I've just posted my latest tale on alt.sex.stories.bondage. While not the total subject, there is some mention of chastity belts in the later half. If you are searching for it it is called Retribution- by edri{AF} and that's right in the subject line. You'll have to excuse the disclaimer, the last time I posted a story there for others to enjoy it was picked up by a dozen or so Teensex sites and posted without my permission so I felt the disclaimer necessary and maybe enough to stop this from happening again, and if not perhaps enough to go after the owners of those sites.
Altairboy should you happen to like the story and feel it worthy you have my expressed permission to post it on your site, provided the disclaimer accompanies it. Like many things in my life it's a work in progress and far from completion, but I thought a few might enjoy it.
edri{AF}
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Lisa was a little surprised by the phone call. She and Teresa weren't exactly what she would call friends, more like rivals. In Fact Teresa had stolen more than one boyfriend from her over time, the latest not two months before. Still when she called asking for help Lisa couldn't say no and agreed to meet with her for coffee.Lisa pulled her little car into a parking spot in front of the bistro .Teresa was at the front, seated at a little table for two. From the looks of her eyes she looked as if she had been crying.Lisa Reminded herself that this sultry little brunette would likely stab her in the back as quickly as look at her and that she should not feel too sorry for her no matter how good a display she put on.
The girls greeted each other and Lisa ordered a coffee to keep the waitress from buzzing around them too much.
Lisa, I'm in big trouble.
I'm sure it's not as bad as you are making it out to be Teresa. What's up?
I may have to go to jail. If I don't come up with some money, and fast.
What? Why would you go to jail?
While Teresa wasn't Lisa's favorite person in the whole world, and Lisa would have given a whole lot to see her come to some difficulty in her life she didn't deserve to go tojail, she just wasn't the type. Teresa started to tell the story. She had gotten a job for the summer as a house sitter. She was watching a couple's house and staying there while they were gone for the summer. The man kept a fair bit of cash and valuables in the house and sh was paid to stay there and make sure it was all safe and sound.One night she had invited her boyfriend over ( Lisa's old boyfriend Lisa noted) to stay the night with her. They had stayed up late and he slept over. When she woke up the next morning he was gone, but so was $10000 in cash the old man had kept in a desk drawer for emergencies. The man had refused to believe that lisa Hadn't taken the money, and even if it had been the boyfriend as she had said he figured she was still responsible. He had told her that she had the 4 months of summer to pay back the money, $2500 every month or else he was going to the cops to have her arrested.The boyfriend of course was nowhere to be seen.
"What about a job?" asked Lisa.
Are you kidding? If I worked all summer I couldn't come up with that much money, and even if I could who'd hire me after this?
Lisa thought for a moment and a glimmer of an idea started to form in her mind.It was no mystery why Teresa had come to her, Lisa was probably the only person Teresa knew who had that kind of money to spare. She had to know she hated her. Finally Lisa had something to hold over her, somethng she could use to her advantage to get back at her for all the lousy things she had done to her over the past 4 years or so.
Teresa I'm not just going to give you the money. But I'll tell you what I'll do. I've got a lot of construction and such going on at my house, and all that dust and mess is making it hard to live in. I'm not much of a housecleaner, but if you want to work for me for the summer I'll pay the $2500 a month you need. But you'll have to do exactly as I say for the entire summer, 24 hours a day seven days a week if I require you to. You wear what I tell you to, you go where I tell you to , you do what I tell you with no hesitation or there will be no cash.Is it a deal?
Without thinking it over for more than a second Teresa had agreed to the terms. Lisa thought the girl had even sighed a sigh of relief. A mischievious grin crossed her face as she bade her goodbye, telling her to be at the house the next day to begin her new job, 9 am sharp. Lisa herself had some shopping to do.
At 9am the next morning sharp the doorbell rang. Lisa was already up, having a coffee . She opened the door to find Teresa on the doorstep in cutoff jeans, tshirt and sneakers. Lisa invited her up to the kitchen and poured herself another cup of coffee. Teresa followed, awaitiong her first instructions. She didn't have to wait long.
Take your clothes off Teresa.
Teresa looked at her , trying to determine if she was serious or not.
What I say, when I say, remember? Take them off or get the fuck out, I don't care which you do but do it now.
Teresa took off the shirt, her sneakers, the cutoff shorts. She was down to her underwear and bra in a minute. Black lacy skivvies Lisa noted, no wonder she was so popular with the boys, no matter how casual on the outside she was always ready to bed underneath. Well the boys of this town would get a good view of her before the summer was over, she would see to that.
Those too bitch. That's my new name for you by the way.I have a lot of things to get back at you for, and I'm gonna see to it this summer. Now off with the underwear. Unless you want to call it quits now and go home?
"No.. ummm I'll stay." Teresa was determined to get out of this mess, and if it meant she had to put up with some taunting by Lisa this summer so be it.She took off the underwear.
"Your outfit for the day is in this box. Each day there will be an outfit ready for you that you will be requied to wear. In fact I may give you the next days outfit before so you can wear it to and from, no reason you should waste my time while you get dressed. From now on you show up at eight. I'll give you a key so you can let yourself in.I want my breakfast at nine when I get up. From there on it's your job to clean up, and there will be lots to clean, those workmen do make such a mess.You'll be expected to follow them about and clean up after them, and also see to whatever needs I may have for you. On the weekends when the workmen aren't about I may or may not require you to be here. If you aren't here I will require you to carry a pager and you will still be required to dress as I instruct you. Also, I want you to shave this" she said pointing to Teresa's pussy.
Lisa handed the box to Teresa and watched as Teresa took out the contents. It had taken Lisa most of the afternoon to find just the right outfit, and several other day's outfits to boot. She figured Teresa to be about the same size as her and she had been right, though perhaps just a tad better endowed in the chest. All the better she thought, she would make sure that she paid extra attention in picking out outfits that displayed her more effectively as the little slut that she was.
Inside the box was a latex french maid's outfit. But not just any, this one had some very special features.The black latex was made to be very tight on the body, and the whole thing pushed her breasts upwards once on. Teresa had a little difficulty getting it on, despite the fact the thin latex material was fairly stretchy. The breast part was made of translucent latex, not clear enough to see right through but clear enough to make out clearly the shape and color of her breasts and especially her nipples. The apron part was made of the same material, and was also extremely tight, and one could easily make out the darker patch where Teresa's patch of dark hair was. The skirt itselfjust barely covered the butt, and in fact the crease where the top of the leg met butt was visible. Of course there were no underwear.
There was also black latex stockings, and high heeled shoes to match. The heels of the shoes were so high that after putting them on Teresa almost fell after a couple short steps.She wasn't used to walking in heels at all, and these were higher than most, adding almost five inches to her height.Lisa watched amused as Teresa examined and put on the items, expecting any minute that Teresa would say forget it and go home. But Teresa didn't say a word as she put on the items.
Well now don't you look like the proper little slut that you are now. Hmm but something is missing I think. Hold on a moment.
Lisa left the room, and returned a few moments later.She pulled Teresa to a half bow for a minute while she fastened a thin black collar on her neck, and then secured it with a small padlock.She then handed Teresa a feather duster.
