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JESSICA at M.I.T. #2
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The ride along the freeway was smooth. The driver was apparently
not in a hurry. Jessica could hear traffic passing them by and their
vehicle never seemed to change lanes or swerve. They had been on the
road for about twenty minutes, it seemed, when Toni climbed to the back of the van
where Jessica sat lashed tightly to the Captain's chair. To Jessica's
surprise, Toni spun the seat around with Jessica in it. Then the
captive heard something clang against the seat then a couple of bumps.
Toni was doing something with her seat. Toni pressed Jessica's head
forward.
"I told you would not have to be blindfolded for the ride so I'm going to
remove it. Not that it will do you much good <giggle!>"
And Toni loosened the dish towel from Jessica's eyes sliding it up
onto her forehead. Jessica opened her eyes ... to see nothing. The rear of
the van was nearly dark, the windows tightly curtained. She realized
she could be unblindfolded because Toni had turned her seat backwards.
There was nothing she could see that would give her a clue where she
was or where they were going.
Toni had not taken her hand off the blindfolding towel since loosening it
and now with both hands she pulled backward and seemed to hook it onto
something. It was tight on Jessica's forehead and now testing, she realized she
could not move her head at all.
"Jim, you wanna hit the switch for this thing!" Toni called to the front.
There was no reply but in a moment Jessica heard a whirring sound under
her seat and the towel on her forehead became tighter and TIGHTER as her
head was being pulled backward by some machine.
As her head was drawn back her chin was thrust outward and the stifling, gagging
"bit" between her teeth forced the cloth wadding deeper still into Jessica's throat. Almost
at once she began to gag.
She wretched "mmmmaaaallff...unf..unf!" Toni high-five'd the air ...
"I LOVE IT! I JUST LOVE TO DO THAT!" She hollered to
the front. "Teaches 'em self control Jim!, HeeHeeHeeeeee!!"
Jessica thought her throat would tear as she repeatedly heaved and retched into
her gag. Toni hissed in Jessica's ear.
"Just so you know! You'd better get that gagging under control by yourself 'cause
ain't NO way I'm taking that gag off. Not after the shit you gave me putting' it on!"
Jessica was in panic. Her nose was now spewing mucous out on one breath and in
on the other. Her ears rang and she was flushed and red in the face but she somehow
she managed to stop vomiting. Toni held a rag to her nose.
"Blow Mrs. B... You did good".
Jessica blew her nose as best she could but with her jaws wide apart and
her head held back it was not easy. Finally, the crisis past, Jessica tried to find a
comfortable place for her tongue beneath the packed cloth as she sped
down the highway staring straight up at the carpeted ceiling of the
M.I.T. van.
Jessica had not the slightest concept of time in her bound state.
All she knew was that she ached and hurt in a dozen places at once. She
had long since ceased to "think". It was impossible to keep a thought.
Severe bondage and stringent gags in particular have that effect on their wearers
and this was the "Mother of all gags". Instead of thought, her mind
just reacted to messages of pain or discomfort from one body part than
another. Her mindless staring at the ceiling was broken by the van's
bouncing and lurching as it made a tight turn and forced her against her
bonds, then a HUGE bump as the van bottomed out in a ditch or
something. The ride was awful and seemed to be lasting an eternity when
suddenly the van lurched left, then right, then stopped. The horn was
blown and a voice squawked from outside. A loudspeaker <"Like
McDonalds" > she thought, then wondered if she were crazy. Then the
drivers voice
"Uhhhh, let's see, Jessica Lee Brown. No, No just HER! Whaddyawant anyway!"
The van leaped forward with wheels spinning in the gravel then caught the pavement and screeched! "Slow down! Toni warned...so he's an idiot." Where are we taking Ol' Jessie B.
here?" The drivers answer caused Jessica's heart to skip several beats..
"LONG TERM RECEIVING" Toni replied. Can you believe it? "My God, what did
her husband send her up here for? Gees!"
Jessica had no idea what any of it meant yet she began to cry silently.
The van stopped again, another horn blast and the sound of an automatic door opening.
She could tell by the sound that she was inside a building garage. The van stopped
and the engine was turned off. The three attendants said nothing to Jessica.
