A VACATION FOR JESSICA Chapter VIII...... Jessica's Orientation
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"Ah HAH!.. Yes!! The poor beleaguered Mrs. Brown!! Who finds herself
the unwitting victim of some terrible mistake !!! Bring her IN !! dear
Ms. Sandra. And while you're at it find some rope and bind her to that
chair Right by the fireplace" Masters was rubbing his palms together
in glee."Yes, RIGHT by the fireplace!" The Warden silently smiled at
him and nodded.. She pulled Jessica to a thin framed straight chair
and sat her on it. In moments she was enthusiastically lashing her
captive to it with tight rope placed at nearly every juncture.
Jessica's ankles were unhobbled and bound to the front legs. Then her
knees were tied together causing painful straining at her ankles.
Tight ropes bound her lap to the chair seat, then her waist to the
chair back. Sandra worked in perfect order upward on Jessica's body.
Her hands were freed to be LACED onto the sides of the chair from
armpit to the backs of her hands!. Finally long ropes passed around
her breasts and criss-crossed over her shoulders and around her
breasts again and over her shoulders till she was as ONE with the
chair. Poor Jessica was puzzled till she realized that the Warden's
game was to impress her boss.....and her boss LOVED his charges in
bondage. Jessica wondered what was happening as Sandra seemed to be
working on the blindfold's knot behind her head. But when she stopped,
the cloth was still in place. Then suddenly, Jessica felt her head
being pulled back slowly....by a rope?..she did not resist until it
seemed too much. She tried to pull back but there wasn't a
chance..Backward her head went till her face pointed straight up to
the ceiling it seemed. With an EXTRA tug! the Warden tied off the rope
and Jessica was in an awful position. Her neck hurt...her
shoulders...the cloths in her mouth were pulled so deep she was afraid
of gagging!! "Excuse me Doctor, could you help me with this
please Sir ?' "What? Oh, yes, of course " His voice came
closer "Glad to my dear!" And Jessica felt herself and her chair
lifted and set down again...then pushed forward..as if on wheels.
She could feel the welcome heat of the roaring fire in the huge
fireplace. Then as her chair was rolled further the heat became quite
intense....Quite HOT!!. Jessica's chair rested on a device
which looked much like a big "Lazy Susan"...a sort of round platform
on small caster wheels. The back of her chair faced the fire and the
skin on her hands felt MUCH too hot........ Meanwhile Sandra had
plugged a long cord into the wall and now she bent over to a switch on
the turn-table. And Jessica, lashed to her chair...staring sightlessly
at the ceiling began to ROTATE!!! in the radiance of the FLAMES!!!
Like a barbeque spit...the helpless woman turned slowly before the
fire. "Do you think that's a little too close?" The Warden spoke
softly to Masters. "MMmmmm..just a tad.." "I'll move her" and Sandra
started toward Jessica. "No,No,no,no....tell you what...she'll be
fine...but better wet her down......you know, in case of
sparks... Sandra was puzzled but didn't want to appear at a
loss. Her eye caught a large watering can by the hearth and she
guessed that was her answer. The Warden confidently seized the can and
went into the lavatory. Jessica was trying to make "help me" sounds
in her gag but the wet cloth blocked virtually everything but a slight
rattle in her throat....she was HOT! BURNING UP!! TERRIFIED!!! Then
out of nowhere COLD WATER cascaded onto her head and down her neck.
The spray hit her shoulders and chest..into her lap. SHE TRIED TO
MOVE..TO STRUGGLE!! but her bonds would not give an inch......The
water poured down her back and onto her hands. And now gradually the
WATER was becoming warmer...much warmer...Hot...HOT!...Jessica could
now smell the odor of detergent and bleach as the moisture in her
dress and apron vaporized.....Then she felt the chair moved ... about
an inch or two. In a few turns of the chair it felt Hot and
Stifling..but she was not burning......And so, for at least the next
forty five minutes, poor Jessica cooked before the fireplace.
With her head held so far back her mind played tricks on her and she
constantly felt she was about to tip backwards ...Into the fire??????
< Her frazzeled brain was racing ...and her heart was breaking..She'd
just come from a shower...Sandra's kindnesses.. now she was wet and
HOT! and totally confused..... And in her chair, Jessica turned
slowly, around and around......!
