I Heard a Rumor -

Author's note: If you are just joining this series, I suggest that you go back and read the story from the beginning. It will make much more sense that way. Also, and importantly, please note that this is a work of fiction. Always use good judgment and approach real-life situations with safety in mind.

I HEARD A RUMOR - PART 4

A strong, burning smell jolted me. I hadn't realized that I was unconscious, but the pain suddenly woke me. It took a few seconds for me to get my bearings. I was still kneeling, with my hands shackled behind my back. I was still chained from above, helping to hold me in an upright position. I was still gagged, but something felt different, though. The gag seemed to be holding my head so that it was cocked sideways. I could also feel something else. Something was touching my lips. Something was moving!

I blinked my eyes, trying to see clearly. I could definitely feel something else - like my gag was attached to something. Then I felt something similar at my waist. I quickly realized that I was strapped to someone else! Individual straps connected us at the thighs and waist, pulling us together so we touched. I kept blinking until my vision cleared.

All I could see was the side of another person's head. It was like we were joined at the mouth - connected by the gag. I realized that it was a two-person ball gag! At first, I was mortified! Who was this that I was sharing a gag with? I couldn't see the person's face, but I could see that the person was wearing a white mask like the one I had on. Then I saw it: the colorful ribbon! It was Cassie. I was tied up with Cassie! Tied TO Cassie! I could see a taut chain behind her. She was tied just like me--kneeling, with her hands shackled behind her back and pulled upwards by another chain.

She seemed to be waking out of her daze the same way I was. We were probably given smelling salts to snap us back into consciousness. She moaned and tried to speak through the gag, but all that came out was a nondescript "Mmmmph", much like my own sounds. Like me, she was coming to a realization of her predicament. She tried to twist and wriggle, but we were firmly attached, both at the mouth and the waist and upper legs. The straps pulled us together in a very intimate way. But, what was going on?

Suddenly, a large spotlight came on. Then another. I squinted from the brightness. The loud music was gone, and I could hear movement in the room. I could see that we were still in Cassie's room, but we were clearly not alone.

Then, that woman stepped into the light - still wearing a ski mask. She proclaimed, loudly. "So you thought we wouldn't find you, huh? You thought you would get away with it!"

What was she talking about? She paused for a few moments. I could hear humming coming from the darkness behind her.

"It wasn't hard to find you at all! We saw you there on your bike ride, and we followed you back here. We spied as you took your little swim together. How cute! You never knew we were watching - waiting for our chance!"

What?

After another pause, she continued, "How convenient for us that one of you was already tied up! It's like your day of reckoning was meant to be. Well, it's your day of reckoning! Now you will pay!"

Suddenly, my penis and testicles were smothered by a jolt of electricity. It was like the e-stim that Cassie had used on me, but the shock was covering a lot more area. I jumped as the varying jolts hit me. Cassie was also jumping at the same time as me. We were both being shocked by e-stim!

I glanced down to see that we were both naked! I could tell that I was still wearing a chastity lock, and I could barely see some wires coming from that area. I could also see wires coming from Cassie, who was strapped into some sort of metal thong-like strap that seemed to be holding something onto, or, inside her.

We continued to buckle, pull, and groan as the shocks continued. All the while, laughing came from the darkness behind the lights.

"Oh, Sweetie," said the woman from behind the lights, directed at Cassie, "this was all your fault, so we're going to pay extra attention to

you

!"

What had Cassie done?

A buzzing sound began. I could feel vibrations. I was feeling them through my chastity lock, which was pressed up against Cassie's crotch. But, the vibrator wasn't attached to me. It was attached to Cassie! It felt like it was INSIDE Cassie! That strap must be holding it there inside her.

"That vibrator is going to gradually cycle up and down, ALL NIGHT! Let's see how much you can take!"

I could feel and hear the vibrator getting stronger. Cassie started breathing heavily. Then she began moaning. The vibrations grew.

Cassie started moaning and gasping through her gag, ever louder and the vibrations grew stronger. Then she shuddered and started screaming through her gag, pulling and twisting as she tried to escape her torment! She started crying.

More laughter came from the area behind the lights. The vibrator cycled down, and I could feel Cassie grasping for breath.

"Oh, that was nothing. Let's do it again!"

Cassie tried to plead through her gag, making sad little sounds. All the while both of us continued to jump and pull as the intermittent electrical shocks continued to torment us.

