Turning to the bed, he emptied out a shopping bag. “Look what I bought you!” he called
cheerfully to her, lifting up a rubber ball with a leather strap through it. “A real gag!
And here is a pair of nipple clamps. The guy at the adult marital aids store said they
can be screwed down as tightly as you want to give as much pain as you want. Isn’t that
nice?” Oh, and here is a really nice goodie. This belt goes around your waist. The strap
here goes between your legs. And see what’s attached inside that strap? Right! That’s a
dildo to shove into you, and this smaller one is a butt plug. You can guess where that
goes. These buckles let me put it on you as tightly as I want.”
He paused to stroke the phallus replica. “I shouldn’t have bought this for you. It is
really showing too much kindness to a woman who cheated me out of a wish. But I’m sure it
will give you some pleasure during the hours when I’m gone and you’re tied up here.”
He laughed at his joke. Little did he know that giving her pleasure when left along and
bound tightly was exactly what that device would do. Jeannie had been bound with one of
those on her before, and found that by struggling she could obtain very nice orgasms. She
forced herself not to smile.
Leaving the new toys on the bed where she could see them, Marvin retreated to the
kitchen where he opened a can of stew and heated it in the microwave. Then he returned
with a bowl of it and a spoon.
“Lunch time, little girl,” he told her cheerfully. He knelt down again and offered her
a spoon of the beef stew. Rebellion filled her mind but she forced it down. Basic
survival came before revenge. She opened her mouth and took the stew in.
It was obvious that his feeding her was neither an act of kindness, nor the act of a
servant. It was simply another way of showing her just how dependent she was on his
kindness. And how helpless she was.
She ate it as fast as he spooned it in. She was hungry and, while not the best stew she
had ever eaten, it was satisfying her hunger.
The meal over with, he informed her, “I’m going out again. I’m talking to a real estate
agent about buying a nice, big house someplace where I can enjoy the good life and keep
you my prisoner.”
For the first time since his return, she spoke. “Please untie me. My arms are numb.”
She did not add that her body ached in numerous places. That would only please him. But
most men balk at the idea of actually doing damage to a woman, so telling him she was
having circulation problems might get her into something more comfortable.
Marvin considered the statement. He knew he had bound her very tightly, so her claim
was not unreasonable. He hefted the chain curving from the doorframe to her neck as if
weighing it. “I guess you will still have this to keep you secure.”
When he untied the rope holding her upright, she fell over flat on her breasts. He found
that amusing. The ropes came off and left the usual red indentations in the flesh of her
arms and legs. He gave her freedom to use the bathroom and get the feeling back in her
arms, knowing that the chain and padlocks still made her a prisoner.
When he had loaded his briefcase with gold coins and was ready to leave, he returned to
the bedroom. Jeannie was lying on the bed, looking very much like an exhausted woman,
which she was. Strange how just kneeling there totally bound can exhaust you as much as
vigorous exercise.
Without a word he turned her over and locked a pair of handcuffs on her wrists. Then the
other pair on her ankles. If that had been all, she would have been relatively
comfortable for the rest of the day, but he added a little something extra to her
restraints.
From his original purchase at the hardware store, he took another padlock, pulled her
feet up behind her and used it to lock the handcuffs around her ankles to the handcuffs on
her wrists, making it an all-steel hogtie. He added the ball gag to keep her silent.
Stepping back to view his work, he was satisfied. He especially liked the way this hogtie
made the cuffs dig into the skin of her wrists and ankles. No circulation problems this
way, but she would not be too comfortable. Then he left her for the rest of the day.
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