The Blond, The Bitch, and The Wardrobe Part 37

“MMGGGMM!” Nats awoke with her mother’s toes still in her mouth, and the girl squirmed as she heard the dawn chorus I must have spent the night bound and gagged on the lawn, which meant I must have been more tired than I thought.

“Wakey, wakey, rise and shine.” Adele said.

Nats felt the unlocking of the chain to her ankles, and she was able to remove her toes from her mother’s mouth. There was a click at her neck and Mum’s toes slipped out from between Nats’s teeth. Thank goodness that this part is over, and we will be free if Mistress Adele keeps her word. The sleep mask was removed, Nats blinked a few times as she got used to the light, and she looked up at Adele who was in her swimsuit.

“I want to get you sorted out before breakfast, and then I can deal with your mother.” Adele lifted Nats up into a standing position, took a strip of white microfoam tape and used it to seal the captive’s mouth. As the girl was being gagged, she saw that Mum was still wearing her sleep mask. “She will remain here while I shower you and get you cleaned up for today. Now, hop to the open back door and to the bottom of the stairs.”

The woman picked up the items and placed them in the bag as Nats hopped towards the house. As the girl slowly made her way towards the house, she noticed that Adele was walking behind her. “Hurry up girl, we haven’t got all day, and you have a special task ahead of you.”

“MMMM!” Nats squealed again as a second blow landed on her bottom, and she made quicker hops so as to save herself from any more spanks. Soon, she had passed through the back door and quickly made her way to the bottom of the stairs, where she stood with her back to the stair lift.

“Sit down.” Adele ordered. Nats complied and she was soon taken up to the next floor of the house. The girl was made to hop into one of the rooms, where she was given a bathroom break before being taken into one of the showers. Adele carefully washed the girl’s hair, cleaned her body in the shower and the captive was dried off and had her hair brushed thoroughly.

Mistress Adele must be scrubbing me up for a reason, but I have no idea why. Maybe she’ll tell me later.

“You need to stand up and hop to the stairs again.” Adele said. Nats did so and she was taken down to the ground floor. “Hop to the living room in front of the settee.” Again, the helpless girl obeyed the instructions of her captor and she made her way to the settee. “I’m going to lie you on the floor, hogtie you, and clean up your mother. That means that you have to wear the hood again.”

Nats nodded and Adele laid her face down on the floor, before taking a chain and padlock out of the bag. The girl’s legs were bent at the knees, the chain was wrapped around her wrist and ankle bonds, and a familiar click showed that the ends were padlocked together. A hood was taken out of the bag, placed over Nats’s head and secured into position, cutting off all sound and vision to the captive.

There’s not much I can do like this, so I’ll try to relax as best I can before breakfast. Nats tried to get into as comfortable a position as she could, and then rested on the floor…

The girl was roused from her dozing state as she was lifted up and put into a kneeling position, her hood was removed, and she stared into the face of her mother whose mouth was also taped shut.

Adele pulled the tape from the captive’s mouths, sat down on the settee, and picked up a bowl of cereal. “I’m going to give you each a spoonful at a time, and then a sip of water. Please remember not to speak, otherwise your meal will end.” The woman offered a spoonful of cereal to Mum, who accepted it, and one was given to Nats. Each captive had a sip of water from a bottle, and the cycle was repeated until breakfast was finished.

Adele took the bottle and bowl into the kitchen, and wheeled in a chest that Nats recognised it as being the same type that was used to contain her mother. That was used as a mini prison yesterday, and I guess that is for one of us.

The chest was taken up to the helpless ladies and opened up, showing the two lockable ball-gags which were then used to gag Nats and her mother. “Now Nats, I have a proposal for you. I need someone for a special show in front of a few people and I think that you are perfect for it. Please note that if you refuse me, not only will you remain captive, but your mother will have to go in your place and be returned afterward. If you accept, both you and Mum will be released and there will be money put into your account for services rendered.”

So, if I refuse, the show goes ahead with mum ‘starring’ and we remain captive. If I agree, we go free afterwards. There’s not much of a choice with this situation. Nats nodded her head in compliance.

“Good, Nats. All I have to do is get you boxed up and taken to the show.” Adele picked up the hood off the floor, placed it over Nats’s head and then locked it into place.

The girl found herself half-carried and then laid down onto a firm surface. I must be in the box. I’m going to have to be patient, as it could take some time to get to the destination. It seemed as is several minutes had passed before Nats felt the movement of the chest that she was held in. I wonder what would happen if the police find us. It could cause major problems for Adele, or for whoever’s driving.

The wheeling along the ground stopped, and then there was a small vertical movement, followed by another horizontal drag. I must be in a van or lorry by now and in a minute I shall be on my way. Nats felt vibrations through the box, which indicated that the engine of the vehicle had started up, and a jolt meant that she was travelling to the destination.

