Castle Bond –
Part 9a
"Jmmnthmmm,"
I cried through my gag as I ran towards him. As he embraced my bound body, I
arched my head upwards towards and attempted to kiss him....
"Wake up,
sis," my brother said, interrupting my dream. I gave him a glare with my
eyes--how dare you spoil my lovely dream? Again, he tossed me a ball gag which
I dutifully used to gag myself. Shower over and back in my PJs, I dutifully
allowed my brother to handcuff me and quickly I was led to the breakfast table
where Mum, Avena and Jocasta were sat, bound like me.
Because Jocasta
often complained about ball gags, she was gagged with a single strap panel gag
instead. Our gags were removed, cuffs shifted to the front and we ate our
breakfast. That over, I was pushed to dress for the day, with Jaigo whispering
"wear some dress or skirt."
I selected
normal beige knickers, a normal black bra, and a knee-length dress, not exactly
to satisfy my brother but to look good. As the weather wasn't going to be warm,
I added a pair of skin-tone 40 denier tights. Back out, I found my brother had
already bound my jeans-clad younger sister with soft white rope. She was also
gagged with an OTM cloth gag. I was quickly secured and gagged in the same
fashion.
"Your
mother, Avena and I will join you guys later," Dad announced checking our
bonds and gag to ensure they were secure. "Have fun but remember," he
turned "don't push it too far for your sisters. You should ask them first
and if they say no, it's no. And if they give the safety signal, it's an
immediate no. Understand?"
My brother gave
an enthusiastic 'yes dad' and with one arm grabbing each sister, we set off. In
the lift, we encountered a couple around our age. The girl was in some sort of
skin-tight suit with ropes all over her and a big black ball gag. The most
prominent part of her bondage was her crotch rope and the breast bondage which
shoved her tits out very prominently and I guessed she wasn't wear a bra. My
brother greeted her tall male companion and just said 'nice rope work'.
Outside, it was
an enormous bondage bazaar. Females of all ages and ethnicities were
accompanied by men, all of them bound and gagged. Almost directly in front of
us, a father was escorting two young twins who were almost mummified with duct
tape from the waist up. Further right of me was a husband with his wife locked
up in medieval-like fetters and gagged with a scold's bridle. On our left were
several elderly ladies very securely bound with just torn up bed sheets.
Further away,
there were girls bound with zip ties across their wrists, elbows, knees and
ankles, shuffling along. Some were dressed like me while others had skimpy tops
or even wearing bikinis, no doubt heading for the island mentioned yesterday.
"Come on
sisters," Jaigo tugged us. "Same route as we took yesterday?" I
looked and Jo and we both nodded in agreement. Quickly, we found ourselves at
the gallows area Johannes took us to.
Not totally to
my surprise, there was a long queue so we quickly moved on to the next one,
which was the jail cells and medical area but there was also a crowd blocking
our view. Jaigo had a quick consultation with us and we agreed to try the maze
stall. Thankfully, the queue there wasn't long but as we stepped up, the stall
assistant raised his hand and said "only one boy and one girl per
turn."
Jo immediately
muttered through her gag that I should go first. Jaigo dutifully bound her to
the bar by the side and then we listened to the rules. Girls were given a map
of the maze to memorize. Each girl had a five to ten head start and the goal
was the boys to capture the girls they were paired with before the girls
reached the other side of the maze.
I had barely
made it one-third of the way when my brother caught me. "First
place!" I heard the attendant yell. All participants were brought back to
the starting line. I got the longer head start this time but my brother again
caught me as I passed the halfway mark. He was too good for this and so I
switched places with Jo and also found myself next to a Chinese girl.
"Hmm,
ImmClairmmph," She introduced herself through her tape gag as Leanne. She
was Taiwanese-American, and her family was exactly like mine, playing tie up
games. She was here with her parents, her older sister Claire and her younger
brother Paul while her older James would join them later. We were discussing
various scenarios when my brother and sister returned. Apparently, my brother
scored first place amongst all the captors and they decided to let others have
a chance. He was rewarded with some mysterious box.
Nodding goodbye
to Leanne, we headed off back to the gallows area. The crowd there was much
smaller but it was noisy, with boys really throwing wet sponges at girls tied
to the poles.
"Wmmcantdmmthmm,"
Jo protested but Jaigo still insisted. He opened his backpack to reveal spare
clothes - how the hell did he get those out from our suitcases?
Sighing, we
headed up and this time, both myself and Jo were allowed to participate
simultaneously. The rules here: girls had to be secured to the poles and men
folk had to listen to the umpire and throw sponges or soft balls at a specific
area of the girl such as leg, chest area or limbs. Striking the wrong area
would result in a penalty score. I also discovered thankfully we bound girls
would also have a plastic sheet, providing some comfort.
"Ready,
throw!" the chief attendant called. My brother missed his mark on the
first throw, but afterwards his target. In other words, Jo and I were pelted
with lots of wet sponges or rather wet projectiles. After like nearly an hour,
the flimsy sheet broke free and my arms were already soaking wet and slightly
aching from the striking of the sponges. Suddenly, a sponge struck my legs.
"Mmmph!"
I cried but the next scream came from Jo next to me, as Jaigo's sponge hit her
crotch area. We both screamed louder to indicate our protest. Jaigo only
noticed its after one more round and by then I was quite wet and Jo pretty
soaked. A warm shower wouldn't be possible at this moment, but luckily there
was a toilet for us to change. I switched my damp dress and tights for a what
my scheming brother brought: one of my denim miniskirts, nude tights, and a
long-sleeved top and jumper.
Back outside,
Jaigo announced it was a change in bonds and gag. Well it was all silver duct
tape but the gags were knickers as stuffing. Not just any knickers but a
switch, that is, I had to be gagged withJo's black knickers and she with my
pink ones.
"Oh, come
on, it's not your first time you had other's pants in your mouth," Jaigo
argued and soon enough our wrists and elbows were wrapped on layers of tape and
two rounds of tape sealed the various underwear inside. As Jaigo checked our
bonds, he received a WhatsApp message and announced we were to meet our parents
and another part of the castle grounds. "Where are we," he said,
unfolding the map. Suddenly, I heard a deep "Good Morning" from
behind me.
It was Jonathan
and Melissa.
TBC
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