Happy Endings... (Part 4)

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Its to the point where Mae's teasing pushes you to shameless audible moaning and hip thrusting. It could just be weeks without release chained up half naked like Mae's *** in this apartment. Having to look at Blue and Red's attractive figures everyday. You still can't get the image of Red's face out of your mind after her assault on you. The fact that her attitude and actions of a cold indifference to you hasn't changed just makes you even more interested in her, and what must be going on in her head. Not to mention you ended up in this entire situation simply because you were trying to get your massive libido under control, has you feeling very much like an *** in heat.

You have stopped even thinking about escape all together. Which is strange because you can reflect on those changes, and are smart enough to sense that you are being slowly brainwashed into being Mae's little pet slut. Its not that you don't sense or feel these changes taking place or are unaware of them, its just that you don't feel any sense of urgency or care about them. You actually are quite happy, those feelings you know are genuine. You could spend the rest of your life chained to Mae's radiator, your whole universe consisting of these three little rooms and a window, and not want for much. But you also suppose its similar and the same for any other brainwashing victim so who are you to judge, as you abandon all reason.

You tend to stare at Red and Blue when they are around. Blue has warmed up to you and she often will smile at you with the same warmth Mae does. The intense level of desire has overcome the last shreds of your dignity as well. You need to be fucked, relentlessly and ***ly, and the memory of Red over you, with your arms pinned to the wall above your head, and her hand on your exposed body makes you quiver. Am I actually lusting after that little psychopath you wonder.

That evening the girls sit in the kitchen playing cards and drinking wine. Which is rare, it seems Mae makes it a point to close the shop one day per week so everyone has a day off to relax. On that timeline you have been here, what 3 weeks or so? Time and keeping track of it even as a concept is something you have been struggling with. You sit on the floor staring at Blues ample cleavage wishing you could just loose yourself in it as she rides you cowgirl style. Fucking hell you have it bad.

Mae notices your stare, and your semi hard erection. Says something teasingly to Blue, who makes eye contact with you and blushes but this time she doesn't break eye contact. Now its Reds turn to be visibly flustered as her usual show of cold indifference starts to crack. This seems to amuse Mae, as you hear her take a tone trying to calm the girls down. Everyone is drunk and the card game has taken an interesting tangent.

Red starts pleading a case to may, and Blue perks up VERY interested in whats happening, while periodically glancing at you while wearing a perverted little smile. Mae sits back listening intently, and looks at you smiling. “They think its unfair I am keeping you all to myself, what do you think?” Mae asks sweetly as she pokes you on the inside of your thigh close to your penis with the tip of her toe. You hear yourself squeak and realize both girls are staring at you intensely as you feel your face start to turn red as you look away at the floor. Teasing and torturing you like this has always been a part of Mae's fun, and apparently that extends to the girls as well. As you realize she has been dangling your naked ass in front of them for quite a while, doing a number on their level of sexual depravity as well.

Maybe its just that Mae had to be confident that you were not going to try to run or do anything stupid again, as you rub the bruise under the chain on your ankle. And you feel shame at how stupid and silly you were. Everyone goes back to ignoring you as it sounds like Mae concedes but gives them conditions. Red expression says something like “Wait what, thats all it took really?” you guess she was expecting a bigger fight. Blue looks happy, because you guess she would have never found the courage to act or take action on her own. They both nod in agreement and Red says to Mae at least what it looks like to you, “Yay!, I love you so much, But you know you have been doing this all wrong.” as stands up and heads down the hallway to her room. Blue pours another glass of wine for herself and fills Mae's again while she is at it. As Red comes down the hallway with large worn looking cardboard box.

She sets the box on the table as Blue and Mae watch Red with curiosity as they sip their wine. Red opens and starts digging though the box pulling out strappy looking leather and plastic looking outfits. She even takes out a cat suit she catches Blue eyeballing. She looks her up and down and you guess she considers that they are about the same size then gives it to her. Blue does a little hop of excitement and hugs her, as Red squeezes her back while giving her a little kiss on the cheek. These two really are like ***s.

After a few minutes of rifling through her box of debauchery, a side you guess Red didn't put out there too much before if at all. But now all bets were off, she manages to find what she was looking for. As she pulls out two pairs of metal shackles that get Mae clapping her hands in amusement. And you let Mae cut the plastic zip tie cuffs off your wrists and replace lock more proper metal cuffs down on them in its place. As you readjust to having some range of motion between your hands, only a foot of motion between the chain, you feel the cold metal of Red locking the other two cuffs to your ankles.

You figure Mae is commenting on how those look so much more comfortable (and cuter) as she smiles at you. The weight on your wrists and ankles has the effect the heavy chain that has been on your ankle has been having on your mind. A gentle reassurance that you are restrained and Mae's, no wait the house pet/slut. And it leaves you feeling warm fuzzy emotions.

Red is not done, and produces two gorgeous looking brown leather worked thick thigh restraints with stamped patterns that remind you of the wild west, or the border art on ***. As they are strapped to your upper thighs you feel even more exposed and ***. Everywhere you look and feel on your body is pressure or weight and an anchor point to hold your exposed body down or pin you up so you can be properly handled and fucked ***ly. Its all becomes too much and you feel weak in the knees, you sit back down in your usual frog pose and the thigh restraints only squeeze you tighter and you more feel ripples of pleasure run up your spine.

All the while, Blue was perusing Reds box of toys, exploring and playing around. Every now and then she would get a little excited and was stealing a small collection of them for her own. The pile was off to the side like she was not hiding it, but she didn't exactly want to talk about or acknowledge it either. And Red was either to drunk to notice and tease her about like she usually does, or was feeling like being a good and supportive *** today and letting her do her thing at her own pace. It seemed she clearly was not going to let Blue have you to herself, but she didn't mind sharing either.

“Ohhhhh” you hear blue exclaim! As she pulls out leather collar with a bell attached, then manages to find a leash. You see Mae nod in approval, and now its Blues turn. She takes a big gulp of wine and you hear the bell jingling as she kneels toward you. Yeah shes drunk you think as she is all smiles and whispers at you sweetly. You close your eyes and feel her soft hands work the collar around your neck locking it down tightly. The leather is supple but thick and now you feel it squeezing down on you constantly like the restraints on your thighs, as well as the sound of the bell jingling with every movement you make. As you explore this new object invading your neck Red approaches you with yet another lock and attaches it to the collar as well.

You feel like its been made so you can't ever escape, not that you want to. And you whimper another slutty little moan just thinking about your captivity as the pressure of the restraints turn into their own source of whorish pleasure.

Edited September 24, 2020 by Deleted Member

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Beautiful story and I cant wait for the next stage I love reading these and I fantasise about being a sissy sub slut