INELLA’S BONDAGE

BY SCAVENGER
scavenger13@earthlink.net

Inella could not determine where she hung, she only knew someone stripped her, tied her in a severe suspension, and blindfolded and gagged her. Her legs seemed to be lower than her upper body, but her feet never touched whatever might be beneath her.

Although 12-year-old Inella knew she didn’t have large breasts, they did start to develop at eleven. They grew to small cones, her nipples pointing straight out all the time. She never wore a bra, she loved the reactions from all her friends, and loved the look of strange men when she wore a white T-shirt or tank top, or even a tube top. She wore them all just a size smaller than she should, to enhance her nipples and her breasts, which now equaled the size of half a cantaloupe.

Some type of biting clamp pressed in on her nipples, her clit and labia. The ropes pushed up on her breasts from the bottom and down on her breasts from the top, and could feel her wrists bound to her forearms behind her, her upper arms tied tightly together. She couldn’t move. Some more rope seemed to be looped around her armpits and back through her arms, and tied somewhere above her. A looped and taut rope encircled each thigh right next to her vagina, pulling them up and spreading her legs even farther open.

Inella knew her birthday fell on this day. She didn’t worry, because as she thought more about it, the more she realized this might be her birthday wish. She had heard a lot about bondage, and she asked her folks to do some things to her. They both balked at the idea, but now she knew they probably granted her wish.

Inella tried to move, and her body swayed with her movements. Her ankles seemed to be spread widely, and pulled taught, taking much of the slack away from her upper body, and her big toes as well seemed to be tied down to something. They hurt as well, being tied as they were.

“Unnh! Unnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnh!” she hollered through her gag. She could feel drool exiting from around her gag. It felt like a huge ball stuffed in her mouth. Straps covered her head, and something tied around a ring in the top strap pulled her head back. Drool leaked out from around the large ball. Her blindfold pressed hard against her eyelids, allowing no light to hit her eyes.

She didn’t know what happened or how she got here. She didn’t care. She decided to enjoy her birthday. She didn’t care if she received any other gifts or not. Inella continued to struggle, her labia spreading and showing the pink deep inside, and could feel her juices wetting her slit and dripping onto the floor.

She continued to struggle, making more unintelligible sounds. Someone touched her bare bottom, running his or her hands back and forth. There were four sets of hands on her behind, and Inella shuddered as a finger ran up and down the crack of her ass while someone continued to swirl their hands around her bare bottom.

Now, Inella sensed something near her breasts, and suddenly small hands touched them and ran around them. Her brother? Her sister? Yes, a set on her breasts, then another set on her slit. Her 10-year-old brother and 9-year-old sister! They were touching her!

She struggled again, trying in vain to move her body so her two siblings would leave her alone. She realized that left her mom and dad playing with her butt end. Inella, no matter how she moved, both her brother and sister still put hands on her tits and cunt, her folks still playing with her butt and asshole.

Suddenly the hands pulled away from her body. She didn’t want them to stop. The clamps continued to bit into her nipples and labia. They didn’t return and they didn’t return and they didn’t return . . . Were thy going to leave her here now, by herself, bound naked, gagged and blindfolded?

Inella made noises through her gag, trying to get the attention of somebody, making her body sway in her ropes as much as possible. Still no one came. Then someone pulled her butt cheeks apart while at the same time someone pulled her cunt lips apart. Then simultaneously, they shoved something small into both her asshole and cunt, then pulled away.

At first Inella felt nothing. Then, slowly, something warmed both holes. However, the warming got hotter and hotter. Inella screamed and threw herself around in her suspension as the small cones burned inside her. She screamed in intense pain. She cried. She begged through her gag. But nothing would help her now. She rode out the pain for over half an hour. The hot soon disappeared, and Inella settled down, sweat rolling off her still struggling body.

As she finally settled down, cool water drenched her body, washing the sweat away. Someone gave her a cool douche, while someone else filled her bowels with a cool water enema, and Inella expelled it, totally embarrassed at having both her parents and her brother and sister watching her. She heard giggles. And whispering. Her brother and sister. She would get back at them, but not yet sure how.

Someone now pushed something else into her butt hole. A finger, with something slick and gooey on it. It rubbed around inside her. It felt good to her. But then whoever stick it in pulled it out. Now, Inella needed something back there. She didn’t have long to wait. Something small entered her butt hole, but as her mom or dad shoved it in even farther, it grew bigger, and bigger. Until finally it grew small again. She tried to shove it out, but it wouldn’t go. No matter how hard she tried, it wouldn’t budge.

Then someone, she knew to be her brother or sister, shoved something the same size into her cunt. Then things changed.

Someone tied a rope around her waist, then ran a rope down between her butt crack and against the thing in her bottom, up between her cunt lips and tied off in the front to the same waist rope. They felt good inside her two holes, but surely there was something more to them. And indeed there was. Someone turned two switches.

Inella screamed at the sudden vibrations inside her bottom and up her vagina. She screamed and jerked and humped her body at the two vibrators. As they worked their wonders on Inella’s poor body, she certainly wasn’t new to masturbation. She’d been doing it since six years old. But never anything like this ever happened.

