It was a relaxed Colton that sat on a chair taking long drinks from a large glass of lemonade in the garden behind the main house. The sun was up and he was enjoying taking a break from having to think about things too much. It seemed like the operation was going to plan, albeit with a potential delay caused by what they had discovered at the dig site a couple of hours ago. Just then his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps on the slabs approaching the patio where he was sitting. As Colton looked up and squinted through the sun and noted Hannah walking toward him with a glass in one hand. He had to admit her hips had a certain sway to them that attracted your eyes. Or, perhaps it was just him. “Is this seat taken?” Hannah asked with a smile. Colton looked around before smiling at the woman.
“I guess not.” Hannah wiped some debris off the seat before sitting down with a sigh. “Long morning?”
“Not too bad,” Hannah replied. “Just leaving them to it now until dinner.” Hannah looked around, admiring the surroundings and took a sip from the lemonade in her glass. “Nice gardens.”
“Indeed,” Colton replied. “I could get used to living here.” Hannah laughed.
“Don’t think that our host would sell to you.” Colton chortled at that comment.
“Speaking of our host. I hope that you weren’t too hard on Lady Penelope,” Colton commented.
“Not really, just something to teach her how to behave. Focus her mind.” Hannah smiled and Colton raised an eyebrow. “No harm will come to anybody during this operation Colton, I can assure you of that.” Colton nodded and took another mouthful of lemonade.
“This is good stuff.”
“How the other slightly less than half live,” Hannah commented and raised her glass. Colton clinked the glasses together. The two sat for the next half an hour chatting until they were interrupted by a blast on the radio that Colton had sitting on the table next to him.
“I wonder what this could be?” Colton said as he picked up the radio. “What’s up?”
“Eh…sorry boss but you might want to get back up here again,” Josh’s voice sounded a bit shaky.
“I guess there is a problem.” Colton cursed under his breath.
“And there was me having a nice time as well.”
“What’s that boss?”
“Nothing Josh. I will be there as soon as I can.” Colton looked at Hannah who had raised an eyebrow questioningly. “Don’t know. Fancy a walk?” Hannah nodded and stood up.
“Be nice to stretch the legs a bit.” Hannah pulled out her phone and put a message on the group chat that she had with Michelle, Amanda and Stephanie letting them know that she would be heading out. “This should be interesting.”
As they approached the barn Colton could see the large mound of earth that Jimmy had managed to excavate piled over to one side. The Professor, Josh and Jimmy all stood looking down at the hole where the earth should have been. “What are we all looking at gents?” Colton asked as he approached the edge of the hole. Josh and Jimmy turned around and nodded to Colton and then Hannah and they made space for them so that they could get a good view.
“It looks like what we thought was a concrete pad,” Josh began, “is actually a wall.” Colton gave Josh a look and then followed the younger man’s line of sight and then arm as he pointed further along what was actually a trench rather than a hole. “When we dug down the concrete just kept getting thicker and thicker and well, something didn’t feel right so I had Jimmy dig further along rather then down and they is definitely a corner where two wall meet at the end.” Colton looked along and had to agree.
“Sorry Colton,” Stafford said, “I didn’t have any information on this.”
“Not your fault Professor, didn’t even know there was a building here,” Colton said scratching his head, “just that this definitely wasn’t in the plan. Looks like the building was put up to disguise the fact that the concrete pad was the roof of a hidden room.”
“Explains why they didn’t make any kind of official application.” Stafford nodded his head.
“What do we do now?” Hannah asked.
“Well, this certainly puts a spanner in the works,” Colton commented and looked around.
“That is steel reinforced concrete,” Jimmy said. “Take ages to get through that even if we had the correct equipment. Even then might end up needing to blast it.”
“Blast it!” Stafford said. “Well…you…could damage what is inside.”
“I don’t think that is an option,” Colton commented. “The noise might bring unwanted attention.” Colton waved his hand around as everyone continued to look in the trench. A sense of dejection hung in the air. Colton crossed his arms whilst Josh put his hands on his hips. Surely, they couldn’t have come so far just to be thwarted at the last hurdle. Just then there was a burst of static from the radio and Danny’s voice burst out of the speaker.
