18; Break-in at an SM-Studio - Part Two

Calliope kissed me again. I hope you enjoy the conclusion of my story.

Dedicated to Vacky Admiral who miraculously put my heart of stone back on fire.

Fantasy - Break-in at an SM-Studio – Part two

By Laronella Twine

Days went slow for Laronella. Whatever she did, the only thing she could think about was her next encounter with Miss Maximus. And then the nights… Miss Maximus had forbidden her slave to even touch her pussy. The only time Laronella was allowed to touch between her legs was for hygienic purposes. And even then Miss Maximus had ordered her to do it with cold water only. Days went slow for Laronella…

Whenever she arrived at work she engaged her autopilot and went through the day automatically. Since she was not much of a social type and never made many friends at work, no one noticed anyway. Doing her work with her hands, her mind was always with Miss Maximus. 

All the time she fantasized of being tied up and used again. The time was ripe for some Selfbondage. So she decided to take the day before the reunion with her Mistress off.

That day she slept in and got up well rested in the late morning. After her morning cleaning she dressed herself and went to the kitchen for some breakfast. Well, “dressed” is not exactly the right word. She only wore a thong and her nippleclamps. Thinking of her Selfbondage the whole time, Laronella rushed through her breakfast with a cup of coffee and a slice of bread with some butter. After that she went to her living room and prepared the things needed for her Selfbondage.

Although her job provided her with enough money to make a good living, there was not much left at the end of the month. For that reason she had no fancy bondage gear. The things she had was some rope from the sailors store and some tape. And of course the nippleclamps she had gotten from Miss Maximus. She pulled out her stuff from a heavy chest and put the chest itself in the middle of the room. She put a wooden board on the top of the chest. Since the top lid of the chest was even there was no danger the board would fall off by itself. On two sides of the chest the board ledged out about 30 centimeters. Laronella put a pair of scissors on the ledge that was opposite the kitchen door. Next she took the ropes and the tape and went back to the kitchen. The first thing she did in the kitchen was taking of her panties. They were already soaking wet with her juices. Laronella rolled them up and stuffed them into her mouth. To make sure the gag would stay where it belongs she taped her mouth shut with the duct tape. Actually she hated cloth gags but since she had nothing else that was the only thing available to keep her quiet when she would, without any doubt, have to cry out later. Out of a kitchen drawer Laronella took a long cord and 21 cloth pins. She tied the pins to the cord in specific distances. The other end of the cord she tied to the kitchen table making sure the length of the cord was about halfway to the chest.

Now it was time for the actual tie. Laronella lay down on her back and started to tie her legs one by one into a hog. After she had done that she took the pins and attached them to her body. Five on each inner thigh, five on each outer labia and the last one to her clit. Then she rolled over on her stomach. Until this time she had worn the nippleclamps with its chain dangling down. She took them off and gasped in hardly through her nose when she felt the blood rushing back in her nips. Quickly Laronella put the chain around her neck and attached the clamps again to her hurting nipples. The last pieces of rope were prepared in a way she had learned on the internet:

She tied the cinch noose to her foot bindings as short as possible. Last but not least she took more duct tape and blindfolded herself with it. 

The moment had finally come. Laronella reached back and put her left wrist into the wrist coil. She had to stretch back to reach the cinch noose but she managed to slip it over the coil. The tricky part was to get her right hand into the already very tight wrist coil. To do so she grabbed the rope from the cinch noose with her left hands and pulled as hard as she could. So she was able to put her right wrist in the coil. After her wrists were in place she simply had to let go the rope from the cinch noose. It almost automatically pulled itself tight and captured her wrists. As always the first thing she did when she was in bondage was to test the bonds. Wriggling and struggling around Laronella tried to loosen the ropes and to reach the knots. It did not long for her to realize she had done quite a thorough job in tying herself up. Just like always…

Already covered in sweat she started her journey to the chest. Moving was very difficult in that strict hogtie Laronella had put herself in. Very slowly she traveled centimeter by centimeter towards the chest. Suddenly she bumped into the kitchen wall. Lucky for her the door was in a corner of the room so she knew exactly to what direction she had to turn. Every move was exhausting and since it was next to impossible for her to keep the head still her nipples soon felt as if they were on fire. She mumbled a few curses into her gag for applying the nippleclamps around her neck but it was too late to change that.

