The Blond, The Bitch, and The Wardrobe Part 24

Nats fought against the chains that bound her captive body as her agony of need continued. It felt like this torture was never ending, as she had lost her sense of time in the hood. Her universe consisted of the hood, the stool, the chains and the vibrator that was the source of her torment.

How long is this going to go on for?! I think that we have already been here for over an hour. Mistress Adele must have forgotten about us, or decided to keep the punishment going because we won’t give in to her demands.

She carried on with her futile actions as she was driven by the need within her. Nats was no more able to stop struggling than she was able to stop breathing and she tried to press herself against the stool in a useless effort to gain enough pleasure to achieve the fulfilment that her body craved.

“Poor girls. Are you both suffering exquisitely? You are fighting so fiercely.” Adele’s voice was in Nats’s ears again. She begged and pleaded into her hood, hoping that Adele could hear her. “You girls still have a long way to go. After all, it has only been twenty minutes since you started.”

Twenty minutes! We’re only one third of the way through! That can’t be true, it seems like over an hour! Are you playing with us, and lying so that we will suffer more?

“Don’t worry, you two have only another 40 minutes to go, and I’m sure that you will survive your ordeals.”

Nats screamed and swore through her gag as the torture of need fed the fire in her womanhood. She felt like the chains were tearing into her as she pulled against them. Nats tried to wriggle her hands out of her chains, thinking that it might give her a real chance to escape, but there was no progress whatsoever.

It seemed like forever was still in front of her when she heard the earplugs crackle. “Only another ten minutes has gone, Nats. You have reached half-way.” Nats screamed obscenities into her hood, trying to use that to relieve her feelings. “You do seem to be very agitated, my slave. Therefore, I will give you the fulfilment that you need in a few minutes. There is a choice to be made concerning your mother, however”.

What choice? What is it that Mistress Adele wants me to decide? Nats wondered what she was supposed to choose.

“For getting your orgasm early, you must make one or two options. One, you must watch your mother orgasm before you have yours.” Mistress Adele cannot mean this! There is no way on Earth that I can watch that. “Two. I leave her like this until her time is up and then she will orgasm, with your both wearing hoods. Nod your head for one, or shake your head for two.”

Nats shook her head as she felt that this was the only option she could give. “Okay, Nats, you have made your choice.” The helpless girl felt her bottom being caressed, before sensing the vibrator being pressed into her slightly.

The switching of the vibrator to maximum made Nats feel like her very self was explode. Every second took her closer to the peak of her want, and she continued to press herself into the stool.

“MMMMMMGGGGMMMMMMGGGMMMMGGG!” Nats cried out as the wave of bliss washed over her body, permeating her very being. She shook and shivered on top of her stool, oblivious even to the chains that bound her as her awareness was contained in this unlimited joy...

Nats became aware that the vibrator had been removed, along with her crotch chain and she settled as best as she could, before drowsing off.

“Wakey, Wakey, my slave. Did you enjoy your rest?” Nats blinked as the light hit her face. She looked up at her captor, wondering how long she had slept for. “The full hour is up now, and I am giving you a break from your hoods.” Nats then looked to the right as she heard a slight sob.

Her mother was giving her a reproachful look, with her eyes slightly red!

“Surely you haven’t forgotten about that, my slave? You made the decision that you could rest and mummy dearest had to spend an extra half-hour being tormented? Had you neither shook nor nodded, you would have at least displayed solidarity with dear mummy. But you chose to have a rest while she was still suffering her torture. I’m not sure that she’s entirely happy with you, especially as she heard me talking half an hour ago.”

Nats realised that her mother was looking quite upset. But it’s not my fault mum! I didn’t know that Mistress would actually do this to you!

“I’m going to place you two on the floor for a rest after your ordeal. You’ll both be put in a hogtie and be expected to remain in that position.” Nats watched as Adele went to her mother and unlocked the padlock connecting the chest chain to the chain that bound her mother to the stool. The padlock connecting the other end of that chain was removed and Adele forced Mum to stand, before making her hop to the rug in front of the settee. Mum was then made to lie down on her front with her feet to the settee, before Adele bent her legs so that her heels pressed into her bottom. Adele picked up a length of chain with a padlock, and wrapped it tightly around Mum’s ankle and wrist chains before padlocking it on top and leaving Mum in a very strict hogtie.

Nats had the chest and ankle padlocks removed from her and she was made to hop to the right of her mother, before being made to lie down on her front as well. Adele took another chain and padlock, bent Nats’s legs in a 90 degree angle, wrapped the chain around her wrist and ankle chains, and then padlocked the chain to her wrist chain out of reach of her fingers.

“Okay girls, I am leaving to do some work. You two stay where you are.” Adele then walked out of the room. When I was just here, escape wasn’t important, but now that Mistress Adele is tormenting my mum, I must find a way to free us. Nats looked over to the bar stools and noticed that one of the padlocks lying on the floor still had a key in it. These are only small padlocks and the keys normally fit all of them. If we can get free, we can overpower Mistress Adele and call for help. Mum will be free of her torment then. Given my loose hogtie, I should have no problem getting to the key. I won’t be able to free myself, but I can release mum and she can remove my bonds.

