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This is Chapter III: Gag Time
Chapter III:
The Dark Lady stooped down and searched in her bag. When she seemed to have found, what she was looking for, she got on her feet and showed the object to Christine. A depressingly large ball of soft grey material. "I wore these Pantyhose despite the heat, without Panties, even in the Gym and boy did I sweat. I hope the taste will be to your liking.“
She took a pair of lacy black Panties out of her Pocket and wrapped it around the makeshift Ball. „Now be a good girl and open your mouth nice and wide.“
Christine cannot tear her eyes away from the balled up underwear as the Dark Lady brings it closer to her mouth. With a heavy heart she opens her mouth and submits to her fate. It took the Dark Lady some effort but at last she managed it to press all the material home.
Christine tried to control her gag reflex, retching. "Wow, you can even close your mouth still. Impressive!“ Christine glared at her. The Dark Lady took a heavy silk shawl next. "Isn't the silk beautiful?“ With that she made a gigantic overhand knot in the shawl. "Open wide!“
Christine watched the knotted and rolled up scarf appear in front of her eyes and then drop lower till it found her open mouth and suddenly her head was jerked back till the knot nearly disappeared behind her lips.
The Dark Lady knotted the Scarf tightly behind her head, gathering the remaining end of the shawl and knotting it again, forcing the gag even deeper in her mouth.
Her Captor enjoyed this enormously, "Good, jolly good, but you might still be able to make too much noise!“ With that she took another shawl, folded it into a broad band, then laid a wad of cloth on it and folded it into a smaller band.
She then took the shawl and folded it, till the wad rested tightly against Christine’s overstuffed mouth, pulled it tight and knotted the ends tightly behind her head.
"I think, this gag need some improvement“, The Dark Lady mused.
Christine starred incredulously at her. “Improvement? My mouth is stuffed to the bursting; I must chew on ripe Pantyhose and Panties. And she thinks, she must improve my gag??"
The Dark Lady returned with a big woollen knee high sock. "This one is from my personal collection. I wore it several days continuously and masturbated three times on it. Enjoy!“
She took the sock folded it, so that its foot rested beneath Christine’s nose, pulled it tight and knotted it savagely behind her head. "And now the finish!“ Christine saw as the Dark Lady took another shawl. Like its mates it was folded in wide band, and then tied tightly over the Sock.
The Dark Lady went one step back, and looked up and down, like an Artist in front of his greatest masterpiece. „This looks perfect! Don't you think? Oops, I forgot, you can´t see yourself! My bad! Let me help you with that!“
She took a mirror and held it in front of Christine: She saw: A beautiful face with wide eyes staring at her. Her cheeks bulged above the tight bands of silk. Her face locked oddly prolonged. “The classical gag look.”, she thought.
Listen up Christine! I want you to bunny hop in the middle of the room!“ Christine looked incredulously as if the Dark Lady had demanded to melt stones with the heat of her frustration.
"Come on this isn´t too hard, do you need a little motivation?“ She held up the tranquilizer gun: "It has an in build Taser you know.“
Christine rolled her eyes and started hopping. No easy feat and the fact that she could only draw breath through her nose surely did not help. At least she made it. She stood in the middle of the room, swaying lightly and trying to regain her composure again.
"Do not go away; I have to prepare your Stressless Chair. Christine could not see what the Dark Lady was doing because the Chair stood in her back. How long she stood there? She could not tell.
"Concentrate. Concentrate. Keep your balance. Just breathe. In through the nose. Out through the Nose.” Christine lost somehow track of time. A tap on her shoulder startled her.
The Dark Lady helped her turning around. "Made it more comfy for you“, she smirked. Indeed, the Chair was adorned with several straps of what? Spandex, Leather? Difficult to tell.
"Hop to it!“ Her Captor encouraged her. Christine hesitated. A sharp stinging slap on her buttocks brought her back to reality. She glared at her Nemesis.
"How far?“ Christine thought. "Five Meters, six? Memo to myself: Rent smaller offices in future.“ One hop. Breath. Another hop. Breath. And another hop. Honestly?
Later she could not tell how much time had passed. Minutes, Hours? Then it was over. She stood in front of the Chair. Breathing heavily, Bosom heaving, swaying.
Surprisingly gentle, the Dark Lady helped her to sit down on the Chair. The bottom with her legs was at elevated as on a gynaecological examination stool.
At all the places where ropes bound her body, leather straps fastened her to the chair. Still busy with recovering, she did not register, that her Nemesis hat talked to her.
The Dark Lady standing at her feet looked down at her, seeming to contemplate on something. "Something is missing … more ropes? No. More straps? No. Ahh! Now I have it!“
Her fingers scratched across Christine's exposed soles, which caused an instant reaction. "Ticklish, are we? We can capitalise on that!“ A diabolical grin crossed her face. She took out a thin piece of rope out of her many pockets.
Without any ceremony, Christine’s big toes were tied tightly together and the cord tied back to the ropes around her calves. Moving her soles was impossible now. "We are almost ready to get this show on the road. “The Dark Lady moved out of her sight.
Suddenly all went black. A heavy, well-padded sleep mask was put over her eyes and fastened behind her head. Next something was put in her left ear, then in her right. The world went silent. "Great.“ Christine thought. "Blind, deaf, dumb and tied up.“
Suddenly the Voice of her Tormentor rang clear in her ears: "Those ear buds are state of the art, sound cancelling. Every sound will be cancelled. Silence is golden, or so they say“, she chuckled. "One last detail to take care of though!“ The Dark Lady took a well-used Pantyhose and tied it above Christine’s face and nose and knotted the feet right under her nose.
Christine nearly gagged on the pungent putrid smell of the hose. "I wore it three days in a row. Enjoy!“
She took stock of her current Predicament: "Ears stuffed, check. Blindfolded, check. Mouth stuffed to the bursting, check. Hands tied behind my back.“ And so she went through all of her bonds. Till she reached her tied toes.
Suddenly the ringing of her phone broke the silent. The first notes of Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata filled the room. Then the call went to Voice Mail. "Hi Christine! Working late?“ This is Kate. I checked in the Hotel and relaxed in the Spa. I'll be at your office in 30 Minutes. Looking forward to it!“ “I hope the Champagne is on ice!” The Phone went silent.
Christine groaned inwardly. "Oh, no.I forgot about Kate. She is walking into a trap.“