The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story F/FF Part 26

Postby skybird137 » Tue May 27, 2014 2:26 pm

Part 1

The signal for the end of the day came at five o’clock on the Thursday evening, and the thirty year old Petra Marsh put her papers in a neat pile so that she could continue the same old tedium when it was time to start work on Tuesday morning. There was the usual jam at the doorway as everyone tried to get out of the office at the same time, but she just used this moment to change out of her hated black shoes and put on her black flip flops which allowed her feet to be free.

“Liberating your feet, I see.” Petra looked up to see Diana Wilkins smiling at her. “I don’t blame you for doing that, as the dress code here is tyrannical, and this is your own time now.”

Using the word tyrannical was more than a metaphor on this office as the branch manager was a most unpleasant person, and there was a strict dress code in the office with everyone having to wear black trousers, jacket and white shirt, with the women only being allowed to not wear ties or socks. The only other concession for female employees was that they were permitted to wear ladies’ shoes at work, so long as they were black.

“Are you bothering Ms. Marsh again?” Kendra Morgan said as she walked up to Diana, and it was easy to believe that the two were aunt and niece by their looks alone, even with the differences that Diana’s father had provided.

The mother of twenty two year old Diana was the twin sister of Kendra who was approaching fifty, and they shared the same features of blue eyes, thin lips and a slight hooked nose. The slim six foot tall Kendra almost towered over her buxom five foot six niece, and the aunt’s bob haircut was black whereas Diana had straight long brown hair, but they could pass for being mother and daughter, which was true from a genetic standpoint.

“Please, call me Petra, both of you. We’ve known each other long enough to dispense with formalities.”

“Well, in that case, Petra.” Kendra said “Would you like to come with us for a couple of drinks and a sandwich at ‘The Bush’ as it would be better to wait until the rush hour is over. Don’t worry about getting home, as I’ll drive you to your destination.”

“Sure, I don’t mind if you give me a lift, as it beats having to travel by bus.” Petra said as she put her shoes inside her large black handbag before rising up from her desk, and by this time everyone else had got through the door which left the way clear for the trio to leave the office.

Once the three ladies were out on the street, they turned right so that they could walk down to the public house where they had often drank and chatted after work. “Slyde Jones seems to be getting worse every day.” Petra said “Did you see how he reduced Alice to tears with his shouting, and it wasn’t even her fault.”

“Yes.” Diana said “I wonder if he hates women in general and will do anything to make them miserable. This branch has the most horrific codes.”

“There’s no way to remove him from his position, as he is the darling boy of the upper managers. It will require a major scandal that would have to be recorded to get rid of him.” Kendra said, just before they reached the public house. “Okay, is it the same order for everyone, and a large plate of ham and lettuce sandwiches?”

Time had passed with the ladies chatting about inconsequential matters as they ate the plate of sandwiches while sipping their drinks, and Petra was on her third large glass of white wine. “I hate the others at work for treating you to so badly, as I know how you were treated by your mother, Diana.”

“I know, but they aren’t prepared to listen how my parents decided to jet set around the world, while I was left as a problem for my aunt to deal with.” Diana said “I saw so much more of my aunt than my mother and father that I couldn’t care less about them, and at the age of sixteen, I manage to get social services to regard my aunt as my proper guardian.”

“Some of the rumours have been cruel, but what do you expect, seeing as slimy Slyde has turned the office into a dog eat dog zone, where the knives are out for everyone.” Kendra said “At least you still talk to us, Petra, despite all of the stories that you have heard.”

“Even if they did somehow turn out to be true, you two aren’t going to have any babies, and to be honest, it would be nobody’s business anyway. I think that old Slimy is behind it, as I guess he wants to drive all of the ladies away.” Petra said. “I just wish that something would happen to make him lose his job. Anyway, you two seem to be very cheerful this evening, what’s the big secret?”

“I’ll tell you another time.” Kendra said “It would be nice to never see that creep again though.” By this time, Petra was feeling more than a little tipsy as she finished her third glass of wine. “Would you like to finish off the final bit of the bottle, Petra? There’s less than half a glass left.”

“Sure.” Petra said as she held up her glass so that Kendra could fill it half way. “It’ll take the edge off this long and boring weekend.”

Diana looked at Petra “Haven’t you got anything special planned for the weekend? You must have something arranged?”

“I wish I did, but with the bills that I have to pay on my salary, I never have anything left over, so it’s Easter weekend on my own with nothing to do and no one to see. I just wish something interesting would happen to relieve the boredom.”

Kendra leaned over the table after she put the bottle back down. “There are a lot of people out there who would love their live to be boring. I remember an old quote ‘May you live in interesting times’ and it refers to the fact that interesting times in history are generally terrifying to those who had to live in them.”

“I don’t care.” Petra said after took a large sip of the wine. “I just wish that something interesting would happen to me, just so that I don’t have the same old tedium of a quiet long weekend.”

“Be careful what you wish for, Petra, as it may come true.” Diana said as she glanced at her aunt “I bet that you wouldn’t actually wish for it, anyway.”

Petra raised her glass up and at the centre of the round table with the other two touching her glass with theirs. “I wish that something interesting would happen to me this Easter weekend so that I won’t die of boredom. Oh, and may old Slimy be given his marching orders so that the office will be a better place.”

“Agreed.” The nice and aunt said as Petra downed the last of her wine.

“Given the amount of wine that you have drunk, I think that it is time for you to visit the ladies’ room, as I don’t want to have to make a special stop on the way to your house.” Kendra said.

“Sure.” Petra said as she stood up, and the lady seemed to be a little unsteady on her feet due to the amount of wine she had drunk. “I’ll meet you two outside in the street, then.” The woman made her way to the ladies’ room in order to powder her nose as the expression goes, and she met up with the duo in the street about five minutes later.

“It’s getting dark now, have we been in the pub for that long?” Petra said as she pulled back her shirt to reveal the watch underneath. “Eight o’clock! We were in there for hours, but the company was wonderful.”

“Thanks.” Diana said as they started to walk along to where her aunt kept her car. “Kendra, I know of a way in which we can make Petra’s weekend interesting.” The niece took a few slower steps as she spoke so that she was behind the thirty year old.”

“What do you have in mind, Diana?” Kendra said as she kept on walking on Petra’s left.

“Perhaps we could kidnap Petra and hold her prisoner. I’m sure that would stop her life from being boring.”

Petra laughed at this comment. “Kidnap me? That’s the most hilarious thing that I have heard in a long time. As if you two would ever do that to anyone, let alone do it to me.”

There was a surprise for the woman as the niece took hold of her hands and pulled them behind her back, but she didn’t take it seriously when the lady said in a mock villainous voice “I have you now, milady, and I will take you back to my secret lair for ransom. My henchmen aunt, please run ahead to the back of that black van ahead of us and see if you can break into the back so that we can put our captive inside.”


By this time, the mock captive had developed a serious case of the giggles and she wasn’t paying attention to the aunt who had ran past the van whose front was facing them, especially when Kendra turned left so that she would be behind the rear of the vehicle.


“This is getting really silly now, Diana. As if you could ever be an evil kidnapper? Anyway, all I have to do is struggle and pull my hands away from you, so it’s not as if you have planned for this event.”

“Oh, but I have, milady.” Petra was slow on the uptake and her reactions were dulled due to her tipsy condition, so the ratchet sound and the feel of cold metal against her wrists didn’t register in her mind until it was too late.

“OMG! Have you handcuffed me?” Petra said as she pulled her hands around to her right so that she could get a glimpse of the restraint that secured her wrists together behind her back. “You have, you naughty girl. Okay, this is funny and I fell for the joke, so you can remove the handcuffs from my hands. I don’t want to tell your aunt what you have done.”

“Tell her.” Diana said just before they reached the rear of the black van “She’s just around the back of the van. If she tells me to unlock you then I’ll do it.”

In her present state of mind, Petra didn’t notice that the rear doors of the vehicle had been opened, and she stared at the face of the aunt who was between the doors as she brought her hands around to her right so that the woman could see the cuffs. “Kendra, have you seen what your niece has done to my wrists? She’s handcuffed them together! Now, a joke’s a joke, but this is taking it too far, so could you tell her to unlock them.”

The handcuffed lady waited for a response from the aunt, but she was puzzled as to why there was no command from Kendra and why her hands were behind her back. “Kendra, what the hell do you have in your hanff-!” Petra was caught by surprise as arms were wrapped around her stomach from behind, and the aunt brought her hands around to her front so that she could stuff a large red rubber ball into the captive’s mouth.

Before the lady had a chance to react to her situation, the straps that were attached to the ball were taken around to the back of her neck where the ends were buckled together, and she was in no doubt as to what had just happened to her. I’m bound and gagged! Why are you doing this to me, this isn’t a joke anymore! The shock was made worse when the aunt gripped her around the body so that Diana was able to let go of the captive, and Petra screamed when a hood was put over her head with the drawstrings drawn tight so that she couldn’t shake it off. This is a real kidnapping! I can’t even fight back properly as I can’t see!

Diana’s arms went around the knees of the victim who was lifted up before she was placed inside the rear of the vehicle, and there was a peeling noise which was followed by the wrapping of tape around her ankles. A moment later, she was dragged on her bottom until her back was against a wall, and there were two sets of ratchet sounds to indicate that another set of handcuffs were used.

“There’s a steel hoop that sticks out from the wall, which is normally used for securing a toolbox.” Kendra said “We have secured your wrists to this with another set of handcuffs. One part is locked around the hoop and another is around the links at your wrists.”

“This is great, aunty. Ever since I saw that kidnap movie with the posh English girl, I always wanted to try this out on someone and I’ve finally got the chance.” There were sounds of movement in the van, and the slamming of the rear doors informed the captive that she was about to be taken somewhere.

OMG! I know who my kidnappers are, and this isn’t good as I also know what normally happens in a situation like this. Please, it can’t happen to me, don’t let it happen to me.

The front doors of the van opened and closed, and the engine started to turn over after a few more seconds.

“Yes Petra.” Diana said “You are actually being kidnapped so that my aunt and I can have a lot of fun with you. As you can see, we have been planning this for some time, but we felt that this was the night to take you captive. You need to forget about your old life, as it is at an end, slave, and you won’t be working at your old job anymore.”

Petra panicked in the back of the van, and she screamed and struggled as though she was possessed as the vehicle pulled away…

(To be continued…)
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The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 2

Postby skybird137 » Wed May 28, 2014 1:52 pm

Part 2

Help me! Somebody please help me! The cries of the kidnap victim were muffled by the ball-gag, along with the hood that covered her head and the noise of the engine would prevent anyone in the street from hearing her screams.

You have worked this all out! First, you act all friendly and suggest going down to the pub so that I am put off my guard. Once I am there, you make sure that I consume enough wine so that I won’t think properly, or reaction with suspicion to your actions. I am kept there until eight o’clock so that everyone will be home or at some form of entertainment which means that the streets will be deserted. I have fallen right into your trap!

Pulling against the handcuffs that bound her wrists to the van proved to be useless, but the captive kept trying as there was nothing else for her to do, as hitting the floor with her feet produced very little noise, and the tape around her ankles was secure enough not to provide much give. Her cries grew horse from her screaming, and she felt as if she was tiring herself out from her struggles which brought her mind back into focus.

My one chance is when the van stops at the destination and you take me out of the back so that I can be forced into a building somewhere. You must want me to continue to behave like this so that I will wear myself out and be easier to control. If I pretend to have given up, it might put you off your guard and increase the probability of me escaping. I need to conserve my strength for this one moment.

The captive tried to get as comfortable as she could, given that her back was against the steel hoop and she saved her energy for the one important struggle that lay ahead.

“Hey auntie, it looks as if our captive has already surrendered to the inevitable, so it should be easy to control her from now on.”

That’s what you are supposed to think. The tape around Petra’s ankles seemed to become a little loose from her struggles, so she concentrated on slow moves with her legs with the hope that the tape would be strained enough to slip off or snap when the time came.

“We made good time tonight.” Kendra said as the van slowed down, and the captive halted the actions with her feet as she didn’t want her actions to be discovered before she made her attempt. “Once we have stopped, we can take our slave out of the van and into the house. She’s already given up, so it’s not going to be a problem to take her inside.”

The van moved at a crawl before it came to a stop, the engine was switched off and the front doors opened and closed which let Petra know that the critical moment was approaching, so she steeled herself for her one chance as the rear doors were swung open. She heard footsteps in the back of the van as the floor of the vehicle moved from the extra weight, and there was a clicking sound as the handcuffs were unlocked from the hoop.

“Okay, Diana, you take Petra’s legs while I hold her by the chest.” Kendra said as she put her arms around the captive’s body, and the helpless lady was pulled along until she was made to stand outside the van with her back to it. “Oh damn, I left my bungalow keys in the front of the van. Diana, you stay here with Petra while I fetch them so that we can carry our prisoner into the house.”

There was only a slight touch on Petra’s left arm as Kendra walked around on the gravel path so that she could retrieve the keys from the driver’s side of the van. This is perfect, as the gravel driveway will let me know that I am running in the right direction, and I only have Diana beside me. I’m glad that I have saved my strength for this moment. She strained at the tape around her ankles will all of her might, and there was a snapping sound which let her know that her legs were free.

HELP ME! HELP ME! Petra screamed through her gag at the top of her voice as she ran at full speed down the driveway so that Diana was caught by surprise, and it sounded as if a car was approaching as it travelled along the road, so that rescue appeared to be assured. Great, I’m going to be saved! HELP ME, PLEASE!

In fact, her attempt would have succeeded if she had remembered to do just one more thing before her escape attempt, and that would have been to remove her flip flops, as running in them at any time would be unadvisable. Running in them down an uneven gravel path at full speed so that caution was thrown to the winds, with a hood over her head and her wrists bound behind her back would be inviting disaster.

So, disaster accepted the invitation with the result that Petra tripped over her own footwear, and she fell flat on her front which winded her so that she was unable to scream. The looseness of the gravel and the thickness of her jacket absorbed enough of the impact to prevent any injury, but she was wheezing as her legs were brought together and tape was wrapped around her ankles and knees.

“Diana, we have to get her inside before she regains her breath and starts screaming again.” Kendra said, and the helpless woman was unable to offer any resistance as she was lifted up by her chest and knees, so that she could be carried up to the front door of the building. “I’ve opened the door.” The captive was carried a little further, and she heard the slamming of the front door that let her know that her only chance of escape had ended. “Let’s take her to the bedroom now, and put her on the bed.”

The helpless lady managed to get her wind back, and she screamed and struggled in her panic as she was carried along, with dire fates being conjured up by her imagination which only served to feed her fear. After Petra was carried for another ten seconds, she was put face down on a bed and rolled over so that she was lying with her arms underneath her back, and it felt as someone was sitting on her legs before each ankle had something tied around it. The tape that bound her legs together was cut away, but before the lady could react to this her legs were pulled apart and she was unable to bring them back together.

You must have tied rope around my ankles and bound my legs to the corner of the bed! Even though she was still shrieking through her gag and struggling as best she could, the kidnap victim was forced to sit upright as an extra cuff was secured around her left wrist, while the cuff that bound her wrists together was unlocked from her left arm. Her strength was no match against her captors as she was pushed back down, and her right arm was pulled towards the corner of the bed where the free cuff was locked around a vertical pole. It only took a matter of seconds for the two women to take hold of her left arm, and Petra was soon restrained in a spread eagle position on the bed. After everything that I have tried, I’m still captive and helpless. What’s going to happen to me now?

“Auntie, isn’t time that we looked at the real Petra?”

“Okay, let’s cut away all the clothing so that we can see what she truly looks like.”

NO! Oh God, NO! Although the captive had become still once she was bound to the bed, she started to screech and fight against the bonds as if this would delay her fate, but the sound of scissors against the cloth of her jacket caused her actions to become even more frantic. Within a minute, the jacket was pulled away from her body, and the struggling woman knew that this was the hardest of the items to remove, which meant that the other parts of her outfit would be even easier to detach. There was the snipping sound as her shirt as cut away from her body, which left with only her bra to cover her breasts, and soon her trousers suffered the same fate as her other garments which left her in just her underwear.

“I guess it’s time for the grand unveiling, auntie. May I have the honours?”

“Go ahead Diana, after all this was your idea.”

Petra froze in fear as she felt the cold metal touch her skin before the scissors severed the left support strap of her bra, and her right strap was cut a few seconds later, before the material between the cups was snipped apart. The hem of her panties on her right hip was separated before the other hem was split by the scissors, and both tattered items of underwear were pulled away from her body at the same time so the captive was left stark naked on the bed.

Not only have I been bound, gagged and kidnapped, but you have removed any dignity that I may have left by cutting my clothes off and stripping me naked, so that I have to lie spread eagled on the bed in a state of complete humiliation!

“Look at her, Diana. We can touch and do what we want to every single part of her body, and she is unable to stop it from happening. I think that is going to be a great weekend for us.”

“I would say that the hood spoils things a little as we cannot see any of her facial expressions under the cloth, and seeing the face of a captive as you do things to them is half the fun. Wouldn’t it be more fun if we put the leather blindfold over her eyes and removed the hood? We could always switch off the light as we do this, so that she will still be robbed of her sight.”

“Okay Diana, the blindfold is in the top drawer, along with a torch which we can use for illumination while the light is off.”

There was the sound of a drawer being opened and closed which was followed by the click of a wall switch and the captive realised that her hood would be removed in less than a minute. The drawstrings around her neck were loosened and the cloth was lifted up over her head, but she couldn’t make out a thing in the darkness as she attempted to look around the room.

“It would be a good idea to shut your eyes if you have them open, as the blindfold will not allow you to close them, which would be very bad for you.”

You monsters, I have to shut my eyes because you threaten me with inflicting pain on them. How much worse can you get?

Seeing as having her eyes forced open would cause immense pain, Petra knew that she had no choice but to keep her eyes shut from this point on. Two hands held her on either side of her face so that her head was kept still as the blindfold was pressed against her eyes, with the straps taken around to the back of her head where they were buckled together. As soon as her head was released from the grip, the nude captive tossed her head left and right in an attempt to dislodge the item which robbed her of her sight, and when this failed to work she turned her head to the right so that she could rub the blindfold against the mattress.

“Our nude slave looks so adorable in the torchlight, auntie, and you can see the expression of fear in her mouth in the way that she grips the gag. I love the pathetic attempts she is making to get that blindfold off her face, and the squirming of her naked body really turns me on. It gives me shivers, just thinking about what we can do to that body.” Said Diana, and her words were followed by the flicking of the light switch.

This comment caused the helpless woman to scream and thrash about in her bonds as the horror of her present situation overwhelmed her, and she spent several minutes wasting her energy in actions that were futile. Even listening you talk about the fact that you have plans for me is torture enough.

“Diana, if this is what our bondage slave struggles and screams like when she is just bound and gagged on the bed, just think about what she’ll be like tomorrow, or Saturday when we turn up the heat on her. After all, we don’t want to get to the end straight away.”

Why don’t you just tell me what you have got planned for me? This is because if I know what is happening to me, I have a chance to steel myself against it and it is impossible to prepare for the unknown.

“Perhaps we should start with something minor tonight, auntie, just so that we can see how she reacts to it. We can leave anything major until tomorrow, and have a little fun with our victim at the moment.”

“You are right, Diana. I just enjoy looking at that bare flesh and thinking what I could do to it, but in a way we should start with something slightly perverse which will make our nude kidnap victim sing an entirely different song.”

Perverse? I don’t know what you’ve got planned, but by the sound of it, it’s going to be horrible! Again the nude Petra surrendered to her fear and she fought against the bonds that restrained her as she screamed through her gag.

“You really are right, Diana, it is a lot more fun to see her face when she is scared, and the movements of her lips are gorgeous. Anyway are you ready with starting the torment?”

“Just give the word, auntie.”

“Okay, then go!”

Petra was expecting to be shouting in agony at this moment, but her screams of fear turned to shrieks of laughter as fingernails raked up and down the defenceless soles of her feet, while she put up a struggle in a useless attempt to get away from the tickling. Stopitstopitstopitstopit. The torment of her feet continued for several minutes, until the lack of breath in her lungs prevented her from laughing, and the fingers were withdrawn from her feet so that she could catch her breath.

“See that, auntie, she must be enjoying it as she is laughing so much.”

“That’s good then, as I do want to continue doing this to her.”

This truly is perverse, as you won’t even let me scream anymore, even though I’m terrified of you, and you are forcing me to laugh at what you are doing to me. If this is what you can do to me at the start, what is going to happen over the next few days?

“Okay, let’s start the second round.” Kendra said, and the captive was again forced to laugh as the torment of her feet continued and this only stopped when she was unable to breathe

“It is so much better to hear Petra laugh, rather than scream and it is so much fun to listen as she is forced to be jolly.” Diana said “Maybe we should keep this going on for another hour, except for breaks which allow her to breathe, and this will tire her out so that she will fall asleep and be refreshed for the tortures we have planned for the morning.”

“Okay, let’s start again and keep going with her torment for the next sixty minutes.”

Oh God, you really are monsters! No please stopstopstopstopstop!

For the next hour, Petra’s universe was filled with the tickle torture that was inflicted on her by her captors, but the thing that she hated most of all was that she wasn’t allowed to scream in fear as she could only laugh...


(To be continued...)
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The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 23

Postby skybird137 » Thu May 29, 2014 10:54 pm

Part 3

“I think that we should stop for a while.” Kendra said “After all, our captive hasn’t had a chance have a proper rest since we kidnapped her this evening.”

“It’s been quite an intense experience for these past few hours and we all need a little breather, auntie. I hope that Petra is as enjoying it as much as we are.”

The helpless woman was attempting to recover from her hour long ordeal at the hands of her captors, but Diana’s comment seemed to be at odds to what has happened since they have left the public house.

How can I be enjoying this, after what you have done to me? Your comment was sincere though, and why should you be concerned about how I am feeling? I need to take a few moments to think about this as something is not right. As soon as she had enough air in her lungs and managed to gather her thoughts, the first thing that popped into her mind was: No one gets kidnapped so that they can be subjected to tickle torture. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?

At this point, Petra’s mental state change from terror to anger as she realised that any genuine torturer would not waste their time with such a trivial action, and she shouted at her captors as her wrists tugged against the cuffs that restrained her to the bed.

It seemed that her actions and the tone of her cries were enough for her captors to realise that she was confused about her situation, as Kendra said: “Diana, it sounds as if Petra has no idea what is happening to her, and she isn’t happy about it. You told me that she would have known what was going on.”

“She must do, as I clearly remember her telling me about it when the film came out where the posh British girl gets kidnapped, and when Petra loaned me the DVD, she said “I wish I was kidnapped like that, but instead of being held to ransom, my two kidnappers teased, played with me and tickled me before letting me go.” Petra, you must remember telling me, because I mentioned that Kendra and I might make it happen someday.”

That film with the young lady, yes I remember now, she’s kidnapped and then she gets tied and handcuffed to a bed before she gets stripped naked. It was a favourite kidnap fantasy of mine at the time and I think that I had mentioned it to... Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, OH SHIT!

There were a long list of words that came out of the captive’s gagged mouth after this, and it was a good thing that the ball muffled them so that they weren’t clear.

“Diana, I think that Petra had forgotten all about her little fantasy. Perhaps we should remove her gag so that we can talk to her.”

“Yes auntie. I’m so sorry, Petra, I thought that you would have remembered all of this.” Diana said as she unbuckled the gag and extracted the ball out of the mouth of the helpless captive.”How are you feeling?”

“How am I feeling? I have never been so terrified in my life!” Petra said once her mouth was free of the gag “Now I know what it feels like to be bound, gagged, stuck in the back of a van and kidnapped for real. Believe me, it is okay as a fantasy, but in reality I only wanted to get free as I thought that you two were going to torture and kill me. It’s such a relief to find out that you two aren’t planning on doing anything nasty to me.”

“Petra.” Kendra said “We would never want to harm you, as you have been our only decent friend in the office. In fact, we wanted to do this in thanks for your being so kind to us, and this weekend is our last chance to do this.”

“Why did you say that this is the last weekend?” Petra said “Surely there would have been other weekends?”

“We are moving away on Tuesday, and we may not see you for some time.” Kendra said “That’s why this is our last chance.”

Well, at least I know that I am safe, and this is little more than a prank and a game. I don’t want to get you two into trouble, even though you have given me a massive scare, so calling the police would not be fair on any of us. It was a great relief for Petra to know that no harm was going to come to her, and as her fear and tension vanished she started to laugh as she lay there naked on the bed. “This has turned out more like the kidnap film with the Scottish guy now.” She said.

“Auntie, we have been so unfair to Petra by doing this. I think that we should free her, as she wasn’t expecting this to happen.” There was the sound of metal against metal on Petra’s right side which seemed to suggest that Diana was trying to put the key in the handcuff lock.

Are you joking, Diana? If I had kidnapped somebody without their knowledge, even as a game, I would want to make sure that they wouldn’t go to the police. Anyway, I’m here now and if you two are to fulfil my fantasy, then maybe it should continue as it will be far better than me spending the usual long weekend on my own. “Yes, Diana and then you can take my mobile phone out of my handbag so that I can call the police.”

“Why would you want to do that, Petra? We’re your friends and you know that we would never want to hurt you.” Diana said, but she stopped trying to unlock the cuffs.

Good girl, now I have to get Kendra to continue the game. “Once I am free, your fiendish aunt will be seen as the one in charge after what has happened. She will spend a long time in jail when I testify against her, and there’s nothing you two can do to persuade me otherwise.”

“Diana, I’m afraid that we cannot afford to release Petra, as she is a danger to both of us.” Kendra said in a tone of voice which indicated that she understood the cues from her captive. “We will have to keep her prisoner for the entire weekend so that we can use our torments to make her more compliant. Put the gag back in her mouth.”

“You fiends! You can’t be planning to keep me prison-ulp!” Petra’s speech of mock anger was interrupted when the ball was forced between her teeth, and the straps were buckled together at the back of her neck so that she would be unable to speak.

Well, at least I know what is going on now, and I have chosen to surrender to you.

“I think that another half hour’s worth of tickle torture may help to make our captive a little more controllable, so let’s get started.” Kendra said, and Petra screamed out as the soles of her feet were assailed by the fingers of her captors...


“Diana, we need to stop now as it is getting late, and I think that a little time out is in order.” Kendra said as she stopped the torment of her captive. “Petra, are you feeling a little peckish?” There was a nod from the captive in response. “Diana, could you go to the kitchen and heat up one of the instant noodle packs?”

“Yes, auntie.” The niece said and there were soft footsteps as she left the room.

“Sorry about the meagre offerings, Petra.” Kendra said as she removed the gag from the mouth of the captive. “We don’t have much in the house for obvious regions.”

“That’s okay, Kendra. Is it okay for me to visit the toilet, as it might be a good idea if you plan to keep me restrained to the bed for the night? I think that I could cope so long as my hands are cuffed together in front of me. Once I am inside, you can cuff my ankles together which ensures my captivity.”

“Okay, that’s how we’ll do it for your toilet breaks from now on, but you will have to be gagged.” Kendra said. “Open wide.”

After the captive opened her mouth, the gag was inserted and buckled into place before her left wrist cuff was disconnected from the bed so that her left hand could be taken across to her right hand. The cuff was locked around her right wrist and the other set of handcuffs were removed from her right hand before the ropes were untied from her legs.

“I’ll guide you to the toilet, and I’ll know that you have finished when you flush.” There was a tug on the captive’s handcuffs and she followed the aunt out of the room so that she could be taken to the toilet where she was helped to sit down. Her ankles were secured with the other handcuffs, and the door was closed so that she could take her break with an assurance of privacy. Once the toilet was flushed, the door was opened and her ankles were freed so that she could be taken back to her bedroom, where she was handcuffed to the bed with her legs tied together at the ankles and knees before she was placed into a sitting position at the top of the bed.

“It’s ready, auntie, and I allowed it to cool down a little so that it would be safe to eat.” Diana said as she walked into the room, while her aunt removed the gag from Petra’s mouth. “Shall I feed our bondage slave now?”

“Go ahead, but I will want to talk with her while she is fed.”

Diana sat astride the nude captive’s legs and feed her the meal, one fork at a time while Kendra spoke.

“If things go too far, or too painful, or you need a time out so your special-word is ‘Red’. Should you be unable to speak, three quick grunts will grab our attention and we will stop what we are doing. Do you understand, Petra?”

“Yes, Kendra, that is my ‘get out of jail free card’ so to speak. What is going to happen to me once this is all over?”

“We cannot tell you what is going to happen for the final, but there is a reason for the actions that we are going to take and we need you to trust us on this as it will be to your benefit.”

“I don’t have choice anyway, but not knowing what is going to happen is a little scary.”

“So Petra, how much pain can you tolerate?”

“Very little, perhaps a light spanking or my nipples being pinched, but that’s about it.”

“I’ll be careful with any positions that you will be put in and what happens to you. There might be times when you are left alone for a while, so is there a position that you would like to be left in when you want to rest?”

“I think that being spread eagled on the bed is best, as I think that I can be comfortable in this position for long periods of time. You’ll think that this is a silly story, but once I was locked into a set of stocks at a medieval fair, and people who passed by tickled my feet as a punishment. It’s a pity that those things are hard to come by as some of these strict type restraints look like a lot of fun.”

“In this case Petra, you may in for some luck. Just down the road is a warehouse that stocks certain items and the owner has said that he was willing to lend them to me. I’ll contact him first thing in the morning and see if I can pick a few things up.”

One more forkful was fed to the helpless woman as Diana said “That’s the last of the meal, auntie, but our kidnap victim shouldn’t be hungry until the morning.”

“Well, at least my kidnappers are being decent towards me.” Petra said as she tried to suppress a yawn “Sorry about that, but it has been a very long day and the breaking of the tension has drained all of my energy.”

“That’s okay, Petra.” Diana said as she rose off the bed. “You have been through a lot, and we didn’t intend to scare you. Maybe you need to get some rest so that you will be ready in the morning.”

“Diana, will you gag our nude prisoner?” Kendra said, so the helpless woman opened her mouth in preparation and her mouth was filled by the ball, with the straps being buckled together at the back of her neck.

Hands took hold of Petra’s body and she was pulled down the bed so that she was lying down with her arms stretched out, before the ropes were untied from her legs which were pulled towards the corners. The ropes were bound around each ankle and tied to the corner of the bed, so that she would be left in a spread eagle position for the night.

“Are you okay?” Kendra asked, and the nude lady nodded as she lay there on the bed. “Come on, Diana, it’s time for us to allow our prisoner to get some rest.” There was the sound of the light switch and footsteps before the door closed, which meant that Petra was alone until the morning.

This must be one of the strangest days of my life. After having to put up old Slimy all day, I get handcuffed, gagged hooded, taped and kidnapped in the back of a van. Next, I’m carried into an unknown house where I’m handcuffed to a bed and stripped naked by my captors before I find out that it’s all about indulging a fantasy of mine. I really need to get some rest...

(To be continued...)
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The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 4

Postby skybird137 » Sun Jun 29, 2014 10:38 pm

Part 4

It couldn’t have turned out to be a better sunny Saturday afternoon for Petra, even though she had got lost on the way to the beach and ended up on a private path. However, once she had arrived at the sandy shore, the woman discovered that a private party was going on which she had intruded into, and within a few seconds she was surrounded by a group of woman who took hold of her.

“So, we have a trespasser, girls. Do you think that we should stake her out on the beach as our captive?” The leader said, and the other girls shouted in agreement.

The helpless lady had no choice but to be half-carried down to the beach as one of the women carried her bag, and her beach towel was rolled out before she was made to lie on top of it with her legs and arms stretched out. Four spare tent stakes were hammered into the ground, and lengths of rope were used to bind her wrists and ankles so that she was restrained in a spread eagle position.

“Please, I’m sorry. I just took the wron- ulp!” The protests of the lady were cut short when a large ball-gag was forced into her mouth, with the straps taken around to the back of her head and buckled off.

“Be quiet, intruder! Don’t worry, we are going to have fun with you and you will have fun as well. Ladies, strip her.” The women wasted no time in removing the string bikini of the captive and soon the helpless lady was blushing and naked in front of the people who had taken her prisoners.

“Let’s introduce our new guest to our party games.” The captor in charge said and Petra laughed through her gag, as fingernails raked down the soles of her feet as the first part of her entertainment. After a few minutes had passed, the tickles stopped and sweet little kisses were planted on her toes as her legs and arms were caressed by other women. Two more women leaned over her body, and her breasts were kissed and sucked in a playful manner, which was causing the flame of desire to ignite between the top of her legs.

