by W. L. Dowd
“I want them taken to interrogation. Ashley and I will be right out.”
“Yes Ma’am, right away,” said the soldier as he saluted the General and exited the room, but not before he got a good long look at Ashley’s bound and gagged body as she sat atop the stool with the shiny silver bells dangling from the tips of her firm and extended tits.
Reattaching Ashley’s leash to her collar, Heather pulled her from the stool.
“Come, let’s greet our newest guests.”
Pulling Ashley to the door, again her hobbled ankles caused her to take quick short steps to keep up. Heather’s pace was quicker than normal and it didn’t take long for Ashley to figure out why. The quicker than normal pace caused her rapidly thudding heels to resonate through her firm body, thus making her bells jingle with each step. Clearly, Heather was enjoying the gentle ringing of the bells as she and her hobbled slave made their way out to meet the newly captured couple.
Arriving at the entrance door to the interrogation chamber, where the earlier guard was now waiting, Heather spotted the young couple being led into the huge compound at the far end.
“Soldier, what do we know about these two?”
“So far, only what we got from the ID’s they were carrying.”
Pulling a piece a paper from his pocket, he continued, “They’re a married couple in their mid-twenties. His name is David, and hers is Katie.”
“Hmmm, and you believe they were collecting intelligence?”
“Yes General, we do.”
From 100 yards away, Heather and Ashley could see them slowly coming closer. The man was trying to resist his capture. He was clearly fighting against the collar and leash that was pulling him along even though it was mostly symbolic, whereas she was much more compliant and accepting of the inevitable. As they drew closer, it was easier to see that their wrists and elbows were secured behind them and their ankles were shackled. In addition, they each had a red ball gag strapped tightly in-place as they followed behind the long and taught leather strap leashes.
At 50 feet away, Heather could see that David was about 5’10” tall, 175 lbs., with short brown hair. He had a very attractive build and would be consider highly desirable by most any woman. He was wearing khaki shorts, a tan polo shirt and leather boat shoes. His wife Katie was also a real treasure to behold. She looked about 5’5” tall, 110 lbs., with shoulder length light brown hair. She wore a pastel yellow pleated sun dress that landed several inches above her knees, with matching sandals on her feet. The low cut slinky dress was held up with two thin shoulder straps. And like her husband, she was a real looker. The very pretty young woman was what you might call a genuine ‘all-American girl’.
When the couple got within 20 feet of Ashley, their eyes sprung open even wider as a sensation of terror started to overwhelm them. Seeing Ashley naked, bound, gagged and pierced with bells hanging from her nipples got Katie’s full attention. Now, even Katie was struggling against the thick leash that was pulling her toward the door that had ‘Interrogation Chamber’ written above it.
Seeing Ashley made-up like she was had David very concerned for his beautiful wife. He had a real bad feeling about their capture, and it now centered around Katie. The rumors of what happened to folks taken by the Talistaun now flooded his thoughts. His stomach had a huge knot in it as he began to imagine how he and his wife may be tortured for information.
But surprisingly enough, Ashley’s appearance did little to prepare them for what they were about to see on the other side of the large door.
Opening the door for the approaching visitors, Heather smiled and said, “Right this way folks, welcome to your worst nightmare.”
Passing through the wide opening, David and Katie were quickly overwhelmed by the terrifying sight before them. The large and relatively well lit room looked like a torture chamber from a really horrific movie. Everywhere they looked there were racks, tables, chairs, benches, leather horses and thick posts, all covered with straps, chains and cuffs. There were chains, pulleys and heavy duty cuffs hanging from the ceiling in several locations and mounted to the walls. The floor had numerous sized rings and other points for securing things.
But as terrifying as the furniture and equipment looked, it was the tools of torture hanging on the numerous storage racks throughout the room that made their hearts skip a few beats. Prominently on display were cruel looking whips of all kinds, dildos of amazing sizes, anal plugs, nipple clamps, gags, collars, binders, straps and other instruments of torture they couldn’t even imagine.
