Simple English (F/F) COMPLETE
Posted: Fri Apr 09, 2021 4:14 am
Padding my post count, here's another attempt at writing stories.
Once again, this is not very much like either of my earlier efforts, She Who Sows The Wind or Her turn - I guess I'm still trying to figure out what kind of stories I'd want to write... then again, maybe I just have all sorts of different stories I'd like to write.
Hope you read it - and I'd really appreciate if you took the time to give some feedback.
Evelyn picked up the bowl off the counter and walked out of the kitchen. She made her way down a hallway and stopped at a door. She pulled out a key that was hanging on a thin chain under her knee-length black dress and unlocked the door, revealing a dark staircase heading down. Humming to herself, she turned on the lights and walked down the stairs, the stone steps clicking under her high heels. In the basement, she turned left and used the same key to open another door. It opened to reveal a dimly lit room. The floor was dark carpet, the walls and ceiling painted black. Evelyn set the bowl on the floor beside the door and walked across the room to a black steel cage sitting in the corner.
In the cage lay a naked young woman who stared at Evelyn with obvious fear in her eyes. The bottom half of the woman’s mouth was hidden behind a leather panel that was buckled around her head. Her wrists were locked behind her back with wide locked cuffs made of thick leather.. A leather collar circled the woman’s neck. Evelyn opened the latch - the cage wasn’t locked, but the latch was positioned so that it was out of reach from inside the cage - and swung the door open.
“Out. Dinnertime”, she said, looking down at the bound woman. She rose onto her knees and shuffled out, the cage ceiling low enough that she had to stay hunched over until she got out. She stopped outside the cage, looking up at Evelyn, the look in her eyes pleading and afraid.
“Get over there”, Evelyn said, waving toward the bowl. Bowing her head, the girl began to shuffle on her knees toward the bowl. She stopped in front of it. Evelyn followed her, grabbed a hold of the woman’s blonde hair and forced her to look up.
“I’m taking the gag out now. Remember, one word out of you and it goes back in - and you go hungry. All the same to me.”
Evelyn pushed the woman’s head forward and unbuckled the gag. The panel came free, releasing the large rubber plug that had been in the woman’s mouth.
“Five minutes. Eat”, Evelyn said and sat down in a chair beside the door. The woman looked down at the bowl, leaned forward and began eating the contents as best as she could. It may have been cold oatmeal, but it had been a long time since the woman had gotten anything to eat. Driven by hunger and the tight time limit, she wolfed the porridge as best as she could.
She was licking the last few scraps from the bowl when Evelyn clapped her hands.
“Time! Get up.”
The woman froze for an instant before straightening up. Evelyn looked at her, smiling.
“Did you enjoy your meal, slave?”
The woman looked down and mumbled something. Evelyn cocked her head.
“I did not hear you, slave. Speak up!”
The woman sniffled. Her body started to shake as she began to sob.
“Please, Evelyn, please stop this, please let me AUUGGHHHMMMPGH!” Her plea was cut short as Evelyn jumped up, shoved her to the floor and forced the gag back into her mouth.
“How many times do I have to say it? You. Do. Not. Address. Me. By. My. Name”, she said, buckling the gag straps as tight as she could manage. She stood up, standing over the prone woman.
“The only things I want to hear you say is ‘yes, mistress’, ‘no, mistress’ and ‘thank you, mistress.’ I am through listening to these stupid pleas of yours. I am fed up, do you hear me!”
The woman squeezed her eyes shut and began to cry into her gag. Evelyn threw her hands up.
“The things I do and this is the thanks I get! Looks like we’ll have to have yet another lesson, then.”
Evelyn grabbed the woman by the arm and dragged her along the floor toward one of the walls. A black St. Andrews cross stood there about a foot off the wall. The woman tried to fight as Evelyn forced her to stand up against the cross, facing it.
“I swear, if you even try to punch me, I’m going to hurt you like you’ve never been hurt before”, she snarled, squeezing the woman’s neck. The woman nodded. Evelyn unlocked the lock holding her wrist cuffs together. She cuffed the woman’s wrists to the upper arms of the cross and then crouched down to do the same to her legs.
“There. Now you can stand there and think about what you’ve done. I have to go get ready”, Evelyn said and walked out of the room. She locked the door and threw the light switch beside it before walking up the stairs.
