I Heard a Rumor - Pt. 04

Author's note: If you are just joining this series, I suggest that you go back and read the story from the beginning. It will make much more sense that way. Also, and importantly, please note that this is a work of fiction. Always use good judgment and approach real-life situations with safety in mind.

I HEARD A RUMOR - PART 4

A strong, burning smell jolted me. I hadn't realized that I was unconscious, but the pain suddenly woke me. It took a few seconds for me to get my bearings. I was still kneeling, with my hands shackled behind my back. I was still chained from above, helping to hold me in an upright position. I was still gagged, but something felt different, though. The gag seemed to be holding my head so that it was cocked sideways. I could also feel something else. Something was touching my lips. Something was moving!

I blinked my eyes, trying to see clearly. I could definitely feel something else - like my gag was attached to something. Then I felt something similar at my waist. I quickly realized that I was strapped to someone else! Individual straps connected us at the thighs and waist, pulling us together so we touched. I kept blinking until my vision cleared.

All I could see was the side of another person's head. It was like we were joined at the mouth - connected by the gag. I realized that it was a two-person ball gag! At first, I was mortified! Who was this that I was sharing a gag with? I couldn't see the person's face, but I could see that the person was wearing a white mask like the one I had on. Then I saw it: the colorful ribbon! It was Cassie. I was tied up with Cassie! Tied TO Cassie! I could see a taut chain behind her. She was tied just like me--kneeling, with her hands shackled behind her back and pulled upwards by another chain.

She seemed to be waking out of her daze the same way I was. We were probably given smelling salts to snap us back into consciousness. She moaned and tried to speak through the gag, but all that came out was a nondescript "Mmmmph", much like my own sounds. Like me, she was coming to a realization of her predicament. She tried to twist and wriggle, but we were firmly attached, both at the mouth and the waist and upper legs. The straps pulled us together in a very intimate way. But, what was going on?

Suddenly, a large spotlight came on. Then another. I squinted from the brightness. The loud music was gone, and I could hear movement in the room. I could see that we were still in Cassie's room, but we were clearly not alone.

Then, that woman stepped into the light - still wearing a ski mask. She proclaimed, loudly. "So you thought we wouldn't find you, huh? You thought you would get away with it!"

What was she talking about? She paused for a few moments. I could hear humming coming from the darkness behind her.

"It wasn't hard to find you at all! We saw you there on your bike ride, and we followed you back here. We spied as you took your little swim together. How cute! You never knew we were watching - waiting for our chance!"

What?

After another pause, she continued, "How convenient for us that one of you was already tied up! It's like your day of reckoning was meant to be. Well, it's your day of reckoning! Now you will pay!"

Suddenly, my penis and testicles were smothered by a jolt of electricity. It was like the e-stim that Cassie had used on me, but the shock was covering a lot more area. I jumped as the varying jolts hit me. Cassie was also jumping at the same time as me. We were both being shocked by e-stim!

I glanced down to see that we were both naked! I could tell that I was still wearing a chastity lock, and I could barely see some wires coming from that area. I could also see wires coming from Cassie, who was strapped into some sort of metal thong-like strap that seemed to be holding something onto, or, inside her.

We continued to buckle, pull, and groan as the shocks continued. All the while, laughing came from the darkness behind the lights.

"Oh, Sweetie," said the woman from behind the lights, directed at Cassie, "this was all your fault, so we're going to pay extra attention to you!"

What had Cassie done?

A buzzing sound began. I could feel vibrations. I was feeling them through my chastity lock, which was pressed up against Cassie's crotch. But, the vibrator wasn't attached to me. It was attached to Cassie! It felt like it was INSIDE Cassie! That strap must be holding it there inside her.

"That vibrator is going to gradually cycle up and down, ALL NIGHT! Let's see how much you can take!"

I could feel and hear the vibrator getting stronger. Cassie started breathing heavily. Then she began moaning. The vibrations grew.

Cassie started moaning and gasping through her gag, ever louder and the vibrations grew stronger. Then she shuddered and started screaming through her gag, pulling and twisting as she tried to escape her torment! She started crying.

More laughter came from the area behind the lights. The vibrator cycled down, and I could feel Cassie grasping for breath.

"Oh, that was nothing. Let's do it again!"

Cassie tried to plead through her gag, making sad little sounds. All the while both of us continued to jump and pull as the intermittent electrical shocks continued to torment us.