Then, the vibrator began to cycle back up. Cassie swung back and forth, trying to release her arms, but there was no escaping. She started yelling, then screaming into her gag, crying and pulling, futilely, but her shackles held firm as she shuddered from the intense orgasm.

The vibrator again cycled down, and Cassie went quietly limp with exhaustion. I was frightened. I tried to think of a way to escape, but being tied together with our arms behind us prevented both of us from being able to reach anything.

For a time, all was quiet. Then, the ski-masked woman spoke, but in a much kinder, sympathetic voice.

"Cass, honey, are you ok? You have us worried back here. You said that we should keep turning up the e-stim and the vibrator, but I'm worried that we're going too far. Are you doing alright?"

What was going on here? Was Cassie in on this?

"Uh-huh," came a muffled but cheerful sounding reply from Cassie.

"Are you sure, honey?" asked the ski-masked woman. "I can turn it down a bit."

"Mm-mm!" came another muffled reply from Cassie.

"Oh, I get it! Are you just hamming it up for the camera?"

"Uh-huh!" came yet another muffled but cheerful sounding reply from Cassie.

"Wow! You are a trooper! Well then, I'll keep turning it up, little by little, but if I think it's too much, I'm going to stop. Ok, honey?"

"Uh-huh!" Cassie again replied, giggling through her gag.

What was going on, here?

"I'll bet your main squeeze here is wondering what's going on!" the ski-masked woman said, jokingly, as she turned towards me. Then she gave me a light smack on the ass and leaned towards me.

"You have the best girlfriend in the world! Do you know that? You told her your fantasy and she made it happen for you! Actually,

we

made it happen for you! I'm Carol, and back there behind the camera is Barb."

"Hi!" came a friendly sounding greeting from behind me.

"I own

The Boutique

. I think you know the place," she said, laughingly. "I hear that you like our shop. I think I even recognize you. You've popped your head in before, haven't you? Did you know that we also make bondage videos?"

I gave a hesitant but affirmative grunt.

"Yeah, we can always spot the bondage lovers. They're the hesitant ones in the shop who look embarrassed, like they don't want to be seen ogling at all the bondage equipment. That's how we know. That's how we met our dear Cass! We love our little Cassie. She's been working for us ever since she turned 21. We're so happy she found a boyfriend like you! Look at you! You are a cutie, yourself! You two looked so adorable in those Brazilian swimsuits!"

Carol paused for a few seconds to observe Cassie to make sure she was really ok.

Then she continued, "I hope you're not mad at us. We wanted to be convincing - to capture your reactions on camera. Oh yes! That was our little surprise for Cassie. We decided to make a video of your little escapade! Cassie didn't know about the video. That was Barb's idea!"

"Now don't worry," she continued, in the way a parent would calm a child, "we made sure to preserve your anonymity. That's why we have you both in those masks. We also hid and took video footage of you on your bike ride and during your swim. We took the footage from a distance, so nobody would be able to tell it was you. Oh my! You two looked so cute, shy and all, as you saw each other in those little bathing suits. It was a delight to behold!"

"We have to get back down to business, now. Cass, we're going to run through a few more cycles of the vibrator and e-stim. Are you sure you want me to keep turning it up each time?"

"Uh-huh!" came another muffled reply from Cassie.

"Well, that will make for a convincing video! Maybe you'll just keep your video hidden away for yourselves, or maybe, you two will become bondage porn stars! I don't want you to worry, though. It will be up to you what you want to do with this video. As I said, your anonymity will be preserved. No one will ever know it was you. But I can tell that this would be an awesome video," she said, hoping her two "victims" would find it exciting.

"OK! Here we go!"

With that, Carol put her ski mask back on and instructed, "Start rolling, Barb."

After a few seconds, Carol returned to her angry voice.

"You don't think we're done with you, do you? Oh, no. That was just the beginning! You are going to

suffer

!"

Suddenly the e-stim came on, and it was really strong! Cassie and I both jumped and gave a muffled yell. Carol had kept true to her word that she would keep turning it up. Cassie and I jumped, pulled, struggled, and cried out as the shocks kept on coming. The whole event felt like the most exciting thing that ever happened to me.

Then the vibrator kicked in, and within a few minutes Cassie was screaming and crying. I think she was hamming it up for the camera, but I couldn't tell for sure. She said it would be okay, though. I have to say that I found her perils to be massively exciting. I was throbbing inside my chastity cage.

