Bad Bunny

[cautiousswitch]

“But I WANT to go!”

She actually stamped her foot when she said it.

Rigger Dave maintained a neutral tone with some difficulty.  “We’ve been through this, Anne.  The conference committee has only made arrangements for me to bring two rope bunnies.  You three agreed to a contest and you lost.”

There was a giggle from one of the women coiling rope for the trip.

“I can do just as well with only one assistant.”

“Sorry, master.”

“I’m sure they cheated somehow-“

“Twitch!” Anne stopped her protests, knowing that he was serious when he used their bunny names outside of a demonstration.  “Belt – now.”

She took a deep breath as if ready to protest again but realized that doing so would lead to even worse punishment.  She went to her room and got out her chastity belt.  Left behind for four days and now she wouldn’t even be able to console herself with masturbation.  She left her shirt on to cover her shame and returned to the living room where master had a lock waiting for her.

He kissed her forehead when she had locked herself in.  “Be a good girl while we’re gone and I’ll have Hops and Fluffy pamper you when we get back.  Be real good over the next few months and you will be lead bunny at the big convention.”

“Yes, master,” she said meekly.  He was being very fair considering her current behaviour.  “Thank you, sir.”

He smiled at her and went to oversee the rest of the preparations for his trip.

The house was already pretty clean.  All Twitch really had to do was clean up after anything she did and keep the plants watered.  It was really a pity as having more to do would have filled the time until master and the others returned.  She could watch all the television she wanted, but usually found herself rubbing at her stainless-steel panties after a couple of hours.  She planned on surprising master by giving the play gear a good cleaning, but doing so only reminded her that she couldn’t play until he unlocked her.

By the end of day three, she thought she would go crazy.  Master would just be finishing up his demonstration about now.  She could picture Hops and Fluffy hogtied in front of an audience and her inner exhibitionist felt jealous.  They would finish up soon and be driving home tomorrow.  She had nearly made it.  Just a little longer.

She couldn’t sleep that night and found herself roaming aimlessly around their house.  Eventually, she found herself looking over master’s latest project.  A ceiling fan had been mounted upside-down on a stand.  The controls were wired into a handheld unit instead of onto the wall.  There was a leather slapper firmly attached to one of the blades.  In short, it was a simple spanking machine.  A good spanking could take her mind off being stuck in a chastity belt or it could get her aroused.  Low-Medium-High.  A few minutes on the high setting ought to keep her attention on her backside rather than her frontside.

After a little thought, she got a heavy chair from the dining room and some bondage gear from under her bed.  She kneeled near the fan and turned the blade to see where the slapper would hit her.  She repositioned so that she would get the best possible spank and pulled the chair in front of her.  Originally, she was going to tie her thighs to two of the chair legs but had changed her mind to use thigh cuffs.  With the D-rings she could run a rope around the outside of a leg, under the chair then around again to the other cuff.  This would give her something to thread the handcuffs through.  Smith & Wesson police issue cuffs – she slapped one on her wrist like she’d seen on TV and practiced many times since buying them. 

She took the fan control and handcuff key in her free hand and leaned across the seat of the chair with its back against her left side and wrapped her arms around the outside of the two legs on the chair’s far side.  She found the rope that linked her thigh cuffs and passed the free cuff around it before shutting it around her free wrist.

She gave a little wriggle as she would in public.  They didn’t actually wear bunny tails in their convention demonstrations, but this was the sort of situation where she wished they did.  It was all very secure.  She clicked the fan control on and was soon rewarded with a light tap across her buttocks – then a slightly harder one – then a harder one as the fan was finally up to speed.  Nice, but not enough to take her mind off her being locked up.  She clicked the controls to the high setting and felt harder spanks as the fan sped up. 

Rigger Dave was a genius.  His only mistake was assuming that a bunny left alone wouldn’t play with things until he announced they were ready to be played with.  Normally, they wouldn’t but perhaps  Twitch had been left in less than usual circumstances.  In any event, just one slapper made the fan wobble when it got to higher speeds.  He’ ordered two identical slappers to balance it out, but they hadn’t arrived yet.

So it was that after a few more rotations she received a slap lower on her thigh than she was used to.  She cried out then again.  Then it brushed higher than set just brushing her lightly followed by a solid spank on her ass; then the thigh again.  It was maybe twice a second hitting at random spots.

 By the time Twitch realized that this was not the fun she had intended she also became aware that she had involuntarily dropped the control and key; probably after the first slap to the thigh.  She couldn’t see the floor from her current position.  After feeling around desperately, she was convinced that they were not within reach, but this did not keep her from continuing to try.

By jerking she could get the chair to move slightly.  This led to her getting slapped on more ***ful portions of her hip and leg.  The progress was slow enough that returning to her original position was preferred to possibly getting stuck in a worse position after trying to get away.  

Of course, this meant getting a spanking much longer than she had before.  If the others left early and didn’t stop they might be back in twelve hours.  Six*** hours was a more likely time frame.  And when master got home and found she had been playing without permission? Fortunately, the big convention was a long time off and good behaviour might get to go.  It was highly doubtful she would be lead bunny if she did.  Whether she was released from the belt before then would be completely up to master.  She hoped he would consider this current spanking as part of her punishment when he made that decision.