Slave Girls in Bondage
Chapter 28
Julie arrived early. She thought she would have to wait for Jane, but the
young woman was ready to go into the back of the establishment by the time Julie
arrived. The big chested brunette smiled as she saw her new acquaintance
disappear through the door and into the nether regions of the building. She
seemed almost anxious to be bound, gagged and rendered helpless.
Julie paid the fee, then sat down with a magazine. She did not have long to
wait. A woman wearing a short white dress guided her in back. She glanced at the
clipboard she carried, then looked up at the buxom brunette with a smile on her
face.
"You are going to get the full treatment."
"What does that entail?"
"It's like, the regular treatment, only more so."
The woman erupted into laughter. Julie failed to see the humor of the
statement, but, then again, the woman was not going to be the one tied up. She
hoped this would be worth it. It cost a little money this time. It certainly was
a pittance, but it was the principle of the thing.
"What do I do?"
"You just stand there. Others will do all the work."
With that announcement, the women went to the door. The buxom brunette
wondered for the 100th time that day why she had let Teresa talk her into this.
Julie wondered how long she would be left alone, but it turned out to be
only a few seconds. The women reentered the room leading a coffle of four lovely
slave girls dressed as French Maids. The buxom brunette wondered at first if
they were customers like her, or if they were slave girls. The presence of the
black leather slave collar around the neck of each answered that question. No
free woman would ever allow herself to be collared. With a collar on, she could
not trust anyone to let her free.
Julie might enjoy being tied up wearing the most scanty, revealing outfits
imaginable. But wear a collar? Never!
The woman removed the leash from the collar of the first in line. The
blindfold came off first, followed immediately by the handcuffs. A slap on the
fanny was her signal to start.
The slave girl leaped forward toward Julie. Circling behind the woman, she
began unbuttoning her blouse. The second French Maid removed her long skirt. By
the time the fourth was free, Julie wore only her panties and bra. These came
off quickly so Julie was totally naked, her bosom hanging invitingly for all to
see.
These slave girls had obviously had much practice undressing free women.
Julie simply stood there and let them disrobe her.
Resisting the temptation to cover her breasts and crotch, she let her arms
hang to her sides. Almost immediately two of the French Maids pulled her arms up
in front of her so they could pull shoulder-length, white satin gloves up her
arms.
The other two knelt to put a sheer black stocking on the brunette's right
leg. Julie had to stand on her left foot so they could do that. In just a minute
she had to shift to her right leg as they put a stocking on her left leg.
By then the first two were finished putting the gloves on the luscious
captive. One wrapped a black satin garter belt about her slender waist while the
other unraveled a long piece of rope.
Julie looked down as she felt hands running across her legs. The three
smoothed out the sheer material so there was not a wrinkle in either stocking.
They adjusted the length of the straps before attaching the tabs to the tops of
the stockings.
Before they were finished, the fourth French Maid had tied her hands
together behind her back. Julie had not even noticed that the woman had tied the
rope to her wrist with a simple hitch. The slave girl pulled her hands around so
the palms were together. She continued to loop the doubled over rope about her
wrists. Before tying a knot, she cinched those first loops so there was no
chance at all that the captive could get free.
That slave girl went to the woman who handcuffed her hands behind her back
before fastening the blindfold over her eyes. The submissive woman raised her
chin slightly to make it easier for the woman to attach the end of the chain
leash to the ring on the collar. The slave girl followed the woman across the
room. Next to the door, the mistress tethered the captive to a ring on the wall.
Julie did not see the end of that as her attention was elsewhere. One of
the three remaining French Maids had a ballgag that she raised towards the
helpless captive's mouth. As soon as the buxom brunette had her mouth open, the
slave girl wedged the bright red rubber ball between her teeth. Julie's eyes
opened wide with the enforced silence. They did not fasten the straps yet so
maybe, if she tried really hard, she might be able to push the ball out with her
tongue. She did not though. The only action she took was to move her eyes to
follow the slave girl as she turned to take her place tethered to the wall.
By then, not only were Julie's wrists tied together, but her elbows as
well. She could hardly even struggle, so securely had she been bound.
The slave girl who had bound her rushed across the room so she too could be
bound and tethered.
The remaining French Maid pulled the ends of the ballgag leather strap
behind Julie's head so she could buckle them together. As soon as she had done
that, she joined her three sister slaves tethered to the wall.
The woman pulled out a chain leash as she advanced on the helpless
brunette. Quickly she slipped it around her neck, attaching the end to a link.
She had no need to lock the leash in place. There was no way the captive could
free it with her hands bound. Julie was certain the chain and the clasp were so
strong that if she struggled, she would only hurt her neck without gaining a
millimeter of freedom.
