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 5

I was awakened by the sound of an alarm clock. Cassie must have set it. I was surprised to discover that she had removed my shackles during the night while I slept. I must have been out cold, and hadn't noticed.

I removed my sleep mask and looked over to see Cassie standing there, smiling.

"Good morning, sleepy head," she said, as I picked the medical tape off my mouth. It was 5:45 a.m.

"Remember, we're leaving at 6. So go and get yourself some water or juice like Carol said."

Cassie and I both opted for some orange juice. I guess we both figured that we would need the energy.

At 6 a.m. sharp, we both appeared outside at Carol's van, dutifully dressed as Carol had instructed.

As she and Barb walked over, she called out to us, "You used the bathroom, right?'

We responded affirmatively, like two children responding to their parents.

"OK. Are you ready for this?" Carol asked.

Cassie looked at me. We were both smiling, eagerly but a little nervously. Our excitement was palpable. It was clear that Cassie wanted to do it. So did I. We shook our heads, yes.

Less than ten minutes later, we arrived at the park. On the ride over, Barb told us that the train was scheduled to arrive at 7:03. It would pass near to our location on the trail just a few moments earlier.

"We have to be fully set up by 6:50. As soon as we hear the train in the distance, we'll start recording our video. Hopefully the train won't be late."

Barb continued, "Remember, once we start, we can't stop, or the shoot will be ruined. We'd have to wait another hour for the next train, and by that time there might be too many people around. The camera will be focused on you two for almost the entire time, until the very end, when I'll pan the camera up to the sky with the sound of the train passing by. During that whole time, the e-stim will have to stay on and we won't be able to turn it down, or it would ruin the whole effect. You know that it won't hurt you, but it's going to be really hard to take. You're going to be tied down really well, so you won't be able to escape or alleviate your torment in any way. You'll just have to take it."

Carol added, "I hope it doesn't take the train too long to reach us, but no matter how long it takes, we're going to have to keep the e-stim running strong. I just put fresh batteries in the e-stim unit to make sure it doesn't run out of power during the shoot. For this plan to work, everything has to work, for the

whole

time."

She continued, "So you guys tested the e-stim unit last night, right? Don't even answer that. I know you, so I know you did. What level do you want us to use?"

"14!" we both blurted out.

"14! Are you kidding me!" exclaimed Carol. "That's almost the max!"

"We know! It's fine!" replied Cassie. "Come on, Carol. We tested it, and we know what to expect. It's going to be over the top, and we want it to be. We'll be fine! We're both 22. We're young and healthy. That's who level 14 is for! Us! I want us to be screaming and crying and desperately trying to escape from the very first moment. If we get out there and we're not screaming and pleading for you to shut it off, that would be such a letdown. You've got to go all the way! Please do it. Please!"

"All right! So I don't feel guilty later, I'm going to ask you one last time. Are you sure you want to do this? I ask, because if you say yes, than we will proceed at level 14

no matter what

. Even if it takes longer than we would like. Even if it looks like you are suffering terribly. I hate to see you suffer, especially when you start crying. But we won't let up, even if we get scared. Even if you look like you are desperately pleading with us to make it stop. We won't stop it. We will continue to the end, no matter what," said Carol, urgently. "So, are you absolutely sure?"

"Yes!" we both replied, eagerly.

"Cassie and I talked about this earlier," I chimed in, after a moment. Turning to Cassie, I asked, "Do you want to do our idea?"

Cassie smiled and nodded her head, yes, nervously enthusiastic.

"OK," I continued. "Not only do we want you both to promise not to chicken out with the e-stim, but for the last minute before the train arrives, we want you to turn it up to level

15

!"

Carol was silent for a moment, seemingly not knowing what to think about this. Then, she just turned to Cassie and asked, "Are you sure, honey?"

In her gentle voice, Cassie smiled and said, "We can do it. I'm so excited!"

"Me, too," I added. "It's going to be awesome!"

"We want you to tie us up really well, and then bring it on!" proclaimed Cassie. "The thought of being tied up and gagged while being mercilessly tormented, crying and pleading for it to stop, and not being able to do anything about it - well - that's all I can think about! I can't wait!"

"OK. Let's do this!" said Carol, sounding amazed.

