The Blond, The Bitch, and The Wardrobe Part 34

Nats was trembling as her mother opened her mouth, but she was relieved when no sounds were made. Instead, it seemed that Mum was trying to mouth something. What are you trying to tell me mum, I don’t understand. Wait, that seemed like ‘lick’ and then ‘feet’. Are you telling me to lick your feet? No, I’m not doing that as I’ve been put through enough today.

The girl shook her head, indicating that she didn’t want to lick her mother’s feet, so the woman started to mouth something else. Wait that’s, no, you wouldn’t dare scream. That would be guaranteed to get us both in horrendous trouble. This is insane, we’re both hogtied in chains and you’re blackmailing me into touching your feet. I have no choice if I don’t want us to suffer even more.

The younger captive nodded to show that she would do what her mother demanded, and she started to wriggle on the ground in her effort to move and reach the lady’s feet. It wasn’t easy though, as the chains restricted the girl’s movement and it took some time for her to turn around to face her mother’s feet. Next, there was the slow process of worming her way forward inch by inch towards the older person.

This is harder than it looks, and I hope that mum doesn’t decide to scream and doom us all. Nats did eventually get to Mum’s feet, and she started to slowly kiss the toes which caused the woman to giggle slightly. Be careful mum, we don’t want our situation to become worse. The girl then planted little kisses on the top of her mother’s feet, hoping that her moans wouldn’t increase in volume as she did so. It wasn’t long before the woman was writhing from the attention that was given to her feet, and the girl kissed mum’s feet more and more as she got into her submissive stride.

Nats decided to change her approach from kissing to gently licking the toes of the feet that were in front of her, and the older captive writhed even more from the pleasure. I think that it would be best for me to keep doing this, as mum might be crazy enough to start making a noise if I stop. The helpless girl continued with her chore as she knew that it would be better than the alternative, and she swapped over from licking to sucking and back again

I’m a slave to Adele, and even thought she is bound in chains, I’m a slave to mum as well. Nats’s act of servitude continued for some time, until a familiar voice said:

“That’s cute, a mummy dearest in bondage, managing to persuade her daughter to suck her toes. You two have concentrated so much on what was happening, you didn’t even see me approach you and video you with my phone.” The captives looked up and saw Adele standing there as she put her phone into the pocket of her black jeans, and she put down a large plate of salad before straightening her black t-shirt. “I will enjoy watching this again and again.”

Nats and her mother blushed as they realised that their captor had been watching them for a while. “The no talking rule still applies, unless you two actually want to end up being tied together in the most horrible way.” Adele took hold of Nats’s bonds and placed her to the left and parallel to her mother.

“I take it that you two will ‘lick toes for food’ because tonight’s meal has to be earned.” The singer lay down on her back and placed her bare feet under the heads of the two captives. “Get started my slaves, unless you want to go hungry for tonight.”

Nats lowered her face and gently kissed the toes of Adele’s right foot, and she noticed out of the corner of her eye that her mother was doing the same. If you wanted us to get into more trouble, you would have spoken out loud. It’s obvious that you were bluffing, but I couldn’t afford to take the chance. After several minutes had passed, the girl gently ran her tongue over her captor’s toes and softly licked the gaps between them. At least you have cleaned your feet very recently, so that there isn’t any unpleasant taste from digging in between your toes.

Adele turned her feet so that the soles were presented to her captives, and they slowly kissed and licked the bottom of her feet. I hope that the grass is clean and there’s nothing on it.

“That’s it girls, you’re doing fine. Carry on with the good work.” The woman moaned and writhed as her feet were pleasured by the two captives, and they hoped that enough was being done to earn the meal that was waiting for them. The toes were tipped back to them and they were again licking and kissing them.

“You can do better than that, ladies, you should be sucking my toes by now.”

Nats gently placed her lips around Adele’s big toe and started to suck on the extremity. How long are we going to have to do this for? I feel hungry and my stomach is about to rumble any second now. The captives realised that they had no choice but to keep pleasuring the woman who had complete control of them, in the hopes that they would be released on Friday as she had promised.

Then Adele raised herself into a sitting position and said “You can stop now, my sweet slaves, as I think that my feet have been well and truly licked by now. I had better get you two ready for dinner.” The woman took hold of Nats’s bonds and lifted her up so that she was kneeling, and then went to her mother, took hold of her, and placed her in the same position.

