The Blond, The Bitch, and The Wardrobe Part 27

Time passed for Nats as she lay on the bed, and she noticed every tormenting second of it. Every so often, just when it felt like her desire was diminishing, there would be several strokes on her defenceless womanhood which brought her to the edge and the peak of her sexual torture.

Her only method of trying to relieve her frustration was to scream into her hood, and she was going horse from the exertion. Nats pulled and struggled against her bonds, providing her with a little distraction from the fire of her womanhood. Please Mistress Adele, please let me have my release from this torment! It seems like I have been suffering forever in these bonds!

Eventually, Nats felt the straps around her and her mother loosen and taken off. A minute later, the hood was removed from her face and she looked up at Adele with the most pitiful face that she could express.

“That isn’t going to help, my suffering slave. You are going to be denied your orgasm for a good while longer, and you may not want it then.”

“Pleph, pleph!” screamed Nats as she writhed on the bed, begging for mercy. Adele ignored her, went around to the other side of the bed and removed Mum’s hood.

“I think that your daughter is still suffering from her denial, mummy dearest.” Adele removed the padlocks that hogtied the two captives and allowed them to stretch out on the bed. Both hoods and padlocks were put into a small bag that Adele then carried over her shoulder. “You will both be taken for a ‘break’ and then I will prepare lunch. I have another piece of entertainment for you to pass the time with.”

Mum was helped off the bed first and taken to the stair lift, with Nats writhing and moaning on the bed. After about ten minutes, Adele appeared in the bedroom, helped Nats off the bed and over to the stair lift. Nats was taken down a level, made to hop to one of the bathrooms and allowed a break. The relief that this provided was short-lived as Adele caressed the helpless girl’s body until her desire was built back up to fever pitch.

Nats screamed and swore at her captor for continuing her torment, which just provoked a reaction from Adele. “You deserve a very severe punishment for this, my disobedient girl. I will give it to you after your lunch. If there is any more misbehaviour for you, there will be an even worse punishment in store. So you had better behave yourself.” Nats looked at Adele with fear at this threat. What have I done? Adele is furious with me at my actions, and I have put mum and myself at risk.

“It’s time to take you downstairs. I hope that I can rely on you behaving properly from now on.” Adele said in a menacing tone. Nats nodded fearfully at Adele’s comment. “Hop to the stair lift and sit down.” Nats followed Adele’s command, not wanting to cause any more upset to her mistress. As she was lowered to the ground floor, Nats saw that her mother was lying on her floor with the armbinder ring secured to her ankle cuffs with a padlock.

“I will now prepare you two for your pre-meal entertainment.” Adele removed the padlock from Mum and placed her in a standing position before walking over to the settee and picking up the remote control for the living-room winch. She pressed a button and the latched hook was lowered from the ceiling until it reached chest height. The cover over the ring that was set in the floor was removed and Adele forced the two captives to stand either side of the ring, with just inches between them. Adele took two pieces of rope out of her bag, and tied one end of each rope tightly around each of her captive’s waists with the knots behind their backs. The ropes were taken between their legs, looped over the waist rope at the front, taken down to the ring in the floor, pulled tightly and tied off firmly. The ropes were so tight that the only way that the captives could bring relief to themselves was to bend their legs slightly.

“This is where it becomes even more fun.” Both Nats and Mum watched in horror as Adele pulled the chained clamps out of the bag. Mum screamed twice as a clamp was attached to each nipple, then it was Nats’s turn to cry out as her nipples again felt the pain of being pressed down cruelly. “It isn’t over yet, ladies. You see, the fun is just beginning.” Adele said as she attached the chains to the hook.

The captives had a look of shock on their faces as Adele pressed a button on the control and the hook was raised. It went up until Mum and Nats screamed in pain as the clamps pulled on their nipples.

“This is what’s so fun about the predicament you are in. The only way to halt the pain to your breasts is to stand on the balls of your feet, but if you do this, your will only increase the suffering inflicted on you intimacy. Before I go, I just want to say that there is another way. All you have to do is press your bodies against each other. Have fun while I make lunch.” Adele walked out into the kitchen, leaving the two ladies suffering in their latest torment.

Mistress Adele is being so mean to us today. Maybe it’s because of the fact that she’s not getting to do her usual stuff, and she’s taking it out on us. I cannot get comfortable in this position, either my nipples are in pain or my womanhood is. I can only bring relief to one point by increasing my torment elsewhere.

