you Mistress. I thought you'd never take it off."
"You're welcome Pamela. I'm sure you can figure out what we want
you to do next. Don't you think that you should show Susie how
much you appreciate what she's doing?"
Susie's shaved snatch is right underneath my mouth as I bury my
tongue in her moist slit and find my way to her erect clit. The
movements of my tongue cause mu- ed sounds of pleasure to come
from Susie's filled mouth. We are both oblivious to the rest of the
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world around us as we simultaneously erupt in an overwhelming
orgasm.
"Wow Kay, it sure didn't take long for them to get their rocks off
once we let Pamela suck on Susie's pussy." "There's only one thing
that Susie likes more than giving blow jobs, and that's having
someone suck on her clit. I think we should let them rest now while
we think of what to do next with them."
"Good idea, Kay. Let's go down to the lobby bar to discuss it."
Susie and I are only vaguely aware that our Mistresses have left as
we slowly recover from our orgasms. Once my senses have returned,
a feeling of panic sweeps over me and I futilely try to reach any of
the knots securing Susie and me to the bed.
"Relax Pamela. Kay does this to me all the time. She always comes
back in a couple of hours or so. Why don't we do what we can to
pass the time," as Susie once again takes me into her mouth. Even
though I had just had a tremendous release moments before, my
cock springs to attention as a result of Susie's expert sucking. My
tongue dives back into Susie's clit as I decide to reciprocate.
3. Chapter
I spent the time alternating between lapping up the love juices in
Susie's cunt and trying to get myself loose from the Mistresses'
ingenious bondage. I should have known by now that when either
of these ladies ties someone up, they will not get loose without
help. I kept straining to reach any of the knots that bound us
together but our Mistresses had made sure that they were well
beyond the reach of my groping fingers. Finally exhausted, I gave
up and concentrated on the wonderful sensations caused by Susie's
continual sucking of my organ.
I had completely lost track of time when I heard the door to our
room open. Mistress Kay and Mistress Sabina walked into the
bedroom and just stood in the doorway surveying the results of
their handiwork.
"Don't they make a cute couple, Sabina?" Kay had an evil grin on
her face. "I think we should take them back to my place where we
have more toys to play with. Let's untie them so that we can
prepare them for travel."
As the Mistresses began to undo the ropes binding Susie and me to
the bed and to each other, I kept asking what Kay meant about
traveling somewhere. Surely they didn't intend to take me
anywhere dressed as a woman. "Sabina and I have decided that you
are ready to "go out" for the first time, Pamela. We both think
that you'll pass easily as long as you don't speak with anyone.
Don't worry. We'll fix you both so that your outfits won't attract
attention. Neither of us wants to cause a commotion in the hotel
lobby."
After the last knot was undone, Sabina took the leash rope and led
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me back to the sitting room. Kay stayed in the bedroom with
Susie, presumably to prepare her for our "journey."
"OK Pamela, let's get you prepared." Sabina first untied the leash
rope from around my balls and then replaced the leather sheath
that I had worn before. Once again, my testes were forced up into
my body cavity and my cock was pulled back between my legs and
attached with a cord to the hasp at the back of my still locked-on
corset. She then bound my wrists and elbows behind my back. As
an added feature, a rope was then doubled over and looped around
my waist. The two ends were then pulled down my tummy and
back between my legs on either side of my now nearly invisible
penis. Sabina then threaded the ends above my wrist bindings
pulling down hard and wrapping them three times between my
wrists. The ends were then routed back down between my legs and
up to meet the front of the waist rope where they were pulled once
again and tied off. Still another rope was then doubled over and
looped around the bindings between my elbows. Taking the ends,
Sabina then wrapped the line under my armpit, over my shoulder,
behind my neck, over the shoulder on the other side and finally
back down under the other armpit where it was cinched off on the
ropes between my elbows. The bondage was completed by passing
the remaining length of this last rope across my body underneath
my "breasts" where the final knot was applied around the rope
between my elbows on the other side. My arms were now
completely immobilized.
"There. That ought to hold you," she said in mock understatement.
"Kay! Have you finished with Susie yet? I think we're just about
ready in here."
Kay was holding Susie gently by the arm as she guided her into the
sitting room. She was wearing a pair of red panties in addition to
the waspy corset. Her six inch heels had been replaced with a pair
of very conventional looking black pumps with 3" heels. Her wrists
were locked on either side of a 4" wide belt which was buckled
around her waist while another leather strap pulled her elbows
close together behind her back. Even though her bondage was not
as redundant as mine, she was equally as helpless.
"Sabina, don't you think Pamela should change her shoes? Those
6" heels with the locks will attract too much attention when we
leave."
"You're right Kay. Fortunately, Pamela and I both wear a size 10 B
shoe and I can lend her one of my pairs." Sabina rummaged in her
suitcase and retrieved a pair of black pumps with 4" heels and red
trim. She unlocked the padlocks on my ankle straps and had me
slip into the pair she had chosen for me. They fit perfectly and
were a good deal more comfortable to stand in.
Sabina then led me to the bathroom where she deftly touched up
the makeup that had been badly smeared as a result of my session
on the bed with Susie.
Meanwhile, Kay had retrieved two coats from the closet and
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handed one to Sabina. Our Mistresses then draped the coats over
our shoulders and tucked the ends of the sleeves into the pockets
concealing our bondage. As I glanced in the mirror, I could see that
Susie and I were each wearing black mink coats which dropped to
mid-calf length. We looked like a pair of ladies ready to go on a
shopping trip. No one would guess that we were prisoners of our
two female companions.
Kay and Sabina then put on their own coats, picked up their
overnight bags and headed for the door. "Susie, Pamela, you better
follow us. I don't think you'd want to stay here to be found by the
maid when she cleans the room. If you refuse, I'm going to take
away those beautiful coats you're wearing and you will only have
your lingerie for clothing." Sabina was right. If we didn't go along,
it was unlikely that we would be able to get loose and the maid
would discover us in our bondage. Even if we could manage to
untie ourselves, we certainly wouldn't be able to leave the room
dressed as we were.
"Pamela, let's follow them. I'm sure they'll have some unusual
surprises for us when we get to my Mistress's home. Besides, I
really like you and I know you love the way I suck your cock. I'm
sure Mistress will let me do it again soon." Susie bubbled with
enthusiasm as she anticipated the surprises her Mistress had in
store for us.
Having no other acceptable choices, I joined Susie and our
Mistresses as we left the room and headed for the elevator. I was
filled with a sense of excitement as I realized I was going out in
public for the first time dressed as a woman. As we waited for the
elevator, I could feel the hallway's draft of air circulating under my
coat and around my stockinged legs. The combination of the high
heels on my feet and the dildo up my ass caused my hips to sway
and reduced my stride to a feminine gait. I enjoyed these sensations
almost as much as the feeling of vulnerability caused by my
bondage.
As we left the elevator and walked through the lobby to the parking
garage, I felt as though every eye was on me. How did I look? Did
anyone suspect I was a man? Was my walk feminine enough? As
we passed people in the lobby, some didn't look at me at all and
those that did smiled a greeting as they passed. We made it all the
way to Kay's Lincoln without incident. Apparently, I looked
convincing enough that no one thought we were anything more
than four women going out for a shopping trip.
Our mistresses opened the rear doors of the Town Car, helped us
into our seats and buckled the seat belts across our laps. The
seated position added additional tension to the crotch rope and
drove the dildo further up my ass. Susie noticed the distressed look
on my face as I kept shifting in my seat trying to find a more
comfortable position. "You'll be OK Pamela. It's only a short drive
to Mistress Kay's home. I think you'll be better off if you don't
move around so much."
We had been driving for about twenty minutes when Kay pulled
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into the driveway of her large home. I had taken Susie's advice and
remained motionless for most of the trip and I realized that she had
a good deal more experience with these situations than I did.
We were helped out of the car and escorted into the house. "I'll
hang up the coats Sabina. Why don't you take our playthings to
the Toy Room. You remember the way, don't you?"
"I sure do Kay. Come on you two. It's time to have some more
fun."
Sabina attached two leashes to Susie's collar and my crotch rope
and led us down a flight of stairs to what was obviously the "Toy
Room." It had all manner of bondage equipment hanging on the
walls. Gags, straps, ropes, leather hoods, paddles and whips were
hanging everywhere. There were also a variety of metal frames and
some metal posts attached to the floor. I could only wonder what
they were for and I didn't like most of my guesses as to how they
could be used.
By this time, Kay had joined us and started to collect some of the
bondage gear from off the walls. "Sabina and I are going out for
the evening but before we do I'm going to make sure you are
properly entertained while we're gone."
With that, Kay tied the end of my leash rope to one of the
numerous hooks in the wall while Sabina dragged a wooden
platform into the middle of the room. It was about 6" high and had
8 eye bolts fastened to its perimeter. She then released Susie from
her bondage and told her to remove her panties. Kay then handed
the 6" heels back to Susie and ordered her to put them on. After
Susie buckled the second strap, Kay installed the padlocks locking
the shoes on her feet.
"Susie, go over to the platform and stand on it. Sabina, please
bring one of those spreader bars over here."
The bar was about three feet long and had leather cuffs attached to
either end. Kay attached the first cuff to Susie's left ankle and
locked it in place. She then forced Susie's legs apart to the required
distance and locked the second cuff to her right ankle. She really
looked gorgeous with her legs spread like that. Kay then took an
odd leather pouch-like affair and after folding Susie's arms behind
her back, she slipped the pouch over her elbows and upper arms.
The two straps that started on one side of the pouch were then
taken over her shoulders and across her back where they were
attached to the buckles on the outside of the pouch. Susie's arms
were now helplessly imprisoned inside the leather bag.
Meanwhile Sabina was busy attaching a 4" wide leather belt to
Susie's waist. I noticed that there was a long 2" wide strap
descending from its front and Sabina first took a 6" long dildo and
slid the strap through the leather loop on its bottom. She then
pressed the artificial cock against Susie's still moist pussy and
applied gentle but steady pressure until its entire length
disappeared inside her. Sabina next took a 4" butt plug and after
lubricating its length with K-Y jelly, forced it against Susie's
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rosebud. After several seconds, Susie's sphincter muscle relaxed and
the plug found its way home. Sabina then threaded the strap
through the loop on the end of the plug and up to meet the roller
buckle descending from the back of the waist strap. After passing
the end through the buckle, she then gave a hard pull to the end
and inserted the prong in the buckle through the hole in the strap.
She then locked a padlock through a hole on the end of the prong
to insure that this unusual chastity belt would remain in place.
Susie was tottering on her heels and almost lost her balance as a
result of the sensations caused by the two intruders. Beads of
perspiration broke out all over her upper body as her arousal
increased and she tried to retain her balance. Sabina noticed that
Susie was having difficulty standing, so she took a long length of
rope and knotted it through the padlock at the back of the waist
belt. Extending its length, she fastened it to one of the eye bolts on
the wall behind Susie. "There, Susie. If you just lean forward a
little bit, you be able to stand a little easier."
Kay then came over to my side and untied the leash rope from its
mooring. "Come on Pamela. It's your turn. I know you can't wait
to see what we have in store for you." After seeing what these
ladies just did to Susie, a panicky feeling swept over me as I
wondered what devilish bondage they had in mind for me.
Kay then started to undo the numerous ropes wrapped around my
body. When the last knot was untied, she took off the sheath
around my cock and carefully undid the harness holding the dildo
up my ass. "Lie on the floor Pamela, and take off your shoes.
Sabina just bought some new boots and I want you to wear them
for us."
Sabina brought over an odd looking pair of black patent leather
boots with incredible 7" heels. As she slid the first one onto my left
foot, I noticed that the sole would not bend because it was
permanently shaped into a ballet like arch. After tieing off the laces
at the ankle, she repeated the process on my right foot. My feet
were now imprisoned inside a pair of boots that forced my feet into
the en pointe position that ballerinas are famous for. Sabina then
ordered me to slide over in front of Susie. Once I was in place, she
locked a spreader bar identical to Susie's on my now outstretched
ankles. With Kay's help, she lifted me by the arm pits to a
standing position facing Susie. "Standing" in this context gentle
readers, is a term that needs to be interpreted loosely. Now perched
on my toes in the ballet boots with 7" heels, there was no way I
could maintain my balance without someone's help.
With Kay still helping me to maintain my balance, Sabina tied my
wrists behind my back with the palms facing each other. She then
slipped a single sleeve leather arm binder up my arms and fastened
the straps around my shoulders making sure that the laces were
properly drawn and securely tied.
Sabina then brought over a belt similar to the one adorning Susie's
middle and buckled it around my waist. The vertical long strap was
centered at the back. She then took another butt plug and after
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lubricating it, patiently slid it home. She then passed the strap
through the loop at the bottom of the plug and carefully pulled the
end of my cock through a hole which was located in just the right
place. The end of the strap was then threaded through the roller
buckle descending from the front of the belt. As she pulled down on
the strap and locked it to the roller buckle, my testes were once
again forced up inside my body. I looked down to see my now fully
erect penis emerging from the hole in the strap.
Sabina then circled my torso with a pair of 2" wide leather straps
insuring that my arms were immobilized. She then knotted a length
of rope through a ring at the end of the single sleeve and extended
it to the wall behind me where it was securely fastened. "Pamela, if
you just lean forward a little like Susie, you'll be able to stand a
little easier." Kay then gradually withdrew her support until she
was confident that I wouldn't fall over.
Sabina next brought over what appeared to be an unusually wide
8" long rubber dildo. As she approached my crotch with the device,
I could see that it was hollow and had a squeeze bulb attached to it
by a plastic tube. She then took a glob of K-Y jelly and slowly
applied it to my member. She finished just as I reached the edge of
an orgasm leaving me high and dry once again. The lubrication
allowed her to easily slide the dildo over my raging erection and she
fastened it to two snaps on the crotch strap which were situated
above and below my cock. "I think you're going to like this
Pamela," said Sabina as she gave the bulb several slow squeezes.
The inside of the rubber phallus inflated applying even pressure to
the real penis inside. The sensation was not uncomfortable but
rather pleasurable as I realized that the device would serve to
maintain my erection.
"Sabina, let's try out that new gag we had custom made. I think
this is just the right situation for it." Kay then buckled a double
pear gag first at the back of Susie's neck and then similarly
fastened its twin around my own. The gags were attached in front
of the mouth section and forced our heads closely together. The
combination of the ropes attached to the wall and the union of our
gags provided all the support we needed to prevent us from falling.
Kay and Sabina stood back and surveyed their handiwork. "Well
Kay, I think that should hold them until we get back. We better go
now or we'll be late for the opera."
"Just a minute Sabina. We forgot the finishing touch."
With that, Kay plugged four electrical cords into the outlets on the
wall. She then methodically inserted one of the ends into a socket
at the base of Susie's butt plug. Susie immediately gasped behind
her gag and I could see her eyes nearly bulge from their sockets.
Kay repeated the process with a cord attached to the base of
Susie's dildo. Beads of perspiration broke out on Susie's forehead as
her arousal increased.
"Oh that's clever, Kay. Give me the other two cords so I can do
Pamela."
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Sabina first inserted one of the ends into a socket at the base of the
butt plug I was wearing. It instantly began vibrating. She next
plugged the last cord end into the socket at the base of my clamped
on artificial penis and it too began to vibrate. The feeling was
incredible. I was perched on those ridiculous boots with my legs
obscenely spread and tied so that I could barely move. The
vibrations drove me to ever increasing heights of sexual frustration
and I could tell that Susie was suffering the same fate as I.
Alternating moans of pleasure and frustration continually emanated
from behind her half of the double pear gag.
"I hope you two have a good time while we're gone. As I'm sure
you know by now, those dildos and plugs you're wearing are
powered by a/c current. There aren't any batteries to wear out so
I'm sure that you will both be adequately entertained. Bye, now."
4. Chapter
"Mmmmfff, urrgg, mmmfffsst," I tried to protest as Kay and
Sabina headed up the stairway. I realized they had ignored me
when I heard the motor of the Lincoln fire up and fade away as
they drove off to the Opera House. Knowing that most operas last
at least three hours, I panicked in my bondage and strained
desperately to gain any advantage over the rope and leather that
bound me. I succeeded only in causing our bodies to sway a little
to each side as this was all the movement our bondage would allow.
I couldn't even shift my feet due to the combination of the spreader
bar and the ballet boots. So intense were my efforts that I became
temporarily unaware of the vibrations at my crotch.
"Mmmrrrgggglll, mmmfff, urrgg!" Susie was trying to get me to
stop because my movements were placing an unpleasant strain on
her obscenely spread legs. I must have struggled for about ten
minutes before I gave up realizing that not only were my efforts
ineffectual, but they were also causing additional discomfort to
Susie and I really didn't want to do that. Once I settled down,
Susie's groans of distress gradually changed to groans of pleasure as
the two vibrating intruders took over her being. When her eyes
were open, there was a blankness to them as though she wasn't
focusing on anything. Frequently her eyes would close and her
whole body would tremble as each orgasm swept through her body.
Fastened as I was, I could do no more than enjoy the view as she
continued in her wanton display.
While the vibrations at my crotch were pleasurable, they were more
than offset by the cramping in my leg muscles and the pressure on
my toes. I made a mental note to be sure and complain to my
Mistress Sabina about the discrimination in our bondage. Here,
Susie was having a field day with one orgasm after another washing
over her body while I was left to wonder how much more time
remained before our Mistresses would return. The EEOC was
definitely going to hear about this! While I continued to allow these
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fanciful ideas to play with my brain, I couldn't help becoming a bit
jealous of Susie as she remained lost in her ecstacy.
It seemed that several days had passed when I once again heard the
sound of the Lincoln in the driveway. I immediately tried to think
of what I could do to communicate my distress when our Mistresses
returned to the "Toy Room."
"Mmmrrroooh, mmmfff, mmmrrrff!" I tried to make my feelings
known as Sabina and Kay came down the stairs. Susie didn't even
react to my protestations as still another orgasm swept over her
glowing body.
"Hello slaves, I trust you had a good time while we were gone. Oh
my! Look at Susie, Kay. She sure has an insatiable appetite. It
makes me hot just to look at her." Sabina was standing next to
Susie and took each of her nipples between her fingers and gently
manipulated them. Kay stood next to me and grabbed my rubber
cock, "Well, I see Con Edison didn't let us down, Sabina. The
thing's still vibrating like crazy."
