Date: Thu, 25 Jul 2019 10:43:10 -0700 From: Jojo Starr Subject: Barbara - Chapter 6 Author's note: Don't forget to support Nifty if you can! They're the reason we can read all these fun stories! BARBARA Chapter 6 Barbara was still huffing through her gag as she recovered from her orgasm. She was in a complete daze. All she could think about was how fucking ridiculous that orgasm had been. If she'd taken every single orgasm she'd had in her entire life and multiplied them all together, it still couldn't come close to this one. It was just... holy shit. It was unbelievable. And why had she cum so hard? She came so hard because an impossibly gorgeous 13 year-old girl had tied her up and verbally humiliated her, a girl whose panties were now in her mouth, and a girl who also happened to be her niece. She could barely wrap her head around it. How the hell had this happened to her? This isn't who she was, is it? She was sick, twisted, and depraved! She needed to stop this now! But my God... that orgasm... And that trip to the mall... she had never had such a powerfully erotic - and powerfully humiliating - experience in all her life. She didn't know which was more intense - the eroticism or the humiliation. She didn't know if she could separate the two. They were so mixed up together it was impossible to tell where one stopped and the other started. It was almost like humiliation WAS eroticism. Now that was a terrifying thought. This was getting out of control. Yes, it was wonderful and exhilarating and intense, and she knew she promised Julie she would be her dolly. God, WHY had she done that again? She was forty fucking years old! Julie is THIRTEEN! None of it made any sense. And now it was getting too far out even for her. That photo booth? Those girls at the mall? What the hell was she thinking?! What if those girls did pick up the photos? What if she was found out? She could get in serious trouble! 'Ok,' she told herself. 'This has to stop. Now.' She'd made her mind up. It was fun - wildly fun - but it was now going too far. Time to stop now. Except... she was tied up. And gagged. And blindfolded. Barbara pulled on her wrists, but they were tied securely. She pulled on her feet, but they were tied just as securely. She tried to push the panties out of her mouth, but with the scarf around her head holding them in place, she wasn't making any progress. She twisted her head one way, then the other. But she still couldn't see anything. There was no way for her to remove the blindfold. She didn't even know if Julie was in the room anymore. She hadn't heard her in a while. "Mmmph," Barbara grunted. No response. "Mmmmph!" Nothing. "MMMMMMPH!" She pulled, struggled, and grunted, but there was no one to help her, and no way to escape. Shit. What the hell was happening now? How was she supposed to get out of this? She pulled, struggled, and grunted even more, as panic was beginning to set in. But nothing worked. Then, footsteps. "My goodness, Dolly!" Julie's voice appeared, as if out of nowhere. "We're making quite a fuss this afternoon, aren't we?" As frustrated as Barbara was, the sound of Julie's voice had some kind of strange calming effect on Barbara, and she actually began to think she was being silly for making such a fuss. "Don't worry, it's cute," Julie said, a smile in her voice. "I like it when my dollies squirm." And just like that, Barbara began to feel her heart pound and a funny little tickle between her legs, despite the fact she just had a massive orgasm. The way Julie sounded when she was happy about something - God, it just melted Barbara. "I've got something I think will make you happy," Julie said, her voice closer. Barbara heard what sounded like Julie kneeling down in front of her. Barbara began to feel her heart pound heavier, and she flinched when she felt Julie's fingers pull at her crotch rope. She began to huff through her gag again, and then realized Julie was untying the little knot she had tied to allow Barbara to cum. "First let's get rid of this," Julie said, tossing the rope aside. Barbara then felt something long and smooth press up between her legs, lying along the juncture of her thighs. The top of it rested right up against her crotch and the bottom was somewhere around her knees. She felt Julie tying it against her and wondered what the hell it could be. When Julie was done tying the thing to her, Barbara could hear Julie stand up. Barbara could hear that voice in the back of her head screaming at her, telling her to put a stop to all this. She had to. She didn't know exactly what she was going to do in her current predicament, but she was about to scream out something - anything - when Julie spoke up again. "It's my mom's back massager," Julie said and then pressed a button. Immediately, Barbara's crotch began to vibrate, causing her head to fall back, and whatever scream was about to come out of her mouth came out as, "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmpffffffhhhh..." "I bet my dolly feels pretty good right now, doesn't she?" Julie said. Um, yes, Barbara thought to herself. 'Pretty good' was an understatement. "Mmmmmmmfffhh," she groaned. Despite the fact that she just had a powerful orgasm, Barbara could feel her clit springing back to life and knew that she would be able to cum again. "Good," Julie said, that smile still in her voice. "But don't make yourself feel good." What? What was that? Barbara opened her eyes, but forgot that she was blindfolded. She couldn't... get off? "My dollies never make themselves feel good unless I say so," Julie said. "And you're not going to do it. You're just going to stand there just like that. If you make yourself feel good, even a little bit, I'm going to be very upset and you're going to receive a very harsh punishment. But if you're good... really good... I might let you beg me to let you feel good later on." Barbara groaned again. Oh God, this was going to be torture! She didn't think she'd be able to hold out like this forever! This was intense! But she shuddered to think of what Julie would do to her if she disobeyed. Julie simply had too many pictures of her now. There was no way she could let any of that get out. The vibration was intense on her poor swollen clit, and Barbara struggled to alleviate some of the intensity. She couldn't move much at all, but she found that if she pulled her thighs up a bit, the vibration wasn't quite so strong against her clit. The only problem was it took a lot of effort to raise her thighs up like that and she could only hold them up for maybe a minute at a time before they got tired. All she could do was stand