Both Nats and her mother alternated between standing on tip-toe and bending their legs slightly, but only succeeded in changing which part of their body was suffering. It wasn’t long before both of them were constantly shifting their positions in a useless attempt to gain any kind of respite from the pain that was inflicted on their helpless bodies.

Mistress Adele is really tormenting me with this, as the movement presses the rope against my intimacy which continues my torture of denial. The only way I can get any true relief is to press my body against my mother’s, so Mistress has planned this well. Nats squirmed in her denied fire as she was teased by the rope and clamps.

After a while, Adele walked back into the living room with a large bag. “Before afternoon lunch, I’m going to put you two in ropes as I think you two will look very sexy together in rope bondage. It will be your turn first, my bad slave.” Adele walked up to Nats and unbuckled the chest straps that went over her shoulders, before unlacing the armbinder down to the elbow strap. The strap was removed and Adele took a length of rope, wrapped and cinched it around Nats’s elbows and then tied it off firmly. Nats screamed as Adele removed the clamps and massaged her nipples. A long piece of rope was then used to bind Nat’s arms to her chest, above and below her breasts. “That should prevent you from putting up a fight, my sweet hostage.”

The armbinder was unlaced down to Nats’s wrists and the second strap was unbuckled, which allowed Adele to remove the item. Nats’s wrists were placed together palm to palm, wrapped and cinched with rope before being securely knotted. A rope was wrapped around Nats’s waist and hands, binding her wrists to her back, and the crotch rope was untied from the ring on the floor, threaded between Nats’s legs and tied off at the poor girl’s wrists. This rope was caressed and pressed by Adele, taking Nats back to the edge of her denial, eliciting moans of protest from the helpless captive.

Nats was then made to hop to the white rug and lie face down on the floor, the leather cuffs were unlocked and removed, and her ankles were placed crosswise at a ninety degree angle. Adele very quickly and efficiently lashed Nats’s ankles in that position with a piece of rope before bringing her heels up to her bottom. Rope was wrapped around Nat’s right thigh and ankle and tied off, and then another length was wrapped around her left thigh and ankle, locking her legs into a rigid position. Nats was then placed into a sitting position in front of the settee, facing to the settee’s left. After ten more minutes her mother was bound in the same way, but she was sitting facing Nats, with just a few inches between their knees.

“I think that this is so sexy, with mother and daughter looking at each other in nude bondage. I might keep you two like this until it’s time to go to bed, but I do have other plans. I am about to spray something and you two are to inhale deeply. Do you understand?” Both captives nodded and Adele picked up an aerosol spray. “You first, Nats.” Adele held the spray up to Nats’s nose, and Nats breathed in deeply as Adele pressed the spray button. “It’s your turn now, Mum. Breathe deep when I press the button.” Mum inhaled and took in the material from the can.

Adele went over to the table and brought back a plate of sandwiches and a large bottle of water. She removed the gags from the captives who then tried to speak, but found that their vocal cords wouldn’t respond. A sandwich was held up to Nats who took a bite and chewed while Adele offered a second sandwich to Mum. In between bites, the captives were offered a drink of water.

Every so often, Adele would caress Nats’s womanhood to make sure that the torment continued. This isn’t fair, Mum can see what you’re doing to me! Mum giggled silently at Nats’s facial expression every time that this happened.

The meal was eventually over, Adele put the items on a table and returned to the two captives. She took hold of Nats and forced her face down on the ground in front of her mother. Nats struggled but there was very little that she could do against her captor. Adele took a piece of string and tied Nats’s big toes together so that they were cruelly pulled. “Open wide slave.” Nats opened her mouth and the ball-gag was put into place and locked. “Now to tie up your hair, my sweet little slut.” Adele gathered up Nats’s hair and tied it up with one end of a long piece of string, pulled Nats’s head back as far as it will go and tied the other end to the string tying Nats’s big toes together.

“That should be a nice position for your head. You can stare at mummy for the afternoon.” Nats tried to lower her head or turn it, but she was so strained that there was virtually no give, and she was held in a position that forced her to stare at her mother. This is horrible, I have to look at mum as she kneels there, in nude bondage! She did the only thing that she could which was to close her eyes.

“Don’t think that will help you Nats, as I have planned for that.” Nats felt something being placed onto each breast and also onto her mound of Venus. What is Mistress Adele doing to me? She grew even more worried as something was pressed to the side of each eye. “Open your eyes if you have any sense.” Nats refused to do so, ignoring Adele’s command.

