Mandy · Part 1

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Mandy's Road to Submission by Ian Rogers

Chapter One

The girl stood trembling as he studied her, she was squinting because of the sudden brightness of having the blindfold removed, but she could not rub her eyes as her hands were cuffed behind her. Her mind raced with the events of the last few hours, she had been asleep in bed when he had come for her and she had had little chance to scream for help as he pinned her down and put his hand over her mouth. He had pinned her arms to her sides with his legs then produced a roll of duck tape and with lightning efficiency she found herself gagged. She had tried to struggle but she was no match for him and he soon had her hands cuffed behind her back.

This accomplished she had had little choice but to go with him as he firmly led her downstairs and to his car…

She lived a good mile from the nearest house and no one would have heard her even if she could scream, she tried to break free from him as he opened the passenger door but it was no use, he pushed her into the seat and pulled her seatbelt tight across her, then he bent down and she felt him fiddling with her ankles, he attached manacles to them which were chained to the car floor. She was totally helpless and at his mercy. She frantically pulled at her bonds but it was useless she wasnt going anywhere that he didnt want her too.

When he got in the drivers side he lent towards her and put a blindfold over her eyes, when he was satisfied that she was firmly secured he started the engine and she felt the car pull away. They had driven for what seemed like hours and because of the blindfold she had soon lost all sense of direction, now standing here in front of him she had no idea where they were.

She was terrified, but she stood with a look of arrogant defiance on her face refusing to let him see her fear. He came to a halt directly in front of her and smiled, she did not return the smile however and stared stubbornly out of the window. He obviously had other ideas though as he caught her chin in his vice like grip and turned her head towards him, he tilted her head upwards until she had no choice but to meet his gaze.

As she stared at him she realised how striking he was and inspite of her fear something stirred deep inside her.

"Well" he said at last "I can see I will have fun training you" as he spoke she stared straight into his eyes, challenging him, he obviously sensed the challenge as his expression and tone suddenly changed and he snapped out "dont look at me, keep your eyes down" instinctively she obeyed a reaction she was sure was due to the dominance in his voice."very good, thats much better" she tried to toss her head away from him but he kept a firm hold on her chin, "feisty as well, I like that, it gives me something to work with, now i will take you to your room and you can wash and change." Change? change into what? she wanted to ask so many questions but she was still gagged and questions were not an option right now.

He caught her roughly by her arms and dragged her out into a long corridor, again she had no choice but to go with him, even if she could have broken free her hands were still cuffed and she would have no idea where to run to or how to get out of this place. However he wanted her to be in no doubt as to who was in charge here and he escorted her very firmly to another room. They came to a halt infront of a solid oak door. He pushed her inside and the door closed behind them with a foreboding thud.

She took in her surroundings, the room appeared comfortable enough, a large four poster bed stood in the middle and off to one side was an adjoining room that she was to discover was a bathroom, but on closer inspection she noticed the bars on the windows and the array of iron hoops attached to the bed

, walls and ceiling.

He stood in front of her now and pulled the gag off, she opened her mouth to scream and call out for help, "scream away my dear, we are miles from anywhere and we are alone, no one will hear you." These words were delivered with such confidence that she was convinced that he was telling her the truth however human instinct took over and she screamed anyway, for a moment he allowed her to scream as if trying to prove the point then he said, "do you want to be gagged again?" there was an element of menace in his voice and as she had no wish for the gag to be put back on she stopped "thats better, now lets get on shall we?" He moved around behind her and she felt the cuffs being removed, automatically she brought her acheing arms to rest in front of her, she cried out at a sharp stinging sensation as a riding crop was brought down hard on her behind….."rule number one, you only move when I tell you to move" as she stood there with her face glowing she felt a second stinging blow….."rule number two, when I speak to you you say yes Sir, do you understand?" "yes Sir" she replied but the tone in her voice gave her away and a third swift blow left her in no doubt that he meant to be obeyed. "I dont expect you to speak to me in that innsolent tone, you will answer me properly" She tried again "yes Sir" this time he was obviously satisfied with her response as he did not hit her again.

Now I require you to shower and dress in your new uniform, it is hanging up on the back of the bathroom door, you have ten minutes, dont keep me waiting. He walked her to the bathroom, pushed her inside and shut the door. She looked around the room, there were no windows and the only door led straight back to him, she had no choice for now but to comply with his wishes. When she had washed and dried herself it ran through her mind that she would put her own clothes back on to be stubbon, but there was no sign of her clothes he had taken them whilst she showered.

