Stories of Tie Up Games

the origin of this story comes from Latex Lover and this story

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Phoebe chokes a little on the large rubber mouthpiece caught between her teeth. The centerpiece was spread so wide inside her mouth she could hardly keep it in save the leather strap wrapped around the back of her head. Her eyes were sore from crying so hard. She had been a bad girl and this was her punishment.

She had disobeyed her mistress. She is suspended upside down in the cold cemented basement. Wearing only a light t-shirt and tight pair of sweatpants the basement was cold and dusty.

Phoebe had been hanging upside down for what felt like hours. Her lungs felt heavy and her nose felt dry and stuffy. She would have tried to breath out her mouth save the inflatable gag made that feat impossible.

Phoebe heard the footsteps first. Looking around she caught the eye of Victoria through her peripheral vision. Strutting down the stairs wearing skin-tight jeans a tight-fitting silk blouse. A stern gaze scanning the girl hanging upside down.

“So have you thought about what you did wrong?”

“Mm-hmm!” Phoebe whimpers into the gag pleading with her large eyes begging for mercy.

“It is very dangerous for running off like that Phoebe especially in a city you do not know...”

“Pleemphf lemphf mmphf gmmphf”

“We are going to have company coming over so I need you to be a very good girl, okay, that means to get dressed in what I tell you... do as I tell you and behave as I tell you okay” Phoebe grovels into her gag nodding profusely before Victoria sets her down.

“Follow me, or you will be punished alright” Phoebe nods following Victoria’s lead. Across the house into a small bedroom which has acted as Phoebe's room. Victoria pulls two outfits out for her.

“You may choose one of these two”

Phoebe looks down to see a colorful cheerleaders outfit with a crop top and a flimsy skirt. On the other side a black skirt with a short white button-down skirt with what appeared to be a tie.

“Pick one” Phoebe bows her head somewhat afraid of what is to come. She had not been submitted to anything torturous or tormenting save her last punishment. But in one of these little outfits, Phoebe knew she would be uncomfortable.

Selecting the bright student uniform Phoebe set the crop top on then pulled up the skirt shaking her head. Victoria helped her remove the sweater she had been wearing Phoebe removed her sweat pants. Her shoulders were tense from her suspension.

While she was down to her underwear Phoebe felt a twinge of humiliation for while she was suspended she had lost control of her ablutions. Victoria had taken notice and nods.

“Alright you may go shower, when you are done get into this uniform and come right back into this room do you understand” a sob from young Phoebe's lips came with a nod as she walked away.

Going into catch a shower and deodorant. Phoebe took a deep breath composing herself. Every night she had cried at least two times a day until this yesterday. She had tried to escape managed to get outside. But as soon as she walks around she had gotten lost. And so turned around.

It was not until Victoria found her and brought her back home did she realize how doomed she was. When Victoria got her home she quickly set to work punishing her with the suspension and the choking inflating gag. She spent the first four hours crying non-stop.

She felt she wanted to cry now... but her eyes could not quite bring tears to come. Breathing heavily Phoebe took a glance at the little school girl outfit she had chosen and began to dress putting the hose on first. Pulling them up to her waist then she raised the skirt up to her waist before she began to button up the loose-fitting blouse knowing likely Victoria would have her roll it up to show her midriff.

Maybe the only part of this experience she liked so far would be the fact Victoria's attention stayed directly on her. She remembered her dad he would spend the majority of his day away from work. Victoria sat with her, talked with her (usually a one-sided conversation) Phoebe chuckles. She can not be enjoying this it is too weird.

Phoebe shakes her head and tries to remember Victoria is her captor. The only reason she is alive is that Victoria finds her amusing for some reason. Phoebe felt a twinge of fear but tried to keep herself from shaking.

Walking from the bathroom dressed as a little school girl she raised the front of her shirt and tied a knot to the left side allowing her mid-section to be revealed. Victoria sat with a pair of leather cuffs and a ball gag.

“Very good, you are learning” Victoria smiles standing up she puts the cuffs on Phoebe's wrists behind her back. Then buckling a ball gag around her mouth.

“I have been saving this, and I think today is a good day” Phoebe turns to Victoria holding a pink collar with Princess engraved in the leather. Buckling it loosely around Phoebe's neck Victoria smiles

“very good” brushing a hand over Phoebe's cheek she became warm with a heated blush.

