Elaine stroked Michael's hair, rocked him quietly in her big mohair arms with his head leaning on her massive bosom. She felt his scent of fear and excitement and her nipples got hard, bulged visibly under the thick knitted sweater covering her amazing breasts. She closed her eyes and whispered comforting: "Just be a good boy now and everything will be fine. I will keep you safe; you will always be secure by me, darling."
She put him down in front of the couch, on his knees, and wrapped her thighs around his waist and arms, locked him in place. Michael's primary reaction was to object and instinctively made an effort to avoid the entrapment but it wasn't possible, he was caught between her huge legs.
Elaine gripped his chin and reminded him about the situation: "Stop it Michael. First of all; you are mine and you are to do exactly as I tell you. And second, don't forget I am superior you physically and love to show that anytime, so if you make the tiniest effort to revolt I will immediately punish you, and it will be even worse than the spanking. And good for you to know that I will
love
it... will love any reason to punish you, while it brings me such wonderful excitement... to teach you, to humiliate you, to get you understand you belong to me, dear."
With him still stuck between her legs she reached for a skein of leather. "Michael, look what I have for you... This is a head harness, handcrafted especially for you... it's a gift... and it's time for you to try it on."
She tightened her hold until Michael started to moan, then she gently pushed his head backwards, took his chin in a firm grip and forced a muzzle gag into his mouth. The connecting harness soon encircled Michael's head; over, sideways... under. It was combined with a wide leather collar, which finally was buckled around his neck. The whole harness system became very tight when Elaine thoroughly fastened all straps and buckles. The muzzle was anchored deep inside his mouth and prevented very effectively further conversation.
She stood up, raised Michael on his feet, looked at him... gave him a friendly hug at the same time she put her big lips towards the silencing gag and kissed him... or did she kiss her harness outcome? "Wow, this is my boy!", she commented with satisfaction. "Did I tell you that I like you? And especially now when I've got hold of you in such a satisfying manner. But we are not quite finished yet... Come."
All had gone very quickly... In spite he tried to avoid Elaine gagging him he had not been able to. She had forced his mouth open... he couldn't get away... It was strangely shocking to be forced into silence. Why did she? He tried to spit it out... remove it with his tongue... but he couldn't while the tongue was locked... flat down the cavity, no chance... the whole mouth was occupied... and the straps were very tight all around his head... He must try to communicate... but he got aware his pleading just became guttural sounds... How was he going to get rid of it? He realized he had to take it easy... wait until he was left alone or something...
Elaine took his hand, intertwined her fingers with his and escorted him, hand in hand, further into the mysterious house. Although she had kicked off her shoes she was still at least one or two inches taller than him. "By the way", she asked, "Have you reflected over the fact that you belong to a woman right now? And she has grappled you into submission... she has spanked you and gagged you... and you have not been able to prevent her from doing it. What if she brought you one level more of helplessness, how would that feel... how would you deal with it? " Michael looked at her with surprise, as if he didn't really understand the meaning. "Never mind...", Elaine smiled, "This way, darling."
They entered a big empty room decorated only with a huge thick quadrangular carpet. There were no windows. The room was illuminated by sconces on the dark blue velvet walls. A silvery chain was dangling from the ceiling; its end seemed somewhere right over the middle of the black carpet. It was very quiet.
Elaine headed him onto the carpet, stopped under the chain. She reached out, grabbed, and swiftly attached a snap link in the end of the mysterious chain to a metal eyelet on top of Michael's harness. Leaving him standing there she went towards a grey metallic box placed on one of the walls. It looked like some kind of operative central.
Left on the carpet there was at a sudden an opportunity... his chance to ungag himself, in order to get a discussion with Elaine... request her for a bit more respect... Yes, that wouldn't be more than fair. He fingered for the buckles... they were difficult to identify... and very thoroughly strapped... Come on!
Standing by the control box Elaine observed his effort... Without haste she pushed a button and the chain slowly started to pull up. Michael almost lost his balance when he suddenly was forced upwards by the chain heading for the ceiling. He had to give up his rescuing attempt and concentrate at not losing balance. He ended, forced by the stretched chain, standing high up on his toes. In frustration he made an objecting mumbling noise, although he stopped when Elaine came back and gave him a stern look. His situation right now seemed quite vulnerable.
She brought a bunch of white rolls. Michael waved his arms to maintain balance. "These ones...", she explained, "are elastic bandages... very strong, very effective and also very self-adhesive. So, if you don't watch out, you might pretty soon become pretty disabled. How sad you didn't succeed in freeing yourself from the gag, Michael. But you see, if you would have managed... I would have taken you down again, spanked you even more... and put the gag in place again. You will become aware, that there is no way out when in my hands... there will be no more opportunities for you from now on... I will show you."
She started wrapping his legs, one by one, all way down finishing off with his feet. Thereafter, starting from his hips, she carefully wrapped his legs together... tight, tight... lap after lap with the strong elastic bandage... Once again all way down his feet which she enclosed side by side in a solid viscous package.
