Chrissy Daniels - A Very Personal Assistant F/F Part 6 of 6

Postby skybird137 » Mon Jan 05, 2015 8:17 am

(This is a story for the model Chrissy Daniels, and it includes her along with the model Kendra James).

Part 1

Everyone in the firm attended the wedding of Claudia Singleton and Nelson Byrd on Saturday, and the raven-haired brown-eyed beautiful bride was radiant as she walked down the aisle in her white dress with the firm’s owner Kendra James. Claudia had been Kendra’s personal assistant for five years, but this changed when Nelson had visited the firm and it almost seemed like love at first sight.

Chrissy Daniels looked on as Kendra handed Claudia over to her husband, and she was a little intrigued with the comment “Claudia is all yours now. Take good care of her.”

That almost makes it sound as though you owned Claudia and that she is becoming the property of Nelson. It is sad that she is leaving, but she did say that she had to devote herself to her new life with her husband. Even Kendra was sad about that, but it does mean that the position of Personal Assistant will be open, although there are ladies in the administration department who are more senior than I am. One of them is sure to get the position.

After the ceremony was over, Kendra and Claudia embraced as if it was the last close contact that they would ever share, and they both appeared to be tearful for some reason. It was at the reception when Chrissy noticed another change, as throughout her five years at the company, Claudia had worn a black choker with a small square metal buckle. However, although the choker material was the same, there was a diamond shaped buckle on the front. Maybe he prefers that shape, or Claudia might have wanted to put it on to represent a new start. The reception went on for some time, but there came a point when the newlyweds had to retire, so everybody said their goodbyes.

When Chrissy got into work on the Monday morning in her usual work clothes of black mini-skirt, stockings, high-heeled stiletto shoes and long sleeved white blouse, she noticed that there was a sign posted on the main electronic board mentioning that members of staff should for the position of Personal Assistant to Kendra James. In the text it said that anyone in the administration and accounts department can fill in the online application form, and that everyone should make the attempt no matter what their position of seniority in the firm was, because personality traits were very important. Does that mean even I have a chance of becoming my boss’s Personal Assistant? I did notice that she has been noticing me more than usual recently, so there might be a chance of becoming her right hand lady.

The computers had already booted up before the staff had arrived, and Chrissy obtained a cup of coffee before sitting at her desk so that she could have a look at the application. When the office worker got her first look at the application form, she was very surprised because it was more like a questionnaire, as all of the questions were about personal details. However, when she looked at the top of the page, it did mention that every employee’s résumé along with other employment details was already on record, and everyone in the offices had the relevant skills for the job.

Let’s have a look at some of the questions on this list. What kind of games did you play as a child or teenager? What type of cartoons did you like? What are you favourite types of books to read? What are your favourite TV shows or movies? That is an unusual set of questions, but the ones after are very obscure indeed as some seem to have answers that appear to be ambiguous. My guess is that this is some kind of personality test, so that Kendra can find the right person to be her assistant. I have nothing to lose by filling this in, and I do have a chance at working in a much more important position in the firm. There are people here who have a much better chance of being successful at applying, however, so I shouldn’t get my hopes up.

Chrissy filled in the application form, making sure in the process that she gave accurate answers which she knew to be better in this situation, rather than attempting to give answers that made her sound as good as possible, even putting down ‘The Perils of Penelope Pitstop’ as her favourite cartoon. I just hope that being honest doesn’t ruin it for me, but the others probably know how to twist the answers to give themselves a better chance.

After the lady had finished filling in the form, she pressed the button to show that it was complete, and she decided that the best thing to do was to put it out of her mind unless she passed this particular test. The rest of the week proved to be uneventful until Friday afternoon, when she was approached by the manager who was wearing a white elbow length blouse, black leather knee-length high-heeled boots with the heels almost like spikes, black leather elbow length gloves and a black leather knee-length pencil skirt with a hint of black fishnets showing between the top of her boots and the hem of her skirt.

Oh wow, you look absolutely gorgeous like that. Chrissy was flexible when it came to gender and the fact that she had a severe crush on her boss was a secret that she kept to herself, although she did sometimes worry that the others might realise just how much she liked Kendra.

“Ms. Daniels, are you doing anything after work this evening?” Kendra said as she stood to the left of the office worker.

“No Kendra, I have nothing planned for tonight, and if it is important I could have cancelled it anyway.”

“Thank you. When the working day finishes at five o’clock, I need you to come to my office as I have something very important to discuss with you.”

“Yes, Kendra. I won’t forget.”

“Good. I will see you at five, then. Goodbye for now.” As the manager walked back to her office, Chrissy’s imagination started to go in all different directions as various ideas jumped into her mind.

Have I done something wrong? Am I going to be warned about something or end up losing my job? Has she discovered how I feel about her? Oh, I hope that it isn’t anything really bad. Maybe it’s just that she wants to tell me in person that I have failed in my application to be her personal assistant, as she can’t possibly be telling me that I have passed the first round. As there were still a few hours before five o’clock arrived, the worker pushed any thoughts of the meeting out of her mind and she continued with her work until the alarm sounded for the end of the working day. Chrissy made sure that her workplace was neat and tidy before shutting down her computer, and while all of the other ladies were making their way to the exit, she took a bathroom break as she didn’t know just how long the meeting would be.

I hope that Kendra won’t think that I am being lazy by dealing with something necessary first. The worried lady made her way to the room of her manager and as she knocked on the door, she wondered just how bad things were going to become.

“Come in and close the door behind you.” After taking a deep breath so that she could steady her nerves, Chrissy opened the door, entered the room and closed it behind her before she looked around the room for the first time.

Only Kendra and her personal assistant are allowed in this room in normal situations, and for most other people, this room is only seen when they leave the company. There was a triple light arrangement in the ceiling with an electric fan underneath, but there was also a large eyelet under the fan which might be for attaching items. There was a minimum of items in the room and on one side there were a series of wooden doors that could be the entrances for small storage rooms. A metal desk was the only large item in the room, which appeared to have lots of little eyelets attached to it and there was a laptop on top of the desk which was being shut down by the manager.

“You were a few minutes late, Ms. Daniels. Was there a problem?”

“Not a problem Kendra, but I felt that taking a break before we started would be a good idea so that there would be no interruptions.”

“That is very considerate of you, and this means that no breaks will need to be taken as this could take some time. Please sit down in that chair there.” Kendra said as she put the laptop into her case which left the desk bare, although the office worker was still worried as she sat in one of the two armless leather office chairs.

“I can see that you are very nervous, so I will explain what is going on.” The manager said as she sat in the opposite chair to her employee. “You are not in trouble for a start, as your employment record is very good. There is no disciplinary action to be taken and you are not going to be dismissed. This is about your application for the position of Personal Assistant.”

That’s it, I’ve failed. At least you are kind enough to let me know in person. It is a pity as I really wanted to be of use to you, plus I could have worked with you more.

“After checking the forms that were filled in, I have come to the conclusion that out of all the applicants in the company, you are the only one who is suitable. To make this clear, it showed that your personality makes you perfect for the job, while the others would not even be adequate. You were also honest while the others tried to give me what they thought were the best answers, which caused them to rule themselves out.”

I passed! Not only that, but none of the others did, so it looks like a one horse race unless you want to advertise outside the company.

“Thank you Kendra, this is good news and I was expecting something bad.”

