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Bound In Leather, part 7 - free bondage story
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we were away by tying Vicki to a straight chair, but in a rather unusual
manner. He had stood her with her back against the back of the chair,
binding her ankles to the back legs; other cords went around her legs
and the chair above and below the knees. While her thighs were corded
separately to the top rail of the chair. Then he had wound a cord
several times around her head and over her gagged and taped mouth. The
free end of this went back over the front of the seat and down to the
cross rail; it was pulled so tightly that Vicki was bent steeply
backward like a strung bow and was virtually without power of
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As soon as Nicki
appeared, mincing along by my side, her father beckoned her over to a
low table, saying,
"Let's fix you up, too, then the men can have a
quiet talk."
Working with the skill of long practice, Dick seated
Nicki on the low coffee table with her legs crossed, tailor fashion.
Then he bound them in that position with each pretty foot tightly corded
to the opposite knee. With her arms already so tightly and helplessly
secured behind her back, Nicki was now just about as powerless as her
mother. With the assist from me, Dick placed the two girls, one on
either side of the big couch, so they could easily be seen and admired
by anyone sitting there. He was must murmuring,
"Fifi ought to be
able to navigate under her own steam along about now,"
when he was
struck with an idea. Stepping to the door, he called,
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"Fifi, before
you come up, look in the glove compartment of the car and bring up that
choke-pear you'll find in there."
"A choke-pear!" I
exclaimed. "That's certainly an unusual thing to find in a
car."
Dick laughed and pointed to the two silent and helpless girls
and said, "We're a very unusual family."
At this
point Fifi entered. Obviously, she had taken the opportunity to set her
uniform to rights, because she looked quite crisp and fresh. Her very
brief black latex lace underpants were displayed because she carried
something in her skirt, the hem of which she held daintily in her
fingers.
"This ees not the proper way for a maid to present
somesing to the mastair, monsieur. But eet ees the best Fifi can do. So
'as no silver tray," she remarked, posing in the doorway, knowing
perfectly well what a delightful picture she presented.
"Is that
the choke-pear Fifi?" Dick asked. . . . Oui, monsieur,"
she
sighed and, after a glance at Nicki and Vicki, both of whom were already
tightly gagged she moaned. "An' one does not 'have to be a
mind-reader to guess 'oo ees going to 'have to wear eet."
"Well you can comfort yourself with the thought of how pretty it
makes you look. Now come over here and let me fix you up a bit,"
her master ordered from the table carrying the briefcases full of
bondage supplies. With obvious unwillingness she crossed over to him.
Dick passed a fist belt of chrome-plated steel around her waist, pulled
it tight and snapped the catch in the back. From either side just over
the hipbone, there hung a plated steel cuff, on the end of about eight
inches of matching chain. In a second, the cuffs were snapped around her
wrists.
He explained to me, "This is known as a Harem-Belt. Gives
the wearer enough freedom to wait on somebody else, but it keeps her
hands away from her mouth."
Then he turned to Fifi, who still held
her skirt between her finger-' tips and ordered, "Go over and ask
Mr. Ted to put that pear in your mouth." Obediently, but with
obvious unwillingness, she minced over.
"Monsieur
Ted," she breathed, "would you be kind enough to gag Fifi?"
"Why, I'd be glad to, Fifi!" I exclaimed, taking the pear from
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It was made apparently, from ebony, about three inches long
and two in diameter at the largest part. There was a hinge at the small
end and a press-catch at the large one. I brought it up to her mouth,
which opened unwillingly to receive it. I pressed it between her teeth,
but it wouldn't go all the way in.
"Say Roberts," I exclaimed,
"The gag's too big. It won't go between her teeth."
"Push
harder," he said. "No, no. Brace your hand behind her head and
REALLY push."
A final shove on my part and the pear popped into her
mouth.
"Now what, Dick? How do I make it open?" I asked.
"Just press that little button on the end there." I did so and
the two halves of the pear flew apart, impelled by a powerful spring
between them.
As a result, poor Fifi's mouth was jacked wide open, with
her jaws at their fullest stretch. She jumped as though she had been
stung and I could see her throat swell in an attempted scream; but not
the faintest sound emerged. At the same time, her hands released her
skirt and flew upward in a reflex action, sharply checked by the chains
attached to her Harem-Belt. As I stepped back, her gloved fingers still
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"Fifi!"
said her master in a warning tone.
With frantic haste, the dainty
fingers dropped away from her mouth.
"Now let's just fix her like
an occasional table and we'll be set for out talk," remarked Dick.
"Do you have a couple of little trays?"
I happened to have a
half dozen little snack trays in a closet; he took two of them. On each,
he placed a drink, a pack of cigarettes, matches, and an ashtray. He
stood Fifi facing the centre of the couch and about three feet from it,
with one tray balanced on the outspread fingers of each hand.
"All
right let's sit and talk a while," he said, sitting on the side of
the couch near his silent and helpless wife.
"Oops! Nearly forgot
something."
As I took my place on the other side, he got some cord
and bound Fifi's legs together as tightly as he could, above and below,
the knees, at the ankles and even around the high-arched insteps.
"First," I said, after we had each taken a pull at our drinks
and lit a cigarette from our lovely human table, "how did you find
Nicki and me way up here in the country?"
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"Oh, it wasn't too
hard," he grinned. `We knew your address you had told Vicki-so we
drove over and I managed to convince your building manager that I wanted
to see you. (A few dollars helped, of course.) He knew that you had this
place here, so it was a worthwhile risk to drive up and see if this was
where you had come."
"But how did you find it? When I give my
friends full directions of how to get here in daylight they usually get
lost."
"Oh, oddly enough we have a place of our own not far
from here." That rung a bell, so I exclaimed, "Wait a minute!
You must be the Richard Roberts that owns that big place about two miles
north of here."
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"That's me-or rather us," he agreed.
We
talked for an hour or more, enjoying the appealing helplessness and
silence of the three girls.
Then Dick said, "Well, it's getting
late, I'd better get the girls back to town."
Regretfully, I helped
him get the girls ready. Fifi, we simply carried down as she was and
packed her in the trunk. We released Nicki from the table, doubled her
legs at the knees and strapped them there and laid her on the floor of
the car at the back, with a rug over her. Vicki, her legs freed, but
with the mask, wig and cloak once more in place, looked quite natural,
if very stiff as she sat beside Dick in the front seat.
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Just before they
pulled away, Dick said, "Why don't you come and have dinner with us
in town tomorrow? Say around seven?"
That invitation was a great
relief; I wanted to see Nicki again and again and again, more than I had
ever wanted anything.
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