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BOOK 1

 

Chapter 7

 

      Traci heard a strange noise coming from across the room.  It sounded like someone mumbling.  Constance removed the blindfold, and Traci made a big show of blinking and squinting.  “Hi Beth” said Connie.  “This is Traci.  Traci, this is Beth.”  Traci nodded her head at Beth.  She couldn’t believe it.  It was just as Connie had said, but she still couldn’t believe it.  Beth sat on the bed in a uniform that matched Connie’s.  She was blond with blue eyes and a nice figure.  She was probably about thirty years old.  She had a blue ball that matched her uniform tightly strapped in her mouth, held in place by a web of black leather straps that nearly covered her face and head.  One went through the ball and around her head, buckling at the nape of her neck.  Two more came from either side of the ball, going around her nose before becoming one and continuing over her head.  A third set was buckled tightly under her chin, keeping her constantly biting down on the sphere in her mouth.  Traci could see a small padlock hanging from the buckle under her chin.  There was a small hole in the middle of the ball, about the diameter of a pencil.  A glass with a straw protruding from it sat on an end table.  Some sort of leather harness ran above and below her breasts.  She had thick, black leather cuffs locked on her upper arms just above her elbows.  They were attached to the harness; keeping her upper arms pinned tightly to her sides.  She wore another set of the same style cuffs locked on her wrists.  They were locked together in front of her by a short chain, and then to a wide leather belt that encircled her waist.  Two more sets of cuffs were locked above her knees, and on her ankles.  The knee cuffs were locked to each other, and the ankle cuffs were connected by a twelve inch length of chain.  She had a four inch tall leather collar around her neck.  A shiny silver ring hung from the front of it, and a thick chain was locked to it with a heavy padlock.  The chain was attached to a ring in the floor by another heavy lock.  The chain was long enough that Beth could use the bathroom, but not leave the room. 

     “Beth is being punished.  She can’t seem to follow the rules” Connie told Traci.  Traci nodded like she was hearing it for the first time.  Beth whined something around the large ball stopping up her mouth.  “I have to put her to bed now.”  Connie led Traci to the foot of the bed, and hooked her leash to an eyelet halfway up the post.  Several eyebolts went up each post and across the headboard and footboard of the bed.  Connie picked up a remote control off the bed and turned off the television.  She then told Beth to stand up.  Beth grumbled something behind her gag, but complied.  Connie walked behind her and fished a ring of keys out of her apron pocket.  She unlocked the harness and then the elbow cuffs and took them all off.  She then unlocked the waist belt.  Beth turned around and faced her.    Next she unlocked the wrist cuffs from the waist belt and each other, but left them locked on Beth’s wrists.  Beth pointed to the gag.  “I’ll get to that dear” Connie said with a fake smile, as she knelt down to release her legs.  Connie unlocked and removed the knee cuffs and then the chain between Beth’s ankles.  “Is Bethy wethy tired of the gaggy waggy?” she teased, tapping the ball with her finger.  Beth looked back at her with angry eyes.  Connie unlocked the many padlocks, but left the gag in place.  Finally she said “Okay, you can take it off now.  Go get ready for bed.”  Beth couldn’t get the harness gag off quick enough.  “I’m going to get you for this, Connie.  You could at least be nice to me.  You get punished too, you know.”  Beth stormed off towards the bathroom.  “You were supposed to be here an hour ago” she shouted, and slammed the bathroom door.  “What a bitch!” Connie said under her breath, but loud enough so Traci could hear.  She picked up the gag where Beth had dropped it on the floor and held it in front of Traci’s face.  “See, it has a hole in the center, so she doesn’t have problems breathing.  She can also drink liquids through a straw, so she doesn’t get dehydrated.