The two ladies at her feet were planting kisses all over her feet, as well as sucking her toes, and the leader knelt between Petra’s legs, kissing the top of the captive’s thighs. The helpless Petra felt herself being taken closer and closer to the moment of release as a tongue ran over her mound of Venus.

Please, just a little more!

Perhaps it was the sound of Petra’s moaning, or maybe it was her movement but a second later, the dream vanished and the lady was in that state of half-wakefulness that occurred to her in moments like this. Two things were noticeable to the lady at this moment, and one of them was the memories of the dream which persisted in her mind because she had just awoken. The second was the effect of the dream to her body, as the heat of lust that existed between her legs was very strong and very real.

It’s just another erotic dream, and I know how to deal with this problem, as I’ll just caress myself to fulfilment. Oh shit!

Petra was so relaxed in her post dream reverie that she had forgotten about her present situation and tried to reach to reach down to her thighs with her right hand, only to be reminded that her wrists were handcuffed to the top of the bed. As the captive tugged against her bonds, she remembered the events of the previous evening, and she knew that any chance of getting free were limited at best

What am I going to do about my predicament? I can’t sort this out by myself, and I can’t be discovered in this situation by my captors. Perhaps if I’ll wait, then it’ll subside and there will be a chance of getting some rest.

There were attempts by the captive to distract herself by thinking about work and other memories, but each time her mind returned back to the dream that she had experienced. Once this happened, it drew attention to the ache of need at the top of her thighs and remembering the beach only seemed to increase her level of arousal.

This hasn’t helped at all, and it may have ended up adding fuel to the fire. Right now, I seem to be a completely different kind of damsel in distress, and this isn’t how kidnappings are supposed to go. The only other thing that I can try is to attempt to free one of my hands, so that I can do something about this teasing fire.

The cuffs didn’t have a tight grip on Petra’s wrists, so she wondered if there was a chance of slipping her hands free, so long as she was careful and took her time as just trying to pull herself free would be unsuccessful. As she tried to extricate her hands from her bonds, she discovered that without having any means of holding the cuffs steady while twisting her wrist, it was impossible to obtain the right leverage to get free. This didn’t stop her from trying though, and she also worked on trying to pull her feet free from the ropes that bound her to the bottom of the bed.

As Petra writhed on the bed in her attempt to escape from her bonds, the heat in her intimacy increased as a result of her actions and it wasn’t long before she realised that she was making herself even more frustrated.

It seems that I can’t pull one of my hands free, but that is hardly surprising as my captors would have known what they were doing. All I have done is add fuel to the fire between my legs and It is staring to drive me to distraction.

The struggles were halted as the lady tried to relax on the bed, but the ache in her body caused her to writhe on the bed and it seemed that her desire was forcing her body to move against her will. It wasn’t long before the captive was twisting and struggling in her bonds as her feelings caused her to try and get free, although it was futile to try and she was even shouting out through her gag in her frustration as her lust became the only thing that she was aware of.

Please, one of you, get in here! I need you to help me!

“You really have a bad case of BAD this morning, my helpless captive.” Diana said as the captive writhed on the bed, and she froze in place even though her need told her to struggle.

I didn’t even hear you come in so I must have been so preoccupied in my struggles that I didn’t notice you open the door. How long have you been watching me like this, and what is BAD?

The question must have shown on Petra’s face, because Diana laughed in response. “Sorry, that’s an expression that we use for your situation, ‘Bondage Arousal Dream’. I have lost count of the times that my aunt and I have woken up to this condition. Do I take it that you have had a very nice bondage dream?”

There was a nod from the captive as she answered the question, but the helpless lady noticed something else about Diana’s comment. If you lost count, just how many times have you woken up in bondage?

“Let’s see just how full of fire you are.” The lady said as she traced a path with her fingers over Petra’s Mound of Venus, and the helpless woman cried out in her need as her body arched in response to the touch against her body. “Oh, you must be desperate for relief, given your reaction. It is wonderful to see you like this, but should a kidnap victim actually be turned on by her captivity? Seeing you like this does remind me of my fist BAD frustration when I was eighteen and the discovery by my aunt while I was in this condition.”

Your aunt found you this way? That must be as embarrassing as my current helplessness. Wait, that would mean that for you to get relief, she would have to- OMG!

“Oh, don’t look so shocked, and you are jumping to conclusions. Anyway, you look so adorable like this, so maybe I should leave you like this for a few more hours.”

I’m going to be like this for a few more hours? I don’t think that I can last for a few more minutes? Do something about this! There was a snarl emitted from between Petra’s gagged lips as she thrashed about on her bed with her suffering from what almost amounted to orgasm denial.

“An attitude like that is not going to help you at all, seeing that you are our prisoner and are in no position to make demands. If you are going to behave in this manner, then we should leave you like this until the time of your release.”

I can’t stay like this for four days, how do I have to convince you to help me find a release from my torment? Taking an aggressive stance has proved to be useless, so I have no other choice but to go in the opposite direction, and be as submissive as possible. After the captive had managed to calm herself down as much as she could, her face took on a pleading expression as she begged to her captor for help. Please, please, please help me, I’m in trouble and I need you to help me out of my predicament.

“That’s a much better attitude, prisoner, and it’s good that you are learning your place. Before I provide you with your much needed case of BAD, there are a few things I need to sort out. The first is that you are no longer a kidnap victim, but our bondage slave and that you have to be compliant at all times. Do you agree?”

As if I have any choice in the matter, because you can make me say yes to anything at the moment. Knowing that any other decision would just prolong the torment, the helpless woman nodded her head.

“Please note that in future that we are to be referred to as Mistress Diana and Mistress Kendra when you speak. If you fail to address us properly, then you will be spanked as punishment. Do you agree to this?” Again there was a nod from Petra who was in desperate need of relief from the fire between her legs.

“Let’s just check how bad it is for you right now.” Diana said as she caressed Petra’s nipples with her fingers. “I see that you are at the rock hard stage, so I won’t waste any more time in helping you out.”

The movement on the bed let the captive know that Diana had climbed on and the sound in front of her showed that the woman was between her legs. Are you going to use your tongue on me or will I feel the touch of your fingers on my most sensitive area? Either way, I hope that you start to caress me soon.

“Well, you had better prepare yourself as I am about to start.”

Why should I need to prepare myself? You are only going to- no! Please stop! Until this moment, moans of desire had been emitted past the gag of the helpless lady but these were replaced by peals of laughter as Diana dragged the tips of her fingers over the soles of her captive’s feet. You’re tickling me! How is this going to help me?

As Petra screamed through her gag, her body was arched from the combined effect of the tickling and the feeling in her loins, which had become stronger as a result of the actions of her captor. Whenever the assault on her feet got too much for the bound woman, her captor slowed down so that she could recover a little but the process didn’t stop, which meant that the tickling was continuous and it took her mind off anything else.

I thought you were going to provide me with some relief, but all you are doing is adding another torment to my present suffering.

In fact, Petra’s thoughts were so concentrated on the scratches against her sole that she didn’t notice the effect that it had on her libido, until her intimacy reached its peak.

Oh my God, Oh My God, OHMYGOD!

There was an explosion of pure ecstasy that started between the legs of the captive which engulfed her entire being in moments and she gave a long, loud scream as her body went rigid from her experience. After a few seconds had passed, the captive collapsed on the bed, with her body jerking and twitching as she lay there oblivious to anything else...


“Are you okay?” Diana’s voice intruded on Petra’s reverie as she lay there on the bed, resting after experiencing such an incredible moment, and she nodded to let her captor know that there was nothing wrong. “That’s good to hear, I’ll just let you rest for a few minutes before you are taken to the bathroom for your break.”

That happened to me just from tickling? I didn’t know that such a thing was possible as you didn’t caress anywhere sexual on my body. The thoughts that were going through the mind of the helpless lady must have shown in an expression on her face as it caused Diana to speak.

“There’s no need to be puzzled about it, slave. It’s more common for a woman to have this situation occur than you think. It’s nice to know that you can reach this state with relative ease, as it mean that we can have more fun with you over the weekend. Your behaviour with your feet when you finished work at the end of the day showed us that you considered them to be something special, which was even greater than how we react to ours. It’s nice to have another foot-girl who we can have fun with as a slave.”

“There’s one great advantage of having feet this sensitive, and that is the situation of not having to touch any intimate are of your body to reach the peak of pleasure. This proved to be very useful when I was eighteen, because I persuaded my aunt to leave me bound in a tight hogtie for the night. Just before she left the room, she put a blindfold and gag on me and I fell asleep after a little while, but during the night I had an incredible dream and I woke up in the middle of it. I didn’t know how long it was before my aunt discovered me, but I was thrashing about on top of the bed.”

That must have been worse than you finding me this morning than me.

“Given how secure I was it would have taken ages for me to be freed, and so my aunt tickled me non-stop until I found my release. I know that was a somewhat unusual thing to do, but she couldn’t leave me suffering anymore and you have discovered how effective it is.”

Oops, was that me? Another audible rumble from Petra’s stomach reminded her if the fact that now one desire was sated, there was another that demanded attention.

“Well, after this morning it’s not surprising that you are hungry, so I’ll take you for your break, before I give you some breakfast.”

(To Be Continued...)
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Re: The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 4

Postby Mister Mistoffelees » Wed Jul 02, 2014 10:29 am

Yeah, Petra sure is sorry she accidentally crashed that party... :lol:
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Re: The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 4

Postby skybird137 » Wed Jul 02, 2014 12:06 pm

I think that she was sorry when the party ended though...

The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 5

Postby skybird137 » Thu Jul 03, 2014 3:20 pm

Part 5

No resistance was offered by the captive as her cuffs were unlocked from the bed and her hands were brought together above her head with the cuff on her right arm locked onto her left wrist. The other set of handcuffs that were hanging from her left arm were removed before the ropes that bound her ankles to the foot of the bed were untied so that she would be able to walk to the toilet.

“Follow me, as I don’t want you falling over anything.” A hand gripped the links that connected Petra’s wrists together and the woman sat up on the bed with her legs over the side so that she could stand up. Once her feet were on the floor, the bound lady was guided by the tugs on her wrists so she followed Diana out of the room and down the hallway towards the toilet.

What was that? The sound was soft at first, but it increased in volume until Petra realised that it was the voice of a woman who was begging and pleading through some kind of gag. OMG! That must be Kendra and she has woken up in the same state as I did. Did you tie your aunt to the bed, Diana?

There was the sound of a door opening in front of the helpless woman and she was pushed into the small room and turned around before she was made to sit on the seat. “I’ll leave you to sort yourself out, slave.” Diana said as she locked the ankles of the captive together with the second set of handcuffs. “It seems that my aunt is in desperate need of relief after her night’s sleep, and I will have to do something to help her.”

What are you going to do to Kendra?

Petra’s thought must have shown on her face as Diana said “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything illegal. To be honest though, there is very little that counts as illegal in our situation, and I’ll have to show you what the law is sometime. You’ll be amazed.”

I’ll take your word for it at the moment, Diana. The door was closed and there was the sound of a key turning in a lock which confirmed to the captive that she was locked in until she was allowed back out by Diana. While the helpless lady was taking care of herself, there was the sound of intense laughter for about a minute and a half and this halted only to be followed by a long loud scream which indicated that Kendra had been sated by her niece. Your aunt really is the same as you if tickling can have that effect on her as well.

As the woman remained seated in her locked room, the door was unlocked before it was opened and the handcuffs were removed from her ankles. “I have calmed down Auntie and she will rest for a while, so it is time for me to take you back to your cell for breakfast, my cute captive.” Diana said as she took hold of Petra’s wrist cuffs, and the lady walked behind her captor as she was taken back to her room.

“Stand still now, and put your feet together.”

This is unusual, as I thought that you would want to handcuff me back to the bed before you feed me. Is that rope? Ten loops of the material were taken around her ankles, before four cinches that were applied between her legs and tightened before the ends were tied off so that her ankles were tied together. The second coil was wrapped around her legs just below the knees, and this was tightened in the same manner before two more ropes bound her legs above the knee and at the mid-thighs, with the cinches ensuring that the bonds would remain snug and secure.

Something different is going to be happening to me this morning, then. The handcuffs of the nude Petra were unlocked and there was a clank as they were placed on the drawer before her arms were pulled behind her back with her hands placed palm to palm. Another coil of rope was wound eight times around her wrists and three looped cinches pulled the windings tight with the ends knotted together in a place which her enquiring fingers could never reach.

She couldn’t help but emit a squeal as her forearms were pulled together, and a rope encircled her arms just above the elbows with the cinching causing her elbows to almost touch. More rope was taken around her chest above and below her breasts which caused her upper arms to be bound to her body, and a short length of cord was looped four times between her breasts around the upper and lower ropes so that the material pressed into her soft flesh. Another long rope was wrapped around her waist and lower arms and with it tied together at her front with several feet hanging which brushed against the thighs of the bound lady.

The rope was moved away from the lady’s body and she wondered what was happening when the end was threaded between her upper thighs before it was looped over her wrist bondage, and as it was pulled tight Petra noticed that something had been altered. Knots! You’ve added knots to the rope and they’re pressing against me! The end of the crotch-rope was tied off and the captive discovered that moving in the bonds made it feel as if her body was being caressed, which had the result of lighting the fire of her libido.

Am I going to have to get used to this situation of being aroused so long as I’m in bondage? As the helpless lady moved in her bonds she was unable to prevent herself from emitting a sigh from her gagged mouth, which let her captor know just how much the ropes were effecting her.

“It’s always like this, so you need to accept your sexualised position as a bondage slave. Anyway, I have a few more touches to add, so I’ll help you to sit on the bed.” The captive was made to turn around and a gentle push against her chest caused her to shuffle back, until the back of her lower legs touched the bed so she sat down. There was a sensation on her feet and she was puzzled by this for a moment until it dawned on her that Diana was winding rope several times around the arches of her feet before cinches were added which bound her feet together. A moment later, the helpless lady giggled as twine was wrapped six times around her big toes and the three cinches caused her toes to be locked in position.

This is weird as even my feet are in bondage, and they are stuck so that they have to move in unison.

“You are not to speak while you have your breakfast, otherwise your meal will be stopped and you will have to go over my knee.” There was the sound of liquid being poured over something and the touch at the back of the captive’s neck suggested to her that the ball-gag was going to be removed. Sure enough, the ends of the straps were unbuckled and the ball was extricated from her mouth which caused a few drops of drool to splash down onto her breasts.

“We can’t have that irritating you now.” Diana said as she wiped the liquid up with a kitchen towel before sitting on the bed to the right of the captive with a bowl and spoon in her hands, before taking up a spoonful of cereal and pressing it against the lady’s lips. Petra opened her mouth so that she could be fed the meal and it didn’t take long before it was swallowed, with her opening her mouth for a sip of orange juice.

The breakfast took time because the bound woman was unable to feed herself but she discovered that the experience proved to be erotic which added to the feeling of arousal in her body. I orgasmed not so long ago, how can I end up being turned on again so soon?

After another sip of juice from the bottle the powerless nude expected to be given another mouthful of cereal, but she was taken by surprise when she was pulled across the lap of her captor and she was held in an embrace as passionate lips pressed against hers. Although she froze for a moment owing to the speed of her captor’s actions, the lady responded with kisses of her own as her thighs were caressed by Diana’s right hand. It seemed to be all too soon when the kisses ended, but the helpless captive knew better to ask for any more seeing as this could end up with her being punished.

“Open your mouth wide, as I need to gag you before you provide me with pleasure.” Diana said.

“But Mistress Diana, if I am gagged how can I-ff.” The question that Petra tried to frame was ended in mid sentence as something was thrust into her mouth before two straps were taken around to the back of her neck were they were buckled together. Her tongue hadn’t been pushed back which was normal when she had been gagged before, but there was no ball in her mouth and when she explored her tongue she discovered that a large leather ring was between her teeth which kept her mouth wide open. Although she tried to speak, the fact that her mouth was held rigid prevented her from creating anything other than garbled sounds when she made an attempt at talking.

“It’s called a ring gag, which we sometimes call the ‘foot-slave gag’, and it doesn’t require a person to be a Sherlock Holmes to understand why.” The lady said as she rose from the bed before pushing Petra back onto the bed and turning her around so that she was prone, while she was facing the top of the bed. As the captive lay there, her legs were bent at the knees until her heels pressed into her bottom, and a length of rope was looped around her wrist and ankle bonds with the ends knotted together so that she was held in a strict hogtie.

Petra’s body was gripped and pulled down to the bottom of the bed so that her knees touched the frame at the foot, and she felt the deformation of the mattress as her captor got onto the bed. If I’m right about this, you will be sitting at the top of the bed and at any moment I’m going to get a pair of feet stuck right in front of my face.

Sure enough, after a few seconds Petra’s cheeks were stroked by the two big toes as Diana’s feet were put into position. “You are our foot-slave, Petra and it is time that you started your duties if you want to ensure that you will receive further pleasure during your captivity. So suck, lick and kiss my feet.”

It was difficult for Petra to do an actual kiss owing to the fact that her mouth was forced wide apart, so she did her best approximation by pressing her upper and lower lips in turn against a particular spot. First the captive started on the small toes of her mistress, and the bound nude changed from one foot to another as she worked her way up to the toes until she reached the two big ones. Several kisses were landed on them before the captive concentrated on applying her lips to the soles and sides of her captor’s feet, with her trying to reach as far as possible which was limited by the restrictions of her bondage.

“You should be putting that tongue of yours to work, slave.”

The helpless woman poked her tongue out of the ring and ran it several times over the top of the toes that were at the end of Diana’s right foot before she applied the treatment to the other foot. There were giggles from the captor as the captive poked her tongue between the little and second toes, so that the gap ended up receiving a thorough licking for about half a minute before she moved up to the next space. When all of the gaps had been visited, the bound lady spent some time licking over her mistress’s big toes before the captive applied her tongue to tickling the soles of Diana’s feet, which squirmed as the woman giggled and laughed in response.

After Diana’s feet had been tickled for a few minutes, Petra placed her mouth around the right big toe and sucked at it as best she could while licking the appendage when it was in her mouth. It didn’t take long for the mistress to moan in pleasure as her other toe was treated in the same manner, and Petra also found that being made to serve another woman as a foot slave also added fuel to the flame of desire that burned between her legs.

As time went on, Petra alternated between the various ways of paying attention to the feet of her mistress, and the sighs and moans of the woman increased in volume and intensity until there was a long, loud scream as she convulsed on the bed.

OMG, did I just give you an orgasm just by doing this to your feet? Owing to Diana’s feet going all over the place, Petra decided that it would be best if she just kept her head down while Diana’s feet were moving in an uncontrolled manner. Now I have to try and avoid feet that I can’t even see. It wasn’t long before the movements subsided and the captive writhed in her bondage on the bed so that the ropes would caress her, owing that her mistress would be resting in her post-orgasmic reverie.

“Has my poor slave had to wait there while I have been having all of the fun? I suppose that I will need to do something in return for your services, maybe you should experience a new type of caress.” The writhing captive was caught by surprise as she was rolled onto her right side, before she was turned around so that she faced the head of the bed and pushed down so that her back pressed against the foot of the bed.

What is going to happen to me now? This question was soon answered when pressure was applied to the mounds of her breasts, but she could tell that this wasn’t from the hands of her captor as it seemed to be different somehow. After the pressure moved around her bosom she managed to understand what was touching her, and she was quite surprised when this realisation caused her to be even more aroused.

They’re your feet, you’re groping my breasts with your feet. The toes wiggled into the gaps between the mounds and her chest and the bound lady moaned as the lower part of the chest ropes teased her soft flesh. Soon, the big toes traced soft and gentle circles around her areola before the tips of her erect nipples were flicked by the appendages and she writhed in her bonds as the flame of her libido grew ever stronger.

At this rate, you’ll bring me to bliss by your feet alone. Wait, where have one of your feet gone? Oooooooooo, there it is. While Diana’s left foot continued to stroke Petra’s breasts, the right traced a path down her body until it reached the top of her legs and it caressed against her Mound of Venus before the big toe was worked between the captive’s legs. I won’t need much more, just keep caressing me. The moans from the captive grew louder as the speed of the strokes increased, and the lady felt as if she was almost at the point when she would reach her release.

Just a few seconds later, the cries from Petra were interrupted by the ringing of Diana’s handset. “Sorry, I have to answer this, slave.” The woman said as she left the bed, leaving the bound lady squirming in her denial.

“Hi, it’s Diana here. What is it? Oh, everything is ready then. You need me to go over straight away so that your workers can take the rest of the day off? Okay, I’ll be there as soon as I can so that your men can load the van up. Bye for now.”

You can’t be serious about this, I’m right on the edge.

“Sorry love, but you will have to stay like this as I have something important to do. The owner of the warehouse needs me to go over as soon as possible to load the van up so that his workers can start the holiday.” Diana said as she put her shoes on “Your pleasure will have to wait until I get back. See you soon.”

No, you can’t leave me.

The sound of footsteps and the closing of the door informed a stunned Petra that she was going to have to remain in a state of denial until Diana returned, and she squirmed in her bondage in the vain hope that the ropes would caress her to release. All this resulted in a situation where the captive brought herself closer to the edge without going over, and she screamed out at the erotic torment that was driving her insane.

Help me, somebody please help me!

(To Be Continued)
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The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 6

Postby skybird137 » Wed Jul 09, 2014 1:40 am

Part 6

As the helpless Petra thrashed around in her stringent bondage, she continued to cry out for help with the slim hope that Diana would return and finish providing the relief that she was so desperate for. It seemed to the captive that her whole body was on fire, with the centre of her lust generating a feeling of desire that could best be described as a form of excruciating pleasure. I didn’t know until this morning that my sexual need could end up becoming such a major torture to my helpless body. Please Diana, come back. I need you to help me!

The body of the captive squirmed as her muscles twitched and jerked as a result of the torment that was generated by her state of denied ecstasy, and even her shrieks through the ring-gag failed to provide her with any kind of psychological relief.

It’s no good, Diana and Kendra must have left in the van by now, which means that I am going to suffer the lash of my lust until she returns and that could be for another hour or so. I will have to try and do something on my own if it is at all possible. Maybe if I manage to roll myself onto my front then at least I’ll be able to rub my body against the mattress, and perhaps it will release me from my anguish.

After trying to add a measure of calm back to her mind with a few deep breaths, the helpless lady started to try and rock back and forth so that she would be able to roll over. There was a little motion at the beginning when she began her attempt, but she was unable to make any use of her arms for leverage, and her legs could not provide any help owing to the strict hogtie that she had been placed in. As the nude woman continued with her struggle to roll over, she came to the conclusion that her actions were futile and that she was stuck in her present position.

Unless someone else helps me, I’m going remain like this. I need to release myself from this hogtie, otherwise I’m going to end up becoming mad from my lust.

Petra did her best to concentrate through her desire as she ran her fingers over the hogtie rope, but after a minute or so of checking the lady knew that Diana had been thorough in placing the knots out of her reach. By the time that the bound woman had realised this, panic and desperation set in with her trying to saw away at the rope with her fingernails, thinking that this might help her with her predicament. However, this proved to be just as effective as her previous two actions and after a couple of minutes spent at this futile exercise, the nude in bondage was filled with despair as she knew that her situation was hopeless.

I’m going to be in such a state when you come back to the house, Diana. The first sob escaped from the throat of the helpless captive, and she wondered how long it would be before she ended up soaking the mattress with her tears of frustration. At this point, even the sound of the door opening did nothing to distract the suffering lady from the torture of her need…


“OMG! Petra!” Kendra said “I didn’t know that it had become this bad for you.”

Kendra! I’d assumed that you would have gone with Diana, so this must mean that she went to the warehouse on her own. None of that matters anyway. Please, I need your help!

“I don’t think that my nice has ever ended up this bad. Don’t worry, my slave, I will help you with your need.”

Petra was sobbing with relief as gentle hands gripped her body before rolling her onto her front, and she expected to have her feet tickled so that she could reach the heights of pleasure. It came as quite a surprise to the tormented captive when she felt the gentle touch of Kendra’s tongue on the soles of her feet, and it seemed that the woman knew the precise points to stoke the fire of desire inside the bound lady.

Oh, you are so good with your tongue, please continue to caress my feet with it. Shriek after shriek was emitted from the open mouth of the helpless Petra who writhed in ecstasy as her captor stroked the feet with her tongue, and soon the lady found that she was on the edge. Oh My GODD! Her cry of pleasure was clear even with the ring-gag in the way as the tidal wave of bliss flowed over her being, and the captive screamed and convulsed as she became oblivious to everything else…


Was it really that strong? The first things that Petra noticed after she roused from her post orgasmic reverie was that she was no longer in a hogtie and that she was lying on her right side on the bed with her gag removed. Even before she could speak however, soft lips pressed against hers as she was held in a gentle embrace by the woman who had sated the lust that had tormented her body. She snuggled against the body of her captor as she returned the kiss, and the fingers of Kendra’s right hand ran through her hair as she relaxed after her ordeal.

After a few minutes had gone by, the pressure on Petra’s lips grew in strength and soon her teeth felt the caress of the tongue of her captor as she ran it back and forth. It only took a few second for the bound nude to respond by parting her teeth and she caressed her captor’s tongue with her own before they intertwined in an embrace that mirrored the hold that Kendra had on her.

This lasted for some time before the helpless Petra felt her captor pulled away from her and she wondered whether or not she should say anything or even if she would be allowed to, so she took a gamble with “Thank you, Mistress Kendra.”

“You’re welcome, Slave Petra. There seems to be something on your mind, and I have no doubt that you have a few questions, so I will allow you two questions and no more.”

Are you joking? You would actually allow me this? Wait, if I ask you this, I will end up using up the questions, so I shouldn’t respond in that manner. Anyway, I know what the first question should be. There was a deep inhale by the captive lady before she said “How did all of this present situation come about?”

“Well, it started when Diana was being dumped on me by my sister and brother-in-law, and she was playing the usual cops and robbers games. It wasn’t long before she wanted me to play the games with her and it wasn’t unusual for either of us to spend several hours with one of us being bound and gagged. When Diana reached sixteen and stayed with me, her rope-work became far more elaborate, so I had to learn how to be that good as well which involved me leaning techniques from quite a few sites. As my niece was under eighteen, I placed strict rules on the game so that no laws would be broken, as I did not want either of us to get into any trouble.”

“I also noticed that Diana’s attitude towards me had changed as she matured, so the rules changed once she became an adult which led to her first overnight bondage session on the night of her eighteenth birthday. Has she told you about that?”

“Yes, Mistress.” Petra said “She mentioned about how you left her bound, gagged and blindfolded.”

“Did she mention that she was also naked?”

“No, Mistress Kendra, Diana didn’t mention that.”

“Well, I checked on my niece every so often during the night, and the last time was when she was struggling against her bonds in a state of high arousal. I watched entranced for a few minutes with her begging and pleading for help, and then I helped her to find the release that she craved.”

“After that, things have become very intimate with us and we have often played these games with each other. It is not unusual for one of us to spend the whole night tied to a bed with the release only happening in the morning. After all, you must have heard me in my nude bondage this morning, because I heard you being taken to the toilets by my niece. Anyway, that is the condensed version, so ask your second question.”

I’ve heard Diana mention it before, but I have to check it from you.

The captive took another deep breath. “Mistress, from what I’ve learnt, both you and your niece have practised nude bondage on each other and even brought each other to orgasm. Given British laws on such matters, how can it not be illegal, even though Diana says it isn’t?”

“I can’t show you at the moment, because your blindfold is staying on until after a certain time past your kidnapping, but British law is quite interesting on this matter. The British law concerning sex with an adult relative mentions that a crime is committed when there is penetration. To put it simply, so long as my niece or I do not stick anything inside each other’s lower front or back so to speak, there isn’t even a crime in the first place. At least that is how it reads, unless someone has written it wrong, and it was even mentioned in a broadsheet newspaper once.”

If the law is that specific then you can kiss, spank, caress, tease, tie and torment each other, yet be perfectly legal. No wonder you two have been having such fun. I can see why you having been working so hard to hide your situation though as other people may not know the law, and I wonder if Slimey has actually gone to the police and been told that no law has been broken.

“But Mistress Kendra, aren’t you worried that I know what you two are-ULF!” Again the helpless Petra was prevented from completing what she was saying when a ball was forced into her mouth.

“You only get two questions, and you are going to be punished for your insolence, slave.”

This is different from the gag that was used on me last night. Once the large rubber ball was in Petra’s mouth, she noticed that there was a wide panel pressing across her face as the side straps were taken around to the back of her neck where they were buckled together. You’ve got more to do? An inverted Y-shaped strap was taken from the top of the panel, over the top of the captive’s head and buckled into place at the back of her neck, before two lower straps were taken under her chin and secured into place. I can’t move my jaw with this gag and the panel is sealing my mouth so that I have to breathe through my nose.

“The panel harness gag is quite effective, and it feels very restrictive to a captive.” Kendra said as she placed the helpless woman into a sitting position with her legs over the side of the bed. “You look wonderful as our slave, Petra, but you must be punished for speaking too much.”

What are you planning now? The bound lady felt something metallic and cold against her right breast which was followed by a gentle compression of her nipple as if it was gripped by two metal bars, and her left nipple experienced the same sensation just a few seconds later. This is okay, even though my nipples are being pulled down a little, so it can’t be a punishm-OW! There was movement at each breast and there was a sudden increase in pressure on her nipples which was sufficient to inflict a mild stinging.

“These are thumbscrew style nipple clamps, and they are connected by a chain. Now, would you like me to turn the screws further?”

There was a vigorous shaking of the captive’s head as she felt that she didn’t want it to get any worse. It isn’t bad actually, unless Mistress Kendra decides to pul-OW!

“Get on your feet, slave.” Mistress Kendra said, emphasising her words with another tug on the chain. “We are going for a little walk, or in your case, a little hop. You have been stuck in this room for far to long.”

The helpless woman got on her feet and she was guided by tugs that stung only a little as she followed behind her captor, taking only small hops in the process. This stinging isn’t so bad, but the problem is that I may be getting aroused by this little torment, as I can feel the flame growing between my legs again. It didn’t take long for her to reach the doorway and feel the difference in the carpet, and soon the feeling of cold tiles gave her the impression that she had entered the kitchen. The sound of a door opening came as a bit of a surprise, though and after a few more hops the texture under the soles of her feet changed.

I must be outside, as this feels like paving. Where are you taking me? Cool air from a breeze ran over the nude body of the captive as she hopped along, and after half a minute she felt the sensation of damp grass under her feet which caused a worried expression to appear on the visible parts of her face. You have me naked, bound, gagged and blindfolded in your back garden. What if the neighbours see us? They could end up calling the police and we could all end up in police cells over the weekend before ending up in court on Tuesday.

“This is part of the fun of being outside, slave. Will someone find us playing our game and will we get into trouble? This is so thrilling.” Kendra said “We are at the point where I want you, so turn around.”

Petra shuffled around so that she was facing in the opposite direction, and she was surprised when the ropes that bound her arms to her body were removed before her elbows and wrists were freed. Her wrists were gripped by Kendra who pulled the captive back and she squealed through her nose as she felt the touch of cold metal along her back. It’s a steel pole in the garden. Her hands were brought together palm to palm behind the pole and a length of rope was looped eight times around her wrists with three cinches applied to tighten it before the ends were knotted together. Next, there was a muted cry from the nude prisoner as her elbows were brought together and cord was wound around her joints before it was cinched so that her elbows almost touched behind the pole.

The two long ropes that bound the captive’s arms to her chest and waist before were used to bind her upper body to the pole, and the helpless lady found out that she remained in position even if she bent her legs. I’m bound to a pole like some captive girl in a kinky game of cowboys and Indians. If someone goes into their garden, you can run back into the house, but I’ll be discovered in nude bondage! What are you doing to my feet? The ropes that bound the nude captive from below her knees to her big toes were removed before her feet were pulled behind the pole and a coil of rope bound and cinched her ankles together. If it wasn’t for the ropes around my chest and body, I would be on my knees right now.

“Oh, there’s still one little thing to add before I’ve finished.”

There was a struggle from the woman as one end of a length of cord was tied to the bonds that secured her ankles together, and a sense of fear developed as the other end was looped over the rope around her wrists. Oh no, you can’t mean to- There was a sharp pull on the rope and her feet were pulled up into the air until they almost reached her hands before the end was secured.

I’m not only tied naked to a pole, but I’m hogtied and suspended as well!

“You look incredible like that, Petra. Now I can have a lot of fun with you.” Kendra said as there was the sound of tearing tape, and the strip was placed over the bridge of the captive’s nose so that it was depressed.

You can’t play with me outside. What if someone goes into their back garden? Oh Kendra, please stop!

“I’m going to give your feet such a ferocious tickling for a start, and nothing is going to stop me.” Kendra said as the captive squirmed in her bondage on the pole.

