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16. Training with Mrs Gilligham
Ten minutes later he was in the living room, standing in front of Mrs
Gilligham. He was still dressed the same, his arms tightly trussed to his
torso, the thick gag over (and under!) the mask that was still on...
"Here we are, Jessica! You've paid your penalty so it's time to get
started on your education."
Geoffrey nodded obediently.
"Good girl! You've grown to learn that obedience is rewarded, and a
defiant attitude is to be punished. Look at Andrea. She went a full day
and a half without having to be tied up. That was last week. And today,
she was tied up for only two hours, as I had to fetch you."
Geoffrey thought Andrea looked good indeed. She did not suffer from
severe mistreatment or denutrition apparently.
"I want to acknowledge a few facts at this point. Jessica, we want to
help you get rid of your lowest male instincts. But there is a part of
your manhood we'll never get out, as you haven't stopped being really
hard down there."
She pointed at his "bulging" bloomers. She had not removed the leather
ring, so he was still as obscene as could be, for Mrs Gilligham's
delight.
"This thing," she pronounced contemptibly, "has to be purged once in a
while. It is a way to keep little buggers like you in line. Andrea, would
you help him out?"
Andrea kneeled in front of Geoffrey; she removed the leather ring, pulled
his bloomers down, and started massaging his long cock with her satin-
gloved hands. She got him to orgasm a first time, and collected his semen
in a long thin jar. She started over. The whole session lasted over two
hours, with Andrea caressing him more and more intimately. The jar was
one third full. Mrs Gilligham and went to the kitchen.
"Time for a snack!" she shouted. Andrea removed all the layers over his
face one by one.
Mrs Gilligham handed her a baby bottle. Andrea sat Geoffrey down on a
chair; she sat on his lap and started feeding him the baby food-like
content of the bottle. He was almost done.
"How did you like your boy seed?" Mrs Gilligham smirked.
What? Geoffrey got into a flash what was going on. The worst was that it
had been really nice to have this baby bottle...
"Andrea, would you please show Jessica the outfit I want her to wear for
the training session?"
"Sure, Mommy Gilligham. Like that, I will get some help..."
It was not long before her words got clearer, once Geoffrey had been
fitted in his maid outfit. Now he was to do domestic chores, and they had
a costume for it! It consisted in an all purple set of clothing,
including a blouse, an apron, a skirt, and high-heeled rubber boots.
Andrea removed his restraints to be able to put each item on. It was
fitting, though not loose in any manner. From the upstairs bedroom where
the change had taken place, he was brought back in the living room, held
on a leash by Andrea.
"This first-grade maid uniform fits you perfectly, Jessica. I hope one
day you may wear the same black as Andrea, the second-grade one!"
Only then did Geoffrey notice Andrea's sexy outfit was the same as his,
except in another colour! She was all in black, except her apron that was
immaculately white.
"So you may now get a little useful, and help Andrea out. She will
supervise your work and report to me any behaviour that could earn any
demerits. Any flaw in your job and attitude will lead to 'tied-up time'.
There are several ways to punish you with restraints. But do not get me
wrong: restraints are a key element of your training, so we'll keep you
restrained anyway. But you may end up spending up to six hours in a row
in the dark closet you were in this afternoon. Not to mention that I know
many ways to bind a young person so it becomes really annoying... But by
now, you should go and help Andrea with dinner."
Mrs Gilligham stood up and removed Andrea's dummy. But she let the Irish
"girl" in her maid chains. She had a set of shackles encircling her
ankles, her wrists and her neck, all linked to a central ring, which was
positioned at her belly button level.
"Free her legs so you can walk her to the kitchen, Andrea..." Mrs
Gilligham ordered.
Geoffrey was amazed at Andrea's skill, for she managed to kneel in front
of him rather easily considering her restraints. Her eyes stayed on his
bloomers, to which the touch of her fingers brought a new eagerness to
expand.
"We've got a very naughty Jessica, Mummy Gilligham!" the red-haired youth
exclaimed. Her tone was right down sarcastic, and actually got the
inflating process to switch the other way, his cock going limp at the
taunting. His humiliation did not last any longer as he had to follow
Andrea into the kitchen. There he watched as she commented on the proper
way to cook, where everything was, and what Mrs Gilligham expected from
the help she employed. As she set up showing him how to dress the table,
Mrs Gilligham came in with a set of shackles.
She put them around Geoffrey's limbs. "You've got to help poor Andrea
out, Jessica. Why don't YOU dress the table?"