“Guys you had better come and look at this. About twenty yards away on the other side on the barn.” Colton shrugged and led the group carefully around the trench and out to the other side of the barn. There was a small close of trees and shrubs with a waving Danny standing off to one side. “Sorry,” Danny said when he clocked Hannah’s presence, “I didn’t know you were here.”
“What have you got Danny?” Colton asked. Danny pointed them towards something in the ground sheltered between two large boulders amongst the trees and shrubs
“That doesn’t look very natural to me.” Colton walked across and could see what Danny was talking about. Something did look slightly out of place, not blending in with the natural habitat. “You wait here and Jimmy and I will go and take a look.” Colton and the hulking figure of Jimmy approached the area that Danny had indicated. After taking a long look Colton and Jimmy swept away leaves and other foliage that was lying around. “Certainly, something that shouldn’t be here.” They were looking down at a heavy wooden door that had been set into the ground. It was cleverly disguised; you would almost have to stumble over it to find it. “What do we have here?” Colton said as he knelt down and examined the edges of the door.
“Interesting, ay boss,” Jimmy said. There were a couple of large bolts and padlocks on one of the edges of the door. “Shall I get the digger.” Colton nodded his head without taking his eyes from the door. He heard Jimmy trudge away and then other footsteps approaching.
“Ah, the plot thickens,” Hannah said.
“Where do you think that leads?” Professor Stafford asked out loud.
“I hope that it is somehow connected to that hidden room but we are going to find out.” Just as the Colton said that the silence was shattered by Jimmy moving the mini digger up. The group moved out of the way to allow Jimmy to manoeuvre the digger into position next to the wooden door.
“What do you think?” Jimmy called out over the noise of the idling engine of the digger.
“No time to be subtle about it…” Colton balled his hand into a fist and made a smashing gesture. Jimmy smiled and grabbed the controls of the digger pivoted it around to position the bucket over the wooden door. The groups all watched on as the bucket slowly rose in the air before it suddenly smashed door onto the door. There was a loud noise followed by a creak but it didn’t budge.
“Stronger than it looks,” Josh commented ad Jimmy raised the bucket slowly again. Then the bucket crashed down again. This time there was a bigger creak and an obvious indentation in the centre of the wooden door.
“Hit it again!” Colton yelled and Jimmy did, again, then again and then on the fifth time there was an almighty crash and wooden door collapsed inward on itself. Colton waved at Jimmy and he swung the arm away from the door and shut down the digger. As he did that Colton and Danny moved in and cleared away some debris.
“What is there Colton?” Stafford asked.
“It looks like a staircase.” The rest of the crew crowded in and they all looked down at the staircase that seemed to disappear into the darkness. Josh broke what seemed to be a trance like state by leaning down and looking around inside the hole. He leaned it and pushed something. Then the darkness disappeared as lights sprang into life.
“Let there be light.”
“I suppose someone should take a look,” Danny suggested.
“Is that you volunteering?” Jimmy asked. Danny looked sheepish.
“Josh and I will take a look,” Colton stated. “The rest of you can stay here.” Colton and Josh looked at each other before heading slowly down the concrete stairs. There were a dozen stairs that took them down about ten feet. At the bottom of the stairwell was a short corridor. Everything was well lit and the walls and floor were both smooth concrete. They walked to the end of the corridor where they found a large steel door with an electronic security lock. The door was built into a concrete wall.
“We aren’t getting through that door boss,” Josh commented as he examined the installation with professional eyes. “That door is solid steel and I guess very think. I am guessing that there will be large pins going deep into the concrete on either side.” Josh took out his phone and took some snaps. “Looks like maybe two-level security. Code and biometric. I will send the photographs to a guy that I know but….” Josh shrugged.
“We are screwed,” Colton vocalized what Josh didn’t want to say.
“Only way in without the code and the biometrics is probably to either drill through the pins or dig around them and removed the whole door but we don’t have the equipment or probably the time for either of those.”