Perfect! Now don't forget to bend over lots when the workmen get here! Now get to work. I'm afraid the place is an awful mess, I'm not too neat to begin with but with all the work being done the whole place needs a good cleaning.I expect it will take a week or so to whip it into shape so expect to work late all this week. You will cook all my meals and do all the grocery shopping as well.
Lisa hadn't been kidding. There were a few days worth of dishes in the sink, everything was covered in dust from the renovations and there was at least a months worth of laundry to be done, and that didn't count Lisa's more exotic outfits that she hadn't decided wheather she would have Teresa wash or not. Lisa set Teresa to work while she went for a dip in the pool that had been installed the week before.
Lisa hadn't been born rich.She had spent most of her life in fact living fairly modestly. That had changed fairly recently though. A year previously both her parents had been killed in an auto crash. They hadn't had all that much money when they died, but at least the house had been paid for. But what was really important wasn't the house, but the insurance policy her dad had taken out on both himself and his mother. IT had taken most of the year for the insurance company to cough up, but cough up they had. The policy had a double indemnity clause for each of her parents, and when it was all said and done the insurance company had had to cough up a little over seven million dollars, enough to ensure that Lisa would never have to work a day in her life, and could remain very comfortable.
That she seemed to be thae all american girl on the outside didn't mean she wasn't seriously kinked, in fact the opposite was so. Lisa was into self bondage in a big way. In fact she was into bondage in general, and this was much of the reason for some of the renovations. Sure the house had needed a face lift but the real reason was that she was having the whole house done to indulge her kink, including a complete dungeon in the basement. The workmen included workmen sure, but once they were done the bondage furnature makers had taken over. Lisa had scoured th internet and found every dungeon equipment maker and fetish clothing maker and gone on a giant shopping spree.No part of the house went untouched in some way, and there was special emphisis on the bedroom and the basement below . She had the bedroom next to the master bedroom taken over into the master bedroom, and the one next to it a closet for all her new fetish clothes.The other two bedrooms she left alone, reasoning she might have guests.The basement of the house was converted mostly to dungeon space, with only a small room left for utilities, laundry and storage.
The fact she had noone to share all this with didn't bother her in the least.The right dominant would come along sometime, in the meantime she could always tie herself up She had numerous timers and such to indulge herself, and the whole house she had specially wired with special circuits to control timers, lights, whatever she wanted. She had also wired the whole house with hidden camera's that covered every room from every angle. This she reasoned would allow her to record for posterity any of her bondage adventures.
Most of the workmen left were working in the dungeon. That was the one place that Lisa forbid Teresa to go. The people left still working were almost all at least kink aware, they had contracted to install the dungeon and equipment. It amused Lisa no end to see Teresa prancing around the house in the various revealing and kinky outfits for the next month while what she thought were workmen checked her out. If only she knew the thoughts going through those men's minds! She had almost died when one day one of the workmen slapped her hard across the butt and said aloud "get out of my way slave!" Teresa hadn't quite known what to make of it, but Lisa had enjoyed it tremendously.
At least once a week Teresa was sent shopping for groceries. Each time in some outrageous outfit. Lisa had warned her to never reveal why she was wearing such things. The outfits were almost always revealing, but never quite to the point of being illegal. Sometimes Lisa joined her on the trip to the grocery store and had her follow her and take the items she pointed to, then waited away while Teresa had them rung out at the checkout. On one of these such occasions Lisa had indicated a specific cash she should go through. Teresa was wearing the french maid's outfit that day, and the cash she had indicated had a boy from their school packing the bags. Lisa loved the look on Teresa's face as she tried to nonchalently behave as if nothing were wrong and ring the items through red faced. Lisa had made sure that a big pack of condoms had been included in the purchases, along with a tube of ky jelly. She giggled uncontrollably from the car as the box boy who Teresa had once dated looked hard at the items as he packed them in the bags. There was a hint of a tear in Teresa's eyes as she packed the bags into the car. Delicious thought Lisa.
On another occasion it was particularly warm. Even dressed lightly it was hot as hell, and of course this was the day that Lisa decided Teresa should wear a full length tight fitting latex catsuit, all black. It was also a day for grocery shopping she thought. Poor Teresa was sweating buckets by the end of it, strolling across the parking lot with two carts of groceries. Lisa had made a point of parking in the furthest spot, as she usually did, making sure not only that everyone got a good view of Teresa but also that she was sweating bulets by the time all the groceries were in the car.
Of course all of this was having an effect on Teresa. Twice she had been brought to tears, but this did little to bend Lisa's resolve. She was also getting quite a reputation around town, which of course was Lisa's intent.
True to her word Lisa paid her at the end of each month. She handed her bank card to Teresa, told her the pin, and had her withdraw the money from the machine.The bank of course was open, and Teresa was dressed in a red latex microminiskirt , matching red bra top with black circles about where her nipples would be, and red latex gloves. Teresa had withdrawn the money and paid it promptly to her previous employer.
Every night after she sent Teresa home, Lisa took the time to indulge her fantasies. She had enjoyed watching bondage movies, and had tried out some of the ties on herself. She would dress herself in her sexiest lingerie in the evenings and when she went to bed she was locked firmly spread eagled to her bed.The bed had special timers built into it, and leather cuffs that engaged the bedposts . They released an hour or so before Teresa arrived in the morning.She tried out many different positions and toys. The hardest to get out of was a hogtie. She had not thought much of it to look at it, but it was made from four handcuffs joined together.by a sort of I shaped post.She clipped it on herself, reasoning there would be no problem in escaping it since she had the key.She had gagged herself with a nice big ball gag first and was on her bed . She enjoyed this for a little while but soon decided she wanted to go to bed with her usual leather cuffs on the bedposts.She took the key and tied to open the cuffs but it was then she realized that she couldn't reach any of the locks on the cuffs. She couldn't manipulate the key into the cuff on the same hand she held the key, and the firm steel bar kept her from reaching any of the others.She was firmly stuck, and even with the key she was unable to get out.
Perhaps three hours passed while she struggled in vain to open the lock unsuccesfully. Then she had an idea. The fellow installing the steel plates with shackles in the dungeon walls had left his tools in the front hall. If she could get to them maybe there was something there to get herself out withIt would be tough but maybe she could roll her way to the front hall.
The hardest part was getting off the bed itself. It was higher than most beds due to some of it's special features, and she landed hard on her shoulder when she rolled off it, her long blond hair covering her face and getting in the way of her seeing in order to make any descent progress. She did as she planned and tried to roll there but it just wasn't working so she sorta had to worm crawl all the way there.By the time she got there not only did she have a sore shoulder, but she was quite carpet burned in places to boot.
The tools were there andshe managed after some effort to get the tool box opened. She tried a hacksaw first but she couldn't hold it strait or get much of a stroke on the metal bars or cuffs. That was useless she thought.Eventually she got out a big pair of bolt cutters. By wiggling and manuevering she finally got thee jaws over top one of the bars, and worked them by sandwiching the handles between the floor and her butt. By doing this she cut one of the thick steel bars on the ankle, and again the other ankle. With her feet free she could stand up, but her hands were still cuffed behind her back and separated by a two foot steel bar. She wiggled it over her ass and got her legs through so they were in front, then put the cutters between her legs and cut the bar one last time.Now free more or less she used the keys to unlock the cuffs from her ankles and wrists. It was nearly 7 am and she was exhausted and covered in sweat.She took a quick shower, and went to bed.
