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4. Mrs Driver takes things in her hands
He was taken out from his reverie by Mrs Driver's voice. Alice changed
her attitude right away, looking down on her nice pink high heel shoes.
"And what things was he trying to do to you, that you had to truss up the
lad in such a way, young woman?" Mrs Driver asked peremptorily.
"He was trying to fondle my breasts, and he was calling me names..."
Alice replied still as shyly.
"What names, pray you?"
"Bad names for lesbians..."
"Did he say the word 'dyke'?"
"Yes, Mummy Driver..."
"Well, I've heard enough from you, my fine young woman..." Mrs Driver
said as she handed out the grocery bag she had taken in. "Go to the
kitchen and fix us some lunch, I'll have a word with young Geoffrey in
the meantime..."
Geoffrey saw Alice mincing towards the back of the house, glad to know
that he was about to be freed from his humiliating ordeal. Mrs Driver
went to a chest of drawers.
"She's getting some scissors to cut me free" he thought. She approached
him with a small leather pouch, and kneeled down. He grunted into his
gag, wanting her to remove it, so he could say that all Alice had
reported was wrong, for he was afraid of Mrs Driver now. She untied his
ankles, but as he tried to wiggle his feet, he felt the noose tighten
back.
"Mmmph! Mmmmblmm!" he protested in the gag, which actually meant "Hey!
What are you doing?" To his amazement Mrs Driver answered, as if she had
perfectly understood what he meant:
"Well, my boy, I'm going over Alice's knots, for I'm not quite certain
she did a thorough enough job with you..."
And as she checked and tightened every single knot, and added further
pieces of rope, she explained:
"You see, Geoffrey, there is something that really makes me mad, it is
when boys call girls names. I think there are some basic rules that you
will have to respect in this household, and this is one of them. Of
course, I know that a 15-year old boy has lots of problems addressing
ladies with a proper language, hence it is a very good thing you remain
gagged. Another thing I find most appalling, is this physical abuse you
tried to force on poor Alice. There is something you should know about
her. She is a lesbian, which is perfectly fine with me. She is a girl who
had very unfortunate experiences with males, and when she was entrusted
to me five years ago, she was very upset and angry about these things
that had been done to her.
I have given her the love and care she deserved, with my own very strict
type of education, and she has gradually recovered and bloomed to become
the very fine young woman you've tried to degrade with your typically
male behaviour. As for you, I've been told you also had your share of bad
experiences, and I think I might help to get you to be a finer type of
boy. But, love, it will take time, and you will have to undergo some very
strict training as well, starting of today. Your punishment for this
morning's errors is to stay as you are until dinner tonight..."
"Mmmmph?" the boy asked pitifully, not wanting to believe she was going
to leave him like that for so long...
She ended her job by taking a roll of wide surgical tape from the pouch.
She crisscrossed a few long strips on his lower face, further
immobilising the white scarf already covering it, before she eventually
wrapped three turns of the white shiny material around his head,
carefully avoiding the knot on his neck and his hair.
"So, are you going to behave?" Mrs Driver said, cupping his chin in her
right hand, and looking deep in the boy's big blue eyes. "Are you going
to be nice as Mummy Driver has lunch with gentle Alice, babikins?
"Mmm, mmmbllmddmm..." the boy said in his gag, nodding approvingly.
"Yes, Mummy Driver? That's a good boy; we might turn you into some sort
of decent being..." Mrs Driver smiled. "If you had any trouble breathing,
just grunt three times, I'll leave the doors open so I can hear you.
But..." and she raised a threatening index finger, "don't disturb Mummy
Driver for anything stupid, or else..."
With these last words, she headed to the kitchen, from which the cooking
smells were coming, reminding Geoffrey that he was hungry. But he just
had to abide.
His mind was reeling, as he was trying to make sense of what was
happening to him. He had barely been in this house for 24 hours, and tons
of very unusual things had happened to him... He had been tied up before
by other boys, but it had always been very humiliating and unpleasant,
whereas he could not help feeling strangely thrilled by the feelings he
experienced right now. He was not uncomfortable, the ropes did not bite
into his flesh, and the silk in his mouth gave him a very pleasurable
oral satisfaction.
It was just very strange that a stern woman as Mrs Driver would know of
his deepest untold desires. He heard the two women talking in the
kitchen, but he could not make out what the conversation was about. He
was wondering whether they were talking about him... He squirmed as much
as he could, aroused as he was by the incredible sensation he felt in his
shorts. His mind drifted away to a world of pure silk and feminine
tenderness. He dozed off...
