Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 39 Finished

Postby skybird137 » Thu Apr 19, 2012 4:25 am

Part 1

It was the First of April, and on this Sunday evening, Davinia’s father and stepmother were out at an important engagement. Davinia was being kept company by her friend Serena. Well, more like being kept on the floor .

Davinia wriggled helplessly in a tight hogtie, her modesty only being protected only by a white bra and panties. Her wrists were bound together with white rope, palm to palm, and her elbows were pulled together and bound so firmly that they were touching. Another rope around her waist tied her wrists to her back. Davinia’s legs were bound at the ankles and below the knees, and her heels were nearly pressing into her bottom.

The piece de resistance, so to speak was the hogtie itself, because it wasn’t just a hogtie. One end of a double stranded piece of rope was tied to the rope around Davinia’s waist, at her front. A series of knots was placed along that end, and then the rope was threaded between her legs, over her wrists, and the other end was tied firmly to her ankle bonds. This had the effect of having the knots pressing into her womanhood, causing a mixture of discomfort and pleasure and with every movement, the knots caressed her slightly closer to fulfilment.

Serena stood over Davinia, wearing trainers, slacks and a blouse, all black. “Now, Snow White.” she said “Who is the fairest of them all?”

“I am.” Davinia answered and immediately regretted it as her sides were assailed by Serena’s finger. “Nonononononono! stopitstopitstopitstopit!” Serena stopped, giving Davinia time to get her breath back. “Pleasenonononononono.” Davinia was now screeching like crazy as Serena scraped her fingernails across Davinia’s helplessly exposed feet. This proved to be even worse, because of the double torment of the crotch rope teasing and tormenting her.

Serena now stopped. “Who is the fairest of them all, Snow White?”

“You are.” Davinia said, and screamed again as she was subjected to more tickling. Serena stopped again and allowed Davinia to recover. “You are, Wicked Queen”

“That’s right Snow White.” Serena said. “It’s a pity that I shall have to dispose of you in the woods, as you have nothing to offer me.”

“Please don’t Wicked Queen, please don’t leave me to die like this in the Dark Forest, I will do anything you want, anything.” Davinia pleaded to the ‘Wicked Queen’

“Unfortunately all of my henchmen are busy right now, so I will have to hire some kidnappers to take you away and abandon you to the wild animals.” Serena jokingly threatened.

“No, don’t! Don’t order any kidnappers to abduct me and leave me to be helplessly devoured, Wicked Queen. I will be your willing servant and slave.” Davinia begged.

Serena sat down at the computer. “I will go and find some kidnappers right now, so that you can be left to your fate.”

“Please Wicked Queen. You can’t be so cruel as to order a kidnapper and have me cruelly disposed of. I will be yours without hesitation.” Davinia felt like she was really getting into the spirit of the role-play.

Then, Serena started the browser, and just for fun typed ‘Order a Kidnapper’ into the search engine. It was then that she pressed on a link at the top that intrigued her.

The result caused Serena to burst into laughter.

“What is it?” Davinia asked “I can’t see what it is.”

“You really have to see this, Davinia, it must be the silliest April Fools ever.” Serena, still giggling, put Davinia into a kneeling position in front of the screen. Davinia moaned and groaned as the effect of the rope was now magnified by her new position.

Davinia took one look at the screen and her eyes widened like saucers. “Oh... My... God! That cannot be real, that has to be a joke website...”
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 2

Postby skybird137 » Thu Apr 19, 2012 2:56 pm

Part 2

ORDER AN INTRUDER!

GET KIDNAPPED SAFELY IN YOUR OWN HOME!


Ladies, have you ever fantasised about someone coming into your house and taking you prisoner while they are looking for something?

Have you ever dreamed of being taken captive and taken advantage of?

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You choose your captors, how long you are to remain captive, and even the level of intensity of your captivity. You even have two safe-words, one for when your captors are ‘searching’ and another for stopping the scenario completely, so if you feel it is getting too much, you can stop it altogether!

Also, if you get cold feet, you can return to this website and easily cancel your order. We understand that you could feel differently later on, and you may not wish to go through with this.

There are five easy steps:

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Step Four: Receive an e-mail confirming Card receipt and repeated information two days before the scenario.
Step Five: Enjoy your fantasy!

Press Next for Step one


Serena, still giggling said “That’s the best April Fools I have ever seen!”

“I admit though, it must have taken some time getting this ready.” Davinia commented. “I bet that it is fake though, and that there will be no request for Credit Card information. If there was, they could get into trouble.”

“That’s true.” Serena said, then changed to her villainess voice “I may not be able to get kidnappers for you, Snow White, so I will get these people to make you suffer instead.”

“Please don’t Wicked Queen! Don’t send people to tie me up and torture me!” Davinia squealed.

Serena pressed the next button, and the data entry screen came up, headed ‘Details’.

“First one Snow White, ‘Time and Date of Start of Captivity and End of Captivity’. Snow White, when is your Father and Wicked Stepmother out of the castle?” Serena said.

“Six in the morning on the 28th of April, and they don’t return until twelve noon on the 30th of April. Surely, my Wicked Queen, you wouldn’t make me be captive all that time?”

“I that will be perfect to make you suffer, my pathetic Snow.” Serena sneered. Serena then entered 10am in the morning on the Saturday until 10am on Monday.

“Address you are in. Well, I can fill that in.” Serena put ‘77 Rose Lane, Switzerland.’

“Next, ‘Number of Captives and description’. Well, that would be just you, Little Miss White.” Serena said.

“But Queen, a friend called Serena will be staying with me that weekend, she will have to be taken captive, or she could help me escape.”Davinia replied.

Serena then entered the number of captives as ‘two’ and provided descriptions: Serena, black hair, brown eyes, honey coloured skin, tall, slender. Davinia, black hair, brown eyes, white skin.

“In that case, both of you wenches will be bound and tortured.” Serena laughed menacingly.

Davinia gave a good captive shudder and writhed in her bonds. This only served however to make her even more aroused.

“Now for captors, I should think that two should be enough. I like the idea of Eva Green taking you and making you suffer.” Serena entered Eva Green for captor one, along with her description.

“Please if you must send someone to make me suffer, make it Patricia Heaton. I would really love her to take control of me, Queen.” Davinia begged.

Serena then entered Patricia Heaton as the second captor. She then reached down and stroked Davinia’s crotch-rope just above her womanhood. Davinia moaned and writhed with the attention she received. “Not so Snow White now, are we?” Serena said.

“Ever be isolated from other captives Y/N, Never, Short Time, Long Time. Well, I’m putting down never, okay.” Serena said. “Also, Full Body Encasement? Not that one, sounds too scary.”

“Sleep deprivation Y/N. Oh definitely yes, I think that you should spend all the time awake for this, my Snow White.” Serena then entered yes for this.

“Next, general treatment.
Gentle: Nothing demeaning or embarrassing, physically gentle.
A bit rough: Somewhat demeaning and embarrassing, Some physical roughness.
Very rough: Very strong humiliation, physically very rough.”

Serena thought for a minute “Well, I want the real hurting of you to be left to me, Snow, so I think you should only be handled a bit roughly and embarrassing.” Serena gave another evil laugh which caused Davinia to shudder again.

Oh God! This rope teases me so much! Davinia started writhing, just so that she could more arousal from the rope.

“Bindings, gentle, tough or very severe. Well, gentle, don’t want them to torture you too much.” Serena entered the gentle option.

“Now gags:
Cosmetic: Allows easy breathing through mouth, cleave gags, otm gags, etc.
Medium: More restrictive but can allow breathing, ball-gags, bit gags, etc.
Hard: Mouth sealed up, tape gags, panel gags, etc.
Extreme: Threatens breathing, fully stuffed mouth, Inflatable gag, etc.”

After a minute, Serena said “I think medium is probably best, but I’ll also put down that you like your mouth sealed with tape as well. That allows more options.” Serena fed this in.

“They have clothing level now, Snow White, I think they mean yours. Fully clothed, underwear, or naked. I think fully clothed. Anything else should be left to me.”

“Please my Wicked Queen, please stop this, I don’t want to suffer.” Davinia begged and pleaded. Serena picked up the roll of tape from where it was lying next to the PC, and then tore a strip off. “Oh no! Don’t please don-mph.” Serena placed the piece of tape over Davinia’s protesting lips. Serena then tore off two more pieces and ensured that Davinia’s mouth was firmly sealed.

Next, Serena turned Davinia around so that she was facing away from the chair. Serena sat back down in the chair and placed her feet on Davinia’s shoulders, gently pushing them so that Davinia’s body now softly rocked back and forth. The effect on Davinia due to the changing tension on the crotch-rope was ‘excruciatingly pleasurable’.

“Next, Interrogation to find object. Physical:
Very mild: Tickling, very mild spanking, etc.
Mild: Medium spanking mild pain, etc.
Hard: Very hard spanking etc, raises welts, etc.
Extreme: No limits. Using water in interrogation, breath control etc.

I think Mild, some suffering would be good for you.” Serena cackled.

Davinia could only “mmpph” pleadingly through her gag.I’m going to explode before much longer!

“Now, Interrogation: Sexual:
None:
Mild: Groping breasts and bottom gently,etc.
Strong: Pinching breasts and bottom, ropes tied over sexual locations, etc.
Major: Allow insertions of objects, tease man/womanhood with hand, etc.
Total: Allow total access sexually.

Well, I think that touching your most intimate area by hand is my domain, Snow, so I think Strong will do.”

At this Davinia shook her head and squealed. “Hard luck, Snow, it’s been put in now, hehe.”

“Oh, here’s something good. At the end of the scenario: Do you want to be freed by your captors: Or be left for someone to find and rescue you:” After a moment, Serena said “I think I shall leave you for your parents to find, hehe.”

Davinia begged and pleaded through her gag, which just caused Serena to push Davinia harder with her feet, making Davinia writhe and moan more. I’m nearly at my limit now.

“Now the important one, the safe-word to stop the interrogation. This is a particular physical item. Once you have named it, you stop the captors from using interrogation on you.” By this time Davinia was only half aware of what Serena was saying, as her womanhood was on fire from her desire.”How about ‘Everybody loves Raymond DVD, seeing as it fits in with the Patricia Heaton fantasy.” Davinia nodded, not really paying attention. Please Serena, fulfil me! Don’t bother with that joke website now. She now struggled and begged through her gag for release.

“Do you want me to corrupt you, my Snow White?” Serena asked. Davinia nodded furiously in response. Serena ignored the full safe-word input and pressed next. As Davinia had guessed, there was no request for a credit card. It just said, “Details entered, Waiting”

Serena picked up Davinia and carried her to the bed. Davinia now lay there, writhing, begging and pleading. “Now, my Snow White, I shall corrupt you and make you as Wicked as me, hehehe.”

Now Serena started to kiss and caress Davinia’s body, but concentrating on her quivering womanhood. “I think that you are ready to pop, my not so Snow White.”

Serena’s hands now stayed at Davinia’s womanhood, causing Davinia to scream through her gag. Please, please make me climax. Oh Goooooo- Davinia’s body arched from the pleasure jolting through her and she was only aware of the feeling of joy.

Soon, Davinia became aware of Serena cuddling and kissing her. She tried to look at the computer screen.

“Don’t worry, there was no request for credit card information. See, it was all just one joke.” Serena said “It was just too silly anyway.” She then gently peeled off Davinia’s gag.

“Next time we play, Serena, you can be a nosy schoolgirl reporter, and I’ll be an evil white slaver.” Davinia said. Serena laughed and then kissed and cuddled Davinia.

“Sure, next time. We’ll have a whole weekend together, so I’ll be around at nine on the 28th. It will be an unforgettable weekend.”

It seemed like an age for Saturday, the 28th of April to come round...
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 2

Postby skybird137 » Fri Apr 20, 2012 2:20 pm

Part 3

Finally, the day that Davinia was waiting for had arrived. It was the 28th, and she was waving goodbye to her father and stepmother as they drove away. I have plenty of time until Serena gets here, so I don’t have to rush. Davinia went to the bathroom, disrobed, and had a nice long shower, dreaming of the fun to come this weekend.

After drying herself, Davinia went into her bedroom and laid out the clothes that she was going to wear for the scenario. Davinia remembered back to when she mentioned about this weekend to Danielle.

“Sweetie, I don’t think any of your present clothes shout ‘White Slaver or Dominatrix’ and I really think you should look the part, it will knock Serena’s sock off.” Danielle had taken Davinia to this special ‘Boutique’ to get outfitted, and when Davinia walked out in her outfit, even Danielle had a sharp intake of breath. “Definitely a Dominatrix Davinia” Danielle declared.

Probably time to get dressed now. Davinia started with her black panties and her bra. Next, she picked up one of the black fishnet hold-up stockings, and gently smoothed it onto her right leg. The other stocking was picked up and Davinia softly rolled it onto her left leg.

Now Davinia picked up the black patent stiletto heels and slipped them onto her feet. She then stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. The bra and panties may be a bit ‘Irving Klaw’ but the retro look makes it even better.

Davinia then picked up the plain black choker from the side and attached it around her neck. Next came the white satin blouse, with sleeves that only reached to Davinia’s elbows.

Now for the miniskirt. Davinia picked up the black leather miniskirt and zipped it into place. She noticed how the slit on the right side allowed for maximum movement, and also displayed a peek of bare flesh above the stocking top.

Finally, Davinia picked up the black satin elbow length gloves and gently put them on.

Time to take a look at the setup. Davinia closed her eyes, turned to face the mirror, opened her eyes, and gasped.

If that’s what it does to me, just think of what it will do to Serena. This weekend is going to be wonderful. Just a few more things to take downstairs. Davinia picked up a book that was on the side. It had a fake cover taped to the front which read ‘Ledger accounts of Slaves Sold’. Davinia put this inside a large bag that she had packed full of ‘accessories’ for the weekends ‘entertainment’. Then she pulled open the top drawer and took out the slim soft leather case. It was about 30 inches long and four inches wide.

I know I would like to open it now, but I really want to unzip the case in front of Serena and watch the reaction on her face. It’ll be priceless. Davinia put the case in with the other items and carried the bag downstairs. She placed the bag in the hallway, just outside the living room, picked up the case and the book, and then carried them into the living room. The case was put on the side, and the book was put into a cabinet, to be ‘discovered’.

Now, Davinia went into the kitchen to pick up a glass of water so she could sip it while waiting, returned to the living room, picked up a book, sit in a chair and started to read. I just need to wait for a stupid, intrepid, girly reporter to turn up. Davinia smiled.

Then, just as she was getting into her book, the doorbell rang...
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 4

Postby skybird137 » Sat Apr 21, 2012 10:01 am

Part 4

Davinia closed the book and put it back on the table, then walked out of the living room and up to the front door. She took a deep breath and then opened the door.

“Hi, I’m S-.” Davinia watched as Serena’s eyes went wide, and her jaw dropped as she was suddenly dumbstruck at seeing the way that Davinia was dressed.

“Good morning.” Davinia said, in an authoritative voice as possible. “And who might you be?” I hope Serena can recover, this is such a good start.

Serena took a deep breath, paused, and said “My name is Serena, and I work as a reporter for the Junior Herald. I wonder if you know about any of the strange disappearances of young ladies recently.”

“Good Morning Miss Serena, My name is Lady Davinia. I can see that you are eager to ask many questions. Oh dear, where are my manners, I am very rude, keeping you here on the doorstep. Please, come on in Miss Serena.”

Serena blushed. “Why thank you Lady Davinia, that is very kind of you.”

Davinia pulled the door open and stepped back, allowing Serena to enter. She then closed the door and said “May I take your coat, Miss Serena?”

“Thank you Lady Davinia.” Serena turned her back to Davinia and unbuttoned her coat. Davinia took hold of the coat, while Serena removed her arms. She then turned and hung the coat up on the coat hanger, then turned back and gasped.

Serena was dressed in a Navy Blue pleated skirt that just barely covered her bottom, her white schoolgirl blouse was obviously too tight, and it looked like the buttons were going to pop off. Looking down, Davinia saw the black thigh-highs that Serena was wearing and on her feet were an old pair of black school sandals that were buckled on.

Serena looks just as impressive as I am. I just can’t wait to add ropes and a gag to her. And as for that bottom, well, there’s something special for that, lol.

“Would you like to come into the living room, Miss Serena?” Davinia asked.

“Why yes, I would like that Lady Davinia. I have been walking around a lot this morning, and I would enjoy a rest.” Serena answered. Davinia motioned for Serena to enter the living room. Serena walked into the living room and Davinia followed her.

Davinia walked over to another chair and placed it near the first chair, but on the opposite side of the table where Davinia had been reading. “If you would like to sit down now, Miss Serena”

“Please, just call me Serena.” Serena said and then sat in the chair. Davinia sat in the chair and took a sip of water.

“Okay, Mi-, er Serena. I’m sure that you have important questions to ask.” Davinia said.

“Well, have you noticed anything unusual lately?” Serena asked.

“I have noticed a few missing faces around here, but I thought that was just people moving. Are you saying that this is not the case?” Davinia replied.

“There are rumours that these women have been kidnapped and shipped abroad as white slaves. The police arrested a man over a robbery and apparently he said that he had helped on the fringes of the organisation.” Serena said.

“Oh my, are you saying that we have kidnappers in here? This is shocking news. Who could be capable of such a thing?” Davinia said, imitating shock.

“Well, I needed to take to you today, because I think that it might be someone in your transport organisation. You see, your company has the capability to be able to perform such nefarious activities, and I decided to speak to you as to who in your company might be committing such acts.” Serena said.

“Someone in my company, oh that’s terrible news. I’m not sure that I have in my employment anyone who is capable of such heinous deeds. Is there any think that I could look for that could provide evidence of such evil?” commented Davinia, playing up the shocked lady stereotype.

“The criminal that they apprehended did speak of a ledger containing the details of the kidnappings and transactions.” Serena added.

Davinia did a quick glance at the cabinet, in which the book was housed, and then looked back at Serena. “Should I come across such a book, I will be sure to let you know of its whereabouts. Members of the fairer sex should always help to protect each other.”

“Anyway, where are my manners to? I am being such a bad host, would you like a cup of tea Serena? You must be thirsty after walking so much. I bet your family must be concerned about taking so long doing this?” Davinia asked.

“I would love a cup of tea, thank you very much. My family won’t be at all worried, I told them a little white lie about visiting the public library. As far as they know, I’m there right now.” Serena answered.

Davinia rose from her chair. “You just rest in your chair then, Serena. I am going into the kitchen to make a nice cup of tea. I will need to heat the kettle up first, so it may be a little while before I have finished.” With that, Davinia left the room.

Davinia stopped just outside the living room door and peeked as Serena rose from her chair and started to look around the room. Looking into the bag, Davinia picked up three coiled lengths of rope that she would need very soon.

Serena had now stopped outside the cabinet, and was starting to open the door. Wait for it, wait. She then took a look inside and then shrieked.

Davinia strolled into the living room. “Good heavens dear, what caused you to go into such a panic?” She asked.

“It’s h-here, the b-book is here. It’s been in your house all the time...” Serena answered.

“Well, quick, get it out. I want to find out who’s been misusing this company of mine.” Davinia said, right behind Serena now.

Serena now started to reach for the book. Suddenly, Davinia grabbed Serena’s arms and pulled them behind her back.

“Oh my goodness! Lady Davinia! What are you doing?!” asked Serena...
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 5

Postby skybird137 » Sun Apr 22, 2012 10:13 am

Part 5

Davinia pulled Serena’s wrists together behind her back, quickly took one of the doubled pieces of rope and looped it around Serena’s wrists, leaving a few feet left. Davinia then looped the rope between Serena’s wrists pulling down and cinching the waist tie. Then, the rope was firmly secured with a reef knot tied out of the reach of Serena’s fingers.

“Why are you tying me up, Lady Davinia? Oh my goodness! You’re the one in charge of the slavers!” Serena said. Davinia had now pulled Serena’s elbows together so that they touched, and securely bound them too.

“Ow! That hurt! SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE! I’M BEING KIDNAPPED!” Serena shouted, playing the helpless damsel in distress.

Davinia clamped her gloved right hand over Serena’s mouth, muffling her cries for help, and showed Serena the third coil of rope with her left hand. “Now, girl, you have two options. I can either wrap this rope around your ankles to keep you quiet, or wrap it around your neck to keep you quiet forever. Do you want this rope around your neck?” Davinia asked.

Serena shook her head, trembling as she did so. “Good, now place your ankles together, and I want no trouble from you. Understood?” Davinia demanded. Serena nodded and placed her legs together.

Davinia now knelt on Serena’s left side and securely bound Serena’s ankles together.

“What are you going to do to me?” Serena said trembling “Are you going to kill me?”

“I’m not going to kill you or even injure you.” Davinia answered. “You are far too valuable to me in one piece.” Davinia then let out a menacing laugh.

“Oh no! you wouldn’t! You’re not going to sell me into white slavery! Please no!” Serena begged.

“Oh, but I am. There are clients in the Middle-East who would pay a fortune for a beauty such as yourself.” Davinia cackled. “First I will train you, then you will be sold, and finally I will crate you off to your new owner. ”

“You can’t do this! You can’t treat me as property!” Serena exclaimed.

“I already am.” Davinia replied. “Now, be a good slave and hop back to your chair and stand there before I get angry.”

Serena hopped over to the chair and stood before it. “See, you are following my instructions already.” Davinia said, while walking out of the room. She picked up the bag of ‘goodies’ and walked back into the living room.

Serena was already hopping toward the window. “HELP! HELP! I’VE BEEN TIED UP AND KIDNAPPED!” she shouted. Davinia rushed up to Serena and forced her to the floor. Serena was shocked to find Davinia’s hand over her mouth and nose, preventing her from breathing.

Davinia whispered into Serena’s ear. “If you want to keep breathing, I would suggest you do not shout for help.” Serena nodded, struggling as she was unable to inhale. Davinia removed her hand and Serena took in a deep breath of air. Davinia then stood up and placed her right foot on Serena’s left buttock. Serena winced as Davinia then dug her heel into Serena’s soft flesh. These stiletto’s really are useful for this kind of play then.

Davinia then tried to pick Serena up off the floor but Serena struggled, causing Davinia to lose her grip. “You can’t get me up off the floor.” Serena boasted.

“Is that what you think?” Davinia placed her right foot on Serena’s bottom and pressed in really hard with the heel.

“Ow! Stop it! It hurts! Please!” Serena cried.

“Well, if you co-operate in getting up off the floor, I will stop.” Davinia countered.

“Yes, all right, I’ll stop! You can get me up.” Serena said.

Davinia then put her arms under Serena’s shoulders and lifted her up off the floor, Serena co-operating this time. Davinia then took hold of Serena’s elbows and said “Back to the chair.”

Serena hopped slowly, with Davinia steadying her. In a few seconds, Serena was standing in front of the chair again.

Davinia opened up the bag and removed some more coils of rope.

“What are they for?” Serena asked “I’m already well tied up.”

“It’s amazing how some women can get free of being tied up. This is to truly make sure that you cannot get free. Our clients also like to see the product very well tied up, too.” Plus you love it when I really tie you up.

Davinia took a long piece of rope, doubled it, and wrapped some of it around Serena’s chest and arms below her breast. Then Davinia wrapped most of the rest around Serena’s chest above her breasts. Finally, Davinia used the remaining part of the rope to cinch between Serena’s arms and body. This not only make the ropes more secure, it tightened them so that Serena’s breast were more emphasised.

“You will fetch a very high price, Serena.” Davinia said.

“Please, I’m not a slave! I don’t want to be sold!” Serena begged.

Davinia now took another piece of rope and tied it around Serena’s waist and her bound wrists. This had the effect of now pulling Serena’s wrists to her waist, almost immobilising them.

“Sit down on the edge of the chair, slave.” Serena did so, trembling. Davinia picked up three more pieces of rope, securely tying Serena’s legs, below and above the knee and at the mid-thigh. Davinia double-check the cinches for firmness.

“Now, stand up with your right side to the chair.” Davinia ordered.

“Why? Haven’t you tied me up already?” Serena asked as she stood up.

“Not yet.” Davinia answered. Well, as you love this, it will be tied on you no matter what you say. Davinia picked up another double looped piece of rope and tied one end to Serena’s wrist bondage. Then the rope was threaded between her legs and looped over the waist rope at the front.

“Ow! That’s pressing into my-! Oh My!” Serena sighed as the rope did its work. Davinia put a series of knots on the rope that she knew would press into a certain location. Then she threaded the rope back between Serena’s legs, pulled it tight, causing a loud gasp from Serena, and tied the rope of securely at Serena’s wrists.

Serena writhed and moaned at the caress of the crotch-rope.

“Be still.”Davinia ordered.

“But this rope is having such an effect on me. Is it supposed to do that?” Serena asked.

You know very well that it’s supposed to do that. Davinia now pushed Serena back into the chair.

“Now my slave, it’s time to start your training.” Davinia said. Serena was now trembling and biting her lower lip.

It was at this point that the doorbell rang...
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 6

Postby skybird137 » Mon Apr 23, 2012 3:37 pm

Part 6

Davinia reached into the bag quickly and brought out three items. A set of headphones, a roll of tape and a sleep mask. She hurriedly tore of a piece of tape and sealed Serena’s mouth, the sleep mask went over her eyes and the headphones were placed over her ears and switched on.

Davinia now left the living room and went into the hallway. She looked through the spy-hole, and saw that it was a postman. I think I’ll just have to brazen it out with this outfit. She took a deep breath and opened the door.

“Good morning.” Davinia said in a cheerful voice.

