Slave Girls in Bondage
Chapter 9
Gina tried to resist when they grabbed her, really she did. She tried to
bring her arms up so she could hit them, but their hands drew hers behind her
back. There was little she could do as they had their plan all worked out. Not
that they had to discuss it among themselves, of course, they all knew what to
do. They had done this often before.
When one Amazon grabbed each arm, Gina turned her head to look back. A
third Amazon grabbed her tits and squeezed tightly. When the beautiful brunette
opened her mouth to complain, a fourth Amazon shoved the gag into her mouth.
This was a padded bit gag, foam rubber wrapped about a wooden dowel with a
covering of black leather. Once it was in her mouth, she was doomed. She
pushed against it with her tongue but could not get it out.
The Amazons pushed her down to her knees. Though this was a submissive
position, they did it to keep their captive from fighting back. She could not
kick them, and neither could she resist as they bound and undressed her. She
was now totally at their mercy. Of course they had none.
And her bondage had not yet begun.
They pushed her head down so she could only look toward the ground in front
of her knees. The fourth Amazon quickly thrust the working end of one strap
through the buckle on the other. She jerked, drawing the gag as deeply into the
future captive's mouth. Gina was totally gagged by now. She could make
grunting sounds, but none that could be heard more than a few meters away. No
one who heard these muffled cries would come to help her. (Okay, anyone who
came across her would not help her, but that is another story.)
At the same time they were applying the gag to their beautiful captive, the
Amazon's were binding her arms. One Amazon held both of the beautiful young
woman's hands together as though they intended to tie them. Another Amazon
though looped a rope about Gina's upper arms just above the elbow. She had a
loop tied in one end of the rope. After half a dozen passes about the upper
arms, she thrust the working end through the loop. Placing her left knee
against the kneeling woman's side, she pulled, drawing the elbows together. A
series of knots insured that she could not get her arms apart.
With her upper arms bound securely, there was little the beautiful captive
could do to keep them from tying her wrists together. She tried to move her
hands apart, but of course her bondage prohibited her from moving them more than
a few centimeters. Quickly they slipped a loop about one wrist. From there it
was easy for them to pass the rope about both. The Amazons pulled the ropes as
tight as they could before tying a knot.
Gina felt the loose rope about her wrists. She thought she could escape if
they gave her a chance. What she did not realize was that with her upper arms
bound as they were, she could not move her arms enough to allow her to slip her
hands out of the loop.
The Amazons had no intention of allowing their captive the slightest
opportunity to escape. As soon as the knots were tied, one end of the rope was
passed between her bound hands and the other between her lower arms. When
pulled tight and knotted, the ropes about her wrists were so tight that she had
no chance at all of escaping.
Even as they were binding her arms securely behind her, other Amazons were
at work. Their shape disrobing knives sliced through the material of her
clothing without cutting the soft flesh underneath. When they had her clothing
slashed to her knees, they pulled her forward to allow one Amazon to raise the
captive's feet off the ground. With this advantage, they had no trouble
removing the remainder of her clothing, and her shoes.
She was totally naked as they began adding ropes to her body, ropes that
would not only serve to further immobilize her, but would provide unfathomable
humiliation for a free woman. The Amazons reasoned that a free woman forced to
act as a slave girl, would prefer to wear a slave collar than to suffer through
the jeers and taunts of others.
One set of ropes went about each lower thigh immediately above the knee.
There were four loops altogether before they tied a simple loop in the rope that
was on the inside. To do this, they had the captive on her knees with her
bottom raised in the air. Once both ropes were tied, they pushed her down so
her bottom rested on her ankles.
Another rope went about her chest just below those deliciously large tits.
Again they tied a loop on each side.
A meter-long bar was slid under her elbows and tied to the ropes there.
Another was placed against her back and ropes run about her slender waist.
There was a slight delay as an Amazon attached a belled strap to the
brunette's right leg immediately above the ankle. She pulled it tight before
buckling it. There was no need to use a lock. Gina would not be able to get to
the buckles to undo them. When the strap was about her left leg, they were
ready to proceed to the next step.
The Amazons looked at one another to coordinate what they wanted to do.
With a nod, they pushed the captive backwards so she lay on her bound arms. An
Amazon grabbed each foot to drag it out from under the naked captive.