She took down the clothes he had left for her, a black skirt, a white crisp shirt and a black tie, there was no underwear and he had taken her underwear along with her other clothes, so she had the choice of being stubbon and naked or complying and having clothes to wear, reluctantly she put the uniform on knowing there was really little option. When she was dressed she returned to the bedroom, he was waiting for her and he smiled his approval at her new attire. Her old clothes lay on the bed.

"Very nice, now it is time for refreshments and then I will show you the rooms we will be using for your training, this can be as easy or as hard as you want to make it, you decide, but believe me you arent going anywhere for a very long time and i have all the time in the world so its up to you……."

He smiled again as he sat her down and passed her a plate of food and a drink…………….. Despite her fear of what was going to happen next she found that she was hungry and she tucked into the plate of sandwiches he offered her. As she ate she was aware of being watched by her captor.

So far he had not left her alone at all and she had had little chance to plan an escape route. She considered making a run for the door but she was sure he would cover the distance quicker than she would and then what?

He spoke suddenly and she jumped "Put your old clothes on the chair by the door when you have finnished eating then come back here and sit down, you wont be needing them again" "Yes Sir" this was her chance she put her plate down and picked up her discarded clothes. She walked to the door trying to look relaxed. Carefully she placed her clothes on the chair and then without looking back she grabbed the door handle and pulled the door open……

Chapter two

She felt his vice like grip before she was even aware that he had moved from the spot on which he was standing and in spite of her fear a shiver of excitement ran through her, he dragged her back into the room and threw her face down onto the bed, she struggled to get back up but he straddled her body and she was powerless to move. "So" he said "You havent yet learnt to obey me, but you will" his voice was hypnotic and she heard rather than saw the handcuffs, one pair for each wrist and with him still pinning her to the bed she had no chance of resisting as first one then the other wrist were cuffed to the rings on the posts of the bed.

Next he turned his attention to her ankles and with efficient accuracey he soon had her ankles tied to the rings on the foot posts. He tightened the ropes until she thought she could stretch no furthur but he took no notice of the moaning noises she was making, this was obviously a punishment and he wanted her to feel as helpless and uncomfortable as possible.

When he had finnished he stood back to admire the effect. For what seemed like hours he just stared at her and she wished that if he was going to do something else to her that he would just get on with it, but he obviously prefered the atmosphere he was creating by making her wait. Eventually she could bare it no longer and she spoke…."please you cant blame me for…." but he cut her short "I did not tell you to speak, and you did not ask permission so be quiet" "But you must….." thwack, this time he used all his force and the stinging sensation was almost unbearable, but strangely pleasurable as well…."I said silence…obey" Her head sunk into the bed in total submission, she was beaten for now and she knew it but her spirit was not broken yet………

When she felt him lifting her head she thought he was going to speak to her but no he merely wanted to place a blindfold over her eyes, now she felt totally helpless and an increased awareness of her surroundings.

Again she jumped when he spoke…"open your mouth" he commanded, she was in no position to argue but her stubborn nature had not been supressed and she shook her head defiantly, he grabbed her hair and pulled her head backwards towards him but still she remained defiant, the next stinging blow was sharp and swift and she gasped with the shock of it, that gasp was all he needed and he pushed the gag into her mouth before she realised what he was doing, she tried to close her mouth but the gag had a large hard rubber ball attached to it and she was unable to either spit the gag out or close her mouth she continued to fight against him but he was to strong for her and she felt the gag being pushed furthur in and then being fastened behind her. She shook her head, struggling violently at her bonds, tyring to pry the gag out with her tounge but it was useless the gag was going nowhere and the bonds were unforgiving and secure, once more she sank back into the bed knowing that for now she could do nothing about her situation.

She could hear him moving to the side of the bed and tensed, she guessed what was coming next and sure enough ten blows from the crop were dealt in quick succession, but not knowing there were only going to be ten meant there may as well have been a hundred as she had no idea how long this torment would last, or if indeed it would ever stop. She tried to scream to make him stop but the gag prevented her from saying anything all she could do was make inaudiable noises which he chose to ignor and she had no choice but to lay there and endure her punishment.

When he finally did stop he sat down next to her and removed her gag, "are you sorry?" he asked "yes" she replied…thwack…she gasped again in protest, "I asked you a question" "and I responded" she spat out, thwack thwack thwack, three resounding blows this time. It suddenly occured to her what was required and when he asked her again "are you sorry?" she replied "yes Sir".