The chair stopped revolving and Jessica felt cool air as she was
wheeled away from the direction of the fireplace and sort of bumped
across the carpet then stopped again. Still lost in confusion, Jessica
heard Masters voice. " Ah..well now that's probably better now isn't
it..Yes, I'm sure....Good grief you look like a cat that fell in a
well. Your dress, your hair..er..well no matter THAT!" Jessica was
lost in her immobility still....."Now, Mrs. Brown, Breakfast! You
haven't eaten have you ?? < Was she supposed to answer?? HOW??? > At
once the rope holding her head back relaxed and her head fell forward
..she was dizzy. Masters was untying the blindfold and the wet rag
dropped to the floor with a plopping sound. Instantly she took in the
scene. Masters in a robe and ascot knelt at her right, plucking at the
wet knots at her arm. Right in front of her was a small square table
perfectly set < The same table she had dined at last night...or was it
last MONTH! > A small vase of three flowers.. a Sterling coffee pot on
it's trivet, a plate of toast, Jam and Butter, and a large covered
dish before each setting. Masters rose to his feet when both her arms
were freed. He was not going to release her any further she sensed. He
pushed her up to the table and her sodden apron draped legs
disappeared underneath. Masters was having trouble with her gag also
due to the wet cloth. Finally the towel was off and the RKG was
loosened and pulled from her teeth. He dropped the wet cloths as he
motioned to Jessica...she thought she understood and plucked at the
cloths filling her mouth. They too were hard to grasp but she managed
to pull the first out. She retched and gagged slightly on the next
cloth as it touched her throat but finally it came out and joined the
pile on the floor. She stared blankly at Masters... with NO CLUE what
to say or if to say anything! He broke the silence.
"Well, how are you ?? That WAS fun to watch !! But you do
look like HELL! Well, eat girl before it's all cold...Do you like
Eggs Benedict?" " Er...why yes!...thank you" Jessica stammered". "Tuck
your napkin in at the neck Jessica!" <"Isn't that cute..soaking wet in
this dreary outfit with a pink napkin bib!"> Jessica complied. They
ate quietly with a few conversational breaks then Masters dabbed his
chin and sat back. "All full and feeling great?" "No sir, I'm full
thank you, but I'm cold and yucky!". Well we'll have you out of those
clothes soon " Masters took on a serious expression.
"Jessica, I wanted you to know that I've taken a very special interest
in your presence here. Normally a prisoner, once oriented, is left to
her guard's and the staff's attentions. But you fall into a unique
category. First, you are, well usually, Most attractive...I LIKE buxom
little red-heads! so that's in your favor. On the other hand, you have
displayed a bit of recalcitrance....and THAT no matter how minor, can
not be overlooked or tolerated <"Oh GOD! He's getting to the CAP!! >
And to make a long story and several pathetic conversations...long
distance! to your husband, short. You owe me $1500. Jessica gasped!
"Sir..I owe you fif...????" Well YOU are here Mrs. Brown...your
deadbeat husband is NOT! At first it appeared there would be a
resolution to the problem in ten days. Then the story was some kind of
"bookkeeping" error. NOW! he doesn't have it and doesn't know when he
will. And by his tone of voice, I got the feeling he wasn't too upset
about it." Masters leaned closer. "And get this Jessica. When I
explained that our policy was to add substantial amounts of punishment
to the prisoner' regimen in such cases.......... His reply was "Well..
look... you gotta do what you gotta do." And he laughed, Mrs.
Brown...He LAUGHED! And some woman's voice in the room was laughing
EVEN HARDER!. His words hit Jessica like a slap in the face and her
mouth must have just fallen open and she looked at him. "I know, Mrs.
Brown, I'm sorry..but there are often hidden agendas when wives are
brought to us. And when I saw the long list of petty nonsense Michael
had drawn up, I was quite sure of what was happening to you."
Jessica's body had slumped against the ropes and she continued to
stare blankly. "However, Mrs. B. you must understand that whatever
empathy I may have for your tragic plight. Your situation changes only
in that in addition to your work assignments, training and required
discipline, I WILL have satisfaction! and it WILL come entirely from
you !!!