Of course at 8 am sharp arrived Teresa. Lisa feined illness and had her dusting and cleaning the house, which she had to admit was looking pretty spiffy these days. It was getting more difficult to find imaginative things for Lisa to be doing. She'd done the clean the bathroom with a toothbrush bit, and even had her cleaning out the cupboards in the kitchen and bathroom. She didn't really need Theresa to clean the house but there were still plenty of opportunities to humiliate her.
In another week the dungeon was due to be finished, almost a month earlier than expected. Teresa of course had never seen it, both Lisa and the workment had been careful to keep the door closed whenever Teresa was in the house.
Teresa that morning began her day as she usually did, with dusting, laundry, and what neatening up she could find to do.She'd gotten rahter used to the outfits that Lisa had chosen for her, on this day a Black leather corset , leather bra and thigh high bootts and panties. The usual collar locked on her neck was the only accessory. The corset she had been wearing for some days now, unable to remove it until Lisa allowed it, since the laces that held it tight on her waist were behind a zippered leather flap, the zipper itself held by another small padlock..
Teresa recieved the latest set of parcels from the deliverey man. A steady stream of them had been showing up since the first day, some small some large, often 5 or six a day . Some Lisa had piled into the two spare bedrooms, others she had taken down into that forbidden room which she herself had never seen. On this morning however there was something more interesting, and in the front hall too. Laying on the floor were some strips of steel, and attached to them were four smith and wesson handuffs. Teresa assembled them into their original shape on the floor. She wondered at their origin, she had never seen these before, though during the cleaning of the house she had seen lots of other interesting things. Like that couch in the living room, with some rather strategically placed and almost decorative iron rings , and the part that slid down to reveal a pair of heavy oak stocks built into the frame.She had gotten rather a giggle over that one. In fact all over the house things were just a little bit different, not to the casual eye but to one who spent some time in the house and knew to look for them they were there to find.
Lisa finally got out of bed about 1:30 in the afternoon, demanded coffee which Theresa quickly fixed for her. It would likely be another late day she thought, such was often the case on the occasions that Lis slept in late, as Teresa would be kept late to make her a late meal.Most times in the last couple weeks Teresa had been leaving early, at five or six rather than eight or nine and the past two weekends she hadn't even had to work, though of course she carried a pager and had had to dress in the outfits, which inevitably were locked on her before she left for the weekend, and invariably the sluttiest thing that Lisa could think up.
This week, like the last four strait Teresa had worn a chastity belt. Made of shiny stainless sten it had a locked waistband and a little slit in a steel shield with another steel shield that locked over the front.of the slit. A thin solid steel bar went up her butt cheeks which she had to bend aside to go to the bathroom.It was frustrating as hell to be dressed up like this, feeling as sexy as a woman could, and yet have that one thing denied of her. The key, like the others to her outfits, was on a simple keychain that Lisa always wore on her neck like some kind of trophy.Still though she had gotten used to it like all the other indignities that Lisa forced upon her, reasoning that in another month and a half she would be free of Lisa and free of the threat of going to jail by the old man. Of course going to college this year was out, she would have to work to make up for the summer's lost wages, but she could take a couple night courses so the year wouldn't be a total loss.
Her parents thankfully had been sending her some money to live off over the summer. They never visited her little one bedroom apartment, so she never had to explain her odd actions and dress, though some of her neibours had given her some odd looks as she passed in and out, and probably thought she was some kind of prostitute.She was determined to get back at Lisa somehow in some way for all of this, but she didn't know how yet. She knew however if she wa patient the opportunity would present itself. And present itself it did.
Two weeks had passed since the day Lisa had had the trouble with the cuffs, and finally the dungeon, the last part of the renovations, had been completed. Teresa was entering her last month of servitude. Lisa would miss her, despite all the crap she had put her through little Theresa had put up with it like a trooper, never once complaining, and Lisa had actually grown rather fond of her. She even thought that, to make up for some of it she would give Teresa a special bonus at the end of the summer, for being such a good sport, enough money to see her through the college year in relative com fort. Of course she wasn't about to tell her that, she wanted her to squirm just a little bit more.She thought that actually Lisa had grown accustomed and maybe actually liked her situation .She certainly seemed a little happier these days.
Being the last Friday of the month it was also payday. As she had the last two months before, Lisa decided it was shopping day that day, and they took their usual tour through the grocery store.She also decided it was clothes shopping day, and she had Teresa follow her through the malls, dressed in a black latex jumper and high heels and collar(of course!) carrying packages.The outline of the steel chastitybelt was clearly visible, and below the bottom of the short skirt just a tiny glimmer of stainless steel was visible.After shopping Lisa pulled up to the bank, and as she had the previous two months she handed Teresa the bank card to go fetch the money, carefully checking the bank machine reciept on return to make sure that only that amount of money had been withdrawn.
"Well darlin just one more month! Tommorrow I want you to shampoo all the rugs, I've rented a machine. Be sure to be there at eight!"
She dropped Teresa off at her apartment and headed home with a grin. She knew very well the outfit wasn't coming off, it was locked on, and that Teresa's car was parked in the driveway at her house.To get there at eight she would have to take the bus, dressed exactly as she was.
Lisa had begun the task of opening the dozens of parcels, all filled to the brim with leather and latex outfits, gags, cuffs both steel and leather, whips floggers and canes, clamps, everything her mind and fantasies could muster and her computer could find on the internet. A few of the toys were yet to arrive, but most were here. She soon realized that she had too much for even her closet and dungeon toy chest to hold, so she ordered in a big cabinet froma furnature store, and put little hooks inside to hold some of them.
Each day she scoured the net, looking for new and interesting things she hadn't bought yet but might like to try out. She spent hours on IRC looking for just the right master but none of them seemed "RIGHT" none quite masterful enough to make her do and endure the things her mind was disgusted and repulsed by, and yet craved. One day she thought, the right person will come along, and she would be ready.
She had to hide the contents of the boxes from Teresa, and so she spent much of Saturday in the dungeon unpacking boxes. She carefully packed away all the wrappings back into some of the cardboard boxes and resealed them, then tossed them into the small room. She would have Teresa take them out to the dumpster, still there from the renovations, later.
Unpacking all these things was making her horny. This gave her an idea. She went to the cabinet and removed a chastity belt . the twin to the one that Teresa wore, and started to put it on. The front was thick stainless steel plating, but the underside was something special, a special gel padding like you sometimes see on more expensive mouse pads and bicycle seats with a thick latex covering. IT pressed obscenely on her sex, with a constant pressure that would drive her absolutely insane. She also put on her ankles a set of heavy steel shackles, the feeling of them in keeping with the medieval feel of the dungeon. As she began to unpack the boxes she imagined that she was doing it for some evil dominant, keeping her locked in the dungeon and forcing her to unpack the instruments of her torture.