He did, trying to remember what Andrea had said about it. The two pairs
of eyes scrutinizing every single one of his moves did not really help.
He had an ability to move "freely" he had not had for days, but the
chains made his task all the more difficult. He was quite nervous, but
eventually the plates and silverware were laid out on the table without
him having broken anything. He felt rather good about it. Soon the meal
was fixed, Andrea having seen to the culinary side of things, and the
three of them sat down at the table.
"So Andrea, could you make a quick assessment of Geoffrey's contribution
to our evening meal?"
"He put the plates on properly, but the forks are a quarter of an inch
off, I think, Mummy Gilligham..." Andrea replied shyly, her eyes looking
straight into her plate.
"And how many demerits does this earn, my girl?"
"I think it's three demerits, Mum..."
"Quit 'thinking', Andrea! You know I like straight answers... And I want
you to act and obey, not think! You need brains to think! Do what should
be done in such a case!"
She was not finished that Andrea was on her feet, rushing behind
Geoffrey's chair. He could not, or rather would not prevent her from
grabbing his limbs and freeing them from their chains to tie them back
into place on the chair.
"Three demerits mean you have to stay tied up for forty-five minutes,
Jessica," Andrea whispered in his ear. "In the closet beneath the
stairs."
So after dinner, he was tied in the dark space again, still on the same
chair, and the forty-five minutes felt like they would never end.
The whole going-to-bed routine was quite the same as at Mrs Driver's, but
cruelly lacked the presence of Alice. Andrea was no match for Alice, even
though, well, she had some good sides. So Geoffrey ended up alone,
restrained in his bed, tape over his mouth sealing his lips, regretting
Mrs Driver's home. Or rather, the blond angel who lived there.
17. Getting into the groove
The next day was one of gruelling domestic tasks. Brooms, dusters, wet
rags were dutifully used by both "girls" to clean the house from top to
bottom. Of course, Mrs Gilligham supervised the whole process with a keen
eye. Then she had them polish the silverware, and fix lunch. Once they
were done eating, each of the maids got fitted with a patent leather
half-face mask. The afternoon was spent sewing, aprons and short shorts
they then got to wear for the evening. Of course they were still wearing
the tight purple blouses they had worn since the morning.
The black of the glittering shorts contrasted sharply with the immaculate
white of the aprons, and Mrs Gilligham sniggered:
"You do look lovely, my sweet little ones... It's time you make me tea,
now..."
As both male maids entered the sitting room, with the tea they were to
serve, the nice half-face leather masks still holding the good-sized
leather pears in their mouths, Mrs Gilligham started making an appraisal
of the day's work, quite sure she would not be interrupted by any silly
remark.
"It seems you girls are rather good, for you only earned a total of five
demerits: that's three for you, Jessica, and two for you, Andrea.
Jessica, would you fetch the ropes so I may bind you for your
punishment?"
Geoffrey sheepishly went to get the large bags holding the carefully
folded coils of rope. He would not even try to escape. The chains holding
him, plus the clothes he was in... To say nothing of Mrs Gilligham's fine
ear, which would get him caught before he even was six feet away from the
front door.
So he brought the bag back, knowing no effort would be spared in making
him as miserable as possible during forty-five minutes. The hog tie he
was put in was kind of OK, for he was getting used to these treatments,
and even getting more flexible, but it was really weird that he really
started enjoying it. He tried to get any guilt out of his mind, and
savoured the tightness of the ropes and the touch of the material
wrapping him, as he squirmed on the plush carpet, next to Andrea who
swooned equally.
She was untied after thirty minutes, only to be put in her maid shackles
again, and sent back to more work. Geoffrey was glad he was left as he
was, for despite all the apparent contempt he was shown, he felt that he
was cared for. The abusive treatment was working...
Five minutes before his time was up, the door bell rang. It was Mrs
Driver, minus Alice, to the great disappointment of Geoffrey. The women
chatted for the longest time, once more telling about their strange
educational ideas, until Mrs Gilligham remembered maybe Geoffrey had done
his penance, and she exclaimed:
"Oh, I almost forgot about Jessica! I should have untied her forty
minutes ago... We got a little bit carried away this time, Mrs D., didn't
we?"
She had Andrea untie Geoffrey, and have him on his feet in his shackles.
"You look like you're doing OK, sweetie..." Mrs Driver said. "I see he's
in good, firm hands, so I'll go tell Alice he's fine. She's grown fond of
Jessica... But it seems this Jeremy has made a rather big impression on
Alice!"