“Yeah, I understand.” Colton felt defeated as he heard footsteps approaching and turned his head to see Hannah and Professor Stafford approach.
“That looks like a problem,” Stafford said.
“Perhaps an insurmountable one given our current situation.”
“That security lock is almost new boss,” Josh said. “No way it was put in sixty or seventy years ago.” Colton and Hannah walked across and took a closer look over Josh’s shoulder. “This is top rated equipment, perhaps eighteen months, two years old.”
“So, not from the nineteen forties then,” Hannah commented. Josh shook his head.
“Is everybody else thinking what I am thinking?” Colton said. The Lady of the House was clearly hiding something from them. She obviously knew more than she was letting on.
“It would take a bit of money to run an estate like this,” Stafford commentated.
“I think that we need to have another talk with Lady Penelope.”
“Can we afford the time?” Stafford asked.
“We can’t anywhere in the timescales that we have without her input by the sounds of it.” Colton looked around the group and shrugged.
“Let me do that Colton,” Hannah suggested. “I have the ways to make her talk and what she is experiencing now will soften her up a bit.”
“I don’t like the idea of torture,” Stafford said.
“It is nothing like that Professor,” Hannah said gently. “I promise.” Colton looked at the way Hannah’s soothing tones and honest expression calmed the Professor and he nodded. It sounds like they had a plan. They smaller group excited the underground passage and back into the natural light. After Colton had given instruction for the trench to be filled in and something found to cover the hidden entrance he strode back to the house with Hannah. “I will get her to talk Colton and I won’t have to resort to knuckle dusters or bamboo sticks under fingernails.” Colton nods. “Just no guys in the room.”
They were just tidying up after having their dinner when Colton had sent Danny and Professor Stafford to the closest supermarket to pick up some supplies. Partly it was to get some supplies but he also felt it best to get Stafford out of the way whilst Hannah had her chat with Lady Penelope. Colton finished drying the last of the dishes and handed it off to Hannah who stacked it in the cupboard. “Well, I guess that I should get on with this.” Hannah commented and headed for the door. Colton watched her go and silently wished her the best of luck
Penelope could fell the sweat on her forehead start to run down onto her face and groaned. Yet more indignity to pile on top of the rest. It had been a long day of lying almost immobile with her massive three level down cocoon pressing in her from all sides whilst suffering the stimulation of the vibrator through her diapered groin region. It didn’t help that every intake of breath was through another woman’s worn panties. Despite trying to avoid the embarrassment of doing so on she had to use the diaper and along with the many results of being stimulated by the vibrator had no doubt that it would be a mess down there. Although, judging by the sensations it did seem that the diaper had done its job it was supposed to do well. Then there was a crinkle and swish of fabric rubbing and Penelope knew that Marissa was moving around. Penelope had forgotten that the maid was lying in a down cocoon beside her. “mmmuurrpphh,” Penelope moaned and started to squirm a little as the vibrations started to fully kick in again. Then the sensations stopped and Penelope sighed with relief. The batteries had obviously run out. Just after the vibrator had cut out there was the sound of carpet being disturbed, that was the door opening. “mmmpppfffttt,” Penelope mumbled and tried to raise her head enough to see what was going on but the amount of down around her made that impossible. Perhaps, a harder core workout down the gym was needed when she got out of this.
“Hello, Lady Penelope,” Hannah said with a smile as her face appeared. “Have you enjoyed the day?”
“mmmooohhh….” Penelope groaned and shook her head.
“Well, then let that be a lesson to you then about your future behaviour.” Hannah’s tone was like a nanny scolding a naughty child. “Stephanie and I are going to take care of Marissa first and then we will see to you. Lie there are relax or the vibrator goes back on.”
“mmmhhhmmm,” Penelope nodded her head. As she lay back Penelope heard the sounds of zips and Marissa was freed from her double down cocoon. Lucky girl only had two, Penelope was currently enveloped in three!
