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Chapter 1
The combined efforts of Tri-Lambda and Omega-Mu fraternity and sorority houses had defeated and embarrassed their counterparts of Alpha Beta and Pi-Delta-Pi houses on many occasions.
The natural enmity between the Adams College houses went further than jocks/cheerleaders and geeks/nerds. It grew into a feud that rivaled the Hatfields and McCoys.
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Therefore, when Spectral Enterprises Incorporated announced a contest between all the houses for a $50,000 prize for the most unique and imaginative Halloween display, the feud escalated to new heights.
The first shot was fired by the combination of Alpha Betas and Pi Delta Pis at Adams College library on Sunday, just 3 days before Halloween and the judging. They chose the rear area of the reference section for their attack. Primarily for privacy reasons, very few students ever ventured back there. As a matter of fact, Judy Morris, Omega-Mu sorority President and their target, in the 3 years she worked as a library assistant had only came into this section once to shelve a book.
Secondly, the unused fire emergency door and stairwell in the back corner was only a few steps away and perfect to hide their escape. The alarm on the door had not worked in years and the exit door at the foot of the stairs was virtually invisible due to the untrimmed dense foliage surrounding it.
Lastly, the security lights were not working on that side of the parking lot so they could disguise their kidnap victim to look inconspicuous as they made their get away.
All they had to do was to select a book from a bottom shelf in that section and slip it unnoticed into the library return cart Judy used. Then, just wait until she was in position and pounce.
"MMMMEEEELLLLMMMM!!!!!!!" Judy screamed for help, as she was grabbed from behind.
The library assistant wildly kicked her legs at her assailants. Her arms were held uselessly to her sides by a muscular arm wrapped around her. And, the hand clamped over her lower face refused to allow nothing but incoherent mumbles to escape.
Judy felt something tighten around her throat, cutting off her air supply. "You can do as I say, willingly." Betty Childs, President of Pi-Delta-Pi sorority, said, as she stepped into Judy's line of sight. "Or, I keep tightening this belt around your throat until you pass out and we take you that way..... Of course, there is no guarantee of your reviving...... It's your choice, but, either way you are coming with us, you... you.... Omega-Cow, you....." Judy glared at her blonde nemesis, but, after several agonizing moments going with out air, she reluctantly agreed to willingly comply. She gulped in several lung fulls of much needed air as soon as Betty loosened the belt and Fredrick "The Ogre" Palowakski removed his oversized paw from her mouth.
Stan Gable, President of the Greek Counsel and Alpha Beta house, and two other Pi-Deltas joined Betty and Ogre in the capture.
Within minutes their combined efforts had Judy's arms twisted and bound together in a reverse prayer with leather straps at her wrists and elbows. An oversized knee-length leather trenchcoat buttoned up to her neck, hugging her like a body sheath, hiding her bound arms as well as keeping them forced against her back.
The arms of the coat had been stuffed with cotton and made to look as if her hands were in the coat pockets. With the 6-inch-wide waist belt fastened to its tightest notch, Judy was barely able to draw a breath, let alone take a deep enough one to scream for help.
"We can't have anyone recognizing you, can we?" Betty grinned, evilly, holding a latex full head mask in front of her. "I even did the make-up so you'd look like a Pi-Delta, instead of an Omega-heifer.... You really need to thank me, you cow....." "I SAID, 'THANK ME'" Betty stomped her foot and Stan with help from Ogre forced Judy to her knees. "Thanmmmmmpppphhhhh!!!!!" Judy sputtered, and tried to pull her head away, as Betty stuffed a ball of white cloth through Judy's lips, filling her mouth. "If you're wondering," Betty sneered. "Those are a pair of my old panties. I wore them this afternoon while I masturbated four times.... Don't you think I taste just divine.....hahahaha...."
"MMMMMOOOOOO!!!!" Judy shook her head, drool beginning to form at the corners of her mouth.
Betty placed 2 strips of white duct tape in an X over Judy's lips to hold the wad in, before, smoothing 4 more strips across her lower face from cheek to cheek. Then, she took a cream colored satin scarf from her pocket and folded it into a 6-inch wide band.
"Just making sure the cow doesn't spit out her cud," She laughed, pulling the band over the tape and Judy's cheeks before knotting it tightly behind her head.
Satisfied, Betty pulled the snug latex mask over Judy's head and one of her sister Pis carefully put a blonde wig on the bald mask. Then, the other Pi sister tightly pulled a large black scarf over the wig and tied it under Judy's chin to hold the wig and mask securely in place.
Keeping watchful eyes out for any witnesses to their act, the fiendish five quickly exited through the emergency fire door and crept out of the building with their helplessly bundled captive.
They silently crossed the darkened parking lot and dropped the kidnapped Omega-Mu in the trunk of Stan's car after tying her legs together with strapping cords at her ankles and knees. Then, they drove off, victorious in the first skirmish.
Four hours later in the basement of the Alpha Beta fraternity house, Judy Morris swayed back and forth, precariously balancing on her toes. Her legs savagely tied together in a cocoon of rope from her ankles to mid thighs. There were 6 breaks in the flow of rope where the evil group had tied cinching ropes to tighten the cocoon.
Only, the rope running through the pulley above her head and tied to the hand crank on the far wall aided in her desperate fight to remain upright. For her arms also had been mercilessly cocooned together from her wrists to elbows. Three cinching ropes had been used to tighten it, with the last one being the rope that ran up through the pulley.
Stan gable stood with his hand on the crank, grinning as he watched his girlfriend operate.
"I...pant.....don't.....pant...know....pant....what....pant.... they're....pant....planning...." Judy moaned, her brown hair glued to her forehead with sweat.
Red welts covered her ass, upper thighs, and tightly bound balloon shaped breasts. Her large nipples were pinched flat by clover clamps and the weights dangling from each swung back and forth with each breath she took. Tears flowed down her cheeks and rivers of sweat trickled down her nude body.
'WHAP....WHAP....WHAP....WHAP...WHAP'
"IIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE......" Judy squalled, as Betty wildly let loose again on her ass with the Alpha's hazing paddle.
"WHAT ARE THOSE NERD'S PLANS FOR THEIR HALLOWEEN DISPLAY?" Stan bellowed, frustration filled his voice.
"Please....please... no ...more..." Judy cried.
"Just tell us what we want to know and this will end," Betty said, concern flooding her voice and face. "I'll even make sure your recovery is more pleasurable than ever....."
"O....o...okay....I'll tell.... you...." Judy cried, her voice raspy and weak. "They're... going.... to use.... the old... haunted Ost Mansion.... A big yard display..... and party inside.... They've.... been... working on it ... in the evenings ... and sometimes all night. They are nearly ... finished..."
"Good," Betty smiled, lifting Judy's chin with her fingers. She pressed her lips tightly onto Judy's. Holding the struggling girl's head, Betty forced her tongue deep into her mouth, letting it lift and toy with Judy's. The sound of jeering hoots and howls filled the room. Her lips lingered in a passionate kiss for several minutes, before, Betty grasp a handful of Judy's hair and pulled her lips away.
"At least now you can brag to the other cows that you've been kissed.....hahaha..." Betty snickered. "That, wasn't so bad was it... I think you enjoyed it, actually..... Perhaps after we return from our visit to the Ost mansion I'll let you taste more than my tongue.... and, my panties......"
She forced her sopping wet panties back into Judy's mouth, then, wrapped red duct tape around Judy's lower face 5 times.
"That, will let you enjoy me and keep you quiet." Betty turned toward Stan. "We need to go see what those nerds have done."
"Yeah," Stan grinned. "To make sure everything is in compliance with Greek Council standards......hahahaha.... If they aren't we'll just have to make them so......"
"mmmmmmpppphhhhh!" Judy protested.
"Take this cow to the exercise room in our house, I think her lower body needs some work." Betty ordered, nodding at Danny, Kristin, Ogre, and Jackie. "The rest of us are going to inspect the mansion... Oh, and Kristin, dear, do save a piece of her for me to enjoy...."
Kristin grinned and acknowledged her understanding, while, the others closed in around the bound girl.
"But, first, we need to keep the nerds busy while we're there...." Stan added. "I think a private televised show will keep them busy searching for their missing..."
"Heifer..." Betty chimed in.
Danny and Kristin laughed and nodded their understanding.
Thirty minutes later at the Tri-Lambda fraternity house an unfamiliar image with a very familiar face appeared on the big screen television in common room.
"OH, MY GOD! THAT'S JUDY!!!!!!" Gilbert Lowell, Judy's boyfriend and President of the Tri-Lambdas, blurted out. "WHAT ARE THEY DOING TO HER!!!!!!"
He stared in disbelief at the screen. The image of a nude female strapped to a thigh exercising machine filled the screen.
She was bound sitting upright, her arms spread strapped to the cross bar in a T. They had removed the thin cords circling her breasts and put a thick black rubber bra on her. Holes in the cups allowed her nipples to poke through and the clover clips had been replaced with alligator clamps.
Her legs were slightly separated, sticking straight forward tightly strapped at her ankles, knees, and thighs to metal extensions protruding from the seat. Her lips were forced to be wrapped around a large bright red ballgag by a thick leather harness buckled securely around her head.
Parallel padded rods were bolted to each extension making indentations into her inner thighs.
They were all able to see her legs trembling as she tried to hold the rods together. "NO!...NO....Noooo...." Patsy Posey cried. "If she lets her legs relax those rods will spread her legs wide open for the camera."
"What's that box below her." Gilbert said, peering harder at the screen. "OH GOD!!....." Stacy Pew gasped, putting her finger to the screen. "There!..... Above the box .... This end is connected by those rods to that box...But, the other end... Looks, looks like... Like a big metal penis...."
An 18-inch-long, 3-inch-diameter stainless steel dildo had been slid through a silver tube connected by a rod to the middle of the box. Pneumatic cylinders were fighting Judy's efforts by being connected on each side of the box and to the rods.
All the viewers immediately realized if Judy lost her battle, the the rod with the dildo attached to it would be lifted toward her. And, the dildo was positioned so it would be inserted into Judy's most private area. They could also see a layer of thick clear lubricant smeared all over the dildo. "THOSE BASTARDS!" Gilbert yelled at the screen. "We've got to help her..... Get everyone, NOW!" "Wait!" Louis Skolnick, Gilbert's best friend and fellow TriLamb, said. "We have to wait....."
"I know...." Gilbert sighed. "But, we can have Booger and Poindexter in position."
At that moment Judy's legs slowly gave out. The rods slowly parted, spreading Judy's legs wider and wider. And the object, laying in wait beneath her, casually eased its way past her labia until the rods fully separated and two thirds of the dildos 18-inch length had disappeared into her.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" Judy screamed, her eyes grew wider and wider, as she watched inch after inch of the metallic demon slither into her.
Suddenly, a loud click sounded from the box.
Muffled screams filled the Tri-Lambda living room, then, changed into soft moans that began growing in intensity. Judy's head fell back against the padded backrest and she closed her eyes as the metal intruder between her legs began moving. "Oh....my.....God!" Patsy whispered, glaring at the screen. "That thing is..... is..... fucking her......."
The dildo was being slowly slid back and forth through the tube. Pulling the devilish device out to its tip, then, methodically ramming it back in. Slowly at first, but, after a dozen such thrusts its speed increased.
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Judy's muffled moans grew louder with each thrust and before any of the viewers could remove their eyes from the screen, her body arched against her bonds and quivered in an uncontrollable spasm of orgasmic pleasure. It was the first of many to come, as, the machine continued its ghastly assault.
"What's that noise," Stacy asked. "That odd humming... or buzzing...."
Above Judy's moans they could hear the sound of the vibrators attached to the alligator clamps come to life.
"MMMMMMMAAAAHHHMMMM!!!!" Judy screamed as the dildo also began to vibrate as well. "Booger.....Poindexter....." Gilbert spoke rapidly into a cell phone. "Prepare to move in... Repeat, prepare to move in immediately on my signal."
Gilbert's eyes remained on his girlfriend's image on the screen.
"Here," Louis said, handing Gilbert another cell phone. "I'll make sure we're ready. You call me as soon as you get the signal."
Gilbert nodded and looked back up at the screen.
"Hold on, Judy!" He whispered. "Help will be there soon."
The chiming of a door bell sounded, followed by another loud muffled moan of pleasure from Judy.