there, feel this incredible vibration on her clit, and desperately try to keep herself away from orgasm. It already felt like she'd been doing this for an eternity, when in reality it was probably only a couple of minutes. How long did Julie intend to keep her like this?! Riiiiiing! Riiiiiingg! Holy shit - what the fuck was that?! Was that the fucking DOORBELL?! "Oh good, she's right on time!" Julie said, then footsteps skipped out of the room. WHAT? What the fuck?! WHO is right on time?! Julie better not let ANYONE into this house! Barbara was dressed in only a thin babydoll - with the bottom lifted up! If anyone saw her tied up and gagged like this... Oh God! Barbara was in a panic. But the more she moved and squirmed, trying to escape, the more the vibration pressed against her clit and brought her dangerously close to orgasm. What the fuck was happening to her?! *************************************************** Julie opened the door and smiled. "Hi, Mrs. Davidson!" Karen Davidson, standing there with her nine year-old daughter, Nora, smiled. Nora had her hair in pigtails and was wearing a tight t-shirt and very tight, very short shorts. She held onto the straps of her backpack that she had on as she looked bright-eyed at Julie. "Hi, Julie!" Karen said. "Thanks so much for being available on such short notice." "Oh it's no problem," Julie said. "I'm always happy to watch Nora. We always end up having so much fun together!" With that, Julie winked at Nora. Nora smiled bashfully, biting her lip. "I'm so glad you two get along so well," Karen said. "Well I've gotta get going. I'll pick her up in a few hours, okay? I'll text you when I'm heading over." "Okay, sounds good!" Julie said, opening the door wider for Nora. "Bye now," Karen said, then turning to her daughter, "Bye sweetie!" "Bye mom!" Nora said, almost sounding excited. Julie closed the door and listened as Karen's footsteps walked back down the porch. Then she turned to Nora. Nora smiled giddily. "So what are we gonna do today?" she asked eagerly. "Are we gonna play with your dolls again?! I've been practicing with mine at home!" "I'm glad to hear that you've been practicing," Julie said. "But what I've got planned for today is even better," she said, grinning. Nora gasped excitedly, jumping up and down. "Remember how I always told you I'd get a real-life dolly to play with?" Julie said. Nora's eyes got big and her jaw dropped. Julie grinned. "Come this way," she said, turning and walking down the hall as Nora followed. ****************************************************** Barbara twisted and grunted as the vibrator buzzed away against her crotch. Her heart was pounding and she was more desperate than ever to get free. But nothing she did got her even remotely close to freedom. She could only pray that whoever was at the door was now gone. Then, suddenly, she heard footsteps back in the room. Was it just Julie? Please God, let it just be Julie... There was a gasp. A loud gasp. It wasn't Julie. Barbara froze in a panic. "Shhhhh," she heard someone say. Fuckfuckfuck. What the hell was happening? Who was in the room?! Someone was SEEING her like this right now! Oh shit! Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck! Barbara was completely frozen. She strained with everything in her body to listen to anything that might be going on in the room. But the vibrator was still going right against her crotch, making it painfully difficult to hold still, let alone hear over the buzzing. As she strained, she thought she heard what sounded like whispering. There were definitely two people whispering back and forth. And they were both female. Barbara felt a burning heat spread over her skin at the thought of another girl or woman seeing her like this. And then a giggle. A high-pitched giggle. That definitely wasn't Julie. It was someone else - a girl. A girl who sounded possibly even younger than Julie. Oh God! Who the hell was this looking at her?! The buzzing was getting to Barbara. She couldn't stay still any longer. The vibrations against her clit were too intense. Grunting, she moved her hips around to try to alleviate some of the intensity. More giggling. Barbara felt her face, neck, and chest burn hot with humiliation. Whoever this was - this girl - was watching her struggle all tied up, with a vibrator tied between her legs. God, how pathetic she must look! Barbara desperately wanted to stop squirming, but she couldn't. Standing still was too torturous. She was forced - compelled - to struggle and squrim in front of a complete stranger who she couldn't even see. More whispering. More giggling. As Barbara burned with humiliation, somewhere deep down inside her, she could feel a little erotic thrill at the idea of a strange girl looking at her in this state - especially a girl Julie's age or younger. It was threatening to well up bigger and bigger inside her, but she tried not to let it. That was sick. It was wrong. She can't let herself feel this way! But every time she heard that giggle, that little welling got bigger and bigger and occasionally turned into a surging erotic thrill. Was this girl excited by her? Did she like seeing Barbara like this? What were she and Julie doing? Were they rubbing themselves as they looked at her? Barbara immediately chided herself. 'No, STOP, Barbara, stop! This is bad, you shouldn't be thinking these things! They are YOUNG GIRLS! They should not be seeing you like this, and you should NOT be aroused by it! Besides, you keep focusing on their cute little giggles and you're bound to fucking cum! And then what would Julie do to you?!' Barbara fought it. As hard as she could. It was the only way. But good God it was hard. All the whispers, all the giggles... the girl sounded so young and cute, and so excited by the sight in front of her. And the vibrations against her clit... GAWD! Just make it stop!! And then the whispers got louder. Shit. They were coming closer. "Shhhh." Barbara froze. They were right in front of her. She could actually feel their body heat. Her heart pounded. Adrenaline surged through her body. And then hands were on the front of her babydoll, pulling it down. A gasp. Her babydoll was pulled down under her breasts, which were still compressed by the tight bra with the holes in it, her puffy nipples still protruding obscenely through the holes. The girl was looking at her tits like this. "It's okay," came Julie's voice. "Go ahead." Barbara was more tense than she'd ever been. The vibration against her clit was driving her mad. And then, she felt tiny, thin fingers on her breast - touching it, caressing it. She huffed heavily through