The Doll Maker's House (updated with part 3)

Postby WishPaladin » Mon Oct 08, 2012 8:44 am

A few notes before I start:
- I put this story in the PG-17 section to be on the safe side.
- Only girls get tied up in this story, so if you're looking for guys being tied up, this is not for you.
- There are some elements of fantasy/supernatural in this story.
- This story is probably going to be (a lot) longer than my other stories. It will take some time to write each part since I'm busy with school, though.

All right, on to the story now. :)

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It was a dark and misty evening. Despite it already being near closing time for the shops, many people were still walking through the busy streets of the city. Three young women, Lucy, Vanessa and Kate, were among them. They were enjoying their last bit of free time before their second semester in their second year of college.

They had already seen most of the interesting stores on the main street, so they decided to explore the nearby alleys. Many quirky little shops could be found there. It was one of those that caught their eye.

The store was a really small and unremarkable one. If it weren't for Lucy's keen sight, they would've walked right past it. The thing that had caught her attention was the single life-sized doll standing behind the window. It was the perfect depiction of a woman in her twenties. Her eyes were strangely lively. However, it was definitely a doll.

“Let's go inside and see if there are more,” Kate said.

“But don't you think this shop is a bit strange?” Lucy asked.

“The Doll Maker's House,” Vanessa read the name of the store out loud. “It's clearly a place where they make dolls. Very life-like ones, apparently. I'm curious as well.”

It was two against one. Lucy shrugged.

“Well, guess we can take a quick peek.”

It was rather gloomy inside. In the faint light, they found many more dolls standing against the walls. All of them were young women like the first one. The girls were fascinated by their eerily realistic design.

“There are some more deeper in,” an old man whispered behind them.

The three girls let out a shriek. They hadn't noticed him standing behind the wooden counter.

“My deepest apologies for startling you.” The man bowed. “I am the owner of this humble store. If you'd like, please check out my masterpieces in the back.”

“N-No, it was our fault for not paying attention,” Kate apologized. “Come on girls, let's go check out the rest of the dolls.”

When they got to the back of the store, they were in for a real surprise. Indeed, the dolls in there were even more realistic, but that wasn't all... These figures were all restrained in some manner or form. There were girls who simply had their wrists tied behind their back. Others were mummified in tape. A few had been tied in a hogtie. Some were fully clothed, but most were not. They were stripped down to their underwear or were wearing nothing at all. Their faces varied from looks of terror to looks of intense pleasure. Some seemed resigned to their fate while others were forever struggling against their bonds, yelling out in their gags.

“Oh my god,” Vanessa whispered. “This guy is ridiculously into this kind of thing.”

Contrary to how most people would react, these girls weren't freaked out by the sight. Of course, they were overcome with astonishment when they first saw the tied-up dolls, but instead of getting the hell out of there, they stayed to admire the work.

“How about we try out some of those positions when we get back?” Kate asked.

Yes, these three young women were all into bondage. They even tied each other up at times, although they didn't go to such extremes as some of the dolls depicted. Each and every one of the imaginary situations made them feel all tingly.

“So... you like it?” the old man asked. He had sneaked up behind them without warning.

They shrieked again. This time it was Lucy who said something first.

“Well... um...” Just like her friends, her face had turned beet red.

“I take that as a yes.” The man grinned. "I wish you good luck."

Before they knew it, the girls felt the floor disappear below them. They fell into a deep, black hole. Their vision blurred. Everything went dark.

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Please tell me what you thought about the first part and what you think is going to happen. I already have the setting planned out, but I'm curious if someone will already be able to guess it from only this first part. :P
Last edited by WishPaladin on Fri Dec 14, 2012 12:41 am, edited 1 time in total.
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Re: The Doll Maker's House

Postby randomentity » Mon Oct 08, 2012 3:29 pm

Fascinating beginning! Looking forward to seeing where this goes! :)

Oh and in answer to your request for guesses.. From what you said about supernatural etc. I'd say there's probably a decent chance girls that go in the shop get captured, tied up, and eventually either turned into dolls or perhaps trapped stuck in their own bodies as iffff they were realistic dolls.. and maybe even given their power to move (within the confines of any bonds perhaps) back while the shop is closed for the man's amusement maybe or something.. hmmmmm.... That's my personal guessing anyhow :P

Re: The Doll Maker's House

Postby WishPaladin » Tue Oct 09, 2012 8:13 am

randomentity: Parts of your guess are correct. You'll find out which parts when you start reading the second part of the story. :P

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<Lucy's POV>

What had happened? These thoughts crossed my mind when I slowly opened my eyes, only to be greeted by the darkness of a blindfold wound over my head. I shivered. Through my skirt and pantyhose, I could feel the coldness of the hard floor. I couldn't move my legs apart. My hands were stuck behind my back as well. To my horror, I realized that I was tied up like the dolls before. Had that old man done this?