Gilbert and Patsy watched as a rubber clad female enter the image.
She wore a bright red full body rubber catsuit with knee high black rubber boots, shoulder length black rubber gloves, a tight black rubber corset, and a bright red dominatrix hood that hid her identity.
She waved a thin leather riding crop in front of the Judy's face before moving her bright red lipstick covered lips close to Judy's ear and whispered something that sent Judy into a full blown panic.
Shaking her head from side to side, Judy pleaded through her gagged lips. But, the rubber clad vixen showed no signs of pity and ignored her pleas.
SWAT....... SWAT.....SWAT.....SWAT.....
She let the crop fall twice onto each of Judy's tormented breasts.
She whispered again into the ears of her tearing captive.
More muffled pleas filled the Tri-Lambda common room. Followed by sounds that resembled that of a rapid fire machine gun, as the rubber clad woman quickly flapped the crop back and forth between the poor girl's breasts as fast as her hand could fly.
Gilbert began to weep for his girlfriend, but, Patsy noticed Judy's body quiver and the doorbell chimes ring once more as another huge climax raced through her.
Judy's rubber clad assailant continued tormenting the muted girl's breasts with the crop, until, she forced another orgasm as the doorbell chimed
Then, the rubber gloves of the evil bitch mercilessly squeezed both of the girl's breasts bringing another horrible gagged scream from her. The dildo continued to increase its pace and brought still another climax as the doorbell chimes rang out.
Judy barely got her breath back when the rubber wearing she- devil began a renewed assault with the crop. But, this time, she turned its attention lower to Judy's dildo tormented pussy.
Again, the combination of the dildo and the woman's expertise sent Judy over the edge. Her loud gagged moans nearly drowning out the sound of the doorbell chimes.
The woman didn't slow the pace of her torment, except to remove the sopping wet panty gag and replace it with a 3-inch- diameter rubber ring gag and harness.
She poked one, then two, then three rubber covered fingers through the ring, making Judy's tongue taste and lick the smooth material as she twisted and abused her breasts more.
She brought Judy to another forced climax. But, this time as the doorbell chime sounded and Judy's body tensed, the woman leapt onto Judy's thighs digging the 4-inch pencil thin heels into her skin as she lowered and rubbed her rubber covered pussy against Judy's gagged mouth.
This caused Gilbert to turn his head. But, Patsy's eyes widen as she watched the scene and her mind started wishing just once to be tormented like that.
"They're going to pay." Gilbert said gritting his teeth. "I swear they're going to pay."
Chapter 2
Meanwhile, just off campus at the old haunted Ost Mansion the Alpha Betas and Pi-Deltas quietly sneak along the hedge just inside the tall stone border wall.
"What's the deal with this place?" Jason asked, Stan.
"Back in the 1890s Mr. Adams, who started the school, needed the land connected to his." Stan explained. "George Henry Ost owned the land and was also the richest guy in the area. He hated Mr. Adams and refused to give or even sell the land for Adams' school. However, Mr. Ost had 4 sons......"
"All real losers, uncouth, no style whatsoever." Betty added. "So, my grandmother told me her grandmother told her. She lived here then. Grandmother told me to think of them as the first nerds in the city...."
"Well, Mr. Adams had 4 daughters." Stan continued.
"All beautiful and elegant, great, great Grandmother had been friends with them." Betty again interrupted. "They were true Pi-Deltas, had there been sororities back then, just like their great, great granddaughters, right Lisa."
"Yeah, my great, great grandmother was Elisa Louis Adams." Lisa nodded. "I'm named after her."
"Well, old man Ost finally agreed to sell the land to Adams, but, only if Adams' 4 daughters married his sons." Stan glared at Betty, who was acting as if she was about to retch. "Adams agreed, but, only to 1 wedding service. So, all 4 couples were married on the same day, at the same time, October 31, 1890."
"You've got to be kidding me," Marie, one of the few dark haired Pis, said. "How dreadful."
"Yes, well, unknown to Ost or any of his sons, Adams had arranged for all his daughter's eligible suitors in the city to hide in the Ost mansion during the ceremony." Stan paused. "Then, after all the guests left, they ambushed the couples after they came in the house for the wedding night."
"So they never...uh..." Jason snickered.
"I guess not, because Adams gave instructions that his daughters be bound, gagged, and taken away before they killed the sons." Stan shrugged. "They waited for the old man too and killed him, but, not before they told him it was Adams' plan to make his daughters the only beneficiaries to the Ost estate." "But, not before Mr. Ost put a curse on my great, great, great grandfather's family." Lisa said, staring at the ground. "Only girls were born to the 4 daughters and to their daughters and so on including my mother."
"There had to be an inquest," Jason said.
"No, there wasn't." Stan explained. "Mr. Adams happened to be the local magistrate as well at the time, so everything was covered up by blaming a farm hand, named Tom, who lived with the Osts, for the murders. The daughters never accused anyone else and Tom disappeared never to be seen again." "We don't know if the daughters knew about the plan," Lisa added."
"Adams got the land he needed as well as a major portion of the wealth. His daughters all married other more suitable men and were wealthy and happy." Stan stopped, then, grinned. "Somehow, this mansion never fell into Adams' hands... And, supposedly, all 4 brother's spirits roam it daily looking for their brides and old man Ost's spirit is seeking revenge."
"I've heard rumors that everyone who has stepped foot in there never returned...." Brad said, swallowing hard.
"Yeah," Stan laughed. "And, any females who enter are stripped, bound and ravaged by the brothers. Then, they're turned into maids to keep the place spotless.... So the legend goes.... bwhabwhabwha.." "FFFFTTTT!!!!! I wish," Betty said, rolling her eyes and hitting his shoulder with her open palm.
"Look, those nerds are finally leaving....." Laurel said, pointing at the 6 people getting into a car.
"I knew they'd use everyone to try to find her," Stan smiled. "All clear let's go!"
Alphas Brad and Jason and Pis Marie, Laurel, Kitty, Celia, Donna, and Lisa followed Stan and Betty from the hedge through the yard to the front door.
They had to pass several elaborate Halloween displays.
The first was a very eerie graveyard with 3 partially buried open coffins.
Next, they walked by a cave with a large cauldron and several sets of shackles dangling from the cave walls.
The last displays were an ornate Egyptian tomb with 4 unopened sarcophaguses, followed by a reconstructed mad scientist's laboratory with 2 operating tables and several strange looking machines.
They could see intricate lighting systems in each display and very elaborate workmanship. "Those are wild," Celia said. "It's going to be tough to beat this." "Let's see what they've done in the house, before, we do any rearranging. " Betty suggested. "There could be a lot more in there." "They left in a hurry and left some of the lights on." Stan laughed.
"All the better for us. Seeing as someone forgot to bring the flashlights," Betty said, giving Stan a look as they climbed the porch steps and opened the front door.
"I really don't want to go in," Lisa said, hesitating at the door.
"There's nothing to worry about," Brad laughed, pushing her through the door. "At least for us, any ghosts will go after you first and give us time to get away..."
"Bite me, Brad...." Lisa spit back. "I've just have a weird feeling ever since we got here."
"Ewwww, look at this dust, it's covering everything." Celia said, ignoring Lisa and wiping her hand across the table under the mirror in the entranceway. "I can't believe they haven't clean in here by now."
"I'm glad they didn't. It'll be easier to follow their footprints to find out were they went." Stan said. "Looks like they went in 3 different directions. We'll need to split up.
"Split up! The first rule of ghost hunting according to the Scooby Do Detective Agency is NEVER SPLIT UP." Brad grinned.
"And, they always followed that rule, didn't they." Marie laughed. "Didn't Daphne always wind up bound and gagged right after they split up....."
"Let's just check this place out as fast as we can," Lisa said, anxiously. "I don't want to spend a minute longer in here than I need to."
"I agree. Betty, Marie, and I will check the upstairs." Stan said. "Jason, you, Kitty and Laurel take that door on the right and check that side of the place."
"That'll leave Celia, Lisa, Donna, and me that door and the left side of the mansion." Bran added. "Who ever finishes can join the others."
"If any of you find something give a yell..." Stan added, as he started up the staircase.
"You won't have to worry about that," Lisa whispered taking Celia's hand as she and her Pi Delta sister followed Brad toward the door on the left. Jason had already opened the door to the right and entered followed closely by Kitty and Laurel.
They were met by a small waiting room with an entrance to the large dining room on the wall to their left. Heavy high back captains chairs lined the wall on either side of the door and along the wall to their right. The wall across from them was solid wood with an ornate carving of a large vineyard covering it. "Nothing in here," Jason said, heading into the dining room with Kitty holding his hand tightly.
"The detail on this is awesome and the leaves feel almost real." Laurel whispered, tracing some of the vines and leaves with her fingers as she studied the wall. "I'd like to get a better look sometimmmmmmmmnnnppphhh!" A wooden grapeleaf leapt from the wall and wrapped itself around her lower face and chin silencing her cry of shock. While, a vine quickly coiled around her waist and spun her so her back was against the wall.
Before she could react more vines had looped around her wrists and ankles and spread her limbs wide apart. More and more of the ornate vines sprang from the wall coiling around her arms, legs, and torso. Laurel uselessly fought against the vines, until her movements became unnoticeable. She screamed into the leaf gagging her as she felt herself being absorbed into the wall.
"Laur?" Jason called out stepping back through the doorway. "Where'd she go?" "Probably, ran looking for Celia. Laurel is so jealous and I know she saw scared little Lisa take Celia's hand." Kitty sheepishly grinned. "They have a little thing... And, this place could make Celia jumpy enough to grab hold of the nearest girl. I know it makes me want to hold you tight, too."
"Really......" Jason smiled, running his hands along Kitty's arms and down to her ass. "This is as good a place as any........"
He leaned over and she lifted her face. But, as their lips met vines flew out from the wall knocking each of them backward.
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Jason landed in a chair and before he could spring from it the velvet material covering the chair back wrapped around his chest and arms locking him securely to it. He tried to kick his legs to get some leverage, but, the front leg support bar split in half and wrapped around his ankles locking them to the chair legs.
"JASON, HELP MEMMMMMMPPPHHH!!!" Kitty screamed, as one of the ornate leaves wrapped tightly around her mouth gagging her.
She had landed near the wall and the vines had already looped around her wrists. They pulled them behind her back forcing her palms together as they slithered up and around her forearms making Kitty's elbow move closer and closer together, until they touched.
"MMMMMRRRRRMMMM!!!!" Kitty moaned from the pressure on her shoulders.
The vines began to circle her chest lifting and shaping her 34C cup breasts like a corset. She tried to struggle, but, her arms were useless and the vines had looped around her legs and squeezed them together beneath her.
Jason tried to yell to her, but, the material had oozed up over his chin and mouth silencing his voice. He felt the material move up the back of his neck and head and slowly make its way over his forehead.
The last thing he saw, before the material covered his face completely, was Kitty wrapped in vines, kneeling before the shape of a vine covered Laurel stuck to the wall. Kitty's head was being moved so her mouth was against Laurel's crotch. And, the vines covering it melted away, taking her jeans with them, leaving her pink fleshy lower lips feeling Kitty's hot breath.
Across the entranceway, Brad and the three girls opened the door to the mansion's study. Shelves of books lined the walls and a ladder attached to the shelves could be rolled around the room. A leather sofa was in the middle of the room with a matching chair and ottoman to the right of it. A large wooden coffee table rested in front of the sofa. At the far end of the room was a large oak desk and a 9 foot long polar bear hide lay on the floor between desk and the sofa.
An odd light emanated from a computer screen on the desk giving the room a soft green glow.
"Wow! I didn't expect that." Brad said, pointing at the computer. "Celia, how about checking that out to see if it shows what they've been up to...."
"Where... is... all... the... dust..." Lisa said, wiping her hand long the sofa as she followed the other girls.
"They probably cleaned in here," Brad answered, heading toward the opposite end of the room. Celia and Donna walked across the room and looked at the computer screen. "What the HELL!" Celia gasp. There on the screen, Laurel writhed naked spread eagled against a wall. Vines covered her arms and legs holding her taunt while a bound Kitty knelt between her legs, with her face buried in Laurel's bush.