"Mmmmmphmmbblm!" Geoffrey protested, hearing the name of the lovely
creature who haunted his nights, and being told she was with another
boy...
"Yes, I'll tell her you like her too! You're so sweet..."
And Mrs Driver left.
The next day, Geoffrey began to fall in a routine. Maid work took all
morning. Some change occurred at the beginning of the afternoon. Both
sporting the same half-face mask than the previous day, the "girls" were
sat to desks to which they were chained. It was "class" as Mrs Gilligham
called it, the moment she had had Andrea write her so-called confession.
So Geoffrey had to write about his first day at Mrs Driver's.
Andrea was assigned an essay on how to best please Mummy Gilligham. They
were left at their desk for two hours, then, after a little bathroom
break, they were ungagged in turns so as to read each other's text. Then
Mrs Gilligham gave her appraisal and announced the number of demerits. It
was two for Geoffrey and three for Andrea this time. And so, this time,
Geoffrey was put back into his maid's uniform first after being released
from his tight punishment bondage, and had to go fix dinner. How long
this day had been, away from Alice! She had been on his mind all day, she
was so close, and yet inescapably out of reach. He missed her so much.
Three days went by, in quite the same way. Geoffrey picked up the pace of
the house. Yes, Mrs Gilligham was cruel and mean, but he had gotten used
to the devious ways these women had. They were not really unpredictable.
And he grew fonder and fonder of being restrained. It seemed he had less
and less things to worry about. And all the ladies' accessories and plans
were strangely comforting. He was treated as a luxury pet, and it felt
much better than his previous life.
At least, all the grooming and disciplining proved they cared about him.
So it went really slow, for he longed to meet Alice again, and it got to
be really bland and dull. No particular event shone out of this stay. But
he was extremely happy when Mrs Gilligham put him back into his original
outfit, and that one hour later he was back at Mrs Driver's. And he saw
Alice... The women commented on how much he had learned over at Mrs
Gilligham's, who said again that if he needed extra treatments, she would
be glad to provide them...
18. Another misadventure with dreadful consequences
"So you were taught to do household chores by Mrs Gilligham? Then you're
going to help Alice around this house!"
"Oh yes, Mrs Driver, this is an excellent idea! I'd love to have Jessica
give me a hand, now that she's become a perfect maid!"
"Grmmmbblmmph!" replied Geoffrey who was roped to a chair at Mrs Driver's
kitchen table. He had been put into his maid uniform and model it before
he was trussed up. He had had the shiny black dummy gag on for five hours
now... He would have been a little disgruntled, had there not been
Alice's presence. But feeling her next to him again brought him back to
life.
So after the meal, that she had spoon fed him gently, he helped out for
washing dishes. Well, not after she had gagged him anew with the gift she
had made for his back home party. It was a dark blue satin half mask that
had a sewn in silky ball to fill in his mouth. So he was once more denied
a right to speech, as he was untied and put to work with washing the
dishes. He got to do clean-up jobs until it was time to go to bed. This
moment in Alice's hands was one of total bliss.
She put him in his short tight nightgown and restrained him in his bed
with a lot of gentleness, Geoffrey had missed this soft touch for days
now, and it allowed him to experience the nicest feelings before he fell
asleep.
Days went by after that. There were less and less punishments for
Geoffrey. He spent long stretches of time unrestrained. He even got to
sit to meals and chat with Mrs Driver and Alice. Of course, when he was
"free" like that, he was closely watched so he would not run away. Mrs
Driver was still unsure as to his obedience. But he seemed to adapt to
the situation, and he still displayed obvious signs of glee rather often.
He was getting really good at housekeeping, and as Mrs Gilligham had
started, he kept a kind of diary two hours a day, and he spent another
two hours studying for school. He did not go to school, Mrs Driver knew a
very complacent doctor who wrote a certificate to explain he had a
fragile health and that he should be home-schooled for at least six
months.
Geoffrey still thought he ought to escape, but he also liked more and
more being with the woman and the girl. The sad thing is that Geoffrey
had gotten addicted to being tied up by Alice. It was the only thing she
would agree to do for him: tie him up. So he spent hours watching TV
tightly bound and gagged, delighted to have gone through her soft hands.
The amount of gear Mrs Driver owned to restrain and silence him was huge,
and she liked variety in shapes and textures that always gave the nicest
looking results.
The stay to the pole was another favourite. Geoffrey went by himself
stand with his back to the pole, and Alice restrained him to it, showing
no lack of skill, and putting to use the numerous straps, belts, and
restraints in all sorts of glossy materials. He also did his fair amount
of work for the household, and he grew fond of his overall life. He was
busy and important in this home.