her gag. Oh God. Oh God. "Go ahead," Julie said softly. And then the tiny, thin fingers spread out across her entire breast, her nipple pressing into the warm, soft palm, and the fingers closed in and squeezed. "MMMMMmmmmmmnnnfffffh," Barbara groaned, pleasure coursing all throughout her body. It took everything she had not to give in and cum. More giggling. From both girls. The little hand squeezed her again and again. "Soft, isn't it?" came Julie's voice. "Mmm-hmm," squeaked the mystery girl. Then Barbara felt a slightly bigger hand with longer fingers grab her other breast and squeeze. "MMmmmmmmmmmhhhh," Barbara groaned as Julie squeezed her. Both girls squeezed her again and again, sometimes switching hands, sometimes using both hands on the same breast. It was absolute torture for Barbara. Her nipples were puffy and swollen and all the stimulation on them was driving her absolutely wild. It was pleasure and pain all at the same time. The hands were so soft and so experimental - Barbara wondered if the younger girl had ever felt an older woman's breast before. Barbara didn't know how much more of this she could take. No matter how hard she tried to fight these terrible feelings, she always seemed right on the edge of orgasm. The vibrator, of course, didn't help. She was amazed she'd been able to hold off as long as she had so far. She couldn't see herself lasting forever. Her will was bound to give out sooner or later and she was going to cum. But what would Julie do to her if she did? The thought was terrifying. "Okay, ready?" Julie said. Barbara froze again, panic once again seizing her. "Okay, same time okay? Ready? One... two... three." And then there were warm, wet tongues on her nipples. Both of them. At the same time. "HMMMMMPH!" Barbara cried, her whole body tensing up. 'Fight it, Barbara, fight it! Don't do it!' The little tongues licked up and down her tight, hard nipples, spreading warm, wet girl saliva all over them again and again and again. The little hands explored her body, touching and caressing her, especially where the ropes restrained her. She fought with everything she had. It was the hardest thing she ever had to do in her life to not cum right then. Nothing was more mentally and physically taxing than what she was going through right at that moment. And it was a constant, ongoing struggle. If she let up for a second - a fraction of a second, even - she would spill over into the most glorious orgasm of her entire life. It was painful how tempting it was. Her body was shaking. Everything was tense. 'Please, Julie. Please. Please let me cum.' But the little tongues just kept on licking, tickling her tight, turgid nipples. The little hands found their way back to the sides of her boobs, squeezing them occasionally again and again. Barbara could feel her muscles starting to quiver. She was losing control. Her voice began to shake too, and she could hear herself whimpering softly. It was involuntary. She couldn't help it. She couldn't hold out much longer. "Is my dolly having fun?" Julie asked, her mouth mercifully moving away from Barbara's distended nipple. Barbara didn't know how to answer. She had never been so tortured in her life. But what incredible torture! "Mmm-hmmmmph!" Barbara whimpered. "Our slutty dolly hasn't made herself feel good yet, has she?" Julie asked. "Hmm-mmm! Hmm-mmm!" Barbara squealed, shaking her head rapidly. The whole time the younger girl was still squeezing and licking her other boob, and the vibrator was still buzzing away at her clit. "I bet she would like to, though, wouldn't she?" Julie said. "Mmmm-HMMMMMMMMPH! Mmmm-HMMMMMMMMPH!!" Barbara cried, absolutely desperate. Giggling from the girl on her breast. "Okay, I'll allow you to beg me for it. But you can't let yourself until I say so," Julie said, a clear smile in her voice. With that, Julie's tongue was back on her nipple, softly caressing it. Barbara struggled hard. "MMMMMFFF! PMMEEEEEEEEEEEEMFFF!! PPMEEEEEEEEEEMMFFF!!" Giggling. "PMMMMMMEEEEEEMMMFFF!! PMMMMEEEEEEEMMMMMMMMFFFF!!" More giggling. "What's she saying?" came the voice of the younger girl. Julie giggled. "It sounds like she's saying 'please.' But it's hard to tell because my panties are in her mouth." The younger girl gasped sharply. "For REAL?" "Yep!" Julie said with pride in her voice. "Dirty ones, too. Ones that I 'did it' in. So they're all slimy and gross." An even sharper gasp from the girl, who then dissolved into giggles. "So what do you think?" Julie asked the girl. "Should we let her feel good?" "Hmmmm, I dunno," the girl said. "I kinda like what we're doing." "Okay then we'll keep doing it. Sorry dolly," Julie said, then went back to licking her dolly's nipple. "MMMMMMMMMMMM-MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFF! MMMMMMMMMM-HMMMMMMM-HMMMMMMMM-HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" Barbara wailed, dissolving into sobs. Please, no! Not more of this! The younger girl giggled, even as her tongue was back on Barbara's nipple. Barbara thrashed as she wailed and sobbed. Noooooooooo! NoNoNoNoNooooooooooo! This was cruel! This was horribly, torturously cruel! Why were they doing this to her?!! She cried hard, sobbing into her gag, desperately resisting the urge to spill over into orgasm, all the while hearing giggles from the girls as they licked her tight nipples. They were laughing at her. Laughing at how pathetic she was right now. Laughing at how she couldn't move and how they could do whatever they wanted to her. Laughing at how much licking her nipples made her squirm. Laughing at how badly she wanted to cum. Laughing at how much control they had over her. It was painful. It was degrading. It was humiliating. And Barbara had never been hotter and more eager to cum in her whole life. She was being played with and tortured by two young girls, and she couldn't tell if it was the most pathetic she'd ever felt in her life or the hottest. It was both. She couldn't concentrate on anything other than desperately trying not to cum. She had to block out how amazing their sweet, young, wet tongues felt on her nipples. She had to block out the caresses and squeezes of their small, warm hands. She had to block out the cruel, playful giggles. And most of all, she had to block out the buzzing of the vibrator against her clit. She couldn't see, couldn't hear, couldn't think. It was torture. Horrible, awful torture. Barbara didn't know how long it lasted, but it felt like an eternity. Then, faintly, as if off in the distance, she heard Julie's voice say something about doing something else. 'Oh God, yes, please,' Barbara begged to herself. 