“Vanessa? Kate?” I called out.

“Mmphy!” I heard a muffled voice react. Another voice said something similar. So he got both of them, too... From the sound of it, they were probably gagged.

“Are you guys tied up as well?”

“Mmph.” I assumed that meant yes.

“Have you been blindfolded?”

“Mm-mm.” That was something different than yes. So they were gagged and I was blindfolded.

“Can you move around in any way?”

“Mm-mm,” came the reaction from both. I started to understand where this was going.

“Can I get to where you girls are?”

“Mmph,” one of them answered. However, the other girl reacted with a hesitant 'mm-mm'.

So I would be able to reach one of them, but I couldn't reach the other. If I could reach them, we might be able to untie each other. It was impossible to free myself. I had already tested that. The knots were skillfully tied out of my reach, and the rope work was good enough to keep me stuck for many hours if not days.

“All right. I'll try to make my way to the person I can reach, but I'll need you girls to give me directions. Let's say yelling once means right and twice means left. One long yell means stop, okay?”

“Mmph!”

With the directions of Vanessa and Kate, I managed to worm my way to one of them. On their signal, I came to a halt. When I felt around, I found a pair of hands belonging to one of my friends. I held the knot of my blindfold against her fingers. She untied it. Now I could finally see what was going on.

It was Kate who had untied my blindfold. I understood what they had meant with me being able to reach only her and not Vanessa. I also understood why Kate couldn't get to where I had been lying. Kate had been tied in exactly the same way as me. Her wrists were bound crossed behind her back, and there was rope above and below her knees, as well as above her ankles. Another rope ran from her ankles to a ring on the wall. This prevented her from wriggling away. Vanessa, on the other hand, had been tied in a hogtie and had been put on a rock that would have been impossible for me to climb with my hands behind my back. Yes, a rock. We had been imprisoned in a huge cavern.

I sat myself back-to-back with Kate so we could help untie each other. It took us some time, but we managed. Her hands were freed. She removed the duct tape holding a piece of cloth stuck in her mouth. Then my own hands were freed. Then our legs. Together, we freed Vanessa as well.

“What the hell happened to us?” Vanessa shouted when we took off her gag.

“I think we got kidnapped... or something,” I said.

“It must've been that old man.” Kate was looking around for a way out, but there wasn't any to be seen. However, when the last ropes around Vanessa's legs were untied, a voice reverberated through the cave.

“Congratulations on clearing the first challenge.” It was the old man.

“Challenge?” I asked.

“Hey, let us out of here, you asshole! Or else I'll call the cops!” Kate already had her cell phone in her hand.

“Do not bother. I have already moved my store to another place. Besides, it won't reach the outside world.”

Kate cursed. She had no signal at all.

“Now allow me to introduce myself. I am Doll Maker and you three lovely young damsels are my victims.”

I really didn't like the sound of that.

“You have seen my finest work and wanted to be put in similar situations, yes?”

An image of the life-like dolls restrained in bondage flashed through my mind. My face flushed red from the thought. Yeah, I had thought about that when I had first seen them. I was pretty sure Vanessa and Kate had thought the same. Did he kidnap us just to tie us up?

“You are now inside my House, the realm where I rule. Like many before you, you will attempt to escape. However, me and my puppets will do our utmost best to keep you here... forever.”

Forever?

“You see, there are various traps and challenges waiting for you ahead. All of them involve restraining, and sometimes pleasure or torture, or even both. All of them will hinder your progress. And if you get stuck in a place for too long... you will slowly turn into a doll and become a part of my collection.”

“Transform... into a doll?” Vanessa's eyes were filled with fear.

“He's bluffing, Vanessa,” Kate said.

I didn't think so, though. The dolls in his store had been just too real, too lively. As if captured souls were screaming for freedom. No, he wasn't bluffing at all.

“It is up to you whether or not you believe me. It is you who shall decide your fate. I shall now take my leave. Good luck, and please do enjoy your last moments as creatures of flesh and blood.”

The presence of the Doll Maker disappeared. The cavern shook. Some rocks moved aside, forming an opening. It didn't matter now if we believed him or not. There was only one road to take. And so we departed through the tunnel. At that time, we had no idea what was in store for us...

