Captives of Cheyner Close

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Nobody can force you to do anything for the next week, except us. Now be a good girl and bend over.’
    Numbly, Daniela turned and bent, spreading her legs without being told. Roberta patted and stroked the smooth tan hills of her pretty bottom. ‘That’s right. Now I’ll just put a little jelly on this …’ She greased the ball handle of the duster, then pried apart Daniela’s buttock cleft and pressed the glistening ball into the bronze-rimmed pucker of her anus. Her little bottom mouth was reluctant to open at first but spread under increasing pressure, gaping to swallow the ball. Suddenly it popped inside, bringing forth a squeak from Daniela, and the ring of muscle closed around it. Roberta slid about a third of the wooden shaft up Daniela’s rectum then gave it an experimental wiggle, eliciting a muffled gasp. It was like having a handle attached to the girl’s most intimate parts.
    ‘Stand up and turn around,’ she commanded and gingerly Daniela did so, the duster sticking out of her rear like a drooping tail.
    Roberta held up the can of polish with its bizarre embellishment so her captive could see it clearly. ‘The only way to press the spray nozzle, when you can’t use your hands, is to push down on the dildo while the base of the can is resting on something.’ Daniela nodded. ‘Do you also see there are drawing pins taped over the base of the dildo?’ Daniela gulped, her eyes widening, and then nodded again. Roberta smiled. ‘Now they won’t touch you unless the dildo goes all the way up inside. So, the harder you grip it with your inner muscles when you spray, the less the pins will prick. Understand?’
    Daniela nodded miserably.
    ‘Think of it as exercise for your pussy,’ Roberta advised with a grin. ‘Now, on with the garters.’
    Daniela lifted up her legs so Roberta could slide the garters high up her thighs. The long rubber bands Roberta then doubled over the inside of each garter, threading one end through the other and left the loops dangling. She applied more jelly to the dildo and then slowly slid it up into Daniela’s vagina, watching the girl screw up her eyes as she was penetrated and noting the tremble of her lovely breasts as her breathing quickened. Her nipples, which had shrunk back to crinkled cones, erected once again.
    ‘You’re nice and tight,’ Roberta said, as the dildo met some resistance. ‘Is that nerves or is it natural? I bet your boyfriend likes that …’ She saw the expression briefly change on Daniela’s mortified face. ‘What, don’t you have a boyfriend at the moment?’ She twirled the dildo round in its new sheath of flesh, making Daniela gasp and shake her head. ‘Do you like girls instead?’ Daniela looked horribly confused. ‘I see …’
    Roberta stopped when the dildo was lodged almost to its fullest extent inside Daniela, with the polish can dangling from it between her thighs. Taking up the rubber bands Roberta twisted them tight and snapped them round the can, ensuring it would not slip out of place, then stood back to admire the result.
    Daniela stood trembling before her, gartered and plugged, with her thighs clenched about the polish can and the duster sticking out of her rear.
    ‘Every home should have a maid like you,’ Roberta said wistfully. ‘Now, I want you to polish every bit of woodwork in the house. Start on the coffee table.’
    Chewing anxiously at her gag, Daniela shuffled over to the corner of the table and squatted down until the base of the polish can rested on it. Screwing up her eyes she pushed downwards. A cloud of spray misted the table while Daniela gave a choked yelp as the pin-studded base of the dildo ground into her soft lovelips.
    ‘That’s a very good try,’ Roberta assured her. ‘Don’t worry. Next time you’ll squeeze harder. Or maybe you’ll get used to a little pain …’
    Blinking tears from her eyes, Daniela turned round and bent her knees. Sticking out her bottom and wiggling her hips, she

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