Slave Girls in Bondage
Chapter 43
It was not the first time Michelle had an orgasm while tied up, but it
certainly was the first time she had an orgasm with a ballgag stuffed in her
mouth and an audience watching. While she could have done without the gag, the
audience was an interesting twist to the norm.
When Canjac had finished, he signaled one of his men who pulled a lever
part way down the corridor. The tension on the chain eased, allowing the buxom
brunette to straighten up. At the same time the restraints holding her feet in
place snapped back into the floor.
"Turn around so you face us."
Michelle shuffled about so she faced him.
"Anybody else want to use her?"
"I do."
It was Rolfo, the man she had met with the day before. She suspected
from the beginning that it was his goal to use her. Until Canjac made his
promises, she had not completely believed the man. She thought he only wanted to
get in her panties.
Shuffling her feet about she turned about again. Then looking down, she
spread her legs to put her feet through the rings. As she bent forward, the
tension on the chain caused the restraints to snap in place. With her head back
so she could see her face in the mirror, she waited.
The luscious brunette came even faster this time. Michelle thought she
might even have a second (or would it be a third?) but the man did not have the
stamina to satisfy her. She hoped some of the others would want to use her.
The chain was released. She straightened up and turned around.
"Anyone else?"
Of course they all wanted a turn at her body. The whole procedure was to
get her used to offering her body to men, and having them take advantage of it.
By the time the last man finished with her, she was quite used to bending over
with her legs spread.
"That chain will work as a tethering chain," Canjac informed her once
they had finished with her. "You cannot move outside the square. The chain
simply isn't long enough for you to move beyond the edge of the square. In an
hour or so someone will come along and give you something to drink. Feeding and
potty time will come later."
"Since this is your world," he said as he gestured toward the square
painted on the floor, "You have no need to see what is going on outside the
square. When we take you elsewhere, we will carry you and you will be wearing
this." He held up the leather blindfold Michelle had worn when he carried her to
this place.
Canjac caressed the brunette's nipples as he spoke. They were still
erect from her frequent orgasms. Michelle did not object. She wanted him to
continue. Being bound and gagged, the decision whether he would continue or stop
was not hers.
"Remember the rules: we can only use your pussy. If you get down on your
knees, it means you want to include your mouth in the bargain. Remain on you
feet and we will honor the bargain we made. If you get down on your knees, it
means you want to change the deal."
Canjac started to turn away but paused.
"Before you think you can cheat and sit down on your fanny, I should
tell you that the chain is too short for you to sit. Your fanny won't reach the
floor because of the length of the chain. You either stand or kneel, there are
no other options."
Michelle had rather enjoyed herself. Okay, it was uncomfortable being
bound in that position but the many orgasms made up for it.
Her mouth was another matter. Not that she had not sucked her
boyfriends' cocks, but this was her mouth and as long as she kept the ballgag in
her mouth, it was her property.
For the next half hour Michelle stood in the corridor. No one came by,
no one watched her. She was a sexy, naked, helpless body that everyone ignored.
After the interval of time Canjac had specified, the door on her left
opened. The man who emerged in view was one of those who had used her before.
Knowing this was a test, she quickly turned about, inserted her feet in the
rings and bent over. Her eyes rested on her reflection in the mirror as she felt
the restraints snap into place about the high heeled sandals.
The man moved slowly to insure Michelle had time to finish. Once beyond
her, he pulled the lever that released the tension on the chain so she could
straighten up.
The buxom beauty paced about the square. She had not realized how
uncomfortable it was wearing shoes with fifteen centimeter stiletto heels.
Putting all her weight on her right foot, she bent her left back until the heel
touched the single glove. She repeated the process with her left foot.
"I wonder how much longer until I get something to eat?" she thought as
she paced around in a small circle. She tested the limits of her freedom every
minute or two. What Canjac had said was true. She could not move beyond the edge
of the square.
Glancing to her right and left, she checked to insure no one was
watching. Standing on her left leg and bending that knee a little, she extended
her right foot at far as she could. The toe of the sandal extended five or six
centimeters beyond the line.
The next man came by half an hour after the first, pausing for a minute
to fondle her dangling titties. Michelle felt herself being aroused but the man
did not avail himself of her exposed pussy.
She grunted her displeasure as he walked off.
The pain began in the arches and slowly worked its way up her calves.
When it came time to water her, the man inserted a plug in the hole in
the ballgag while holding the bottle over Michelle's head. He pushed her head
back so the cool water would slide down her throat without choking her. She was
not allowed to sit or kneel during the watering process.