When she was past the door she felt a tug on her inner thighs. She knew the cord had tensioned and soon the cloth pins would be ripped off. After taking a short pause and a few deep breaths through her nose Laronella proceeded. But the pins were not ripped off suddenly. Since she moved only very slowly the first two pins slid along her skin making the area they were pinching smaller. One does not have to be a genius in physics to know that the same force on a smaller area means increased discomfort. Little by little the other pins on her thighs went of the same way. Laronella had left some slag between the pins and especially between the sections. When she felt the tugging on her labia she made an attempt to move faster. She wanted those pins to be ripped off as fast as possible. But faster movement also meant more shaking of the head. Although the choice was hers, either way she had to endure the pain in her nipples or in her pussy lips. Miss Maximus would have been proud of poor Laronella.

The decision favored the nipples. Laronella kept her head at the lowest and continued towards the chest. Soon she felt the tug on her pussy. Between those pins was not much place for slag in the cord, so this time she felt all ten off them being pulled on simultaneously. The outer labia however were thicker than the skin on her thighs. This caused the pins to hold on much better. Laronella’s cunt was torn backwards and she whimpered into her gag. A few centimeters later all the pins on her pussy lips were ripped off violently and she cried her pain into the gag. Laronella had to take a break at this point. She did not dare to move even one muscle. 

About fifteen minutes later the pain dampened and she started to move again. The pin on her clit was still there providing her with pain. But that pain was insignificant compared to the pain she would have when it went off. Very carefully she advanced her body on the floor. When she felt the tug on her clit she bit on her gag as hard as possible. Laronella jumped her hips to make the pin go off quickly. When it did it hurt so much she saw stars in front of her eyes. Her bite on the gag increased, making the mixture of drool and her juices flowing down her throat. The sudden flow made her cough and choke it up again. Since her mouth was sealed shut all the juice went out her nose. When her nose was free again Laronella gasped for air discovering that the scent had been caught up inside her nose. With no other choice than to smell her own juices at every breath she continued the journey to her freedom.

Sometime later she finally bumped into the chest. Now she had to make to the scissors fall off the board. Since the chest itself was too heavy to move it while tied up Laronella knew she had to simply tilt the board with her head. Or so she thought at least. Well aware of the pain this would cause in her nipples she lifted her head. But the only thing she felt was her hair touching the board. No matter how much effort she put in it she was barely able to touch the board this way. Obviously she had underestimated the height of the chest. Trying not to panic she drew in deep breathes of pussy-scented air. 

In her second attempt she crawled a little toward the chest and lifted her head. This way she was able to rest her head on the chests side. Again she moved her body further to the chest and lifted her head. The pain in the nipples was unbearable but Laronella had no other choice than to work her way up in this painful way. At a point where she thought she could not take any more she finally felt her head touching the board. With a quick move and a loud cry into her gag she hit the board and heard the scissors falling to the floor. A sigh of relief left her nose. After another rest Laronella crawled on the other side of the chest until she felt the touch of cold steel on her tits. She adjusted her position accordingly and rolled over on her back. At last her hands were able to grab the scissors and with a little twisting of her wrist she managed to cut the cinch noose loose. Preparing for a last final wave of pain she reached to her nipples and detached both clamps at once. When the blood rushed back into her pained nipples the blindfold collected her rivers of tears. 

After she regained composure she tried to touch her nipples and pussy. And although it brought back the pain she was not able to pull her hands back and began to fondle her privates. She remembered her last time with Miss Maximus and how she had learned to make the pain add to her lust. Subconsciously she had built up lust during the whole session but now she became aware that this arousal was induced by the pain. Working hard on her tits and pussy Laronella’s body soon shook in the grip of an intense orgasm. When she had calmed down again she realized that she had just disobeyed Miss Maximus’ direct orders. She removed her blindfold and gag and with a guilty conscience she began to clean up.

When Laronella arrived at Miss Maximus’ office the next day she was very nervous. She kneelt before Kitti’s desk and looked mostly on the floor.

“Hello Laronella. How are you?”

“I am fine, thank you. I hope you are as well.”

“Thanks darling. Why do you keep staring at the floor? Look at me!”

Laronella lifted her head and looked at Kitti. At the instant their eyes met, Kitti smiled and shook her head slightly. She picked up the phone and dialed a short number.

