THE MAID - A CONTINUING SAGA - CHAPTER 10 (F/M) - FINDING THE COURAGE

[Switcher1313]

THE MAID...A CONTINUING SAGA


Chapter 1 -Afternoon Delight


I looked at the clock. It read 3:30 PM yet the room was plunged in darkness. All the shades were drawn shut. Only a desk lamp provided poor illumination. I sighed, letting the air out slowly. The room was cool. I slowly stood up.

I look into the full-length mirror and I behold a woman in her thirties, wearing a white bathrobe. Her glossy black hair is straight and long, extending to her upper back. Her face is rather plain except for a pair of large and expressive eyes and full red lips.

I untie the knot holding the robe closed and slowly slip it off. In the mirror, I see the woman wearing a skimpy red bikini swimsuit. Her breasts are not large but shapely. Her skin is brown, but seemingly darker owing to the lack of light in the room. Her body is shapely and well-toned with narrow waist, broad hips. Looking down, one can see her full thighs and delicately curving calves ending in small and dainty feet.

Strange how I see the image on the mirror as another woman, but I cannot deny the excitement and anticipation boiling within me. I slowly walk to the sliding door and open it. The warm summer air caresses my exposed body and I walk through the portal. I find myself on a wide veranda covered by a roof. One side of the veranda is covered by rubber matting and has exercise equipment arranged all over the area. The other side has a wooden coffee table with couch and chairs made from bamboo. The veranda is three stories above the ground and offers a beautiful view of the surrounding countryside.

I then notice HIM. He is wearing a white t-shirt and plain blue jeans. He stands barefoot with his back to me and I walk towards him slowly. My bare feet padding softly on the floor. I am but a few feet away when he turns towards me,

He whistles appreciatively, obviously liking what he sees. He holds up a hand and I grasp it. He pulls me into a hard embrace and kisses me deeply. Our tongues intertwine as I feel our bodies press against each other.

After many long minutes, we disengage and he whispers, “I missed you!” I cannot trust myself to speak and I nod. The longing in me for this man paralyzing my vocal cords.

He leads me towards one of the wooden pillars supporting the roof. He goes behind me pulling my arm behind the post. I obligingly offer my other arm and I feel ropes being wrapped around my wrists. I test the ropes and find them snug but not painful. He really knows how to bind me so I cannot escape.

He moves in front of me and looks me over, savoring my now-helpless body. He kisses me again and I return the kiss. I then feel his hands all over my body. His soft caresses show appreciation. His light squeezes show fascination. His pinches show his control over me. He finds my breasts and softly squeezes them. My nipples harden in response at the long-awaited touch of his hands. He spends a lot of time worshipping my bound body and my arms reflexively want to return his caresses, but I soon remember how they have been bound.

I then feel a tug behind my neck and my bikini bra is pulled down. He unties the knot at my back and my breasts spring free. He licks his lips at my exposure and he kisses my breasts before suckling my nipples. I writhe and moan as he uses his mouth and tongue to tease my sensitive nipples even as his hands cup my butt and squeeze my thighs.

He abruptly stops, remarking, “You are moving around too much!” He takes more rope and binds my ankles so that they are drawn to the side of the pillar. I thus stand with my feet drawn backward while my torso leans forward. Foertunately, the ropes hold me firmly so I don’t fall.

He then returns to his efforts, skillfully using his mouth and hands to tease me to near-madness. Suddenly, he cups my crotch remarking how wet I was. He then unties the knots holding my bikini pants and pulls away the scrap of cloth rendering me completely naked and helpless.

I look down as his head dips down to my crotch and I gasp. I stifle a loud scream as his tongue penetrates deeply into me. The sensations are incredible! He teases me skillfully and mercilessly making my legs weak. I twist my head from side to side as stifled moans pour from my lips.

The sensations stop and I slump in my bonds. And then his finger slowly probes into my privates. He slowly diddles me as I writhe anew. I can feel myself getting so wet and needy.

Finally, I pleased, “Please….”

He whispered into my ear, “Yes? You wanted something?”

I look pleadingly into his eyes and whisper, “Please….”

“Tell me what you want!” he commands

“F__k me!” I say. Part of me is humiliated to say this, but I need this man badly.

He smiles wickedly and answeres, “All in good time, dear girl! We have lots of time!”

He squats down to release my bound ankles before untying my hands. Once free of the pillar, he ties my hands behind me again before fashioning a rope halter around my neck. Once again helpless—and still naked—I am led like a pet or a prisoner towards an uncertain fate.

I can hardly wait!

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Would you like to hear more?

[summerbreezes]

You have outstanding writing skill, really enjoy the story!

[Crocodile]

I certainly am interested in reading more of this story.

[Switcher1313]

Thank you @summerbreezes and @Crocodile. I got a few more chapters coming up!