That's why what happened in October was unexpected. On this crucial day
he had been shown the product of Mrs Gilligham's hobby: a video shot
while he was staying at her house. Andrea and he featured in an almost
silent 40-minute movie, just seen doing their chores and being
restrained. There were shots from many different times, all carefully
edited so as to make a lively little report on maid work, and maid
chastising... Mrs Driver then explained that some people were willing to
pay top money to see his feats, which did not really make Geoffrey feel
like he was a Hollywood star.
Of course, the restraints and the muzzle barred him from voicing his
concerns out loud. So he just had to bear the little tale of Mrs
Gilligham's video producer career. She had already made Andrea a star!
Mrs Driver was weirdly enthusiastic about it. But he was most worried
because he thought Alice was giving him the cold shoulder. He had had
that thought since morning, and it did not leave him when he was put to
bed. Alice was not as smiling as usual, not as soft in her gestures. So
he did not manage to go to sleep. For the last week or so, he had been
very lightly restrained in bed. Cuffs holding his hands on his chest and
encircling his ankles, with a wide strip of tape over his lips; that was
it.
So after hours of turning around in his bed, and still wide awake, he
thought he'd go downstairs to watch TV. He was not supposed to get out of
his bedroom, but no one would know, and it was so late that Mrs Driver
and Alice had to be asleep. He got up and put his slippers on, then
headed to the door. He went down the hall to the top of the stairs, not
wanting the floor to creak. He was still quite silent. He walked down the
flight of stairs in mincing steps. He then tip toed in the hall, which
the ankle hobble made slow, only to hear Alice flinging her room's door
open. She walked to the top of the stairs and towered over him.
"I don't think this was a good idea..." she said as she walked down the
stairs. Geoffrey's restraints were light, but effective. He tried to walk
away, but he didn't get far. She had quickly caught up with him, and
coils of rope were already in her hand to truss him up. There was not
much he could do as she mastered the subject, and when Mrs Driver, having
taken the time to dress, came downstairs, Geoffrey was all balled up on
the floor and wrapped in ropes. His gag had also been slightly improved,
with a ball of silk, two scarves, and surgical tape. Not in this order,
but you imagine...
"Geoffrey, I am really disappointed in you. We thought you were about to
be released more often as you seemed more docile and easy-going. But this
escape attempt has ruined everything. I'll call Edna..."
"Mmmmph! Mmmmgllmm..." Geoffrey pleaded, as he had never intended to
escape. And the thought of having to go to Mrs Gilligham again just got
him very unhappy.
"Oh, you might protest all you want, my girl, I won't change my mind."
She picked up the phone, dialled and waited a few seconds before she got
Mrs Gilligham on the line.
"Edna, Jessica has been real naughty. I would like to know if you could
handle her for a few days... Yes? ... OK, I'll talk to you in five
minutes."
This little moment was used by both Mrs Driver and Alice to climb
upstairs and pack a few things for Geoffrey. They had barely come back to
find Geoffrey still as tightly tied up, that a rap on the door could be
heard. Mrs Driver went to let her old friend Edna in.
"Hello Alice... So, Edwina, I'm really honoured you called to entrust the
young captive with me. This time we might have to be certain he
understands us perfectly..."
"Are you going to go on this plan B you told me about?"
"Yes, indeed. It is regrettable to have to come to such extremities, but
with these pathetic creatures it seems it is a never-ending job."
She had a bag in her hand, and got some things ready, as Alice untied
Geoffrey from the intricate network of white cord holding him thighs
against chest and calves against thighs. She took him to the coffee
table, where he had to lay on his back, which was slightly uncomfortable
with his hands behind. His nightgown was pulled up, and his panties
pulled down.
He realised then Mrs Gilligham was about to get him into a nappy. And he
could not do anything about it. The soft veil over the fluffy white
material caressed his skin briefly, and then she pulled the tape strips
closed so the nappy entrapped his crotch and his bottom. Rubber pants
were added, and a nice dummy replaced the heavy gag Alice had forced on
him. A collar to his neck, and a leash tied to it were put into use as
Mrs Gilligham had the boy standing in the entrance hall. She grabbed the
bags and dragged him behind her into the street. Even without the hooded
cape that had been pulled over his shoulders, nobody would have known
what was going on. There was no one to cross and no one awake to be
looking outside their windows. It was a little over two when he crossed
the threshold of Mrs Gilligham's lair...
(to be continued...)
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