As Inella gyrated, something hit her bottom with a severe stinging. Again and again it came down on her bottom, hurting her, burning her, stinging her, and it didn’t let up. In the meantime, her orgasm built and built until, finally, it burst upon her mind, bursting colors, electricity echoing through her body, the whip adding to her still exploding orgasm. As she settled down, the whipping stopped and someone turned off the vibrators. Someone removed the crotch rope, then slowly pulled out the two vibrators. Inella whined, moving her body to indicate she wanted them back in.

Once the voice reached her ears, she knew who it was. Her brother, Kalan!

“Not yet, Inella. Shauna and I can still have fun with you, mom and dad said. And since they’ve left and left us in charge of you, we can do anything we want.”

“Yeah,” repeated Shauna, “anything we want. And guess what we want to do?”

“Unnnh! Unnnnnnh!” yelled Inella. Suddenly she felt little pricks all over her bottom and breasts.

“Do you like the pins sticking you?” asked Shauna. Inella said nothing, just suffered as her brother and sister pricked her continually until she couldn’t stand it any more. They didn’t really hurt, but became seriously irritating. She jerked in her ropes, but that didn’t help. The pins kept sticking her butt and tits.

Then they changed areas. Both of them worked on her cunt, pricking her labia, her clit, inside her cunt. Inella cried, screamed, gave up. Her brother and sister stuck the pins in her even harder. Finally, they stopped, giving Inella a short reprieve. She rested, no one doing anything to her.

This is not the way she pictured her bondage session. No, not al all. Inella’s breasts hurt, her nipples burning, as were her labia. Her butt still felt the residuals of the whipping. Her jaws ached from being forced open by the ball gag. Her wrists hurt from being forced up into the small of her back. Inella grew weary from being suspended. If only they would tie her up differently! Still no one came back. Where were they? Were they going to come back and torture her more? Again she screamed, but no one came. She knew they must be around somewhere. Surely they wouldn’t leave her alone like this!

Still, no one came. She floated in her ropes, unable to sleep due to her bondage. Her cunt twitched, needing to cum again. Her bottom tensed, needing to be whipped again. Inella let out with a primal scream.

Someone began to untie her, but once untied, they told her to lie down on her stomach. She lay on a soft mat. She did, not really having any choice with four people controlling her. They retied her wrists behind her, crossed her ankles and tied them tightly, then pulled her ankles and wrists up to meet and tied them together. Something hooked them both, and lifted her up until she hung several feet off the mat. The clamps still bit into her nipples and labia. Someone tied rope around both knees and pulled them apart, her butt, butt hole and cunt now spread once again for their pleasure. By this point, she knew they would keep her tied up as long as they wanted, doing whatever they wanted to her.

Yet, did she want to be set free? Wasn’t she enjoying this? Inella lost concentration as something hard pounded against her bare bottom. She yelped through her gag. Again and again what she knew to be a large paddle with holes in it smacked her bottom. She cried at the unbearable pain. She didn’t how long they kept up the paddling. She only wished it would stop.

It did. Someone plunged fingers into both her asshole and her cunt. No movement. She tried to get them to move their fingers, but all she could almost nothing. Suddenly, the fingers did move, as someone else twisted her nipple clamps and tortured her tits.

This stopped almost as soon as it started.

“Guess what, Inella?” Kalan whispered in her ear. “I get to fuck you!”

“Nuuuuuuh! Nuuuuuuh Uhhhhhh!” Inella screamed through her gag.

They let her down, and untied her wrists and ankles, rolled her over, then attached cuffs to her ankles and wrists, tied a long piece of rope to each ring, then pulled her legs and arms apart, attaching each a wrist and ankle to each end of a spreader bar, then hauled her up to where Kalan’s penis would fit nicely into her cunt.

Shauna stood by her older sister, and played with her tits. Kalan rubbed a finger up and down her slit, hitting her clit every so often, sending Inella into a quick shock. He continually repeated the procedure, sending Inella through spasm after spasm, yet unable to reach orgasm.

Kalan stopped, and began to rub his cock to get it as hard as he could. Pre-cum leaked from the end, and he knew he was ready. He stepped up to his sister’s cunt, aimed his cock, and pushed it in slowly. His dad told him it would feel a lot better if he did it that way, instead of fast. He pushed in all the way.

“Dad, I went in all they way. I don’t feel any hymen.”

“Not all girls have their hymens intact. Many times, for an active girl such as your sister, their hymens can break during, say, calisthenics, aerobics, gymnastics, riding horses, and other things. This is probably what happened to your sister.

Kalan just stood there, his penis in his sister. She wanted to him to move. She gyrated her body to make him move. She could feel him inside her, but that was just a tickle. Finally, Kalan began to move back and forth, but very slowly. He groaned at the tightness of his sister’s virgin and tight cunt. He felt like someone had wrapped their hand around his cock and squeezed it just as hard as they could, which he often did when he masturbated. But this was much better.

