The Story Of POPPET

Extract

© DrkFetyshNyghts 2021

 

"Mind your steps, the stairs are quite narrow. There's one flight to the basement and then another to the sub-basement. I had it soundproofed you know, not that I've got to use it much, yet."

Immediately they left the house level it was like a different place they were in - like a place that was secret and set apart from the normality of the house. As they descended the stairs there was the click click of both their sets of high heels. But as they descended further there was the sound of growling and barking.

"That's my babies. They wouldn't harm a fly between them, as long as they get what they want, and need."

And that was a loaded comment for this woman to make but it didn't go over Alexa's head.

"They sound delicious. What are they?"

"Oh, Rhodesian Ridgebacks crossed with Rottweiler. I've had them since they were twelve weeks old - they're eight now. And they have been trained to perfection. They're like 'canine fine diners' I have to say. They know what they like and they enjoy what they like."

Alexa didn't know what a Rhodesian Ridgeback was but the animals sounded beyond huge.

"Can't wait to see them, after I've seen 'my' baby."

They reached the bottom of the steps and Alexa had turned to look directly at The Lady and both were smiling.

"Yes, your baby, indeed. I've found strings in her - you know strings of things that you may not know about. It's amazing what you can find in a woman, once you start to look deeper and more intensely."

The Lady was a Mistress of Intrigue and of setting a scene and establishing a 'vibe'. If she appeared sinister, which she did, it was because either she was really sinister or because that was what she intended to come across as - she was living a dream after all.

"I was hoping you would find something in her that I didn't already know about, I have to be honest."

As they made their way through the maze of lowish ceilinged corridors in that sub-basement, the sound of the babies faded until, there was nothing except the two women's high heels and their breathing. There wasn't even the sound of the city above. When the Lady had said that she'd had it soundproofed down there, she meant it.

"Just down here, all the way to the end. As soon as I open the door, you'll hear the creature. Poor love but she knows it's for the best."

 

As soon as that seal in the door was broken there was this noise that came from inside the room. It wasn't really a human noise and yet Alexa recognised the tone, and the vibe that it was Linda. The noises she was making were intermittent - they were wet noises that came from somewhere beyond her mouth and her throat - somewhere deeper than that. And as they both stepped inside the room, the noise stopped - as though it had been alerted to their presence. The only noise then was Alexa slapping her hand to her mouth in shock at what she was seeing. There wasn't much that took Alexa's breath away, but this did.

"Fuck!"

It was all Alexa could manage. It was safe to say that if the Lady didn't have Alexa's full and undivided attention before, then she did now.

Alexa was cruel, she knew that her brand of sadism was in ways effortless and cruel through to atom levels. But, the Lady? There had to be a way of describing what she'd done but it wasn't easy. There might have been the ever so slight popping of the ears as they got used to the vacuum.

That back view of Linda, yes! She was on some sort of device, naked now except for those self-supporting stockings. She was being supported by some kind of suspension device, and her legs had been doubled up and then spread at the hips as wide as they could go. If anything the spread of her legs had to be painful. And there was a dip in her back that forced her somewhat magnificent ass up and back. Her arms had been brought behind her, and then cinched together at the elbows and wrists.

And then her wrists had been hooked into some kind of micro hoist. Her shoulder blades clearly were forced back and almost touching. But what must have been more painful was that her elbows were touching. And this touching kind of deformed the arms somewhat. There was this 'deformation' in the arms that existed and the bondage just kept those arms and those hands out of the way.

The eyes would settle on those arms for a little while because of the striking lines they created. To say that the Lady had created a piece of artwork in Linda wouldn't be an exaggeration. And it was a rigid piece of artwork who's flesh was all soft and succulent and beautiful and yet it's movement was impossible, in any way shape or form. The cruelty was on display immediately and there was no attempt at hiding it.

"Delicious isn't it?"

The Lady believed those words to be true - that could be told from the tone of her voice and the way she lovingly delivered the lines.

"Delicious is one word."

And Alexa's response was short. This was a sight that just kept on giving - kept on feeding those shock like vibes to her brain.

The eyes, after taking in those vertical, cinched arms were drawn to the very private flesh between her legs, and because of the way her back was dipped and held there, and because of the way her arms were vertical like that, her sexuality was thrust backwards in this display of absolute obscenity. The obscenity was in the way it literally dripped with her juices. That was it, her dripping sexuality was obscene beyond the norm. But any scene, any picture like this had to have a shock value attached to it and this was it.

Her sexuality, her cunt appeared 'star like'. That is her outer labia were clipped, or clamped with stainless steel, toothed mini clamps and then pulled out in six directions by high tensile steel 'strings'. Her lips had been stretched open into 'flaps' that then exposed the inner flesh of her cunt. And that star shape was striking as well as shocking.

Alexa allowed herself a little sharp intake of breath, so that she could then calm down in order to take in the rest of what she was seeing. There was no surprise that Linda was making the noises that she was making. It wouldn't take much to imagine that she was in a lot of discomfort, but as well, a lot of confusing sensations would be consuming her.