“Marissa, I want you to behave and this will go easy,” Hannah said sternly. “No nonsense and no talking, even when your gag is removed.” That was the last piece of conversation that was said in the room for a while. Judging by the sounds and smells Penelope could tell that Marissa was fed and they her diaper changed, it was at that point that she embarrassingly thought that she couldn’t wait to get her own diaper changed and she went bright red. The sounds of swishing fabric returned followed by the zips as Marissa was encased back in the down cocoon. “Marissa, we are just going to give you some chloroform to put you to sleep for a while. Just relax and inhale and you will slip off quietly.” Penelope moaned in anticipation as she assumed that was be happening to her soon enough. The silence fell for another minute of so in the room and then without warning there was the sound a zip being pulled and the suddenly the pressure surrounding her body lifted almost instantly. It was a relief. The two women worked expertly and soon managed to have Penelope extricated from all three bags and lying on the bed.
“I think she needs cleaned up,” Stephanie commented looking down at Penelope who blushed. “I don’t mind taking care of that.” Hannah quickly removed all of the bindings from Penelope’s person apart from the wrist cuffs, finger control mitts, gag and panties. Hannah and Stephanie both leaned down and grabbed an arm to help Penelope to her feet. Although a bit unsteady on her feet, the last number of hours locked in the bags had taken their toll, Penelope managed to steady herself and got a look at the bags from this angle and wondered at the amount of material and down that had been around her. “Impressive, aren’t they?” Stephanie asked as if reading Penelope’s mind. The two women went about turning the bags out to give them some air.
“Freshen them up for you later,” Hannah said with a wink. Once that job had been completed Hannah peeled off the tape and removed the panties from over her head. Penelope took a first intake of clear air for what felt like days, although there was the hint of other smells in the air. “Stephanie will take you into the nice toilet and clean you up but no funny business.” Penelope nodded and allowed Stephanie to lead her into the toilet. Once inside Stephanie looked around and say a sturdy looking towel rail. After guiding Penelope across Stephanie undid the cuffs around Penelope’s wrists and then undid the buttons, Penelope was unable to do so due to the finger control mitts that were still on her hands. “Slip off that top.” Penelope hesitated before slowly complying. “Put your wrists either side of that rack. Again, Penelope complied Stephanie slipped the cuffs back on, this time with the chain on the other side of the towel rack so that Penelope couldn’t move. “This is really nice, Stephanie said taking in the surroundings, “bigger than the bedroom in my place.” Stephanie knelt down and pulled down the white pyjama bottoms. As Stephanie carefully undid the sticky tabs on the used diaper Penelope moaned softly into her gag. “Don’t worry, seen it all before.” Stephanie expertly removed the diaper and disposed of it. “Would you like that gag off?”
“uummppff uuurrr,” Penelope mumbled with a nod. With great care, it took a bit of time, Stephanie managed to remove all of the material that made up Penelope’s gag. “Thanks.”
“Just stay quiet.” As Penelope stood cuffed naked to the towel rack Stephanie bundled up the pyjamas and gagging material and deposited them into a bag with the used diaper. “I assumed that you won’t be wanting those again.” Penelope shook her head. Stephanie next found a bowl and went to the sink before filling it with soapy hot water. Next the woman grabbed a face cloth before returning to where Penelope was standing. “Let’s get you cleaned up a little.”
“Wait…” Penelope said twisted her body slightly.
“What did I say about being quiet,” Stephanie scolded and gave Penelope a playful pat on the bottom. “Now, don’t be shy.” Penelope sighed and twisted around again to allow the woman easier access. As Stephanie used the face cloth soaked in the warm. Sopay water to clean her legs, bottom and private areas Penelope closed her eyes, as if not looking would lessen the embarrassment of being cleaned by someone else. From the legs Stephanie worked up Penelope’s body taking particular care around the chest and armpits. “That wasn’t so bad.” Penelope shook her head and then with her eyes closed felt herself being dried down with a large fluffy towel. Finally opening her eyes Penelope watched as Stephanie folded the towel and placed it over the edge of the bath. It had been embarrassing but Penelope had to admit that she felt better, fresher for the experience.