“It isn’t finished yet, Chrissy, as I need to perform some very special behaviour and response tests which you will most likely discover to be bizarre. I will need your complete trust when I perform these tests and if you pass, I will employ you as my Personal Assistant. I do have a warning for you before you decide on taking the next step. If you do go through with it and end up failing, you must find employment in another company. I will provide you with a generous severance package along with glowing references so that you will have no trouble finding another job.”

I have to leave if I fail the test? That is a surprise, but you must have your reasons for making this decision.

“Chrissy, you may end this and leave right now if you do not want to take the risk, and I can understand why you would make such a choice.”

I don’t know if this decision is some kind of test, but I would rather try and fail than always wonder whether or not I could have succeeded. I will take your test and prove myself to be successful.

“I know that there is a risk, Kendra, but I am willing to take the chance to prove that I am capable of being your Personal Assistant.”

“Thank you.” Kendra said and Chrissy thought that there was the hint of a smile on the lips of the manager who took a clipboard out of her handbag. “I have your current contract termination here, along with the agreement to be my Personal Assistant.” The manager handed over the clipboard which had a pen attached to Chrissy, who waited for a moment before placing her signature at the relevant places.

“As of now Chrissy, you are my Personal Assistant should you manage to pass the tests. I will explain the tests as they go along, but the most important thing is how you handle them as real life can often bring very strange situations.” After Kendra put the clipboard in the bag, she carried it to one of the doors which was opened and the bag was exchanged for a blue one which was larger.

“The first test is the hostage test, and part of it is to explain how you should behave if you ever find yourself in this position.”

A hostage test? What are you going to do to me?
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Chrissy Daniels - A Very Personal Assistant F/F Part 2 of 6

Postby skybird137 » Tue Jan 06, 2015 3:01 am

Part 2

“I know that you look a little shocked by this idea, but it is an eventuality that you must prepare for.” It only took a moment for the manager to end up standing on the right side of her new assistant. “A friend of mine thought that something like this would never happen to her, but it did and she managed to do everything wrong. Although she did recover in the end, I decided that my assistant must know how to conduct herself properly. It would be easier and more comfortable if you sit across the chair rather than the way you are right now, so if you could turn to your left so that your back is to me, we can get started.”

This is an unusual request, but I did agree to trust you no matter what your instructions are, so I had better get started. Chrissy turned to the left on the chair as she was told to by her manager, so that her left side was to the back of her chair but the assistant wondered what was going to happen next in this test.

“Before I start with the test, I wish to give you a few simple instructions which you need to know. The first is to remain calm at all times no matter what happens, as panic can breed panic which is never a good thing as the other people will be armed. The second is pretending not to know what they are asking for if they ask for something like the combination to my safe, unless they threaten you with severe violence as the items are secondary compared to your safety. Other than that you should remain compliant concerning your captor’s instructions and not act in an aggressive manner as it will elicit a negative response from them. Do you understand, Chrissy?”

“Yes, ma’am.” The assistant said, and she wondered why she responded in that manner.

“Very good, now for this purposes of this test, my safe combination is four ones, I am the leader of the group who have broken in and I am accompanied by two very ugly brutes who are armed. You have to resist any distraction and avoid giving me the combination no matter what I do to you. Now place your hands together behind your back palm to palm.”

I guess that this is when I get tied up by the evil villain, and I hope that you know what you are doing. Chrissy did as she was instructed by her manager, and the lady was most surprised when she experienced a thrill as she put her hands together behind her back. A moment later a rope was wrapped ten times around her wrists, before four winds went between her arms which pulled the loops tight and the ends were knotted together at the top of the rope. That feels so secure, yet it doesn’t hurt at all, so I know that I won’t get injured in this test. It was an instinctual reaction by the assistant as she tried to find the knot with her fingers, but the woman cried out as her hair was grasped before her head was pulled back.

“Listen you bitch, the next time I find you trying to get free from my ropes I will get one of my men to entertain himself with your body. Do you understand?”

“Yes Kendra.” Trying to escape from my bonds while the villain is tying me up? That has got to count as a major mistake, as you are playing a part at this moment. Ouch!

Chrissy’s head was pulled back again by the woman who was acting as her captor who sounded more than a little annoyed when she spoke. “Kendra? I am not Kendra, my title is Mistress James and you had better not forget it. Now say sorry for getting my name wrong!”

You are burying yourself in the role, but that shouldn’t be a surprise as you are trying to teach me how to behave in this situation. “I am sorry, Mistress James. I should not have acted in such a disrespectful manner towards you, and it will not happen again.”

“Good.” Kendra said as she released her grip on Chrissy’s hair before walking around to the front of her assistant with two coils of blue rope and kneeling on the floor. “You will do well to remember to treat me with respect, if you want to get out of this situation in one piece.” One of the ropes was placed on the floor by the manager, while she took the other coil ten times around the ankles of the pretend prisoner, who looked on with interest. There were four loops that were used to cinch the cord, before the ends were taken to the top of the binding, where they were bound together so that the rope could be secured.

Now I can see how it is done, the cinches between my legs can be used to exert precise tension in the rope that is restraining my ankles. It is weird, but I felt a little tingly when you tied my ankles together, but this stage must be over, now that my hands and feet are bound. What are you doing now? As the captive continued to look down, the second rope was picked up by her captor who proceeded to apply the same level of binding to her legs just below her knees. This makes me feel even more helpless, as it further restricts the movements of my legs, but you must be finished after doing this.

Kendra rose from the floor before standing feet apart with her hands on her hips, and a smile appeared on her lips which would have made Chrissy’s knees tremble if she wasn’t sitting with her legs bound together. “Is there anything wrong, prisoner? Are the ropes too tight? Are they hurting you?”

“No, no Mistress James. The ropes are fine and they do not hurt me at all.”

“That is good, as I have more ropes to apply to you in order to make sure that you remain as my prisoner.”

More? Just how many ropes are you going to use on me? As the prisoner was thinking about this comment, her captor walked around to her back and Chrissy was unable to stifle a squeal just a few seconds later, as her elbows were brought close together with a rope binding the top of her forearms together with ten windings.

“What is it, little lady? Are you complaining about what I am doing?” As the manager spoke, she applied three cinches onto the rope just below the elbows of the captive which tightened the ropes around the arms.

“No, Mistress James, I was taken by surprise as I have never experienced having my elbows treated like that. It wasn’t meant to be disrespectful.” Once Chrissy had spoken, the cinches were tightened further which caused the elbows to almost touch, but she managed to remain quiet so as not to elicit a reaction. Oh damn! That is tight on my elbows and my forearms are locked together.

“That is good. Now, I am going to have to do something to keep you quiet as I don’t want somebody to hear you calling out for help.”

Now I am going to be gagged, which means that I’ll end up with a piece of cloth over my mouth which wouldn’t stop anyone from talking. Arms went around the body of the helpless lady and she just about managed to stop herself from gasping, as she saw a large red rubber ball with a black leather strap going through it, in the hands of her manager. Oh my God, what the hell is that thing? That thing can’t go into my mouth as it’s too big!

“Open your mouth as wide as possible, my sweet hostage, as this is your nice big ball-gag.” Kendra said as the ball was moved up to the lips of the helpless lady, and even though Chrissy opened her mouth, she was worried that the ball was too big. Kendra pressed the ball between the teeth of the defenceless lady and she managed to work it into the mouth of the prisoner before the straps were taken around to the back of the captive’s neck where they were buckled to the last possible notch.

