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I awoke in my room the next morning, feeling surprisingly well-rested after yesterday’s events.
I instinctively tried to rub my eyes only to find that my arms and legs were still tied to the corner posts of the bed.
Screaming for Jessica to come let me out I was met by nothing but muffled noise finding several strips of tape on my mouth.
Somehow Jessica must have snuck in after I fell asleep yesterday and gagged me without me noticing.
Muttering a muffled curse to myself I spotted a whiteboard standing at the edge of my bed, words scribbled onto it in a bright pink.
Good morning cou- captive! I took the liberty of gagging you while you slept :-P
I thought it’d be for the best so you don’t wake the entire neighborhood screaming.
I’ve gone out for a while to get some more “supplies” so we can have even more fun today! :-D
I promise to be back by 10~o’clock, Make sure to sleep in properly okay?
Lots of love~ Your Captor
I groaned into my gag and glanced over at the clock on my wall, 9:35 meaning I had already slept more than I usually did.
To pass the time I tried getting out of my restraints but found them to be just as durable as yesterday. Jessica might even have taken the liberty of re-tying them whilst she gagged me.
And so there was nothing else to do but to count the butterflies on my wallpapers and occasionally groan into my gag.
I had just reached 63 butterflies when I heard the door open and slam shut downstairs, signaling Jessica’s return.
Glancing over to the clock showing 10:07 I immediately started making as much noise as humanly possible with a gag and restrained limbs.
There was no way she didn’t hear me but it still took her a good ten minutes before I heard her come up the stairs, entering my room with a smug grin on her face.
“Good morning captive . Did you sleep well?”
I muttered into my gag but reluctantly nodded my head in response.
“That’s good to hear. Now I’m gonna release you, the gag stays in and then I’ll massage you and help you stretch properly. Otherwise your limbs are going to be hurting later on.
After that you can take a nice long shower while I get breakfast started. Sounds good?”
I nodded my head again as she began untying the ties on my arms and legs, keeping her promise of leaving the gag in.
“Roll around onto your belly and I’ll get started.”
I obeyed her orders, half expecting her to tie me up again but instead she got to work rubbing my shoulders and arms, digging her fingers into my stiff muscles with expert precision.
Groaning into my gag I could only lie there as I felt any fatigue I may have had just melted away, leaving me as a happy puddle on the bed once she’d finished.
I heard her giggle from above me and turned my face to glance towards her.
“Go take that shower and I’ll get breakfast started. How does scrambled eggs and bacon sound?”
I nodded enthusiastically in response, basically skipping my way towards the shower room as she left to make breakfast.
The shower felt divine and I took my time scrubbing every part of my body nice and clean, tossing the soaking wet gag into the garbage can and covering my nudity with a towel.
Returning to my room I tossed my towel to the side and looked through my drawer choosing a fresh pair of underwear before picking the shirt and pants for today.
At least I would have if I there was any shirts or pants to be found, my drawers completely empty.
I went pale at the sight before turning to face my bed, already having a good idea of what was happening.
On my bed laid a nicely wrapped package with a bow on it with a small folded note on top.
Dear Captive. I told you not to remove the gag didn’t I? :-(
As a punishment I’ve now confiscated your normal clothes and hidden them away.
Inside this package lies your outfit for today. Don’t worry! It’s really cute :-P
p.s don’t forget the headwear.
Sincerely~ your Captor
Angry at her devious and frankly childish scheme I tore the package open. I wasn’t gonna beg her for my clothes back! I had more pride than that!
Looking at the content of the package however… Maybe begging wasn’t such a bad idea…
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It took less than two seconds after seeing me for Jessica to go from focused on the breakfast to gushing over my clothes.
I was wearing a light purple Princess dress with puffy sleeves that showed off my arms, a big poofy pink bow in the back and to top it all off I was wearing a silver-colored tiara decorated with fake gemstones on the top of my head.
The worst part however was the length of the dress. While I didn’t mind the arms too much the skirt didn’t even reach my knees.
Now I wasn’t a boyish girl by any means but I was never a huge fan of skirts and dresses in general, much less those that could potentially leave my underwear in full view.
“OMG! You’re just too cute! I knew buying that dress was the right choice!” Jessica shrieked as she clicked away on her phone, taking pictures of my embarrassment from every angle she could.
I didn’t respond, choosing instead to bite my lip, knowing very well that if I let myself speak I would end up calling her a lot of unflattering names which in turn would probably end up with me taped to a chair without breakfast.