I might as well try to relax, as I could be in here for a while. The captive laid her head on the floor, and tried to get as comfortable as possible…

Nats was roused from her half-asleep state when the chest was pulled along the floor of the vehicle, and she was lowered to the ground. I must be at the location, so I will soon find out what is planned for me.

“Hello, Nats, we are in charge of you now. Please note that any disobedience will get your mother into trouble, so it would be wise of you to behave. By the way, we are the Dominatrix Duo.”

The girl found herself being lifted up as hands took hold of her chains. The chest must have been opened, but I had no sensation of it. The hogtie chain was removed, and the captive was finally able to stretch out her legs after the journey. The chains that bound her arms to her body at the chest and waist were unlocked and unwound, and the girl realised that she was most probably going to be restrained in some other way.

“You are going to be placed on a table that is the size of your torso. If you struggle while we are setting you up, you will most likely fall off.” Nats was lifted up and laid face down on what seemed to be a plastic surface, with her legs over one side.

The chains around her legs were removed, and her legs were bent at the knees so that her heels pressed against her bottom. Nats’s upper legs felt as if it was placed against a table leg, a strap was taken around her right thigh and ankle, and then it was tightened, restricting the movement of her leg. Her left leg was placed in a similar position, and restrained with another strap.

The girl’s hands were freed of the chain which bound them, and she offered no resistance as her arms were put against some more legs, bent at the elbows, and a strap was taken around each upper arm and wrist. I have no means of movement, even if I do struggle as my arms and legs are frogtied and strapped down. Something special must be planned for me if I’m to be restrained like this. There is something unusual about this table, as my breasts are hanging free which means that there must be a hole made especially for them.

“We’re going to place some sensors on your feet and sides, Nats, so do not be alarmed if you feel anything cold.” The girl noticed that there were three pads placed on her right and left sides, and one pad was attached to the soles of each foot.

They seem unusual for sensors, but as I have only experienced Mistress Adele’s, I don’t have much to work from.

“Your hood is to be removed, and you are to keep your eyes closed until we put a blindfold on you.” Nats felt the zip pulled up at the back of her head, and she closed her eyes so that she wouldn’t put herself in a worse situation. The hood was pulled off, a blindfold was placed over her eyes, and the captive could hear murmurings in front of her.

It sounds like there are a few people out there, so Mistress Adele must have arranged for me to be part of a little show.

“We are going to exchange your gag, so keep your mouth open very wide.” The captive parted her lips as much as she could, the ball-gag was removed, and a bulbous ball which seemed to be part of a strapped muzzle gag was fitted onto her face.

What are you going to do to me next? Nats yelped into her gag as something was pushed into her intimacy, and she struggled helplessly against the embarrassment of her penetration. You’ve shoved that right up into me, and It’s as though there’s no room left! The girl grew even more worried as what felt like a leather strap was laid across her bottom. You can’t be planning to put something inside me there as well! After minute, the helpless girl relaxed as nothing new was introduced to her bottom, and she sighed with relief.

“MMMGGGMMM!” A clamp was attached to Nats’s right nipple, and there was a second scream as another clamp was squeezed onto the nipple of her left breast. OW! I knew that it was too good to be true, it looks like another painful day for me.

“I’m taking your blindfold off, Nats, so you can see. After all, this isn’t going to be as much fun with you blindfolded.” Nats’s blindfold was removed, and the girl was shocked by her situation.

As Nats looked down, she saw a tube run from her gag to a box that was underneath the table she was strapped to. [i[OMG, it must be a pump gag! Next, the girl noticed that the chains from her nipple clamps disappeared into a hole in the box, along with some wires which were most likely connected to the sensors on her sides and feet. I can’t see what you have stuffed into me, or what’s on my bottom!

As she looked back up, she saw the black curtains that surrounded her, and a lightly overcast sky above the rails. I’m outside! This isn’t indoors, where am I? Nats’s question was answered a moment later, via public speakers.

“Good morning ladies, may I thank you for attending the first Women’s Erotic Exhibition at Trafalgar square! We have plenty of items to show you, but we’ll start with the number one exhibit, the Mini-Dungeon!”

The curtain in front of Nats was pulled back and the girl wished that the ground would open up and swallow her as she saw the huge crowd, along with the camera woman and the presenter. She saw a large screen in the distance with her in the middle. OMG, everyone can see me like this!

The two women that Nats heard earlier now stepped forward on either side of her. They seemed to have identical features, except that the lady on the right had long, straight, black hair, and the other on the left had a bob haircut with a fringe, with her hair also black. The two women wore black PVC cat suits and matching stiletto high heels.

The blond haired presenter, who was dressed in a pink latex mini dress with matching calf length boots, said “That looks like a wonderful contraption, how does it work?”

