Bondage Maiden · Part 1 (1/2)
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On the edge of Sherwood Forest in a little tavern, Robin Hood and Little John were plotting against Prince John. "In three days the King's ward shall be visiting Nottingham."
"Aye, it's all the village folk can talk about these days," agreed Little John.
"What the people don't know is that our clever Prince John is secretly sending 5000 pieces of gold with Lady Marion to the Sheriff. The purpose of that gold is to crush our little rebellion," added Robin. Little John looked at his friend in amazement as Robin Hood continued. "It is my plan to use that gold to release King Richard from his Austrian prison and return him to England. In addition, we shall abduct Maid Marion and her travelling companion Lady Anne for a tidy ransom."
A little smile touched Robin's lips and a twinkle came into his eyes. Little John, observing this, asked, "Why do you smile
Robin grinned broadly, "My spy tells me that Maid Marion is known in a very select circle as the Bondage Maiden. It seems the Lady Marion enjoys being thoroughly trussed and silenced. When we abduct her, we shall certainly accommodate her passion."
A day and a half later a royal carriage was stopped by the side of the road to rest the horses. Looking out toward the green meadow, Maid Marion felt the cool wind touch her creamy face and toss her thick raven black hair. She turned and walked over to her head coachman and asked, "Tom, how much longer will it be before we come to that quaint inn you have been promising us?"
"It will be about four hours, Milady. We should be there just before dusk," the coachman said.
Soon after, Lady Anne laced her fingers with Marion's and whispered in her ear, "I have a surprise for you. Come with me." Lady
Anne led Marion to the coach, gently pulling her inside. Soon she was rummaging about below the bench seat, from whence she pulled out a large black wooden box. Marion, seeing this, asked (fearing she knew the answer already), "Anne, what are you up to, and what is this mystery all about?!" Lady Anne smiled sweetly at Marion and opened the hinged box. There inside were various lengths of ropes and colored silk scarves.
Marion's fears were confirmed. She told her friend, "Anne, this is not the proper time or place for subjection!"
"But you haven't seen my surprise for you yet,"
Lady Anne purred as she picked up a white scarf out of the box. "Now open!"
she commanded. Marion did so obediently as Lady Anne wadded the scarf and pushed it deeply into her mouth. "Do not consider pushing that out with your tongue. If you do you'll certainly regret it! Now turn your back to me and place your hands behind, palm to palm." With a little tremor of excitement, Marion complied with Lady Anne's wishes. She soon felt the cord encircling her wrists. She felt the familiar bite as the cords dug into her flesh when Lady Anne cinched them tightly between Marion's wrists.
Lady Anne likewise bound her elbows in the same manner, leaving Marion's arms helplessly pinned behind her back. How desperately Marion wanted to spit out the silk wad in her mouth! Yet she longed for the next piece of silk to be stretched over her face; to feel the soft coolness of the material against her skin as she fought the silence it created.
Marion didn't have to wait long, for Lady Anne had already prepared a long strip of white silk that had been folded and knotted in the middle. Lady Anne wedged the knot between Marion's ruby lips while quickly securing the ends firmly against the nape of her neck.
Once more the ends were brought around Marion's mouth. The remaining ends of the gag were again knotted at Marion's neck, leaving her a muted victim of Lady Anne's desires. Lady Anne took another silken strand of rope and bent down, looping it around Marion's ankles several times, tying the loose ends stringently between her ankles.
Satisfied with her work, Lady Anne looked at her friend with amused contentment and said, "Now for my surprise." Her hand reached for the black box once again. This time she pulled out an ivory handled dagger. Seeing this, Marion shook her head in protest, finding at the same time that the gag kept her perfectly speechless. Lady Anne gently kissed Marion's forehead to sooth her fears while pushing her back against the bench seat. Without notice the steel blade slashed the back of the seat on Marion's right, then on her left. After removing a little stuffing, Lady Anne found what she was looking for: three sets of straps that were bolted to the frame of the carriage.