You’ve pushed my tongue back with this gag, and it’s filling my mouth!

“Now call for help, like “I’ve been bound and gagged, someone help me!”” Kendra said, and although Chrissy attempted to shout the sentence out, it ended up as a mass of intelligible noise as the gag did its work in stifling he captive’s voice.

“I must admit that you look very cute now that you are bound and gagged, but I must finish restraining your arms.” As the helpless assistant looked down, she could see a rope being wound six times around her waist and lower arms, with the rest of the cord being looped between the arms and body in order to cinch the binding. This was followed by a rope which was used to bind her upper body to her chest, with ten loops each above and below her breasts, but each time the rope went in front of her body, her breasts received a gentle caress at the hands of her captor.

Hey! Stop doing this to me! Chrissy’s indignant squeal attracted the attention of her captor and the bound woman realised that she had made a dreadful mistake as the manager unbuttoned the prisoner’s blouse from the top to the bottom. Oh no, you can’t be thinking of punishing me over that! I was only complaining about being touched. Oh please stop. The panels of the blouse were pulled apart at the chest of the prisoner, which left only her black lace strapless bra covering her bosom and the manager brought her hands up to the breasts of the captive before applying what could best be described as a very forceful grope. You did warn me about there being a response if I did anything to annoy my captors and now it has happened. My poor mounds are being treated like dough.

“Do you wish to complain about what is happening to you?” Kendra said with a dark tone in her voice and the captive shook her head in answer, as she knew that the nodding her head in response would to her getting even worse treatment.

This punishment ended a few seconds later when Kendra released the breasts of the defenceless lady, who was shocked when she realised that she found the bodily intrusion to be quite pleasurable. I just can’t actually have ended up liking what happened to me, after all I have just been molested by my boss!

“I have two more ropes to add to your body and then you will be very secure.” Kendra said as she walked around to the front of the woman who was feeling more defenceless with each passing second, with two more blue ropes and the first was wrapped six times round her legs just above the knees, with three loops added for tightness. The binding of the last rope was very disconcerting to Chrissy, as the hem of her miniskirt was pulled up to the top of her thighs by her captor so that her stocking tops were exposed. The rope was taken around her legs just below her stocking tops six times, but it was the cinching that had a major effect on her as the three loops meant that Kendra’s hands pushed between Chrissy’s thighs six times, before the ends of the cord were tied off.

Having your hands between my legs felt so good, and it felt almost like a caress. What are you doing to me now? There was a caressing sensation on the bare thighs of the bound lady, and as she looked down, she felt as if her cheeks were burning as her captor ran probing fingers over the soft flesh. There must be something very wrong with me, as I’m bound and gagged, yet I’m enjoying you touching me, even though I’m powerless to stop it.

After a few more minutes of sweet caressing had passed, Kendra leaned over and spoke in a low tone close to Chrissy’s ear. “Even though you have made a few mistakes, there were far fewer than I expected, and you have passed part one of the hostage test with ease. I will leave the room with my pretend henchmen and return alone. Part two will start in a few minutes, and I will try to get you to surrender the safe number. Try to resist as long as possible, although this time you are not to hide your reaction to what is happening, but you are to express yourself honestly. Although it may get very uncomfortable and even painful at times, I am quite sure that a woman of your metal will be tough enough to stand it.” Kendra left the room, closing the door behind her which left the very bound and gagged Chrissy thinking about her situation.

OMG, I’m feeling very tingly inside as if I’m thrilled to the bone with all of this, and it has started since I put my hands behind my back. Not only am I getting a kick out of being bound and gagged, but what you have done has resulted in lighting a flame of lust in the most intimate part of my body. What is happening to me?

Chrissy was so lost in thought that she didn’t hear the door open, and it was only when the door was closed that she looked up to see Kendra standing there. The sight that the helpless woman saw made her eyes go as wide as saucers, and she thought that they would pop right out of her head!

Chrissy Daniels - A Very Personal Assistant F/F Part 3 of 6

Postby skybird137 » Sat Jan 10, 2015 9:18 am

Part 3

You look so gorgeous, yet you appear to be incredibly powerful and sexual at the same time. Chrissy’s heart was racing as she gazed upon her captor, and the flame between her legs became stronger as the effect of the clothing worked on her desire. It wasn’t that Kendra had added anything extra to the outfit that she was wearing, and in fact the manager had removed her skirt along with her blouse so that her fiery red underwear was on view. Her bra and panties were lacy in a fifties retro style, although the most impressive garment was the leather corset that covered her body from just above her panties to right below her nipples, and from it hung four red garter straps which were attached the tops of the fishnet stocking on each leg. A small black bag was being held in her left hand and the captive was amazed when she recognised the long thin rod with a flat end that Kendra was holding in her right.

Oh my God, you are amazing like this and the whip that you are carrying just adds to your strength. I feel even more helpless just looking at you, and I can no longer think of you as Kendra as ‘Mistress James’ is far more suitable given our relative positions. It felt to the helpless lady as if her cheeks were burning as she looked at the almost goddess-like figure in front of her and she hoped that her reaction wasn’t obvious so that it could be used against her.

“So, my captive Chrissy, do you like what you see?” Kendra said as she approached the prisoner who discovered that she was trembling as the lady got closer.

I was told for the second part of this test that I should be honest and not hide anything, but answering this will make it harder for me to resist you. Chrissy nodded her head in response to the question as she did like the way that the manager was dressed, but she was puzzled as to why her captor was carrying the riding crop.

“I notice that you are looking at this little thing in my hand.” The lady said as she stood in front of the defenceless lady Well, just in case you are wondering, it is called a riding crop and its main purpose is to be used in horse riding. However, as a whip it is extremely precise so on one hand it can be used to inflict pain.” A moment later, Chrissy was caught by surprise as the end of the whip lashed against the bare flesh of her left thigh, causing her to emit a loud yelp through her gag as the felt the pain in her leg. “On the other hand, this device can also be used to provide pleasure.” As the helpless woman prepared herself for another strike, the tip of the crop was thrust in a gentle manner between her thighs half-way from the thigh and upper knee ropes, before it moved up and down the soft flesh there. A muffled moan escaped the lips of the captive, who discovered that the caress was quite pleasurable and she was becoming confused as to her own reactions to what her captor was doing,

Even though the strike from the crop hurt me for a moment, it almost seemed to to be good as well, because you did it to me. As for the smooth strokes that are occurring between my legs, these feel so good that I do not want them to stop. I just wish that I knew what was going on with my own body and mind, as it appears that Mistress James knows more about how I would behave than I do. Maybe that questionnaire has revealed things about me to her that even I don’t know about, so when this is over I am going to have a lot off questions to ask.

“Now Chrissy, I understand that you have the number to the safe in this office, so I would like you to give it to me in order that we may stop your interrogation before it can begin. Are you willing to tell me what the number is?”

I have to hold onto the number as long as possible, otherwise I could end up failing the test. I know that you are going to use that crop on me, so things are going to become more than a little painful for me when I give you the answer. To say that Chrissy had good reason to be hesitant about replying would be an understatement, seeing as a strong woman was standing there with a whip in her hands, but she took a deep breath before shaking her head.