Then, the vibrator began to cycle back up. Cassie swung back and forth, trying to release her arms, but there was no escaping. She started yelling, then screaming into her gag, crying and pulling, futilely, but her shackles held firm as she shuddered from the intense orgasm.

The vibrator again cycled down, and Cassie went quietly limp with exhaustion. I was frightened. I tried to think of a way to escape, but being tied together with our arms behind us prevented both of us from being able to reach anything.

For a time, all was quiet. Then, the ski-masked woman spoke, but in a much kinder, sympathetic voice.

"Cass, honey, are you ok? You have us worried back here. You said that we should keep turning up the e-stim and the vibrator, but I'm worried that we're going too far. Are you doing alright?"

What was going on here? Was Cassie in on this?

"Uh-huh," came a muffled but cheerful sounding reply from Cassie.

"Are you sure, honey?" asked the ski-masked woman. "I can turn it down a bit."

"Mm-mm!" came another muffled reply from Cassie.

"Oh, I get it! Are you just hamming it up for the camera?"

"Uh-huh!" came yet another muffled but cheerful sounding reply from Cassie.

"Wow! You are a trooper! Well then, I'll keep turning it up, little by little, but if I think it's too much, I'm going to stop. Ok, honey?"

"Uh-huh!" Cassie again replied, giggling through her gag.

What was going on, here?

"I'll bet your main squeeze here is wondering what's going on!" the ski-masked woman said, jokingly, as she turned towards me. Then she gave me a light smack on the ass and leaned towards me.

"You have the best girlfriend in the world! Do you know that? You told her your fantasy and she made it happen for you! Actually, we made it happen for you! I'm Carol, and back there behind the camera is Barb."

"Hi!" came a friendly sounding greeting from behind me.

"I own The Boutique. I think you know the place," she said, laughingly. "I hear that you like our shop. I think I even recognize you. You've popped your head in before, haven't you? Did you know that we also make bondage videos?"

I gave a hesitant but affirmative grunt.

"Yeah, we can always spot the bondage lovers. They're the hesitant ones in the shop who look embarrassed, like they don't want to be seen ogling at all the bondage equipment. That's how we know. That's how we met our dear Cass! We love our little Cassie. She's been working for us ever since she turned 21. We're so happy she found a boyfriend like you! Look at you! You are a cutie, yourself! You two looked so adorable in those Brazilian swimsuits!"

Carol paused for a few seconds to observe Cassie to make sure she was really ok.

Then she continued, "I hope you're not mad at us. We wanted to be convincing - to capture your reactions on camera. Oh yes! That was our little surprise for Cassie. We decided to make a video of your little escapade! Cassie didn't know about the video. That was Barb's idea!"

"Now don't worry," she continued, in the way a parent would calm a child, "we made sure to preserve your anonymity. That's why we have you both in those masks. We also hid and took video footage of you on your bike ride and during your swim. We took the footage from a distance, so nobody would be able to tell it was you. Oh my! You two looked so cute, shy and all, as you saw each other in those little bathing suits. It was a delight to behold!"

"We have to get back down to business, now. Cass, we're going to run through a few more cycles of the vibrator and e-stim. Are you sure you want me to keep turning it up each time?"

"Uh-huh!" came another muffled reply from Cassie.

"Well, that will make for a convincing video! Maybe you'll just keep your video hidden away for yourselves, or maybe, you two will become bondage porn stars! I don't want you to worry, though. It will be up to you what you want to do with this video. As I said, your anonymity will be preserved. No one will ever know it was you. But I can tell that this would be an awesome video," she said, hoping her two "victims" would find it exciting.

"OK! Here we go!"

With that, Carol put her ski mask back on and instructed, "Start rolling, Barb."

After a few seconds, Carol returned to her angry voice.

"You don't think we're done with you, do you? Oh, no. That was just the beginning! You are going to suffer!"

Suddenly the e-stim came on, and it was really strong! Cassie and I both jumped and gave a muffled yell. Carol had kept true to her word that she would keep turning it up. Cassie and I jumped, pulled, struggled, and cried out as the shocks kept on coming. The whole event felt like the most exciting thing that ever happened to me.

Then the vibrator kicked in, and within a few minutes Cassie was screaming and crying. I think she was hamming it up for the camera, but I couldn't tell for sure. She said it would be okay, though. I have to say that I found her perils to be massively exciting. I was throbbing inside my chastity cage.

