Slave Girls in Bondage
Chapter 7
Finally time came to release Janice from the elevator. The straps were
loosened and she was pulled forward. She knelt at their feet before they removed
the blindfold. An Amazon attached ano When they wanted to change Janice's
attire, they did what they wanted to and there was nothing the beautiful
brunette could do about it. First they dragged her to her feet. She stumbled
along after them as they dragged her to part of the room where slave girls'
could be secured as they wanted. She tried to keep on her feet, but found
herself falling over as they kept her off-balance to keep her under control.
At the correct spot in the room another Amazon waited holding the end of a
chain that was attached to the ceiling a few meters away. The two pulled the
beautiful captive upright so the woman could attach the hook on the end of the
chain to the ring on the right side of her collar. She then walked beyond the
three of them to another chain that hung down from the ceiling. Janice tried
to look to see what the woman was doing, but an Amazon grabbed her by her hair
at the nape of her neck. By pulling back as far as she could, she made the
captive stare straight up at the ceiling. The Amazon pulled the chain over
until she could attach it to the ring on the left side of the slave collar.
Janice could offer no resistance.
Now that they had her secured, the Amazons let go of their captive. Janice
was bound and gagged. She wore the leather collar of a slave girl. There was
nothing she could do but obey their every command.
"Spread your legs apart, Slave Girl." Janice moved her feet until they
were almost a meter apart. Her pubic hair and pussy were visible from in front,
but they did not want her to show off her charms (at least not yet). "Further.
Further! Get a switch someone. She needs a lesson in obeying."
Janice spread her legs as far apart as the chains to her collar would
allow. As she moved her feet apart, her upper body descended. They had her
spread her legs until her head had descended so far that the chains were taut.
The Amazons quickly attached leather cuffs to her legs at the ankles, and
attached short chains between rings on the cuffs and rings on the floor. Janice
could not bring her legs together. She could not raise her body.
"We have a new gag for you," Danielle cooed in her face. "I think you will
really enjoy this one."
Janice's blue eyes opened in horror as the Amazon held up the new gag for
her to see. This gag was a hard rubber dildo, a full five centimeters long.
The base was attached to a black leather strap so it could be secured in her
mouth.
Once the strap was buckled (and perhaps locked) in place, there was no way
she could get that shaft out of her mouth.
"I bet you would just love to make love to this." As she said this in a
sensuous whisper, she rubbed the tip of the dildo across the captive's upper
lip, then across one cheek to her nose. She brought it around to the other
cheek, then down to the lower lip. "Would you like to make love to this?"
Janice knew they would punish her if she did not give them the answer they
wanted. (Okay, she knew they would probably punish her regardless of what she
said.) She nodded.
With a nod of her head, the Amazon signaled one of her sisters to unbuckle
the leather strap holding the ballgag in the slave girl's mouth. She knew the
strap was free when the Amazon stepped to the side, and the strap went slack on
both sides of Janice's face. With her left hand she pulled the rubber ball
free.
As soon as the ball came free, the Amazon raised the dildo toward the
captive's mouth. "Come on. Show me what a good little, slave girl you are.
Make love to it."
Janice had no chance to close her mouth as her captoress immediately had
the tip of the dildo against her lower lip. She waited for the Amazon to shove
it into her mouth, but that was not to be. Danielle kept it right there.
Janice had to move her head forward and down to take it in her mouth.
"Come on, now make love to it! Make love to it!" Janice's head began
bobbing up and down on the shaft. "Faster! Faster! See if you can make it
grow!"
Janice's cheeks blushed as the Amazons erupted into the laughter. She
guessed it was funny. There she was, a beautiful and sexy woman going down on a
rubber dick.
She knew she was done when the Amazon shoved it all the way into her mouth.
The second Amazon was ready to buckle the ends of the strap together to hold it
in place.
The shaft went deep into her mouth. Janice's beautiful blue eyes opened
wide in anxiety as she rubbed her tongue over the shaft. It was so long!
Dildos came in many sizes, one centimeter to ten. The lower numbers
generally were for free women who wondered what it would be like to be the slave
girl to some man. They could feel the dildo in their mouth without being
oppressed by it.
Four or five centimeters were the normal length. Those lengths were enough
for the wearer to know it was in her mouth without being oppressive. Shorter
ones were used mainly by young women who wondered what it was like to be the
plaything of some man. They could feel with their tongues every nuance of the
dildo.
The longer dildos, those more than five centimeters were punishment gags.