Kitty's arms were tied together behind her back with vines running from her wrists to elbows. It appeared as if the vines circled her bent legs keeping her upright in a kneeling hog-tie. Something flat and large covered Laurel's mouth, but, could not stop the sounds of her moans of pleasure and Kitty's greedy slurping from filling the speakers.
Along the bottom of the screen words suddenly appeared:
LOOKS AS IF SHE FOUND SOMETHING BETTER! "YOU DAMN NERDS, I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS....." Celia screamed at the computer. I'M GONNA MAKE SURE EACH ONE OF YOU MOTHER FUCKERS GETS YOUR ASSES FUCKED UP GOOD!!!!"
TUT! TUT! SUCH A DIRTY MOUTH, YOU NEED TO CONTROL IT!
"LISTEN HERE YOU LITTLE SHITS, YOUR ASSES ARE MINE!" Laurel screamed, her eyes bulging and fists clenched tight.
IF YOU CAN'T, THEN, WE'LL DO IT FOR YOU!
"WHAT THE HELMMMMMMPPPPHHHH!!!!!" Celia started to reply. A stream of red silk flooded into her mouth.
Neither she nor Donna noticed the 6 rolls of red silk ribbon stacked in a pyramid on the desk. Until, now, as the top one floated in midair unwinding quickly into Celia's mouth.
She started to reach up, but, the next 2 joined the first. Except, they started to loop around her arms and upper body. One starting at her shoulders and the other at her chest just below her breasts.
As soon as the first had filled her mouth, making her cheeks puff out, it began to tightly wrap around her lower face, sealing the packing in. Around and around her head it flew forcing her chin up as it locked her lips closed.
"MMMELLMM, MMELLMM!" Celia's screams became mumbles, as the silk raced around her lower face.
She twisted, reaching out a hand toward Donna, who was still mesmerized by the image of Kitty and Laurel on the screen. But, the second and third rolls of silk quickly looped around pulling her arms back to her sides.
Over her eyes the first possessed roll of silk darted, blinding her to the sight of the other 3 rolls joining in and quickly wrapping her lower body and legs.
"MMMMOOMMMOOO!!!!" Celia tried to scream.
Her muffled outbursts finally drew Donna's notice. She turned her head and stared at the bright red mummy standing next to her.
Celia, blind and muted, felt her legs being forced together and her arms being drawn together behind her back as the ribbon continued wrapping her tightly.
Donna's eyes widen as it dawned on her that is was Celia being cocooned in the ribbon and she made a lunge at the floating silk weaving around her friend, hoping to stop their continued travels.
But, Celia managed to twist just then, bumping into Donna with enough force to cause her to lose her balance.
Donna awkwardly stumbled backward attempting to gain her balance, but, the leather covered ottoman darted across the floor into Donna's path.
Tumbling over the ottoman, she fell head first onto the bearskin rug. It immediately wrapped itself around her, locking her arms to her sides and her legs together, sealing her in fur. The bear head began wiggling itself over and form fitting itself to Donna's head. The bear's stuffed tongue forced itself past her lips and into her mouth filling it. Donna felt the bear head lift its chin forcing Donna's mouth closed. Then, the bear's teeth and lips melted together sealing Donna' lips together also, effectively gagging her.
"LISA, HELP THEM!" Jason yelled, sprinting across the room, his eyes locked on the odd scene that had just unfolded.
He hurdled past the sofa and was nearly to Donna when several thick books exploded off the shelves and smashed into him, knocking him off his feet and backward onto the leather sofa. He rolled over and lifted himself up to all fours. As he tried to shake the cobwebs from his head from the books hitting him, he felt his hands and knees slowly start to sink into the padded leather.
It was as if he were in leather quicksand. He continued to sink, unable to pull either hand out of the sofa.
"LISA, HELP ME!" He pleaded as his elbows and mid-thighs sank into the black leather. "HELP ME... LISA..."
His chest felt the suction of the leather and he lifted his chin trying to keep his head out of the black ooze.
"LIS....." He tried to scream as his head disappeared into the leather cushions and the study floor opened swallowing the sofa. Lisa stood motionless, fear filling her face. She watched in horror the floor sealed itself and to her right the ends of the ribbons melt together around Celia's struggling body.
She noticed the ribbon was so tight she could make out Celia's facial features and curvaceous figure. Even, Celia's 36D cup breasts and long pert nipples, which Lisa had often admired, were unbelievably shaped and defined.
She tried to scream, but, all that came out was a soft peep. The sight and sound of Jason being sucked into the sofa, filled her mind. The frightful wale of his voice and the horrible sucking sound replayed over and over in her ears.
She wanted to run, but, her legs were weak with fear. So, she leaned against the desk to keep from falling to the floor.
Movement to her left startled her. She slowly turned her head afraid of what may happen next.
The bearskin stood on its hind legs.
Lisa could see Donna struggling in her fur body wrap and the horror in her eyes behind the bear head. Donna's muffled pleas for help grew louder as the bear walked around the desk and over to the bright red silk form of Celia.
Her body trembled with fear, as a thick leather collar and leash materialized on the desk and the bear picked them up and buckled the collar around Celia's silk covered neck.
Lisa's mouth dropped wide open as the bear turned toward the door and walked out of the study with Donna secured tightly inside its fur and Celia quick hopping after them to keep up.
She was dumbfounded and didn't know what to do.
The monitor screen flashed drawing her attention.
Lisa's eyes widen as she stared at the image and heard the voices coming from the speakers.
"Damn! Look footprints go to every door in each hallway. There must be at least 20 of them." Bettie Childs said loudly. "We can either take all night checking them together or we can split up, each take a few and hope the others get finished to help."
"We'll split up," Stan said, pulling his cell phone out.
"That'd be breaking the first rule of ghost hunting, remember." Marie laughed.
"Yeah, but, I'm texting Ogre to get Scott and Steve and to get their butts over here now to help." Stan said.
"Tell them to get Kay, Lori, and Angela while they're at it." Bettie added. "The others can keep the nerds busy."
"While you're doing that I'll start with the doors down that hallway." Marie said, turning to go down the hallway on the left.
"I start with the ones down this way," Bettie winked at Stan, then, silently mouthed, as she slowly backed toward the first door down the hallway on the right. "Follow me! I'm so horny, I want you..NOW!"
The screen suddenly split 4 ways. Three of them followed Marie, Bettie, and Stan, while the other remained blurry.
"OH GOD NO!" Lisa cried out, realizing cameras were following her friends.
Lisa saw Stan put his phone in his pocket and start to follow Bettie, but, he stopped.
"Lisa?" He said, looking down the middle hallway. "Lisa where are you?"
"He can hear me," she thought, then, yelled as loudly as she could. "STAN, YOU'RE BEING WATCHED!"
"Lisa?" Stan said again turning toward the sound of her voice. "How'd you get up here without us seeing you?"
"OH GOD NO!" Lisa heard her voice coming through the speakers, and watched Stan quickly run and open the door her voice came from behind.
The camera changed and she watched from inside the bedroom Stan burst through the door.
"LISA," He screamed, wildly looking around the darkened room. "ARE YOU OKAY?"
An old-time long white sleepshirt sat up in the bed, then, floated toward him.
Stan watched the thing get closer and closer to within arms distance.
He tried to see the wires controlling it. Suddenly, the right arm swung at him, hitting him firmly on the chin. Stan staggered backward bumping into the wall behind him.
"YOU, DAMN NERDS, WILL PAY FOR THAT, WHEN, I GET MY HANDS ON YOU." Stan bellowed, reaching for the sleepshirt.
It hit him again with its right arm, then, its left. Alternating arms as it pummeled Stan, until, he fell again against the wall.
"AAAARRRRRGGGHHHHHH!!!!" Stan screamed lunging forward.
The sleepshirt deftly turned to the side avoiding Stan's attack and as he passed it shoved him into the opposite wall.
Lisa watched spellbound as the thing outmaneuvered Stan 3 more times sending him crashing into a wall.
Finally, the sleepshirt held its arms forward, turned the cuffs up and gestured to Stan to come again.
Stan gave a loud battle cry, pushing off from the wall, he ran with his arms spread wide at full speed toward the jeering piece of sleepwear.
It didn't turn or twist, as Stan had expected, instead, it rolled itself up like a window shade letting Stan run full tilt under it and smash face first into the wall.
Stan staggered backward his arms limply hanging at his sides.
"noooooooo...." Lisa whimpered, as she watched a hole open in the floor behind him.
Stan teetered for a moment on the precipice, before, toppling backward and disappearing from view into the hole.
Tears formed in Lisa's eyes as the floor returned and that part of the screen turned black. Her legs gave way and she fell back landing on the soft plush leather cushion of the chair.
"Stan!" Marie's voice immediately, pulled Lisa's attention to the screen and the camera following her into the third door on the hallway she was checking. "Stan, are you in here?"
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She had heard Stan's voice, but, it sounded as if it had come from every room.
She had found a light switch next to the doors in the other 2 rooms, so, she reached to her right and flipped the switch.
Light flooded the room revealing the master bedroom.
A larger than king size bed was in the middle of the wall to her right, surrounded by a 4 post canopy. Beautiful velveteen and satin curtains hung from the cross ties and the 4 corner supports were thick mahogany and had intricate decorations carved into them.
A large matching mirrored dresser and chest of drawers were on her right. Two large captains chairs were on either side of the window opposite her. They contained carvings matching those on the canopy supports.
An open door on the wall to her left led to the master bathroom. The entire wall, on either side of that door, had been covered from floor to ceiling with the largest mirrors Marie had ever seen.
Lisa wanted to scream to Marie to run, but, knew it was useless. So, she wrapped her arms around herself, sat back in the thickly padded chair and kept her eyes glued to the screen.
Marie walked over to the foot of the bed and drew open the curtains. The top railing of the footboard was about a foot above the mattress and the headboard looked like a very thick trellis running from below the mattress to the top of the canopy. They both contained the same intricate carvings, which, looked to Marie very much like coils of rope looping around the wood. They reminded Marie of the soft Japanese silk cord they had in the playroom back at the sorority house.
A sound came from the bathroom, so, she turned and quietly crept toward it.
A flash of snow white silk cloth flew through the door and latched itself around her lower face, tightening as it sealed itself together behind her head. Her cheeks quickly bulged over the silk.
"MMMMMMPPPHHH!!!" She gasped, reaching, trying to find an end to remove the gag from her face.
Her fingers fumbled around unable to find a seam.
Lisa sat upright in the chair and watched the canopy curtains, at the foot of the bed whip out from behind and wrap themselves around her flailing wrists.
"MMMMMOOOOOO!!!!" Marie 's screams filled the speakers as the curtain pulled her arms out lifting her from the floor.
Her feet dangled and kick as another larger snow white silk cloth slithered like a snake along the floor from the bathroom.
"MMMMAAAMMMOOO!!!" She whimpered, as the bed sheet stood in front of her.
Her eyes flew open wide as she helpless watched the corners of the sheet unbuckled the belt and snap of her shorts and pulled them and her panties down her struggling legs to her ankles.
"MMMMOOOOO!!!" She screamed as she felt her sneakers and anklet socks fall off her feet and her shorts and panties dropped to the floor.
Lisa watched horrified as the curtain loosened and released her friend's wrists long enough for the sheet to remove her blouse and bra.
The huge sheet flatten out, blocking Marie's view of her image in the mirrors. Then, it began to move along her body, sensually rubbing against her, focusing on her pert mounds.
Marie softly cooed as the soft silky material force her nipples to betray her.
She closed her eyes trying to fight the pleasure she was feeling and didn't notice the cords, until they had wrapped around her wrists, ankles, thighs, elbows, waist, and above and below her now heaving 38D breasts.
The curtain let loose of her wrists, but, she remained aloft. Then, as she slowly floated toward the bed her feet rose, leveling her body, as they were spread wide. She slowly floated over the footboard just beneath the top of the canopy. Her hard erect nipples lightly rubbed along the embroidered canopy cover.
"mmmmooooo!" She cooed, the touch of the fabric heightening her sense of arousal.
She opened her eyes and focused on the embroidery.
The features of a young woman with long strawberry blond hair and deep blue eyes stared back at her over a snow white silk cloth wrapped tightly over her lower face. She was spread eagled on the cloth with soft silk ropes holding her at her wrists, elbows, ankles, thighs, waist, and above and below her firm well rounded breasts.