 Long hair stepped forward to a panel in front of the machine. “There’s a panel at the front, but we also have a remote control device, which will be a better option for the home user. The first option is what we call ‘The Breathtaker’. It controls the inflatable gag in the captive’s mouth. You can inflate it to various levels, like just making breathing difficult at first.” the woman pressed a button on the panel, moved a slider up, and Nats discovered that the gag had grown in her mouth, making it hard for her to breath, and she struggled in her bonds.

“That’s very useful.” the presenter said “Is that the limit though?”

“Oh no.” Long said. “It can go all the way up to maximum. Just watch.” The slider was moved to the end, and Nats found that the palate at the back of her mouth was sealed, which blocked her airway. The girl went into an uncontrollable struggle as panic set in, and she wondered if she would end up falling unconscious.

Please, don’t let it happen to me! The girls struggles grew as her chest heaved for air.

The presenter looked a little concerned “Isn’t this dangerous, leaving her in this state?” She asked.

“Not at all.” Short hair said. “Just watch closely.”

By this time, Nats struggles weakened as her oxygen diminished, and a moment later, there were three beeps from the panel as her gag deflated. Short spoke again “There is a safety feature built into the device. It prevents asphyxiation of the slave, as no one wants to see her come to any real harm.”

“I notice that your slave is wearing nipple clamps, is that part of the device as well?” Asked the presenter.

“Yes, that’s the clamp constrictor.” Short answered as she pressed a button on the panel. Nats screamed as her nipples were cruelly pulled by the chain moving into the box below. “This torment can be changed in intensity as well.” Short moved the slider up and the captive screamed even louder as the pull became stronger.

The presenter moved around to Nats’s left side, and the display clearly showed the small pads on her side and foot. “Do those serve any purpose?” She asked, pointing to the pads.

“Those not only check breathing and heart rate, they are tickle and torture devices.” Long said. “I’ll show you them in action.” The woman leaned over and pressed another button on the panel.

Nats screamed with laughter as it seemed as if an army of ticklers were assaulting her sides and feet, and she struggled uncontrollably again in her bonds, but her scream changed as another button was pressed ,which made it seemed as if little electric shocks were being delivered to her. The button was pressed again and the sensations stopped.

They weren’t joking when they called this the ‘Mini-Dungeon’, and they haven’t finished with me yet.

What is that strap? The one that leaves the hole that is under her stomach, and is looped around her backside.” The presenter asked, and Nats had a close up view of the leather band over her bottom.

Short spoke. “That is ‘The Spanker’ which doesn’t require any imagination as to its function. It shoots out and back in at a great speed, which exerts quite a blow on the bottom.”

“That sounds like a lot of fun.” said the presenter as she looked at the panel. “Can I have a go at it?”

“Press button 5 on the panel.” said the short haired woman. “Each time you press the button, a spank is delivered.”

Oh great, now I’m going to be tortured by the presenter. It’s not enou-.

“MMGGMM!” screamed the captive as her bottom was spanked by the presenter. The button was pressed five more times, causing Nats to cry out as the pain radiated from her cheeks.

The performer stopped after the sixth press. “I could do this all day, but I think that your slave will need a minute to recover. What’s number six do, by the way?”

Long stepped up to the presenter. “That one powers the ‘Phallus Thruster’ and it is used to ‘entertain the slave.” The camera focused on a shaft that rose from the box that had a horizontal flywheel at the end. There was a crank on the flywheel which was attached to the phallus buried in Nats’s intimacy. “The slider controls the speed which essentially goes from ‘tease’ and goes all the way up to ‘YES!’

The presenter looked longingly at the panel. “May I?” She asked.

Long smiled. “Go ahead.”

Nats shook her head as the presenter pressed the sixth button, but her thoughts were soon occupied as the shaft slid and out of her. The Presenter increased the speed of the device until the captive was fighting against her bonds, and it seemed as if the teasing would never end. This is worse than before, because in a minute I’m going to climax in front of all of these people! The device speeded up even more, and Nats screamed the familiar cry of a women experiencing her orgasm…

The presenter walked up to the cat suited ladies. “I want to thank you for such wonderful entertainment. I will have to check out the other exhibits, but this one has been so much fun, it will take pride of place in the programme “Sex in the City of London” on Sunday night.”

Nats heart sank as she heard the news. All of my friends told me that they will be watching the programme, and they’ll see what has happened to me. She watched The Presenter leave the booth, and wondered what would happen next.

Long stepped up to the front of the booth. “Okay ladies, we’re open for business. Anyone can try out the machine on this slave. I want to tell you that she enjoys having her toes kissed, licked and sucked, so please give her some pleasure as well.”

Nats shook her head and protested as the long queue formed outside the booth, but she knew that it was futile…