Ram, one of those in a woman's mouth, and she would be capable of saying nothing
else. The longer it was, the more she would contemplate it in her bondage. For
extra punishment most stores also offer a 15-centimeter dildo. With the crown
deep in the wearer's mouth it not only kept her silence, it made her docile
also. Slap a blindfold on her and give her a few minutes to contemplate the
length of the dildo, and she will be most willing to make use of the real thing.
On the leather strap, in the middle of the eight brads that held the dildo
to it, was a number corresponding to the length of the shaft on the other side.
For the "toy" dildo-gags, those less than four centimeters, there was nothing.
All the others had a number. This way anyone seeing the slave girl's face would
know how long the shaft was in her mouth. The higher the number, the
more she was being punished. The longer one of these punishment gags remained
in a slave girl's mouth, the more willing she was to please.
Janice closed her eyes as she felt the rubber shaft with her tongue. She
imagined it was pressed against the back of her throat. She wondered if the
real thing would be this long, or would it be longer.
With her eyes closed, she missed the next step of her bondage until it
occurred. She felt something on her face about her eyes. Her eyelids jerked
open, but there was nothing to see. They had put a blindfold over her eyes.
Until they wanted her to see again, she would remain in darkness.
While there were a great many different blindfolds for the Amazons to
choose from, the one they used on the beautiful captive was white satin. The
accent the utter femininity, the blindfold itself was lined with small, white,
satin ruffles. An elastic band held it in place. It would not come off.
This was just another step in making the captive totally helpless. They
wanted to resistance from here as they dressed her to make her debut in public
as a slave girl.
They removed the garterbelt from about her hips. They replaced it with a
lace corselet. The undergarment was semitransparent. It rose to her upper
chest, but did not cover her tits. The top contoured the bottom of them so it
looked as though her tits were dangling over top the corselet. The bottom of
the garment outlined her crotch. The item hid nothing, and accented what was
visible.
The corselet zippered up the front and laced up the back. This resulted in
it clinging very tightly to the curves of her body. Amid the laces in back was
a metal ring. This ring was only a centimeter or two above the level of her
navel. Once they had her dressed as they wished,
the Amazons untied her arms and wrists. She had no chance of freedom at all
though as they immediately attached a pair of handcuffs to her wrists.
Once again she was a helpless prisoner. They used a very small padlock to
secure the link connecting the cuffs to the ring. With this done, she could not
lower her hands to protect her bare bottom. They used the cuffs instead of the
ropes because they wanted the ability to free her hands quickly, and secure them
just as quickly.
They removed the chains that kept her a prisoner in that position. Even
though the leather cuffs were gone from her ankles, she stood with her legs
spread. She was afraid what they might do to her if she brought them together
without their permission.
She had accepted totally her new status as a slave girl. Such an
acceptance would no doubt result in fewer punishments for her, but it destroyed
the Amazons' fun. They enjoyed watching a woman squirm as she tried to escape
the inevitable.
They dragged Janice across the room to a wall where there was a full-length
mirror. "Spread them!" was the order given when they stopped. As soon as the
newly-collared slave girl had her feet further apart than her shoulders, they
pulled off the blindfold.
The image that greeted Janice was that of a beautiful and sexy slave girl.
She blinked a few times, unable to accept the fact that the erotically-dressed
woman before her was her own image.
"I suppose you find it embarrassing having these exposed." To insure that
there was no doubt what she spoke of, the Amazon squeezed the captive's boobs
from behind her. "How about if I cover these girls up for you?" She pulled
Janice's long tresses around so each large supple mound was partially obscured.
The Amazon arranged them so each nipple protruded into sight.
The Amazons laughed.
Clarissa stepped in front of the beautiful captive. She used the back of
her right hand to stroke Janice's face. "You have been a good little girl this
afternoon, so good as a matter of fact, that we have a little treat for you."
Janice heard some of the Amazon's snickering but it did not register. She was
afraid she was going to be punished again. "We have a while before the coffle
leaves to go into town. Until it is time, we are going to let you enjoy
yourself."
With a slight nod her head, she signaled an Amazon to attach one end of a
chain leash to the ring on the front of Janice's collar. She pulled on the
leash, indicating the slave girl was to follow. To insure that she did not
hesitate, another Amazon poked her in the fanny with a switch. Janice knew they
would use the switch on her if she did not obey quickly.
She trotted across the room after the Amazon. She stared at the Amazon's
feet, too embarrassed to look around her. Suddenly she felt her knees grow weak
as she realized where they were taking her.
A couple of meters ahead of her by the length of the leash, the Amazon had
almost reached the door to the hall.
They were going to take her out into public! The Amazon behind her must
have noticed some reaction from the captive as she poked her in the back to keep
her moving.
Janice trotted through the doorway and into the hall.
