Order An Intruder Part 18

Eva untied the ropes that bound the two captive girls to the tree. First the ankle ropes were removed, followed by the knee ropes, the ropes tying the girls’ arms to each over, and finally the waist-tie/crotch-ropes.

“Now, my helpless captives, time to go to the kitchen.” instructed Eva. Davinia and Serena walked slowly, as they had been motionless for a while. It wasn’t long before they entered into the kitchen though.

“Sit down on the chairs, facing away from the table.” instructed Patricia. Davinia noticed that there were two chairs facing each other which were about a foot apart, that were alongside a table. Davinia sat in the chair which had its left side to the table, while Serena sat in the other one. Patricia worked on removing Davinia’s hobble rope, while Eva removed Serena’s ankle bonds. When this was done, the two ladies placed the girls’ legs together, before tying their legs securely at the ankles, below and above the knees, and at the mid-thigh. Finally, the socks that they had been wearing over their stockings were removed.

The ropes around the girls’ arms and chests were removed and finally their wrists were freed. Davinia watched as her arms were brought to her front and placed together, her hands were positioned palm to palm, and her wrists were then bound firmly with rope. Next, her elbows were brought together and were securely tied.

Davinia was puzzled by the next part, as her flat hands were wrapped together in bondage tape. Why are they tying us up like this? Is this so that we can’t untie each other? Davinia was turned left so that she sat in her chair facing Serena, and saw that Serena was exactly in the same situation.

Rope was being used by Patricia to tie Davinia’s ankles to the left to right horizontal bar under the chair, pulling her feet off the ground. Then, several loops of a long piece of rope bound Davinia’s lap to the chair seat. The remainder was used to go from the rear chair legs, around the top of Davinia’s hips, and then back to the rear legs, preventing her from standing up. We’ll be able to lean forward, but we can’t go anywhere like this. What are they doing, and why?

She watched as a fork was taped to her hands, on top of her index fingers. Then, a plate of food was put on her lap. “Remember girls, no speaking until we leave the room.” Patricia warned.

Patricia started to remove Davinia’s harness gag and she watched while the gag was taken off Serena. Soon, the two girls were free of the ball that had annoyed them for so long.

“One final thing, you have to learn to feed yourselves like that. Have fun trying, hehe.” Eva said, just before leaving the room with Patricia.

Serena tried to reach her plate with the fork, but couldn’t even get near. After a few minutes, she gave up in frustration. “This is impossible Davinia. How on earth are we supposed to be able to eat. I can hardly bend my arms because my elbows are tied together, so even if I could get food off my plate, I couldn’t get it in my mouth. This is just another form of torture.”

“I think that you are going about it all wrong.” Davinia said with a smile across her face. “They tricked you with a phrase, and led you into a way of thinking. “I think that it is quite simple, but you have to follow my instructions and not speak. Are you clear, Serena?” Serena nodded.

“Okay Serena, move your arms out of the way of the plate.” Serena did so. Then Davinia leant forward, and managed to spear a piece of food on Serena’s plate. “Lean forward Serena, and open your mouth wide.” Again, Serena followed Davinia’s instructions. Davinia manoeuvred the piece of food at the end of the fork, into Serena’s mouth. Serena closed her mouth, straightened up, and then started to chew.

“See how easy it was, Serena. They tricked you by telling you that you had to feed yourself. This is not about feeding yourself, it is about feeding the other person.”

Serena leant forward and speared a piece of food on Davinia’s plate. Davinia bent over and received the portion in her mouth. “They are very sneaky, Davinia. Eva and Patricia telling us that we had to learn how to feed ourselves.”

The two girls fed each other until their plates were almost clean. “I wonder what’s next for us, Davinia?” Serena asked “Could it be another bout of torture?”

“Probably.” Davinia answered. “I still haven’t managed to work out the password, but I think it has something to do with Patricia Heaton. I think I can remember you saying that.”

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Davinia and Serena went silent as the door opened and Patricia walked in with Eva behind her. Open your mouths wide, young ladies.” Eva ordered.

The girls’ opened their mouths and were promptly and tightly gagged in the wiffle harness gags, Davinia by Patricia, and Serena by Eva. The forks were removed from their taped hands, and the captives were untied from their chairs. Then the girls were turned so that their backs were to the table.

“On your feet wenches, we’re taking you into the living room.” Patricia said. Davinia and Serena rose ungainly from their seats and shuffled along as fast as they could. They slowly made their way along the hallway until they stood in front of the closed door to the living room.

Patricia opened the door wide, and the girls gasped with shock!

They were looking at some kind of standing frame, which had two vertical pieces and a horizontal piece on the top. The inside space framed seemed to be six feet wide by seven feet tall. The frame slats themselves were six inches wide, and there were inch and a half diameter holes separated by a gap of the same width, which ran up the vertical parts and along the horizontal part. The vertical parts were slotted into slats on the ground of the same width but about five feet long. From each of the ends of these slats rose a slat at an angle of 45 degrees, slotting into the vertical parts, making a more stable frame.

As Davinia was made to hop towards the frame, she could see that the actual frame part seemed very flimsy, and it was shaped like a T, with the upper part on the outside, but the lower part on the inside. It looked like it would bend in the slightest breeze.

“Don’t worry, that frame can support everybody in the room without any problems. It uses new carbon fibre materials, nanotubes I think they call it.” Patricia explained. “The holes are coated with a nearly frictionless material, so, no ropes will jam. So it can provide many hours of entertainment.”

Davinia was made to hop along until she was just past the frame. She then felt Serena’s back against her own back. It’s not even a guess to realise that this frame is going to be used for our next ‘interrogation’.