"You got that right, Kay. I think Susie has lost it completely
though. She doesn't even seem to know that we're back. You know
the old saying about 'too much of a good thing' ? I think we should
untie them and get them ready for the night."
"Definitely, Sabina. Pamela needs to take a load off her feet as
well."
Kay stood behind Susie and put her hands on her shoulders to keep
her from falling while Sabina untied the rope bracing me to the
wall. With Sabina providing my support, Kay unbuckled the gag at
Susie's neck and immediately came over to help as the two
Mistresses slowly lowered me to my back. I could hear the "pop" as
Susie's half of the pear gag was withdrawn from her mouth. Susie
regained enough of her senses to lean forward against her anchoring
rope.
"From the look of things Kay, I don't think that Pamela had much
fun while we were gone. Since she's been such a good 'girl', I think
we should give her a reward."
With that, Sabina removed my half of the double pear gag and
undid the snaps on my rubber dildo. Using the valve on the squeeze
bulb, she let some of the air out of the gadget and began to slowly
move the artificial penis up and down over my engorged cock. In a
matter of seconds, I erupted in a magnificent orgasm born of hours
of denial. After my hips stopped bucking, Sabina placed the rubber
cock to my gasping lips and poured its contents into my mouth.
Instinctively, I swallowed without realizing that I was drinking my
own cum. As I lie there totally spent, Kay took a cloth and gently
blotted the excess from my lips.
"Aaahhh, ooohhh, Mistress that was wonderful," I babbled as they
got up to release Susie from her bondage. I was now content to just
lie on the floor and savor the feeling of release that had taken over
my body.
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I was only vaguely aware of the conversation between Kay and
Sabina as they discussed our next bondage position while releasing
Susie from all of her bonds except for the locked chastity belt and
spreader bar. She was like a rag doll resulting from the exhaustion
produced by her multiple orgasms. The electrical cords were still
plugged in to her dual invaders causing her body to shudder every
few minutes in the continuation of her enforced pleasure. They left
Susie stretched out on the platform in a sort of sex induced stupor
while they helped me to a sitting position.
After removing the single sleeve, they helped me to my feet and
unlocked the belt around my waist. With Kay holding me up,
Sabina then slipped the crotch strap off of my now flaccid member
and carefully withdrew the plug from my ass. They both helped
lower me back into a sitting position while still wearing the ballet
shoes and the spreader bar. Kay went over to her slave and, after
unplugging the cords, dragged her by the armpits so that we were
now sitting back to back.
She then took each of Susie's arms and extended them back around
my torso where Sabina quickly locked on a pair of handcuffs. They
then stretched each of my arms around Susie's waist where they
were similarly locked into place.
"I just know you're going to appreciate your next position, Susie."
Kay's voice was full of sarcasm. "Sabina and I think that you've
gotten a little selfish and need to develop a better understanding of
other people's feelings....especially when it comes to sex. We're
going to tie you up so that you will still be able to have an orgasm
if you want, but it will be at Pamela's expense."
Each woman then took a long nylon rope and lashed our upper
arms together. Kay then moved around in front of me and tied a
double half-hitch slip knot at one of its ends. She then cupped my
balls in her hand while slipping the loop around them. She then
slid the knot into place at the bottom of my sac being careful that
it was not too tight but also that it would not slip off. She the ran
the rope under one of my outstretched legs and slid it under my
cheek by holding a portion of the rope on either side of my leg until
it was centered under my ass crack. She then routed the rope under
Susie's leg and bottom until it was similarly positioned. She now
knelt in front of Susie and gently pulled on the rope removing all of
the slack while being careful that the knot around my balls did not
get any tighter. I could feel a gentle tension as my balls were pulled
back under my body. I could feel one of the women pull down on
my handcuff links so that my arms were extended as far as possible
down Susie's abdomen. The other woman then wrapped the cord
around the links and knotted it off.
By now, I had recovered from my previous exhaustion. When the
cord on my balls was pulled, I started to pay very close attention to
what these Mistresses of Bondage were up to. It didn't take long for
me to discover that I didn't want to move my arms. Every slightest
motion caused the loop around my balls to tighten a little more.
Once tightened, the nature of the slip knot meant that it would not
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get any looser even if the tension on the line were released. I
remained perfectly still, while Kay took a even thinner cord and
tied an identical loop just behind the head of my penis. Once again,
it was tight enough to stay in place but not tight enough to cause
discomfort....yet. I could see Sabina pull Susie's handcuffed wrists
down my abdomen while Kay knotted the end around the links
between them. I was getting a feeling I was not going to enjoy this.
"Now Susie, just to make sure you know what's going on, that rope
that runs under your crotch is firmly attached to a noose around
Pamela's balls. Additionally, your handcuffs are now attached to
another noose at the end of her penis. Any movement on your part
will cause those loops to tighten a little more." Kay was very
careful to make sure that Susie knew the results of her getting too
wrapped up in her own sexual desires.
"Yes Mistress. I'll be good. I don't want to hurt Pamela." Susie
sounded sincere as she assured Kay that she would remain still.
Little did she know that Kay intended to make it still more difficult
for her to remain motionless.
Meanwhile, Sabina had retrieved some more toys from the wall. As
she buckled a collar around my neck, the wideness of the leather
forced my head into an upright position. She then moved over to
Susie and, after removing her regular slave collar, duplicated the
treatment. The backs of our heads were now touching. She then
took a pair of red ball gags and buckled them together at one end.
With Kay's help, the gags were forced into our mouths and buckled
tightly together on the sides of our heads. The large intruder
popped deep into my mouth and settled behind my teeth. The
upright position caused by the collar prevented me from lowering
my jaw in order to push the gag out of my mouth. Sabina then
took a pair of thickly padded leather blindfolds. After joining them
at one end, she buckled them tightly over our eyes plunging us into
darkness. Susie and I were now connected together like a pair of
Siamese twins joined at the head.
While Sabina was busy with the gags and blindfolds, Kay fastened
a two foot spreader bar above and between Susie's knees. She then
knotted a short rope around the center of the bar and threaded it
through a ring at the front of Susie's collar. After pulling on the
rope until Susie's feet left the floor, she knotted off the other end
around the bar.
"Here, Sabina. Why don't you do the same thing with Pamela."
Kay handed the bar's twin to Sabina. As she drew the slack from
the rope, my feet were lifted off the floor and I could immediately
feel the noose around my balls tighten a little.
Kay then took four long ropes and after attaching them to the rings
at the sides of our collars, extended them to the walls where they
were securely fastened. "That ought to keep you two from falling
over. If you roll over on your sides, you might hurt yourselves." Kay
was always thinking of our safety in her own devilish sort of way.
"Susie, I've got an extra added attraction for you. We don't want
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you to have too easy a time of it and I know you love challenges.
I'm going to plug your vibrators into the wall again. I think that
will provide just the right amount of distraction so you will have a
more difficult time remaining motionless."
I was thinking that Kay couldn't be serious. There was no way
Susie would be able to remain still with all those vibrations going
on in her crotch. My hopes that she was kidding were dispelled as
she plugged two of the electrical cords into the vibrators attached
to Susie's waist belt. Her body immediately began to quiver. I
could feel the nooses tighten around my penis and testicles as the
jerking of her arms continued.
"Susie! You have to concentrate more intently. You have to try and
ignore those sensations in your crotch or else Pamela will have a
very bad time of it. Concentrate, Susie! Concentrate!" Kay smiled
sarcastically knowing full well that Susie probably wouldn't be able
to contend with her vibrating dual invaders.
"Well Sabina, I don't know about you but all of this work has made
me sleepy. Let's go to bed and get a good rest so we're fresh for
tomorrow's schedule. Susie, if those nooses around Pamela are too
tight when we return in the morning, we'll have to punish you
severely. Have fun ladies and goodnight."
5. Chapter
Kay and Sabina left the "Toy Room" to go upstairs and do
whatever it is that Mistresses do when they're alone together. I only
hoped that they would go straight to bed and not sit up all night
inventing new ways to tie us up. This last position was especially
difficult not only because of my fear that Susie would cause the
dual nooses around my organ to tighten, but also because all of my
weight was resting on my tailbone. Fortunately, the thick carpeting
provided some cushion and kept my rump from going numb.
I could feel the tension build in Susie's body as she valiantly tried
to remain still. Her arms would occasionally stiffen and her back
would straighten as the vibrators within her continued their magic.
I could feel the wetness on her upper back knowing that her body
was drenched in perspiration from her efforts to hold off the
orgasms. Just as the upstairs clock chimed three o'clock, it
happened. Susie's body began to jerk as much as her bondage
would allow. I could feel the two nooses tighten as my organ
became the object of a genital tug-of-war. The cord attached to
Susie's cuffs kept jerking on the end of my penis with the result
that the one way slip knot tightened its grip on my now elongated
member. The bucking motion of her torso caused my own arms to
move as well and pulled my balls back under my body. Suddenly,
her body relaxed. The orgasm must have been so intense that she
passed out. I hoped that she would stay asleep for the remainder of
the night until our Mistresses returned to release us. In spite of my
position, I was able to fall into a fitful sleep induced by the
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exhaustion from the day's activities. I was awakened by the sounds
of conversation coming from the stairway.
"Well Sabina, it looks like you won the bet. I really thought that I
had trained Susie good enough to control herself. Obviously, I was
wrong. These nooses on Pamela's organ are as tight as can be." I
could feel one of the women untie the cords from my cuffs. As the
loops were removed from my cock, I could feel the blood rushing
through the tip of my penis. "You'll be fine, Pamela. I'm sure Susie
hasn't done any permanent damage. But she will have to be
punished. Sabina, help me to get them undone so that we can
prepare her for her punishment.
It must have taken the women ten minutes before I was freed from
the complicated bondage they had devised. I was left to stretch out
on the floor so that the feeling could return to my limbs. While I
sat there rubbing my legs and arms, they hoisted Susie to her now
unbound feet an escorted her to the center of the room. "Oh
Mistress, please. I tried to remain still but there was nothing I
could do. Please don't punish me. I'll mop the floors, wash the
windows, I'll do any chores you want but please don't tie me up
again." "I'll have none of that young lady. You should know by now
that I mean what I say. I lost a $100 bet because of your lack of self
control and now, you are going to pay for it." Kay's displeasure
with her young slave was obvious as she bound Susie's hands
together behind her back. She then looped another rope around her
upper arms and slowly drew in the slack until her elbows were
almost touching. Sabina took a doubled up length of rope and
wrapped it around Susie's waist. She threaded the two ends
through the loop in the front, pulled it as tight as she could and
passed it down between the lips of her sex and up to the waist rope
in the back where it was given another yank and securely knotted.
"Oooohhh, Mistress. Not so tight. Your going to cut me in half!"
"Shut up you slut. You deserve everything you're going to get and
you know it."
Kay then took a two inch wide leather strap and buckled it tightly
above Susie's knees locking her legs together. Taking a long length
of sash cord, she gathered Susie's long hair into a pony tail at the
top of her head and tied the end tightly around it. She threaded
the other end through an eyebolt in the ceiling above and brought
it back down to her hair where it was tightly wrapped three more
times and securely fastened.
Sabina then took Susie's red panties and stuffed them into her
mouth. In order to secure the wadding, she took a three inch wide
roll of dermicel tape and wrapped it tightly three times around her
lower head insuring that Susie's mouth would remain sealed around
the silky material. One of the previously discarded blindfolds was
then put back into place over Susie's eyes.
Kay was now standing in front of Susie and threaded a pair of gold
rings through the base of Susie's pierced nipples. She then
produced a roll of dental floss and tore off about a two foot length.
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She knotted one of the ends to the left nipple ring, passed the line
through the ring on the right, and slowly drew out all of the slack
causing Susie's breasts to be drawn together. After passing the floss
twice more through the rings, she knotted it off.
Sabina knelt in front of Susie and tied the end of a rope around her
high heeled instep. She then stood behind her and passed the other
end above the bindings on her wrists. Placing one hand around
Susie's ankle, she picked up Susie's foot and pulled on the rope until
her high heel was almost touching her hands. After tieing off this
last binding, the two Mistresses stood back and admired their work.
"How long will she have to stay tied like that, Kay? Her body is
stretched as tight as a bowstring and I really like the way you've
tied her breasts together. I'm sure that will make her very
uncomfortable after a few minutes." Sabina traced small circles
with her long red fingernail around Susie's nipples as she spoke.
"I think a couple of hours ought to do it. What do you say we take
Pamela upstairs and get her into her working clothes so that she
can start her chores."
First, the women removed my ballet boots and then assisted me to
my feet. Each lady then took one of my arms and escorted me
upstairs in my stockinged feet. When we arrived in the master
bedroom, Kay unlocked the padlock at the back of my corset. I
took a long breath of air as the laces were undone. I had almost
forgot what it was like to take a deep breath since I had been
wearing the garment for nearly twenty four hours. "Don't get too
comfortable, Pamela. We have a different corset for you to wear
today. Take off your stockings and take a shower. And be careful
not to smear your makeup or get your hair wet. We want you to be
pretty while you do the housework."
After nearly a full day's worth of difficult bondage, the shower felt
wonderfully refreshing. I slowly toweled myself off and returned to
the bedroom. I could see that Kay and Sabina had chosen my
clothing for the day and had arranged the feminine articles neatly
on the bed.
"Here. Put these on Pamela." Sabina handed me a pair of black
fishnet stockings. As I slid each one onto my hairless legs, I noticed
that they had a seam down the back. I adjusted the elastic bands
at the top of each thigh and carefully checked to make sure that the
seams were straight.
"That's good, Pamela. Now let me help you with your shoes."
Sabina knelt in front of me to slip on a pair of black pumps with
the now familiar locking ankle straps. As I balanced on the four
inch heels, she clipped the small padlocks into place around each
ankle. "I think you'll find this heel height to be a little more
practical for housework, Pamela. We wouldn't want you to break
an ankle while you're doing your chores." Sabina was right.
Compared to the ballet boots and the ridiculous six inch heels I
had previously worn, these felt like flats. I knew I wouldn't have
any trouble getting around in them.
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"We've got a new corset for you, Pamela. This one will take you to
the next level in your figure training." Sabina had me raise my
arms over my head as she slid the garment into place around my
torso. As she drew in the lacing, I slid my hands over the satiny
front panel and felt that the corset was extremely stiff due to the
heavy boning. "Kay. Can you give me a hand here. We need to
take in Pamela's waist to twenty four inches. Raise your arms,
Pamela and take a deep breath." Both women pulled so hard on
the laces that I nearly lost my balance. They continued tugging
until they were satisfied that my waist had been reduced to the
desired circumference. The laces were then wrapped around my
waist and tightly knotted in the back to insure that I could not
remove it with my long fingernails. I looked in the mirror across the
room to see my new wasp waisted figure. Even though I could
barely breathe, I couldn't help feeling enthralled with my new
feminine curves. Kay put the breast forms back into place and
adjusted them to her satisfaction.
I could see Kay smiling at me as her eyes were pointed at my stiff
erection. "We're going to have to do something about that, Pamela.
I can see that you haven't learned to control yourself." She then
reinstalled the cock sheath I had previously worn and pulled my
penis back between my legs where the thin cord was knotted to the
back of the corset. I stood with my legs together and looked in the
mirror loving the flat smooth look of my lower abdomen and crotch.
"That's much better, Kay. That raging erection of hers didn't do
much to enhance her femininity. Let's get her into her dress."
Sabina helped me step into a very small looking black leather dress.
As I slid my arms into the short sleeves, I was surprised to see that
the garment was open in the back from the waist down. "What sort
of dress is this? I'll be exposed in the back from the waist down."
"Never mind, Pamela. You'll soon see how this works." Sabina
zipped up the back and then knelt down to fasten the back of the
skirt portion. As she drew in the slack on the three leather straps,
my legs were forced tightly together. They was one positioned just
below my ass, another at the middle of my thighs, and a third just
behind the knees. When I looked in the mirror, I could see my now
prominent and almost bare behind jutting out from the skirt's
opening.
"Oh Mistress, this is awful. I feel so exposed. Please take it off and
let me wear something more lady like."
"Shut up. You're no lady and you know it. You're just my lowly
slut slave and you need to be dressed accordingly." Sabina didn't
mince any words as she reminded me of my station. "Kay, do you
have the hobbles ready for Pamela?"
"Yes Sabina. Why don't you help me put them on." Kay cuffed my
wrists in front while Sabina cuffed my ankles together. There was a
one foot long chain between the cuffs on my ankles and wrists with
a three and one-half foot chain connecting the wrist cuffs to the
ankles. I could now raise my arms to only slightly past waist level.
I knew I would not be able to sit due to the stiffness of my corset
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and the tightness of the hobble skirt.
"Kay, let's get her gagged so that she can begin her chores." Sabina
forced a bright red two and one-half inch ball gag into my mouth
until it popped behind my teeth. After tightening the strap
securely at the back of my head, she gave me a hard slap on my
exposed bottom. "Oooocchmmrrg," I reacted to the stinging blow.
"OK Pamela. Let's get to the kitchen." Each Mistress grabbed one
of my arms and escorted me from the bedroom. As I minced past
the mirror, I was appalled to see that I had been transformed into
some sort of leatherized bondage doll.
After several stumbles on my part, we arrived at the kitchen where
Kay instructed me to scrape the dishes from their meal of the
previous night and load them into the dishwasher. "You should be
able to finish in about fifteen minutes, Pamela. I need to go
downstairs to see how Susie is doing. We'll come back in a little
while to check on your work." The Mistresses left the room leaving
me alone in my toils. Since I was only permitted to raise my arms a
little above waist level, I found it very difficult to pick the china up
from the sink. As fate would have it, one of the crystal wine glasses
slipped from my hand and shattered on the floor. I panicked. What
would they do to me. I had seen the results of their displeasure
with Susie. I didn't want them to punish me. My hands were
shaking as I lifted the last plate from the sink and scraped it off.
As I reached down to put it in the dishwasher, it slipped from my
hand. Now I was really in for it, I thought. I was certain I would be
dealt with severely. What diabolical bondage would they mete out
in return for my offense.
6. Chapter
It was very difficult for me to try and pick up the bits of broken
glass and china. I thought that if I could clean up the mess before
Kay and Sabina returned, they wouldn't notice the missing items.
The combined constriction of the corset and the hobble skirt was
murder but I was slowly able to bend into a crouch and, after
placing my palms on the floor, I slid my feet backwards so that I
was resting on my knees. I then fumbled around trying to pick up
what seemed like several hundred broken shards and put them in
the trash bin. My heart was racing a mile a minute because I
feared I would not be able to finish before my Mistresses returned.