“Oh, that is such a pity as as you have made a decision that you are going to regret. I will have to do something that we are both going to find to be unpleasant, but you will be receiving the worst of it.” Kendra took a moment to put the bag down on the floor by the captive’s chair before the helpless lady was turned around on the chair so that her back was pressed against the back of the chair. “This is your last chance to give me the information that I want, otherwise you are going to suffer.” The manager said as she lifted the riding crop into the air.

I am not going to fail at this point, so the answer is still no. Chrissy knew that she had no chance of avoiding the inevitable situation, so she shook her head for a second time although she dreaded what was going to happen to her. She cried out through her gag just a moment later, as the end of the crop lashed across her thighs and she bit into the rubber ball that filled her mouth in an attempt to cope with the pain that she experienced every few seconds. It wasn’t long before the captive noticed that the strikes against her legs caused a strong stinging, but even this was enough to cause her to squirm in her chair before long. It’s not that these hurt too- ouch!, much but this is happening every ouch!, few seconds and it isn’t ouch! stopping.

Soon the lashes were impacting on areas of the prisoner’s legs which had already been struck before, with the result that the pain was stronger with caused her to cry out louder. How much longer are ouch! you going to continue whipping me with the ouch! riding crop? If this goes on for much lon-ouch!-ger, I may end up having to surrender the number.

“It appears that making you suffer was a stupid thing to do and it has been quite useless in trying to get you to tell me what I needed to know, so I will try being kind to you instead.” Kendra said as she walked over to the desk so that she could walk back to the captive and she caused the helpless lady’s heart to miss a beat as the manager sat down on the lap of her assistant. “I just hope that I can make up for the way that I treated you earlier.” She said as she ensured that her legs were either side of the chair, while she embraced the defenceless woman who was very surprised at the turn of events.

You are almost treating me like a lover, and seeing as I am bound and gagged I have no way to stop you from being as intimate as you want. Chrissy was pulled close to her captor until their bodies were pressing against each other and she closed her eyes as sweet little kisses were planted along her upper and lower lips.This is just wonderful as I never thought that you kissing me would ever happen, but now I’m in your arms with you pressing your lips against mine. It wasn’t long before the kisses migrated down to the neck of the helpless woman, who started to sigh as Kendra also sucked the flesh into her mouth along with biting the neck in a playful manner. Keep doing this, just keep doing this. Oh yes, that is good as well. Chrissy began to emit load moans as she writhed in her bonds when her breasts were caressed by her captor’s right hand, while Kendra’s left caressed between the thighs of the restrained woman who was becoming more aroused with each passing minute.

Although the captive wanted this moment to go on forever, she ended up feeling more than a little disappointed as the manager pulled back, before reaching over to her right to pick up the small bag that she had walked in. “I think that I will have to make a few adjustments to your clothing if I want to continue.”

Make a few adjustments to my clothing, what do you mean by that? Surely you can’t man to do something to my- oh shit, Oh Shit, OH SHIT! Chrissy’s eyes were wide open with shock as she looked at the trauma shears that her captor took out of the bag and she started to shake her head as she realised what was going to happen. These are used for cutting clothes off emergency patients, which means that you plan to- to-. OMG!

“Is my helpless prisoner a little unhappy about me cutting up her clothes?” Kendra said, and the bound woman nodded in the hope that she would be spared from this ordeal, but her worry increased as she saw a smile form on her captor’s lips. “In that case, all you have to do is give me the combination to the safe and I won’t have to use these nasty scissors on your nice clothes.”

So that’s why you are going to strip me with your scissors, it’s just part of your act to humiliate me so that I will surrender the information. Go ahead then, do your worst but it won’t get you the number. Even though the captive was still concerned about what would happen if she refused, she shook her head and tried to prepare herself for the embarrassment that her captor was going to inflict on her.

“It’s your choice then, Chrissy.” It seemed to Chrissy that Kendra must have done this before, as she wasted no time in making effective cuts that sliced the captive’s blouse into shreds, before it was pulled away from the bound woman’s body and put in the bag. “This is going to be easy to do, though.” Kendra said as she took hold of the hem at the bottom of Chrissy’s dress and the manager cut upward until the skirt was severed at the waist, so that a single strong pull on the material left the helpless assistant in her underwear.

It was a little scary at first, but for some reason, the fire between my legs has grown stronger. Oh no, what are you doing now? Any hope by the bound woman of this particular ordeal coming to an end after her ruined mini skirt was put in the bag, was torn up just like her clothing when the tip of one of the scissor blades was pressed against her abdomen. It was moved up her body at a slow rate until it was behind the little strip of sloth that held the two cups of her strapless bra together. Oh please no! If you cut that then bra will come apart and my breasts will be exposed!

“Oh well, if you don’t give me the information that I want, at least you can make a clean breast of things.” The two blades pressed together, accompanied by a snipping sound and as Chrissy looked down in horror, the cups fell down which left her breasts exposed, along with her erect nipples which showed just how aroused she was. You will know just how I am feeling, and I am sure that you will use it against me.

“It appears that you are a very hot prisoner, Chrissy and in more ways than one.” The manager said as she pulled the bra away from the captive’s body before depositing it into the bag, and the helpless woman emitted a shriek as she felt a hand press against her Mound of Venus. “You are very hot indeed.”

Why did you have to touch me there? Part of me wants you to move your hand away, yet I want you to caress me as well! There must be something wrong with me!

“I would be neglectful in my duties if I allowed my prisoner to overheat, so I will help you to cool down.”

This sentence caused the defenceless woman to tremble as she realised what it meant, but she knew that there was nothing she could do to stop this without throwing her job prospects out of the window. You must be bluffing, as I doubt that you would do that to me, even as part of a test. A second later, Chrissy discovered that her manager wasn’t bluffing when she made two cuts severing the panties on either sides of the prisoner’s body, and a sharp tug was all it took to leave the helpless woman exposed on the chair while the mutilated garment was placed in the bag. Oh fuck, you’ve stripped me naked!

As the manager put the scissors in the bag which was itself placed on the floor, Chrissy shivered as she realised that although she had felt helpless before, it was nothing compared to the vulnerable state that she was experiencing in her nudity.

“Now, I shall continue the interrogation...”

Chrissy Daniels - A Very Personal Assistant F/F Part 4 of 6

Postby skybird137 » Mon Jan 12, 2015 12:46 am

Part 4

Oh shit, are you going to take this all the way with me? As the captor planted soft kisses on the neck of the bound nude, the tips of her fingers traced soft patterns over the breasts of the captive who was starting to moan from pleasure. This is the worst thing about my interrogation, as it is far easier to resist pain than pleasure. It is so hard to fight against something that you want, and I have wanted you so badly for a long time now. As the sweet kisses moved down to Chrissy’s shoulders along with the flesh being sucked and bitten, her nipples were gripped, twisted and pulled in a gentle manner which added more fuel to the fire which burned at her centre of lust.

If you keep doing to this to me much longer, then something is going to happen which you will not be expecting. It wasn’t long before Kendra’s fingers moved down to the abdomen of the helpless woman, who started to writhe a little as soft kisses were being landed on her chest, just above her breasts. This all feels so good, and it’s as if you are making love to me. As the first tender impacts of Kendra’s lips occurred on the mounds of Chrissy’s breasts, the captive’s hips started to twitch as a pair of hands started to caress all over her thighs. Don’t stop, please don’t stop. Kendra started to suck and bite at the soft flesh that hung from the chest of the bound woman and her fingers slipped between the captive’s bound thighs, with them almost going to the top of the legs.

