Dominated by DNA Part 30

The helpless lady continued her feeble struggles as she was carried carefully up the stairs by her captor, knowing that if she put too much effort into it, she would just slip out of his grasp. You don’t have to do this for me Chloé, James is your boyfriend and I’m just happy to be with people that I can be safe with.

They were at the top of the stairs, and the captive knew that she would soon be in the master bedroom of the house and completely at the mercy of the young man. I shouldn’t act too willingly on this, as Chloé should be the one in this position. She is just too kind, sometimes. The woman lay in her unorthodox angle, getting an unusual view of the master bedroom as she was carried into it, but she lost site of the bed as James turned to the left so that he faced the bed.

As the young man started to bend over, Sara panicked as her body shifted its centre of gravity and she squealed through her gag as she fell back. The landing on the bed was uncomfortable as her arms were folded behind her back, but the bed was soft enough to stop it from being painful. That was a little scary, as I had no control of my body, and all I could do was fall.

“I need to bind your pretty ankles to the bottom of the bed as I prepare you for my pleasure, wench.” James said as he turned the lady around on top of the sheets so that she was aligned properly on the bed. The captive shook her head and made protesting sounds as he picked up a length of rope and firmly tied her ankle bonds to the bottom of the bed.

The lady was made to sit up by her captor as he knelt behind her and removed the ropes that bound her upper arms to her body. I have to be careful how I behave as you do this, as it would not be wise to put up a real struggle. Chloé would not be happy with me if I hurt you in any way. The ropes that tied her wrists to her elbows were untied and Sara enacted a deliberately weak struggle as James pulled her hands into the air.

“Noph! Pleph!” Cried the woman through her gag as her sweater was pulled up her arms and over her hands which left her topless.

“It’s useless, my captive wench. Soon you’ll be bound and naked, and fully available to be taken.” Said James as he took a length of rope and securely bound the lady’s wrists with her hands placed palm to palm before using more cord to tie her wrists to the top of her bed which immobilised her upper body.

Even real struggling won’t prevent you from taking advantage of me, as I’m tied to the bed. The woman was surprised when James lifted her head up and pulled her elbows together. You’re not going to tie my arms like this, surely. There was the familiar sensation of rope that was looped several times around her elbow which was then cinched and tied off, and the lady knew that struggling with her arms was impossible. I can’t even rest my head on the bed with this done to me.

The ropes around the captive’s thighs and knees were untied, which left her still bound at her ankles. What are you going to do now? She shook her head and protested through her gag as the young man gripped hold of the top of her thick cotton tights and slowly pulled them down to her ankles. You’ve stripped me naked, and I’m unable to cover my modesty as my hands are bound to the top of the bed.

The helpless captive was unable to do anything other than watch as James took two lengths of rope and tied the ends firmly to each of her ankles, just above her tights. The other ends of the ropes were tied to the appropriate side and bottom of the bed which ensured that even when the ropes binding the lady’s ankles together were removed, her legs would still be tied to the bed.

The young man untied the ropes that bound Sara’s ankles together and the one that held her legs to the middle of the bed before removing the captive’s tights which left her wearing just ropes and a gag. He walked over to the left of the bed, untied the rope from the corner of the bed and pulled on it, forcing Sara’s right foot to her right. The rope was tied off at the corner, and the young man went over to the right side, where he untied the rope at that corner. Sara’s left foot was pulled to the side of the bed, the rope was tied off, and the helpless lady felt more vulnerable as ever, as her intimacy was on view and there was nothing she could do to prevent its availability.

The captive struggled as best she could, but the ropes allowed her very little movement on the bed. “That’s it, fight all you want my pretty wench, but it won’t stop me from enjoying your flesh.” he leant over the bed and gently squeezed her left breast with his right hand “See, you are ripe and ready, my helpless harlot.”

Sara felt a thrill go through her body at his touch, and she knew that her intimacy lusted for his staff. I want you, but I mustn’t give it away just yet, as that would ruin it. The lady shook her head and made defiant sounds through her gag.

“Still feisty, I see. Well, you’ll be begging for my rod soon enough. I think that I should take your sight from you for the time being.” The young man took a cloth strip from the side, placed it over the lady’s eyes and tied the ends at the back of her head. “That will leave you not knowing where the next touch will land.”

Your caresses will be even more effective on me, now that I am unable to see what you are doing. The woman squirmed in her bonds, wondering where the next touch was going to come from. The young man knelt astride his captive’s waist, and the lady felt the smooth gliding touch of his fingers on her bound arms, which gently massaged her skin and made it tingle. That is so enjoyable, and I’m already about to surrender to you.