My worst fears were confirmed when I heard the Mistresses voices
as they ascended the stairway. Kay's voice was the first I heard.
"I'm really lucky to have a slave as good as Susie. She really knows
how to take her punishment."
"You can say that again Kay. I hope I'm lucky enough that Pamela
learns to be as good. She shows great promise but she still has a lot
to learn. When you applied ten strokes of the cane to Susie's bare
bottom, she hardly moved and kept her balance very well. But
when you used the nipple whip on her tits, she really put up a fuss.
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She lost her balance several times and ended up hanging by her
hair until she could get her foot back under her. It's too bad her leg
cramped up and we had to release her."
"It's just as well Sabina. It gave us the opportunity to try out the
new platform I designed. I think it will provide an appropriate
resting place while her body recovers."
As they reached the top of the stairs, Sabina was the first to see my
predicament. "PAMELA! You clumsy slut. You've broken some of
Kay's best dinner service. And that crystal glass was part of a set
that I gave her as a gift years ago."
I was terrified and heartbroken at the same time. From my kneeling
position I tried to speak. "MMMfff, mmmaahg, gggrrl." I wanted
to try and explain. I tried to plead with them not to punish me,
but the words came out as useless babble. I really didn't think that
breaking the dishes was my fault. The combination of the long
fingernails plus the limited range of motion permitted my arms
made the job all but impossible to do without mishap.
Nevertheless, I was completely ashamed for having let down my
wonderful Mistress.
"SILENCE SLUT!" Sabina grabbed my chin and shook my head.
"I am so angry, I don't know what to do with you." As Sabina spun
around and left the room, Kay looked at her with an expression
that indicated she had never seen Sabina this angry before.
"Pamela, I think you're really in for it. Sabina is very angry. I
don't know what she's going to do to you."
Sabina returned to the room with a riding crop in her hand and
harshly administered ten strokes to my exposed bottom. It hurt
like hell but by now, I knew better than to complain.
"Get the broom and dust pan from the closet and finish cleaning up
this mess. When you're finished, lay the broom on the floor and
kneel on it until I return." Sabina left the room with Kay walking
beside her trying to calm her down.
I crawled over to the closet to get the broom and dustpan. The
corset and hobble skirt were killing me but eventually I succeeded
in sweeping up the mess. Gasping for breath from the exertion, I
laid the broom down and knelt on it as instructed, waiting for the
return of my Mistress. The pain in my knees was incredible, but I
dare not move.
Sabina finally returned to gaze upon her wreck of a worthless slave.
My body cramped all over, I was trembling and my knees hurt
terribly.
"Pamela! Kay and I discussed what should be done with you. I
wanted to release you from your chains and push you out the door
but Kay convinced me that it would cause too much of a stir in her
quiet neighborhood. She suggested that I give you another chance
but the choice is up to you. You can ask to be released, in which
case I will untie you, give you back your regular clothing, and send
you out the door. You will never see me again. Or you can beg for
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forgiveness and promise to accept whatever punishments I have in
store for you. I'm not going to describe your punishments but I will
tell you this....there will be three separate ordeals for you to
endure-one for each of the broken dishes and one for trying to hide
them from me." Just then, Kay entered the room with a camcorder
to record the event for posterity.
She was giving me another chance. I knew that I would suffer three
terrible unknown torments but I wanted desperately to be Sabina's
favorite slave and I would do almost anything to please her. She
was the incarnation of one of my wildest fantasies.
"Mmmfff, fffttt, mmmaarghrl," I tried to speak but the cursed ball
gag made it impossible. Seeing that I was trying to respond, Sabina
unbuckled the strap and popped the ball free from my mouth.
"Speak, SLUT! This better be good." Sabina towered over me with
her hands on her hips.
"Please, please, please, oh great and wonderful Mistress Sabina," I
sobbed, "I desperately want to be your slave to be used or abused
in any way you see fit. I am truly sorry I broke the dishes and I beg
for another chance. Please, oh please accept this worthless slut as
your property and punish me so I will never again displease you. I
promise I will learn to be the best slave ever."
Sabina listened to my words intently measuring their sincerity. Kay
had it all on tape so there would never be any doubt as to the
terms of my servitude. "I accept your sincere pleadings Pamela.
Now kiss each of my feet to seal the bargain." With tears in my
eyes, I gently kissed the toes of each of Sabina's 4" heels. "Welcome
to my stable. You will obey me or anyone I designate without
reservation. You are mine forever. Now get up."
I struggled but couldn't get up. The pain in my knees combined
with the constriction of the hobble skirt and corset made it
impossible for me to get to my feet. Sabina and Kay had to grab
me under my armpits and help me up. Kay gave me a kiss on the
cheek in congratulations and immediately replaced the ball gag. As
she drew the strap extremely tight at the back of my neck she said,
"you won't need to be doing any talking for some time to come
Pamela. We don't want you changing your mind now, do we. Let's
be off to the Toy Room so we can begin the first of your three
punishments."
Sabina went ahead of me down the stairs while Kay assisted from
behind. They knew that the short hobble between my ankles
combined with the four inch heels and the hobble skirt made it very
difficult to walk down the stairs and they didn't want me to fall.
When we reached the bottom, I saw that Susie had been released
from her hair-raising bondage of before. The red stripes on her
breasts were testimony to her earlier punishment. She was now
"resting" on a low wooden platform to which a vertical metal pipe
had been fastened. The post had two sections, the top one of which
had been slid over the bottom and secured by a locking pin through
the matching holes. The top end of the device disappeared into
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Susie's naked pussy. She was wearing the same broad leather collar
from the previous night which kept her head up. A pair of
handcuffs attached to her collar by means of a leather strap
imprisoned her wrists at the small of her back. Her blindfold had
been removed but the tape gag remained in place. Her thigh-hi
stockings and six inch heels were the only items of clothing that
remained. The height of the heels effectively prevented her from
lifting herself off of her impalement. Her bondage was exquisite in
its simplicity. The three of us stood for a moment looking at the
beautiful immobilized form before us.
"I know you can't see it Pamela, but there's a six inch rubber dildo
attached to the top of that pipe. It not only keeps Susie from
running off but it also gives her something to think about while
she's just standing around. Kay, let's put Pamela under the lacing
bar so we can change her attire. She's not wearing the right kind of
clothing for the punishments I have in mind." I stared wide-eyed at
Susie until the women pulled me over to stand under a hanging two
foot long metal bar. After releasing me from the hobbles, Sabina
then removed all my clothing and the cock sheath so that my
be-wigged, made-up, and gagged naked form stood before her. I
was so committed to my self-imposed servitude that I didn't even
think of resisting.
A male breast harness was buckled tightly around my chest. Sabina
used her hands to rearrange the fleshy portion of my breasts in the
center portion of the cutouts. "It's good you don't have any hair on
you chest Pamela, or we would have to use a depilatory on you." A
red latex bra with two inch holes for the nipples was fastened over
that. It must have been at least two sizes too small as there was
nary a ripple in any of the material. My Mistress then adjusted the
material until my nipples were poking through the holes. I looked
down to see that my male breasts had been sufficiently squeezed to
produce a very feminine looking but rather small set of
tits-probably an A cup. My nipples and the adjacent tissue were
jutting out prominently through the holes. I could only guess as to
why she was dressing me in such a manner. No one had ever
treated me this way before. Sabina then attached my wrists to the
ends of the bar with two broad padded leather straps and cranked
on the nearby winch lifting me up until my feet left the floor.
The red waspy corset that Susie had worn earlier was then
positioned on my torso. I was certain it would never fit properly
since Susie was so much smaller than me. Both Mistresses pulled
the laces with all their strength until I thought I would be cut in
two. After reaching the desired closure, Sabina tied off the ends of
the laces at the front of my now 23" waist. The constriction of the
corset increased the pressure on my chest and made it appear that
my breasts and hips were much larger than before. "Well, I see that
your figure training is doing some good Pamela. We've managed to
take 11" off your original size-and your new 'breasts' are really
lovely. I don't think we'll need the silicone breast forms any more."
Sabina was obviously pleased with the results as she stood before
me and sensuously stroked the sides of my girlish waist with the
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palms of her hands.
Kay then snapped a beautiful lacy red garter belt around my waist
and attached the garters to a pair of red fishnet stockings which she
had slid up my legs. My punishment attire was completed with a
pair of red patent leather pumps with the now familiar six inch
heels. "Pamela, I think we've found the perfect color for you. It
really compliments your red lips and nails." After sliding the six
inch high platform under my stretched form, she backed off the
winch and unfastened me from the lacing bar.
Sabina forced my arms behind my back and roped my wrists
together with the palms facing. Another rope was looped above my
elbows drawing them as close together as her strength would allow.
She then removed the lacing bar from the hook and tied a length of
cord in its place. After wrapping the other end three times between
my bound wrists and tying it off, she cranked on the winch so that
I was forced to bend at the waist as my arms were pulled up behind
me until they were parallel to the floor. As a finishing touch to my
bondage, my high heeled feet were roped apart to two eyebolts in
the platform spreading my legs about three feet apart and further
increasing the tension on my tractioned arms.
"Let's get Susie off of her perch so she can give us a hand." Kay
walked over to her slave, placed one hand on the top half of the
pipe and pulled the pin. She then slowly withdrew the intruder
from Susie's pussy and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "I hope you
enjoyed your break Susie, but now its time for you to help us with
Pamela. She's agreed to be Sabina's faithful slave forever but first,
she must be punished for breaking some of my finest dinnerware."
She unlocked the handcuffs and removed the leather collar. "I want
you to go upstairs and fetch a pail of warm water, some shaving
cream, a towel and a safety razor with a new blade in it. You may
also remove your gag."
It took Susie several minutes to return. She knelt before her
Mistress and offered the requested items to her. "NO Susie. I want
YOU to shave all the hair on Pamela's cock and balls. Be careful.
If I see any nicks or cuts, you will be dealt with severely." Susie
rose from her knees. "Yes Mistress, I'll be verrrry careful. I know
I'll do a good job."
Susie positioned herself under my bent over torso and lathered up
my crotch with the shaving cream. "Please try not to move
Pamela, I don't want to cut you." She methodically manipulated
my genital tissue with one hand and stroked off my hair with the
razor in the other. After about five minutes, she lathered me up
again and repeated the process. She dipped one end of the towel
into the water and washed away the residue of hair and soap. She
then carefully toweled the area dry. My genitals felt strangely cool
with their newfound nakedness. I wondered why it was necessary to
remove my pubic hair. How would I explain it in the locker room?
Sabina cupped my balls in one hand and gently stroked the area
with her other. "Smooth as a baby's bottom Kay, and no cuts.
Susie, you did a very good job." Susie curtseyed her
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acknowledgement of the compliment. "Pamela, I know you're
wondering why we shaved your cock and balls. We have some
unique punishments in store for you and I wouldn't want all that
pubic hair to get in the way. Your hair will grow back in six weeks
or so, IF I DECIDE TO LET IT. Susie, you can clean up the
shaving equipment and put it back where you found it. When
you're done, come back here." The sensations in my groin caused
by Sabina's ministrations were intensified due to the lack of hair.
My cock once again leaped to attention as a sort of salute to
Sabina's control over me.
Kay then stood in front of me with an evil grin on her face and held
up a strange looking device. It looked like an oversized bottle
stopper, the kind where you push on a plunger to elongate the
stopper before sealing up the bottle. This one was about one inch
wide at its base with a two and one-half inch wide mushroom
shaped rubber knob at the end. Instead of a push type plunger
though, this one had a screw type adjustment to accommodate the
much thicker rubber. Without saying a word, Kay turned the small
knob at the end of the screw so that I could see the plunger stretch
to about eight inches in length narrowing the knob at the end.
After lubricating its length with K-Y jelly, she moved around
behind me and parted my ass cheeks. It wasn't hard to figure out
what she intended to do with this adjustable plug. She pressed the
tip of the plunger against my asshole and patiently applied steady
pressure until my sphincter muscle allowed it to slide home. Once it
was in place, she began backing off the screw and I could feel the
thing grow inside me.
"MMMFFF, MMMFFF, MMMRRRGGG," the thing felt huge and
I protested as much as my gag would allow. "Isn't that an
improvement, Pamela? I know how much you love to have your
'pussy'" fucked and we don't need any of those ugly straps to keep
this 'cock' in place." Sabina was condescending in her tone as I
tested the device by trying to expel it but it did not move one iota.
I was helplessly plugged by the intruder. "I've removed the screw
from the plunger in your ass-it works like a key. No one can remove
your dildo without it." She then tied still another rope around the
base of my hairless balls and brought it back between my legs and
up to the rope joining my wrists where it was tied off. She didn't
put any tension in the line but she didn't need to, as I was soon to
find out.
"Are you finished Sabina?" Kay was standing at the winch with an
evil grin on her face. After Sabina nodded her head in agreement,
Kay cranked on the winch. My arms were slowly drawn up behind
me and my balls were pulled back between my legs. She continued
cranking until she heard an audible moan, paused for a moment
and gave it two more cranks for good measure. The position was
instantly intolerable. My arms were now at a forty-five degree angle
to the floor and my balls felt like they were about to be torn from
my body. Beads of perspiration formed on my body as the pain
assaulted my crotch and shoulders. Muted sputtering sounds
emerged from behind my gag as I tried to protest. I was afraid that
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my transformation into Pamela was about to become permanent.
"Ah Susie, I see you're back." Kay greeted her with a hug. "Here, I
want you to tie this weight to the end of Pamela's penis."
"But Mistress, it's so heavy and Pamela is suffering enough already.
I don't think I can do it." Susie pleaded with Kay. "SUSIE, do
what your told! You know the consequences of disobedience." "Yes,
Mistress." Susie bowed her head in shame at what she was being
forced to do to her friend Pamela. She slowly walked over to kneel
in front of me. She tied a slip knot loop in the end of the cord
attached to the three pound fishing sinker. After situating the loop
just behind the head of my penis, she closed it down and lowered
the weight as far as the twelve inch cord would allow.....but she was
too slow in removing her support completely.
"Susie, take your hand away from there_NOW!" Susie snatched
her hand away as though she had just touched a hot stove as her
Mistress once again intimidated her. Her quick movement caused
the weight to swing violently below my outrageously stretched
penis. My cock must have been at least nine inches long but was
less than an inch wide. I was totally humiliated and began to sob
uncontrollably from the embarrassment and pain.
"There, there Pamela. You'll be all right. This is your punishment
for breaking the china dish." Sabina patted me on the head. "You
will stay in this position for one hour while Kay and I have a light
lunch. Kay, let's leave her to meditate while we get a bite to eat.
I'm sure she'll still be here when we get back. Susie, you come
along too."
I continued to struggle for a short time to gain some relief from the
pain in my crotch and shoulders. The high heels prevented me from
raising myself up to lessen the strain. Every movement of my torso
only served to increase the suffering. I soon gave up when I realized
that my efforts might result in permanent damage to my doubly
stretched organ. The weight dangling below my crotch soon stopped
swinging as I remained as motionless as possible. I continued to
moan when I saw drops of perspiration drip on the platform below
me as my body reacted to the brutal bondage position my Mistress
had devised. It seemed like an eternity before I heard a buzzer go
off in the kitchen upstairs. My body was so racked with pain that I
couldn't even look up to see if someone was coming to release me. I
sensed someone was behind me working at the knot that was
causing all the distress in my testicles. As the line went slack and
dangled below me, I realized that I might survive my ordeal.
"It's me Pamela. Mistress Sabina said it was time to untie you."
Susie had saved me. She knelt on one knee as she released my
genitals from their bondage and gently rubbed my bruised organ in
sympathy.
"I don't see any damage Pamela. It looks like you're going to be
alright, but just to make sure....."
Susie took me into her eager mouth and sucked until my organ
responded with a typical erection. "There Pamela, that proves
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you're ok. I'm so relieved for you." She stood up and backed off on
the winch. It seemed like years since I had stood up straight. My
whole body was stiff and sore from my ordeal. I promised myself
that I would never again break another plate. Susie had almost
finished releasing me when I saw Kay and Sabina return from
upstairs.
"Is she ok Susie?" Sabina had a tone of concern in her voice as she
helped Susie untie my ankles from the platform.
"Yes Mistress. I'm pretty sure she'll be ok. I didn't find any bruises
and I also checked to see if her organ could still function."
"I'm sure you did", Sabina said knowingly as she inspected the
lipstick smeared on my fully erect penis.
I stood rubbing the feeling back into my numb hands and arms as
the last of my fastenings was removed.
"Good Pamela. Congratulations. You're first punishment is over.
Now bend over so I can remove the plunger from your butt. It
served its purpose in preparing you for your next punishment. Here
Susie, use this key to remove the plug from Pamela's bottom." I
bent over and Susie inserted the key and turned it until she could
withdraw the dildo from my stretched rectum. I felt like there was
a wide tunnel where my rectum used to be. It wasn't painful but it
sure felt weird.
"Susie, take that thing upstairs and clean it up. When you're
finished, I want you to take a shower, touch up your makeup and
put on the outfit I laid out on the bed." I saw Kay stop Susie and
whisper something to her before she left the room. "Pamela, come
with me." I continued to rub my arms and shoulders as Sabina led
me over to the back of the Toy Room. She pulled out the chair
which was facing the wall and turned it around. I had never seen
anything like it. Made entirely out of wood, it had a side arms and
a straight back with a head rest but it also had a V- shaped section
in place of the usual seat. This notched-out portion ended about
eight inches from the chair back. A butt plug which tapered to
about two inches at its widest point rose up from just behind the
bottom of the "V". An electrical cord extended from the bottom of
the seat toward one of the outlets in the wall.
"Now that we've widened your 'pussy' a little, I think you'll easily
be able to absorb that artificial cock you're staring at Pamela. But
first we need to change your gag. Kay, would you please get that
penis shaped gag with a hole through the center from off the wall?
I'll take off her ball gag."
Sabina unbuckled the gag and tossed it aside. "Please Mistress,
don't make me sit on that thing. It's too wide...it'll tear me apart!"
"I'm sure it will fit nicely Pamela. That's why we prepared you
with the plunger before. Besides, you just finished begging me to
punish you and we have the entire episode on video tape. Surely
you don't want to back out of our bargain." I hung my head in
shame as Sabina took the new gag from Kay and pressed it to my
lips. "Open wide piglet. You know we have ways of making you
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cooperate."