Before we got out of the van, Barb turned to us and said, "Carol and I will walk up ahead of you on the trail and scout out the right location. We'll carry the duffel bags with all the equipment. You two should walk behind us a little distance so it doesn't look like we're together - but not too far behind. Make sure you watch to see where we turn off the trail, and when you get there, just follow the old train track."

Along the trail, Cassie and I walked, holding hands.

"Cass, are we crazy?" I asked her.

At that moment I realized that I had called her "Cass" for the first time. She was beaming.

"Yes!" she said, with a big smile.

Our enthusiasm was palpable.

We looked up and noticed Carol and Barb looking back at us. They smiled as well. They could see how excited we were.

As they walked, Carol asked, "Barb, should we really turn the e-stim all the way up like that?"

"Absolutely we should," replied Barb. "They can take it. They're right, that's what the e-stim unit is made for. You know it won't hurt them. And, they really want it. They'll be disappointed if we don't do it."

After a few minutes, Barb and Carol made a left turn and disappeared into the woods. We soon reached the location and turned left, following the path of the abandoned train track around a bend for a short distance.

When we arrived, Carol had already laid out the dark moving blankets between the rails. Barb was setting up the tripod and fiddling with the video equipment.

Carol looked up and instructed, "OK. Take off your clothes and sit alongside each other on the blanket." Looking at me she continued, "I will tie you, Cutie, and Barb will take care of Cassie."

As Cassie and I sat down and positioned ourselves, Carol produced some rope from the duffel bag - a lot of rope! I watched as Barb put Cassie's arms behind her back, forming the rope into a sort of corset with lots of loops. Little by little she tightened each loop, running up and down Cassie's forearms as the loops gradually pulled them together tightly. It was done in the same way that a person would tighten down new shoe laces. Carol was doing the same to me.

Cassie's arms were pulled nicely together behind her back. She would look good in an armbinder, I thought to myself. She had a birthday coming up. An armbinder would make a great gift for her.

As if she was reading my mind, Carol said, "It's always harder to tie a guy's arms together behind his back. That's why you so seldom see guys wearing an armbinder. Guys have more muscle mass in their upper arms near their shoulders, which make it harder to pull their arms together from behind. At the shop, we have armbinder trainers. They have straps in the back that pull your arms together. To do it correctly, you have to wear it every day, tightening the arms just a little bit each day. I'm talking like a millimeter each day. It would take a couple of months, but at the end your arms will pull together all the way and you will be able to wear a real armbinder. I'll lend one of our trainers to Cass. Just wear it every night for an hour. I'm sure you'll both like that! Once you're ready, we'll have a real armbinder custom made for you! You would like that, wouldn't you, Cutie?"

This surprising twist in the conversation had caught me off guard. I simply said, "Yes," as Carol continued tying my arms behind me. I could tell she was doing her best to make all the loops uniformly tight, though she wasn't going to be able to pull my arms all the way together like Cassie's were.

Carol and Barb continued tying us up. Their rope work was very thorough, neat, and strong. Loops of rope were wound around our ankles, and also below and above our knees, each loop being cinched between our legs and tied off. Another loop encircled our upper torsos, cinched at the armpits. The torso and ankle loops had long lengths of rope dangling.

Carol and Barb laid each of us down gently onto and across the rails. The lengths of dangling rope were used to attach us firmly to the rails. We were laid on our backs but turned a little to face each other. This would permit the very thorough rope work holding our arms together to be visible in the video shoot.

"It's getting late. We need to hurry," said Barb, urgently.

Carol leaned over to us one last time, and asked, "Are you ready?"

We both responded. "Yes."

Barb produced from the duffel bag several clean strips of what must have originally been a bed sheet. Each strip was about two inches wide. She balled several of them up and stuffed the mass into Cassie's mouth. She took another strip and wrapped it around Cassie's head and mouth a few times, forming the gag. Carol tied it tightly, making a big knot in the back.

"Try to yell," Barb instructed.

"Mmmmph," came the well-muffled response from Cassie.

"Very good!" said Barb, who then turned to me, gagging me the same way.