Attaching a matching leash to the collar Victoria began to lead Phoebe from the bedroom into the living room. Setting hr by the coffee table. Victoria there bound Phoebe's ankles with two shackles.

“Now sit here I will go get you something to eat you must be starving” as if summoned Phoebes belly groaned in agony she had fled while Victoria was planning breakfast. Phoebe had been suspended for a total of five hours it was well past lunch and nearing dinner time.

Phoebe sat there bored as she heard Victoria fussing in the kitchen. The one thing about this woman she was meticulous. Even with something as small as grilled cheese sandwich she was not content until it was perfect. Phoebe seemed to enjoy this smiling below her gag. Victoria came back wielding a giant salad bowl and two forks.

“As usual I will take a bite then you will take one understand” Phoebe nods looking to Victoria who leans forward.

“Remember what happens when you are bad Phoebe” nodding again Phoebe sat forward allowing Victoria easy access to the buckle releasing the ball gag Phoebe exercised her jaw.

“Good girl” Victoria smiles feeding her some more salad. When the door bell rings.

“Oh good, that is our guest sit here” Victoria encourages buckling the ball gag back on she kneels down and reinforces the leg bonds on Phoebe's ankles. Before getting up and walking to the door.

Her stomach cringing under the desire to eat Phoebe began to accidentally whimper. Coming back into the room is Cheryl the Captain of the ship that had brought them here.

Cheryl stands an athletic redhead in her slender build wearing a nice navy blue dress smiling.

“So this is your girl oh she is so cute can I pet her?” Cheryl asks taking a seat stroking Phoebe's hair.

“Oh dear, when was the last time Vicky has brushed you?”

“ I had brushed her yesterday but she had misbehaved so I needed to instruct her didn’t I dear” Phoebe nods before Vicky turns to Cheryl.

“Would you like to feed her” Cheryl’s eyes grew wide sitting forward taking a fork and Victoria and Cheryl shared giggles as they talked. Phoebe sat diligently as Cheryl fed her and Victoria spoke. Talking they seemed to pass two hours just talking.


When they finished lunch Victoria brings Phoebe to her lap. Resting the child's head to her lap brushing the child's hair with her hand.

“Would you like to help me escort Phoebe for her afternoon nap without one she becomes quite cranky and often misbehaves when she is not given proper sleep” Cheryl sits forward watching as Victoria takes Phoebes leash and begins to escort her.

Phoebe on the floor crawls to catch Victoria. Cheryl and Victoria haul Phoebe onto the bed removing her hand restraints to bind her hands to the headboard and binding her ankles to the footboard.

“Rest well Phoebe I will speak with you when Cheryl is gone” Victoria kisses Phoebes forehead before applying the ball gag back into her mouth.


two hours later.

Phoebe wakes up in the warmth of an embrace. Victoria had crawled into bed and began to snuggle with her. She had never snuggled save with her mother when she was four.

Phoebe began to think disregarding the continued inability to use certain parts. Having to wait to be told to use the bathroom shower and her scheduled meal and nap times. This life was not so bad.

I’m so glad you continued this. Can’t wait for more.

I think Phoebe needs a good foot tickling!

Can't wait for next part

Excellent story, well-written and entertaining.

Rafey

Latex lover request. and many thanks to tickle torture who helped with the creative juices for this story.




When Phoebe woke her vision was blocked. All she could see was blackness waving her head from side to side. She attempts to see anything. She did not like not being able to see. It made her lose a sense of what little control she has. Deciding if this was one of Miss’ tests. She tests her gag.

“Hmophf... hemophf”

“Phoebe quiet yourself I am here” Phoebe nods as she feels Victoria's cool hand on her warm arm.

“You slept like the dead” remaining silent as Victoria sat Phoebe up. Removing her ankle binds Phoebe could feel her legs free to move. But Victoria was not done removing Phoebe's ball gag. She knew this was a test.

Keeping silent was always the best practice when Victoria had removed her gag. She could sense humor from Victoria's lips as she stood. Taking Phoebe by the arm she stands the girl up. Shaky from being in bed for so long. Phoebe began to wobble but Victoria held firm. Guiding Phoebe to the bathroom.

Victoria removes Phoebes leather cuffs bringing her hands forward Phoebe awaited to hear Victoria's instructions.