“Thank you,” Penelope said. Stephanie turned around and put a finger to her lips.
“Do you want another gag put on?” Penelope worked her jaw and shook her head. The woman approached and removed the cuffs and finger control mitts before gesturing that Penelope should lead the way back into the bedroom. “Stand next to the bed.” Penelope compiled and found herself standing beside Marissa who was sleeping inside her down cocoon. Hannah was again rummaging through Penelope’s drawers again trying to find something suitable. “Here we are,” Hannah announced as pulled out and held up a skimpy orange swimsuit. “This will do perfectly.” Stephanie nodded. “Put that on,” Hannah order as she tossed it onto the bed beside Penelope. Penelope was perplexed but given what had happened over the past twenty-four hours complied with the instruction and put on the outfit. As soon as the outfit was on, she felt Stephanie’s presence beside her. Gently Stephanie took Penelope’s hands and brought them behind her back before putting the padded cuffs and finger control mitts back on. Whilst this was going on Hannah pulled a silk robe from the wardrobe and walked across to Penelope. Hannah draped in over Penelope’s shoulders before tying the cord around Penelope’s waist. “Hide your modesty a bit.”
“Are we going on a trip?” Penelope asked.
“Just a little walk,” Hannah replied. There was something in Hannah’s eyes that caused Penelope’s heart rate to increase a little. Suddenly, as if from nowhere a balled-up cloth appeared in front of Penelope’s. “Open wide.” After a snort, Penelope opened up and accepted the cloth getting pushed into her mouth, Hannah taking great delight in pushing the before smacking a length of white micro-foam tape over Penelope’s luscious lips. “That is better.” Stephanie grabbed Penelope by the upper left arm and pushed her toward the door with Hannah falling in a couple of steps behind.
Colton waited in the corridor until Hannah and Stephanie brought Lady Penelope out of her room and into the corridor. He was leaning against the wall with one foot on the ground and the other foot on the wall. Arms crossed and relaxed.
“So, Lady Penelope we need to have a chat about what we found under that dilapidated ban out there.” Colton pointed in the general direction of where the barn was. Penelope stopped and turned to look at Colton as if just seeing him for the first time. They locked eyes. “Hannah here is going to ask you some questions and I suggest that you answer.” Penelope looked at Hannah, then at Stephanie and then back to Colton. Even gagged Colton could tell that she was putting on her best innocent face. He had seen this before and knew that Penelope was hiding something. He stood up straight and leaned in so that he could whisper in Penelope’s ear. “We found the entrance.” He leaned back out and held up the phone with the photograph that Josh had sent him.
“MMMOOOHHH!” Penelope screamed into the gag and started to struggle and Stephanie’s grasp and Hannah had to reach in and help her colleague restrain Penelope as she made to move toward Colton. The man himself didn’t flinch.
“Seems like you have a feisty one here,” Colton came off the wall and headed down the corridor. Hannah and Stephanie wrestled Penelope off in the other direction until they hit the end of the corridor and then through a door into one of the many spare bedrooms in the house. Although it was two against one Penelope gave a good fight and continued to struggle until they flung her face down onto the bed. Even then she bucked and thrashed against the hold of the two women whilst breathing heavily from the exertion.
“Will you stop this nonsense,” Hannah hissed.
“MMOOPPFF! UUMMPPFF!” Penelope screamed into her gag and continued to buck and squirm.
“Hold her still will you,” Hannah instructed. Penelope felt the force holding her down reduce and set about intensifying her struggles. Then a hand containing a folded white cloth suddenly appeared in front of Penelope’s face, almost obscuring her vision. It was promptly applied to her nose and gagged mouth. Before she could react, Penelope had already inhaled a substantial amount of the sweet narcotic vapour from the chloroform which made the cloth damp.
“uurrmmppff!” Penelope complained in frustration. She had instantly identified the chloroform’s scent from memory and knew that she was about to be going out again. Despite this, she fought hard, jerking and flopping her body. These actions only got slower and weaker though, while Hannah looked on.