Another cycle began, and the electricity was really strong. In some ways it felt great, but it was an awful lot to take. We were both yelling and pulling our arms to try to escape, but the shocks kept coming. Then I heard the vibrator come on, much stronger than before. Within minutes, Cassie was screaming and gasping for air, in a state of irrepressible post orgasm torture. I could feel the tears running down her face.

It didn't last long, though. Carol must have gotten nervous and shortened the cycle. After the vibrator cycled down, Carol stepped back into the scene, saying, "Barb let's roll for another minute, and let Cass pretend that she has passed out."

As the video continued to roll, Barb gradually turned the e-stim down so Cassie would stop jumping, then I felt Cassie pulling away and downward as she pretended to faint.

The video rolled for a few more seconds, and then Carol called out, "OK, Barb, that's good."

Barb began breaking down the video and lighting equipment, while Carol proceeded to untie Cassie.

"Cass honey, you had me really scared, there. Are you sure you're ok?" she asked, as she disconnected Cassie from the gag and freed her wrists.

Cassie let out a deep sigh of relief, still a bit shaken up by the whole experience. Nonetheless, she mustered up a pleasant sounding reply.

"Yes, I'm ok," she spoke, in an unconvincing voice.

"Was the crying and screaming all an act, or not entirely?" asked Carol.

Cassie paused for a moment, as if she didn't want to reveal the truth.

"Well, not entirely. But it was really exciting, and I'm

fine

," she declared, sounding worried that they'd be unhappy that she allowed them to go through with tormenting her like that.

"Really, I'm fine!" she added.

All the while, I remained tied and gagged.

Before Carol had a chance to respond, Barb interrupted.

"Wait. I have an idea! If we're going to go all the way with this video, we're going to need a convincing ending," said Barb, sounding excited.

"Before we break down all the equipment, let's shoot one more scene here," Barb continued. "You already disconnected Cassie, so let's not go through the trouble of re-tying her up. Cass, you just lay on the bed in a clump, pretending that you've passed out. Let's take your boyfriend here off the bed and have him stand in front of it. Bend him over all the way so that you can attach the end of the gag to the footboard, then pull his arms up from behind and attach them to the chain, strappado-style. Since they're both into it, let's crank up the e-stim so he's yelling and buckling, while, Carol, you declare that it's time to finish them off. Then, tomorrow morning, we can shoot the final scene out in the woods where the two of them are finished off. I have an idea for that, too. It will be excellent!"

Carol then turned to me, asking, "Do you think you can do it? Your honey, here, went all the way with the vibrator turned up to max. How about you, Cutie? Do you think you can take the e-stim on max for about a minute?"

I guessed that my new nickname was "Cutie" now.

Cassie looked a little concerned, and she was about to intervene. I felt a little pressured, but I was also intrigued, so I shook my head, yes.

"Are you sure?" Cassie asked, sounding concerned but also smiling at the prospect.

Again, I nodded yes.

"OK, Cutie! Let's get you set up, then," directed Carol.

They disconnected my arms from the chain pulling them upwards, led me off the bed, and repositioned me in front of it. Leaning me way forward, they attached the straps of the gag to the bed's footboard (the straps previously used to fasten the gag to Cassie), pulling my head way down. Then, they brought the dangling chain around, pulled my arms up as high as they could from behind, and attached them to the chain. It was quite a predicament, but as before, I was very securely tied.

"He can't be too comfortable right now, so let's get this over with quickly. Are you ready, Cutie?" asked Carol.

Again, I nodded yes, as best I could.

"OK. Cass, you lay on the bed, in a heap. Pretend you're unconscious, and don't move! Ready? Here we go!"

Suddenly, the e-stim came to life with a jolt that almost knocked me off my feet. The pulses continued in a random way. Some short, some long, some not so bad, some incredibly strong. I yelled and forcefully tugged, trying to release may arms. It must have been quite a scene.

In stepped Clair in her ski mask. With a booming voice, she declared "Now it's time to finish you two off!"

She stood there for what seemed to be an eternity, with me buckling and yelling in torment, and Cassie laying there motionless.

"OK, good. Stop!" yelled Carol, as Barb switched off the e-stim unit.

I exhaled strongly and Carol immediately came over to me and started to undo my restraints.

"Are you ok, Cutie?" she asked as she unstrapped my gag.