A shock went through Nats’s breasts and womanhood, and she silently screamed in pain. Instantly, she opened her eyes and the pain stopped. She watched as Adele put a small box on the ground witch had wires attached to the tormented captive. OMG! You’ve wired me up! Adele smiled at her tormented captor. “If you close your eyes for more than a blink, you will suffer from it. Now you have no choice but to look.” That’s evil! I either torture myself or suffer by looking at my mum! You won’t even let me have the luxury of closing my eyes!

“Do you hate looking at your nude mother in bondage, Nats?” Adele asked. Nats tried to nod as best she could, in her restrictive bondage. “Then why is this still happening?” Adele knelt down and gave Nats’s intimacy several caresses until she was brought to the peak. Even though she was so tightly bound, the captive managed to writhe a little.

“If you truly hated this, it would be an instant turn-off for you. As it is, you are as aroused as ever. I think that deep down inside, you want this to happen to you and you want no control over it so that you can be free of any responsibility. The only reason that you show resistance is because of social taboos.” Adele got up, walked around to behind Mum and then sat down behind her. “I have a great idea Nats, if you hate what I’m going to do next, then it will turn you off and stop your torment of denial. If you like it, then your sexual torture will continue.”

Nats watched in horror as Mistress Adele embraced Mum around the waist and softly kissed her on the neck. NO! Please for the love of God, NO! She squirmed and pulled against her bonds, and tried to close her eyes, but the shock forced them open immediately. “There is no chance of escape Nats, you must lie there and watch this.” Mum turned her head to the right, closed her eyes, and parted her lips. Adele brought her head around and passionately kissed Mum on the lips. They stayed like this for a minute with Nats struggling to somehow escape. This must be a nightmare! I just hope that I’ll wake up from it soon! The worst think is that my womanhood is tormenting me as much as ever, as I’m still getting no relief.

Adele withdrew from the kiss. “Time for you gag, mummy, and then I’ll put your hood on. There’s no need to watch Nats suffer.” Adele stood up, went over to where Mum’s gag was, and then took the hood out of the bag. She walked back to behind Mum, where she waited with her eyes closed and her mouth wide open. The gag was applied and locked into place, and the hood was then put over Mum’s head, cutting her off from the outside world.

“You still have to watch, my naughty Nats.” Adele knelt beside Mum and softly kissed her on the breasts, causing Nats to watch in horror. No! At least give me a blindfold! Soon, Adele moved to gently kissing and softly biting Mum’s nipples, causing Nats further anxiety but doing nothing to alleviate her arousal. After a few minutes of this, Adele sat behind mum, started to kiss her neck and shoulders and gently caressed her breasts. Please stop, Mistress! Don’t do this to me!

Mum’s writhing was increasing by this time, showing that her arousal was building, and this served to remind Nats of the torment within her own womanhood. What’s wrong with me? I’m still aroused, even after having to watch all of this! Adele continued to caress Mum’s breasts, but one hand gently slid down to gently stroke her intimacy. Nats blushed in shame and embarrassment at seeing this, but she was unable to turn away or close her eyes. Have you no shame Mistress, forcing me to endure such actions. Her voice was finally returning, and she started issuing a stream of “Nomph! Pleph!”

Mum was writhing more and more as the kisses and caresses became more passionate and intense, and Nats prayed for this to be all over quickly. “Why are you so alarmed, my slave? You know that mummy has had bondage sex, and she has had orgasms when helpless. Is it because you are experiencing it first hand? If you want to feel any relief, just blame me. I have taken your control from you, and you are free from any responsibility for what is happening.” The caresses were even faster and stronger, and Mum was writhing uncontrollably from the fire within her.

Mum! Please you can’t! NO! Mum went rigid, then went into shivers, and Nats felt a mixture of shock and shame as she whimpered on the floor. Adele hugged and comforted Mum, and was whispering sweet nothings into a microphone, until Mum was able to kneel straight again.

“Just stay in that position Mum. I’ll put you in a different situation later.” Adele stood up and walked over to Nats. “Let’s see what your situation is.” Adele gently stoked Nats’s intimacy, and the poor captive realised that her womanhood was still tormenting her as much as ever.

“It seems that your heart knows more you about than your brain does. I’ll just leave you with mummy while I sort some new entertainment out.” Adele walked out of the living-room, leaving Nats with the double torment of her womanhood on fire, and having to constantly look at her mother’s nakedness in bondage.

This is a torture that I could never have imagined. I just hope that it ends soon, before I go mad...