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MEMORIES OF LONG TALL MARY
Part 30 By Long Tall Mary
No sooner than having fallen
asleep I was awakened by the ringing of the phone. A glance at Caller ID showed
the call was coming from the office phone at my bar. Rarely if ever have I been
called so late and I knew immediately that some serious problem existed.
My fears were quickly
confirmed as Patti, my bar manager, informed me that a seemingly distraught
woman named Sara was at the bar and had threatened to make public very damaging
information about me if I did not bring her daughter to the bar within the
hour. I instructed Patti to put Sara on the line after which she immediately
proceeded to repeat the demand without offering any further explanation.
Reasoning with a demented
bitch such as this is certainly not in a days work but I did my best to attempt
to do so with her after moving to another room so as to prevent Jeanine from
being aware of my predicament. I told Sara I was in no condition to drive but
if she were to drive to my home the daughter would be released without
question. No way was Sara buying this as she correctly feared she would be
taken captive for the second time in twenty-four hours.
I sensed that Sara was under
the influence or alcohol or drugs to embolden her to make her demands but after
several minutes I persuaded her that if she drove into my driveway Jeanine
would be waiting in the garage and would be released without it being necessary
for Sara to exit her vehicle. Of course I had no such intentions and I was
confident I would be able to overpower Sara and confine her in the dungeon
along with her daughter. Since Sara had mentioned she was on vacation from work the coming week she wouldn’t be
missed. I requested that Sara arrive in precisely one
hour so as to allow sufficient time for preparations.
For the second time in eight
hours I found it necessary to contact fellow dominatrix Lorraine and request
her assistance. Despite the lateness of the hour she readily agreed, perhaps
the fact that I volunteered that Felicia was still confined contributed to her
decision.
I strongly suspect that Sara
harbored a desire to undergo submissive discipline but that she could not bring
herself to be straightforward about it. She must have realized that her
blackmail attempt would certainly incur my wrath. Had she simply called, even
at the late hour, I would have released Jeanine without question but her
blackmail attempt could not go unpunished if I were to maintain any credibility
as a dominatrix.
Jeanine reacted with subdued
surprise when I informed her that her mother would be picking her up shortly
but as a condition of release Jeanine would have to display proper obedience by
addressing her mother in a manner I would specify. I had her dress in the same
blouse, sweater and slacks she had worn upon arrival and escorted her to my
garage. Her wig was removed revealing her freshly shortened hair. She was
instructed to stand on the floor with
her hands laced behind her head. A pair of steel cuffs were attached to her
ankles which would prevent her from escaping or assisting in what I expected
would be a struggle. She was barefoot for the moment her heels having been
removed. In addition she was made to wear a collar to which a six foot
padlocked chain was attached. The upper end of the chain was attached to the roof rack of my van so that she was forced to
stand tethered like a puppet. As a precaution against attempting to alert her
mother of my intentions I sealed a piece of flesh colored tape over her mouth,
from a distance it was not visible.
When Sara arrived my garage
door would be opened and Jeanine would be on display. Fortunately my garage is
situated nearly 200 feet from the roadway and not readily visible to traffic or
neighbors. My plan called for Lorraine to meet Sara in the driveway and coax her out of the vehicle after assuring Sara
that I would remain inside.
Lorraine’s blazer pulled into
my driveway just as I was finishing securing Jeanine in the garage. She was
attired in the same sweatshirt and sweat pants as earlier and was carrying her
black bag. Jeanine probably not realizing that she was the one who had injected
her earlier gave Lorraine a hostile glare. Lorraine ignored her and we stepped
inside the house to discuss our strategy for overpowering Sara.
Lorraine never seemed to care
about her appearance when dealing with females but with male submissives she
invariably wore custom fitted exquisite leather gear, of course with her girth
and payload custom clothing was absolutely necessary. I was clad rather
informally in a two-piece dark blue jogging outfit. Situations such as this
don’t allow the luxury of formal
dressing and primping.
Sara’s Lexus pulled into the
driveway about ten minutes later. The garage door was opened and with the
interior illumination Sara could observe her tethered daughter. Lorraine walked
out to the Lexus and spoke with Sara who no doubt expected that her daughter
would be led to the vehicle without Sara having to exit it.
Being a psychiatric nurse
Lorraine is quite skilled at employing chicanery on bitches such as Sara and
was able to convince her that if she approached the garage Jeanine would give a
recitation of an apology after which she would be released. Lorraine assured
Sara that I would remain in the house.
Sara cautiously stepped out
of her vehicle and was attired in a knee length leather coat and slacks. With
Lorraine to her left she walked the fifty feet to the garage and upon reaching
the garage door Lorraine very adeptly removed a Raptor stun gun she had
concealed underneath her sweatshirt and held it briefly to Sara’s neck while
holding down the switch.
Writhing from the shock Sara
fell backwards against the garage door frame and in a instant I emerged from
just inside the hallway and had no difficulty cuffing her hands behind her.
“Well well, its time for a mother and daughter reunion” I chuckled and as I
dragged the still stunned and unresisting Sara to the basement. As per our plan
Lorraine escorted Jeanine back to my bedroom where she would be restrained temporarily although at this point I wasn’t
exactly certain as what punishments were in order for her.
Sara recovered rather quickly
from the Raptor shock and had nothing to say as I removed the cuffs from her
and ordered her to undress. By this time Lorraine was with me in the basement
and her presence alone was sufficient to discourage any resistance by Sara.