“Goo-“ said the postman, pausing in mid-sentence. “I-I’ve come with this morning’s mail. One of the letters was a bit large so I had to ring the bell I’m afraid.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Davinia said. She noticed that the postman was looking at her clothing. “Oh, yes, trying out a fancy dress outfit for a party. I hope it isn’t too shocking.”

“It does make you very authoritative, I must say. Anyway, I’d better go on my rounds. Goodbye.” the postman said.

“Bye.” replied Davinia. Well, that’s done with Davinia closed the door and put the mail on a small table. Then she walked into the living room.

Serena was sitting in the chair, smiling through her gag. With the noise cancellation and the music of the sea in her ears, Serena won’t have heard a thing. That setup is very useful when we have an interruption. It doesn’t destroy the mood for the captive.

Davinia now removed the headphones, the sleep mask and finally the tape and put it back on the bag. Serena went back to biting her lip.

“I don’t want to be trained, I want to go home to my family.” Serena pleaded.

“We’re your family now, slave, and you will be trained.” Davinia replied. “Now stand up.”

Serena pouted and remained in her chair “I’m not getting out of this chair. I’m not going to make it easy for you.”

“If you won’t make it easy for me, then I will just have to make it harder for you.” Davinia walked over to the side where she had put the slim leather case and picked it up. She then walked back to the table, a round one with a single central leg and placed the case down on it.

“For the last time, stand up.” Davinia demanded.

“No, I won’t!” was Serena’s response.

“It’s your choice then,” Davinia said “you could have done it the easy way. Now it’s too late.”

Davinia slowly unzipped the case and unfolded the top, revealing what was inside. Serena looked as if she couldn’t believe her eyes. Then she realised what she was looking at was real.

Serena could not take her eyes away from the riding crop on the table.

Davinia now picked up the riding crop in her right hand and gently whacked her left with it.

“You’re not going to use that on me!” shrieked Serena.

“Oh, but I am, and I will enjoy it immensely. It will be a great pleasure, listening to your suffering.” Davinia said menacingly. “My last trainee couldn’t sit for a week without crying. I hope that you will have more sense.” Davinia now walked around the table to the chair in which Serena sat, and placed the tip of the crop under Serena’s chin. Then Davinia applied a little pressure up, just so the crop bent slightly.

“Now, slave, rise or wear some pretty marks.” Davinia said threateningly.

Serena whimpered for a moment and then stood up rapidly. “Please don’t hurt me, Lady Davinia.”

“It’s Mistress Davinia now, slave. You would do well to remember that. Now hop over to the window.” Davinia ordered.

“Why?” asked Serena. The look on Serena’s face showed that she realised that she had made a mistake.

“OW! OWW!” squealed Serena as Davinia gave Serena’s bottom two stinging blows on the bottom using the crop.
“You asked a question instead of obeying my orders and you didn’t say Mistress Davinia. Now say ‘Sorry Mistress Davinia’ and you might avoid a third.”

Serena glared at Davinia for a second, before saying “Sorry Mistress Davinia.”

Davinia smiled at Serena “See how easy it was, slave. You will learn, quickly I hope. Now hop to the window.”

Serena waited for a minute and then took a small hop, followed by another and then another. Within a minute, she was at the window with Davinia behind her.

“Now slave, turn around and go back to your chair.” Davinia ordered.

“Why do you give these silly orders Mistress Davinia? OW!” Again Serena’s bottom received a stinging blow.

“A slaves place is to carry orders out without question. Now hop back, or have a red bottom, it is your choice” Davinia said, more menacingly this time.

Serena hopped back to her chair, staying silent this time.

“Now turn and sit down.” Davinia ordered. Serena did as she was instructed. Davinia walked over to Serena and stroked Serena’s right cheek with her right hand “See slave, you learn quickly.”

Serena now turned her head to the right and bit Davinia’s right hand. Davinia pulled her hand quickly It’s a good job that bite was gentle. Even then pulling it away was a little painful.

“You will pay for that slave!” Davinia went to the bag and took out a small cloth bag. She then went back to the chair and took the item out of the bag.

Davinia dangled the black harness gag with a red rubber ball in front of Serena’s face and then stood next to Serena. “You’re not putting that thing on me!” Serena declared shutting her mouth tight immediately after.

Davinia held the ball of the gag in her right hand and gently squeezed Serena’s left nipple with the thumb and forefinger of her left hand. Then Davinia cruelly pinched the left nipple.

“OOOOWWWW-MPH!” Serena squealed and was then silenced as the large ball was inserted into her mouth. Davinia quickly brought the two main straps around the back of Serena’s neck and buckled the gag on very tightly. Next, Davinia took the large strap over Serena’s head and strapped it to the small strap at the back very securely. Finally, Davinia took the straps under Serena’s chin and buckled it as far as it would go.

Serena’s face was so strapped down she couldn’t even move her jaw. You look wonderful in that, Serena, very submissive. Serena tried to dislodge the ball, but it wouldn’t move a millimetre.

“I thought that you might enjoy a good gag, slave.” Davinia cackled, standing in front of Serena.

Serena now caught Davinia by surprise, pulling up her bound legs and kicking Davinia gently in the abdomen.

“Now I will really make you pay.” Davinia screeched, pulling Serena out of the chair, and then sitting in the chair herself. Davinia had placed Serena on Davinia’s right side, facing Davinia’s left, and then Serena was bent over Davinia’s knees.

“Guess what is going to happen now, slave, as if you don’t already know.” Serena squealed and struggled, but Davinia held Serena down firmly, using her left hand.

Davinia now delivered a stinging spank to Serena’s bottom using the riding crop. Serena squealed and again struggled to get free.

You are going to love this at the end, Serena. The bottom is the biggest erogenous zone, but it’s covered with plenty of muscle. This is the way to get through it.

Davinia delivered five more stinging blows to Serena’s bottom, causing Serena to cry out each time. Then Davinia gave Serena’s bottom a series of gentle smoothes to help her calm down. Serena now writhed a little and sighed gently.

Now, Davinia raised the crop again and delivered more sting blows. Again, Serena squealed, but this time, as well as writhing, Serena was starting to thrust herself into Davinia’s lap. Affecting you already is it? Again Davinia smoothed Serena’s bottom.

The spanking and the smoothing went on again in another cycle. Serena was thrusting herself against Davinia almost continuously, and she was moaning and writhing too.

Another six spanks were applied to Serena’s bottom, and Davinia started to smooth her bottom. Within moments, Serena gave out a long cry and started to shake. Davinia stopped smoothing Serena and concentrated on cuddling her instead. After a few minutes, the shuddering stopped and Davinia sat Serena up on her lap.

When Serena opened her eyes, the look she gave Davinia was one of pure adoration. It is that good isn’t it. I’ll cuddle you for a while until you come back down from that high you’re in. Davinia now embraced Serena and kissed her cheek.


It was at this point that the doorbell rang...
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 7

Postby skybird137 » Tue Apr 24, 2012 7:44 am

Part 7

Another postman? How many are there going to be today? Davinia stood up and placed Serena back in the chair. Serena winced as her bottom had not recovered from her spanking yet. Davinia picked up the sleep mask and again put it over Serena’s eyes, then took the headphones, positioned them over Serena’s ears and switched them on.

Davinia then made her way to the front door and again peeped through the spy-hole. She could see what looked like a delivery lorry parked outside and a woman with blue overalls and a blue peaked cap outside the door.

They must have some special parcel to deliver. What’s Danielle ordered this time? Well, I’d better answer it. Davinia opened the door.

Davinia noticed the name on the side of the lorry:

Trans
Europ
Express

That’s funny, the E in Europ has the horizontal parts separated from the vertical part. It looks more like an I.

“Good morning, how can I help you?” Davinia asked.

“I have some deliveries to make to this house.” The woman then looked up from her pad and Davinia gasped.

The delivery woman was the spitting image of Patricia Heaton! Davinia stood there stunned for a moment.

“Me and my co-worker have a few boxes to bring in. They’re a bit bulky so it would be better if we moved them.” The woman said.

“Y-Yes, certainly.” Davinia watched as the second woman walked up to the door with a large box.

She looked just like Eva Green! Davinia just stood and stared.

“Well, for insurance purposes, we need the names of all of the people in the house. I know this is very stupid, but it’s to cover us if anyone complains about the delivery.” said ‘Patricia’.

“Well, my name’s Davinia and there is one other person staying in the house, by the name of Serena.” Davinia said. “I must say that you are very beautiful.”

“Why thank you, you are too kind.” ‘Patricia’ replied, blushing.

“May I carry this box in?” ‘Eva’ asked. “It’s more stupid health and safety rules. Once it’s in your house it’s no problem, but if you carry it in and hurt yourself, we could get into trouble.”

“Yes, of course.” Davinia opened the door wide and allowed ‘Eva’ to carry the box inside. Davinia noticed that ‘Eva’ had a piece of gray duct tape stuck to her right trouser leg. It must be covering up a tear.

‘Eva put the box down in the hallway. “Damn, I think the box got a scratch during transport, could you just look at it as it has to be okayed?” she asked.

“Yes, I’ll check the scratch, I don’t want you to get into trouble.” Davinia stepped forward and leaned over to examine the box.

Then, Davinia was caught totally by surprise as her arms were suddenly grabbed and pulled roughly behind her back.

“What The-“ Davinia’s cry was muffled as ‘Eva’ pressed her left hand over Davinia’s mouth.

“Hush! Don’t Struggle!” ‘Eva’ ordered. Davinia stopped trying to speak and kept still, apart from the trembling throughout her body.

What’s happening! I’ve been taken prisoner! And poor Serena is in the other room, completely helpless! I have to stay calm, it’s probably the best way to stay alive. Davinia tried to relax.

“That’s good, darling Davinia. Now, we have to take a few precautions to keep you quiet and still.” ‘Eva’ pulled off a length of gray duct tape that was stuck to the right leg on her overalls and stuck part of it on Davinia’s cheek. As ‘Eva’ then pulled her left hand to the left, she pressed down more of the tape over Davinia’s mouth. Finally, ‘Eva’ pulled her hands back, leaving Davinia tape-gagged.

‘Eva’ now went over to the front door and closed it. No chance of even running away now.

Davinia looked down as her feet were pulled together and her ankles were bound with more duct tape from a roll that ‘Eva’ had picked up. Who the hell are these people?

‘Eva’ now went behind Davinia. “You have the tape now. I know how you love to tape the arms.” Davinia now felt a pair of hands take hold of hers and pull them together palm to palm. Then she felt the familiar sensation of having duct tape wrapped around her captive wrists.

“MPH!” Davinia grunted as her elbows were forced together and tape was now wrapped around them as well.

“Now darling Davinia, is Serena upstairs?” ‘Patricia’ asked. Davinia shook her head. No point in lying, they’ll find her anyway. “She must be downstairs then. Is she in the living room?” Davinia nodded.

“You go into the living room and take care of Serena. I’ll keep an eye on this beauty to make sure that she doesn’t get away.” ‘Patricia’ said, cuddling Davinia in her arms from behind.

I’m helplessly bound and gagged! I have no chance of escape anyway.

‘Eva’ giggled. “I know you like to cuddle your captives a little after you bind them.” she said. Then she walked slowly and quietly into the living room, carrying the duct tape.

Davinia was shocked and then struggled helplessly as she was kissed on the neck by ‘Patricia’. What are you doing to me! ‘Patricia then turned Davinia around and embraced her again. Davinia now found her head buried in ‘Patricia’s’ cleavage and struggled to breathe.

I’m totally confused now. I thought that these people were robbers. Nothing seems to make sense. Maybe I haven’t even woke up and this is all a dream. I’ve had fantasies of being tied up by Patricia Heaton, maybe it’s affecting my mind.

‘Eva’ walked quietly back into the hallway, giggling. “Go into the living room. It’s hilarious!” she said. “Just don’t make any noise.” ‘Eva’ then took hold of Davinia while ‘Patricia’ walked into the living room.

‘Eva’ still giggled while holding Davinia...

A minute later, ‘Patricia’ walked back into the hallway. “If I didn’t see it I couldn’t believe it!” she said. “Did you do that to your friend, Davinia?” Davinia nodded, blushing. “There’s no need to be shy about tying up your friend. I think you have excellent rope work skills and it looks pleasing to the eye. You are very good at bondage.”

Have I gone insane? The people who have just bound and gagged me are saying nice things about me tying up Serena? I’m worried that these two are insane and that Serena and I are going to end up being ‘Susanne Lothar’. I need to find out what’s going on as it’ll increase our chances of staying alive...
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 8

Postby skybird137 » Tue Apr 24, 2012 7:56 am

Part 8

“I know what we can do, Eve.” ‘Patricia’ said “Let’s put Davinia here in the same bondage as her friend. They can be bondage twins then.”

Eve giggled “You’re right Pat, it would be fun to do. You can tie her upper body. Shall we start then? ” she asked.

“Sure.” Pat went over to the box and opened it. Davinia’s eyes went wide as she saw many coils of rope. What is this, the Bondage Burglars Society? All they need to use is tape.

Davinia felt the tape around her elbows being cut off and then a coil of rope being wrapped and cinched around them. Next, the tape around her wrists were removed, and then her wrists were securely bound with more rope. Now, a long coil of rope was wrapped around her upper body, above and below her breasts, which was then cinched between the body and the chest, tightening the ropes and emphasising Davinia’s breasts.

“I just need to check the chest ropes.” Pat said. Davinia watched as Pat reached around from the back and adjusted and smoothed the chest ropes above and below Davinia’s breasts. Then Davinia was shocked as Pat gently placed her hands on Davinia’s breast. She groped me! That woman groped me! Davinia squealed in protest at Pat’s touch.

Pat sat Davinia with her bottom on the edge of one of the stair steps. Eve then picked up four coils of rope and set to work. Eve first bound and cinched Davinia’s legs, just below the knees. Then Eve cut away the tape around Davinia’s ankles with emergency scissors and firmly bound the ankles with another coil of rope. Eve took the two remaining ropes and bound Davinia’s legs above the knees and at the mid-thighs.

“Stand up now.” Pat ordered. Davinia stood up quickly, fearing what would happen if she didn’t

“I know that it is the upper body Eve, but you really like to do this. You can finish tying the helpless captive now.”

Eve wouldn’t! She couldn’t! Eve took a long coil of rope out of the box, double stranded it and tied one end to Davinia’s wrist bondage. Then Eve looped it around Davinia’s wrist and waist three times and then pulled it tight. Then Eve wrapped it three times between Davinia’s wrist and body, cinching it tight.

Then Eve threaded the rope between Davinia’s legs to the front of her body. Please! This can’t be happening to me! The rope was looped over Davinia’s waist rope, and Eve placed a few knots on the rope at just the right point. Then the rope was threaded back between Davinia’s legs.

“MMMMMMM!!” Davinia squealed as the rope was now pulled tight by Eve and then looped over Davinia’s wrist bondage. Davinia squealed again as the rope was pulled tight one final time and tied off securely.

She’s crotch-roped me! What kind of kidnappers crotch-rope their helpless captives? This is more surreal than anything yet! Who could be behind this? Then a thought entered Davinia’s mind, the only possible name she could think of.

Danielle! It has to be! I know that she has the connections to get this arranged. But, then again, she wouldn’t want to ruin our weekend like this. Although, with her sense of humour, it’s possible. It could be her and it does seem to be the most rational explanation for our ‘Bondage Burglars’. They even look like my fantasy celebs.

Davinia relaxed a little and writhed and pulled at her ropes. She closed her eyes and moaned with pleasure as she tried to move her wrists, which caused the crotch-rope to rub against her.

“Enjoying yourself?” Eve asked. Davinia blushed and nodded. “Good, I like it when someone appreciates my knots.”

“There is something missing, though.” Pat said, reaching into the box. She brought out a harness gag. This looked exactly like the one that Serena was muffled with. Why am I not surprised, this has to be Danielle’s work. “If I remove the tape gag, will you stay quiet?” Davinia nodded. I’m not going to fight these two, now that I know what the game is.

The tape was removed from Davinia’s mouth, and Davinia then opened her mouth wide. The large ball was inserted into Davinia’s mouth and she could feel the pressure of the ball against her teeth. Davinia now felt the main straps being buckled at the back of her neck. Then the upper strap was laid over her head and strapped down tightly, forcing the ball against her upper teeth. Next, the chin strap was tightened as much as possible, forcing the lower teeth against the gag

Davinia tried to move her mouth, but it was solidly strapped in place and allowed very little give. Serena and I are a regular pair of bondage babes now.

Eve now walked into the living room and after a minute, Pat picked up Davinia over her shoulder and followed. Once, inside the living room, Pat now placed Davinia in the second chair which Eve had positioned to now be in front of where Serena was sitting. Serena was still resting, listening to the ocean. Poor Serena, she probably has no sense of time, and what has happened. Plus she’ll probably freak out.

Eve and Pat now positioned Davinia’s chair so Davinia’s knees were touching Serena’s. Eve now took a coil of rope and tied Davinia and Serena together at the knee bindings. Then the two women stepped behind Serena.

Eve removed the headphones and then Pat took off the sleep mask. Serena blinked her eyes a few times and then her eyes went as wide as possible, seeing Davinia bound and gagged in front of her. She giggled a few times, and then the realisation hit her.

It looked like Serena’s face had gone white. Then she turned her head, saw Pat and Eve, and let out a long piercing scream.

Davinia shook her head at Serena and “mmphed” furiously. Calm down Serena! Please calm down.

Serena screamed once more and stopped. She was trembling quietly however.

Eve gently cuddled Serena. “It’s okay, just be calm.” Serena now looked puzzled at Eve.

Pat looked at the two captive girls. “Okay, now that I have your attention, I wish to explain some things to you...”
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 8

Postby Headmistress » Tue Apr 24, 2012 10:12 pm

Very hot story - can't wait to see what's next!

If only that web site actually existed in real life.....

Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 9

Postby skybird137 » Thu Apr 26, 2012 5:56 am

Part 9

This is where we get the rules of Danielle’s game. I need to listen closely. Davinia stared at Pat.

“Our employer has sent us here to retrieve a certain item considered to be of value and it seems that you know the whereabouts of this particular object. It would be very helpful if you gave us the name of the item. If you do, we can make the rest of this unfortunate ‘intrusion’ very comfortable.”

Davinia noticed that Eve was whispering something into Serena’s ear. Serena giggled and then blushed furiously. I wonder what you were offered just then, Serena.

“However, if you do not wish to volunteer this information, things will be made ‘less’ comfortable for you. My employer has strict codes concerning behaviour though. Going too far with ‘questioning’ would attract too much attention, which would be a very bad thing. So, there are limits on what we can do to you. Do not try to escape though, as that will be punished severely. We will not tell you what we are allowed to do as that would give you an advantage.”

Oh please, limits on ‘interrogation’ now? Plus an obligatory warning which means ‘don’t get anyone else involved in the game’ Well, ending up with the police finishing this would be very embarrassing, so we don’t want that.

“We will be staying until 10am Monday morning, and then we have to leave. How long you want to make this pleasant or less-pleasant is up to you. Whatever happens, though, you will be left in one piece, our employer is totally strict about that.”

How convenient, two hours before my father and Danielle get home. Now, what is it that they want? Oh no, not that! It couldn’t be that! They are really going to have to work on me to give that up! Not after the trouble the last time someone possessed it!

“Now, we have some more work to do, so if you promise to stay quiet, we will remove your gags so that you may discuss all of this. Do you two promise to remain quiet?” Pat asked.

Davinia and Serena both nodded. They are actually allowing us to talk to each other? They can’t be real burglars. However, maybe doing things like this is important, to make sure that we understand that these are not genuine criminals.

Eve stood behind Serena and Pat went behind Davinia. “Okay, ladies, no talking until we leave the room and when we knock on the door before coming in, you are to go quiet.”

Davinia and Serena then had their harness gags removed, and then Pat and Eve left the room, closing the door behind them.

“Is this for real, or a practical joke?” Serena asked. “When I first saw you like that, I freaked out. But then I realised that you are in the precise same bondage that I am, I stopped. Real burglars wouldn’t waste their time doing that.”

“Well,” Davinia said “the only conclusion that I can come to at present is that Danielle is behind all of this. I don’t know if it’s her sense of humour or if she wants to teach me a lesson over something.”

“What could she want to teach you a lesson about?” Serena asked. “She normally punishes you as soon as possible. I doubt that she would set up something this elaborate as a punishment.”

“There was this one incident, but it wasn’t really my fault.” Davinia said. She then gave a very condensed rundown of the incident with Jenifer Saunders, leaving out the TUGS journal, by just saying that Jennifer had discovered something.

“Wait! You and Danielle were bound, gagged and tied together naked, with a Hitachi Wand torturing you two? In that case, maybe Danielle does want to teach you a lesson. I hope you know to mention this ‘something’ should the situation get too rough.”

“I wish I could tell you what it is,” Davinia said “but you might tell our two ‘captors’ immediately. I really don’t want that thing to fall into another person’s hands a second time.”

“You’re probably right. What I don’t know, I can’t tell about. I hope that you don’t let me suffer too much though. I’ll try my best to resist.” Serena said. “What’s that noise? Are they emptying the entire lorry?”

“They are probably bringing the items for this weekend’s entertainment. I have no idea what terrible things they will do to us, or nice things. For example, I’ve heard that orgasm denial can be a very evil torture.” Davinia shuddered. “They may do things that are very embarrassing to us, as well. Do you know how horrible it is to be tied up and sweaty for a long period of time?”

“Will they ‘torture’ us for all of the time?” asked Serena, looking very worried.

“I think it will be just some of the time. This could very well be stressful for our captors as well.” Davinia answered. “And whatever happens, don’t call for help for real. If this falls apart in that manner, Danielle could be in real trouble, and I don’t want that to happen. Struggling and fighting against out bonds is probably okay, as are fake calls for help.”

“I wish that there was some way we could tell for sure if these are real burglars or not.” Serena said “I would feel so much better if I knew we were not in danger.”

“That is easy.” said Davinia, noting that the sounds outside the living room had stopped, “When they knock on the door, we struggle and call for help, but not too loud. If they react with real threats to hurt us if we continue, we’ll know that they are genuine. If they react in a more playful way, just telling us off and gagging us, we’ll know that this is some kind of game.”

There was a knock on the door. Davinia and Serena started to struggle as much as they could, calling for help at a moderate volume. “Help us! Please help us! We’ve been taken hostage and tightly bound. We’re going to be horribly tortured and our lives made hell! Help someone please!”

By this time, Pat and Eve had opened the door and picked up the gray duct tape. They went over to Serena first, Eve tearing off a long strip of the tape and Pat getting behind Serena, taking hold of her head.

“Let us go you evil fiends!” Serena exclaimed. “You’re not going to get away with this! You’ll be in real trou-“ she was cut off as Pat pushed her jaw up to her mouth and Eve placed the tape over her lips which ran from ear to ear.

“Sultry Serena, if we are evil fiends, then how can we let a lady like you go.” Eve responded. “And we will get away with this.”

Then Eve tore of a second piece of tape which was positioned just under Serena’s nose and a third piece went up from the chin. Serena was now very effectively gagged and was just making “MMPHH!” noises.

“How dare you do that to my friend!” Davinia said. “I’m going to make you pay for what you did to her. You are going to suffer.” By this time Patricia now held Davinia and Eve had torn off another long piece of tape. “You can’t do thi- MMPPHH!”

Eve again tore off two more pieces of tape and then sealed Davinia as effectively as Serena was. “MMMMPPHH!” went Davinia and Serena, still struggling as much as they could in their restrictive bondage.

“Now, darling Davinia.” Pat said “How can you ever hope to make us suffer when you can’t even prevent yourself from being gagged.” Davinia blushed when she realised that her right thigh was being caressed by Pat’s right hand. She blushed even more when she saw Serena being deeply kissed by Eve. Serena struggled and resisted for a second and then surrendered to Eve.

Davinia now felt Pat’s lips pressing against her own gagged lips. She struggled for a second more and then just enjoyed the experience.

Well, at least we know for sure that these ladies are not real intruders. But where did Danielle get such good lookalikes from?

Davinia and Serena just sat there now, enjoying their helplessness....
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 10

Postby skybird137 » Sun Apr 29, 2012 12:05 am

Part 10

Eventually, the two women pulled back from kissing Serena and Davinia. “I think that it’s time to get changed now.” Eve said.

“Shall we get changed in the hallway?” Pat asked. “To spare their blushes?”

“I think that we can change in here. I don’t think Miss Schoolgirl and Miss Dominatrix are going to be bothered with it.” Eve suggested

“Okay, It’ll be good to get out of these overalls.” Pat agreed. They both then sat down on the settee, then carefully removed their boots and socks. Next they stood back up and turned their back to the young ladies. They pulled the zips down all of the way, and slowly slid the overalls off their shoulders. Next the overalls were pushed down to their waist, revealing the black bras they were wearing. Finally, they wriggled the overalls down to their ankles and casually stepped out of them, displaying their black panties.

“Well,” said Eve “shall we go and kiss the girls again, just to tease them?” Pat nodded.

Both ladies then turned, and then walked back to the girls. Eve walked to Serena, while Pat went to Davinia. They then embraced the girls, and gave them a long lingering kiss on their gagged lips. Davinia’s heart was racing when she was kissed, but it wasn’t just the kiss.

OMG! The very faint scars! The lack of a navel! This isn’t a lookalike as no one would have this sort of thing done for imitation purposes. It’s actually Patricia Heaton! And if this is Heaton, that that can only be-!

After the kiss, the ladies drew back again to the settee. Davinia noticed that Serena had the same wide-eyed stare that she had. That confirms it! That is Eva Green as well. What strings did Danielle pull to do this? It is very hard to believe though, that we are actually the bondage captives of Eva Green and Patricia Heaton.