5. A visit
As he came back to his senses, there was yet another amazing show to
feast his eyes upon... Alice entered the room, followed by Mrs Driver.
Alice was as tightly restrained as he was. Her arms were pinned against
her body, hands behind her back, and various coils of shiny white rope
encircled her from just below her shoulders down to her waist. Her eyes
were on the floor, as she did not seem to relish the idea of her eyes
meeting his. She was not gagged, but she kept very quiet.
Mrs Driver took her against one of the three decorating beams which
supported a small mezzanine at the back of the living-room. Geoffrey
witnessed Mrs Driver's amazing suppleness, as she bent and kneeled to tie
Alice to the post. It took her ten minutes at the most, but then there
was nothing Alice could do but keep very straight. Her hands and arms had
been loosened from the ropes, the very little time that had been needed
to be tied back to each side of the beam.
Mrs Driver then went to the phone. She dialled a number, and then
Geoffrey heard her talk to someone.
"Mrs G.? Yes, it's me Mrs D. No, it's still OK for you coming over to
visit and say hello to our new guest... Yes, yes... No, not that nice...
But you know there are ways! I just wanted to warn you, though. There has
been a little incident this morning... No, not that serious! But I had to
give both children the full treatment... Oh, I'm sorry to hear about
that... That was not very nice from Andrea, she should have known
better... So I guess that it's for the best then! Andrea won't feel too
much out of place. Yes, in ten minutes... See you then..." And she hung
up the phone.
She turned to Geoffrey. "That was Mrs Gilligham. She lives three houses
from here, and she has been a very dear friend of mine for many years.
She's having her niece Andrea staying with her over the summer, and I
wanted you to meet her. She'll be there soon..."
Geoffrey grunted, to show he was annoyed at the prospect of being
displayed to strangers. But Mrs Driver pretended not to notice, and went
to the chest of drawers. She opened the highest one, and took something
out. It turned out to be a big mauve dummy; it was quite big, the teat
being roughly the size of a tennis ball.
She went to Alice who obediently opened her mouth, and Mrs Driver gently
inserted the rubber pear inside. There were two long mauve silk ribbons
attached to each side of the wide dummy plate; Mrs Driver stepped behind
Alice, and tied the silk ribbons on her neck, pulling strongly before to
make the first knot, and then she carefully arranged the ribbons in a
nice fat bow. Geoffrey was wondering what Alice had done to deserve such
a fate; as he had not been freed from his armchair, he had assumed that
Mrs Driver was pleased with Alice's initiative...
But soon the doorbell rang, and Mrs Driver went to the hall to open the
door. There were sounds of cheerful greetings, and she came back a couple
seconds later with the people he assumed were Mrs Gilligham and her niece
Andrea in tow. The older newcomer spotted Geoffrey right away. She had
the same type of average granny looks as Mrs Driver, even though she was
more exuberantly dressed with a brightly coloured flowered summer dress,
which he supposed was made of some nylon.
She was wearing a pink hat that she quickly removed, to uncover her gray
hair tied in a tight bun. She smiled, but he did not feel any benevolence
in that smile. He blushed, as she addressed him:
"Well, good afternoon, lad! I'm sure Andrea will be most happy to get
introduced to you!"
She stepped aside, and Geoffrey could then see the girl who was so happy
to meet him. Well, there was not much to see at first. Andrea was wearing
a pale blue satiny cloak, covering her from head to toes. The hood
prevented him from distinguishing her features, but this did not last too
long, as Mrs Gilligham untied the bow that kept the cape closed, only to
reveal another fully restrained young person. She was tied exactly like
Alice had been, as was apparently fashionable in this neighbourhood, or
so Geoffrey thought.
She was wearing a cute lavender dress, a very short one that barely
covered her thighs. The shiny satin of the dress enhanced the round
curves of the rather plump girl, and as their eyes met, Geoffrey found
her green eyes really soft and mellow. The mauve dummy, the very same as
Alice's, enhanced her look. Still, she was not as attractive as her,
Geoffrey thought. Soon he could no longer exchange a glance, for the two
older women pulled her back to the beam facing Alice's.
Andrea was soon trussed up as securely. Both ladies worked quietly and
efficiently, making only a few technical remarks. Geoffrey remained
quiet, knowing that attracting attention with grunts, besides being
pointless, could have brought upon him further difficulties. He was also
too engrossed in admiring Alice, and the delicate rope work made her all
the more desirable. The two women came to sit on the pink sofa, halfway
between the girls on their right and the boy on their left. Mrs
Gilligham, whose first name, Geoffrey soon found out was Edna, and his
foster mom Edwina, pointed out his engrossment in Alice. Edna stood, and
removing her own scarf, blindfolded the poor Geoffrey.
