Jodie's Slaves Part Four - Sex Stories

Jodie's Slaves Part Four

... chastity belt I had made and had given her permission to watch me with her Mother tonight. Once I had Barb tied and blindfolded, Julie would come in and stand in the corner watching. It would be an easy night for Barb...relatively speaking. No giant dildos, no pain ponies...I had to keep it a bit simpler for Julie. I had decided on wax. It was painful...burns are.. the melting point of the specially made wax was lower than the average candle and just lower than the burning point of skin. It stays hotter longer and would hurt like hell. It would leave marks for a little bit, like a sunburn, but it would do no real damage.

Barb

Mistress Jodi had done another fantastic job of weaving her ropes. First my tits were rounded and bulging on my chest in just a few rounds of tight cord, then my arms crossed behind my back in a Box tie. It’s a comfortable tie even when she had me lay on an old sheet she had spread at the foot of her lovely bed. Blindfolded with a leather blindfold then gagged with a gag that had a big rubber knob that filled my mouth and was heavy. It had to be the big penis gag we ordered along with other items using my credit card. She had placed me on my back with my feet towards the footboard. She tied each ankle to one of the heavy posts at mattress level lifting my feet and spreading them wide.

I felt her gentle touch on my cheek as she stroked it coldly telling me

“It’s okay for you to wriggle and squirm all you want Toy. I love to watch that. I love ...

... hearing your pitiful cries and groans, but for you, all will be silence. Except maybe for the screaming in your head.” She tapped my forehead and then placed a kiss there before continuing, “I will make you very, very sorry you ever lusted after a teenage girl, Barb. It won’t stop you from wanting me, but you will regret it. Enjoy it, my Love, it is all for you. Exactly what you wanted. With the possible exception of your wish I was Julie instead of myself. You will suffer for that too!” Her next words were low and sweet and shocked and sounded just like Julie, “Mom you are such a sick slut!”

She slapped my face hard!

“You are a perverted, sick woman to look at me like you do and think of me how you do! Don’t you know how wrong it is? How disgusting?”

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! To each of my bound tits.

“Mom, you deserve this, you know you do! Now lay still you sorry cunt and take your punishment!”

She had to hold my head still before she could push soft rubber ear plugs in both ears then cover those with small pieces of wide sticky surgical tape. I could truly hear nothing but my own breathing.

I knew what a sight I must be. I was grateful beyond belief that Julie was at the movies with friends and would never actually see me like this! For all my fantasies, I think I would just die if she walked in right now. My legs were wide and my feet were up in the air where they were tied to the bed frame. I was vulnerable to any assault Mistress wanted to inflict. My ...