By now the ladies had taken their black leggings out of their bags and put them on. Next, they took out their black cotton blouses and buttoned them up. Patricia’s seemed a little too small and it looked like her cleavage was going to overflow. Now, they each put on a pair of black shoes.

“You know,” said Eva, giggling “It is a wonderful day outside. Maybe we should go in the garden for a little while.”

“That’s a very good idea, Eve.” Patricia replied “I think it will do our captives good to get a little sun.”

By now, Serena and Davinia were shaking their heads and making pleading noises through their gags. “MMMMMM!” they said to the ladies.

Patricia had now walked over to the two girls and untied the ropes binding their legs together. “You can always tell me what my employer wants then, ladies. That way will spare you any blushes.” Davinia shook her head at this.

Patricia now pulled Davinia up to a standing position, while Eva had now gone over to Serena and lifted Serena out of the chair.

“In that case, you well-tied-wenches, you are going in the garden.” Eva said. “Now go!” With that, Eva gave Serena a solid, stinging spank on the bottom. Davinia received the same from Patricia.

“MMPPHHH!” the girls aid in protest. Now the girls slowly and steadily hopped out of the living room. I’m already warm and we’ve only just made it to the hallway. Davinia noted that there were more boxes in the hallway now. I wonder what terrors are in there waiting for us. Davinia hopped along, with Serena in tow and they cautiously made their way to the kitchen.

There are even more boxes in here. What did they do, empty a torture chamber? Davinia and Serena slowly made their way through the kitchen and to the back door. Patricia then went over to the back door and opened it. “Hop away.”

Davinia and then Serena very nervously hopped outside. This is making my heart race, even though I’m sure that no-one can see over the wall. They cleared the doorway, allowing Patricia and Eva to step out.

Patricia was carrying two deck chairs, while Eva was carrying a partially inflated air bed. I can understand the deck chairs for those two to sit on, but why does Eva have the air bed?

Patricia now set up the deck chairs, and then sat on one, while Eva sat in the other. Eva now continued inflating the air bed. “Why have you two stopped? Start hopping or there will be two sore bottoms.” Patricia warned.

Davinia and Serena started to slowly hop around the garden We must both look a sight, dressed as we are, plus the fact that we’re bound and gagged. I hope we don’t have to do this for too long, it takes a lot out of you having to hop around like this.

After a short period of time, Davinia noticed that Eva had blown up the air bed to nearly full. “Okay you two, hop over here.” She ordered. Serena and Davinia did so, taking more care on the grass. Within a few minutes, they were standing in front of Eva.

“Now, if you two bondagettes would be so good as to get on your knees.” Eva requested, with a tone that suggested to do otherwise would not be a good idea.

In tight bondage like this, you might as well ask us to fly to the moon. We have very little control over our balance in any case. But I don’t think that these ladies are going to take no for an answer.

Davinia started to lower herself on the balls of her feet, but it was difficult in her stilettos. She bent her knees as much as she could, trying to get closer to the ground. Nearly there, nearly- SHIT! Unable to control her balance properly at this point, Davinia toppled over to her right, and gave a squeal as she did so. Davinia then giggled as she watched Serena also fail miserably at trying to kneel.

“Well, that was to be expected.” Eva said. “Patricia, you could put them into the kneeling position?” she asked.

“Certainly.” Patricia answered. She put Davinia on her knees and then placed Serena so that she was facing Davinia and their knees were touching. “Now you two, kneel up straight.” She ordered.

Davinia and Serena did so, and found their bodies pressing against each other. What has Patricia got in store for us now? Patricia now picked up a long coil of rope and wrapped a few loops around the girls’ legs, just above the knees before tying it fast. Then she wrapped three loops around the top of the legs, just below the bottom again tying it firm. This was repeated at the waist, the elbows and just below the shoulders. This left the girls tied together from the knees to the shoulders, kneeling helplessly in the grass.

I feel so vulnerable right now, positioned like this. If either of us move a muscle, we are going to fall over sideways, with no chance of breaking our fall. Davinia then looked to her right as Eva stood up and placed the air bed in a position where the girls would land if they fell to Davinia’s right. I think they are going to use this to scare us, they wouldn’t actually push us over?

The girls now looked worried as Patricia placed her right hand on Davinia’s left shoulder. “Now, I wonder how far I can push you before you topple over.” Pat said.

At this the girls squealed through their gags and shook their heads in protest. No, if you push us, we can’t do anything to break our fall! Please don’t! “If you want to stop this, then all you need to do is tell us what we are after.” Patricia then started to press against Davinia’s shoulder. OMG! We are going to fall and there’s nothing we can do about it!

“MMMMMMMM!” screamed the girls through their gags as their felt their bodies being pushed away from the vertical. They were shaking their heads vigorously to persuade Patricia not to do this, but she was unmoved.

Patricia now pushed Davinia a bit harder now. “That’s nearly it, hehe.” The girls kept still now, not even daring to shake their heads. This is it! Patricia pushed just a little more and the girls lost their centre of gravity....

The girls screamed now as they knew that they were going to fall. It seemed like slow motion to Davinia for the first moment, and then she felt the fear of toppling towards the ground. Within a moment she and Serena fell onto the air bed and lay there, unable to do anything else. My heart is racing like crazy now. It was perfectly safe, but terrifying at the same time.

Patricia was now lifting them up into the upright position again. Not a second time, please! Pat now pushed on Serena’s right, causing her to struggle like crazy. This caused the girls to fall over, right there and then. “MMMMMMPH!” they cried as they hit the air bag.

Please don’t do any more. Davinia realised that Serena was on the verge of panic. They were lifted back up again and Patricia was pushing them gently towards toppling again. Again they went through the fall, causing Serena to scream even more.

If they push Serena much more like this, they might get a result that Danielle would not like. Davinia looked at Eva and then at the panicking Serena to try and get her attention.

As Patricia reached for Davinia and Serena, Eva said “I think Serena has reached her limit with this. Given how her body might react if you do this again, I think that these two should rest for a little while.”

“Yes, you’re right, I don’t want Serena to end up doing that to herself. We should take the chairs in and let these two rest, so that they may regain their composure.” Patricia replied. She and Eva then picked up a deck chair each and walked into the house via the back door, leaving Serena and Davinia to recover on the air bed...
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 11

Postby skybird137 » Mon Apr 30, 2012 1:39 am

Part 11

A few minutes later, Patricia and Eva walked back out, carrying a large blanket. What are they going to do, wrap us up in it? Serena was looking at the blanket with fear in her eyes.

“Don’t worry, it’s not for anything nasty.” Eva said. The two women laid the blanket out on the ground, and then they went over to the girls. Davinia and Serena were picked up by their bindings and carried over to the middle of the blanket. Patricia then lay behind Davinia and Eva was behind Serena.

Davinia watched as Serena’s face suddenly took on a surprised look and then her cheeks blushed. I wonder what Eva did to Sere- OMG! What’s Patricia doing! That’s my thigh, and I’m being groped by her! Davinia writhed helplessly as she now felt both thighs being caressed by Patricia.

“MMMM!” Davinia squealed through her gag as Patricia now groped her bottom. I can’t stop you from doing anything to me. I hope you don’t have a completely free reign. Now Davinia felt Patricia’s hands gently caress the side of her body, as kisses were now planted on Davinia’s left neck and shoulder.

I think I could like this a lot now- OMG, those are my breasts. Davinia now moaned through her gag as her breasts were gently touched and caressed. I noticed somewhere that they avoided, so I think there must have been restrictions placed on their behaviour.

Now, the two ladies drew back for a moment and Eva said “I think that we should unhitch these two from each other, so that we can have more fun with them.”

“Okay,” Patricia replied. “I’ll untie the rope.” Patricia then knelt down beside the girls and untied the rope that held them together. Then Eva rolled Serena over to face her, while Davinia was turned over onto her back and then her left side, so that she was snug into Patricia. Patricia now kissed Davinia on her neck, cheek and gagged lips. Hmmmmm, I could really get to like this, I hope that there will be more of this over the weekend.

This went on for quite a while, with both girls being kissed and caressed by the ladies. At this point though, the sun went behind the clouds and the air got chilly. “It looks like it will be raining soon, so I think we had better get the girls back into the house.” Eva said.

Yes, it would be a good idea to go back indoors.” said Patricia, now helping get Davinia and Serena back on their feet. “Hop back inside girls.” Patricia followed Davinia and Serena as they hopped towards the back door. Eva picked up and folded the blanket, and then carried the blanket into the house.

Davinia and Serena got through the back door when Patricia said “Back to the living room now.” The two girls continued until they hopped into the room and waited for Patria and Eva to enter. “Lie down on the floor, you two.” Davinia and Serena struggled a little, but eventually managed to get on their sides on the floor.

“On your backs, young ladies.” Patricia ordered. Davinia and Serena protested through their gags. If we have to lie like that, it will be very uncomfortable for us. “You know that all you have to do is give us what we want, so if you don’t want to do that, lie on your backs.” The two young ladies groaned through their gags as they placed themselves onto their backs.

Davinia squirmed as she lay on her bound arms. This is not a good position to be in, and it will get worse before long. If Serena can’t hold this, I may have to surrender the information for her sake. Davinia now tried to get into the best position she was able to, so that she could last as long as possible. I just hope that cramp doesn’t set in, that would be a very big problem.

Davinia spent some time on the floor on their backs, moaning through their gags and shifting their bodies to get some relief on their arms. But this was getting more awkward by the minute. Davinia glanced at Serena and it almost seemed like that Serena was gritting her teeth under her gag. I think my arms are really starting to go numb now, and I have lost feeling in my hands. Davinia rolled onto her side so that her hands were clearly visible to the two women.

Patricia noticed Davinia’s actions, stared at her hands and said “Eve, I think Serena needs to be put on her side. We don’t want any injury to happen to these girls.” Eva quickly went over to Serena and rolled her onto her side. Both girls now had their arms and hands massaged until pins and needles set back in. The girls moaned and complained at the pain being caused.

“Don’t worry; the blood flow will be back to normal soon.” Eva said “I really think that placing anyone in this position is not a good idea in future. Just lie on your sides, ladies, we’ll sort something new out in a minute.”

After about ten minutes, Serena was laid on her side with her back to the settee, and her head at the right side of the settee. Her legs were then placed at a right angle to the body. Davinia was also positioned with her back to the settee, her head was to the left side of the settee, and her legs were also placed in a 90 degree position. This left both girls' legs touching and parallel to each other.

Patricia now took the long rope that was used in the garden and proceeded to tie the two girls’ legs together. She started at the upper thighs, then the mid-thighs, just above the knees, below the knees and finally at the ankles. Then with both girls’ legs solidly tied together, Patricia lifted up the girls’ feet and turned the girls over so that their legs were now at a 45 degree angle and resting on the settee. Well, we’re still not on our backs so this position is better. Wait, what’s Eva doing? Eva had now stood up and sat down on the settee, next to the girls feet. Then she said “Can I do this Pat, I always find it to be so much fun.”

“Sure,” Patricia said. “I know how you always love doing this.” Davinia and Serena watched as Eva first removed Davinia’s stiletto’s, and then unbuckled and removed Serena’s schoolgirl brogues. Eva then put the shoes down on the floor and stared at the girls’ feet.

Oh God! She’s going to tickle our feet! And with our legs tied together like this, there’s nothing we can do! We can’t even try to pull our feet away because our legs are tied together. We are going to really suffer.

“Look at these poor little defenceless feet, just dying to be scratched. I’m afraid that I really can’t resist these.”

Again Davinia and Serena shook their heads and squealed in protest, but it was useless.

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!” screamed the two girls through their gags as their bodies struggled and wriggled on the floor. Their legs stayed in place as Eva held onto their feet, gently raking her fingernails along the sole. Pleasepleaseplease! Stopstopstopstop! Davinia’s head now flailed about as she lost control of her movements

After what seemed like forever, Eva stopped, allowing the two girls to get their breath back. I think that this is only the first part. Davinia tried hard to breath in as much air through her nose, as she knew the torment would start again soon.

Nononononono! Davinia screamed out, and again she was squirming and squealing. All she experienced was the torment on her feet. Then it paused. “This is wonderful. I shall have to do some more.” Eva cruelly dug her nails into the girls’ feet, causing them to again scream and fight against their bonds.

Eva carried this on for some time, tickling the girls feet for a little while and then stopping, allowing them a chance to recover. I wonder what is happening to poor Serena. Is she coping? I can’t even see her from here.

“Oh dear, you two look completely worn out, and I think that I need to take a little break too.” Eva stopped got up and walked over to one of the chairs which was now facing the settee. The two girls just lay there, still with their legs lying against the edge of the settee. I don’t think that this is over yet though. Patricia might take over and then we will have to suffer all over again.

After some time had passed, Eva said “Pat, would you like to torture our poor helpless captives. I’m sure that they would enjoy it.” Patricia walked over to the settee now, ignoring the poor captives’ pleas for mercy.

No, please don’t, not again! Davinia tried to pull against the ropes, but they still held fast. “Now ladies, ready for some more fun?” The girls shook their heads. “No? Pity then, because you will hate this.” Patricia slowly raked her fingernails over the girls’ defenceless soles. Again the girls went into a paroxysm of writhing and wriggling as they were made to suffer again and again.

Like Eva, there were breaks in-between the tickling. How long has this been going on for? I can’t see the time from here. Davinia screamed again as the soles of her feet felt like they were on fire.

Finally, Patricia stopped “These two really do seem worn out, maybe we should give them a bit of a rest.”

Eva nodded “That was quite intense. Maybe we should untie their legs from each other and let them rest for a while.”

Patricia now untied the rope binding Davinia’s and Serena’s legs together. Then the two helpless girls were laid side by side on the floor, facing each other. Davinia looked into Serena’s face, but apart from being very flushed, she seemed okay. I do hope that you’ bearing up under all of this. I think I need to make the most of this rest, I need to be ready for the next ordeal. Davinia now shut her eyes and rested...
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 12

Postby skybird137 » Tue May 01, 2012 6:18 am

Part 12

“MMPH!” Davinia awoke to her bottom being pinched, and she noticed that Serena was also conscious. I guess that they woke you up the same way. I wonder what they have lined up for us now.

Patricia was kneeling by Davinia. “I know that there is no delicate way to put this, but do either of you two need well, need a bathroom break?” she asked.

Davinia and Serena both nodded. It will give us both a chance to rest a little more, and we don’t know what lies ahead. Davinia was picked up by Patricia and made to sit on the settee, while Serena was taken out of the room. After about ten minutes, Serena was brought back into the living room and made to sit on Davinia’s right. Davinia noticed that Serena was looking a bit wide-eyed. Come on, that can’t be your first bondage bathroom break! You must have had one before.

“Your turn now, Davinia.” said Patricia. Davinia got up and hopped out of the living room and it was then that she noticed what seemed to be a slide on the stairs. Davinia was now made to lie down on the slide and was pulled up to the top of the stairs. Then she was taken into the bathroom and helped with her break.

Davinia was then taken back downstairs and placed back on the settee on Serena’s left. A few minutes later, Eva walked in. “I’ve got lunch ready for our captives. Shall we take them into the kitchen?” she asked.

“Yes, I’ll just blindfold them so it’ll be a surprise.” Patricia picked up a pair of sleep masks and placed them over Serena’s and then Davinia’s eyes. Why are we blindfolded? Are they going to commit some terrible act on us in the kitchen?

Davinia and Serena were now made to stand up and slowly hop their way to the kitchen, and Davinia noticed that someone was holding onto her chest ropes. Added safety measure, they don’t want us to fall and hurt ourselves.

After a minute or so, Davinia felt the floor change. We must be in the kitchen now. She felt herself being lowered down to the floor, placed on her front, and then felt her ankles being brought up to her wrists. Davinia now felt a rope being wrapped between her wrist and ankle bindings before being tied off. I guess that Serena is as hogtied as I am. I hope that she’s okay. Davinia now felt the tape being removed from her face. “No speaking until we leave, and also pick your heads up off the ground.” Patricia ordered. Davinia did so, and heard something slide underneath her head on the ground.

“Close your eyes, and don’t open them until we leave the room.” Eva said. Davinia closed her eyes, and felt her sleep mask being removed. She listened to the sounds of two people leaving and then heard the door closing.

“We can’t eat like this!” Serena said. Davinia opened her eyes and saw the low bowl of dry, cubed, multicoloured objects beneath her head. “They’re making us eat like animals!” Serena almost squealed. Davinia looked to her left. There was a bowl full of water, with a drinking straw taped to it, within easy reach on Davinia’s head. She took an experimental sip of the water and it tasted fine.

“The water is okay, Serena, you should take a sip.” Davinia looked to her right and saw Serena, as hogtied as herself, looking worried. Davinia sniffed at the food below her. “It smells okay to me.” Then she reached down, picked up a cube with her lips, and then chewed and swallowed it. “It tastes good as well. I would suggest you eat it, Serena, it is okay.”

Davinia watched as Serena picked up a piece and ate it. “Well, it is good.” Serena said. “But it is an embarrassing way to eat.”

“Well, what else do you expect, Serena. We’re helpless girls in bondage at the hands of semi-evil ‘captors’. Real villains would have force fed us something really nasty, or make us go without food and water completely.” Davinia replied, before eating some more of her lunch. It is embarrassing though, making us eat like this, but they are supposed to be the bad ‘guys’. I think that we should be slow about eating our meal, though. “Serena.” Davinia said quietly.

“Yes, Davinia?”

“Take your time when eating this meal, it will delay whatever they have planned for us after lunch. I think they might have something special planned in here after the meal. Have you seen the two chairs to our left?”

Two kitchen chairs had been placed about four feet away from each other. It looked like they were facing each other’s front, then rotated 90 degrees clockwise so that now the left sides were facing.

“That has been set up for something, Davinia. Those chairs haven’t ended up that way by accident.” Serena went back to slowly eating her meal.

“Woof.” said Davinia, causing Serena to giggle. I’m glad you can still be amused, at least for now. The two girls slowly ate their food and sipped their water until it was finished.

A few minutes later, Eva and Patricia knocked on the door and walked back into the room. Davinia watched as Eva removed Serena’s hogtie rope and then placed Serena on her feet. Then, Davinia felt her own hogtie rope being removed by Patricia and then being helped to stand up.

Patricia looked at the two helpless teens and said “Open your mouths wide, girls.” Davinia and Serena did as they were ordered.

“MPH!” went the two girls as the balls from the harness gags were inserted into their mouths. Davinia felt the straps of the gag being buckled down tightly. I feel like my teeth are pressing into the gag now, and it’s very hard to swallow. Why do I need to swallow now? OMG, saliva is building up in my mouth! This is going to be embarrassing.

Davinia now blushed as a trickle of saliva now leaked out of the right side of her mouth. She turned to look at Serena, whose cheeks were going crimson and who was starting to drool as well. This is mean, was there something in the food, or is this just natural? Davinia now felt the saliva reach her chin and then start to drop onto her blouse.

Davinia noticed that Eva was now sitting on the far kitchen chair, with Serena standing in front of her, and they were facing each other. “Come with me, droolie.” Patricia said, walking to the near chair and then sitting in it. Davinia hopped over to where she would be in front of Patricia, leaving spots of saliva on the floor as she did so.

“Are you going to give us the information?” Patricia asked. Davinia shook her head. Making me drool is not going to give you what you want. “But you have to tell us if you are a good girl. If you don’t tell us, then we will have to think that you are a bad girl. See, you’re already making a mess on the floor.”

Davinia suddenly got a worried expression on her face. I hope that this is not leading to what it seems like... “I’m afraid Eva, that we have two naughty girls on our hands.”

“I’m afraid so, Pat, and there’s only one way to deal with naughty girls.” Eva replied.

Davinia and Serena squealed as they were grabbed by Patricia and Eva respectively. Suddenly, Davinia found herself lying across Patricia’s lap, facing left. This meant that she was now looking straight at a very embarrassed Serena who was now blushing furiously. I think my own face must look like that, and I think that soon, our bottoms will be the same colour. Davinia watched Serena as she now drooled uncontrollably. I feel that this is happening to me too. We can’t swallow anything at this angle. The only way it’s leaving is through the mouth.

“See,” said Eva “they are making an even worse mess on the floor now. They really do deserve a good spanking.”

“But they are very naughty, because they are keeping secrets for themselves as well. You know what that means.” Patricia said. Davinia squealed in protest as she felt her skirt being hitched up even more and her panties being pulled down. Then she watched in shock as Serena’s panties were pulled down. OMG! we’re going to be given bare-bottom spankings?

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH!” Davinia screamed though her gag at the very stinging blow to her bottom. She wriggled and struggled, but she was unable to free herself from Patricia’s left hand, which was holding her down. “MMMMMMMPH!” Another sharp blow landed on her unprotected bottom, and then she watched Serena cry out through her gag as her bottom received a blow from Eva’s right hand. we are not only being punished, but we have to watch each other being punished as well!

Davinia squealed four more times as the impacts landed on her bottom. Then she felt a nice, smoothing sensation, where she had been hit. That is nice after the spanking, but it’s not over yet. Then she realised something else. I’m getting aroused now! Is this their true intention?

Davinia shouted out as six more blows hit her on her defenceless posterior, causing her to struggle like crazy, which in turn made her pull the crotch-rope right into herself. She now audibly moaned as her bottom was smoothed again. If they spank us much more, I think that Serena and I are both going to end up having orgasms.

The cycle of spanks and smoothing continued, and Davinia occasionally looked at Serena to check how she was. Then, after some spanks that were harder than usual, Serena closed her eyes, let out a very loud cry, and then went into shivers and shudders. I see you got there first, Serena. I’m so close myself, just a little more...

Davinia received another six spanks, and then: Yes, YES! YESSSSSSSS- Davinia gave out a long, loud cry as she was overwhelmed by her orgasm. All she knew was the feeling of joy that swept through her.

When Davinia came back to reality, so to speak, she noticed something was different. I’m lying on my front, on the chair, facing Serena, and I seem to be tied to it in some way. She noticed that Serena, who was lying across the other chair, seemed to have some rope tied to her chest bindings, that went under the chair and were then tied to the ropes around her mid-thighs. I must be tied the same way as Serena then. OWWW!

“One of us will check on you every few minutes, captives.” said Eva, who then caused Davinia to again cry out by giving her bottom another spank. “You will get more spanks when we come in, because you two have been very, very naughty girls.” Eva then walked out of the room

This went on for about an hour, with the two girls getting a few more hard spanks each time one of the ladies came in to check on them. I don’t know which is worse, the spankings or the fact that we are still drooling. I hope they both stop soon...
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 13

Postby skybird137 » Thu May 03, 2012 8:14 am

Part 13

Finally, the two women entered. What is it going to be now, more spanks for us? Eva went over and untied Serena from her chair, while Patricia removed the ropes that bound Davinia to the other chair. Both girls Both girls had their panties pulled back up, and then were then made to sit on the chairs, causing them to wince because of their sore bottoms.

“You can relax, girls.” said Patricia “We are going to take most of these ropes off you for a little while. No trying to escape while we are doing this.”

These ropes are getting a bit uncomfortable now, this might allow us to relax. Davinia felt the crotch-rope being removed from her body, and saw the same being done to Serena. The waist and chest ropes were then untied, followed by the elbows and wrists being freed.

Davinia’s arms were now brought in front of her and gently tied together palm to palm at the wrists. She noticed that Serena was also tied together the same way. Now, her thigh ropes were untied, followed by the ropes around her knees, and then her ankles. Patricia then retied her ankles, but the bonds were more gently, even though they were still just as secure.

“Now you two girls, hop into the living room and sit in the chairs.” Patricia ordered. Davinia and Serena did as they were told, finding it a lot easier with just their hands and feet bound.

After the two girls were sitting in the chairs, Eva said “We are doing this because your bodies need a chance to rest. We don’t want any body parts falling off. Well, not yet, anyway. Enjoy your rest, it will get gruelling later.”

Davinia writhed a little, testing her bonds. Even though these ties are gentler, they are still just as secure. We need to take the most of our break, because they will put us through something worse. Davinia rested in her chair...

“Wakey, wakey.” Patricia said. Davinia felt herself being gently shook. I must have dozed off in this chair. What do they want to do to us now? She watched as her elbows were pulled together in front of her by Patricia, bound with the white rope, and cinched firmly. Another length of rope was then used to bind her legs together, below the knees. She looked over at Serena and noticed that she had been tied up in the same way by Eva.

Eva then took Serena out of the chair, and laid her on the floor, on her left side with her back to the settee. Serena’s arms were then laid out 90 degrees from her body, with her elbows placed in a 90 degree angle. Her legs were then bent at a right angle from her hips and the knees were also bent at the same amount. It looked like her lower legs and forearms were part of one long line.

Davinia was guided by Patricia off the chair, until she was lying on her left, facing the settee and Serena’s legs. Patricia now bent Davinia’s arms and legs in the same fashion. It was then that she realised that her elbows were touching Serena’s knees, and vice versa. I would guess that my arms are going to be tied to her legs, and her legs to my arms. Eva took out a length of rope and first securely tied Davinia’s elbows to Serena’s knees and then Davinia’s wrists to Serena’s ankles. While this was going on, Davinia could feel her own knees being tied to Serena’s elbows, and then her own ankles bound to Serena’s wrists.

Well, we aren’t going anywhere like this. Are they going to leave us like this, or is there something planned? Davinia watched as Patricia picked up two long pieces of rope, and handed them to Eva. “This is the part that you like to do, Eva.” Patricia said. Eva gave an evil smile and walked to where the girls were bound on the floor.