'Anything else.' The tongues left her and so did the hands. Her nipples were now wet and cool, exposed to the air around them. She was huffing, overstimulated, and exhausted. Gradually, her senses came back to her and her sense of hearing returned. "Can we play with our dolls now?" the younger voice asked. "Okay," Julie said. "But hold on, one more thing." Barbara felt Julie press a button on the vibrator and it switched to a lower speed. Barbara breathed a sigh of relief. It was mercifully less intense now, but the burning ache of wanting to cum still hadn't gone away. "What do you think?" Barbara heard Julie say. "Should we let her watch?" "Hmmm, I dunno," the younger girl said. "Do you think she'd like it?" "Oh, she's very naughty," Julie said. "I KNOW she'd like it. But no matter what, she's gotta stay tied up like that. She's not gonna be able to do anything. All she can do is stand there and watch." "Okay then, I guess so," the girl said. With that, Julie grabbed the sleep mask over Barbara's face and lifted it off. Barbara winced and blinked, her eyes adjusting to the light for the first time in a while. "Barbara dolly, meet Nora," Julie said. She then turned to the girl. "Nora, this is my Barbara dolly. She's mine to play with and I can do whatever I want with her. She's also my aunt." "No way!" Nora said. "Yep!" Julie said. "We've had lots of fun together already, haven't we, Barbara dolly?" Barbara found herself nodding dumbly. She looked at Nora for the first time - the girl who had been squeezing and licking her boobs only moments ago. Barbara was shocked at how young she was - she couldn't have been older than nine. She was adorable, with big, bright eyes and a smile that could melt an ice cube. To think that this girl just had her tongue on Barbara's breasts caused Barbara to shudder - almost in orgasm. Barbara was suddenly incredibly grateful that she'd been blindfolded - if she'd actually witnessed this adorable girl licking her nipples along with Julie, she would have cum without a doubt. Julie then turned her attention back to Nora. "Ready to play with your dolls? You brought them, right?" "Yep!" Nora said, grabbing her backpack. "Wait, wait," Julie said. "What's the first rule about playing with our dolls?" Nora's eyes lit up. "Only in our underwear!" she said, jumping up and down. Julie giggled. "Yep!" Barbara watched as the nine year-old immediately grabbed the waistband of her very tight shorts and began pushing them down her thighs. She couldn't help but squirm her hips around as the girl's panties came into view, which were spotted with big pastel polka dots. Nora pushed her shorts down and off as Julie did the same. Julie had changed into clean panties since this morning and the pair she now had on was soft baby blue. They were both adorable and looked perfect on each girl. "Okay, who did you bring today?" Julie asked. Nora, unzipping her backpack and digging inside, said, "Sadie and Mackenzie. I've been practicing on them a lot lately." "Oooh, great," Julie said. "I'll get out Daisy and Kayla. I think Daisy had a crush on Mackenzie last time they played together, didn't she?" Nora giggled. "Yeah, she did!" Julie grinned. "Okay, why don't you start on Mackenzie and show me what you've learned so far." "Okay," Nora said and pulled out a doll with reddish-blonde hair wearing a white spaghetti strap top and a blue skirt. As Barbara looked at the doll, Barbara couldn't help thinking the doll looked very attractive, with big eyes and freckles across her cheeks. 'What the hell is wrong with me?' Barbara thought to herself. 'It's a freaking doll! Why am I getting excited looking at a freaking doll?!' But she couldn't help herself. She was still too turned on to think about anything else. Nora then reached back into her backpack and pulled out a large roll of string. She then pulled out a pocket knife and set it down as she began to unwind quite a bit of the string. She then took the pocket knife, opened it, and cut it off from the roll. She then closed the knife and set it back down. Nora then picked up the doll named Mackenzie and pushed her arms back, then folded the doll's elbows in so they crossed along the doll's back. Barbara was surprised at how many joints were movable on dolls these days. Nora then took the string and folded it in half. She picked up the doll and then very carefully looped it around the doll's chest just under the breasts. She then pushed the ends of the string through the loop and pulled them tight. She then brought the ends up and over the doll's right shoulder, down across her chest, and up under the part under her breasts, then back up and over her left shoulder and back behind her. Barbara was stunned as she watched this nine year-old girl in pigtails carefully and methodically begin to tie the doll's chest just as Julie had tied her. She wrapped the strings around the doll's arms a few times, and at one point appeared stuck. "Remember?" Julie said. "It goes down here like this." She pointed. "Oh yeah!" Nora said and continued the tie, securing it off around the doll's wrists. When she was done, she held it up to Julie, beaming proudly. "Yay!" Julie said, clapping. "That's great!" Barbara couldn't believe how strangely thrilling it was to watch Nora do that and end up with a beautiful looking chest harness. How long had they been doing this?? Nora then unwound more string and opened the pocket knife. "Her legs are easy. Watch." With that, Nora began to tie Mackenzie's legs together, first at the lower thighs just above the knees, then again below the knees at the top of the calves, and finally down at the doll's ankles, cinching off every tie. "Good job, she looks beautiful!" Julie said. "But she's not done yet." "Oh yeah," Nora said and stuck her hand back down in her backpack. She pulled out a bunch of little cloth strips and set them down on the floor. She then picked out a white one. Nora then picked up the doll and set her in her lap. She took the little cloth strip and pulled it tight between her fingers. Then, very carefully, she placed it across the doll's mouth and then around behind her head, tying it off behind the doll's head, causing the cloth to stretch tight across the doll's face. "Perfect!" Julie said, clapping. Barbara, turned on as she was, could see that Julie had two little points on the front of her shirt. Apparently Barbara wasn't the only one excited by all of this! "Okay, now why don't you take Daisy," Julie said, handing Nora a doll with straight brown hair in a floral print shirt and short skirt, "and show me what you can do with this." Julie then picked up a doll-sized high-backed