Another cycle began, and the electricity was really strong. In some ways it felt great, but it was an awful lot to take. We were both yelling and pulling our arms to try to escape, but the shocks kept coming. Then I heard the vibrator come on, much stronger than before. Within minutes, Cassie was screaming and gasping for air, in a state of irrepressible post orgasm torture. I could feel the tears running down her face.

It didn't last long, though. Carol must have gotten nervous and shortened the cycle. After the vibrator cycled down, Carol stepped back into the scene, saying, "Barb let's roll for another minute, and let Cass pretend that she has passed out."

As the video continued to roll, Barb gradually turned the e-stim down so Cassie would stop jumping, then I felt Cassie pulling away and downward as she pretended to faint.

The video rolled for a few more seconds, and then Carol called out, "OK, Barb, that's good."

Barb began breaking down the video and lighting equipment, while Carol proceeded to untie Cassie.

"Cass honey, you had me really scared, there. Are you sure you're ok?" she asked, as she disconnected Cassie from the gag and freed her wrists.

Cassie let out a deep sigh of relief, still a bit shaken up by the whole experience. Nonetheless, she mustered up a pleasant sounding reply.

"Yes, I'm ok," she spoke, in an unconvincing voice.

"Was the crying and screaming all an act, or not entirely?" asked Carol.

Cassie paused for a moment, as if she didn't want to reveal the truth.

"Well, not entirely. But it was really exciting, and I'm fine," she declared, sounding worried that they'd be unhappy that she allowed them to go through with tormenting her like that.

"Really, I'm fine!" she added.

All the while, I remained tied and gagged.

Before Carol had a chance to respond, Barb interrupted.

"Wait. I have an idea! If we're going to go all the way with this video, we're going to need a convincing ending," said Barb, sounding excited.

"Before we break down all the equipment, let's shoot one more scene here," Barb continued. "You already disconnected Cassie, so let's not go through the trouble of re-tying her up. Cass, you just lay on the bed in a clump, pretending that you've passed out. Let's take your boyfriend here off the bed and have him stand in front of it. Bend him over all the way so that you can attach the end of the gag to the footboard, then pull his arms up from behind and attach them to the chain, strappado-style. Since they're both into it, let's crank up the e-stim so he's yelling and buckling, while, Carol, you declare that it's time to finish them off. Then, tomorrow morning, we can shoot the final scene out in the woods where the two of them are finished off. I have an idea for that, too. It will be excellent!"

Carol then turned to me, asking, "Do you think you can do it? Your honey, here, went all the way with the vibrator turned up to max. How about you, Cutie? Do you think you can take the e-stim on max for about a minute?"

I guessed that my new nickname was "Cutie" now.

Cassie looked a little concerned, and she was about to intervene. I felt a little pressured, but I was also intrigued, so I shook my head, yes.

"Are you sure?" Cassie asked, sounding concerned but also smiling at the prospect.

Again, I nodded yes.

"OK, Cutie! Let's get you set up, then," directed Carol.

They disconnected my arms from the chain pulling them upwards, led me off the bed, and repositioned me in front of it. Leaning me way forward, they attached the straps of the gag to the bed's footboard (the straps previously used to fasten the gag to Cassie), pulling my head way down. Then, they brought the dangling chain around, pulled my arms up as high as they could from behind, and attached them to the chain. It was quite a predicament, but as before, I was very securely tied.

"He can't be too comfortable right now, so let's get this over with quickly. Are you ready, Cutie?" asked Carol.

Again, I nodded yes, as best I could.

"OK. Cass, you lay on the bed, in a heap. Pretend you're unconscious, and don't move! Ready? Here we go!"

Suddenly, the e-stim came to life with a jolt that almost knocked me off my feet. The pulses continued in a random way. Some short, some long, some not so bad, some incredibly strong. I yelled and forcefully tugged, trying to release may arms. It must have been quite a scene.

In stepped Clair in her ski mask. With a booming voice, she declared "Now it's time to finish you two off!"

She stood there for what seemed to be an eternity, with me buckling and yelling in torment, and Cassie laying there motionless.

"OK, good. Stop!" yelled Carol, as Barb switched off the e-stim unit.

I exhaled strongly and Carol immediately came over to me and started to undo my restraints.

"Are you ok, Cutie?" she asked as she unstrapped my gag.

"Yeah," I uttered, as I opened and closed my mouth to alleviate my jaw muscles which had just spent a lot of time forced open by the gag.