This was the first time I ever really saw Cassie tied up on her own. I couldn't take my eyes off her. She looked incredible in the expertly executed rope work, with her arms tied behind her back. She looked so sexy, all helpless and gagged. She noticed me looking at her, and I could see smiling in her eyes. The image of her tied up like that would be forever etched in my mind.

Carol then approached us, interrupting my thought.

"Before we finish our preparations, we have a little surprise for you both," she said, enthusiastically. "Barb and I have decided that we're just going to start you at level 15! You two hotshots were so adamant that you wanted us to really bring it on, so that's what we're gonna do. Good luck! And, don't try to talk us out of it!" she laughed, as we laid there, very thoroughly tied up and gagged.

Cassie and I both gave a "huh?" sound, and our eyes widened, but not for long. Barb took a long strip of that cotton sheet material and wound it around Cassie's eyes to blindfold her, tying it off with another big knot. Wow, I thought. That looked even cooler! Barb then blindfolded me the same way.

Unbeknownst to us, Barb had looked over to Carol to confirm, without words, that they were really going to start us at level 15. Carol smiled and shook her head, no. She was just trying to add a little thrill to our experience. Barb understood, smiling back. Barb then held up her fingers, first 1, then 4, and after a short pause, a 1, and a 5. She was basically asking Carol if she should still start us at level 14 and then raise it to level 15 like we had asked. Carol shook her head yes, making a little "uh-huh" sound, as if to say "that's what they asked for, so that's what they're going to get". Barb raised her eyebrows, forming an "ooh" shape with her lips.

This was going to be quite a show!

Lying there, my mind raced. I had never been tied up so thoroughly with rope, before. There would be no way for me to escape. I tried to sit up, and then lift my legs, but I couldn't budge! I realized now that there would be no going back. The feeling of total helplessness was exhilarating and frightening at the same time.

"How are you coming along, Barb?" asked Carol.

"I'm all set. I'm just double-checking all the equipment," responded Barb. "What time is it?"

"It's 6:55," answered Carol, "and the train is due at 7:03. Keep a listen for it."

No sooner did Carol say that, when the sound of a train horn came from the north.

"It's coming!" yelled Barb, "Let's start!"

I realized that the train we had just heard was blowing its horn for the station just before ours. We had more time! The train still had to make its stop there, and then proceed our way. It would take at least seven minutes for the train to reach us,

after

it departed from that station - and, it hadn't even stopped there yet! It would be eight or nine minutes before it reached us!

I tried yelling through my gag, but Carol and Barb were scampering around, sounding panicked, as they made their own preparations. They didn't notice me.

Then I heard Barb's voice say, "OK, here we go!"

Then, the jolt hit us. I immediately jumped and yelled. I head Cassie scream into her gag. It was just like Barb had described! It was a continuous, unwavering stream of electricity that shot straight to your nerves. It was unbearable - way stronger than last night! Barb was right - I couldn't stand it! I needed it to stop! I jumped, pulled, and tugged, trying to get away from it, yelling and screaming the whole time. I tried anything to make it stop, but it wouldn't!

Then I heard Carol's commanding, loud voice say, "This is the end for you two! Goodbye!"

As Carol stepped out of the scene, the only sound to be heard was Cassie. She was also screaming. I could hear her crying. The sounds of our yelling and screaming were broken by our jumping and grunting as we continued to pull and tug, trying to escape our enduring torment. It was so uncomfortable - so nervy - so direct - that it was driving us into a wild, restrained frenzy.

The seconds passed like hours. The e-stim didn't let up, and all my muscles were tensed. My energy was being drained, but I couldn't stop yelling and pulling - trying anything to escape! I tried rolling, sitting up, bending my legs - nothing would work! I couldn't budge! The jolt just kept on coming!

Cassie was screaming and sobbing. I'm sure that Carol and Barb were scared by our reactions, but then I thought, this was exactly what we all knew would happen. We told them to bring it on, and now we would just have to take it.

More time passed and still no train. I twisted and pulled, over and over, trying to escape the persistent, direct torment. The constant electrical flow was insane! I kept yelling. Cassie was outright screaming by this point. I thought that I could lose my mind this way. Every breath was a moan or a yell or scream. Carol had gagged us very well, though, because despite all our yelling and screaming, we weren't that loud.