They just piled out of the van and she could hear them talking as their voices
grew fainter, then a slammed door and utter silence.
Jessica stared at the dark ceiling. Her neck hurt from the strain.
Everything hurt from the strain. She wanted to close her eyes but when she tried it
she found her lids couldn't stay closed due to her forehead stretched so by the towel.
She stared at the ceiling. In time, despite the suffocating gag and the tight bondage
and with eyes half open, the exhausted prisoner slept.
Jessica was aroused from her erratic sleep by the rocking of the van
and the sense of people near her, standing against her. As she tried
to move her head she realized all too well that she was still bound to
face the ceiling. As she strained her eyes downward to see what
happened she was startled!
The face of a woman came into her view, stretched over the form of Jessica
in the chair and face looked straight into her eyes but said nothing.
The reason for her non-communication was obvious. Her mouth was stringently
gagged by a huge knot of cloth tied in the center of a white towel. So distended was her jaw
that the corner's of her eyes were drawn downward markedly. Jessica would come
to intimately know the "RKG" the Regulation Knot Gag. The woman was
clearly in great discomfort, yet Jessica was sure she saw the traces of
a smile about her eyes. Jessica quickly guessed her to be about her own age.
Her blonde hair had been cut too short. The uneveness made Jessica
fearfully wonder if it had been voluntary.
A second person, a black woman entered Jessica's field of view. The great knot
in her mouth and the stark white towel stood in contrast to her medium dark skin. This
woman's eyes were blank, emotionless, sad...no sign of a smile here.
The first woman had stepped behind Jessica and was unknotting the head
towel. As it fell free, Jessica was afraid to move her head fearing
something pulled in her neck. Slowly she raised her head and looked
forward for the first time in nearly five hours. Had she not been still
gagged she would have gasped in surprise at the sight of her two new
attendants. Each, in addition to their gags, wore wide leather collars.
One of white and one in black leather. It took Jessica a moment to sort
out the images before her.
Both women wore jump suits made of clear plastic. What had puzzled Jessica
now became clear. The areas around their breasts and groins were made opaque in a "smoked glass"
look. Somehow one's eyes told them they were seeing these private parts
but in fact they were obscured. Each had a name stenciled on their chest. Cindy,
the blonde and Nora. There were black bands that buckled tightly at
each wrist and ankle and in some way were attached to 4" black pumps.
Jessica immediately noticed that small brass padlocks were locked
on each of Cindy's cuffs and a large "Jingle Bell" decorated each lock.
The two women began to untie Jessica and then she realized what had
awakened her. It was the loud crinkling sound of something like cellophane.
"God!, those jumpsuits are STIFF!", Jessica thought.
That noise would drive me crazy!" < Jessica was not thinking very far ahead was she? >
The women worked quickly and confidently and Jessica's ankles and legs
were free in no time. They lifted her from her seat and began to free
her hands. They had been bound and crushed for so long, Jessica had
nearly forgotten them. Immediately, "pins and needles" stabbed her as
the blood returned to circulation. Suddenly she was again aware of her
dreadful gag and raised her hands to pull it off.
Nora slapped them down and shook her head! Freed of all the ropes, Cindy
pressed Jessica back in her seat and removed her sneakers. Nora handed her a pair of
4 1/2" Heeled pumps with a wide ankle strap which Cindy placed on the feet of her
captive. Nora helped Cindy to guide Jessica to a standing position. She
had to bow her head as it touched the van's roof. Cindy stopped for a
second and coughed. It was muffled and distant. Then she held her hand
to her mouth and "gagged" slightly. She remained motionless, then
began to breathe deeply. She reached up to try to adjust her gag and as
she opened her mouth wider, Jessica realized there was another cloth packed in
behind the huge knot! and it was this rag that was gagging Cindy. Jessica looked to Nora
who just nodded and held up two fingers then one finger and pointed
back to herself. Jessica got it. Cindy was double gagged, Nora
was not. Jessica wondered why. Cindy had gotten control of
her gag reflex and was breathing normally now though she continually
had to wipe tears from her reddened eyes.