Eva knelt by Davinia, taking one end of the long piece of rope and wrapping it around Davinia’s waist, before tying it off with a secure knot on the front. Then she threaded the rope between Davinia’s legs, over and around the waist rope at the back, then again through Davinia’s legs and then over the waist rope at the front. Then Eva took the second long piece of rope and performed the same operation on Serena. I don’t think that Eva is finished yet, the other end of the rope isn’t tied to anything.

Eva now took hold of the first rope and pulled it hard. “MMPH!” cried Davinia as the rope bit into her womanhood, causing her to feel like an electric shock had gone through her. She writhed at the pleasure the action gave her, wondering if there is more to follow. Then Davinia noticed that her elbows and Serena’s knees were being brought ‘down', pulling their bodies closer together. After this, Eva looped the rope around the binding holding Davinia’s elbows to Serena’s knees, and then tied it off tightly. If I struggle with my elbows, this is going to pull on my womanhood. OMG! It won’t just be me pulling, it will be Serena as well!

Davinia now heard a squeal from Serena. It seems like Eva pulled the rope tight on her now. Davinia now felt her knees being pulled up and something being tied there. This was followed by a moan from Serena. That’s Serena’s crotch-rope tied into place. wait- ooooo, that’s good! The tying off caused Serena to writhe, which then made her pull on Davinia’s crotch-rope, forcing Davinia to squirm. It’s like a chain reaction! We affect each other and then it affects ourselves, and it can go back and forth.

Now, Davinia and Serena both started to writhe and moan as they involuntarily pleasured each other’s womanhood. This is insane! We can’t stop this at all. Any movement I make will cause Serena to move, and then she will make me move.

Patricia and Eva were now sitting in the chairs, watching the two helpless girls. “Ooh, they look so cute, squirming and wriggling like that. How long do you think it will be, five minutes maybe.” Eva asked.

“Possible not even that with the way they are moving.” Patricia answered. “Girls, if you can keep from reaching orgasm in ten minutes, we will remove your crotch-ropes. If you fail, you will remain like that for an hour.”

Be like this for an hour! I don’t think that we can last ten minutes before becoming exhausted. Oh Godddd, this is sooo good...Davinia was sighing and moaning with each movement from Serena. This then caused Davinia to writhe and pull, causing the same effect on Serena.

By now, both girls were crying out at every little movement. “They sound wonderful like that, maybe we should leave them like that for the rest of the day.” Eva said.

“I’m reminded of the phrase ‘Tie two birds together, and even though they have four wings, they cannot fly’ These two ‘birds’ however, are going to do a lot of flying, lol.” Patricia remarked.

Davinia now felt the feelings in her womanhood build up toward fulfilment now. Just a little more, Please just a little. Oh, YESSSSSSSSS! Davinia’s whole body shook and writhed with the pleasure of orgasm. Her extreme movements then forced Serena to climax as well, causing her to scream and convulse.

Davinia was now just lying there, trying to gather her thoughts. Just stay still, don’t move a muscle. Then Davinia’s legs twitched involuntarily, eliciting a moan from Serena, plus a movement of her legs. Davinia moaned and moved as her crotch-rope was pulled again. There’s no way we can stop now, we are headed for this all over again!

Within ten minutes, the poor helpless writhing and moaning girls had again reached their climaxes. The remainder of the hour became a pleasurable torture for the two helpless ladies as they continued the cycle of struggle and orgasm...
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 14

Postby skybird137 » Sun May 06, 2012 9:35 am

Part 14

Davinia felt the rope connecting her elbows to her womanhood being cut. Moments later, she felt that the other rope had been cut too. She now tried to relax and stretch out, along with Serena.

That was heaven and hell! I’m glad that it’s over now. I’m not surprised that the rope was cut, it would have impossible to untie with our struggles. I really hope Serena got through this okay. But I just need to get a little rest though. Davinia rested for a little while in her bonds, attempting to get as comfortable as possible.

“Okay, you two ladies, you’ve had enough rest for the moment. It’s time to put you into a different position.” Patricia said. Davinia watched as the ropes binding her forearms to Serena’s legs were removed by Patricia. Then she noticed that her own legs were free. That would probably be done by Eva.

Next, Davinia felt herself being placed in a sitting position, with her back against the settee. Then, Patricia brought Davinia’s knees up close to her chest and brought her hands down to her ankles. She then watched as Patricia picked up a length of rope and bound her wrists to her ankles, and then took another length and tied her elbows to her knees. Davinia looked to her left and noticed that Serena had been bound in the same way.

So, we’re now a couple of regular Bettie pages. This is a difficult position, because you are immobile and you have very little movement. She watched as Patricia and Eva now sat in the chairs looking at them. I wonder how long we are going to stay like this. It was then that Davinia also noticed that her blouse was sticking to her skin in places. How much did I perspire during that last hour? This is going to be a real problem for both of us. If these clothes rub against our skin, it’s going to be very unpleasant for the duration of our captivity. With a glance, Davinia saw that Serena’s blouse was also soaked in places. I can see us both with rashes before tomorrow at this rate. I hope we can get these clothes off, even if it means being bound in our underwear.

Davinia tried to resist pulling at her bonds as she was already damp enough. I don’t want to perspire any more, as it will make things worse for me.

“Do you think that it’s time to put these girls back to back now, Eva?” Patricia asked.

“Yes, it’s time for the next interrogation.” answered Eva. Davinia and Serena were now pulled about a foot away from the settee, and then Davinia was turned about 90 degrees to the right. I’m guessing that Serena was turned the other way. Next, Davinia now felt herself being moved back slightly, until she felt Serena’s back touching her own. Then Patricia picked up a long coil of the white sash cord and wound it around the two girls’ midriffs, binding them both together. Davinia then felt the rope being looped around the ropes and between the girls’ bodies, cinching the tie.

“There we are.” Patricia said “Two bookend Bettie Pages. Now to get the torture devices, so that we can use them on our victims.” Patricia then walked out of the room, leaving Eva to guard the captives, as if they needed guarding.

Torture devices? What the hell is Patricia getting! Davinia squealed in protest at Patricia’s comment.

“Don’t worry, darling Davinia. You’ll find out very soon.” Eva said. Davinia heard Serena cry out as well. She must be as worried as I am.

Davinia heard Patricia walk back into the room. This was instantly followed by a scream from Serena and the feeling of struggling. “Relax my dear, we haven’t even started on you.” Eva said. Davinia could even feel Serena shaking her head now, and cries that almost sounded like “Please no” were coming from her.

What is it they have? What has Serena seen that scared her so much? Davinia turned her head as far as she could, but couldn’t see what the women possessed that caused Serena so much fear.

Then Davinia heard a buzzing sound, and immobilised as she was, Serena really struggled and strained against her bonds, accompanied by a half screaming, half giggling cry. After 30 seconds the sound stopped, and Serena’s sounds and movements subsided. Patricia now walked around to Davinia’s front. “Your turn now.” she said. Davinia noticed that Patricia held an electric toothbrush in her right hand!

Patricia quickly switched the toothbrush on and applied the bristles to Davinia’s feet. Davinia gave a shrieking cry through her gag, and squirmed involuntarily as the shock of the feeling hit her. She tried to twist and turn, even though there was very little give. After thirty seconds, Patricia shut off the toothbrush. Serena started to scream and struggle behind Davinia and a buzzing noise was also heard.

Oh My God! They are torturing us thirty seconds at a time. I’d better get as much air in as possible! Davinia started to breathe deeply and quickly, so she could be better prepared for the oncoming onslaught.

Serena’s torture stopped, and now Davinia was suffering from Patricia’s application of the toothbrush. She screamed and squirmed as it was being placed at sensitive area’s on her legs. It seemed like forever, but after another half-minute it ended and it was Serena’s turn to suffer in torment.

Davinia found the interval all too short before it was her turn. The brush was now being pressed against her sides by Patricia, making her cry out and giggle.

The torment went back and forth, with the helpless girls being tormented all over by their captors. Eventually, the two women stopped and put away the devices. Davinia was very thankful for this, and she could hear Serena breathing heavily. I have to calm down now. Not only was the tickling awful, but I can feel the perspiration dripping off my face. I can only guess, but Serena is in exactly the same condition.

Eva left the room and came back with a bowl of water and some kitchen towels, Patricia mopped the perspiration off Davinia, while Eva saw to Serena. Patricia then untied the girls from each other and placed them both with their backs to the settee.

As Davinia looked at her clothing, she realised that the situation was worse than before. It is already starting to itch. How long will it be before it becomes raw?

Patricia spotted Davinia’s worried face. “Our employer gave us instructions that you were not to be undressed and were to remain clothed. However, leaving you clothed like this could create ‘problems’ Therefore, if you two wish, we can remove your skirts and blouses and we will then dry your bodies off. Is this acceptable?” she said.

Davinia thought for a moment and then nodded her head with Serena nodding a few moments later. At least we can get out of these soaking items.

The women then untied all of the girls’ bonds, except for those around their wrists and ankles. Serena was then made to stand up and her skirt was undone first by Eva, which then fell to the floor. Then Eva undid the buttons on Serena’s blouse, lifted Serena’s arms into the air, pulled the blouse over Serena’s head, lowered her arms and then pulled the blouse up to her wrists. Patricia then held Serena’s arms while Eva untied the wrists, removed the blouse, and then retied Serena’s wrists palm to palm. This process was then repeated with Davinia

Now, the two young ladies were having the sweat cleaned off them. At least this won’t chafe or rub. That would have been pure murder. Danielle would have been furious if that had happened to us. Finally Davinia and Serena were cleaned of their sweat.

“Okay ladies, time for your next position.” Eva said.

The two girls groaned at the thought of more interrogation. I may have to give up my secret soon. I’m not sure that Serena can take much more...
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 15

Postby skybird137 » Thu May 10, 2012 7:58 am

Part 15

Patricia and Eva now made the two girls stand facing each other in the centre of the room. Then, the ropes that bound the two girls’ ankles were untied. Davinia was made to sit down, with her legs out from her body and with her feet about two foot apart. Serena was then made to sit facing Davinia, with her legs wrapped around Davinia’s body.

Davinia now had her hands lifted up into the air by Patricia, while Eva positioned Serena’s hands so they were now between Davinia’s arms. Patricia then brought Davinia’s hands down in an arc over Serena’s arms until Davinia was now hugging Serena. Serena’s arms were then brought down over Davinia’s head and shoulders and down further so that Davinia was now being hugged.

Patricia now took hold of Davinia’s legs and placed the ankles in a crossed position behind Serena’s back, with the right ankle above the left, and Davinia could feel Serena’s legs being moved behind her by Eva. Then Davinia felt rope being wrapped around her ankles, both horizontally and vertically before being cinched and tied off. By the movement and actions behind me, I would guess that Serena’s ankles are bound in the same way. Davinia now noticed that rope was being tied to her wrist bindings and then to her ankles, putting her in a forward hogtie. Then Davinia noticed that Serena was also placed in the same type of tie.

Now we seem to be in an enforced hug, with both our arms and our legs around each other. Well, I’d better make the most of it. Davinia now hugged Serena as best as she could, with her arms and legs. She could feel Serena responding now, as they now cuddled each other. Davinia nuzzled Serena’s cheek with her own, and the girls rubbed their faces against each other and tried to kiss each other, even with their gags on.

“What a pair of cute, cuddling captives.” Eva said “Shall we give them some tongues to play with?”

“We could do I suppose. Ladies, we are going to change your gags. Be quiet while we do so.” Patricia said. Eva now went behind Serena and removed her gag, while Davinia’s own gag was removed by Patricia.

“Now, close your eyes, open your mouths wide and stick out your tongues as far as you can.” Eva said. Davinia did as she was instructed, assuming that Serena was doing the same. She suddenly felt an intense pressure across her tongue from left to right, on the top and the bottom. Next, she felt movement as if something was being done to the left and right of her tongue.

“You can open your eyes now. Eva said to the two girls. Davinia did so and instantly giggled, causing her to bite down on the two chopsticks, one above and one below her tongue. You do look silly like that, Serena, and I think I must look just as absurd. Davinia saw that Serena’s tongue was protruding as far out of her mouth as it could, with a chopstick above and below it. There was a rubber band wound around the chopsticks on either side on Serena’s tongue, forcing the chopsticks together and almost flattening Serena’s tongue.

So, this must be what it’s like to be chopstick gagged. I can’t pull my tongue back into my mouth because of the chopsticks, and it hurts if I even try. I can’t close my mouth because I would then press the chopsticks into my tongue. I don’t think that I can even swallow properly. Davinia noticed the saliva that was already starting to build in her mouth. I’m sorry Serena, but I think I’m going to end up drooling all over you, seeing as we’re tied together..

Davinia now gently caressed Serena’s tongue with her own, cuddling her at the same time. Serena then ran her tongue along Davinia’s lips as best she could, given the restriction of their gags. The two girls kissed with their tongues, and also used their tongues to caress each other’s faces. At least we have some contact now, even if it’s a little unusual. I know that they will stop us eventually, so we must make the most of this.

This went on for some time, with Patricia and Eva watching while the two girls enjoyed the pleasure off each other’s touch.

“They seem to be enjoying their situation an awful lot.” Eva said. “They look like two Japanese ladies in a far eastern bondage movie.”

“Maybe, they’re liking this a bit too much.” replied Patricia. “We are supposed to be interrogating them for the information.”

“Shall I get the hooks then? After all, they will fit the Japanese Bondage theme that the girls are in right now.” Eva asked.

“Yes, I think that the hooks will be perfect.” Patricia answered. “They have broken quite a few people, Eve.”

Eva now got up from her chair and walked out of the room. Serena was already shaking her head and struggling against her bonds. “NOMPH! NOMPH!” she cried, with a look of fear on her face.

If Eva’s going to get what I think that she is going to get, life is going to become unpleasant for Serena and I. If they are talking about those face hooks that are used in Japanese S&M, I don’t think that I can hold out much longer. Even if I did, Serena definitely won’t. I bet these two women have orders from Danielle to make good use of that book against me and Serena, but I may have no other choice.

Eva now walked back into the living room, carrying something in her hands, and Serena let out a scream. They were indeed those infamous hooks used on helpless Japanese girls in bondage. We are in real trouble now. We are going to suffer, and be made grotesque at the same time. The string looked as if it was elasticated, with a pair of hooks at each end. Eva was carrying four of the devices in all, two shorter ones and two longer.

Serena was shaking her head, in a futile effort to stop anything being put on her, but then Patricia firmly grasped Serena’s head, so that any movement was then prevented. Eva took one of the shorter sets of hooks and hooked it into the right side of Serena’s mouth, took the string around the back of Serena’s head and then hooked the other end into the left side of her mouth. Serena cried out when the hooks were put in place and she was whimpering now. Then, Eva took one of the longer hook sets and placed a hook in each of Serena’s nostrils. Then the string was guided over the top of Serena’s head, pulling her head right back. Davinia then felt something touch her wrist bondage.

OMG! They’ve hooked the other end with the hooks into my wrist tie! If I move, I will pull on Serena’s nose, causing her more pain! They have really planned this out. Get us into the position first and then do this to us.

Davinia held still now as the same procedure was done to her. She tried to stay quiet, but even she let out little cries as the hooks were engaged on her mouth. Then she also whimpered as her head was pulled back by Patricia and Eva.

The two women now sat back down in their chairs, watching the two girls ‘torture’ each other, every time that they moved slightly.

“We don’t even have to do anything to them this time, Pat.” Eva said

“No, they can do this to themselves, and we can just sit back and relax.” Patricai replied

Davinia noticed Serena was whimpering almost constantly now. I can’t let them do this to her anymore! I’ll have to tell them! She now grunted three times to get the intention of one of the ladies. Patricia got up out of her chair and then walked over to where Davinia and Serena were sitting.

“Okay young girl, have you got something to tell me?” Patricia asked. Davinia nodded slightly, wincing as she did so. Patricia then removed the hooks from her face, and then the chopstick gag.

“It’s my TUGS journal. I have it hidden under the bottom draw of my cabinet. You have to remove the drawer to get at it. That’s what Danielle sent you to get.”

Patricia looked at Davinia for a second before laughing. “I can’t believe you tried that one. It never works, but people still try it. This TUGS journal, whatever it is, is not our target, and we are not sent by anyone called ‘Danielle’ I will tell you that we are not working for this person.”

Could they be real intruders? They can’t be, as they are actual celebrities. Then who is behind this and what do they want? “I’m sorry.” Davinia said. “But that is the only answer I have. I don’t know what you want. Please let us go, I beg you. There must be some mistake! We don’t have what you want!”

Patricia was unmoved by this display of emotion. “Open your mouth and stick your tongue out.” she said.

“But, I-“ Davinia replied, haltingly.

“NOW, I SAID!” Patricia barked. Davinia was shocked into carrying out what Patricia said.

Patricia quickly put the chopstick gag back on Davinia’s tongue, and then reapplied the hooks. Davinia whimpered along with Serena now, as they both felt that there was no escape.

Patricia looked down at the two girls, with a smile on her lips. “You are not the first one to claim innocence, Davinia. And you, Serena are you claiming to know nothing as well?”

Serena tried to nod, wincing and crying out in the process.

“Hey Eve, it looks like we have a pair of innocent ‘Snow Whites’ here.” Patricia said, with laughter in her voice.

“Well, they can’t both be ‘Snow White’, one of them has to be the ‘Wicked Queen’” Eva replied jokingly.

Thoughts rapidly went through Davinia’s head. Sunday night... Snow White.. Wicked Queen... Bondage... Website... NOOOOO! Danielle has nothing to do with this! No-one else has! Davinia reeled inside at the revelation in her head and the realisation of what was happening. Then she screamed it in her mind.

WE ARE THE ARCHITECTS OF OUR OWN CAPTIVITY!


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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 16

Postby skybird137 » Mon May 14, 2012 2:02 pm

Part 16

Davinia tried to look at Serena as best she could, given their present predicament. I can’t be sure, but I think that there’s a look in Serena’s eyes, which shows that she remembers as well. The problem is, Serena entered all of the information and I can only remember little bits and pieces. Davinia and Serena whimpered from the bondage that they were suffering from. Every movement pulled on the nose hooks, causing further torment to them. Will this torture ever stop?

After what seemed like forever, Eva spoke to Patricia. “Pat, I think these two girls need a break. If those hooks are on them for too long, it could injure them.”

“Okay, we’ll give them a break first and then a drink of water. I think that they will need it after their ordeal. Okay girls, no speaking until we have left the room. We are now going to remove your hooks and gags.”

Patricia went over to Davinia and Eva went to Serena. First they removed the hooks that were pulling on the poor girls’ noses, followed by the ones that were hooked into the sides of their mouths. Finally, the chopstick gags were removed.

Eva and Patricia now left the room and closed the door behind them, leaving Serena and Davinia cuddling each other, relieved that this part was over.

“It’s that website that I saw on the Sunday. It’s actually real!” Serena exclaimed.

“Yes, it’s real.” Davinia replied “If I remember rightly as well, we are going to be stuck like this until 10am on Monday when they leave, and we are to be left bound and gagged to be discovered.”

“Oh my God! Your father and Danielle are going to discover us stuck like this!” Serena said.

“Relax, father always drops Danielle off outside and drives straight to work. Danielle is going to find us in bondage. It will be embarrassing, but that will be as far as it goes.” Davinia said trying to reassure Serena. “The real problem is that we are going to be tortured by Eva and Patricia for the information until then.”

“I suppose we’re lucky that I put limits on what they could do to us. Otherwise, things would be far worse.” Serena said.

“Things will get far worse. I’m afraid that this is only warming up for them. Plus, given by the outside light now, it’s probably about six o’clock in the evening. They still have another forty hours to work on us.” Davinia mentioned.

“I don’t think I can stand another four, let alone forty. Why did they stop the nose torture? That was horrendous and would have been very effective, If we knew what to give them.”

“Serena, Eva and Patricia are limited by the fact that any injury by them is still illegal. If your nose gets damaged, they would be in trouble.” Davinia said “Another thing, were there any safe words?”

“I’m sorry Davinia, there was one for aborting everything, but I never entered anything into it, you needed to be fulfilled, and I mistakenly thought that the website was a prank anyway. There was another entry to stop the interrogation part.”

“Do you have any idea of what that safe-word is, Serena?” Davinia asked.

“I have no idea. I’m sorry, but I have to write something like that down twice, otherwise I never remember it. All I know is that it is something relevant to you.” Serena answered. “I just wished I’d never gone on your computer. I’m such an Idiot, I got us kidnapped and tortured.” Serena began to sob quietly at this point.

Davinia hugged and soothed Serena. “Don’t worry Serena, how were you to know that it was real? We were never asked for any credit card information and I never received any follow up e-mail from them.”

“Couldn’t we explain it to them? Say something went wrong with their system? I’m sure they’ll listen.” Serena said hopefully.

“Given by what Patricia said, somebody has tried that line on them before. They will think that is part of our resistance technique. You hold on Serena, and I will do my best to remember the interrogation password. I can recall you mentioning it vaguely, but I was about to orgasm then, so everything’s a bit blurry. If only I could get a trigger, like the ‘Snow White’ reference, then it would come back to me.”

Then the all too familiar knock on the door happened, the door opened, and then Patricia and Eva walked into the room and over to the two helpless girls. “Take the straws into your mouths ladies, and not a word.” Patricia said. Patricia held up a bottle of water with a straw in it to Davinia’s mouth, while Eva did likewise for Serena. Both girls took sips of water out of the bottles, until they were satisfied with what they had drunk.

Eva took the bottle from Patricia and then took the bottles out to the kitchen. When she re-entered the living room, she was carrying two new harness gags. Instead of a solid rubber ball, these ones had a large white, hollow plastic ball, with holes in it. I’ve seen a similar gag like that before, when those evil Japanese teachers tortured me! They’re hard on the teeth for a start. Eva then handed one of the gags to Patricia, while she kept the other one.

Davinia now opened her mouth without even being asked. Is there any point even trying to resist these two ladies, I’d be better off saving my strength and trying to keep my head clear. Patricia and Eva very quickly buckled Davinia and Serena into their now gags. This hurts worse than I remember. The extra buckles really push your teeth against the ball.

“Now to untangle you two from each other.” Patricia said. The ropes tying Davinia’s hands to her feet were untied, before the same rope bond on Serena’s body was removed. Next, Serena’s arms were lifted up by Patricia, and then Davinia’s arms were lifted up, reversing how their arms were placed around each other. Within moments the two girls arms were no longer wrapped around each other.

Eva and Patricia now got behind Serena and Davinia. Eva lifted Serena slightly, while Patricia lifted and pulled Davinia back so that Davinia’s ankles slid under Serena’s bottom and the girls were now untangled.

Davinia was pulled back until her ankles were in the same position as Serena’s, and then Patricia put her back down on the floor. Her wrists were then untied and her arms were pulled behind her back, and then placed in a classic box-tie position where the lower arms were parallel to each other, with the right arm above the left.

Davinia’s arms were now slid along until her right wrist was above her left wrist. Then she could feel rope being wrapped around her wrists, and then cinched. Davinia saw Serena having rope wrapped around her chest, above and below her breasts, while having the same happen to her. The rope was tied off at the start point between her shoulders, taken over her right collar-bone to her lower chest bindings, between her breasts, looped between her body and the ropes, back up over her left collar-bone, and finally tied off at the knot between her shoulder blades.

Davinia now felt her wrists being pulled up making her bonds tighter there. She then felt rope being tied to the knot at her shoulders. That must be my wrist bindings tied to my chest ropes. Patricia then picked up another length of rope, placed Davinia’s ankles above Serena’s, and then securely bound both girls' ankles together. Both ladies then sat back in the chairs, keeping an eye on their helpless captives.

There’s no chance of moving around with our ankles tied like this, we’ll just have to stay in this position, and this isn’t the most comfortable of ties. Oh no, not again. A thin dribble of saliva was again running from the right side of her mouth, down towards her chin, and she noticed the same happening to Serena.

Davinia and Serena spent some time sitting and staring at each other’s helplessness. At least we can relax like this for a while, before they tie our chests to our ankles. Given what they have done to us previously, I think that this is to be expected. We might have half a hour at most before we are put in another uncomfortable position.

Sure enough, Eva and Patricia rose from the chairs and walked over to where the two girls were sitting. Patricia untied the rope connecting the girls’ ankles to each other and pulled Davinia back a little further. She then pulled Davinia’s ankles closer to her body, and then tied a long piece of rope to her ankles. I knew it, looks like a shrimp tie. As soon as Patricia had tied the rope to her ankles, Davinia lowered her upper body as much as possible. She also noticed that Serena did the same as Eva had finished tying rope to Serena’s ankles.

“Look, Eva.” Patricia said. “They’re actually being helpful this time.” Patricia then took the rope over Davinia’s right shoulder, looped through the knot between her shoulder blades, back over her left shoulder, and then down around her ankles. This was repeated once more, and then Patricia started pulling on the free end.

Davinia now felt herself being pulled closer to her ankles, until there was about a foot or so from her chest to her feet. Patricia then tied the rope off, by wrapping it around the part from her ankles to her back, before threading it between this part, securing it.

I can understand why the Japanese used it as punishment and torture. It’s already becoming very uncomfortable. Oh no, is Patricia tying rope to the ring at the top of my head? Davinia now felt her head being pulled right back and found herself staring into Serena’s face. Then she felt the rope from her head being tied to the knot on her back, immobilising her head in that position.

Now we can do nothing but look at each other now. And I can’t believe that this is all that they have in store for us. Patricia and Eva had sat down again, admiring their work. We can’t struggle, we can’t even move. All we can do is look at each other, hitched, helpless and hopeless. Davinia closed her eyes now, as she was finding it uncomfortable to even look at Serena.