Pretty soon most of the boxes in the dungeon were emptied, so she took off the shackles, leaving the chastity belt on, pulled on her track pants and went up to the bedrooms to fetch more. She had Teresa help her carry them down, at least as far as the outer room, and then stacked the fresh supply in the room herself, being careful not to let Teresa inadvertantly see through a carelessly left open door. Well door actually was a misnomer, it was actually a sliding panel that once opened revealed a heavy steel door that swung inwardsThe steel door she had gotten in the habit of leaving open though and just using the sliding panel. Still though the heavy steel door, with it's thick bolts holding the steel plating added something to the medieval motif.
Her favorite piece of equipment stood right in the middle of the large dungeon area, a big rack in the shape of a Y. The heavy oak material was sanded baby smooth, and then finished with at least 30 coats of varnish which gave it a gleaming shine to it's dark stain. The top was heavily padded with heavy leather straps to hold a victim, the straps themselves with padding sewn over them which was covered in softer glove leather. At the top of the rack was mounted an electric winch, and a hand control. The winch was also equipped with a timer, settable from a few minutes to days, which would release the winch allowing the victim to release herself after the timer had run out. The rack had many other attachments as well, a built in tens unit, a motor that could be attached toadildo at the apex of the "Y" and some other little devious things.it had been set up a few days before, and Lisa was just dying to try it out, especially the tens. She had never tried one, but she knew from IRC discussions some of the tortures and ecstacies that it could produce. Maybe tonight after Teresa left for the evening.
After a couple more hours of oohing and awwingover her new toys she was getting a little hungry. She cleared the rest of the empty boxes from the dungeon and headed upstairs, demanding that Teresa, who was almost done the carpet cleaning, now cook for her. She relaxed with a shower while it was prepared.
After a good meal, and still in her chastity belt under her track pants, she puttered around on the computer while Teresa did the dishes and cleaned up. Life really was good. She decided she really was in the mood for a good self bondage adventure , preferably one with her favorite dungeon toy. Since the dungeon was more or less complete now she didn't see any reason she shouldn't enjoy it.
Lisa Thought about what she wanted while Tersa Finished up. There were so many things to choose from so many things she wanted to try, but most of all she wanted to try the rack, and it was the most suitable for a little self bondage since it was built for that purpose. Besides she couldn't get the idea out of her mind of being stretched to her limits unable to escape was particularly alluring tonight.
Teresa finished and Lisa immediately sent her on her way, she was anxious to begin her aadventure in peace.She rushed Teresa out the door and went to the dungeon to get the chastity belt keys, for what she had in mind she would not be needing it.After removing it she quickly started to get some things together.The first thing she got out was a pair of rubber panties. But these were very special panties, very special indeed. Attached tot the bottom of the panties were two black rubber dildoes. with little chromed bits on them.Also on the front of the panties themselves were two more little chromed bits and off to one side of the panties was a wire and plug with several connections on it.She carefully took a tube of lube and greased the two dildoes and slipped them up her legs.She had never used a dildo onher asshole before, and it took her a few minutes to get it in, and several tries. She moaned as the two slid home slowly, and almos felt like masturbating on the spot, but that of course would have ruined what she had planned.She snapped the panties around her waist and went back to the cupboard, enjoying the full feeling it gave her as they moved inside of her when she walked thick leather cuffs and strapped them over her ankles. They were at least three inches wide, and had two heavy thick straps to secure them, which closed with little brass padlocks. Once strapped into them there was no way she was slipping them, and the thick fur padding of them felt wonderful on her bare legs.
She also strapped a thick collar onto her neck. This was a posture collar, it went the entire length of her neck and kept her from bending her neck too much in any direction. It's soft leather lining padded against her throat and held it firmly, and it's shape held the bottom of her chin and the back of her neck perfectly.Similar littly brass padlocks held the three little straps that secured it closed.
She had a pair of big black bags and these she took upstairs to the kitchen and filled with water. She hung these from hooks in the ceiling and got two little pulleys with strings from the cabinetand hooked them underneath them. She attached two little black plastic buckets to the string, pulled the other ends and tied them off to rings on the rack for later. It was almost time.
She gathered a gag from the cabinet and started to put it on.This one was very special. IT had an inflateable bladder that went into the mouth first, then a wide oval shaped flat piece that was rigid that went inside the mouth between the teeth and cheeks.The teeth themselves rested on a rubber ridge inside the mouth. Then outside the mouth a special piece with a similar lining tot he chastity belt completely covered the mouth and wrapped under the chin.THe straps went over and around the head, and when adjusted properly held the jaw shut on the rubber bit, and helt the front piece tightly over the mouth. a tube ran through the middle, to ensure breath wasn't interfered with since the nose was completely covered by the big strap that went fromt he mouthpiece over the headwhich had a rubber pouch to accomodate the nose. A single fitting was nder the chin, and it was this she now fitted a little pump bulb after pulling the straps all tight. The fitting snapped into place and she gave it a few pumps.The little bladder inside began to fill her mouth, pushing her tongue down and completely filling her mouth. She pumped it a couple more times, almost to the point where her mouth began to ache.She tried to talk, but the gag completely eliminated any sound, all except a very gentle hum in her throat and the sound of her own breathing.
She grabbed the wrist cuffs, a metal contraption and a thick rubber blindfold and earphones and walked over to the rack. She was ready. She strapped the cuffs onto her wtrists, padlocking on the three thick straps that held them closed similar to the ankle cuffs . These however had eight or ten inch straps that came off the end of her cuffs ending in two big d-rings. There was a big rubber blindfold that snapped onto the straps of the gag, but this she just set aside for later.
She adjusted the controls on the tens unit. She'd never used one before, but had heard of first time users who had been using them at full strength after a few minutes. This one was supposed to be quite bit stronger than most, but surely she could take it at 2/3 if they could take full power on hers. She set it to "increasing intermittent frequency" which according to the instructions would make it start in about five minutes with a short burst, then a space, then a couple short bursts, then a nother break, and build up until it was pulsing continuously in about a half an hour. It would stay at that for the duration of her bondage. She hoped she could take it, for if her plan worked she would have very little choice but to endure it for several hours.
She climbed up, and with some difficulty snapped the hooks at the end of the rack on the cuffs . She had to lay her legs flat, as the padded straps fastened her legs flat against the rack's padded surface gripping them tightly When they were fastened all the way up to her thighs she angled out the ae\rms of the Y so her legs were widely spread and locked the pins in place that kept it from moving in either directionShe picked up the plug from the tens, and plugged it into the plug on her panties, and two airhoses with quick connectors that plugged into the bottom of her panties about where the dildoes were with a distinct snap.
She had to work quickly now, and she reached up and turned a little valve on each of the black bags just a little, and a drip of water dropped into the bucket about three or so times a second.She quickly tightened the strap that kept her abdomen tightly secured, and the two short clips that fastened her collar tight and immovable against the table.
Now she picked up the metal aparatus and inserted the two ends to the semicircle shape of it into matching holes on the table and it engaged with a click once it was pushed down over her breasts. Attached to it were two clamps which held each nipple, not too tightly but that wasn;'t really the point. On each of the clamps was a sharp stainless steel needle, with a pivot and long arm. It was to these long arms that she tied the other ends of the strings which were attached to the buckets. She wasn't going to be restrained long enough to be fully pierced through the nipples, but long enough the weight of the water might make it seem like she was. The little needles rested lightly against her tender nipples.