“I am giving you a ten-minute bathroom break. For these ten minute's you may perform your ablutions and brush your teeth. I permit you to remove the blindfold” Phoebe's hands shot for the piece of leather blinding her.

As the leather rose from her eyes Phoebes eyes grew wide. She had not expected to see Victoria like this. The woman had not bothered to dress yet. Standing in her pale true form Phoebe began to blush. Looking into Victoria's eyes it did not take long for Victoria's true feelings to come into view.

“On my lap... now Phoebe” stuttering in shock Phoebe obeys Victoria had taken a seat on the edge of the bathtub. Phoebe set her arms beside Victoria's legs her fists balling to fists.

“Very bad Phoebe”

Pulling Phoebe pajama pants down Victoria began to spank Phoebe's underwear covered bottom. Ten spanks against each cheek Phoebe began to cry and sob her face gone beet red from holding her breath trying to fight the pain. Wiggling and groaning. Phoebe did her best not to speak until the last spanking.

“I am sorry I am sorry!”

“Better be now stand up” Victoria commands pushing Phoebe off the girl lets out a sniffle before standing up facing the wall. The girl fights her tears as Victoria stands up.

“Now you have five minutes to clean up and dress in your underwear and panties. When I come back you better be in your room head down wearing what I set for you do you understand”

“Yes, Victoria” Phoebe sobbed before Victoria leaves the room. Phoebe scrambles to her bases turning the hot water for the shower as she turns to quickly brush her teeth. Caring more about time then cleanliness after what she felt was good enough she stripped from the rest of her clothing and ran into the shower.

Hating her rambunctious actions she hoped no prayed she could contain herself. She had been so happy to have the blindfold off. So happy to have that one piece of control back in her life she had disregarded one of the few things that kept her safety intact.

Doing her best to clean and rinse her hair she was running out of time. Rushing from the shower drying herself off in a flurry of the towel she rushed out throwing the towel on the floor she grabs the panties and put them on. Putting the little ankle-high socks on next.

Victoria had left a black pair of spandex workout shorts and a green tube top. Getting the shorts on Phoebe had grunted as the spandex uncomfortably tight to her skin. But she would endure. Opening the tube top over her head down to her midriff she raises it to her developing chest.

Victoria opens the door to find Phoebe staring down. Her cheeks still flush from the embarrassment of earlier. Victoria approaches and looks to the bathroom. Then to Phoebe.

“Well, you did the best you could with such a tight deadline” Phoebe acknowledges Victoria is dressed almost formally this time. Wearing a grey pencil skirt a white satin blouse and a grey work coat. Phoebe had never seen Victoria look so formal or business-related ever.

“Alright, Phoebe stand up and walk this way you know how to hold yourself” Victoria states and Phoebe nods. She had been taught to walk her hands folded behind her and her head hung low. The only exception was when she was tied up.

Phoebe walked into the kitchen at the breakfast bar Victoria set Phoebe on a chair. Victoria had prepared a light breakfast of fruit and berries.

“I am leaving for a few hours, I am leaving Cheryl here to tend you. While I am away I expect you to treat her with the same discipline and respect you show me. If I hear one bad report about you young lady I will have you in chains permanently”

“Yes, Victoria I will behave” Phoebe manages timidly pecking her breakfast. Victoria turns to a clock and nods walking to her bedroom Victoria returns a stylish pair of nickel-plated cuffs in her hands she shackles Phoebe's hands in front telling her to stand up Phoebe obliged and Victoria shackles her ankles together.

“Now open wide dear” Phoebe opens her mouth as Victoria sets a leather bit gag in her mouth buckling it behind her hair. Letting the strap stay over her hair. Victoria smiles “now give us a turn”

Phoebe began to turn in the shackles clinking as she moves to grunt her gag once before she sits still as Victoria examines her pet. Pulling the tube top’s bottom just above her middle her white belly revealed Phoebe let a groan of annoyance out before Victoria's head snapped.

“Do I detect arrogance young lady?”

Unsure how to answer Phoebe knew both Honesty and falsehood would both be punished she attempts to find the correct course of action. Victoria slaps her bottom once but hard enough to make a mark.

“Uphf fporphee fhiphfophfia” Phoebe bows her head forcing obedience. Victoria nods.

“Cheryl will be here, she says she has a special guest she wants to introduce you to” Victoria smiles pecking Phoebes cheek before walking away.