“Pointless and futile struggling Lady Penelope,” Hannah commented, “it will just wear you out and I think that you will need that strength later on.” Hannah kept the cloth firmly in place despite Penelope shaking her head to try and throw it off. Eventually the chloroform wore her down and effected Penelope’s ability to struggle effectively, slowing down her motor functions and clouding her thinking. Then Penelope felt tired and stopped struggling, not because she gave up, but because the chloroform sucked away her ability to fight. Her protests moved from strong defiant growls to long, drowsy moans. Hannah watched on as Penelope tried valiantly to fight the inevitable slide into unconsciousness but eventually Penelope’s eyes rolled towards the ceiling and she passed out.
“Anything else on the list Danny,” Professor Stafford said as he pushed the shopping trolley toward the checkout. Danny’s mouth moved as he went through the items in the trolley, double checking.
“No, looks like everything is there.” Danny and Stafford had spent the last hour going around the supermarket and other shops in the retail park picking up all the items on the list that Colton had given them earlier. “Check out?” Danny asked and Stafford nodded in confirmation. They turned the corner and approached the checkout without a queue and with a middle-aged woman with short brown hair. They began to deposit their items on the belt and it started automatically.
“Not seen your faces before,” the woman operating the till commented as she scanned the items through. “New to the area. I’ve been here years me.” Danny and Stafford looked at each other, not wanting to be rude and not answer but also not wanting to give too much away.
“Just having a little break away from things actually,” Stafford replied.
“That’s nice, always good to get a change of scenery,” the woman continued to scan. “Staying at one of those Airbnb places?” Danny nodded and shuffled off to begin packing. “Well, it is usually quiet around here but with that escaped criminal on the loose.”
“Escaped criminal?” Stafford asked raising an eyebrow.
“Yes,” the woman looked in both directions conspiratorially before leaning over. “Yeah, on the local radio news earlier. He escaped during transportation this morning. The police are going to start going house to house searching for him tomorrow morning. Everywhere in a twenty-mile radius. They reckon that he hasn’t left the area. Advising everyone to keep all doors and windows locked until they find him.” Stafford turned his head slowly and looked at Danny.
“Thanks for letting us now,” Stafford said as the woman scanned the last item.
“That will sixty-seven fifty please love.” Stafford opened his wallet and handed over seven ten-pound notes. “Not often people use cash these days.” The woman completed the transaction and handed over the receipt and change.
“Thanks for that…and also the warning about…you know…”
“That’s alright love. Hope that doesn’t put you off. Usually this is such a quiet area.” Stafford waved as he scurried off to catch up with Danny who had grabbed the bags and was heading toward the main doors.
“We had better get back and let Colton know.” Danny said.
“Shall we give him a call?” Stafford asked.
“Better keep off the airwaves for now Professor.” Danny and Stafford heading straight for the car and got in. The drive back to the Manor House was made in awkward silence.
“oooohhhh…wwwhhhaaa…” Penelope moaned as she slowly came to and they jerked and her eyes went wide as the fumes from the smelling salts invaded her nostrils and shocked her back to full consciousness. “Wait…” Penelope, startled trying to move her arms but discovering that her wrists were cuffed together and stretched out over her head.
“Welcome back to the land of the conscious,” Hannah said leaning over Penelope. “Now, time for that chat. We have some questions that you need to answer.”
“About what?” Penelope managed to raise her head off the plump pillow that it was lying on and look down to find that she was held down by heavy straps to what could be best described as a massage table that had been adapted with bondage kit. “I thought you guys were in charge and knew everything.” To Penelope it actually looked more like medical restraints, there were loops around her ankles and just above and below her knees. There were also straps across her hips and just below her breast, a quick attempt at movement informed Penelope that she was basically stuck fast in place with no ability to move apart from her arms which she could wiggle a little. With the skimpy outfit that she had on it all left Penelope feeling a little exposed.
“Oh, don’t get me wrong Lady Penelope we are definitely in charge here,” Hannah said as she stalked around the table where Penelope was currently lying. Penelope’s eyes followed her around the room. “However, you haven’t been very truthful with us. Have you?” Hannah stopped at the bottom of the table with Penelope strapped to it and locked eyes with the woman.