[Switcher1313]

Chapter 2 - Back Indoors

From the veranda, I am led back into the room from where I came from. He closes the door and the warm afternoon air is replaced by the coolness of the air conditioning. The later afternoon sun is replaced by a gloom, which I find to be comforting as its dark mantle embraces me.

He pulls out a red ballgag, which seems to match my discarded bikini. I had forgotten how naked and exposed I was! It is quickly used to seal my mouth shut.

I feel my wrists untied, but only so he can shove me onto the bed. He orders me to lie faceup before he takes my right wrist and binds it with rope to my right ankle. My left wrist is then attached to my left ankle. This leaves me once again helpless and lewdly exposed.

He looks down on my helpless body and stares, letting his eyes feast on my exposure and humiliation. I look at his eyes and I seem to see them burning with a longing that is almost frightening.

There is no denying and concealing the wetness between my legs as I lay there awaiting his pleasure. He takes his time in stripping off his clothes. The last thing he removes is his briefs and his rigid maleness springs free ready to be used to impale me.

He climbs onto the bed. I can see his heavy breathing as he positions himself between my splayed legs. He takes the time to caress them before his fingers once again find my slit. He uses his fingers to tease me, making me squirm and moan. He keeps this up for many long minutes as I lay there as a puppet with him as my puppeteer.

Amidst the welter of sensations, I hear his voice, “I missed you so much!” She nodded and mumbled a reply in positive response.

He then positioned himself and I could see that he has maintained his body well. The pale and thin boy that I first knew was gone…replaced by a fit and conditioned man. I relished the view and smiled through the ballgag.

My reverie was interrupted by a rigidness that slowly penetrated between my legs. It was slow and so heavenly! I was so wet by now that he found little resistance save my engorged femaleness. He slowly thrust in and out gradually increasing his rhythm. I did my best to meet his thrusts as our bodies fused into a mass of desire and passion.

I found myself grunting, moaning and groaning as his thrusts became more urgent and faster. Finally, the pressure built up and as I was about to explode, I heard his words, “I’m cumming!”

The world exploded in a welter of fireworks as my body was overtaken by climaxes even as he drove his seed into me.

We were both quite satisfied.


@Crocodile
@summerbreezes
@LunaDog

[LunaDog]

Utterly superb, as is normal with you. I Normally prefer F/M as you all know, but when something is written this well..

[Crocodile]

Nice one. I like the first person narrative.

[Switcher1313]

Thank you for the support @LunaDog and @Crocodile for your encouraging feedback.

Astute observation, Crocodile regarding the first person POV. I intentionally have not introduced the characters yet. But never fear...all will be explained!

By the way, LunaDog, the next chapter will be F/M! Stay tuned!

[Switcher1313]

Chapter 3 – It Was His Time

(The Past)

He looks at me from the mirror. He is a naked young man sitting on the bed. His mouth is sealed with a blue ballgag and drool has already started to trickle down the sides of his sealed mouth. His body glistens with fragrant oil. His arms are drawn behind him thrusting his chest outward. What is not seen are his wrists tied together behind his back with his hands palm to palm.

Suddenly, the view is interrupted by a figure dressed in black. He looks up to see a lovely brown-skinned woman clad in a form-fitting black nylon leotard. The leotard is cut high on the thighs showing off her long legs, which are sheathed in sheer black thigh-high nylon stockings. Her feet is shod in black high-heeled pumps. Her long straight black hair is drawn in a high ponytail. Her lips are ruby red and her eyes are decorated with black kohl.

She smiles with wicked intent as she moves behind me on the bed. Her long fingers trace random patterns all over my chest and stomach.

“You look so delicious when you’re bound and gagged, dear boy!” she whispers in my ear as her hands stray to my manhood. She softly prods and strokes it until it springs to attention. Her nylon clad gams straddle my bare legs and pull them apart, exposing me and bringing my humiliation to another level.

Her hands softly stroke my balls before they begin to pump up and down my turgid shaft. I moan softly as she fondles me to hardness. The feeling of her stocking-clad legs are incredible as she pulls my legs apart.

Insistently, she strokes me and I have no choice but to feel the rising pleasure and tension in my loins. All the while she nibbles at my neck and ears, occasionally kissing me softly.

Abruptly, she scoots back pulling me down to the bed. She positions me lengthwise onto the bed and I allow myself to be manipulated. I am a slave to her ropes and her beauty.

She takes a spreader bar and straps my ankles into the contraption. Slowly, she extends the bar and I have no choice but to spread my legs lewdly, furthering my exposure. The center of the bar has a ring to which she has attached a rope. She pulls the rope towards the head of the bed pulling my legs up and back so that I now lay in a fully compromised way.

“I think I want to play with your cock and balls a bit more!” she announces.

She takes a silk scarf and captures the base of my balls knotting the scarf firmly. I feel the pressure but it is not painful. Indeed, it heightens my pleasure. Once she has captured my balls, she continues to fondle my hard cock.