She picked up the remote control for the winch, which was on a hook next to her. There was a timer on it, which she set now for 2 1/2 hours. She rehooked it on the hook for the moment. and reached up and grabbed the thick steel cable for it. Shr clipped the heavy clip onto the big d rings on the end of her cuff straps. Then she familiarized herself with the buttons on the control. When she was confident she knew them well enoughshe put on the headphones and plugged them into the jack on the side of the rack.
Instantly the sounds of submission greeted her ears, moaning and screaming slaves, masters and mistresses speaking.
The blindfold was next, it had a rubber shield like a divers mask that completely sealed off any light. It also had the capability to show whatever she wished on an internal display, but for now she used it as a standard blindfold. She grabbed the control to the hoist one last time and pressed a button. The steel cable began to withdraw intot he hoist, pulling her arms strait up in the process. IT was a slow process but soon she was nearly stretched out. She pressed the button a little more and she was stretched just a little more. Even now she could feel the sharp needles pointing into her nipples.
She was now at the point where she needed to decide weather she had thought of everything. Wheather she wanted to go back. She had better do it soon, for soon the first shock from the tens would start. She opened her hand and let the control fall and dangle off the side from it's cord, an inch or so from the floor. She was now stuck, at least for the next two and a half hours, that is unless she had help.
She revelled in the feelings of submission for a couple of moments. She was completely immobil, except perhaps for a finger or toe. She could not speak, see or hear anything that wasn't carefully controlled. and shortly the tens would kick in, and with it a special surprise. She didn't need to wait long.
All of a sudden a jolt rocked her pussy ass and clit like a million vibrators set on puree touching not just on but inside her flesh. It lasted only a fraction of a second but it was enough to let her know she may have been a little overambitious with the controls of the tens. Her breathing was quicker now through the little rubber tube, and she could feel the drops hitting the bucket a little clearer now through the needles pointing into her sensitive nipples. She was thankful she had not put on the other attachment, the one that would strap her abdomen and breasts with a thick leather strap attached to a powerful electric motor. She imagined a master had strapped her into this evil contraption, until he saw fit to release her, and that she was powerless to resist him.
That's when something went wrong. The sound stopped suddenly. There was no more moaning slaves, no more sounds of the whip, nor whispers from dominant masters and mistresses. nothing but silence. She wondered if she might have jerked and pulled the headphone plugs from their socket, but with the collar tightly strapped to the table that was impossible. She could feel the needles biting lightly into her nipples but the sound was gone. Then she felt the second jolt from the tens, slightly longer than the first and she was breathing into the gag harder once again. This time though, once the jolt finished she felt the dildoes in her pussy and butt begin to slowly move. The air hoses controlled them, and when the tens didn't jolt, the dildoes in her butt and pussy were going to thrust in and out of her. Then about a minute later, another jolt, they were getting closer together now, then the movement of the dildoes. Another 30 seconds later another hit her, and then again the dildoes. Then suddenly , in the misdst of that she realized the needles were sticking into her nipples alot more than they were before. Unable to escape them she could feel them biting slowly into her skin as if the water weight had increased a great deal.
Now the jolts wer hitting her every ten seconds or so, and each time a little bit harder and longer.it seemed, but she was utterly powerless to escape them in anyway. She was panting harder and harder now.Somewhere along the lines the sound had returned, but she wasn't exactlty sure when or how. Perhaps it was a short, but for the moment she ad more important concerns with the other things that were happening to her.
Then the dildoes stopped, and so did the tens and the sound. Something Very odd was happening and she was now very concerned because something was very wrong. She could have attributed the momentary stop in sound to a short in the headphones but the other stuff should not have stopped, at least not according to the way she set the timers. She also realzed the needles were now pressing much more into her nipples than they should have been, almost like the waterflow had been increased from a few drops a second to a steady stream.
Then she couldn't breath. All of a sudden she couldn't draw any air at all through the tube, and the little rubber pocket prevented her from drawing any through her nose.She was really panicking now, but as much as she strucggles the thick leather held her perfectly. She tried hard to draw a breath but was unable to. Then, just as she thought she might pass out and panic had gripped her the most, she was able to breath normally again. Also, the tens began, and the sound from the headphones.
None of this did anything to put away her fears however. No matter how much she rolled it over in her mind in all the possible permutations it just wasn't possible that this was happening, it just didn't make any sense at all. She could understand the headphones... she could understand the tens... MAYBE but there is no way she should suddenly not be able to breath like that. It wasn't her mind playing tricks on her, it had been real, as real as the needles she now realized were fully piercing her nipples slowly but surely.
Then, once again the sound was gone. Almost. The earphones were being removed.
"Figured it out yet sweetheart?" said a voice, almost so quiet she could barely hear it, a whisper. She felt both relief and terror in that voice. She now knew that these weren't random malfunctions, she wasn't trapped to be found dead days or weeks later, but she wasn't too clear on what were the intentions of her captor.
Lisa struggled in her bonds, but of course it did little good , she was well secured and could not budge an inch.
Oh just relax sweetheart you aren't going anywhere until I'm ready for you to dear. Did you really think I was going to let you get away with humiliating me forever? And this dungeon, absolutely wonderful idea dear, did you mean to keep me in it when it was completed? Is that why you were trying so hard to keep it a secret from me? Well I don't think thngs will be going QUITE the same way as you planned them dear.
Lisa shook her head, as much as the thick collar tied to the rack would allow anyway. She could hear the viciousness in Teresa's voice, something she had not heard before.
Oh don't bother trying to explain it. By the way, how are those nipples feeling sweetheart?, she asked as she squeezed the needle into each nipple just a little bit more. She had already opened the valves up a little bit, now she opened them more and the buckets began to get heavier much quicker, in the process putting more pressure on the needles. She then unsnapped the blindfold, it's purpose of concealment finished now.
You know it's the funniest thing, I thought I had left the oven on. Knowing how angry it would make you if I did that I returned to turn it off. But when I got here, you were nowhere to be found, go figure. I looked downstairs, and imagine the eyeful I got when I saw you lying on this here thing-a-ma-jig and chained up and dropping the control. It took me quite a while to figure it out. I mean I knew what was down here all along, I've been sneaking peeks over the camera's for a long time. And here I was worried you had all this waiting for me when all along you wanted to be chained up down here yourself. Well you shall have your wish dear, and then some. I intend to repay every embarrassing moment twenty fold. Oh ad don't worry about that pesky timer sweetheart, I've disabled it. She said as she one by one lit up the big black candles that sat in the holders all about the dungeon, basking it in an eary and almost romantic glow as the light hit the carefully stone masoned walls and accoutraments.
Well then dear shall we get started? Oh look, I can almost see the tips of those needles. Anytime now they'll be through. Shall we wait for that?
Lisa however was having just a bit of trouble concentrating right about then. The Tens unit was now warmed up to the pont it was pulsing almost continuously, though the dildo's thankfully were off.Besides the feeling of the tens she could also feel her own wetness lining the thick rubber panties, and of course the needles which right now felt excruciatingly painful, a difference to the almost pleasureable feeling of the tens unit.