“Have a good day. And behave” Phoebe simply bows her head as Victoria leaves. There was nothing Phoebe could do. She could easily walk around the house, all the blinds were closed but they could still get sunlight through the creases.

All Phoebe could do was stroll around the house for the hundredth time. Unable to turn the tv on or even find something to do that could be done with manacles. Then the door opened.

Phoebe recognized Cheryl right off the hop. Wearing a black leather jacket and blue jeans. Phoebe's eyes widened as she looks to the young man at her side.

“Phoebe this is Trevor, Trevor this is Phoebe he is going to help make sure you stay out of trouble right Trev?” Cheryl smiles looking to her little brother. The boy stood a foot taller than Phoebe his arms bronzed with a suntan. He had short spikey blond hair.

“Wow, Cheryl she is kind of cute like that” Trevor rushes forward to touch Phoebe when Cheryl pulls the eager teenage boy back.

“Calm Trevor, you see she can do nothing right now you trample her she could fall and hurt herself that is no way to treat our pet” Phoebe wanted to groan, she could feel Trevor's oppressive eyes ogling her.

“Can I walk her Cheryl?” Cheryl grins looking to Phoebe whose appearance gave the hint of a frightened chipmunk. And Cheryl nods

“you may but first you need something to use as a leash” Trevor looks around before Cheryl walks into Victoria's room to find a three-inch wide posture collar and black leash. Cheryl taught Trevor how to apply this before Trevor clips the leash on and with the gentleness of a ram he dragged Phoebe away. Barely able to keep up Cheryl watches with some enjoyment as Phoebe squirms to keep up.

Crossing the hall Phoebe finally fell on her knees unable to keep up. Trevor continues to drag her by the collar now Cheryl intercedes. Taking the leash from her brother and ordering him to sit down Cheryl kneels next to Phoebe.

“Are you alright?” Cheryl's tone caught Phoebe off guard, she had been used to a calm but witty demeanor or a harsh tone. Not this gentle caring voice.

“Ugh huhf” Phoebe nods and Cheryl nods “get to your knees slave” Phoebe crawls to her knees looking up to Cheryl. Guiding her to the living room Cheryl sits on the couch looking down on Phoebe she smiles as Phoebe still struggled for breath. Hobbled by her manacles Cheryl looks to Trevor who grumbles as she sits on the couch.

“Now stay there Phoebe, keep your behind raised and stay there, this will be your break, to catch your breath” Phoebe puts her head on her forearms and raises her backside raising her bottom. Cheryl places her feet on Phoebe's bottom.

Using her a bottom as a footrest Phoebe struggles to maintain her composure. From being dragged by Cheryl's buffoon of a little brother. Now she was Cheryl's footrest. This was humiliating.

Trevor looks down on Phoebe looking back up to his sister. One could see the young man was full of excitement and curiosity. He wanted to test Phoebe's capacity. Cheryl could see the young man would be a handful to deal with this young slave. She would need to keep an eye on him.

Raising her feet Cheryl sits forward. Grabbing Phoebe by her hair making Phoebe sit up whimpering at the hair. Looking to Cheryl Phoebe quivers as the drool begins to fall down her chest and Cheryl nods.

“Poor little girl, look at those cheeks so red and puffy you’ve been crying a lot today haven’t you?” Phoebe simply nods before looking to Trevor and smiling.

“I know what will raise your spirits” brushing a stream of saliva from Phoebe's chin and wiping it on her denim jeans.

“Dancing there is nothing better for the spirit and the soul then dancing” her eyebrows raise as Cheryl grabs a remote and presses the bottom turning the stereo on. Phoebe stood up. And Cheryl looks to Trevor and smiles

“dance for us a while Phoebe” when Phoebe remained still Cheryl withdrew her belt and used it like a whip slapping the wood of the table to make a giant crack. As if a starting gun Phoebe began to move. She had no idea how to dance at all but she was now restrained in chains it was even harder not to fall.

As she dances she feels her weight shifting the chains entangling her legs. She fell landing her bottom in front of Trevor. Sitting up she tries to stand when she feels a hand on her bottom. Instinctively turning she kicks Trevor's hand away. Cheryl stands up and approaches Phoebe bitterly.