Slowly, slowly. Inella groaned, wanting him to go faster. In fact, Kalan did speed up, but still not enough to reach her explosive point. Inella started to shudder at feeling her brother’s cock inside her. Soon, he sped up, wanting to cum himself. It didn’t take long. He spurted into her what sperm he could produce, and Inella saw fireworks, felt the heat of electricity shoot through her body, and shook at the most intense orgasm she’d ever had, even through masturbation. Kalan fell forward, grabbing Inella around her back, forcing his upper body against her tits, squashing them, making the clamps on them bite even deeper into her nipples. Finally, he stood up, and just stood there, feeling his cock go soft. He pulled out, and watched as his cum oozed out of Inella’s cunt.

Inella hung there spread, wondering what would happen next. Nothing. For a very long time. And hung there, and hung there and hung there. No one touched her, no one played with her. She felt as if she had hung there for hours. And she wasn’t too far from the truth.

Someone lowered her a little, and someone else began to tickle her feet as someone removed her nipple and labia clamps. Teeth raked the bottoms of her feet, then sucked and bit her toes. She suffered with having her feet bit and licked for what seemed a very long time. Hanging helpless, she could do nothing to make them stop. As her feet continued to be tortured, two others began to play with her sore nipples and tits. Squashing them, twisting them, pulling them, slapping them making them move back and forth. Inella screamed, wanting them to stop, yet screaming at the pleasure induced by the hands doing things to her.

Then, something parted her butt cheeks, and she waited. Something gooey was once again spread around and in her butt hole. She wondered this time what would be shoved in there. Someone raised her a little, and something hard and stiff was pushed into her butt hole. Someone’s cock! No! Not in her butt hole! Not there! But her wishes meant nothing, even if she could voice them. Soon, the cock moved in and out of her, and without conscious knowledge moved her hips with the cock’s movement. Soon, she came again, but in a different, yet equally fantastic orgasm.

She felt sperm being shot into her bowels. “Thanks, sis,” said Kalan. “That was wonderful!”

He pulled out, and Inella couldn’t believe it. Her brother had fucked her twice, once in her cunt and once in her butt hole. They now left her feet alone and Kalan watched as his cum oozed out of her butt hole. He thought that was very sexy.

Then, they left her alone. Really alone. For a very, very long time. She hung there needing to be released. Still no one came.

Her thoughts turned to what she had just experienced. She’d heard about girls being tied up and tortured, but something like nipples being squeezed, maybe a light spanking, and masturbated. Nothing at all at what she just went through.

She shook her wrists and ankles, hoping the cuffs might let go on their own. Nothing happened. She hurt. She was tired. Her cunt and butt hole burned. Her nipples were aflame, her breasts ached. Were they ever going to let her down, free her?

She heard noises. Her wrists and ankles were freed, but someone tied her wrists behind her back, added a tight collar, and she heard a chain being locked on. She had to follow where she was led. After much time, her feet felt the soft carpet of her house. Whoever it was continued to lead her to her room where they stood her with her back to her foot rail, and tied her wrists to it, then spread her feet and tied each ankle to the outermost rail, spreading her legs wide apart. Then again, nothing.

Someone tickled her cunt, using the tips of their fingertips. “It’s me this time,” said Shauna. “I get to do things to you now. Let me see, what can I do to you?” She tweaked Inella’s nipples, and Inella let out a little squeak. Gingerly, Shauna cupped her sister’s breasts, and squeezed them lightly. She rubbed them, flicked them, toyed with them, all very lightly. She didn’t want to hurt her sister any more. She put her mouth first on Inella’s left breast and nipple, and sucked and flicked her tongue over the nipple. She did the same to her right nipple and breast. While continuing with her breasts, Shauna moved a hand down to rub up and down her slit. Inella groaned, hoping against hope for another orgasm. Inella could feel her sister’s naked body against her own. She felt good against her. As Shauna continued with her breasts, she slipped a finger deep into Inella’s cunt, rubbing up against her clit as she moved her finger in and out. Soon Inella screamed again, reaching a nother orgasm. But Shauna didn’t stop. She continued pumping her finger in and out of Inella’s cunt and rubbing her clit until she reached two more orgasms.

Inella nearly passed out. She bent over from exhaustion. Inella rose back up, and tried to tell Shauna she needed to be untied.

“You have to wait here for a while. Someone will be in later.”

“Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmph!” screamed Inella. But she heard her bedroom door shut. And again she was left alone. She thought blank thoughts, as blank as a new sheet of pure white computer paper. She stood there waiting. For what, she didn’t know. Perhaps another orgasm. Yes, that’s what she wanted, another orgasm. Who would give it to her? Would she want to be untied before her next one? No. She wanted to remain tied as someone gave her her next orgasm.

Someone came in. They untied her wrists and ankles from the rails, then laid her on the bed face up. They tied her wrists to the to far head rails including her thumbs, then tied her ankles to the same rails and tying her big toes as well, pulling her butt up in the air, her cunt just over her mouth. Inella liked this. That way, they could really torture her and she could do nothing about it. They tied a rope around her waist, passed it under the bed, and tied the ends in the middle of her body.

Then once again Inella felt all alone, still naked, still bound, still gagged, still blindfolded, still a little girl at the mercy of her family. An unwilling little girl, yet enjoying everything they have done to her.

She waited . . .