Manon and Belle, Part 19
So after this I am going to pause Manon and Belle's tale for a little while. Before it gets to its eventual conclusion a number of other characters appear. I'm going to introduce their back stories, so that their parts in the remainder of this might make a little sense at least to a reader.
Please, comments are always welcome. For clarity all characters are fictional, or fictionalised (is that a word?) versions of historical figures, who have appeared in my alternate reality. They are all over 18 if they are involved in any sexual activity. Places are often real, sort of, but I've mangled things either accidentally or deliberately to suit my needs for the story.
Christy gave a little snort quietly when she saw the two girls. Melissa of course hadn't been able to move so her bottom was completely on display, her little pink anus and swollen, pink and wet pussy were clearly presented to Manon and Christy, as her spread legs opened her out to their view.
Janine had contrived to wriggle back down the bed, pressing her pussy back into Melissa's face, who it had to be said didn't seem to mind as she was vigorously licking Janine towards what Manon thought must be her third orgasm, since they had heard Melissa's second.
Melissa couldn't see behind herself, but Janine's eyes went wide when she saw her doctor standing naked beside her mistress, and said something in protest into her gag.
"Quiet Janine, you have no say in who I choose to allow to see you like that," Manon said and after a moment Janine nodded.
"Now then Janine, I admire your enterprise, but I think you've been greedy, and poor Melissa must be getting tired," Manon said and Christy joined her laughing when not only Janine protested, mumbling into her gag, but Melissa pulled her head back a little, saying "I'm good mistress, honestly."
"Even so, that's enough," Manon said. "Christy, would you release Melissa from her armbinder please? Melissa just stand up and stay still, I haven't finished with you, not by a long way."
"Christy," Manon asked as the doctor was apparently frozen in place.
"Sorry, yes my lady," she said, and went to work unfastening the arm binder strap from Melissa's collar, who despite what she'd said groaned in relief and flexed her neck from side to side to ease her discomfort. She helped Melissa stand up then, and commenced unfastening the armbinder.
Manon stroked Janine's face and chest, and teased her nipples a little, making her squirm and make cute noises behind the ball of her gag. Taking her gag off she told Janine "that's enough for you now. As soon as you are well enough my little cavalier you can expect the same as Melissa is about to get and more."
"Yes miss," Janine said, after a delay. "Good girl, now, sit up and relax."
"Do her other arm please," Manon told Christy, as she lifted one of Melissa's arms and clipped her wrist cuff to the short chain that she pulled down from the top of the four poster. This left Melissa tightly stretched out in an 'X' facing the head end of the bed.
"Open," Manon told Melissa, and put the ball gag she'd just removed from Janine into Melissa's mouth and buckled it tightly on.
"What are you going to do to her?" Christy asked nervously.
"I'm going to use that flogger on her, continuing what I was doing before. And then perhaps I'll use that paddle on her bottom, and possibly the tawse too," Manon said, smiling as she heard a little gasp from Janine and a murmur from Melissa from behind her gag.
"Problem?" Manon asked Christy, seeing the look on her face.
"I've never seen anything like this," Christy said quietly. "I'm sorry, but I think I ought to go, I can't be sure I won't interfere."
"Well Christy," Manon said, a slow grin spreading on her face, "you can of course leave any time you want. Unless," Manon said, leaving it hanging.
Christy swallowed nervously, "unless what my lady?"
"Unless I stop you, prevent you from leaving or interfering, so that you have to stay and watch," Manon said, holding Christy's eyes on her own.
"Prevent, how?" Christy asked.
Manon gave a soft laugh, and nodded her head at the things on the floor, even more pleased that Belle had brought a lot more than were strictly needed.
"Chain you up of course. Ankle cuffs perhaps, your elbows locked behind your back. A gag to keep you quiet. A collar, to show your obedience. If you want," Manon said.
"Oh god, really?" Christy asked, but Manon just waited. Christy had to make her own mind up if she wanted this.
"Nothing else? I mean no pain," Christy said, and Manon smiled to herself, knowing that Christy had in effect just said yes, trying to put conditions on her acceptance.
"No, nothing more than the restraints, nothing you don't agree to," Manon told her.
Christy nodded at her, a deep blush spreading up over her neck and face. "I need to hear it Christy, what do you want?" Manon told her.