“They still aren’t talking Eve. They are being naughty girls.” Patricia said.

We can’t talk, we don’t know what you want. Believe me, if I knew, I would tell you now!

“Yes, and naughty girls need further punishment.” Eva responded.

Here we go again. Is it going to be tickling, spanking?

The two women got up from their chairs. Patricia sat behind Davinia, and Eva sat behind Serena.

“MMMMPH!” Davinia cried as she felt Patricia pinch her bottom severely. This was followed by a cry from Serena. That really hurt! OW! That did too! Both girls were crying out from having their bottoms pinched fiercely by their captors. They pulled at their bonds but there was very little movement.

“MMPH!” both girls went, again and again, as the assaults continued on their unprotected posteriors. This went on for a while, with the girls praying for it to stop.

Finally, Davinia felt the bottom-pinching stop That’s better, maybe they’ve give- Oh no! Please God no! Don’t, please don’t!

“Nopm! Plemph! Domph! Nomph!” Davinia cried through her gag as she felt Patricia’s hands move up from her bottom, around her waist to her front, and then up to her breasts. No, please, no! Not my breasts! She was faintly aware of Serena also screaming in protest.

“NOOOOMPHHH!” Davinia screamed as Patricia’s fingernails pinched into the mounds of her breasts. She screamed again and again as Patricia carried out the actions which Serena had permitted her.

Patricia stopped for a moment, but then Davinia screamed again as she could feel Patricia placing her thumb and index fingers on Davinia’s nipples. Davinia tried to steel herself for the inevitable, knowing in her heart that this was pointless.

“MMMMMMM!” screeched both Davinia and Serena as their nipples were pinched simultaneously. Again they screamed as they suffered a second pinch. Both ladies started to beg and plead for mercy, but they knew that they would not get it.

Patricia and Eva started to pinch the helpless girls’ bottoms again, which was almost a relief, although their nipples were still throbbing from the pinching.

Both girls were still crying out, wondering if their suffering would ever cease...
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 17

Postby skybird137 » Fri May 18, 2012 4:52 am

Part 17

Finally the two ladies stopped tormenting the helpless girls and went back to their chairs, leaving Davinia and Serena still tightly bound, gagged and very uncomfortable. They were now begging and pleading for relief from the tie itself.

This is still horrible, even without the added torture. Some of my muscles feel like they’re on fire. I can’t stretch, I can’t provide relief for any part of my body, and I’m unable to move even an inch.

“Need a change, ladies?” Eva asked. Davinia and Serena tried to nod, but their binds made it almost impossible. Eva then rose out of her chair, went over to Davinia, took hold of Davinia’s bonds, and then tipped the helpless girl onto her back. Within a few seconds, this also happened to Serena, leaving both girls feeling more powerless than before.

This has done me no good whatsoever, but I feel so exposed with my bottom like this. How long are we going to be left like this? Davinia pleaded through her gag for the ladies to help, but none was forthcoming.

After some time, Eva and Patricia went over to Serena and Davinia, righted them and then untied the ropes that bound their bodies to their legs. The two girls cried out with relief as they longer suffered from the compression inflicted on them, and they learned back, trying to ease the feelings in their legs.

The ropes that bound their ankles in a crosswise fashion were also removed, allowing the girls to stretch their legs out.

“Eve, I think we should put these girls in a one foot wide hobble tie now.” Patricia said.

“That would be good to help their legs rest, Pat.” Eva replied.

Davinia watched from a sitting position as her feet were placed one foot apart. Patricia then tied the end of a long piece of rope to Davinia’s right ankle before looping it around her left ankle. The rope was taken back and forth like this several times before Patricia started to wind the rope around the rope between the ankles, starting from Davinia’s right ankle and finishing with her left. The end of the rope was then tied off at the left ankle, leaving her ankles securely bound, even though they were a foot apart.

That’s a very good tie, and I shall have to remember it in future. It allows some mobility, although not at any speed. Davinia was now helped up off the ground by Patricia and she watched as Eva helped Serena up. The two girls stood there while Patricia and Eva again sat down in their chairs.

“Okay, ladies, walk about and get the blood flowing in those legs.” Eva said. Davinia and Serena walked around the room as best they good, given the hobbling of their ankles. Every time Davinia stepped forward though, she ended up with the foot coming to a sudden stop as the rope jerked her ankle. She ended up doing this several times, until she realised that the best way to walk like this was to bring her foot up in an arc, keeping the rope tensed all of the time and almost swinging her foot to the forward position. I think I know how to walk like this now, I just have to get the hang of it.

After a few more steps like this, Davinia got the hang of walking while hobbled this way. She grunted at Serena and then showed her how to step with her ankles bound like this. I’ve just realised, we’re almost walking like horses. But it’s the only way to move efficiently like this. The two girls continued walking around the room in this high-stepping manner for some time.

“Okay girls, sit on the settee.” Eva ordered, while Patricia went out and brought in a new box. Davinia and Serena sat down on the settee, with Davinia to the right and Serena to the left. Patricia then went through the box and then picked out two pairs of what seemed like black ankle socks, before handing them to Eva.

“These should fit you two nicely.” Eva said, putting one pair on Davinia’s feet and the other pair on Serena’s. “Your feet will be nice and safe now.”

Davinia was a little worried now. Why do our feet need to be nice and safe? Is something going to happen to us?

“You have to get up on your feet now, girls.” Eva now ordered. Davinia and Serena got up from the settee, wondering what was going to happen next. “These socks are waterproof and have impenetrable soles. They are perfect for walking outside again.” Davinia and Serena looked at Eva in surprise. “Yes, ladies you’re going out in the garden again. It’s time for you two to head to the back door.”

Both ladies gave protesting looks and squeals at Eva, which was probably not the best idea in the world. Eva then reached into the box and brought out a black flogger. “Is there any problem?” Asked Eva, in a tone that hinted ‘yes’ would not be the right answer.

Davinia and Serena shook their heads and walked out of the living room and to the back door. Eva followed them and now opened the door, allowing the two girls to enter the garden. Both girls stepped out immediately, not wanting to upset Eva.

By the position of the sun now, I’d guess it was about 7:30pm, about an hour to go before sunset. It’s a good thing that this is an unusually worm April day, otherwise we’d both be shivering in our black bras, panties and stockings. Davinia walked along with Serena through the back garden, thankful that no one could see them in their predicament.

Davinia watched as Eva brought a bag out with her. Probably some extra goodies to keep us ‘entertained’ in our captivity, no doubt. I really am glad that Serena didn’t take this all the way up to eleven, as it’s bad enough as it is. Davinia walked slower while she was thinking of this.

“MMMMMMPH!” Davinia cried through her gag as Eva struck her bottom with the flogger. Another blow caused Davinia to protest and then start to walk at her fullest speed.

“No slowing down ladies, you know what will happen.” Eva warned. The two girls continued with their enforced walking, with each girl getting a blow to their bottom whenever they slowed down. It’s not easy, walking at full speed like this.

After a while, Davinia were finding it harder to keep going fast, and were receiving more and more flogs on their bottom from Eva. “Okay girls, you can stop now and rest. Now where can I hitch My Little Bondage Ponies?” Eva looked around and saw a tree in the garden which was about 3 feet around. “Walk up to the tree and face it on opposite sides, girls.”

Davinia and Serena did as they were ordered and faced the tree. Eva then picked up the bag she had brought out and dropped it by the tree before taking out six short lengths of rope.

Eva took one of the lengths, and tied it to Davinia’s left arm bindings, before tying the other end to the bindings on Serena’s right arm. Then Eva went around the tree, tied one end of the second piece to Serena’s left arm bindings, and the other end tightly to Davinia’s right arm bindings. The two helpless girls now had their chests pressing against the tree trunk.

Even by just breathing in and out, I’m rubbing my breasts and nipples against the tree. Is that what Eva wants, to torment us this way? Then Eva took another two lengths before positioning the girls’ feet as far around the trunk as they would go, given their bonds. Davinia’s left ankle was tied to Serena’s right ankle with one piece, and then Serena’s right ankle was tied to Davinia’s left ankle with the other.

The final two pieces were used to tie Davinia’s left knee to Serena’s right knee tightly, and then Davinia’s right knee to Serena’s left knee firmly. This had the effect of pressing the girls’ entire body above the legs against the tree.

Davinia now moaned slightly as twisted and pulled against her new bonds. Even my womanhood is softly caressed by the trunk. I think that Eva will use the tree to tease us. Wait, what’s Eva doing now?

Eva removed two long pieces of rope from the bag now, before walking behind Davinia. All Davinia could see was Eva double stranding the rope, before she wrapped the end around Davinia’s waist tightly, and then tying it off at Davinia’s back. Then Davinia felt something being done to the rope, but she couldn’t tell what.

Then Eva now went behind Serena with the other piece of rope. I think that the same is happening to Serena now. What is Eva’s game? Then Davinia heard Serena gasp and moan.

Eva now went behind Davinia again and she now felt rope being threaded up through her waist tie at the front. She then gasped as she felt a large knot wedged itself between the tree, and the ‘bulls-eye’ of her womanhood. That feels wonderful, Eva must have done this to Serena as well. Eva then tied a knot at the point where the rope was looped over the waist tie. She then took one strand to Davinia’s left, and the other strand to her right.

Eva now went to Davinia’s left, and tightly tied the left strand of Davinia’s crotch-rope to the right strand of Serena’s crotch-rope. Then Eva went around to the other side of the tree and the securely tied the other two strands of the crotch-ropes together. Then she went to the bag, brought out two sleep masks, putting one on Davinia and the other one on Serena.

“I have to go inside and help Patricia now. Have fun out here.” Davinia listened to Eva walk away before she started to struggle against her bonds. Oh god, all I’m doing now is rubbing myself against the tree, and this knot is driving me wild!

Even when Davinia wasn’t struggling, she still felt the knot rub and caress her, pressing unevenly because of the surface of the tree. Serena must be writhing on the other end of the crotch-rope. Maybe if we both work hard, we can be fulfilled. Davinia moaned and sighed as she writhed and pulled in an attempt to get the maximum pleasure out the knot that was teasing her.

Both girls had been at this for some time and Davinia realised that this was only going to take them so far. We are just tormenting ourselves like this, but we can’t stop.

Davinia heard a sudden cry out from Serena. “MMMMMMPH!” Davinia herself screamed as she felt a hard stinging blow on her bottom. Eva must be out there! I didn’t even hear her because I was so occupied in pleasuring myself. “MMMMM!” Davinia cried out again, before hearing a squeal from Serena.

“I come back out here, and what do I find? The two tree-hugging babes in bondage who I left tied up, are trying to make love to the tree. You two are very naughty girls who must be punished.” Eva said. Davinia protested through her gag and shook her head, and heard Serena protested as well. Davinia then heard a squeal from Serena, and a few seconds later made a similar noise herself as her panties were pulled down at the back, exposing her vulnerable bottom to Eva’s flogger.

“OMPH!” cried Davinia as her unprotected cheeks were given a stinging blow with the flogger, before hearing Serena cry out in pain a moment later. Again Davinia was struck on her posterior, before Serena’s squeal. This went on for about a minute, and then the blows stopped.

Davinia now sighed as her bottom was gently caressed, noticing that Serena was moaning. Is Eva caressing both of us at the same time? I think that she must have been flogging both of us as well. It could be possible, after all this tree is only a foot wide. Now, if she hit me on the forearm swing, so to speak, she could be flogging Serena using a backhand movement. That way, she would be in position to strike me again, and keep this going rhythmically. OWWWWW!

Again Davinia screamed along with Serena at the flogging being done to them. After another minute, though the blows stopped and the girls’ bottoms were again being soothed and caressed. Davinia was writhing more than ever now, rubbing herself against the tree trunk.This feels soooo good, and the knot is working wonders on me now. That’s it, that’s what Eva is doing. By flogging us, we are being made more aroused, and there is a greater flow of blood to our bottoms and womanhoods. Before lon- OW!

The flogging of Davinia and Serena continued, and the effect was taking Davinia closer to her desire’s peak. Then there was more caressing, and Davinia was pressing and rubbing herself against the tree as hard as possible to try and obtain her fulfilment. Just a bit more and I’m there! All I need is the next round of flogging and caressing.

After the caressing and the gentle smoothing had stopped, Davinia waited for the blows that would provide her release, but nothing happened. She squirmed and writhed, before shouted out through her gag. She could hear the same from Serena too.

“You two are enjoying this too much.” Eva said “I’ll see you in a little while.”

Davinia screamed at Eva. “NOOOOOPH!” You can’t leave me like this! This is pure torture. making us suffer in denial. You have left me right on the edge and I need this! OMG, Serena sounds like she is in the same position as well. How long are you going to leave us like this, without our release!

Davinia’s and Serena’s cries for relief continued for some time, but there was no response. The feeling in their bodies was not lessening at all, and Davinia could only feel the awful torture of denial.

Davinia suddenly felt a soft touch on her hair. Is Eva back? Please Eva, please don’t leave us like this to suffer.

“I’m back, girls. Now, have you been very naughty young ladies who deserve severe punishment?” Eva asked.

“Yeph, yeph!” answered Davinia, nodding her head furiously, hearing Serena say ‘yes’ as well. I really need this, Eva. Please don’t stop again.

Davinia and Eva started to scream as their bottoms were hit even harder this time. Then the beating was interrupted by smoothing. Davinia felt that she was right on the edge at this point.

“YEEEEEEPH!” The blows on her bottom stated again and Davinia screamed out as the flood of pleasure spread throughout her body, making her shake and convulse, as all she experienced was the pure joy of her fulfilment...

Davinia noticed that her sleep mask had been removed, and opened her eyes. The sun’s gone down now, and twilight is setting in, so it must be nearly nine o’clock. Have we actually been out here all this time?

“Okay, girls. You just rest there a few more minutes, and then I’ll untie you from the tree and take you inside.” Eva said. “I just wish you would tell us what we want to know. We give provide you with so many delights like these, instead of interrogating you.”

Believe me, if I could tell you, you would know in a heartbeat. I wonder what you have in store for us next...
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 18

Postby skybird137 » Wed May 23, 2012 12:28 am

Part 18

Eva untied the ropes that bound the two captive girls to the tree. First the ankle ropes were removed, followed by the knee ropes, the ropes tying the girls’ arms to each over, and finally the waist-tie/crotch-ropes.

“Now, my helpless captives, time to go to the kitchen.” instructed Eva. Davinia and Serena walked slowly, as they had been motionless for a while. It wasn’t long before they entered into the kitchen though.

“Sit down on the chairs, facing away from the table.” instructed Patricia. Davinia noticed that there were two chairs facing each other which were about a foot apart, that were alongside a table. Davinia sat in the chair which had its left side to the table, while Serena sat in the other one. Patricia worked on removing Davinia’s hobble rope, while Eva removed Serena’s ankle bonds. When this was done, the two ladies placed the girls’ legs together, before tying their legs securely at the ankles, below and above the knees, and at the mid-thigh. Finally, the socks that they had been wearing over their stockings were removed.

The ropes around the girls’ arms and chests were removed and finally their wrists were freed. Davinia watched as her arms were brought to her front and placed together, her hands were positioned palm to palm, and her wrists were then bound firmly with rope. Next, her elbows were brought together and were securely tied.

Davinia was puzzled by the next part, as her flat hands were wrapped together in bondage tape. Why are they tying us up like this? Is this so that we can’t untie each other? Davinia was turned left so that she sat in her chair facing Serena, and saw that Serena was exactly in the same situation.

Rope was being used by Patricia to tie Davinia’s ankles to the left to right horizontal bar under the chair, pulling her feet off the ground. Then, several loops of a long piece of rope bound Davinia’s lap to the chair seat. The remainder was used to go from the rear chair legs, around the top of Davinia’s hips, and then back to the rear legs, preventing her from standing up. We’ll be able to lean forward, but we can’t go anywhere like this. What are they doing, and why?

She watched as a fork was taped to her hands, on top of her index fingers. Then, a plate of food was put on her lap. “Remember girls, no speaking until we leave the room.” Patricia warned.

Patricia started to remove Davinia’s harness gag and she watched while the gag was taken off Serena. Soon, the two girls were free of the ball that had annoyed them for so long.

“One final thing, you have to learn to feed yourselves like that. Have fun trying, hehe.” Eva said, just before leaving the room with Patricia.

Serena tried to reach her plate with the fork, but couldn’t even get near. After a few minutes, she gave up in frustration. “This is impossible Davinia. How on earth are we supposed to be able to eat. I can hardly bend my arms because my elbows are tied together, so even if I could get food off my plate, I couldn’t get it in my mouth. This is just another form of torture.”

“I think that you are going about it all wrong.” Davinia said with a smile across her face. “They tricked you with a phrase, and led you into a way of thinking. “I think that it is quite simple, but you have to follow my instructions and not speak. Are you clear, Serena?” Serena nodded.

“Okay Serena, move your arms out of the way of the plate.” Serena did so. Then Davinia leant forward, and managed to spear a piece of food on Serena’s plate. “Lean forward Serena, and open your mouth wide.” Again, Serena followed Davinia’s instructions. Davinia manoeuvred the piece of food at the end of the fork, into Serena’s mouth. Serena closed her mouth, straightened up, and then started to chew.

“See how easy it was, Serena. They tricked you by telling you that you had to feed yourself. This is not about feeding yourself, it is about feeding the other person.”

Serena leant forward and speared a piece of food on Davinia’s plate. Davinia bent over and received the portion in her mouth. “They are very sneaky, Davinia. Eva and Patricia telling us that we had to learn how to feed ourselves.”

The two girls fed each other until their plates were almost clean. “I wonder what’s next for us, Davinia?” Serena asked “Could it be another bout of torture?”

“Probably.” Davinia answered. “I still haven’t managed to work out the password, but I think it has something to do with Patricia Heaton. I think I can remember you saying that.”

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Davinia and Serena went silent as the door opened and Patricia walked in with Eva behind her. Open your mouths wide, young ladies.” Eva ordered.

The girls’ opened their mouths and were promptly and tightly gagged in the wiffle harness gags, Davinia by Patricia, and Serena by Eva. The forks were removed from their taped hands, and the captives were untied from their chairs. Then the girls were turned so that their backs were to the table.

“On your feet wenches, we’re taking you into the living room.” Patricia said. Davinia and Serena rose ungainly from their seats and shuffled along as fast as they could. They slowly made their way along the hallway until they stood in front of the closed door to the living room.

Patricia opened the door wide, and the girls gasped with shock!

They were looking at some kind of standing frame, which had two vertical pieces and a horizontal piece on the top. The inside space framed seemed to be six feet wide by seven feet tall. The frame slats themselves were six inches wide, and there were inch and a half diameter holes separated by a gap of the same width, which ran up the vertical parts and along the horizontal part. The vertical parts were slotted into slats on the ground of the same width but about five feet long. From each of the ends of these slats rose a slat at an angle of 45 degrees, slotting into the vertical parts, making a more stable frame.

As Davinia was made to hop towards the frame, she could see that the actual frame part seemed very flimsy, and it was shaped like a T, with the upper part on the outside, but the lower part on the inside. It looked like it would bend in the slightest breeze.

“Don’t worry, that frame can support everybody in the room without any problems. It uses new carbon fibre materials, nanotubes I think they call it.” Patricia explained. “The holes are coated with a nearly frictionless material, so, no ropes will jam. So it can provide many hours of entertainment.”

Davinia was made to hop along until she was just past the frame. She then felt Serena’s back against her own back. It’s not even a guess to realise that this frame is going to be used for our next ‘interrogation’.

Davinia could feel a rope being tied around her ankle bonds. Then a minute later she felt rope being wrapped around the front of her waist. That must be wrapped around Serena’s waist as well, as this rope is at an angle. I presume that they have also tied our ankles together.

Then Patricia went in front of Davinia and tied one end of a single stranded piece of rope to the waist tie at Davinia’s front. Oh God! That’s not double stranded! This looks bad. The rope was threaded between Davinia’s legs. She then heard a squeal from Serena, as the rope was tightened and was now pressing against Davinia’s womanhood. It must be tied to Serena’s front by the way the rope feels. Being crotch-roped with a single stranded piece of rope is not a good situation.

Then Davinia watched as Patricia cut off a very long piece of rope from a reel. She double stranded the ends, and then brought it up between Davinia’s and Serena’s backs. Davinia looked up as Patricia used a collapsible set of steps to reach the horizontal frame and threaded the two strands of opposite directions through the frame. One strand went from Serena’s to Davinia’s side, and the other went vice versa.

Put your arms out in front of you, slightly above horizontal.” Eva ordered. Davinia put her arms out in front of her and watched as the strand that was threaded onto her side was tied by Eva to her wrist bindings. A few seconds later, she gasped along with Serena as the crotch-rope bit into them. This long rope that’s tied to our wrists must be looped around the crotch-rope, and if our arms go down any further, it’ll bite right into us!

“Let’s just watch them for a while, Pat.” Eva said. The two women sat down and watched the helpless captives in their predicament.

Davinia was holding her arms steady, trying to avoid lowering them any further and therefore causing the crotch-rope to bite, but the strain was increasing. It won’t be long before I won’t be able to hold my arms up anymore. If even one of us falters, then it will hurt a bit.

A short time after, Davinia felt the rope bite into her womanhood. It seems that Serena can no longer hold her arms up. It doesn’t seem that bad though. I wonder if relaxing my arms would make any real difference. Slowly and gingerly, Davinia rested her arms. The crotch-rope bit into her more, but the discomfort was acceptable. At least it’s not too bad, and it’s more tolerable than the ache in my arms.

Davinia, stood there for a while with a feeling of discomfort in her womanhood, but at least her arms had stopped aching.

“I see that you two have been relaxing in your bondage. Don’t think that we didn’t notice.” Eva said.

“You are bad girls again, trying to fool us. I’m afraid that you have to be punished for this.” commented Patricia, just before she walked out of the room. A minute later, she walked back in, carrying two metal buckets with a hook on the handles, and a small sack.

Oh no! Please ladies, you can’t do this to us! Davinia and Serena cried out a series of “Nophs!” and shook their heads wildly, but Patricia hooked a bucket into each of the helpless girls’ wrist bondage. They cried out as the increased weight added by the buckets caused the crotch-rope to bite into them.

Davinia had to strain her arms again by lifting up the metal bucket, in an effort to reduce the discomfort that she felt in her womanhood.

“Please girls, just tell us what we need to know. We wouldn’t have to do this to you then.” Eva said. “You two could have a nice pleasant weekend with us instead of suffering.”

We don’t have anything to give you, Eva. We don’t know what the item is, so we cannot tell you.

“It’s a pity. Pat, shall we try a five pound weight for a little while?” Eva asked.

Pat nodded, dropping a five pound weight into Davinia’s bucket. Davinia screamed as her arms were forced down, and she heard Serena scream behind her. Davinia rapidly brought her bucket up again, so that the pressure was reduced. It increased again though, a few moments later, causing both captives to cry out again, before Serena lifted up her bucket.

The strain on my arms is worse now, owing to the increased mass we have to hold up. I can see us suffering a lot more soon, as they are going to add more weights. Davinia’s body now started to tremble now with the additional strain. She started begging and pleading for Eva and Patricia to stop this, but it did not work.

“Why don’t you just tell us what we need to know. If you did that, this would all stop, and we could make you very comfortable.” Patricia said. “I’m going to have to add more weight. Eva, I’m putting in a ten pound weight now.”

“Noph, Noph, NOOOOOPH!” Davinia screamed through her gag, as she watched Patricia pick up a larger weight and drop it into the bucket.

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!” Davinia and Serena screamed, as their arms dropped owing to the extra added weight, causing the rope to really bite into them. Davinia felt the torment reduce as she lifted up her arms. I can feel Serena trembling behind me. I don’t think that we are going to last much longer.

“Come on girls, we can stop this in a second if you surrender and give us what we want. You can stop all of this unnecessary suffering that you are inflicting on yourselves.” Eva said. “Just give us what we want and we’ll stop your torment.”

But we can’t! We don’t know what you want! Soon, we are going to suffer like never before! Both girls were whimpering and whining from the stress of their treatment.

Then it happened. Davinia and Serena both screamed as Serena could no longer hold the weights up and her arms we pulled down, causing them a dreadful torment. Davinia’s arms went moments later, making their situation much worse.

In an instant, Patricia picked up a pair of emergency scissors and cut through the rope, ending the torment, before removing the bucket from Davinia’s wrists. After a moment the pain started to subside. Thank God for that! I thought that they were just going to let us suffer. I hope they’ve done the same thing to Serena.

“God! Eva, they actually went through with this to the end. No one has even taken this long to surrender, it’s been over twelve hours now and everyone else has given up before this. Plus, these are the first two to not give in while this was being done to them.” Patricia had a worried look on her face.

Eva now untied the girls from each other, before Patricia helped her to lie the girls down on the floor. “You two rest for a little while, and get your strength back.” Eva said. “No one else has ever forced us to stop like that.”

“Eva, maybe we should use bit more fear. It seems that pain is certainly not working on these two.” Patricia said, causing Davinia and Serena to tremble and whimper.

Fear? What in God’s name are they planning to do to us next?

Davinia now wondered if they were ever going to survive the night...
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 19

Postby skybird137 » Fri May 25, 2012 11:49 pm

Part 19

After a short while Patricia asked “Do you two girls need a bathroom break? It’s getting late now, and it will be probably be your last chance before the morning.”

Both girls nodded. This will extend our breaks, and it might be a good idea if we take as long as possible about it. We may very well might find that our next tie is the situation that we are put in for the rest of the night.