“Your cock looks yummy enough to eat!” she whispers before she crawls between my legs and engulfs my cock in her mouth. I groan loudly as the velvety softness caresses my cock. Her tongue skillfully licks all over my shaft and teases the tip of my cock.

My nakedness and helplessness combine into a heady narcotic, which is further heightened by the pleasant torture being inflicted upon me. Her hands and mouth tease me mercilessly and I can barely writhe, for all I can do is..feel!

As if taking pity on me, she loosens the rope holding the spreader bar to the bed and my legs slowly lower towards the softness of the mattress. She frees my ankles only to bind them firmly together with rope.

“Now, your queen gets to ride you!” she growls as she mounts my helpless body, fully impaling herself on my cock. I growl as she skillfully uses my manhood to feed her mounting pleasure. Her sexy mouth opens and she grunts and moans as passion overtakes her. She draws out the torture as if willing the pleasure to last forever, but I could feel myself about to burst. I shook my head and snarled.

“Yes, dear boy! Come for mommy! Cum for me NOW!” she commanded.

I had no choice. I shot my load into her even as her own cries of pleasure joined mine.


@Crocodile
@summerbreezes
@LunaDog

[LunaDog]

FAB-OU-LOUS!

[Crocodile]

I'm personally not really a fan of male bondage but i will still read all parts that might come here.

[Switcher1313]

Chapter 4 – A Sad Farewell

“There you are! What are you doing up here?”

He turned around slowly and smiled when he saw who had asked the question.

“Oh, I just needed some quiet time. Things have been hectic lately and then this going away party my parents saw fit to burden me with!” he complained.

She moved closer to him and held his hand, gently admonishing him, “Now, Ed! We already discussed this! I thought we sorted it out.”

(Meet Ed Reyes, young professional with a few years under his belt. Now, his company is sending him to Singaore to undergo a 1-year training program to become a manager. It’s a great career opportunity for him. Talking to him is his maid, Elsa. Older by seven years, they have been secretly having a bondage affair to which Ed’s parents are oblivious to.)

Elsa looked at Ed intently, asking, “What’s really bothering you?”

Ed sighed and whispered, “It means that we won’t be together for a year…a whole year!”

Elsa smiled and purred, “Silly boy! This is a great opportunity for you! And besides, we can still keep in touch via Zoom and all that techie stuff!”

Ed had to smile and responded, “Heh! All those short courses have really helped you with all that techie stuff, eh?”

Elsa merely shrugged and said, “Let me put it to you this way. In one year’s time, I’ll still be here…waiting to welcome you home! Something to look forward to, hm?” Elsa waggled her eyebrows.

“Oh, you naughty maid! For that, you are going to get punished!” said Ed with a wicked smile.

“Sure! But let’s wait until after the party is over, ok?” answered Elsa.

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“Ed, can you hear me?” asked Elsa.

“Yes, Elsa! But your camera seems to be off!” answered Ed through the laptop’s speaker.

Elsa pushed a button and as her image appeared on the screen, Ed’s eyes goggled at the sight. Elsa was wearing a translucent negligee (Ed remembered this as one of the gifts that he had given to Elsa). Beneath the thin material, Ed could see the image of Elsa’s lovely boobs. Her hair as done up in a high ponytail and she wore heavy evening makeup.

“You like?” asked Elsa with a flutter of her eyebrows.

Ed growled playfully and said, “Oh yeah! You are one sexy lady, Elsa! If I were there, I’d be all over ya!”

“Maybe this will help a bit?” asked Elsa as she gracefully pulled the negligee off. She swayed to some remembered tune and started fondling her breasts.

“Oh, you naughty naughty girl! Girls like you need to be punished…I should tie you up!” exclaimed Ed.

With a glint in her eyes, Elsa brought her arms to her back and struggled as if her wrists were being bound, “Ohhh! That’s tight Ed! Please don’t tie me up! I’ll be good!”

Smiling wolfishly, Ed savored the sight of the topless Elsa writhing as if being bound.

“Maybe you need to be quiet, naughty girl!”

Elsa smiled again and took a red silk scarf and used it to cleave gag herself. She then resumed her writhing.

“I want to see your naked body, Elsa! Now!”

Elsa scooted back and removed her panties. She took another silk scarf and tied her ankles together. She then brought her arms behind her back and acted helplessly. She writhed and grunted as if being fondled. She lay on the bed raising her bound legs. She lay on her tummy and brought her ankles up as if being hogtied.

All this time, Ed looked on, providing verbal encouragement and commands. Elsa was consumed by her role and gave Ed an incredible virtual performance. When commanded to play with herself, Elsa faced the camera with her legs spread and fingered herself to an explosive orgasm.

Elsa looked at Ed’s image, noting how red his face was. He had obviously enjoyed the show. Still, she detected a glint ot sadness in his eyes.

