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Bonnie -- Her Brother’s Slave
Chapter Seven
by Lewis Chappelle
The package of materials which had just arrived contained three expensive and erotic items.
The most expensive item was a straight jacket of soft leather with a collar which buckled under the chin. Two straps went through the crotch in the front and attached tightly in back, and several straps with buckles allowed the arms to be pulled in opposite directions around the chest.
The next was a pair of “Puppy Paws” also of soft leather and padded on the inside which made them look like round miniature boxing gloves. The closing strap went around the wrist and buckled tightly. The paws also had a D ring in the top to aid in restraint.
The third was a black leather full-head covering - essentially a hood. It was secured by laces in the back and included snap-ons for a gag and blindfold. It also had essential, yet un-objectional, breathing holes and a zippered opening where the mouth would be.
Before Jane buckled Bonnie into the magnificent and very costly bondage jacket and head gear, she slid a remote controlled vibrating butt plug and dildo into poor Bonnie and strapped her into a tight waist cincher. She buckled a wide strap around her enhanced tits to create added pressure and discomfort. She kept Bonnie naked from the waist down except for a pair of strappy four inch heels.
Skippy and Jane decided that Bonnie would be more pleasing to look at if she were made to stand, so they attached the D ring in her hood to a thick chain which dangled from the dungeon ceiling to keep her standing upright. Since Bonnie was blindfolded, she couldn’t defend herself from the whip which could be used across her exposed legs, ass and cunt and she obviously felt particularly vulnerable.
Jane as given the task of offering Bonnie water through a straw periodically to keep her hydrated. She was to be allowed to drink as much or as little as she wanted.
From time-to-time Jane let her long tail whip swish in front of her so Bonnie would know she was at sever risk. And, when Jane slapped the whip down next to Bonnie’s toes, she could feel the rush of air and would jump involuntarily. Watching her dance to the tune of the whip was great fun for Jane and Skippy.
Jane activated the vibrators periodically to keep Bonnie’s attention and to keep her moving
Skippy decided they needed lunch and he used his cell phone to call the main house to get his Mother to bring something over to his place for them. He told her to hurry as he had something very interesting to show her. Bonnie heard all this and was again aghast at her predicament and that her Mother would see her so vulnerable.
“Mom, I’m sure you know that’s Bonnie inside the straight jacket and hood don’t you,” he asked.
“Ya, I could tell by her legs. She always had good gams but since she’s been working out with the new trainer, they are really looking much better Lots of definition, don’t you think?”
“Yes, they do look good, and not to change the subject, but thanks for bringing lunch over for us. Dad has trained you well!” And now that I think of it, I want you to use this nice single tail whip on Bonnie’s legs and ass. It’ll sting but won’t break the skin. Give us a show while we eat!”
Their Mother knew what he wanted her to do and looked chagrined at the prospect of whipping her daughter, but she knew better than to challenge her son. She was an in-house slave herself and knew well the penalty for disobeying him. She took the whip and looked again at her helpless daughter and took pity on her‘ she looked at her daughter’s, well toned and flawless legs and admired them but knew she would soon be the bearer of pain to her own dear child.
Skippy looked into his Mother’s eyes and nodded to her as if giving a non-verbal command to start the whipping. And, she did. While Bonnie could not shout, they all could hear her sobbing and gripping over in pain as her body was wracked with pain from the slashing strokes.
“Bonnie, I know you are not feeling well right now, but let me ask you, do you want Mom to whip your ass a five more times before she leaves?” Skippy asked in his sweetest voice. Bonnie could be seen to nod, thus giving assent to additional punishment. And so it was; five more slashes across her perfect ass.
Skippy got a hard-one watching the whip hit his sister and Jane, ever attentive, eagerly relieved him with her ever improving oral skills.
“Jane, go over there and check out Bonnie’s marks. And check her cunt to see if she is aroused from her whipping,” Skippy ordered.
“And. Mom, you did well. I’ll be sure to give a good report of your accomplishment to Dad when I see him later today. But don’t touch anything that you are not supposed to touch. Dad will know if you do. You can go now and let Bonnie to us. We still have some more fun in store for her before we’re through with her for the day.”
“Let’s get the jacket off her and then slip on the doggie paws. I want to see those paws attached by their D rings to the other overhead chains and pulled tight to the side. I want to see those nice tits stand out against her rib cage and I want to torture those big buggers. I know Dad inserted some good material under her muscles there so there won’t be any danger to her if we get rough with them,” he said to Jane. Bonnie recoiled again in fear.
Good thinking, Dad!” he mused to himself.
Skippy had purchased a nipple stretcher many years ago but had never used it. It was still in the box it came in. The directions were there explained that the large oval-shaped base plate assembly piece was to be placed on the bone between the slaves tits. The large end of the enclosed “T” bar was to be threaded into the hole in the center of that base plate. Nipple clips on monofilament wire were attached to either ends of the cross section of the “T”. When the clips were snapped onto the nipples and the thumb screw turned outward, tension would be created on the nipples pulling them away from the slave’s body. And, if the tension was great enough the slave would suffer greatly which is just what Skippy had in mind.
Jane did the instillation of the piece but Skippy turned the thumb screw. Every minute or so he would turn the screw another quarter turn and Bonnie’s nipples slowly became quite distended. In fact, the pain she experience from this torture got so intense that her knees buckled and she fainted. He released the tension and did what was necessary to revive her then started the process all over again. After three fainting spells Skippy removed the device and just let her hang in place but her nipples were sore as hell.
As the afternoon was drawing to an end, Skippy was ready to take a whip to those distended nipples and to the luscious tits he had his eyes on all during the day. But, Bonnie started to fidget and press her legs together. Jane observed that Bonnie might need to pee after drinking so much water and she so advised Skippy.
“This will be great fun, Jane. I’ll whip Bonnie’s tits until she pisses on herself. I’ll bet her piss will sting those nice stripes Mom made on the front of the her thighs, don’t ya think?”
Bonnie did not want to piss herself. She thought, “I do have some dignity left, I hope.”
But the tit whipping was intense and she could not contain herself any longer. The first dribble excited Skippy who just tapped away on her now crimson tits. Soon the full flow came and Bonnie was devastated.
Her easy life as an in-house slave girl was over and the cruel erotic passions of her brother would take her to places of erotic submission and pleasure she had never been before. She had long ago been conditioned to be aroused by his acts of abuse, pain, bondage, and humiliation directed at her. And she always seemed to be ready for more.
End of Chapter # 7
Note # 1. The author will delay writing further chapters to this story at this time while he pursues a new bdsm project which has captured his imagination. It is his plan to add additional chapters to the story about Bonnie and her brother, in “Bonnie - Her Brother’s Slave, Volume ll ” at a later date.
Note # 2. The author would appreciate comments, (including updates to previous comments), regarding this work directly to the reviewer section of the bdsm Library or to biggreek100@aol.com.
Note # 3. The author claims copyright protection for the work published above, and any derivative work, under the provisions of the Berne Convention as signed by the USA in 1989. LC
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