"Are you sure you're ok? Oh, I feel terrible, now. We shouldn't have done that to you," said Barb, sounding truly sorry and sympathetic.

"No, I'm fine. That was wild," I responded, sounding relieved. Realizing that I was standing there naked, I reached down for the sheet to cover me up.

"Oh, Cutie, don't bother with that," said Carol, instructively. "The way you two look - well - in the world of adult novelties and videos, that's practically business attire! We've seen everything. You both have nice bodies, so don't worry, ok?"

Cassie then approached me and gave me a kiss.

"I hope you're not mad at me for setting this up. I really wanted to give you your fantasy. It sounded so awesome. I especially liked that I could be a part of it, too. I hope we didn't scare you, though," she said, apologetically.

"No, I knew something was up pretty early on," I responded, "If they really wanted to hurt us, they would have done it right then and there. Plus, I knew I never did anything wrong to anybody, and I doubted that you had ever done anything, either. When I woke up and found myself joined together with you by the gag, I started to realize that you were in on it. It was just too coincidental. I just couldn't say anything, for obvious reasons. That sure was exciting though. So, I guess... thanks!"

"Well, you're both real good sports!" declared Carol. "You two are so cute together. Even tied up, you look cute together!"

"And that last scene was awesome!" added Barb. "Thanks for toughing it out! I really think we're onto something here with this video. Wait until you hear what I have I mind for you both tomorrow! It will be a really cool scene! Like, right out of a movie. You're going to love it!"

"I'm telling you," said Carol, "We really could publish this video if you wanted. You are 21, right?" she asked, turning to me.

"I'm 22," I replied.

"All the better! Let's clean up and get some dinner, then we'll talk about it," said Barb.

With that, Carol and Barb proceeded to break down their video and lighting equipment and clean up, while Cassie and I went off to shower.

About an hour later, the four of us found ourselves at the local diner. Though it was a Saturday night, it wasn't too crowded. We found a table off in a quiet corner so we could talk.

Carol began the conversation.

Looking at me, she began, saying, "We probably could have done a better job of introducing ourselves to you. So, I'll try again. As I said, I'm Carol. I own The Boutique. It's everyone's favorite shop in town, but no one will admit it! This is Barb," she said, turning to Barb.

"Hello again!'" said Barb, pleasantly.

Carol continued, "Barb has been working with me for over ten years, now. You'll sometimes see her helping me out at the register, but mostly she handles the video side of the business. We make our own videos - not a lot - and we also sell videos, including some that we've produced ourselves."

"Carol wasn't kidding when she says that we've seen everything," added Barb.

"I'll tell you a little story," continued Carol. "One day we had a young lady come into the shop by herself. She was a clean-cut kid. She seemed nice - pleasant, in a quiet way. And, I could tell that she was massively self-conscious about being in the shop. She was rummaging around the lingerie section, seemingly looking for something for herself. But she kept glancing over to look into the back room, where we keep all the bondage goodies. Sneaking a peak, as it were. Now, as a shopkeeper, I have to keep an eye out for shoplifting, so I'm really good monitoring everything going on in my shop. Well, there was no one else in the shop that day except the young lady and I. I was about to speak to her, but then she left the shop. Now, I told you that I know how to spot the bondage fans. I immediately knew that she was into bondage, and I thought to myself that I would probably see her again."

"Well, maybe a week later, sure enough, she came into the shop again! She went right over to the lingerie section, which just happens have the best view into the bondage room. I would catch her glancing back into the room whenever she thought I wasn't looking. I could tell that she was too afraid to go in, and far too petrified to even ask. So, in my most gentle voice, I said "Honey, you know it's ok, don't you?" Well, she looked up at me like a deer in the headlights. So in the most soothing way, I said "Sweetheart, lot's of people are into bondage - way more than you probably realize. There's nothing wrong with it. It's fun and exciting. It can even be adventurous! All kinds of people love it, and it's ok to be that way. Society trains people to think that bondage fans are somehow demented or evil, but that's just not true. From what I've seen, most bondage fans are really smart, nice people. They crave the bondage adventure, and that's perfectly fine. It's also a lot of fun. Many of them are single, and that's fine, too. So, please don't be afraid or embarrassed."

Carol continued, "Well, that young lady gave me a shy smile, so I said "Come on, honey, let's have a look at the back room." So, we went back there and I just let her look around. I showed her the self-bondage equipment we had, and she seemed relieved. After all, if there was a market for self-bondage equipment, then there must be other people like her."