Serena was taken up first by Eva, and then Davinia was taken upstairs by Patricia. When Davinia was led back into the living room, she saw that Serena was already sitting under the frame with her wrists tied to the ropes above the knees. Davinia was made to sit on Serena’s right, before having her knees brought up to her wrists. Patricia took a length of rope and firmly bound Davinia’s wrists to her knees, causing her upper body to be nearly locked into shape.

Eva and Patricia can’t be planning to leave us like this all night, can they? We won’t be able to move about like this, and we can only fall over from this situation.

“Eva, shall I get the frame ready for our helpless captives?” Pat asked.

“Go ahead Pat, I know that you like to get changed for this one, so if you want to do the starting work, then I will then get our stubborn girls ready. I do think that it might be a good idea to blindfold them first, though.” Eva answered.

Patricia walked over to the chairs and picked up the sleep masks, before walking over to Serena. Davinia watched as one of the sleep masks was placed over Serena’s eyes, before Patricia placed the second over Davinia’s eyes, rendering her unable to see.

Davinia listened as Patricia set up the collapsible steps at the frame. Then it sounded like she walked out of the room, and then re-entered carrying something which seemed to chink and clunk as she moved. Then Patricia went up the steps and it sounded like the clinking objects were being placed onto the horizontal structure of the frame.

Davinia was feeling very worried again. What is Patricia putting up there? Is it another device to torture us, or are they just trying to scare us?

Patricia came down the steps, folded them up, and put them to one side. “I’m off to get changed now. I’ll be back down in ten minutes.” she said.

“Okay.” Eva said. “I’m sure you’ll look great.” Davinia listened as Patricia left the room and closed the door behind her.

“Now, my well-tied-wenches, it’s time to reveal what is going to happen to you.” Eva said, before Davinia heard Eva move over to Serena.

A moment later, Serena screamed!

What is it? What made her scream so loudly? Davinia listened as Eva went behind her. I hope I can steel myself for what I am going to see. She tried to prepare herself for what she would see when the blindfold would be taken off.

Davinia felt the sleep mask being removed, and then opened her eyes. She just managed to stifle a scream, but her body was trembling.

She was looking at two sets of four wheel pulleys with a hook at each end! The lower parts were dangling about three feet off the ground, right in front of the two very scared girls!

“Oh yes, ladies. You are to be suspended by your feet in the air. This will be quite a site to watch.” Eva said.

Serena and Davinia both shook their heads, and shouted through their gags at Eva in protest. “It’s your own fault.” Eva said “You are only making yourselves suffer, by not giving us the information that we need. You can stop these torments by telling us what we want to know.”

Eva then took Serena’s feet, lifted them into the air, and hooked the lower pulley to her ankle bonds. Serena then screamed and struggled every time Eva pulled on the rope hanging from the upper pulley. First Serena was pulled underneath the pulley, and then she was hoisted into the air, inch by fearful inch, until she was at least three feet off the ground. By this time, Serena stopped struggling and screaming, but she was now shaking and constantly whimpering. Finally Eva tied off the rope to one of the holes on the vertical part next to Serena.

“Serena darling, all you have to do is tell me. Please, tell me and end this suffering that you inflict on yourself.” Eva said “Why do you go on if you are so scared?”

Serena can’t tell you anything, because there is nothing to tell you! Can’t you understand? We told you the truth!

“Now it’s your turn, my sweet little Davinia.” Eva said as she walked over to Davinia’s side of the frame, lifted her feet up, and hooked the other pulley to Davinia’s ankles. “Going up.” Davinia squealed and protested as her centre of gravity was moved closer and closer under the frame, every time that Eva pulled on the rope. Then she shook her head and cried out as she was lifted slowly off the ground. This is horrible, please don’t do this!

Eva looked at Davinia without any mercy in her eyes. “I’m not doing this to you, you are doing it to yourself.” she said. “Tell me, and you will stop this. You choose to have this continue, so it isn’t my fault.” Eva then tied off the rope that was used to lift up Davinia.

Eva then picked up the riding crop that Davinia had used on Serena this morning. “I think that this should be used on your bottoms, while you are stuck like this. It promises to be quite a spectacle, well it will be for us. Anyway, time to remove your sight. That will make this much more fun.”

Davinia and Serena begged and pleaded at Eva, but Eva picked up the sleep masks and placed one over Serena’s eyes, and the other over Davinia’s preventing her from seeing what was going to happen.

“I think that I have a little time before Pat gets back downstairs, so let’s have a bit of fun first.” Davinia heard Serena scream and then whimper.

What has Eva done to her? A moment later, Davinia herself let out a piercing scream as she felt a push to her body that set her swinging back and forth. This is absolutely terrifying! I feel like I’m going to fall! Please stop Eva, please!

“This is so much fun girls, seeing you like this. I could do this all day.” The two helpless girls cried out every time that they were pushed by Eva, and it felt like they were swinging more and more.

Soon though, Eva slowly stopped the pair from swinging, bringing them to a halt. “I have to keep you still for when Pat comes down.”

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. “Come in Pat.” Eva said loudly.

Davinia heard the door open and someone walk into the room. “You always look breathtaking in that outfit, Pat. It makes you look very dominating.”

“Thanks, Eva. I feel very dominating in this. Our two captives look a bit highly strung at the moment. I take it that you had no trouble hanging them up like this?” Patricia asked.

“It was no trouble at all.” Eva answered. “I also hadn’t told them that they would be hanging like this all night.” At this Davinia and Serena begged and shook their heads wildly. “Well, you know now, don’t you. This is your fault, by not giving us our information.”

“Pat, here’s the riding crop that they were using before we arrived, would you like to whip their pretty bottoms first?” Eva asked.

“Thanks Eve. You just sit and watch while I warm their butts up. Remember captives, you can stop this at any time.”

Davinia heard Serena scream before she herself screamed at the touch of the crop. They’re beating us with alternate blows again. OOOWW! Both of the girls were screaming and wriggling in their bonds, but any action that they made was ineffective.

Blow after blow landed on the girls’ derrieres, inflicting an almost constant suffering on their helpless bodies.

After a while the blows stopped. “It’s your turn now, Eva.” Patricia said.

A few seconds after that, the blows started again, even harder this time. Davinia now felt like her bottom was on fire and she cried out at every blow.

This is sheer torture now, but I still don’t know the name of the item! I can’t give you what you want!

After some time, the blows stopped. “Maybe their panties should be pulled down and their bottoms exposed, Eva. After all, we are punishing them for being bad.” Patricia said.

Davinia screamed as her panties were pulled down, exposing her already painful posterior. She heard Serena scream next, indicating that the same had happened to her.

“One more round each, Pat.” Eva said. “Then we can leave them like this for the night and come down the next morning. You can go first”

Davinia screamed as her poor suffering backside was inflicted to even more painful indignity. Again her screams were almost echoed by Serena as she received harsher punishment as well.

Then the whipping stopped. “It’s your last turn, Eva. Then we can retire for the night. Davinia heard Serena scream before she felt her own bottom feel the pain of the crop.

Again, this went on for a while, Davinia wishing she had never played that game four weeks ago. Finally the punishment stopped for the last time.

“I think that it’s time to go to bed now, Eve.” said Patricia, “I don’t think we can do much more tonight. We can start with these two before breakfast in the morning.”

“It’s a pity that you are not answering us, girls. Maybe hanging upside down like this all night will loosen your tongues.” Eva said menacingly. The two girls begged for Eva not to do this to them, but again, it was pointless.

“Maybe you should take their sleep masks off and look them straight in the eye, Eve. That might work.” Patricia said. “Try Serena first.”

“Okay, I’ll give them one last chance before we go to bed.” Davinia heard some rustling to her right. “Serena, are you going to tell me?” Eva asked. There was just begging and pleading from Serena. “That’s a pity. You must want to stay like this all night.”

Davinia now felt her own sleep mask being taken off again. “Now Davinia, I’m sure that you don’t want to stay like this all night. If you give us the information, you and your friend can even sleep in a nice comfortable bed.”

All Davinia could do was beg at Eva, as there was nothing else that she could do. “Okay.” Eva said. “You two shouldn’t be stuck like this for more than seven hours, unless we oversleep. Come on Pat, we’re just wasting our time.” Eva now headed for the door, with Patricia following her.

It was then that Davinia managed to get a sight of Patricia’s changed outfit. It was a pair of black stiletto calf length boots, a black leather miniskirt, and a gorgeous red top which Patricia was ‘nearly falling out of’.

I’ve seen that outfit before! It’s from an episode of ‘Everybody loves Raymond’ where she dressed in a very sexy manner. I’ve even got that episode on DVD upstairs next to my PC, and it’s the only one I have. Wait, that particular Everybody Loves Raymond DVD... Oh SHIT! That’s it, that’s the item that they want!

By this time, Eva had already left the room and Patricia had just turned out the lights by the door. By the time Davinia got her wits together to grunt loudly three times, the door was already closing.

OMG! She didn’t hear me! Patricia didn’t even notice me call for her. We’re now going to spend the next seven hours stuck like this, suffering in our bondage. If only I had remembered five seconds earlier! Now we are condemned to this torment for the night!

Davinia began to sob quietly in her suspension...
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 20

Postby skybird137 » Thu May 31, 2012 7:19 am

Part 20

Davinia hung there in the dark for an unknown amount of time, with the only sounds being that of her own and Serena’s whimpering. They’re probably sleeping soundly right now, dreaming of how they will be torturing us tomorrow, but ironically, that will be stopped when I give them the information. If only they had been a bit slower in leaving, then we wouldn’t be stuck here all night. She was so wrapped up in her misery that she didn’t even hear the living room door open...

“MMMMMPH!” Davinia screamed as the light went on! She saw Eva Green standing in the doorway by the light switch, fingers ready to turn off the lights.

“Okay, do any of you girls have anything to say, or shall I go back to bed?” Eva asked.

“MMMPH! MMMPH! MMMPH!” Davinia grunted while nodding her head furiously. Oh, thank goodness! Now I can stop the interrogation and get some rest for the two of us.

Eva went around to Davinia’s head and got ready to unbuckle the gag, but first tugged Davinia’s hair. “Now listen missy, I don’t want to hear another trick from you. If you lie to us again, I shall leave you two suspended like this all night, and your bottoms will get a beating that you will never forget. So you had better be honest this time.” Eva pulled on Davinia’s hair for emphasis, making her wince in the process.

Davinia nodded to Eva. “Okay, the gag comes off, you give me your answer, and then the gag goes back on. If it turns out to be correct, the interrogation is over. If not, you two will suffer for lying again.” Eva said.

Eva unbuckled the gag, before removing the ball.

“It’s an ‘Everybody Loves Raymond DVD’. The location is in my bedroom, next to my PC. But I didn-MPH!” Davinia said before Eva inserted the ball back into her mouth. Eva quickly and expertly buckled the gag tightly, before leaving the room.

Davinia noticed that Serena was looking at her hopefully. I truly hope that this is the right answer because if I’m wrong, we are really going to be in trouble. Davinia had no choice but to wait and hope that she was right.

Eva walked back in, followed by Patricia, and Davinia noticed that Eva held a DVD in her hands. “Your interrogation is over girls, and you can start to enjoy the rest of your captivity. I must say that for what you permitted for us to do in the setup, you have lasted longer than anyone else.”

Patricia lowered Davinia to the floor, while Eva did the same with Serena. Next, Patricia untied the rope that bound Davinia’s wrists to her knees, before getting her to stand up and shuffling her to the settee. Davinia sat on the right of the settee, while Serena sat on the left.

“I know that it’s late, but don’t I think that it be a good idea for you two to go to bed right now.” Eva said “I think that you two could do with a nice warm bath. This does mean that you will have to be in the nude for this, though. Do you agree girls?”

Davinia and Serena nodded their heads. After today, I think I need a nice soak, but can wait a while longer. Serena needs it more than me right now. Davinia nodded to her left at Serena, hoping that the two women would understand.

“Serena, it looks like Davinia has offered to let you go first.” Eva said, guiding Serena off the settee and out of the room.

“I think that Eva will start to run the bath, untie, undress and then retie Serena.” Patricia explained “So I think that we should save some time by getting you ready first. Is that okay?” Davinia nodded. If it means I can have my bath quicker, I don’t mind.

First, Patricia unclasped Davinia’s bra, untied her elbows and wrists, and then removed her bra. Then Patricia brought Davinia’s arms together behind her back, placed her wrists palm to palm, picked up a length of rope, and then securely bound and cinched Davinia’s wrists. Davinia’s elbows were pulled together, and a second piece of rope was wrapped around her elbows, cinched and tightly knotted.

Patricia made Davinia stand up before untying the ropes around Davinia’s mid-thighs, and above and below the knees. Then Patricia gently pulled Davinia’s panties down to her ankles, causing the helpless girl to blush slightly.

“There’s no need to be shy Davinia, you have a wonderful body.” Patricia said. This caused Davinia’s cheeks to burn crimson. Does Patricia actually fancy me? I’m just a nobody.

Patricia retied the ropes around Davinia’s legs before making her sit back down on the settee. Then Patricia untied the ropes around Davinia’s ankles, removed her panties, and then retied her ankles.

Patricia picked up a long piece of rope and then made Davinia stand up again. The rope was wrapped around Davinia’s arms and her chest above and below her breasts, and then tied it off tightly at the back.

Another piece of double-stranded rope was used to tie Davinia’s wrists to her waist, with some left over. Looks like that part’s going between my legs then. Patricia then threaded the rope between Davinia’s legs, looped it over the waist rope at the front, placed some knots in the rope at the right point, threaded it back between Davinia’s legs, pulled it tightly, and finally tied it off firmly at Davinia’s wrists.

Davinia gasped loudly as the knots pressed into her womanhood. “You like this sort of bondage, don’t you Davinia.” Patricia stated. Davinia nodded. There’s no point in denying it, I think they’ve seen enough of us both pleasured by ropes today. Patricia sat down on the right of the settee, and pulled Davinia down onto her lap, facing to her right.

Davinia was being gently cuddled by Patricia, so she snuggled into Patricia’s arms and rested…



“We’ve finished, Pat, and we’ve run some fresh water into the bath as well.” Eva said, jolting Davinia into full wakefulness. She looked up and saw Eva with a blushing Serena wrapped up in a large towel from shoulder to knee, with a microfoam tape gag covering her lips.

It seems that you’ve had a very good wash, Serena. I just hope that I’m lucky enough to have one as well.Davinia got up and was taken upstairs to the bathroom by Patricia, using the slide placed on the stairs.

“I think it would be a good idea to change your gag. This one will just let the water through.“ Patricia said, unbuckling Davinia’s gag, and then putting it on the side. She then picked up the tape left by Eva, tore a strip off, and sealed Davinia’s lips with it.

“I think it is time to give you a bath now, my cute captive.” Patricia guided Davinia to sit down on the side of the bath. Then she held Davinia so that she could swing her legs into the bath, before Patricia gently lowered her in. The water is very warm, but it’s not too hot. It doesn’t come up too high either.

Davinia watched as Patricia slowly unbuttoned her blouse. “You don’t think that I’m going to wash you with my clothes on. I need to keep this dry.” Patricia then removed her blouse, unclasped her bra and removed that as well. She unzipped and removed her boots, and took off her mini-skirt. Finally, Patricia removed her panties, causing Davinia to blush furiously. This gets stranger every time. I’m now the helpless, bound captive of a nude Patricia Heaton!

“It’s easier to wash you when I’m like this, believe me.” Patricia said to Davinia while looking at the shampoo bottles. “I’m going to run my hand over the bottles, and you nod when it’s above yours.” Patricia moved her hands over the bottles and Davinia nodded at the right one. Patricia picked up some washing gel. “Is this okay for your body, Davinia?” Davinia nodded again at Patricia’s question. Patricia took a large towel and placed it at the back of the bath, along with a jug and the two bottles.

“Now Davinia, this is why I get undressed to help someone bathe.” Patricia moved Davinia forward in the bath and then sat in the bath behind her. Then she picked up the jug, filled it with water, and then slowly poured it over Davinia’s hair. That is so warm and wonderful, with Patricia actually washing my hair for me. I didn’t think this was included in the website.

Patricia repeated the wetting of Davinia’s hair several times, before putting the jug down, pouring some shampoo into her left hand, and gently caressing the liquid into Davinia’s hair. “mmmmmmmmm” Davinia sighed through her gag and leaned her head back as Patricia’s fingers went though her hair. This is so sensual and erotic. No wonder Serena was blushing when she came back downstairs, as this is making me aroused. She could feel the fire of desire start to become aflame in her womanhood.

After a while, Patricia picked up the jug and started rinsing the shampoo out of Davinia’s hair, which sent a pleasurable shiver through the helpless captive. This carried on until all of the shampoo was cleaned out, and then Patricia smoothed Davinia’s hair using the towel until it was fairly dry. That felt so good, having my hair washed. Patricia has got the rest of my body to clean now.

Patricia poured water over Davinia’s upper body and she murmured through her gag as the warm liquid caressed her breast and nipples. Then Patricia took some gel and gently rubbed it into Davinia’s shoulders and arms, causing her to writhe as she felt the pleasurable caress on her flesh.

“I see that you like the touch of this on your body then.” Patricia said. Davinia nodded, sighing at Patricia’s touch on her helpless body. Another amount of gel was then used to clean Davinia's chest and abdomen, except for her breasts. Now I’m being teased, and Patricia wants to take her time before caressing my most intimate areas with the gel. Moans were being emitted by Davinia at every caress on her body by Patricia.

Davinia could feel the fire growing strong inside her and her hips started to make little involuntary twitches as a result of her need. I hope you don’t take too long to clean me Patricia, I really need you to love me.

Patricia embraced Davinia and planted gentle kisses at the back of her neck, causing the helpless girl to moan and writhe even more. “Would you like a pleasurable release from the day’s tension? I can give that if you wish it?” Patricia asked Davinia. Again, Davinia nodded her head.

Davinia cried out as gel was applied to the mounds of her breasts, being gently smoothed by the soft touch of Patricia’s hands. She arched her body, trying to increase the pressure and pleasure of the experience.

More kisses were planted on Davinia’s neck as Patricia ran her fingertips in little circles around Davinia’s nipples, teasing Davinia’s helpless body with delightful feelings. Davinia was moaning again, louder than ever, and writhing uncontrollably in Patricia’s embrace.

Then Davinia gave out a squeal as she felt Patricia’s right hand start to caress her womanhood, slowly and gently. Yes, that feels so goooood. Please continue Patricia, I really need my release. Davinia thrust herself slightly into Patricia’s right hand. As the caress on Davinia’s womanhood continued, Patricia gently caressed and pinched Davinia’s erect nipples, adding to the pleasure that the helpless girl received.

The caresses on Davinia’s intimacy increased in speed and intensity, taking her close to her fulfilment. Please don’t deny me, Patricia, I don’t think that I can stand that!

The caresses went on and before long, Davinia was on the edge of her pleasure. Oh my God. OH MY GODDDDDD! Davinia screamed out from the joy she had received and fell back into Patricia’s arms shaking from the pure feeling of it all...

“I think that’s it’s time to wash you off, now that you’ve had your fun.” Davinia was awakened by Patricia’s voice. Patricia got up and then helped Davinia to stand in the bath. Patricia softly soaped Davinia’s lower body and legs, before pouring water over her to wash the gel off.

Patricia helped Davinia get out of the bath before wrapping her up in the large bath towel, which covered her from her shoulders to her knees. Then Patricia emptied the bath, washed the bath down, and then got dressed. She then warmly embraced Davinia and kissed her on her gagged lips.

“Well Davinia, did you enjoy your bath?” Patricia questioned. Davinia nodded. It was a wonderful experience Patricia, and I hope that we can do this again tomorrow. Patricia helped Davinia out of the bathroom, back downstairs and into the living room.

Eva and Serena were on the right side of the couch, with Serena on Eva’s lap facing to the left. The helpless girl now had a gag consisting of a white scarf between her teeth, and Eva was kissing her on the lips. Patricia went over to the coffee table and picked up another white scarf, before removing the tape from Davinia’s mouth. Davinia opened her mouth automatically, the cloth was put between her teeth and then tied at the back of her neck.

Then Patricia sat down on the left side of the couch, pulled Davinia over onto her lap, facing her right, and gently embraced her. Davinia closed her eyes and was softly kissed and cuddled by Patricia....



“I think it really is getting late.” Eva said. “It’s time that these girls got some rest. They are still captives and they will have to be tied up until they are freed on Monday Morning.”

“Well, do you want to go up first? You can take the smaller room, while Davinia and I take the larger bedroom.” Patricia said.

“Okay, but don’t take too long, you don’t want this tired girl to fall asleep on you.” Eva replied. “I’ll see you in the morning then.” Eva helped Serena up and guided her out of the room.

Davinia yawned. I really do feel tired now, maybe we should go to bed. She looked sleepily at Patricia.

“It is time for you to sleep, my darling Davinia.” Patricia helped Davinia to her feet and out of the living room. They then went upstairs and into the main bedroom, where Davinia’s towel was removed. Davinia was then made to lie face down on the right side of the bed, so that Patricia could use a length of rope to place her in a gentle hogtie. She was then rolled onto her right side and pulled up so that her head was on the pillows.

Patricia turned out the lights, lay on the bed facing Davinia, and then gently cuddled into her.

“Sweet dreams, Davinia.” Patricia said.

This weekend may turn out good after all. There are some unanswered questions though...

It wasn’t long before Davinia fell into a deep sleep...
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 20

Postby Plueschbabycd » Fri Jun 01, 2012 1:55 am

Hello very good story but I have no glue how the cam on this DVD, I have read again first part and the gave no save word. Has this page spy virus embedded?
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 20

Postby skybird137 » Fri Jun 01, 2012 2:10 am

...“Now the important one, the safe-word to stop the interrogation. This is a particular physical item. Once you have named it, you stop the captors from using interrogation on you.”...

...”How about ‘Everybody loves Raymond DVD, seeing as it fits in with the Patricia Heaton fantasy.” Davinia nodded, not really paying attention...


This is in part 2. You may have missed it, but it is there
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 20

Postby Plueschbabycd » Fri Jun 01, 2012 2:44 am

I was thought that I read the not put it in. I saw only as idea the had that she could use. :)
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 20

Postby skybird137 » Fri Jun 01, 2012 2:54 am

What Serena did not do was enter a full safe word for stopping everything.

The only safe word that was entered, so to speak was for the 'interrogation' part.

And there is a little more to come about what caused all of this situation.
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 21

Postby skybird137 » Wed Jun 13, 2012 12:41 am

Part 21

Davinia awoke to the chirping of the birds, and discovering that she was very helpless, struggled against her bonds. When she was properly awake, she remembered the events of the day before, and calmed down.

She also noticed that she was very aroused, and that Patricia was facing her, nude and sound asleep.

“MMMPH!” She called out to Patricia, but there was no response. What am I going to do? I can’t pleasure myself and Patricia is not going to be able to give me my release. Davinia’s body began to slowly writhe from the pleasurable torment she was receiving. Maybe if I can get a few fingers around the rope that goes between my legs, I can fulfil myself. Davinia struggled and finally managed to get a few fingers under the crotch-rope, before starting to pull.

The effect wasn’t much though, and served only to make Davinia even more aroused and frustrated. I think that I am just torturing myself like this. Maybe if I can press myself into the bed, there could be a chance to stop my torment. She wriggled herself a little further away from Patricia, and then after some struggling, finally rolled onto her front.

Davinia pressed her womanhood against the bed, pulling on the crotch-rope at the same time. “Pleph, pleph, pleph!” she cried out as she tried desperately to bring herself to orgasm, by writhing, pressing and pulling. As she struggled, she found herself getting close to the edge. I hope this will do it for me.

Then, Davinia realised that she was only going to get this far and no further. “NOPH!” she screamed out, as she understood that her early morning was going to be one of helpless denial and torment.

I’m not going to be able to rest like this. I am going to be so frustrated, and my actions have only made my situation worse. Patricia is in a deep sleep and I can’t wake her up! I’m stuck like this!

Davinia struggled and writhed helplessly on the bed, with the knowledge that she had to remain like this until Patricia woke up. With this hogtie, I can’t kick Patricia and with my hands bound like this to my body, I can’t even tickle her, let alone pinch her. If I could pinch her nipples, I could awake her for sure, but there I’m sure that I would have to pay for doing that. I’m just going to have to lie here and suffer.

The poor helpless girl writhed and struggled as the fire in her body continued to make her suffer. She rolled onto her right side so that she could face Patricia. With some more struggling, Davinia managed to move closer to Patricia. As I’m only cleave-gagged, I may be able to kiss her body and that might wake her up.

Davinia struggled to reach Patricia, and move slightly further down the bed. She moaned almost constantly as the movement made her more aroused. Eventually, she worked herself into a position so that her face was in front of Patricia’s breasts. I hope that this works. Davinia started to slowly and carefully kiss the mounds of Patricia’s breasts in an attempt to wake her up.

All Patricia did was move slightly in response to Davinia’s actions. I’m having no affect whatsoever on Patricia, so I’m going to have to try something else then. Davinia started to gently kiss Patricia’s nipples, hoping that this would rouse Patricia from her deep sleep. This, however, was also having no effect on Patricia, causing Davinia to worry. I need my release from this torment, and I can’t wake you up!

Davinia realised that she had to take it further if she hoped for Patricia to fulfil her desire, so she took Patricia’s right nipple into her mouth and gently sucked on it. Patricia moaned in her sleep at the touch of Davinia’s lips on her breasts, but even this was not enough to cause her to wake up.