wooden chair, and handed it to Nora as well. "Hmm, okay," Nora said taking the chair and setting it down. She then took Daisy and positioned her to sit in the chair and pulled the doll's arms back behind the back of the chair. She then unwound more string, cut it off with the pocket knife, and proceeded to tie the doll to the chair, starting with her wrists. She then wound string across the doll's chest, waist, and hips, all securing them to the chair. Then she tied the doll's legs the same way as she tied Mackenzie's, and secured them to the chair as well. When she was finished, she looked up at Julie for approval. "That's pretty good," Julie said. "But what happens if she pulls her arms up like this?" Julie said, tugging on the doll's wrists behind the chair. "Do you think she might be able to get her wrists up and out of the ropes tying her to the back of the chair?" Nora seemed to be thinking about this. "Hmm," she said. "Yeah, but she still couldn't get up from the chair. Her hips and her legs are still tied to it, and her wrists are still tied behind her so there's no way she could untie any of the other ropes." "Right," Julie said, "but remember the point is to make sure she can't move at all. If another girl doll wants to play with her like this, she wouldn't want her moving around too much in the chair, would she?" "No," Nora said in agreement. "So let's think," Julie said. "Is there a way we could make sure she couldn't pull her arms up and out of these ropes keeping her tied to the chair?" Barbara couldn't believe this conversation was taking place right before her eyes and ears. Julie was actually teaching this girl how to tie up her dolls - and not just her dolls, but people too! Julie wanted to make sure Nora understood how to completely secure a person so that they were absolutely immobile. She felt a heavy erotic throbbing all throughout her body gaining in intensity as the conversation went on. Nora bit her lip and started to think. Then, after a few seconds, her eyes lit up. "I know!" she said. Nora then cut off another piece of string and wrapped one end around the doll's wrists, then pulled the other end down to one of the horizontal rugs under the seat of the chair, where she tied it off. "There!" she said. "Now she can't pull her wrists up at all!" "Perfect!" Julie said excitedly. "Now any other dolly can play with her as long as she wants and poor Daisy can't do anything about it!" Nora giggled adorably. "Yay!" she said, rocking back and forth on her hips a little. Then, looking back down at the doll, she gave a little gasp. "Oops, not done yet!" Nora said, this time picking up a black cloth strip and stretching it across Daisy's mouth, tying it off around the back of her head. "Okay, now we're done!" "Good job," Julie said. "She's so pretty!" Nora giggled. "Yeah," she said, rocking back and forth on her hips again as she looked at the doll. "Now let's work on Mackenzie a little more," Julie said, picking the doll up. "I don't think she's quite finished yet." Julie then bent Mackenzie at the waist, and then again at the knees. She then placed Mackenzie down on the floor with her face and shoulders on the ground as well as her knees, causing her bottom to stick up in the air. "Now," Julie said, "how can we make sure Mackenzie stays in this position? Let's think." Nora thought for a minute, still rocking gently on her hips. "I know!" she said suddenly, her eyes getting big. Nora unwound some more string, cut it off with the pocket knife, and then wrapped part of it around the back of Mackenzie's thighs, then pulled the ends up and around the back of Mackenzie's neck. She then looped it back around and began to cinch everything off in the center. "Now she can't raise her head because it'll pull on the back of her legs, and she can't put her legs down because it'll pull on her neck too much!" Nora declared excitedly. "Brilliant!" Julie cried. "You're getting really good at this!" Nora giggled, clearly pleased at Julie's approval. "Okay," Julie said, picking up Mackenzie again. "Now remember Daisy has a crush on Mackenzie, so let's do something a little bit mean to tease her." Julie then placed Mackenzie down on the floor in front of the chair-bound Daisy, with her bottom facing Daisy. "Now let's flip up Mackenzie's skirt so Daisy can see her butthole and pussy," she said, flipping up the doll's skirt and exposing her rear. Nora burst into a loud giggle, clearly recognizing how naughty this was and relishing it. Barbara was shocked. As she looked down at the bound doll on the ground, skirt raised, she could clearly see that someone - presumably Julie or Nora - had drawn in black pen a little hole for an anus and labia for a vulva. The minds of these two girls! "There," Julie said. "Now Daisy can look at the butthole and pussy of the girl she likes and Mackenzie can't do anything about it! Then again, neither can Daisy!" Nora giggled again, rocking harder on her hips. "What do you think Daisy's thinking right now?" Julie asked the girl. "I think she likes it and she's... she's... really excited," Nora said, clearly really excited herself. Julie grinned. "She probably wants to rock her hips back and forth a lot, doesn't she?" Nora nodded eagerly, doing the very same thing with her own hips. "Uh-huh!" "But she can't, can she?" Julie said. "Because she's all tied up to the chair!" "Yep!" Nora declared. "She can't move at all! I made sure of that!" "How do you think that makes her feel?" Julie asked. Nora grinned wickedly. "Probably good!" Both girls burst into giggles. Barbara could hardly believe what she was seeing and hearing. Yes, Julie had turned the vibrator down a bit, but it wasn't doing a damn thing to stop her desperate need for orgasm. In fact, watching the girls play around with the dolls like this made it feel like the vibrator was still going full blast! She couldn't help squirming her hips around, and on one squirm, she went a little too far and bumped her butt back against the closet door, drawing attention to herself. "Oh look, Barbara dolly's having fun watching us!" Julie said. Nora bit her lip. "You think she likes this?" Julie grinned. "Oh I'm sure she does. Don't you, dolly?" Barbara felt herself blush. Could she really admit this in front of a nine year-old? But Julie had asked her a question. She had to answer. "Mm-hmmmff," Barbara mumbled, nodding slightly. "See?" Julie said. "She's a natural dolly. She likes being tied up and played with. Just like these dollies." "Woow," Nora said, amazed. "That is so cool." "I know," Julie said, grinning. "But she's been played with already, and we have other