Allowing the now panic stricken couple to slow their advance to a mere crawl, David’s and Katie’s saucer shaped eyes were soaking in the awful sights of the unimaginable room. Slowly leading the couple to an open area near the center of the room, the soldier in command of their leashes positioned them accordingly and attached their leg shackles to eyelets on the floor. Unable to run, their captors removed the leashes from their thick leather collars and turned to the General.
“Will there be anything else General?”
“No gentlemen. Thank you, you can leave us now.”
“Very well, if you need any assistance mounting them to any equipment, just let us know. We’ll be more than happy to help.”
Nodding her head in approval, the men saluted her and exited the room.
Katie was already trying to plead with Heather from behind her gag, while David was testing the leg irons that held him in place.
Walking up to David, Heather ran her fingertip over his lips as she circled the ball gag that was wedged between his teeth.
“So tell me, are you two with Palan’s resistance?”
Grunting into his gag, David shook his head ‘No’.
“No huh. Why don’t I believe you?”
Circling around him she began running her hands over his body, exploring his hard physic as she slowly made her way back around to face him. Reaching down between his legs, she grabbed a handful of his manhood through his shorts and began to squeeze.
“Keeping secrets from me is a bad thing. Perhaps your lovely wife has something to share with me.”
David immediately began grunting and shaking his head side to side, before she released her grip and moved over to Katie who was standing just 4 feet away.
Standing directly in front of Katie, Heather used her thumbs to wipe away the small tears that had started to form at the corners of Katie’s eyes.
“Your husband says you’re not with Palan’s resistance, so I’ll ask you. Were you gathering information for the resistance?”
Katie gently shook her head ‘No’ as her eyes welled up with more tears.
“Another No…. Hmmm, I don’t believe you either, and that’s not good.”
Shaking her head in disbelief, she said, “I guess we’ll have to do this the hard way, even if it is the fun way for me!”
Grabbing each by a shoulder, Heather jerked them around to face one another. Next, she lowered two heavy clasps from pulleys at the ceiling. With the metal clasps now positioned directly behind each of their heads, Heather snapped the units onto the D-rings at the back of their collars.
Then, one at a time, she pulled on the ropes until the clasps pulled tight at their collars. First was Katie, as David watched the collar around his wife’s neck pull tightly upward before it was tied off secure. With Katie locked-in and secure, Heather quickly pulled David’s collar into place in the same way. With their heads stretched toward the ceiling and their leg shackles secured to the floor, they were now immobile, and vulnerable.
With the couple secure, Heather circled back in front of Katie. Then lifting Katie’s sun dress slightly, she slid her hands up under her dress, along the outsides of her creamy smooth thighs, and hooked her index fingers under the thin waistband of Katie’s underwear. With a wicked smile on her face, Heather leaned forward and kissed Katie on the check just before she began to slowly slide her dainty panties down to her knees.
Katie immediately began to squeal and
shake her head as she felt her undies sliding down her thighs. And from behind her, Heather heard David vigorously protesting the assault on his wife.
“I’ll ask again. Are you with the resistance?”
With her panties now clinging to her knees, Katie again shook her head ‘No’.
“OK then,” said Heather as she grabbed a switch blade from a nearby table.
Flipping the razor sharp blade open, she easily sliced through the waist band material at outsides of Katie’s knees. With Katie’s defeated undies in her hand, she lifted them to her nose and took a long deep sniff.
“Mmmmmm, you smell good.”
Walking to Ashley who was standing only several feet away and intently taking in the entire show, she placed the undies over her nose and asked, “Doesn’t she smell sweet?”
Ashley quickly nodded her head in approval.
Walking back to the couple, she tucked a small corner of Katie’s cut panties behind David’s belt buckle, allowing the bulk of his wife’s underwear to hang over his crotch.
