Jacquie 2 re-imagined

by DarkStalker1 -- http://darkstalker1.deviantart.com

Barbara giggled again and Jacquie felt the first fingers of doubt tickling her spine and making the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end.

Was this a part of the game?

She hadn’t been given any details about what to expect. She’d been given the outfit and told to change, then she’d allowed Barbara to restrain her arms with the leather cuffs and wrap the collar around her neck. Then, just before Barbara had left, she’d been told there were three rules that she had to stick to!  She couldn’t move from the position she was left in... She had to remain silent when Barbara returned with her aunt unless she was asked a direct question... And, no matter what, she mustn’t resist at any time. The penalty for disobeying any of these strictures would be an undisclosed punishment and whilst Jacquie hadn’t minded fantasising about being beaten during the ‘theoretical’ periods of play she was terrified by the prospect of facing such a thing for real. She’d handled some of the crops and floggers Barbara had shown to her! She’d felt their weight in her hand and even felt the heavy, stinging slap of a floggers strands against her thigh as she’d experimented with one.

‘She doesn’t know it,’ Barbara said, ‘but I booked us both three weeks leave! I managed to check her diary and she has no appointments during that time period!’

Cybelline walked around in front of Jacquie, smiling down at her.

‘Three weeks!’

Suddenly Jacquie’s mouth was uncomfortably dry. She wanted to speak... wanted to tell them they were scaring her! But surely they could see that in her wide-eyed, frowning gaze! Cybelline’s smile suddenly seemed cold and mirthless!

‘Time to move onwards!’ she declared.

‘Do you want me to undress her for you?’ Barbara asked.

‘Don’t be silly, dear!’ Cybelline chuckled. ‘You brought me a present so I’ll unwrap it myself!’

Jacquie knelt, docile and acquiescent as Cybelline pulled at the laces that held the corset tight about her body. Slowly it loosened and parted down the back and then Cybelline was undoing the straps that went over her shoulders and peeling the leather garment away from her sweat sheened body.

The older woman walked a complete circuit around the, now almost naked, Jacquie.

‘On your feet, girl!’

Jacquie rose from her kneeling posture and immediately sensed Barbara approaching her from behind. Moments later the collar was being removed from around her throat.

Cybelline stood watching, her smile never wavering, then she stepped closer, dropped into a crouch and reached forward to hook her fingers into the waistband of Jacquie’s skimpy panties and tug them down the bound girl’s legs.

‘Step out of them!’ whispered Barbara into her ear.

She did as she was told as Cybelline rose back into a standing position.

‘What do you think?’

‘She might get noisy but I thought it was soundproof down here!’ replied Barbara, still close to Jacquie’s ear.

‘But won’t she look that much more...  yummier?’

‘Ooohhh yes!’ Barbara replied eagerly. ‘Yes there’s definitely that to be taken into account!’

‘In that case would you, please...!’

‘Why of course!’

There was a sudden, sharp pain as Barbara used the tip of her tongue to hook Jacquie’s earlobe between her lips and closed her teeth on it.

Jacquie cried out in pain only to find her mouth being filled with her own panties as Barbara’s aunt pushed them into the opening.

‘Don’t try to spit them out!’

One of Barbara’s hands appeared over her right shoulder holding a leather strap with a large rectangular panel fixed at it's centrepoint. More strap dangled from the other side of the panel with a silvery buckle at it's end. Barbara’s other hand appeared over Jacquie’s left shoulder and soon the panel was firmly affixed over her lips, locking the panties in place.

Next, they strapped a belt around her waist which had a centre strap that passed between her legs. This strap had a narrower version of the panel that covered her lips and held her panties in her mouth though, in this case, it's designed intention and tight application was to stop her fingers from being able to play with her pussy.

Cybelline’s smile broadened as she stepped back and looked Jacquie up and down.

‘Get me some restraints!’ she ordered Barbara.

Jacquie’s nervousness remained unabated but she was also highly aware of how turned on she was by not only the new elements of bondage being introduced to enhance her helplessness but also by that very same uncertainty about what they intended doing to her and whether or not this was a part of the game or something more sinister.

With the items that Barbara had brought her, Cybelline crouched in front of Jacquie again and proceeded to add bonds around her ankles and then around her thighs, a few inches above her knees.

Without warning Cybelline swept Jacquie’s legs away from under her, sending the bound girl tumbling back into the waiting arms of Barbara who lowered her to the floor.

Jacquie couldn’t help it! She just lay there on the cold stone floor luxuriating in the sense of helplessness that now washed through her. She’d fantasised for years aboutt getting involved in a sub/domme relationship but never got close. Then her new roommate had approached her with her radical role-playing game idea and she’d realised that she’d found someone who might be willing to help her to fulfil some of her fantasies.

And now, here she was, laying on a cold basement floor, naked and bound as two beautiful women looked down at her!

Why was she frightened? She was exactly where she wanted to be!

Barbara and Cybelline moved around her until they were standing together near the behind her. Never lifting their gaze from Jacquie’s naked form the two of them began removing their own clothing, little though there was of it.

Cybelline’s corset fell to the floor with the skirt still attached whilst Barbara’s already unbuttoned blouse slid down and off her arms to join it.

Jacquie managed to lever herself up onto one elbow so that she could see the other two women better, admiring their naked bodies unashamedly.

Barbara’s arm slipped around Cybelline’s waist and pulled her even closer.

‘What now, Auntie?’ she asked.

Cybelline turned away beckoning for Barbara to follow her. They moved to a dark corner where Jacquie could barely see them, but she could hear their giggling voices and knew they were discussing her. And yet, despite that knowledge, despite the bonds and the cold hardness of the floor on which she now lay... she was comfortable with everything that was happening. Even when they turned and walked back towards her, smiling down at her body as it trembled with anticipation.

They didn't conceal what they were bringing to the next stage of the game! Cybelline walked with a massive, double-ended dildo dangling from one hand whilst Barbara cradled and carressed the strap-on dildo that protruded meaningfully from her crotch. They stood over Jacquie's submissive form and indulged in a hot, lascivious, provocative kiss.

When their lips parted, they turned their attentions back to the squirming figure on the floor at their feet.

‘I want to watch her squirm!’ Said Cybelline. ‘Do you hear me, little one? I want to watch you struggling in your bonds purely for my own amusement!’

Jacquie looked from one to the other of them, her eyes wide with nervous excitement.

‘You heard her!' Giggled Barbara. 'Squirm for us! And if you do it well enough... we’ll make all your wildest dreams come true, my little pet!’