 After several minutes, the young man turned around and it was the lady’s legs that received the touch of a pleasurable massage. Soon sweet kisses were planted up and down her legs and Sara was unable to suppress a small moan as the actions fuelled the flame of her desire. “I see that my skills are making you lust after me.” James said, as he continued to kiss and caress her legs.

“Eeph!” Protested the lady as she shook her head wildly, but the kisses on her upper thighs caused her cheeks to turn crimson. This is going to be an incredible evening.

The young man turned around and gently massaged Sara’s torso, except for the intimate areas, and this was followed by more soft kisses which caused the lady to writhe in her bonds. “You will succumb to my seduction soon, my pretty little wench.” James said, at which Sara shook her head again.

Even though she lady tried to resist, the caresses of the mounds of her breasts caused her to moan again as her resistance ebbed and her desire flowed. Oooo, that is so good. Keep going James, I don’t want you to stop. Kisses were planted on her breasts and the fingers slowly and teasingly moved down her abdomen which increased her feelings of lust.

Sweet little kisses were placed in rings around her nipples, and the tips of James’s finger traced fiery feelings on the captive’s Mound of Venus, causing her to arch her back in response. The kisses grew stronger and the fingers pressed deeper, with the captive aching for more and more with each passing second.

Sara’s nipples were gently kissed as James’s fingers moved down and gently glided over the petals of her flower, causing the lady to shiver in delight as her lust grew stronger still. More James, please more! I feel as if I’m going to explode with desire. The fingers went between her petals, probing deep into her, and her nipples were sucked into the young man’s mouth, eliciting loud moans of pleasure from behind the captive’s gag.

The stem of Sara’s flower was caressed and the lady screamed as the jolts of pleasure rocked her body, and she felt as if she was on the edge of ecstasy due to the sweet loving from the young man. Just a little more, please, just a little more.

Just before her body was about to slip into the bliss of release, James stopped the kisses and caresses, and pulled back. No! You can’t do this to me, I need you so badly! Take me, fill me, please me. The captive screamed at the denial of pleasure that the young man inflicted on her, and she struggled wildly in her bonds in a futile effort to free herself so that she could finish her suffering.

“I told you that you would succumb to my seduction, my fine wench. Do you want me to take advantage of your helpless and wonderful body for my pleasure?” James asked.

The woman had no choice but to nod her head and she arched her back, hoping that her desperate need for release would be fulfilled. Yes, yes, I need you. Take me and use me, please!

“I suppose that I could tease you further, but given what you can do, that might not be a good idea. I’ll now please my sexy wench and myself, too.” James said as he unzipped his trousers.

At last, take me. The captive squealed with delight as she was carefully entered by the symbol of his desire, and it seemed as if he had completely filled her flower. The woman moaned through her gag as the young man slid in and out of her and she squirmed from her experience, hoping that he wouldn’t deny her again.

The lady cried out louder as the thrusts increased in speed and intensity and she found that her body had begun to thrust back involuntarily in order to maximise the pleasure from his actions. As the thrusts increased in their power, Sara found that she was arching her back so that her body was offered to her captor.

Her head whipped back and forth as he thrust faster still, and her cries were almost continuous as she was on the edge of bliss. Don’t stop James, please don’t tease me again, as I’ll go mad! The young man slid in and out at his fastest, and the captive was taken over the edge and into ecstasy as the orgasm overwhelmed her senses…

As the helpless woman roused from her reverie, she noticed that the young man was gently cuddling her and whispering sweet nothings into her ear. “I see that you are back with me, Sara. I thought that your convulsions were never going to stop, and I thought about calling for Chloé. Anyway, we have been up here for a while, so maybe we should go back downstairs and see if everything has finished. Chloé wanted to see you in the pink teddy, so I’m going to put you in that.”

The captive blushed as James mentioned the lingerie which was identical to the white one that Chloé had worn. I’ll look terrible in that outfit, and I was only going to wear it for Chloé. If you dress me in it and take me downstairs, all of the others will see me looking silly in it.

The young man picked up the item of clothing and walked back over to Sara, placing it on the right side of the bed as the captive shook her head. “I’m sure that you will look great in it, and you should be more adventurous with your clothes. Are you going to behave while I retie you and put the teddy dress on?”

I don’t have much choice in the matter, as you have me bound and gagged, and I am supposed to follow your instructions anyway, while I’m here. The lady nodded her head to show that she would obey the command of her host.