“Miss Maximus? This is Kitti. Laronella has arrived.”

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“Yes Mistress. Oh, and Miss Maximus?”

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Kitti’s smile broadened.

“She has that certain look on her face you like so much.”

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“Gladly Miss Maximus. I will see to it immediately.”

Kitti hung up the phone and faced Laronella again.

“Have you been bad, girl”?

Laronella gulped and faced the floor again. Her reply was merely a faint whisper.

“I am afraid so Miss. Please forgive me.”

“It’s not me who has to forgive you darling. Tell me what you did.”

Laronella told Kitti about her Selfbondage and how she pleased herself afterwards.

“Very creative girl, but that won’t save you. Now come with me.”

Kitti went to a curtain and drew it aside. Behind it was a cage with a wooden post in the middle. Laronella was told to take off her jacket and blouse and to get inside the cage. Once inside Laronella had to kneel in front of the post. Kitti took Laronellas hands and cuffed them to the top of the post. In front of the cage there was another curtain. Kitti reached out of the cage and drew the second curtain open a little, revealing a view off the street outside the office. When the slave realized she was in a showcase she panicked and began to struggle against the cuffs.

“It’s no use struggling bitch. Like it or not, this is where your punishment begins.”

“But what about the passers-by? They all will see me. Please Miss. Don’t do this to me.”

“Of course they will see you. That’s the point girl. But don’t you worry. I will apply a blindfold on you so nobody will see your whole face.”

“And what if children come by Miss?”

“Don’t be ridiculous. We are in a red light district. And now keep your mouth shut. I have the authority to silence you with all means necessary.”

Laronella sighed in defeat.

“Yes Miss. I will be good.”

Kitti laughed when she heard that.

“If you would have been good in the first place, you would not have to endure this punishment.”

From behind the curtain Kitti pulled out a pair of nippleclamps and put them on Laronellas nips. Attached to the middle of the clamps chain was another chain that reached out to the street through a small hole in the window. Kitti picked up a sign and held it before Laronellas face.

 “Disobedient slave !!!

Feel free to give the chain a yank.

Mistress Tyee Maximus”

Laronella was speechless. Unable to say a single word she watched as Kitti fastened belts over her thighs and applied the promised blindfold. Then she heard the curtains being drawn open. Wondering how long this punishment would last she prepared for the yanks on her nipples. She did not have to wait long for the first one. Of course she heard Kittis laugh and felt her hands fondling her tits.

“The sign is now on display in the window, just like you. Have fun.”

After that Laronella heard the cage door slammed shut and being locked. With Kitti gone she was alone with her thoughts and vulnerable to the attacks by anyone who would pass by the window. About fifteen minutes later Laronella heard silent voices from outside. A few men were outside undoubtedly talking about her but she could not make it out exactly. Apparently they were a little drunk and encouraging each other to pull the chain. Eventually one of them had the courage and pulled the chain lightly. Followed by the pull were loud cheers and a second harder pull. The group went on playing with her for several minutes until they finally lost interest. Laronella was sure they went to the next best whorehouse. Suddenly she felt very safe and protected inside the cage.

Her time in the cage lasted about one hour. During that time Laronella’s nipples were yanked very often. Apparently this was “rush hour” at the red light district. Finally she heard the cage door being unlocked. Then a large posture collar was put around her neck and she got untied. When Laronella felt a pull on the collar she got down on all fours and followed the lead. Not long after they stopped and Laronella kneeled down again. Without any words she was put on her feet and stripped naked. Then she was tied spread-eagled to some rack or cross. The bondage was quite severe: three straps around each limb, one at her belly, two just above and below her tits and even one around the posture collar forcing her head back on a hard surface. Laronella’s next sensations were pinches all over her body and at her pussy. It felt as if her body was covered with clamps. She would soon find out how right she was about that. But not before a wooden rod was forced violently into her mouth. To her surprise the rod was not strapped around her neck but she knew she had to hold it in so she bit on it. When the blindfold finally came off Laronella faced a very miserable looking girl. The girl was tied up just the way she was and her body was also covered with cloth pins. Laronella was looking at her own reflection in a large mirror. Now she could see that there were at least thirty cloth pins randomly pinched on her body and ten more on her pussy. All the pins were connected with cords and the cord was tied to an eye in the wooden gag. While Laronella was looking at herself Miss Maximus stepped into her view.