Oh no, you’ll have to stop. Untie me and get me inside! There was the sound of a door opening, and the clicking of heels on pavement indicated that someone next door was walking down the garden path. Kendra don’t do anything or we’ll be discovered for sure! This person must have seen us!

“Ready then.” Kendra whispered into Petra’s ears. “Three, two, one, go.”

The soles of Petra’s feet felt as if they were on fire as the fingernails of her captor raked over them at speed…

(To Be Continued.)
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Re: The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 6

Postby Shanyalovestape » Wed Jul 09, 2014 2:38 am

This is some fine writing. ;-)
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Re: The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 6

Postby skybird137 » Wed Jul 09, 2014 2:46 am

I'm glad that you are enjoying the story, Shanya.

Re: The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 6

Postby Shanyalovestape » Wed Jul 09, 2014 5:28 am

You write great and sexy stories! Keep up the good job!
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The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 7

Postby skybird137 » Tue Jul 15, 2014 9:46 am

Part 7

Stop it, stop it, stop it! As the helpless captive squirmed on the pole in her torment, she was surprised to discover that instead of screaming out through her nose, all she could do was produce a low-volume whining sound. No! Wewilbeseenwewillbeseen. After about thirty seconds, the lady’s chest heaved because she was unable to inhale or exhale to any degree due to the effects of the tickling, so her struggles developed a greater sense of urgency.

Once about ten more seconds had passed, the tickling stopped and Kendra’s voice whispered into her ear. “The pressure of the tape over the bridge of your nose pushes it down so that your nostrils are flattened. This is turn only allows so much air to flow through and a good scream requires the free flow of air, so you are unable to make a loud noise. This adds a further torment to the tickling as you cannot breathe effectively as it goes on. Prepare yourself.”

Pleasepleaseplease. There was another low whine from the bound nude as her feet were tormented by the fingers of her captor, and within half a minute she felt dizzy as her chest started to burn again. When the tickling stopped for a second time, the prisoner was aware of footsteps going up the path and the sound of a door closing which meant that the neighbour had gone back inside. We must have been lucky this time. Kendra, you are taking a very dangerous risk with us.

“Don’t worry about the lady who lives next door, she only seems to be interested in spying on the other family, and not on us. I think that she has some sort of grudge against them, and every time she goes out, it’s almost as if she ignores our side. There have been quite a few days when myself or Diana have been tied up naked in the garden and we have ended up having an orgasm with her outside. This time you will be tickled for an extra twenty seconds, so make sure that you are full of air.”

Petra took as many full breaths as she could before she was tickled again, and she tried to scream as her feet suffered the attack by her captor’s fingers as the nails raked over her sensitive skin. It wasn’t long before she needed to breathe and she was becoming light headed in her struggles, as her actions consumed the little air that was contained within her. Once the minute of torture was over, she concentrated on taking deep and steady breaths as trying to inhale at a fast rate was impossible.

“By the way, the only thing you should really worry about is the path that goes past the end of the gardens along here, because if someone looks in through the gate, they will get a good view of what is happening. That has never happened though, as people generally are more interested in where they are going, so there’s no chance of that unless someone is being very nosey. Now, let’s see some more struggling.”

No, please, nonononono! It seemed to the helpless lady that her world existed of the torture that was applied to her feet along with a chest that wanted to burst as taking a proper lungful of air was denied to her. Once this minute was over, a quiet moan escaped her depressed nose and she discovered that there was a warm, damp feeling between her legs. Just how many times am I going to end up becoming aroused? I felt like this when you put the nipple clamps on me, but it went out of my mind when I was led outside and tied to the pole.

“It seems as though I have warmed up my nude captive, so maybe I should stop your tickling for a little while. You also need to learn endurance in suffering from erotic teasing and orgasm denial, as this is going to become a very regular occurrence over the long weekend. My niece is good with her feet as I think you have discovered, but I have a different talent.”

Another moan escaped the bound woman’s nose as the tongue of her captor traced little figure of eights over the soles of her feet, with just enough pressure to let her feel as if she was being tickled. As the minutes passed, the embers of desire between her legs grew into a small flame which caused her to writhe a little in her bonds as she received her sensual treatment.

“Well all love playing with feet and yours are delightful, Petra, but we mustn’t ignore other areas of the body as they can be just as much fun.”

The captive found herself emitting a moan of discontent as the treatment of her feet stopped, but this was erased from her mind when Kendra’s tongue pressed down on the mound of her right breast, with the bound woman enjoying the new sensation. This was followed by the tongue slipping between the bottom of her mound and her chest, tantalising this location for several minutes before moving over and repeating this process on her left breast. It seems that your talent is with your tongue. This feels so gentle and pleasant, but if I understand correctly I am not going to receive an orgasm for some time.

The tongue moved over the entire area of the captive’s left breast except for the most sensitive location where the clamps were attached and she ended up squealing a few times went the chain was pushed by the appendage of her captor. Her right breast received the same treatment as Kendra caressed her body, and she was pleasured along with a little torment with the clamp being touched a few times.

“Bite into the ball in your gag as this may tingle a little.”

Petra attention was drawn to her nipples where she felt a pain as the clamps were touched and then she bit hard as the screws were turned which released the flesh that had been crushed. Holy sweet! Tingle a little? That must have been an understatement in ever I’ve heard one. It would have been better for me if you had left them on. Oh, that’s much better. Fingertips ran over her nipples as her breasts were massaged by her captor who wanted to make sure that the blood supply would be unimpeded and that there was no damage.

“Taking them off is the worst part of it, if you’ve had to wear them for a while. Are you okay now?”

Yes, the pain has gone in general although there is a little throbbing, but I think that my mini mounds are feeling more than a little sensitive due to their treatment. There was a single nod from the helpless lady as she was suspended on the pole, and she wondered if her breasts would become the centre of attention within a few minutes.

“I think that you are ready for more loving.”

This is nice as well. As Petra waited for her teasing to continue, there was pressure on the areola of her right breast as a little circle was drawn around her nipple by the tongue of her captor, and the lady moaned as the flame of her lust became more intense. Soon, attention was turned to her left breast and she writhed in her ropes with her wrists pulling at her bonds, as she desired to touch and caress her own body. Please let me help by allowing me to stroke myself.

“I can see that you are finding this to be a very pleasurable experience, my pretty Petra. Now, there’s one area that I need to work on but really it should be two.”

This comment was punctuated by an almost mute squeal from the naked prisoner as her erect nipple was flicked by the tongue of the lady who controlled her and the slight pain mixed with the pleasure, with it almost seeming to amplify the effect. Another sound escaped from the captive when her left nipple received the same treatment, and she noticed that her hips were twitching at every little touch as her flame of need affected her movements. Soon, her nipples were sucked into her captor’s mouth and the helpless woman tried to force her body away from the pole as her tiny mountains were licked and teased, with her quiet moaning becoming an almost constant accompaniment to her movements.

Please, I hope that you don’t leave me in denial after this, I don’t think that I can stand it! The tongue moved down from her chest to her abdomen where it stopped for a minute, as her navel was licked and probed before it traced a path to the top of her Mound of Venus. Petra wished that she could scream at this point, and she felt stifled at being unable to vocalise the strong feeling inside her, and as the tongue started to caress her Mound, she noticed that her captor’s hands were stroking her feet. Please, please, give me more! The fingers running over the top of her feet were increasing her level of arousal as much as the tongue that stroked the most intimate part of her external flesh, and she felt as if she had lost control of her body as it writhed and twitched in response to the touches that it experienced.

Move your tongue down just a little more, take it down there. The fingers went between the gaps in the helpless woman’s toes which stimulated her still further, as the tongue moved down to that little point at the top of her legs and pressed against the lips that were the gateway to her lust. Finish me off, please! As her toes received their caress, the folds of her intimate flesh were touched and she felt as if her release was going to happen in a few seconds.

It was a good thing that the tape over Petra’s nose was effective in helping to keep her quiet, as she would have alerted everyone in the street to her presence with loud screams when Kendra stopped the erotic teasing.

No, please for the love of, come back here and finish me.

“I did warn you about the orgasm denial and that you would have to learn how to cope.”

Cope? How can I cope with this? My entire body feels as if it is on fire, and I need you to help me. Please, please help me. Petra started to try and make pleading sounds In the hope that her captor would take pity on her, as needing her release was the only thing on her mind at this time.

“You do look wonderful like this, my pretty Petra, squirming around in your bonds on the pole. There is no escape from your denial, so you should learn how to surrender yourself to the feelings inside of you and accept your predicament.”

Why can’t you just satisfy the need inside me, please that’s all you have to do. The tormented lady did her best to accept the fact that her body was crying out for release, but it seemed as if the need would never diminish. It did start to decline after some time though, and her squirming stopped along with the begging as her lust shrank to a point where she was no longer tormented as much. At least this is a level that I can cope with, and hopefully it will get easier as I stay here. What are you doing now? Oh no!

Fingers stroked the soles of her feet as the tongue of her captor caressed the Mound that covered the source of her desire, and it seemed to her as if Kendra had poured fuel onto the flame that burnt within her, with the prisoner unable to do anything other than whine in frustration. Her lips of ecstasy were touched and stroked, and she felt as if she was going to reach her goal when the woman in control of her stopped again.

You did this just to make sure that I would be tormented all over again! You are torturing me with pleasure, and I can’t do anything about it.

“You need to get used to this, as we will be doing this for a little while yet.”

How long are you going to carry on teasing and tormenting me like this? As soon and the level of desire dropped in the helpless lady and she was able to relax a little, the process of erotic caressing began again with the bound Petra being driven to distraction by her situation, with it happening again and again to the point where her world was one of a excruciating pleasure.

“Would you like a release from you torture now, because I will give it to you if you want?”

Yes, I need you to bring an end to my suffering. Just love me and bring my lust to its peak. There were vigorous nods from the helpless lady as she was driven to desperation by the need inside her.

“Okay, just give me a few seconds to prepare.”

Prepare? Why would you need to prepare? Arrrrrrgh! It felt to the captive as if her body tried to arch in its bonds as the blast of cold water hit her at the top of the legs before covering the rest of her body. A hosepipe! You’re using a hosepipe on me and I’m getting drenched.

“I did promise you a release from your torment, but I didn’t say how.” Kendra said as the water was being splashed over the body of the helpless woman. “I think that a cold shower like this should be sufficient for your needs.”

The impact of water against the captive stopped but she felt the cold liquid continue to run down her body as she began to shiver in reaction to the temperature of the water. That was so mean of you, doing that to me but at least you have put out most of my fire, leaving just a little glow.

“Now, I think that you should have a little rest after your ordeal. Now, you can either offer no resistance as I tie you to a sun bed or I will provide more erotic teasing on the pole for the next hour. Would you prefer the sun bed?”

I don’t think that I can take another hour of this, and resting on my back would be preferable as some of these ropes are starting to bite into me. There was a nod from the helpless lady which let Kendra know that she was compliant.

“Good. I’ll get started on freeing you, and soon you’ll be able to have some rest.” The rope that bound Petra’s ankles to her wrists were untied which allowed her to lower her feet to the ground before the bonds connecting her ankles together were removed.

At least I have the relief of standing on my feet again. The ropes that bound her body to the pole were untied along with her wrists and elbows which only left the ropes around her thighs, but Petra wasn’t in any kind of mood to even pretend to put up a fight as she was led to another point in the garden. She was helped to lie down in a supine position on a sun bed, and her right hand was taken above her head to the right where cord was wrapped ten times around her wrist and the metal fame, with four cinches applied to tighten her bonds. Her left wrist was placed into a similar position on her other side and bound into place in the same manner, before the bonds around her thighs were untied so that her legs could be spread apart, with each one bound into place so that she was restrained in a spreadeagle position.

“This is just in case you are still aroused from the teasing, my sweet slave.”

What are you going to do to me? No! There was a dull sound from the helpless captive as she was hit by the spray of cold water that came out of the end of the hose, and the poor lady struggled in her bonds as she suffered a second soaking at Kendra’s hands. Her arms were the first place to be hit by the liquid and this was followed by her legs with the soles of her feet getting special attention from her captor. She tried to squeal as her body was soaked for a second time by her captor, with her chest being the first area hit before her abdomen was targeted and the hose was trained on her for several more minutes.

“I don’t want you to end up with hypothermia, so that’s enough for the moment. You can relax now, Petra, and I’ll see you in an hour or so to check that you are okay. You look as if you could do with a rest after the way that I have tormented you.” Kendra said, and there was a soft kiss on the forehead of the captive. “Enjoy yourself.”

As the helpless woman lay on the bed, she listened to the footsteps of her captor who walked up the path towards the house, which was followed by the sound of the door opening and closing. I’m all alone for a while then, but at least I’m not being tormented by my own lust and I can dry out quicker as I’m laid out in the sun. While Petra rested in her bondage on the bed, the warm breeze and the soft scent of the flowers lured the woman into a state where she was relaxed and half asleep...


What’s that? Oh my, someone is walking up the path going along the end of the gardens. I hope that whoever it is doesn’t look into this garden, or I’m going to be in danger. The woman pulled against her bonds with the footsteps becoming louder as the traveller moved along the path, but the movement stopped at the back of Kendra’s house. There was a pause of a few seconds before there was a sound that was almost like a woman’s gasp before there was a clanking of metal that was familiar to the captive because she had fumbled with a metal gate before.

I’ve been seen! Whoever this is, is trying to get into the garden and I am defenceless. I cannot even call for help in my current predicament either. The gate swung open but the footsteps were quieter as the person approached the frightened captive, who knew that she could do nothing to protect herself from this stranger. Please don’t hurt me, please don’t hurt me. Petra was shaking in her bonds as the footsteps stopped once they were beside her, and she was imagining all kinds of horrible fates that would be inflicted on her by this intruder.

There was the fall of hair onto her face as the bound lady heard a whisper that was just about audible. “These must be really evil people to leave you like this, and you are obviously terrified. Don’t worry, you’re going to be safe now, I’ll free you once I call the police.”

There was a shaking of the head by the captive as she struggled in her bonds. No, you can’t call the police, we’ll all get into trouble!

(To Be Continued.)
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The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 8

Postby skybird137 » Mon Jul 21, 2014 10:55 am

Part 8

“What’s wrong with you? Anyone would think that you don’t want me to call the police.” The voice said and the bound lady nodded in response to the comment.

That’s it, I don’t want you to call the police. I hope that you understand this.

“Poor woman, they must have complete control over you if that is the case. I can at least help you get free, so I’ll untie you.”

Petra could feel the stranger’s hands on her right wrist as the fingers probed the knot and she assumed that her rescuer was going to free her from her bondage. Don’t free me, I’m okay. If you free me, you’ll ruin everything. There was a shake of the captive’s head as she indicated that she didn’t want to be untied from the sun bed.

“So you want to remain tied to the bed?” Nod. “Are they controlling you with threats and blackmail?” Shake. “Are they using force against you?”

They are using force, but I don’t think that you mean in that context as this is part of the game. Again the helpless woman shook her head in response to the question that was given to her by the woman.

“So, you aren’t in danger, your captor isn’t using force of any kind against you, and you don’t want me to call the police or free you. Am I correct?”

You are right in all of this, so if you just go on your way we’ll all be happier. This time the tied up woman nodded her head several times so that she could emphasise that the visitor’s comments were correct.

“Oh my, that can mean only one thing then. You are playing some kind of ‘kinky captives’ game, with you as the prisoner. I’ve seen programmes on television that cover these types of games, but I’ve never expected to see it happen in real life. Are you really that helpless, and are you stuck in those ropes?”

The cheeks of the captive turned red as the woman made her comments, as it revealed that she had deduced exactly what was happening in the back garden. Oh great, now she knows that I’m into bondage and that other people are involved. I’ll have to let the lady know that she is right, but at the rate this is going, I’m going to feel like some kind of nodding toy.

“I knew it! That tape pushing your nose down looks very uncomfortable, but I’ve seen something like that in a thriller recently. I think that the woman was gagged and the extra tape restricted her breathing so that she wasn’t able to scream. So I guess that you can hardly make any noise then, seeing that the gag over your mouth looks to be very effective.” The voice said. “So, what is the deal with this game? Has your kidnapper-stroke-master taken you prisoner and left you all bound, gagged, blindfolded and naked, with him planning to return in an hour or so?”

You seem to be asking too many questions, but at the moment I’m hardly in a position to stop you. Another nod from the helpless lady answered the question, but she froze just a moment later when she felt the touch of a hand against her right ankle with it moving up her leg in a slow but gentle manner. What are you doing?

“So, supposing for argument’s sake someone found you in a game like this with you being left by your master. The person would be able to do anything they want with you and you would be defenceless, as you can’t fight or run, and you can’t even scream for your master to help you. Also, as you are blindfolded you won’t ever be able to identify the person who took advantage of you while you were helpless.”

OMG, a moment ago you wanted to call the police and free me, but now you’ve turned into some kind of fiend. I have to get out of this. Once the captive heard the comments by the stranger, she struggled against her bonds in the futile hope that she could somehow slip her wrists out of the bonds and remove her gag. However, she still remained bound to the bed and her movements did nothing to stop the lady’s hand from moving up her leg and onto her abdomen.

“You look incredible like that, fighting against your ropes as if you are some kind of damsel in distress. If that is the case, then I must be the evil villain. I must admit that I never truly saw the appeal in this on the documentaries, but seeing you tied to the bed like this is creating an incredible feeling inside me. Being here with you is such a thrill that I cannot bring myself to leave until I have played a little with you.”

Oh great, you have seen me naked and helpless and this has caused you to be turned into Little Miss Dominatrix with me as your slave. Am I giving out some kind of scent that says ‘Tie me up and control me’? Petra’s struggles took on a greater urgency as she understood that this stranger was going to take advantage of her, and there was nothing that she could do to stop this from happening.

“If I remember my information from these shows, then I am supposed to be the Dominatrix or Mistress, but there is a name that suits this moment even better. After all, you have been left as if you are a spread out victim on some kind of sacrificial alter, ready to be offered up to some kind of deity. So in that case, I should consider myself to be your Goddess.”

You are not my Goddess, and I am not your sacrifice that you can do as you please with. There was another shake of the helpless woman’s head which she hoped would let the strange woman know that she didn’t want to play the game, although the captive was starting to feel a sense of warmth between her legs. To cap it all, I’m becoming aroused because of this, but is that surprising after being turned into a submissive by Diana and Kendra?

“Maybe Goddess isn’t so inappropriate after all in this situation. After all, it seems that I have the power of life and death over you at the moment, but maybe I should prove it to you so that you will know that I am speaking truthfully.”

What are you up to now? As the captive listened, she heard a familiar peeling sound of tape being pulled away from a roll before she heard a quick snap which indicated that a strip had been torn away. I’m probably going to be tormented with you sticking this to various parts of my body before you pull it off quickly. NO!

Just after Petra exhaled, she felt pressure against the bottom of her nose and the captive was shocked when she discovered that she was unable to breathe in. You’ve sealed my nose off, and I can’t breathe! Take it off me! This time the struggles of the captive put all of her previous attempts to shame as she fought like never before, as she panicked in response to her predicament.

After a few seconds, the tape was removed and the captive relaxed as she took a deep breath. Even that short time was unpleasant enough, and I’d hate to think just how long you can do this to me. I have no idea just what kind of person you are.

“I was trying to point out that I have complete control over you, but you wouldn’t believe me, so I had to provide an example. All you have to do is acknowledge me as your Goddess by nodding your head. I don’t mean in a literal sense, just in a domination one, just in case you have certain ‘problems’ about the use of the word.”

If I don’t surrender to you, you are going to do this to me again, so I have no choice but to give in. The worst thing about this is that I’m starting to feel more aroused by you controlling me. There was a nod from the helpless lady as she capitulated to the stranger.

“Why, thank you for deciding to submit to me. I suppose that I shouldn’t say it, but I wasn’t going to do this to you again, and I hope that you didn’t think that I would let anything happen to you, as I wouldn’t want to hurt anyone.”

If I’d only kept my head and my nerve, I could have avoided what you are going to do to me now, but even this predicament has ended up increasing the warmth between my legs.

“I’m sorry, but they are so lovely and delicate that I have to touch them. I hope that you don’t mind.”

Don’t mind what? Are you going to grope my breasts? Notagainplease, whatiswrongwithyou! The bound woman struggled in her bonds as fingernails inflicted a soft and slow caress on the soles of her feet and she began to feel dizzy again owing to her not being able to breathe fast enough. Letmebreathe, letmebreathe.

“Sorry, they were just too tempting to resist. Your feet do seem to be very sensitive though, and I think that I should pay special attention to them, while I’m here.”

What is it about my feet that seem to attract women? Is there something indelibly stamped on the soles of my feet with the words ‘Please Tickle Here’ showing? I need to ask Diana or Kendra about this the next chance that I get, to speak as I really need to know what is happening.

“Ooh, are these nipple clamps connected by a chain? Yes, and they are the type that can be used to provide precise pressure. I just have to see how they look when they are attached to you.”

Oh no, not those again. A low volume squeal escaped from the nose of the captive as her left nipple was the first to be squashed by the contraption, and a few seconds later, the delicate flesh of her right nipple was crushed between the two metal bars of the device that resembled a thumbscrew. At least they aren’t on any tighter than how Kendra applied them. Ow, you’re pulling the chain up!

“Let’s see you arch that back of yours, slave, I’m sure that you can do better than that.” The stranger said and the nude lady tried her best to force her body up so that she could lessen the twinges that she felt in her breasts. “I knew that you could force yourself to lift your chest up further.”

There was a sigh from the captive as the tension on the chain was released and she lowered herself back to the bed but she wondered what was going to happen next. This lady must realise that Mistress Kendra might come out at any moment, but she seems to be ignoring this. Oh, that feels good. Petra sighed as she experienced the gentle touch of lips against the soles of her feet and soon the lady writhed in a slow and gentle motion in her bonds as a tongue flicked over the tips of her toes. You do seem to know how to please a captive with your mouth, whoever you are. This is even better. Soon, the big toes of the bound lady were taken into the mouth of the stranger and sucked in turn which caused the captive’s hips to twitch as this added more fuel to the flames of her desire.

“I can see that you are enjoying this, my slave, but I think that I should do this in a more unorthodox manner. Wait, I think that I know what to do.” There was a fumbling sound under the sun bed which made it seem that the newcomer was searching for something, and then this was followed by a dragging sound as an item was pulled out from underneath the bed. “Did your Master use this hose to do anything other than splash water on you?”

No, but that is an unusual question to ask. Petra shook her head as she tried to think about why she was asked about how Mistress Kendra used the garden hose.

“You both don’t know what you are missing, as there is a spray gun at the end of the hose. Do you have any idea about how this can be used on a bound captive?” The voice said and the spread-eagled nude shook her head again.

I don’t know, but I have a feeling that I’m going to find out before much longer.

“This hose has a spray gun on the end, with nozzle selection and a grip which provides variable flow strength. I saw how this was used on a documentary with a blond Australian lady showing just how useful this is. It would be remiss of me if I didn’t show you just how effective the ‘jet’ function can be.”

Isn’t a jet selection when the stream is very thin? Ow! Even the tape pressing Petra’s nose down couldn’t stop the squealing noise when a jet of water hit the chain on her chest, so that it was dislodged and pulled against the clamps that pressed against her nipples. You can use that thing to torture me from a distance, that is so mean.

“I think that I should remove your clamps before I continue as they could prove to be a distraction.” The bound lady bit into her gag as she felt fingers on her breasts but she still cried out when the clamps were loosed and removed from her nipples.

At least these things can no longer inflict any pain on me. Ow, ow! When the lady felt the cold water strike her nipples, she remembered that it would take at least a few minutes for the throbbing to subside. Jets of water hit her breasts at various locations and the bound woman found herself sighing as the impacts caused her to experience a sensual feeling. It can be really nice. After a few more minutes, the squirts of water against her breasts acted as a caress and the captive felt the fire of her lust increase in strength.

OMG, hitting me with water is arousing me. A moment later, Petra arched her back and tried to laugh through her nose as strong jets struck the soles of her right and left feet in turn. Nononononono. After half a minute had past, the jets against her feet stopped which allowed the helpless woman to regain her breath. Is there anything that you can’t do with this hose? After all, you have just tickled my feet with it. The tickling of the bound lady’s feet also had the additional effect of adding more heat to her centre of lust, and she writhed in her bonds in the hope that she would receive a release from her desire.

OMG, oh shitshitshitshitshit. Petra tried to shriek out as the water stream impacted her Mound of Venus before striking the most intimate lips that were below it. Don’t stop, oh please don’t stop. After a few seconds, the flow did stop with the helpless woman begging for it to continue.

“I can see that you do like this, my soaked slave.” The voice said “Surely you don’t expect me to let you finish so quickly. It will not happen just yet.”

I feel so teased at the moment, please let me come. The jets of water against her breasts were stronger this time, which meant that the flow rate had been increased, and she pushed her chest up in order to obtain the maximum feeling of pleasure in her nipples. Oh wow. It wasn’t long before the prisoner stretched at her bonds as her feet were hit stronger than before with her trying to cry out through her gag as the torment continued. At least I will enjoy the next part. Petra thrust her hips up so that she could receive as much pleasure as possible as the stream shot against her most intimate and lustful of locations, and she felt as if it wouldn’t be long before she would reach the release that she had become desperate for.

“It is time for me to stop this for a few minutes, slave.” The stranger said as the flow of water stopped.

No, don’t leave me like this, I need you to finish me off!

“I’m sure that you wanted me to leave earlier, perhaps I should do this now.”

Don’t do this to me, I want to be released from my need. Please don’t go yet.

“Well you seem unhappy with me going, so I will provide you what you need as you appear to be desperate for it.” Another jet of water was fired at the nipples of the captive whose writhing had become uncontrollable as her lust increased in strength and she pushed her chest up so that her breasts were a better target. Next, the spray gun was aimed at the soles of her feet and they were struck for twenty seconds at a time with a ten second gap between changeovers between feet.

Please just a little more. The nude woman’s back arched to its utmost as the jet struck at its hardest, right against her lips of lust and she felt the build up of her desire as it reached the peak of need. Oh shit, Oh Shit, OHSHITSHITSHIT! All of Petra’s universe consisted of ecstasy as the orgasm made her oblivious to anything else as her body convulsed…

“You must have enjoyed that, slave. I waited until you were responsive before I left, as I have a parting gift for you that will keep you occupied until your Master returns.” An impact of cold water against Petra’s Mound and her lips snatched her from her reverie, and it only took her a moment to comprehend what was happening.

You’ve set up the hose to fire the water in an arc so that it splashes down in the right place, and it is already starting to arouse me. If Kendra doesn’t find me before long, I will be begging for release again.

“Goodbye for now, maybe will meet again someday.” The stranger said, and a few seconds later footsteps moved down the path before there was the sound of the gate closing.

Please Kendra, please come out and find me like this. I need your help!

(To Be Continued)
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The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 9

Postby skybird137 » Mon Jul 28, 2014 8:21 am

Part 9

As the water streamed down onto Petra’s helpless body, she tried to find some way of dealing with her situation that she was left in by the stranger who had entered the garden. What am I going to do about this, as I can’t just go and turn the device off as my wrists and ankles are bound to the bed? I can guess that the spray gun is attached to the bed somehow, but I cannot see what the connection is. I should try and bounce up and down as much as I can in the chance of moving the device.

The captive attempted to lift her body up as far as it would go, so that it would be arched above the bed before forcing it back down as hard as possible so that she could move the angle of the spray gun that was teasing her so much. She did this time and time again but there was no difference in the target point of the water, which meant that the item was too well secured to be moved in this manner. Her actions even made her situation a little worse for her, as her most intimate area was also moved higher by this action, which made it a direct target for the spray gun and sometimes the jet of water struck the captive at her most intimate location.

Maybe I have been trying to do this in the wrong way. If I lift myself up and get the flow to hit me between my legs, then I may be able to get a release from my teasing for a while.

After resting for a minute and taking deep breaths in an act of preparing for the next part, Petra pushed her hips up with her body forming another arch and she did manage to get hit in the right spot which served to make her more aroused. Maintaining this position for more than a few seconds proved to be difficult as the ache built up in her muscles and she was only able to remain with her body in the air for a very short time before she had to rest on the bed.

This is proving to be harder than I imagined, but the effect between my legs was incredible, so I should keep doing this so that I can end up being plunged into bliss. It wasn’t long before the helpless woman discovered that she had made a mistake as the time that she spent lifted up became shorter and shorter after each attempt, with the increase in teasing diminishing. I need to make this work, so I’ll just move up for a few seconds and rest a little longer. The time that the bound lady spent in an arched position dropped to less than a second within a short time, and the only result from her actions was an aching need between her legs which felt as if it was never going to be sated.

I should have just stayed still on the bed and suffered at that level of teasing, rather than experience the torment that is being inflicted on me by my loins. I need to find another way of stopping the stream of water from hitting me at this precise place. Shifting my position to the side might help. This seemed to be a good idea for the tormented lady, but she realised that her spreadeagle bondage allowed very little movement as she tried to move left or right, and the jet of liquid ended up hitting new points which added for fuel to the flame of her lust.

It wasn’t long before the suffering woman became so frustrated by her teasing that she started to struggle in her bonds in the hope that one of the ropes might slip, and her head went from left to right and back again as she tried to scream out her feelings. Where are you, Kendra? I’m on the edge and I need you to release me from this. Oh no, this is just how I was feeling when I was on the bed when I was going through orgasm denial.


“What the hell? Petra, what’s happened to you?” Kendra said and she sounded as if she was going to scream

Petra felt relief at hearing the voice of one of her captors, but this was only a momentary condition as her desperate need focused her attention on the torment that was driving her insane as she thrashed around on your bed. Don’t worry about what happened to me, get that bloody spray gun and shoot it at my lips.

“Oh my goodness, the gate’s slightly ajar! Someone must have got in and done this to you! They’ve taped the spray gun to the bottom of the sun bed.”

Oh well done, you’ve noticed that. How did you thing this happened? Did you think that I freed myself, set up the spray gun and tied myself back up again so that I can be found like this? Come on, Kendra let me find some ecstasy!

“I’ll remove your gag so that you can tell me what occurred here.”

No! Petra shook her head as her captor reached for the straps, in the hope that she would understand that the helpless lady had other priorities at the moment. Can’t you see what that device is doing to me? Do something with it!

“Okay, I understand. I’ll switch off the spray gun.”

No, don’t do that, I’ll be waiting goodness knows how long before the fire of my libido is doused. Just use it on me. The helpless captive was frantic in the shaking of her head at the comment of her captor.

“It seems that you need help of a different kind right now, so I’ll remove the tape from this thing and use it on you. It may go all over the place for a few moments while I remove the tape.”

Finally you’ve got it, now get that thing freed and blast me with it. We can sort out everything else later, but please hurry.

“Someone made a good job at this.” Kendra said and for a few seconds the liquid splashed all over the body of the bound woman, but this did nothing to lessen the feeling between her legs that caused her to plead for an end to her sexual torture. “I’ve got it free of the tape, so it’s time to hit the button.”

It felt as if a full strength jet of water at close range hit Petra right between her legs, and she would have screamed at her loudest if it wasn’t for the gag and the tape pressing her nose down restricting her ability to breathe, Yes, oh yes! The flow from the spray gun was not concentrated at one precise spot, and the target point moved up and down the intimate lips of the helpless prisoner as she writhed on the bed. Please, just a little more and I can revel in my pleasure.

There was a more intense sensation between the woman’s legs as her captor set the gun to fire the water in rapid pulses and this proved to be the tipping point for the tormented lady. Huh, huh, HUH, HUHHHHH! Her back arched for several seconds as the orgasm washed over her in a tidal wave of ecstasy, and she collapsed back onto the bed as she convulsed in her bonds with her only aware of her own bliss …

“Are you okay, Petra?” Kendra said as she unbuckled the last of the straps that secured the harness gag to the face of the captive and pulled on the panel so that the large ball was removed from the mouth of the captive.

“Yes, Mistress Kendra, but there were moments when I was afraid. Please tell me, was this one of your games?”

“It wasn’t. Please believe me that we were not involved with this incident. I never thought that someone would actually travel down the path the runs behind the end of the gardens. Tell me what happened while I prepare you for going back into the house.”

As the prisoner explained in detail when went on while she was left in the garden, her captor untied the ropes that bound her ankles to the side of the sun bed, and they were placed together before a rope wrapped around them ten times with four cinches added so that the rope was secure. It wasn’t long before her hands were free from the ropes that held her to the sun bed, and she was made to lean forward with her arms placed in a parallel position behind her back. A rope was wrapped eight times around her left wrist and her right arm just below the elbow, and three cinches made the cord grip her flesh with the ends secured out of reach of her fingers. A second length of cord was looped around her right wrist and left arm in the same manner, and the cinches along with the knot ensured that her arms would remain secured in the shape of a box.

