Bondage Boots Stockings Rachel

I had second thoughts about auctioning off Linda, with all the preparation I had undertaken to get her I decided to keep her a bit longer.

Linda was going to be stored in a cage, this cage would be long enough for her to stand up in but it was only 450mm wide by 450mm deep. This limited her movement considerably after all she was here for my enjoyment not her comfort.

The cage was moved into the studio on a sack barrow, and with the squeaking wheels I could see Linda trying to look over and see what was going on, eventually the cage came into her view and her eyes widened.

By now Linda had been strapped down to the X-frame for nearly 2 days and despite her desire to escape she was physically exhausted, however, I wasn't taking any chances. Her nipple clamps were removed and you could see her wince as the blood started to flow back, being a gentleman it was the right thing to give each nipple a rub to aid with the flow of blood.

Her legs were released from the X frame but were cuffed together with some leg irons, the straps around her head were removed then finally her wrists were released. I gave Linda a few minutes to recover, not too long as I wanted her fixed into the cage quite quickly. Gingerly she rose up to a sitting position and rubbed her wrists, I expected some sort of verbal attack from her but nothing from her mouth came out, she just looked at me, the expression on her face showed that for now the fight had gone out of her.

I helped Linda off the frame, opened the door to the cage and she got in. I lowered the cage so that it was now lengthways on the floor, the cuffs were removed from the ankles, her ankles were reattached to cuffs that were built into the cage, her wrists were attached again by built in cuffs to the front of the frame, a ball gag was stuffed into her mouth and this fixed to the rear of the cage thus immobilising her head in the cage. I set the cage upright and wheeled her out of the studio into a back room which I had nicknamed 'The Waiting Room'.

The waiting room was basically a large cupboard the cage was dumped inside and the door locked shut plunging Linda into total darkness.

With Linda put away for another day my attention returned to the imminent arrival of Rachel. I wasn't completely sure what I was going to do with her but it would involve all my favourites, bondage boots and stockings.

Rachel, I knew was a tough cookie so I decided on the bondage I would place her in an uncomfortable predicament. As she was a bondage model I wouldn't have to drug her. Once tied up I would add the predicament.

Next Day

Rachel was due into the studio around midday, and I had decided on her predicament and on the clothes she was to wear. 8 Strap suspender belt black fully fashioned stockings and white over the knee boots. I also though I might throw in a little electrical play but I would see how things progressed.

With her clothes laid out in the dressing room and the rope neatly put to one side I just waited for Rachel. The clock just dragged by minutes seemed like hours and hours seemed like days. I had tried to keep myself busy by editing some still images I had taken of Linda, It was very hard to concentrate.

Eventually I heard the sticking door being forced open, It was Rachel. I tried to act cool, but with one of the if not the leading bondage model in the world here, I was just lost for words. Rachel broke the silence, 'Hi I'm Rachel, I hope you have been expecting me?'

With that I had regained my composure, 'Stupid berk' I thought to myself. 'Rachel hi yes come in'. I ushered Rachel into the studio, she was dressed very casually jeans and a T-shirt, not for long I thought. I went through all the information about the website that I had previously done with Linda, and Rachel seemed all good with that. Following a swift cup of coffee I showed Rachel through to the changing room and left her to get dressed.

Rachel came out after about 20 minutes and even in a robe she looked stunning, a very girlish charm I thought to myself. Rachel made her way over to the corner of the studio where I was waiting. I had decided to tie her to one of the old Victorian pillars which supported the roof. She slipped off her robe and stood with her back to the pillar. Her Arms were soon tied behind and more rope was tide around her chest fixing her upper body to the pillar. A spreader bar was positioned and fixed to her ankles spreading her legs as far apart as possible, the bar at the bottom was then tied to the pillar. Rachel was welded to this old piece of Victorian architecture with nowhere to go. I had decided to gag her with a head harness that included a pump gag, the 'D' ring at the top of the harness was tied at the very top of the pillar. She was now completely immobile. Just before I stepped away I gave a few pumps on the gag.

It was at this point I told Rachel that the website and everything about it was fake, and that she was now my prisoner for me to use sexually as I saw fit. As you can imagine Rachel wasn't very pleased to hear this and immediately started to struggle, but her bonds were too tight, her face had lost that girlish charm. Rachels predicament was only just beginning.