Resigned to my fate I opened my mouth to receive the intruder. It
was so wide that it barely fit between my teeth. As Sabina buckled
it tightly behind my head, my hands shot up to my mouth in a
reflex action to try and remove it. Sabina was too fast. She had
fastened the roller buckle and inserted the tiny padlock before I
could pull the thing free. My mouth was now completely filled with
a chewy rubber penis.
Each Mistress grabbed one of my arms and backed me up to the
chair. "Now Pamela, this will go a lot easier if we don't have to
force you. The plug is already lubricated. We'll support your arms
and let you go at your own pace while you seat yourself. Will you
cooperate or do we have to use other means of persuasion?"
I stared at my Mistress for a moment before I realized that I had
no other choice. I wanted so desperately to get back into Sabina's
good graces that I was committed to endure whatever they had in
mind. With a Mistress on each arm, I placed my hands on the chair
arms for support and slowly lowered myself on the monstrosity. Air
whistled through the hole in the gag as I took as deep a breath as
possible. Despite my Mistress's representations to the contrary, the
thing was huge. It took nearly a minute of steady pressure on my
part before it slid into place. I could feel my sphincter close tightly
around the dildo's narrow base as my cheeks made contact with the
seat. After my full weight was supported by the chair, I could feel
the tip of the plug pressing against my prostate.
Before I could change my mind and try to get up, both women were
busily at work fastening me to the chair. Leather straps at my
wrists and elbows secured my arms to the sides of the chair. More
straps were buckled around my upper thighs fastening them to the
sides of the "V". Ropes pulled my ankles back and up toward the
rear where they were secured at the juncture of the arm and back.
A pair of long leather straps were fastened above and below my
"breasts" and buckled behind the chair back. As an added feature,
my six inch heels were tied to the arms of the chair so that the toes
of my shoes were pointing to the floor. This last bit of redundant
bondage only served to cramp up my helplessly bound legs. Two
straps attached behind the head rest were slipped through the
roller buckles on either side of my gag. As the straps were
tightened, my head was completely immobilized against the head
rest. The bondage was now complete and effectively welded me to
the chair so I could move my eyes and fingers but nothing else. My
cock and balls hung free between my spread legs and were totally
available for whatever my Mistress had in mind. With their usual
efficiency, the Mistresses checked to make sure that all of the
fastenings were out of the way of groping fingers. This done, they
stepped back in unison to admire their work.
"That's marvelous Kay. I think we've outdone ourselves. Pamela
can't even twitch and the position is such that she could be kept
like that for hours without any physical harm coming to her."
"I agree Sabina. It's definitely some of our finest work. What do
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you think is keeping Susie? She should be back by now." Kay yelled
up the stairway just seconds before Susie appeared at the top.
"I'm coming, I wasn't familiar with the clothes you left for me so it
took me a while to get dressed." Susie was smiling broadly as she
reached the bottom of the stairs...and with good reason. She looked
completely different from the slave that left the room before. A
black satin Victorian corset with a built-in panty adorned her torso
emphasizing her beautiful bare breasts and accentuating her
hourglass figure. A pair of high heeled black leather boots extended
to just above the knee and almost completely covered the black
nylon stockings that were gartered in place. Her black hair was
pulled back and done up in a bun atop her head. A pair of
sparkling diamond earrings completed the ensemble. As striking as
her costume was, her makeup was the most noticeable difference.
Her face was a pearlescent porcelain white and made for a stark
contrast with her Cat-like eyes and deep red lips. She looked more
like a mistress than a slave and I worried about what happened to
the shy, submissive looking Susie I had known before.
"Susie, you're gorgeous." Kay walked slowly around Susie eyeing
her up and down. "I know you've always fantasized about what it
would be like to be a mistress so I thought I'd let you dress the part
and see what you can do." "I don't know Mistress. I feel kind of
strange. I don't think I'm worthy of such a lofty station." Susie was
obviously very uneasy over having one of her favorite fantasies come
to life.
Kay continued. "We'll find that out soon enough. First, we need to
'warm up' Pamela's nipples. I want you to get that nipple whip
from off the wall and apply twenty-five strokes to each of Pamela's
tits. And I want you to count off as you deliver them. Sabina and I
will judge the competence of your work."
The whip in question had a thin rubber thong with little knots tied
along its twelve inch length including one at the very end. As she
approached me, I strained uselessly against my bondage. I knew
that my nipples were totally exposed and available for the lash.
"One....." The first stroke was tentative but right on the mark.
"Two....." The nipple stung a little as she applied the second stroke
more robustly than the first. "Three....." Susie was starting to get
the hang of it. "Four....." By the twelfth stroke, she really got into
the swing of things. She paused for a moment seeing the distress in
my eyes as she fingered my reddening nipple. "Don't fret Pamela,
you're doing fine. There's only Thirteen to go....for the right. Then
we'll have to repeat the punishment for the left."
"Susie, it's much too early to show any sympathy for the slave, and
your technique is poor. You have to put more snap in your wrist.
Here, let me show you."
Kay took the whip from Susie and administered the next five
strokes, pausing each time to see if Susie was watching. I could tell
that she had done this before. The sting turned to a stabbing pain
as Kay delivered each stroke with a proficiency born of years of
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practice.
"Ok, do you think you have the right technique now?" Kay raised
her eyebrows as she turned to Susie.
"Yes.....I think so." Susie's tone was still uncertain as she took the
scourge back from her Mistress. She took a few practice strokes in
the air to see if her Mistress would approve.
"That's it. Now try it on Pamela. I think we were through number
eighteen."
"Nineteen....." Susie snapped her wrist smartly as she administered
the next blow.
By the twentieth stroke, my nipple felt like it was on fire. The fire
increased with every stroke. I wasn't able to look down, but I was
certain that my nipple was fire red. "Twenty-five....." The last of
the first batch of strokes hit its mark.
"How was that Mistress? Am I doing a good job?" Susie looked at
Kay for approval.
"Your doing fine Susie. Your technique got better as you went
along. By the way, how do you like making believe you're a
Mistress."
"I don't know. I think I like it, but it seems so weird. There's a
certain excitement about it, but I'm not sure....."
"Well, why don't you go ahead and do twenty-five on Pamela's
other tit. Before you continue though, plug in the cord coming from
under the chair. I can't wait to see Pamela's reaction. The last
slave I tried this on wound up babbling for hours after we
unplugged him. He was totally incoherent."
Once again my body tensed as Susie picked up the plug. When she
inserted it into the outlet, my gag whistled as I sucked in a big
breath of air. "WOW! That really got her attention." Susie's eyes
widened as she stared at me. "Are you sure this thing is safe
Mistress?"
"Don't worry about that Susie. All of our electrical toys have been
tested at Underwriters Laboratory and approved for safety. I assure
you no harm will come to Pamela.....well , no permanent harm
anyway."
There must have been a one HP motor attached to the thing. The
veins on my head and arms stood out as my body strained
involuntarily against the bondage. I could feel the vibrations all the
way to my ribcage and the contact of the dildo against my prostate
sent my brain to reeling. I couldn't think straight, but then, in my
position I didn't have to. After all, I was only a useless piece of
slave meat.
As Susie began the second batch of twenty-five, I started to loose
my concentration. I must have blacked out because the next thing I
remember was Sabina pulling on my tits and manipulating them
between her thumb and forefinger. The vibrating motor had been
turned off. When she was sure my nipples were sufficiently erect,
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she put a pair of nipple clamps on me. As she closed down on the
tension adjustment, my senses returned to my scrambled brain. She
kept tightening the clamps until she saw a reaction in my eyes, then
gave each a couple more turns for good measure. She picked up the
connecting chain between them and pulled it up and out away from
my chest. The pain in my tits was unbearable. They had to come
off immediately.....but I knew they were there to stay until my
Mistress removed them.
"Hello Pamela. Welcome back among the living. You must have
lost consciousness as Susie tried to finish your second punishment."
Sabina retained her hold on the chain as she stared into my eyes.
"When she refused to continue after about the tenth stroke, I
ordered her back upstairs to change into her slave's attire. I'm
disappointed in her, but she just doesn't have what it takes to be a
mistress. By the way, these clamps are only a transition to your
third and last punishment. We are going to leave them on with you
tied to this chair while we go upstairs to check on Susie." The
whistling sound from my gag was nearly continuous as I reacted to
the pain. "I know your tits hurt terribly right now, but the pain
will subside as your nipples go numb and it will turn to a dull ache.
The best part....or worst I suppose from your perspective....is when
they are removed. The pain will increase ten fold and continue for a
long time depending on how long they were left in place."
Sabina released the chain and turned to Kay. "How long do you
think it will take to get Susie ready?"
"No more than thirty minutes....why, what did you have in mind?"
"Well, as long as it's no more than thirty minutes, let's plug
Pamela back in. It will help to keep her mind off the pain in her
tits. She's going to be wearing those clamps for a long time, and I
wouldn't want to see her get bored with them." Sabina's voice was
filled with sarcasm.
When she started up the motorized roto-rooter, my brain was once
again sent to spinning. The last thing I remembered was the
blurred vision of these two women as they ascended the stairs.
7. Chapter
When I came to, I was still seated in the chair. My head and arms
were still imprisoned as before but my legs had been released. I was
thankful that the motor powering the cursed vibrator had been
turned off. As the cobwebs disappeared from my brain, I felt an
odd sensation in my penis. With my head still anchored to the
chair, I couldn't look down to see what was different, but it felt like
there was something inside me. It was a vague burning sensation
that I had never experienced before. When the last restraint was
removed, I looked down and was horrified at the sight of an
eighteen inch plastic tube emerging from the tip of my penis and
dangling between my legs. A retaining clip was fastened about half
way down its length and the clear plastic revealed a yellow fluid
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behind the clip. They had put a catheter in me!
"MMMeow, mmmurgl, ggguuurgl," I was humiliated! As I reached
down to grab the thing, Sabina grabbed my wrists and handcuffed
them. These were a pair of Smith & Wesson hinged handcuffs that
I had heard about but never seen before. If the keyhole is
positioned on the forearm side of the hinge, the wearer cannot free
himself even if he had the key, because the hinged connection forces
the wrists to remain parallel to each other.
"DON'T PANIC, Pamela. That's only a Foley catheter and you
might as well get used to it, because it's part of your third and final
punishment." Sabina reprimanded me as she clicked the cuffs into
place. Each woman grabbed me under the arm pits, "we're going to
help you get up, Pamela. Go slow, and the plug in your butt will
come out fairly easily considering how stretched out you must be."
I still was in shock over what they had just done to me as they
supported me in my effort to stand up. My gag whistled as I drew
in a deep breath. Getting the widest part past my sphincter was
the hardest, but after several seconds of steady upward pressure, I
freed myself from the invader. After the thing was clear of my ass,
the weakness in my legs caused me to wobble on the six inch heels.
My ass felt like there was a tunnel running through it, compliments
of the motorized butt plug.
They continued to support my upper body until confident I could
stand alone. When they released me, I once again grabbed at the
thing and tried to pull it out.
"DON'T PAMELA, you'll only hurt yourself. There's a small
balloon inflated inside your bladder which prevents removal and the
only way to deflate it is with a syringe. It's not coming out until I
SAY SO." Sabina coldly stared into my eyes as I was once again
defeated. "Now your last punishment is fairly complex and it'll
probably prove to be the most difficult of the three, but I'm sure
you will admire its ingenuity."
Just as Kay placed a metal saw horse shaped frame in front of me,
my attention was diverted by the noises coming from the other side
of the room. Susie was standing over an oak box on all fours with
her hands and feet about two feet apart. Both ends of the box had
a set of stocks which effectively confined Susie's hands and feet and
forced her into a bent over position. The noises were coming from
behind the full harness ball gag fastened securely around her head
as she struggled in vain to free herself. The clipped Foley inserted
inside her bladder swung beneath her crotch. Her beautifully
shaped rump was prominently displayed and her milky white
breasts hung freely below her. She was totally naked.
"I suppose you're wondering why Susie's fastened inside that box.
When we went upstairs to check on her, she had taken off all her
mistress's clothing and was sitting naked on the bed crying her eyes
out. She was very upset that she whipped your nipples. Kay and I
comforted her until she calmed down enough to explain that she
would never consider trying to be a mistress again. She was much
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happier being a slave and begged Kay to take her back. Kay is so
fond of Susie that it didn't take long for her to agree, but there was
one condition. In order to prove her sincerity, she would have to go
through slave initiation rites in the form of a punishment identical
to your third ordeal. Even though she didn't know what we
intended to do, she hugged Kay in gratitude and agreed without
hesitation. Now_-spread your legs Pamela," Sabina knelt down to
attach a four foot long spreader bar between my ankles, "we need
to get along with your punishment." A padlock on the leather cuffs
secured each ankle to the ends of the bar and to the legs of the
horse.
As I stood unsteadily before her, she applied a set of thumbcuffs
with a short chain dangling from the center portion. I wondered
what purpose they could serve as my arms were already locked
helplessly together. The answer came quickly as she bent me over
the horse by pulling down on my imprisoned thumbs and padlocked
the chain to an eye in the center of the spreader bar.
"Isn't it delightful the way their asses are displayed, Sabina?
Wouldn't you just love to give them a paddling?" Kay stood behind
Susie while stroking both of her cheeks.
"There'll be enough time for that later, Kay. It's important that we
stick with the game plan." Sabina was busy doing something in
front of a cabinet on the wall behind me.
As Kay continued to take advantage of Susie's helpless condition,
Sabina handed her something and wheeled the box over so Susie
was positioned directly in front of me.
"Pamela, Susie, I want you to pay attention. Kay and I each have a
double Bardex catheter which we're going to put inside you. It will
not harm you in any way, but you will feel some pressure as we
inflate the balloons. This device is a necessary part of your
punishment as you will see later."
"Kay, do you remember how to use these?"
"Yeah, I think so. If I have any difficulty I'll let you know."
"Perhaps you should tend to Pamela and I'll take care of Susie. It's
already lubricated so I think you'll find it very easy to insert,
considering how 'prepared' she must be."
I felt the pressure of the Bardex against my "pussy" as Kay applied
the pressure to guide it home. To my embarrassment, it slid home
quite easily because of the tunnel created by the butt plug. I heard
Susie moan as Sabina performed the more difficult task of insertion
into Susie's tight ass hole. "MMMeooowwwff", Susie howled as the
balloon inside her inflated and the one on the outside expanded to
create a very effective, leak-proof seal at her anus.
After observing that Sabina had squeezed the bulb a half dozen
times, she applied a like number to my own and I whistled through
my gag as the thing expanded inside me.
"Before you remove the bulb Kay, let me check the pressure."
Sabina gave a test squeeze to the bulb. "It isn't inflated enough
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Kay. Pamela's a lot bigger than she used to be down there." After
a dozen more squeezes of the bulb, she was satisfied that I was
totally filled and incapable of expelling the device. She had Kay
give a squeeze so she could feel the back pressure in the bulb and
Kay nodded her understanding.
Kay walked behind Susie to perform the same test. I heard Susie
gasp again as she pumped still more air into the balloons.
"Don't blow it up too much or there won't be enough room later."
Sabina and Kay laughed as they detached the bulbs from their
ports and put them back in the cabinet.
"This is an excellent way to keep your subjects under control, even
without any other restraints. If the slave doesn't have access to the
syringe or the squeeze bulb, it's impossible to remove the catheters.
I usually use it on my slaves when they have to leave the house for
any length of time so they won't forget who's in control.
Evacuation of the bowels is impossible and it's very humiliating for
them to have to remove the retaining clip in order to urinate. It
allows you to send the slave out alone on errands without fear that
they will run away."
"I'll keep that in mind Sabina. It will be very useful in training
some of my more unruly slaves."
Sabina and Kay picked up two sturdy looking metal frames and set
each one down behind Susie and me. Constructed in the shape of
an "H" lying on its side, there were numerous leather straps of
varying lengths and widths attached along each segment. Working
in unison, they tended to Susie first, leaving me spread out over the
horse. Kay supported the frame while Sabina released Susie's hands
from the box and strapped them tightly to the ends of the top
portion of the frame. She then fastened three more straps around
each of her arms so that they were now extended straight out along
the top section and away from the sides of her body. A six inch
wide leather belt with three roller buckles anchored the vertical
portion to her slender waist. This segment was contoured to follow
the general shape of her spine and was now pressed tightly against
it. For additional support, two more straps were buckled firmly
above and below her beautiful breasts. A chain was locked to a ring
at each end of the top section of the frame, leaving about two feet
of slack. Another chain was locked between the center of the
bottom section and a ring bolt in the floor.
Attached to the ceiling immediately above us was a Genie screw
drive garage door opener. A fixed ring was installed in place of the
usual door bracket fitting and was located at roughly the center
point of the track. Two lines were attached to the ring and ran in
opposite directions along the length of the drive mechanism,
through a pulley, and terminated with a hook at the end of each
line. The hook over Susie was suspended about two feet higher
than the one which hung above me. After releasing Susie's feet
from the box, Sabina pressed the remote control button. As the
fixed ring traveled along its track, the hook over Susie descended
toward her, while the one over me was lifted toward the ceiling. She
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hit the button again to stop its downward travel, attached the hook
to the chain, and then hit the button once more to reverse
directions. Susie was lifted off the floor as Kay withdrew her
support of the securely fastened slave. As the drive mechanism
encountered the resistance of the frame-to-floor connection, the
motor turned off automatically leaving Susie suspended by her
arms and torso about two feet off the floor.
After Kay wheeled the box out of the way, she produced a pair of
black patent lace-on shoes with six inch heels, slipped them onto
Susie's feet and tied off the laces. Twin leather cuffs were buckled
to each of her ankles and padlocked to the ends of the bottom
section of the frame. This last bit of confinement forced Susie's legs
obscenely apart and displayed all the charms of her hairless pussy
lips. Her face flushed with humiliation and embarrassment over the
dangling catheter as she whimpered from behind her gag.
Sabina hit the remote button again lowering Susie to the floor. As
soon as her high heeled feet touched the floor, she stopped the
motor and mounted a stepladder to adjust the automatic shutoff
switch so that Susie's up and down travel would be limited to the
two foot range established.
Susie's Mistress now stood directly in front of her and used her long
red fingernails to trace small circles around each of her nipples.
"You have such delightfully spongy boobies my dear.....Sabina, you
wouldn't happen to have another pair of those nipple clamps, would
you? We shouldn't neglect Susie's tits."