A long cord was taken around her upper chest and arms with ten loops going above her breasts and the same number below, and cinches were added between her arms and sides which made the cord press into her flesh. The remainder of the rope was taken over her right shoulder from the centre of her back, and it was looped around her lower chest ropes before it went over her left shoulder where the end was tied off to the centre of her back. The result of this was that the lower loops were pulled up so that they pressed against the bottom of her breasts, and this meant that any movement of her arms caused the sensitive flesh there to be caressed.

“… Everything I tried just made me more aroused, and I thought that my lust was going to drive me insane when you left the house and saw how I was being tormented. So that’s story, but what are we going to do now Mistress Kendra? After all, this woman might return or she might even tell others about me being in the garden?”

“The first thing I’ll do when I go into the garden again is close the gate properly, and then use a chain along with a padlock to make sure that it will remains shut from now on. Next, I will take a sheet and attach it to the gap so that no one will be able to look into the garden from the path.”

“But what if she turns up again over the weekend and I’m stuck in the garden? She may climb ov-FF!” The helpless woman felt frustrated as a large rubber ball was stuffed into her mouth again while she was trying to talk, and the straps were taken around her face to the back of her neck where they were buckled so tight that she could feel the edges of her mouth distend from the pressure.

You two must take great delight in forcing a gag on me while I am half way through a sentence, as it is annoying to have my speaking stifled in this manner.

“Naughty slave, you are speaking out of turn again. I have already thought of that. We have a baby monitor which we have both used to make sure that the person in bondage is okay. If you go in the garden again, the transmitter will be left nearby just in case you do end up with another intruder.” Kendra said “I must admit that I have never thought of using the spray gun for the act of erotic stimulation, so I think that I shall try and found out more about this on the internet. Anyway, I know it sounds like a contradiction in terms after you have gone through, but I think that a nice warm bath might be in order after your misadventure as you are still looking bedraggled.”

A bath with warm water would be nice, especially after being subjected to cold water for so long. It was stimulating to be sure, but it can also be very uncomfortable and numbing as well. Besides, maybe things will get intimate, and we can have some more fun.

A hand took hold of the helpless prisoner’s right arm so that she could be helped to her feet, and the woman took small hops in a direction which she assumed would take her back to the house. The change from paving to a tiled surface under the prisoner’s feet informed her that she was back in the kitchen and the closing of a door behind her caused the prisoner to relax as she was shut inside the house. She was held again and she continued her hopping, feeling warm carpet for a few minutes before the floor changed back to cold tiles.

I must be in the bathroom by now which means that I will be helped into the bath. I wonder how I will be treated, will I just have a quick spray down with warm water, or will I end up with a little soap on my body first.

“I need to get you into the bath first, so I will help you sit on the edge of the bath.” Kendra said and the helpless lady was turned around before she was made to shuffle back a little so that the back of her legs touched a cool surface which meant that the bath was behind her.

“Sit down now, my slave and put your feet in the bath. I will hold onto you so that you will not fall.” Petra felt the arms of her captor take hold of her and she found herself guided to a sitting position on the edge of the bath before she was turned to the right so that her right leg touched the side of the bath. The bound woman felt a little unsteady as she lifted her legs up but the grip on her body helped to stop her from falling as she moved a little further to the right so that she can put her feet in the bath. Once this was done, she was released by her captor and she felt the untying of the ropes that bound her ankles together.

“I need you to be kneeling in the bath, so I’ll help you down into the bath now.” A hand held onto the chest ropes at the back of the helpless woman and the prisoner was supported as she stood up before kneeling in the bath, with her discovering that a cushion was in the bath so she wouldn’t be uncomfortable.

Having my knees on a cushion is much better than having them resting on the surface of the bath as this would not be good. You must be planning on doing something to my legs though, as I doubt that you will leave me this free. Here we go. As the captive knelt in the bath she felt the wrapping of a rope around her right thigh and ankle, and it seemed to be taken around her leg about sixteen times before six cinches were added between the two parts of the limb which secured the cord into place. Another length of rope was used to bind her left leg in the same manner, and the helpless woman felt very defenceless as she knelt in the bath with her legs frogtied. You’ve pushed my knees apart just a little, and this makes me wonder what you are going to do with me. Where are you going now? The diminishing sound of the footsteps let the bound nude know that Kendra had walked out of the room, but there was no indicated as to why she had left which was puzzling to the kneeling prisoner. I hope that I haven’t upset her in some way.

Petra would have jumped on the spot if she wasn’t bound in such a tight manner as Kendra spoke. “Sorry I had to leave the bathroom for a minute, but I had to remove my clothes as I didn’t want to get wet. Now, that is sorted out I can give you my utmost attention. I must say that you look delicious, kneeling in the bath like that, and I think that I am going to enjoy this as much as you are. Brace yourself.”

The captive squealed as a jet of cold water hit her body, but this sound turned to a sigh as the temperature increased so that she was splashed with warm water...

(To Be Continued)
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The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 10

Postby skybird137 » Sat Aug 02, 2014 8:13 am

Part 10

“I need to make sure that you are wet all over, before I start washing you down, my cute Petra.” Kendra said as she ran the water over the body of her helpless captive, concentrating on the front of her body first and paying special attention to her breasts and nipples.

Oh, that is nice and I think that you must be using some kind of hand-held shower head on me. I wonder how long it will be before I am going to become aroused again. Warm water sprayed all over the defenceless woman’s back so that she was wet, but she shivered in her bondage as a close up blast was ran several times up and down her spine. That is nice, and it will be interesting to see what happens when you turn that device on my feet. This is very tingly. Petra felt a hand pressing against her back, so she leaned forward as far as she could and the lady moaned as the spray of water impacted on the cheeks of her bottom in a gentle caress. A pattern made up of circles of droplets landed on her soft flesh and she even writhed a little as the spray was run up and down along the gap between her cheeks. You haven’t touched my feet yet, so I guess you must be saving it for last.

A grip and pull on her left shoulder by the right hand of her captor encouraged the helpless woman to kneel straight up again, and her legs and thighs were soaked as the shower head was run along the outer sides of her legs. It was the turn of Petra’s inner legs to be prepared and the bound woman gasped as her Mound of Venus was hit at one point when Kendra went a little too close to her captive’s body. I need some more of that intimate treatment, but it’s very hard for you to hit anything in my present position. Oh, I have been waiting for this.

The captive was unable to contain her pleasure as a loud moan escaped from her gagged mouth, when the spray from the shower head was directed against the exposed soles of her feet and she writhed when the embers of desire heated up at the top of her legs. “Just insatiable are you, you naughty slut? If I am correct, you must have had four orgasms so far today, and you are acting as is you are now on your way to number five. I shouldn’t be surprised though, after all you have been on starvation rations for so long and now you are at an ‘all-you-can-eat’ bondage buffet.”

It seems that I just can’t get enough of this at the moment, but this is all new to me. If there was a book of records for bondage orgasms, I would probably end up on the front page. That feels so nice on my sweet little toes. Kendra directed the flow of water so that it hit the toes of the helpless lady and the head was even pressed hard so that water would wash through the little gaps between her toes. This washing went on for longer than any of the other areas and it showed with the kneeling prisoner squirming and sighing in her bonds as the bottom of her feet was washed over. I thought that you would have done this for much longer, but now you have stopped it.

“Now, now, stop your complaining, my sexy slave. Unless you would like me to leave you like this for the next hour, and have no orgasm until it’s time for bed.”

The very thought of this situation caused the bound woman to freeze and keep silent as she knelt in the bath. That would be a horrible torture if you carried out your threat, and I would probably be screaming the house down before too long.

“That’s better slave, you do have to remember your place in all of this. The reason I have stopped is because I plan to move you around a little, before I use the shower head again. I am going to rest you on your back, so please remain calm while I do so.”

I can’t do anything to stop you, and I could end up in trouble if I even try, so it would be best for me if I let you do what you want without any kind of interference. Petra’s muscles became tense for a second as a pair of hands gripped the ropes around her chest, but the captive relaxed as she was tilted back until she was resting on her bound arms. I feel very defenceless like this, on my back with my legs to my sides, and the shape of this bath doesn’t even allow me to roll left or right. I must look obscene and vulnerable at the same time. You have me in a situation that I cannot move from, so what are you going to- holysweetmotherofmercy!

The immobilised Petra threw her head back and shrieked as a stronger jet of water struck her right between her legs with it hitting her most intimate valley, and she squirmed as the stream was played up and down her folds. “I forgot that I could make the flow stronger by covering up some of the holes with my fingers. Does using it like this meet with my slave’s approval?”

Yesyesyesyes! There was a frantic nodding as the bound woman attempted to let her captor know that the impacts were very strong, but the only action she could otherwise make was to flail around with her frogtied legs. After a few more seconds, the flow of water from the shower head stopped and Petra sighed with relief as her legs lay back down, while her body was free from teasing for the moment. Even though my legs are not tied down to anything, having my ankles bound to my thighs prevents me from being able to shield the most sensitive area of my body from you. Nonononono!

“What’s wrong, Petra? Is there something afoot?” Kendra said as she aimed the harsher spray against the sole of the prisoner’s right foot, and the poor lady was laughing through her gagged mouth as the water was aimed at her left foot after about ten seconds have gone by. “You seem to be just as helpless in here as when you were outside. At least the water is warmer though, although I could change that as well.”

No, please don’t make it cold! The captive shook her head to indicate that she didn’t want to end up with a cold water torture, but she cried out again as her Mound was washed over with water from the teasing Kendra.

“I can understand why this stranger enjoyed doing this to you, as I can torment multiple areas of your body within a few seconds. I’ll have to do this to my niece during the weekend, perhaps even have you both in the bath together, with both of you screaming in ecstasy at the same time.”

The house would fall down if that happened to two of us at the same time. The more intense spray of water was used to hit the various exposed part of the prisoner’s body over time, and she found herself becoming more aroused from her tormenting.

“I have to put you back in a kneeling position for this part, as I need to start cleaning you know.” Kendra said as she took hold of the helpless woman’s ropes, and the lady found herself back in a kneeling position in the bath before water sprayed down onto her head.

I thought that you might want to wash my hair before you concentrate on my body. The helpless woman sighed as she moved her hair around in the shower but she realised that the hair under the blindfold might be the only area that will not get wet. Maybe Mistress Kendra might realise this and remove my blindfold so that she can wash my hair. It might allow me to see for the first time since I experienced my fake kidnapping last night.

“Excuse me, I can see a problem here with your hair. I shall have to do something about this.” Kendra said as she put her hands on the straps of Petra’s blindfold.

At last, I will be able to see where I am. The straps at the back of the captive’s head was unbuckled, but instead of the blindfold being pulled away it was moved to the next looser notch and buckled up again. I thought that you were going to allow me to see, but you have just made this a little looser.

“That is better, now I can make sure that all of your hair can get wet. Yes I can move the strap away or move your hair up and down.” Kendra said as she ensured that all of her captive’s hair was wet by running the water over her head again. “You might like this part, my helpless Petra.”

That feels a little cold after all of the warm water. A liberal amount of shampoo gel was poured onto the top of the captive’s head and she sighed as Kendra started to rub and smooth the viscous liquid into her hair. This is a nice caress from you and it feels very sensual. Petra’s hair was pulled up and down at times so that all of her hair could be washed, but her captor was in no hurry as she spent minute after minute running her fingers through the hair of her prisoner who sighed from the gentle stroking.

“I’ll need to wash this off now, but it shouldn’t be a problem.” The kneeling woman braced herself for the rush of water and she yelped a little as it had turned cool in the short hose line, but it warmed up after a few seconds so she turned her head so that the water could run down her head and body.

This does feel good, having someone else washing my hair while I am tied up, and I wouldn’t be at all surprised if your bath times are just like this.

“There we are, all clean now.” Kendra said and the captive felt the touch of flesh against her body just a few seconds later. “I hope that you don’t mind me getting in the bath behind you, but I have discovered through experience that this is generally the best way to wash another person in the bath if they are bound and gagged.”

You have done this with Diana then, and quite a few times by the sound of it. Bathroom bondage with kinky Kendra, that sounds like a good title for a naughty movie. Petra shook for a second as cold hands pushed down on her shoulders but the temperature was due to the gel that had been cupped in Kendra’s hands, which was spread out due to the pressure.

“Let’s start with this area first.” Kendra said as she smoothed the gel up to the neck of the helpless lady before running the material down her arms and hands with more gel going over her upper back. After a pause of a few seconds, more of the cool liquid was spread over the captive’s lower back with gentle caresses taking it over her back, before she was made to lean forward so that her bottom was also covered.

I’m going to be covered with gel before long, and I will end up being very slippery. I hope that I don’t end up falling, but kneeling should be safe. More gel was applied to the upper chest of the prisoner, and the strokes went everywhere over her body at this point except onto her breasts. My erotic areas are most likely being left until last, and I guess that my feet are included in this as well. Petra’s abdomen was the next place to be paid attention to by her captor, who smeared the gel over the area from just below her breasts to just above her Mound of Venus. Her legs were soon covered by her captor who ran her hands up and down the frogtied legs of the helpless woman, covering everywhere apart from the front of her lower legs.

Will the other locations be touched now? Oh that’s good, that’s very good. There was a loud sigh as the gel was poured onto her feet, and she wriggled in pleasure when the material was smoothed over the soles of the feet before delicate fingers massaged the gel into the gaps between her toes. You are taking your time over this, so you must understand just how arousing it is to me. As the minutes went by, it became clear to the helpless lady that instead of her feet being cleaned, she was the recipient of a sensual massage that made the warm feeling at the top of her legs even stronger. Her moans grew in volume and frequency when the next area to be cleaned and massaged was the breasts of the helpless woman, as a generous amount of gel was pressed onto the mounds of her breasts with cupped hands. The squirming of the bound lady increased as fingers caressed and pressed against the soft and malleable flesh as her erect nipples were teased as the touches pushed them back and forth.

If this keeps going on, I could end up exploding with pleasure while I am being cleaned. Ohmysweet! Petra was caught by surprise when more gel was spread over her Mound of Venus, and she almost screamed in reaction as her heat in her lust increased by a magnitude. One hand was used to caress each area at her front for several minutes before Kendra changed over to running her hands over the feet of her captive who was unable to remain still or quiet. Hurry up, tickle me to orgasm, please!

The captive felt frustrated as the caressing of her gel-covered body ended, but her ropes were held before she was helped to lie on her back again with her being propped up with her arms resting on the sloped back of the bed. What are you going to do to me now? OMG! Her fire increased still further as gel was smoothed over the most intimate part of her body, and she cried out as the petals of her lustful flower were caressed by Kendra. Hurry up, I need to be fulfilled!

“You look as if you are ready to explode, my helpless Petra, but I am not going to finish just yet as you need a little more cleaning.” The woman said as she started to caress the feet of the defenceless woman who was moaning with every breath that she took. “You do look slinky and kinky with all of that gel covering your body, so it’s a good thing that I made sure that those knots are secure.” Once several minutes of foot play had happened, the captive was surprised when Kendra lay above her with their bodies pressed together. “This feels so good.” The lady said, caressing the bound Petra with her own body. “You are enjoying it too, as I can feel and hear it.”

This is just amazing, you seem to be using your whole body to massage me. What are you going to do next? Kendra lifted herself back up into a kneeling position and the lady in bondage writhed on her back as all of her most sensitive areas were stimluated in turn. Petra lost track of everything but the caresses on her body as she lay on the slope of the bath, with her only desire being that of an explosive release.

“I haven’t allowed you to be sated yet because I have an idea about how it should happen, but I am going to require absolute trust from you. Do I have it?”

Of course you have it, but what do you have in mind? The captive nodded her head so that Kendra would know that she trusted the woman who kept her prisoner, and the caressing of the body came to an end.

There was a squeaking sound of metal squeaking on metal which was followed by a splashing sound, and Petra felt the touch of water against her bottom which was the lowest part of her body.

OMG! You’ve switched the taps on in the bath, and I can’t move an inch!

(To Be Continued)
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The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 11

Postby skybird137 » Sat Aug 16, 2014 11:17 am

Part 11

Even though the helpless woman felt the very slow rise of the water which caused her heart to beat faster, her mind and body was still concentrated on the teasing acts that her captor were performing on the most sensitive points of her body. The tips of Kendra’s fingers again ran over the mound’s of the captive’s breasts, and she sighed as the erotic caress fanned the flames that resided between her legs. That feels good, but why don’t you just caress my feet along with my heart of lust so that my sexual torment can be brought to an end. I think that you want my denial to be as long as possible, possibly because you aim for most of my body to be covered in water so that it adds to the experience.

“You are so sexy like this, squirming around in your bondage with your body covered in gel.” Kendra said, tracing a slow, circular path around her prisoner’s areola before flicking the tips of her erect nipples. “I think that I need to add a little more to this area, as I don’t want to massage everything away.” There was a pause of a few seconds before the bound lady felt more cool gel being applied to her breasts, with the liquid being massaged over this area by her captor.

I’m going to get even more slippery at this rate. Are you going to put more all over my body? A yelp escaped from her gagged mouth as her nipples were held between the fingers and thumbs of her captor and she didn’t know whether to cry out or moan as her flesh was pulled and twisted in a playful manner. Please get back to my important areas, it feels as if I’m burning between my legs.

A hand took hold of the ropes on her chest so that she could be pulled into a sitting position and she felt a large amount of gel being rubbed all over her back and arms, which caused her to move a little from side to side a little once she was on her back again. You seem determined to cover me in as much gel as you can, but you did say that you liked me covered in it. If you put much more on me, I’ll end up making an eel seem rough by comparison. It was the front of her body that was lubricated next, with every area covered with more of the soapy material except for the heart shaped area of her mound which ached to be touched.

“I don’t want you going over the edge until the situation is ready, and we have not reached that point yet.” Kendra said as she massaged the legs of the nude in bondage, rubbing some more of the gel over the skin of her prisoner. “I will determine when your release is, and not you as you are my slave.”

What is going to have to happen before I will be allowed to- nononono, stopstopstop! Petra threw her head back and screamed as she experienced the slow raking of fingernails over the soles of her, and she twisted and turned with her frogtied legs flailing around in a useless attempt to move her feet out of the way of her captor’s hands. Pleasepleaseplease! The tickling continued until the prisoner was laughing so much that she found herself unable to breathe and she grew dizzy from lack of air.

“I think I had better give you a little rest for a minute.” Kendra said as she halted her assault on Petra’s feet. “I wonder where I shall touch you next, though. Perhaps some more attention needs to be paid to those nipples of yours, or maybe a little massage of your abdomen. I could even run some more shampoo through your hair in a gentle caress which you would enjoy. Maybe I could even-.”

OOOOOO! Oh My God! The helpless lady threw her head back as she emitted a long, loud scream when her captor gave the lips of her desire the most gentle of caresses for a moment. That was almost too much to bare, what have you done to me?

“It seems that my poor prisoner has become very sensitive between her legs, which is not surprising as her flesh is so engorged with blood that is looks as if it is forcing its way out of her body. I will have to do something about your screams as they do seem to be getting louder.” There was the familiar sound of the unrolling of tape before a tearing sound indicated to the prisoner that a strip of tape was about to be applied to her face.

That piece of tape was wide as it goes from my chin to just under my nose, and it goes from ear to ear so I’m not going to be able to scream out of my mouth anymore as my lips are sealed in a literal sense.

“That white tape over your ball-gag makes you look very cute, and you will be much quieter when I have fun with your body.” Kendra ran the tips of her fingers once over the exposed flesh of her prisoners flower, and the bound lady shrieked through her nose as she experienced the overwhelming sensation which went through her hips like an electric shock.

I am aching down there for you, but I have become so sensitive that even the slightest touch is driving me wild, and now the water is starting to lap against these lips between my legs. Is that the sound of the tap being turn open even more? Just how high is the water going to go? Petra’s moaning became almost constant as the rising water had an additional effect on her lust, and her worry about the water caused her heart to beat faster. She started to laugh and giggle as her feet were tickled by her captor who seemed to be taking great delight in the continuing torment of the woman in bondage. Nonononono!

By the time the tickling of the defenceless lady had stopped, and she managed to collect her thoughts as she took deep breaths, the captive noticed that the water had risen up her abdomen to almost under her breasts. How big is this bath, and just how much water can it hold? If you leave the taps running, I could end up completely submerged before long. Her breathing quickened along with the racing of her heart and there was a rush of adrenaline as the water rose to appoint where it was felt against the bottom of her breasts. I did say that I would give you absolute trust, but it’s hard to do when my body is still being covered with water. When are you going to turn the taps off?

“Now, I can see that have noticed the water reaching up to your nipples. Don’t worry, I won’t let you get hurt, but I think that you need something to take your mind off what is happening.” Kendra said, giving the submerged flower of the captive a little stroke which had the effect of causing the tormented woman to issue a nasal scream as she had to endure a pleasure which was almost a torture. More of the caresses followed and everything else was driven out of her mind as she attention was concentrated on the most enflamed part of her body.

When this ended and the lady in bondage became aware again, the sound of running water had stopped but she was shocked to discover that the water was up to her chin. OMG Kendra, what have you done? I’m almost covered with water. The gel-covered prisoner started to squirm in her predicament, which was a mistake owing to the fact that her body no longer had any frictional resistance to hold her up on the sloping back of the bath. Oh shit! OHSHITSHITSHIT! She managed to take a single deep breath before she slid forward in the bath and as she was no longer kept up by the back, her head slipped beneath the surface of the water.

Kendra, Help me! As the helpless woman thrashed around in the water, she knew that the surface was only a few inches away, but she also knew that in her current state of bondage that she might as well be at the bottom of a swimming pool. Moments later, there was the was the touch of a hand on her chest ropes and her body was pulled out of the out of the water, with her taking deep breaths as her heart was pounding in her chest. Even though the nude captive was scared by what had happened, there was also a feeling of exhilaration, which was due to the adrenaline rush that was going through her restrained body. OMG, that was scary but incredible at the same time, and the feeling between my legs is even stronger.

“I can see that the dunking has had an effect on you, as it shows on your face. Take a few deep breaths and I’ll release you. Don’t worry about being under the water, as soon as you expel any air, I’ll bring you back up.” Once the prisoner had taken a few breaths, the hold by her captor was released that that she went under the water’s surface with her struggling again and she remained there until she could no longer hold her breath and she was pulled up so that her head was above the water.

This is affecting me even more. If you do much more of this, I may not even need you to touch me.

“I’m going to lift you up in the water and turn you around for the next part of your adventure. While I am doing this, keep taking as many deep breaths as possible, just in case I slip with my hands at any time.” Kendra said, and Petra found herself being turned around in the bath so that she was facing the rear rather than the front and she was pushed against the slope with her face above the waterline.

Even my nipples are providing me with more stimulation as I lie on my front, and they will rub against the surface when I am pulled under the water again. I don’t know when you are going to do this to me again, so I had better keep breathing. As the damsel waited for her next plunge, she took as many deep breaths as possible, even though she felt a little dizzy, but she felt Kendra take hold of the ropes between her should blades before she was pulled back so that she was submerged again. Her instinct caused her to struggle against her bonds as soon as she was under the surface of the water but the lady thought that she was holding her breath well until a single caress of her most intimate place caused her to expel all of the air in her lungs in an underwater scream.

“Poor Petra, I can make you stop at any time by doing that.” The captor said once she had pulled the powerless woman out of the water. “All I have to do is touch you anywhere and you will lose all of your air. Now breathe a little more before you go back in.”

That was even more intense when I was underwater, but how am I going to be able to do this without drowning. It seems that I can hold my breath for a while, but I will scream out if you touch me. Here we go again. Just after the captive was pushed under the water, she started struggling again but there was no caress from her tormentor, so she managed to stay underwater as long as possible before having to force the air out of her lungs, and she took in a deep breath as soon as her had was above the surface again. Oh my, I want to have my orgasm in the water, but I know that it can’t happen unless I end up filling my lungs with water. OOOOOH! Another caress of her fiery lips caused the prisoner to scream out as the sensation shot through her body.

“Well, I can’t touch you underwater, as you can’t hold your air in your lungs so maybe we shouldn’t go any further with the experiment. I’ll halt it right now.”

No! I can’t be left like this as my body is on fire! You need to find a way of making me unable to breathe while I am under water. There was a frantic shaking of the captive’s head as she wanted Kendra to keep going and find a way to allow her to be taken over the edge while she was immersed when she realised that she had already known how it could be done. All I have to do is have enough air for you to pleasure me, and to ensure that I can’t breathe no matter what happens.

“You want me to continue? But how can that be possible as you won’t be able to keep the air inside you? The moment I touch you on the soles on the feet or between your legs, you will exhale it all.”

How can I make you understand what I am thinking about? I can’t just tell you how to do it because of the gag that I am wearing, but perhaps I can act it out. Petra turned her head to the right so that her captor could see part of the face and she forced air in and out through her nose with such force that the actions were audible. After she did this for a few seconds, the bound nude made a choking sound as if her air supply had been cut off, and she started to struggle as I something had happened to her.

“Do you want me to make sure that you won’t be able to breathe at all?” Kendra said and there was a nod from the prisoner before she repeated the display in front of the woman who controlled her. “But how can I do that? Wait a moment, you told me about what happened in the garden when your nose was sealed off, when the strange woman tormented you. Are you saying that you want me to tape your nose up as well?”

That’s it, you can do what you want and I’ll be perfectly safe. That is if you remember to remove the tape once I have reached my peak. Several nods from the prisoner would let her captor know that this is what she wanted to happen, and that she would be safe while she was underwater.

“Okay, I’ll do it but you will have a maximum time underwater. Once you reach this, I will lift you up, and it doesn’t matter how close you are. I am setting the timer on my smart phone for one minute, and that is the limit. Keep taking deep breaths until you are ready, then nod and I will place the tape over your nose before taking you under the water.”

Petra inhaled and exhaled as much and as fast as she could, and she heard the sound of more tape being taken off a roll which let her know that her Mistress was ready. Here we go, I hope that I am doing the right thing. Once the lady felt that she was ready to be submerged she nodded her head, and she could feel the tape as it was pressed over her nose and against her nostrils, so that she was sealed against any kind of breathing. A moment later there was a beep, just before she was pulled away from the back of the bathtub and her body was immersed in the bathwater with her starting her struggles again. A second later, she did her best to scream as fingernails began to dig deep into the soles of her feet, but the tape remain secure over her nose so that no air was lost. A few moments later, her underwater wriggling became even more intense as the lips of her lust were subjected to a fierce caress, and the agony and ecstasy of her situation along with her immersion was more than enough to take her to that special moment.

Oh fuck, Oh Fuck, OH FUCK FUCKKKKKKK! She lost any sense of what was happening to her except for the bliss of her orgasm as she convulsed in the bath, and wave after wave of pleasure washed over her very being…

Her first moment of awareness after the experience was her lying on her side against the body of her captor, and the tape was no longer covering her nose. That was quite an adventure, but it was a little scary as well, although I think that it added to the experience.

“You just rest on me for a few minutes, Petra. It seems that you had quite an experience under the water. I think that you need a rest after your ordeals, so I’ll get you dried so that you can sleep for a while.”

After the adventures in the bathroom and the garden, I think that this would be nice…

(To Be Continued)
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The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 12

Postby skybird137 » Tue Aug 26, 2014 9:54 am

Part 12

“Right, I think that the last of your soap suds should be removed before I dry my water-babe off.” Kendra said, and the helpless Petra found herself being held by her chest ropes before she was moved back into a sitting position, so that her knees were back on the cushion on the floor of the bath.

That was quite an adventure, but I think that it will be better if I have some kind of snorkel arrangement in the future as I would be then able to remain immersed. I hope that I get some rest for a while, as it has been a very busy day so far. Water flowed over the shoulders of the captive lady, before damp hands went down her sides to force some of the remaining gel into the bathwater, and it felt like a gentle caress of her body. That’s very nice, using your cupped hands to lift up the water rather than using a shower spray on me, which is a much more gentle way of washing me clean. This does feel good. Another handful of water was poured onto the top of her chest which helped to wash away the last of the liquid that was on her breasts. Again and again, water was poured onto her, and the wiping by the hands of her captor ensured that none of the gel clung onto her body, so that she was clean.

“Don’t offer any resistance while I remove the rope from your legs, as I won’t be able to lift you out while you are frogtied like this.” Kendra said, and the prisoner heard the sound of something being pulled apart before the familiar gurgling sound started which let her know that the bath was emptying. Once the water level was low enough, the bound nude was moved so that she was lying back on her arms again, and she felt touches on her right leg before the rope was unwound from her thigh and ankle. A moment later, the knot was untied on the rope that locked her left ankle and thigh together and within a minute the rope was removed from her left leg, so that she was able to stretch out both of her legs in the bath.

“I will get you out in a few seconds, and I will dry your legs first.” Kendra said.

Why not my whole body? It does seem odd that you will only be concentrating on my legs at the moment, but I would guess that you have a reason for doing so. Hands again gripped the ropes that immobilised the captive’s arms, and she managed to get her feet under her body as she was lifted up so that she could stand in the bath.

“I want you to sir on the edge of the bath and put your feet on the floor outside of the bath, so that your legs can be dried.” Kendra said as the helpless lady was guided sideways until her left leg felt the side of the bath, and she sat down on the edge before lifting her legs up so that she could be turned to the left with her able to place her feet down on what felt like a towel. The towel was used to dry the captive’s right foot and then her left, with special attention paid to her soles and the gaps between her toes, before it was used to rub her legs dry in a gentle manner all of the way up to the top of her thighs.

So that’s why you wanted to dry my feet first. I shouldn’t have been surprised as it does make sense. After Petra’s feet and legs were dried, her feet were placed together, and she heard the familiar ratchet sound as the feeling of cold steel surrounded her right ankle, before a the noise was duplicated with the same feeling around her left ankle. It does make sense that you would cuffs my ankles together, and my wrists will follow before long. The rope that bound her arms to her chest was untied, which left only her wrists attached to her elbows and these two remaining ropes were untied, before her hands were brought around to the front of her body. There was the cold feeling around her right wrist which was accompanied by a clicking sound, and this was repeated with her left hand so that the captive was handcuffed as well. You will be moving me to a bed before too long, and you might want me to take a break first.

“Stand up, now, I want to finish drying you off.” Kendra said, and the prisoner’s hands were held so that she could use the leverage to pull herself up into a standing position, before she felt the touch of a warm towel as it was used to dry her bottom which had been unreachable while she had been sitting on the side of the bath. Her hands with the gaps between her fingers were dried off, along with her lower arms and the handcuffs were wiped so that no water would remain on them to irritate the captive. Her upper arms were dried off next, and her towel was rubbed over her back so that this would be dry before the cloth was padded against the soft flesh of her breasts and abdomen. “I don’t want to be rough to you in this area, Diana did it to me once, and I felt very uncomfortable as it happened, so we decided to be gentle about it, especially with this area.” There was a squeal from the bound woman as the towel was pressed against the Mound of Venus before it was pushed onto the intimate lips between her legs.

I think that I would have screamed at you if you had rubbed the towel against me harshly in this area. There is only my hair to dry, but I am still wearing my blindfold, which won’t make it easy for you to use a towel on me.

“I will just wrap your hair up in a towel at the moment, as I will use a hair dryer in my bedroom.” Kendra said, and the powerless woman stood there as the cloth was wound around her head so that her hair was covered. “As it has been a while since you last went, so I am going to take you for a bathroom break first. After all, you don’t want to end up waking up with that most desperate need, as I did once. It isn’t fun at all when your only thoughts are, I need to go! I need to go!”

I have no desire to even experience this for one time only, and I’m glad that you aren’t planning on using it as some kind of torture. Fingers wrapped themselves around the links of the handcuffs before a gentle tug encouraged Petra to follow her captor by moving in a slow, shuffling manner. At least I am allowed to go on my own.Iif this was a real kidnapping, I would not be so lucky and I would have to endure the humiliation of being very securely bound with one of the kidnappers in the toilet as well. Within a minute, the floor changed from cold tiles to a warm carpet, which meant that they had left the bathroom, and after a short time the helpless lady was made to turn around before a gentle pressure on her chest made her step back, so that the back of her legs touched the toilet seat.