Gina was in no position to do anything as they pulled her feet back toward
her head. When her feet were over halfway, they pushed down, forcing her knees
down to the sides of her chest. Quickly an Amazon threaded one end of a leather
thong through the loop on the side of her chest. She tied the end of one to the
loop on the captive's thigh.
While she did this, another Amazon lifted the captive's head in the air so
Gina had to look down her body. The mistress had both hands on the back of the
brunette's head so the nape of her neck was free. The Amazon threaded the thong
under the captive's head. Another Amazon took the working end and started
threading the end through the loop on the ropes on that side. The first Amazon
adjusted the placement of a padded pad so it was against the captive's neck.
The other Amazon finished tying a knot in the rope so Gina was locked in
this position.
The Amazons stepped back to admire the work they had done. Gina lay on her
back with her legs spread so both her pussy and ass were clearly visible to
anyone standing before her. The twin bars across her back prohibited her from
rolling onto either side. What she could do was rock and forth, and kicked her
feet up and down. Either action caused the bells on her ankles to ring.
People had to be drawn to the source of the sound. The more she struggled, the
more attention she drew to herself.
As an added humiliation, the strap about the back of her neck forced her to
hold her head up so she stared down her body. She could see her large, naked
boobs, as well as her bush. More importantly from the Amazons point of view was
that it enabled her to see anyone watching her.
The Amazons stood around her laughing. One prodded her pussy with the toe
of her boot.
"Maybe we should take her down by the road. Maybe someone will come along
and take pity on her and let her go."
The Amazons laughed at that. Gina made her own muffled protests. She did
not want anyone seeing her bound as she was. She knew no one would help her.
If they could, anyone would merely slip a leather slave collar about her neck
and claim her as their own.
In that position, any man could have her if he wished. (Gina had snubbed
many men so she knew at least one of them would come by if the Amazons moved her
into a public place.)
"We will come back for you. You just keep on struggling, and who knows?
Maybe someone will come rescue you."
That elicited more laughter from the Amazons. Only a fool would free a
bound woman. Gina was still a free woman, but there were few things in life
more satisfying that forcing a beautiful captive to beg for a slave collar.
They found Cindi where they had left her. She thrashed about on the ground
but could not get free. The Amazons had bound her in a hogtie that insured her
presence when they returned.
"Let us see what kind of goods we have to work with."
They cut the rope connecting the blonde's feet to a rope about her chest.
Her wrists were still bound and her arms were bound securely against her body.
Her legs were still tied at the ankle and the lower thigh. Cindi was going
nowhere.
They dragged the blue-eyed captive to her feet. A disrobing knife slashed
the ropes encircling her chest and upper arms above and below her large tits.
The Amazon then went to work on her top. A slash here, a slash there, and the
tattered garment fell away. The white cotton bra offered no more resistance
than the top had.
"Nice pair."
That summed it up admirably according to Amazon standards. They already
knew she was a beautiful blonde, but she had been hiding those oversized titties
of hers. She would make a most suitable slave girl.
The disrobing knife next cut away the rope about her lower thighs. Her
slacks and panties were next.
"Hey! She is a natural blonde," an Amazon giggled as she grabbed a fistful
of hair. The young blonde struggled, but there was nothing she could do. She
was destined to become a slave girl no matter what she did.
An Amazon slipped a leather blindfold over the captive's beautiful eyes.
Foam rubber lined each pad so when the strap was pulled tight, the leather pad
forced the foam rubber to foam to the contours of her face. No light got
through to the captive's eyes. She was more helpless than before.
"I am going to guide you. Just come to you feet and follow me."
The Amazon grabbed both of Cindi's nipples and pulled up. The blonde tried
to come to her feet to relieve the pressure, but the mistress was more mobile.
When the captive was on her feet, she pulled forward on them, indicating she was
to follow.
Cindi tried to back away, to get away from that woman's grip on her
titties.
A pair of Amazons standing behind her (in case such an emergency arose)
shoved her to her knees.
"I see a little persuasion is in order."
The Amazon pulled a pair of pliers from her belt. They were needle-nosed,
but blunt so the tips would not hurt the captive. The Amazon reached down with
the pliers to grab a small amount of Cindi's public hair. She twisted her hand
as she pulled up.
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
Cindi tried to come to her feet to take the strain off her pubic hair but
could not. She had not yet mastered the ability to kneel and then rise with her
hands bound behind her.