Ed simply said, “I miss you Elsa!”

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The weekly Zoom “meetings” of Ed and Elsa went on for a couple of months. On Ed’s birthday, they connected again as agreed, but Ed was puzzled by the person looking out at him from the screen.

“Cathy? Hey, how are you? Where’s Elsa?”

The woman looking at Ed had short brown hair. She wore a tank top which showed off her toned arms. She had a barbed wire tattoo on her left arm. She was a bisexual who had a past relationship with Elsa, but the three of them had managed to forge a tight friendship.

Cathy smiled and said, “Oh, Elsa’s a bit tied up now!”

Cathy moved to the side revealing Elsa sitting in a chair…tightly bound. She was only visible from the waist up but Ed could see that her arms had been draped over the chair back, obviously bound at wrists and elbows, for she was thrusting her chest forward. She wore a white blouse and Ed could see the distinct outline of Elsa’s nipples. Ed knew that pose only too well. He had bound Elsa similarly in the past. More ropes were wound above and below her breasts, framing them nicely. Cathy unhooked the webcam and panned it all over her captive. Elsa’s legs were tied wide apart. She wore a short navy blue skirt and the pose hiked her skirt up revealing more of her thighs. Elsa pleaded with her eyes at Cathy then at Ed, as if begging to be freed.

“So, whaddaya think, Ed?” asked Cathy.

“Very nice, Cathy! I assume this was Elsa’s idea?” asked Ed.

“Yeah! Happy Birthday, Ed! So sit back, relax and enjoy the show!” said Cathy.

Ed leaned back. What a great birthday gift!

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Cathy slowly walked around her bound victim, sometimes touching a cheek, a shoulder, or a neck. Standing in front of Elsa, she bent down to slowly unbutton her captive’s blouse. All the while, Elsa shook her head as if desperately trying to avoid being exposed.

“Oh, this will not do! You can’t be covered up in front of our audience! Oh, I know…!”

Cathy reached out and returned with a pair of safety scissors. She leered at her prisoner while brandishing the implement in front of the bound Elsa. She started at the collar and snipped down to the short sleeve. Soon, the other side followed. Cathy would then tug at the blouse so a ripping noise could be heard. Cathy worked unhurriedly and methodically, slowly stripping her captive. All the while, Elsa struggled, helplessly unable to stop her humiliation.

After lots of cutting and tugging, Cathy had worked the ruined blouse down so that her prisoner was naked from the waist up. She panned the camera again, providing a lovely view of Elsa’s boobs. She tweaked the exposed nipples rendering them hard as pebbles.

Cathy went behind Elsa and produced a nipple clamp. Elsa looked down helplessly with wide open eyes as the implement closed around her turgid left nipple.

“Mmmmmmhhh!” was all the sound that Elsa could utter as she tried to thrash, but the clamp held her in its tight grip. Finally, getting used to the pain, she sat still, but Cathy merely clamped her other nipple, eliciting more gyrations from Elsa.

Elsa’s head slumped forward and she could feel the blood throbbing in her tortured titties. To add to her torment, Cathy flicked the clamps eliciting more moans of agony from her captive. She then proceeded to add a short chain to connect the nipple clamps. She held up the chain before her prisoner’s eyes before letting it drop. This elicited more sounds of distress from the bound Elsa.

Soon, Elsa was drooling uncontrollably from the torture until she slumped in the chair, totally defeated.

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Not quite done with her captive, Cathy slowly removed the clamps. The onrush of blood ripped forth more sounds of protest from Elsa. Cathy then used her tongue to lave the tortured nubs and Elsa’s moans of torment turned to those of pleasure.

“Like that, huh? Let’s try something else…” said Cathy.

“I was thinking of baking you a birthday cake, Ed, but I was thinking…a nice sundae would be better!”

Cathy then produced a can of whipped cream and gave it a vigorous shake. Aiming carefully, she laid a stream of the stuff in the middle of Elsa’s chest. She then used her tongue to lap up the cream off Elsa’s flesh.

“Yummy! You should be here, Ed, to taste this delicious dessert!”

Cathy sprayed the top of Elsa’s breasts and licked the cream again. Elsa threw her head back and moaned with pleasure. A line of cream was laid down each breast and covered each nipple. Again, the licking until the sensitive nipples were reached. More moans of pleasure.

A spray down the middle of the chest down to the belly button…more licking…a zigzag pattern on each brown thigh…and louder and more appreciative moans.

A panting Elsa looked up at her captor with eyes begging. Smiling knowingly, Cathy dipped her hand into Elsa’s skirt and her fingers did their work unseen, but the results could be seen in the face and body of her topless captive.

Finally, after many long minutes, Elsa let out a long moan and slumped into her chair…completely drained.

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“That was great, Cathy! I owe ya one!” enthused Ed.

“My pleasure, big boy! Remember that, because I’m collecting when you come back!” answered Cathy with a wink.