Masters stood up and walked to his desk. he picked up a small black
box, like a radio with an antenna. He seemed to punch in some
numbers. "Now, Jessica, we have a VERY busy day! Since you will be
kept as a NOVICE with no hope of promotion...you must learn about your
"pager" As a novice, the only "good" part of the job might be said to
be the fact that you will find yourself working or "running" errands
anywhere on the grounds. So you will wear a "paging device"...a sort
of "beeper" <"What's so funny about a beeper?"> "Whenever
you are needed I just punch in your.... Suddenly! the heavy doors
flew open and CINDY! charged in as fast as her hobbled ankles would
allow. Jessica saw the woman wore kitchen whites and hat and her ever
present RKG was stained and discolored.....Cindy ran to a large white
button on the wall behind Masters desk and pushed it...Her hands were
locked in 3 link handcuffs. Again..and Again she pushed the button!
.... Now Cindy was POUNDING ON THE SWITCH!!! she glanced, Wildeyed!
at Masters who was grinning and looking at his watch. Cindy was
beating FRANTICALLLY at the button with both hands now!!! Then as
Masters grinned at her "MMMMMMMEEEEIIIIIIIINNNIIIEEEEEEEEEOOOOO"
Cindy's knees buckled! she grabbed frantically for her butt!!! But
with handcuffs on she spun in place like a dog chasing it's tale!
Cindy hadn't stopped shrieking into the gag ooooEEEEEoooo!!!
and now she was on the floor FLOPPING LIKE A FISH!!!! "AAAAAAaaaaaa
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaooooooo" Masters picked up the box again, and Cindy lay
motionless on the carpet curled up in fetal position. Jessica was
shocked and FRIGHTENED to see Masters laughing softly as he
turned away from Cindy who was moaning continuously.......
"Now, Jessica, I'll explain about your pager". He reached into a desk
drawer and pulled out a silver dildo shaped object about six inches
long and attached to it was what appeared to be a leather belt and a
wider strap that narrowed at it's center. "Oh Goodness!" Jessica heard
her self say. "Hardly" Masters chuckled again "Actually they are
anti-escape devices as well." He picked up the black box. "When I or a
Manager want you we enter your number here and your pager
vibrates to alert you....Oh, by the way, It's in your rectum!..did I
mention that?" Mortified, Jessica mouthed the word "NO" but no sound
came out..only her head shook in disbelief. "So! When you are paged
you are to report to your particular station and you have THREE
MINUTES! to get there! Unless you are "too far away" such as trying to
leave the grounds .....If you have not pressed your home
button in the three minute period, the device contains a high voltage
coil and you are automatically administered a SEVERE! MIND BLANKING!
BRAIN NUMBING SHOCK! Until someone turns it off." Jessica was staring
at Cindy who had rolled onto her back and was having trouble breathing
"Any questions Jessica?" " Huh? what? Oh!..well what about her..I mean
she pushed her.."Oh that!...Just a little demonstration..you see that
is YOUR button now. I changed hers to the kitchen where she's
working....must have "forgotten" to tell her Put on quite
a show didn't she??? Now, Cindy who had heard the explanation lay on
her stomach, her face on her arm..sobbing pitiously. "Very few
prisoners have missed their page more than once" Masters tossed the
mass of straps and silver into Jessica's lap. Instinctively her hands
recoiled from it's touch. "Oh!, and another thing. Once every other
day or so, just for fun, I "hit" one of the gals with a 60 second
shock!! It's a random number thing...may never get you....
Well, that's your new "pager".......Now what else??? Masters put his
finger to his chin as though thinking..."Oh! Yes, Jessica, the
$1500....yes, yes......Well I know you don't have it in cash with you
so other arrangements have been made" He paused and grinned at
Jessica... allowing her mind to wonder ...... Then in a purpously
light and "conversational" tone he went on "I believe in your first
interview I mentioned that whipping and flogging and such are ONLY
carried out by my direct command....in one of our Punishment Rooms or
Dungeons as the prisoners prefer to call them." Masters handed her a
plastic card, much like a credit card. "Keep this with you! You will
be shown where "your" dungeon is. Since you will have the run of the
house for your work, you must, on your own!, report there each
morning, noon and evening!" Jessica felt tears building again...and
heart sickening fear as she listened to this man..." Insert your card
in the slot, enter and approach the attendant. He will scan your card
and know what to do.....< trying to control a laugh > And HOW MANY
TIMES TO DO IT !! HA HAAA hahahah!!" Masters began to untie Jessica
from her chair as Cindy was now sitting and revived somewhat. Masters
turned his attentions to her. "Cindy dear, forgive me for taking
advantage of you but I knew Jessica would be impressed. Your button,
by the way was right behind you in "Bakery" < chuckle! > "Now Cindy, I
need your help with this wench! I'm late for an appointment. Bind her,
gag her and put her on a collar in the laundry while you dry her
uniform. And look through the laundry pile for an old NOVICE cap for
her She seems to have conveniently forgotten hers this
morning" Masters closed his briefcase. "That being the case, before
you prepare her for her "dusting" work this morning, take her by the
shop and ask them to please SHAVE HER HEAD COMPLETELY!!!" Masters
shouted the order while glaring at the stunned Jessica. "You will
learn, my dear, You WILL learn." In a mocking fashion, Masters tousled
Jessica's hair and patted her head as he left the room.......