OH I see we are having a little trouble concentrating. Hmm I need a way to get your attention. Let's see what we can do about that shall we? Oh I know!
Teresa picked up a small bit of cork that ws sitting on the rack and placed it into the air opening on the gag, shoving it in firmly. Instantly the supply of air was gone and Lisa was struggling with her bonds, her eyes wide with fear. Teresa let her struggle with that for a moment or two then leaned over and kissed her lightly on the cheek, and whispered into her ear, "Relax, I'm not going to let you suffocate. But I am going to let you suffer" as she pulled the cork out of the opening. Lisa breathed in and out of the gag with deep heavy breaths.
You know you should be grateful I came along - do you realize you had that little electronic thingie set to TWICE the level it is now? Just imagine two and a half hours at twice that. Why deary if you are squirming, now you'd be almost well done by then I should think. But enough of that fun...
Teresa reached over and switched the tens unit off, then reached down and unhooked it and the air tubes. She undid the two side straps that held the panties on and slowly withdrew it.
Oh look sweetheart, these panties are all wet! My you really were enjoying yourself weren't you? She then put a finger into Lisa's pussy, gathered some of her juices on it and scraped them off into the hole in the gag. Lisa had little choice but to breath and taste her own sexuality.
So now it remains, what am I going to do with my pretty wrapped little package hmm? Use it like a new christmas toy and wear it out all at once? Or should I open it slowly, enjoy it for many years to come, cherish and enjoy it thoroughly ? what do you think? Oh that's right you can't answer me. Well I tell you what you can give your opinion later. If I allow it..
Right about then the needle suddenly gained some momentum, breaking through and dragging itself through her left nipple widening the hole as it did. Lisa screamed in pain into the gag, but little more than a murmer escaped the thorough gag.
Oh look! It's all the way through! How absolutely lovely my dear, a wonderful little contraption you have here. But really it never would have made more than a dent with that little dribble of water, I had to help it along some.
She reached down and wiggled the needle a bit, and Lisa Moaned into the gag. She was accepting that Teresa could do anything she wanted now, and going with her feelings. She somehow knew that Teresa wouldn't too seriously hurt her, though she wasn't all that confident about it. If she wanted to kill her she would have done it by now, the cork was a very effective method.
Oh look the other one is almost ready too! Now, don't go anywhere I'll be right back sweetheart. Then she was gone. Lisa's nipples ached, one almost to that bursting point, the other a dull ache now that it was fully pierced. She thought she would die when it happened, but now she just sort of felt warm and fuzzy. The other one was yet to come she knew, she almost hoped for it, so it would be over with.
She couldn't decide if she was truly pissed at Teresa. After all wasn't having someone else in control what she had always wanted? No one else was going to do it. But shouldn't SHE have chosen who?
She could feel the other needle moving now, she breathed in and rolled back her eyes as the slick needle went right through as if pushed by a steady hand and a deep gutteralmoan from behind the gag. Her breaths were coming in quick rapid bursts for a moment as her body adjusted to the pain ashe was unable to escape.
Teresa was back now, and Lisa noticed no longer wearing the black latex jumper she had on previously, nor anything else for that matter, and in her hand she carried a little tray which she laid next to her now.
Well lookit that, I missed it. Well now I'm really bummed, I tell you sweetheart, I wanted to see that equisite look on your face. Oh well I'm sure we'll make up for it. After all we have all the time in the world don't we darlin?
She played with the needleds a little bit twisting them this way and that while Lisa was helpless to do anything about itThen she picked up something off the tray and with one swift movement removed the needle and replaced it with a little stainless shanked padlock. Lisa was grunting into the gag, here eyes wide while this was going on, as Lisa repeated the process with the other nipple. She then produced a short length of nickeled chain, attached the ends to each padlock and snapped them shut. Lisa groaned into into the gag, and fighting her bonds but they held her perfectly.
There we go that's much better don't ya think? I hope you like em, you'll be wearing them for a very long time sweety. Now, I don't like to do this, but I just can't let those get infected now can I darlin? I'm sorry I know this is just plain gonna hurt sweetheart , but I don't enjoy doing this.
She held up a bottle of iodine and unscrewed the top, taking out the little built in dabber. She swirled the dabber around each nipple, coating it thoroughly, and moving the little padlocks in and out to make sure enough got inside. . Lisa squirmed as much as her bonds would allow, which wasn't very much. . Teresa wiped the blond hair out of her face .
There there little one, it's all over. And just look at the wonderful new handle I have for you. She leaned down and ran her tongue behind Lisa's ear, and kissed her on the cheek, then wiped away the tears which streamed down her cheek.
Alrighty now that's over and done with shall we get down to business? I supose you are wondering what I have in mind. Well quite simply I own your ass. Remember this?, she asked, producing Lisa's bank card. Quite simply, I'm going to rob you blind while I keep you locked up safely down in this dungeon. While I pay you back for all the crap you put me through in the last few months. You think I'll make a pretty blond honey? I don't think anyone is going to know the difference, we are after all about the same size, and with my hair died even if the bank looks at the security cameras they won't know it's not you. I'm going to enjoy all tha tmoney honey, and more importantly I'm gonna enjoy you. All of you, nothing forbidden.
Teresa walked over to the racks on the wall and took out a few items, a bag of little clamps, a crop, a cane, a flogger. She opened the bag of clamps and clipped them to Lisa's pussy lips in a row, then put four clips on the corner of each breast. Lisa was breathing heavily a bit. Teresa took the crop in handand ran it up and down Lisa's inner thigh, then brought it down hard on her thigh. Lisa moaned into the gag. She then tapped lightly all up and down her thighs, making her squirm. Just when Lisa was confident another hard swat wasn't in the works she swung up sharply and brought the crop down hard. She continued this until it no longer amused her to see her jump from that. Then she picked up the flogger. And started to swing it down on her thighs, stomach and breasts building up the force slowly from a gentle toss to much fiercer strokes, while at the same time putting one finger onto her clit and rubbing gently. She kept this up about fifteen minutes, before taking a breather. Lisa was panting heavily.
Then she got down between Lisa's legs and slowly rubbed her tongue up her slit, not quite in but just over the surface and gently around each of the little clips. She slowly teased the area with her tongue, then took one of the clips into her teeth, bit down on it and spat it out to the side. She smiled as she saw the muscles in her thighs clenching and continued her unhurried tongue bath., every so once in a while removing another of the clips and smiling as she saw the same reaction for each one. It didn't escape her attention that Lisa was getting quite excited at this point. As sshe continued her bath she reached up with one hand and took off each of the clips on her tender breasts.Lisa was giving in to the sensations now, her body betraying what her mind resused to accept. Teresa continued her unhurried torment and let Lisa build up slowly, then when she felt that Lisa had had enough she stood up.Lisa was panting heavily into the gag and squirming, seeking what wasan't there. Theresa slapped her hard across the pussy.
You little slut, you are so self centred. You horny darlin? Yer gonna have to earn it if you want it hon and you aint earned it yet.Hmmm I know how you can earn it.
She jumped up on the rack and straddled Lisa's chest. She began to unlock the gag and remove it. Once the locks were off she pressed the little valve and it deflatedand she was able to remove it. Immediately Teresa planted her pussy over Lisa's mouth.
