To Obey
by Fire-Bird.
Chapter 15 "Busted."
Dave helped his wife to the door of the house. They were glad to be
home. Paul had thanked them for the ride and was already on his way back
to his house. He had liked the many devices he saw at the school and was
going to start building the necessary items for his daughter's return.
Dave closed the door and helped Ann to the kitchen table. The girls were
no where to be seen. Dave yelled for them and immediately heard running
as the girls appeared up from the basement. They moved to the table and
sat down.
Dave looked the girls up and down, "Girls, where is Matt?"
They hesitated. Dave continued, "And why do you have cum in your hair
Melissa." Melissa silently cursed and made a play of checking her hair.
Dave walked to the basement door, "Matt, are you down there?"
A lightly coughing sound came from down below. Dave turned back to the
girls. "Where is Matt? Sharon?"
"Matt is a little tied up Daddy."
Dave's face suddenly became very hardened. "What have you two done?"
Sharon got a strong sinking feeling in her stomach. Melissa swallowed
noisily.
"NOW!!" Dave yelled causing both girls to jump.
He stormed off down the stairs. A few moments later there was a quiet
chuckling. Ann stood up despite the pain in her ankle and limped over
to the door. She listened. "Everything alright darling?" called Ann.
"Ann, come down here dear." Dave called back.
A minute later Ann made it to the bottom of the stairs. Matt was tied
over the barrel. He had a thorny rose sticking out from his ass. He had
a full face gag on with numerous welts across his ass cheeks. Ann's eyes
were wide with suprise. She tried to suppress her giggling but failed
miserably.
Dave walked back to Ann by the stairs and called to Sharon and Melissa.
Both girls quickly but quietly came down their stairs and stood by Dave.
Both their heads were bowed.
Ann spoke next, "Melissa, get the camera. I think it's got about 10
frames left. Use them all. Go now, quickly."
Melissa did her mother's bidding. Dave crossed his arms and put his right
hand to his mouth to try to stop him from giggling. After the pictures
were taken he unclipped Matt from the barrel. His face was a bright red
from both humiliation and being stuck in the position for so long. Ann
helped him with the urethra tube which had been reinserted.
Dave leaned against the post and motioned for his daughters to stand in
front of him.
"Why?" he asked.
The girls looked at each other. Sharon spoke up, "Sorry Daddy, he just
isn't a master."
"A master? What is a master Sharon?"
Sharon swallowed. "The school said a master is someone who you take orders
from and both Melissa and I can't take orders from Matt. He's too nice."
"Hhhmmm." Dave walked over to Matt. Matt looked him in the eyes.
"They say you're too nice Matthew. Is this correct?" Dave asked.
Matt's eyes narrowed, "I'm learning Mr Andrews, real fast." He glared at
Sharon.
Dave followed Matt's stare. "Okay Matthew, what do you want to do to my
bitch daughters now?"
Matt took a deep breath. He blew it out and then took another one. He
screwed up all his anger and frustration from the last few hours and then
exploded. He reached down and picked up the rose, looked over to the girls
and stormed towards them. Before he got to them he yelled,
"YOU'RE DEAD!"
He slashed the rose stem towards Sharon's face cutting her with the thorns.
With an upward movement he slashed towards Melissa just nicking her forearm
as the girls eached jumped backwards out of the way. Suddenly the rose
dropped to the floor. Melissa looked back and saw her father had grabbed
Matt around the back of the neck and had hoisted him nearly a foot into
the air. Matt's feet swung trying to find something to support him.
Dave changed his stance and threw Matt backwards. He landed flat on his
back at the feet of Ann. Quickly Matt got to his elbows but dared not to
stand up any further.
Dave turned to the girls. "Melissa, go and get Sharon cleaned up. Then I
want to see both of you in the kitchen. Go."
Dave turned back to Matt. He walked over and picked up the rose stem. He
inspected the thorns. Their sharpness, their strength, their pain. He
dropped the stem onto the bed and slowly walked back to Matt. Matt stared.
When Dave spoke it was quiet, not the loud outburst Matt was expecting.
"I said there were two things you had to remember. One, don't kill them
and two, don't let them push you around. Am I to understand you might have
misheard or misunderstood me?"
Matt's mouth opened and closed. He couldn't think of anything to say.
Dave nodded his head, "Okay, I assume you must have misheard me so this
is what we're going to do. My lovely wife now have photos of you in your
latest position, do you understand that?"
Matt looked to Ann and then back at Dave. He nodded his head.
"Good. You tried to 'kill' my property. Do you understand this?"
Matt shook his head, "No Mr An..."
Dave interrupted, "You will FUCKING listen when I'm speaking to you!!"
Matt closed his mouth with a snap. Dave moved his face closer to Matt's.
"I sent my two daughters to a very expensive school. Their training took
over six months and nearly in one day you've managed to totally change
their attitudes. Do you think I'm fucking interested in what you have
to say right now? ... I'll answer that for you. NO!"
Dave walked over to Ann and took the camera. "Matthew. You will now go
back home and you will not breath a word of this to anyone. Do you
understand?" ... Matt nodded ... "Good. I expect you here the day after
tomorrow where my wife will give you lessons in being a 'master'.
Do you understand this?" ..... Matt nodded but more slowly this time
... "Good. Now get the fuck out of here."
Matt got to his feet, he went upstairs, found his clothes and left.