"They're hanging on the wall over there, Kay. I'll get them for
you." As Kay removed the gold rings from Susie's pierced nipples,
sounds of protest emerged from behind her gag and Susie jerked as
much as the bondage would allow. From the looks of her struggles,
it was clear that she had worn the clamps before and didn't enjoy
the experience one bit. With a well practiced hand, Kay gently
manipulated each of Susie's nipples until they stiffened. Susie's eyes
were wide above her gag as she anticipated Kay's next move.
"MMMeowaarrf, oooowww, oooohhh", Susie screamed as the first
clamp was tightened in place. "Mmmfff, mmmaaarg, ooohhh", the
second didn't feel any better as her moaning continued. Kay gave
the connecting chain a gentle tug to test the tension on Susie's
distended nipples. "Wwwofff, mmmfff, mmmrrrg", Susie was
desperately trying to tell her Mistress to take them off, but Kay
casually ignored her, and hit the remote button to raise Susie off
the floor once again.
"Stop fretting Susie. I know your tits are still extremely sensitive
from the whipping they got this morning, but after all, you did
agree to go through with this initiation. Besides, you've worn them
before and you know the pain will diminish as they numb up under
the pressure of the clamps. It shouldn't take but a few minutes."
Kay stood before her elevated slave and tried to reassure her, all
the while caressing Susie's tits and lower abdomen in a sumptuous
display. Kay's attentions had no effect on her as she continued to
react to the fire in her nipples.
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"I'm sure she'll be alright Kay. Why don't you come over here and
help me do Pamela."
Kay stood on her tiptoes and kissed each of Susie's tormented tits
before she reluctantly withdrew to join Sabina.
It was my turn. I had little doubt as to what they planned for me,
since I had continually strained my neck from my bent over
position to follow the progress of Susie's immobilization. Working
as a team once more, Sabina removed the cuffs from my hands
while Kay supported the second frame behind me. The hanging
hook was then attached to the chain spanning the length of the top
portion of the frame. It was useless for me to resist considering how
wide my legs were spread, combined with the uncertain balance
contributed by the six inch heels.
Except for the difference in our gags, my bondage was identical to
Susie's. My upper body was welded to the frame. I could feel the
constriction caused by the pressure of the straps around my chest
and waist compounding the breathing difficulty I was already
having with the corset.
"Those pumps might fall off, Sabina. Why don't we have her
change into another pair."
Kay unlocked my legs from the horse and used the remote control
to raise me off the floor. She stopped the mechanism from
completing its cycle with another touch of the control, leaving both
Susie and me suspended about one foot from the floor. She then
removed the spreader bar and locked my leather cuffs to the ends of
the bottom section of the frame. Now totally helpless, it was no
problem for her to slip the red patent leather t-strap pumps with
six inch heels on my feet and fasten the small buckles. Like Susie, I
flushed red with embarrassment when I stared down at the catheter
dangling between my legs.
"Well Sabina, that should just about do it for now. Let's go
upstairs and get those other items we talked about." Kay had a
broad smile on her face. "Don't go away ladies. We'll be back in a
couple of minutes," Sabina said as they both headed up the stairs.
During the short time they were away, I tested the effectiveness of
their restraints. I strained my arms trying to break any of the
leather straps that secured them. I pulled my legs trying to break
free from the cuffs that kept my legs spread so indecently apart.
The leather creaked in response to my efforts, but would not give
way. I should have known better. I could see the full extent of my
bondage mirrored by Susie right in front of me, and finally realized
that it was futile to try and break free. I just hung there and
waited, the dull pain in my tits was beginning to throb and I was
reminded of the searing pain that would surely occur when the
clamps were eventually removed.
Sabina returned to the Toy Room carrying what appeared to be a
one gallon thermos jug and a long rubber tube. Kay followed
closely behind carrying an ice bucket with some cords hanging out
from underneath the lid as well as two full enema bags. I could
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make a pretty good guess as to what they planned to do, and I was
certain that I wasn't going to like it.
Without saying a word, Sabina approached me in a businesslike
fashion and brought the tube toward my plugged mouth. There
was a 1/2" wide enema nozzle fixed to the end which she inserted
in the hole of my gag_she had to push a little because of the tight
fit. She then looped a large rubber band around the narrower base
of the nozzle and pulled the remainder over my head to make sure
it wouldn't come out. She used a clothespin to clip off the tube and
slipped the remaining end over the spigot at the bottom of the jug.
After mounting the stepladder, she hung the jug from a hook in the
ceiling and opened the spigot. Kay handed her the enema bags one
at a time, and these were also suspended from the ceiling with their
clipped tubes dangling to the floor. After descending the ladder,
Sabina walked behind Susie and attached one of the enema bag
tubes to the fluid port on the outside of the bardex.
As she walked behind me, my ass cheeks clenched involuntarily
when I realized her intentions but, helpless as I was, she had no
trouble connecting the second enema bag.
Kay was busy threading one of the lines from the ice bucket
through a pulley in the ceiling. One end of the cord was frozen
through the center of a large three inch square ice cube which she
placed in Susie's left hand and told her to hold on to it. Susie had a
quizzical look in her eyes but did as she was told. Her Mistress then
tied the other end of the line to a five pound lead weight,
demonstrated its heft to Susie and left it to dangle, supported only
by Susie's grip on the ice cube. She then tied the end of another
cord to the weight and passed it behind the chain on Susie's nipple
clamps, pulled it over toward me and passed it behind my own
nipple chain, then back to the weight where it was tied off.
Susie and I were starting to get the picture. If she lets go of the ice
cube, the weight will fall and yank the nipple clamps from our tits.
I didn't even want to think about how that would feel. Susie looked
anxiously at me and then the ice cube as its purpose became
evident to her as well.
Kay rigged up additional lines, weights and ice cubes so that when
she was finished, both Susie and I were holding an ice cube in each
of our hands. The one in my left hand supported a weight attached
to the tube clip on Susie's enema bag_the one in my right
supported a weight attached to the tube clip on my own. Susie's
right hand held a cube supporting a weight attached to the tube
clip on the thermos jug while the aforementioned cube in her left
supported the weight attached to our nipple clamps.
"There. That just about does it." Sabina was beaming at her own
ingenuity. "There's just one more thing to do." I was horrified once
again as she picked up a plastic tube and coupled the ends of the
two catheters together.
I heard Susie gasp in shock from behind her gag at the realization
of what was being done to us. I pleaded unintelligibly, hoping that
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they would change their minds.
"Well Kay, it seems like they understand their situation fully now.
Let the fun begin!" She hit the remote button causing Susie to be
lifted toward the ceiling while I was lowered to the floor perched on
the six inch heels. The jerk at the start of my descent almost
caused me to loose my grip on the cubes.
"Now pay attention slaves. I expect you to hold on to those ice
cubes while Kay and I go upstairs to freshen up. I'm sure you
understand the consequences if any of them should slip from your
hands. Oh, one more thing.....if I catch you holding on to the cord
instead of the ice, you will stay in your present positions and receive
50 strokes from my cane. The pain from that will most certainly
cause you to let go of them. If you're successful in hanging on, this
punishment just might end before any of them melt away." Sabina
paced slowly back and forth as she spoke. Turning to Kay she said,
"They're ready. Do you want to do the honors or should I."
"Oh, I think you should Sabina. After all, the catheters were your
idea."
She removed the clips from each of the catheters and I immediately
saw the clear plastic of the tube turn to yellow as Susie's urine left
her bladder and, due to her higher elevation, force its way into my
own. It didn't take long for me to feel the pressure, considering the
compression of the waist belt. In spite of the shock I had just
experienced, I was able to hold on to the two ice cubes, even
though they were very slippery and my fingers were going numb
from the cold.
After the Mistresses went upstairs, I could see that Susie was having
a hard time of it. Despite Sabina's warning, she was manipulating
the cube in her right hand in an attempt to grab hold of the string
and relieve her hands from the cold. "Mmmfff, mmmooo,
mmmrrrggg," I tried to caution her. I figured that since I had no
feeling left in my fingers, it would be stupid to manipulate the ice.
Unfortunately, she paid no heed to my noises. After a few minutes
the cube slipped from her hand and one of the five pound weights
fell, tearing off the clip on the tube attached to the thermos jug. A
slow steady stream of plain water entered my mouth. Even though
I was brutally gagged, I had to keep swallowing to avoid choking
and stop every few seconds to take a short breath through my nose.
Susie had apparently learned her lesson. She hung quietly in front
of me with a remorseful look in her eyes as she saw the difficulties I
was having. She knew it wouldn't take very long for the water to
produce additional pressure on my already full bladder. After
about fifteen minutes, the distraction was too much. I lost my
concentration and released the cube in my left hand. Instantly,
another weight fell yanking the clip from the tube on Susie's enema
bag. Her eyes widened in horror as the fluid entered her bowels.
Her lower abdomen took on a noticeably rounded shape as the
pressure in her tummy increased. Miraculously, she managed to
hold on to the other cube.
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By the time the thermos jug was drained of its contents, I was
really bloated. The fingers in my right hand were painfully numb,
and I wondered how much longer I could hang on. I pondered the
predicament_-put up with the frostbite in my hand or let go of the
ice and assimilate the contents of the bag above my head. While I
was engrossed by the dilemma of having two unacceptable choices,
my attention was diverted by the return of our Mistresses.
They were stunning. Kay was dressed in the black satin Victorian
corset that Susie had borrowed for her "make believe Mistress"
escapade earlier in the day. Her firm, well-rounded, magnificent
breasts were prominently displayed above the bodice . Her long
slender legs were tantalizing, accentuated by the black opera length
hose attached to her garters and by the black patent leather pumps
with five inch stiletto heels. Her makeup was perfect, taking every
advantage of her glorious feminine features. Her long beautiful hair
was done up in a sexy looking french twist and a pair of diamond
studded shoulder dusters adorned her ears.
Sabina opted for a very low cut, royal blue leather mini-dress with
3/4 length sleeves. The built in brassiere lifted her splendid breasts
to show off her gorgeous suckable nipples above the top line of the
bodice. Her perfectly proportioned legs were clad in silky beige
stockings which were perfectly complimented by her matching blue
pumps with six inch spike heels. Her makeup emphasized the color
of her blue eyes and the rich fullness of her glossy, rose colored lips.
Her hair was combed out, framing her face to excellent advantage
and a pair of large, round lapis earrings were clipped to her ears.
In spite of my condition, I was temporarily mesmerized at the sight
of these two strikingly resplendent women.
"Oh, I see we have a full tummy now, don't we." Kay was gently
rubbing Susie's distended lower abdomen. She bent over and
positioned her ear next to Susie's belly. "My, but there's a lot of
gurgling going on in there. Seems that Pamela couldn't hang on
very long, could she."
"Well, it looks like Susie didn't do any better. The thermos jug is
empty. How do you feel, Pamela?" Sabina cupped my chin in her
hand. "Is your hand cold? Do you need to go potty?" She mocked
me in my defenseless position. "Don't you think it's time to let
Susie stand on the floor for a while?" I was incapable of responding.
"I'm SOOOO glad you agree, SLAVE."
With that, she hit the button on the remote so quickly, it startled
me and I lost control of the ice cube. The weight fell to the floor,
ripping the clip free from my enema bag. I gasped in shock. The
fluid was ice cold! I howled through my gag as the fluid entered my
body. I hadn't realized that the bags were full of ice water, until
now. The hoist shut off automatically leaving me suspended two
feet off the floor. This change in positions caused the flow of urine
to reverse, emptying my bladder and filling Susie's. Since she had
already absorbed the frigid contents of the enema bag, I wondered
if she would be able to cope with an over-filled bladder as well.
Additionally, I had just consumed a gallon of water, and I knew my
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body would be producing more of the yellow stuff for Susie and me
to exchange.
Kay continued her sensuous petting of Susie's more interesting
body parts. She paid particular attention her crotch, using her long
nails to trace the area around Susie's hairless pussy. Normally, this
attention would make Susie wild with carnal desire. Under these
circumstances however, she hardly noticed. She whimpered behind
her gag and softly sobbed as the unwelcome expansion of her bowels
and bladder exhausted her spirit. All things considered, it was
remarkable that she was able to hang on to the one last ice cube.
Sabina devoted all of her attention to me, rubbing the now visibly
rounded lower portion of my corset. Occasionally, her hand would
drift down to outline my genital area with her long fingernail, or
she would massage the area around my clamped tits. Usually, this
would be a pleasurable experience for me but, like Susie, my mind
was totally occupied with the cramping in my belly.
"Kay? Do you think they've had enough?" Sabina repeatedly
flicked her fingernail across my nipples. I felt nothing.
"I don't know about Pamela, Sabina, but Susie here is totally
incoherent. Normally when I do this to her, she squirms and
wriggles with pleasure. I've been trying to get a reaction from her
for about fifteen minutes now, but she's so filled up inside that she
probably doesn't even know I'm here. She's still hanging on to the
ice cube though, but it's almost melted. It will only be a few more
minutes before it's gone completely."
"Ok then, they've suffered enough....let's call it a day. Help me get
them undone, and we'll let them use the bathroom to relieve
themselves."
Sabina began by removing the tube from my gag. Then she
loosened the clamps on my tits. "Owwwwoooh," the searing pain
bit into my chest. Sabina artfully massaged the area until she could
tell that the worst of the pain had passed. She gently kissed each of
my nipples and gazed into my eyes. "Pamela, welcome to my
stable. You endured your punishments beautifully and from now
on, you will be my favorite slave..... as long as you obey all my
commands, of course. As soon as we get Susie untied, we'll get you
down and let you both use the bathroom."
In spite of my discomfort, Sabina's words thrilled me. I was now
her number one slave. Wow! I reveled over my new lofty station.
Just as I was thinking how wonderful it will be to serve this
extraordinary woman for the rest of my life, another cramp hit my
gut. Sensing my distress, my wonderful Mistress turned to help
Kay release Susie. It probably only took a couple of minutes, but it
seemed like years to me. Susie screamed when the nipple clamps
were removed, so Kay spent some time caressing and kissing the
sumptuous boobs of her favorite slave while Sabina finished untying
her. The cramping in my belly was getting more intense and I
needed to use the toilet........IMMEDIATELY!
As soon as Susie was free of her bonds, she bent slightly at the
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waist and pressed her hands against her tummy. With tears
running down her cheeks, she pleaded, "Oooohhh Mistress, please!
I feel like I'm going to burst. These cramps in my gut are killing
me. May I use the bathroom.... please?" Well trained as she was,
Susie knew she needed Kay's permission.
"Just wait a minute, Susie. We have to get Pamela undone first."
With that, Kay slapped the hinged handcuffs on Susie's wrists as
she continued to hold her gut. "We're trying to foster a spirit of
cooperation between you two, so we want to be certain that you'll
have to help each other remove the enema retention catheters.
Sabina will see to the Foleys herself."
Susie's wrists were now helplessly imprisoned in front of her. There
was no way she would be able to reach around to remove the
Bardex.
Kay hit the remote button to lower me to the floor, and turned to
assist Sabina who was already busy releasing me from my bondage.
Finally, I stood there wobbling on my heels, grabbing my gut, and
anxiously shifting my weight from one foot to the other, when
Sabina manacled my wrists together with another pair of Smith &
Wessons. "You heard what Kay said to Susie. You're going to have
to remove her Bardex...and she's going to have to remove yours.
Here are the squeeze bulbs. You'll have to attach it to the port on
the catheter in order to deflate the balloons. Before you go though,
let me rid you of those Foleys."
Sabina clipped the ends of both of the Foleys and, using a syringe
to withdraw the saline solution from inside the internal balloon,
very carefully pulled it free from my bladder. There was a visible
trace of blood on the device resulting from the insertion of the tube
past the bladder's sphincter muscle. She immediately turned to
Susie and repeated the process.
"Mistress Sabina? Mistress Kay? Can we go now?" My voice was
shaky as I continued to hold my cramping belly.
"Yes....and from the look of you two, I think you'd better hurry."
Sabina motioned for us to leave as Kay smiled behind her.
We must have been quite a sight as we both hurried to the
stairway, bent over and holding our guts, walking unsteadily on six
inch high heels, with the clearly visible Bardex balloons poking out
of our ass holes.
8. Chapter
The trip to the bathroom felt like the longest journey I had ever
taken. The ice water enema had my guts tied up in knots. Without
the Bardex, there would have been no way for me to make it
without an accident. In my haste, I stumbled several times along
the way due to the uncertain gait caused by the six inch heels.
Susie seemed to have similar difficulty with the cramping, although
she was far more adept at walking in the stiletto heeled shoes our
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Mistresses made us wear. Susie got to the bathroom first and
attempted to attach the Bardex bulb by herself. She squatted and
reached down between her legs in an effort to locate the fitting, but
the hinged hand cuffs would not allow her to twist her forearms
into the proper position. When I arrived, she was already squealing
in frustration over her inability to attach the bulb.
"Oooohhh Pamela, I can't get it connected! These damned hand
cuffs are in the way. I can't turn my wrists at all!" Kay was right.
The hinged cuffs would force us to help each other in order to gain
relief.
"Susie...calm down. I'm going to help you." While the corset and
the cramping made it very difficult, I managed to crouch down and
attach the Bardex bulb to the port. I then released the air valve,
causing the balloons to deflate so the catheter could be removed.
Susie instantly seated herself on the porcelain throne, while I stood
anxiously waiting for her to relieve herself.
It seemed like years, but it was probably only a few minutes before
Susie finished and was able to assist me. While I was tending to the
compelling business at hand, I heard our Mistresses laughing in the
doorway in amusement over the spectacle we were providing for
them.
"You two sure are a sorry lot. Just look at you_-all sweaty and
pale." Sabina removed the hand cuffs. "Go upstairs and take a hot
shower.....you can both remove your makeup as well, seeing as how
it's all messed up from the perspiration. While you're doing that,
Kay and I will make something for us to eat. It should be ready by
the time you're finished, so just put on the robes we left for you
and come back to join us. Then we can all have some dinner and
discuss our future plans for the two of you."
When we got upstairs, Susie gently rubbed her mistreated tits.
"God, my nipples hurt. I love my Mistress a lot, but I hate it when
she makes me wear those blasted clamps. One time, she made me
wear them under my bra while we were at a dinner party. They
hurt like hell and I couldn't concentrate on anything else. Even
though I wore a shawl to cover their outline on the front of my
dress, I felt like everyone was staring at me. My tits were sore for
days after she finally took them off." Susie unlaced the six inch
heels from her feet. "Here, let me help you get undressed, Pamela.