You can go further, I wouldn’t stop you now, even if I could. A cry of delight escaped Chrissy’s gagged lips as the tip of her captor’s tongue traced a circular path over the top of the areola encompassing her right nipple, and she attempted to thrust her chest forward in order to obtain a greater feeling of pleasure. Her next cry was even louder, as along with the area around her left nipple being licked by her captor, a hand started to rub against her already sensitive Mound of Venus, which fanned the flames of her lust. Each of the bound woman’s nipples in turn was given sweet kisses as she thrust her chest forward, and a moment later she screamed as she threw her head back, when the fingers of the manager’s other hand started to run up and down the petals of the captive’s lustful flower.

“If you give me the combination to the safe, I will stop torturing you and bring an end to the sexual molestation of your body, as you must hate being treated in such a horrible way.”

Are you joking? This is absolutely wonderful and I want you to go on so that I am taken to that incredible moment when my body becomes ecstatic. You have made a big mistake if you thought that this would break me. Chrissy’s response was to shake her head as if she was being defiant, when in actual fact she hoped that it would goad her captor to work even harder at the supposed torture.

“In that case, you are going to suffer so much, because of your stubbornness.”

Every moment was one of bliss for the helpless lady, as each nipple in turn was sucked into the mouth of her manager, before teeth pressed against them in a gentle manner so that they could receive erotic twists and pulls which sent shockwaves of pleasure through the captive’s breasts. The caresses over her Mound increased in strength and intensity, while fingers were rubbing and probing deep into the intimate lips of the lady so that she was close to the moment of her erotic explosion. I’m going to come! Just one moment more and you are going to make me come. Second by second, the flame in Chrissy’s lust grew to the point where she knew that the orgasm that she so craved was just seconds away, and the only thing on her mind was the moment of pure bliss.

However, when the helpless lady was right on the brink of this incredible experience, Kendra stopped, rose from the chair and said “Congratulations, you have passed the hostage test. Well done Chrissy, you have exceeded all of my expectations.”

I was so close; oh fuck I was so close! Now I am in sexual torture, as I have an inferno between my legs with nothing to quench it with! Why didn’t you just let me come! Chrissy was crying out in her denial of bliss and she was kicking her legs out as she thrust her hips back and forth, in the vain hope of providing further stimulation which would allow her to orgasm. Oh fuck, I’m stuck like this now for the remainder of your tests, and all I am going to be able to think about from now on is this tormenting ache in my intimacy.

“I can see how much you have suffered under my torture, so I thought it best not to continue hurting you. I have another test for you now, as I like my personal assistants to wear shoes with very high heels, just like mine.” Kendra took hold of the back of the chair on which Chrissy was squirming in her denial, and it was rolled on its wheels to the far side of the room, next to one of the wooden doors. Once the tormented captive was in position, Kendra opened the closest wooden door and retrieved a pair of black patent stiletto shoes with the biggest heels that Chrissy had ever seen.

How can I walk on those things? I don’t think that I can even walk at the moment with this horrible distraction inside my loins, and I will end up falling down anyway.

“I know that wanting my assistant in shoes like these are a weakness of mine, but I do like to see them being worn on the feet of a lady.” Kendra said as she removed the shoes that Chrissy was already wearing, and these were put into the storage space by the manager before she put the new shoes onto the feet of the helpless nude, buckling the strap across her ankles so that they could not be removed. “You should get used to these for a moment before you stand up, as they will be a little trickier to move in than your old shoes.”

Haven’t you noticed in your desire to test your shoes on my feet that I’m still naked? Okay, I’m in thigh high black stockings, but that hardly matters with my breasts and lustful lips on view. You are still in your underwear, but the hostage test is over, so why aren’t we getting dressed?

“Oh, I see that you are looking at my underwear. Does that mean you are concerned about the fact that I am not getting dressed?” Kendra said, and there was a nod from the helpless lady before she continued. “To be honest, is there any point in getting dressed? After all, no one else is going to see us, and we have already seen each other like this. Plus, getting dressed would just waste time and seeing as there is no better way of testing how well you can move in these, than when you are very restricted, it would just require untying and tying you up again.”

“I must admit that my testing methods are very unorthodox, but they have helped me to find very effective personal assistants. If it makes you feel any better, Claudia went through the same situation as you have, and she even took on a greater challenge when hopping in the shoes than any other assistant. Do you consider yourself to be inferior, weak and more timid than her?”

I am not inferior to my predecessor and I can show you that I am every bit as strong and as capable as she was, by taking on the same challenge! There was a violent shake of the captive’s head as she was angry at the idea of being thought of as someone who was weak, and she became even more determined to succeed at her manager’s very unusual tests. However, as she made her first attempt to stand up, the massive distraction between her legs along with her very restrictive bondage caused her to fall back down onto her chair, eliciting a cry of laughter from her manager.

“Oh Chrissy, I’m sorry but it does look so funny when someone tries this and falls back in the process. Be more careful of your balance when you do make the attempt, and I’m sure that you will stay upright.”

That was very embarrassing and I don’t want to do it again. This time the helpless woman did her best to ignore the fire in her lust, and as she pushed herself up, she took more care with the balance of her bound body so that she could remain upright.

“That was brilliant, Claudia took four tries to succeed and you did it in two! Now, just try to take very small hops in you new shoes, as I do not expect you to go far like this. Don’t worry about falling as I will be here to catch you.”

Chrissy did her best to concentrate as she bent her knees, and although she was fearful of the result she managed to push herself up and forward for a little hop, with her keeping herself just about balanced on landing. It was a little easier to do the next two hops, but the captive almost lost her balance at one point, when she thought about a time five years ago. We all knew Claudia as being very prim and proper, especially before she became your personal assistant five years ago. If I understand your comments correctly, then she would have had to go through everything that I have, plus there is more to come. Poor pompous prudish Claudia, I imagine that it must have been a massive shock for you to end up getting tied up, being sexually teased and then being made to hop around naked. However, if you could do this, then I can.

As the helpless woman continued in her hopping, she giggled at the thought of a lady that she had considered to be very prim and proper having to move around a room in bonds like these. I just wish that I had been there to see it, but now that I think about it, she was softer after her test for becoming a personal assistant, and she always blushed when someone commented on the heels of her shoes.

Before Chrissy had realised what she was doing, she had hopped about half-way across the room when she was asked to stop by her manager. “That is very good Chrissy, and this has shown how you can deal with a very challenging situation. The next stage is dealing with something that is very embarrassing and quite uncomfortable, as I want to see how good you are with your endurance in such a situation. This one is optional, but do you want to accept it?”

Yes, if stiff and prim Claudia was able to do this, then I can as well. There was a nod from the captive, so the lady went back to the first door, and she took something long and glittery out of the area before closing the door.

“Now, close your eyes as I do not want to spoil the surprise for you.” Kendra said, so Chrissy followed the order, thinking that if her predecessor had managed to get through this challenge, then she would find it to be no problem at all.

Any thought of this being easy disappeared in an instant as her own shriek was rattling in her ears while pain radiated throughout her right breast, with the centre being at her nipple which felt as if it was being crushed. She barely had time to open her eyes again when a second scream escaped her lips, with something pressing down like a vice on her left nipple. After a few seconds had passed, the pain in her pressed flesh lowered in intensity until it was a very strong ache and the woman was shocked when she opened her eyes.