Now you little slut, you are going to lick me and if you do it good, I'll give you a good fucking. Otherwise none for you. She spread her lips and brought her clit down to Lisa's lips. Lisa did nothing for a moment, then Teresa grabbed onto the chain and tugged gently.
"Lick slut." And Lisa did. She began to explore the first female flesh of her life, a bit tenuously at first, then a little more. Teresa reached down to Lisa's pussy and rubbed gently as Lisa did her slave's work. Lisa responded and increased her effort, and although a little amatuerish Teresa began to enjoy herself . Lisa brought her close with her tongue, and her face was well smeared with Teresa's juice. Teresa coaxed her along, tellinbg her she was doing well, then at the point of no return she ground her face into Lisa's face as she came.
OH that was wonderful darlin, well a promise is a promise, she said as she pulled her finger from Lisa's pussy. She jumped off and went to the cabinet, and pulled out a big strap on dildo and a bottle of lubricant. After she had it strapped on she lubed it up and approached Lisa.
Now I TOLD YOU I was gonna fuck you, I just didn't say WHERE I was gonna fuck you she said as she pushed the dildo home, right up Lisa's asshole. She pulled out and in and started to fuck her little assshole, and none too gently, while her finger massaged Lisa's clit.
Now sweety you got five minutes, I'm gonna fuck you and finger you and if you can come in five minutes, great, if not oh well another time. She said as she continued to fuck her. Lisa was sort of half screaming half moaning as Teresa took advantage of her. She didn't need five minutes, she was coming in three., screaming out as her tender clit gave in to the feelings it had endured for the past couple of hours. Teresa slowly brought the dildo out of her, still ever so gently rubbing her. She brought her finger out next and walked strait up and poped them into Lisa's mouth.
Suck on them slut and if I hear one word out of you the gag goes in with the cork, permanently.
Lisa did as instructed and remained silent while Teresa rummaged through the cabinets, taking out a few things. She brought them over to the rack. There was a heavy steel collar, with short little chains that ended in two shackles, a pair of heavy leg shackles and Lisa's chastitybelt, and a leash.
She unstrapped the collar from the rack, undid the locks on the collar and removed it. The cold air on her neck felt nice. She then bend up her neck and closed the heavy half inch steel collar around her neck, fastening it with a huge circular Abus padlock, built for extra high security. She unlocked first one wrist from the heavy leather cuffs that had kept her captive all this time, and fastened it into one of the atached shackles. She didn't even have time to stetch her arm to work out the kinks. She had considered trying to fight her with her free hand, but she was still secured and would easily have been overpowered, especially considering she had been stretched out for the last several hours. Her arm was rather limp and heavy, much like the rest of her body. Besides which she wasn't convinced at this point she wasn't getting exactly what she wanted and deserved.
After the other wrist was safely in the second shackle Teresa undid the pins that kept the leg portion from swinging and moved Lisa's legs together. She fastened each ankle into one of the shackles with matching high security locks, then clipped the braided leather leash onto the chain between Lisa's breasts before unstrapping all of the rest of the straps that held her secured to the table.
She took the end of the leash in hand, picked up the long white cane and gave the leash a gentle tug. Instantly lisa was reminded of her aching nipples, and the message was clear, she was to get up and come along. She tried to sit up, bt was having some difficulty without the use of her hands and with her body in such an exhaustive state. Teresa simply grabbed the wrist chains and pulled her up off the rack and to the floor in one swift movement. Lisa's legs were a little wobbly and it took her a moment to gain her footing. She was visibly shaking.
Are you cold?
yes
Tersa stepped forward and slapped Lisa hard across the face.
I didn't tell you to speak you dumb slut. You can nod or shake your head to communicate, I don't want to hear your voice unless I'm beating you and your screaming or I give you explicit permission to speak, is that understood slut?
Lisa nodded, a look of clear fear in her voice. With that Teresa gave a gentle tug on the leash and Lisa folowed her to the attached jail cell. She pushed her down onto the stainless steel toilet inside.
If you have to go slut now is the time. You'll not have another chance until tommorrow if I decide to let you then.
Lisa sat there for a moment. She had to go, but she was scared, and not used to somebody watching her do it. Eventually her body did the thinking for her, and a stream entered the water below her. She leaned her head forward, tears in her eyes, and for the fist time got a really good view of the red marks on her thighs belly and breasts, and of the two little padlocks locked onto her nipples with their dangling silvery chain.
Teresa waited until she was done then took the roll of toilet paper out of the circular hole in the stainless steel toilet / sink combo and removed some, wrapping it around her hand and patting Lisa dry.. Then she tugged on the leash, forcing Lisa to stand up. She brought her over to the wall of the cell, where a chain hung, and used the leash clip to attach the collar to the chain, so that Lisa was forced to stand just a bit on tippie toes, or choke. She reached a single finger down nto Lisa's pussy and rubbed it slowly. Lisa was very senstive at the moment, and she closed her eyes and sighed softly. Next Teresa licked the soft underside of Lisa's breasts, and teased the nipples just a little. They were very sensitive and Lisa moaned a bit. She then stood up and put her mouth to Lisa's kissing her fully while her tongue explored the inside of Lisa's mouth. Lisa's eyes were still closed when she stood away. Teresa twirled Lisa around so that she was facing the wall then picked up the cane. She pulled the cane back sharply and it whistled through the air befor it hit Lisa Squarely on the butt. Lisa's whole world went white with pain and she screamed loudly unable to escape it. Teresa dropped the cane once again to the floor and nuzzled Lisa's neck, whilst gently rubbing over Lisa's mound with the palm of her hand.
Did you like that sweetheart? That's just a little reminder who's in charge now baby. Obey and the cane stays put away but misbehave once and I'll make that seem like a love tap darlin, which is what it was.
Teresa ran her finger along the deep white and red line from the came, making Lisa shudder a little. Her breath was ragged as she tried to catch it. Then Teresa picked up the chastity belt and fastened the waitband around Lisa's waist. She pulled the front shield into place, put the heavy locking knob into place and twirled it shut with the key.
Now don't go thinking you are going to get to have fun like tonight too often honey, only when I decide you may and you have been pleasing. Think of it as a gift.
She unclipped the leash, and without another word walked out of the cell, and slid the heavy steel barred door closed with a slam, locking it. With the key which she took with her. Lisa watched as she nonchalently walked out of the dungeon.
Lisa stared after her, wondering what if anything she should do. It became clear to her though there was little she COULD do. She was well secured in a locked cell, in heavy iron chains. There was a bunk, but at the moment it was swung up into the wall, it's latch clipped shut. It wsn't locked but she wondered if Teresa would get upset if she opened it. Somehow she didn't think that her comfort was of the upmost importance to Teresa.
Then Teresa appeared once again. She had with her a single blanket and a pillow. After opening the cell with the key she unclipped the bunk and let it slam down on it's heavy chains. She approached where Lisa stood, slapped her playfully on the rear, right where the cane had struck her before, causing Lisa to jump.
On the bunk slut.
Lisa complied, sitting down. Teresa positioned the pillow at the head of the bunk, and grabbed the nipple chain, tugging it to the bunk, Lisa quickly got the picture and lay down. Teresa then took a small badlock and locked the nipple chain to a ring on the bunk. Lisa had some freedom of movement but not much.