Winking at David, she turned back to Katie and began to grope her tits. The thin fabric of her dress provided little protection from Heather’s exploring hands, especially since she wasn’t wearing a bra.
“Hmmm, I’m guessing a very full C cup. Not too big, but enough to have lots of fun with. And I bet these nipples are sensitive too. Do you have sensitive nubs my dear?”
Gently stroking her nipples through the thin fabric, Katie felt her buds stiffening in response. Stunned by Heather’s exploring fingers, Katie froze at the sudden terrifying prospect of her capture and current vulnerability. But when Katie didn’t respond to her, she began to pinch her pleasure buds through her dress and asked again.
“I asked you Katie, do you have sensitive nipples?”
Feeling Heather’s pinching grip growing tighter by the second, Katie was soon nodding her head up and down.
“That’s better. Now, do you like to have your nipples sucked?”
Groaning from behind her gag, she soon felt Heather beginning to squeeze once again. That’s when she realized she had to answer all the humiliating questions or suffer the painful consequences. Sucking in a deep breath through her nose, Katie nodded her head ‘Yes’.
“I thought so. I’ve never met a goody-two-shoes cutie like you who didn’t live to have her perky nipples licked and sucked. I’m guessing you like that better than getting fucked by your husband.”
David was now jerking and fighting against his bonds even more. The more Heather went after his wife, the more he grunted and groaned as his leg irons clanked about.
“OK, another question for you honey doll. Have you ever licked pussy before?”
It didn’t take any time for Katie to respond to that question. She quickly and emphatically shook her head side to side. With her terrified eyes bugged open, the thought of licking a woman’s private space was revolting to her.
“I figured that would be your response. You probably blush when you see another woman naked. Well, I think it’s time to see what you have going on under this outfit.”
With barely enough time for Katie to moan with disapproval, Heather had the knife at work once again. With no effort at all, the thin shoulder straps on her dress fell victim to the sharp blade. After folding-up the blade and placing it back on the table, Heather slowly began to slide the thin slinky dress down her torso.
Katie felt her dress slowly sliding down over her breasts until they suddenly popped out from behind the fabric. The sudden sensation of the room’s cool air on her exposed tits was intense for her. Moaning frantically from behind her gag, there was now nothing left to keep her dress from falling to the floor. With her dress now bunched up on the floor at her feet, she now stood naked before Heather.
“You are a pretty little thing; I can see why he married you. Of course we’ll need to remove that unsightly bush you have going on there; that just won’t do! I like my ladies smooth and clean.”
Motioning toward Ashley, she asked Katie, “See there, doesn’t she look nice and delicious?”
When Katie didn’t respond, Heather barked out in a very stern voice, “I asked you a question bitch!”
Stunned and scared, her head began to nod up and down in approval while her wide eyes were fixed on Ashley’s smooth and dripping vagina.
Pleased with Katie’s answer, Heather continued in her sweet and somewhat taunting voice. “You know, Ashley had never sucked a pussy before either. With the right motivation and training, you would be surprised how quickly you can learn to do it very well, and like it.”
Circling behind Katie, so her husband could get a good look at his exposed wife, Heather reached around her body from behind and began to gently rub her nipples, as only another woman could. It didn’t take long for Katie’s body to respond in betrayal. Soon her pleasure nubs were swollen hard and standing out a half inch from her equally impressive areoles.
“Wow, you have amazing nipples, look at these jewels. My god, I can see why you enjoy nipple stimulation. David, I certainly hope you’ve learned to appreciate these marvelous buds.”
It wasn’t long before Katie’s breathing became rather rapid as her body responded to another woman’s touch in ways she never thought possible. Heather’s fingers were so amazing that Katie was soon struggling in disbelief as her clit began to tingle with pleasure.
“I should have asked you David, would you like to watch your wife lick pussy?”
He quickly shook his head ‘No’.