"Yeah," I uttered, as I opened and closed my mouth to alleviate my jaw muscles which had just spent a lot of time forced open by the gag.

"Are you sure you're ok? Oh, I feel terrible, now. We shouldn't have done that to you," said Barb, sounding truly sorry and sympathetic.

"No, I'm fine. That was wild," I responded, sounding relieved. Realizing that I was standing there naked, I reached down for the sheet to cover me up.

"Oh, Cutie, don't bother with that," said Carol, instructively. "The way you two look - well - in the world of adult novelties and videos, that's practically business attire! We've seen everything. You both have nice bodies, so don't worry, ok?"

Cassie then approached me and gave me a kiss.

"I hope you're not mad at me for setting this up. I really wanted to give you your fantasy. It sounded so awesome. I especially liked that I could be a part of it, too. I hope we didn't scare you, though," she said, apologetically.

"No, I knew something was up pretty early on," I responded, "If they really wanted to hurt us, they would have done it right then and there. Plus, I knew I never did anything wrong to anybody, and I doubted that you had ever done anything, either. When I woke up and found myself joined together with you by the gag, I started to realize that you were in on it. It was just too coincidental. I just couldn't say anything, for obvious reasons. That sure was exciting though. So, I guess...thanks!"

"Well, you're both real good sports!" declared Carol. "You two are so cute together. Even tied up, you look cute together!"

"And that last scene was awesome!" added Barb. "Thanks for toughing it out! I really think we're onto something here with this video. Wait until you hear what I have I mind for you both tomorrow! It will be a really cool scene! Like, right out of a movie. You're going to love it!"

"I'm telling you," said Carol, "We really could publish this video if you wanted. You are 21, right?" she asked, turning to me.

"I'm 22," I replied.

"All the better! Let's clean up and get some dinner, then we'll talk about it," said Barb.

With that, Carol and Barb proceeded to break down their video and lighting equipment and clean up, while Cassie and I went off to shower.

About an hour later, the four of us found ourselves at the local diner. Though it was a Saturday night, it wasn't too crowded. We found a table off in a quiet corner so we could talk.

Carol began the conversation.

Looking at me, she began, saying, "We probably could have done a better job of introducing ourselves to you. So, I'll try again. As I said, I'm Carol. I own

The Boutique

. It's everyone's favorite shop in town, but no one will admit it! This is Barb," she said, turning to Barb.

"Hello again!'" said Barb, pleasantly.

Carol continued, "Barb has been working with me for over ten years, now. You'll sometimes see her helping me out at the register, but mostly she handles the video side of the business. We make our own videos - not a lot - and we also sell videos, including some that we've produced ourselves."

"Carol wasn't kidding when she says that we've seen everything," added Barb.

"I'll tell you a little story," continued Carol. "One day we had a young lady come into the shop by herself. She was a clean-cut kid. She seemed nice - pleasant, in a quiet way. And, I could tell that she was massively self-conscious about being in the shop. She was rummaging around the lingerie section, seemingly looking for something for herself. But she kept glancing over to look into the back room, where we keep all the bondage goodies. Sneaking a peak, as it were. Now, as a shopkeeper, I have to keep an eye out for shoplifting, so I'm really good monitoring everything going on in my shop. Well, there was no one else in the shop that day except the young lady and I. I was about to speak to her, but then she left the shop. Now, I told you that I know how to spot the bondage fans. I immediately knew that she was into bondage, and I thought to myself that I would probably see her again."

"Well, maybe a week later, sure enough, she came into the shop again! She went right over to the lingerie section, which just happens have the best view into the bondage room. I would catch her glancing back into the room whenever she thought I wasn't looking. I could tell that she was too afraid to go in, and far too petrified to even ask. So, in my most gentle voice, I said "Honey, you know it's ok, don't you?" Well, she looked up at me like a deer in the headlights. So in the most soothing way, I said "Sweetheart, lot's of people are into bondage - way more than you probably realize. There's nothing wrong with it. It's fun and exciting. It can even be adventurous! All kinds of people love it, and it's ok to be that way. Society trains people to think that bondage fans are somehow demented or evil, but that's just not true. From what I've seen, most bondage fans are really smart, nice people. They crave the bondage adventure, and that's perfectly fine. It's also a lot of fun. Many of them are single, and that's fine, too. So, please don't be afraid or embarrassed."