After undressing she was attached to an overhead bar with leather cuffs and
likewise leather cuffs were used with an ankle spreader. The cervical posture
collar was fastened around her neck as I like my bitches to keep their heads
held high. Hardly an original restraint position but it was only the first of
several I had planned.
“I’m sorry mistress I realize
the error of my ways” Sara blurted out gratuitously. Using my bare hands I
twisted each of her nipples as hard as I could evoke a shriek after which I
reminded her the basic requirement that she not speak without permission. Her
pitiful utterances confirmed my suspicions that she was a latent submissive who
could not bring herself to seek out a dominatrix in the normal manner. What was
to be abnormal was that by embarrassing me in front of my bar manager she would
receive the full force and fury of my sadistic ways such as no other submissive
ever had.
An issue still unresolved was
how to deal with Jeanine who clearly was in need of further discipline. Since
this was the first time I had ever trained a mother and daughter together the
question as to whether to force them to perform sexual acts upon each other
weighed on my mind. My qualms over the matter ultimately influenced me to
refrain from such methods. In general I
have no qualms about forcing gay or lesbian sex on my clientele but the
question of incestuous sex is another matter.
Lorraine had brought her
10-foot custom-made bull whip along with her probably with the expectation she
would be allowed to use it on Felicia. A bull whip, originally designed for
cowboys herding animals, can rip a human to shreds. In all of my years as a
dominatrix the only two persons I had ever seen using the bullwhip were the
late Mad Max and Lorraine. Max was reckless in his use of the device and at
least one of his submissives suffered permanent scarring.
In my years as a managing
dominatrix I have never permitted bull whips to be used. However on at least
two occasions I had witnessed first hand Lorraine using it on a male submissive
and no permanent injury resulted. In addition I was aware that Lorraine had
worked part time as a circus performer years ago performing a bull whip act.
Among her tricks was whipping a card out of the outstretched hand of her
partner without making contact with the skin. Therefore I had no reservations
about permitting her to use the device upon Sara and had she been unwilling to
do so I would have attempted it on my own such was my fury.
As I stood to the side with
my arms folded and smiling Lorraine commenced with her flagellation of the
naked strung up bitch. Standing back the length of the 10 foot whip Lorraine
administered about 15 lashes of varying intensities concentrating mainly on the
back in addition to the boobs resulting in Sara cringing repeatedly in pain.
Having completed her series of latches I picked up one of my riding crops and
delivered one of the hardest lashes ever to her crotch.
Sara began to plead for mercy
obviously realizing that it was not be granted. I strapped a ball gag on the
bitch just to avoid listening to her pitiful pleas and proceeded to set forth a
general outline of what she could expect. She would be confined for at least 48
hours and amongst other tortures would undergo “a comprehensive disciplinary
program” which would include electroshock therapy. Her daughter would not be
released prior to Sara’s but the two would be allowed to see each other
periodically with no conversation permitted. Keeping a submissive in endurance
bondage is something that I do rarely, by this I mean in a standing restraint
position for hours without the possibility of sitting or bending. It is
business as usual to confine my subs overnight in the holding cell for example
but obviously this permits a modest level of comfort. For Sara I decided at
least six hours standing attached to the overhead was appropriate. In addition
she would be subjected to periodic verbal taunting by means of the CCTV.
Leaving Sara to languish in
discomfort for the night Lorraine and I headed upstairs to check on our other
two guests, Felicia and Jeanine. After explaining my intentions to Lorraine I
decided to try a ploy with Felicia as I was desperate for her to deliver Mary
Jo to me. Lorraine would threaten to use her bull whip on Sheila and I would
dissuade her from doing so coming off by pretending to be concerned that she
could withstand no more torture.
This
went off as planned but Lorraine did insist on having Felicia lick her pussy
for about five minutes. As this was preferable to asshole licking and obviously
bull whipping Felicia submitted to the indignity and performed quite
vigorously. Lorraine is not much for being serviced orally by females but the intensity of her dislike for Sheila
made it suddenly very attractive.
To
further assuage any hostility towards me by Felicia I freed her from her
restraints and she was permitted to
leave the premises at this point. She departed having been thoroughly ravaged
within the past twenty four hours-once by Troy and myself and twice by
Lorraine. Not surprisingly Felicia appeared dejected as she left although the
fact that I paid her severance in cash undoubtedly lifted her spirits somewhat.
I was cautiously optimistic that she would turn on Mary Jo and deliver her to
my dungeon.
Next
I turned my attention to Jeanine who was fully clothed and handcuffed to the
rack in my bedroom closet. Since no submissive spends the night with me fully
clothed I removed the handcuffs and ordered her to undress which she did
without any ado. Rather than reattach her to the chair I generously decided to
modify her bondage for the remainder of the night. As she was already wearing a
padlocked collar I attached a six foot chain and padlocked it to the close rack
enabling her to sleep on the floor of the closet. I left her ungagged but
warned her that the first words spoken by her would result in wearing both a
gag and the dreaded leather hood.
Lorraine showed no interest
in inflicting any abuse upon Jeanine. She did offer to administer another
injection of Valium but as this would result in a more comfortable night of
sleep for her I declined the offer. After offering my sincere and profuse
thanks for her services Lorraine departed and I tried to resume my sleep with a
very busy day ahead of me.
END PART 30
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