Ann limped over to her husband and soothed his back by rubbing with her
hands. Dave looked down at her, "How the hell is he going to be my
son-in-law if he can't even control our daughter?"
Ann smiled, "I think he'll be okay. He's just had a rough day with a
tube down his dick." she chuckled. Dave smirked. "Poor bugger."
They went upstairs to think of a suitable punishment for the girls.
Ann thought something with stinging nettle would be appropriate.
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The view was temporarily out of focus as Matt quickly but gently walked
home. The camera lens jutted and jirred as it zeroed in on it's target.
Smoke rose from the cigarette of the figure holding the camera. it
filled the van and it was getting quite stuffy. She knew she'd have
to quit smoking ... one day. It wasn't a good look for an ex-supermodel
anyway to be seen with a fag hanging out of her mouth. Her blonde hair
flattened against the side of the van as she leaned back and stretched
her arms and legs.
Janice Winterbottom was a professional photographer. She thought she had
seen it all. Cults, wars, famine, S&M parties, everything. But her sources
on what was happening in this street were strange at best. They had said
it was a white-slave ring. Janice detested while slavery. She hated
all known forms of torture and bondage. She put her camera down and rested
her other hand in her jacket pocket. She touched the book gently and
caressed the hard cover. She felt more at ease. She stared out through
the van window into the night. 'I'm going to bust this ring wide open.'
she thought.
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Matt pushed opened the door to his house. It was getting close to dusk
outside. He went to the kitchen and drank from some milk in the fridge.
He waited for his heart to stop pounding in his ears.
It was stupid. He knew it was stupid to let his anger go. He cursed
himself for being an idiot. He went into the lounge and flicked on the
Television to distract him from what had happened that day. Very stupid.
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"How long do we have to hang here Daddy?" Melissa asked.
"About five minutes. What you did to Matt wasn't nice." Dave replied as
he looped the rope around Melissa's neck. Sharon already had the hangman's
noose around her neck. She jerked to the stings from the stinging nettle.
Ann continued to rub it all over Sharon's ass and thighs.
Both girls stood on apple crates in the basement. Two ropes had been
strung up and tied to one of the rafters overhead. Ann proceeded to rub
the nettle on Melissa.
Dave tightened the noose and stood in front of the girls.
"Right, we were away five hours so you guys will hang for five minutes.
These are the rules. Any spillage of piss or crap will be eaten up.
You will both have dildos in your cunts and ass. These dildos are not big
so you'll have to keep them in. If one of these dildos should fall out
then you'll both hang for another five minutes. Understand?"
The girls nodded. Dave went to the cabinet and took out four very slim
steel dildos. He inserted them into his daughters. Melissa shivered at
the cold steel intruder. The stings from the nettles were making things
quite uncomfortable. Dave looked up at Ann. "When you're ready dear."
Ann pressed the button on her stop watch. Dave kicked the crates out
from under the girls. The ropes went taut. The girl's faces strained.
Quickly their faces started going red.
One minute: Both girls swung slightly at the end of the ropes. They
breathed noisily through their nostrils and clenched their vagina and
ass muscles to keep the dildos in.
Two minutes: Melissa felt her ass losing it's grip on the steel intruder.
Her neck was aching so badly from the strain. Sweat dripped from her
forehead.
Three minutes: Sharon gulped in air. She closed her eyes and willed time
to go faster. She wrapped her left ankle around her right to keep the
dildos in place. Her neck felt like it was on fire.
Four minutes: Dave and Ann watched the girls. Neither of them had kept
an eye on the stop watch. Suddenly there was a clang as Melissa's ass
dildo bounced on the floor. "Oh dear." Dave remarked, "Looks like we're
on for another five minutes." ... Melissa overheard her father and felt
her bowels release.
Dave whispered in his wife's ear. "Oh crap." Ann giggled.
Eight minutes: Sharon's head was pounding. She had heard the clang of
the dropped dildo and silently cursed her younger sister. She gulped
more air.
Eleven minutes: Dave watched the girls as their faces were bright red.
He looked down at the watch and saw the time. Oh well he signed. A few
minutes more or less won't matter. Besides, both girls have got some
shit to clean up off the floor ... with their tongues.
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Rodney Basket came in the internal garage door into the house. He saw
his son splayed out on the couch watching TV.
'Bloody kids' he thought. "Hi son, what's happening?"
Matt looked over, "Hey Dad, nothing happening. All quiet. How was ya
day?"
"Yeah, pretty good." Rodney strolled past the television and went to
close the curtains. He stared for a few seconds and then shut them.
"Matt, how long that green van down the street been there?"
"Not sure, it was there when I went to babysit the Andrews girls."
"Hhmm. I wonder. I might just make a quick call."
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Janice didn't hear the second blue van park behind her van. She finished
eating her apple and read more pages from her book. She heard faint
footsteps and looked out the window. Suddenly the side door of the van
burst open and hands grabbed her. She was pulled out of the van and a
bag was placed over her head. She screamed once, then a solid punch to
her mid-section stopped her from screaming again. She was dragged and
tossed into another van. It sped off down the street. Before she knew
what was going on she was hog-tied and left in the back of the van.
What seemed like hours the van finally jerked to the left and then
slowed to a stop. Janice felt hands on her ropes as she was pulled out
of the van and dumped onto the gravel. Her hood was removed, and she
was looking into the face of a man, a British man.
Mr Boggis smiled. "Welcome to Hackmoore's."
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