"Face the wall. Spread them. Now bend over."
It was worse than the beautiful captive had ever thought. In this position,
anyone passing down the hallway could not help but see her pussy. To make
matters worse, the Amazon attached the working end of the leash to a ring a
meter above the floor. Janice could not straighten up. She was forced to stand
there showing off her pussy.
The Amazons returned to the room to clean it up. Though it was unlikely that
anyone would care what had happened to Janice, they wanted to insure that there
was no trace of her demise. Her clothing was tossed in the trash. Anything else
that could indicate that a free woman had been enslaved was removed. There would
be no trace of Janice's fate once they left the room. For the beautiful captive,
she discovered there was little she could do bound as she was.
She tried to straighten up, but the short chain leash kept her from raising
her head more than a few centimeters. She looked to the right but her long
tresses were in the way. A glance to the left convinced her that she would have
no better luck on that side either. She thought about bringing her legs
together. Well, she thought about it for about half a second. She knew the
Amazons would not hesitate in punishing her if she did. With the end of her
leash attached to the wall so close to the floor, bringing her legs together
would only raise her bottom in the air. She could not raise her head any further
than the chain would allow. Janice froze as she heard the sounds of men's voices
at the far end of the hall. She listened intently. They were coming down the
hall toward her. With her legs spread, her body bent over, they could not help
but see her pussy.
She tried to draw her knees as close together as she could without moving
her feet. The men saw her pussy, but it would have been hard for them to miss
it. But Janice showed off something they had seen many times before on other
slave girls. It was hard to go anywhere without seeing the tits and pussy of one
or more slave girls on display. All they gave Janice was a glance. She was only
a slave girl. She deserved no more. There were others coming and going while the
beautiful captive displayed her wares. Some came up the stairs to the floor,
other emerged from rooms to go down. Most paid her no attention. Only one paused
for a second, just long enough to reach down between her spread legs to grab a
handful of pubic hair. Janice grunted when she jerked on it, and then blushed in
embarrassment as he laughed at her reaction. Though Janice thought she was on
display in the hall for an hour or two, the amount of time she spent alone was
only fifteen minutes.
The Amazons had cleaned out the room. If they needed a room, the innkeeper
would rent them another.
"Let's go, Slave Girl."
As one Amazon grabbed a fistful of hair, another removed the chain leash
from the ring on the front of her collar. It was still slapping against the wall
when she attached the end of a longer chain leash to that ring. With a nod, she
signaled the other Amazon to pull the captive upright. "Come along, Slave
Girl."
The Amazon walked down the hallway toward the back of the inn. The slave
girl thought there were steps at the end of the hall, but they did not go that
far. They stopped at the slave elevators. Put high heels on a slave girl and she
will have trouble moving up and down stairs. Add a blindfold and she will not
move anywhere. Steps are out of the question. To enable masters and mistresses
to move slave girls from one floor of the inn to another, they had special
elevators. Operated by ropes and counterweights, there was little to the device.
An Amazon turned a crank to bring one of the cars to that floor. When it
arrived, she locked it into position. Now it was time to take care of Janice.
The Amazon with the leash used it to pull her toward the opening in the wall.
When the captive was less than a meter from it, an Amazon grabbed her by both
shoulders so she could turn her about. She maneuvered the beautiful captive
about so her back was to the opening, then pushed her backwards so Janice had to
step back. The first thing they did was to fasten a leather strap across her
flat tummy. Once this was buckled, it was impossible for her to leave the
elevator. They pulled a shelf up that had padding on each end. The shelf forced
her to keep her legs apart so her pussy was instantly available. One strap went
about each lower thigh immediately above the knee. Another strap went over each
ankle. The lower half of her body was now secured to the elevator so she could
not move it.
The Amazons then fastened a heavy collar about the captive's throat. It was
similar to a posture collar as it forced the wearer to keep her chin in the air.
She could not move her head to either side. With the strap across her throat,
she could not bend the upper part of her body forward.
Another Amazon began fastening a strap across the slave girl's upper chest
immediately above her large titties while an Amazon fastened a leather blindfold
over her eyes. Light to her eyes was cut off by a pair of leather pads. A
leather strap about her head pressed these pads against her eyes. Janice moved
her eyes around to try to see out beyond the pads, but this blindfold was too
efficient to let that happen. She would see nothing until they removed it. While
she was doing that, she did not realize that they were position padded supports
on either side of her head so she could not move it from one side or the other.
By then, the final strap was in position. An Amazon ran it across her chest
below her large boobs.
This all left the captive incapable of moving at all. She could squirm
about a little, but that was it.
"By Janice. Have fun."