"I want, I mean, please, will you," she lost her words for a moment, and had to start again. "I mean, please my lady, I'd like to stay, and be chained, by you," she said.
"What a fun evening this is turning out to be," Manon said smiling. "Stand up straight Christy, feet together, hands behind your back," she added a little sharply.
Christy moaned a little but did as she was told. Manon picked a simple leather collar up, and held it in front of Christy so she could clearly see it. "If I put this on you, if you agree to wear it for me, it means you are promising to do as I say while you are here."
"So, do you want to wear this for me now?" Manon asked.
"Yes please," Christy said in a very quiet voice. Manon smiled and threaded it around Christy's neck, lifting her thick braid of dark brown hair out of the way first before doing the buckle up. She'd left it loose, as this was probably Christy's first time in a collar and Manon didn't want to scare her. Well, only a little anyway.
Manon bent down and sorted out a pair of ankle cuffs, the elbow binders and a panel gag, placing them all by Melissa on the bed where Christy could easily see them. "Open up Christy," Manon told her, holding the panel gag up in front of her face.
After a little hesitation Christy did as she was told, and Manon pushed the gag home, reaching behind Christy to do it up at the back of her head. "If for any reason you need to stop, to be let out, just hum a tune loudly, and I'll release you. Nod if you understand."
Christy nodded, so Manon picked up the elbow binder. It had two leather cuffs linked by a short chain that could be adjusted for length. "These go above your elbows around your arms Christy, and I will pull your arms as close together as I can. If it is too painful, or rather when it becomes too painful, hum and I will stop and slacken it off a little."
"It's meant to be uncomfortable, to remind the girl wearing it of their role. Which in this case is to be my good girl, and do as I say," Manon said.
"I want you to be helpless, dependent on my mercy, unable to stop me doing anything to you that I want," she whispered quietly into Christy's ear, licking it gently as she did and making Christy squirm, her heavy breasts swaying slightly.
Manon got both cuffs on her arms, and started to pull the chain tight, forcing Christy's elbows towards each other behind her back. She was panting heavily quite quickly, and squealed into the gag when Manon gave a sharp tug. Manon was impressed, her elbows weren't that far apart, but let a little slack back into it and locked the chain closed through the cuffs.
"My don't you look lovely," Manon mused, as she knelt and put the ankle cuffs on Christy, before clipping them to each other so that her feet were held together. She reached up, and stroked Christy's tummy with her finger tips, running them down over the little bulge and onto and down her thighs.
Janine had been watching all this closely, her tongue tip poking out of the corner of her mouth. "Christy, kneel down there please, where you are. Janine you can go and kneel beside her please," Manon said.
"Now, when Belle and I were at college together, with the twins, they always did the same thing with new girls that joined a house. They'd tie her down over something or strap her up and cane her, perhaps use a tawse, whatever the girl who was in charge decided. I always favoured a hand spanking, as it felt more personal, and perhaps reminded the new girl of when she'd been younger and punished."
"It was both a welcome, and a warning, as punishments were often collective. If a girl behaved badly the whole of her house would probably get the same punishment as she did. Collective responsibility you see. So, this gave them notice of what would certainly happen to them for real at some point."
"It was also a welcome because the new girl would be brought to orgasm, probably several times and almost certainly by several of her new housemates, maybe at the same time, or just after. Or both."
"So, I am going to do the same. Melissa here has become mine, joined my inner household, so I'm going to punish her now, and Janine when you are well enough, I will do the same to you. You are sisters now, to each other and to Belle."
"Yes miss," Janine said quietly. Manon picked the flogger up again, and trailed it down Melissa's back, and then from her ankles up over her legs. "Ready beautiful?" Manon asked, not that she was interested in a reply, she just wanted to rack up Melissa's anticipation who being gagged couldn't say anything anyway.
Manon started to flog Melissa then, gently with just little flicks, going down her back from her shoulders to her bottom, before going down each leg in turn, making sure to take her time and turn the girl's skin a pale pink all over. She then started from the top again, harder this time, until Melissa was squeaking and groaning into her gag.
Manon dropped the flogger on the floor, and stepped up close behind Melissa, pulling the girl's body back against her own and playing with her nipples, making her grunt loudly into the gag.