“After I untie you from the bed, sit on the side and I’ll put the teddy on you.” James said, untying the ropes that bound the lady to the bed, first the cords that bound her ankles to either side and then the rope that bound her wrists to the top.

“Lift your feet up off the floor.”James said. The captive did so and the young man placed the bottom of the garment over her feet and up to her bottom. “You can stand up, now.” James ordered. The lady put her feet back on the floor and rose to a standing position, but she was a little unsteady as her hands were bound in front of her and she was still blindfolded. The top part of the teddy was taken up and around her neck, where it was hooked together and covering the captive’s chest.

“I have to tie your hands together behind your back.” James said, untying the rope that bound Sara’s wrists together and then taking her hands behind her back. Her hands were placed palm to palm and her wrists were bound and securely cinched with a length of rope. Another piece of rope was picked up, her elbows were pulled together and the cord was looped around her arms just below the elbows, cinched and knotted firmly.

Soon, the captive’s arms were securely bound as two long ropes were wrapped around her torso, pulling her arms against her back. The first was wound around her chest, above and below her breasts, and the second bound her wrists and waist together.

Sara yelped as James tied a rope to her wrist bonds, taking it between her legs, and looping it over the waist rope at the front before pulling it tight. “This is much more fun than other slave ropes.” The captor said as he tugged on the rope again, causing the bound lady to cry out again.

The captive blinked as her blindfold was removed and she looked at the mirror in surprise at the woman in bondage. “I told you that you would look good in it, and you should really trust Chloé’s judgement about what to wear. However, we should go downstairs and see what’s happening.”

Sara dutifully followed her captor out of the bedroom…

“Are you certain about this Chloé?” asked Anne as she pulled the French girls hands behind her back and between her shoulder blades. “You don’t know how good I am at this.”

“Oui Anne, I am sure, and I do want to find out how good you are.” Said Chloé, as rope was tightly wrapped and cinched around her wrists by the agent who secured the knot out of prying fingers.

“If it is too much for you, let me know as I don’t want to hurt you.” Anne said, wrapping another rope around Chloé’s elbows and forcing the girl’s arms into a strict reverse prayer. A long rope was looped around the young lady’s upper chest and wrists which ensured that her arms couldn’t move from their present position.

“It is okay, Anne. It is a little strict, but it does not hurt.” Chloé made an attempt to struggle, but any movement is impossible, so she sat crossed legged on the floor. “Is this the position you requested, Anne?”

“Yes it is Chloé, thank you.” Another rope was wrapped vertically and horizontally around the captive’s ankles, securing her legs and two more ropes were used to add a frogtie to each leg, binding the ankles to the thighs.

“It is very compressing Anne, I can see why you do not use this often.” Chloé said as she felt the pressure on her legs.

“This will make it even worse.” Anne said as she ran rope from the girl’s ankles to her neck and back several time before pulling the rope so tight that Chloé’s face were nearly touching her feet and tying the ends off.

“Mon Dieu! Anne, this is almost like a torture! It must be very hard to remain in for any period of time.” Chloé said.

“Open wide, Chloé.” Anne said as she picked up yet more rope. The girl followed her captor’s instructions and the rope was wrapped around her head and between her teeth about ten times before it was pulled very tight and knotted off, leaving two foot of rope.

“Now for the final part.” Anne took the remaining rope and looped it through the elbow bonds before pulling tight. Chloé’s head was pulled back so far that she grunted as her neck was strained. The end was tied securely, and the poor girl felt as if she couldn’t move an inch.

“I did warn you Chloé, I am very good at this.” Said Anne.

Chloé just sat there on the floor, groaning slightly as the rope compressed her body. Anne is a master at this. I must get her to teach her bondage skills to me in the near future.

“I will wait until James and Sara are downstairs before we go, as leaving you alone like this would be negligent.” Anne said. “Wait, talk of the devil.”

The living room door was pushed open and James walked in, followed by the captive Sara who was keeping her head down and blushing furiously.

Anne smiled. “Sara, there’s no need to be embarrassed as you look wonderful in that teddy dress, and pink does suit you. There’s one thing I should have asked earlier. Why actually use the non de plume ‘Pink Widow’? It inspires no fear whatsoever and it must be one of the most silly hero type names ever. No bad guy would ever take you seriously.”

Sara made noises indicating that she wanted her gag removed, which James promptly did and the girl exercised her jaw for a moment before speaking.

“There’s a very good reason Anne, and you already have part of the answer in the question.”