Julie's hair was the next order of business. The woman pulled the pins out
so it fell down freely. Except that she did not wear a slave collar, Julie
looked like any other slave girl (though perhaps a little more big-chested than
most).
Smiling, the woman produced a leather blindfold which she secured over the
captive's eyes.
"Come along," she said as she gave the leash a gentle tug.
The buxom brunette stumbled along behind her captoress. The slave girls
remained behind in the room. Bound, blindfolded and tethered, they were not
going anywhere without assistance. They moved slowly out the door and a short
distance down the hall before turning right.
Once the blindfold was removed, Julie had to blink several times before her
eyes became adjusted to the light. There was no point in having her wear the
blindfold, except it did make her feel more as though she was a slave girl.
"Okay. Kneel down here."
Slowly the buxom brunette lowered her left knee to the floor. As soon as it
touched, she brought her right down to join it. She maintained this position,
with her rump still in the air, for several minutes. She heard sounds of people
moving about in front of her but could not tell what they were doing.
She felt hands pulling the blindfold off. Before she could see she had to
blind several times as her eyes became used to the dim light.
"Come on, Julie, no time for dallying. Get up."
Several pairs of hands helped her to her feet. Julie was not aware what she
did as her attention was on the bondage device before her.
There are few things as ubiquitous as a slave sack. The soft leather
conformed to form a ball about the captive so only her head protruded. Couple
with a leather slave hood, it was possible to cover the entire slave girl's body
in leather. Even if she should be able to escape from her bondage while in the
slave sack, she would not be able to get free.
The slave sack was a convenient way of transporting slaves around. Once the
captive was encased in leather, it was simple to pick the slave sack up and toss
it in the back of a wagon.
(It was also a convenient way to hold a woman who did not wear a slave
collar. Tie her up, toss her in a slave sack, and forget about her until it is
time to take her away. Her friends can walk right past her without knowing whom
she was.)
They pushed the buxom brunette forward so she had to step into the slave
sack. Two women, obviously free women though they wore short, white outfits,
tied her legs together. One looped a rope about her lower thighs just above the
knees. The other did the same to her lower calves immediately above her ankles.
After several loops, the women reversed direction so they could cinch the first
loops. Julie felt the ropes dig into her soft flesh. She knew she would not be
able to escape even before they tied the ends of the ropes together.
"Kneel."
This was easier said than done. Two pairs of hands held Julie's body so she
could pull her feet behind her. The two then lowered her body to the floor so
her knees and lower legs were on the leather.
Before proceeding with the slave sack, they first tied her legs together
again. One woman thrust the center of a rope between Julie's calves. She next
threaded both ends through the loop. One end went about each side. Back down
under Julie's fanny, she tied the ends together.
This made it impossible for the captive beauty to raise her fanny off her
heels.
The slave sack was divided into segments that heavy, industrial zippers
connected. Once they had Julie secured in the center of the leather bondage
device so she could not struggle much, they began pulling the zippers up. Once
the first zippers were up, they held the two adjoining segments in the air. Each
woman then moved to her right to attach the next segment to the first two.
With two women working on the zippers, it took them only seconds to finish
with them.
Before continuing with the slave sack, the two pulled a leather slave hood
over their captive's head. There were many different types of slave hoods. With
a slave sack, a slave hood with eyeholes was generally used. The eyeholes teased
the captive by allowing her to see, but usually the captive could see nothing
worthwhile.
One woman raised the leather bondage device in the air so she could bring
it down over the buxom brunette's head. Her companion placed her right hand
against the part in front of Julie's face so insure that the captive's nose
protruded through the nose hole. The other woman pulled the flaps together
behind her head. Quickly she buckled the ends of the single strap about Julie's
neck. They had no need for more, or for locks. The captive would be unable to
remove it.
The two free women then turned their attention back to the slave sack. One
woman slid a narrow leather strap about Julie's neck. The other pulled a zipper
up all the way, then bent it down so the hole in the tab fitted over a ring. A
simple clasp locked the tab in place so the zipper could not open.
The woman slowly made her way around the helpless captive. Once she had
three of the zippers secured in place, her associate started working on her
side. In a matter of minutes they had all the zippers locked to the strap.
With this, the only parts of Julie's body that were visible were her nose
and her eyes. A layer of leather held her captive on top the ropes about her
body.
The buxom beauty knew that struggling it was useless. She would remain in
that slave sack as long as they wanted her to wear it.
With the back positioned as it was, she could only see the wall in front of
her. She saw little flashes of movement as the women moved about.
She felt very much as though she was a slave girl, and for the thousandth
time that afternoon wondered what she had gotten herself into.
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