If you're as stiff as I am, you won't be able to undo the laces in the
back of your corset."
"Thanks Susie. I sure am sore. I think we must have been fastened
to those frames for over an hour. And those ice cubes made my
fingers go numb after just a few minutes. I don't know how you
managed it, but we're both lucky that you didn't let go of that last
ice cube. I'd hate to think what would have happened if those
clamps were yanked from our tits."
"I can tell you, Pamela. Mistress Kay pulled them off of me once,
and I vowed I would do anything to make sure it never happened
again. I must admit I almost lost it though, when that ice water
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filled up my insides. I felt my gut gurgling and cramping at the
same time, but there was nothing I could do about it. And when I
looked down once and saw the catheter dangling there_I was
humiliated! I don't remember Mistress ever making me feel so
utterly exposed and helpless."
I stood there rubbing my own tender nipples as they poked out
from the red latex bra, while Susie released me from my waist
cincher. I took a long overdue breath of air when I was finally freed
from its compression. "Ooohhh, I didn't think it would ever come
off_-although I must admit, I really love the womanly curves it
gives me." I gazed at my image in the mirror. "And I rather like the
bra too. I didn't realize how much tissue I actually had up there."
"I like it too, Pamela. You should tell Mistress Sabina...maybe
she'll let you wear it again." Susie unsnapped the bra and breast
harness that had gathered my breast tissue into such a delightfully
feminine appearance.
"There, I think you can take off your own stockings and shoes,
Pamela. I'm going to the shower. Why don't you join me when
your finished." Susie had a twinkle in her eye as she spoke, and I
was pretty sure what was on her mind. In spite of the abuse my
body had suffered, my cock sprang to life at the very thought of
soaping up her beautiful body. She smiled knowingly at my
erection and hurried off to the bathroom.
I wasted no time in unbuckling my heels and stripping off my
stockings and wig in anticipation of taking a shower with Susie.
When I got in to the stall, the hot water felt wonderfully soothing
on my aching muscles. We stood facing each other as I gently
soaped up her beautiful body. Susie paid particular attention to my
lower abdomen and crotch, licking her lips at the sight of my raging
hard on. After several minutes of sensuous bathing, we used the
hand held shower spray to rinse each other. After we got out of the
shower, Susie knelt down, took me into her mouth and started
sucking until I almost collapsed, so overwhelming was the orgasm
that enveloped me. Susie continued sucking and swallowing, until
she was sure I was totally spent. After a few moments, I held her
and guided her to the floor where we assumed the "69" position. I
lovingly tongued her clit and could feel her body tense as the
pleasure consumed her. It didn't take very long before she climaxed
in ecstacy, while I continued to caress her and lap up the remnants
of her love juices.
We lied there for a few moments enjoying the release of our passion,
until I remembered that our Mistresses were expecting us
downstairs. I sure didn't want them to come upstairs and find us
like this. Once I convinced Susie that we had to stop, we got up
and put on the bathrobes that had been laid out for us. Susie put
her arms around my neck and gave me a long french kiss. I was
pleased, but also somewhat surprised at her reaction. I had no idea
she would like my male persona as much as she seemed to like
Pamela. I thought her loving attention was merely the result of her
Mistress's orders.
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"Ooohhh Susie, I didn't think you'd find me attractive as a...a...a
man." I stuttered in disbelief.
"Ooohhh Pamela, it was wonderful. You should know I like you as
a person, and I don't really care if you're dressed as a girl or not.
It's really too bad we can't continue though. But you're right. Our
Mistresses would punish us again if we got caught. Besides, I'm
famished. Let's go eat dinner."
We both checked in the mirror to make sure all the makeup had
been removed as we had been instructed, and proceeded downstairs
to join them. Fortunately for me, Susie noticed that I was still
wearing the artificial finger nails, so we went back and removed
them with the solvent from the bathroom vanity. It took about
fifteen minutes for her to pry them loose and wipe away all the
remnants of polish and glue. I remember commenting how lucky we
were to have such patient Mistresses, as we finally were able to
make our grand entrance in the dining room.
Sabina had replaced the mini-dress with a knee length, royal blue,
silk robe which matched the shoes she wore. Kay also looked
stunning in her shiny black satin, kimono style robe with a lotus
flower design on its back. The black patent pumps still graced her
feet. I was very surprised that they had us sit at the table while
they served us. After all, we were their slaves. I wondered about
this apparent change of attitude toward us, but thought better than
to ask about it.
The dinner was great....a crisp caesar salad and roast duck with
wild rice and brown gravy, a bottle of 1979 Jordan Cabernet
Sauvignon, followed with a rich dessert of black forest torte and a
wonderful bottle of 1975 Chateau Yquem Sauternes. The
conversation was basically small talk, with no mention made of our
recent ordeal or their acceptance of us as slaves. When dinner was
finished, Susie and I helped them clear the table. We all loaded the
china and crystal in the dishwasher with me being especially
careful, not wanting to have a repeat of my miscue earlier in the
day. After the kitchen was cleaned up, Sabina directed all of us to
the living room to talk about our future together.
"I trust you enjoyed the meal?" Susie and I nodded enthusiastically.
"Kay and I thought you deserved a treat after completing your
initiation so admirably. I know you're both curious about our
plans. While you were upstairs, an old friend of mine called. Her
name is Mistress Monique, and she wondered if I had added any
slaves to my collection recently. When I told her about you Pamela,
she just bubbled with excitement and said she couldn't wait to
meet you. She has a well equipped home on her large estate in the
country, and has invited all of us to visit. I've taken a few select
slaves there in the past, and we always had a good time sampling
the toys she has accumulated over the years. We'll leave first thing
tomorrow morning, so I want you to get a good night's rest. You
will both need it, I assure you.
"Kay, let's take them back to the toy room and get them fixed up,
so there won't be any 'fooling around' during the night. You know
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how horny Susie always is, and I wouldn't want her bothering my
new slave all night."
"Susie can definitely be a problem, I know. It's something I learned
to accept over the years because I don't think it's possible for her
to change. It's really too bad though, that I can't trust her in
situations like this."
"Please Mistress, I'm still extremely sore from my initiation. You
don't have to tie me up again. I'll be good, I promise." Susie knew
her Mistress well and pleaded with Kay to intercede, but Kay
wouldn't hear of it. She knew that when it came to sex, Susie had
an insatiable appetite.
"Come along, you two. I don't want to hear any more arguments."
Sabina grabbed my arm and led us all down the stairs.
They had us both remove our robes and, after Sabina chained me
to the wall with a two inch wide slave collar, they both set to work
on Susie. Her forearms were folded behind her back and tied
together from elbow to elbow with a length of nylon rope. Kay
then stuffed her mouth with a three inch foam rubber ball and
sealed it in place with several strips of sticky duct tape. To make
certain that Susie wouldn't be able to expel the gag, she applied
several wraps of the dermicel tape over the duct tape and around in
back of her neck. She tested the effectiveness of the gag by giving a
hard pinch to each of Susie's very tender nipples. The resulting
scream emerged as a soft sounding hum. Susie wouldn't be making
any comments for a while.
The center of another length of rope was then positioned behind
her neck and brought down across the front of her shoulders, under
her arm pits and knotted at the center of her back. The ends were
passed under the portion behind her neck and pulled down, forming
a sort of figure eight harness. The short remaining length of line
was then tightly secured to her already immobilized forearms. A
rather long rope was then doubled over and looped around her
waist at the front. Kay pulled hard on the line and centered the
loop at her navel before passing it down between the lips of Susie's
bald pussy and back up under the back of the waist rope, where it
was left to dangle for the time being.
After being forced to sit on the floor, her legs were folded so that
the ankles and calves were parallel to one another. Starting with a
double loop around one ankle, Kay wrapped the line again and
again around Susie's lower legs so that she was forced to sit in a
modified, yoga type lotus position. This was starting to look very
uncomfortable for her, but Kay was by no means finished. Using
the figure eight harness for leverage, she lifted Susie enough so that
she could be brought forward and lowered to lie face down on the
floor. The remaining portion of the doubled over crotch rope was
then passed through one of the wraps on her welded calves, and
back up under the vertical line descending from the figure eight
harness, where it was pulled hard and securely knotted. This last
move produced an muted groan from behind Susie's gag as the full
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impact of her bondage became clear to her. The way her legs were
tied prevented her from bringing her knees together, so any attempt
at crawling along the floor would be greeted with frustration. In
fact, movement of any kind only caused the crotch rope to dig
deeper into her bisected pussy.
"There Susie, I think that will keep you out of trouble for a while."
Kay stroked her slave's hair as she spoke. Susie had a pained look
in her eyes due to the stringent hog tie that had been applied to
her. Tears began to form as she tried to plead with her Mistress to
release her. All that could be heard was a distant sounding hum
from her fully packed mouth. "You'll be fine, Susie. Your muscles
will adjust to the position in a few minutes and then you'll be able
to get some sleep." Kay was reassuring in her tone, but I don't
think that Susie believed she would ever get used to the constant
strain that the muscles in her legs and the joints in her hips were
experiencing.
While Kay continued to comfort to her slave, Sabina unlocked my
collar. "It's your turn piglet," she said as she grabbed my cock and
led me to sit a few feet from the helplessly bound, and still groaning
Susie. I dared not say a word, but I was filled with trepidation in
anticipation of the position Sabina had planned for me.
She bound my wrists in front of me with the palms facing, leaving
two unusually long trailing ends. She then commanded that I form
both my hands into fists with the thumbs inside and, using a roll of
one inch wide electrical tape, she started at my wrists and wrapped
the tape around and around, until my fists were covered up to the
first knuckles. She then applied several short pieces of the tape to
cover over the bare portion of my fingers, after which another few
wraps were placed over the exposed ends to make sure they would
not come loose. My hands were now cocooned in black plastic.
"Most people think that a person cannot be made helpless with the
wrists bound together in front. I'm going to try and prove them
wrong." Sabina's comment was an ominous portend of what was to
come.
She stood up for a moment, turned her back to me and removed
the blue silk panties she had been wearing for most of the day.
After retying her robe, she knelt back down and stuffed the soiled
underwear into my mouth. Their musky scent filled my nostrils.
She then forced my arms over my head and positioned my wrists
behind my neck. The remaining lengths of rope were then passed
several times over the wadding in my mouth, and tightly knotted
between my lips. Sabina then tied a slip knot loop at the end of a
three foot length of sash cord and placed it around my balls,
leaving the end free for the moment. She went over to the wall to
retrieve a two inch wide, long leather belt which she passed under
my thighs and around my back. Using her spike heeled foot against
my back for leverage, she tugged on the end and forced my knees
up to meet my chest before fastening the buckle. After tying my
ankles together, she brought the end of the sash cord around the
cinch between my ankles, gave it a tug and then tied it off. Now
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any effort on my part to inch my way around the floor would only
produce additional tension on the line stretched tightly between my
ankles and balls. What little relief was possible could be
accomplished only by leaning forward to make sure that the soles of
my feet remained on the floor. I decided very quickly that I would
try to remain as still as possible. I was helpless to do anything
anyway, and if I accidentally fell over, the natural tendency for my
lower legs to move outward would only stretch my balls even
further.
"That ought to just about do it, but there's one more thing we
need to do Kay. Let's blindfold them to be certain there won't be
any distractions to keep them from sleeping." Each of our
Mistresses then buckled a thickly padded, black leather blindfold
over our eyes, plunging us into darkness. Susie was still groaning
into her gag, so in commiseration, I joined her in a kind of funereal
chorus.
"Stop moaning, you two!" Sabina snapped her command like a drill
sergeant. "You sound like a couple of cry babies." Our whimpering
stopped at once, and Sabina continued. "Now pay attention. I
think you'll find it beneficial to remain as still as possible. The
consequences of excessive movement should be clear to you both by
now. Struggling will only make you more uncomfortable. I want
you both to go to sleep, and we'll wake you in the morning so we
can get ready for the trip to Monique's."
Her last statement was followed by silence. I assumed Kay and
Sabina went upstairs to bed, although I could not hear them walk
across the thickly carpeted floor. After several minutes had passed,
I was pretty sure they had left, so I foolishly tried to figure out if
there was any way I could relieve the strain on my balled-up body.
I first tested the effectiveness of the tape on my fists. My hands
were helplessly bundled, making movement of the fingers
impossible. I then tried to get free from the rope/gag, but only
succeeded in waving my elbows within a very limited range and
forcing Sabina's wadded up panties deeper into my mouth. These
struggles also caused the muscles in my legs to contract, placing
additional tension on my already stretched ball sac. My next
attempt proved to be a serious mistake. I tried to break the leather
belt pressing my knees to my chest and, in the process, my feet lost
contact with the floor while, at the same time, the shifting of my
elbows altered my center of gravity. I felt myself falling and tried to
stop, but it was too late. I fell over toward the right, and my right
elbow hit Susie in what seemed to be the center of her back. This
caused my body to pitch once again, so that my head and bound
up hands ended up on her soft tush. I was now lying on my back
with my feet in the air like a helpless turtle, and the strain on my
balls increased to the point that I thought they would be ripped
from my body. Susie made a soft humming sound and wheezed
through her nose at the contact, and I let out with a muted
scream in reaction to the pain caused by the natural tendency of
my lower legs to try and stretch away from my body. I continued to
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moan and groan through Sabina's panties while I tried to relax my
legs. After what seemed like several minutes, the pain subsided
enough that I could attempt to roll off of Susie, but my splayed out
elbows prevented it. Eventually, I gave up in the realization that I
was hopelessly stuck in this position until the morning.
I recall being able to finally relax after accepting my fate, and I
remember Susie breathing deeply underneath my head. Her body
must have been limber enough to allow her to sleep peacefully for
almost the entire night. The rhythm of her breathing must have
helped me to fall asleep as well, since the next thing I remember
was Sabina removing my blindfold.
"Isn't that sweet Kay. Look how they managed to cuddle together.
Seems we can't keep them apart no matter what we do." She
snickered as she lifted me by the shoulders to a most welcome
sitting position. "Ooohhh, look at Pamela's balls though. They've
turned blue from the rope around them." Acting as if she were
surprised, she got on her knees and cupped my ball sac in her hand
for as close an inspection as my position would allow. Mercifully,
she untied the sash cord first, allowing the flow of blood to return
to my strangling organ. Next the leather belt came off, allowing me
to extend my legs and get some circulation into them as well. My
Mistress then unwrapped the rope/gag and pulled out the now very
soggy panties. "I trust you had a good night's rest slave. Looks like
these will have to go to the laundry, though." She held the panties
between her thumb and forefinger and dangled them in front of my
nose. "You slob, you've gotten them all wet with your saliva." I was
exercising my jaw trying to regain the power of speech, but was still
incapable of responding. Noticing the difficulty I was having,
Sabina decided not to pursue the matter.
It took her a while to find the nearly invisible end of the plastic
tape. Once located, she unwound it creating a tangled mound of
the stuff on the floor beside me. There must have been at least ten
yards of it piled there. I flexed my fingers while she untied my
wrists and revealed the indentations in my skin that the tightness
had created.
"You can remove the rest of your bondage by yourself. I'm going to
see if Kay needs any help with Susie."
I decided to wait until my circulation returned before trying to
untie my ankles. Susie was standing now, still a little wobbly from
the stiffness in her legs. The mark of the ropes was clearly visible
on her lower legs. There was a red indentation around her waist and
down her belly to the point where it disappeared between the lips of
her sex. Once her arms were released, she started to rub the feeling
back in to them while Kay removed the tape from her gag, being
careful not to pull too much hair out along with it. When the Nerf
ball was removed, it was dripping wet and placed on a shelf to dry.
"Oh, Mithtreth," Susie tried to speak but her mouth was too dry.
"Pleathe don't tie me like that again, my puthy ith going to be
thore for weekth!" She babbled on anyway, sounding a lot like
Tweety Bird talking to Sylvester the Cat; all the while using both
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her hands to massage the affected area, in what I thought was a
very erotic display.
"Stop complaining angel. You'd be amazed how much abuse the
female body can withstand. Your pussy will be back to normal in
no time." Kay was standing behind her favorite slave, rubbing the
marks on her shoulders and back.
"Come on you dope, you're wasting time." Sabina returned her
attention to me. "Can't you get that silly rope untied?" She knew
that the sight of Susie had me mesmerized, so I quickly set to
undoing the knot at my ankles as she approached. "Good, I see you
finally figured it out. Now let's get upstairs and get you dressed for
your trip to the country."
Susie and I were still cramped from the bondage, as we slowly
hobbled after our Mistresses, following them up the stairs to get
ready. They were both dressed in identical black leather
mini-dresses with a deeply scooped neckline. Black hose and black
patent five inch heels completed the ensemble. As usual, their skills
with cosmetics enhanced their natural beauty.
After first letting us take a hot shower_separately, of course_they
tended to our makeup. Susie's natural beauty didn't require much
enhancement. A light foundation, a touch of eye shadow, some
rouge, a light dusting of powder, some rose colored lip gloss and a
styling of the hair and she was gorgeous. My features presented a
more difficult challenge, but Sabina was able to work her makeover
magic once more. The process took her over an hour, but when she
finally allowed me to look in the mirror, I was stunned. Staring
back at me was a delightfully feminine creature with shoulder
length ash blond hair, dramatically wide set eyes, and full
persimmon colored lips with matching long artificial fingernails. I
was so happy I didn't know what to say, so I just turned on my
stool and hugged my Mistress around her waist and rested my head
between her well proportioned breasts.
She was obviously pleased with this sign of affection, and stroked
my hair in return. "Welcome back, Pamela." She pressed my head
to her breast. "You've been away too long." I suddenly realized
that she hadn't called me by that name since I showered off the
makeup the day before. My Mistress was truly the woman of my
dreams, accepting me for what I always wanted to be. Next to the
time that she declared me to be her new slave, this was the
happiest moment of my life.
While Sabina had been making me up, Kay helped Susie with her
traveling outfit. Her matching bra, panties and garter belt were a
light shade of teal blue. The bra was the demi-cup variety which
displayed her perky nipples to full advantage. Even though her
breasts were not large in proportion to her frame, the bra pushed
them up and together creating a lovely cleavage. Silky beige
stockings and a pair of medium brown, lizard pumps with four inch
heels completed her outfit. The lingerie was a perfect complement
to her fresh and sweet personality.