“I don’t know what you mean?”
“That hidden bunker with the locked steel door.” Penelope looked away and cursed under her breathe.
“I would advise against taking up poker as a career Lady Penelope,” Hannah opinioned. “Just tell us how to get in and we can move forward without any unpleasantness.”
“I have no idea what you are taking about,” Penelope said as she turned back to stare at Hannah, “and even if I did, I wouldn’t be telling you.”
“This was your last an only chance Lady Penelope. Once the gag goes on it doesn’t come off for a while.” Hannah stated. “Remember that talk I gave and obedience and consequences.
“Is this when you get the thumbscrews out?” Penelope said jutting out her jaw. “Typical, I knew that you were a bunch of thugs from the start. I won’t be telling you anything.”
“That’s what they all say Lady Penelope.” Hannah looked Penelope straight in the eye when she said this. “Stephanie, please gag Lady Penelope and we can get started.” Penelope was about to retort when as if from nowhere a soft, thick cloth was jammed deeply into her mouth. The cloth caused her to gag as it was deep into her mouth. That was quickly followed by a leather padded pillow mouth gag. Penelope fought to control her gag reflex as the buckle on the gag was tightly fastened to secure the gag in place.
“ggrruumm…” Penelope groaned. Her mouth was full of fabric and she was biting down on the leather padded pillow gag that held her jaws open.
“Now, I won’t be using anything as thumbscrews. Wouldn’t want to leave any marks on that blemish free skin of yours.” Penelope raised an eyebrow, perplexed at where this was going. Hannah slowly pulled on a pair of thin, sheer gloves and began to run them across the soles of Penelope’s feet. The sensation wasn’t unpleasant, certainly stimulated. Penelope started to try and twist away but the straps held her fast in place. That was the last thing that Penelope saw as a thick padded sleep mask was placed over her eyes.
“gguurrmm,” Penelope moaned as she lost one of her senses.
“Stop complaining,” Hannah said, “it will heighten the experience.”
“Oh, boss,” Stephanie began. “Before we get started properly…remember what happened last time.” Hannah thought back and nodded. “All that stimulation can get things moving down there.”
“Valid point Stephanie.” All the time Penelope just reacted and moved her head in the direction of who was speaking. “Did you bring something to prevent any accidents?” Stephanie nodded and held up the package. “Good thinking.” Not being able to see anything Penelope was worried and started to turn her head to try and get as much information as possible. Then without warning she felt the pressure from the strap over her hip release as it was removed. “Raise those hips Lady Penelope.” Penelope replied with the request and felt her skimpy swimsuit bottoms removed. There was a crinkling sound and Penelope groaned as the diaper was unfurled and positioned. “Now, drop that butt back down.” As she complied Penelope felt her bare flesh hit the inside fabric of the diaper. Stephanie quickly applied the diaper and then put the strap back in place. Penelope groaned as the strap was tightened. “There that wasn’t too bad.”
“uummpphhm” Penelope moaned.
“Now we can begin,” Hannah stated as she walked around the table with Penelope trying to follow the sound of the footsteps. They stopped at the end of the table and a split-second later Penelope felt the soles of her feet attacked and reacted by trying to move them away but she was held fast in place by the numerous straps. “Bet you weren’t expecting that?” Hannah asked. “Tickle torture is the use of tickling to abuse, dominate, harass, humiliate, or interrogate an individual. In this case the latter. While laughter is popularly thought of as a pleasure response, in tickle torture, the one being tickled may laugh whether or not they want to or not.” Penelope was very ticklish and couldn’t help to start laughing and snorting behind her gag as the sensation intensified. “In a tickling situation, laughter can indicate a panic reflex rather than a pleasure response. Tickle torture may be a consensual activity. However, forced tickle torture can cause real, physical and mental distress in a victim, which is why it has been used as an interrogation method in both ancient Japan and Europe.”
“uummpphhff…mmmpphhh...hhaauupphh…” Penelope mumbled into her gag in a mixture of laughter, moans and shrieks.