All the while, Cassie was blushing and said nothing.

"After that day," Carol continued, "the young lady began visiting the shop regularly. Sometimes she would pick up a piece or two of our crazy lingerie, sometimes it would be self-bondage equipment, or regular bondage equipment, or other goodies that we sell. As she got more comfortable, she would talk to us a little, or ask about how certain devices worked. We really got to know her and she got to know us."

"I'm sure by now that you realize I'm talking about our dear Cass, here."

Cassie's blushing continued, with that shy smile clearly evident.

"Then, there was that fateful day she came to the shop. It was a weekend, and one of our workers had been out sick for several days. I had been putting in long hours and I was getting tired and frustrated. Cass and I talked for a while, and that's when I learned she was studying business. So, I thought that working for a small business might be of interest to her. It had never occurred to me before that she could work at the shop. I thought she was too young. It turned out that she was 21! So I asked her if she could use a part time job, and she said, sure! She was really good working the register, because she could answer customers' questions about anything in the shop. She was also good at bookkeeping. She's a great fit, and we just love her!"

Cassie's smile now beamed.

Barb then jumped in, saying "You can't imagine how thrilled we were when we learned about you!"

"Yeah," recounted Carol, "Cassie surprised us by stopping in the shop last night. She grabbed a bunch of stuff, including that suspension harness. She seemed rushed and didn't want to say much, but the giveaway was when she began rummaging through the male bikinis. That's when we knew! She didn't want to say much about whomever she was buying this stuff for, but we finally got it out of her! Then, we wanted to coach her and give our advice. We're pros, after all! That's when we found out about the double-gag fantasy. That sounded just irresistible. So, we happily volunteered to come up here today and help make it come true!"

"You guys did a great job," said Cassie, in a gracious but slightly embarrassed way, but still exuding that warm, alluring smile.

"Oh, we're not done yet, remember!' exclaimed Barb.

"So, what's your idea, Barb?" Carol asked, in a slightly hushed voice.

Enthusiastically, Barb turned to Carol and began, "OK. Remember this afternoon when we were spying on them on that trail, when you almost tripped and broke your neck?"

"Yeah," Carol replied, curiously.

"Well do you remember what it was that you tripped over?"

"Yeah, it was an old train track."

"Right!" replied Barb. "The trail is an old, abandoned rail line that runs alongside the commuter train line. There are all these old branch lines that used to break off and go to factories and places like that. They're all abandoned now. That's what you tripped on - an abandoned old train track. Well, picture those old fashioned movies where the damsel in distress was tied up to the track, waiting for her hero to come rescue her before the train comes."

"Ooh. I'm starting to see where you're going with this, Barb," responded Carol, intrigued.

Cassie and I were also intrigued.

"Well, for our final scene, let's go out onto the trail and find one of those old tracks. We should go early, before too many people are around. We'll walk back a ways so that no one can see us from the trail, but we'll stay close enough so you can hear the commuter train when it passes, nearby. We'll tie our two victims to the abandoned train track, but we'll do it up! We'll tie them like the bondage rope experts do: artistically, with lots of rope, cinching - the works! We'll tie them to the track face up, with their arms pulled tightly behind their backs, like an armbinder. For the scene, you'll stand over them and tell them that "this is the end!" Then, you'll say goodbye and leave them to their fate. We'll keep the camera on them as they struggle to escape, but they won't be able to escape. Then you'll hear the train coming! If we time it right, we can shoot the scene when the commuter train is approaching and blowing its horn. The trains run on Sundays, so it should work."

Barb continued, "When they hear the sound of the train approaching, our two victims will struggle and struggle, but to no avail. When it sounds like the train would be bearing down on them, we'll pan the camera upwards, away from our two victims and up towards the sky, and close the scene with the sound of the train roaring past, putting an end to our hapless couple."

Barb paused, then asked, "What do you think?"

"Holy mackerel, Barb," exclaimed Carol, "that's genius! But can we make it work? They're going to have to be dressed like they were earlier, which is basically naked!"

"And the ground is going to be dirty," said Cassie.

"Oh, I thought of that," responded Barb. "We'll put a few layers of folded moving blanket between the rails for you both to lie on. I use them to pack my equipment. The blankets are dark, so you won't be able to see them when you're lying on them. The only thing that will be visible is a cute young couple, expertly tied up, struggling like a scene out of an old damsel in distress movie! You'll be fine!"