What on earth have you attached to my nipples? On each crushed nipple, there appeared to be some kind of spring device, and they were connected by a long chain that was hanging from the other end. This has to be some kind of torture device, but where did you get this from?

“Did I forget to mention that Claudia shrieked her head off when I put them on her?” Kendra said “Anyway, seeing as this is going to be much more difficult, you only have to hop to the table, and it is less than half the distance that you have gone so far.”

How can this be so difficult? Maybe it was agony when you attached these things to my nipples, but this area just aches now. I’ll try one little hop. AAAAH! When Chrissy landed after making her little hop, she found out just how bad it was when the chain shifted, which caused the clamps to pull against her nipples and change the ache back into the pain that she first experienced. If Claudia did this, then so can I. As the lady continued her slow progress towards the table with each hop being punctuated by a shriek escaping her lips, she noticed that something else was happening in her body. This is adding more fuel to the fire between my legs, which is creating a double torment for me as it is becoming intolerable again.

When the bound woman was halfway to the table she was also moaning, as the flame of her lust was making her so aroused that she wanted the manager to caress her, so that her burning desire could be sated. Every hop closer to the table not only tormented her breasts but it was also driving her mad with desire, and by the time she was at the corner of the table, she was begging for anything that would help her get her release.

“I can see that this is troubling you Chrissy, so I will get something that will help cool you down. Just stand there while I am gone for ten minutes and don’t do anything.” Kendra said, and she headed towards the office door before leaving the room which left Chrissy on her own with her intimacy screaming for attention.

It was at this moment that Chrissy noticed the rounded corner of the table, and she could see that it was about the height of her hips. Is it possible, could I use the table to rid myself of my sexual torment? It’s worth a try, and if I don’t succeed in ten minutes then I can hop back here. The captive was so close to the corner that she was able to shuffle up to it after a few seconds and she sighed with relief as the rounded corner pressed against her Mound of Venus. That feels so good, even though I’m going to look silly as I use a table to make me come. Chrissy started to rub her Mound up and down against the corner, while varying the pressure by thrusting her hips back and forth, and this seemed to be working as she felt that she was on the brink of orgasm.

It was unfortunate for the pleasure seeking prisoner, that her state of lust had preoccupied her to such a degree that she didn’t hear the opening of a door…

“Chrissy! Why the hell are you fucking my office table!”

Chrissy Daniels - A Very Personal Assistant F/F Part 5 of 6

Postby skybird137 » Tue Jan 13, 2015 5:33 am

Part 5

Oh no, I’ve really made a mess of things, and you have caught me in the act! Now it’s all ruined, and you are sure to fail me for this! Chrissy shuffled around on the spot to face her manager who appeared to be very angry at what she had just seen.

“I am so disappointed in you, Chrissy, especially after you had come so far in this test. It is so bad that you have managed to screw your situation up, both metaphorically and literally.”

You are going to fail me and after all I’ve been through already! Tears were forming in the eyes of the captive as she realised that she had gone through everything for nothing, and she bent her legs at the knees as she started to beg and plead through her gag. Please let me have another chance, I’m sorry that I let you down, and I didn’t mean to wrong you.

To Chrissy’s surprise, the manager’s features softened when she saw how apologetic the captive was, and her words appeared to be less harsh. “You do give the impression that you are sorry for misbehaving, so I will give you a chance to redeem yourself by offering yourself up for punishment. Be warned that when I apply a punishment in this situation, it is immediate and very strict. However, should you accept your punishment; there is no turning back once it is being applied.”

I can’t afford to fail now, so I’ll take your punishment, even though it is going to hurt.

“This is your choice now, Chrissy. Do you want me to punish you, so that you can be forgiven for your transgression?” There was only moment’s pause between her comment and the captive nodding her head, and the manager started to untie the ropes holding the helpless lady’s arms to her body.

I have a suspicion that you are doing this to prepare me for my punishment, but why are you putting the ropes on the table? As the bound Chrissy watched, her manager pushed the table on its castors to a position underneath the lighting, before getting up on top of the table with ease. That was no problem to you, even with your boots on, so you must have done it several times before. One of the ropes was picked up by the lady as she stood up and Chrissy as puzzled as to why one end of the rope was threaded through the eyelet, before it was pulled down to waist level. How are you going to punish me with a rope?

Once Kendra had dismounted from the table, she pushed it back into its original position before walking over to the hanging rope. “Hop over here and once you have done that, turn around so that your back is to me.”

It must be part of the punishment after all, but I’d rather go through a short punishment than never see you or the company again. I wonder if Claudia had to go through this routine at any time, as it sounded as though this happened more than a few times. Chrissy did as she was told and hopped over to her manager, even though each jump caused her to yelp out as her nipples were jolted by the clamps that were hanging from them. Once the prisoner had reached the right spot, she turned around so that her back was to her manager and she felt something being connected to the bonds around her wrists.

“I’m tying one end of the rope to your wrists, and you need to be prepared to bend over in a second.” Said Kendra, and it was just a few seconds later when the helpless lady’s hands were being pulled upward which caused her to lean forward a little. As the bound captive’s wrists continued to move up, she was force to bend over further until her body was parallel to the floor with her hands high above her back, and the position of her feet made her worried that she was going to topple off balance.

“I have just one last thing to do.” One end of the remaining rope on the table was tied to the centre of the chain that connected the nipple clamps together and the rest was wrapped around Chrissy’s ankles so that any little movement inflicted pain on her nipples. Kendra picked up the riding crop before walking around to behind the captive. “Bite down on your gag and make sure that you have a lungful of air because you will want to scream out. You will only receive six strikes as a punishment, but even this will be an ordeal for you. Get ready.”

That riding crop is only a little thing, how on earth-

“One.”

Any coherent thought that Chrissy had at this moment vanished when the cheeks of her bottom were struck for the first time, causing her to shriek through her nose, and her involuntary squirming on the end of the rope caused her to scream again as this exerted an extreme pull on the clamp chain. No sooner had the helpless woman recovered, when Kendra called out “Two.” which started a second round of screams and struggles…

After the sixth stroke, the crop was put back on the table by the manager who walked to the front of the sobbing captive and she put her right hand on the head of the punished lady. “Believe me when I say that you are not the first personal assistant that I have had to punish. Do you remember the Alison and Angela incident?”

Yes, that was a few years ago when Claudia caught the two ladies having a quite clinch in the storage room. She taped their hands behind their backs, their ankles together before gagging them, and she forced them to hop into the main office where they were made to face the wall while she spanked their bottoms twelve times each. When you found out what had happened the next day, you invited them to your office and they left an hour later with big smiles on their faces. After that, Claudia was much more considerate concerning her behaviour. Are you telling me that you-?

“When I asked the girls to my office, I told them that they must never mention what happened in there. When they entered, they found Claudia in the same position that you are in now. First, I delivered twelve strokes to her bottom which was the same that she gave to each of the ladies, and they each whipped her bottom twelve times with the crop as well.”

At least I know that you are being fair to me, and that this is the punishment that I will receive if I do anything wrong. What I don’t understand is how Claudia let you do that to her, as she had the strongest and most dominating personality that I know of. What happened to her so that she would let you do that? A moan escaped the lips of the prisoner whose bottom was a bright pinkish colour, as the fire in her loins was still as strong as before.

