Natalie was flabbergasted. She had not expected this, but she was helpless to prevent it. She heard the clicking of the chain hoist and felt her legs being raised then watched in fascination, tinged with fear as Lady Jo-Anne started fitting the chastity belt to her, putting the crotch piece over her vulva and easing the rear section through her parted legs and bringing it up behind her butt. She fiddled with it until it was seated correctly. She then brought the locking tabs together, one on each side, just above Natalie’s hips.
Natalie heard the clicking of the ratchet locks as the two pieces of the device were pushed together and she felt the whole belt tighten around her torso, imprisoning it and preventing her from being able to touch herself in any meaningful way. She could see herself in the ceiling mirror and she thought to herself, this looks quite erotic in many ways and is actually more comfortable than she would have thought.
“I shouldn’t need to explain the function of the chastity belt to you Natalie. It is obviously one layer of protection that will deny you pleasuring yourself during the night. I know you will be trying but you might be surprised at how effective my methods are,” said Lady Jo-Anne as she turned to Marc. “Lower her legs and remove the spreader bar please.”
Natalie looked over to see Marc hand over what was obviously an adult diaper. It looked like a pair of large panties, light blue in color with a plastic outer layer and elasticized legs and internal padding. Natalie was horrified and was obviously struggling not to say anything.
“I do not wish to be disturbed during the night, so this will allow you to address your needs without having to wake me. When you are put to bed, you will remain there until someone gets you up in the morning.”
Natalie felt her legs being lowered before Marc took their weight. He released her ankles and lowered her feet to the floor before removing the strap on her upper torso that was still holding her down, last of all he released her wrist cuffs and pulled her to her feet, maintaining a grip on her to ensure she would not fall over. He turned her and as he did so, her arms were deftly drawn behind her back and the cuffs were clipped together.
“Clair, will you take my slave to the bathroom before I put her into her diaper?”
“Certainly, Mistress. I will be happy to,” Clair replied as she grasped Natalie’s collar and led her out through the dungeon door, returning with her a few minutes later. Natalie was dismayed when it dawned upon her that she would need Clair’s assistance to finish and as she suspected, Clair would do nothing for her without being asked. As humiliating as Natalie found it, it also served to put her further into the slave like mentality that Jo-Anne was seeking.
Lady Jo-Anne was waiting. “Lift your foot.” As Natalie complied, her foot was inserted into the first side, followed by the other and the diaper was pulled up until it totally covered the chastity belt. She then turned for Marc to hand her a full body suit.
Looking at Natalie, she said, “This is made out of a rip proof material and it will keep you both warm and secure. You will see that it zips up at the rear and I secure it with a little padlock, not that you will really need that because your hands will be getting nowhere near the zipper.”
As Natalie lifted her leg the suit was drawn up and she realized it was fitted with built in booties. Her remaining leg was also inserted and the suit was drawn up. She inserted her arms in the sleeves and then realized the sleeves ended in mittens, resulting in only her head being exposed. The suit was pulled over her shoulders and she heard the zipper being raised as the suit closed in around her body. She saw the small padlock in her Mistress’s hands before it was inserted through the top of the zipper and she heard it click closed, locking her into her multi- layer bondage.
“Now, you will go into the cage.”
Without waiting for a response from Natalie, Clair grasped her by the arm and led her over to what Natalie realized was a queen size bed with a cell like structure underneath it. It had a mattress and steel bars like a jail cell with a door at one end.
“Crawl inside and get yourself comfortable,” Clair instructed Natalie.
Natalie complied and as soon as she was inside, the door clanged shut and Clair inserted a large padlock through the hasp and staple. Natalie positioned herself and pulled a blanket over her.
“Now put your arms through the bars, slave, I just want to attach these hospital restraints to you so that you cannot use those hands of yours to get up to mischief,” Lady Jo-Anne said. As Natalie complied, she saw the white woven material straps close around each wrist and get locked in place. She found she had sufficient movement to be comfortable but not sufficient to allow both hands to be inside the cage at once.