“A fitting punishment for what you did, don’t you think slut?”

With her eyes full of remorse Laronella looked deep into her Mistresses eyes and nodded as much as the restraints allowed it. Miss Maximus laughed and gave a sarcastic reply.

“I am glad you agree. Now hold on tight to that rod in your mouth.”

Miss Maximus took another cord that was hanging from the ceiling and pulled on it. Form her eyes corners Laronella could see a weight being lifted. When the weight was as high as possible, Miss Maximus tied the cord to the gag and tied the remaining end to the nippleclamps. Laronella had to bite hard on the gag to keep it inside her mouth.

“Now listen darling, this punishment will only last as long as you decide. When you want to get out just say so.”

Miss Maximus laughed again and left her slave alone.

Laronella looked deep into her own eyes. She was alone with her thoughts, guilt and remorse. Time passed very slowly for her. Or did it pass at all? Nothing in Laronella’s view gave her a hint of how fast time passed. The room had no windows and was quiet. Laronella was sure this was part of the punishment. She knew the longer she would wait to open her mouth the more it would hurt when the pins are ripped off. She also knew that when she called for release too early her Mistress would be extremely disappointed. It was a loose-loose situation for Laronella. So she made a vow not to let go off the gag because off pain, but only when her jaw weakened so much that it would open itself. Miss Maximus was disappointed of her already and Laronella had no intention of letting it happen again. With this thought in her mind she continued to look at herself and thought about obedience and the meaning of punishment. Since she received no attention from her Mistress she had very little choice anyway. Minutes went slow for Laronella…

An eternity had passed for Laronella when her jaw opened. In a matter of seconds the weight dropped, ripped the pins off her body and pussy and just before it reached the floor it got caught by the nippleclamps. The slave’s screams echoed back from the walls and if Laronella had not known they were her own she would have believed another slave screamed only moments later. A few minutes later Miss Maximus came in with a very bad look on her face. She had a riding crop in her hand and yelled at Laronella.

“How dare you disturbing me while I have my coffee, bitch?”

“I am sorry Mistress. I did not know you had your coffee just now.”

“Oh, you did not know? Like you did not know that orders are to be followed? Or do you propose I should leave out my coffee for you worthless bitch?”

“No Mistress. I meant I would have never disturbed you intentionally.”

“That’s better bitch. Now let’s talk about obedience. Why did you betray me?”

Laronella gulped hard. She knew she did something terribly wrong but she never thought of it as betrayal.

“It was an accident Mistress. I am very sorry.”

“Spare me the sorry part bitch. And what the hell do you mean accident?”

“I got so horny during my Selfbondage. When I realized what I was doing it was too late already.”

“I see. So you are unable to control yourself.”

Damn! Laronella was stuck. She knew that no matter what she said now, it would be all wrong. She was still thinking about her reply when Miss Maximus swung her riding crop and landed a hard strike on Laronella’s pussy.

“Answer me slut!”

Laronella’s eyes got wet with tears and she cried out loud. Her reply was merely a whisper.

“I need your training Mistress.”

“Well, that’s for certain. And you shall have it. I will make you a picture-book slave.”

After that Miss Maximus left her slave and came back only a few minutes later with a chair. She took seat before Laronella. Then Kitti came in with a coffee table, put it before Miss Maximus and left again. The next time she came in she carried a serving tray with coffee, milk and sugar on it. Kitti prepared her Mistress’s coffee and knelt down beside the table. Miss Maximus picked up her coffee and made a careful sip. When she seemed satisfied she continued and had a talk with Kitti just as if Laronella was not even there. Laronella did not want to disturb her Mistress’s coffee a second time so she kept quiet and listened. They talked mostly about bondage and clothing. Later on they talked about other slaves and Laronella found out why she had not seen Vacky today.

“Vacky did not show up today Miss Maximus. What punishment do you have in store for her?”

“None Kitti. She did not show up because I canceled her appointment.”

“May I ask why?”

A smile appeared on Miss Maximus’s face.

“Because that way she has to wear the chastity belt for one more week.”

“Your cruelty is unreached Miss Maximus.”