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Weeks turned into months. Ed and Elsa kept up their long-distance affair. Sometimes, it would be Cathy dominating Elsa. One time, Elsa was dressed like a schoolgirl before she was spanked over Cathy’s knee and then hogtied tightly. Another time, a naked Elsa would be tied spreadeagled on the bed while Cathy had her wicked ways with her,

One time, Elsa managed to turn the tables on Cathy by stripping the latter nude and frogtying her legs while using a vibrating wand on her.

Sometimes, it would be Elsa wearing something sexy, skimpy, or none at all, catering to Ed’s whims and wishes. Ed would even return the favor by stripping nude and follow Elsa’s commands. He would stroke himself until his cock was rock-hard before delaying his much-needed climax. If ge failed, he would be made to spank himself on camera.

Finally, the year was over and Ed would soon be coming home!

@LunaDog
@Crocodile
@summerbreezes

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[LunaDog]

Good to see Ed and Elsa ( not to mention Kathy ) make a welcome re-appearance here!

[Switcher1313]

Chapter 5 – A New Arrangement


Ed collapsed onto the bed, exhausted. Coming home was a whirlwind of parties and settling in. Fortunately, he had a couple of weeks before he would be reporting back to work. He lay on the bed contemplating the new developments around the house.

His mom and dad had decided to retire to their house in the province, thus leaving the house to Ed. Ed’s new job was a hybrid arrangement so he would only be reporting to the office twice a week. Most of the time, he would be working from home. Already, he was contemplating on converting one of the smaller bedrooms into his office.

Also, in the one year that he was away, Elsa had managed to complete quite a number of online courses and was now quite qualified to become an executive assistant. He smiled and wondered if he could hire her as his personal assistant. His smile broadened as he remembered all the online encounters that he, Elsa and Cathy had in the past year. Those surely helped get him past all the lonely nights.

He then started to hatch a plan based on what Cathy had revealed to him on a Zoom call two weeks before he came home.

Cathy: “Uhm, Ed? I gotta tell you something.

Ed: “About me owing you? I haven’t forgotten. I’d be your willing boytoy, you know.”

Cathy: “Uh, yeah…about that. That’s not exactly what I had in mind.”

Ed: (Puzzled) “What did you have in mind?”

Cathy truly seemed uncomfortable. Finally, she took a deep breath and said, “You see, Ed, I loved all the games that we and Elsa have played in the past. You know I’m bi and I like dominating Elsa every now and then. I’m also into tying you up sometimes, but what I really want is (long pause, more deep breaths and a sigh later) you tying and dominating me.”

Ed could feel his eyebrows lift in surprise.

Cathy continued, “Now, don’t go overboard, Ed! I am not going to get between what you and Elsa have. It’s just that I also have this craving to be dominated by a man and….you’re the only man I’d trust to do that.”

Ed was truly stunned before he answered, “Gee, I’m…honored Cathy. Does Elsa know?”

Cathy shook her head and said, “As far as she knows, I am a domme, but the strange part is that I like dominating women but I’ve always looked for a man—the right man—to trust.”

Ed mulled over the revelation then snapped his fingers, “I got an idea! We could reveal it to Elsa like this….”

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Ed, Elsa and Cathy lounged around his room nursing their cold vodka tonics.

Elsa raised her glass and said, “Here’s to our new manager!”

Cathy responded with, “Here’s to friendship!”

Ed countered with, “Here’s to the two loveliest ladies that I know!” The two women giggled at Ed’s flattery but took a sip of their drinks.

Ed put down his drink and asked, “So, are you two up for a little scene?” To this, the two women nodded enthusiastically.

(Let’s use Ed’s POV here)

“Ok, both of you stand up! Cathy, you have the honor of undressing this fine female specimen here!” (Elsa giggles at Ed’s exaggerated speech but stands still for the inevitable disrobing).

I give my commands crisply. Cathy pulls off Elsa’s crop top and pulls down her denim shorts. I allow her to keep her panties and she stands there barefoot and exposed. I eye her lovely breasts, the nipples already hardened nubs. She turns around on my command and I lick my lips at the sight of her booty and long shapely legs.

I watch as Cathy binds Elsa’s wrists together with the hands palm to palm. Soon, her elbows are also tied together. A crotchrope is applied causing Elsa to groan as it is tightened. I sentence her to a straight-backed chair with a padded bottom. Her arms are draped over the chair back before being attached to the lower rung of the chair. More rope goes around her body, gripping her breasts between their fibrous grip.

Her legs are brought to the sides of the chair where they are also bound at ankles and knees, forcing her to expose her crotch area. I am amused by the wet spot forming in this sensitive area.Wads of cloth are forced into Elsa’s mouth before they are sealed in with microfoam tape. She gives the customary struggle but the ropes hold her tight.