The door closed with the sound of a key turning in a lock, and the woman sat down on the seat so that she could go through the necessary process before standing up and flushing the toilet. She held her hands out in from of her before the door was opened, and her captor took hold of the handcuffs so that she could be led to the bedroom. About another five minutes of slow shuffling took the bound Petra to her destination, and the captive felt that there was a bed in front of her before she turned around so that her back was to it. “Sit down, my sweet slave.” The lady did so, making sure that she was comfortable as she reasoned that she might be in this position for a little while, and the towel was unwound from her head which left her wet hair exposed.

It wasn’t long before there was the whirring sound which was followed by warm air being blown against the captive’s hair, and this was accompanied by a brush being applied. Ooh, that feels so good, and you are only keeping it at a warm level. I wonder if one of the factors that makes me enjoy bondage is the way that I am being spoilt, as someone else is even drying my hair. It’s a pity that this is only going to last for the weekend, and I would have loved for you two to have kidnapped me a lot sooner. The drying of the captive’s hair continued, with the warm air and brushing of her hair providing the helpless lady with a sensual pleasure that she was soon sighing to as she surrendered to the experience.

“Yes, it is very enjoyable after a bath in bondage, to have someone dry and brush your hair. Both Diana and I have done this to each other, and it is wonderful to have someone else treat you in this way. However, I think that your hair is dry enough by now and the worst thing I can do is continue.” Kendra said, switching off the hair dryer and putting her equipment on a table, before pulling the helpless lady further back onto the bed. “I need to ensure that you don’t go anywhere while I make some lunch for us, so you are going to become a little more secure while I’m gone.”

What are you planning this time? Oh, I shouldn’t have been surprised with this move. A clicking sound at Petra’s ankles let her know that one end of a pair of cuffs had been attached to the links that connected her feet together, and her hands were pulled down to her ankles before a second ratcheting noise at her wrists informed her that she had been hogtied with cuffs. Her body was turned to the left, and she squirmed a little in her new bondage position which she guessed had her facing the foot of the bed.

“There, these should make sure that you remain on the bed for the time being, and you shouldn’t fall off the bed from here. See you in a few minutes.” Petra listened out as the footsteps decreased in volume before there was quiet, which meant that Kendra had disappeared to make the meal.

How long will you be, and I wonder if I can get this blindfold off my face so that I can see something? If I can just bring my wrists and ankles closer to my body, I may be able to get my fingers high enough to dislodge the pads that cover my eyes. Her hands and feet were far away from her as she was bent over in her sitting position, but after a few minutes the bound woman managed to squirm herself into a more upright situation with her limbs closer to her torso. Now it’s time get this thing off from over my eyes, if I can reach it. As the helpless lady attempted to reach up for the first time she found out that the item remained just out of her reach, and it seemed to her as if this situation was created just to tease her. I’ll just have to become a little scrunched up ball to do this, even if it means straining against my bonds. This felt as if it was going to be successful for the ‘hogcuffed’ lady as the tips of her fingers managed to just about press against the top of her blindfold but they weren’t able to apply any meaningful pressure.

I have to try just a little bit harder. Straining with all of her might, the captive managed to bring her hands up to the blindfold and it was pushed up a little, even though this didn’t allow her to see. Emboldened by this she pushed herself a little more, but she paid so much attention to her actions that she didn’t notice that her body was becoming off-balance in the process.

Oh SHIT! Petra ended up screaming through her gag as she toppled over to her right side, and she realised that she was stuck like this until Kendra returned from the kitchen. I should have known better than to try, and now I am stuck like this with my blindfold pushed up a little.

“You naughty slave! I leave you alone for ten minutes and you misbehave while I’m gone. I see no other course of action than to administer some kind of punishment for your misdeed.”

Ouch! The helpless lady yelped for a second time as the slipper impacted onto her unprotected posterior, and she struggled in her bonds, even though this action was futile. It wasn’t that the spanking was hard, but that it was so embarrassing to be punished like a child and being unable to do anything about it.

There were twelve blows in all, and the captive was at least thankful that these just stung a little, as she knew that Kendra could have treated her a lot worse if the woman had chosen to. “Trying to remove your blindfold while I was away, that was very bad of you. This was just a warning, next time I will not go so easy on you. I will make sure that you will not be able to do this again.” The blindfold was pulled down into its proper position before the item was tightened by a notch which meant that it couldn’t be removed unless it was unbuckled. “Think yourself very fortunate that I have made lunch, otherwise you would have gone hungry. I was watching you from the doorway, which meant that you didn’t even listen out for me or pay attention to anything else.”

I had better not annoy Kendra at the moment, otherwise I may end up spending the afternoon spread-eagled face down on the bed with a lot of spanking in store for me. Petra was pulled further up the bed and placed into a sitting position before the cuffs that connected her wrists together and her wrists to her ankles to her ankles were unlocked. One end of a pair of cuffs were enclosed around each wrist, before Petra’s arms were pulled out to either side of her with the cuffs locked down to the head of the bed.

“You will eat without speaking this time. Do you understand?” Petra nodded, and the straps were unbuckled before the ball was pulled away from her mouth, with her leaving her mouth open so that she could be fed. There was the feeling of a sandwich between her teeth, so the captive took a bite before taking her time chewing and she swallowed before opening her mouth again. This was how it continued, until she kept her mouth open and the ball of the gag was forced between her teeth, with the ends of the straps being taken around to the back of her neck were they were buckled together.

I just hope that you allow me to rest this afternoon. The helpless woman was pulled down the bed by her ankles, until her arms were stretched to their fullest extent and the cuffs were removed from her legs. Her feet were pulled wide apart and rope was wound ten times around each ankle, before the tightening of the cord meant that her legs were secured to the corners of the bed.

“I’ll leave you like this for a while as I have other things to do, including sorting out the gate at the end of the garden. If you try anything while I am away, you will experience a real punishment.” The quiet sound after the speaking seemed to suggest to the spread-eagled woman that she was alone again, but she also knew that her captor could just be quiet in the doorway.

I won’t be causing any trouble at the moment, as I just want to rest. It has been quite an eventful day so far, with situations happening that I have never expected.

As Petra’s mind ran through what had happened to her, the train of thought dissipated as she fell asleep...

(To Be Continued.)

The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 13

Postby skybird137 » Thu Oct 16, 2014 4:28 am

Part 13

No no no no no no stop! Please please please please! In a moment, Petra’s situation changed from one of a deep dreamless sleep, to one where she where she screamed through her gag as fingernails moved in a gentle manner over the soles of her feet. Stop tickling me, please stop tickling me! Her begging and pleading had no effect on the actions of her assailants, and soon her torment was intensifying as the speed and strength of the raking of her sensitive skin increased, which caused her body to arch as she shook her head from side to side. After about a minute of the torture had gone by, the captive grew dizzy as she was unable to inhale due to her screaming and the tickling stopped so that she could breathe.

“It seems that our bondage slave is wide awake now, auntie.” Diana said from the right side of the helpless woman.

You are back then, so I must have been asleep for some time. Plus, both of you are tickling me. That’s so unfair.

“Well, Petra has had enough of a rest by now, as she has been asleep for hours.” Kendra said. “She even had a rest in the garden, until an intruder walked through our back gate and decided to have some fun with the helpless captive. By the way, Petra, the gate is now locked and I have nailed a sheet over the area so that no-one can even see what is happening, let alone get in unless they climb over a high fence.”

“That was nothing to do with me, auntie. I would not involve a stranger in our games, and certainly not without letting everyone know first. I’m sorry about taking so long, but the van is packed full with various types of equipment that they have let us borrow. As the new family don’t move in until Wednesday, they will take the items back to the warehouse once we have left, so we don’t have to dismantle everything.”

“So, we won’t have to spend part of Monday getting everything ready and putting it away, which is good news. It means that we have more torment time which we can use to tease our tied totty. Which reminds me…”

Oh please no, not again! As the tickling started again on the prisoner’s left foot, she screamed with laughter through her gag as her right foot was assailed with the same level of ferocity. Her head was thrown back as the torment continued, and her body was arched as a reaction to the hard scratching against her feet with the captive pulling against her bonds with all of her strength. Again, the torment stopped after a minute of suffering, but this was due to her captors wanting to speak rather than them being concerned about the wellbeing of their prisoner.

“What shall we do, auntie? After all, there are a lot of items that we have to remove from the van, unpack and put together, but I don’t think that our slave will be able to sleep while we are doing all of this work.”

“Diana, we will have to make sure that Petra is occupied while she is awake, as her body seems to demand a lot of attention. She is very vigorous as well as she has climaxed four times since you left.”

“Oh wow, it appears that we have kidnapped Little Miss Whoregasm.” Diana said as she moved around the bed, and there was the sound of something being picked up. “Oh good, we have some spare rope here, so this shouldn’t be too difficult to sort out.”

At least you aren’t tickling me right now, but what are you planning?

There was the sound of a plastic object being knocked against metal, and this was followed by the very familiar noise of the threading of rope through and around something. “There we are, auntie, I’ll just be back in a few seconds.” As the helpless lady listened, there was the diminishing sound of footsteps which left the room quiet until about a minute later, when the niece re-entered the room. “Could you plug the other end of this into the extension socket please, auntie.” Diana said, and there was a repetition of the same noise as before, along which the sound of a plug being inserted into a socket which left the bound woman puzzled as to what was in store for her at the hands of her captors.

It must be something really nasty, perhaps some kind of new torture device.

“Okay, Diana, three, two, one, go.” Kendra said, while the nude captive tried to steel herself for the torture to come, but the only thing that happened was that a jet of hot air struck her feet which just seemed to tickle a little as it washed over her soles and toes.

These must be hair dryers. You have tied two hair dryers to the bed with them aimed at my feet, and now they are blowing warm air at me. I’m glad that you only have the warm setting on, as it could become quite a torment if they were on hot.

“Diana, it appears by the way that our naked prisoner was moving that she was expecting some kind of horrible suffering, so I don’t think that we should disappoint her. We should do this one last time before we start work.”

Please, just leave me on the bed like this with the warm air on my fe- no no no no no no no, stop stop stop. Shrieks escaped the gagged mouth of the naked lady as her kidnappers raked the tips of their fingers across the soles of her feet, so that she was forced to arch her body back up in the air as a result of her torment. This time, the onslaught against her feet was so severe that she was unable to breathe back in which caused her lungs to ache, before the tickling softened which allowed her to take in a lungful of air between her cries of laugher.

“Okay Diana, it is time to stop the torment for the time being.” Kendra said with the tickling of the captive coming to a halt. “We need to unload, unpack and assemble the various devices that we will be using over the long weekend.”

At least I can have a rest from you two teasing and tormenting me, but the hairdryers will keep me awake with them caressing my feet and toes. There was the sound of the ladies leaving the room within a few seconds which left the captive in peace and quiet, but she knew that this wasn’t going to last.

After a few minutes, Petra heard the women talk as they started to bring items into the house, most of it was the usual “Turn it this way, not that. Are you sure that we are going to get it into this room? Ouch, that landed on my foot! Don’t scratch the paintwork. OMG, that looks like something that the Spanish Inquisition would have used! Easy, easy, that’s it.”

All of the item carrying seemed to go on for a long time, but the helpless prisoner had no way of knowing just how much time had passed since her captors had started to remove everything from the van. “That’s it, Diana, now we have to start taking everything out of the boxes and put it all together. By the way, how much do we have to pay for using the equipment? It must be a lot.”

“Well auntie, seeing as they spent so much time on sorting it out and packing everything up, they decided on a different form of payment, and one which they think could end up helping sales in a big way.”

“Oh, and what is the payment that they want?” Kendra said, and even though Petra tried her best to listen in, the whispers were at a level that were inaudible to her so that she didn’t know what they were discussing, but their comments caused her to become worried. “I can understand why they want this kind of payment, but our slave may end up being just a little unhappy about it. Then again, Petra is our bondage slave and she has to do what we want.”

“This is going to be so much fun, auntie, and they even provided the special devices that we can use for this. Shall we get them now?”

“I think that it should be prepared before anything else, Diana. Okay, let’s go.”

Petra started to squirm in her bed at the mention that she would be involved in the payment that had been requested by the workers who had packed the equipment into the van. I seem to be in real trouble now, as I am going to be the one who has to somehow pay for all of this. Is it going to be some kind of evil torture device, or are they going to use something really kinky on me? Whatever happens, I am not in a position to stop it, and I was even the one who wanted my kidnapping to continue.

A few minutes later, there was the sound of approaching footsteps as the two ladies re-entered the room, and there also seemed to be the dragging of an object across the floor. “It should only take us about ten minutes to set this up, auntie, as it does seem to be straightforward. This box also contains any tools that we may need to assemble fun things that we are going to use.” A knife was cutting through tape next, along with the opening of a cardboard box with the rustling of items being taken out of it.

“I see what you mean, Diana, this can be put together in no time, and it appears to be extremely effective.”

What are you putting together? Are you setting up some kind of machine to ravish me? Petra strained and writhed in her bonds as she listened to her two kidnappers putting the device together, but there was nothing she could do to free her hands or dislodge the well-buckled blindfold that deprived her of her sight. At least let me know what is happening.

“It would appear that our poor kidnap victim is getting agitated over what we are putting together, auntie.”

“Let her remain like this, as it will be more fun with her in this state.” Kendra said “Anyway, that is the last part, so we might as well leave it here and switch it on.” There was a long beep which was followed by two shorter ones, and Petra’s imagination was working overtime as her mind conjured up all kinds of terrifying devices.

If I could just see, then I would know what you two have put together, but I have been in darkness since yesterday evening when I was kidnapped.

“Let’s get the tools out of the box and put all of the other things together.” Kendra said before there were more sounds. “I want us to be finished before we have dinner, because then we can use all of these lovely devices on our living toy who is so useful.”

Once the two women had left the room, the work on assembly began and there were more of the usual comments that were made when this was performed in a normal household. “Item C goes into slot A on item B. To make the assemble right, please to object turn in proper angle? For the rotate of pole Z into hole 5? This one sounds like they translated Chinese into Korean, before turning it into English. Oh come on, that one requires five hands by the look of it. Did they print this upside down?” This continued along with the sound of power tools being applied until the women went into the room where Petra was bound and gagged.

“Diana, isn’t this large box the one with some of the accessories in it?” Kendra said as another box was opened.

“Yes, and oh look, they have the Heart of Tantalus on top. Perhaps we should use this on our special guest so that she won’t have to be bored while she is waiting for us.”

The heart of Tantalus, what on earth is that?

“It just looks like a normal thong style brief with a red heart on the front, Diana. What is so special about that?”

“That is not what is special about it, auntie. I’ll put it on the unknowing victim, and then you can see for yourself.” Petra knew that she could do nothing to stop Diana from attaching this item to her, and she felt the heart shaped front fit against her Mound of Venus so that it could be snug against her body. “The strap on the right side of the heart goes around the waist of our cuffed captive and it is clipped onto the ring on the left side.” The strap was taken under the body of the defenceless lady, and she could feel the elasticated material press into her flesh as the end was attached to the ring. “Now the strap at the lower end of the heart goes between the cheeks of the bottom, and it is attached to the rear of the waist band.”

There seems to be a flap at the bottom of the heart and it is pressing against the petals of my flower as they are covered. Hey, that is going right between my cheeks and there seem to be little bulges which press against my flesh.

“I see that it is easy to attach, Diana, but what is so special about it? After all, it is just a heart shaped thong which is well padded at the end of the day.”

“Auntie, just press hard once at the centre of the heart, and you will find out what is so good about this thong.”

As the helpless woman lay in her spread-eagle on the bed, she could feel the pressure against her Mound of Venus and she screamed a moment later as an intense buzzing was felt all over her mound and against the lips of her lust. A vibrator, the thong is a vibrator! Petra continued to scream and struggle in her bonds as the device worked its magic on her, but at least she knew that it wouldn’t be long before she would reach her explosive peak of pleasure.

“Diana, I can see how it would be included in the accessories, but why did they add the name Tantalus? After all, Petra will be enjoying herself very much before long.”

“You will find out in a few minutes, auntie. Just keep on watching.”

The helpless woman screamed louder and louder as the fire of her lust was fuelled by the device that made her more aroused by the second, and it wasn’t long before she was thrusting her hips into the air in an attempt to obtain the maximum effect from the device that was taking her closer to ecstasy.

Yes, oh please, just a little more! I’m nearly there! Just as the lady was almost at the moment when all of her mind would be engulfed in the bliss that would erupt from her loins, there was a click, and the buzzing of the device came to a halt. No, please, carry on, let me climax!

“This is why it is called the Heart of Tantalus, auntie. It has a few sensors that detect the heart beat and blood pressure of the captive, and when it goes over a certain point, the vibrator deactivates. Once the victim has calmed down enough, it starts up again so that the helpless lady cannot rest; but instead she will be tortured with a constant state of denial.”

“That is just wonderful, Diana. Now that I’ve seen just how cruel this little gem is, let’s leave Petra to her entertainment and get back to work. At least she won’t get bored while we are busy.”

Don’t leave me like this! Tickle me to orgasm, do anything you want to me, but please don’t leave me in torture! Even though the captive screamed at her captors as they left the room in the hope that they would take pity on her, these cries fell on death ears which meant that the poor lady was going to have to endure her sexual torture. After some time had passed by with the captive squirming in her bonds and unable to relax due to her fire of lust, the device started up again which caused her to scream in torment and frustration as her body arched on the bed. There were the sounds of the two ladies’ working, but her present condition was the only thing in the world that mattered as she cried out in her suffering.

how long are you going to leave me like this?

(To be continued.)

The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 14

Postby skybird137 » Mon Nov 03, 2014 2:20 pm

Part 14

Petra had no idea how much time had passed since her two captors had attached the Heart of Tantalus to her most intimate area, and she no longer counted how many cycles that the device had run though. All that mattered to her was trying to find some kind of relief from the excruciating pleasure that she was forced to endure, as the pad brought her almost to the brink of orgasm before stopping its vibrations. She tried willing herself over the edge, but this didn’t work and thrusting her hips into the air to increase the effectiveness of the Heart only served to bring it to a halt sooner.

There’s nothing I can do to stop myself from being tortured by this terrible contraption, and I don’t even know what you are doing at the moment as I can no longer hear any sounds of you two building anything. You could be anywhere in the house, or even outside in the garden for all I know, but I need you to do something about this thing buzzing at the top of my legs. As the helpless lady had no other course of option, and seeing as she was driven beyond distraction by her current predicament, the woman decided that screaming for help was the only avenue left to her SOMEBODY HELP ME, HELP ME PLEASE!

Although the tormented Petra attempted to scream for as long as she could, this failed to provoke any response from the duo that kept her prisoner and she also found that her voice was becoming hoarse in the process. Please do something about my situation, as I don’t think that I can take much more of this.

After Petra spent more time on the bed bucking and thrusting as she suffered from the denial that was being inflicted on her, she ended up shrieking when she felt each ankle being held by a hand before the ropes that bound her legs to the bed were untied. Once the captive’s legs were freed, she started to kick her feet up and down on the bed, but this was due to her being half crazy from her torment rather than because of any thoughts of malice, and her legs were forced together at the centre of the bed where they were held down. It must be you two, as one person couldn’t have untied both of my ankles at the same time. Can’t you just stop playing games with me and let me go over the edge with my pleasure? She could feel her feet being held onto by one of her captors, and the prisoner understood what was going on when a length of rope was wrapped around her ankles ten times with four cinches looped between her legs. You’re tying my ankles together, but why? When this rope was tightened and tied off so that it provided a firm grip on her ankles, a second rope was wound around her legs just below the knees about the same number of times, and she could feel the cinches being applied which caused the binding to press harder against her skin.

As soon as Petra could no longer feel hands touching her legs, she attempted to bring her feet up off the bed, only to discover that her legs stayed in position as her muscles strained against something. My ankles must be tied to the bottom of the bed, as that can be the only explanation as to why my feet are immobilised. A few seconds later, there were two clicking sounds at the head of the bed and Petra’s hands were pulled together before another cuff was locked around her right wrist, with a sound that indicated that the end of another pair of handcuffs were being secured onto something. When the helpless woman tried to pull her hands away from the top of the bed, there was pressure on her right wrist which meant that her hand was bound to the top of the bed.

Just one minute, let me have my hands free for just one minute, so that I can provide myself with a little relief. Is that too much to ask? Petra screamed in frustration as she struggled against her bonds, in the futile hope that she could pull herself loose and stimulate herself so that she could bring an end to her torment. Her elbows were brought together, and she again felt the familiar touch of rope as it was wrapped around her forearms just below her elbows, with the tightening cinches applied. Another rope was used to secure the wrists of the helpless lady and she noticed that once her hands were bound, the handcuffs were removed from her body.

At last, now maybe I will be able to do something about this fire between my legs! Petra lifted her arms up, which surprised her as she expected her wrists to have been secured to the top of the bed and there was no attempt to stop her as she moved her arms down her body. Great, all it will take is a few strokes and I will be able to end this suffering that you have made me go through. It was when Petra laid her arms across her body that she realised her predicament was not going to be resolved, because her arms were bound at both her wrists and her elbows. She would have no problem reaching her lips of lust if it was just her wrists that were bound, but the rope around her elbows locked her arms together which prevented any flexibility in her limbs. Even though she tried to touch the spot on her body that was on fire, the location remained just out of reach of her fingers, which caused her to cry out through her gag in her denial. You knew that this would happen and that I would not be able to stop this heat in my body. I am so close, but my hands might as well be cuffed to the head of the bed.

“Auntie, I think that our slut of a slave has discovered that having her arms in front of her won’t help her to bring an end to her teasing. Do you think that we should prepare her for transport, now that she has learnt that her actions were useless?”
“I think that our captive should be made ready for being moved and once she has changed location, we can decide what to do about her sexual torture.”

Prepare me for transport? What are you going to do to me? The chest of the helpless lady was lifted up so that her torso was upright and her wrists were taken to her ankles, where a rope was wound around both sets of bonds so that here hands were tied to her feet. A second rope was looped around her elbow and knee bondage before it was pulled tight, and the captive discovered that she was unable to move her arms and legs in any way as she was made to lie on her right side. This is far more restrictive than a hogtie, and I can only move my hands, feet and head. What are you doing now?

Petra thought that she heard the squeaking sound of small wheels rolling over a carpet which suggested that an object was being moved towards the bed, and something seemed to be attached to her wrists and ankles. What came next caused Petra a great deal of worry as her hands and feet were lifted up off the side of the bed, and once her limbs were at an angle of about forty five degrees, her body started to move across the bed an inch at a time.

I’m being pulled across the bed by my arms and legs, but what are they attached to? You can’t be planning to make me fall off the bed while I’m bound and gagged like this, surely, as I’ll be unable to protect myself? As the captive’s slow movement towards the edge of the bed continued, she became ever more fearful that the two woman did want her to fall off the side of the bed, and she started to shake her head in a frantic manner. Please stop, I’m going to fall if you keep doing this! Soon, Petra started to beg with her captors as she moved ever closer to the moment when she would tip off the bed, but all of her efforts appeared to be useless as her pleas were ignored. Please don’t do this, I’m going to end up hurt!

After another minute the bound woman found that she was on the edge of the bed and a second later she ended up screaming at the top of her voice as she fell off, thinking that she was going to hit the floor. It took a few second for the lady to realise that she was still swinging, but her fear had even driven the feeling of immense sexual frustration out of her head for a moment. It wasn’t long before the to and fro movement of the captive diminished, and her frustration seemed to return with a vengeance as she hung from whatever it was that she was tied to. Once the swinging of the woman was almost at an end, she heard the squeaking of the wheels for a second time which coincided with her experiencing the sensation of movement.

It appears that I am hanging from some type of trolley, but I have no idea of how it looks with my blindfold on. I still can’t do anything against the device that is tormenting me and even if I could struggle, I daren’t just in case I loosen the rope that is holding me up. Even the little luxury of struggling was denied to the suffering Petra as the Heart continued with its buzzing, and the only way for her to give a visible sign of her distress was to wave her hands and feet around while shaking her head.

“Look auntie, it appears that our captive is back to normal with that nice little item keeping her occupied. Now, where shall we put her while we prepare tea?”

“She can go in the dining room, seeing as that’s where we will be eating soon, but we won’t be able to feed her while she is like this, Diana.”

“It would be just a little awkward trying to give Petra a meal while she is hanging from the Bellman Cart.”

“I was thinking more about the fact that our helpless whore has only one thing on her mind at the moment, and that is an end to her teasing. We both know what it’s like to be kept at this level of denial for some time, and as soon as her gag is removed she will just plead with us to let her climax.”

Please, finish me off! That’s all you need to do, then I’ll be no trouble in the dining room.

“Diana, perhaps you should take our prisoner to the dining room while I start on the tea, and you can sort out anything that needs to be done to her.”

“Sure auntie, I’ll push Petra to the room and deal with her.”

Does this mean that you will put an end to my torment? Although the helpless woman tried to listen for footsteps moving away from her, the only sound that she heard was the noise of the wheels as she was taken to the dining room. Either you are managing to take very quiet footsteps, or you are not wearing anything on your feet. There is the chance that both are true though, in order to hide the fact that you are moving around and disorientate me that way. Petra had no way of knowing how long it would take her to reach the dining room, and it seemed to her that Diana was taking forever in pushing her there.

“Here we are, slut, you are now in the dining room and I think that I will have to do something about that buzzing device. Do you want me to bring an end to this?”

Yes! Petra nodded her head in response to the comment that was made by her captor, in the hope that this pleasurable torture would soon be brought to an end so that she could get some rest. Caress my body while that device is on and I’m sure to reach my peak of pleasure. Hurry up and touch me!

“I will bring it to an end then.” It was at this moment that the suspended prisoner discovered that her assumptions were wrong, as there were two presses against the device in quick succession which caused it to shut down. “There we are, it won’t be tormenting you now.”

No, that’s not what I wanted! You were supposed to bring me to orgasm, not leave be here with the flame burning bright between my legs! I should have known that you wouldn’t allow it to end so quickly. There was nothing that the captive could do in her predicament as she hung there, except wave her hands and feet around while she screamed out in her need as she shook her head. However, the only thing that she could feel was the detaching of the device from her body, before the tips of fingers started to run up and down the swollen and sensitive lips of her lust.

“Oh dear, it does seem that you are a little warm right there, but I’m sure that you’ll cool down in a minute.”

Cool down in a minute? I’m likely to stay like this until you do something to bring it to an end. There were more pleas from the captive as the flame of desire burned within her, and she wondered whether or not she was going to be left like this until teatime.

“Okay, I think that your lust will need to be sated, otherwise it will be impossible to prepare you for tea.”

Petra’s cries of need changed in a moment to screams of laughter as fingernails scraped across the soles of her feet, and this relentless tickling continued until the moment when there was an explosion of ecstasy inside her, with the prisoner screaming out in her orgasmic bliss as her body convulsed and twitched...


“Now that you’ve had a little rest, I will lower you down to the bottom of the cart and get you ready for tea. Don’t worry about falling because you are suspended on a nice little pulley system.” There was the sensation of a slow descent for the captive and after a few minutes had gone by, she felt the touch of a hard surface against her back which she assumed was the base of the cart. There was touching at her wrists and ankles which Petra thought was unusual, but once this had stopped, her hands and feet were brought down until her heel touched what must be the carpet.

At least I have been lowered down to the floor, and you are most likely going to make sure that I am ready to be able to eat. Are you going to have me in a standing tie? As the lady sat there in her restrictive bondage, she noticed that the two ropes that bound her arms to her legs were being untied, and she was pulled up into a standing position by her hands.

“If you attempt to escape or offer any resistance whatsoever, I will put you back on that trolley and leave you there hanging there until morning, with that device tormenting you all night long. Do you understand?”

Petra nodded her head to show that she understood the punishment that she would have to endure if she decided to be disobedient in any way, and the lady was made to hop forwards until being made to turn around and sit on an armless wooden chair with a high back. A rope was wound around her waist several times, and the angle at the sides of her body suggested that the restraint was wrapped around the rear chair legs as well. Next, the arms of the captive were pulled straight out so that the ropes around her wrists and elbows could be removed and her arms were placed along the sides of the back of the chair. Her right wrist was brought down to just below her seat so that it was against the top of the rear chair leg, and six winds of a cord along with three cinches secured her hands to the chair. Soon, the left wrist was secured to the chair in the same manner, and each elbow was bound to the chair back with ten winds and four cinches.

There is no chance of me escaping from the chair now, and I doubt that you have finished with me yet. A long piece of rope was bound around the helpless lady’s upper body and the wide vertical strut at the back of the chair, with ten loops going above her breasts and ten below which kept her back against the chair. Her legs were untied before they were spread wide apart, and each knee was tied to the top of a front chair leg, before her right ankle was brought up to her right thigh. Ten lops of rope were tied around her thigh and ankle, with three cinches tightening the rope, and the same procedure was applied to her left leg which left the captive frogtied and very vulnerable on the chair.

“I’ll check with my aunt what needs to be sorted out for tea, and you just sit here and make yourself comfortable. You know, you look good enough to eat like that.” As Petra listened, she could just make out the sound of footsteps moving away from her, and she guessed that she would be left alone until the meal was ready.

I really hope that your comment was just a figure of speech, Diana.


(To Be Continued)

The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 15

Postby skybird137 » Wed Dec 10, 2014 2:57 am

Part 15

Even thought the helpless woman didn’t hear anyone else in the room, she wondered whether or not one of her captors was nearby and remaining as quiet as possible so as to observe. After several minutes had gone by, Petra assumed that there was a reasonable chance of her being alone in the dining room, and that there would be no retaliation against her if she struggled against her bonds.

I have no doubt that you have bound me well, Diana, but I wouldn’t be a good damsel in distress if I didn’t attempt to get free from my captivity at least occasionally. Perhaps I should check if the cords around my wrists have any give in them. Her first action was to try and pull her right hand up as far as it would go, just to see how much she could move her extremity, but there was less than a centimetre of leeway in the action. She tried to push her hand down as far as possible, but she was unable to test this as her arm was almost stretched out to its utmost when she was bound to the chair. Trying to pull her wrist away from the top of the chair leg by the prisoner only ended up showing just how effective Diana had been in applying the cinches and although she managed to turn her hands, this did not make the loops around her wrists any looser. Experimenting with the left hand showed the captive that the bonds connecting her left hand to the chair were just as secure, which showed that her chances of escape were almost impossible.

Maybe I should try to see if the other ropes are tied just as securely. If they aren’t then I might have greater success than with my hands. Her first attempt was with her elbows, but even though there was a little extra movement compared to that of her wrists, she failed to cause the bonds to slip in any way. The attempt to move her body around was a complete failure as the ropes that restrained her chest and waist permitted no movement at all, and she soon surrendered to the fact that this was just as unsuccessful as her other efforts. This just leaves my legs, but even though I don’t think that I will loosen these ropes, I might as well try as it will pass the time while waiting for dinner to be cooked. I do hope that I will get to eat something, but my captors may decide to tease me with the meal before I am allowed any.

Petra started with trying to find out if the cord that bound her knees to the tops of the front chair legs would provide any leeway in her movements, but although she was able to move her knees a little to the left or right, there was nothing useful to be gained from this action. After this, she turned her attention to her feet and this was more of just checking the bonds rather than it being a serious attempt at getting her limbs free, as the bent nature of her legs made even the most vigorous struggle pointless. The heels of her feet were almost pressing against the tops of her legs because the bindings that were wrapped around her ankles and thighs were so tight, and the most she could achieve was wriggling her feet around as she couldn’t apply any leverage on her ankles to move them up or down.

I should try to fight against all of my bonds at once, just to see it that provides any help for me, although I suspect that all I will be doing is wasting my energy in the process. The lady prepared herself by taking a few deep breaths and waiting for about five seconds, before starting her fiercest struggle yet against the ropes that held her in place on the chair. As a result of this, there was a little movement, but this was as a result of the chair’s structure moving a little, with the familiar creaking sound which is made by all such items of furniture as they as placed under such stress. This noise continued as the woman carried on with her fight against the bonds that restrained her, but after two minutes she came to the conclusion that she would end up exhausting herself without making any headway against her helplessness, although the struggle itself was thrilling.

Even though I have put my best effort into getting free, the only thing that has happened is that I am feeling a little drained from all of this effort. I have been awake for quite some time with the tickle torture from the hair dryers blowing on my feet, and that evil ‘Heart of Tantalus’ which was used to torment me with orgasm denial. Maybe my best option is to get some rest before dinner, as there will most likely be some more games after the meal which will require my participation. I should consider myself lucky that Diana didn’t tie my hair to the back of the chair, and this will allow me to rest my head at least. Trying to get into a comfortable position would be impossible for the helpless woman, given the fact that she was bound in such a restrictive way, but at least she was able to place her head in as comfortable a location as possible. Once the captive had found the best way to rest, she started to wonder about what would happen to her later and if she would ever get to see anything, or be stuck with this blindfold over her eyes for the remainder of her kidnapping.