"Do you promise to behave?"
The beautiful blonde nodded. Nothing they did to her could be any worse
than that.
The Amazon opened the pliers to fit them over Cindi's right nipple. She
allowed the handles to come together so the young captive would know they were
there without feeling any pain.
"If you misbehave again, I use this on these girls. Understand?"
The blonde nodded. She was learning the obedience expected of a slave
girl. Not that any woman could not be trained given enough time, but Cindi was
proving to be particularly susceptible to her new position in life. The Amazons
were quick to attribute that to the fact that Cindi was a blonde.
To the Amazons, a blonde was fit to be nothing more than a slave girl.
Though publicly made no statements regarding blondes, a careful observer would
realize that there were no blonde Amazons. While it was true that blondes were
recruited, they always found themselves wearing slave collars instead of the
black leather of an Amazon.
"Get up."
Cindi struggled to her feet. Again the Amazon grabbed her by the nipples
to guide her across their compound. She made no effort to resist. The Amazon's
touch was not painful, and actually a little pleasant (though Cindi would never
admit that).
Their destination was not far from where Andrea had begged to become a
slave girl earlier in the day. This pavilion was larger, it had to be since
they were going to force two free women to beg to be made into slave girls at
the same time instead of just one.
The Amazons had prepared the area for the submission of the two by dragging
a pair of wooden punishment benches to one side.
These punishment benches were padded to insure that the captive did not
accidently hurt herself. At the front there was a pillory. The Amazons already
had the upper pieces raised and locked open to make it easier to accommodate the
captives. The forty centimeter-wide benches were inclined so the captives'
heads would be lower than her bottom. Near the pillory the benches narrowed to
barely ten centimeters in width.
Several sturdy timbers held the bench in position. Attached to them were
the necessary leather straps needed to secure the captive in position so she
could not squirm about. Once secured to this bench, she would not be able to
get free until they allowed her to do so.
Two Amazons lifted the naked blonde in the air. They pull her forward so
she straddled the raised end of the bench. The Amazons then drew her feet up to
hold them in place with leather cuffs.
At this point they removed the blindfold. It not longer whether the
beautiful blonde saw what they were going to do to her. She was helplessly
bound. She could do nothing to resist.
One Amazon pushed her upper body forward, while another held it up so she did
not fall forward and hurt herself. Once she lay on the padded bench, they
passed straps across her lower back near her bottom, and at her upper back.
The next step was to secure the pillory in place. Two Amazons gradually
lowered the upper piece down until it was against the nape of the blonde's neck.
A block of wood attached to that piece forced her to keep her head bowed toward
the floor. She could see nothing but the base of the punishment bench.
The upper piece locked as soon as the two pieces of wood made contact.
Still, the Amazons attached a large padlock to the left of her head. Cindi
would know that there was no hope of escape.
Most of the Amazons went to get Jane. A couple stayed behind to guard
Cindi and to acquaint her with her position.
Cindi's round bottom was raised in the air, her legs were spread so
everyone could see her pussy. Though the captive blonde could not see it, her
bottom was raised as a pair of globes, ready to be spanked.
One of the Amazons reached in between her legs to grab some of the pubic
hair. "Mmmmmfffffttttt" Cindi grunted through her gag. She squirmed
back and forth in her bondage, but was quite incapable of gaining any freedom at
all. She could wiggle her ass only a centimeter in any direction. When the
Amazons were ready to play with her, she would be available.
If the blonde Cindi put up resistance, they expected nothing less from the
brunette Jane. She surprised them all by following peacefully when the Amazon
pulled her by her nipples. The beautiful brunette followed. With a couple of
minutes, she was bound as securely as Cindi was.
Gina jerked her legs once. The ringing of the bells was so loud. She struggled
again, only longer. It seemed to her that the longer she struggled, the louder
the bells seemed to ring.
It was inevitable that people were attracted to the sounds of the bells.
The beautiful brunette tried to see who approached, but with her head raised in
the air, she could not turn her head.
"My, isn't this a sight."
It was a couple of men. Frozen with embarrassment, she stared up at them.
The second man prodded her bottom cheeks with the toe of his right shoe.
"Wouldn't this look good mounted over the fireplace in your den?"