Using her limited mobility, Nats started to slowly roll to the stools, making sure that she didn’t veer off course. It took a little time, but she managed to position herself on her left side so that she could hopefully find the key. She concentrated on finding the lock with the key in and after ten minutes, her fingers came into contact with the padlock with the key attached. It may be easier to roll back holding the padlock and the key, it is easier to hold and if I drop it, there shouldn’t be any trouble finding it again. Nats grasped the lock and key firmly and rolled back onto her right to face her mother.

She was shaking her head and had a horrified look on her face!

Nats wondered what was wrong as mum issued a stream of “Noph’s!” through her gag. I’m going to rescue you, mum! We’re going to be free from this nightmare! All I have to do is unlock your hogtie chain and we’ll be able to get free! Nats started to roll back, but with each rotation of her body, her mother seemed to get more and more frantic.

Nats then reached her mother and removed the key from the padlock. I just have to put this key in the padlock holding your hogtie chain and it should be plain sailing. Nats then tried to reach her mother’s hogtie padlock but she was struggling and writhing. What’s wrong with mum?! It’s almost as if she’s trying to stop me freeing her! Mum please be still, we could be free in minutes!

Nats rolled onto her left side and moved up to Mum, and took hold of Mum’s hogtie chain firmly. She then rolled onto her front, pulling her mother onto her right side in the process. That will stop you from being able to struggle, and I can start releasing us. Nats looked at her mother and noticed that she just lay there, whimpering. It’s okay, mum, I just wish I knew what you were so scared about. Rolling herself onto her left side, Nats slowly wormed herself within reach. After a minute, Nats found the padlock, inserted the key, and turned it.

Nothing happened.

Nats tried again, but the padlock stayed as it was. She turned the key the other way, and the padlock still remained closed. What is going on, this key worked! I saw Mistress Adele using it! Nats then heard a cry from her mother.

“Did you think that I would leave a key around so that you would be able to free yourself! Did you actually think that you had a chance of escape! That key only worked on those four locks.” Adele rolled Mum back onto her front and did the same with Nats. She then unlocked Nats’s hogtie and relocked it so that Nats was as tightly hogtied as her mother.

“Why didn’t you pay attention to mummy, Nats. You should have listened to her and given up, but instead you will both be punished for your attempted escape. Before I removed your hood, I told mummy that you would try to get free as soon as I left the room. I also told her that your attempt would fail. Now you will make her suffer for your foolhardiness.” Adele went to a bag and picked up a riding crop.

“Nats, I would offer you a choice, watch me pleasure your mother or lie there while she is punished, but I know your response. Oh well, mummy, it looks like your daughter prefers to see you beaten.” Mum begged and pleaded to Adele, but it was useless.

“MMMMMGGGMMM!” screamed Mum as the crop struck the soles of her feet. Nats cried out in sympathy and struggled uselessly. Again and again her mother screamed as blow after blow landed.

“Remember Nats, this is your fault.” This is so unfair, you’re punishing mum, when it is my fault. I’m the one who should have her feet beaten. She counted each blow and cry. There were ten in all.

“You don’t get off yourself, slave.” Adele said. Nats screamed through her gag as her soles were struck by the crop again and again. When it ended, her blows totalled ten. “Now to ensure that you will not try any more tricks. I am going to hood you two, and I may decide to hand out more punishment soon.” Adele picked up the hoods and locked the first one on Mum. Then Adele went to Nats and placed the second one on her.

Nats lay there helpless, with her soles on fire, and wondering if Adele will make things even worse for her soon...

After some time Nats heard Adele’s voice in her ears. “I am taking you up to the Wardrobe. If you offer any resistance, mummy will be severely punished for it.” The helpless girl felt her hogtie chain being removed before she was made to stand up. Then she hopped along fearfully, with a hand holding her elbow chains. Adele could guide me anywhere like this. I hope that she hasn’t got something nasty planned for me. Next, she was forced to sit down and she sighed with relief as she realised that she was on the stair lift. She went upstairs, was made to stand up and then hop to the next lift.

After another trip up the stairs, Nats knew that she was outside Adele’s bedroom. I wonder what Adele has done with you, mum. Are you up here, or are you still downstairs? After being made to stand up, Nats found herself hopping along until she was finally made to stop. I’m probably going to be tortured in here. I just hope that you are still hogtied downstairs mum, I really don’t want to see you in here.

Nats felt the chains around her ankles being removed, followed by the ones below her knees. Then the chains above her knees were unwound, and finally, her thigh chains were taken off. She sighed with relief as her legs were no longer bit into by the links.

“Spread your feet apart, so that there is three feet between them.” Nats slowly moved her feet outwards, as her balance was impaired because she could not see and her arms were still firmly bound.