“Thank you Kitti. My slaves have to know who is in charge. Speaking of my slaves… Laronella!”

“Yes Mistress?”

“Have you learned something today girl?”

“Yes Mistress. I learned the difference between torture and punishment.”

“Oh? Well, enlighten us. What is that difference?”

“Punishment is for educational purpose while torture is for fun and entertainment.”

“Who’s entertainment?”

“Yours of course Mistress.”

“And what about you slave? Don’t you want fun and pleasure? After all, you are paying for this.”

“Entertaining her Mistress is a slave’s pleasure.”

“Well spoken girl. Although your deeds say otherwise. But don’t you worry. I will take care of that. Are you willing to submit to my rules and my training?”

“Yes Mistress, I am.”

“Very well slave. You are dismissed for today. Kitti, untie her and send her home.”

 Miss Maximus did not wait for a reply. She just stood up and left. Kitti undid Laronella’s bondings and sent her to the locker room. When Laronella dressed herself she felt a light breeze at her feet. Curious as she was she knelt down to see where it came from and saw a small stripe of light behind the lockers. Apparently there was an old door behind the lockers. Laronella got up the floor and finished to dress herself. She went to the office and knelt before the Kitti’s desk.

“When are you allowed to take the nippleclamps off?”

“Not before I am at home Miss.”

“Good. And I urge you to obey this time. You are lucky anyway Miss Maximus has no second chastity belt. Leave now.”

“Thank you Miss. Good bye Miss”

After Laronella left the office she paid a visit to the backstreet. She found the door and to her great surprise it was unlocked. It must have been forgotten a long time ago. With a faint smile on her face and some wicked thoughts in her mind Laronella started her way home.

During the following week she received the first bill from Miss Maximus. When she logged on to her bank account her worst fears came true. After the payment to Miss Maximus she was nearly out of money. Her normal living was not in danger but her visits to Miss Maximus certainly were. Her wicked thoughts formed into a plan. One day before her next appointment she called at Miss Maximus’ office and canceled it. When Kitti asked her for a reason she just stated it was a personal matter. To the question if Kitti should schedule her for next week she said she did not know yet but she would call and let her know.

Late at night Laronella went to Miss Maximus’ studio. With a flashlight she searched for the door in the backstreet. She opened it and faced the backside of the lockers. She pushed them carefully inside the room. When the gap was big enough she slipped through. Once inside she undressed and stored her belongings inside one of the lockers just as if she were on a regular visit. Wearing nothing but her birth suit she went to the main chamber. In the light of her flashlight she searched for the one thing she wanted to try out since the first time she went into this room: the studded bondage table. She was not sure if she was able to tie herself on this device and get out but her longing to try was much stronger than her rational thinking. When she examined the table’s controls she found a panel with the label “Self-Bondage” above it. Laronella’s heart jumped at this discovery. It took her some time to figure out the controls but in the end she was able to set it up. Her next stop was the closet where all the toys are stored. She took out rubber panties with built in vibrators, a ring gag and a heavy leather hood that had only two little holes for breathing. Just before Laronella closed the closet another item caught her attention. It was an mp3-player with in-ear plugs. Although she had not the slightest idea what was on it, the thought of being completely isolated made her curios and she took the player with her.

Back at the table Laronella gave the two vibrators a good blowjob to lube them before she put the panties on. After the vibrators were secured inside her she put the gag on and climbed on the table. It was amazing how many straps there were. Laronella slipped her feet into four straps. One at each ankle, two above and below her knees and one on each thigh just below her pussy. This way Laronella was slightly spread-eagled. The straps for the upper body had buckles which she had to undo to even get in. She did not know if she had to tighten those straps herself or if they also were attached to the Self-Bondage-automate so she did not dare making them to snug. Laronella reached for the player and plugged her ears shut. When she turned it on she heard only silent acoustic noise but she was satisfied with the loss of hearing. She locked the keys and pinned the player into her panties. The final item was resting on her belly: the hood. Laronella picked it up and examined it carefully. It was made of 3 millimeters thick, shiny leather and was laced on the back. At the inside this hood was padded in the areas of the eyes and ears. In addition to the lacing it also featured a broad built-in collar. Hanging from the buckle was a small, open padlock. Before Laronella thought twice about it she put the hood on and laced it tightly. Almost automatically she buckled the collar and snapped the padlock into the buckle. Her Self-Bondage was almost complete. Laronella reached down to the panties and turned the vibrators on. Then she slipped her left hand into the straps above her head and searched for the controls with her right hand. Blindly she pushed the button that would activate the automatic mode of the machine and slipped her remaining free limb into the straps that were meant for the right hand. She had set the activation timer to one minute. Without any sensory input she would never know when the minute was over until she felt a soft whirr beneath her. One by one the straps tightened around Laronella. Moments later she was completely helpless. The only thing she was able to move was her head but since she had a broad collar around her neck that movement was not really mentionable. The release timer was set to a random time between two and three hours. With growing arousal and no connection to the outside world the helpless slave had no choice than to wait for the machine to set her free again.