Nora moved up and gently pushed Cindy into the chair to rest. Then she began
to unzip Jessica's jacket and removed it. The prisoner stood motionless before her, not
sure whether to help or what? Her pants were pulled down and she
obediently stepped out of them, grateful for her black panties. Nora
picked up a length of rope and grunting instructions through her gag
she turned her back and crossed her wrists in demonstration. Tired,
hungry and frightened, the hapless Jessica turned her back and felt the
familiar tightness of rope about her wrists again.
Nora grunted again into her gag, this time at Cindy and pointed to Jessica's shoes.
Cindy closed her eyes and nodded silently, acknowledging an error. Nora
reached in a bag and kneeling, she unbuckled an ankle strap and fed it
through a 12" dog's chain, a choke collar. Then in one sweep of her hand
she pulled down Jessica's panties!
"MMMmmfmfmggm!" Jessica heard herself try to complain.
The panties came off her feet and the chain was affixed through the second strap.
Cindy had revived now and at last Jessica felt fingers working at the knot of her
gag. The thick towel was removed and Cindy plucked at the knot in the
"bit". She had trouble with it but it finally came loose and Cindy turned
the captive to face her. Tentatively, Cindy touched the wadding with thumb
and forefinger as if afraid she'd be bitten. She pulled gently and
the bandana unfolded out of Jessica's mouth
<"Oh! it feels good.. but my jaws" > Cindy dropped the cloth and reached for
the second gag which she pulled out confidently now. She started to turn away when
something caught her eye and she looked at Jessica's mouth, then her eyes and
made the first sound Jessica had heard.
"MMmmffffr???" <"More?"> Unbelieving, she again reached deep in the captive's mouth
and withdrew the pad of cloth that had plugged Jessica's throat all morning.
"AHH! AAACK <cough!>Oh God! Tha....."
Before she could thank Cindy, Nora dove for her and clapped a hand over her mouth.
Nora shook her head in "NO NO!" Jessica understood and nodded her head in the
woman's hand.
Nora tentatively released her. Cindy had been to the duffel bag and
now stood before Jessica with a towel over her shoulder. A huge white
dish towel with an enormous knot in it's center. Jessica thought
< Dear God, I've barely closed my mouth and she's going to gag me again...>
There was no use fighting and Jessica felt her shoulders slump in resignation. Cindy
grasped the captive's face in one hand and squeezed the sides of her
cheeks. Jessica knew well what she wanted and opened her mouth to
receive the awesome looking knot. Instead, however, Cindy produced out
of nowhere a large white cloth which she began to stuff into Jessica's
mouth. Jessica pulled back but Cindy grabbed her hair from the back,
looked her in the eyes and shook her head. With the cloth hanging out of
her mouth, Jessica understood the hopelessness of the situation.
In a fit of spite <?> She FORCED her mouth WIDE OPEN as if to challenge her
captor to "DO Your Worst!!". That sort of thing.
Rather, Cindy did her best. She poked and prodded and stuffed the cloth in every area of
Jessica's mouth, wadding it far, far back against her throat. Then,
with a thumb holding the gag in place, she snapped the towel from her
shoulder and in a twisting, rolling move managed to seat the knot
behind Jessica's teeth. Jessica saw Cindy's eyes smile again as the
blonde faced her.
The ends of the towel hung from Jessica's face. She must
resembled a walrus, she thought. Cindy then untied the kerchief,
re-folded it and again drew it over Jessica's head, knotting it behind
her neck. Reason was returning to Jessica now in her semi-freedom and
she realized the scarf was to keep the cloths from tangling in her
shoulder length hair allowing the knots to loosen and slide. Then she
remembered the boyish "chop-job" haircuts she'd seen on the only three
women she'd viewed today.
The gag was now knotted too tightly behind her head. The already sore corners
of her mouth hurt all over again, only more so. Jessica wondered how long she
would keep her luxurious shoulder length hair.
Feeling more secure now with the gag in it's place, the women lifted Jessica out
of the van and stood her on the cement floor. She teetered and stumbled
in the highest heels she had ever worn as she tried to stand still. The
gagged guards looked at each other and nodded as if laughing at her, as
indeed they were.
It was cold. Jessica shivered as Nora beckoned her to come forward.
The two headed across the huge warehouse toward the only door.