"mmmmmaaahhhh!" Marie sighed as she felt herself being lowered against a silky soft covering on a very firm mattress.
And, she drank in her embroidered reflection.
She tried to move her arms and legs, but, they were held tight. Turning her head she watched the soft silk cords slide under the mattress, pulling her even tighter against it. Turning her head at a flapping noise above and she watched her beautiful embroidered image disappear behind the snow white silk sheet tautly spread flat above her.
"MMMMMOOOOooooo!" Her cries became more muffled as the sheet lowered over her, covering her and the mattress completely.
It tightened around her as if it had been vacuumed sealed. She had been very immobilized before, but, now she couldn't even move a finger or wiggle a toe.
Lisa watched the canopy curtain close around the bed hiding the shrouded form of her tightly bound and gagged friend from her view.
The screen changed again.
Now, there were only a single split screen. The one on the right remained blurry.
The one on the left brought a gasp from Lisa's lips.
Bettie had removed her clothing and was standing behind the door, obviously waiting to surprise Stan.
Lisa let a sigh escape from her lips. She had always admired and drooled over Celia and Marie's voluptuous bodies, but, Bettie's athletic body had always brought deep dark hidden lesbian desires out in her.
Now, here she was, watching intently as her nude sorority sister pranced about. Knowing full well that Bettie was moments away from some strange type of distress.
Lisa tried to turn away from the screen and thoughts of making a mad dash for the study door.
It was then that she looked from the doorway around the room and realized the large leather chair had disappeared.
Her hands felt the soft smooth leather fabric. She casually looked out of the corner of her eyes and realized she was sitting in it.
Nonchalantly, she eased forward, staring at the computer screen. The blurry right side began to clear and a horrible feeling swept over her.
She saw 10 large leather hands stretch out from the chair.
Counting to herself, one, two, three, she tried to bolt from the chair. But, the hands were quicker.
Two wrapped around her arms to her chest, each one clamping firmly onto a breast. Two more each came out of the arms of the chair, tightly grabbing her arms and pinning them to the chair arms. Four more came from the chair legs grabbing her legs at the ankles and shins then pulled them apart locking them to the outside of the chair legs.
She pulled against the leather, but, it didn't budge. Then, she saw 2 more large black leather hands wiggle out of the padding on either side of her head. The one on the right clamped around her lower face first, followed immediately by the left. They forced her head back against the soft cushion, gagging any outcry she tried to make.
More hands sprang from the leather, 2 locking onto her thighs and pulling them as far apart as possible. Two longer and thinner ones wrapped around her waist below the ones fondling her breasts, holding her tightly against the back of the seat.
She not only saw on the screen, but, felt how securely held she was to the chair. All she could now do was watch and hope against hope, that, Bettie could escape whatever fate was in store for her and rescue everyone.
Lisa silently watched frustration grow in Bettie. Twice she opened the door and softly called for Stan.
The overly large armoire against the wall next to the door thumped, startling Bettie.
She slipped between the bed and the armoire, slowly opened the right side door and peered in.
"WHAT THE HELL!" Bettie gasped, her eyes widening, as she stepped back with a look of total puzzlement on her face.
She opened the left side door and the camera angle changed.
It was as if the camera were placed on Bettie's head.
Lisa's eyes widen, too.
The entire armoire was full of leather straps, gags, corsets. sheaths, all kinds of restraints, and bondage toys of every nature.
She opened the top drawer and gasped at the assortment of sexual toys, stimulators and plugs.
"OH MY GOD! YES...." Bettie said loudly, opening the bottom drawer. "I've always wanted one of these."
She lifted a combination leather mouth and neck corset. Her eyes beamed with glee.
"It even has a head harness attached...And, a built in gag." She cooed, turning the leather item over in her hands.
"OH WOW!!!" She gasped. "You nerds are losers, but, I do like your taste in toys."
The gag was black hard rubber and in the shape of a 3-inch- thick penis and as long as it was thick.
She cautiously looked back and forth, making sure no one would see her. Then, smiling, she opened her mouth as wide as she could and lifted the hard rubber penis gag to her lips.
Lisa watched Bettie slide the huge phallus through her gaping lips completely until they touched the leather mouth corset.
Bettie pulled the sides of the corset around her cheeks and neck, holding them together with her hands, the gag went deeper into her mouth. She had to open her jaw even further.
"mmmpphhmmpphhh!" She tried to speak.
It was barely audible and completely unintelligible.
She stepped in front of the full length mirror on the other side of the armoire.
Lisa would have laughed watching Bettie twist her head back and forth admiring her reflection, but, she was busy trying to rub her chest against the leather hands holding her breasts. The more Bettie paraded nude, the hornier Lisa became.
Bettie stepped toward the door, planning to open it enough to yell for Stan, but, only made it as far as the armoire. She tried to pull the leather apart at the back, but, felt the laces being drawn through the eyelet's.
"What the hell," she mumbled through the gag, trying to dig a finger between the leather and her skin.
The mouth corset wouldn't give and the laces continued to weave through the eyelet's down the back of her head and neck.
"mmmmmooooo!" She silently screamed, desperately pulling on the leather and trying to grab the leather lacing.
The mouth corset tightened around her cheeks and neck. She reached back over her shoulders with both hands trying to untie the the knot at the bottom of the neck, when, she felt the harness wrap and buckle itself over the top her head.
"mmmmmooooo..." She screamed, her fingers unable to release the buckles.
Movement in the armoire caught her attention and before she could bring her arms down from the top of her head a leather corset leapt from the still open drawer and wrapped around her torso.
Lisa watched in awe as the corset quickly laced itself and began tightening turning Bettie's shapely 35/23/36 inch form into one of a more defined hourglass. Her 23-inch waist quickly thinned to 20 inches.
Bettie gasped through her nose, reaching behind her back with her hands trying desperately to find the corset's lacing.
Three small leather straps sailed out form the armoire and wrapped around her arms at her wrists, forearms, and elbows, forcing her arms together behind her back.
"MMMMAAAAAMMMMHHH!!!" Bettie squealed, spinning around in an attempt to free herself.
She bent over and lifted her arms from her back hoping to get a view of them, when, another leather item burst from the armoire.
It slid up her arms all the way to her shoulders. Then, she felt straps loops over her shoulders and connect to the sides of the body corset next to her breasts. Two more strap wiggled their way under her arms and across her chest over her breasts and buckled together.
"OH GOD, AN ARMBINDER!" Lisa shouted into the leather hands gagging her.
The buckles along the sheath of the armbinder began, from her wrists, to lock together, tightening the leather around her arms. Another strap looped around her waist from the armbinder pulling her arms against her back, tightening the restraint even more.
Normally, Bettie would have screamed or lashed out, something to show her displeasure. Even, a spiteful glare at the offending party would have been normal, but, her eyes and mind were now focused on the strap that had lifted itself in front of her from between her legs.
One end connected to the armbinder, but, the other, the free end, had opened the drawer that contained all the dildos, buttplugs, and toys. It seemed to be searching for something.
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It dove in and out of the drawer 4 times. On the last plunge it returned sliding a buttplug and dildo along it toward Bettie.
"OH GOD, NOOOOOO!!!" Bettie's mind sang out in time with Lisa's muffled cry.
Both items had been thoroughly dipped in a lubricant. And, after a bit of effort the strap forced the buttplug through Bettie's rosebud, drawing a muffled scream and a deep moan from her.
By this time, Bettie had become so aroused that the dildo, though large, slid into her love box with ease.
The strap ran itself through a buckle on the waist strap and tightened, bringing a loud and distinct moan of pleasure from the bound girl.
Bettie hadn't gotten her breath yet, when 5 more leather straps flew from the armoire wrapping around her legs at her ankles, shins, above and below her knees, and thighs. They quickly buckled pulling her legs tightly together.
"Oh God, what now!" Bettie mumbled into her gag, as she saw a large piece of leather begin to flap against the inside of the armoire.
Her eyes widened as a leather full body sheath joined all the other items holding her. Wrapping around her from her ankles to shoulders, Bettie could feel it tighten as it laced itself closed.
Lisa watched, still unable to believe all that was happening on the screen. She saw Bettie teeter, then, fall backward onto the bed.
The camera angle changed again and it was as if she were watching through Bettie's eyes.
Her feet were in the air. She could see her toes wiggling. Then, a flash of black leather and she watched in shock as a thigh high black leather mono boot slid over her feet and up her leather sheath encased legs. Once her feet were into the shoe, the shaft began lacing itself tightly closed.
Bettie didn't know how she did it, but, she managed to get off the bed and stand. All the leather was extremely tight, but, for some reason it was not as warm in it as it should have been.
And, she was able to maintain her balance much better than she thought she could.
She heard more flapping and thought what else. When the door burst open.
It was difficult with the neck corset. but, she managed to glimpse that way and her heart hoped it would be Stan coming to rescue her.
"MMMMAAAAAAAMMMMMAAAAAA!!!!!" She screamed at the sight of a 9-foot tall polar bear skin.
The head bent down and looked deeply into her eyes.
"momma... memme?" Bettie and Donna both mumbled respectively behind their gags.
The bear head turned and watched a leather hood fly from the armoire and wiggle its way over Bettie's head, before it laced itself tightly to the struggling girl's head.
Only Bettie's nose was visible under the leather.
Lisa watched the bear snap a leash to the D-ring on the neck corset around Bettie. Then, she watched the bear with Donna still sealed inside it leave the room with Bettie being forced to hop behind.
The camera angle shifted to the hallway and Lisa through tear-filled eyes sadly watched the bear casually stroll down the hall, enter another doorway and disappear through it, forcing a black leather cocooned Bettie and a red silk ribbon cocooned Celia to hop in after it.
Lisa watched that part of the screen go black, then, fill with her image firmly gagged and securely held in a leather chair by more leather hands than she cared to count.
"Oh no!" She gasped, as a final hand slowly oozed from the leather chair between her thighs.
She took her eyes from the screen and it waved at her almost as if gloating.
Then, it methodically rubbed along her right thigh reaching her private area. It turned as if looking up at her before beginning to massage and stimulate her, driving her to orgasm.
Lisa closed her eyes as the feelings overwhelmed her. Moaning loudly, then, screaming in pure ecstasy into the leather covering her mouth.
She came twice, before the last leather hand stopped its sensual massage and just lay against her.
Several minutes passes before Lisa realized the chair was moving. It took her out into the entranceway and climbed the stairs never losing its firm grip her.
Chapter 3
"Are you sure Bettie told you to get all of us," Kay Winston asked Ogre, as the 3 Alphas and 3 Pis got into Steve's car and drove toward to the Ost Mansion. "That'll leave Kristen all alone with that Omega and Bettie said she wanted to have the pleasure of breaking her."
"Yeah, I can show you the text if you want.. Wait, he's sending another one..." Ogre answered, lifting his phone. "See... He wants us to go directly into the mansion, then, split up to help search. You and I meet he and Bettie in the kitchen, Steve and Angela go to the cellar, and Scott and Lori upstairs....See, I told ya!"
"It is odd, Bettie letting Kristen loose unsupervised," Lori added. "Last time she did that you weren't the same for a week, Angela." "I still start rubbing my thighs together every time I hear a damn door bell ring," Angela said through gritted teeth. "Just because she's a Psyche major, Kristen thinks she can do whatever she pleases."
"Well, she did a good job of turning you into Pavlov's pussy that weekend." Kay laughed. "God, I thought you were a loony nympho, having an orgasm every time the door bell rang...."
The 3 Alphas shared a wickedly evil smirk back and forth.
"Look, she only had me in that thing for a day. She's planning on having that Omega in her clutches for a lot longer." Angela said, anger rising in her voice. "Not that I care what happens to that cow, but, if she succeeds in this, there'll be no living in the house with her. Any time she gets a notion and wants to experiment, WE'LL be the guinea pigs."
"True, but, if she turns that Omega into an overly horny sex machine, then all we'll have to do is just rent that heifer out for parties and stuff," Lori laughed. "We'd make more money like that and won't need to win this stupid Halloween thingy."
"It's not about money or winning," Scott broke in. "It's about getting even with those damn nerds and running them out of school. Step on it Steve, sounds as if Stan needs us a.s.a.p."