After a minute though, she felt that her feet were in the right position. Nats then felt something that seemed to be soft leather being wrapped around her right ankle. It then felt like it was being strapped on firmly. Next, something went around her left ankle. I think that Mistress Adele is putting leather cuffs on my feet. She must have something ‘interesting’ planned for me.

Nats noticed that the chain around her waist had been taken off, and the chains around her chest were being loosened. Before long, these chains fell to the ground and soon the chains around Nats’s elbows and wrists were gone.

“Move your arms around for a minute, it will be good for them, and then let them drop by your side.” Nats did as she was told, and enjoyed the feeling of freedom in her upper limbs, even if it was just temporary. She finished and put her arms down by her side, awaiting Adele’s next move.

A soft leather cuff was put around Nats’s right wrist and another was wrapped around her left. Her arms were then brought above her head and then placed in a spread out position. Nats could feel something happen after that, but she had no idea what Adele was doing, because she couldn’t see or hear anything under the hood.

She then cried out with shocked as her arms, legs and body started to feel stretched. OMG! My arms are being pulled up! Does Mistress Adele plan to hang me in the air? The lifting of her body stopped, but Nats had to stand on the balls of her feet as her heels could no longer touch the ground.

“Get used to this position, slave, as you will be in it for a while.” Nats tried to move, but found that she was very restricted. My wrists and ankles must be connected to spreader bars! It’s like being on a rack, but I’m virtually on tiptoe instead of lying down. When she tried to move her arms, she discovered that they seemed to swivel at a point above her head. The middle of the bar must be connected to a rope or chain. Nats lifted her feet off the floor, but they only travelled a little before the bar that spread her feet went no further. Mistress Adele must have chained the other bar to the ground. If I’m lifted up high enough, I really will be stretched as if I’m on a rack.

The girl felt something move at the back of her neck and then noticed that the zip was being pulled up. When Mistress Adele removes my hood, I will finally be able to see what she has in store for me. The hood was pulled off, and Nats blinked a few time to get used to the light.

She then saw her mother, who was in exactly the same kind of bondage as she was!

Nats looked into her mother’s terrified face, as she pleaded and begged. “Noph! Pleph! Noph! Naph! Pleph!” What’s happened to you?! I thought that Mistress Adele had left you downstairs. She looked at the bonds that held her mother. The spreader bars had a ring in the middle, to which a large swivel eyehook was attached. The hook attached to the ankle bar was padlocked onto a small chain, of which the other end was padlocked to a small ring on the floor. The hook on the upper bar had a rope tied to it which went into the ceiling.

“As you can see, slave, you are both restrained in the same way.” Nats looked up above her head and down to her feet to realise that this was true. Nats saw her mother continue to beg and plead in fear. “I brought her up here before you, Nats, and after I placed you in your new bondage, I have been explaining to mummy dearest about all of the delightful tortures that are in store for her for the rest of the morning. I guess that she would want anything else but that, but I think that you would disapprove.”

Nats’s mother continued to beg and plead to her daughter. “Noph Naph, Pleph!”

Adele walked over to the wall and took a metal, pear-shaped item off a hook. “I forgot to mention this one, mummy. It’s called ‘The Pear of Anguish’ and guess where it goes.” At this point, Mum’s eyes widened like saucers and her face grew even more terrified. “Oh yes, and when you turn the screw, it gets wider and wider. I think that I shall save this for the end.”

Mum threw her head back and let out a loud scream that seemed to go on forever. Then her head fell forward and her body slumped, and she just whimpered. Nats screamed and shouted at Adele. That’s horrible, Mistress! I’m the one who isn’t giving in, you should do this to me, not mum!

“Oh dear, I hope that I haven’t ‘Broken the Cutie’ so to speak.” Adele then looked at Nats. “Mummy’s torture is to have all of this done to her. Your torture is to watch while it happens. You could so easily avoid all of this suffering if you just accept me making her happy instead. Well, I guess you can’t care for your mummy that much then.”

Adele then picked up a control device and pressed a button. Mum’s feet left the ground and she was suspended in the air, with her body stretched out. The captive whimpered at her forced suspension and from knowing what was in store for her. Adele then turned Mum around on the swivelled hooks so that her back was facing Nats. Stop it! Please stop it! Don’t let this happen! It’ll destroy me and mum!

Mum was begging and pleading even more as Adele picked up a bamboo cane. “Remember this, Nats? It’s the very same cane that was used on you the first day we met, so you know just how much it hurts. I think that it was six of the best on that day, so it will be the same for poor, helpless mummy.” Adele then stood to the left side of Mum with the cane in her right hand.

The cane was lifted up, and Adele delivered a strong blow to the bottom of Nats’s mother. Her whole body arched as she screamed from the pain that she received, and Nats screamed in sympathy at this. I should be the one you should punish Mistress, I’m the one who should receive the pain!

“There are five more blows to come, poor mummy, and this is only the beginning.”

Adele raised the cane for another blow...