Once again, this is not very much like either of my earlier efforts, She Who Sows The Wind or Her turn - I guess I'm still trying to figure out what kind of stories I'd want to write... then again, maybe I just have all sorts of different stories I'd like to write.
Hope you read it - and I'd really appreciate if you took the time to give some feedback.
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Simple English
Chapter 1 - Dinner time
Simple English
Chapter 1 - Dinner time
Evelyn picked up the bowl off the counter and walked out of the kitchen. She made her way down a hallway and stopped at a door. She pulled out a key that was hanging on a thin chain under her knee-length black dress and unlocked the door, revealing a dark staircase heading down. Humming to herself, she turned on the lights and walked down the stairs, the stone steps clicking under her high heels. In the basement, she turned left and used the same key to open another door. It opened to reveal a dimly lit room. The floor was dark carpet, the walls and ceiling painted black. Evelyn set the bowl on the floor beside the door and walked across the room to a black steel cage sitting in the corner.
In the cage lay a naked young woman who stared at Evelyn with obvious fear in her eyes. The bottom half of the woman’s mouth was hidden behind a leather panel that was buckled around her head. Her wrists were locked behind her back with wide locked cuffs made of thick leather.. A leather collar circled the woman’s neck. Evelyn opened the latch - the cage wasn’t locked, but the latch was positioned so that it was out of reach from inside the cage - and swung the door open.
“Out. Dinnertime”, she said, looking down at the bound woman. She rose onto her knees and shuffled out, the cage ceiling low enough that she had to stay hunched over until she got out. She stopped outside the cage, looking up at Evelyn, the look in her eyes pleading and afraid.
“Get over there”, Evelyn said, waving toward the bowl. Bowing her head, the girl began to shuffle on her knees toward the bowl. She stopped in front of it. Evelyn followed her, grabbed a hold of the woman’s blonde hair and forced her to look up.
“I’m taking the gag out now. Remember, one word out of you and it goes back in - and you go hungry. All the same to me.”
Evelyn pushed the woman’s head forward and unbuckled the gag. The panel came free, releasing the large rubber plug that had been in the woman’s mouth.
“Five minutes. Eat”, Evelyn said and sat down in a chair beside the door. The woman looked down at the bowl, leaned forward and began eating the contents as best as she could. It may have been cold oatmeal, but it had been a long time since the woman had gotten anything to eat. Driven by hunger and the tight time limit, she wolfed the porridge as best as she could.
She was licking the last few scraps from the bowl when Evelyn clapped her hands.
“Time! Get up.”
The woman froze for an instant before straightening up. Evelyn looked at her, smiling.
“Did you enjoy your meal, slave?”
The woman looked down and mumbled something. Evelyn cocked her head.
“I did not hear you, slave. Speak up!”
The woman sniffled. Her body started to shake as she began to sob.
“Please, Evelyn, please stop this, please let me AUUGGHHHMMMPGH!” Her plea was cut short as Evelyn jumped up, shoved her to the floor and forced the gag back into her mouth.
“How many times do I have to say it? You. Do. Not. Address. Me. By. My. Name”, she said, buckling the gag straps as tight as she could manage. She stood up, standing over the prone woman.
“The only things I want to hear you say is ‘yes, mistress’, ‘no, mistress’ and ‘thank you, mistress.’ I am through listening to these stupid pleas of yours. I am fed up, do you hear me!”
The woman squeezed her eyes shut and began to cry into her gag. Evelyn threw her hands up.
“The things I do and this is the thanks I get! Looks like we’ll have to have yet another lesson, then.”
Evelyn grabbed the woman by the arm and dragged her along the floor toward one of the walls. A black St. Andrews cross stood there about a foot off the wall. The woman tried to fight as Evelyn forced her to stand up against the cross, facing it.
“I swear, if you even try to punch me, I’m going to hurt you like you’ve never been hurt before”, she snarled, squeezing the woman’s neck. The woman nodded. Evelyn unlocked the lock holding her wrist cuffs together. She cuffed the woman’s wrists to the upper arms of the cross and then crouched down to do the same to her legs.
“There. Now you can stand there and think about what you’ve done. I have to go get ready”, Evelyn said and walked out of the room. She locked the door and threw the light switch beside it before walking up the stairs.
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Have a nice weekend, everyone. Chapter 2 is due next week.