“That’s better. It will be easier to give you two your food this way, rather than if you were lying down.” Adele picked up the plate and sat down in front of her captives so she would be able to feed them. The helpless ladies ate quietly, as they knew that the meal would be stopped if they spoke and they were hungry enough to devour the forkfuls greedily.

All too soon, the meal was over, Adele stood up and took the plate to the greenhouse, returning a minute later with a black bag and kneeling in front of Nats. “Close your eyes, both of you, and open your mouth wide, my sweet little slut.”

Nats followed her mistress’s instructions and waited for the inevitable insertion. Is it going to be the ball-gag again, or am I to be gagged in a different way? The woman took a rubber ball out of the bag, pushed it between the girl’s lips and into her mouth.

“Close your mouth firmly now.” The girl did as she was told and she was just able to press her lips against each other. Next, there was then familiar sound of tape being taken off a roll.

I’m going to have my lips sealed again. I don’t think that this is much of a surprise. The tape was placed over the mouth from right to left as usual, but the girl was suddenly surprised when the tape didn’t stop and the hair and the back of her head was pinned down by the material. In all, the tape was wound around her head four times before she heard a tearing sound.

There was another ripping noise a moment later and Nats felt pressure on her eyes. She tried to open them but she discovered that this was impossible. You’ve thoroughly gagged and blindfolded me with the tape. What do you have planned?

“Open your mouth, Mummy. That’s good, now close it tight.”

There was a sound to her right and the girl realised that her mother was also being gagged with the tape. This was followed by a squeal and a protest. It seems that you have been treated the same way, mum. Now we have to find out what Mistress Adele has in store for us.

“I’m going to take you two to the toilet in the greenhouse and then stake you out in the evening sun for a while. I presume that my slaves will not cause me any trouble?” Nats nodded to show that she would be compliant. “Good, I will take mummy dearest to the toilet first, and then it will be the turn of my sexy slave.”

There was the sound of movement to the right of the captive which she thought was her mother being prepared for her visit to the greenhouse. I was there myself yesterday, and this is starting to develop into a pattern. The girl managed to put the idea of what would happen alter out of her mind as she waited patiently for her captor to return.

Nats was caught by surprise when she heard a clicking sound, and then there was the sensation of an item that was attached to her collar. Oh great, now I’m going to be taken to the toilet as if I was an animal on a lead. The captive noticed that the padlock that connected her ankle chain to her wrists was removed which would enable her to stand up, and Adele took hold of the chest chain and pulled the girl up until she was on her feet.

“Follow me.” There was a sharp tug on the lead and Nats steadily walked behind her captor, hoping that she wouldn’t step on anything painful as she did so. After a few minutes, the girl’s crotch chain and vibrator was removed, she was made to turn around and sit down, and she was relieved to discover that it was the toilet in the greenhouse. It didn’t take long for Nats to do what was necessary, and after Adele cleaned her up, the captive was led out of the greenhouse.

I wonder in which part of the garden we will be laid out in today. I don’t think that will matter though, as we won’t be able to see any of it. The girl took careful, measured steps as the chain still restricted her movements as she walked.

“Stop here.” Nats halted, the lead was unhooked, and the chain that bound her legs together was removed. “I’m going to lie you on your back and tie your ankles to the stakes.” The helpless lady nodded, Adele laid her on her back and moved her body until it was in the right position. Her legs were pulled wide apart and each ankle was tied to a stake by a length of rope.

What new torment is Mistress Adele planning for us now? The girl turned her head to the left as she heard a soft moaning sound. Is that you, mum? Is Mistress Adele doing something to you? the sounds continued for a while which were occasionally punctuated by a series of grunts and what almost seemed to be giggles.

Finally, her mother went quiet and she was wondering what was going to happen next when there was the gentle touch of lips on her toes. That feels very good Mistress, you must have done this to my mother as well. After a few minutes, Nats tried to giggle through her gag as the woman slowly raked her nails along the soles of the girl’s feet and she writhed in her bonds in a useless attempt to free her feet. That is so mean, tickling my feet when I’m helpless like this. The tickling stopped and the girl could feel the tongue of her captor slide up and down her toes, and in between them.

The licking and kissing were interrupted by the occasional tickling session, and Nats was moved between pleasure and torment, as Adele played with her feet. This went on for some time, until the touches stopped and the woman said “I am going to leave you two alone for a half hour or so, but I’ll be back for more fun.” Nats tried to listen out for Adele’s footsteps, but the woman was barefoot and there was no trace of her movement.