dollies here. She has to wait her turn." "Oh, yeah," Nora said, turning her attention back to the dolls in front of them. "Okay, so what's next?" "Well," Julie said, "we can let Daisy have fun looking at her girlfriend for a little longer. But I don't think Kayla and Sadie have met, have they?" "Nope, they haven't!" Nora said, picking up Sadie. "Okay," Julie said, picking up Kayla and standing her up in front of Sadie. "'Hi,'" Julie said in a higher-pitched doll voice. "'I'm Kayla.'" "'I'm Sadie,'" Nora said. "'I think you're cute,'" Julie said. Nora giggled. "'I think you're cute, too,'" she said. "'Have you ever been tied up before?'" Julie asked. "'Well,'" Nora said, "'only by my owner, Nora.'" "'Ooh! That sounds like fun,'" Julie said. "'I bet you look really pretty tied up. What does Nora do to you?'" Barbara was transfixed as she watched a scenario unfold between the two dolls that involved them tying each other up in really creative and thrilling ways, all as Julie and Nora kept the conversation going between them. Even when one of the dolls was gagged, the other one kept asking questions, and the gagged doll kept responding with, "Mmm! Mmmm! Mmmm!" It was all so playful and sweet, yet not exactly innocent, and unbelievably, deliriously hot. Barbara watched as the girls played with their dolls, acting out all kinds of imaginative and incredibly sexy scenarios. Julie also spent quite a bit of time teaching Nora how to tie up her dolls in various ways, with some of the ties looking quite elaborate. Barbara was thrilled to watch this teaching process, and especially little Nora actually learning and tying up her dolls in quite sophisticated ways. She couldn't believe how skilled those little fingers were already becoming. Riiiiiing! Riiiiiiinnng! Both girls jumped, startled, as did Barbara. "Oh my gosh!" Julie exclaimed, looking at the clock. "That must be your mom!" Nora's jaw dropped. "I thought she said she would text when she was on her way back!" Julie picked up her phone. "Oops. Yeah, she did. Guess I missed it. We were just having too much fun!" she said, grinning. Nora pouted. "I don't want to go home," she said. "I want to play with your dolly some more. Your real one." "Oh don't worry," Julie said. "She's going to be around for a long time. You'll definitely get to play with her again, I promise." The thought of little Nora getting to explore her body again sent thrills through Barbara. She absolutely could not wait. "Why don't you put your dolls back in your backpack and I'll get the door." "Okay," Nora said, slight disappointment still in her voice. Julie then opened the door and walked out toward the front door. Barbara suddenly panicked. Julie had forgotten to close the bedroom door! It was still wide open! "Hi, Mrs. Davidson!" Julie's voice rang out clearly through the open space. "Hi Julie! I'm here to pick up Nora," Mrs. Davidson said. "She's still picking up her things. Why don't you come on inside?" Julie said. An icy shock of panic shot through Barbara. NO! Don't let her inside! Don't let her come back here!!! NOOOO! What the hell is Julie thinking?!?! Oh God, what would this lady think if she saw Barbara tied up and dressed like this in Julie's room - with her nine year-old daughter in it?!?! Barbara had never felt so much panic in her life. "Thanks," Mrs. Davidson said, stepping inside as the door closed. "Sorry I didn't text you back," Julie said. "We were just having so much fun I forgot to check my phone!" "Oh, it's no problem," Mrs. Davidson said, her voice getting closer. "I'm just glad you two have so much fun together." The lady's voice sounded RIGHT OUTSIDE the bedroom! Just then, Nora zipped up her backpack and walked out of the room, almost immediately bumping into her mother. "Hi, mom!" she said cheerfully. "Hi sweetie, you ready to go home? Julie told me you two had a lot of fun together," Mrs. Davidson said. Nora giggled. "Yeah, we had LOTS of fun! Can I come over and play with Julie again please? Maybe tomorrow? Please please please please???" "Well, I dunno," Mrs. Davidson said. "We might be busy tomorrow. But maybe the day after that. We'll see." "Okay," Nora said. "Thank you again for watching her," Mrs. Davidson said. "No problem at all, Mrs. Davidson. Anytime!" Julie said. Barbara heard the front door open and was about to exhale a massive sigh of relief. Then, a pause. "What is that buzzing I hear?" came Mrs. Davidson's voice, getting closer. "Did you leave something on back there?" The panic seized Barbara again sharply. God, no... please no... "Oh, yeah," Julie said. "It's my ceiling fan. It makes a weird buzzing sound like that sometimes." "Oh," said Mrs. Davidson. "Well, you might want to get that fixed." Julie giggled. "Okay, I'll have my dad get right on that!" she said. "Okay, bye now," Mrs. Davidson said. "Thanks again!" "Bye!" Julie said, and the door soon closed. Barbara still wasn't ready to exhale that sigh of relief just yet. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been so scared. Oh yeah, it was earlier at the mall. And then before that, when her sister almost walked in on her tied up to the bed. And then before that when Julie tied her up in the bathroom where her sister works! Still, none of those things had been quite as terrifying as this. She truly thought she'd be seen by this woman. And even though she was gone, Barbara still felt massive amounts of adrenaline rushing through her system. A few seconds later, Julie came back into the room. "Well, dolly, I hope that was fun," Julie said. "Unfortunately, my parents will be home soon, so we won't get to have anymore fun right now." Barbara felt her heart sink. She'd been on the brink of orgasm for she didn't know how long. All she wanted was to have a nice relief. Was Julie really going to deny her that?? Apparently she was, as Julie set about cleaning up her dolls and all the accessories she and Nora had brought out. Barbara squirmed and grunted, pulling on her bonds as she watched Julie clean. She whimpered and whined, pleading with Julie in any way she knew how. But no matter what she did, Julie just ignored her. And Julie was right - Lisa and Brian came home not long after that. The garage door opening startled Barbara just as much as the doorbell did. But Julie just calmly walked up to her, switched off the vibrator, and untied her from the eyelet in the ceiling. She then untied Barbara's gag and pulled out her panties from her mouth. "Ick," Julie said, pinching the panties between her thumb and forefinger. "I'm definitely gonna have to wash these." She tossed them aside. "Honestly, Barbara dolly, you look completely