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Kay tied her wrists together with the palms facing and forced her
elbows together with a one inch wide, tan leather strap. Susie
expressed concern at how little she was given to wear considering
the cold Wisconsin winter, but her Mistress simply smiled as she
secured her slave's arms behind her back, and admonished her that
she should be thankful that she wasn't forced to wear a crotch rope
as well, considering the tenderness in her pussy.
After Susie was bound, Kay lovingly adjusted her boobs in the
cups, and inserted the pair of gold nipple rings into the hole at the
base of each nipple. She then took great delight in lightly tracing
her long fingernail above the top line of her bra.
"Oh Mistress, please don't do that. You'll only get me all hot
again." Susie squirmed in reaction to this sensuous attention.
"You be quiet slave, or I'll strap as big a ball gag as I can find in
that lovely mouth of yours, and you'll wear it all the way to
Monique's." Susie understood that her Mistress was serious and
remained silent from that point on. Kay continued to explore the
more interesting parts of Susie's body until Sabina asked her to
help get me prepared for our journey. Susie just stood there with a
far away look in her eyes, the dampness from her crotch clearly
visible through the light colored material of her panties.
"Pamela, is there something special you would like to wear today?"
Sabina inquired with a sparkling look in her eyes.
I was somewhat dumbfounded at the question, but paused for a
moment to consider. "Yes Mistress, I'd love to wear that red latex
bra again. I just love the way it feels on my skin_and I'd like to
wear the red waspy corset with it 'cause it matches so well."
"Anything else?" my mistress inquired.
"Ummm, yes ma'am. Could I try a pair of garter stockings like
Susie's? I really love the way they look on her. And maybe you
have a pair of high heeled red pumps that I could borrow...."
"Well, you sure have an interesting taste in lingerie Pamela. But I
think we can accommodate you since you've been good so far
today. We can attach the garters that came with the corset and fix
you up just as you asked. But I think you forgot something. What
would you have us do to hide that thing between you legs?" She
asked rhetorically. "I know just the thing. Kay? Don't you have a
pair of red latex panties in the top drawer of your dresser? They'll
be the perfect complement to Pamela's ensemble. While you're
getting them, I'll gather up the rest of her things."
After Sabina assembled the requested articles, she had me slip my
arms into the male breast harness. This time though, she fastened
it much more tightly than before, and then took great care in
manipulating my meager breast tissue until she was satisfied that
the optimum effect had been achieved.
The latex bra felt even more fantastic than before. I looked in the
mirror and marveled at the full B-cup sized boobs I had. I adjusted
the fit so that my nipples were centered in the two inch holes and
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then turned back to Sabina.
"Oh Mistress! Thank you. It feels fabulous. I can't wait to put on
the rest of my lingerie." My excitement was obvious, as Sabina
handed me the corset.
I stepped into it and adjusted it to the correct position around my
midriff so that the laces could be drawn in at the back. Sabina had
me grab hold of one of the bed posters, and she pulled with all her
might. She wasn't quite satisfied with the closure so she had Kay
pull with her, and managed to reduce my waist another inch or so.
Kay retrieved a cloth tape measure from her dresser and, after
measuring my waist, exclaimed, "Twenty-four inches! That's
wonderful Pamela. The diet you've been on these last few days has
certainly helped your figure. Here's your stockings. While you're
putting them on, I'll get the garters."
The corset didn't feel quite as tight as when I last wore it, perhaps
because they didn't put me under the lacing bar, but the
compression still made it difficult for me to bend over. I finally
managed to slip the stockings up my hairless legs and attach them
in place with the garters Kay had handed to me. As I expected, my
cock began to rise as I fastened the garters. I always had a passion
for the sensual feel of stockings on my legs, and this time was no
exception. In addition, I had never worn garters before and the new
sensation only added to my arousal. I reveled in the feeling as I
stood there rubbing my legs together to enjoy their silky texture.
"Pamela! Can't you control yourself? We'll never get your panties
on with that thing sticking out." Sabina gave my engorged penis
several playful slaps, but it had no effect. So she took a firm grip
on my clean-shaven balls and squeezed hard. I let out with a yell in
answer to the pain, but her action had the desired effect. She
maintained her grip until she was satisfied that it had shrunk back
to manageable proportions.
"Works every time, Kay." Sabina was pleased with herself. "A cock
is so predictable and easy to control if you know what your doing.
"Step into these, Pamela. I'll help you put them on." She stretched
the latex panties in front of my feet. When I looked down, I was
dismayed to see another dildo fastened to the inside of the crotch.
"Oh Mistress, not another dildo! I'm still stretched out from my
punishment session. I don't need one any more." I tried to reason
with her.
"SILENCE! You'll do as you're told. Besides, if we let you go
too long without wearing it, all of our efforts will have been
wasted."
At least she tried to explain her reasons, but I wondered
nevertheless why it was necessary to keep my rosebud stretched. I
didn't like the possible reasons that came to mind, but knew it was
useless to argue, so I said nothing. I stepped into the panties and
Sabina tugged them up my legs. Even with the silkiness of the
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stockings, it took a lot of effort to get them up to my hips. At that
point, Sabina went around behind me and targeted the head of the
invader at my puckered hole. She didn't use any lubrication this
time, but it was soon apparent that none was required. She had me
bend over as far as the corset would let me, and applied gentle but
steady pressure against the device. Somewhat to my surprise, the
hard rubber rod slid in quite easily in testimony to the effectiveness
of Sabina's training methods. She then reached down inside the
pants and under my crotch, pulling the head of my still flaccid cock
back to the start of my ass crack.
The panties were already stretched so tight that Kay had to help
her pull them up the rest of the way. They pulled so hard that I
was nearly lifted off the floor, until they were satisfied the latex was
positioned properly around my loins. The compression was so great
that my balls were forced up into my body and, when I looked
between my slightly spread legs, I could see no evidence of my
manhood. My crotch was smooth and flat under the latex, and its
rubbery texture insured that the material would not be shifting
around as I moved. While the panties were tighter than anything I
had ever worn before, the feeling was not uncomfortable. Even the
dildo was not too bothersome, as the events of the last few days
had made me accustomed to having something plugging up my ass
hole. I didn't want too admit it openly, but overall I really liked
how they looked and felt.
"There, that looks great. Oh, I almost forgot the shoes. It was red
that you wanted, wasn't it?" I nodded in response. "Let me go dig
in my closet. We're lucky we both wear the same size."
After rummaging for a bit, she returned with a pair of red kid
pumps with spike heels about five inches high. As she slipped them
on my feet, she commented, "I know these are higher than you're
accustomed to for walking, but it's the best I can do. Besides, you
need the practice."
"Don't worry Mistress. I think they're really sexy looking_-and I
know I'll be able to get around just fine in them." I was pleased
with her choice of these "fuck me" spikes and I took the
opportunity to mince around the room in order to get the feel of
them. "Ooohhh, don't you just love the way they make my hips
sway?" I said to no one in particular.
"Stop prancing around Pamela, and get back over here. We have to
get you secured for our trip." The time for the inevitable had
arrived. After seeing what they had done to Susie, I knew that I
would be bound in some way as well. But I almost didn't mind any
more. I loved the attention Sabina was paying to me and it made
the whole experience worthwhile. Besides, I always loved the
helpless feeling that came over me when someone tied me up
properly, although I had never been bound in one position for more
than an hour until I met these women. Their techniques were
perfect-no possibility of escape without help combined with the
suspense of not knowing when they would release you. I was
definitely hooked.
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I emphasized the sway of my hips as I walked back to my Mistress,
in what I thought was as feminine a way as I could muster. She
seemed amused at my antics and said, "I see you like the heels I
gave you. I'm surprised at how quickly you adapted to them, but
you don't have to try and sway your hips, Pamela. That happens
naturally from the posture caused by the heels. Besides, no real
woman ever walks like that and you'll only give yourself away if
anyone looks at you. Now, turn around."
The bondage was simple but effective, like Susie's. Common hand
cuffs at the wrists, thumb cuffs to keep me from twisting my arms,
and a pair of ankle shackles with about a six inch chain above my
elbows. Kay had gotten the minks from the closet and placed them
over our shoulders with the sleeves tucked in the pockets, and tied
the leather sash in the front. After putting on their own coats, our
Mistresses led us out to Kay's Town Car and buckled us safely in
the back seat. Then we were on our way to meet Mistress Monique!
9. Chapter
The drive through the countryside was splendid. The rolling
landscape with its new covering of freshly fallen snow glistened
under the bright sunlight. Once in a while, a deer could be seen
browsing on the remnants of the previous season's corn crop. The
cross country skiers were out in full force, poling their way across
the terrain over some of the many trails that cover the State. Susie
and I were less than comfortable, being forced to lean back against
our tractioned arms for the entire trip. Susie whispered that the
tight rope bondage on her elbows and wrists was causing her fingers
to tingle, but she didn't dare to complain loud enough for Kay to
hear. The manacles I was wearing were not nearly as severe, but
certainly just as effective in insuring that I wouldn't cause any
trouble during the ride. Sitting on the dildo was another story,
however. I could feel the tip pressing hard against my prostate, but
shifting my body to relieve the pressure only made it worse. The
seat belt prevented me from lifting my butt so, remembering Susie's
advice of two days ago, I resigned myself to staying as still as
possible.
We had been on the Interstate for about two hours before Kay
turned off at the Baraboo exit, highway 12. "It won't be long now,
ladies. We're almost there." Sabina's voice was full of excitement.
"Turn right at the next intersection Kay, and follow the road until
you spot the sign that says 'Andersen Manor.' There'll be a large
iron gate at the entryway."
Kay pulled in front of the gate and rang the intercom bell. "Yes?
Who is it?" the voice asked.
"Tell Monique it's Sabina," she answered.
The gate opened electrically, and Kay proceeded up the long
driveway stopping the car on the circle drive in front of the
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mansion.
"As you can see from the surroundings, Monique has done quite
well for herself. She started her own fashion design business in her
twenty's, was very successful, and sold it a few years ago to a New
York conglomerate. She built her home here because of the privacy
it provides. Her interests would be viewed by many as being, shall
we say, a little on the kinky side and this estate allows her to
indulge herself without fear of being disturbed. Her entrepreneurial
background has made her a stickler for perfection, and she is quite
demanding of anyone who works for her. If I were you, I'd make a
concerted effort to be on my best behavior." Sabina directed her
last comment to Susie and me. She and Kay exited the car, helped
us out of the back seat and escorted us to the front door.
The woman who answered the door presented a bizarre image. She
had long straight black hair down to the middle of her back, and
her heavily made-up face was almost cat-like in appearance with its
dense application of black eye-liner and mascara. The full lips of
her wide mouth were painted with a creamy coat of deep red
lipstick. Her nails were "dragon- lady" in length and polished with
a color to match her lips. She was covered from the neck down in a
one-piece, skin-tight, black latex cat suit that was zipped up from
the back of her crotch to the base of her neck. Her large breasts
were well supported by the built in, underwire bra and the outline
of her prominent nipples was clearly visible through the stretched
material. She stood in the doorway with her hands on her hips,
balancing on a pair of ankle high, black leather boots with heels at
least five inches tall.
"I'm Alex. Come in please. The Mistress is expecting you." I was
startled that Alex's voice was so low in register that it seemed
unnatural coming from the lips of her womanly looking form. As
she led us down a long hallway, she explained that she was
Monique's assistant. She met her a little over a year ago when her
name was Alexander. After a few days of training, Monique decided
that Alexander would be more useful to her if he were a woman.
His name was shortened to Alex and Monique began a weekly series
of estradiol injections to feminize his appearance. Six months ago,
Alex was taken to the local hospital for some plastic surgery. The
skin on her forehead was pulled up to eliminate some wrinkles and
to give her eyebrows a feminine arch. Collagen injections were
administered to fill out her cheeks and lips and she was also given
silicone implants to supplement the work of the hormone
treatments. Weekly trips to the electrologist eliminated all traces of
a male beard. Her Mistress also promised that she would soon have
a surgeon shorten the length of her vocal cords to raise the pitch of
her voice. Susie and I listened intently as Alex described the details
of her transformation.
"You're beautiful Alex," I said. "Until you spoke, I never would
have known you're not a real woman. After your voice has changed,
no one will ever be able to tell."
"Thank you Pamela." He already knew my name. "Mistress and I
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have heard a lot about you. I'm sure you'll enjoy your stay with us.
My Mistress is a very creative person." She put additional emphasis
on the word "creative" leaving little doubt as to its implications.
"The way I'm dressed for example, is a pretty good indication of
Mistress's tastes. Except when I'm permitted to leave the mansion,
I'm either buck naked or wearing one of the latex or leather outfits
she has designed. Some of them have some rather unusual features
as I'm sure you will soon find out."
At the end of the hall, we entered a room which was obviously the
library. With the exception of a corner picture window, the walls
consisted of bookshelves from floor to ceiling and were filled with
several hundred volumes of books. A woman sat in a richly
upholstered, chippendale chair reading one of them; her platinum
blond hair tied back and gathered in a bun on top of her head. She
had porcelain fair skin and did not appear to be wearing very much
make-up. She didn't have to_she was naturally beautiful like most
Scandinavians. Just a touch of pale blue eye shadow, some pink
blusher, and a light coat of pink lipstick was all she needed. Her
attire was identical to Kay's and Sabina's_must be the "mistress
uniform" of the day, I thought. Her spike-heeled feet were resting
on the back of a young blond girl, no more than twenty years of
age, who was kneeling on all fours in front of her. She rose from the
chair as we entered the room. "Sabina! How good to see you. I'm
so glad you could get away to visit me. I trust you've already met
Alex?" "Yes ma'am," Alex answered. The woman continued, "This
unusual footstool here is Tammy. Stand up, Tammy." She struggled
to her feet and the woman took up a position behind her and
placed her hands on her shoulders. "She's only been in my service
for several weeks and she still has a lot to learn, but I think she has
great potential. You'll have to forgive her though, for not saying
hello." Tammy curtseyed a greeting but said nothing. She couldn't.
Her mouth was covered with a broad, white leather strap which
probably held some mouth filling device in place, while a matching
white, broad leather collar forced her to keep her chin up. "She
needs to be taught the consequences of errant speech. She hasn't
quite learned yet that I am always to be addressed as Mistress,
Madame, or even Ma'am. She forgot herself this morning, so I've
provided her with something to help her remember in the future."
Tammy cast her eyes to the floor in chagrin over her infraction.
Her hands and feet were manacled about twelve inches apart with a
short connecting chain between them, permitting her to raise her
hands to just below waist level. Her body was almost completely
covered below her neck with a skin-tight, white latex garment which
zipped up the back like Alex's. The six inch high heels she wore
were an integral part of the garment, leaving me to wonder how she
could have put the thing on, unless she was liberally sprinkled with
talcum powder first. Strategically placed openings in the suit
displayed her breasts and crotch for all to see. In relation to her
petite frame, the breasts were huge, but nonetheless well supported
by her youthful chest muscles. She was easily a D-cup and maybe
more. Her large areola surrounded her pierced nipples which were
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elegantly adorned with gold rings. The tight curls covering her
pubic area confirmed that she was indeed a natural blond.
"Would you take their coats, Alex. They won't be needing them for
a while." Alex took our coats and left the room to put them away.
The woman caught me staring at Tammy's magnificent breasts.
"Oh, I see you noticed her most outstanding feature." She smiled
broadly. "My name is Monique Andersen," she moved away from
Tammy. "You must be Pamela. Nice work, Sabina. She looks very
convincing."
"Thank you, Mistress," I curtseyed as gracefully as my bondage
would allow.
"I love your bra, Pamela. I have a thing for latex you know." She
tweaked each of my exposed nipples causing me to flush with
embarrassment. "And your panties_oooohhhh, their so nice and
tight." She rubbed the flat portion of my lower abdomen. "Does
she still have her cock, Sabina? Oh, yes! I can feel it down there."
My humiliation increased as her hand slid under my crotch and
pressed hard on my tightly confined manhood.
"Oh, and you must be the sweet, loveable Susie I've heard so much
about." She left me blushing and walked over to Susie. "Beautiful
rings, you have my dear. Your Mistress is very kind." Monique
inspected the jewelry in Susie's nipples and then moved behind her.
"Oh, I can see you're very flexible too_your elbows are nearly
touching."
"Yes, Madame Monique. I think I must be double jointed. Mistress
Kay ties me like this frequently to maintain my flexibility." Susie
curtseyed her greeting and Kay beamed with pride.
"It's been a long time, Kay. How have you been?" They embraced
as Monique spoke.
"It certainly has, Monique. It's so good to see you again. Tammy
and Alex are new since the last time I saw you. What happened
to_what was her name?_Oh, Daphne I think. Wasn't it?"
"She still comes to visit now and then. I gave her to our old friend,
Malcolm Chatsworth. He needed another maid, so I gave Daphne
to him. I was growing tired of her anyway. Her body wasn't limber
enough to tolerate some of the positions I tried to put her in, and
Malcolm isn't in to bondage so much as he is in to whipping the
nice round buns of beautiful young girls. Daphne was always a little
on the chubby side and I thought she would suit his needs very well.
"Well, let's get started. I know you'll all love the new Play Room I
had built. Tammy? Why don't you lead the way? I'm sure Alex is
waiting for us."
As Tammy minced her way to the front of our group, the small
padlocks at the back of her collar and gag were clearly visible. No
wonder she hadn't tried to take them off. Tammy's heels and
hobbles forced her to take very short steps as she led us back down
the hall into a room about thirty feet square with a twelve foot
high ceiling. There was all manner of curious looking contraptions
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setting on the floor, while two of the walls were covered with
leather and latex hoods, blindfolds, gags of every description,
several rolls of tape, an assortment of whips, straps and dildos, a
couple of single sleeves, and an array of clamps and harnesses. The
ceiling was cris-crossed with a track system to which several hooks
had been attached, as well as four electric winches which could be
positioned as desired anywhere along the rails.
Monique turned to face us, "For me, bondage isn't so much a form
of punishment as it is a type of recreation; an art form if you will."
She looked at Susie and me. "While you're here, you, and
sometimes Tammy and Alex, will be the subjects of my somewhat
imaginative restraint techniques. I do not intend to harm you in
any way, unless you disobey my commands or fail to address me
properly. For that, the punishment will be swift and severe, as
Tammy would tell you if she were able to speak." Tammy looked at
us and nodded as best she could considering the restriction of the
collar. "If you do as you're told, no harm will come to you,
although your bodies may get a little stiff and sore now and then.