“You never strike your superiors” grabbing Phoebe by her leash Cheryl drags Phoebe away making her wale into her gag. Dragging Phoebe into Victoria’s room the great arsenal of Victoria's restraints now plainly laid out for her Phoebe began to fear what was coming.

(Ten minutes later)

Cheryl had dressed Phoebe in a new outfit. A black and white maids uniform including the head bonnet. Her arms bound with leather belts around the arms and elbows. Her legs bound with a spreader bar. The collar was left but the leash was unattached. Her mouth was gagged with a large black latex ball that spread her mouth she could barely feel anything but pain.

Her middle section was being recently irritated. Cheryl had added some scratching powder. To her stomach moving any part of her body irritates like a devil. Cheryl examines Phoebe in her bondage she could see the girl was in serious pain from the gag alone. The powder on her stomach had her to tears. Bringing Phoebe close Cheryl looks into Phoebe's eyes.

“I know Trevor should never have touched you. But kicking him was unnecessary, accept my punishment like a good girl and I promise Victoria will hear nothing but good reports from me understand” Phoebe nods as best she could and Cheryl nods.

“Very good” kissing Phoebe's cheek she walks out of the room enticing her to follow.

“Alright Phoebe, Victoria expects me to make you a useful slave. Take this duster and go around this floor” Phoebe nods pushing her arms past her midsection accepting the duster from Cheryl's hands. She began to walk around.

Using the duster on every surface. Doing her best not to knock over Victoria’s furniture. She felt the hot gaze of Cheryl and Trevor’s gaze on her. Heat rising to her cheeks as she hunches forward to dust off the television.

It took her little more than forty minutes to dust the main furniture then attempt the smaller items. When she finished unsure how to approach Cheryl she simply bowed her head and Cheryl grins.

“Very good I saw how you worked very impressive but a little slow” standing up Cheryl grabs the vacuum cleaner. It was small and lightweight. But would be very awkward to angle.

“I want you to vacuum the next two rooms completely in under ten minutes, you do that, we can take out the ball gag for something more comfortable understand” Phoebe nods as she takes the vacuum in her hand she stomps on the pedal before scurrying to work. Vacuuming the carpet is a challenge. Unable to move her arms with her stride she was offset by two feet.

Every push of the vacuum made Phoebe's stomach churn with the powder Cheryl had applied. It provided a burning sensation she could not scratch through the outfit. And the costume only pushed it in.

Working up a sweat pushing the vacuum with speed but no accuracy. Cheryl claps her hand signaling the ending of her time and poor Phoebe was halfway through room number two. Breathing heavily Phoebe continued but at a slower pace. The poor girl had begun to wear out quite quickly.

Collapsing before she could finish. Phoebe's vision blurred out to see Cheryl approach with concern. Kneeling next to her Phoebe quietly drifted off to the blackness.

(Later that afternoon)

Phoebe awoke on her bed her hands bound loosely to the headboard. She was unused to loose binds she hardly felt them. Leaning forward she realizes her gag had been changed. A soft cloth had been between her lips now. Gently chewing on it she made a small muffled groan.

“Oh dear, you are awake” Cheryl and Victoria approach both sitting on the bed when Phoebe tried to speak Cheryl presses a gentle hand on the girls gagged mouth.

“I had worked you to exhaustion sweetheart, it seems you are unable to get good sleep with your binds as excruciatingly tight through the night” Cheryl looks to Victoria her sharp eyebrow raised.

“So once a week you will be permitted to sleep with no bonds only a gag. On one condition” Victoria looks to Cheryl who looks forward

“you promise never to make a fuss” Phoebe looks from Cheryl to Victoria. She had tried to escape Belize once before. And got so turned around she wound up coming back to Victoria for safety. No matter how she saw it. She was stuck. Nodding she consents and Cheryl smiles brushing Victoria's cheek.

“Very good sweet pea” Cheryl stands up and walks away leaving Victoria and Phoebe alone.

“Cheryl says you were a very good girl, asked if you could clean the house” Phoebe did not know what to think let alone say to explain, Cheryl had lied for her why?

“You are a very good slave, I think I shall like to have you with me” Victoria smiles kissing Phoebes forehead Victoria closes the door and locks it. Phoebe lays back wondering how things had been so menacing at the beginning of the day had now turned out. Phoebe closed her eyes and went to sleep.

This is such a good story, fantastic work! Deserves more attention honestly