He smiled, good you are learning, but I think we have a long way to go yet, however I am in agreement with Charles, you will make a good submissive and your defiance will make your submission even more perfect." At the mention of his name she stiffened, how could this possibly have anything to do with Charles, she didnt understand.

She had met Charles a few weeks before and they had spent some enjoyable evenings together, he had even fed her cat for her when she had gone away for a few days on a business trip, but there had been no clues that he enjoyed tieing woman up or having them taken from their beds in the middle of the night and subjected to all kinds of abuse, or had there? now it occured to her that he had never returned the keys to her and this could be how her captor had so easily gained access to her home, but how and more importantly why would he allow something like this to happen to her, he had seemed so nice.

All these questions and many more ran through her mind but she could still feel the sting of the crop and she felt that right now she was in no position to ask for answers, all she could do was lay there and await his pleasure.

After what seemed like hours he finally untied her, wrists first, although they were immediately handcuffed behnd her, then her ankles. He then led her around the bedroom a few times to allow her circculation to return to normal. Never once letting go of her arm he returned her to the bed and told her to sit. "now" he said" if you have any questions now is the time to ask them" She stared at him in amazement, of course she had questions, questions were racing through her mnd right now but when she opened her mouth to speak no words came out. He smiled "I am sure you want to know why I brought you here dont you?" she nodded weekly.

"well that is a simple one, I brought you here because you desired it" She opened her mouth to protest but was silenced immediately by him raising his hand. "You will learn never to interrupt me" he said This was too much his arrogance stirred her anger and renewed her courage and she rose to her feet to protest.

Again he was too quick for her and he forced her to sit back down, "Would you like a repeat of that uncomfortable hour you have just spent "he enqired "or will you do as you are told?" she nodded defiantly to show that for now she would comply, actually if she were honest wth herself his forcefulness and imposing presence were begining to stir feelings inside her that she had not felt for a long time, and besides her hands were still tingling and her wrists and ankles were sore from their bondage and she had no wish for him to use the crop again just now.

"As I was sayng, you have been brought here because you have expressed certain fantasies and needs and desires to your friends, and we have a mutual aquaintance who feels you are a natural and he wants you to be trained, so here you are" He smiled at her as though what he had just said was a perfectly normal everyday statement to make.

"Trained?" she blurted out, "Trained as what, and how do you know Charles, I dont understand." On this occasion he allowed her outburst to go unchecked……"as a submissive of course, Charles feels you have great talent and I must say I tend to agree wth him, I am very much looking forward to your training, we will get to know each other very well during the coming months" Again she rose to her feet, "you cant keep me here for months" she shouted "or make me do what you tell me, now let me out of here and take me home" she stared at hm waitng to see what effect ths outburst would have.

He looked at her and shook his head then he slowly got to hs feet and took her arm, but she was having none of it this time and she shook herself free. This tme he grabbed both her arms from behind and although she struggled with all her strength it was no use and with her hands out of action she had no chance of winning. "I think it is time you saw some of the other rooms here" he said.

He pushed her towards the door and opened it, then half pushing half dragging her he took her down several corridors and three flights of stairs, until finally they came to another imposing looking oak door, he opened it, never for one second letting go of her arm and pushed her inside then he turned and locked the door behnd them. Now she knew she was trapped this room had no windows and you couldnt break the door down with an axe. Slowly she turned and took in her surroundings.

The room had a long table in the middle of it with a thin padded top and several leather straps of varying sizes running the full length of it.

There was also a large solid looking chair that was bolted to the floor, and this too had various leather straps attatched to it. to one side was a large frame shaped lke an X, this had mannacles at all four corners and at the far end of the room was a work bench whch seemed totally out of place in here.

He came towards her now and roughly forced her in the direction of the table, she was exhausted from her struggles and he easily pushed her face down over the table and positioned her so she was lying flat again just as she had been in the bedroom. First he secured her ankles with the smaller of the leather straps, then he used the next set of straps to secure her thighs, then he pulled a larger strap across the small of her back and pulled this tightly across the table.

When he was happy that these were all as they should be he turned his attenton to her arms, first he removed the cuffs then he pulled her arms high above her head, he fastened her wrists in the same way he had her ankles, then her arms just below her shoulders were subjected to the same treatment as her thighs. when he was sure she was bound firmly to the table he walked round to the front of her and blndfolded her.

She expected him to use the gag next and she squeezed her mouth tightly shut determined that he would not get his own way this time, however he obviously had other ideas because the gag was not produced."Now" he said at last, "It is time you learnt to count" Thwack, she gasped at the pain, Thwack she gasped again "Your still not counting, you will count the strokes, one Sir, may I please have another, two

Sir, may i please have another and so on, do you understand?" "Your not serious, you cant really expect me to count like that" she said indignantly.