I stand and walk around the helpless maid and check the knots, nodding my arppoval at their firmness. She certainly wasn’t going anywhere.

I motion to Cathy and she doffs her tank top and pulls down her yoga pants. She stands before me in her bra and panties, but I shake my head and make a circular motion with my hand. Cathy looks down in submission and unclips her bra letting it fall to the floor. Finally, she pushes down her panties and stands there, utterly naked.

I take some rope and proceed to bind Cathy’s arms to her back in a boxtie which imprisons her small breasts. Like her fellow prisoner, I apply a crotchrope, but this digs deep into her slit eliciting grunts of mixed pain and excitement.

All the while, Elsa sits in her chair, wide-eyed, a captive spectator fixated on our every move.

I walk around my prisoner and check the rope. All the while, Cathy looks down as if embarrassed. I briefly touch the crotchrope and find it is already getting wet from her juices.

I turn to Elsa and smile wickedly.

“Watch carefully, my helpless maid. Watch as I put this naughty girl in her place!”

With this I grasp one of Cathy’s breasts and squeeze. I am rewarded by a sharp exhale. A squeeze of the other breast brings a slight moan. I continue to fondle Cathy’s breasts, sometimes squeezing, sometimes tweaking her small nipples and even licking the side of her neck.

My hand wanders downward and I cinch the crotchrope tightly.

“Ungh!” was all that Cathy could utter as I played with the joyrope like a harp. I roughly pull my prisoner to the bed and make her sit on my lap, spreading her bare legs. I caress the slim thighs before firmly squeezing and pinching them. My other hands continues to maul her breasts and Cathy can no longer control the moans and groans at my every touch.

“Look, Elsa! This bitch is really into this!”

I pause only to wedge a yellow ballgag into Cathy’s mouth. I then push her onto the bed before I take more rope and bind her ankles to her thighs leaving her in a tight frogtie. I haul her upright before getting behind her. I take up a vibrating wand and apply it to the crotchrope making Cathy struggle. I gauge Cathy’s reactions and bring her to the edge only to deny her the final pleasure. I did this many times even as Cathy looked on, a mix of fascination and envy writ on her face.

Cathy was now my slave. Her pleasure was mine to command. I could deny or grant it. I chose to delay it. Cathy was sweating now, despite the air conditioning. The sensual torture had robbed her of her sanity and her muffled cries seemed to ask for mercy.

Finally, I jammed the wand full into the crotchrope and left it there until Cathy screamed in blissful release.

I left the naked and bound body of Cathy on the bed before I went to Elsa. I carefully removed the tape sealing her lips and removed the wads of cloth. Before she could utter a word, I pulled down my shorts and jammed my erection into her mouth. She took me in, automatically and skillfully stimulating me until I felt the pressure build and I came into her willing mouth.

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I untied the two girls and explained to Elsa what Cathy had revealed to me. I held my breath, wondering how Elsa would react.

To my surprise, she rose and hugged Cathy tightly. She took Cathy’s face in her hands and told her, “That was a brave thing to admit Cathy! I’m glad you chose to be straight with Ed, but you should know that you can also be straight with me, ok?” Cathy nodded dumbly, obviously relieved.

Then, with a naughty glint in her eyes, Elsa said, “But your going behind my back deserves some punishment! What do you think, Ed?”

I smiled and nodded my agreement. I picked up a length of rope and went towards Cathy, who had happily shrugged off the blanket that was covering her.

Oh, this is gonna be fun!

@LunaDog
@Crocodile
@summerbreezes

[LunaDog]

No doubt it is indeed!

[Crocodile]

Nice one as always

[Switcher1313]

Chapter 6 – Cathy’s Torment

Ed and Elsa sat on the couch chatting easily. They talked of years past. They talked of past successes and disappointments. They talked about the exciting stage in Ed’s career.

“I’ll see about getting you as my personal assistant, Elsa! Since I’m a manager now, I do have some clout in the office!” said Ed.

“Sounds like fun! Just don’t make me work too hard…boss!” teased Elsa.

“Oh, I can think of several ways to keep you in line!” replied Ed with a naughty waggle of his eyebrows, to which Elsa giggled.

Then, both of them glanced at the spectacle before them.

Both of them had gotten dressed before ganging up on a hapless Cathy. They tied the naked woman’s wrists behind her, sealed her mouth with a ballgag and attaching a leather collar around her neck before bringing her downstairs to Ed’s second floor office.

There, Ed had attached a long rope to Cathy’s wrists ropes before bringing it up to a sturdy hook in the ceiling and then attaching the end to a sturdy pillar. Ed slowly pulled on the rope until Carhy bent forward amidst much grunting and complaining. Satisfied at Cathy’s position, Ed had tied the tether firmly leaving the naked Cathy in a bent-over position.

Ed walked around the struggling captive before taking another piece of rope. He fashioned a crotchrope on Cathy and managed to elicit a muffled yelp as he cinched it tightly. He sat down on rhe couch before Elsa arrived with their drinks.