ridiculous," Julie said. "If I were you, I'd wash off that slutty makeup, unless you want my parents to know how slutty you are too." Barbara had almost completely forgotten. Panic once again seizing her as she heard someone walk into the house and toss their keys on the counter, she rushed to the bathroom and began frantically scrubbing at her face with a washcloth. Julie giggled at her actions. "I'll allow you to put new clothes on, but not a new bra. My dolly needs to keep her nipples swollen and poking through those holes until I say so." Barbara felt both excitement and frustration at this, as her nipples were desperately yearning for release. But she also wanted to make Julie happy, and if that meant keeping her nipples in a tortured state, that's what she would do. The rest of the evening was a complete mess. Barbara couldn't concentrate or form a coherent sentence to save her life. All she could think about was the torment she'd suffered that day at the hands of Julie and Nora. Lisa and Brian repeatedly asked her if everything was ok, and she tried to assure them it was, but she doubted she convinced them. What the hell was happening to her?? As it came time for bed, Julie was standing right in her room when Barbara entered. "Okay dolly," she said, holding a length of rope. "Time for your bedtime bondage." Barbara swallowed hard, feeling her stomach sinking even as she felt her clit begin to throb. "Now take off all your clothes except for your bra. You need to leave that on all night. Then you need to lie down on the bed on your back," Julie said. Barbara couldn't deny her mistress Julie. She removed every piece of clothing, save for her bra with her nipples still sticking through the little holes, and laid down on her back. Julie then began to tie the rope around one ankle and secured the other end to the bedpost. She did the same to the other ankle. "Okay, dolly, now sit up and put one arm on your tummy," Julie said. Barbara thought this was a strange request, but she complied, sitting up and placing her right hand on her stomach. Julie then tied one end of the rope around Barbara's wrist, leaving a loop at the bottom, then threw the rope over one of Barbara's shoulders, then back down and around her ribcage, all the way around to the rope behind her, looped it around, then pulled it up underneath Barbara's breasts. She then swung the rope around her left shoulder and did the same. She then brought the rope down a bit to Barbara's waist, wrapped it around the front, then around back again and through the first rope, pulling it tight. Then she pulled the ends through the loop at the bottom of Barbara's wrist and wrapped it around behind her, then back through the loop and reversed direction. Finally Julie secured the ends behind Barbara. "There. Now lie down," Julie said. Barbara found that her wrist was now pretty much immobile right where it was, resting on her stomach. This was a bit odd, she thought, but not uncomfortable. Julie then tied another rope around Barbara's free wrist and secured it to the top bed post. Barbara now had three limbs stretched out, secured to bed posts, and the fourth limb was secured at her midsection. "Okay, now open wide," Julie said, pulling out a long knee sock. Barbara did as she was told and Julie placed it across Barbara's mouth and tied it around behind her head. Julie then pulled something out of her backpack and set it on the nightstand next to Barbara. It looked like a picture frame, but with a blank black screen. Julie then pulled out what looked like a flash drive and plugged it in to the back of the picture frame. "Now you were a very perverted, naughty dolly at the mall today," Julie said. "But you were very good when I introduced you to Nora and didn't make yourself feel good. I know that took a lot of work, and I'm very proud of you. So..." Julie said, reaching into her backpack again and pulling out the same magic wand vibrator that had been tied to Barbara's crotch earlier, "I think you've earned your dolly cummies." Julie handed Barbara the magic wand, with the tip pointing upward toward her breasts. Barbara felt it with her fingers and gripped the handle. Barbara could feel her heart begin to pound. Was she really going to get to cum?! Julie then leaned over Barbara and looked down into her eyes. Barbara's heart pounded at how close their faces were. Julie smiled. "I still can't believe how pretty you are when you're all tied up for me like this." Julie then caressed the side of Barbara's face. "I love you so much, dolly. I'm so lucky to have you." And with that, Julie leaned down and pressed her lips to Barbara's gagged mouth. Barbara felt a rush like never before at those perfect, soft, adolescent lips pressed up against her own. They felt like heaven. And then they were gone. "Goodnight, my sweet Barbara dolly," Julie said, getting up. "Oh, I almost forgot," she said, reaching down to plug in the vibrator, and then switch on the picture frame. "You'll probably want something to look at while you have fun all night." The screen came to life and the first image Barbara saw was of herself hogtied and on the floor, panties over her face and looking at the doll who looked just like she did. The next image was of Barbara tied up in the chair with all that hideous makeup right before they went to the mall. And the next image was of her tied up and blindfolded up against Julie's closet doors just this afternoon. "Nighty night!" Julie said, blowing her a kiss, and then walked out the door. Barbara was left alone as image after image flashed on the screen. They were all of her in various states of bondage that Julie had put her in, and some were even of them walking around at the mall. And then there was one of Nora, mouth open, licking at Barbara's swollen, distended nipple as Barbara was tied up and blindfolded against the closet doors. The image sent a jolt through Barbara that shocked her. She had to get this vibrator going, and fast! But it was facing the wrong direction. It was pointing up toward her boobs, and she needed it to go down the other way! Feeling around on the handle, she felt the button to switch it on and pushed it. Immediately, the vibrator came to life and began vibrating against her, just below her boobs. Surprised at how nice it felt, she pushed it up higher and managed to get it up against one of her swollen nipples. "Unnnnngh," she groaned, throwing her head back. It felt amazing as the vibrations brought her swollen, sensitive nipples to life, surging an electric current from her nipples all throughout her body. Barbara felt she had all night, so why rush things? She