Twenty minutes or so later, her mind and thoughts a muddle, Jessica
found herself nearly nude, chained by the neck to a wall and standing
in corset, stockings and 5" heels. Her wrists were crossed, bound and
cinched too tightly and her mouth had been stuffed full of the wet
rags from Masters' office floor and Cindy had used one of the wet
towels again to secure the gag.....She noticed Cindy'd hands still
shook uncontrollably and the young woman was ashen faced from the
electric shock she had endured because of Jessica. Taking a desparate
risk, Cindy had even pulled the RKG from her mouth. More than twice
she had vomited and now she was dry heaving into the tub...her body
spasm'd violently every few minutes......Cindy was NOT happy with
Jessica ! Finally Cindy laid down on the pile of laundry Jessica
recognized all too well..... and as she tried to put the rape out of
her mind, and as the machines droned on for the next hour, Cindy
slept.....
"RRRRRRRIIIIIINNNNNGGG!!" Cindy was awakened, and Jessica jumped a
foot! at the sound of an alarm bell in the hall by their door. It
became apparant that this was some kind of a "noon" whistle or lunch
break. Cindy, much improved got right to work but first she leaned
toward Jessica and hissed in her ear! "I'm through feeling sorry for
you!! You'll get what you were sent here for and I'm going to see that
I get a piece of it Red! .....OH! I'm the LAST one that'll
call you that!!!! " Jessica became nauseous too at the
thought of what would happen to her soon...and of Michael! <"And some
woman's voice was laughing even harder..."> Masters words kept playing
in her brain like a song. Cindy pulled the drab dress, bra and apron
out of the dryer and with them over her shoulder, quickly untied
Jessica's hands. "Put these on quick...unbotton the neck strap and you
can put on your "pretty" apron <"I have to try to dress with
my neck in this chain???> Barely able to move six inches from the
cement wall, Jessica eventually got into her dress. It was not "too"
wrinkled, but far from perfect. She worked the apron into place just
as Cindy came toward her grinning from ear to ear!!! "This is a beauty
Jess!! Never SAW one of these! " The MAIDS CAP was surely of
another time...different from her first, this was of a heavier white,
stiff cotton...material like her apron, it was big and had a black
elastic ribbon threaded through it. Cindy put it on her captives head
and laughed! Then pulled it way down over Jessica's eyes and ears...So
big was the ugly hat! The ruffle of it rode up and settled at
Jessica's eyes and she couldn't free them by blinking...the cloth was
scratching her eyeballs! Cindy couldn't have cared less. "Tell you
what Red! If I'VE got to wear a fucking dumb cooks hat! You CERTAINLY
deserve this one < heheeeheeehehehe! > She fastened a pair of black
leg irons on Jessica's ankles then unlocked the heavy leather collar.
Jessica was frantic..her eyes were killing her and tearing badly!
Cindy reached up under Jessica's voluminous skirt to her waist and
fastened a belt around it.