Back at the Tri Lambda house, Gilbert's pacing is driving Patsy up a wall. She knows he's terribly concerned for Judy, as she is too. But, the image on the screen, though upsetting to him, is very arousing to her.
The rubber clad woman had added an electric TENS device to the mix and upped Judy orgasm count tremendously. All the woman has to do now is touch one of Judy's thighs with her heel and Judy's tongue darts out of the ring instinctively hunting for the woman's now exposed pussy.
Patsy, as well as Stacy and Miranda, have been glued to the screen and showing signs of their own sexual excitement.
BEEP.... BEEP... BEEP... BEEP.... The second phone in Gilbert's hand beeps with a text message and he quickly checks it.
PACKAGES DELIVERED, MORE ON THE WAY... THANK YOU... YOU CAN COME AND GET YOUR DISPLAYS ANYTIME, JUST DON'T GO IN THE HOUSE... CONGRATULATIONS ON THE CONTEST WIN...
"LOUIS, IT'S A GO... REPEAT, IT'S A GO!" He quickly screams into the other phone. "MOVE IN, REPEAT, MOVE IN... WILL BE THERE IN 5 MINUTES... GO GET HER!"
Gilbert was halfway out the door, followed by all the other Tri Lambs and Omegas still in the house, with the exceptions of the 3 girls lost in the image on the screen.
At the Pi-Delta-Pi house, Booger and Poindexter had slipped unnoticed through the same outside panel they discovered their freshman year as a secret entrance. Then, they used it to put their hidden spy cameras into all the different rooms, now, it served a more noble purpose. . In the bushes along the front yard, Louis had joined Lamar and Toshiro as they waited for Gilbert's orders. They watched Coach Harris approach the front of the house where the 2 Alphas, Danny and Bill, stood on the porch, semi guarding the door.
"Where the hell is Stan and Ogre? We've got a game this Saturday and I haven't seen them today!" Coach Harris asked the two. "They're... uh... on a mission....Coach..." Bill answered, hesitantly.
"I hope it's about getting rid of those damn nerds, so the athletic department can take their house." Coach Harris grinned. "Tell me what's going on...."
"We've got one of those Omega Mu cows tied up in the basement and giving the campus a show. Stan and the others are.." Lucy Bentley said, coming out of the door at hearing the Coach's voice. "At the Ost Mansion destroying any hope those nerds have of winning the contest.... What are those?"
Three small glowing light blue spheres, each about the size of a baseball, had flown through the air from the bushes and landed on the edge of the porch, skipped across it, and rolled to a stop at Coach Harris' feet.
"I don't know," he said, picking up one of the round objects. "Doesn't matter thooooooooo......"
The sphere burst sending a thick blue gas into the air. The Coach sniffed the sweet smelling odor and fell to the floor, knocked unconscious by the concentrated ether Harold Wormser had concocted.
The other 2 spheres burst and after a couple of whiffs the other 3 people standing on the porch quickly joined the Coach.
"Move in!" Louis ordered.
The three Tri Lambs tugged the sleeping forms into the entrance way of the Pi house after making sure it was clear. Soon they were joined by Gilbert and 10 other Tri Lambs and Omegas. A few more of the spheres, tossed into rooms where the few remaining Alphas and Pi Deltas Pis were relaxing, left them free to roam the house unhindered. "We just got the go ahead," Booger nodded to Arnold Poindexter. "Do it!"
Poindexter closed his right eye and peered through the bottle thick glass of his glasses with his left. He trained the sight of the dart pistol on the perfectly shaped round bright red rubber rump swaying sensually. Its owner, lost in the pleasure Judy's tongue was bringing, did not notice the 2 Tri Lambdas silently slip through the vent cover or hear the commotion in the rooms above her. "NOW!" Judy's mind screamed. "SHOOT HER NOW!" She could not take another forced orgasm or the idea of Dudley 'Booger' Dawson watching it happen to her, in person.
She had seen the 2 Tri Lambdas slip into the room and did all she could to keep her tormentor occupied while they positioned themselves. Little could she help herself though, every time she felt the woman's touch her tongue sprang through the rubber ring and searched for the girl's fragrant pussy. And once it found it, there was no stopping it from completing its duty. And, within seconds of that, her own body would respond to her stimulation's.
So, she dallied, purposely slowly toying with her rubber clad tormentor's pleasure box to keep her distracted just long enough to hide her rescuers' entrance.
FFFFEEEEWWWWTTTT
"OOOOWWWWW!!!!" The rubber dominatrix gasped feeling a sting in her left buttocks and her body tingle as it instantly grew numb. "OOOOOOoooooohhhh!...." The dart penetrated the rubber covering the round ass cheek and the nerve toxin quickly went to work paralyzing its target.
"Good shot!" Booger grinned, wrapping a congratulatory hug around Poindexter's shoulders. "I was worried you may hit Judy or my foot by mistake. Lets get her."
By the time Gilbert made it to the basement, Booger and Poindexter had released Judy from her bonds and laid the paralyzed Pi on the floor.
Judy managed a smile at the puzzled expression behind the red rubber mask. It was the last piece of clothing left for Booger to remove from her former tormentor.
"I'm fine!" Judy said to Gilbert as he entered the room, then mouthed. "Is every thing else going along as planned?"
"Ye....Yes, we've kept our part of the deal....Are you sure you're okay?" He said, his voice full of concern. "That looked..... dreadful!"
"Actually...." She grinned. "It became quite pleasant.... But, I'm glad to be free of it....."
"Here..." Booger said, holding out the red rubber catsuit and enjoying the view of both girl's nude bodies. "She won't be needing it for a while... You know, I think she liked watching me stripping it off her.... She didn't try to stop me, anyway..." "Kristen Powers!" Judy glared down at the now nude Pi Delta. "So you want to play, DO YOU!"
Kristen had been a real pain to Judy for 3 years.
"What are we going to do with her?" Gilbert asked.
"I say we take her and this lovely toy of hers with us," Patsy said entering the room with Stacy and Miranda right behind her, nodding their heads in agreement. "What do you say Judy."
"So do I!" Judy grinned. "We've got a nice large basement, as well, in the Omega house. And, I'd like to see if the experiment she kept whispering in my ear about works. I've got a strong feeling it will...."
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Kristen Powers was unable to move her head or do anything else to protest Booger's gleeful fondling her body while he helped Patsy and Stacy bind her tightly with the ropes they gathered from a corner closet.
With her arms tightly bound together behind her back leaving her chest fully exposed to his lustful stares, Kristen's eyes pleaded for help, but, none was or was going to be given. "They've got a nice assortment of toys in here," Patsy grinned, helping herself to several items that caught her eye. "I don't think they'll miss it, besides Kristen can model them for us...."
"We had the others put 4 of the Pis into the van," Lamar said as he and Toshiro entered the basement. "Tos and I put Coach Harris, Bill, and Danny to bed...."
"The timer is set to go off in about 45 minutes, giving the whole campus a glimpse of the three of them snuggle cuddled together in a nice threesome." Toshiro added, with a huge grin.
"HHHEEEYUCKK, HHHEEEYUCKK, HHHEEEYUCKK..." Louis loudly laughed. "You did get pictures for the yearbook, too, didn't you?"
Toshiro held up his digital camera and nodded, his grin running from ear to ear. "What are you going to do with that?" Lamar said, pointing at the ball gag and harness Judy let dangle from her hand.
It was the same one she had worn earlier. "We can take a chance on her calling out for help, can we?" She laughed, knowing the darts toxin paralyzed her vocal cords as well.
She turned and stared deeply into Kristen's wild fearful eyes.
"I didn't really enjoy the taste of this ball gag, perhaps you will....." Judy snickered, pulling the straps tightly around Kristen's cheeks. "My doesn't it bring out the blue of your eyes....."
"After we get her and the other Pi Deltas secured, we need to take the truck out to the mansion and get the displays." Gilbert said to Louis. "He said to come get them anytime, but, to stay out of the mansion.... I figure the sooner we do the more time we'll have to set up the maze and all at our house."
Louis nodded his agreement and then reached for Kristen's shoulders.
Gilbert, Louis, and Booger lifted the immobile bound girl by her shoulders and ankles, then, headed for the stairs.
"We'll put her in the van and then come back down for the exercise machine and whatever other goodies you want to take," Gilbert smiled to Judy.
Kristen continued to try to plead for mercy with her eyes at the 3 Tri Lambs carrying her. "Trust me," Louis said, looking into her fear filled eyes. "You're much better off with us, than being with your friends at the Ost Mansion...."
Chapter 4
The leather chair creaked loudly as it topped the stairs, the leather hands' never easing their grips on the struggling girl.
"MMMMEEEMMMMMM!!" She screamed into the leather hands covering her mouth gagging her, as the door on her right opens.
Her eyes widen and lock onto Donna's baby blues peering out at her from behind the polar bear head.
"MIMA!" Donna attempted to call out to her sorority sister.
Trying again, Donna is unable to move. The soft white fur holds her arms tightly to her sides and her legs together as one.
"MEMIM ME!" She mmpphhs, as the bear body holding her in it emerges from the door.
The two leather leashes held in its right paw are still attached to Bettie and Celia's collars. The two cocoon figures hopped through the door immediately after the bear.
Lisa's glance flashes from Donna to the two bound girls and back. And, she recognizes the despair flooding into Donna's eyes.
Lisa can tell by that look the sight of seeing her also caught has removed any hope for a chance of escape.
The bear turns and slowly makes its way down the hallway on the right, forcing its 2 bundles to hop along after.
Lisa tries to turn her head to watch the bear, but, the hands holding her refuse to allow it. Donna's futile mumbles slowly dissolve and Lisa renews her frantic struggles as the chair moves down the hallway on the left.
The chair suddenly stops in front of a door and it opens, the hinges eerily creaking.
Lisa feel the chair become thinner as it squeezed through the door, then, returns to its normal shape after entering.
It slowly makes its way towards the captain chair across the room and Lisa's eyes widen when she sees her reflection in the large mirror's on the wall to her left. Loud female muffled moans of sexual pleasure come from behind the bed curtains surrounding the large bed on her right. She quickly recognized the room and Marie's moans. Halfway across the room, the chair arches backward, then spews Lisa from it with the sound of clothing being shredded to pieces. "OUCH!" Lisa yells, landing with a thud naked on the hard wooden bedroom floor a few feet from the captains chair. She rolls onto her side and rubs her bruised ass as she watches the chair disappear into the hallway through the open door. The door slams shut, but, the noise of it and her groans of pain do not interrupt or slow the loud moans coming from the bed. Lisa hesitates for a moment before she crawls to the foot of the bed and pulls herself to her feet using one of the canopy posts. Slowly, she reaches for the ornate curtain. Taking a deep breath, she pulls it wide open. "OH MY GOD!" She screams at the sight before her eyes.
Marie lay tautly spread eagled on the bed. Mahogany colored soft silk cords looped around her wrists and ankles pull them toward the four bed posts. The white cloth gag, Lisa had watched attach itself to Marie, remained tightly wrapped around her mouth muffling her moans. Sweat poured down Marie's face and her chest heaved with each deep breath she drew through her nostrils. Two pillows had been slipped under her hips, lifting them high off the mattress. And between them, the same night shirt, that had fought and beaten Stan, was wildly humping away. Lisa stared at the scene, unable to react until Marie arched her back and fiercely pulled on her bonds. Closing her eyes, Marie screamed into the gag, her chest heaving and her body trembling, as another tremendous orgasm ravaged her.
"STOP!" Lisa screamed, grabbing the night shirt, pulling it off of her friend and throwing it behind her onto the floor.
"It'll be fine, give me a minute to untie you." Lisa said, reaching for the cord to untie Marie's right ankle.
"MEMIM MU!" Marie moaned, her eyes looking past Lisa.
Lisa sensed movement and slowly turned her head. A pair of red cotton long johns was helping the night shirt up.
The two articles of clothing stood behind her. The night shirt's collar motioning from side to side as if saying no, no, no. Then, the cloth duo flew at her.
Lisa put her arms up to block their attacks and felt her forearms being griped tightly. The night shirt held her right arm and the long johns her left as they force her to stretch her arms out and turned her back toward the captains chair.
"MMMOOO!" Marie screamed, as she watched the same kind of cords holding her spring from the chair arms and loop around Lisa's wrists.
