Castle Bond Part 6

Dad, my brother-in-law and my brother approached us bound and gagged ladies. "Ok, gags off first then we'll all give you a drink, then it's ropes and undies and tape gag."

Undies? I thought. Oh yes, knickers or panty gags. But this thought was interrupted as I saw my brother approach. Please don't...he peeled off the adhesive gag slowly but there still was the sting and quite possibly a red mark. He eased out the saliva-soaked cloth and I coughed in response. 

"Sssh, no talking."

 

I wasn't going to, you fool, I thought but gratefully accepted the bottle of water to my lips. It wasn't exactly cold water not did it taste like the mineral water I knew but it was a grateful quench of thirst.

 

"That's it; don't wanna make you pee."

 

I glared at him but he simply moved and cut away the bonds around my arms and wrists. I expected to get time to rub the circulation back but nope, he immediately tightened cotton ropes around the same area and before I knew it, I bound tightly again.

"Less than two minutes before we begin again folks," Johannes called. 

"Open wide sis," my brother said and I noticed something bunched in his hand. I shook my head but knew it was inevitable. The cotton undies were jammed in and not one bit protruded out.

 

Ripp! came the sound and soon enough, two strips of the same tape sealed my undies inside. "They are your beige ones, picked out from your suitcase when you were sleeping," he added. Asshole, asshole. I turned and saw dad slap the same tape on mum's lips.

 

"Alright people. Gentlemen; gather your ladies, the tour is about to begin again."

Once more my brother's hand grabbed my arm and I was quite helpless as we moved off into a larger room. Inside were several tables but clearly, they weren't for eating or decoration. They did have ropes or leather straps connected to them.

 

"This is the rack chamber," Johannes started. "The King and his inner circle would bring ladies charged with any offences here, strip them to their underwear or naked, and interrogate them until they confessed. For some strange reason, this chamber is the first phase before they bring the confessed ladies to the rooms you saw earlier."

"How do they interrogate them?" One guy asked.

"For the minor offences, it was simply verbal questioning and humiliation. For serious offences, cold water or heated objects were used. For even more serious," he gestured to another set of tables. "Whips and various devices would be struck."

"Wow, wee..." my brother breathed. "Can we actually..."

"Jaigo, we aren't in the business of humiliating the ladies or torturing them." my father growled. Yeah that's right little boy, don't you dare try to strap me to that.

"We do allow ladies to be restrained to them in their lingerie," he remarked, mispronouncing the last word. "But if you go naked, you must sign a consent form. And we monitor activities at all stations. Our staff will step in if we suspect action that is too extreme." That didn't make me feel any better.

"Over here is something rather new but similar," our guide continued and we entered what really looked like a medical operating room. Inside were four metal tables, with medical restraints and medical instruments by the side.

"This is a modern addition; the kingdom naturally wasn't that advanced. As the room suggest, this is for medical play. As before, ladies and well gents must sign consent forms if they want to be naked and no excessive play will be allowed. Both these areas are off limits to children and young teens." I heard couple of muttering of affirmation. No way should that happen.

We moved out into day light and by now, my knickers--the one in my mouth--was definitely soaking with all my saliva. It had not dried out my throat yet, but I guess that would change shortly.

 

Johannes asked us to move single file along the walkway. Mum moved first, her mouth bulging with her high waist undies--I could see part of the waistband sticking out of her mouth. Dad followed after her.

 

Next was Sayle with her husband steadying her, how cute. The red-headed Imogen, then Avena, then me and Jocasta, with my brother behind both of us. A couple of minutes later, I heard Johannes mention something when, WHUMP! I bumped into a frame.

"...careful of the arch way, it's short." Thanks for saying that after it happened, I groaned in my head and through the panty gag.

"Hey, you alright?" I turned to see....

TBC

 

 

 

 

 

 

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