As Natalie watched, both Clair and Lady Jo-Anne went and grasped Marc by the arms, and he was led over to a large wooden cross in the corner. It was only seconds and they had him secured, spread-eagled on the cross. He was secured at the wrists and ankles and a strap around his waist was cinched up. A loose cloth sack was then pulled over his head, clothes pins attached to his nipples and they left him. Natalie was still looking at his throbbing erection, wondering about what might have been.
Lady Jo-Anne stood, putting her finger to her lips, seemingly deep in thought. An idea came to her.
“Clair!” She didn’t say anything else, simply pointing at some toys on the wall. Lady Jo-Anne was wearing a mid-thigh length latex skirt and a white spandex top that framed her delicious breasts perfectly, her nipple rings showing through the stretchy material. She squatted in front of Natalie, nonchalantly spreading her legs wide in the squat and as she was wearing no panties, Natalie could see her cleanly shaved vulva and her glistening pussy that had opened up before her eyes. Clair returned and handed her something that wasn’t clear to Natalie as her eyes were glued to her Mistress’s aroused pussy.
Without preamble, Lady Jo-Anne reached through the bars of the cage and slipped a half hood over Natalie’s head. It laced up at the back and as the laces were pulled tight, the hood pulled tightly around Natalie’s head, removing her sight and much of her hearing. When she had finished, she ran her nails gently down Natalie’s cheeks and ran her fingers across her lips. Natalie opened her mouth in response and Lady Jo-Anne slipped her finger inside Natalie’s mouth.
“Suck it, Natalie,” she said softly. Natalie could barely hear her and responded by reflex as much as by hearing the instruction. A few moments later, the finger was removed and Natalie heard, “Sleep well.” Despite concentrating as hard as she could, she heard nothing further. Having no idea of what was happening around her, if anything, she tilted her head, straining to hear. She sensed something happening but had no idea what it was.
Lady Jo-Anne had sat down on the edge of the cage, with its bed on top. Spreading her legs and drawing her feet up onto the edge of the bed, she looked at Clair, then down between her own legs. Clair did not need to be told and she immediately dropped to her knees and her head went immediately between her lover’s legs.
Lady Jo-Anne was dripping with natural lubrication as Clair took one of her labia lips between her own lips, sucking the fold of sensitive skin, stretching it gently, opening and closing her Mistress’s vagina. She then used the fingers on one hand to replicate the motions on the other labia lip, gently sliding her fingers up and down the slick skin. It was not long before Lady Jo-Anne was moaning with pleasure.
Natalie could feel the slight movement through the structure of the cage and she could just hear the moans of her Mistress. She thought she knew what was happening and wondered if she was correct.
Lady Jo-Anne had thrown her head back and closed her eyes. Her hands had gone to her own breasts and she was gently teasing her erect nipples through the material of her spandex top. From time to time, she would squeeze her legs against Clair’s head to make her take a break so that she would not lose control and come too quickly. Eventually, she grasped her sub’s head and eased it out from between her legs.
Getting to her feet, she grabbed Clair and kissed her hard on the
lips before forcing her tongue into her mouth and exploring it, gently chewing on her bottom lip. She broke off the kiss and began nibbling on Clair’s neck before bringing her mouth around and licking her throat then moving to the other side and nibbling once again. When her head came close to Clair’s ear, she nibbled on the ear lobe before whispering, “I feel so fucking hot after playing with Natalie and now that Marc is secure, I intend to have my way with you, Clair. I am going to redden your butt before I use my largest strap on and fuck you senseless. You will enjoy that, won’t you, you horny slut?”
“Oh God! Yessssss, Mistress,” Clair responded huskily.
With that, Clair was forced face down onto the bed, leaving her feet on the floor. Pulling her hands around behind her back, Lady Jo-Anne used one hand to hold Clair’s wrists while she roughly pulled her panties down to her knees. She could see the wet patch in the crotch of the panties, which was totally to be expected. She immediately brought her hand down firmly against Clair’s butt, firstly against one cheek and then the other. She then slipped her hand between Clair’s legs and ran her thumb gently down between Clair’s labia lips. Clair moaned with pleasure as her Mistress withdrew her hand and delivered some more stinging blows on her butt, three on each cheek.