A few minutes had passed when Laronella heard the voice of a Woman. 

“Rule number one: You are now a slave. You are no longer a person, but an object.

Rule number two: You are not allowed to make eye contact with anyone at any time.

Rule number three: Whenever your owner is within ten feet, you will drop to your knees.

Rule number four: You will no longer orgasm without permission.

Rule number five: You no longer control your body. It belongs to your owner.”

Laronella had heard those rules before. It was a scene from the GwenMedia movie “Sisters”. Her inner eye showed Laronella a helpless Madison Young trapped in a vacuum bed by her evil stepsister and Mistress Mz Berlin. Poor Madison was forced to spend the night in the vacuum bed and in addition to the mp3-player she also had e-stim pads attached to her pelvis. Laronella remembered the e-stim device being set to random and Mz Berlin saying it perhaps would go on only once during the night or a whole bunch of times. Laronella loved random settings. She liked it because on random she never expected anything but it always was good for a surprise. Just like life. But Laronella could not possibly expect the surprise life had in store for her this night…

A lot of time has gone by. The acoustic noise was gone and all that Laronella had heard for the last two hours were the rules. Since she was not able to listen to anything else or to ignore them they went deep into Laronella’s thinking and imprinted themselves in her mind. Laronella’s body ached from the tight bonds and especially from the countless small pyramids that were digging into her tender flesh. The only pleasures for the poor slave were the vibrators inside her ass and pussy but they were not powerful enough to give her what she wanted ever since she straps tightened around her: an orgasm. These vibrations inside her kept her aroused, but without releasing her lust they only added to her misery. The machine’s victim had no other choice but to endure all of this. And after all she had done this to herself. Patiently Laronella waited for the table to release her.

After another hour the damsel was in real distress. The pain on her body was unbearable and her two fuck-holes were sore. She was only glad she did not attach nippleclamps too. It was difficult to figure out how late it was but from what her feeling told her she should be free any minute now. Rarely in her life was Laronella mistaken so badly. Every five minutes she pulled against her bonds to see if they had loosened but all her efforts were in vain. Laronella tried to think of possible reasons why the machine did not set her free. Most likely she had miscounted time and had to stay like this a little longer. But what if the machine was jammed or if she had accidently pushed the wrong button? Those thoughts caused her to become very anxious and she began to struggle hardly. But the only thing she achieved by that was more pain all over her body. Laronella realized that no matter why she was not free yet, there was nothing she could do about it. Beaten by her own stupidity she gave in to the machine’s strength and accepted her fate whatever it may be.

Half an hour later Laronella felt the first sensation other than pain on her skin since she had gotten into her bondage: a cool breeze touched her skin. Did someone just enter the room? Did she forget to close the door when she came in? Or was it maybe an air condition going on? In a reflex she turned her head to listen what was going on around her. But all she heard were the rules. Laronella cursed herself for plugging her ears shut. Again her skin was touch by a breeze. This time it was aimed directly at her right nipple. Someone was in the room with her! Laronella began to struggle and cry for help into her gag. The breeze stopped and left Laronella confused and frightened. A few minutes nothing happened and the slave began to wonder if her mind had played tricks on her. The next sensation however was definitely not in her head. Her tits got hit very severely by something thin and hard. The pain made her cry loud into her gag again. Unimpressed by Laronella’s mumbled screams the mysterious tormentor carried on to cane the hell out of the helpless victim. The tormentor on the other hand made quite some impressions on Laronella. The long stick of bamboo traveled across her body and left nothing but pain wherever it hit her. At this time Laronella was glad she had her privates covered in thick rubber. When the caning ended Laronella waited for the next pain but nothing happened. Whoever was with her had apparently lost interest in her. Laronella was wondering if she was alone again. Perhaps her tormentor came in just the same way she did and had left her now. But she was sure she had closed the door and pushed the lockers back in place. Laronella thought that it was very unlikely that someone else had found the same door. So who was it that had inflicted that pain in her? Another thought crossed her mind: what if the machine’s controls had been tampered with? What if her “playmate” only took a break and the worst was yet to come? Maybe she was watched at this very moment. There was no way she could tell and not a damn thing she could do about it.