You said that you were leaving us alone, but for all I know you may be right here and watching us. I don’t see if there is any point worrying about this though, as both of us are not going to do anything so long as we are bound like this. The girl tried do make herself as comfortable as possible, which wasn’t easy given the way that she was bound, but she  eventually got herself into a relatively restful position and slipped into a doze…

“MMMMM!” Nats was fully aware after hearing a noise from the lady beside her and she made a questioning noise as to what was going on.

“It’s okay slave, I’m just kissing your mother’s breasts. Don’t worry, she seems to like it.”

Now I have to hear what you’re doing to my mother. I should have remained quiet.

There was a squeal from her mother and Adele said “I was just licking around mummy’s nipples. I can tell that she really liked that.”

You’ve going to give me a running commentary about what you’re doing to mum, and I know that you are doing this just to shock me. Nats tried to push the images out of her mind, but they just came back stronger than ever.

There were more moans from mum as Adele said “It really is nice, caressing the petals of mummy’s flower. I think that she will be ready to be taken, soon.”

Taken? OMG, you’re not going to do that to her, surely. The girl squirmed at the thought of her mother being taken by their captor, and this image grew in her mind.

The moans from the girl’s mother increased in intensity as time went on and she knew that she had to endure the lovemaking that was happening. There were regular grunts from the older captive and Nats didn’t need a comment from Adele to know what was happening. You really are taking my mum! You’re using that thing and thrusting it into her!

“You should try this again, my slut. Well, you will be trying it again after I have finished with your mother.” The speed of the grunts increased and became louder, until there was one long scream which was followed by silence.

“Oh mummy, you really have lovely orgasms.” Adele said, mainly to annoy her younger captive.

I wish you wouldn’t do that, but you love to use it against me.

The girl was taken by surprise as she was kissed along the mound of her right breast, which elicited a small moan from her. She moaned again as her left breast was kissed in the same manner and her body was gently caressed. Nats writhed under the influence of her captor as kisses were planted in a ring around her nipples, and fingertips gently traced over her Mound of Venus.

This feels so good. I just wish that I wasn’t your captive, and then I could choose as to whether or not this happened to me. The girl arched her back as Adele took Nats’s left nipple in her mouth and sucked on it, and then there was a squeal as the captor’s fingers made their way over the ridges of the captive’s ‘valley’, which increased her level of arousal.

Every action of yours is making me hotter, and I hope that you don’t torment me with denial. The caresses increased in speed and intensity, the kisses were stronger, and Nats was writhing and moaning uncontrollably as the flame of her lust grew larger within her intimacy. The helpless captive was just about to achieve her state of bliss when the woman halted and pulled back. No! Not again, you keep doing this to me, torturing me by taking me to the edge and then stopping!

“Does my poor lass lust, then? Shall I leave you?” Adele asked the girl who was writhing, struggling and pleading helplessly.

The girl shook her head. Don’t leave me like this!

“So you don’t lust then?” The woman asked.

You’re twisting my response, I shook my head for you not to leave. Nats was again experiencing the torment of denial as her mound seemed as if it was on fire, and she nodded her head instead.

“So you want me to leave you then.”

No, I don’t want you to leave me, I want you to take me. Please don’t tease me. The girl shook her head again, hoping that her mistress would stop playing with her and she squealed as her cup was suddenly filled when her captor plunged the shaft into her.

The thrusts were slow and gentle at first which gave Nats time to get used to them, but soon they increased which caused the girl to moan again and thrust her hips against the lady who was taking her. Each slide in and out took the helpless captive closer to her release from torment. It seemed to Nats as if her hips had developed a mind of their own as the moved in rhythm to the stroke from Adele’s strap-on and as the thrusts increased yet again, she felt that her body was again on the edge.

Yes, oh yes, OH YES! The girl screamed as loud as she could as her body seemed to be bathed in ecstasy, and she shook from the orgasm that coursed through her.

After she had recovered, Adele said “I will let you to rest again, as you have a major ordeal to go through before it’s time for bed.”

It was at this point when the girl realised that today was truly mirroring yesterday. Major ordeal? OMG, if today ends up the way I think it will, we will end up in the pool and I am unable to warn mum of what lies ahead!