"Has anyone seen Alex?" She looked around the room in surprise.
"I bet she's in the kitchen again. The hormones she's been taking
have caused her to plump up, and I've put her on a strict diet to
control her weight. She's been pretty good about it, but
occasionally, I catch her foraging in the pantry." A stern look
crossed her face as she explained her suspicion.
Monique was on her way out of the room when Alex entered.
"Where were you?" she asked.
"I-I-I was hanging up the coats as you asked, Mistress." Her
nervous response was all Monique needed to hear.
"It couldn't have taken that long. You've been eating again,
haven't you? Look at this!" She used her finger to wipe some
residue from Alex's lower lip. "Cookies! You've been in the cookie
jar again! You'll lose you're girlish figure if you keep eating all that
saturated fat, Alex."
"B-b-but Mistress....." Alex tried to explain.
"SILENCE!" You know the consequences of breaking the rules.
Perhaps a little time in The Chair will teach you a lesson." Monique
dragged the item in question away from the wall. It wasn't a
chair_it was a chair frame. Constructed of tubular aluminum, it
only had crossbeams in place of the normal seat and back.
Alex panicked. She must have an encounter or two with the thing
in the past. "Mistress, please!" She wailed. "Don't put me in The
Chair. I'll promise not to...." Alex's sentence was interrupted by a
sharp slap to the side of her face.
"SHUT UP, PIG! Now turn around." Monique reached under
Alex's crotch and pulled the zipper tab up to the top of her ass
crack. "Now, will you cooperate or do I have to force you? It makes
no difference to me, it's your ass hole."
Monique's reference was to the shiny six inch aluminum prong
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rising up from the center of the crossbeam seat. Alex looked
defeated and grimaced as she gingerly positioned her rosebud over
the dildo; slowly lowering herself until its length was buried deep in
her ass. She must have been pre-stretched like me, since she easily
managed it without lubrication. Monique then set to fastening her
arms into the broad leather sleeves attached to the arms and legs of
the frame. They were buckled up, anchoring her forearms to the
arms of the frame from wrist to elbow. The calves of her legs were
similarly bound to the legs of the frame. Another set of broad
leather straps positioned at the top section of the chair uprights
circled her upper arms from the elbow to the armpit, and were also
buckled firmly in place. A seat belt was attached to either side of
the crossbeam and was tightly buckled across her hips. There
would be no moving around for Alex.
Monique then retrieved a black punishment hood from the wall,
and, ignoring Alex's whimpering protests, forced the attached two
inch wide, penis shaped gag into her mouth. The leather material
was then fitted over her head and laced up tightly in the back. It
encased her entire head so tightly that the indentations of her eye
sockets were clearly visible. There were two nose tubes for
breathing, which were quickly inserted into Alex's nostrils.
Monique then threaded a long, one inch wide strap through a
d-ring at the top her helmet and extended it through a similar ring
on the crossbeam in back of the chair. She pulled the strap
achingly tight, forcing a muted groan from Alex's well-filled
mouth. Pausing for a bit to check the tension, she tightened it
another inch and secured the buckle, pulling the back of Alex's
head into a position which was nearly parallel to the ground. The
strain on her neck must have been instantly unbearable, but there
wasn't a thing she could do to relieve it. Satisfied that Alex was
properly secured, she directed her attention to us.
"Sorry about that interruption ladies, but I will not tolerate
disobedience from my slaves. Alex should have known better."
Monique dusted imaginary dust off her hands, indicating a job well
done. "I think a couple of hours ought to impress her with the
importance of adhering to her diet." Alex let out with an audible
groan from the back of her throat when she heard her the term of
her sentence.
"Ok, I think we're all set. Let's begin. Tammy? You're first." Her
eyes widened in trepidation as Monique unlocked Tammy's
manacles. "Now, get up on the table." Tammy hesitantly
positioned herself on the edge of a nearby doctor's examining table.
Kay and Sabina looked on intently as Monique tied Tammy's wrists
together in front of her with the palms facing. She cinched the rope
three times between her wrists leaving about three feet of excess,
and pulled her arms back over her head forcing her to lie back with
her arms extended to just short of the table's edge. The middle of
her upper thighs were resting on the table's edge and her legs were
hanging down as Monique tied off the end of the rope at the base of
the head of the table. A broad black leather belt with six buckles
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was slipped under her back and tightly fastened just above her
hips. The belt had two rings on either side to which a two foot
chain had been connected and left to rest on the table just in front
of Tammy's butt. A rope was tied to one of the links at the center
of the chain and extended to the anchor point of a hand winch
which was located at the bottom of the foot of the table. I heard
the leather creaking as Monique cranked all the slack out of the
rope until she was satisfied that Tammy was adequately stretched.
The tension wasn't too severe, but it was clear that Tammy could
no longer shift her upper body. The table supported her from the
tips of her outstretched fingers to the uppermost portion of her
thighs. Twin leather cuffs, each with a five foot rope knotted to its
d-ring, were buckled around the insteps of her high-heeled feet.
Monique threaded the end of each rope through rings on the sides
of the table which were positioned about one foot from the floor.
Tammy's legs were drawn back along the table's sides causing her
knees to be spread about two feet apart and her toes to point at
the floor. The ropes were cinched off around the rings, leaving
Tammy stretched and bowed in place. The strategically placed
openings in her suit displayed her extraordinary breasts and blond
pussy for all to see. She could turn her head slightly from side to
side, but that was all she could move. She was truly well fastened.
"I really don't like the way your breasts have flopped to the sides
Tammy, but I have just the thing to remedy that."
"Mmmfff, mmmrrrggg, mmmfff." Tammy knew what was coming
next. Monique produced a thin, gold, six inch chain and clipped
each end to Tammy's nipple rings. This drew her breasts tightly
together with the distended nipples pointing at each other. "Oh
that's lovely, Monique. Don't you think so, Kay? Look at how taut
her body is." Sabina stroked Tammy's latex covered thighs, feeling
the tension in her muscles.
"I love the effect of the chain between her nipples. I've done that to
Susie frequently in the past, but she isn't nearly as well endowed as
Tammy." I saw Susie blush and cast her eyes to the floor as her
Mistress made the comparison, but Kay didn't notice. She was
busy tracing her fingers over Tammy's bosom, enjoying the
exaggerated fullness of her tied- together tits. Tammy "mmmfffed"
through her gag in meager protest as Kay's attentions underscored
the degree of her exposure and helplessness.
"Oh my! You're making her moist, Kay." Sabina's fingers had
found their way to Susie's uncovered crotch, causing Tammy to
blush with embarrassment at the disclosure. "I'm always amazed
how slaves can get aroused when they're so utterly defenseless. It's
probably the best indication of a true submissive."
Tammy's breathing rate increased noticeably as Sabina persisted in
fingering her clit. The leather creaked and squeaked against the
latex as Tammy uselessly tried to thrust her hips in response to the
stimulation. Kay remained busy with her breasts, alternating
between tweaking her swollen nipples and kneading her magnificent
mounds. Tammy's eyelashes fluttered and her eyes rolled back as
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the first orgasm engulfed her.
While Sabina and Kay were having fun with the exposed parts of
Tammy's anatomy, Monique stood next to Susie playing with her
nipple rings. She squirmed in response but did not back away.
"You're next, you know my dear. I have a position in mind which
will test your flexibility. Are you ready?"
"Y-y-yes Madame. I th-th-think so." Susie's face flushed and
goosebumps rose from her flesh as Monique continued her study of
Susie's breasts.
"Good! Then let's begin. Stay here while I get some equipment."
Monique retrieved two spreader bars, some ropes and chains, as
well as a gag from the well stocked walls. After dropping the toys,
she released Susie's arms from their bondage and allowed her to rub
the rope marks on her wrists and upper arms.
Monique knelt down and locked one of the spreader bars to Susie's
ankles, forcing her feet about three feet apart. Susie had to stop
rubbing the rope marks when Monique locked an identical bar to
Susie's wrists in front of her. She then locked a sort of chastity belt
tightly around her waist. It had a one-half inch wide, reinforced
leather strap descending from the front. Monique passed it under
her crotch, making certain that it was between the lips of her silken
covered labia, and buckled it off to the back of the belt. It was so
tight that the portion imbedded in her pussy was covered over by
the fabric of her panties.
"Oh Mistress. Not so tight! You're cutting me in two!"
"Quiet! You'll get used to it....Or should I say that it will soon be
the least of your worries when I've finished with you." Monique's
ominous tone made me wonder what horrible position she planned
for Susie. She then closed the padlock at the back buckle insuring
that no one else could remove it.
She pushed a button on the wall and a cable descended from the
electric winch directly above Susie. Monique clipped a heavy duty
snap ring to the front of Susie's vertical strap and hooked the end
of the cable to it. She hit the winch button once more to draw most
of the slack from the cable.
"Susie? I want you to lean backwards and bend over so your hands
and feet are on the floor. Sabina? Kay? Would you hold her ankles
and I'll support her shoulders."
"B-b-but Mistress, I don't think I...." Susie didn't think she could
do it.
"Quiet! And do what you're told," Kay reprimanded. She and
Sabina had left Tammy breathing rapidly through her nose and
each grabbed one of Susie's ankles so Monique could support her
while she bent backwards until her hands met the floor. The cable
kept her midsection elevated about two feet from the carpet. As
soon as Susie was in position, Monique chained the ends of the two
spreader bars together so they were about three feet apart. Susie's
body was now bowed backwards but her body from the knees to her
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breasts was still roughly parallel to the floor. Monique didn't let
that last very long as she hit the winch button once again, lifting
Susie's middle and further imbedding the strap into her pussy.
"No, no Mistress! This is awful! I can't stay like this! I'll be cut in
half!" Susie wailed her protest. Even with her unusual flexibility,
the strain must have been incredible. Anyone else would surely
break his back in this position. She was bent into a perfect semi-
circle with her hands and high heeled feet on the floor and her
midsection three feet off the carpet with the top of her head
pointing at the floor. She couldn't shift at all because of the way
the spreader bars were attached to each other.
"I certainly don't want to listen to your complaining for the next
couple of hours. Let me take care of that whining mouth of yours."
Monique pressed the ball of a full head harness into Susie's mouth.
The straps were buckled at the back and top of her head as well as
under her chin making it impossible to expel the two and one-half
inch, blue ball. As with all the other bondage Susie was wearing,
the three harness buckles were padlocked.
The strap through her pussy was so tight that most of the crotch
material had disappeared between the folds of her sex. For the first
time, Monique noticed that her pussy had been shaved.
"Oh, how lovely!" She traced the exposed portion of Susie's
bisected pubic area with her long fingernail. Susie didn't seem to
notice. Her muted protests showed that her body was having
trouble adjusting to the position. Even though her hands and feet
were touching the floor, it appeared that ninety per cent of her
weight was supported by the strap through her crotch. The chains
connecting the two spreader bars together, effectively prevented her
from achieving any relief from her bowed position. The gag stifled
her continual protests and I wondered how any one could stay in
that position for five minutes_let alone two hours.
"Pamela? It's your turn now. I know that you just love dressing as
a woman and fooling those around you. I'm going to fix you so
you'll have a better idea of what a real woman feels like when she's
put into bondage." My heart started to race. What did Monique
have in mind? I hoped she realized that I wasn't nearly as flexible
as Susie or Tammy, but decided to say nothing lest I invite her
wrath.
With Sabina's help, Monique pulled my latex panties down my legs
and had me step out of them. The dildo slid out easily. "Lie down
on the floor!" she commanded. It was difficult with my elbows and
wrists cuffed together, but I managed. She cuffed my ankles to the
ends of a three foot long spreader bar and clipped the end of
another winch cable to an eye bolt at its center. Then she attached
a short chain between the links on my wrist cuffs and a ring in the
floor. I heard the winch motor whine as I was lifted and suspended
upside down with my arms drawn down and away from my back. I
could feel the strain building in my shoulders. The steel cuffs dug
deeply into my wrists and I began to get dizzy as the blood rushed
to my head.
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She returned and sprayed my crotch with a topical anesthetic. "It's
so good you're shaved, Pamela," she mused. What little erection I
had left soon disappeared as the xylocaine took effect. "That's
better. It's small enough now to proceed." She pulled on my limp,
numb cock and slipped a stiff rubber o-ring about one inch in
diameter over it. In spite of the anesthetic, I could feel her long
nails dig into my flesh as she, bit-by- bit, pulled all the skin of my
ball sack through the ring.
"What are you doing Mistress? It feels so strange!" It took some
effort to raise my head so I only caught brief glimpses of what she
was doing.
"Never mind, Pamela. You'll find out soon enough."
She held the o-ring between two fingers while she pushed on the
head of my cock with her thumb until I could feel it pop back
through the ring to join my balls in my body cavity. A quick glance
revealed that my limp dick had disappeared, but the skin folds of
my ball sack remained visible. She then took several short strips of
flesh colored tape, spread the folds of my skin and taped them to
my hairless crotch. She carefully used some dermablend to cover
the edges of tape until they were nearly invisible.
"There...That looks very convincing, don't you think? You even
have a little clit under those lips."
Monique was pleased with her work and invited Sabina and Kay to
make a close inspection. I couldn't feel anything but tingling in my
crotch but I could tell that they were playing with my new genitalia.
"How ingenious!" said Sabina.
"You can feel the tape, but until you touch it, you're convinced it's
the real thing." Kay was equally amazed.
I didn't know whether to be thrilled or horrified. "Shocked" is
probably the best description as I strained to stare at my very
female looking crotch. I was speechless even though I wasn't
gagged. Monique's technique was truly amazing. I had what
appeared to be a woman's labia and vagina. My own penis was the
"little clit" she referred to, and indeed, it was trapped beneath the
folds of my new sex.
Mercifully, she lowered the winch and removed the spreader bar.
"Can you stand, Pamela? Here, let me help you." She grabbed me
under my armpits as I struggled to a standing position, still dizzy
from the inversion.
When she was certain I had recovered my balance, she buckled a red
leather belt around my corseted waist. It was about three inches
wide and had three narrow leather straps hanging from the back.
"Now bend over sweetness, and spread your legs. I've got
something to put inside you." Still amazed over what Monique had
done with my male organ, I didn't protest her intentions. The dildo
was about 8" long and 1" wide with a slotted hole through its base.
She positioned the tip against my rosebud, pushed its chrome
colored length inside me and then threaded the central strap in the
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back of my belt through the slotted hole. The frequent stretching of
my ass hole over the last few days made it easy for Monique to ram
it home without any lubrication. She was careful to make sure the
strap was positioned between the lips of my remodeled sex before
pulling it achingly tight through the roller buckle in the front of the
belt. She then took the other two straps and fastened them to the
front buckles as well, leaving me with three straps through my
crotch_one through my new "pussy" and the others on either side.
"Mistress, please! Do they have to be so tight? They're cutting me
in half!" I had finally gotten up the courage to say something.
"SILENCE! Here I thought you were going to be a good girl...But I
guess we'll have to gag that pretty mouth of yours anyway."
"Here Monique, I found this hanging on the wall. Let's see how it
works on Pamela."
Sabina handed her a metal contraption consisting of two contoured
bars that were hinged together. Monique forced me to open my
mouth and inserted the device in back of my teeth. She then
pressed the ends together on either side of my head until an audible
click was heard. My mouth was jacked open to its limit. My jaws
immediately ached and drool began to run down my chin.
"Aaahhh, aaohhh, aaahhh." I shook my head and groaned in futile
protest, knowing I would not be able to expel the metal intruder.
"You made a good choice, Sabina. It's always been one of my
favorites. She's unable to speak and helpless to prevent the
insertion of anything into her mouth." Monique inserted her fingers
to demonstrate. "These hinges are made of high alloy steel and I
assure you she won't be able to break them. Now, let's put this
glove on her."
Sabina unlocked the cuffs from my wrists but left the ones on my
upper arms in place. I tried briefly to remove the steel bit in my
mouth but the cuffs prevented it. They quickly jerked my arms
behind my back and inserted them into a red leather single sleeve
up to my elbows. Once the elbow cuffs were removed, Monique
pulled the sleeve all the way up and laced it as tight as my arms
would allow. Sabina fastened the straps at the top of the sleeve
around my shoulders insuring that it could not slip off.
Meanwhile, Kay appeared with a pair of red patent oxford high
heels. She slipped off my conventional pumps and put my left foot
into one of the shoes. The sole was contoured into a ballet arch and
the heel was at least 7" high. When she was done with the laces, I
could tell that all of my weight would be concentrated on my toes
when the second shoe was in place. Kay knew this as well and, with
Sabina's help, lowered me to a sitting position on the carpet before
putting on the second shoe.
I tried my best to keep my weight off the dildo by raising my rump
with my imprisoned hands. With my legs stretched out before me, I
got a very good look at the severe arch of the ballet shoes. I had
hopes they wouldn't make me stand in them but experience told
me that wouldn't be very likely.
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Monique had positioned two steel cable winches over me and
lowered their hooks to the floor. She passed one of the cables
behind the sleeve and hooked it to a ring at the back of my waist
belt. The other cable was attached to a ring at the bottom of the
single sleeve. Then she put a broad, stiff leather collar around my
neck which forced my head up and severely limited my ability to
look around.
While Monique installed the collar, Sabina strapped my legs
together at the ankles and just above the knees. She clipped a stout
6" long chain to a ring at the front of my collar and pulled on it
until the other end could be clipped to a ring on the strap at my
knees. My nylon covered knees were now crushed against my latex
covered chest.
Monique activated the winches one at a time in a series of short lifts
until I was perched on the ballet boots in a bent over, squatting
position. My arms extended behind me parallel to the floor, putting
a great strain on my shoulders. The tension of the cable at my
waist further embedded the intruder in my ass and my pointed toes
supported most of my weight. When I tried to relieve the tension in
my arms, my toes hurt. When I tried to take some weight off my
feet, my shoulders hurt and the dildo penetrated deeper. How long
would they leave me like this? I remembered Monique telling Alex
that she would have to stay in the chair a couple of hours and that
was only one-half hour ago. Did they really intend me to stay like
this for one and one-half hours? I couldn't! My body wouldn't take
it. I wasn't as flexible as Tammy or Susie. Didn't they know that?
"Aaahhh, Aaahhh," I groaned. They didn't pay any attention as all
three Mistresses left the room turning off the light as they
departed. I was left in total darkness and severe discomfort with
the steady drip, drip, drip of my drool hitting my knees.
<TO BE CONTINUED>
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