Turning to me, Carol continued, giggling, "You'll have to wear that cock lock, but I suspect that you have no choice in the matter! And your little Cass is going to have to wear her metal chain link thong that holds the vibrator up inside her because that's what she was wearing earlier in the video. Maybe we'll even turn it on!"

"You'd better not!" Cassie scolded.

"I'm just kidding, Sweetie. We can't use the vibrator, anyway, because of the noise it would make."

"There's one more thing," added Barb. "To really make it look like you are authentically struggling, I think we should use the e-stim again. It will make you jump and yell, like you were, earlier. That will make your struggles more convincing! We'll turn it on at the beginning of the scene and leave it on until the point where the train reaches you. Then, we'll switch it off and you'll go silent, as if the train has finally put an end to you. We'll have you mic'd, so you'll have to be silent once we switch the e-stim off. On the video, we'll want to hear the sound of the train rolling away, not the sound of you both breathing a sigh of relief."

"So, what do you think?" asked Barb, turning to Cassie and me.

"I love the idea!" said Cassie.

"Me, too!" I followed.

"You know....... if you really want to get crazy..." said Barb, hesitantly.

"Say it!" said Cassie, loudly, causing some other people in the diner to turn around.

"Shhh!" admonished Carol.

"Well, the e-stim unit has a setting that delivers a continuous, unwavering stream of electricity. It's different from the other e-stim settings that you're used to by now. It doesn't hurt or sting, or do any damage at all, but it also doesn't feel good. It shoots right to your nerves, just like tickling does. As soon as you feel it, you won't be able to stand it. You will struggle and scream - anything to make it stop," said Barb, continuing her hesitant tone.

"Oh, we can't do that," said Carol.

"Yes!" exclaimed Cassie, halting Carol from continuing, "You have to do it!"

"That would be awesome!" I added.

"That's what we want, Barb! Are you sure it's safe, and it won't hurt?" asked Cassie.

"I'm sure of it."

"That's what we want!" exclaimed Cassie. "You have to do it!"

Barb continued, "It would be perfect for that scene. The video will be much more convincing if you are both struggling and screaming for your lives as the train bears down on you, but you both need to be intensely struggling the whole time, or it won't look right. It will be really tough for you both to get through, though. It will be extreme. The moment the e-stim starts, you are going to want it to stop - and, we'd have to keep it turned on, strong, through the whole scene. It would ruin the effect, otherwise."

Carol jumped in, saying, "Come on, Barb, we can't have them do that."

"Yes!" exclaimed Cassie. She then turned to me to make sure, asking, "Do you want to do it like that?"

"Oh, yeah!" I replied, flushed with excitement. I was so turned on that I almost couldn't speak. It looked like Cassie was, too.

"We want to do it!" exclaimed Cassie, excitedly. "Please! You have to do it!"

"Well aren't you two the adventurous couple!" proclaimed Carol, amused by our enthusiasm. She continued, "There is something about you two. It's not just that you look so cute together, or that you're both a little shy in that same, cute way. It's also that you seem really nice. In our business, we see a lot of conceited porn stars and mindless slutty-ness. But you two kids, you look like... well... what you really are: a cute young couple who happen to really enjoy bondage. It's compelling to watch you, though. You're likeable! Anyone watching this video would actually feel bad for you as they watched your perils! Oh, and that vision of you both in your little Brazilian bathing suits, shy and all like you are! It was brilliant! I can't get it out of my head! Those bathing suits were Cass's idea! Good job, Sweetie!"

Cassie was smiling as we stood there quietly, both blushing and embarrassed, but then it seemed like Carol becoming hesitant about tormenting us on the video.

"I want you guys to show us no mercy tomorrow!" proclaimed Cassie. "I want you to tie us up seriously and thoroughly so we can't escape. Like you said, "Do it up"! And tie us down strongly so we don't hurt ourselves. We should be tied up so strongly that no matter how much we struggle to get free, we won't be able to!" commanded Cassie, almost out of breath.

"The e-stim should be strong enough that it drives us wild!" I added. "You have to make it so that we can't escape it, no matter what!"

Cassie jumped right back in, saying "And you can't go easy on us! From the first moment the e-stim hits us, it has to be over the top! It has to be so strong that from the very first moment, we will be screaming and pleading with you to turn it off! But don't you dare turn it down! It's got to be crazy-intense the whole time!"

"Make sure you gag us real good so we can't talk you into turning it down!" I added.