More time passed. I threw my head back as my chest muscles intermittently spasmed from the electrical assault on my nervous system. I wondered where this train was. What was taking it so long? Cassie continued screaming and sobbing.

My mind slowly adjusted to the situation, allowing me pay attention to more than just my electrical torment. It was then that I started to realize how tightly and thoroughly my arms were tied behind my back. Barb was right. The e-stim didn't actually hurt, but my arms were starting to. At the same time, I began to enjoy my situation--just a little. I loved being tied up and gagged, and I realized that Cassie and I must look so cool tied up and struggling like this!

Whatever ounce of enjoyment I was getting from this was far overshadowed by the constant torment of the e-stim, though. It wouldn't let up and it was maddening! My yelling and buckling continued. Cassie was grunting in a way that sounded like she was trying to say "No! No! No!", then went back to screaming with intermittent crying and sobs. It seemed to be going on forever.

Then I heard the train horn. It had taken a long time to get here, I thought. As the train drew closer, my anticipation of relief grew. But the torment continued. I could hear the train, but it still wasn't here! It slowly grew louder, but it still hadn't reached us! Then I felt the e-stim get turned up! Now we were screaming and pulling like crazy! The train got louder, but still, it hadn't passed us!

I couldn't take it anymore! I twisted and pulled, trying to escape. Cassie was screaming. You could hear and feel our struggles through our broken, muffled screams and cries.

The train suddenly blew its horn and got really loud! Then I heard the Doppler effect of its horn as the train passed nearby. With that, the e-stim switched off!

I almost drew a huge sigh of relief, but I quickly stopped myself, remembering to keep silent. I didn't want to ruin the effect and have to go through all this again! Cassie, too, was quiet.

We lied there, still, as the sound of the train diminished. Then, silence.

Footsteps approached us.

"Are you kids okay?" asked Carol.

Barb jumped in, sounding concerned and apologetic, saying "It took so long for that train to get here! I'm so sorry! I didn't know it would take so long."

I could hear that Cassie was out of breath.

Carol drew closer, asking again, "Are you kids okay?"

I was shaken up, but I nodded my head, yes. I couldn't muster any sound right then. I was drained. I assumed the same was true for Cassie.

"OK, then," spoke Carol in a gentle voice. She continued, "We're going to give you a little gift, then. Because we know you both like it, we're going to leave you both tied up for a little while as we break down all the equipment and put it away. Then, we'll untie you both and get out of here. You guys are real troopers!"

As my mind cleared from the trauma of overstimulation, I was able to relax and enjoy my situation a little. Yes, my arms still hurt, but the whole predicament of being tied down so completely, blindfolded and gagged, was a good way to top off this incredible, extreme experience. I could feel Cassie try to position herself closer to me. It was mostly futile, as we were both tied down so well, but we were able to at least rub our knees together, in a feeble attempt to snuggle. The feeling of both of us being tied up at the same time was a major turn-on.

About ten minutes passed before Carol and Barb began to untie us. As Carol worked to untie my gag, I heard Barb ask Cassie how she was.

Cassie responded to the question in a weak but relieved voice, gently saying "I'm ok..........wow!"

Pulling the gag from my mouth, Carol asked, "Are you ok, Cutie?"

"Yeah," came my reply, sounding as drained as Cassie's, while Carol continued untying me.

I looked over at Cassie. Barb was still undoing the ropes holding her arms together. There next to her on the ground was her blindfold. It was soaked with tears.

Cassie looked traumatized. When she looked at me, she saw that I was, too. Then she smiled. As soon as she was free, she came over to me and we held each other. Neither of us had the energy to stand yet.

"Are you guys really ok?" asked Carol. "I'm worried that it took too long and it was all too much for you."

"You don't need to worry," said Cassie.

"It was just like you said it would be," I added. "It was really tough - really over the top, but what a cool experience."

"Yeah, it was," said Cassie in agreement. "We made it!"

She was starting to sound just a little more cheerful.

"How did we do?" Cassie asked.

"Well, I was very, very worried. I saw how you were really suffering. I was scared that it was taking so long. Really scared. But......you were both

amazing

! I don't think I've ever seen a better bondage peril scene. Not from the porn industry. Not even out of Hollywood. I think you're going to be blown away when you see the video!"