Thwack, "I still cant hear you counting, we are going to count to twenty, how many strokes it takes to get there is really up to you" It occured to her that he could keep her like this for as long as he wanted and use the crop over and over if he so desired, this being the case it would be sensible for now to do as he said. Thwack, "One Sir, please may I have another" "you didnt listen did you? try again" thwack, "one sir please may i have another" " oh dear, your not making this easy on yourself are you? one sir may i please have another, not please may i, try again" She glared at him, "does it really matter?" she spat, he smiled, "That depends on how sore you want to be by the time this is finnished, now count"

thwack "one sir, may i please have another" "good thats much better, you may" how she managed to reach 15 she didnt know and she was about to cry out to beg him to stop, that she couldnt make twenty, but with an expertise gained only from experience he sensed that for now she had reached her limit and at last the punishment ended, she lowered her head onto the table in relief, but inspite of herself she could feel a warm tingling glow inside, maybe some hidden inner part of herself had actually enjoyed it.

He walked round to the top of the table and removed the blindfold, then he bent down so he was at eye level, she looked straight at him, "dont look at me, look down, i will look at you" she obeyed, she didnt want any more just now. "I am going to untie you now, have you learnt your lesson this time?" he asked "yes Sir" she replied, she was too exhausted to argue.

"good, now lay still, dont move until i tell you too" it only took him a few mnutes to remove her bonds, then he said "OK you can sit up now, I will help you" he gave her a few minutes to adjust to being upright again, then he said " ok I want you to come and sit in this chair now, are you going to obey?" again she nodded, "yes Sir"

He helped her to her feet then led her over to the chair, he gently pushed her down into it, she didnt resist this time although her burning cheeks on the hard surface of the chair were agony, but when he bent to pick up the straps she said "please Sir permission to speak" "granted"

"you dont need to use those Sir, I wont try to escape" He smiled at her, "these arent here to stop you escaping, I dont think you would be able to escape from here even if you tried, no these are part of your training and therefore a neccesity" now she knew she was beaten and she put up no resistance as he secured her in the chair, the straps worked in much the same way as they had done on the table except the end result was that she was secured upright instead of face down.

Next he blindfolded her again, then he said "open your mouth" she knew what was coming and she hesitated, but she had no wish to get back on the table just yet and she obediently did as he asked, he pushed the gag into her mouth and fastened it behind her head. She heard him walk to the far end of the room and rummage in what sounded like a drawer, she was desperate to know what he was going to do next, being bound gagged and blindfold made her feel very vulnerable but it wasnt an entirely unpleasant sensation.

Finally she could hear hm walking back towards her, he walked behind the chair and she tensed as she felt him wrap something around her neck but after a few seconds he removed it again and she relaxed somewhat. Then she felt him fiddling with one of her wrist straps and lifting her wrist, again he wrapped something around it and then removed it and fastened the strap back on. He repeated ths process on one of her ankles, then she heard him walking away again.

She felt so tired she just wanted to sleep but the chair was hard and uncomfortable and made her sit in a very ridgid upright position that made her back ache, and it took all her effort to remain even reasonably comfortable. After what seemed like hours he returned and again she felt him fiddling and securing something around her neck. He then turned his attention to her wrists and she felt both of them being released from their straps, then something was fastened around them that felt like leather bracelets, but they did not feel uncomfortable. Again he repeated the process with her ankles.

When he had completed his task he removed her gag and blindfold, she squinted at the harshness of the light and it took several minutes for her eyes to adjust, when she could finally see again she looked down at her wrists. She had been right, they were both encircled with what looked like leather bracelets, the difference between these and the straps on the chair was that instead of a buckle fastening they had tiny locks on them and on the front of each one was an iron hoop, she tried to look down at her ankles but the chair straps still held her firmly in place and she could not sit far enough forward to see but she guessed they would be the same, as was the new neck cuff she was wearing.

Now she understood the sensation from before he had been measuring her to make sure they were a perfect fit. He spoke suddenly "You will wear these all the time" he said, "they are a symbol of your submission, and they also allow me to tie your wrists and ankles together quickly and efficiently if you give me reason to, now I am going to untie you and take you upstairs, you need to eat and then I am sure you will be very tired." Again he asked "are you going to obey" "yes sir " she replied. "Good you are learning"

He released her from the chair and handcuffed her again, but this time in front, then he took her by the arm and led her from the room and upstairs to eat.

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