"Yeah!" exclaimed Cassie. "If you're doing it right, then we should be going crazy, screaming, crying and pleading! But you have to gag us, really good! It has to feel like we're really stuck!

"Plus, we don't want anyone to hear us from the trail," I added.

Now, Barb was amused by our enthusiasm. She smiled and shook her head, saying, "You, two are something else! I never saw two young people so enthusiastic about being tied up and tormented together! Well, if we do it that way, it will really look like you are struggling for your lives. Not like the cheesy acting and minimal bondage you see in so many videos."

Carol seemed less sure, saying, "I'm really nervous about doing that to you both, but that plan would really do the trick, and it seems like you both want us to do it."

"We absolutely do!" I said.

"Yes! Do it! Please!" exclaimed Cassie, almost pleading.

"But, you're going to cry," said Carol.

"Yes!" said Cassie, emphatically. "We should be crying and screaming and struggling from the first moment, and for as long as it takes, tied up so tightly that we can't escape it - for real! That would be so exciting!"

"It sure would!" I added, in agreement.

"You have to do it!" pleaded Cassie. "No matter what! Even if we chicken out tomorrow, don't listen to us. You have to do it anyway!"

"We won't change our minds," I added. "Now that's all I can think about!"

"Me, too! I can't wait!" said Cassie.

"Neither can I," I replied, as we began tag teaming.

"PLEASE! You have to do that to us!"

"And you have to go hard on us!"

"It's what we want!"

"Please! You have to do it, or we'll be disappointed!"

"Please do it! It will be great!"

"Alright! Alright!" replied Carol, a little exasperated. "Tomorrow morning, we are going to tie you up like pros. We're going to gag you so you can't talk us out of it. We're going to turn the e-stim way up from the first moment, and you are both going to be screaming and pleading for it to stop. But we won't turn it down, no matter what, and you're going to have to deal with it for as long as it takes. OK?"

"YES! As long as you promise not to change your mind and go easy on us," said Cassie, laughing a little.

"Oh, we won't go easy on you. I don't like it, but you're going to get the full treatment! Are you satisfied?"

"Yeah!" Cassie and I replied, enthusiastically, making Barb smile again.

"OK then," said Carol. "Set your alarm clocks. We'll be getting up early tomorrow!"

Cassie paused for a moment, looking like she was thinking about something.

"What is it?" Carol asked, frustratingly.

"Carol, let us have the e-stim unit tonight," Cassie asked. "We'll test it on ourselves so we can tell you how strongly to set it when you use it on us tomorrow morning. Will that make you feel better?"

"Actually, yes," replied Carol.

Carol added, "Don't take a shower in the morning. You don't want to look neat and well groomed for this scene. You need to look defeated. Make sure you drink some water in the morning, and use the bathroom just before we leave. Wear sweatpants and a sweatshirt to cover yourselves up. Barb and I will dress the same way. We need to look like we're taking a morning walk on the trail. The park opens at sunrise, and the train will pass by around 7 o'clock, so let's leave the house at 6. That should give us enough time to set up. OK?"

Everyone replied affirmatively.

"Ok, then. Let's go get some rest, then. Barb and I will take the guest house. You two can share that awesome red bedroom. Oh - and, Cass, I would suggest not tying him up tonight. You're both going to need your energy for the morning - but, that's your business. It's just a suggestion."

"Ok," replied Cassie.

As we left the diner, Cassie whispered in my ear, "I am tying you up tonight."

We arrived back at Cassie's parents' house and said our goodnights to Carol and Barb, who left the e-stim unit with us.

"Remember what I said," Carol admonished.

"I know," replied Cass, dismissively.

Barb said something quietly to Carol as they turned and headed towards the guest house. It seemed they knowingly suspected that Cassie had other plans for me. Their voices trailed off, and we retired to Cassie's bedroom.

"Ok, let's hook ourselves up to this e-stim unit," instructed Cassie, as she laid out the equipment and organized its wires. "Make sure you use a lot of the conductive fluid where the electrodes touch the skin, otherwise it can burn a little."

We spent the next few minutes getting ourselves ready and hooking everything up.

"I'm going to turn it to the setting that Barb was talking about," said Cassie. "There are 15 power levels. Let's just start on level 1. I'll set it so that we only get a jolt for five seconds. Ready?"

"Yep," I replied.

"Ok. Here we go!" said Cassie, smiling excitedly.

She pressed the button, and we both jumped a little.

"Barb was right. It goes right to your nerves," I said.