“Sounds like this dirty little minx is enjoying this Steph” Hannah said as she did circular motions up and down Penelopes foot and then ran a finely bristled brush back and forth across Penelope’s deathly ticklish toes. Penelope laughed into her gag. “Though laughter is ordinarily a pleasant and welcomed reaction when it's brought about by tickling, it can generate acute and severe stress since laughter is, fun or not, inevitable. The one being tickled laughs whether they want it or not, despite of whether they find the experience pleasant or not,” Hannah lectured. Now, it’s time to get serious.
For the next fifteen minutes Penelope was subjected to the most intense sensations of her life. She now knew why she was scantily clad and bound the way she was. It gave them easy access to attack different parts of her body. First the soles of her feet, then the back of her knee, inner and outer thighs, navel, midriff, ribcage, neck, armpits and finally the palms of her hands. The sensations intensified as the two women made their way around her body, Penelope thought that tickling was supposed to be fun and playful but this non-consensual tickling was frightening, uncomfortable, and painful for the ticklish sensations being positively excruciating. Penelope felt herself feeling not that great, scared about where this was going. She tried to writhe and squirm but the straps held her in place. There was no escape. And it wasn’t just their fingers and hands they used. Tongues, feathers, brushes with rubbery bristles, an electric toothbrush, a pin wheel and a hairbrush were all used. There was no answer that Penelope had to this, aside from further laughter. To be tied like this, completely helpless as the gang used tickling to torture her, it was a humiliation. The tickling of her underarms had already been going on for some time and Penelope was short on breath. The flicking against her smooth hollows was utterly unbearable and she shook her head from side to side almost violently. She felt as if she was losing her mind! How could being tickled be so bad?! This forced tickling was causing her real physical and mental distress. Then suddenly from nowhere Penelope completely loses control over her body and she was forced to use the diaper. “Told you that was a good idea.” Stephanie commented.
“Let’s give her a little break there,” Hannah said. Penelope was glad of the break and was even happier when Stephanie removed the gag.
“I could go another hour of that,” Penelope commented between huge intakes of air.
“That was only fifteen minutes Lady Penelope,” Hannah said with grim satisfaction, smile like a stiletto blade. Even with the blindfold Hannah could tell that shook Penelope on as the woman’s body slumped despite her big talk. “Next time it will be half an hour, then we will just jump to the hour…”
“Can I have my gag back please?” Penelope asked breathing deeply. “I have nothing to say.” Hannah admired the woman’s spirit but knew that she would break in the end when she entered a state of tension, fatigue and anxiety. Hannah nodded. “Wait!” Penelope called out. Hannah smiled. Not so tough. “At least give me some dignity and change my diaper.” Stephanie stuffed a fresh cloth into Penelope’s mouth and reapplied the pillow gag. Hannah nodded and Stephanie pulled out a fresh diaper. Once that had been changed; they started again.
The night air was fresh as Colton came back from a quick walk around the grounds. A quick look at his watch told him that he had been away for around forty-five minutes. “Perhaps give it some more time before checking in with Hannah.” Not that he would ever admit it to any of the team but he was a bit anxious about the way things are going. As he approached the house, he saw Danny and Professor Stafford coming the other way toward him. The Professor looked particularly animated.
“Boss, we have a problem,” Danny said. Great! Just Great!
“Whatever it is, it surely can’t be as bad as a concrete bunker with a steel door and a high-tech security system.” Colton tried to make a joke of it but the look on both of their faces told him that it was serious. “Don’t ever play poker lads. Come on then. Out with it.” Stafford quickly gave Colton the rundown of the story that they had heard from the checkout operator.
“Sorry to be the barer of bad tidings Colton,” Stafford said.
“Are you sure?” Colton asked. Both Stafford and Danny nodded.
“We checked the local news outlets when we got back.”
“What else could go wrong?” Colton asked. No sooner as he uttered that question than the sound of an engine approaching in the distance. The road was too far away and the engine noise was increasing which suggested that the vehicle was coming up the driveway. “What now!”