"I think we ought to keep poor Alice from having that boy drooling over
that slender figure of hers; well, when I say drooling, I don't mean it
literally, you've made sure he can't do such a disgusting thing!" She
chuckled. Geoffrey groaned and shook his head, trying to dislodge the
blindfold. He felt a cold dry hand on his forehead, preventing him to do
so.
"Well, my boy, I strongly advise you to calm down right now. Otherwise, I
know millions of ways to get you to obey; and believe me, some of them
are really unpleasant" The cheerful tone she had used to make fun of him
was gone. Now he heard the hiss of an old witch. He stopped immediately,
as the almost peaceful feelings of the previous hours were gone. Who was
this woman? What was she up to? He knew there was nothing he could do now
but wait, sitting on his chair until the two old hags let him free...
6. Afternoon tea
She went back to sit with Mrs Driver, and kept on chatting. They told the
stories of the various motives that had gotten the youths punished. First
Mrs Driver explained that Alice had used her mommy's silk scarves to gag
the boy, the use of which was something that was to be done under no
circumstances. It had earned her a three-hour stay at the post. Mrs
Gilligham then explained lengthily how Andrea had done her daily chores
in three hours and twelve minutes, instead of her allowed three hours.
She had thus earned twelve hours in 'bondage' (first time Geoffrey heard
the word used in that meaning, but he was clever enough to figure out it
meant 'being tied up'), which had started right after they had lunch.
They then came to discussing Geoffrey's improper language and behaviour.
Mrs Gilligham reacted loudly, she really seemed appalled. "By the way,
Edwina, where did you accommodate the lad?" she asked.
"In the pink guest room, why do you ask?"
"Nothing, really, but I guess I'll just make sure..."
Geoffrey heard her leave the room and climb the stairs. She was back a
few minutes later, and said, in a triumphant tone: "This little swine of
a boy has proved he features all male disgusting habits! He soiled your
sheets, Edna! He has polluted the finest silk with his unhealthy male
excretion!"
"Well, Edna, I should say I'm rather surprised... I did not think he
would dare do that the very first night I welcomed him under my roof..."
Geoffrey wondered whether the blindfold and the gag hid his blushing...
"I'll tell you, Edwina, that's only to be expected from them. It's
hopeless with boys. Have we ever had one who could behave properly from
the beginning? No, never! It always took a long time to teach them out of
their filthy male attitudes..."
They ranted for a while about how silly and disgusting boys were, and
then discussed their teaching methods. They really were starting to
frighten poor Geoffrey, especially Edna, who revelled in describing the
restraints and the punishments that could be used to change boys into
proper beings.
It went on for what seemed an eternity to the captive boy, who eventually
had managed not to listen to them anymore, and to set his mind on more
pleasant thoughts, actually he imagined Alice, the sweet Alice, smiling
to him in what was to him the most romantic setting, a beach at sunset in
the Caribbean... He had never been there, but his wild imagination
allowed him to travel wherever he wanted.
There was some commotion that got him out of his daydreaming.
"Alice's time is up!" Mrs Driver said, "Let's untie her so she can go
make us some tea..."
He heard the swishing noise of the soft ropes over the nylon stockings,
and eventually the heels clicking on the tiles of the corridor between
the living room and the kitchen.
"Alice is quite a treat," Mrs Gilligham said, "I'm surprised she did such
a foolish thing..."
"You know how boys upset her. She was not thinking clearly after the
boy's abuse. But I couldn't let her get away with it; the rules are the
rules..." Mrs Driver sighed.
Then tea was served, and the three women made fun of the two remaining
prisoners; how they were nice obedient little dolls willing to please
them, or how naughty youths were to be strictly handled to get them to be
fine people.
Alice was not heard much, but she did approve the snide remarks made by
the two women. After a while, Geoffrey understood Andrea was being freed
from the beam, only to be put back in the predicament she was in when
they had gotten to Mrs Driver's. He was able to witness it as his
blindfold was removed, Mrs Gilligham taking her scarf back. She sniffed
it and frowned.
"Smells of the boy! I guess Andrea will have to clean it, once she is no
longer tied up. Don't be afraid to ask me to take care of that pitiful
creature if you need, Edna, I guess there are a couple things I'd be glad
to teach her!" she snarled. "Her"? Geoffrey wondered. It had to be yet
another humiliation she wanted to inflict him. Then she left, with Andrea
mincing in her trail.
(to be continued...)
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