The next man through did little more than glance in the brunette's
direction. He waited impatiently at the lever while she finished getting into
position. As soon as she was locked into position, he pulled down and hurried
off.
The pain worked its way up her calves to her knees.
Michelle had already made up her mind long before the next man appeared.
As soon as he appeared in sight, she fell to her knees.
"Hungry for something to eat, huh?"
She enjoyed doing the blowjob. It was not the act she enjoyed, but
rather the fact her weight was off her feet. She tried to pull her mouth off
when she felt him start to come, but he had both hands on the back of her head
to keep it where he wanted it.
"Swallow it. Good girl. Now put it back the way it was when you found
it."
Michelle had to continue sucking until he became erect again.
"Keep this in your mouth while I get you a new gag."
He shoved the rubber ball in her open mouth but did not fasten the
straps.
It took him only seconds to get a dildo-harness gag. (Canjac knew
Michelle would not be able to remain long on her feet in those heels. The
bondage device was within reach at all times.)
This gag was similar in construction to the other. Inside of a rubber
ball it had a dildo six centimeters long. The brunette's dark eyes opened wide
as he offered the shaft to her mouth. She did not see how the whole thing could
fit in, but it was not meant to, at least not permanently. Only about half the
dildo was in her mouth. Another harness fastened about her head kept it in
place.
Word quickly spread throughout the complex that Michelle was on her
knees. Every man, including those who had arrived later, wanted to have a go at
her mouth.
Shortly after she received the new gag the first man arrived. The
kneeling captive waited for him to remove the gag so she could use her mouth on
him, but that was not his intent.
"Up into position."
Michelle moved slowly, discovering that her legs had become stiff from
kneeling. Spreading her legs apart, she inserted the toes of the shoes into the
rings. As she bent forward, the restraints popped up as the chain pulled her
head back.
While the buxom captive could not straighten up, that did not mean she
was immobile. As the man thrust his hips against her bottom, Michelle's body
rocked forward. As it did, the chain pulled other chains on the harness, drawing
the dildo deeper into her mouth. Each time his cock slid forward into her pussy,
the dildo slid back into her mouth.
Michelle knew they were training her to enjoy giving blowjobs. She also
knew she did not need much training.
When he was finished, the man allowed her to straighten up and turn
around.
"Back on your knees."
Using her tongue, Michelle cleaned up after herself. When she was done,
she sucked on his cock until it was hard again.
The dildo-gag harness went back on the captive.
When it came time for feeding, a man repeated the process with a liquid
lunch. He inserted one end into a hole in the outside end of the dildo. She
sucked on the dildo to get lunch.
So that was how Michelle's first day as a "guest" went.
By evening the only difference between and a slave girl was that she did
not wear a collar. She kept reminding herself that she had to undergo this for
only 30 days before they would release. She had to wonder though just what she
would do when they let her go.
Would she hunger after every man's cock?
What if she fell to her knees at a guy's approach?
What if she found herself being aroused merely by being tied up?
At potty time they removed the chain, but applied another blindfold.
Slung over a man's shoulder, the buxom brunette was carried off to a bathroom.
Dinner was much the same as lunch.
After the man left, she found herself still sucking on the dildo in her
mouth. Was it because she was thinking of eating, or because she enjoyed it?
Lowering her head a little so she could see her erect nipples, she knew the
answer.
Canjac and his men had been busy all day with Nancy so Michelle did not
get much attention. Still, by the time they were ready to put her to bed, she
was accustomed to her bondage and being used as any slave girl.
Two men came for her late in the day. They removed the chain and the
dildo-gag harness. Into her mouth they inserted another dildo. This was almost
identical to the first except it did not have the harness and the hole through
the center was someone larger.
Once they had the ends of the strap securely buckled behind her head,
one man added a leather blindfold. In seconds she found herself slung over a
man's shoulder and being carried about.
"I'll show you where to put her."
The beautiful captive had no idea where she was or where they were
taking her. She thought they might have some bed, or at least a stall or a cage
for her to get some sleep, but instead they slung her over a padded post. On the
far side there was a board descending at a forty-five-degree angle. Her upper
body and chin rested on it. A pair of straps across her upper and lower back
kept her secured in position.
Another strap went across her lower back to keep her bottom in position.
One strap went around each upper thigh to keep her legs spread apart.
Almost as soon as they put her in this position Michelle fell asleep,
but her training as a slave girl continued during the night. On several
occasions she awoke from her orgasm, realizing through the daze of sleep that
she was being used.
Michelle's introduction to being a "guest" was well underway. She had no
idea what her fate would be.
And not even Canjac knew where Michelle's visit would lead.