“No…… Now I’ve never met a man who didn’t fantasize about watching his wife with another woman. Are you sure you wouldn’t like me to train your wife in the art of sucking a clit?”
Pinching Katie’s nipples, Heather wasn’t going to accept anything but ‘Yes’ from David.
Within seconds, Katie was groaning in pain as Heather’s fingers clamped down on her huge and sensitive nips. Soon Katie was nodding her head up and down, and begging David with her eyes. She would do about anything to free her nipples from Heather’s vise like grip.
“Let me start this again from the beginning. David, are you two with the Palan resistance?”
Shaking his head in denial, his eyes were locked onto his wife’s flattening nipples.
“Well, I’m not surprised by that answer. Let me give you one last chance to help your wife here. Would you like me to train your wife to be a slit licker?”
Hesitating for another moment, the sound of his wife’s pleading moans finally got to him. Knowing there was only one answer that would spare his wife’s nipples, he finally nodded his head in approval.
“I thought that may be your true answer. I’m pleased that we’re on the same page, but there’s no time for that right now. We’ll save the lesbian sex-slave training for later.”
But Heather still wasn’t releasing her grip on Katie; in fact she was now starting to twist as she asked her next question.
“Katie sweetie, don’t you think it’s time for your husband to lose his clothing as you have? I think it’s only right that he join you in your nakedness. Do you agree?”
Katie knew that once they were both stripped naked, their torment would just be starting. But she also knew they were helplessly caught and unable to resist whatever fate was in store for them. With Heather’s pinching grip bringing tears to her eyes, she quickly began to nod her head in approval.
When Heather’s fingers suddenly released her nipples, she instantly exhaled in distress as her nipples roared back to life. The sensation of having her nubs suddenly released was so unexpectedly intense that her body shook in response.
Picking up the knife from the table once again, Heather approached David.
“Your wife would like to see you naked and exposed like she is my dear. I think she feels lonely.”
Sliding the sharp edge of the blade inside a shirt sleeve, she quickly slipped the razor sharp blade up the sleeve to his neck line, and then down his other sleeve. With his shirt cut free from his
shoulders, she pulled at the bottom edge and then sliced her way up the front, before jerking the tattered fabric from his body. With his muscular torso exposed, she ran her fingernails across his chest, making sure to scrape roughly over his hard man nubs. When her nails slowly scraped across his hard nippers, he jerked and grunted in response.
“Now let’s see what we have waiting for us down here.”
Folding up her knife and putting it away again, she dropped to one knee and pulled the remnants of Katie’s panties from his belt. Tossing them to the side, she used both hands to unbutton and then unzip his shorts. Grabbing the pant legs of his shorts, she worked his tight fitting pants down to his ankles. With only his form fitting briefs left to go, Heather decided to take a moment to tease her captive.
Standing up, Heather turned to Katie who was now just staring at her handsome husband who she knew was about to lose his last piece of clothing, and all his modesty. Heather then began to gently stroke her amazing nipples once again. Immediately, Katie’s body responded with a pleasurable tremble. Standing slightly to the side, so that David could witness her work, she lowered her mouth to Katie’s left nipple and began stroking the large blooming bud with her tongue.
As soon as David saw his wife’s response to Heather’s tongue working at her nipple, his limp cock began to swell with excitement. Soon his expanding manhood quickly filled the front of his briefs, and it didn’t go unnoticed by Heather, or his wife.
The sight of his bound and naked wife before him, responding as she was to another woman’s tongue, was just too much for David. He couldn’t help the way his body was reacting with lustful excitement. He knew, they both knew, the fates they now faced would be torturous and extreme, but they still couldn’t help the sexual excitement that currently overwhelmed them both.
Once David’s underwear was filled and stretched to the max, Heather abruptly returned to him and knelt down again. She immediately began working his underwear down over his swollen tool, and when his rigid shaft finally sprung loose, it almost hit her in the face.