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Stars and restraints
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“Mistress, what are you doing?”
The voice of Tammy sounded surprised when she saw Brianna. The British accent of the young woman was undeniable, and the brown-haired girl stood in the door opening, looking at the scene that unfolded in front of her. Gaya and Vivian did not really know what to do, they even felt a bit like they were caught with their hands in the cookie jar.
“I am trying to escape, Tammy.” Brianna replied, not surprised by the question. “These two young ladies and I have a challenge.”
The tall mistress stood with her hands cuffed behind her back in the middle of the studio.
“What is going on?” Another British accented voice asked from just outside of the building.
Sammy stuck her head around the corner of the door, looking at what was going on inside of the well-equipped studio building. Both girls had been helping with the food preparation and delivery, but that was all done. After they had cleaned up and when they could not find their mistress, they had asked Robert, who directed them to the studio.
“Mistress is trying to escape.” Tammy told her younger sister.
Tammy and Sammy were dressed in similar short summer dresses, dark grey pantyhose, and black shoes with 3-inch heels. Their age difference was barely 14 months, and it was easy to see they were sisters as they had the same faces and hairstyle. Sammy looked at her mistress.
“Do you need help, mistress?”
“Does it look like I need help?” Brianna asked, trying to escape from the handcuffs that Vivian had locked behind her back on her wrists.
“To be honest, yes mistress.” Tammy said, a smile on her face.
The statement caused everybody to laugh. If there had been any tension in the studio, because of Tammy and Sammy walking in on the escape of their mistress, it had dissipated with the laugh. Both Sammy and her sister knew when they should stick to their designated roles of mistress and servants, and this was not one of those moments. When they were in public, they acted more like a family. Brianna was old enough to be able to be their mother. And they also knew that Brianna had given them instructions to mingle and enjoy themselves.
“Your mistress has been trying to escape for the last 15 minutes.” Gaya said to Tammy and Sammy. “So far she has not succeeded yet.”
The latter was now standing next to her sister, looking at the cuffed woman they normally called their mistress.
“They picked a pair of special cuffs to restrain me.” Brianna stated, wriggling her hands helplessly behind her back.
“You told me I could use anything on the board. These old cuffs looked interesting, and I figured it would be more of a challenge. I thought you probably know how to get out of regular handcuffs.” Vivian added.
The cuffs she had used were from the American Civil War and once locked on, the key was used to lock the cuffs and without the key there was no way out. The moment Vivian had locked the cuffs on Brianna’s wrists, the dominatrix knew she had lost her bet. The wrist openings were too small to be able to get her slender wrists out and without the key she could not undo the locking mechanism, which was more like a nut and bolt system than the ratchet system modern handcuffs had.
“Maybe we should add the ankle cuffs that go with these handcuffs.” Gaya said, holding a larger version of the cuffs that were on Brianna’s wrists.
The chain between the cuffs was a little longer, allowing whoever was in them to make small steps. It used the same locking mechanism as the handcuffs on Brianna’s wrists, so the dominatrix knew she would not get out of them, but she also figured she would get to play with Gaya and Vivian later.
“If you insist.” She sighed, a genuine smile still adoring her face.
Vivian looked at Gaya and signaled that Gaya should put them on the ankles of their tall prisoner. Just as with the handcuffs, locking the mechanism took a little while, but once the cuffs were locked, they all knew Brianna would not escape.
“Yes, I can state that I will not escape from these restraints.” Brianna stated, wriggling her arms and feet.
The cuffs were, compared to modern restraints, heavy, Brianna found. It was not uncomfortable, if having your hands cuffed behind your back was not uncomfortable by itself, the weight was just higher. When these cuffs were made, aluminum was not a product they could use to make these restraints. The fit was fine, there was enough room to not pinch anywhere, but not enough space to be able to slip wrists or ankles out of the steel.
“Can you walk around a little?” Vivian asked Brianna.
The four young women looked at their tall prisoner while Brianna walked slowly around the studio room. The chain between the ankle cuffs only allowed for small steps, she would not be running in these cuffs. After doing a round through the studio, she stopped in the middle of the floor.
“Would you like us to let you out?” Tammy asked.
Before Brianna could react, the lights flickered and turned off. It suddenly got very dark. Based on the sounds coming from outside, it was not just the studio that had lost power.
“I’ll start the generator.” Jim’s voice could be heard outside of the building. “We should have some lights in a few minutes. Just stay close to the campfire for now.”
Power outages were not uncommon if you lived this far of the beaten track, the electricity wires ran a long way down to the closest village, Rockglen, the village Wendy lived in. Vivian turned on the flashlight on her phone, lighting up the inside of the studio building.
“It sure is dark in here without lights.” Gaya said.
“Being away from the main towns means there is no light pollution. It is similar were we live in France.” Sammy said. “The advantage is that the skies are beautiful.”
“Maybe we should have a look, before the lights turn on again.” Vivian added.
“Do you mind staying locked up a little longer?” Gaya asked Brianna.
“I think we agreed on the fact that if I did not escape you could keep me restrained for as long as you want.” Brianna reminded the girls.
“Okay, let’s go outside and look at the stars.” Tammy said, opening the door they had closed after they had come into the studio.
Using the light from the phone, the five women walked outside. There was no total darkness outside, as the campfire was going, and the waning moon provided a little light. It was almost new moon, so it was not very much light the moon provided, but when you are in the dark, it still helps.
“Let’s walk around the back of the building.”
“We should not get too far from the buildings, remember that Wendy told us that there are animals around the cabin, although she said they had not seen a brown bear in a while.” Sammy reminded everybody.
They walked to the back of the studio building and looked at the stars.
“Wow. I never seen this many. But I have hardly ever been outside of town.” Gaya said.
They just stood there and watched the sky. Even Brianna did, as the sky here was even clearer to see than at her own home. Paris left a large footprint for light pollution and being away from anything here at the cabin meant the sky was truly clear.
“Look a meteor.” Tammy said.
The others did not see it, but they were all looking in different parts of the sky.
“Seeing a falling star means you can do a wish.” Gaya said. “Just don’t tell anybody what you wished for.”
They stood there a little longer until the distant sound of a generator could be heard, and the lights turned on again.
“That was very nice.” Vivian said to no one in particular.
“Let’s get you back to the studio and out of these restraints.” Gaya added.
“You can keep me cuffed a little longer for now. Take me to the campfire. I bet there are a couple more people who would not mind seeing me in these restraints. Let’s just mingle.” Brianna said, looking at her prison guards.
“Sure, if that is what you want.” Gaya said.
“No, it is about what you want. I am the prisoner here. Not much I can do while restrained.”
Tammy and Sammy grinned. They knew darn well that their mistress could control a situation even when restraint. It would not be the first time Brianna did this.
“Tammy, can you let Robert know that there is a surprise in his bedroom for him?” The dominatrix stated.
“Sure, mistress.” The British women said, falling back into her regular role.
“Okay, let’s mingle.” Vivian said, holding Brianna at her upper arm, giving her a little support.
It was not that Brianna needed it, but she appreciated the gesture. They closed the door of the studio behind them, walking to the campfire. As predicted, there were a few surprised looks at Brianna’s restraints and a few comments, causing Brianna to grin.
“People are so predictable.” She thought.
“Can somebody give me a drink?” She stated with a smile on her face.