I’m left with only one choice now, and I know that it will awake Patricia, but she is going to make me suffer for this! Davinia softly pressed her teeth against Patricia’s right nipple and bit...

“OW! What the hell!” Patricia said as she woke up immediately. “Davinia! What the hell are you doing! Why are you moving like that!”

Davinia moaned and writhed on the bed, pressing her body against Patricia’s. “Pleph, pleph, Patph, pleph!” she cried out, hoping that Patricia would get the message.

“You bit my nipple, just so that you could have a little fun?” Patricia said. “You are going to be punished for this.” She got off the bed and picked up a harness gag with a red ball, before kneeling on the bed and rolling Davinia into a face down position. “Open your mouth wide, you bad girl.”

Davinia did so, knowing that it would be useless to resist. Her cleave-gag was removed and then Patricia buckled in the harness gag as tightly as possible. The poor captive cried out at her treatment, but Patricia had more plans.

Patricia united the hogtie rope from Davinia’s wrists and ankles, tied one end to the bottom of the bed, and then straightened out Davinia’s legs, before tying the other end to her ankles. “Now, you have been a bad girl and I will have to punish you. I think that your bottom makes a very good target for a spanking.”

At this, Davinia struggled and pulled against her bonds, but she was not moving an inch from that spot. “What’s wrong little girl, don’t you want to be punished?” Patricia asked. Davinia shook her head in answer. “Well, it’s going to happen to you.”

“MMMMMM!” Screamed Davinia through her gag as Patricia landed a heavy blow from her right hand onto Davinia’s bottom. The captive screamed twice more as another two blows landed upon her. Then she moaned as the effect of the spanking increased her arousal.

“You are really naughty, Davinia. You are using this spanking for your pleasure.” Patricia rained three more hard spanks onto Davinia’s unprotected posterior, causing Davinia to scream first, but moan and writhe after. “I think you need a different punishment, and I have just the idea.”

Patricia turned Davinia over onto her front, where her poor girl thrust her hips up and begged for her fulfilment. Please don’t keep me like this Patricia, please fulfil me! The woman walked over to where a box was on the side. “This should be suitable for your punishment, my devilish Davinia.” She picked up two items, and hid them in the palm of her hand before knelling on top of Davinia, with her knees on either side of the helpless girl.

“I am going to enjoy doing this, you bad girl.” Patricia said. She knelt down and started to kiss and suck Davinia’s nipples, causing them to become erect. Davinia moaned, writhed and sighed as this was going on. “Now for the main punishment.” Patricia said as she showed Davinia the two items.

Davinia screamed as she saw the two spring clothes pegs! She twisted under Patricia but it was useless. Don’t do this to me, please! Patricia knelt over Davinia, and took Davinia’s right breast in her left hand.

Davinia screamed as Patricia attached one of the clothes pegs to her right nipple, and she cried out again as pain shot through her left nipple from the other clothes peg. “I think that this is a good punishment for you.”

“MMMMMMMMMMM!” screamed Davinia as Patricia took a peg in each hand and pulled them mercilessly. Patricia started to twist and pull the pegs, causing the Helpless Davinia to cry out constantly.

“Now, are you going to wake me up again?” Patricia asked. Davinia shook her head in response. “Then you will let me sleep in future, then.” The tormented girl nodded at this. “Good, you have learnt your lesson then. But you’ll wear the pegs for a little while yet.” Patricia gently kissed Davinia’s breasts causing a mixture of pain and pleasure to shoot through her. Davinia writhed at the attention that she was receiving from Patricia.

Davinia nearly felt herself explode as she felt Patricia’s right hand start to caress her womanhood. She thrust her hips up against Patricia, trying to get as much pleasure as possible from the action.

“MMMMMM!” cried Davinia s Patricia bit the ends of the clothes peg on Davinia’s left nipple, causing her pain in the process. Patricia spat out the peg and then used the same method to remove the second peg from Davinia’s right nipple. Davinia screamed out as Patricia started to kiss and suck the bruised nipples, creating a strong mixture of pleasure and pain.

Patricia increased the speed and intensity of the caresses on Davinia’s womanhood, bringing her very close to her release. Davinia moaned as the caresses pleasured her, but cried out whenever she was bitten on her already sore nipples by Patricia.

Davinia felt herself right on the edge of her release as she moaned and writhed uncontrollably due to Patricia’s expert touch. Then Patricia stopped her lovemaking, leaving Davinia to struggle and cry out on the bed.

Don’t leave me like this Patricia, I need you to make love to me!

“You are such a splendid sight, struggling there in your denial. Maybe I should keep this going for an hour or so, it would be very entertaining.” Davinia begged and pleaded to Patricia as she had no other option.

“MMMMM! MMMMM! MMMMM!” cried Davinia, hoping that Patricia would relent. She thrust her hips up, needing Patricia to finish pleasuring her.


“Okay, I think you’ve been punished enough now.” Patricia knelt over Davinia’s body, gently kissing her nipples, and caressing her womanhood with great intensity.

Davinia again felt herself close to her peak as Patricia continued, her body pressing against Patricia’s whenever possible. Then Davinia screamed as she reached her fulfilment, her body arching and shaking from the joy that spread throughout her body...

Davinia noticed that she was lying on the right side, with Patricia looking at her. “Try to get some sleep now, Davinia. You are going to need it when you get up.” Davinia closed her eyes, and rested...


“MMMMMM!” Davinia cried out as her feet felt the relentless onslaught of Patricia’s fingernails. She writhed and struggled, but nothing could prevent the tickling that tormented her.

“Good to see that you’re awake now, Davinia.” Patricia said. Davinia looked up Patricia, who was dressed in her red top, leather mini-skirt and leather boots as she untied the rope that bound Davinia’s ankles to the bottom of the bed. “Time for your break, and then we can have breakfast.”

Davinia was taken into the bathroom for a bathroom break, before being taken downstairs. Then she was made to hop into the kitchen, where Serena was sitting on Eva’s lap and was being fed cereal by her.

“That ball-gag’s a bit strict, Pat. Why did you put it on Davinia?” Eva asked.

“She woke up early and decided to do a little nipple-biting.” answered Patricia as she removed Davinia’s gag. “She needed some ‘attention’ which I gave to her after she was suitably punished for her transgression.”

Davinia blushed at this comment. “Did you need some sweet caresses from your captor then, Davinia?” Davinia’s face was now crimson as she nodded her head.

Patricia pulled out one of the kitchen chairs from the table, sat down on it, and then placed Davinia onto her lap, with Davinia facing the right. Next, Patricia took a spoonful of cereal from a dish that had been prepared by Eva, and placed it in front of Davinia’s mouth. Davinia took the spoon into her mouth and ate the cereal.

“You two were very good yesterday.” Eva said. “Pat and I expected you both to give up within an hour. Nobody else at your level has ever lasted that long.”

“We didn’t know.” said Serena, who had finished her breakfast, and was snuggling into Eva, who was cuddling her. “We had no idea until who you were until you mentioned the Snow white part, and then we knew that you weren’t sent here by Davinia’s stepmother.”

“But what about the item information?” Eva asked. “Davinia gave it when I re-entered the room.”

“I can answer that.” Davinia said. “It was only when you took my blindfold off that I saw Patricia in her ‘Sexy Deborah Barone’ outfit.” Davinia then explained what had happened on the night of the first of April, including the fact that the last thing was the ‘waiting sign’ on the PC.

“Are you trying to tell us that there was nothing after that? No further emails, requests for credit card details? Nothing?” Patricia asked.

“There was nothing, Patricia. I didn’t receive any contact. That’s why we completely forgot about it.”

By this time, Davinia had finished her breakfast, and Patricia placed the spoon in the dish. She got Davinia to stand up before standing up herself, and then placed Davinia back on the chair.

“I’m going to call someone high up.” Patricia said. “If there has been a failure in the system, someone needs to know as soon as possible. I’ll make it in the living room.” Patricia then left the kitchen, closing the door behind her.

Time passed as the three ladies waited in the kitchen. Will they cancel it? It is possible if there has been a foul-up at their end. I just hope that someone else doesn’t end up in our situation, with an even worse setup.

After a while, Patricia re-entered the kitchen. “That was a real mess, Eva.” she said.

“What happened, Pat?”

“Well, it seems that there were three ‘free offers’ that were going to be applied randomly to the system, as part of the company start-up. However, because payment was not required, the credit card section of the site was not accessed. This location also contains the systems for sending out the emails to the clients. That is why you did not get any notification or email, Davinia.” Patricia explained.

“What about the other two?” Eva asked.

“They were to start in a week’s time, so the company is going to contact them to make sure that everything is okay.” Patricia said.

“Are we going to stop this one then? After all, these poor girls have been tormented dreadfully, and it could have got worse for them.” Eva said.

“The person at the company said that he hasn’t got the power to stop a scenario, once it has begun. He explained that only the people at the top have that authority, and they can’t be contacted until midday on Monday, which would be pointless anyway. We are to continue as normal, until then.”

“Pat, I would have thought that given the circumstances, they would have aborted this scenario. But, if that’s there instruction, it’s their responsibility.” Eva said. “Now Serena, are you sure about being my captive bondage babe for today?”

Serena blushed furiously. “Yes Eva, but could you please be gentle with me today? Yesterday was very rough and I don’t know how I survived it.”

“How about you two using the master bedroom for your fun then. Eva.” Patricia said. “Davinia and I can stay downstairs. I’ll go easy on her as she’s just a wimp.”

Davinia became indignant at this. A wimp! After what we went through yesterday, and you call me a wimp! “I’m not a wimp, Patricia!” Davinia exclaimed.

“Of course you are.” Patricia retorted. “If you had actually known the item, I bet you would have given us the information immediately if you had known what it was. After all, when you did work it out, you gave it to us at the earliest opportunity.”

“That was because I was worried about how Serena was. I only acted when we had those horrible hooks in our mouths, and she was suffering! I could have taken a lot more!” Davinia said, trying to stop herself from shouting.

“It’s easy to boast now, you wimpy wench, when you don’t have to prove anything. If you had to go through more torment, you’d give up straight away.” Patricia said with a subtle mocking tone to her voice.

By this time, Eva had got Serena to stand up and she was hopping out through the kitchen doorway, with Eva helping her.

“I can take anything you can do to me Pat!” Davinia shouted.

“That’s quite a boast, Davinia.” Eva said. “I don’t think you’re that tough.”

“She isn’t, Eva. Davinia can make whatever claim she wants, as she doesn’t have to prove them.” Patricia said. “It’s not like she is in a position to suffer, Eva. If she was to offer to be my S&M sex slave for today, I would believe her, but she’s just another wimpy girl, scared and cowardly.”

By this time, Davinia’s pride and defiance had totally overwhelmed her common sense. “Fine then! I’ll be your ‘S&M Sex Slave’ and prove you wrong!” She shouted at Patricia. “Go on, you can do anything you want to me, unless you’re too scared to!”

“Davinia, that’s a major step. Are you sure about this?” Eva asked.

“I’m sure Eva! I’m not a wimp and I’ll prove it!” Davinia exclaimed.

“You heard it, Eve. She wants this to happen.” Pat said.

“It’s on your own head Davinia, you asked for it.” Eva said as she took Serena upstairs.

Patricia waited until the bedroom door closed. “Well my slave, it’s going to be a really interesting day.” Patricia said as she walked behind Davinia.

“My name is Davinia, Patricia.” Davinia responded. She then cried out as Patricia took a nipple between each thumb and forefinger and pinched hard.

“You no longer have a name, slave, and I am Mistress Heaton, not Patricia. Do you understand?” Patricia pinched harder, making Davinia squeal even more.

“Yes Pa-, Mistress Heaton.” Davinia responded.

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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 22

Postby skybird137 » Wed Jun 20, 2012 4:15 am

Part 22

Patricia let go of Davinia’s nipples. “Good, slave. I see that you learn quickly. But why are you still sitting on the chair? Do you have permission to sit down?” Patricia said with a hint of menace.

Davinia stood up, a little ungainly. “I-I’m sorry Mistress Heaton, I didn’t mean to give offence.” Patricia turned the chair around so that the back of the chair was against the table. She then pointed to the area in front of the chair.

“Kneel there, slave.” Davinia shuffled to the area that Patricia pointed at, before turning and facing the chair. How am I going to get into a kneeling position from here? All I’m going to do is fall over. Davinia squatted down onto the balls of her feet in order to get as close to the ground as possible, but as she tried to lower herself to the ground she squealed as she toppled over to the right.

Davinia was worried as Patricia went over to her and placed her into a kneeling position in front of the chair. What’s Patricia going to do to me as a punishment for failure? She watched as Patricia left the kitchen and came back about a minute later with Davinia’s riding crop. That’s unfair! You’re going to whip me for something impossible?

Patricia sat down in the chair. “Don’t worry slave. I won’t punish you for falling over. It was an impossible request to begin with. If you didn’t try to obey me, you would have been punished for it.” She then raised her right foot in front of Davinia’s face. “Okay slave, kiss my boot.”

Davinia hesitated for a moment. OMG! You’re being serious about me being your slave. If I don’t kiss your boot then you’re going to whip me. Davinia started to kiss Patricia’s boot, gingerly at first. At least your boots are clean, you must have wiped them before you came back in.

After a minute, Patricia lowered her right foot and raised the left. “You can kiss this one, and don’t be so slow.” Davinia proceeded to place kisses over Patricia’s left boot. This is okay, it’s not bad or anything. It was then that Davinia felt a glimmer of desire deep inside her womanhood. Serving Patricia is actually affecting me! She continued to kiss Patricia’s boot until it was lowered.

The right boot was raised again, but this time the sole and stiletto heel was presented to Davinia. “Kiss the sole of my boot.” Patricia ordered. You must be joking right, Patricia! You can’t ask me to do that! “You can kiss my sole, or feel the kiss of this crop, slave. You choose.” Davinia pressed her lips against the sole of the boot slowly, dreading the feel and taste. Then she kissed the boot again after realising that the sole was clean as well. I don’t think that you would really use that crop on me Patricia, you must be bluffing.

After Davinia had kissed the sole for about a minute, Patricia said “Slave, it’s time for you to suck on the heel. It’s perfectly clean.” Davinia stopped in shock. You can’t expect me to do that, Patricia! “You heard me, Davinia, Suck the heel!” Patricia ordered.

“But Mistress Heaton!” Davinia said. “Please don’t make me do it!” Patricia stood up and went to Davinia’s left side. She pushed down on Davinia’s back until the poor girl was bent over, with her bottom exposed.

“OW! OW!” Davinia screamed as Patricia delivered two hard strikes on the captive girl’s bottom with the crop.

“Really slave, are you going to disobey me?” Patricia asked in a tone that promised more punishment. Davinia shook her head, whimpering. That really hurt! You mean it! You are actually serious about me being your slave! Patricia sat back down on the chair and presented her right heel to Davinia. “Go ahead slave.”

My bottom is still hurting, and I have no other choice. Davinia very gingerly took the heel of the shoe in her mouth and began to suck on it.

“Very good slave, at least you know what happens when you disobey me.” Patricia said, gently moving her heel back and forward and causing it to slide in and out of Davinia’s mouth. “I am really going to enjoy today.” Patricia lowered her right boot and raised the left one up. “Kiss and suck on this one, unless you want to be punished.” Davinia did as she was instructed, acting a bit quicker than before, though.

“Lie down on your front.” Patricia commanded. Davinia stopped sucking on Patricia’s left heel, and slowly worked her way into lying on her right side. Then she manoeuvred herself around until her head was close to Patricia’s feet, before rolling herself onto her front.

Patricia picked up a length of rope, brought Davinia’s heels up to her bottom, and then placed the captive in a tight and uncomfortable hogtie. Davinia moaned at her treatment. “Is there anything wrong, slave?” Patricia asked.

“No, Mistress Heaton, everything is fine.” Davinia answered. If I said that something was wrong, you would punish me for sure. I can’t give any other answer. Patricia moved Davinia closer to the chair, before she sat down again, placing her booted feet right in front of Davinia’s face.

“This time slave, you can lick my boots.” Davinia wormed her way a little forward, and started to slowly lick Patricia’s boots. If this is what the start of the day is like, I’m going to be a wreck by the end of it. Patricia smiled as Davinia continued with her embarrassing actions. “Keep going slave. If you stop before I tell you to, your bottom will become very red.”

After about five minutes, Patricia said “You can stop licking my boots slave, that was very pleasant.” Davinia did so with a sigh, relieved that this was over. Patricia picked up the harness gag that was used on Davinia earlier in the morning. “Open wide, slave.” she ordered. Davinia did so, the ball was inserted into her mouth, and the helpless girl protested as the straps were buckled as tightly as possible.

“You do look great like that slave, helpless and completely at my mercy.” Patricia said. Davinia whimpered as Patricia leant over and placed the tip of the riding crop on her left cheek. “See how powerless you are? I can torment you any way I like and you are unable to prevent it.” Patricia said menacingly.

Davinia shivered in her bonds, before pulling and straining at the ropes. Please, it can’t be! Patricia can’t be a sadist! She shook her head in protest at Patricia’s comments.

“Struggling is pointless my slave, even though I do get pleasure watching you trying to escape from your predicament. You do look very sweet as a damsel.” Davinia screamed through her gag as Patricia’s right heel dug deeply into her left buttock.

“That’s it, young lady. Even my boots can be used to torment you.” Davinia cried out again as the stiletto heel dug deeper into her bottom. Patricia twisted her heel as it pressed into Davinia’s sensitive flesh, causing her further pain. “I’ve don’t think that I’ve had so much fun in years, ever since that props girl lost her bet. She couldn’t sit down for a week afterwards.”

Davinia sighed with relief as Patricia removed her right foot from Davinia’s sore buttock. “Take of advantage of this while it lasts slave, because it will not last long.” Patricia walked around to Davinia’s right side and dug her left heel into Davinia’s right bottom.

“MMMMGMMMMGM!” Davinia cried as the sharp pain shot through her bottom. Patricia is going to make my life miserable, and she is going to take great pleasure in doing so. “MMMMGMGNNN” she cried as Patricia then stuck the soles of her feet with the crop.

“Maybe I should apply a different technique on your feet, slave.” said Patricia, kneeling down by Davinia’s feet. Davinia screamed and giggled as Patricia slowly raked her fingernails down Davinia’s exposed soles.

Nonononononono! Davinia continued to scream as Patricia moved her fingers ever faster. Then Patricia moved her fingers to Davinia’s sides, making the young lady squirm and shout as she was unable to escape the onslaught. The tickling stopped for a minute, allowing Davinia to catch her breath, before the poor captive was forced to squirm and wriggle under Patricia’s relentless action.

“I don’t even have to hurt you to torment you, my helpless slave. I can just use my fingernails on the right points of your body. Time to have a little fun with your front.” Patricia took hold of Davinia and rolled the bound captive onto the front. Davinia groaned as her feet were pressed in an awkward position underneath her body. “Even lying you on your front can be fun.”

“MMGGMM!” protested Davinia as her ankles were pulled. You can’t leave me like this, surely!

“Your breasts make a lovely target, very tempting indeed.” Patricia raised her right foot and brought the heel down on the mound of Davinia’s left breast. The girl cried out as the heel dug in, inflicting pain on her body. “Oops, I seem to have missed.” Patricia lifted her foot up and this time, pressed her heel against the left nipple.

“MMMMMMGGGMMMMMGGGMMMM!” Davinia screamed, writhing and struggling under Patricia’s cruel actions. What else are you going to do to me with your boots? Then, the realisation of what was going to happen next went through Davinia’s mind. Oh no! Not there, please not there! The helpless girl shook her head wildly, begging and pleading through her gag and struggling against her bonds.

“Oh, I see that you have guessed what is going to happen to you next, slave.” Patricia said with an evil smile on her face. “Well, none of this is going to stop me.” Patricia lifted her right foot up, just a little, and slowly moved it down Davinia’s body. The heel traced a path between Davinia’s breasts, slowly down along her abdomen, stopping briefly at her navel, before continuing down to her womanhood.

No! No, please NO! Davinia shook her head and tried to beg through her gag at Patricia, but it was useless. “MMMMMMMM!” she screamed as the stiletto heel pressed painfully against her.

“You must have thought that I was bluffing, young lady. By the way, this is nothing compared to what awaits you today.” Patricia then laughed evilly. “You are going to be great!” Patricia then relieved the pressure and stroked Davinia’s womanhood gently with her heel. Davinia gasped at the pleasure that this brought to her. “Did you only think that I would give you pain? There is a lot of pleasure to give you, and I think that sometimes, the pain will cause you pleasure as well.”

Patricia rolled Davinia back onto her front. “I am going to loosen your hogtie rope. Don’t think of trying to cause me any trouble while I am doing this." Davinia lay there still, as Patricia untied the knot that held the hogtie rope tight. The rope was loosened and the knot was retied.

As there was more give in the rope now, Davinia was placed into a kneeling position facing the chair. What is Patricia going to do to me? Patricia sat on the chair, lifted her right foot and gently placed the heel on Davinia’s womanhood. Davinia sighed softly as the heel gently caressed her intimacy. After the tormenting that I have just gone through, I hope Patricia is going to be nice to me for a little while. The caresses on Davinia’s womanhood continued as Patricia used the end of the crop to softly stroke the mounds of Davinia’s breasts. Davinia writhed at the touch of the crop and arched her body, offering her breasts.

“So you see slave, these can be used for pleasure as well as pain.” said Patricia as she increased the speed of her heel on Davinia’s intimacy. Davinia moaned louder as the pleasure built up inside her. This is so good. I can get through today, if Patricia does this to me as well. The helpless captive started to thrust her hips as much as she could, given her present bondage, as the feelings inside her grew ever stronger.

“I think that deep inside, you actually like me tormenting you, slave. You couldn’t want to be pleasured so quickly, otherwise.” Patricia pressed her heel hard against the ‘bulls-eye’ of Davinia’s womanhood, causing her captive to gasp from a mixture of pain and pleasure. The heel then went slowly up and down Davinia’s most intimate areas while the head of the crop softly teased Davinia’s nipples.

This is taking me closer to orgasm. I just hope that Patricia doesn’t hit me with the crop before the end of it. Davinia was writhing and moaning more and more as Patricia continued, enjoying every moment.

Every touch, every caress was taking Davinia closer to her desire’s need. Patricia was pressing harder with her heel, and moving it up and down faster, with Davinia thrusting back against her. It won’t be long now, I’ll just need this to happen for a little longer. Davinia felt that she was right on the edge, needing just a little more effort to be brought to orgasm.

Then Patricia pulled her legs back from Davinia’s body, leaving the helpless girl in an extreme state of denial.

“MMMMMMGGGMMM! MMMGGGGGMMM!” Davinia screamed and begged at Patricia as her moment of pleasure was denied her and all she could feel was desire, torment and need.

Patricia stood up and looked at Davinia with a smile on her face. “Did you think that hitting and tickling you were the only ways to torture you? I think that this may be the most effective torment.” Davinia shook her head, writhing and struggling in her bondage in a futile effort to free herself.. No no no no no no! Don’t leave me like this Patricia! This is worse than anything!

“I have some things to unpack and sort out, slave. I should be back in about half-an-hour. When I come back in, I might give you what you desire.” Patricia walked toward the kitchen door. “Bye for now.” she said, leaving the room and closing the door behind her.

Davinia shook her head furiously and screamed at the uncaring walls of the kitchen, the hot ache inside her womanhood seeming to grow even stronger. How could you do this to me! I hate you! Please don’t leave me like this! Come back, finish me!

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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 23

Postby skybird137 » Wed Jun 27, 2012 1:16 pm

Part 23

Davinia was unaware of the passing of time. All she knew was that her desire was overwhelming her very being. She sobbed and struggled, hoping that somehow she could get a hand free and bring an end to her torment of need. It was impossible though, and she knelt there, in a torture created by her own desires. Please Mistress Heaton, please come back and free me from my suffering! I will do whatever you want!

The helpless girl was still struggling when Patricia entered the room. “Still having fun are we?” she said. Please Mistress, please don’t leave me like this! It’s beyond cruel! Davinia begged through her gag, making little “mph” sounds, and pleaded with her eyes, trying to look as pitiful as she could. “Are you truly my slave then?” Patricia asked. Davinia nodded in response, knowing that she had no other choice.

“Good then, slave. I will now finish pleasuring you.” Patricia sat down on the floor behind Davinia, with her legs to either side of the helpless girl’s body. She then began to caress Davinia’s breasts and her still erect nipples. Davinia continued to beg and plead to her captor for that final act that would release her. Patricia brought her right hand down to Davinia’s womanhood, and started to steadily stroke and caress her most intimate of areas.

Davinia nodded and moaned, praying that Patricia wouldn’t abandon her to suffering like she did before. Patricia increased the speed of her caresses and gently kissed Davinia on the back of her neck, increasing Davinia’s desire still further.

The teasing of Davinia’s breasts and nipples was still carrying on, and the caresses of her intimacy were increasing in speed and intensity. Soon, the helpless girl was writhing, with her body at the edge of pleasure. Just a little more, OMG! OMG! Davinia shook and convulsed from the pleasure that spread throughout her very being, and she was only faintly aware of Patricia still caressing her body...


“Did you enjoy yourself, slave?” Patricia asked. Davinia nodded as she blushed from her reaction to Patricia’s actions. That was wonderful! It was worth the wait that you put me through.

Patricia began to unbuckle the harness gag. “If have given you pleasure, my slave, so it’s time to pleasure me.” By this time the gag was removed from Davinia. Patricia got up, picked up two chopsticks and two elastic bands from the table, and faced Davinia. “Open your mouth wide and stick your tongue out.”