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And so the story begins... Personally, I think the beginning of the story is rather weak, but that might be because I know what's going to come next. :P
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Re: The Doll Maker's House

Postby randomentity » Fri Oct 12, 2012 10:31 am

Well I disagree about it being weak, I think it's fantastic!! Glad some of my guess was right :P lol.

Keep it coming!! :D

Re: The Doll Maker's House

Postby Chase Ricks » Sun Nov 11, 2012 8:10 pm

I will admit this truly intrigues my interest. I hope when you get around to it, that you will write the third part soon.
From whence I came and whence I went heaven said I was too evil and sent me to hell. Demons and devils succeeded in breaking my soul.

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Re: The Doll Maker's House

Postby WishPaladin » Fri Dec 14, 2012 12:38 am

It's been some time, but rest assured that I haven't abandoned this story. :)

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<Kate's POV>

“Ungh,” I groaned. I was feeling a bit groggy. A funny, softly tingling feeling down below had woken me. What had happened?

A few minutes earlier, no, it could even be a few hours depending on how long I had been unconscious, I had been walking with Vanessa and Lucy into a tunnel. Okay, so far so good. It had been completely dark inside. Yeah, that had been suspicious. We had been on our guard, but it had still taken us by surprise. Heavy nets had fallen down from the ceiling and then someone had grabbed me, and then... There were no memories left after that. So I had been knocked out or something.

I let out an involuntary moan. That tingling feeling was the culprit. Had they put a vibrator under my pantyhose? Not like I had any way to check. A blindfold, probably a sleeping mask, covered my eyes and my hands were stuck behind my back. I could move my feet, but only a little. If I had to take a guess, I'd say they were each connected to the wall with a chain. Calling for help was no good either. They had prevented that by putting a big rubber ball in my mouth. Damn it, I was completely stuck here.

I cursed again. The old man wouldn't get away with this. That story about the dolls was all bullshit. The explanation was simple. That 'Doll Master' was some kind of lunatic pervert who enjoyed trapping young women in a cave under his store. Okay, that still sounded a bit far-fetched, but at least it was a whole lot more believable than a story about magically transforming people into dolls when they are stuck in bondage for too long. Really, what the hell. How did he even come up with that idea?

I chuckled. Yeah, me and my friends had just fallen through a trap door. He had tied us up while we were unconscious and observed us with cameras. His voice was broadcast through microphones and the tunnel had been opened with some remote control. He knew we would be caught in the nets, so he waited until we were stuck and then knocked us unconscious to capture us again. It all made sense. It was only a matter of time before the police noticed we were missing. The man would get arrested and we would be free again.

Right?

I laid there on the floor for a while. Some doubts crossed my mind. What if the story about transforming into dolls was real? If that was true, I was in a really bad situation right now. I was caught, so did that mean I would become a doll?

Not wanting to take the risk that the story might actually be real, I thought of a way to escape. I'd have to take a look at my surroundings first, but I couldn't take off the blindfold, so I had to do something about the ropes around my wrists.

Oh crap. I had let out another moan. Well, yeah, it felt good. I couldn't deny that. In fact, if this had been a game with Lucy and Vanessa, I really would have enjoyed it. But not now. I had to escape, before I turned into... no, no, no, that story was just a bluff. Anyway, I just had to escape. That old lunatic was probably getting off on my helplessness. The mere thought irritated me.

Normal struggling against the bonds didn't seem to work. Looks like he was a pro. If it had been Vanessa doing the tying, I would have been out in about ten minutes. This guy had done an even better job than Lucy would. The ropes had been tied as tight as possible without cutting off the blood flow and they didn't loosen even a little bit however much I wriggled around with my hands. This wouldn't do. I had to come up with another way to escape.

“Mmngh.” I shivered. Being this helpless and being stimulated down below had made me way more horny than it should. Frankly speaking, I just wanted to stay here and enjoy it. I would have been nice if the vibrator started trembling a bit harder.

Oh. Another moan. Had that old man read my mind or something? The intensity had increased all of a sudden. Damn, not now. I needed to focus on my escape. Trying to banish all thoughts about how great the vibrations felt, I explored the texture of the floor with my fingers. Small, jagged rocks. I thought I might make a chance. Ignoring the tempting feeling against my crotch, I started rubbing the ropes against the rugged surface. I would definitely escape!

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So what happened to Lucy and Vanessa, I wonder? :P
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Re: The Doll Maker's House (updated with part 3)

Postby randomentity » Thu Dec 27, 2012 1:58 pm

Thanks for continuing this! Keep it up! :)