With both hands, Lady Anne took one set of straps, brought them underneath each of Marion's armpits, and belted them tightly against Marion's chest until the leather burrowed into her pale green chiffon dress. The next set of straps were again brought between her arms and torso, and were banded together just below her bosom.
The combination of the two straps caused Marion's well rounded breasts to burst out between them. The final strap was cinched around Marion's narrow waist, thus making her imprisonment complete.
But Lady Anne wasn't through. Once more she placed her hand in the forbidding black box to pick out two more cords. She bent down to the carriage floor and looped them in opposite directions around the binding materials that held Marion's ankles together. Two steel rings were imbedded into the coach; one at the base of the seat, the other in the carriage floor. Lady Anne reached for the first rope and hitched it to the steel oval bolted to the seat base, which pulled Marion's ankles up toward the seat. The second rope was drawn to the floor ring and was swiftly tethered there, leaving no slack in the rope. Marion's feet were totally immobilized, as was the rest of her body.
Lady Anne touched Marion's captive breasts, causing a low moan from Marion's hampered lips. "Now, my sweet, I must tell the coachman that you're not feeling well, and wish not to be disturbed," said
Lady Anne as she kissed Marion's silk-covered lips. Without a further word, Lady Anne dashed out the carriage door. Marion was left behind, the perfect damsel in distress. Lady Anne quickly found Tom, the head coachman, and explained about Maid Marion's changed condition.
What Lady Anne didn't notice was the other two coachmen coming behind her with black ropes in their hands. The two men seized Lady Anne and held her arms behind her back. She cried out, "What's the meaning of this?!" Tom chuckled as he answered her question.
"Our Mistress felt you might try to tie her up, maybe even gag her! She said you might make some excuse why she shouldn't be bothered. Now you shall in turn be bound and gagged! First the gagging."
Tom approached Lady Anne with a crumpled black silk cloth in his hand. The counterplot became clear to Lady Anne as she allowed the cloth to be forced into her mouth. Tom was not satisfied that one piece of silk was enough to fill Lady Anne's mouth, so he removed another black scarf from his coat pocket and began to crush it into a ball. Lady
Anne didn't like the thought of more silk being wedged past her lips, but it was useless fighting the iron grip of the two men behind her. Tom packed the silk into the empty spaces until every portion was filled from the top of her pallet to the floor of her mouth. From behind, a folded black silk scarf was brought over Lady Anne's head and soon it too passed between the open lips. The scarf was knotted tightly against the back of her neck, pushing the wads inside against her tongue. The ends of the gag ran all the way down to her buttocks. One of the men handed Tom a black silken cord.
As if he was trying to calm the nerves of a frightened filly, Tom gently spoke to Lady Anne. "Now George and Willy are going to let go of your arms. I want you to bring your hands forward and clasp them together like you were praying." Lady Anne submitted to Tom's request, and watched as the rope circled her wrists three times. He pulled it tight and placed a square knot where she couldn't reach it. He then ran the loose ends between her wrists, looping them around several times before tying them off again. While Tom was binding Lady Anne's wrists, the man called
George was likewise lashing her ankles together. Soon thereafter, Willy placed a lasso around her waist, leaving the ends hanging down her front. Tom grabbed another cord and tied it between her wrists. He brought the cord down and quickly fastened it between her ankles. This put Lady Anne in a rather stooped-over posture. Tom then reached for the lasso's end and wrapped it around her elbows, pulling them in close to her waist.
Before putting Lady Anne in the carriage, Tom took the two ends of the black scarf that gagged her and pulled them down to the rope around her waist. He knotted the long scarf several times about the rope until he was satisfied that it couldn't slip. The scarf tied at her back made Lady Anne look skyward; with her hands tied in front of her it appeared that Lady Anne was praying to her favorite saint for deliverance (which in fact she may have been doing!). Poor Lady Anne was finally carried to the coach and sat down opposite Maid Marion. Tom entered the coach and spoke to his helpless Mistress.