It’s all very well being kept helpless and not being able to see, but it can be very disorienting as I have no idea of my bearings while I am bound and gagged. Plus, if you start to use your new equipment on me, I won’t be able to see what I have been put into. Anyway, I’ll find out soon enough when you start to play with me again. It wasn’t long before the bound woman started to doze off in her bondage, and she didn’t notice the sounds that were being made as the table was prepared for dinner...


“EEEEFF!” Petra was roused from her sleeping state in an instant as she felt pain radiate out from both of her nipples, and her immediate reaction only added to her discomfort as her body moved in response to the torment. However, as soon as the helpless woman cried out in her suffering, the pain in her nipples subsided to a dull ache as the soft circles of flesh were released by whatever gripped them, and the was followed by her nipples being licked

“There’s nothing like a good nipple nibble to awaken a helpless captive. Isn’t it true, auntie?”

“Well, we both know how it feels, and I think that our bondage slave has discovered just how effective these bites are when you want to wake your captive up immediately.”

You two must have bitten my poor nipples at the same time, just so that I will be fully alert for the evening meal. That’s so unfair, as you could have used less uncomfortable methods to wake me up.

“Anyway auntie, I think that it was a good idea to invite Petra for the meal, as she looks very tasty in her bondage.”

“I agree, our tied up prisoner does seem to be good enough to eat as she sits bound to her chair, and she will make an excellent addition to dinner.”

Petra started to squirm in her bonds as she heard the comments uttered by her captors, and she was starting to wonder if their reason for kidnapping her was sinister at heart. Please, you can’t be planning to eat me, I thought that you two just wanted to play bondage games until I was set free. As the defenceless lady tugged against the cords that kept her prisoner, she listened to the women who kept her captive and she started to become more worried than ever.

“Our trussed up bird is absolutely wonderful.” Diana said “She has great thighs and those breasts of hers are so plentiful. Even those wings of hers have got plenty of flesh on them and her feet look very crunchy, so we can add them to the taste test.”

No, this can’t be happening to me! Have you two gone insane all of a sudden, or have you planned this from the beginning? The rate and intensity of Petra’s struggles increased once the words sunk in, and she tried to come up with a plan on the moment which might help her escape. Any attempt to formulate an idea was interrupted, however, as both of her feet were bitten at the same time which suggested that her captors were working together. She was unable to suppress a loud yelp as she felt the teeth sink into the heels of her feet which was followed by licking and general biting, and even though the pain was very minor, it made her even more fearful of what her eventual fate would be.

You’re tasting me before you start on me for real! Oh please, I must be dreaming, someone wake me up! As the bites and licking worked their way up to the top of Petra’s arms from just above her wrists, she started to pull with all of her strength against her bonds, although they were just as secure as before. After this, her captors moved their mouths to the lower legs of the frightened captive, and it wasn’t long before every available fleshy area had had the caress of a tongue along with the imprint of teeth. This is horrible, I feel as if you are practising on me before you devour me for real!

“I just love a bit of thigh, Diana, so let’s start on that.” Petra was unable to suppress a shriek as both of her thighs were bitten into by her kidnappers and although the pain was mild, the sensation started to have a major effect on her imagination. Her thighs were licked up and down by the women, who seemed to take their time in sinking their teeth into any soft piece of flesh that was accessible. Once this was finished, the captor’s attention moved up the abdomen of the scared prisoner who started to whimper, as the playful bites ascended and she thought that it would only be a matter of time before the bites became serious so that they would drew blood.

Oh stop, please just stop!

There was the sensation of teeth gripping the soft flesh that made up the mounds of her breasts, along with bites being applied to her neck, and her mind conjured up images of what was going to happen next, which caused her to beg and plead through her gag in the forlorn hope that she wouldn’t end up as the evening meal.

“Auntie, you don’t suppose that Petra actually thinks that we are planning to-?”

“I think that she is, Diana. Her imagination might have actually gone into overdrive with her thinking that all of this is about us actually eating her, when we were just using these terms as metaphors.”

“Petra, were you thinking that my auntie and I were going to devour you in some kind of cannibalistic ritual?”

Petra could feel her whole body start to turn red as she gave a slow nod in response to the question and she started to feel sheepish about how she responded to the words and actions from the niece and aunt. I can’t believe that I ended up reacting like this, but I cannot see your expressions with this blindfold on, so maybe I can’t tell for sure whether are not you two are being serious.

“Diana, maybe we should be a bit more careful about what we say from now on, or Petra could end up misconstruing our words into something darker. After all, we have kept her as our bound, gagged and blindfolded captive for almost a day by now, and this could be having a way on how she reacts to situations.”

“Should we remove her blindfold for the time being, if it seems to be causing her problems?”

“We’ll keep it on for dinner, but once we get her locked into place afterwards, then our slave can then see what she has been put into, as she may not understand what is happening otherwise.”

“May I be allowed to feed our lovely sex slave, auntie? After all, I was picking up all of the new equipment while our captive was having lots of orgasmic fun with you.”

“Go ahead, after all it is your turn to have some fun with our helpless lady. Before you start to feed our prisoner, it might be a good idea to make sure that she understands the basic rules that she will have to follow.”

“Okay auntie. Petra, your gag will be removed for the meal, and you are not to speak at any time. If you do, your meal will end and your gag will be applied early. I will feed you dinner and provide you with water, so you won’t need to feed yourself. If you behave yourself, then after dinner you will be allowed to wear a ring-gag for a while instead of the large ball-gag. Do you understand?”

There was another nod from the chair-bound captive, and a few seconds later she felt hands go around to the back of her neck with the ends of the gag straps being unbuckled. It took longer for the ball to be removed from between the lips of the helpless lady, but it was extricated after Petra managed to open her mouth as wide as she could. There was a dull thud to the right of the bound woman which suggested that the ball gag had been dropped onto the dining room table, and she felt pressure on her legs which she thought might be Diana sitting astride the lap of the prisoner.

A moment after her captor had sat down on the chair, Petra felt something press against her lips so she opened her mouth in order to accept the hot forkful of food that had been given to her. After the helpless lady had consumed several mouthfuls of food, a cold glass touched her face and she parted her lips and took in several sips of the cool water. The captive was surprised a moment later as she expected to be provided with more food, but instead she could feel lips pressing against hers with the tip of a tongue gliding over her teeth. Once the prisoner parted her mouth, the tongue probed the space until she intertwined her own tongue with Diana’s and they continued to kiss for another minute before the captor pulled away.

This was how the rest of the meal continued for the powerless Petra, with forkfuls of the meal being followed by a drink of water before there was a long luxurious kiss from Diana, and this went on for some time. After another pleasurable kiss, however, there was no more food and instead Diana gave Petra another instruction.

“Open your mouth as wide as possible for the new gag.” Petra followed the instruction and allowed the leather covered ring to be placed between her teeth with the straps being taken around to the back of her neck where they were buckled to the tightest notch. “That’s better, my saucy slave. We will remain in the dining room for another hour, so that our meals can settle and then you will be placed in handcuffs before being given a break. Once this is completed, it will be time for your captivity to be applied in a different way.

The nude prisoner felt arms go around her body before kisses landed on her neck and cheeks from Diana, and there were even kisses when Diana threaded her tongue through the ring that kept the prisoner’s mouth open, with the lady responding by again intertwining her own tongue with that of her captor’s. There was nothing that Petra could do to stop this closeness, but she had no desire to bring it to an end, so she took in every moment as she knew that there would be a time when this would come to halt.

When Diana pulled back and rose up, Petra thought that this would be the end of her time on the chair, but she discovered that there was more planned for her. As the bound nude wondered what was going to happen next, a moan escaped her gagged mouth and she started to writhe in her bonds, as both of the soles of her feet were licked by her captors. This was just the start of a long period where the lady had her feet teased by the women, which also included her toes being kissed and nibbled, along with her feet being bitten all over...


“Well Petra, I think that your meal will have settled by now, so it’s time for you to be prepared for you journey to your bedroom, but there will be a detour as you take a necessary break in the toilet.” Kendra said, just before the captive felt the loosening of the ropes that bound her ankles to her thighs, and after a minute she was able to put her feet back down on the floor. Her captors made short work of the binds that restrained her knees to the tops of the front chair legs, and her feet were brought together with the captive experiencing the familiar sensation of cold metal circling her ankles, which was accompanied by a ratcheting sound as the cuffs were locked into place.

Petra’s elbows were untied from the chair and this was followed by the cords that bound her wrists to the rear chair legs, but any attempt at fighting free was going to be impossible, so she let her hands be brought together in front of her. Again the nude captive felt the bracelets tighten around her wrists until they gripped and she knew that she would soon be moved to another location in the house. It seemed to her that one of her captors untied the cord that forced her waist against the back of her chair while the other was removing the rope that held her waist in place. A hand gripped the short chain that ran between her wrists, and she was pulled onto her feet with a gentle hugging indicating the direction in which she should hop.

“Come on, our slutty slave, you need to take your break before we lock you up in something that should be most entertaining.” Diana said “Entertaining for us that is.”

What are you planning to do to me?

(To Be Continued.)

The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 16

Postby skybird137 » Tue Dec 23, 2014 9:56 am

Part 16

After Petra had finished her break, she was led along the corridor to her bedroom in her usual shuffling gait, and her hands held out in front of her with someone holding he chain that connected her wrists together. Are you going to apply some evil torture to my body? After all, you can do anything you want to me and I am unable to prevent it. As the bound captive moved forward, she felt the change in the carpet under her feet which indicated to her that she was back in the bedroom, but this time she discovered that she was being made to shuffle to a different area of the room. She was made to halt and turn in several places, and once the prisoner was made to rotate on one place so much that she couldn’t work out in which direction she was facing after having left the room.

There was a little more moving around after this until the grip on her wrist cuffs was released and she heard the sound of something being dragged across the floor behind her. You must be planning to attach some kind of evil device to my body so that I can be made to suffer for your entertainment. Doubtless I will be strapped into it before an infernal implement is applied to various parts of my anatomy. The dragging stopped, which suggested that the object was in position behind her, and the helpless woman twice heard the grating of metal on metal which she found to be rather disturbing. That noise can only be made when the metal is rough, which does not bode well for me if object of that quality are to be used on me.

“Now it is time for you to sit down on the device so that we can have our fun with your body. If you refuse to cooperate, we can always apply a little gentle persuasion by pinching those lovely nipples of yours.” Kendra said as hands gripped the upper arms of the defenceless captive, and as gentle pressure was applied to her body, she offered no resistance as she was guided to move down until her bottom pressed against what felt like a polished wood surface.

Well that’s a relief, I was expecting to be made to sit on a rough metallic surface, but even though this is hard, it is comfortable by comparison to what I had imagined. I appear to be allowing my thoughts to conjure up all kinds of dreadful things, so I must learn to get my mind under control. Petra became worried again after a few seconds when the cuffs that attached her feet together were unlocked so that they could be removed from her ankles, before her feet were held and lifted into the air. Her legs were pulled out straight with her feet taken wider apart until the back of her ankles touched what was more smooth wood. I really hope that you aren’t putting me into some kind of torture rack, with the intention of stretching me out. There was a sliding thud which was followed by two more grating noises and even though Petra’s feet were released, she couldn’t move her legs because her ankles were enclosed. You must have slid something into place so that it is over my legs and the hole that is left must be too small to get my feet through. How long will it be before you make me lie down and attach my hands to the other end of the device?

It was just moments later when Petra’s hands were gripped and the cuffs that had been locked around her wrists were removed, before she was made to lean forwards with her arms stretched out. Her wrists touched a wooden surface for a moment, before they were moved closer to each other and seemed to slip in a small indentation that was on the top of the wood. As the helpless lady continued to lean forward, she heard a second sliding sound which was followed by an impact and a moment later the metal on metal noise was made. When the grip on her hands disappeared Petra tried her best to sit upright again, although this was ineffective as her hands were just as trapped as her feet with her wrists held in two more holes.

“That’s our prisoner secured, auntie. Perhaps it is time to apply the devices of torment to her naked and helpless body for our entertainment.” Diana said, which caused the immobilised Petra to squirm in her new predicament.

“Yes Diana, let us have some special fun with our sexy captive slave as she can hardly move in her present bonds.” At this comment, Petra almost panicked and she started to twist and pull with all of her strength, hoping that she could somehow pull herself free of the new device that restrained her. “That is not going to help you, Petra, as you are not going to get free from this.”

I knew it! You had something evil planned for me after all, and I offered no resistance as you ensured that I would remain captive on whatever monstrous device you have chosen. Even though the captive heard what her kidnapper had said, she continued with her struggle against the device, although in her heart she knew that she had been outwitted and that this was all for nothing.

“Are you ready to start torturing our lady, Diana?”

“Yes aunty, I have the object ready to make her suffer terribly.”

Oh dear, please don’t do it! Whimpers escaped the gagged mouth of the helpless woman, as she imagined all kinds of horrors that would be inflicted on her body which would occur in just a few seconds time.

“Okay Diana, NOW!”

In a moment, Petra’s whimpering turned to loud screams as she was tormented by her captors, but these were not cries of pain that she previously thought that she would end up emitting. Instead, the helpless woman was shrieking with laughter as the soles of her feet had to endure a constant assault from the fingernails of her captors which raked up and down. OMGyou’reticklingme! Nonononono, stopstopstop! When the prisoner had been tickled on the bed, she had some room to squirm about, but these new restraints locked her in position which placed a severe limit on any movement After half a minute had passed, the tickling was having such an effect on her that she found herself unable to breath, and the tormented captive started to feel dizzy from lack of air.

“Let’s stop for a minute, Diana, so that our slut of a slave can get her breath back.” There was a end to the tickling just a moment later, and the struggling captive was relieved that something far worse had not happened to her instead of the tickle torment. “You should have seen your face again, as we teased you about the threat of you being tortured. It is so easy to fool you into believing that something very bad is going to happen to you, and then see your reaction to this. You do appear to be falling for this trick every time.”

At least you two aren’t going to hurt me in any way, which is something to- nonononono! More shrieks of laughter were emitted by the defenceless woman as pointed fingernails worked their way up and down the soles of her feet, but this torment was less vigorous which meant that she would be able to keep breathing. Howlonghowlonghowlong? It just took a moment for Petra to realise that this assault was going to be a prolonged one, and she was soon lost track of time in a world that consisted of her having to endure constant tickling.

Once the torment of Petra’s feet came to an end, her hips started to twitch as she noticed a familiar feeling of warmth between her legs, which meant that a flame of lust had been set light by the tickling. I just know that you two are going to use this against me once you find out that I’m turned on again. The best thing for me to do is to prevent any external display of my desire so that I cannot be taken advantage of. What are you doing now? Ouch, ouch, OUCH! This brief period of relaxation was over for the prisoner when both of her big toes experienced hard bites, and these could only have been inflicted on the damsel by her captors. It was more shock than any feeling of pain that caused her to cry out, and her feet were treated to a sustained licking and biting by the two women who were teasing the helpless lady, with her luxuriating in the pleasurable sensations.

“Shouldn’t we move onto doing something else, auntie? After all there is something that I need to show our helpless captive, so that I can convince her that we don’t do anything unlawful in our games.”

“Go ahead, Diana. After all, it might be good for our pretty Petra to be able to see what she is locked into at the moment, and we can check see if her eyes are okay, as they have had the blindfold covering them for nearly a day.”

“I’ve dimmed the light a little, so there shouldn’t be too much of a shock for our captive when she can see again.” Petra could just about discern soft footsteps going around to behind her and she could feel a sensation at the back of her head which meant that the blindfold was being unbuckled. A few seconds later, the feeling of pressure against her eyelids disappeared, which mean that her upper face was no longer covered and she would be able to see for the first time since she had been kidnapped by her two friends. .

“Open your eyes carefully, Petra. We don’t want you to become uncomfortable.” Kendra said.

As the damsel opened her eyes, she blinked several times in order to get used to the dim light that was still bright by her standards, and as soon as her eyes became comfortable, she started to look around the room. On the other side of the room was her bed which appeared to be a basic metal frame with two horizontal bars for the head and foot boards, and a basic white mattress completed the item of furniture. So that’s what I have been sleeping on. It’s very simple, but the double bars intersecting the corner poles show why it was so easy to tie me down. This room has been decorated with the colour blue in mind. The door is a very light blue, the walls are cyan, and the carpet is navy blue, along with the curtains. I wish that I could tell what the other items in the room are, but they are all covered in blue cloths so that the purpose of them are hidden from me.

After a minute, Kendra turned the dimmer on the wall so that the brightness in the room was close to normal, which meant that Petra was able to notice what else was in the room and she started to struggle when she saw the video camera in the corner. How long have you been filming me for? What are you going to do with the recording you are making?

“You have noticed the camera that we have been using to video you with.” Said Kendra while Petra looked at the white blouse the woman was wearing along with the black trousers, and as Diana returned to the front the captive saw that the niece was dressed in the same way with both of them having bare feet. “When we asked the warehouse how much money they wanted, they said that instead of cash they wanted to see the equipment in action and that the videos can be used to promote the devices in advertising. As our slave, you have no choice in what we are doing so you had better get used to it.”

Oh no, please tell me that this as just another one of your teases. You can’t be planning on me being put on the internet while I am being held in this-. What am I being restrained in? I have been looking at everything else and not what is keeping me in bondage. OMG, I’m being held in stocks! Not only that, but this is a double set and I’m being held captive in the right part. As the helpless woman looked at the stocks, she understood that the metal sliding would have been caused by door bolts being used to lock the wooden parts into position. She saw that the seat under her bottom was adjustable and this was why it had been slid into position. Three pieces of wood made up the part of the stocks that kept her in bondage, with the lowest part having two semicircles which made up the lower part where her ankles rested on. The middle part went above her feet so that they remained secured, and the top of this had two smaller semicircles closer together, while the upper piece had the other parts of the circle which ensured that her hands were restrained above and between her feet.

“For some reason, the warehouse decided that we should also have duplicates of everything, just in case more than one person ends up using these items.” Diana said as she walked over to the bed so that she could pick up a tablet, and she returned to the helpless lady while holding the screen so that the captive could read it. “I want to make sure to you that everything my aunty and I do to each other is legal and that we are not breaking any laws.”

As Petra read the article which was a link to the Guardian newspaper, she was surprised to discover that Diana had been honest about just how far the two ladies could go in their actions without transgressing any legal code. On the article, there was a link to the ‘Sexual Offences Act 2003’ and this was selected by Diana who then chose the relevant part of the law concerning adult relatives so that the prisoner could read it. This is amazing and you were right in what you said, Diana. The only way that you two could be prosecuted is if you perform an act of vaginal or anal penetration. So long as you avoid this, the law cannot touch you.

Kendra walked over and took the tablet out of Diana’s hands once Petra had finished reading the data, and the aunt walked over to the bed where she put the tablet into a large black bag. “Diana and I just wanted to make sure that you realise that we are not committing any offense. Seeing as just tickling our feet can cause us to orgasm, we have no need to use any device to penetrate each other. We have had to be careful about letting anyone in on our situation, because people can be so cruel, especially when they convince themselves that they feel superior in the process.” When Kendra returned to where her niece was standing, Petra was surprised to see them join in a warm embrace before they engaged in a most passionate kiss, and she was shocked when she discovered that their clinch was making her even more aroused.

As the loving embrace continued, Petra noticed that Kendra had reached into the right pocket of her trousers and something glinted in the hand of the woman as she pulled it back out. What have you got there and what are you planning to do with it? It appeared that Diana was lost in the moment as she continued the erotic kiss with her aunt, and she didn’t even pay attention as Kendra took hold of her wrists before taking some time in manoeuvring them around to the back of the niece’s back. A few seconds later, the captive in the stocks heard a sound that she had no trouble in recognising, which was the rapid clicking of handcuffs being looked into place and she realised what the aunt had done to her own niece.

Just a moment later, Diana’s eyes were like saucers as she discovered what her own aunt had done to her, and she struggled to free herself of the cuffs that secured her wrists together behind her back. “But auntie, were both supposed to play with Slave Petra together? How can I do this with my hands in restraints?”

“Diana, you can still play and there was no discussion on relaxing house rules while our guest is here.”

“Please, Auntie- OUCH!” Diana’s protestations halted in mid sentence as she was held close to Kendra’s body by the woman’s left arm, while the auntie’s right hand administered a severe smack to the bottom of the new captive.

“Do not address me in this way, Slave Diana. You know better than to behave in this manner.”

“Y-Yes M-Mistress Kendra. Sorry for my transgression, I was just caught off guard by the moment.” Even though the younger woman was still pulling against her bonds, Petra could see the look in her eyes and it appeared that the niece’s expression was one of adoration.

You’ve been turned into a slave as well, Diana?

“That’s better, slave. Now, I am going to prepare you before I change into my clothing of office, and you will explain our basic house rules to the stock-slave.”

As the niece turned around to face Petra, Kendra went over to the bag and picked it up before returning to stand behind her niece. “When one of us manages to restrain the other’s hands behind their back, that person has to be the sex slave of her captor for a period of no more than twenty four hours. The slave has to obey all commands given to her so long as they do not violate more extensive rules, which are too long to mention here. Disobedience is punished by a severe spank or blow to the bottom, or a similar punishment. Once the period of captivity is over, the captor does not have an opportunity to take the other person prisoner again until she has ended up as a captive. This prevents one person from taking advantage of the other too much. Voluntary submissions to the other person and asking to be bound do not count in this, such as me tying my auntie to the bed last night.”

“There is one more important rule, and that is that a slave does not have the luxury of wearing clothing.” Diana ended her explanation as her aunt reached around the body of the captive with her hands touching the top button of the blouse, and Petra realised what was going to happen next.

You’re going to strip your own niece naked!

(To Be Continued)

The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 17

Postby skybird137 » Sat Jan 03, 2015 12:36 pm

Part 17

Petra’s eyes were transfixed on the scene that was unfolding in front of her as Kendra started to unbutton the blouse of her niece, starting from the top button and finishing at the bottom with the result that a thin sliver of flesh showed between the two panels of the front. OMG, you aren’t even wearing a bra! The aunt took hold of the front of the blouse, so that she could pull the panels apart and the niece almost appeared to pant as she reacted to the exposure of her full breasts. As the helpless Petra continued to watch what was happening to Diana, she realised that she was also breathing faster as the embers of lust between her legs burst into flame. Kendra pulled the garment back and down so that the item of clothing was around the wrists of the new captive, before bringing her hands back around to the front of Diana’s body. Petra’s gasp occurred at the same time as the niece’s; as the mound of the young woman’s bountiful breasts were cupped by the aunt, who started to knead the supple flesh as well as teasing the nipples.

OMG, this is really starting to turn me on. I never imagined that I would see something like this happening in front of me! Kendra planted a series of sweet little kisses on the right side of the neck of her niece, who tilted her head to the left as she sighed along with each tender touch to her skin. After a few minutes of this gentle closeness, Kendra pulled back, took a pair of handcuffs out of the bags along with a set of keys and pulled the arms of her niece behind her back. The woman in the stocks heard two sets of familiar clicking sounds after a few seconds had passed and she realised what the aunt had done to her own helpless prisoner. You’ve cuffed Diana’s elbows together. Not only are you stripping your niece naked, but you are subjecting her to strict bondage as well.

“You look so good with your elbows joined together like that, my slave of a niece. I just have to remove your blouse now.” Diana’s blouse was lifted up for a moment so that Kendra could access the locks on the cuffs with her keys and the cuffs were removed a second later, along with the blouse. The cuffs were reattached to the wrists of the niece who was remaining compliant and the aunt undid the trousers of the younger woman before pulling the garment down to her ankles, before doing the same with the black lace panties that covered the niece’s modesty.

Your cheeks are growing red, Diana, is it because this has never happened to you in front of another woman before? Another pair of cuffs were retrieved from the bag which were used by the aunt to secure the ankles of her niece together before the trousers and panties were removed from the feet of the captive. I have always wanted to see you naked and bound, but I never expected to see it happen, let alone be a spectator while your own aunt did it.

“There are two more things to make your slavery complete, my precious niece. Open your mouth wide.” Kendra turned her niece around so that her left side was to the prisoner in the stocks, before taking another item out of the bag with several straps.

That item seems to have a large ring in the middle, just like the one that is keeping my mouth open, so it may be a gag of some kind. However mine has only two straps while this device has something like five.As Petra looked on, the ring was placed between the teeth of the helpless niece, while the two main straps were taken around to the back of her neck over her hair where they were buckled together to the tightest possible notch, which made it look as if the straps were biting into the captive’s cheeks. Kendra took hold of what appeared to be an inverted Y which was connected to the main strap on either side of the ring and took it over the head of the captive so that it could be connected to the two main straps. The two small straps which hung underneath the parts of the Y strap were buckled together under the chin of the helpless lady, and Petra watched as the niece attempted to move her jaw which was locked in place by the straps

That is really effective at binding a bondage prisoner’s mouth, and the extra straps scream ‘slavery’ to anyone who looks at the gag. At least mine allows a little movement of my jaw while your mouth would probably start to ache before too long.

“Okay slave, stick your tongue out and leave it there until I tell you to put it back in your mouth.” There was a moment’s hesitation from the blushing niece, but she extended her tongue as far as she could through the ring that kept her mouth wide open, and even moved the tip up and down a little. Kendra smiled as she embraced her naked niece in bondage and the woman placed her mouth around the exposed tongue of the captive, before sealing her lips so that she could suck on the flesh. After a minute had gone by, Kendra continued to suck while she pulled her head back, and spent the next few minutes poking her tongue out so that she could caress the tongue of her niece.

Oh wow, that was so intense.

“You can put your tongue away, slave and it is time that you wear your symbol of servitude.” Kendra said as she took out an item that appeared to be a black leather belt, but instead of being long and narrow, it was short and wide with four D- rings attached to it. This item was placed around the neck of the helpless niece who had withdrawn her tongue back into her mouth, the ends were buckled together and a small padlock was used to secure the buckle so that the strap could not be removed without having the key.

The collar around your niece’s neck makes her look like a true slave. What occurred next was a complete shock to the prisoner in the stocks, as Kendra bent her legs and body so that her head was the same level as her niece’s chest. A sigh escaped the gagged mouth of the younger woman as a series of sweet little kisses were landed on the mounds of her breasts and her face seemed to turn even redder. Soon, the kisses turned into playful bites as the aunt sucked the soft flesh into her mouth and it was clear that the niece was becoming more aroused by the soft moans that she was making. What are you doing to Diana now? Oh My-. Kendra was kissing and biting the nipples of the helpless slave, while her right hands was caressing the captive’s Mound of Venus, and it appeared that the lady was being driven to distraction as her moans became cries, with her hips thrusting against the hand that touched her.

“It’s time that you started other duties, slave, such as attend to the feet of our slave in the stocks.” Kendra said as she pulled away from the bound lady, who was very disappointed that the love making was brought to an abrupt halt, and the nude shook her head in protest. This provoked an immediate response from her aunt, who held her niece close to her body with her left hand while raising her right. “You. Will. Do. As. I. Say!” Kendra said and each word was accompanied by the sound of a hard spank delivered by Kendra’s against Diana’s bottom, along with a loud squeal from the slave. “Now, hop over to our slave in the stocks so that you are standing in front of her.” There was a moment of hesitation from the bound woman, but she turned left and hopped towards Petra, until she was standing right in front of the stocks while Kendra put the clothes in the bag and walked over to where the niece was standing. “I will help you to kneel on the floor, slave.” Diana’s body was held by her aunt who helped her down to the floor, before the woman took out a pair of handcuffs which she took behind the back of the slave and there was the sound of the cuffs being tightened. “That should keep you in place, slave. Now, attend to Slave Petra’s feet.”

that is mean, cuffing your niece’s wrists to her ankles, now she will be stuck in a kneeling position- oh, that feels so good. Petra moaned in pleasure as her right big toe was enveloped by the gagged mouth of the niece, whose tongue started to caress the member, but this did not distract her from noticing Kendra taking out another collar from the bag. Oh come on, you don’t mean to turn me into your personal slave? Oh shit! The aunt walked around the set of stocks with the bag and collar and although Petra struggle with all of her might, she was unable to stop the object from being taken around her neck, where it was buckled and padlocked. When it was mentioned this morning that I would be a slave, I thought that it was a joke. Now I’m going to be treated as a slave.

There was another sigh from the enslaved Petra as the helpless niece started on her left big toe, and she writhed in the stocks as the aunt started to walk towards the door. “I am going to get changed into my clothes of office, as they will be far more suitable for the current situation.” As Kendra left the room and closed the door behind her, Petra looked back at the kneeling captive in front of her who was starting to go down the left foot, licking and sucking each toe in turn.

Soon, it was the turn of Petra’s right feet to be attended to as one after another; each toe was taken into the mouth of the niece who ran her tongue around the member before sucking at it. By this time, Petra had closed her eyes and writhed in the stocks as the heat in her loins grew stronger over time, and she surrendered to the moment which meant that she didn’t notice the door opening.

“I see that my stock slave is enjoying herself, while my other captive pleasures her feet.” Petra opened her eyes before looking up at the doorway, and her heart skipped a beat as her eyes opened wide to take in the image of Kendra in her new outfit. The aunt was wearing a black long-sleeved vinyl catsuit, which had a zip running from her neck to between her legs, along with a wide belt from which hung two black items and on her head she wore a peaked vinyl cap with a domino mask over her upper face. Her feet were bare, as were her hands but she carried a chair in her right hand, while her left held onto a black shiny case, and as she moved closer, Petra could see what was hanging from her belt on the woman’s right side. One item appeared to have a circular shaft from which hung many flexible strips, while the other was a black leather strip about 18 inches long and two and a half inches wide before narrowing at the top, and there were studs running around the edge.

OMG, you look every inch a mistress in your clothing, and those objects hanging from your belt must be for punishing your slaves. Kendra put the chair down on the floor close to the two slaves, before putting her case down beside it and she sat down on the chair with her right leg crossed over the thigh of the left.

“Do you like my clothing, slave Petra? Your reaction suggests that you were impressed.”

Yes, it is very imposing and authoritative, just the way that a dominatrix should be. I wonder if Diana has an outfit just like this, or is hers based on another idea? As Petra looked at the new ‘Dominatrix’ Kendra before nodding her head, she discovered that seeing her captor like this made her even more aroused and she was getting to the point when her flame was starting to become a major tease to her body. Diana can’t tickle me as her hands are cuffed behind her back and I don’t know if my mistress will play with my feet to make me climax.

“It’s time to vary your routine, my kneeling slave, so slowly lick the soles of our slave in the stocks as well.” Kendra said, but there was no response from the captive as she continued to pay attention to Petra’s toes, so Kendra rose from her chair to stand behind the kneeling lady. She took the flat item from her belt using her right hand and raised her arm into the air before bringing it across the bottom of her niece in a diagonal blow, which caused the surprised young lady to squeal.

“Oh, that was just a little love tap to get your attention, as you did not hear me the first time.” Kendra said, putting the item back on her belt. “Now, you are to vary the routine by licking the soles of our captive’s feet. Do you understand this time, or do I have to deliver another spank that cute and sexy bottom of yours.”

Diana turned her head up to face her mistress and she nodded to let the woman know that she had listened this time, before starting to lick the soles of Petra’s feet. “That is good slave, but if you don’t pay attention next time, I might not go so easy on you, and you may even end up with a red bottom as a result. Just in case you don’t know Petra, this is my personal paddle which I use on disobedient slaves and the other item is my flogger.”

Kendra sat down on the chair for the next few minutes as her niece ran her tongue over the feet of the captive in the stocks who found that she couldn’t stop moaning and giggling as her writhing on the seat became constant. Please, I’m being driven to distraction by Diana’s tongue, but I need something extra to make me come.

“Stop playing with Petra’s feet for a minute, my slutty slave.” Kendra commanded as she opened her case before taking out a pair of scissors and a ball of twine. “I shall prepare our kidnap victim for the next part of her torment.” The case was closed, put down on the floor and the woman cut off a length of twine with the scissors before she approached Petra’s right foot and tied one end of the twine to the right big toe of the captive. Kendra threaded the other end of the twine through the front D-ring on Petra’s collar, before pulling it tight and tying the other end to the left big toe of the kidnap victim.

I can’t move my feet! You have tied them into position and it must be for a reason. What are you doing now, Kendra? Petra was surprised to see her mistress walk around the stocks so that the woman was now behind the helpless captive who was getting worried about what was going to happen next.

“Turn your head to the right, my sweet stocks slave and poke your tongue out. Diana, continue to slowly lick the feet of our helpless lady so that she can receive more pleasure from you.” As Petra turned her head to the right before poking her tongue out through the gap that the ring-gag made, she started to giggle as the strokes over her soles had a greater effect.

