Memories Of Long Tall Mary

MEMORIES OF LONG TALL MARY Part 41

by Long Tall Mary

Upon returning to the basement I found the six wenches each in a kneeling position and still wearing their transport restraints, their mouths covered with tape. Bernadette hovered over them menacingly with a flogger in hand. It was somewhat surprising, although not disturbing, that she had taken the initiative without any suggestion from myself.

I ordered the wenches to their feet and explained that the restraints would be taken off each of them one at a time, that person would strip to their bra and panties, and then the restraints would be reapplied. First I removed the tape so that all six were no longer gagged.

The most curvaceous of the coeds, a blue eyed blond looker, then made an unsolicited pronouncement. “You have no right to kidnap, restrain and sexually abuse us”. My first thought was that she must be a pre-law student and I reacted quickly to her audacity. She was the first to have her restraints removed so I ordered her to strip completely nude resulting in a disbelieving look on her face and seeming paralysis of her ability to comply.

“Mistress strip the bitch” I barked to Bernadette and she immediately grabbed hold of Cadet Rhonda. Her reaction was to beg to be allowed to undress herself. Since it is equally enjoyable to watch the wench voluntarily perform the humiliating act herself I permitted Bernadette to hold back.

With an air of hostility about her she finally complied clearly uncomfortable as she stood exposed before the group. She then added in a most disrespectfully sarcastic tone “Are you happy now?”. Without responding directly to her second audacious remark I removed the maxi pad she was wearing and ordered her to open her mouth. This she refused to do so I had Bernadette grip her firmly while I produced a pair of pliers and prepared to twist her nipple with it. She promptly opened her mouth and the maxi pad was inserted.

Duct tape was reapplied to prevent the expulsion of the pad and I chortled “It will do you good to get a taste of yourself” only intensifying her venomous stare. Her waist chain was reattached and I cuffed her hands to the rear of the chain to prevent any mischief.

For further good measure I inserted a medium length non vibrating dildo into her twat and chained it in place with a second chain looped under her crotch. This evoked looks of disbelief from the other five cadets who probably could not have envisioned a female having her period treated in this manner. They had much to learn.

I made Cadet Rhonda, who was on the verge of tears face the group to whom I announced “Is anyone else prepared to express an opinion as to your legal rights”. With no response I forced Rhonda into my cramped cage where she would spend several uncomfortable hours.

As I don’t like to leave inexperienced slaves unattended in restraint for too long I decided it was time to check on the welfare of Headmistress Jones. Bernadette was instructed to flog any of the five cadets who spoke before my return. Their gags, but not their restraints, had been removed and they were ordered to stand at attention until my return.

Upon entering the guest bedroom I was treated to the sounds of Ms. Jones mmpphhhing through her penis gag. I had lost sexual interest in the rotund 58 year old with the erudite diction but did find the gag sounds erotically pleasing most likely because her face was concealed by the hood she was wearing.

Just then the cell phone rang and with the call coming from my bar I was infuriated before even answering it. It was Kristen again complaining that Patti had humiliated her in front of the customers. I abruptly terminated the call after a succinct expletive and the realization that only my presence at the bar could quell this dispute and prevent a loss of customers.

Despite my visceral sadism reality dictates that punitive measures must at times be modified either to prevent injury to the submissive or in this case the loss of a paying customer. I was still recoiling in disgust that the Headmistress of a boarding school would have a philosophical aversion to bondage discipline administered to her wayward charges. Perhaps after experiencing a dose of such discipline herself she might be persuaded to change her views.

At any rate I modified her restraints to something considerably more comfortable. Still fully clothed I allowed her to lie on her back on the guest bed and she was rather loosely spread eagled with leather cuffs. Her hood, face harness and gag were removed. To assuage her bitterness I told her that my overriding sense of compassion prevented me from exposing her to humiliation in the presence of her students. None the less she warranted punishment for undermining my authority in the presence of the students. Of course this is balderdash but on this occasion it worked.

Before leaving for my bar the five wenches standing at attention were herded into my holding cell until my return. Their restraints were left in place but new duct tape was sealed over their mouths to frustrate chat with the warning that any one who removed the tape would be severely punished. Cadet Rhonda would remain caged but I instructed Bernadette to remove her maxi pad gag after about twenty minutes. No point taking chances.