After a bit of chatting, Ed decided to make Cathy’s predicament more strenuous by binding her ankles together. More chatting and long moments later, he attached another rope around the back of Cathy’s neck before tying he opposite end to the already bound ankles.

The resulting strappado was strict and torturous. The two captors carried on with their conversation before they fell silent…contemplating the struggling nude prisoner in front of them.

Ed decided to cut Cathy a break and stood before her before asking, “Had enough, yet?”

Cathy was breathing heavily by now, but managed a slight nod.

“I’m gonna remove some of these ropes, but you need to do something before I release you ferom that!”

Cathy nodded more vigorously…obviously very distressed at her predicament.

Ed went to work removing the rope around Cathy’s neck and even her ankle ropes. He then srood before his captive and pushed down his shorts and briefs, revealing his very erect manhood. Ed removed the ballgag and saliva spilled out of Cathy’s mouth. Ed drove his cock deep into Cathy’s mouth.

Cathy’s hummed as she struggled to suck Ed’s meat. Ed thrust in and out of Cathy’s mouth and let our with a guttural groan before expending himself into Cathy’s mouth. To her credit, Cathy managed to swallow everything. Once Ed had pulled out his cock, he rewarded Cathy with a cold drink.

Cathy was released from her strappado before asking, “What now, my master?”

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I’m a little torn as to what should happen next. What do you think?

A – Let Elsa have a bit of fun with Cathy
B – Let Ed continue his torment of Cathy
C – Dominate both of his ladies



@LunaDog
@Crocodile
@summerbreezes

[Crocodile]

Hmm tough choice but i would say A i think.

[LunaDog]

Got to be 'C' for me. But others may choose differently, of course.

[Switcher1313]

Chapter 7 – Elsa the Domme

Cathy was given a chance to recover. The three ate a meal with much amiable conversation. Cathy sat as if used to being nude around her captors, who were clothed. Cathy was even given a chance to go to the bathroom to freshen up. When she returned, Ed led her into the ground floor bedroom that used to be Elsa’s bedroom, but now served as the servants’ room. It was, of course, empty, since Ed had given them a few days off.

Cathy was made to lie down on one of the two beds where she was promptly bound spreadeagled. Her arms and legs were locked straight and her mouth was once again sealed with a ballgag.

“Keep an eye on her, Elsa. I need to make a quick Zoom meeting,” said Ed. Cathy did not catch the slight wink that Ed gave Elsa. Elsa slightly nodded.

Elsa walked nonchalantly to the helplessly naked captive on the bed before needlessly checking her bonds. She took the opportunity to caress Cathy’s toned legs and even slightly fondled her small breasts.

“Look at you, girl! All tied up, naked and helpless to do anything about it! What should I do with you now, I wonder?” After an inquiring glance from Cathy, Elsa snapped her finger as if remembering something. She rushed out of the room but was soon back carrying a large duffel bag.

“I’ve always wanted to try these on you. Now let’s see…” Cathy pulled forth a multi-tailed swede flogger that she pulled between her hands. She brandished this in the air several times before softly laying the strands on her victim’s stomach. She slowly drew the strands in a circle before bringing them up to touch Cathy’s breasts and arms. She then brought it back down to the stomach, down one leg before going back up to the tummy and caressing the other leg.

Cathy looked up wide-eyed as Elsa took aim and brought down the flogger on Cathy’s stomach.

“Hmmmmh!” was all that Cathy could utter.

Elsa paused before she brought the flogger down again. She varied her aim to strike exposed thighs, shins, feet, arms and finally, the breasts. The last impact caused Cathy to arch. More blows rained on her until she lay on the bed panting, her skin gorged with blood.

“That’s just the warm-up dear! Now, for a more precise instrument…” said Elsa before pulling a riding crop out of the bag. She slapped her palm a couple of times before laying the broad leather tab on Cathy’s left nipple. She flicked the nub until it hardened. She repeated the movement with the other nipple before laying a soft slap onto the side of the breast. Elsa continued to caress then swat the exposed breasts.

All the while, Cathy could only squirm in anticipation then yelp at the sudden sharp pain. The flogger had indeed warmed her up and now the crop centered the heat on her helpless tits. The pain had transformed into a molten heat within her that was leading to her exposed crotch.

Elsa brought the crop between Cathy’s splayed legs before lifting it up noting the moisture coating the implement.

“So wet, little girl! I see that someone is liking this, eh?” said Elsa mockingly.

She then slapped the crop onto Cathy’s full thighs eliciting more yelps from her hapless victim. With uncanny precision, she then aimed a swat at the exposed slit and a loud groan coincided with the wet slap of the riding crop onto Cathy’s most tender spot.

Elsa threw the crop aside before groping her captive’s crotch and seemed gratified to find her very wet.