“It sounds as if that special point of intimacy is driving you crazy with lust. Is this true?” There was a slow nod from the helpless woman, as she thought that this was going to be a trick by her captor to inflict even more torment on her body, and she looked up at Kendra with a worried look in her eyes. “I will sate your lustful desire.” The manager said as she untied the rope that connected the captive’s chain to her ankles. “However, I expect you to do the same for me as I am feeling very aroused at the moment. I will help you up on the table so that you can satisfy me, then I will provide you with the ecstasy that you so desperately crave.” As Kendra untied the rope that held Chrissy’s hands high in the air, the captive breathed a sigh of relief as she was able to stand up straight again.

Kendra opened another one of the doors and took out a large bag before returning to her defenceless prisoner and she untied the four ropes that bound the helpless woman’s legs together, before guiding her to the table so that she could be helped to sit on the top at one of the narrow sides. The end of one rope was tied around Chrissy’s right leg just above the knee, while a second length of cord was bound to the left leg in the same position, before the lady was made to lie on her back. Her right leg was bent at the knee until the heel of her boot pressed into her bottom, a length of rope was wrapped around her right thigh and ankle six times with two cinches between her legs, and this was repeated with the lady’s left leg, which left her frogtied.

“I need to change your gag, and I must warn you to remain quiet while I do so, as you do not want another punishment from me.” Kendra reached into the bag so that she could take out a large ring-gag, and she unbuckled the straps of the ball-gag before removing it from the mouth of the helpless woman. The large ring was placed between the teeth of the vulnerable captive and the two straps were taken around to the back of her neck, where they were buckled together. Chrissy’s right leg was laid flat so that the knee was at the edge of the table and the other end of the piece of the rope from above the knee was tied to an eyelet in the leg. Her left leg was secured in the same way and the captive felt rather vulnerable with her legs forced apart like this.

“You can stick your tongue out through the hole in the gag, which is the reason why I have put it on you. After all, it is your tongue that I need right now, and I will give you instructions on how to use it.” The manager said as she removed her panties, before getting on top of the table and kneeling in a position that ensured that her lips of lust were directly above the gag that forced Chrissy’s mouth open. “Now, this is what you are going to do…”

Chrissy was surprised at the instructions that her manager was giving her, but she followed them and soon she was amazed to hear a cry of ecstasy from the lady above her as the woman convulsed and twitched on the table. This is amazing, I’m bound, gagged and completely helpless, and yet I have just made love to you! I hope that you are going to keep your word. It took a few minutes for the manager to rouse from her state of bliss, but after that she dismounted from the table, put her panties back on and turned around so that her back as to the captive, before taking something out of the bag which she strapped to her pelvic area.

“Do not be frightened when I turn around, even though you may be surprised by what you may see.”

As Kendra turned around, the lady who was bound to the table cried out in surprise as she saw the item that was attached to the Mound of Venus of the manager, and she struggled in the bonds as she lay there. OMG, you are wearing a huge fake- a fake cock! You must be planning to use it- use it on me!

“Oh don’t get your panties in a twist, wait they already are in the bag, sorry. This isn’t the first time I have used this on a lady, so don’t be worried about it.” Kendra said as she approached the lady, who started to moan with pleasure as the device started to press at the gap between her swollen lips of lust.

You’re going to fuck me! My own boss is going to fuck my cunt! Chrissy screamed with delight as her manager plunged the shaft into her tunnel of lust, and she started to writhe in her bonds as the phallus started to slide in and out of her at a steady rate. This is like some kind of weird dream, but if it is, I hope that I don’t wake up before Kendra makes me come. After a few minutes the thrusts became faster and stronger, with the helpless lady thrusting her hips against those of her captor, as she attempted to gain as much pleasure as possible.

Soon, the manager increased the pace of her thrusts as she started to slam against the intimacy of the helpless woman, and Chrissy began to cry out at each caress of her most sexual area by the device that was strapped to the lady who had bound and gagged her. Please hurry up and bring me to my peak so that my bonfire of lust can be drenched in the depths of orgasm. When the captor’s actions became even faster and stronger, Chrissy felt the flames of her lust grew to such a degree that she knew the moment of her ecstasy was just moments away.

Oh fuck, Oh Fuck, OH FUCK! A long and loud scream escaped from the gagged mouth of the helpless lady as the long awaited orgasm took control of her senses and she convulsed in her universe of bliss…

Chrissy Daniels - A Very Personal Assistant F/F Part 6 of 6

Postby skybird137 » Wed Jan 14, 2015 3:11 pm

Part 6

Chrissy lay on the table for some time as she basked in the afterglow of her orgasm, and it was when the captive heard the office door close that she was roused enough to look up. You must have got dressed while I was still in a state of bliss, and you look better than ever in your blouse and skirt. Kendra walked over to the bag beside the table before pulling an item out and she strode over to the table where she leaned over the captive who was staring at the object. Is that some kind of gag? There are straps on either side, and there appears to be some kind of tube attached with an oval shaped small balloon with another balloon directly on the other side of the gag.

“This is to use with your ring-gag, Chrissy. I’ll just attach it for now, before you take the final test.” The helpless woman was surprised at how easy it was for the balloon to be inserted through her ring-gag, although she was puzzled about the hanging tube with the other inflatable part connected. Kendra took the two straps around to the back of the bound woman’s neck and buckled them together to the tightest notch so that the panel part of the gag pressed against the prisoner’s face.

That does seem to fill quite a bit of my mouth. I wonder what your final test will be? The ends of the ropes that bound Chrissy’s knees to the table were untied, and Kendra held tight onto the captive as she lifted with all of her strength, so that she could deposit the bound lady onto the floor in a kneeling position.

“I have just one more test to perform, and you have to do nothing at all.” Kendra said as she walked over to one of the other doors, opened it, and pulled out what appeared to be a blue four-wheeled low platform trolley with a long handle. before closing the door again. As the device was wheeled closer, Chrissy could see an eyelet on each of the four sides of the device which suggested that something was to be tied to the little cart. Are you going to put me on it for the final test? I don’t know why you would want to do that, but I can’t fight back anyway so I might as well see what you have in store for me.

Once the trolley was pulled up next to the bound nude, her Manager picked her up and deposited her so that she was facing the front with her knees between the two side eyelets. Her right knee rope was threaded through the eyelet on the right side of the cart before it was pulled, so that her right knee was forced to the right of the body where it was nearly on the edge of the cart. After the rope was tied off, the procedure was repeated on the left knee rope, with the result that the defenceless lady’s knees were wide apart in a display of extreme vulnerability.

I can’t even close my legs like this, which suggests that you must have something very intimate in store for me. The manager took another rope out of the bag and took one end around the waist of the helpless captive, tied a knot at the front of her waist before threading the rope between her legs. Kendra took the free end up and underneath the loop around the captive’s waist at the back, before threading it through the eyelet at the rear of the cart, and taking it around the cord that bound the lady’s wrists together. As the rope was pulled tight, Chrissy moaned with pleasure as the material rubbed against her lips of lust which were still very sensitive, and she felt her arms being pulled away from her body before the other end of the rope was tied to her wrists. It seems as though my arms are pointing at the rear of the cart, but what have you got planned for the front of the cart? Oh No!

