PAYBACKS ARE HELL
Charlie came
back to check on her prisoner only to find Elke slumped in the chair.
She quickly turned the remote off and tossed it on the bed.
"Eve!" The young girl cried anxiously. "Is she OK?"
"She appears to be in the middle of another orgasm, but other than
that, she is all right."
Charlie removed the gag and blindfold. Then she went over to the bed
and picked up one of the two spreader bars off the floor. "Time to get
you back on the bed," she said.
Returning to the unresponsive captive, she connected one end
of the bar to Elke’s left wrist cuff. The free end extended past the
opposite chair arm so she couldn’t snap it in place. Quickly she
unbuckled
Elke’s right arm and wrist and tried to pull the wrist cuff over to the
end of the spreader bar. But the prisoner’s arm wouldn’t move… It felt
like it was still tied to the arm of the chair. Charlie didn’t
understand. She examined the straps that hung down below the chair and
could see no
connection. It was almost as if Elke was holding her arm rigid…
The pint-sized captor glanced up at her victim and found herself
looking into a pair of icy blue eyes. All of a sudden, the hand that
Charlie couldn’t budge grabbed her upper shoulder and pulled her close.
As Charlie fell forward onto Elke’s bare breasts, the angry blond
grasped the spreader bar in her fettered left hand and swung it behind
the smaller woman holding her in place. The powerful blonde reached
down and unsnapped her right ankle cuff. Then she reached around the
struggling pixie and
unstrapped her left wrist and upper arm from the chair. Clasping
Charlie
tightly with her right arm, she reached back with her left hand
dragging
the spreader bar, and unhooked her left ankle. Finally she stood up
like
a child holding a new puppy, the spreader bar hanging from her wrist
like
a whip.
Lifting her former tormentor effortlessly, the muscular Amazon turned
and dropped her face down on the bed. Holding Charlie in place, she
unsnapped the spreader bar from her wrist and dropped it on the
bed. Before poor Charlie could move, Elke had picked up a length of
smart rope off the floor and efficiently bound her wrists together
behind
her back. Then she brought the loose ends of the rope up to secure her
elbows, drawing them close together and knotting the rope tightly out
of reach of the straining hands. She retrieved her ring from the new
captive’s
finger and placed it on her own.
By this time, Charlie had recovered her presence of mind. “Elke, wait!”
She pleaded. “I didn’t mean to—mppph mggh!”
Elke covered the writhing girl’s mouth with her hand, silencing the
protests. Then she picked up the gag, shoved it past Charlie’s teeth,
and buckled
it securely behind her head. Finally she tapped it with the ring. The
smart gag shrank and then expanded, filling the pixie’s mouth
completely. Only a muted murmur was heard when Charlie tried to talk.
Elke smiled down at her cruelly. “What’s that, Bug? You want to beg my
forgiveness? Maybe
you want to grovel a little… Poor baby. Well, too bad!”
The entire activity took only a few minutes… Now the roles were
reversed. Charlie was bound and gagged while Elke was the captor.
Stepping back, the tall blond called out, "Eve?"
"Yes, Elke. My compliments on your escape," Eve responded.
"Tell me how to get this damn belt off!" she demanded.
Eve’s voice replied calmly. "If you want to destroy it you will have to
get a pair of special cutters from the metal lab.
"I’m not leaving this little Bug alone for a second! What else can I
do?"
"If you want to save the belt, I can cut two of the rivets with my
surgical laser…"
Elke stood up and spread her arms and legs. "Okay, Eve! I’m ready!"
"You will have to move into the center of the sound stage to
avoid flammable material."
"Just a minute, Eve." Elke sat down on the bed next to her struggling
victim. Placing one hand on her bound wrists, the powerful fitness
director delivered two stinging slaps, one to each cheek! "Settle down
and stop squirming!" She said sternly causing Charlie to freeze like
a statue.
Elke then reached down, removed her ankle cuffs, and buckled
them over Charlie’s black leather boots. Grabbing the spreader bar,
she snapped it between the cuffs. Rising, she strode over to the chain
hanging down from the ceiling and pulled it over the bed on its track.
She threaded another piece of rope through the center of the bar and
physically lifted the bound girl’s lower body off the mattress. Tying
the rope off, she delivered another stinging slap on Charlie’s raised
rear. "That’ll hold you!"
Elke walked to the center of the room and again spread her arms and
legs. "Okay, Eve. Do your thing!"
There was a flash of light and two sparks on the Model C chastity belt.
Elke inserted both hands in the top of it, and slowly peeled it down
her legs. She carefully opened the labial clamps and removed the clit
collar before stepping out of it. Holding the shimmering garment well
away from her body, the tall blonde stalked back to the bed where she
dropped
it next to her trembling prisoner.
"Watch this for me, will you Bug?" She said sarcastically. "I am going
to take a look around your studio."
A few minutes later she returned carrying several lengths of smart rope
and sat down on the bed next to Charlie’s semi suspended form. Reaching
under her skirt, she grasped the young girl’s panties, ripped them
apart, and threw them on the floor. "I hope those were expensive, Bug…"
She
said mockingly. "They were in the way of my payback…"
Untying the rope knotted to the spreader bar, she lowered Charlie to
the bed and removed it. "I know this belt was custom made for me,
but I think I can come up with a way to make it fit you."
Elke pulled the garment over Charlie’s booted legs and up over her
hips. "I am not going to bother with all the bells and whistles on this
thing. I’m just going to tie it on tightly!" She wrapped the smart rope
around the struggling girl’s hips like a belt and tied it securely.
Then she threaded the loose ends between Charlie’s legs, bringing them
up and under the rope belt at the top before bringing it back through
and tying it off in front. Her victim’s exposed sex was visible through
the hole in the belt. Carefully, Elke spread the ropes to each side of
the ring of tickler pearls. Then she took Charlie’s PDA from the end
table and
tapped it with her ring. The ropes quickly tightened around the
captive’s
hips pulling the garment up into her crotch, framing her pouting lips.
"Now where is that remote?" Elke asked facetiously.
Charlie struggled violently, trying to escape the bindings. She knew
what was coming. And then she stopped. The gag hid a small smile. She
had always known what was coming. In fact, this may have been why she
had planned this game in the first place. And now she was going to get
what she deserved—or was it what she wanted? It didn’t matter—Elke had
found the remote. A touch of the button and Charlie’s body arched in
response to the silent vibrations that almost seemed to grasp her
sexual organs and shake her very soul.
Then the sensations
stopped. Elke looked down at her with a smile. "Paybacks are hell." She
said
reaching down and opening Charlie’s white blouse. "Oh! No bra… I’ll
bet you weren’t expecting this…" The cruel captor reached down and
attached
the two rubber balls. Then she ran her hand down the young girls
twisting
body the to the belt between her legs. "Why Charlotte Paretsky, you
naughty girl. You’re very wet down here…"
Carefully, she stuffed the dream catcher inside as far as it would go.
The web of tiny seeds extended much farther than normal since it was
designed for Elke’s larger size. Finally, Elke connected the center of
the spreader bar with Charlie’s wrists behind her and pulled her wide
spread feet up close to her hands. The young girl could hardly move.
Her
fingers fluttered against the rope that held her. She lifted her head
and
looked down at the lewd position in which she had been secured. Elke
leaned
over and flicked each of the rubber balls before clicking the remote
and
leaving.