In addition Bernadette was instructed to continually monitor the captives, including Ms. Jones, continuously either by CCTV or in person. Regrettably driving from Camillus to downtown Syracuse and back, in addition to attending to matters at the bar would consume at least two hours of my precious time. Fortunately Bernadette had demonstrated she was competent to handle the tasks I assigned to her.

It was nearly 8:00PM when I arrived at my bar. Both Patti and Kristen appeared stunned by my unannounced arrival. The bar was enjoying an unusually busy Friday night and I spent several minutes exchanging banter and pleasantries with some of my regular customers before confronting my feuding employees directly.

Patti and Kristen were then ordered into the back room and to stand at attention. After listening to Kristen’s whinings I ascertained that she had learned of Patti’s embezzlement scheme and punishment and felt that she deserved to be fired and Kristen promoted to manager.

I minced no words and informed Kristen that she was to report to my Camillus home on Monday evening for a “counseling session” and that if I received one more complaint about her behavior before then that I would personally hog tie her and transport her to my home in my van. Satisfied that I had made my point I departed quite eager to continue with the discipline of the academy wenches and their Headmistress.

Today however the cell phone was to offer no respite from disturbing developments. Just as I reached my van Bernadette called to report that Cadet Rhonda was experiencing an apparent panic reaction. Despite having removed the maxi pad gag as I had instructed the wench, still cuffed and caged, was exhibiting abnormal agitation.

As much as I regretted it I felt the most appropriate response was to phone Lorraine and request that she administer emergency sedation to the wayward wench. Despite my personal distaste for Lorraine’s appearance and bearing she has always been willing to respond promptly in situations such as this and this one was no exception. She would immediately proceed to my dungeon likely arriving before myself and promptly administer the sedation.

As I pulled into my driveway Lorraine’s blazer was parked there and she greeted me as I entered my garage. She advised me that Rhonda had experienced a moderate panic attack as the result of her confinement and that after a heavy IV of valium she would be able to withstand the rigors that awaited her. Thankfully Lorraine was in a hurry to return to a previous commitment and had no interest in inflicting some abuse of her own upon my captives.

Returning to the basement I commended Bernadette for a job well done. I decided to remove Rhonda from the cage and modify her restraint. Leather ankle cuffs were applied and a cable tie arrangement was used to attach them to the sides of her restraint belt resulting in a frog tie position. Her wrists remained in leather cuffs and attached to the rear of the belt. The crotch loop was removed as was the bloodied vibrator. She was quite groggy from the sedation and offered no resistance.

The day had taken its toll upon me and I was ready to call it a night which necessitated arranging my captives for overnight confinement. I decided to leave Cadet Rhonda frog tied on the carpeted floor after using a short chain to connect her restraining belt to a wall pipe. This would prevent her from rolling around the dungeon although the secure locks made escape impossible.

I felt that leaving the five wenches confined in the cell would be granting them undeserved comfort so with assistance from Bernadette I removed one of them at a time from the cell, removed the wrists cuffs so they could strip to heir bra and panties, then recuffing their wrists to the sides of the belt.

Using chains of assorted length each was tethered to a ceiling beam in such manner that they would be forced to stand for the night and far enough apart that they could not make contact with each other. New strips of duct tape were placed over their mouths and I cranked up the gospel music on the sound system both to harass them and frustrate any attempt to converse through their gags.

Being forced to stand overnight is a not a technique I generally utilize but these wenches had been treated with kid gloves since their arrival and tired slaves are in a frame of mind more conducive to the type of obedience training that awaited them. Cadet Rhonda’s frog tie compensated for the discomfort she would have been subjected to had she been required to stand.

Next to be accommodated was Headmistress Jones who was making the best of her spread eagled restraint on the guest bed. She was freed from the restraints but informed that she would spend the night locked in the guest bedroom. Her request to view her students was denied as it would have no doubt upset her forcing me to punish her even more harshly. As I am not in the habit of providing nighties for my overnight guests she was given the choice of sleeping in the nude or in her underwear.

I desperately wanted to require Bernadette to sleep with me in my bed so that we could engage in some intimacies but she had indicated earlier she had a commitment for later in the evening so I honored her preference.

It was close to 11:30 before I fell asleep after taking a sedative pill and amusing myself by CCTV viewing of my overnight guests adjusting to their confinement. Their plight was my delight naturally. Sunday promised to be a very busy day.

END PART 41