"WHAT THE HELlllll....." Lisa yelled as more cord sprang from the chair legs, looped around her ankles and begin to pull her backward into the chair.
The night shirt let go of her forearm and began squeezing and fondling her breasts pushing her into the chair. The long johns moved from her arm to between her legs, rubbing her twat and ass sensually. "NOOOOO...OOOOHHHH!" Lisa screamed and moaned, her body beginning to enjoy the odd sensations.
As her legs touched the chair legs, cords sprang from the back and seat of the chair. Carefully avoiding the 2 clothing items, they looped around her waist and thighs and pulled her into the chair. Her back landed firmly against the back of the chair and her thighs forced wide apart. Her tormentors continued as Lisa fought, but, was unable to stop the cords from forcing her arms onto the chair arms. More cord looped around her arms locking them to the chair arm from her wrists to elbows. Her legs and the rest of her were soon entwined to the chair in mahogany cord. Only her head, neck, heaving breasts and quickly moistening pussy were left uncovered. "Stop, pleaseee.... Let us go, please..." She begged.
The pair of long johns walked over to the night stand next to the bed and after toying with Marie's wet pussy and hard nipples pulled a ring gag from its drawer.
"NO, NO, NOMMMMMPPPHHH!" Lisa pleaded as it forced the gag past her lips and buckled it tightly behind her head.
The night shirt floated up. Its sleeves holding Lisa's head between them as it moved closer to her face. She watched its bottom hem roll itself slowly up until it revealed a white cotton diaper looking 10-inch wide sash undergarment.
A thick white penis shape protruded from the sash saturated with Marie's juices to the point of them dripping freely from it. "MO, MO, MOOOMMMMPPPPHHH!!!!" Lisa pleaded as the bulging object forced its way through the ring into her mouth.
The night shirt began to thrust the cloth in and out of Lisa's mouth holding her head tightly with its sleeves, while the long johns renewed its assault on her love box.
Lisa, being not unaccustomed to orally satisfying several of the Alphas, felt the cloth object begin to get harder and grow unbelievably thicker with each thrust. She could also feel her body also growing closer and closer to an unwanted orgasm.
"MMMMMAAAAAOOOO!" She screamed, when she felt it seem to ejaculate as her body trembled and strained against her bonds in a monstrous climax.
"MO, MO, MO....!" Marie screamed at the sight.
The orgasm seemed to last forever to Lisa. It was only when the night shirts release its grip on her and floated backward that she came back to herself.
The thick hard shape remained in the ring and she felt the ends of the cotton cloth wrap around her lower face. It pulled itself tight forcing the penis shape deeper into her mouth before sealing itself together.
"MMMUU...MMMOO!" Lisa yelled unable to remove the gag or intruder as she wildly shook her head.
The long johns moved in front of Lisa and behind them she saw the night shirt float into the bathroom only to return shortly with another sash beneath it.
But, what caught Lisa's eyes was the huge penis shape poking out from the long johns, stretching the material in the front.
She thought the one held in her mouth was large, but, this was even thicker and longer.
The long johns slowly turned and headed over to the end of the bed, followed by the night shirt.
"MMMMOOO! MMMMOOO!" Marie screamed into her gag, her eyes pleading with Lisa as the long johns moved between her wide open legs and the night shirt closed the bed curtains.
Downstairs in the dining room's waiting area, Kitty felt the vines holding her slowly relax their grip. She was able to remove her face from Laurel and with a great amount of effort soon freed herself from her bindings.
She rolled to her side and stared into Laurel's eyes, which were slightly glazed over due to the number of orgasm Kitty had provided.
A soft mumble from the side drew her attention.
"JASON!" She yelled, seeing what had happened to her lover for the first time. "Hold on, I'm coming...."
But, before she could reach him, the floor beneath the chair that held him turned muddy black and he sank into its dark depths.
"JASON, JASON, JASON...." She wildly screamed in horror, before collapsing onto the floor crying hysterically. "MMMEEELLLMMM... MMMEEELLLMMM!" Laurel yelled at Kitty after a few moments. "MELM ME!"
The sounds of Laurel's gagged pleas finally reached Kitty.
Sniffling loudly, Kitty moved in front of Laurel, but, hesitated to attempt to free her friend.
Each time Kitty reached to try to free her the vines next to Laurel would move defensively causing Kitty to jump and stop. "MUM! MUM! MUM!" Laurel began screaming into her gag at Kitty.
Looking up, Kitty saw Laurel's gaze was not at her, but, at the doorway leading to the dining room.
Kitty's mouth opened wide without a sound as she turned her head and saw what Laurel was yelling about.
Coming through the doorway heading straight toward them, was a huge animal. The closer it came the higher the fear level in Kitty rose.
It stood like a human on its hind legs making it at least 8-feet tall. Its legs and arms were extremely toned and muscular, covered with gray fur as was the rest of its body. A huge elongated wolf shaped head rested on its muscular shoulders and neck. Drool flowed from its mouth and it bare its huge yellow fangs and teeth.
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"MMMAAAAMMMMM!" Laurel screamed as it towered over a fear induced petrified Kitty.
It raised itself to its fullest in front of Kitty.
Kitty trembled and her mouth dropped even further as she lowered her head and stared at the fully erect gray fur covered 5-inch thick 2-foot long penis aimed at her.
"GGGGRRRRRRRRR!" It snarled, curling its lips showing its full set of yellow fangs. "GGGGRRRRRRRRR!"
Kitty felt the vibrations of the werewolf's deep base growl and immediately fainted, falling toward the floor.
But, the creature caught her before she hit it.
"MEEM MEM MAMOME!" Laurel screamed at the werewolf, knowing it was about to rip her friend, then most likely her, to shreds in mere moments.
Instead the monster used its 3-inch long sharp claws to gently remove all of Kitty's clothing.
With all that had transpired, Laurel was stunned as she watched the werewolf go into and come back from the dining room with several coils of rope.
She didn't know what to expect, so, she continued to attempt, through her gag, to plead with him to leave Kitty alone. Which he ignored while he bound Kitty's arms tightly behind her back and her legs together.
Laurel stopped her protesting and watched in disbelief when the creature worked a ring gag between Kitty's lips and buckled the head harness it was attached to around her head.
Lifting Kitty's unconscious body and turning her so the tip of his penis touched the ring gag, he looked at Laurel and his snarl turned into a smile.
"OH GOD NO!" Laurel thought, and she instinctively began uselessly fighting her bonds.
"THOMAS!" A sharp cackling voice shouted from the door leading to the entranceway. "You know you can't do that until dawn!"
Laurel saw 3 shapes enter the room and as they drew closer she had to close her eyes to stop from vomiting. They were the most hideous looking so called women she had ever seen. The werewolf was more beautiful to her in comparison.
Their voices were shrieking cackles and their faces and hands were covered with warts and growths. Their eyes were nearly transparent and all three had long crooked pointed noses and chins.
"You're early! And, I know the rules!" The werewolf growled. "I wasn't going to do anything, just a little sneak peek for her companion was all."
The werewolf nodded his head at Laurel.
"We were going to go by the cave to make the potions, but, thought we needed to come by here first, fortunately." The tallest of the three said, looking at Kitty, but, drawing close to Laurel as she sniffed the air. "This one is tempting and I'm sure will please Nakesha, but, I think I'd prefer the one you're holding...."
"She WILL ENJOY MY COMPANY!" The werewolf growled at the woman. "Besides, you will be provided, as you always seemed to enjoy more in the past, with males. And, not all the gifts have arrived as of yet..."
"Excellent! As you wish, then. We'll return shortly..." The three said in unison and disappeared in a mist.
"Don't worry my little one," he whispered in a growl into Kitty's ear. "No one but I will have you..."
"MMMAM MAMMEM...MMMOOO..MOOO!" Kitty screamed awaking and suddenly understanding her serious plight.
She struggled against her bonds as the werewolf lifted her from the floor and draped her over his shoulder.
He turned to leave but stopped and loudly sniffed the air.
Then, he reach a clawed finger down and gently stroked Laurel's still very wet pussy.
His soft touch surprised the bound girl and she immediately responded.
He held the struggling Kitty easily on his shoulder as he continued until Laurel climaxed. Lifting the claw to his long furry nose, he sniffed again.
"YYYEEESSSSS!" He growled and grinned. "Nakesha will enjoy you very much... Nearly, as much as I will enjoy this tender morsel."
Laurel cried as she watched him leave through the dining room, Kitty pleading and screaming through her gag helplessly bound and gagged over his massive shoulder.
Chapter 5
The sound of Marie's loud moans changed to ones of unconscious muffled whimpers to Lisa. She was worried about her friend, but, more concerned about herself. The cords holding her had not loosened any, despite her torrent of struggles.
"OH NO!" Lisa thought to herself, when the bed curtains parted and she saw the vacant stare in Marie's eyes. "What have they done to her?"
The night shirt and long johns stood on the bed as if they were gloating. And, Lisa could see huge erections poking out from them.
'MMMOOOOOO!!" She screamed, shaking her head back and forth, when both leapt from the bed and landed on either side of her.
The night shirt pulled the sash from beneath it and lay one end on the chair seat between her legs. The erect penis remained thick and full, and, pointed directly up at her.
Lisa stared down at it and felt the cloth slowly work its way between her moist pussy and the seat cushion. Bound as she was to the chair, her 36B cup breasts soon blocked the sight of the hard penis shape cotton cloth as it closed in on her still very stimulated pussy.
"MMMOOO!" She whimpered, feeling the intruder rub against her clit as it slid along her slit before squeezing under her.
Then, she felt it begin to slid between her labia and wiggle its way into her.
As soon as it fully inserted itself into her the matching shape in her mouth began to pulsate in rhythm with its brother.
"MMMMMMAAAAAAAA!!!!!" She screamed louder as she felt another bulge in the material begin to grow and wiggle its way past her virgin sphincter.
She closed her eyes and tried to fight its entry, but, could feel she was failing badly.
"OH GOD NOOOOOOO!" Her mind screamed, when she opened her eyes and saw the pair of red long johns standing in front of her.
Its long thick hard penis shape slowly faded away. And, as it shrank, the invader in her rear grew.
Soon, the red bulge protruding from the long johns disappeared from in front of her, but, filled her rear orifice. It quickly joined the other 2 vibrating objects filling her openings in causing her moans and muffled pleas for mercy to match those she had been hearing coming from Marie earlier.
The cords circling her chest moved and tightened around her breasts reshaping them into more rounded masses.
WHACK..... WHACK....WHACK....WHACK
"MMMMAAAAAAA!!!!" She screamed, as both items of clothing began using their limp sleeves to snap whip her enlarging nipples.
Tears formed in her eyes, but, she also felt herself becoming more and more aroused with each sleeve slap and pulse of the items filling her.
"MMMMAAAAAAHHHH, MMMMOOOO!" She loudly screamed into her gag when the first orgasm hit her and the second followed.
She came a third time and was about to come a fourth when everything suddenly stopped and she realized there were footsteps along with voices coming from outside the room.
"MMELMM, MMELMM!" She began to scream, but, the cloth penis gagging her enlarged silencing any sound, but as it did, the other 2 also increased in girth and vibration returning her focus to them.
"THERE’S THE STAIRS, STEVE! STAN, STAN, WE'RE HERE!"
With the 3 intruders continuing to grow and distract she faintly heard Ogre's booming voice calling out in the distance for Stan. And, she thought she heard Steve and Lori's voices growing closer as they also called out for the others. But, each time she tried to concentrate on the voices her assailants would increase their attack. Besides, she knew that she nor any of the others could reply or warn them.
Downstairs the new arrivals were diligently searching for their comrades.
"Here's the cellar door," Scott said, opening a door under the large stair case. "And, there's a light switch that works, too."
"I smell grilled meat," Ogre grinned at Kay as he pasted the door Scott and Angela had just entered. "This way to the kitchen... SNIFF... SNIFF ... SNIFF...MMMMM...STAN, BETTIE, ARE YOU THERE?"
"I don't smell anything, except dust." Kay sneered.
"IF YOU FIND ANYONE CALL OUT!" Steve yelled, from the top of the stairs before returning to help Lori, who had already began trying to open several doors along the hallway to the left.
