Chapter 14: Knee High Boots


    Chapter 14: Knee High Boots


    The first of the things was a pair of boots for each. Each took her turn sitting on the chair while one


    man put the boots on their legs andced them up. The tops of the boots came to just over the knees


    and theces ran all the way up the front. It reminded Darlene of the single glove beingced up. The


    leather of the ck boots held her foot and leg quite tightly in its embrace. When she went to stand up,


    she found that the heels were almost as tall as the ankle-strap heels had been during the night. Her


    foot was back into an arched position.


    Melinda allowed the man to put both boots on her without resistance or objection. That might have


    been partly because the other man was standing right behind her and looked ready to jerk her hair


    again.


    The second thing was a cape. It went over their shoulders and was fixed in front of the neck with a


    sp. It was also ck on the outside but with a crimson satin inner lining. It felt both cool and smooth


    against their skin.


    When they stood, the cape closed around them, showing only tiniest of separation in front. If she sat


    down, it would open wider, exposing the nice white satin blouse and their ck, frilly panties, along with


    a lot of thigh.


    Again one man stood guard while the other left the room. He said nothing, and seemed to have lost


    interest in staring at their bodies now that most of them was covered. The capes descended to below


    the knees.


    When the other man returned, he nodded and they each took a woman by the arm and led them out of


    the dungeon basement. Up the stairs they went but the back stairs to the garage area, not the stairs up


    into the main house. There, a massive, ck and silver Rolls Royce awaited them. The air was cool


    and the sky overcast with gray. It smelled as though rain was againing.


    As they stood just inside the garage, both women were thinking the same thing. Their feet were not


    hobbled so they could run. Well, after a fashion, what with the high heels on those boots. But at least


    they could walk. They also considered the automobile. If they were going to be transported by this


    magnificent machine, there might well be a chance for escape! They would be out in public, not locked


    inside a coffin. All sorts of possibilities mighte up. If they happened to stop beside a policeman,


    they could yell for help. There would be people on the streets – there had to be. All sorts of


    possibilities!


    Reggie came out. He was dressed for traveling, even to the neat bowler hat. He looked over the


    women standing there, nodded, mostly to himself, then ordered them put into the backseat.


    Each was helped into the back of the spacious auto and seat belted in. A uniformed driver got in behind


    the wheel. Reggie stood at the open door next to Darlene to address them.


    “I know you think I’m being foolish to allow you such freedom,” he began with a twinkle in his eye. “But I


    know you cannot open the door and jump out, not with each of you seat belted in ce. And I have a


    way to keep you from calling out for assistance.” He held up a white ball. “This is a golf ball, as I’m sure


    you know. I am going to put one into each of your mouths. Like this.” He held the ball in front of


    Darlene’s mouth. She looked at him with a puzzled expression but opened her mouth and epted the


    small, hard ball. Reggie leaned over her and presented a second golf ball for Melinda. She mped


    her lips closed and red at him.


    “Oh,e on now. What harm can a little golf ball do you? It won’t hurt you. Please don’t make me hurt


    you to get it inside your mouth.”


    For a few long seconds the two of them looked into each other’s eyes. Remembering the painful night


    of standing up, she gave out with an almost soundless whine and opened her mouth. The ball was


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    Reggie pulled back to address both of them again. “You will find that so long as you keep the ball in


    your mouths, you will be unable to talk. Which is what I want. I have work to do and don’t want to be


    bothered by chattering females. Of course, you could push the ball out of your mouth, but I have a way


    to prevent that.”


    He pulled what looked like a small cell phone out of his pocket. “This is a control unit. It sends out a


    radio signal. Each of you has a receiver inside your vagina. When that receiver gets a signal from this


    device, it will emit an electrical charge between the two ends of it. That will be rather painful for you. I


    will demonstrate.”


    He pushed a button.


    For a very short time neither woman reacted. Then their eyes opened wide and so did their mouths.


    Two golf balls popped out, but also a pair of loud cries. Two female bodies went rigid in shock and pain.


    His finger came off the button.


    Both women were gasping. “My God, that hurts!” eximed Melinda when she could get the words out.


    “It was terrible.”


    “That is the idea. I’ve been told it is sort of a burning sensation but a strong shock also. Anyway, it


    hurts. Now, I’m going to put the balls back in your mouths. If either of you pushes your ball out or even


    tries to speak, I will push the button. And hold it down. Can you imagine what that would feel like for


    five or ten full seconds?”


    Both women looked very afraid.


    “Good, I see that we aremunicating.”


    He reached down and picked up the two balls. They both epted the balls into their mouths, but with


    frightened expressions.


    Reggie nodded and closed the back door. He got into the left front seat and nodded to the driver. The


    car silently and smoothly moved away down the gravel driveway, and the long journey into very


    began.