Davinia could feel a rope being tied around her ankle bonds. Then a minute later she felt rope being wrapped around the front of her waist. That must be wrapped around Serena’s waist as well, as this rope is at an angle. I presume that they have also tied our ankles together.

Then Patricia went in front of Davinia and tied one end of a single stranded piece of rope to the waist tie at Davinia’s front. Oh God! That’s not double stranded! This looks bad. The rope was threaded between Davinia’s legs. She then heard a squeal from Serena, as the rope was tightened and was now pressing against Davinia’s womanhood. It must be tied to Serena’s front by the way the rope feels. Being crotch-roped with a single stranded piece of rope is not a good situation.

Then Davinia watched as Patricia cut off a very long piece of rope from a reel. She double stranded the ends, and then brought it up between Davinia’s and Serena’s backs. Davinia looked up as Patricia used a collapsible set of steps to reach the horizontal frame and threaded the two strands of opposite directions through the frame. One strand went from Serena’s to Davinia’s side, and the other went vice versa.

Put your arms out in front of you, slightly above horizontal.” Eva ordered. Davinia put her arms out in front of her and watched as the strand that was threaded onto her side was tied by Eva to her wrist bindings. A few seconds later, she gasped along with Serena as the crotch-rope bit into them. This long rope that’s tied to our wrists must be looped around the crotch-rope, and if our arms go down any further, it’ll bite right into us!

“Let’s just watch them for a while, Pat.” Eva said. The two women sat down and watched the helpless captives in their predicament.

Davinia was holding her arms steady, trying to avoid lowering them any further and therefore causing the crotch-rope to bite, but the strain was increasing. It won’t be long before I won’t be able to hold my arms up anymore. If even one of us falters, then it will hurt a bit.

A short time after, Davinia felt the rope bite into her womanhood. It seems that Serena can no longer hold her arms up. It doesn’t seem that bad though. I wonder if relaxing my arms would make any real difference. Slowly and gingerly, Davinia rested her arms. The crotch-rope bit into her more, but the discomfort was acceptable. At least it’s not too bad, and it’s more tolerable than the ache in my arms.

Davinia, stood there for a while with a feeling of discomfort in her womanhood, but at least her arms had stopped aching.

“I see that you two have been relaxing in your bondage. Don’t think that we didn’t notice.” Eva said.

“You are bad girls again, trying to fool us. I’m afraid that you have to be punished for this.” commented Patricia, just before she walked out of the room. A minute later, she walked back in, carrying two metal buckets with a hook on the handles, and a small sack.

Oh no! Please ladies, you can’t do this to us! Davinia and Serena cried out a series of “Nophs!” and shook their heads wildly, but Patricia hooked a bucket into each of the helpless girls’ wrist bondage. They cried out as the increased weight added by the buckets caused the crotch-rope to bite into them.

Davinia had to strain her arms again by lifting up the metal bucket, in an effort to reduce the discomfort that she felt in her womanhood.

“Please girls, just tell us what we need to know. We wouldn’t have to do this to you then.” Eva said. “You two could have a nice pleasant weekend with us instead of suffering.”

We don’t have anything to give you, Eva. We don’t know what the item is, so we cannot tell you.

“It’s a pity. Pat, shall we try a five pound weight for a little while?” Eva asked.

Pat nodded, dropping a five pound weight into Davinia’s bucket. Davinia screamed as her arms were forced down, and she heard Serena scream behind her. Davinia rapidly brought her bucket up again, so that the pressure was reduced. It increased again though, a few moments later, causing both captives to cry out again, before Serena lifted up her bucket.

The strain on my arms is worse now, owing to the increased mass we have to hold up. I can see us suffering a lot more soon, as they are going to add more weights. Davinia’s body now started to tremble now with the additional strain. She started begging and pleading for Eva and Patricia to stop this, but it did not work.

“Why don’t you just tell us what we need to know. If you did that, this would all stop, and we could make you very comfortable.” Patricia said. “I’m going to have to add more weight. Eva, I’m putting in a ten pound weight now.”

“Noph, Noph, NOOOOOPH!” Davinia screamed through her gag, as she watched Patricia pick up a larger weight and drop it into the bucket.

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!” Davinia and Serena screamed, as their arms dropped owing to the extra added weight, causing the rope to really bite into them. Davinia felt the torment reduce as she lifted up her arms. I can feel Serena trembling behind me. I don’t think that we are going to last much longer.

“Come on girls, we can stop this in a second if you surrender and give us what we want. You can stop all of this unnecessary suffering that you are inflicting on yourselves.” Eva said. “Just give us what we want and we’ll stop your torment.”

But we can’t! We don’t know what you want! Soon, we are going to suffer like never before! Both girls were whimpering and whining from the stress of their treatment.

Then it happened. Davinia and Serena both screamed as Serena could no longer hold the weights up and her arms we pulled down, causing them a dreadful torment. Davinia’s arms went moments later, making their situation much worse.

In an instant, Patricia picked up a pair of emergency scissors and cut through the rope, ending the torment, before removing the bucket from Davinia’s wrists. After a moment the pain started to subside. Thank God for that! I thought that they were just going to let us suffer. I hope they’ve done the same thing to Serena.

“God! Eva, they actually went through with this to the end. No one has even taken this long to surrender, it’s been over twelve hours now and everyone else has given up before this. Plus, these are the first two to not give in while this was being done to them.” Patricia had a worried look on her face.

Eva now untied the girls from each other, before Patricia helped her to lie the girls down on the floor. “You two rest for a little while, and get your strength back.” Eva said. “No one else has ever forced us to stop like that.”

“Eva, maybe we should use bit more fear. It seems that pain is certainly not working on these two.” Patricia said, causing Davinia and Serena to tremble and whimper.

Fear? What in God’s name are they planning to do to us next?

Davinia now wondered if they were ever going to survive the night...