“You took the pain well, little girl! Now, let’s move on to the next step….”

Elsa adorned Cathy’s nipples with pincer clamps and attached some string onto them. She slowly pulled on the string until Cathy was wincing and groaning from the flash of pain in her nipples. Elsa moved between Cathy’s widely spread legs before pulling on the string some more. Cathy gave a helpless sob but the moisture between her legs increased. Elsa sent a probing finger into the leaking orifice and diddled her prisoner. The combination of nipple pain and crotch pleasure confused Cathy as she reveled in her helplessness. Slowly, her mind was succumbing to the domination being inflicted on her.

Cathy slowly writhed in her bonds as Elsa skillfully used her fingers to tease her. Then, she felt something more substantial enter her. Elsa had inserted a flesh-colored dildo into her until it rest deeply in Cathy.

Cathy trembled in her bonds, badly needing relief, but Elsa sniffed at her discomfort and declared, “You can stew a bit, girl! I’ll let Ed decide what’s next for you!” With this, she gave the string a final tug until the nipple clamps were pulled off. Cathy let out with a muffled howl as the pain returned to her nubs in spades. Her thrashings slowly subsided until she lay on the bed, feeling spent and thoroughly subjugated.

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This one's for you @Crocodile

@LunaDog, the next one's for you!

@summerbreezes

[LunaDog]

@LunaDog, the next one's for you!

My breath is most certainly bated, i can assure you!

[Crocodile]

Wow thanks so much
That was such a good part can hardly wait to see how it continues

[Switcher1313]

Wow thanks so much
That was such a good part can hardly wait to see how it continues

You're most welcome @Crocodile . Let me know of any suggestions you may have.

[Switcher1313]

Chapter 8 – Subjugated Pair

(Cathy’s POV)

Amidst her subjugation and exhaustion, Cathy falls asleep. Amidst the depths of her memory, Cathy remembers her first boyfriend. She remembers how she had loved Luis and how willing she was to do anything for him. She remembers him binding her for the first time. She remembers the passion and sweaty nights. And then, she remembers how Luis betrayed her for another woman. She awakes with a gasp.

And she sees Ed looking down at her. It is as if she has just realized how naked and how vulnerable she is. Mercifully, he removes the gag from her mouth and proceeds to release her from the bed. She gratefully accepts the bottle of cold water and drinks deeply.

Her mind is still fuzzy when she hears his query.

“You ok?”

She nods slowly, savoring the cool liquid sliding down her throat. Her mind suddenly realizes just how much she trusts Ed and Elsa. Despite how they first met, she was welcomed as their friend and confidante. They had shared bondage adventures together and Cathy had come to a very simple conclusion…this was the first time that she had floated on the wings of incredible pleasure precisely because she could become vulnerable and entrust her fate in the hands of these people…her friends.

“Had enough yet?”

Cathy finally responded with a bit of her old sarcasm, “You getting tired of me, already?”

Ed smiled meaningfully, “Well, if that’s how you feel, I have one more surprise for you.”

With that, Ed made her stand up and tied her hands behind her back. They went up the stairs to the third floor. Cathy suddenly felt very self-conscious walking around completely naked, half expecting one of the maids or drivers to see her in the naked flesh. But of course, everyone else in the house was gone except for the three of them.

“Elsa confessed what she had done to you, so I suppose a bit of punishment is in order, don’t you think?”

Before opening the bedroom door, Ed fastened a strap-on onto his bound prisoner. When they entered the room, Cathy almost gasped at the sight of Elsa tied down to the coffee table. Her arms were bound at wrists and elbows. She was kept in a kneeling position with her butt in the air by a clever assortment of ropes. Her mouth was taped shut and she moaned softly at the uncomfortable position. No doubt her mouth was fully packed.

“Well, Cathy? Go ahead! She’s ready for you!”

Cathy needed no prompting as she approached the helpless figure and slowly thrust the strap-on into Elsa’s exposed pussy from behind. Elsa moaned loudly as she was skewered deeply by the implement. Slowly, Cathy thrust her hips in and out in a slow rhythm insuring that Elsa would not cum too soon.

Cathy gradually sped up her thrusts until Elsa was positively quivering with need.

“Enough! She doesn’t get to cum yet!” commanded Ed.

Reluctantly, Cathy backed away from Elsa and she pondered the naked woman panting in front of her.

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Later, Ed has his two naked prisoners kneeling before him. They are both ungagged and Ed thrusts deep into Elsa’s mouth before transferring to Cathy’s willing mouth. He alternates between the two women’s velvety lips until he cums all over the two women’s faces.

In her mind, Cathy notes that this seals the bond between the three of them forever.

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Hope you like this short installment @LunaDog.

@Crocodile
@summerbreezes

[LunaDog]

Hope you like this short installment @LunaDog.

Rest assured my friend, i most certainly DID. Thank you.