Ironically the situation made her horny as hell. There she was again: helpless and this time at some complete strangers mercy. The fear of whatever could possibly happen made her tremble all over her body. And yet the kinky side in her was in anticipation of exactly the same thing that made her tremble with fear. A few minutes later her curiosity got satisfied. Her tits got tied up strictly. Then the slave felt something hot dripping on her tits. Laronella never had been tortured with hot wax before but she could not think of another thing that would make this sensation. After her tits were completely covered in wax she felt the cane again. At first it was dampened by the wax but the more it broke off the more intense the pain became. When her tits were freed of the wax Laronella thought they must be at least deep red. Sure was that they burned like something she had never felt before. To make things worse she got her poor nipples clamped again. After the clamps were attached something heavy was put on her belly. The slave was not sure what it was and what purpose it would serve until the surface of the table moved. At the beginning the table was almost horizontal and when the movement stopped it was upright. During the tilting Laronella found out what the thing on her belly was and she was not very surprised. It was a weight that was now pulling her sore nipples downwards. The tormentor knew very well how to give a slave a tough time.

One hour later someone fumbled at the leather hoods buckle and lacing. At this moment she realized something she had not noticed before: she never had a key for the hoods padlock. If her plan would have worked out she would have been forced to search blindly for the key. She was not sure if she would have even found the closet with the hood on. Stupid as this may has been it did not matter anymore. Finally Laronella would see who had tormented her. But when the hood was pulled off she was looking into a bright light. A few moments later a woman stepped into the light. Laronella was only able to see a silhouette but she was sure it was Miss Maximus herself. From behind the table another person reached up to the slave’s head and took the earplugs and the gag off. Laronella knew she was in no position to ask for her freedom and certainly not to demand it so she kept quiet until Miss Maximus talked to her.

“Well, well, well, what have we here? Someone who is not supposed to be here. Someone who broke into my domain. Someone who made far more than one mistake. And someone who will receive a punishment far worse than the last few hours.”

Tears ran over Laronella’s face when she realized the trouble she was in.

“Mistress, I…”

“SILENCE! You will talk only when you are asked bitch. If you are not able to follow even that simple rule you will spend the next three days on that table. Is that clear slave?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Good, because there is only one thing I like even less than being woken up in the middle of the night. And that are slaves that can’t keep their mouth shut. Now tell me what in the world obsessed you to break in here and tie yourself up. For your sake I hope you have a good explanation for your deeds.”

Laronella told Miss Maximus that she could not afford the sessions anymore but that she just had to try out the bondage table because it had impressed her so much. When she was finished Miss Maximus made a thoughtful face.

“I see. Well, I understand your motives but there is no excuse for what you did. And there is certainly no way for you to avoid punishment. Don’t worry about the money. You will work for me until your debt is paid. That means after your regular work you come here instantly and will carry out the most humiliating and degrading work. I expect you to carry out my orders to the letter and never to talk back or complain about anything. You will spend your idle time in a cage including all nights and the weekend. You will devote your very existence to me and those five rules you have just learned. Neither will you talk to anyone unless asked. This setting will last four weeks starting today. Any error or disobedience by you will add one more week. The alternative would be three days on that table with constant pain in your nipples and pussy and of course any random punishment whenever it suits my moods. I will not even release you for toilet and when the three days are over I will make you eat up your own mess. In both options you are denied the use of safewords except if they concern serious health or life threatening issues. Do you understand all the rules and your choices?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“You have fifteen minutes to think about it. Once you have told me your decision, there is no way back. Choose wisely.”

“I have already chosen to work for you Mistress.”

“Very well. Kitti untie and collar her. Use a lockable collar and make sure it is tight. I’ll be in the office.”