It’s become far more ticklish and I think that it’s because the piece of string is holding my feet in place. I’d hate to think what would happen if Kendra gave my soles a severe tickling right now. Petra’s train of thought was interrupted as her tongue was covered by Kendra’s mouth, while a pair of hands started to caress the mounds of her breasts which added more fuel to her flames of lust. I’m so close now, all I need is a little more and I will climax. As the unusual kiss continued for the captive, her tongue was caressed by her mistress’s and she felt her nipples being played with as they were gripped between forefinger and thumb. Oh wow, this is wonderful, I’m being pleasured by two women at once and one of them is in bondage as well. OMG! There was a squeal from the restrained woman as her captor’s right hand went down her body until it started to caress her Mound of Venus, while the mistress withdrew her mouth from that of her slave.

“Now, Diana, tickle the feet of my sexy slave.”

Tickle me? How can you do this with your hands behind your back? That’s imposs- hahahaha nononono stopstopstop! Petra was almost screaming out her laughs as Diana’s tongue flicked at a rapid speed of the sole of the woman’s right foot, and a few seconds later the torment turned to the left sole of the shrieking prisoner. Given her present state of extreme arousal, the caressing of her breasts and her intimacy, and the tickling of her feet, there could only be one possible outcome for the helpless damsel.

I’m gonna come, I’m Gonna Come. I’m GONNNNNA! Petra emitted a long scream in between her laughter, and she convulsed in the stocks as the ecstasy of her orgasm engulfed her very being, making her oblivious to anything else...

(To Be Continued.)

The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story FF/F Part 18

Postby skybird137 » Tue Feb 03, 2015 8:10 am

Part 18

During the time that Petra roused from her post orgasmic rest, the twine that was used to immobilise her toes had been untied which allowed her to feet to move around and she looked on as Mistress Kendra removed a set of handcuffs from her helpless niece which were put back into the bag. “Now that the cuffs that locked my slave’s wrists to her ankles are gone, it is time for the prisoner to get on her feet, so that she can be prepared for the next part of the evening’s entertainment.” There was a fearful look on the kneeling slave’s face when she looked up at the woman who controlled her and it appeared to Petra as if this was something that she did not want to do.

Your aunt really seems to be putting you through something more than a little scary, but surely you are going to be helped onto your feet? As the sitting woman squirmed a little in the stocks, she was surprised to see the Mistress step away from the handcuffed woman, who was shaking her head as she pleaded through her gag. Mistress Kendra, your niece won’t be able to do this on her own, she’s going to fall over if she tries!

“Don’t be such a useless wimp about this, my slave, as you have managed to stand up from a kneeling position before. Should you refuse to follow my commands, I will be left with no choice but to provide a suitable act of encouragement to persuade you otherwise.” Mistress Kendra said as the tips of her fingers brushed over the handle of the paddle and the kneeling lady was almost transfixed in fear while she stared at her captor. “Are you going to get yourself off the ground, or am I going to have to change the colour of your bottom into a nice shade of red? It is up to you, but you are still going to end up obeying me before long.”

As Petra looked at the helpless lady, she could see that the niece was trembling as the cuffed woman looked down at her own folded legs and it appeared that the woman was concentrating on what she was about to do. There was a sudden movement from the kneeling lady, as she almost seemed to thrust herself into the air and it looked as if the helpless woman was managing to stand upright. This proved to be an illusion after a moment had passed, as there was a scream from the helpless niece as she started to topple to her right and the lady was able to somehow drop to the ground in a second, rather than fall all the way over onto her side.

You must have some fast relaxes, as I thought that you would have no choice but to hit the floor in a very bad way but even this must have been very uncomfortable for you.

However, one look at the stern face of the Mistress was all Petra needed to let her know that the captor was very displeased with the failure of the prisoner who was lying on the floor. “What is wrong with you tonight? We can both do this manoeuvre without any problem whatsoever and you somehow manage to make a mess of it. I remember just how you punished me for getting it wrong when I had to do this for the first time, so don’t expect me to be lenient in front of our new slave.” There was a squeal from the defenceless niece as she was rolled over until she was face down on the floor and the captive begged for mercy as she shook her head. All this proved to be futile as the Mistress took the paddle from her belt and there was a cry from the prisoner as the paddle was whacked across her unprotected posterior.

“You gave me six of the best when I failed and this is what you are going to get from me, which means that there are five more to go. Two” A second shriek escaped the lips of the captive as another blow impacted on her bottom and the lady squirmed on the carpet as her next four cries echoed the strikes that landed on her cheeks. “Now, I would suggest that you get yourself back on your knees and try again, unless you would prefer to have me deliver another half dozen whacks to that derriere of yours.” After the woman gave her lecture to the prisoner on the floor, she walked to one side of the room, which allowed Petra to get a view of the captive’s bottom and it was clear that her cheeks were redder than the rest of her body.

That was more than a little mean, just because your niece wasn’t able to stand up while in bondage, as I would have had no chance of being able to do that. The only thing that I would be able to do in that position is probably squirm about, so how on earth is she even going to get back on her knees?

As Petra looked on, the bound woman on the floor thrashed around for a few seconds before the wild movements of her body caused her to roll onto her right side. There was a short pause after which the niece brought her knees as close to her chest as possible and she moved her feet so that her heels almost pressed against the cheeks of her bottom with her toes in an en pointe position. Can you actually roll onto your knees? Using what flexibility remained in her arms which allowed her hands to push against the floor, Diana started to rock her body from side to side which was needed for the act of getting back into the kneeling position. These movements were slow and small at first but they soon grew at each thrust of the captive’s hands, until one large push was enough to bring her to the angle at which she tipped onto her knees. Once this had happened she had to squirm her body for a second to keep her balance, so that it wouldn’t tip her over onto her left side which would mean that she would have to start all over again.

That position must be horrible on your ankle joints as your feet are already stretched out. It was impossible to ignore the pained look on the captive’s face which became more pronounced as she worked on bringing her right foot under her body and she had to lean a little to the left, which placed her at a precarious angle that made her look as if she was going to fall over. Diana did manage to move her foot so that they were resting on her toes and she tipped herself just enough over onto her right side, in order that the helpless woman could move her left foot around to underneath her leg.

“See how easily you can do that, my slave. When you stand upright, remember to take your time about it as that is the only safe way.” Kendra turned to look at Petra “My niece decided to try and stand up the quickest way which normally results in failure and that is why she had to be punished. Because you are new to all of this, the punishment that I inflicted on Diana was quite lenient and I held back during the blows so that you wouldn’t be upset.”

I’m just glad that you aren’t trying to make me do this as I would be falling over until dawn and I would end up with a very red bottom. There was a look of intense concentration on the face of the restrained woman as she squirmed a little in her bonds before she started to rock her body back and forth a few times. To Petra’s surprise, Diana managed to move herself back far enough so that the weight of her body was balanced so that she was resting on the toes of her feet. You must have practised this a lot of times to get it right. A moment later, the woman in the stocks was even more surprised as the niece appeared to push herself up from the arches of her feet and her heels made contact with the floor, while her body bent over further as the lady straightened her legs at an angle which maintained her balance. As Diana bought her body up at a slow rate in order not to lose her balance, she changed the angle of her legs to maintain her position so that in the end she was standing upright.

“That was very good, slave. I knew that you could do it and that you were just a little nervous because it was the first time in front of our new acquisition. It is time for you to hop around the stocks so that you are standing behind the seat right to the left of slave Petra.” Diana took a few small jumps at first as she adjusted to moving around on her feet, but soon she was hopping around to the right side of the captive who was already in the stocks and she made her way around to the back of the prisoner before standing in place just behind the seat. “Now you can sit down on the stocks, but make sure that you are facing the same direction as slave Petra.”

As the helpless woman’s present facing was incompatible with being able to sit down, she had to shuffle around on the spot so that her back was to the bench part of the stocks and after a moment’s wait, she bent her legs until her bottom made contact with the seat. Once she was sitting on the stocks, the captive moved around to the left as far as possible until she had to lift her feet up off the floor so that they could be taken over the bench and she had to squirm on her bottom in order to move around to face the front. While Diana was putting her feet back down on the floor, Kendra took the bag over to the stocks before removing the two parts which would be used to restraint the niece. A key was retrieved from the bag by the Mistress which was used to unlock the set of handcuffs that secured the ankles of the defenceless niece together and the cuffs were put into the bag.

“Put your ankles into the semicircles, so that I can start to restrain you in the stocks.” Kendra said as she picked up the piece of wood which had two half-circles cut into each side and the naked niece lifted her legs up so that she could place her ankles onto the dips that had had been cut into the bottom piece of wood. A moment later, the Mistress slid the part of the stocks that she was holding down the metal runners and pushed the door bolt closed so that the younger lady’s feet were restrained in the device. “When I remove the other handcuffs, you are to place your hands in the proper location on the stocks. Failure to do so will end up in a severe punishment and a very torturous bondage position, so you would be advised to comply.”

Once she had finished speaking, the woman took the bag around to behind her niece and unlocked the two sets of cuffs that restrained the lady’s arms behind her back before depositing them in the bag. Seeing as Diana had no wish to do anything that would annoy her aunt, as the failed attempt at standing had shown just how cruel the lady can be, the niece brought her arms around to the front and placed her hands so that her wrists were resting on top of the two dips. Kendra carried the bag back to the front of the stocks and placed it down on the floor before taking hold of the last part of the device, which was slid down into position where it was locked in place with the bolt.

“Now, I have two sultry slaves stuck in my stocks and putting on a sexy struggle.” Kendra said as Diana starting to pull at her restraints which was more to display just how helpless she was in her bondage, rather than it being any kind of genuine attempt to escape. As the helpless Petra stared at the squirming body of her captive companion, she soon discovered just how arousing it was to see the niece secured in the same apparatus which held her prisoner and she began to notice that she was emitting quiet moans as her body writhed.

I had no idea that the situation was going to get this kinky, with me watching a niece as the sexual slave of her own aunt, but even though I have been the spectator to the violation of a major social taboo, the sight has been very arousing. If this carries on for much longer, I may end up needing another release from my own lust. Kendra walked back around the stocks so that she was behind her niece and the ember that burned between Petra‘s legs burst into a low flame as the aunt held her relative in a gentle embrace, before landing sweet little kisses on her neck. There was an immediate response from the younger lady to the sensual treatment that she was receiving and she writhed even more as she started to moan through her gag.

“You really like me teasing your helpless body.” Diana nodded as her vocalisations grew in intensity due to her breasts being caressed by her captor and the helpless Petra found herself responding as well, with her fire of lust growing ever stronger. Soon, Kendra started to bite at the neck of the captive in a playful manner which was interspersed with gentle kisses and she rolled the nipples of her niece in her thumb and forefinger, which caused the helpless lady to moan even louder.

Oh no, now I need some attention as well. Petra’s moans grew in volume as the strength of her lustful fire grew within her body and she started to beg to her captor in the hope that she would get some attention.

“Does my other slave need some sexual loving?” There was a nod from the helpless Petra which was followed by Kendra moving behind her and the prisoner sighed as her neck was kissed and bitten by her kidnapper who also provided her breasts with an intense caress. After a few minutes were spent with making love to Petra, Kendra moved back to her own niece and from this moment, her attention was split between the two captives who were being taken almost to the edge of ecstasy. It wasn’t long before both of the helpless women were writhing and begging in their restraints as their Mounds of Venus were caressed along with the petals of their flowers of lust and the two ladies wondered when they were going to be allowed to reach that special moment of joy.

There were sounds of disappointment from the captives as Kendra halted the loving so that she could walk over to her bag, but Petra realised what was going to happen when the woman pulled a blindfold out from the bag. Diana offered no resistance as the item was placed over her eyes with the straps being taken around to the back of her head where they were buckled together and the sight of the lady being blindfold added more fuel to Petra’s sexual fire.

“Now it’s time to deal with you, my sweet Petra.” Kendra walked over to where Diana had placed the blindfold that had covered Petra’s eyes for so long and returned to behind the prisoner who closed her eyes so that they would be more comfortable when they were covered. She felt the familiar gentle pressure against the lids of her eyes along with the feeling of the straps going around to the back of her head, before the increased pressure let her know that the blindfold had been buckled into place. “This is the point where I will have to be a little cruel to be very kind.” Kendra said and the change in where the voice was coming from led Petra to think that the woman had moved to a point in front of the two captives.

What do you mean about you being cruel to be kind? There is no need to be- Ouch! Ouch! Petra was taken by surprise when she experienced two stringing strikes, one against the soles of each foot which happened about two seconds apart and there were two spaced out cries to the left of the helpless woman that indicated that Diana’s feet had also been beaten in the same way. That wasn’t the paddle as it didn’t feel like a solid object. OMG you’re flogging our feet! After the helpless lady was struck again by the flogger, the prisoner noticed that even though the strikes seemed to be no stronger than before, the feeling of stinging and irritation in her feet grew in strength which suggested that her soles were becoming more sensitive to the blows.

Although the captive twisted her ankles as much as she could in the slim hope that she could pull her feet through the holes, her actions proved to be just as futile as before and the rattling sound next to her showed that Diana was just as frantic with her struggles against her bonds. Why are you treating us in this way? Both of us have been left just short of reaching a climax and even though your punishment is making my soles feel as though they on fire, it also seems to be making sure that my desire for a sexual release is as strong as ever. As the torture of the soles of the captives’ feet continued, their cries when being struck were interspersed with begs and pleas for mercy along with the moans that were generated by the flame of desire at the top of their thighs. With no other means of measuring the time, Petra attempted to count how many blows were landing on her feet, but every so often the woman lost count which meant that she had to restart from zero. Just how long are you going to torment the two of us like this?

It seemed to the helpless ladies that their torment was going to continue forever with them fighting in a futile manner against their restraints, but there came a moment when the expected blows never landed. Thank goodness, it’s over at last, but what are you going to us next?

“It is so arousing to see both of you put up a futile fight against the torment that I have been inflicting on the soles of your feet for the past half-hour, but you two providing me with direct pleasure can wait for the time being as I have something very special planned. However, I do need to get comfortable before I start.” A distinct sound of something being dragged across the floor focused the prisoner’s attention and she realised that it must be the kitchen chair that Kendra had brought into the room. After the soft scraping noise came to an end, there was a sound of creaking wood for a few seconds which suggested that the Mistress had seated herself upon the chair.

There must be something even worse planned for us, seeing as the past thirty minutes were bad enough, but we are unable to do anything about it.

“I always wondered how these would affect someone whose feet have been made more sensitive by a flogging and I can’t wait to inflict my deliciously devilish devices of those oh so accessible soles of yours.” Kendra said and Petra moved her head so that she could look in the direction of the voice, which was due to an instinctual reaction as the blindfold prevented her from seeing what her captor was planning.

We can’t even see what horrible thing you are going to use on us! For a moment, Petra descended into panic as she tried to pull herself free from the wooden restraints that held her in place, but there was nothing that the captive could do to escape from her predicament.

“That’s it, struggle away my prisoners as it will make the next stage that much delightful, but there is nothing that you can do to prevent the next part of my plan so you might as well brace yourselves for the inevitable.”

It’s impossible to brace ourselves when we have no idea about what you are going to do to our defenceless feet. All we can do is hold still in the hope that we can react to whatever is going to happen. As the captive calmed down, she halted her useless struggles against the stocks that held her in place and when nothing happened after a few seconds, the lady started to wonder if this was just a trick that was being used to play with her mind...

Now you are just teasing us by making us wai- nononono! Stopstop Screams of laughter erupted from the mouth of the helpless Petra as something small with bristles was rubbed against the sole of her right foot and Diana’s shrieks suggested that the niece was being treated in the very same way. It was only when there was a moment that was free from the new torment, as the object was moved to the left foot of the defenceless woman, that she realised what the new device was. It’s a toothbrus- pleasepleasenono!

In normal circumstances the toothbrush would have just been a very good device to inflict a tickle torture, but the present situation for the captives was anything but normal. Due to the flogging that their feet had received, their soles were at a level of extreme sensitivity and they were still at a very high level of arousal, which could only lead to one possible outcome. Within half a minute, Petra cried out through her gag as the feeling of ecstasy flooded her body, with her only just being able to notice that her fellow slave was also screaming in orgasm...

There was no chance of the two helpless ladies relaxing after their incredible experience, as the scraping of the brushes against the soles of their feet had been continuous and Petra could feel that the flame between her thighs was almost at the point of explosion, which meant that that after another minute or so she would be back in the throes of orgasm.

Kendra did not stop as the ladies cried out for a second time and soon Petra’s world became one of torment combined with bliss, with her not knowing when it would end...


(To Be Continued)

The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story F/FF Part 19

Postby skybird137 » Mon Mar 02, 2015 5:37 am

Part 19

As the cycle of tickling and ecstasy continued, the screaming Petra lost count of how many times that her body had been brought to bliss and she was even unable to think about how long ago that point had been reached. However, the one thing that she was aware of was how her body seemed to be drained of energy after each moment of ecstasy, as each orgasm took longer to occur and she no longer had the strength to stop herself slumping forward in the stocks. Both women were begging for mercy in between the times when they were consumed by pleasure and each time that they reached the peak of bliss added to the discomfort that they felt which made it an additional torment to her bodies. After one more orgasm, the exhausted Petra made frantic but weak pulls against the stocks that held her in place, as her mind was filled with the thought that she would soon collapse into a state of unconsciousness.

Oh no, please don’t force me to go through any more, as I don’t have anything left in me. This thought went through the mind of the helpless lady in a coherent manner after another orgasm, before she realised that she was able to put this together without her cries and struggles. You’ve stopped tickling us, which is such a relief as I thought that I was going to pass out before much longer, had you continued with our torment. I hope that you don’t plan to torture us in any other way at the moment, as our poor bodies won’t be able to take much more torment.

“Okay slaves, you will be allowed to have a rest so that you may recover some of your strength, before I prepare you so that both of you can provide me with some special entertainment.”

Oh no, that must mean that you are going to make us suffer all over again!

“Take that look off your faces, as I don’t plan on doing anything to you until it is just before bedtime. In fact, you two will be doing something gentle to provide me with pleasure, so there is nothing to worry about. Just relax for the time being.”

Thank goodness for that, the last thing Diana and I need is to be made any weaker by having to do any more of something like this and I’m not sure that I can even stand up at the moment. Seeing as there was nothing else to do for the time being, Petra attempted to get as comfortable as possible given the restrictions and restraints of her current predicament, and she did manage to get some rest as she sat in her awkward position. One thing that the captive noticed was that she could feel the sensation of sweat over her skin and she wondered just how bad she and Diana were affected in this way. We may end up needing to be washed, or cleaned off in some other way if we are too sweaty. Owing to the fact that the woman was drained from her incredible ordeal, it didn’t take long for her to feel drowsy before she went into a fitful doze while still in the stocks...

There was a squeal from the gagged mouth of the helpless lady as she felt a pain in her breasts which roused her from her state of rest and there was a second cry as her nipples were pinched again. “Wakey wakey, my lovely slaves. I think that you two should have had a nice little rest by now and if I wait much longer, I may not end up getting much fun out of this evening.”

I would have thought that you would have had plenty of fun when you were tormenting both of us with our flogging and the forced orgasms torture that followed.

“It is time for a change of bonds for my wonderful captives, so I trust that neither of you are going to put up a fight while I am doing this. You need to make sure that your eyes are closed first, because I am removing the blindfolds.”

Put up a fight? I doubt that either of us would be able to do this in our current condition and it would be hard enough for me to even stay on my feet. A few seconds later, Petra made sure that her eyes were shut as she felt fumbling at the back of her head and once the straps were unbuckled, the blindfold was removed from over her eyes which allowed her to see. The first thing that the captive noticed was how much sweat was covering her body and as she looked to her left, her fellow prisoner who was having her blindfold removed was much the same condition.

“You two do need to be cleaned up after your little adventure, but this will have to wait for a moment as both of you will need to go somewhere else first.” Both of the blindfolds were put on the top of the bedside table by the mistress, who left the room for a few minutes before she returned, carrying a new black bag in her right hand. “I think that my slave Diana should have her bonds changed first and then I can deal with you, Petra.”

Kendra carried the bag over to the stocks, were it was deposited in front of the defenceless Diana and a special hexagonal key was pulled out before a pair of leather cuffs were retrieved. The outer part of the cuff was black, which contrasted with the inside that appeared to be made of a soft white material and there was a large steel D-ring protruding out from the black leather. As one of the cuffs was wrapped around the right wrist of the helpless niece, Petra noticed that the strap was fed under what appeared to be a small circular disc with a hexagonal hole and once the cuff gripped against the captive’s skin, Kendra inserted the key into the hole before turning the disc around one hundred and eighty degrees.

“This locks the cuff into place and unless the captive has the right key, it is going to stay there.” The mistress said as she placed the second of the two cuffs around Diana’s left wrist and it only took a turn of the key to secure it into place, once the strap was tightened. A second pair of cuffs was selected by Kendra, which were a little larger than the first set and these were strapped around the forearms of the prisoner, just below the elbows. “There are sets for the upper arms as well, but I don’t plan on using them tonight, so they are staying in the bag.” Another two pairs of cuffs were taken out of the bag by the captor and the first set were locked around the niece’s ankles, while the second pair were fastened around her legs just below her knees.

“It’s your turn now, my sweet slave Petra. As you can see, these bonds do not hurt Diana in any way, so there should be no problem with you wearing them.” Kendra picked up the bag and moved across so that she was in front of her other prisoner before putting the bag down so that she could take hold of a pair of cuffs. The first one was looped around Petra’s right wrist and even though it pressed hard against her skin, she felt no discomfort as Kendra used the key to lock it into place. This was followed by the securing of the second cuff around her left wrist and the captor chose another set which were locked just below the elbows of the helpless Petra.

They don’t hurt when you put them on me, but I have no doubt that this is only a part of the bondage that you have in store for us. Two more pairs of cuffs were picked up out of the bag by the captor and these were applied to the legs of the prisoner, at her ankles and just below her knees. you’ll probably finish binding your niece before completing my restraints, so that I will be able to see what is going to happen to me. Once the leather bonds were double-checked by the mistress, the woman picked up the bag which was carried around to behind the two captives, where it was placed on the floor between the couple of seated prisoners.

“Diana, there is to be no struggling from you, unless you want your bottom to feel the full force of my paddle.” Kendra said as she walked around to the front of the stocks where the defenceless niece had her limbs restrained and the top bolt was pulled back, before the upper section of wood was lifted up which freed the prisoner’s arms. “Place your arms together behind your back and keep them there, slave.” As Diana followed the instructions of her captor, Petra noticed that the D-rings of the cuffs were on the inner sides of the arms, just like the way that her own bonds had been fastened. It was only a second or so later when the mistress returned to behind her niece and she took out two large padlocks, two small padlocks and two long chains from the bag. Even though it wasn’t easy to see from her angle, Petra just about managed to see that the padlocks had the same hexagonal hole that was on the cuffs, which meant that the same key could be used on all of the restraints.

That is a very clever idea, as one key can lock and unlock everything and it is simple to use and the key should be unbreakable. although the padlocks and cuffs would not be cheap, even a basic hex key should fit so getting spares is not going to be a problem. Having one key fitting all of the restraints is also very important as the captor can free a person from bondage at a very fast rate.

As the helpless woman looked over her left shoulder, she watched as Kendra brought the hands of the niece together, so that she could loop the shank of one of the large padlocks around the two D-rings that stuck out from the wrist cuffs of the prisoner. It only took one press by the captor, to push the shackle down into the body of the lock so that it clicked into place, which meant that Diana’s wrists were secured together behind her back. The shackle of the second large padlock was threaded through the protruding rings of the cuffs just under Diana’s elbows and there was a sigh from the captive as her arms were locked together, as if she was enjoying the experience

Petra discovered that watching the niece being bound in a different way was making her feel excited, but it was more of a sensual feeling rather than becoming aroused by what was happening. Maybe it’s because of what Kendra has done to us with the brushing of our feet and we might be exhausted in that respect. This might not be a bad thing, as I would really like some rest before I have to go through anything like that again. Why do you need the chains? After all, her arms are secured enough with the cuffs.

One of the two chains was unravelled by Kendra who fed one end through the padlock at the wrists of the helpless lady before it was taken around her body, just above the hips and it was threaded through the shank for a second time as the chain was looped around Diana again. The chain was pulled tight so that the links pressed into the flesh of the helpless lady and one of the small padlocks connected the ends of the chain together, so that she was further restrained with her hands forced against her bottom. It took more time for the second chain to be threaded through the shank of the padlock that bound Diana’s elbows together because of its length and the first two loops went above the breasts of the captive with the next two going below. There were two more loops applied to the prisoner’s body and they went over her breasts, one winding going just above her nipples while the other one went just below and as the chain was pulled tight, Diana emitted a little squeal as the links were forced into the sensitive skin of her breasts, with Kendra securing the chain with the second small padlock.

“All nice and bound, and it should be no problem to secure your legs together with two more padlocks.” Kendra said as she retrieved another set of large padlocks from the bag and once she had moved around to the front of the stocks, she drew back the bolt on the second section on wood before lifting it off the device. Once Diana’s legs were free from the stocks, she placed her ankles together on top of the lower part of the equipment and it took just a couple of seconds for her legs to be bound at the ankles by one of the padlocks before the second set of cuffs were locked together as well.

“You look so delicious like this, my sexy slave, but it is Petra’s turn to be placed in her new bondage. Petra put your arms around your back once your hands are free.” While the mistress spoke, she unbolted the top section of the stocks before lifting this part out and Petra took her arms around to behind her back, placing her hands so that they were next to each other. As her mistress went around her, Petra remained facing forward because she knew that she wouldn’t be able to see what was going to happen next and she had already seen how she was going to be bound. “There should be no surprises for you as I put you in your new restraints, so I expect there to be no struggling from you.”

There was nothing the helpless lady could do but remain still, as her arms were locked into place at her wrists along with just below her elbows and she felt a sensual tingle run down her spine as her arms were bound to her body with the two lengths of chain. She made no attempt to escape as the second part of the stocks was lifted up so that her feet were no longer restrained by the device and she put her legs together so that her ankles and lower legs could be secured together with another pair of padlocks.

“Oh my, you two look so wonderful and there is something special about seeing a woman restrained in leather and steel like this. In ropes, you two were just bondage captives, but now I have what appear to be a pair of genuine sex slaves in appropriate restraints.” While Kendra was talking, Petra glanced to her left and she noticed that Diana was starting to blush in response to her aunt’s comments.

“However, seeing as time is moving on, I have to take care of something before further entertainment, or even getting you cleaned up as you two have to be standing on your feet first.” Petra’s feet were lifted up by Kendra so that the captive was turned around to her right, before she ended up facing in the opposite direction and her feet were put on the floor. Diana was rotated in place anticlockwise in the same manner, so that she was facing in the same direction and Kendra pulled out two chain leashes out of the bag, with one being attached to the collars of each of the slaves. “This is just marvellous as we had only used basic restraints before and never anything of this level of sophistication. I am really going to enjoy having you two as my slaves. Now it is time for my slaves to stand up.”

As the two slaves did so, Petra noticed that there was something different as there had never been any extra sound when she had moved around in rope bondage, but this time she heard clinking sounds which were due to the metal parts of the restraints knocking each other. We really are cuffed and chained slaves now and the way that Kendra was speaking suggests that this is a novel experience for Diana as well as myself. Plus Diana won’t have had a companion in bondage before either.

“Follow me slaves, as there is something important to carry out before you two can have that sweat washed off you.” Kendra tugged on the leashes which was the signal for the two captives to hop after her, making the little clanking noises which were generated by their bonds. When the ladies left the bedroom, Petra noticed that the same blue decor style was in the hallway as well.

Where are we going? After all surely you must be taking us to the bathroom, but it was on our right as we just passed it. Oh no, it can’t be-. There was a door just ahead of the women and to the left of the captives there was a series of hooks in the wall which must have been used to hang coats on. Diana’s face was turning bright red as the end of her leash was looped around one of the hooks and Petra was starting to have a dreadful suspicion about what was going to happen next. This feeling was confirmed when Kendra opened the door and even though Petra had not seen this room before, she knew that she had been in here several times already.

It’s the toilet! OMG, you can’t be planning on forcing me to go in there like this, as my arms are bound! There was a squeal of protest from the helpless woman at the idea of entering the toilet, but this was answered by a harsh tug on her leash which almost pulled her off-balance.

“You are a chained slave, Petra and you will follow my instructions. That is unless you want me to use my paddle to turn your bottom into a bright shade of red and stop when you decide to be compliant.”

But I can’t do anything, look my hands are cuffed together behind my back! Petra turned around so that she could show her struggling bound arms to her mistress in order to show that she was helpless, but this just earned her another tug on the leash.

“Yes, you are bound and as a slave in bondage you are to remain that way until your bonds are changed. As your Mistress, I am responsible for everything concerning you from now on. So get into the toilet.”

Realising that there was nothing else that she could do, the captive Petra hopped into the toilet...

(To Be Continued.)

Re: The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story F/FF Part 19

Postby petraspeds » Mon Mar 23, 2015 10:49 pm

I'm loving the tension, the suspense, the pure sexualmpowrr. BlindfOlds are awesome BUT ........... More please

Re: The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story F/FF Part 19

Postby skybird137 » Tue Mar 24, 2015 2:14 am

You will get more soon, but I have to repair my ailing desktop first. Sorry about that.

The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story F/FF Part 20

Postby skybird137 » Mon Apr 13, 2015 2:55 am

Part 20

There was a moment’s gap between the opening of the door and Mistress Kendra walking out of the toilet with Petra following behind her, taking short hops when the leash tugged at her collar. Her face was as scarlet as it was possible to be and she was wild-eyed as she looked at Diana for a moment, before lowering her head so that she could hide her expression from the other captive. If anything ever wanted to use someone’s face to represent the perfect mixture of shock and shame, mine could be used as the ultimate example. I am never ever going to tell a soul about what happened to me in there! It only took a few hops after leaving the toilet for the helpless woman to end up next to her fellow prisoner and her leash was wrapped around one of the coat hooks before the Mistress took hold of the other lead.

Diana was looking more than a little worried as her leash was pulled hard, which meant that she had no choice other than to hop behind her captor as she entered the toilet and the door was closed, leaving Petra alone with her thoughts. Oh great, the last thing I want to do is think about what happened in there, but now Diana is having to go through it as well which makes it almost impossible. All I can do here is stand here, waiting until they finish so that we can go to the bathroom and get this sweat washed off us. Although it was probably just a few minutes, the time appeared to drag on as the bound lady waited in the corridor and she wondered if she would end up staying like this all night when the door opened, with Diana looking just as embarrassed.

Kendra took her niece up to the hooks so that the helpless lady had to stand next to Petra before the aunt hitched the leash onto one of the hooks, making sure that it was secure. “Now, you two stay there and behave yourself for a few minutes, as I have something to move to the bathroom before the two of you can get clean. Mind you, it’s not as if the pair of you can go anywhere or do anything, given your current state of helplessness but you never know.”

As Kendra walked back to the bedroom where Petra had been held captive, the so-called kidnap victim glanced at the face of the other captive as she was unable to keep her own head up for more than a moment. Why are you going back to my cell, for want of a better term? I can’t think of anything special that you might need as all of the items should be in the bathroom already. Oh, so that’s why you returned to the bedroom.

When Kendra walked down the corridor from the bathroom, she was carrying the camera which was still mounted on the tripod and this was taken into the bathroom, before the aunt returned to the place in the corridor where the two bound women were standing. “This is too good an opportunity to miss, having two hot women in bondage taking a shower, so I am going to video the event so that everyone will be able to enjoy what is going to happen.” She said as the two prisoners’ leads were untied from the coat hooks and there was a tug on the helpless pairs’ collars in the direction of the bathroom, which showed them in which direction they had to go.

I should have known better than to think that we would be allowed to have a private shower and I may have to get used to the idea of the rest of my captivity being recorded for the pleasure of others. I just hope that this experience will be better than the previous one in the toilet. What am I thinking; nothing can be as bad as that. At least with the shower I will have something new to occupy my mind. Petra’s previous visit to the bathroom when she had a bath was while she was blindfolded and she had assumed it to be larger than the room that she hopped into with Diana on her left. It must have been the size of the bath that gave me the impression that this room was bigger, as it is larger than the one at my apartment. The washing basin is the same size as mine, but the shower is a little larger than a standard size. Did you have these put in, or were they already installed when this house was purchased? The shower head does appear to be a handle type, which is much better than the old fixed head versions. When the helpless captive looked to her left, she could see the video camera set up by the wall in such a position that it faced the open door of the shower and the red light showed that the device was already recording.