Naked, with hands bound behind her, cruelly gagged, hobbled feet
allowing only baby steps on too high heels, Jessica followed.
Minutes later, it seemed, Jessica completed her fifty yard hobbled walk
to the door. She had slowed to a snails pace when at least three times
she stumbled and would have fallen on her face, hands tied behind her,
but for luck.
Her keepers had long since disappeared inside and she wasn't sure what to do.
Taking the safe way she thought she turned her back and managed a feeble knocking with her bound hands. The choice was good for the door opened and Cindy stepped back to admit her.
The room appeared much like a lunch room with light green walls, two doors off the
room and a picnic type bench in the center. A table at the wall held
coffee and pastries. Next to a small refrigerator was a folding screen such
as one might have found in an old dress shop. Behind her, unnoticed at
first, stood a man. A giant man! Fully 6'6", maybe 300 pounds, she
thought and dressed mostly in black leather. At least a black
leather Greek fisherman's hat, black leather vest over a black tee shirt, and the
tightest leather pants she'd ever seen. There was no way this
respectable wife and mother could miss the enormous bulge at his groin!
His eyes were riveted upon her and when her gaze met his he slowly
nodded, once.
That single nod sent Jessica's mind reeling with a blur of mixed messages.
She decided she was afraid of this man. Then it struck her.
< "OH MY GOD! OH SHIT!"> she thought and she bent over!
crouched down! and turned her back. Wrapped in her gag and high heeled
shoes she had forgotten that she was STARK NAKED! and had just
stood there facing this stranger, this brute! From the corner of her
eye, she saw Cindy signaling her to come to the screen and she
scurried over and behind it. Cindy's eyes were smiling over her gag
again and Jessica wondered how she could do that when her own eyes
were tearing, on the brink of gagging again. Cindy stepped just out of
the screen as Jessica watched. She grunted, apparently to the man and
pointed to Jessica. The deep male voice filled the room
"Novice plastics. She's got to go to Masters at two o'clock !"
Cindy nodded and disappeared returning in a moment with a package that
reminded Jessica of one of those plastic rain cape outfits. Her guard
tore open the wrapper and amidst a din of crackling plastic shook out
what appeared to be another jump suit like she and Nora wore. Jessica
correctly presumed it to be for her. The garment was in fact for her
but it was NOT a jump suit. It was a two piece, pants and jacket affair.
Cindy, seeing Jessica's puzzled eyes held up the torn wrapper and
pointed to the word "Novice". Jessica mentally shrugged, guessing her
question had been answered. Cindy unstrapped the captive's right shoe
and pushed a pant leg over the foot then replaced the shoe and hobble chain.
She repeated the act with the left foot and pulled the plastic trousers
to Jessica's waist in a roar of rustling cellophane.
"We like 'em noisy like that"
The man's voice answered an unasked question
"Keeps the slaves from sneaking around <Hahahah!>!"
All of what he said was lost on Jessica except one word which, coming from him terrified her.
She hardly noticed Cindy freeing her hands as the word "slaves" ricocheted
off the walls of her brain. She hadn't yet dealt really with what was
happening. Was SHE to be a slave? To whom? To everyone??
The plastic jacket felt as cold as ice when Cindy slipped it up her arm on to
Jessica's body. Cold and crinkling. Awful...worse than she'd
thought. Cindy set about the strapping of each cuff tightly around the prisoner's wrists
and ankles, the belt at the bottom of the jacket and the collar. On the
chest, with a laundry marker, Cindy wrote "Mrs.Brown / NOVICE".
Soon, instead of cold, Jessica began to feel heat. Body heat with
nowhere to escape to. In the clammy cellophane she felt like she was
already perspiring. Cindy matter-of-factly crossed her prisoners wrists
and again bound them behind her back, tighter this time it seemed.
Jessica was starving, frightened, sad and lonesome all at once. Again the tears welled in her eyes and poured down her cheeks uncontrollably. No one seemed to notice. Jessica was led to a hard
wooden stool and positioned to sit facing into a corner. Her shoulders
ached, her mouth had lost most of it's feeling. And she wanted to go
home!!
< In chapter III, Jessica meets Dr. Masters and the "staff" >
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