Natalie could hear the blows landing and faintly hear what she rightly assumed were Clair’s moans in response. All this was happening literally about a foot from Natalie’s head. The movements were reverberating through the cage and she could do nothing about it except listen to the noises and wonder about how she might be feeling if it were her on the receiving end.
Lady Jo-Anne then stepped in, pushing one leg firmly between Clair’s legs. Clair then felt a rope sliding over her wrists. Her Mistress expertly looped it around again before snugging it up loosely. Clair felt she would be able to wiggle out of it at that stage but she also knew from experience that her Mistress would not leave her like that. A few seconds later, the rope looped around her torso, under her breasts before being locked off at her back. Then it went around her again, this time above her breasts after which it was tied off once again behind her back.
This time, she felt the rope tighten around her wrists and she knew she was totally helpless, the ropes pulling in tightly against her skin and squeezing her breasts from above and below. Then, as she leaned over her, Lady Jo-Anne raked her nails up Clair’s back and around to grasp her breasts. Roughly kneading them before grasping Clair’s nipples firmly, she whispered hoarsely in her ear, “Now hurt for me you bitch. Let me hear you squeal.”
She rolled Clair’s nipples between her thumbs and forefingers as Clair’s moans got louder and higher in pitch. At the same time, her Mistress’s leg was grinding away at Clair’s slick pussy.
“Oooohh fuck! Ooohh, Mistress. Ohh, yesss. Arrgghhh. Oh please, Mistress. Arrgghhh,” Clair moaned.
Lady Jo-Anne then released Clair’s nipples and stepped back from her. “Don’t move a muscle,” she said.
“Yes, Mistress… I mean, no, Mistress,” Clair replied in confusion.
Lady Jo-Anne had taken a strap on dildo from a hook on the wall and was buckling it up around her upper thigh. Quickly lubricating it with her own juices, she stepped back putting her dildo clad leg between Clair’s legs. She pushed the tip of the dildo up so that it rested at the entrance to Clair’s dripping vagina, just parting the lips. She leaned back over Clair again grasping her breasts once again and said, “Now, Clair, you can have the pleasure of fucking yourself. Come on. Show me what a slut you are.”
Clair gasped as she pushed back against the dildo. As she opened up to take it, she realized it was as big as her Mistress had said it would be. She slowly impaled herself upon it, grunting as it filled her completely. When she got right down to the base and could feel Lady Jo-Anne’s leg up against her, Lady Jo-Anne gave a final push.
“Oh fuck! Oh God,” Clair responded in shock before she began withdrawing herself. She brought it right out to the tip before she repeated the process, again and again. She developed a rhythm, helped in turn by her Mistress. Each time the dildo slid deep inside her, she could feel the pressure tightening on her nipples.
“Oh yes, Clair, it feels so good to fuck you like this. To know this huge dildo is stretching you, filling you right up.”
“Arrggghhhh. Oh yes, Mistress. Oh God, it feels so good. Thank you, Mistress.”
Clair’s breaths were beginning to come in short gasps as her climax approached. With each thrust, her Mistress began spanking her with one hand while she continued to manipulate her remaining nipple with the other. She wanted to come but dared not do so without her Mistress’s permission. Eventually, the permission came. “Clair, you are to come when I count down from three… Three!”
The count coincided with a slightly harder thrust and spank. “Two.”
This time the thrust was just as firm but her nipple was released, and she felt her Mistress’s nails rake down her back before she firmly grasped Clair’s hips. There was another thrust with no count and then a firm thrust. “One, now come for me, Clair. Let me know how much you have enjoyed this great big cock in you.”
Clair let out a wail as she exploded in orgasm. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her as her Mistress thrust into her.
Natalie could hear the build up quite clearly and found herself getting quite aroused as it built to a crescendo. Her inability to touch herself, whilst frustrating in a physical sense was even more arousing from a cerebral sense.