“It it time for you two to have your shower, so if you two can get inside and turn around so that you are facing me.” Kendra said, so the helpless prisoners hopped into the cubicle with Petra on the left, but as the women turned around the lady discovered that she had ended up on the right.

What’s wrong with you Diana, it almost appears as if you are very nervous about having a shower while bound and gagged? As the helpless woman turned her head to the left, she noticed that a look of extreme worry was showing on the face of the niece and this caused her to wonder what had happened to her fellow captive in previous showers while the young lady was in bondage. This expression became more intense as Kendra took hold of the shower head handle and Petra saw that the hose was much longer than the usual kind which meant that it could be aimed from outside the cubicle. That makes sense as you don’t want to be stuck in the shower, especially with the outfit that you have on. If any water got inside your catsuit, it could end up becoming a major irritation before it evaporated. First of all, the head of the handle was aimed at Diana who was staring to squirm in her bonds, but after a few seconds the mistress decided to point the device at the helpless Petra who was wondering whether or not this shower experience was not going to be as good as it looked.

“The guest should always shower first.”

Petra was surprised at just how loud she could scream at this point when the water shot out at full force, striking her Mound of Venus before it was sprayed over her breasts and she discovered the reason for her fellow captive’s reaction. It’s freezing, it’s bloody freezing! It is no wonder you weren’t happy about this part, Diana. I just hope that we can get warmed up before long.

“Surely you weren’t expecting a simple shower from me, Slave Petra? This is how a slave has a shower in this house.” There were more cries from the helpless woman as the cold water was splashed all over her body and although the captive squirmed on the spot, she could do nothing to avoid the freezing onslaught. Relief of a kind only happened to the soaking prisoner when Kendra changed her target, so that her own niece was the one who was being soaked and the shrieks from the young lady were every bit as loud as her own while the spraying continued.

“Now it is time for you two to turn around, so that I can ensure that your backs are suitably wet before the next phase of your shower.” Kendra said as she switched off the shower head, with just a few drops landing on the tiled floor of the bathroom.

At least this should be far less uncomfortable as the most sensitive parts of our body are on the front, so the worst part of this is over. While the secured slave shuffled around in an anti-clockwise direction, the niece was turning the other way so that they faced each other and Petra was puzzled by the continuing look of apprehension on the other captive’s face. We aren’t going to suffer anything as bad as what just happened to us, so why are you still worried? Once the two prisoners had finished turning around so that they were facing the rear of the shower, the woman heard a gasp from the young lady on her right as their captor switched on the shower again. During this part of the shower, any noises from the niece were subdued compared to when her front was soaked, but to Petra’s surprised it ended when the lady emitted a shriek of epic proportions.

What could have made you react like that? I doubt that Kendra could have done anything to your bottom as that device is just too big, so what could she have done to you? It was Petra’s turn to yelp a little as the freezing water was sprayed over her shoulders and arms, before her captor worked the jet down her back, avoiding her bottom and soaking the back of her legs. I don’t think that spraying my bottom is going to have any major effect on me, so Diana must have been caught by surprise. Here we go, a bit cold, but not torturous in any way. Although the helpless woman writhed a little as her cheeks was hit with a strong jet of water from the shower head, it wasn’t enough to make her gasp, let alone act in the way that Diana had done.

You must have overreacted for sure, Diana. This isn’t bad at all and if the water wasn’t so cold, it would be an incredi- AIEEE! Not only did Petra empty her lungs in one long scream at what happened next, but as soon as she took a deep breath the captive ended up repeating the action before she managed to get control of herself as she experienced this fresh torture. The jet! You’ve placed it at the top of my legs, where there is that little gap at the point where my thighs join to my bottom and the ice-cold water is hitting my right on my lips of lust! Please stop, please, please stop! After a few more seconds of the helpless woman suffering from this intense treatment, she sighed with relief as the jet stopped and Kendra put the handle back in the holder, angling the head so that it would spray over both of the ladies in the shower.

“This part is over and after the two of you turn to face each other, I will switch on the shower so that it will spray warm water and the setting is as wide as possible.”

I hope that you are telling the truth about this, as I am already starting to shiver as a result of being drenched in the cold water and if our hair gets soaked in the same way it could be very bad for us. When Petra turned around to face her fellow prisoner, she noticed that the young lady’s nipples had become erect as a result of the cold water and as she looked down, she could see that her own nipples were standing to attention as well.

“That’s one reason why I use cold water at first, Slave Petra. The other is that if I use warm water first, it can make a captive feel sleepy at this time of the evening and I don’t want that to happen. Right now, both of you are wide awake and you will stay like that for some time.” Kendra said as she pressed a button outside of the cubicle and there were simultaneous sighs from the helpless women as the flow of water changed from freezing to warm. “Make sure that both of you get your hair thoroughly wet now, as you are about to do a little performing for the camera.”

There’s not a lot that we can do like this as our arms are bound together behind our back and we don’t have the room to move around much anyway. It only took a few moments for Petra to stop shivering, as she ensured that the water flowed all over her body and the niece was also making sure that she was all warmed up. This feels much better now that the water is warm, as it provides a nice sensual massage over my body.

“Seeing as both of you have warmed up, it is time to start the shower show. Diana, I think that it’s time to give some loving attention to the breasts of your fellow slave.”

I thought that you would want us to be involved in an act which would be far more awkward than that, but there should be no problem in doing something like this. It took a few seconds for the niece in bondage bend her body at the legs and hips in the restrictive area, so that her head was at the height of Petra’s bosom and she poked her tongue out as possible before gliding it over the mound of Petra’s right breast. This feels so nice, with you pleasuring me in this way and I hope that Kendra lets me return the favour. As the captive closed her eyes, she released a quiet moan when her left breast was caressed by the tongue of her fellow captive and it was less than a minute before the prisoner started to feel the warm embers of lust spark at the top of her legs.

I appear to be less worn out than I first thought if I can get aroused by having my breasts licked, but the warm water from the shower that is caressing my body must be playing a part which is just as important. Hopefully, it won’t get much stronger; otherwise we may be at the erotic mercy of our captor who may enjoy watching our predicament. Oh, this very pleasant. Diana had managed to make a seal with her mouth against the soft flesh of Petra’s bosom and the helpless lady writhed a little at the series of sucking kisses that went across her flesh, which fanned the small glow of warmth at the top of her legs. This feeling became stronger just a few minutes later, when the areola around her right nipple was licked before this area was sealed and she gave out a cry as her nipple was flicked and licked by the other slave. After several minutes of this treatment, her left nipple was caressed in the same manner and the woman savoured every moment, as she knew that she soon would have to perform this on Diana’s body. It probably won’t be long before we will be made to swap places by our Mistress and I hope that I can be just as effective in providing pleasure to you.

“You’ve had enough fun for the moment, Slave Petra and now it is time for you to return the favour to my niece.”

Diana was already standing up straight when Petra opened her eyes and the helpless woman bent her legs at her knees and hips in the same way so that her face was low enough to reach the niece’s breasts. Some time was spent licking the left breast of the young lady before Petra moved onto the right and even though she was the one providing the pleasure to the niece, she felt her own lustful flame grow stronger in her most intimate area as she started to plant the gentle sucking kisses over Diana’s bosom. Part of this must be due to the fact that this is an unusual situation, as I am just as much in bondage as the woman who I am making love to. Also, my actions are being recorded which means that people who I will never know will see what I have been doing and become aroused as a result. As the woman started to use her tongue on the niece’s nipples, it was clear from the young lady’s writhing and moaning that the actions were increasing the feelings of lust inside her body as well.

That is unusual, the water has stopped running, which means that Kendra must have turned it off at the outside switch. However, a face full of breast would have prevented me from seeing anything at the moment.

“Okay my slaves, stop what you are doing and face me as this is the next part of the entertainment.”

As Kendra turned to her right, she could see that there was an expression on Diana’s face that was like a smile, given the limitations of the gag and this gave the impression that the next part of the shower was something to look forward to. You seem to be anticipating what is about to happen, so this should be good.

There were four small white pads in Kendra’s left hand and she took hold of one of them with her right before speaking, while Diana had already closed her eyes. “Diana knows what to do and you need to close your eyes so that I can apply these pads to your eyelids. Don’t worry, it is perfectly safe.”

A few seconds after Petra shut her own eyes, she felt pressure against her eyelids and she tried to open her eyes again, but the pads worked well in ensuring that she would be unable to see. I think that I am expected to be essentially blindfolded for the next part of this adventure.

“Both of you turn around so that your backs are to me. I will let you know when you are in position by telling you to stop.” Petra shuffled around to her left until Kendra said “Stop, Petra.” This was followed a few seconds later by “Stop, Diana.” which meant that both of the ladies were facing into the shower.

Okay, so what is going to happen next?

(To Be Continued.)

The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story F/FF Part 21

Postby skybird137 » Thu Jun 04, 2015 8:40 am

Part 21

As Petra stood there, she had no idea about what was going to happen to her, or to the fellow captive who was on her right and the inaction served to increase her feelings of apprehension. Relief came to the chained captive when she heard a sigh from Diana, which was followed by a soft moan that indicated something pleasurable was happening to the other lady. The sounds that you are making are helping in letting me know that you are enjoying yourself and if it is this good, I hope that I will derive as much pleasure from it as you are at the moment. After two minutes had passed, there was a cessation of the sounds from the imprisoned niece which made Petra think that she was going to find out what had happened in just a few seconds.

There was a momentary sensation of a mild coolness at the top of her head, before the hands of her captor worked the material into her hair in smoothing strokes that the helpless lady found to be very sensual, as well as adding to the feeling of warmth between her legs. This must be some kind of shower gel that you are using on us and I wish that I could tell you just how wonderful it feels. Oh, this is so good. Kendra continued to massage the gel into the hair of the woman in bondage who responded with soft sighs along with moans and these grew in strength until her hair was covered in the viscous substance at which point the captor halted, leaving the lady a little disappointed. Why have you stopped, that was so good?

A sigh from Diana let the aroused prisoner know that the woman on her right was being covered with more of the gel and Petra found her present situation to be quite frustrating as she wanted to see what was happening to the other lady. It would be great to watch as Kendra smoothed the gel over Diana’s body, but these pads over my eyes have reduced my world to essentially one of touch and sound. Maybe later, I may have a chance to ask if I could watch the part of the video which shows us in the shower. The gentle moans from Diana were going on for far longer than before, so Petra came to the conclusion that the whole back of the other captive must be getting covered in gel by the woman who controlled them. A sudden increase in the volume of the niece’s sighs along with several seconds of giggling was followed by silence, so the lady who was kidnapped on Thursday evening knew that it was going to be her turn.

This is nice, and a great way to start. A cool touch around Petra’s neck elicited a sigh from her as the gel was spread over the area so that it covered her shoulders and a second amount was used to cover her arms from her shoulders to her wrists in slow and smooth strokes. Once they were covered, the sides of her body and her back experienced a very sweet caress which came down to just short of her bottom and the captive moaned as she surrendered herself to the gentle touch of her mistress. That explains why Diana giggled at the end, as you are saving the best part until last. Louder moans escaped from the gagged mouth of the helpless lady as she felt the hands of her captor slide up and down her legs from the heels of her feet, to just under the point where the top of her legs met the soft flesh of her posterior. This is just teasing, as the area that you are avoiding is the one that I most want you to touch. At this point, the helpless woman was writhing in her bonds and she was even wiggling her defenceless derriere out towards the lady who was smoothing the gel over her legs, but this just earned her a pinch on her right cheek that caused her to squeal which was echoed with a giggle from the other prisoner to her right.

“Behave slave, I will complete this when I choose and you are to remain in place unless you want your cute cheeks to end up black and blue.” Kendra said as she returned to running her fingers up and down the legs of the bound woman, who was feeling the warmth between her legs increasing in strength from each caress.

You are being so mean to me, as you know that I want you to rub your gel-covered hands over my bottom, but you are delaying this for as long as possible so that I will end up even more frustrated as a result. What? Petra was taken by surprise when the slippery fingers of her captor penetrated deep into the folds between her cheeks and this caused her to squeal as the tips pressed against what could be the most intimate part of her anatomy. Don’t press any harder, please don’t press any harder! There was a sustained pleading sound from the gagged mouth of the worried woman, as she didn’t want the situation to one where she could end up suffering from extreme humiliation and she shook her head in the hope that her captor would understand her fear.

“Now you know better than try and demand something from me, slave. Have you learnt your lesson about being behaved, or do I have to punish you in a way that you will never forget?” As Kendra spoke, her fingers went up and down the gap between the prisoner’s cheeks but she maintained the level of pressure that threatened the defenceless woman with embarrassment.

Okay, I’ve learnt my lesson, I’ll be a good little bondage slave. As the captive pleaded through her gag, she nodded at a rate which could best be described as frantic in the hope that she would not be subjected to a very unpleasant punishment. Kendra, I have shown that I understand, just don’t take this any further, please! There was a massive sigh of relief from the chained Petra as the fingers moved out from the intimate gap and spread out over the soft cheeks of her derriere, covering her sensitive skin with the cool substance.

“Actually, that was part of the cleaning ritual and I never had any intention of penetrating you there, but I wanted to use it to teach you a lesson and to see how you would react to this. It was delicious to see you fall for it completely.”

You fooled me, you managed to make me think that you would slip one of your fingers into my body, just to make me panic. Well, I will know better than to antagonise you in the future. Petra sighed and twitched as her captor ran her hands over the helpless woman’s bottom for a few minutes, which added more fuel to the flame that was burning in her tunnel of lust and caused her to start writhing again.

“That’s it you two, now you can turn around so that you are facing me.” Kendra said as she finished her caress of the helpless lady’s bottom and Petra started to shuffle clockwise at a slow rate so that she could stay on the spot without bumping into Diana.

The last thing that I want to do is end up knocking you over, Diana, as it could end up with being very painful for you at the very least.

After about fifteen seconds there was a call of “Stop Diana.” and after another ten Kendra said “Stop Petra.” so the helpless woman knew that both of them were in position so that they could go through the next stage of being covered in gel.

You have the front part of our bodies to clean now, Kendra and this area contains the most sensitive places of all, which you will end up leaving until last. As the helpless woman pondered the situation, there was a gasp from the lady to the left of her and she knew that Kendra was starting to cover the rest of her niece’s body with the shower gel. If my guess is correct, your aunt will stop short of the three sweet spots that you will be desperate for her to cover and she will turn her attention to me. Although Petra was unable to tell just how long the captor was taking to cover the non-erotic parts of Diana’s body, it seemed to be just a few minutes until the sighing of the captive to Petra’s left ended and there was a pause of a few seconds before the initial captive experienced the touch of the cool substance on her chest just below her neck.

I doubt that I would enjoy this half as much if I wasn’t in a state of strict bondage and you running your hands over my body like this is a very erotic experience. Within a minute, the top of Petra’s chest was covered in the soft material that was being smoothed over her body by her captor who went around either side of the breasts before applying the gel to her abdomen. By this time, the captive was writhing in her bonds as the fingers glided over her skin and the touches against her body were acknowledged by moans that escaped through the ring that kept her jaws apart. Kendra’s hands went down the sides of the prisoner’s hips so that her hearth of lust was avoided, but even the caress in this general area added more fuel to the flame of Petra’s lust. Now I guess that it is time for you to clean the front of my legs, so I hope that you pay at least a little attention to my feet. There were several strokes up and down the legs of the defenceless woman, who find it difficult to remain still as the caresses increased the felling of excitement inside her.

Wow, that is just lovely, don’t stop. Petra was unable to suppress a squeal as the gel was smoothed over the top of her feet, before the sides of her feet were also caressed with the hands that rubbed the material against her skin. It almost seemed to the bound woman that her captor was taking her time over this, seeing as Kendra would know that the helpless lady would find this to be very pleasurable. At least you are being nice to us in this respect, ooooo. A loud sigh was emitted from the prisoner when the gel-covered fingers of her captor intertwined with her own toes, an action that made the restrained woman feel the flame of her lust grow to a new level and she had to use what self-control she had to stop herself from begging for more. The last thing I want is to give you a reason to scare me like you did in threatening to penetrate me with your fingers.

Although Kendra spent more than a minute on the toes of the nude woman in the shower, to Petra it felt as if it was over in just a few seconds as she was enjoying it so much and the surprised gasp from Diana made it clear that the other prisoner was being attended to. The noises from you make me wish that I could see what was happening, but by your moans it appears that Kendra is concentrating on the more sensitive parts of your anatomy. Diana’s moans grew louder with every passing second as her body was caressed by their mistress and it became obvious that the prisoner’s state of arousal continued to increase. I just hope that you don’t take too long with Diana, as I want to feel the touch of your fingers on my breasts. There was one more moan from the niece that had the tone of disappointment which Petra assumed was because the captor had finished with the younger woman and the helpless lady squealed as Kendra’s fingers pressed against the soft flesh of her bosom. This is great! As the hands of the captor kneaded the mounds of the helpless woman’s breasts as if they were buns that had to be rolled into shape before they went into the oven, the prisoner thought that her centre of intimacy was going to explode with pleasure. However, after a few seconds had passed by, it was clear that this latest form of massage was not going to be enough and the bound lady realised that this was just going to make her feel as if the erotic sensation was going to turn into a torture for her.

After a minute had gone by, Petra felt her captor’s fingers and thumbs holding her erect nipples in a hard grip before twisting and pulling the hard lump of skin so that the helpless woman was almost driven to distraction by the inferno that was growing in intensity between her legs. I don’t know whether to try and encourage you to continue or ask you to stop as you are just going to tease me to the point where I will scream for bliss. When the massage of the helpless woman’s bosom ended, however, she desired the touch of her captor so much that she emitted a verbal signal of her need in a loud sigh. You have missed the most important part of our bodies and although I’m not sure how Diana feels, I know that the space between my legs is aching for your touch.

For a moment, Petra was unsure whether or not the scream was hers or Diana’s, but a second later the fire of lust at the top of her legs subsided enough for her to realise that the shrieking came from both of them. I can feel your hand between my legs moving back and forth and by Diana’s reaction, you must be using your other hand to do the same to her. After a few more seconds had passed, both of the captives’ cries had subsided to a constant moaning as they experienced the stroking of their lips of lust, which were already throbbing as a result of the massage that they had received from their captor and the prisoners started to thrust their hips forward in the hope that the stimulation would be enough to take them over the edge. Soon, Petra was writhing on the spot as her body was taken ever closer to the moment when her very being would be engulfed in joy and the sounds made by Diana showed that the niece was just as aroused.

I’m so close, so very close, just a little more. Petra was so caught up in the moment as she was caress by her captor that it didn’t even enter her mind that the woman in control of her erotic sensations could use it against her. Within a few minutes, the desire of the helpless lady to have her lust sated had grown to such a degree that she was begging as best she could for her captor to increase the speed of the strokes so that she could feel that special moment of ecstasy. It took a few seconds for Petra to realise that her captor was no longer caressing her flower of desire and the complaining noise from Diana showed that she was also left in a state of extreme erotic frustration. The adhesive pads were pulled away from her eyes in a matter of seconds and her first action was to turn her head to the left so that she could look at the other helpless lady who was staring back at her.

“If you two wish for me to provide you with an end to your sexual torment, you are to kiss with your tongues and rub your bodies against each other. This may be enough to take you over the edge on your own, so there is no harm in you two trying unless you wish to waste time moaning at me for being unfair.” As Petra shuffled around anti-clockwise so that she could face her fellow prisoner, Diana moved around in order that she might do the same and in a very short time the front of the two captives’ bodies were almost touching each other.

Once the helpless ladies were in position, the first thing they did was to press their ring-gagged mouths together so that they could intertwine their tongues, while their bodies started to press against each other. First their breasts touched before they were flattened between the bodies of the two ladies and their abdomens brushed against each other with the front of their legs sliding due to the slippery gel. As the erect nipples of the two ladies flicked against each other while they continued with their special French kiss, the prisoners became more aroused by their actions. They pressed their bodies harder against each other and this was having some success, but Petra soon realised that this may not be enough to provide the relief that they were so desperate for. Although she tried her utmost to increase the flame inside her intimacy, the helpless woman found that her attempts fell short of what was needed to bring her body to that point when she would be overwhelmed by bliss.

It sounds as if you are suffering just as much as I am, Diana. Petra almost felt Diana’s frustrated moans as the niece breathed into her mouth and the two captives were stuck together in their need as they continued their actions of the slim hope of sating their lustful desire. However, it wasn’t long before they understood that not only would they still be denied, but they would be unable to maintain enough control to bring their pointless and self-tormenting act to an end.

Please Kendra, you can’t leave us suffering like this.

(To Be Continued)
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The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story F/FF Part 22

Postby skybird137 » Mon Aug 10, 2015 1:28 pm

Part 22

“Okay, it is clear that this idea didn’t work, so if you two ladies could separate from each other, I will be able to clean you down before drying you.” Although Petra heard the command of her mistress and she knew that there could well be a punishment for disobedience, obeying it was a different matter as her body was no longer responding to her conscious thought. Instead, the helpless woman’s kisses became even more intense as she pressed her body harder against that of the niece and she rubbed her breasts against the other woman as much as she could. This provided a little extra stimulation, but it was not going to allow her any kind of erotic release from her desire.

No! You can’t do that, not right now! It seemed to the bound slave that her cry echoed that of her companion, when hands went between their bodies before they were forced away from each other to the point where their backs were pressed against the sides of the cubical. You have moved me like this, so I think that the same must have happened to Diana. Is this to be our punishment for failing to obey your orders and how long are you going to make us suffer for? Petra discovered that there was no diminishing of the inferno of lust between her legs as she squirmed with her soapy posterior making a squeaking noise as it rubbed against the glass panel. Please allow us to come, please!

“Although you did not follow my commands, I will not exact a punishment as it is clear that the situation has left you so aroused that nothing short of direct action was going to separate you.” There was a short pause from Kendra which coincided with a shriek from Diana and the vulnerable Petra emitted a similar response when hands grasped the chains around her body before she was turned ninety degrees to the right so that the front of her body would be facing out of the shower. “I can get started on the last part of your shower now, and once this is done, the pair of you can get the relief that you so desperately need.”

The only thing left to do is wash us down, but all you need to do is to caress us in the right area and our suffering will be over. A moment later, the captive shrieked as cold water splashed across her face, but after a few seconds the heat of the liquid changed so that it became lukewarm which meant that she was no longer shocked by the temperature. That cry to the left of me must be Diana being hit by the water, so the soap is being washed off both of us at that same time. I hope that this doesn’t take too long as the feeling of desire between my legs is so strong that it is torturing me. If the defenceless woman wasn’t so aroused at the moment, she would have welcomed the flow of warm water over her neck and shoulders as soothing and sensual, but in her present state it just added a little extra to her torment of pleasure. Although it seemed logical to Petra thought that her breasts would be next, the suds from the gel were washed away from her abdomen and after a few seconds pause in which Diana must have had her stomach washed, the spray was taken down the front of each leg all the way down to her toes.

That leaves only my breasts and my Moun-aiee! It was impossible for Petra to do anything other than shriek as the nipple of her right breast was struck with a strong jet of water from the shower head and she cried out for a second time when her left nipple was subjected to the same treatment. Once this stopped, there were two shouts from Diana which suggested that the other slave had received the same treatment and the rest of her own breasts were covered with a soft spray which still had some droplets fall onto her nipples.

Oh no, if that was bad enough it is going to be sheer torture when you use the shower handle in jet mode against my Mound of Venus. Although the restrained woman knew what was going to happen next, she realised that she had started shaking her head as this was going to make her suffer, but the captive was aware that her captor was going to ignore it anyway. When the blast of concentrated water struck her on her aching Mound, she doubled up as the air in her lungs was expelled in a piercing scream, but the experience was so intense that she went quiet from being unable to breathe back in. When the flow stopped against her most sensitive and intimate area, Petra was able to stand up straight as she almost gulped the air down into her lungs, but she almost jumped on the spot when she heard the prolong shriek from the prisoner on her left. At least I won’t have to do that again. No! Another cry escaped her gagged mouth when a second jet of water tortured her lustful flesh and she found herself suffering just as much, even though she thought that the second time was worse. As the helpless lady straightened up, a squeal to the left of her confirmed that Diana was also being subjected to the same style of water torture which left Petra wonder if there was going to be a third or fourth round. This hasn’t brought me any release and the area at the top of my legs is aching more than ever because of what you have done.

“Both slaves will now turn around before I tell you to stop.” It took just a moment for the captive to comprehend what her mistress had said and the shuffling beside her let her know that Diana was also following the orders, before they were told to stop.

I don’t know how you are going to be able to bring us to the peak of pleasure with our backs turned to you like this, but I hope that you have a plan. There was a sigh to the right of the bound woman as Diana was being affected in some manner, but it was only when the water washed over Petra with a hand massaging her scalp that she realised that the gel was being cleaned out of her hair. It does make sense that you would concentrate on our heads like this as it is easier to remove the gel out of our hair while we are in this position. Once this had been completed, the spray of water was splashed over the neck and shoulders of the prisoner and this was echoed by similar sounds to her right, before the shower was run down to just above her bottom. There was splashing to the right which made her think that Diana’s legs were being cleaned off first and then Petra’s own legs were washed down with the water spray before there was a gentle washing over her bottom.

Well, that is the last area that needed to be cleaned off, so we should hopefully receive our reward, but you would end up getting wet from our bodies if you attempted to pleasure us with your hands. OMG! Petra was taken by surprise as she heard the shower head expel water in a jet at its fastest rate yet and it was a second later when there was an intense scream of shock from the chained Diana. This cry altered within a few seconds to a familiar one as the niece was deep in the throes of orgasm and this continued until there was a slumping sound. What on earth did you do to Diana? Any accessible spot was from the other side-. Her thinking was interrupted when a hand took hold of the bonds at her elbows and she was wondering what Kendra had planned for her when the prisoner found herself screaming just as hard as the other captive had been. This was due to Kendra having manipulated the shower head so that the water jet shot upwards at just the right angle, so that when it was pressed against the special spot at the top of Petra’s legs, the blast of water shot straight through the gap and right onto her engorged lips on lust. Within a few seconds, the water jet acted just as well as any vibrator in bringing the defenceless lady to orgasm and she convulsed with only the hand of her captor ensuring that she didn’t fall to the floor. As Petra’s orgasm came to an end, she was lowered to the floor of the cubical and her quivering body pressed against that of the other slave who was also shaking a little.

After a short time had passed by, the captive was helped back onto her feet and made to hop out of the shower before a large warm towel was wrapped around her body with a long belt buckled around her shoulders so that it was held in place. I wonder if Diana will be treated the same? Oh my, that was a dumb question as there is no reason why she shouldn’t be. It was a few more minutes before the pads were removed from Petra’s eyes and as she looked to the left she could see that Diana already had her pads removed as Kendra attached the leads to their collars.

“We are going back to the cell room now my slaves, where I will dry you so that you two can provide me with some pleasure before bedtime. Follow me.” There was a tug on the leads and the two slaves took small measured hops so that they would be able to keep behind their mistress without the collars being pulled on. It didn’t take long for the two captives to reach the room, even with them taking short jumps and Petra noticed that there was a hair dryer on the bedside table, along with a few brushes. “Okay, you two sit down on the bed and I’ll take care of your hair as I don’t want to see it get all tangled up with your gags.” Kendra said as she unhooked the leads and the two prisoners hopped over onto the left side of the bed before sitting down with Petra on the right.

At least you are taking care of us properly, but I doubt that you want any of us to end up with messed up hair. As Petra looked to her right, she saw Kendra get onto the bed, pick up the hairdryer along with a bush and moved around behind the helpless lady so that she could kneel behind Diana. As the dryer blew against the hair of the bound niece, she closed her eyes and sighed as the brush was taken through her hair and the aunt spent some time ensuring that the prisoner’s hair was dry and tidy.

“Now it is your turn, my sweet and sexy slave.” Kendra said once Diana’s hair was dried and brushed through and the mistress shuffled to the right on her knees so that she could be behind the other captive in order to dry her hair.

The air from the dryer does feel good against my hair, and the brushing feels so sensual. I just hope that you don’t make either of us do anything that would arouse us though, as I think that we have been through enough this evening. Petra closed her eyes as she tilted her head back and she luxuriated in the experience of having her hair dried, with the brush making gentle strokes so that the strands wouldn’t become tangled. In a very short period of time, the warm air on her scalp along with the rhythmic brushing started to make the helpless lady feel drowsy and she started to nod her head forward.

“You should stay awake sleepyhead, as you and your fellow slave are needed to perform one final task before it is time to go to bed.” Kendra said as she gave a harsh pull with the brush, so that the restrained Petra would have her head jerked back and this sudden motion made her wide awake again.

It’s clear that you want something from us, but I don’t know what. Once the captor had finished with the task of ensuring that the hair of her captives were dry, the dryer and brush were put back on the table before the belts were unstrapped from around the prisoners’ shoulders and the towels were removed before they were folded up so that they could be put on the table along with the belts. Next, Kendra stepped off the bed between the helpless ladies so that she could reach into one of the bags and took out two short chains along with a pair of padlocks which were put on the table.

“It’s time to get you two ready, so stand up Slave Diana and turn around before hopping back a few jumps.” She said as she stood in front of her niece who managed to stand up straight after one unsuccessful attempt and after a few seconds of shuffling, she had managed to turn so that she was facing the bed before jumping backward twice. “Good slave, now I will help you to kneel down on the floor.” Kendra took hold of the chains around the chest of her niece who bent her legs at the knees and lowered herself until her knees touched the floor which left her facing the bed in a kneeling position. “Okay Petra, it is your turn now. I will help you kneel on the floor, just as I did with my niece.”

I hope that you keep to that as I have no wish to fall over while I am in such strict bondage. Petra was able to get onto her feet on the second try, but she was a little unsure of her footing as she turned around so that the bed was in front of her and when she tried to jump back, she would have fallen if Kendra hadn’t grabbed the cuffs that held her elbows together. Although the restrained woman felt a little nervous at the prospect of having to lower herself, the solid grip at her elbows provided enough reassurance so that she could be lowered to the floor.

“That was good Petra, even though you were a little unsteady. This is your first proper day in bondage though, while Diana and I have had plenty of experience in having to move in restraints like these. I’ll just add one last chain which will keep the pair of you in place so that I can be entertained.” Once Kendra had finished speaking she walked over to the table so that she could pick up the pairs of chains plus the padlocks and the lady knelt behind the helpless Petra who had an idea of what was about to happen.

If I’m right, you are going to secure my wrists to my ankles so that I will be stuck in this position and once we are both in kneeling hogties, our purpose will be to service your feet. There was a sensation between the wrists of the helpless Petra, where the chain was taken through hasp of the large padlock, before the end was threaded through the padlock that connected her ankle cuffs together and the chain was pulled tight with a click indicating that the chain was locked in place by the small padlock. I’m stuck here now, but I doubt that I am going to spend the whole night like this as it would become too uncomfortable before long. A series of clinking sounds to the right of the damsel close to the floor was followed by a click which let Petra know that Diana was just as helpless with her wrists and ankles bound together. now we are ready to use our mouths to provide you with pleasure. What are you doing now? Petra could hear footsteps as Kendra moved around the room behind her and she wondered why her captor was doing this instead of sitting on the bed so that she could present her feet to her prisoners.

“Surprise!” A squeal was expelled by the helpless woman when something went over her eyes and before she was able to react, the lady felt the increase in pressure as the straps went around the side of her head where they were buckled together at the back.

I’m blindfolded again! Is this part of your game? Even though Petra was unable to see, the sounds to her right could only have been Diana having a leather blindfold being put over her eyes as well, which meant that they would both have to work by touch. A few seconds later, there was movement between the two ladies which was followed by the bed making a squeaking sound and the captive felt something press hard against her nose. Oh great, now you are squashing my nose with your big toe.

“Okay slaves, you should be ready by now to provide me with some pleasure after all of the work that I have done. As you both must have guessed, I am touching the tips of your noses with the big toes of each foot. In a second, the toes will be moving down your face before they are pushed into the ring-gags, at which point you can start to attend to my feet.” Petra managed to stay very still as the tip of her captor’s right big toe moved down to the point where it was touching her top lip and at this point it was slipped into her mouth.

Time to entertain my mistress. After just a moment’s pause, the captive set to work, licking and sucking at the toe of the woman who held her prisoner, and it was clear by the moans and sighs of the lady on the bed that she was already well on the way to having an orgasm...

(To Be Continued)

The Easter Abduction - A Petraspeds Story F/FF Part 23

Postby skybird137 » Fri Nov 20, 2015 4:51 am

Part 23

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

(To Be Continued)