kept the wand tip against her breasts as she watched more images flash on the screen, turning it toward one nipple, then the other. After a few minutes of this, it actually felt like her vibrating nipples were sending currents of vibration directly down to her clit, as she could feel it throbbing and aching. But after another minute or two, that throb and ache became too intense to ignore and she knew she would have to relieve herself. All these images of herself in various states of bondage reminded her vividly of how she felt in them, and how Julie had tormented her in them. The ones of her tied up against the closet doors had gotten her particularly charged, especially the ones of Nora up against her and exploring her body. Barbara knew she had to turn the large, unwieldy vibrator around, but knew it was a risky process. She only had one hand to do it, and if she dropped it, she would be tormented all night long by all these images on the screen and not being able to relieve herself. There was no way she could free any of her limbs and there was no way she could roll over. She had to be extremely careful. Slowly, Barbara turned the vibrator until it was almost 90 degrees from where she had it before. Slowly, she spread out her pink and ring fingers along the handle and, keeping her thumb on top gently for support, let it fall against the rest of her fingers. She now had it turned a full 90 degrees. She was halfway there. But now this was the hard part. She had to turn her whole hand over the handle, tuck her thumb underneath, and flip it around while gripping it with her pink and ring fingers to turn it a full 180 degrees. One false move and the vibrator would tumble off the bed, permanently out of her reach. Meanwhile, all these images of herself in tight bondage flashed up on the screen, which happened to be fairly close to her face. Close enough that with each change of image, it distracted her enough to lure her eyes toward the screen to see which state of bondage Julie had placed her in next. Barbara huffed through her gag, trying to concentrate. Carefully, she slid her thumb down, tucking it underneath the handle. She began to push up, twisting the vibrator beyond 90 degrees. She wrapped her index finger around the top as much as she could, which held it a little steady, but wasn't enough to fully secure it. Her toes curling with effort and concentration, she twisted slowly, pushing up with her thumb and trying to lift the rest of her fingers over the handle as she turned. She had her middle finger now up and was about to work on her ring finger when an image flashed on the screen that was mostly skin. Barbara looked over and saw that it was a close-up of Nora's face, mouth open, small wet tongue stretched out and pressed right up against Barbara's fat, swollen nipple. The image was deliriously hot, and it instantly made Barbara recall how wonderful it felt. It all happened in an instant. As soon as Barbara saw the image, she could feel the vibrator slipping, and she instinctively tried to press her palm down hard onto it, but her palm was sweaty and it slid out from under her. Barbara let out a shriek as the vibrator slipped, slid down her body, and flopped onto the bed next to her. Shit! Fuck! FuckfuckFUCK! Now what? Barbara took a second to evaluate her situation. At least it wasn't on the floor. Holding her head up, she could see that the cord was looped as a result of the turn, and the upper part of the loop wasn't too far from her fingers. She might be able to reach it! Grunting as she twisted her body, she stretched with all her fingers and all her might, and succeeded in touching the cord. After a few more twists and stretches, she had the cord in her fingers. Now the hard part was pulling the cord up through her fingers to actually get to the base of the vibrator, grab it, and make sure it was pointed in the right direction. It was a painfully slow and torturous process, but Barbara managed to get a hold of the handle and turn the tip down toward her crotch. The feeling of relief at simply holding onto the vibrator again was almost as satisfying as an orgasm. After she grabbed the handle, she let her head fall back and breathed heavily, taking a break from all her efforts. Of course, she could still see the screen flashing all the images of herself in various states of bondage, and that quickly got her motivated to get back to work. She slid the vibrator down until it was right over her pussy and immediately groaned. Holy fucking shit, that felt good! Barbara watched image after image on the screen, holding the vibrator against her clit, slowly gyrating her hips around to make sure she hit all the right spots. This was wonderful. She really could do this all night. She watched as the images of her hogtied on the floor appeared on the screen. Sitting up in Julie's room, looking at the mirror, gagged tightly with Julie's knee socks. That one felt pretty awesome. Walking around the mall with her huge boobs practically popping out of her blouse. Even the group of girls that had been following them! When did Julie take that one?? And then, of course, tied up against the closet doors, blindfolded and gagged, the vibrator tied to her crotch. Barbara groaned as she vibed herself, letting everything build and build. This one was definitely going to be big, she just knew it. And then, there was Nora. Sweet, beautiful, nine year-old Nora, looking like she was having the time of her young life, grabbing Barbara's boobs and grinning excitedly. "Nnnnnnggh," Barbara groaned, feeling herself get close. But not yet. She was waiting for that close-up again. The one of Nora's face, mouth open, wet, shiny lips, tongue extended, pressed to Barbara's fat nipple. Anytime now, Barbara thought. But no, she wasn't in a rush, was she? She could be patient. She'd already waited this long. And then, several more flashes later, it appeared in all its glory. Barbara focused on Nora's sweet face, and the contact of that perfect little tongue on that fat, saliva-coated nipple. Instantly, she recalled how it felt. Oh yes. Fuck yes. Barbara pressed down the vibrator and pushed her hips up into it, holding it, holding it, as she stared at that image. Oh God. Oh yes. Here it comes. Oh God, oh God... "HHHHHHHHUNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!" she groaned, bucking her body up as it convulsed into a series of shudders and twitches, erupting into a glorious orgasm that seemed to go on and on and on. Fuck yes, Barbara thought. Fuck. Yes. And this was only the beginning. **************************************************** To be continued...