"Yeah, but that was so mild. It's not going to do anything. Let's just go up to level 5."

"Ok," I replied.

Cassie pressed the button.

"Whoa! That was stronger!" I said.

"Yeah, but we can take that. Let's go to level 8," said Cassie, who proceeded to adjust the setting and then press the button.

The pulse of electricity made us jump and grit our teeth, but we could still take it.

Looking at me in a way that said she knew that I would concur, she asked, "Level 11?"

"Yep."

As the charge hit us, we both jumped and moaned, grasping at the mattress we were sitting on. It was a lot, but we knew it wasn't enough.

"12?"

"Yep."

The level 12 jolt was substantial. We both jumped and cried out. Cassie keeled over sideways on the mattress. We both gave a huge sigh of relief when the jolt stopped.

We paused for a minute to recover.

"Now, we're starting to get somewhere," said Cassie, out of breath.

We paused again.

"13?" I asked.

"Let's do it," replied Cassie, starting to laugh, which caused me to start to laugh. "This is crazy."

"Nervous energy, I guess."

Cassie leaned over and gave me a kiss.

She put her hand on my knee and asked' "Are you ready?"

I nodded, and she pressed the button.

The pulse of electricity shot into us, causing us both to buckle and yell, flailing.

"No! Aagh! No!" came Cassie's cries. Mine were similar.

When the pulse ended, Cassie and I found ourselves strewn across the bed, looking like two heaps that had fallen out of a truck. We both just lied there like that for a minute, to recover. We then sat up and collected ourselves.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" I asked.

"We're going to tell them to use level 14 on us tomorrow," Cassie responded, smiling but speaking matter-of-factly.

"Yep. We're going to be tied up inescapably and gagged, and we're going to have to take it for the whole time. No choice," I said, in a very anticipatory way.

"We're going to be screaming and struggling like maniacs," she said.

"I know. And, you're definitely going to cry," I added. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yeah!" she responded, enthusiastically.

"Me, too!"

We paused another minute.

She looked up at me, smiling, and asked, "Do you want to try level 14 now?"

I thought for a moment, then I responded, "No. Let's let it be a surprise! We should find out what level 14 is like tomorrow when we're tied up and gagged and can't do anything about it!"

"Yeah," came Cassie's affirmation, smiling, her voice breaking with excitement.

"But let's tell Carol and Barb that we tried it and level 14 is ok to use," I advised. "Do we have a plan, then?"

"We have a plan!" exclaimed Cassie, excitedly.

"Well, let's get some rest, then," I said, as we began breaking down the e-stim equipment.

When finished with that, Cassie dimmed the bedroom light. She instructed me to remove my clothes and lay on the bed. Smiling, she held out a sleep mask and told me to put it on. I complied with all her instructions.

Then came that familiar sound of her fumbling through her bag of tricks. I could hear the sound of chains. I then felt her snap some sort of shackle onto my wrist. It was a cold, heavy metal with rounded, smooth edges. That made me realize how smart Cassie was. The rounded edges would not leave any marks on me. For a cute, quiet but friendly girl, she was really devious.

She was silent as she shackled my wrists and ankles, pulling me into a spread eagle position and attaching the chains to the bed. It was not too tight, though.

She got onto the bed lying next to me, and pulled the satin sheet over the both of us. Leaning over me, she began kissing me passionately. I immediately felt the constraint of my chastity lock. Then, she curled up next to me. I felt her reach over to my crotch, and with the tips of her fingers, she very lightly began to tickle my testicles. Her hand was placed lightly over top of the chastity lock. Beneath it, I was throbbing.

I began to breathe heavily.

"You're driving me wild," I whispered, in a shaky voice. "Please take the lock off."

"That's enough out of you," came Cassie's admonishment. I heard her reach over for something. Then I heard the sound of peeling tape. She firmly taped my mouth closed with medical tape.

"That tape won't leave any marks," she giggled, quietly.

She then curled back up and resumed her gentle tickling. This kept me on edge for what seemed like an hour or more, causing me to slowly thrust my hips and pull at my bonds in a futile way. I came close to climax several times, but each time, she gently backed off, continuously keeping me on edge until she finally fell asleep.

What a day it had been. I tried not to think about what tomorrow would bring. The excitement of it could keep me awake all night. It was also a very nice feeling to be tied, blindfolded and gagged in this gentle but secure way, with Cassie warmly curled up next to me. I lied there and enjoyed it until I, too, fell asleep.