“Gladly Miss Maximus.”

Laronella had almost forgotten that someone was still behind the table until she heard Kitti’s voice. Kitti went to the closet and came back with the collar Laronella was about to wear for the next four weeks. Once the collar was in place and locked Kitti pushed a button at the control panel and the straps around Laronella’s body began to loosen. Weakened by her experience the slave would have fallen down to the floor if Kitti had not supported her. Kitti assisted Laronella to kneel down and instructed her to wait for Miss Maximus. After that she went to the office. Once alone Laronella wiped the tears off her face and took a few deep breaths. She still could not believe what happened that night and how she could have been so stupid. She was sure Miss Maximus would have understood if she had told her about the money problem in the first place. Perhaps Miss Maximus would have offered her a job anyway. Laronella was certain that it would have never been as tough as the punishment but now she was stuck with it. 

Her thoughts were interrupted when Miss Maximus came back and examined Kitti’s work. When she seemed satisfied she led her newest employee to a cage. Through the lattice door Laronella saw that there was already someone inside the cage. In the dim light Laronella recognized Vacky and for the first time this day a faint smile appeared on her face. Miss Maximus opened the door and pushed Laronella harshly inside. The slave was barely inside when her Mistress closed the door and turned the key in the lock.

“I suggest you use all the time you can get to rest. Later today I will show you where dishonesty and betrayal lead when you mess with me.”

“Yes Mistress. Thank you Mistress.”

“Vacky, you will explain to Laronella what life in that cage means. And don’t you have something to confess to her?”

Miss Maximus did not wait for a reply. She giggled and left her slaves alone. Laronella was confused and wondered what Vacky was supposed to confess. While Vacky explained the rules in the cage Laronella noticed that her face showed a little guilt and that she was avoiding eye contact. After the “tour” through the cage Vacky sat down on the mattress and signaled Laronella to join her. 

“I am not sure how to say this so I just tell you directly. It is my fault that you were captured and I am very sorry.”

With big eyes and an open mouth Laronella stared at Vacky but she was not sure if she was allowed to talk.

“It’s ok darling. When I talk to you it counts too and you are permitted to talk.”

“How could you do this to me? What have I ever done to you?”

“You have done nothing to me, it was an accident. Look over there in the corner. Do you see that red button? It’s an emergency buzzer. You came in with a flashlight so I thought you are a burglar and pushed the button. When I realized that you were only here for some fun it was already too late. Miss Maximus has surveillance cameras in the room. There was nothing I could have done to prevent your capture. I am very, very sorry.” 

“I see. Well apparently you had no other choice. And I already regret everything I have done this night. It was my own fault, not yours. I know that for a slave I have too much will of my own. It often gets me in trouble but I don’t know what I can do about it. It’s just the way I am. But what are you doing here? Are you also being punished?”

“No, this is my 24/7 month. On occasion I spend some time as a fulltime slave. And know what? It just started yesterday so at least you will not be alone in here.”

“That’s the first good news I had all day. But how can you afford this? And how in the world did you get your employer to give you a full month leave?”

“Money and time are no issues for me. But it is not my preferred topic so please don’t ask me, ok?”

“Ok with me. I am glad to have company anyway. And I am glad it’s you and not someone else.”

“Thank you darling. Now let’s get some sleep. We need to be rested.”

They lay down on the mattress and covered their naked bodies with the rough blanket. The blanket was big enough for two and since there was only one, they cuddled up. Laronella looked deep into Vacky’s eyes but kept quiet.

“You look like you need to say something.”

“Do you believe in love at the first sight?”

Vacky softly stroked Laronella’s hair out her face. She pulled her roommate towards her and kissed her passionately. Laronella closed her eyes and returned the kiss. Never before she had been kissed like that and her heart filled up with the warmth of true love. When their lips parted Vacky smiled at Laronella.

“Actually I don’t. And yet it happened to me.”

“I love you Vacky.”

“I love you too Laronella.”

And when they fell asleep, tightly hugging each other, their hearts melted and became one.

The end or just the beginning?

Well of course it’s both. It’s the end of the story so far but the beginning of Laronella’s and Vacky’s love. So in a manner of speaking it’s the beginning of another, even bigger story. Perhaps I will write about it someday. Who knows..?