The slave girl recognized Clarissa's voice. She felt fingertips between her
legs playing with her pussy. The fingers withdrew as she heard a giggle. The
others did the same to her. Janice could do nothing but stand there. They got
her close to an orgasm before stopping. Nothing was said to her. (There was
nothing to say to her since she was only a slave girl.)
Suddenly she felt the elevator car begin to drop. She had no idea how far
down it went. All she knew was that it stopped. She expected them to free her
for some new torment, but they did not come. Janice stood there and waited.
And waited. And waited.
The Amazons were in no hurry. The Amazons had plans to make. The foremost
thing in their schedule was the timing of the coffle into town. They had several
hours to go so they could play with their newly-collared captive. They knew what
was in store for Janice once Shelley had her hands on the beautiful brunette.
They would play with her. It would go far to make her servitude even worse. ther
leash.
"You have been a real good, little slave girl, Janice, so I think you
deserve a reward. Would you like to be rewarded for your behavior?"
While Janice was certain that what they had in store for her would not be
pleasant, she knew better than to offer any resistance. She nodded. She just
hoped it was not another spanking. Anything would be better than that.
"Let us go, Slave Girl."
The handcuffed captive staggered to her feet as the Amazon pulled up on the
leash. They gave her no chance to realize where she was. They made her run down
the hall.
"Kneel on here."
All Janice saw was the platform before her. She raised her left knee in the
air to rest it on it, then brought the right up to join it. An Amazon on each
side of her pulled her up the rest of the way.
"Spread your knees. Further. Further!"
As Janice moved her knees apart, she moved them off the platform. Beyond it
on each side was a padded post. Janice put her knee on the post on that side. An
Amazon pulled a pair of straps up. Quickly she thrust the working end through
the buckle on the end of the other. As soon as her right knee was perched atop
that post, another Amazon strapped it down.
The reason the Amazons had replaced her rope bondage was made evident. It
took only second to free her hands. One Amazon held each wrist which they pulled
forward. By then Janice realized they were about to put her into a pillory.
The upper board had been raised into the air to reveal the three grooves
in the lower board. She let them guide her hands down to the outer grooves.
Rather than pull her hands through, they simply placed her hands on the wood.
"Put your head here."
She had to support her weight with her hands as she lowered her head toward
the larger, center groove. As soon as her throat was against it, they pulled her
hands forward. The beautiful captive looked to her right. She saw that hand
hanging through the groove. Almost immediately it became encircled with wood as
the upper board came down. She looked to the left. The situation of her left
hand was the same as her right. She watched as an Amazon attached a large
padlock to a pair of rings. Once it was in place, she could not get out.
"Do you know what these stocks are?"
Janice shook her head as best you could.
"These are availability stocks. Do you know what they are used for?"
Janice answered by opening her eyes wide. She did not have to see to know
what she looked like. She was bent over with legs spread and her pussy exposed.
She was available. The Amazons laughed as they went to a table in front of the
captive. From here they could watch Janice's face. She would enjoy what was
about to happen to her. Her face would reflect the agony she felt as she
realized she was rapidly turning into a most obedient slave girl.
There were several slave girls in positions such as this throughout the
inn. (The innkeeper knew how to take care of his customers.) There was no need
for them to pick out a slave girl to use. They were there ready to be used. The
Amazons knew that the likelihood of someone picking Janice would be quite
remote. Therefore, they paid several men to avail themselves of her position,
Janice looked around at her bondage in hopes of finding some way to
escape. There was none, of course. Even if she had escaped, the first free
person who found her would tie her up. She wore a collar. She was a slave
girl. She heard the men's voices behind her. She blushed at the thought of them
being able to see her pussy. When they remained standing behind her, she
realized what they intended to do. She tried to pull her wrists through the
wooden circles, but could not. It took only a few seconds for her to come the
first time. The men continued talking as she came a second and a third.
"I hope he never comes,"
Janice thought to herself as she felt another orgasm on its way. She
grunted her disapproval when he was done. He ignored her. After all, she was
merely another slave girl. The other man replaced him. Had she been listening,
Janice could have learned quite a lot about playing the stock market. Her
thoughts were elsewhere.
She was totally exhausted by the time he was finished. She hung her head
low in shame as they walked away. Shame, because she wished they would stay. Her
wishes were immediately answered as another man took their place, and their was
another behind him.
"I think she is starting to like it too much," Danielle said as she sipped
her glass of white wine. "I know," Clarissa said with a smile. From the
look on the captive's face it was evident that she was undergoing another
orgasm. "But we know what is in store for her. She is going to look back upon
this afternoon as the good old days."