Davinia stuck her tongue out as far as she possibly could, feeling a little embarrassed at what she was expected to do. Patricia placed the chopsticks above and below Davinia’s tongue, and secured the chopsticks using the elastic bands. After picking up a sleep mask, Patricia put the mask over Davinia’s eyes, preventing her from seeing.

Davinia knelt there on the floor, feeling helpless and a little foolish. I must look really silly with my tongue poking out like this. She then heard the kitchen chair in front of her being moved closer. I guess that is so that Patricia can sit on the chair when I service her. Then she heard someone sit in the chair and felt legs on either side of her body, before two hands took hold of her head, forcing her to lean forward.

Davinia now felt her tongue press against Patricia’s womanhood. “Now, my slave, it is time for you to pleasure me. Make sure that you do your job well.” Davinia slowly and gently started to lick Patricia’s womanhood, planning to take her time. Let’s see if Patricia can hold on as well as I can, as I’m not going to hurry this. The caresses from Davinia’s tongue very softly glided over the mound of Patricia’s intimacy, making soft and teasing strokes.

She heard soft moans escape Patricia’s lips, and felt the slight movement of her captor’s legs, caused as a result of the gentle touch. Davinia continued with the slow movements for the time being, understanding the effect that it had on Patricia. Then she increased the speed and the pressure of her tongue’s caresses and heard the moans grow louder. I really am making Patricia aroused, but I won’t hurry this as she might get annoyed if I’m too quick. She slowed down again and felt Patricia writhe softly with frustration.

Again Davinia pressed harder and licked faster, increasing her captor’s arousal. Patricia moaned softly and pressed herself against Davinia’s face. You’re being a bit greedy, Patricia. Davinia pulled her head back, lessening the effects of her caresses.

“You are such a tease, slave.” Patricia said. Davinia nodded in response. If you think that it’s okay to tease me, then I will respond. The captive leaned forward again, pressing hard against Patricia’s womanhood and stimulating her further. She could feel her teasing having an even greater effect, as her captor’s legs pressed against her. It’s not over yet, you have a little way to go.

Davinia lowered her head and tongue and started to gently lick the folds of Patricia’s intimacy, causing the woman to twitch in response. She increased the speed and pressure of her actions and felt Patricia go rigid. Trying to get the most feeling out of this now, I see. Slowly, Davinia explored Patricia’s intimacy, gently pressing against each spot and area, teasing as much as she could. Deeper she explored, until she was at her limit which was imposed on her by the chopsticks pressing on her tongue.

It seems that I am at my limit for depth, but I think that the most vital point will be within reach. Patricia glided her tongue around Patricia’s intimacy and soon found the ‘bulls-eye’. Patricia squealed as Davinia pressed her tongue onto the spot. Now to really tease you.

Davinia started to caress Patricia’s’ bull-eye’, eliciting writhes and moans from the woman. She increased the speed and pressure of her touches, driving Patricia closer and closer to orgasm. By her actions, I think that she must be very close now.

Davinia slowed down now, denying Patricia her quick release. If you can do it to me, then I will do the same. After a few minutes, Davinia’s caresses speeded up taking Patricia close to the edge again, before slowing down. I am probably going to get punished for this, but at least I can do the teasing right now.

Davinia sped up again, and this time continued the caresses, as hard and as fast as she possibly could. Patricia emitted a loud cry, and then began convulsing and shivering as her orgasm overtook her. The strokes continued while this was going on, Davinia wanting to make the experience last as long as possible.

After a few minutes, Davinia heard and felt Patricia stand up and move about the room, before feeling her hogtie rope being removed. “It’s time for you to be put into a more comfortable position, slave.” She felt arms around her body, lifting her up into a standing position, before she was moved and made to sit down on what felt like someone’s lap.

Davinia’s sleep mask was removed, and she saw that she was sitting on Patricia’s lap, facing to Patricia’s right. Patricia put her arms around the helpless girl and embraced her warmly. “You have been very naughty with your teasing, and I will have to punish you for that. However, you did also create an extraordinarily good experience, and for that I will also give you pleasure.”

Patricia leant forward and enveloped Davinia’s tongue in her mouth, causing the helpless girl to wriggle a little. Then Davinia shivered and she felt Patricia’s tongue caress her own. It’s like being French kissed, the difference is that I’m completely helpless and unable to stop it. I’ll have to use this on someone else, someday. Davinia tried to caress back, even though she was limited by her gag, and pressed her tongue against Patricia’s.

Davinia felt Patricia’s left arm around her, while the right hand was now caressing her hair. This is very pleasant, I hope that this goes on for a while. She pressed herself against Patricia, exploring the inside of her mistress’s mouth, while Patricia caressed the right side of her body. Davinia moaned into Patricia’s mouth as she felt the soft caress of Patricia’s hand on her helplessly bound thighs. The hand moved slowly up and down, causing Davinia to become aroused and writhe in Patricia’s embrace.

Patricia pressed her tongue against Davinia’s and intertwined it as much as possible, making the bound girl even more excited. She slipped her hand in between Davinia’s thighs, above the upper rope, and caressed the inside of Davinia’s legs from there to her womanhood. Davinia’s hips started to twitch at this point as her arousal grew ever stronger. With my luck, Patricia will probably leave me in denial, especially after the teasing that I did to her.

The kissing stopped as Patricia pulled her head back. “I think that you need to be properly gagged again, my slave.” She stopped her caresses and reached out with her right hand for the harness gag, which was on the table, just to her right. “Open wide, slave.” Davinia opened her mouth and felt the ball pressing against her tongue. Then she felt the buckles being tightened and strapped into place, enforcing her helplessness.

Patricia took her right hand and caressed the mound of Davinia’s right breast, moving in slow, teasing strokes, while she kissed Davinia’s neck. The captive writhed slowly in her captor’s embrace, moaning softly at the kisses and caresses.

Fingertips softly made little circles around Davinia’s nipples, while the kisses were moving slowly from her neck to her chest. Soon, her right nipple was being gently teased between the thumb and forefingers of Patricia’s right hand, while Patricia’s mouth was giving playful bites and softly sucking at the mound of Davinia’s left breast. This is good, this is so good, but I know there is still a price to be paid.

Patricia’s right hand glided down to between Davinia’s legs, while her lips gently enclosed the erect nipple on Davinia’s right breast. Davinia squealed as her womanhood was softly stroked, and her right nipple was gently bitten and sucked. She thrust her hips against Patricia’s hand, trying to increase the feeling of arousal in her womanhood.

The kisses and caresses continued as Davinia surrendered herself to the moment. Patricia continued with her actions until...

“MMMGMM!” Davinia cried out as she felt the inside of her right thigh get pinched.

“What’s wrong dear? Getting a little uncomfortable?” Patricia bit Davinia’s right nipple, causing the bound girl to cry out and struggle uselessly against the ropes that held her firmly. “You are totally in my power, slave, never forget that.”

“MMMMMMMGGGGMM” was the scream as Davinia felt her womanhood being pinched. I’m being tortured again! The actions stopped as abruptly as they began, with Patricia now touching the areas softly. Davinia noticed the rush of pleasure in her body as she was being soothed, and she sighed with relief.

A few seconds later though, Davinia screamed through her gag as Patricia took a nipple in each hand and cruelly pinched. The nipples were pulled and twisted, with Davinia begging for the torment to stop. Then Patricia let go and placed gentle kisses on the tormented girl’s nipples. Again, Davinia noticed the feeling of pleasure inside her, and realised that this was also affecting her arousal. This is impossible, Patricia is using the pain to give pleasure? She looked at Patricia who had stopped for a moment.

“Surely you cannot be surprised after yesterday, especially after you were spanked and later flogged. You must know by now that pain can actually be used to provide further pleasure.” It was then that Patricia moved her right hand to pinch Davinia’s womanhood again.

“MMMMGGGMMM!” she screamed, but felt Patricia instantly caress and soothe the spot. She experienced the relief in the area, causing another increase in her arousal, eliciting a sigh from her gagged mouth.

“Stand up, slave. I want to use you in an experiment.” Davinia stood up ungainly, due to the fact that she was stringently bound, and waited. Patricia got up and forced Davinia to hop to one of the table corners. “Place yourself at the corner and lie on your front.” ordered Patricia. Davinia did so and felt the corner press into her. What does Patricia have in store for me? I know that I can easily be whipped in this position. She felt herself being tied to the table leg at her ankles, her knees and at her upper thigh. I guess that this is to stop me from struggling. But I can still stand up straight, how is she going to stop that?

Davinia watched as Patricia tied one end of a length of rope to the ring on the top of the gag. Her face was turned to her right so that her left cheek pressed against the table. Patricia then tied the other end of the rope to the corner leg that was the opposite one to where Davinia’s legs were bound. I can’t move now, I can’t even turn my face to the left. You sure are an expert at this, and my bottom feels very exposed right now.

She saw movement out of the corner of her eye and noticed that Patricia was taking two items out of a bag. Patricia approached the table, carrying the items. She dropped one item in front of Davinia’s face, causing her to scream loudly and fight against her ropes.

It was a large strap-on!

No! You can’t do that to me! It’ll never fit! Please, Patricia you can’t torture me with that! It’s inhumane! I don’t want that thing in me, it’s horrible!

“You can calm down, slave. I won’t put that in you unless you want me to. By the way, you will want me to put it in you, and if I stop, you will beg for me to continue.” Patricia said trying to calm Davinia down. The captive stopped struggling and looked less tense. Then she was shown the flogger. “You are familiar with this after what Eva did to you last evening. You certainly seemed to enjoy the experience. Now, brace yourself.”

Patricia walked around to the back of Davinia, and raised the flogger. Davinia closed her eyes and tensed herself, hoping that this will help. “MMMMGGGMM!” the girl cried as she felt a series of six hard, stinging blows on her unprotected posterior. Then Patricia gently caressed and smoothed the area that had been flogged, bringing relief to Davinia.

Again Davinia screamed as the flogger swept back and forth over her cheeks. Then she sighed as the actions stopped, to be replaced by the gentle, gliding hands of Patricia. This feels better every time, and the pain didn’t seem to be as bad. Is this playing games with my mind? The caresses are even making me more aroused.

The cries escaped Davinia’s lips as she endured a third set of blows onto her bottom from the flogger, but they didn’t seem to be as bad, even though her rear end was squirming from the stinging. That almost felt pleasurable. What is happening to me? There were more smoothing actions, which along with the occasional caress of her womanhood was increasing her desire.

“ARMPH!” The helpless girl screamed as she felt blows that were harder than before. Patricia was delivering about twelve blows now, and Davinia was struggling wildly against her bonds. The relief and pleasure felt afterwards was far greater though, leaving Davinia writhing and moaning in anticipation of more.

The next twelve flogs on her bottom were harder still, but Davinia was feeling pleasure as well as pain, I’m not sure whether that hurt or not now. At this rate I may not be able to distinguish the two. The caresses that followed brought a feeling that was close to ecstasy.

“Would you like me to flog you harder? Your bottom is going a light red.” Patricia asked. To her own surprise, Patricia nodded and “mph’d” in the positive. She screamed as the blows rained down, but it was impossible to tell when the pain ended and pleasure began. Her arousal made her womanhood flame with need, and had left her writhing and moaning uncontrollably.

“Yeph, yeph yeph!” She cried out, wanting Patricia to flog her again. Please flog me, mistress, please bring me to orgasm! The caresses, only stoked her fire even more, and the pain mixed with the pleasure to heighten the sensation.

Davinia tried to present her bottom to Patricia as she begged for more. The flogger worked its magic on the bottom of the immobile captive, taking her close to the edge. The touches after served to take her to the brink.

Davinia now felt herself to be a boiling cauldron of need, wanting only one thing. The release of orgasm. “Pleph! Pleph! PLEPH!” she said, wondering why she had not been flogged again. I just need one more and I can get my desire. Why aren’t you flogging me?!

Patricia put the flogger down on the kitchen table, next to the strap-on. “I will not use the flogger to give you your release. You either accept the strap-on, or lie there in your need.”

You can’t do this to me! You can’t deny me my need. PLEASE!
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 24

Postby skybird137 » Thu Jul 12, 2012 7:56 am

Part 24

“Pleph! Pleph!” screamed Davinia as her body cried out in want. That is cruel! You can flog me as much as you want! Please flog ME! She struggled against her captivity in an effort to get free, but this only added to her feelings.

“It depends on how badly you want this, slave. I can wait for hours. It is your choice. Do you want your pleasure?” Patricia said, cruelly teasing the helpless captive in front of her.

I need it! I need it more than anything else! I’ll do anything you want, mistress! Davinia nodded as much as she could in her situation and said a meek “yeph”

Patricia hitched up her mini-skirt, picked up the device and strapped it to her. “Looks like I have a helpless whore, ready to be taken.” Davinia begged and pleaded to Patricia to hurry. I don’t know how much more of this I can take! Patricia slowly walked around to behind Davinia and untied the crotch-rope from her wrists so that she would have easy access with the knots out of the way.

“Maybe I should take my time before entering you, so that I know that you are ready for this. There’s every chance that you may change your mind as soon as your intimacy is filled.” Davinia whined and pleaded to Patricia through her gag at this comment, pushing her bottom out as far as it would go. “It seems that you may be ready for this, now.” Patricia stepped forward so that the strap-on pushed against Davinia’s bottom, causing her to writhe in anticipation of what was to come.

The angle of the phallus was altered by Patricia so that it pressed between Davinia’s bottom cheeks, and the helpless girl grew very scared. “Maybe this should go in here instead, so you don’t have to worry about me taking you in the normal place.” Davinia whined and shivered from fear at that action, hoping that Patricia wouldn’t do this to her. “I won’t take you there right now, my slave, but I may enjoy a little ‘back-door party’ later on.”

The end was moved down by Patricia and it was ever so gently stroked against the folds of Davinia’s intimacy, eliciting moans and writhes from the poor girl who could do little else. “This marks the spot I think, and I shall dig for your treasure here. Prepare yourself, my slave.” Davinia bit hard on her gag, waiting for Patricia’s next move.

Patricia then thrust herself into Davinia, giving her a feeling of pain and pleasure.

“MMMMMMMGGGMMMMMM!” Davinia screamed from the shock of having her womanhood filled. The feelings she was experiencing were overwhelming, and she was unable to distinguish between them. Then she felt the phallus slide in and out of her slowly and gently. Patricia started like this, so that Davinia could get used to her new feelings.

After a time, Davinia felt the speed and strength of the thrusts increase, taking her closer to the climax that she so desperately needed. “I see that you are enjoying this, I knew that you would. Soon, you will beg me to continue if I stop.” The thrusts carried on, pleasuring Davinia and causing her to push back gently with her body for each thrust from Patricia.

Then, the thrusts were increased in speed and intensity, almost driving Davinia wild. Please speed up Patricia, please take me harder! Davinia tried to press her bottom harder against Patricia in unison with Patricia’s thrusts, in an attempt to maximise the pleasure.

Patricia increased her actions so that the thrusts were even faster and harder, and Davinia was feeling herself getting to the edge of her release. I’m nearly there! It won’t be long now!

Then the thrusts stopped!

Davinia screamed and cursed at Patricia, shouted and swore at the woman who had twice taken her to the brink and pulled back. She struggled furiously, but to no avail. “I told you, my helpless whore, I did say that you would want it and if I stopped, you would want me to continue.” Patricia said. “Do you want me to continue, my slutty slave?”

Davinia nodded slightly. You were right, but please take me!

“I will take you to your desire’s need, my slave. I think that deep down inside you love all of this, but like any good girl you are too embarrassed to admit it.” Patricia started thrusting into Davinia, slow and gently, prolonging the teasing of her nude and helpless captive. Davinia begged and pleaded for Patricia to speed up as she writhed and cried out at each slow, tormenting slide of the phallus.

The speed and pressure grew as Patricia thrust harder and faster into Davinia, and the poor girl felt the impacts into her intimacy, bringing her pleasure each time. Soon, Davinia felt herself almost being pushed into the table with each thrust and slide of the phallus inside her, taking her towards the pleasure that she cried out for with every movement.

Finally, Patricia went faster and more intense still, and Davinia let out a loud, long scream as the peak of her desire had been reached. She lay there on the table convulsing and shaking as the bliss spread throughout her entire being, and she was only slightly aware of Patricia still thrusting away, prolonging the joyful experience...



“I see that you are back, did you enjoy your experience, my slave?” Patricia said as Davinia came back to reality. What was wrong with me? I didn’t want that to happen and it’s been the best experience yet. Does Patricia understand me more than I do myself? Is she more aware of my pleasures than I am? Davinia pushed her bottom out and pleaded with Patricia to start again. Please take me again, Patricia, I want to feel that pleasure again from you.

“Calm down girl, we have a long way to go today and you’ll wear yourself out without any rest. I do take it that you would like to experience that again.” Patricia said. Davinia nodded as much as she could with her gag tied to the opposite table leg. Patricia untied the end of the rope that was knotted at the D ring on Davinia’s gag and pulled the helpless captive into an upright position, before untying her legs from the kitchen table and turning her around in a half circle.

“Now Davinia, you can have two choices. One, you can be a securely bound and gagged captive until tomorrow. There will be no pain, but there will be no pleasures either. Two, you remain as my slave, suffering torments from my actions, but also getting pleasures similar to what you just received. I will remove your gag in about five minutes and you can give me your answer then.” Patricia sat down on the chair, watching the helpless captive.

Davinia just stood there and thought about her situation. I can get out of this and not have to feel any more pain or cruelty. But if I chose the first option, Patricia will not give any more pleasure. If I get aroused, I will have to wait until tomorrow for any release. If I choose the second, it will hurt, probably more than before. I will receive such wonderful orgasms from it though, and they have made this ordeal worth it. I want those feelings inside me again, they were so blissful! You win Mistress Heaton, I will be your slave and receive whatever you want to do to me.

After about five minutes Patricia stood up. “If you want to held captive for the rest of the day, just say so. If you want to remain as my S&M slave, say ‘I am a worthless whore and slut, and I should be punished for it’ These are your choices.” she said to Davinia. Patricia then unbuckled and removed the gag from Davinia.

I can’t believe it, she actually wants me to say these words to her? I can only think that she wants me to express my submission to her. Davinia took a deep breath and said “I am a worthless whore and slut, and I should be punished for it.”

Davinia was caught off guard by Patricia’s reaction, as she felt the warm embrace from her mistress. “It is so good to her that from you, my slave.” Patricia said lovingly. “I won’t promise anything, but I’ll try to make the rest of the day as interesting as possible.” The captive gasped as Patricia kissed her passionately on the lips and she could feel a tongue pressing against her teeth. Davinia parted her teeth and felt Patricia’s tongue probe her mouth and caress her own tongue. The girl caressed back and soon the ladies' tongues were intertwined in another embrace.

After a few minutes, Patricia pulled back from her captive. “I think that you need to be tied up in a different position, my sweet, sexy slave. I think that I should tie you to a chair for a while. Do you agree, slave?” she asked.

“Yes please, my Mistress. I have been bound like this for such a long time, and a change would ease my arms.” Davinia answered. Then Patricia embraced and kissed her again, making Davinia’s heart skip a beat. Have I really become so submissive towards Mistress Heaton?

“I think that a change of gag may be in order, my sultry submissive.” Patricia said. Davinia opened her mouth as Patricia went to a bag and took out a large, red sponge ball and a wide roll of microfoam tape. The ball was placed into Davinia’s mouth, she closed her mouth and then Patricia tore off a strip of tape and firmly sealed Davinia’s lips with it. The Davinia received a soft kiss on her gagged lips.

“You look very pretty in that gag, slave.” Patricia said as she walked over to a tallish object covered by a sheet. She removed the sheet to reveal a tall backed, armless kitchen chair, which seemed far more solid than the ones Davinia normally sat in. She looked questioningly at Patricia.

“We use our own chairs for certain scenarios, because it’s amazing how flimsy normal kitchen chairs are. I saw one lady pull one apart when she was tormented in her captivity. As you can see with this one, the construction is very solid, with horizontal and diagonal struts close to the bottom and the top of the legs. The back has two sides and a strong but thin central strut with another strut at the top.” Patricia explained. “Come over, slave and sit down.”

Davinia hopped over to the chair and sat down, although it was a little awkward because the seat was higher than normal. It felt comfortable though and Davinia smiled through her gag.

“I can trust you not give me any trouble while I tie you to the chair.” Patricia said. Davinia nodded, writhing slightly in her bonds.

Patricia removed the ropes around Davinia’s waist, before untying the bonds that held her arms to her chest. Then her elbow ropes were removed, granting Davinia a great deal of relief. Patricia removed the ropes around Davinia’s ankles, then her knees and finally around her thighs.

“Now my sweet, I am going to dress you a little. Please don’t struggle while I’m doing this.”Davinia gasped as Patricia took a pair of thigh high fishnet stockings out of the bag. “I thought that you looked so good in these that I wanted to see you in another pair. Davinia trembled slightly as Patricia smoothed one of the stockings onto her right leg, making sure that they were snug all the way to the top. Then the other stocking went on Davinia’s left leg, and the captive sighed as Patricia smoothed this stocking on as well.

“I see that you enjoyed that my sweet slave, as I have another surprise for you. They can be awkward to walk in though, as it can talk some practice.” Patricia walked to a box and took out what seemed to be two calf length lace-up boots, but with extremely high heels. How do you walk in those things, you would have to be on tiptoe all of the time. Patricia placed Davinia’s right foot into a pointed position and inserted it into the boot. My foot is stuck in this position, and I can’t bend any other way. Patricia slowly laced up the right boot, ensuring that the boot fitted properly and that there was no slack in the laces.

After she had finished with the first boot, Patricia started to put on the second one. “These are called Ballet Boots, my slave. They force you to walk ‘en pointe’ so to speak, and that is not easy to do.” Davinia watched as the second boot was slowly and carefully laced up by Patricia. “Don’t worry, you won’t have to walk on them immediately, you’ll be sitting down for a little while first.” After finishing putting on the left boot, Patricia stepped back and looked at Davinia. “You really are a wonderful girl in those boots, and it’s a pity I have to cover them with rope.”

Patricia reached into a bag full of rope and took out two large coils, and then placed Davinia’s legs to the sides of the front chair legs. She took one of the coils and tied one end to the front of the lower support from the front right to the front back leg. Then she wrapped the rope anticlockwise from there around Davinia’s right ankle, around the front of the chair leg and around the back under the lower supports. There were three more wraps around Davinia’s ankle and the chair legs like this, with Patricia pulling tight as she went along.

The rope was then taken above the lower support, and Patricia slowly looped the rope around Davinia’s and the chair’s right leg. Each loop was higher than the last one and soon, Davinia’s leg from her ankle to just below her knee was covered with rope. Then Patricia took the rope around the back of the chair leg and looped it over Davinia’s right thigh. This was repeated until there was only a short piece left and Patricia tied this end to the upper strut connecting the front and rear right legs.

Then Patricia tied one end of the second coil of rope to the front of the left side lower support of the chair. This rope went clockwise around Davinia’s ankle and beneath the lower support four times. Then Patricia started to wrap this rope and Davinia’s lower leg until it reached to just below the knee. The rest was wrapped over Davinia’s thigh and around the back of the top of the chair leg, then tied off securely.

“Does that hold you, my slave?” Patricia asked. Davinia nodded, I feel like my legs are held in place by steel. “Time for me to bind your arms to the chair now. Lean forward, my pretty.” Davinia did so and felt the rope being removed from her wrists. “Lean back against the chair.” Davinia let her arms hang at the side of her body and lent back on the chair.

Patricia went back to the bag where she picked up the stockings from and picked up two black satin, elbow length opera style gloves. She then put them on Davinia’s arms. These should protect my lower arms from the ropes. Davinia’s lower arms were then placed to the outer sides of the chair back.

Patricia picked up two more coils of the rope from the bag. She tied one end of the coil to Davinia’s right arm, just above the elbow and wrapped it clockwise around the right chair back and Davinia’s arm. The loops started from just under Davinia’s elbow and went down to just above her wrist. Then four loops were added around Davinia’s wrist and the top of the right rear chair leg. The rope was then taken around Davinia’s wrist, pulled between her wrist and the chair back, from the back to the front under the other rope, and the end was tied to the rope at her right elbow.

The end of the second coil was tied to Davinia’s arm above her left elbow and looped anticlockwise until just above her left wrist. Four anticlockwise loops were then put around her wrist and the top of the left rear chair leg. The rope was looped to behind Davinia and then pulled between her wrists and the chair back below the other ropes and taken up to her elbow were it was tied off securely.

I can’t shake these ropes loose, because the last threading through stops it, and my wrists are tied to the back chair legs. There is no chance of getting free from this.

Patricia took a length of rope and tied it to the middle strut of the chair back at the bottom and wrapped it around Davinia’s waist and the middle strut several times before tying it off at the strut. Another length of rope was tied to the middle strut, just above her breasts and was looped around several times before being tied off. A final piece was tied to the top of the chair on the right side and the rope was looped through Davinia’s right armpit and over her shoulder and the top of the chair. The rest of the rope was taken to her left side, where it was looped around her left armpit, over her left shoulder and around the top of the chair. It was finally tied off, leaving Davinia feeling extremely helpless.

“You look like a very secured slave, my sweet. Do you think that you can escape?” Patricia asked. Davinia shook her head, knowing that she was helplessly bound.

“We can get onto the real fun now.” Patricia said, smiling.

I wonder what my mistress has in store for me now...
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Re: Headmistress story: Order An Intruder Part 24

Postby Headmistress » Sat Jul 14, 2012 7:01 am

Very hot. If only things like this happened in real life.... Love the story and thanks again.