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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 and laced them up. The tops of the boots came to just over the knees and the laces ran all the way up the front. It reminded Darlene of the single glove being laced up. The leather of the black 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 clasp. It was also black 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 black, 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.

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, black and silver Rolls Royce awaited them.

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 might come 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.

He was dressed for traveling, even to the neat bowler hat. He looked over the women standing there, nodded, mostly to himself, then ordered

driver got

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 place. 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

What harm can a little golf ball do you? It won’t hurt you. Please don’t make me

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

what I want. I have work to do and don’t want to be bothered

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

He pushed a button.

popped out, but also a pair of loud cries.