Part 61 (1/2)

”Do you know why Jane is here?”

”No,” she replied. I could see a spark of anger beginning to form in her eyes as I kept reminding her that Jane was here.

”Jane is here as part of your punishment.”

Elizabeth's eyes overflowed with tears again, her whole body wracked with sobs as she wept at the unfairness.

”She is going to suffer everything you do.”

”Please. I'll be good. I'll do what you say. I'll be obedient. Please.”

Jane just looked on grimly. Ironically, she was feeling like she was the cause of Elizabeth's distress.

I rose, ignoring Elizabeth for now and walked to the rope connected to Jane. She turned to watch as I loosened the rope from its anchor. I gently pulled on the rope, using the eyebolt in the ceiling as a pulley. Jane obediently allowed me to raise her hands behind her back. As the pressure increased on her hands, she began to bend involuntarily at her waist. She finally cried out as her arms were pulled up into the air behind her and she was unable to relieve the pressure on her shoulders any more. I was vaguely reminded of Catherine, and the tree when I took Elizabeth.

Jane whimpered as I tied off the rope, holding her into the awkward position. She softly let one word escape her lips before pressing them together.

”Please.”

I ran my hands down her exposed flank, and she involuntarily kicked her bare foot. Not at me, just into the air. She squirmed as much as her arms let her. She felt soft beneath the material of her gown. Soft and vulnerable.

I slowly walked over to Elizabeth's rope. She spoke again.

”Please don't do that to me. Please? Let her go?”

I ignored her again, and gently pulled on Elizabeth's tether. She began to resist almost as soon as her hands began to rise. She squirmed, her mouth forming pleading words.

”Please. Talk to me. Please? M-master? Th-this slave begs you.”

”Elizabeth, hush. I'll talk to you after you are like Jane. Okay?”

”No. Please. I can't.”

I heard another soft voice speak from the other tether. ”Elizabeth? Honey? Just let him do it. You'll end up this way anyway. You don't want a gag do you? You don't want any more welts do you? You have to listen to him. He'll talk to you after. Okay?”

”But ... oh G.o.d, please?”

I ignored her again, but this time when I applied pressure to her tether, she didn't resist. I purposely pulled her arms up a little tighter than Jane's, but she had no way of telling that. All she knew was that she was helpless, vulnerable and aching. She had risen on her bare toes to relieve some of the strain on her arms. I casually ran my fingers over her hanging breast, causing her to moan a little at the touch.

I left the girls in that awkward position, and returned to my comfortable chair. They remained quiet as I just watched them for a few minutes.

Elizabeth raised her head and looked up at me.

”Please, Master. Can a girl speak? Please?”

I sat back in my chair and nodded slowly. I'd allow her to speak for a moment.

She gathered her thoughts, knowing that this was probably her last chance to speak to me before she was screaming or gagged and unable to talk.

She took a deep breath, grimacing at the sensations in her bound arms.

”Master. Please. Can a girl beg for release?”

”You know you are going to be punished, Elizabeth,” I told her gently.

”I know. Please. I want to beg for Jane's release from this. I'll do anything you want.” She hung her head at the last words.

”You'll beg to have s.e.x with Amy?”

”In a second, if you'll release her. Please. Jane didn't do anything. She doesn't deserve to be in this pain. Please. My arms hurt. Her's do too.”

”Elizabeth, you'll beg anyway once I'm done with you.”

”Please. What can I offer you?”

”Don't scream.”

”Don't scream?”

”Whatever I do to you, you can't scream.”

”Oh G.o.d. I. I can't. I'll try. Just let Jane go. Please.”

”I'll let Jane go when I'm sure you aren't going to scream.”

I knew that this was an offer Elizabeth wasn't going to be able to hold up. She didn't know, but I wasn't going to hurt Jane anywhere near the amount that she was going to hurt. But having Jane here was part of her punishment.

”I'll try. Oh G.o.d, you can be a monster.”

I smiled at that and rose to my feet. I walked back to the kneeling girl and crouched by her.

”Sheila? You alright?”

”You aren't going to hurt them are you? Not really?”

”They'll be fine. A bit sore, but I promise, no bruises. Alright?”

She nodded, tears still forming in her eyes.

”I want you to blindfold Elizabeth and tie her ankles apart.”

Sheila just dumbly nodded her blonde head and fell to her hands and knees.

”Sheila, honey. You don't have to crawl.”

”I. I'm sorry.”

I a.s.sumed that Mayer probably had expected her to crawl sometimes. Perhaps she'd been through something like this before. She slowly climbed to her bare feet and made her way to the closet with the toys. I walked back to my chair and watched the girls uncomfortably s.h.i.+ft, trying to ease the ache settling into their arms.