While the prisoner was looking over her right shoulder at the back of the cart, Kendra was threading a short chain with a small latch eyelet hook on each end through the trolley front eyelet and the vulnerable woman yelped as one of the ends was attached to the clamp chain. The other end was pulled tight, which caused the lady to cry out again, before the second hook was also secured on the clamp chain so that the captive’s breasts were forced out of shape. You’ve chained my tits to the front of the trolley! I can’t even move on this thing without torturing myself!

“I have just one last adjustment to make, so if you just shake your head if you cannot breathe.” Kendra took hold of the bulb that was hanging from the end of the tube and started to squeeze on it, with the result that the latex balloon in Chrissy’s mouth started to inflate.

Oh shit, what are you doing now? As the balloon continued to inflate, the prisoner soon found it impossible to breathe through her mouth and the gag started to press against the soft palate at the back of her mouth. After another few pumps of the bulb, the palate was sealed and the powerless woman found that she was unable to breathe at all, which sent her into a state of panic as she shook her head. Kendra pressed a button on the bulb which caused the gag to deflate a little and Chrissy discovered that she could take measured and slow breaths through her nose.

“Try to scream out, Chrissy.” Kendra said and although the lady did her best to make a noise, she was only able to make a whimpering sound. “You can inhale or exhale slowly at the moment, but screaming requires a lot of air going through your vocal cords which you cannot do. Now, I shall double-check that it is working.” As Chrissy looked on in horror, her manager took hold of the eyelet chain before she pulled on it as hard as possible, causing agony to radiate through the breasts of the captive. This time, the bound woman screamed out as best she could, but the result was just a low whine as the gag did its job in controlling her breath.

“I have something special to add, which will help to keep you entertained for a little while.” A large vibrator was taken out of the bag by the manager, who pushed Chrissy’s crotch-rope to one side so that the device could be inserted into the captive’s tunnel of lust. The crotch-rope was put back into position so that the object could be held in place within the woman’s body, and a button was pressed on the bottom which activated the device.

Oh, that feels so good, that feels so very good, and I can add a little extra pleasure as well. It only took a moment for Chrissy to discover that she could pull on the crotch-rope with her hands, which caused the ropes to press against her intimacy as well as making the vibrator move a little in and out of her tunnel. While Kendra was cleaning up the office and putting the other items in the storage areas before picking up her handbag, Chrissy was already moaning and writhing on the cart.

“I see that you are enjoying yourself on the cart. Is it comfortable on there?”

At the moment, it is wonderful with this device buzzing away inside me. Chrissy looked up and nodded in response to the question, before she got back to tugging on the crotch-rope.

“That is good news.” Kendra said “I have two things to tell you, then. One, you have passed the test with flying colours and you are now my Personal Assistant. Two, this is precisely how you will be travelling between work and my home from now on.”

That is great news, I actually passed your test and now I will- Wait? WHAT THE FUCK? Chrissy looked at her manager in shock was the woman walked over to the office door which was opened before she returned to take hold of the trolley handle.

“There’s no need to be worried, Claudia did this for five years, and this is how her two predecessors travelled as well.” There was nothing Chrissy could do to prevent herself from being wheeled out of the room, and she was in a state of shock about what was happening.

“You are now my personal assistant.” Kendra said as she locked the door to her office. “Well, to be more precise, my very personal assistant.” The handle was gripped again and the trolley was wheeled along the corridor to the elevator which would take them down to the basement car park. “Okay, to be honest, you are my new bondage sex-slave.”

Kendra pressed the button to summon the elevator while Chrissy started to fight against her bonds, even though it became an act of self-torture as the clamps pulled against her breasts. “Oh, I think that you understand why I put that gag on you, as you would be screaming right about now. You won’t behave like that for long though, as in a few days you will be a wonderful submissive. If you don’t want to keep the position by Monday morning I will free you and you can find a job with another company, as I will not want an unwilling slave.”

I am not a submissive person, and you will not be able to turn me into a willing slave by Monday. Chrissy ceased her struggles as she heard what her manager had said, and she rested on the trolley as she was wheeled past the open doors of the elevator. there is no way that you can turn me into a submissive person by Monday either.

“Good, I didn’t want you to hurt yourself, as that would make me unhappy.” Kendra said as the elevator started to descend to the basement. “Did you ever wonder why Claudia accepted my punishment rather than leave the firm or protest?”

I recall that earlier, when you told me about it. Why did she do it? Chrissy nodded.

“When Claudia realised what she had done as a reaction to a severe betrayal in her past, she begged me to punish her and even have the two ladies punish her as well.”

Wait, she asked you to punish her? But she is dominant through and through?

“Under the shell which she put on to protect herself from the rest of the world, Claudia is a true submissive. The questionnaire that you filled in on Monday provides a major psychological profile which shows just how submissive or dominant a person truly is. Nelson Byrd, the man who married Claudia, checked your answers and told me not only how submissive you are but how to bring it to the surface. He also told me that you are in denial about your true nature as a defence mechanism.”

The elevator door to the basement opened and the helpless woman saw that there was only a single black van there, which she was being wheeled towards.

“You see, I cannot make you become submissive, just as a farmer cannot make a seed grow into a plant. What we can both do is give the optimum environment for growth and allow nature to take its course.” Once they were by the rear of the van, Kendra unlocked the doors, before opening them and pressing a button which caused a rear section of the van to descend. When it had reached the ground, Chrissy was pulled onto it and the button was pressed again which raised the captive into the van.

“You are a seed just waiting to grow, Chrissy, and you will bloom into a wonderful flower.” There were four slots in the back of the van and the wheels of the trolley fitted into them, while the prisoner was still trying to take in everything that her manager was saying.

“I know that you will try to resist me, and I don’t blame you for doing so. However, the simple truth is that you will be trying to fight your own true nature, and that battle has but one outcome in which your submissive side will win.” Kendra reached into her bag and took out a clothing accessory which Chrissy recognised in an instant, along with who had been wearing it up until last Saturday.

That’s Claudia’s choker! Are you going to make me wear it?

“When I told Claudia about you having shown yourself to be suitable, she was happy that I found a new companion to wear the special choker.” Chrissy was surprised by the fact that her only reaction was to blush as the choker was attached around her neck. “You will be seeing Claudia sometime on Sunday, as I am sure that you two will become very close friends. Even though she had a shell-like cover around her mind when I took her captive on a Friday evening, I had her eating out of my hand by Sunday evening like an adorable little lamb, once her true self was freed.”

Kendra reached under Chrissy’s body and pressed the vibrator for a second time, which increased the pleasure that the device provided to the captor who was wondering what was in store for her. “Claudia took under forty eight hours to discover who she truly was, so I think that your fake exterior will be gone in under twenty four. By then you will not want to leave this life.”

If that is true then you have already won, and I have been defeated. No, that’s not what you mean, as the truth would be that we both win, so am I fighting a battle on the wrong side?

“By the way, the clamps and vibrator provide a strong enough effect at the moment.” Kendra said as she got into the driver’s seat. “However, once we start moving, you will feel every little bump in the road that will go right through your body. The journey home will take half-an-hour, by which time you will be begging me to allow you to come.”

As the vehicle started up and pulled out of the basement, Chrissy experienced every little bump as it affected both the vibrator and her clamps and it took about five minutes before she started begging for help from her manager, only to realise that the gag prevented her from making any noise.

Please Mistress James, please stop the van and help me, I need to come so badly!

The End.