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
The men laughed, first at Gina's predicament, then at her protests, and
finally at her feeble attempts to get free. The Amazons had tied her she would
remain bound until someone chose to free her.
She could not know, of course, that these two were slavers, checking out
the competition's merchandise. While each would have gladly purchased Gina
(with or without a collar), they knew from her bondage without a collar that the
Amazons intended to keep her as their own.
Still laughing, they wandered off.
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
Gina tried to scream after them to get them to free her but they ignored
her. She was a beautiful woman destined to be a slave girl. No one in their
right mind would help her.
Gina continued to struggle, hoping they would hear the ringing of the bells and
come back to free her. Instead, she attracted another group.
"Hey, I wonder if this one is for sale?"
Her right knee was in the way so at first she could not see who the woman
was. Gradually she emerged into sight. She was no more than twenty or
twenty-one. There were four of them, each young and beautiful. Gina was only a
couple of years older than they. She was certain they would take pity on her
and free her.
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
"Patsy, maybe, if we pooled our money together, we could buy her."
Gina stopped struggling. They were talking about buying her. She could
not believe that they would not going to help her either.
"She is not wearing a collar," the one called Patsy observed. "I think we
would get into trouble if we tried to take her back into town."
"Oh, there you are."
The four young women looked up. Gina could not see who the speaker was.
The woman stood near her head. The naked captive tried to rock her body back so
she could see, but all she accomplished doing was to cause the bells on her
ankles to ring again.
"Oh. Hi! We were just looking for you."
"I saw you admiring our latest acquisition."
Gina knew the woman was talking about her head. She had moved forward a
meter. The beautiful captive could not see her face, but recognized the black
leather she wore. This was one of the Amazons.
"Yeah. You know, she isn't wearing a collar."
The Amazon chuckled.
"She is undergoing some tenderizing."
"Tenderizing -- you mean like meat?!
"You could say that. She tried to sell us a couple of slave girls. The
asking price was about right, but when we haggled, she came down in price very
quickly. That made us suspicious. We did a little checking, and discovered she
had rustled the two."
She poked Gina in the side with the toe of her right boot.
"Isn't that right?!
Gina tried to deny it, but all she succeeded in doing was to get the bells
on her ankles to ring loud and long. They all laughed at her feeble struggles.
"What are you going to do to her?" one of the other girls asked, her blue
eyes wide in amazement at the sight of a free woman bound in this position.
"We will keep her like this for a while. Tonight we will send her clothes
over to one of the other camps. Then we will handcuff her hands behind her
back, and send her in search of her clothing, dressed just the way she is now."
"Mmmmmfffffttttt!!"
The bells jingled again. All five women laughed at Gina.
"We thought maybe she might be for sale."
"Oh, no, not her. Did you bring your money?" The four lovelies nodded.
"Come along. I will show you where we keep the special slave girls were do not
let the public bid on. I am certain we can arrange something."
The four followed the Amazon away. Gina continued to struggle once they
were out of sight. Nothing she did though gained her any freedom at all.
Gina was alone for only a few minutes before she had two more visitors.
"I see you know now to treat your visitors well," said Debbie with a laugh
as she studied Gina's predicament. The captive brunette jerked her body twice
trying to break the ropes, but could not. All that occurred was that the bells
at her ankles rang.
"We have had her on our 'want' list for quite a while. We believe that the
more arrogant and self-centered a woman is, the better slave girl she is."
Gina responded by struggling furiously with her bondage, accompanied by the
ever ringing of the bells.
"Are you going to give her the same treatment you gave Andrea?"
"Well, it is all similar. You take a proud young woman, strip her naked
and beat her ass until she begs to wear a slave collar. Some, like Andrea, were
born for a collar. Others, like Gina here, have to be persuaded."
"Can't you just spank her until she submits?"
"Where would the fun be in that? We will have her wanting to beg to be a
slave girl before we even spank her for the first time."
"You are not going to spank her?"
Marlena looked surprised.
"Yes, of course we are going to spank her. She will beg to be a slave
girl. That will not stop her from getting any number of spankings before she
receives her own slave collar. The destination is the same. The route is
different. But first we have her two friends to take care of. Come along."
Gina saw them move to her left out of sight. She jerked her knees again
and again, but could gain no freedom. All she accomplished was the continual
ringing of those bells. She paused to catch her breath and wondered who else
would stop by to take a look at her pussy and bottom.