Before long the sounds of Clair’s pleasure faded and Natalie had no idea what was happening outside her little prison. Eventually, she felt hands on her hood as the laces were loosened and the hood was gently removed from her head. As she opened her eyes, she could see her Mistress, who stayed silent as she arose and moved out of Natalie’s sight. Natalie could see that the cross was now empty and then the light was switched off. As she closed her eyes she heard her Mistress say, “Now, Clair, it is time for you to finish what you started earlier. Get your head back down there and taste my juices.”
Eventually, Natalie dozed off to the faint sounds of her Mistress’s pleasure that continued to build a few short feet away.
Chapter 16 – Release
Natalie awoke at some time in the middle of the night. She had no idea what time it was, but she knew she needed to pee. It wasn’t urgent, but she knew that sleep was going to be difficult if she didn’t go. She could hear the gentle breathing of her Mistress and Clair on the bed above her and she was certainly not going to disturb them. Not only would it be against instructions but she would be refused anyhow. It was clear by the diaper and the fitting of the locking suit that Natalie was on her own.
From the time her Mistress put the diaper on her she was determined that she would not wet it during the night and her determination was still there as she dozed off again. She drifted into a deeper sleep and dreamt of Sir James. She was gagged, spread eagled on a cross and he was approaching her with a large gauge needle, explaining that he was going to double pierce her labia and use the piercings to close her pussy. She was shaking her head but was unable to make a sound as he got closer. Eventually, she lost all control and wet herself in front of him, humiliated at such loss of control in front of him.
She woke to find her warm, wet diaper clinging to her and she immediately realized what had happened. She knew she was likely to get little sleep for the remainder of the night if she did not give herself some further relief so, acting against all instincts, she laid back trying to will herself to release more into her diaper.
She tried rolling over onto her side and eventually onto her stomach despite her body being twisted, as her arms were still secured outside the bars of the cage. Lying on her stomach, she felt the strange feeling of the chastity device that was effectively suspending her pelvis off the mattress. Strangely enough, she thought this might be the best position to relieve herself, noting that gravity would help in this position. Willing herself to relax, she tried to just let it happen naturally.
It took what seemed like ages before a little trickle emerged. After the initial release, a slightly longer squirt emerged. More soon followed and Natalie felt the warm golden liquid running down her thighs and into her diaper. Much to her surprise, she found the feeling to be quite pleasant and not abhorrent as she expected it to be. Finally, feeling relieved, she had no problem going back to sleep.
Eventually, she woke once again to the sound of the dungeon door opening and in the half light of early morning she saw Marc enter the room. He was dressed in what looked like spandex shorts, the bulge of his chastity device obvious. Natalie found the sight quite erotic as it was a clear demonstration of his lack of authority over his own body and she was in the same position. Despite trying to find all sorts of reasons why this was so wrong, all she could think about was why it felt so right.
Marc was carrying a tray with three cups of coffee. After gently waking Lady Jo-Anne and Clair and waiting until they were ready to take their cups from him, he squatted to give Natalie one before he left again. As he did so, his legs parted and Natalie had a close up view of the bulge in his spandex shorts. She knew that he had done this deliberately and she was not offended as she thought to herself, she would have done the same. How many times do you get to tease a caged slave, teasing them with them having no possible way of responding? At first she thought he must have been joking with the coffee, but it wasn’t long before she realized that by exercising great care, she could actually drink its contents without spilling any of it although she thought she must look like an animal in a zoo.
Returning to the dungeon some time later, he unlocked Natalie’s wrists, opened the cage door and beckoned her to exit the cage. Crawling out from her prison, she stood and noticed Lady Jo-Anne and Clair in a loving embrace in the bed above as they dozed after completing their coffee. Mark didn’t say anything to Natalie, simply grasping the ring on her collar and leading her outside before softly closing the door behind them. He then unlocked the padlock at the neck of her suit, unzipped her and peeled it from her shoulders, guiding it as it slid down her body. He then patted her diaper, feeling the warmth of the liquid that was trapped in its absorbent layers. He smiled at her, enjoying her embarrassment. He didn’t need to make comment and Natalie knew there was nothing to do except to accept her predicament.
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