Above her muffled moans, Lisa heard the door handle jiggle, but, it didn't open. The night shirt and long johns quickly moved across the room and flattened against the wall on either side of the door.
"All these doors are locked," Lori yelled back to Steve. "Now what?"
"I don't know..." Steve replied. "Try pulling on these hallway lamps and see it they trigger a door lock release or something. That worked in a movie I watched once."
They both began pulling on the brass hall lamps between the doors.
"Hey, this one is moving!" Lori smiled, pulling the lamp down toward her an inch.
There was a loud 'CLICK' and the door next to her popped slightly open.
"It worked," she said, triumphantly, and looked back to were Steve had been standing, but, was now gone. "Did you hear me...Where’d you go?"
She started to go look for him, but, the sound of Lisa's muffled voice coming from behind the open door caught her attention.
"Lisa? Is that you?" Lori said sticking her head through the door. "LISA! WHAT IN THE WORLD!"
She pushed the door wide open and hurried across the room.
"MMMMUMM, MMUUMM!" Lisa tried to warn her.
Lori stopped just in front of her bound friend and slowly turned her head to her right.
"Marie? Oh my God! What happened here?" Lori gasp at the sight of the other bound coed. “What have those damn nerds done to you?”
The sound of the door slamming shut made her jump and spin around.
"What the hell!" She whispered at the sight of the night shirt and long johns walking toward her. "How are they doing thaaaa..."
The long johns looped its right sleeve around her right wrist and used its left to begin unbuttoning her red silk blouse. The night shirt looped its left sleeve around her left wrist and wrapped its right around her lower face silencing her as they pulled her against the bed's foot board.
As soon as the long johns had unbuttoned and removed her blouse from her the ornate mahogany cords carved into the canopy posts unwrapped from the wood and looped around her wrists spreading her arms wide apart over her head.
“MMMMOOOO, MMMOOO!“ She protested as her animated assailants removed her metallic looking jeans and silver colored satin thong. Then, after removing her ankle boots, they held her legs apart as more of the cord wrapped around her ankles and pulled them further apart.
"MELM! MELM, MEME! MELM!" She screamed as the cords pulled her into a standing spread eagle.
"NOOOOMMMMPPPPHHH!" She pleaded as the night shirt unwrapped its sleeve, but, immediately, pulled a thick white cotton cloth between her teeth and tied it tightly around her neck.
As the night shirt wrapped a longer white satin cloth around and around her mouth and lower face, the long johns began fondling her pert heaving breasts.
The night shirt joined in by firmly slapping her pussy several times, then, massaging it sensually until the hysterical girl suddenly screamed into the gag with her first of many orgasms.
Lisa silently watched the events and would have liked to try to calm Lori, but, her invaders began again and from the corner of her eye she saw 2 bulges in the bedcover rise and move toward Marie.
After a few minutes had any of the others been upstairs, they would have been privy to a concert of orgasmic induced pleasure groans and moans by a talented trio of bound and gagged sorority sisters.
Meanwhile, Scott and Angela had made their way down the cellar stairs and through the only door they could see. The room they entered contained row after row of vintage wines in racks. The only way Angela could get Scott to keep moving was for her to promised to come back after they found everyone and give him one of her famous blowjobs while he drank several of the bottles.
They move down a narrow hallway. But, just as they opened the door at the end, Steve fell from the ceiling on top of them knocking Scott to the floor and Angela through the doorway.
“WHAT THE HELL! WHERE’D YOU COME FROM?” Scott screamed at Steve, pushing him off from him.
“I don‘t know, man!” Steve stuttered. “I was upstairs with Lori looking for Stan, when all of a sudden I felt myself falling through a dark black mist. It seemed like I fell for hours, then, WHAM, I landed on you.. That was weird!”
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“You okay, Angela?” Scott said, after shaking the cobwebs from his head and getting to his feet. “Angela? Angela? Where are you?”
He turned and quickly burst through the open door.
The room was full of old wood crates spread out on the floor and 3 old wooden tables with dirty old clay jars laying on them.
“ANGELA!” He yelled louder, but, did not get a response. “Where in the hell did she go?”
“She’s not back this way,” Steve said, entering the room. “She may have ran through that door over there.”
The thick metal door was slightly ajar. It was heavier than a normal door and took a bit of effort from both of them to force it wide open.
“Damn, look at these!“ Steve said, pointing to claw marks on the inside of the door. “I wonder what made them.”
Ample light filtered in through an open door across the room that allowed them to make out the furnishings. A small table and chair against the wall on their right and an over sized cot protruded from the wall to their left.
“MMEEMMMM!!!” A muffled voice from above screamed at them.
“OH MY GOD!” Scott gasped, looking up toward the voice. “KITTY?”
Six feet above the cot, Kitty dangled naked from chains attached to the ends of 2 sets of 4-foot long wooden stocks. Her neck was held in the middle and her wrists held wide apart near the ends in padded holes of one set,. While, her legs were held wide apart by her ankles, which, were locked into similar padded holes near the ends of the other set.
Her mouth looked to be forced wide open by a large ring and a steady trickle of drool slipped between her neck and the hole’s padding making its way down her body.
In the middle of her leg stocks 2 poles extended up connecting the 2 sets of stocks and holding her between them. Ropes looped around her chest kept her back and spine firmly against one, while, forcing the other pole against her chest between breasts. A thin twine was tied to that pole and looped around the base of each breast securing them to the pole as well as shaping them.
“OH MAN!” Scott stammered, mesmerized by the sight as he slowly walked toward her. “Are those vacuum clamps?”
On the ends of a T shaped rod, attached to the front pole, were glass vials. One end of each vial was plugged with one of Kitty’s engorged nipples and areola. The other end had a rubber tube that was connected to a small air compressor attached between the poles just below Kitty’s knees.
“HOLY SHIT!” Steve blurted out, seeing another small motor attached between the poles above the compressor. “IT’S ONE OF THOSE FUCKING MACHINES!”
Two rods rose from opposite sides of the motor and on the end of each rod were long thick dildos. The one between her legs was fully inserted into her pussy, but, only the tip of the other found its way into her asshole.
CLICK
The motor and compressor jumped to life, scaring years of precious life from both young men and sending frantic convulsions of fear and loud moans of dread and pleasure from Kitty.
They knew should have been looking for a way to free her from her plight, but, were unable to remove their eyes from the scene above them. As one dildo slowly retreated, without ever completely exiting from its assigned hole, the other made it way in until it disappeared. Then, the cycle reversed and repeated itself.
As the compressor increased its output, they watched her nipples stretch until they touched, what looked like, a thin electrode in the vial.. Kitty’s chest flinched and they could see a small bluish spark leap from the electrode. Then, the compressor stopped momentarily.
“Damn those nerds are devious,” Scott mumbled, unable to remove his eyes from Kitty’s torments.
“We need to find someway of getting her down,” Steve finally whispered, after the compressor had stopped for the third time.
“Yeah, yeah, see if you can find a switch or something to lower the chains.” Scott nodded, still staring up at the sight.
“MOOM MOUM, MEMIM MU!” Kitty screamed, trying desperately to warn them.
But, it was to late. Neither of her would be rescuers heard the large creature come up behind them, through the secret door that opened. Its sound hidden by the sound of the compressor,. Nor did either see the club in its paw before being knocked unconscious by a blow to the back of their heads.
With 2 quick and firm swings of his mighty arm, both male students became crumbled unconscious heaps on the floor at its feet.
“I knew you’d be a delightful distraction to any visitors,” It grinned up at her, clicking a button on the remote control it had in its other paw. “Can’t let my toys push you so far you go over the edge, now can I…”
The compressor and motor stopped leaving the dildo in her butt fully inserted and the tip of the other just out of the reach of her swelling clit.
“MMMOOO, MMMOOO, mmoo, mmoo, mo…” Kitty whimpered, as she watched the werewolf drag the 2 unconscious forms by their ankles through the secret door across from her.
She sighed into the gag and wondered if it was the failed rescue or not being allowed to orgasm that depressed her more.
“Mamom,? Man?” She gasped, seeing Jason and next to him Stan chained spread eagle to the wall across from the secret door to the hidden chamber.
“Don’t worry about them,” the creature said returning to the doorway and nodding his large head at the 2 chained young men. “Plans have been made for them.”
He raised and aimed the remote in her direction.
“And, I’ve plans for you, also.” He grinned, clicking the remote and snickering evilly as the machines turned back on.
“Only a few hours longer, then, I’ll not need to keep you stimulated like this.” His yellow teeth reflected the light from the room as he grinned. “I just hope for your sake, they’ve relaxed and stretched you enough so you can enjoy me…”
“OH MY GOD! NO!” Kitty thought looking again at the size of the cock aimed at her, as he stepped back letting the secret door close between them. “That thing will rip me in half!”
Little did Kitty know below her in another very secret underground room another of her sorority sisters reappeared.
“OOOOOOFFFFF!!!” Angela gasped for breath, landing hard on her back. “What the….”
She watched the black mist she had just fallen through disappear into the ceiling.
“Oohh, where am I?” She mumbled as she forced herself to a sitting position. “Scott? Scott , do you hear me? SCOTT… WHERE ARE YOU? HELP! HELP! HELP!”
She looked around, but, couldn’t see or hear him and was puzzled as to what had happened. All she could remember was being pushed through the door and falling into and through darkness until landing hard on this table.
There were nearly a dozen torch lights spread about the room giving her enough light to see clearly.
Two sarcophagi stood upright in the corners to her right one closed and the other open. In the middle of the wall to her left there was a massive door. The room was fairly large, at least 40-feet square. Small tables with various sized ornately decorated clay jars on them were against the other 3 walls and rolls of cloth were stacked in neat pyramids about head high around the room.
The table she had landed on seemed to be in the center of the room and by the way the light reflected from it looked to be made of smooth polished gold,. It was 8-foot long and 4-foot wide with what looked like a human forearm and hand protruding from each corner. The hands were open palm up and the fingers semi clenched as if allowing something to slide through it. They also looked to be made from gold.
She had went on a vacation to Egypt with her family a couple of years ago and had visited several tombs and ancient burial chambers. This room looked so much like one of those it sent an eerie chill over her.
Angela suddenly felt an urgent need to get off from the table.
She was fairly certain that there would be little help coming soon, so she walked over to the door, but, quickly realized there was no way she could open it.
“There has to be a release mechanism,” she whispered to herself, remembering their Egyptian guide’s words about how the doorways were made with elaborate locks to keep thieves out or trap them in, so she began studying the carvings around the door and the walls. “They look like the Egyptian hieroglyphics she remembered seeing on those tomb walls.”
She traced her finger around one of the symbols that seemed familiar and was repeated over and over, trying to recall what the guide had said about it.
“Yes, this one, if I remember correctly means…“ She whispered louder, remembering their guide pointing to it many times as they entered and left several of the tombs that were open to tourists. “CURSED!”
She looked around the room and realized it looked to be a combination mummification area and tomb. They had visited both on their vacation.
Stepping over to one of the cloth stacks, she gently ran her hand along the cloth feeling the smooth exotic texture of Egyptian silk and she remembered how soft and erotic it felt on her skin when she wore it while there. But, looking closer at the cloth it didn’t seem to have a manmade texture to it.
A torch light flickered across the room and a set of symbols near it caught her eye.
It was the curse symbol followed by a series of pictures depicting a young man being wrapped in the cloth by priests and placed in a sarcophagus alive. After that series, another began showing a woman being wrapped in bandages by the same young man. And, after that, a series depicting him binding her to the table as a sacrifice, followed by him sexual assaulting the woman in various ways.
“An ancient sexual predator caught in the act and punished,” Angela mused. “Forced to remain as one of his victims I suppose… What’s this?”
Angela looked at another wall panel.
Again, there was the cursed symbol, but, this time it was followed by a series of pictures depicting a very tall woman leading a bound and gagged women down a flight of stairs and into a room similar to this one.
She laid the woman on the table in the middle of the room, which was very similar to the one she had landed on, and rebound her to it with the cloth that flowed from the open hands in the corners. Once finished, she climbed atop the woman, place her face between the woman’s legs and the woman’s face between hers.
“Oh my God!” Angela giggled. “Lesbian love making Egyptian style.”
But, the pictures continued and showed the tall woman opening the sarcophagus and letting the mummy wrapped young man out. Then more pictures depicted him pleasuring himself with the bound woman on the table while the tall woman watched.