"Does Milady wish to continue with our plan as we discussed it?" Marion nodded her head in response, her dark eyes sparkling.
Tom addressed his next statement to Lady Anne. "There was a reason for binding your hands in front of you. You have roughly four hours to release my Mistress before our arrival at the inn. If you do not, then you shall be bound and gagged for the remainder of the trip. If you can loosen your own bonds, Maid Marion will remain in bondage." Tom paused for a moment, then continued, "If there is nothing else required of me, I shall take my leave."
Marion shook her head violently, moaning through her silken gag. Tom, always courteous to his beloved Mistress, said, "Yes
Milady, what troubles you?" Marion's eyes turned to the black box, still open. Lady Anne knew what she was trying to tell Tom. She hoped he wouldn't find it. Tom looked into the box, but saw only scarves and ropes and wondered what his Mistress wanted him to find. Then his eyes lit up as he picked up a purple scarf. "Do you wish me to blindfold her?" He asked with a grin.
Marion again shook her head no. Her eyes returned to the box. Tom was about to lay down the scarf when he saw what his Mistress wanted: an ivory handle which turned out to be a dagger. Tom slipped it into his belt and with that he bid the captive ladies adieu.
Soon the coach was rolling on its way to the inn.
Marion was enjoying herself now, seeing her friend in such a predicament.
Marion thought to herself that Lady Anne was truly a beauty; she had such lovely, delicate features. Her long, corn silk hair, so smooth and fine, was the envy of the court, as were her sky blue eyes. Yet, Marion felt she was most beautiful when in bondage. How pretty the way the black scarf parted her lips, and how it made her golden hair even more lovely to gaze upon! The black cords that neatly embroidered Lady Anne's body were a delight to Marion's eyes. Black was definitely Lady Anne's color, not the light blue gown she wore.
Lady Anne struggled against her bonds for a half hour before giving up. Even if she could dislodge the gag that forced her gaze upward, she probably couldn't reach any of the ropes with her teeth.
Tom and his companions had done too fine a job! How smugly content Marion looked to Lady Anne! Marion had successfully turned the tables on her.
Now she was the one who had to dance to Maid Marion's tune! But Lady Anne was going to have some fun first…
Lady Anne struggled to her feet and toppled toward her bound friend. She twisted her body and fell sideways across Marion's lap. She reached for the top strap across Marion's chest, but then her bound hands slid down to Marion's cleavage and she began stroking Marion's breasts. Marion's nipples soon turned hard under Lady Anne's deft hands.
Low animal moans of pleasure began to filter out through the silk gag.
Lady Anne's sharp fingernails began to press deeper into Marion's skin as she too became aroused. Pain mingled with pleasure, causing Marion to fight back. She tried to squirm back and forth to get away from Anne's touch, but the straps held her firmly. Marion was at Lady Anne's mercy as the arousal increased in both women…
How often in the past they had played this game!
One woman was placed in the role of the helpless damsel, while the other played the handsome prince. In the fantasy, the prince would find his lady fair helplessly bound and gagged. Before releasing her, he would tease her by fondling her private parts, increasing her desire to be taken by him. The prince would then remove the damsel's gag and gently kiss her lips. The damsel would return his kiss with fiery passion and beg that he would take her. After loosing all of her bonds, the two became one in love…
So went their fantasy. Now it fired Marion's blood as Anne mauled her body, almost driving her beyond the brink. Marion opened her eyes and moaned in frustration as she felt the straps being released.
Lady Anne had tormented Marion as long as she dared. Time was running out for her! She had to unfasten Marion's bonds. Lady Anne had no real difficulty unbelting the three straps, but she knew the ropes would be another matter.
She finished removing the last strap from around Marion's waist five minutes later. She then hopped off Marion's lap and sat down on the seat beside her. Marion turned to her side so Lady Anne could engage the ropes that bound her arms. It was slow work for Anne, who had intended to cut the ropes with the dagger. Now she had to dig her fingernails into the knots
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