     After about ten minutes, Beth came back out of the bathroom.  She was wearing a knee length, white cotton nightgown with buttons from the collar to the waist.  It was short sleeved, and Traci could see that she still wore the thick leather cuffs locked on her ankles and wrists.   She carried a gag in left hand which she handed to Connie.  It was a pear gag like Traci had worn earlier, except the pear was rubber and had a hole running through it like the ballgag had.  “I have to put it on her, because Mr. Proctor feels Beth leaves the straps too loose when she gags herself” Connie told Traci.  She shortly had the gag locked onto Beth.  “Up on the bed on your back, and stretch out spread eagle” Connie instructed.  Beth got onto the bed and made her body into an X.  Connie took four short chains from a drawer of the night stand, and secured Beth’s limbs to the posts of the bed.  She had some room to move, but definitely wasn’t going to get loose.  After she had closed the last padlock, Connie said to Beth “I’m going to use the leather discipline helmet on you tonight.  It’s Mr. Proctor’s orders.”  Beth shook her head and moaned into the gag.  This one was much more effective than the ballgag harness.  “Are you going to fight me?” Connie asked.  Beth looked at her angrily, but shook her head.  She went to the night stand and took out a black leather hood and a small box.  She laid them on the bed, and went to the bathroom, returning with a handful of cotton balls and a roll of white medical tape.  She showed them to Traci and then dropped them into the pocket on her apron.  Getting up on the bed, she straddled Beth’s chest.  Traci had to move to the side as far as her leash would allow so she could see what was going on.  Connie held a cotton ball in front of Beth’s eye, and she closed it.  She then placed the wad of cotton on top of Beth’s eyelid and secured it with two pieces of tape.  She repeated the process on the other eye, and Beth was blinded.  Opening the box, Connie took out two small yellow objects and held them out for Traci to see.  It took her a moment to figure out what they were.  They were foam rubber ear plugs.  Connie turned Beth’s head to one side and inserted the ear plug.  Beth quickly reacted and tried to turn her head, but Connie was quicker, and used her palm on the side of Beth’s face, pinning her cheek to the pillow.  She then packed the outer ear with cotton, and taped over the whole ear.  She turned her head to the other side, and held it in place while she deafened the other ear.  Connie grabbed the leather hood and quickly pulled it over Beth’s head.  It had no eyeholes, but Connie centered the mouth and nose holes in place before pinning her left cheek to the pillow and tightly lacing it up the back. 

     Connie straightened Beth’s head and then pinched off her nose, holding her hand in front of the gag to feel if air was coming out its hole.  When she was satisfied, she released her nose and plugged the hole in the gag, checking the airflow coming through her nose.  Next, Connie retrieved the ankle and wrist cuffs and the waist belt off of the floor.  When she started to put them on, Beth started to squirm.  She had no chance, bound as she was.  Connie soon had them attached in their proper places.  She got lengths of rope of the nightstand and tied them to rings on the sides of her waist belt.  She then tied them off tightly to ringbolts on the side rails of the bed, midway between the head and footboards.  She then tied pieces to the elbow cuffs and secured them downwards to the same ringbolts, taking all the movement from her arms.  She tied her knees up and out to the same places, taking away any slack in her legs.  Beth had given up fighting by now.  She was totally immobilized.  A very low humming noise came from under the hood every so often. 

     Connie went into Beth’s other nightstand and came out with a vibrator.  It was seven inches long and rather fat.  A cord ran from its end to a battery pack control box. Connie held it up in front of Traci with a triumphant smile on her face.  She unzipped the crotch of Traci’s cat suit and punched the code she had given her into the panel on the chastity belt.  It unlocked and Connie quickly got it out from under the tight vinyl.  Getting on the bed, she pushed Beth’s nightgown up to her waist.  She wore no underwear.  Turning the vibrator on low, she rubbed its tip along Beth’s slit.  Beth struggled, the little she could and threw her head from side to side.  Connie teased her until she was wet enough to insert the vibrator, pumping it back and forth, pushing it a little further in each time until she had taken it all.  Quickly, she grabbed the chastity belt with one hand, while holding the vibrator inside Beth with the other.  She got the waist belt locked around her.  It was a little loose, but still a good fit.  She pulled up the crotch piece and released the vibrator.  It came out a little, but she forced it back in as she locked the belt shut.  She turned the remote to high, and pulled her nightgown back down.  Her hips started bucking the little the restraints would allow. 

     Unhooking Traci’s leash, a wicked grin came across her face.  She reached into her apron pocket and withdrew two of the small rubber bands.  Jumping up on the bed, she unbuttoned the top of Beth’s night gown until her breasts were bare.  Beth had beautiful breasts.  Her nipples stood out like pencil erasers.  Connie soon had them tightly wrapped with the rubber bands.

     She picked up Traci’s blindfold and walked towards her.  Traci shook her head.  Connie smiled and nodded in return, then securely blindfolded her.  Kneeling down, she pulled out the front of the cat suit, so she wouldn’t catch anything, and zipped it closed.  She led Traci out into the hall, locking Beth’s door behind them. 

     Connie led her the other way from her room.  They stopped about ten steps down the hall, and Traci heard Connie unlocking another door.  She brought Traci inside and closed the door.

 

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