“You must be hungry right? Eat up.” She said once she was done with the pictures, gesturing towards the table, packed to the brim with food and fruits. “We’ll be having a lot of fun today so you’ll need your energy.”
Sighing, I sat down at the table, loading my plate with bacon and eggs while Jessica poured me a glass of orange juice.
As we ate I kept trying to pull the edge of my skirt down to cover more of my legs to no avail, Jessica obviously enjoying my embarrassment.
Finishing up Jessica told me to go to the bathroom while she cleaned up.
Realizing I would soon return to being tied up I took her advice, doing my morning business with only some minor troubles from my skirt.
Returning into the kitchen I was met by Jessica holding out a piece of rope, telling me to turn around.
Tying my wrists together behind my back, she tied a second piece around the rope in between my hands which she held onto.
Pushing me along she led me down the stairs leading down to the basement, walls lined with my father’s work tools and his old rock band posters.
Walking me over to one of the support beams she tied off my wrist ties around it.
Procuring another piece of rope she wrapped it around my chest, forcing me back towards the pillar.
A final piece of rope tied my feet together forcing me to try and keep my balance.
Finally Jessica pulled a surprise out of her back pocket, a pink ball maybe an inch in diameter attached to two leather straps.
I observed the weird object, trying to figure out its purpose before Jessica gestured for me to open my mouth.
Doing as she said the ball slid right into my mouth before being tied into my mouth by the straps.
“Mmmmmph!” I screamed, trying out the new gag, pulling at my ropes as best I could without losing balance.
Of course much like yesterday there was no chance for me to get loose without outside intervention.
From seemingly out of nowhere Jessica pulled out a witch’s hat and let out a terrifyingly bad cackle.
“Finally I’ve got you in my grasp! Princess Tiedalot! Now nothing will stop me from getting my revenge!”
I groaned into my gag at her shoddy acting.
“Now your highness! You will tell me where the royal treasure is hidden or there’ll be serious consequences!”
“Mmmmph!” I shaked my head no in defiance while screaming into the gag only to find that it was just as effective as the other ones at making me speak absolute nonsense.
“Ah. I see you like the gag, your highness! It’s called a ‘ball-gag’ and it’s quite effective at keeping naughty princesses like you silent.
However you will tell me the location of the treasure!”
Moving her hands forward she began tickling my sides violently, making me roar with laughter into the gag.
“Ready to tell me now?” She asked five minutes later, finally removing her hands from my sides.
Wheezing into my gag I kept shaking my head no. Why I’m not sure, perhaps It was the scene, a real princess wouldn’t have surrendered and neither would I!
Jessica just smiled an evil smile and procured a long thin feather from her back pocket, slowly dragging it up and down my arm.
I shrieked in displeasure, the slow teasing touches were somehow worse than the tickling, leaving me with goosebumps wherever it touched.
Reveling in my displeasure she moved the feather to my legs, moving the feather from my thighs all the way down to my bare feet.
The torture continued on for another ten minutes, moving the feather across my arms, legs and even my neck, leaving me with so many goosebumps I was basically a some for of Human/bird hybrid at that point.
“Now, then. Tell me the secrets or you’ll be here forever!”
“Nmvmr! N’ll nmvmr tmll nhh!” I screamed into my gag, trying to seem tougher than I was feeling.
Jessica just smiled. “Well then. We’ll see how though you are after a few days in the dungeon with nothing but bread and water to eat!”
Finishing her ominous threat she slipped a satin sleep mask over my head, sending me into darkness. As if that wasn’t enough she then stuffed a set of earplugs into my ears, making unable to hear anything but dull noises.
For what felt like an eternity I stood there in the darkness, pulling on my bonds, screaming into my gag and doing everything a real captive would do.
I was not alone however. Every few minutes Jessica would sneak up on me, tickling my ribs or thighs, stroking me with that accursed feather or putting her arm around my neck and head next to mine for what I could only assume was a selfie (it was).
Finally after what felt like forever Jessica pulled the blindfold off me, letting my eyes adjust to the dim cellar light.
“-a break? Need the toilet?” She said as she pulled out my earplugs.
I nodded in response as she untied me, warning me to leave the gag inside.
She was however kind enough to let me see my reflection in her phone’s selfie camera.
The pink ball was firmly lodged in between my teeth, the straps encircling my head and locking in the back.
“By the way. If you’d like to you can change out of that outfit. I put a new one in the bathroom upstairs.”
That was the best news I’d gotten so far. Walking up the stairs, legs a bit wobbly from my time tied up, I found myself getting more and more excited as to what games she had planned next…