A symbol showing the sun rising, then, falling was above these symbols. The last picture in this series was one that looked like the tall woman fleeing from the same priests who had punished the young man.
“Interesting,” Angela sighed. “But, how do I get out of here?”
She sensed motion behind her and turned.
“AAAAAAIIIIIEEEEE!!!!” Angela screamed at the sight of a spider the size of a Volkswagen automobile unfolding from under one of the tables and quickly scampering toward her.
Her body went numb as she slowly backed away, staring at the huge advancing thing, until her back became flush with the door.
“SHOO! GO AWAY!” She screamed at it. “GO AWAY! AAAIIIIEEEMMMPPhhhh!”
It reared onto its 4 back legs and sprayed a stream of fine liquid from what looked liked utters near the top of its chest directly into Angela’s mouth.
Her mouth filled with the liquid before she could close it and the creature began weaving a thick silky threading from its 2 front legs around and around and around Angela’s lower face and mouth.
Instinctively, Angela lifted her hands in an attempt to remove the silk threads. But, the creature’s final set of legs snagged her fingers with even thicker silk threads and began looping them together in front of her just below her neck.
Angela’s hands were quickly covered with the threads, locking them palm to palm between her ample breasts. Her arms soon followed and were bound to her chest and sides.
The creature’s front legs had completely covered Angela’s lower face and neck and had started weaving its thread around the top of her head and chin, forcing Angela’s lips to close even tighter.
Angela knew she had to do something, so, she kicked her leg up at the creature and connected sending it backward and making it stop its attack.
She pushed herself from the wall and began to run away toward the open sarcophagus.
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Suddenly, she stumbled and she fell toward the floor.
She closed her eyes and prepared to hit the floor head first, but, never did. Instead she felt herself flip upside down and her ankles forced together.
Her body swung forward and she tried to kick her feet to spread them apart, but, they remained together.
What’s more as she swung backward she saw a second spider stretched upward sealing the webbing holding her ankles to the ceiling. The first spider then joined the second and both used their 4 front legs to web her body completely in the silky threading. Her eyes were the last things covered.
Angela felt herself swing slowly back and forth unable to pull her arms free or even scream out for help. It was then she realized the liquid sprayed into her mouth had solidified. Her mouth was now packed full of silk. It felt the same as that one time when Bettie had stuffed her mouth full with her silk panties and wrapped several silk scarves over her head. But, this time the silk covering was sticking to her face like tape.
Suddenly, she felt herself gently falling onto her back on something hard and being forced to remain still. She tried to twist, but, could feel more pressure on her legs and body to keep her from moving.
A heavy weight pressed onto her body adding to her immobility. Then, pressure was applied to her lower face and she felt something burst through the silk filling her mouth.
It was pointed and round. And, as soon as it pushed its way through the packing filling her mouth it stopped.
“NNNNNOOOOO!!!” Angela’s mind screamed at her, as she felt the intruding item begin to pulse and throb.
Fluid spurt onto the back of her throat and she had to fight the urge to gag as she began swallowing the thick fluid.
The intruder stopped pulsing and as it reversed itself it secreted more fluid sealing the silk pack that filled Angela’s mouth.
“AAIIEE!” She screamed into the gagging, feeling a sharp stab into her left buttocks. “What was thaaaa”
Angela quickly drifted off into a forced slumber.
Meanwhile, Ogre had grabbed Kay’s arm and had dragged her behind him toward the kitchen. He was starving and quickly followed the aroma of grilled food, ignoring Kay’s ranting.
“What do you mean you smell food. I don’t smell anything.” She raved. “You idiot, we’re supposed to find Stan and Bettie, not go running after an imaginary meal. You’re a pathetic goon. I don’t see why Stan and them put up with you. LET GO OF ME, YOU MORON!”
He pulled her into the dust covered kitchen, not letting her go until he had dragged her around the table on the far side of the room.
“Listen to me you pathetic oaf, THERE IS NO FOOD, THERE IS NOTHING IN HERE…” she screamed at him.
“What do you call that?” Ogre said, pointing to the dust covered kitchen table. “Look at that! That’s got to be the biggest steak I’ve ever seen. And that baked potato is the size of a football…. And, this, you don’t want a sip of this….”
He lifted his empty fingers up, as if he were holding a large glass, and pressed them to his lips as if taking a drink.
“Oh, man! That has to be the best tasting beer I’ve ever had.“ He grin and pulled a chair to the table and sat down. “Sure you don’t want some?“
Kay watched him pick up imaginary utensils and begin to devour nothing.
“Either you or I are delirious,” she said, turning toward a door on her right. “And, I vote you. I’m going to look for Bettie and Stan. You, you big moron, can just sit there and waste time enjoying your imaginary tea party or whatever it is….”
She stomped off through the door after opening it.
Kay never could nor ever would stand Ogre, or most men for that matter, him in particular. Mostly due to the fact that Bettie and Stan always forced her to be with him, pushing them together. She couldn’t stand the thought of that Neanderthal holding her, let alone, wanting to touch his penis or let it into her.
She never had or ever would let a man have her. Not that she didn’t want to have passionate love made to her. She had many dreams at night where she would give herself to other women, some she knew, others were just figments of her imagination. Dominate, powerful women who were able to satisfy her submissive lesbian lusts and longings for days on end.
From early on she knew she enjoyed other girls company more than boy or men. Then, when she become a Pi Delta Pi and met some of the other sisters she knew what she wanted, but, hadn’t been able to connected in a sexual way to any of them. She had hopes to join Lauren and Celia, but, they were both to jealous to share with another. Then, someone spread the word that she was Ogre’s woman and that ended her searching for the present.
“God, how I hate that idiot….” She mumbled to herself as she reached for the chain dangling from the light.
“He’s so gross. If I ever wanted to do it with a guy, he’d be my last choice. I’d rather give myself to one of those Omega heifers before I let him have me….”
Light filled the small 6-foot by 6-foot pantry. Shelf after shelf of canned goods were on the walls to her left and right. But, it was the shelves on the wall in front of her that grabbed her attention.
There were 5 shelves from floor to ceiling and all of them contained the same thing. Nearly twenty boxes of the same self sealing plastic wrap were stacked on each.
Kay pulled a box off one of the middle shelves and opened it. It was the same kind they used at the sorority house, very stretchy and sticky. She put it back and turned to leave, when, all of the plastic wrap boxes began to wobble and fall from their shelves. But, none hit the floor.
“WHAT THE HELL! HELMMMMMPPPPHHHHHH!!” Kay screamed as the rolls of plastic wrap flew from their boxes and began circling her entire body.
Loop after loop around her face several flew, silencing her cries for help while others looped around her chest and legs forcing her arms to her sides and her legs together.
She tried to hop away towards the open door, but, the rolls of wrap continued their mission. The closer she got to the door the blurrier her vision grew with each layer of wrap looping around her eyes. The sight of the blurry kitchen filled her as she passed through the doorway and she turned to where she had left Ogre.
He was still eating from an imaginary plate.
“MMELLMM!!“ She screamed at him through the plastic that covered her mouth. “MMELLMM MMMEEE!“
He looked up at her and all she could see was a blank stare in his eyes and a goofy shit eating grin on his face.
“Kay? That you? Sorry, if you change your mind and want some, but, I couldn’t stop eating it until I ate it all.” He said, seeming to not notice her plight. “How’d you get all that stuff wrapped around you… You look silly… Man, that looks tight. How are those things doing that by themselves… Was Stan or Bettie in there?”
“What is the matter with that fool?“ Her mind screamed at her. “Why isn’t he trying to help!“
The rolls of plastic wrap continued to circle her, getting tighter and tighter with each loop. Her arms were uselessly held to her sides and the thickness of the wrap on her legs made it extremely more difficult to hop.
When the last of plastic wrap on the last roll had finished Kay could not see a thing or make a sound. But, somehow she had no trouble breathing through her nose, the plastic had not covered it at all. She stood at the end of the table her mind racing wondering what had happened and how. She heard Ogre grunt and speak , but, was unable clearly understand what he said.
“OH, MY GOD!” Ogre screamed, staring a the 9-foot tall polar bear as it entered the kitchen.
He was unable to move. Fear and the huge meal he had just eaten held him in his seat. So all he could do was watch as the bear locked a leather collar around Kay’s neck, attach a leash to it, then, pulling on the leash, forced her to hop along after him out of the room.
He sat there watching a plastic wrapped Kay join 2 other female figures, one covered in black leather and the other wrapped in red silk ribbon, hopping behind the huge white furry creature down the hallway.
“That’s something you don’t see every day,” He grinned lifting the glass of beer to his lips and draining it. “What, whoa, hey what, stoppppp…..”
Ogre felt the chair, with him unable to get out of it, slowly sink and disappear into a black ooze on the floor.
Chapter 6
The headlights burst through the window illuminating, for a brief moment, Laurel and the room. Hope, that she would be seen and rescued, again welled up inside her. But, deep down she knew the decorative vines holding her would never allow it.
A few hours earlier she had seen the lights from several other vehicles pulling into the mansion’s driveway and had the same desperate hope.
Only, it was a large group of the nerds she and the others had enjoyed taunting over the years at Adams College.
Even though she loathed them, if they were to rescue her, she may have been able to tolerate their existence. However, hearing their conversations, as they removed the displays from the yard, quickly and utterly destroyed her hope for rescue by them.
“Careful taking these displays apart. We have to be able to put them back together to use in the maze at our house.” She overheard the goofy one, the others called, Lewis say. “Setting them up here was just a decoy to lure the Alphas and Pis. HEY! DON’T GO NEAR THE BUILDINGS! HE SAID TO NOT GO NEAR OR IN THE MANSION!“
“Lure? What do you mean by that?“ A feminine sounding male voice asked.
“Yes, a lure. We knew they’d want to destroy anything we did for the contest. So, we agreed, with a man who lives here, to use the contest as a ploy to trick them into coming here so we can get some revenge.“ Lewis answered.
“Revenge?” Another voice chimed in.
“Yes, to get revenge. Revenge for not only ransacking our house so many times, but, for the years they‘ve taken great pleasure tormenting us. For all the times they used our help to get what they want, then, all they’d do was insult us. Or, set us up, betraying us, and leaving us to be mercilessly beaten.”
Laurel heard him get choked up before he continued.
“Not to mention, the people residing here had a vengeful motive as well.”
“I thought no one lived here…” Several voices said as one.
“So did I!” Lewis added. “Until, that night!”
“We only treated them as they deserved.” Laurel had thought to herself at the time. “And him, thinking he was worthy to date a Pi Delta Pi. We certainly showed him. Though, he had made it very difficult for us to return Bettie back to her real self and help set him up. But, we did it.”
His next statement, not only brought her back from her thoughts, but, sent chills down her back.
“And, be assured this building has plans to also get its revenge on them.” He said, icily.
The sudden sound of heels clicking on the porch as they approached the front door refocused her attention. She had assumed it was more of the nerds coming back again. Perhaps her luck and chance for rescue had changed.
“MMMMEEEMMMPP!!!” She tried to scream through the leaf gag covering her mouth, as she heard the front door open and footsteps get louder.
They stopped on the other side of the doorway and were replaced by a loud sniffing noise
“MMMMEEEMMMPPP!!!“ She screamed, as the door to the room opened and its framework filled by an extremely shapely female form.
The chandelier in the center of the room began to give a soft glow. Is intensity increased the closer the form moved across the room toward Laurel.
The figure was a woman. An extremely tall woman, easily over 6 feet. She wore a deep dark blood red floor length leather cape, that wrapped around her like a second skin, defining her impressive figure. Around her waist, a 4-inch wide dark black leather belt was tightly buckled. And, matching black leather shoulder-length gloves adorned her long sensual arms that protruded from slits in the cape at her shoulders.
Her hair, the darkest richest black Laurel had ever seen, curled around and around on top of her head rising nearly a foot in the air. In the middle of the dark hive, setting majestically, a gold tiara held her hair regally in place.
From her shoulders the cape’s crown shaped red collar stood semi-circling her head. Its long prongs rose as high as her hair and each had a golden sphere on its end. The light from the chandelier reflected from the tiara to the spheres giving an illusion of immense power radiating from he