For the moment, Jessica forgot about her eyes as she recognized the
contraption being strapped on her. "Bend over..Hands on the
floor...bend your knees and spread'em!" Cindy drew the tapered
leather strap from the front of the belt and pulled it through
Jessica's legs to the back. The dildo fit through a hole in the strap
and once fixed, a flap snapped over it to keep it from
falling out. Rudely, Cindy flapped the uniform skirt up and over
Jessica's head. It was so large it formed a tent over her touching the
ground. Jessica's bare white ass and it's little brown hole were in
plain view. Cindy pressed the silver prod into the rectum and
Jessica's gagged scream and gyrations stopped her. < No fucking
K-Y..what am I supposed to do?? > Cindy looked around the laundry..she
thought of liquid detergent but thought that might be like an
enema...finally she grabbed a bottle of fabric softener and poured it
on the dildo..and that was as much as she was going to do for this
bitch! Cold, wet and slippery, the long silver probe
disappeared quickly into Jessica's ass and the crotch strap was
buckled to the belt and she pulled Jessica upward ! At first Jessica
felt like she was sitting on a broom but sooner than she thought, the
feeling of invasion subsided..she wondered if she could walk. Cindy
was in a hurry! She had found an old white towel in the laundry and
she lifted the "hat" for it was too big and foolish to be called a
"cap" from Jessica's eyes and as quickly tied the towel over them,
knotting it tight behind her head. "Here we go Red!" and she pulled
her out of the room and into the hall in a replay of the morning's
walk with Sandra. They walked a long way down the hall and then a
flight of steps downward, a landing, a turn, and more steps. Jessica's
leg irons hurt on the stairs. The stopped and Cindy opened a door and
pushed her charge inside roughly then backed her agaist the wall.
Jessica's heart raced as she smelled...cologne, Witch Hazel!! <"Oh NO!
It's the Barber Shop!!"> Cindy tied her hands together palm to palm
then tied passed a rope between her arms and body and pulled back
hard. Jessica's elbows were drawn back and her hands forced to rest
against her stomach.. "Stand at attention NOVICE!! Cindy barked at her
< "WHAT??" > Jessica wanted no trouble so she stood erect..
Cindy was impressing the staff! Jessica didn't know how much time had
passed...she was thinking of hair. Of the curly red hair she'd had as
a ..girl....Of the months and years of nurturing it to waist
length...How Michael LOVED her hair! How Master Ken had compelled her
to kerchief her hair when she read his stories..."mild humiliation" he
called it and it was .... Someone grabbed her and dragged her across
several feet then backed her up to a chair and pushed her in it. SHE
PANICKED! for the second it took to feel what the "pager" was going to
do. It drove up into her..but did not exactly hurt....though it was
FAR from comfortable. Hands bound the "customer's" ankles together and
to the chair somehow and heavy rope was used to tie her torso the the
chair back. "What are we doing here? Any body got the chart on this
one ??" Another, woman's, voice "Yep! All the way!!" The male barber
was pleased "Yesssss!!...Awrright!" The two towels were untied from
Jessica' face. She was afraid to open her eyes. When she did, slowly,
she squinted into the light and found herself in an all-white sterile
looking room. Straight ahead of her in a full length mirror sat a
woman in a frumpy grey dress bound to a barber chair, hands folded in
her lap. Ends of red and yellow cloth stuck out of her mouth! A tall
muscular black in a light blue smock and a comb sticking out of a
pocket was ripping a wide piece of silver duct tape from a big
roll...He peered over Jessica's shoulder to see her face and plastered
the tape across her mouth. Then two more in an "X" shape.....rather an
overkill but he seemed to enjoy it. Jessica closed her eyes at the
first sound of the electric clipper by her right ear....and she let
herself cry....! The clippers stopped and stayed quiet and Jessica
barely opened her eyes to see before her a BALD WOMAN she did not
know...A BALD WOMAN whose mouth and lower face were masked in silver
tape! The barber had a mug of something in his hand and to her shock
he brushed white lather all over her skull...then just rubbed it
around her head. Jessica was staring transfixed now as with a cheap
disposable razor he shaved her head SMOOTH! clearing every speck of
shaving cream. Her head felt LIGHT.....and COLD!!!! The barber toweled
the scraps of cream from her head. Then ran his hands over it to test
for misses...and finding none, walked away. It was over and somehow,
Jessica wasn't at all sure it mattered. Cindy grinned sadistically as
she pulled the hat over her captive's head again! In seconds Jessica
was untied again. Cindy had borrowed two more towels from the shop and
having folded them to the right widths, replaced Jessica's blindfold.
Then pulled off the duct tape as Jessica's lips were burned in the
process. Then tucking the scarves or whatever back into her mouth,
Cindy tied in Jessica's gag. The female barber still held Jessica's
chart "This poor WOMAN!!...from a head shave down to SIMON!!??...my
GOD!" Since both interested parties were well gagged, she received no
reply but Cindy nodded affrmatively as she steered the blindfolded
prisoner out the door...headed for Jessica's rendezvous with
"Simon".....of Dungeon # 3