You may speak if you wish slut.
Lisa could think of only one thing to say.
Why?
Because it's who I am slut, what I am. Now I want you to say my name is slut and I love you mistress.
It seemed a little odd, but Lisa complied.
My name is slut, and I love you mistress.
Good you'll make an excellent slave dear. Now it's time to sleep. As she pulleed the blanket over her and stood up to walk away.
Teresa?
Teresa spun around and glared at Lisa.
Shut the fuck up bitch. You'll address me only as Mistress, and only when you have permission. I hereby revoke permission to speak until I tell you otherwise.
She leaned over, kissed Lisa on the cheek and walked out, locking the cell door behind her, and then before leaving the dungeon turning off all the lights. The only light was the soft glow of one or two candles, yet to burn out in their steel holders, gently illuminating the dungeon. One by one they too were extinguishing themselves giving the dungeon that waxy smell and slowly basking it in darkness.
Lisa sat there, sort of catatonic for the longest time watching the candles, hypnotized by their glow. She reached down and looked at the little padlocks that now kept her nipples both prisoner and tormented. They were sore but not unbearable. She had little movement of her hands, and even less of her body due to the nipple chain, but somehow she managed to get somewhat comfortable. She wasn't sure exactly when it happened but at some point she drifted off to sleep, oddly contented.
Teresa stretches after a restful nights sleep in the big old bed. It was much nicer than the little twin thing she had in her apartment, a big four poster with thick satin sheets. At first she was a little disoriented, but as she grew more aware the previous evenings activities came back to her and she smiled contented.
She was hungry. Since she had cooked so many meals she thought it only fair the little slut should cook her breakfast. Still she wasn't quite sure she could trust her out of the dungeon yet, so without further thought she got out of bed and padded into the kitchen and prepared herself a wonderful mean of bacon, eggs toast and coffee. She nonchalently tossed the dishes in the sink.
She took a bowl out, and after a moment of looking found what she was looking for, a box of corn flakes. She poured some in a bowl, added some milk and grabbed a spoon. Then as an afterthought she put the spoon back, she wouldn't be needing it.
Lisa was still asleep, but her eyes began to flutter a bit at the sound of the heavy lock on the cell being worked. As her eyes adjusted to the light Teresa undid the little lock on the nipple chain releasing her from the bunk. She pulled on the chain making her stand up , then forced it down until Lisa was in a kneeling position.
Ow!
SHUT UP SLUT! exclaimed Teresa as she placed the bowl on the floor. Don't fucking move if you know what's good for you.
She trotted out of the cell and returned a moment later with a pair of handcuffs . She rasped one shut over Lisa's wrist before undoing the shackle, then undid the other shackle and placed the other wrist in the cuffs so her hands were behind her back. She admired the way her slaves perk breasts were displayed when her hands were inback of her and toyed with the chain a little. She then pulled the chain so that Lisa was bent over, her face near the bowl.
Eat up slut, you never know when you might get the chance to eat again. IN FACT I think I'm going to put you on a diet and exercise routine, you're getting fat bitch. Too much lazing around in the sun I think.
Lisa looked at Teresa but said nothing, unsure how to proceed, a question in her eyes.
With your tongue you stupid slut. Unless you want to go hungry.
Lisa tried, but was having some difficulty. She sort of had to pick up the flakes with her lips and suck them into her mouth. Teresa pushed her face intot he bowl and she choked a little, almost losing her balance and making a mess int the process. She did the best she could to manage a bit of the cereal.She was hungry, but she made more mess than she got food in her stomach. After a few minutes Teresa bored of the game and pulled her up. She grabbed some of the flakes in her hand and shoved them into Lisa's mouth, then took the bowl, plugged Lisa's nose, and upturned the bowl into her mouth, flakes and milk filling her mouth and streaming down her face and chest.
Just look at the fucking mess you made of it bitch. Now look at that mess. I'm going for a bath. When I get back I expect that you will have licked every bit of that mess up do you hear me? If it's not it'll be the cane fer you. Get busy.
She locked the cell and left. Lisa looked at the puddle of milk and corn flakes on the floor. She could have tried to use her hands even behind her back but she wouldn't put it past Teresa to be watching on the camera's . Which was exactly where she was.
Teresa had rolled the TV for the camera's in the bedroom over to the bathroom. She took out some hair bleaching from the cabinet and wet her hair while she watched the display. She saw Lisa clumsily try and pick up the mess off the smooth cement floor with her tongue and giggled. Lisa got the hang of it after a while, picking up the flakes with her lips and licking the milk dry with her tongue.
When it was finally time to rinse the hair agent out she hopped in the shower and added the neutralizing agent, then rinsed it out thoroughly. She decide dit was also time to wax her pussy hairs. She heated the wax and applied it, then when it was cured pulled it offf in one fast motion, before using tweezers to remove one or two stray hairs. She had admired Lisa's smooth pussy, and wanted to emulate that herself..
Finished, she brushed out her hair and fetched the trimmers. She cut her hair just a touch. And a little trim here and there. When she was done there wasn't a sould who without closer inspection would be able to tell her from Lisa.She smiled seeing that Lisa was about done cleaning the floor. She made her way back downstairs to the dungeon. After opening the cell she performed a mock inspection.
I suppose it will do. Alright on your feet slut. She said pulling on the nipple chain. Lisa was looking at her carefully.
Oh you like it? I'd say an excellent job, I look just like you. Alrighty, lets get you cleaned up.
She led Lisa to the bathroom by the chain and made her to stand in the tub. She fastened the leash on the nipple chain and tied it off on the shower curtain bar, then faced the nozzle at her, before turning the know and turning on the water, full cold. Lisa cried outin shock but a look from Teresa was all it took for her to remain quiet. Teresa lathered up her body with a bar of soap, the n rinsed her off, the cold water chilling Lisa to the bone. She lathered up Lisa's hair with shampoo and again rinsed her off. Before she was done Teresa pulled the wand of the shower off the hook and pointed it right at Lisa's chastity belt, the cold water forcing it's way in through the metal and through her pussy. After a couple minutes of this Teresa thought her clean and turned off the water. She unhooked the leash from the rod and pulled Lisa out of the shower.
Once out she dried Lisa off , being careful not to irritate her nipples too much , and patting the chastity belt dry before taking a hair dryer and pointing it at the secondary shied, forcing out the bits of water that were trapped behind.She then brought Lisa out into the bedroom and sat her in a folding chair.She left for just a second, returnign with the scissors and a tube of antibiotic ointment. She carefully squeezed out a bit of ointment and coated the padlock shackles on her nipples with it, twisting them in and out to get it in thoroughly. Lisa had little choice but to put up with this.Then she carefully combed out Lisa's long blond hair. When it was combed out she took the scissors in hand and right below the shoulder she started to cut it off into a neat bob. Lisa looked as long strands of hair it had taken years to grow dropped to the floor.
I want your back free of hair sweetheart so it doesn't tangle in a flogger. She whispered in her ear then ran her tingue over Lisa's earlobe, making her shiver. She still had nice long hair, but it would no longer be in the way.
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