Postby Janbound » Mon Apr 17, 2017 1:22 pm
The woman pinched Petra's nose between her toes. Petra tried to hold her breath, she had no choice, she twisted her head pulling her nose free and gasping as much as she could through her nose. Only to have her feet tickled as her nipple was squeezed.
"What's the first number"
"Mnooommm" she screamed into her gag.
Toes gripped her nose again as fingers tickled her bare feet and backs of her knees. Petra shook her head again and the foot pressed forefront her face as the tickling grew more intense. A second foot pressed its heel against the sensitive spot at the top of her legs and jabbed uncomfortably a few times as the tickling grew more intense. Petra eventually pulled her head away and gasped again.
"First number?"
"Memenng"
"Pardon?"
"Memenng"
One "hmmm" for each number I'll count."
"Mm, hmmm, hmmm, mum, mum,hmmmm, hmmmm."
"Seven"
Petra nodded vigorously confirming it.
"The second number" Toes pinched Petra's nose as fingers,ran up and down her soles.The process was repeated as,Petra revealed outnumber 7 6 8 5 each time Jacinto "morph" her.number as her mistress luminescent by the woman's toes.
"So easy really . So why did you make it difficult to start with? You need to be punishedxnaughty Petra."
Petra was "helped" to her feet, being lifted by her hair , and placed across the woman's knee. "So that was a seven. 1 , 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7." With each number her hand came down hard on Petra's bottom, delivering a,stinging blow to her buttocks. " 1 2 3 4 5 6 : 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8; 1 2 4 5"
Once her spanking was complete Petra was rolled back to the floor.
"Your turn now Heather." The woman said turning her attention. Heather morphed straight away. Having not seen her friend's torture the sounds, even muffled by the gag, were enough to convince her that early co-operation would be best. This did not spare her the mudslinging or tickling however as she revealed her PIN of 9374.
"That was much easier. But you know what. Getting Petra's number was much more fun.I don't like people taking my fun away." Heather was laid across the woman's knees and her bottom received 23 sharp slaps as,her tormentors counted out. She was returned to the floor next to Petra and both women were left sobbing into their gags and blindfolds.
"You two have been so naughty I'm not sure you deserve breakfast."
This at least proved to be an idle threat and half an hour later Petra,and Heather were sitting at the table, still trusses up and blindfolded, but their gags removed, as they were fed toast and coffee.
"I've had a look at your garden." The woman said as she pushed a used sock into Petra's mouth before wrapping tape around her power face and neck. She moved to Heather and began to feed into her mouth a pair of black tights Petra had discarded a couple of days ago. "Lots of tall trees and thick hedges. Very difficult to see into. Lots of possibilities.
Petra was licked to a standing position as the woman grabbed the ponytail and guided her to hop. She felt the surface change under her feet from tiles to carpet to the wooden decking in her back garden and finally to grass. At the sometimes she was aware of being moved outside she felt the cold chill of May morning air at the same time as a tingle warmth from the sun. She was unceremoniously dumped into the lawn in a sitting position when her legs certainties from each other forcthecfirstctime in over 12 hours. She tried to stretch but was quickly stopped as she felt a rope being tied round her right ankle. This was tugged a detectives before she felt the process repeated on her left. She Trieste move her right foot undiscovered she could not and realised her ankle had been tied to something fixed in the ground. Again her left foot received the same treatment. Her hands were untied next but before she could reach up to her gag or blindfold she felt the womandxweightcon top of her. The clothes chest pressing against her own bare breasts. Her hands were tied as her feet had been and specialised she was nowxstakedxout spread eagle, naked on her own back lawn. She struggled a,little as she was left alone but soon realised the hopelessness of her situation.
Heather had been left in the kitchen, naked , bound, gagged and blindfolded. She considered trying to escape as she was not tied to anything. Even considering she did not knowing way she was facing, where the door was or even if she was being watched from two feet away she decided this was possibly her only chance. She tried to stand but her chair was tucked under the table and her thighs were unable to lift. She tried to push backwards, surcharge feet slipping on the floor but managed to get enough space to stand. She was a little unsteady and very disoriented being blindfolded. She convinced herself that the door was to her left and gingerly turned to her side and began shuffling as,much as her ankle and knee bindings,would allow. Just then she felt a sharp slap on her right breast. This was followed by someone grasping the nipple on that side whilst several more blows landed on her bottom.
"You've been a very naughty girl." The woman said. "I think 20 more strokes." With that Heather felt herself across the woman's knee being severely spanked again. When her punishment was finished she was pulled to standing by her hair before being led, hopping, outside. Led by very strong rugs on her erect nipples.
Heather went through the same process Petra had been subject to, leaving her spread eagle and naked on the wet grass with the morning sun beginning to beat down on her body. She wiggled and her left foot found something moving. Initially recoiling in fear and anticipation she gingerly felt again. Suddenly she realised she was feeling wriggling toes. She was tied down next to Petra. She reached out with fingers but her hand could reach nothing save the rope restraining her.
"Mengra?" she called.
"Mevna?" Came the reply. The two friends took a little comfort from their predicament by brushing each other's toes: the only comfort they had.