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For Helena, she soon became accustomed to the sound of her own gagged cries.
Like Bella, Kira outfitted the blond girl with a muzzle of her own, and she spent more time gagged than she did without one.
Inside of that stone prison, Helena lost all track of time, days, weeks, or maybe months passed, but there was no way for her to be sure.
They gave her a cell, which was comfortable enough.
There was a bed with luxurious sheets, and the floor was carpeted, the walls covered with drapes, but no windows.
The outside world became a bitter memory to Helena as her captivity drew on.
As time passed, she wondered if Bobby had tried looking for her, or if he was happy with Selene. Surely her father must be looking for though? If so, did he know where to look? Helena also found herself wondering about Roland, the man who caught her. How many more women had he ensnared in his web?
The only thing that the young prisoner came to look forward to during that time was Bella.
Kira seemed to trust Bella more and more, and also seemed to enjoy watching Bella with Helena.
Bella’s touch, her hands, were unlike any other touch Helena had experienced.
It was as if Bella’s hands were the hands of a goddess, she knew exactly where to place them on Helena’s body, what spots to focus on, and how to make Helena feel pleasure she had never experience in her life.
Helena may be a captive experiencing a living hell, but feeling Bella’s touch was heaven.
During her time with Bella, she forgot that she was being held against her will.
All that she cared about was the woman’s hands on her naked body.
Always, Kira watched the two girls together, seemingly getting as much enjoyment out of it as Helena.
Kira seemed to enjoy watching more than she did participating, never taking her eyes off of the two women together as she pleasured herself.
As her captivity went on, Helena learned to ignore the dark haired woman in the corner as Bella worked her magic on Helena’s naked body.
This time it was like any other day in the prison, or evening, as Helena had lost all concepts of time.
She was strapped down to a table in the “massage room” as she had come to refer to it, laying face down with her arms secured above her head and legs strapped to the other end.
Bella stood over her, still gagged, her hands manacled in front, and was gently massaging one of Helena’s thighs.
“Ummm… hmmm…” Helena sighed, feeling Bella’s hands rubbing oil over her upper thigh.
Most of the blond girl’s nude body was glistening from massage oil as Bella’s hands moved up and down, rubbing every curve and muscle with delicate attention.
“Hmmm ggrmm…” Helena continued, trying her best not to writhe in pleasure as Bella’s hands worked their magic.
She knew nothing about the other girl despite how intimate they had become, but she had guessed that Bella must have been a masseuse or something in her old life. How else could her hands be so skilled?
Kira watched from a chair across the room, her bra on the floor next to her as she caressed one of her large, deeply tanned breasts.
Her eyes were deep pools of lust and longing as she watched Bella’s hands work over the other bound woman, and her nipples looked like they were sharp enough to cut through stone itself.
Her belt, which held various restraints and instruments of punishment, hung from the arm of the chair she sat in.
Helena ignored her captor as she felt Bella’s hands move up her thigh and gently knead the curve of her buttocks, moving closer to between her legs.
“Hmm…” Helena sighed, now feeling Bella’s hands on her inner thighs.
She was so wet, and her skin flushed with anticipation of what Bella’s firm, attentive fingers would do next.
Now they were at the top of her thighs, and Helena felt a flush of arousal as Bella’s fingers brushed between her legs.
“Ummm…” She sighed again into her gag.
Helena’s mind wandered, and she found herself wondering if Bella was as good with her tongue as she was with her hands. Just the thought caused her nipples to go erect against the soft massage table under her.
Kira moaned, one hand rubbing her breast while the other slid along her washboard abs towards her thong…
But Bella was merely teasing Helena, and moved her hands to the bound girl’s rear end, rubbing her bare ass cheeks.
“Ummm!” Helena moaned, both of out anticipation of release and pleasure at feeling her butt massaged.
Kira moaned again, and got up from her chair. Helena looked up, confused at this new development.
“Do you want her hands on you? Pleasuring you?” Kira sighed, strutting over to Helena.
“Ummm hmmm…” Helena nodded.
“What would you do for that?” Kira asked. It seemed as if every inch of her body crawled with arousal.
“Uhhnnfftthhg…” Helena said through her gag.
Kira stopped, standing before the manacled girl, and slipped off her thong, standing before Helena completely nude.
“Bella, come.” Kira commanded, standing on wobbly feet. It seemed she wanted release as much as Helena.
Bella did as commanded, and kneeled down in front of her mistress. Kira reached down, and did something that made Helena gasp through her gag.
She unclasped Bella’s manacles, dropping them on the floor next to the dominatrix’s own discarded panties.
“This is what you will get if you serve me,” Kira motioned to Bella, sitting obediently, still gagged but her hands free. “You will be rewarded with more freedom.”
“Hmmff…” Helena sighed, and tugged at her own manacles. They held firm.
Kira turned around, giving Bella a view of her large, round ass.
“Worship me.” She ordered.
Bella leaned forward, grasping each cheek with hand. Kira’s ass was so large that it looked like each cheek would take two hands, but Bella worked her magic, gently rubbing each cheek with those magical hands of hers.
“Mmmm hmmmmpph gmmm!” Helena sighed, longing for Bella’s touch.
Kira laughed, and then reached behind her back and grabbed Bella by the hair.
“That’s not worship, I want you to worship me!” Kira commanded.
She shoved Bella’s face between those bulbous cheeks of hers. Bella rubbed her gagged mouth between Kira’s crack while still massaging each cheek. Kira sighed, her hand moving between her legs while the other kept Bella’s head buried in her ass.
The shapely dominatrix moaned and sighed, rubbing her ass over Bella’s face as she pleasured herself. Then Bella used one hand to reach between Kira’s legs, placing two of her talented fingers inside of her owner.
Kira moaned, folding over as she pleasured herself with Bella’s assistance. The other woman continued to pleasure her owner while keeping her gagged mouth planted between her legs.
Then Helena noticed Bella’s other hand reaching down to the floor…
And grabbing the manacles!
Helena perked up, staying silent as Bella lifted her hand, holding the manacles. Kira was too focused on her pleasure to notice, moaning and sighing as Bella lifted the set of restraints…
And slid one of them around Kira’s wrist which was currently holding Bella’s head up her ass. Kira was too lost in a haze of pleasure to notice until it was too late, and by the time she reacted, Bella had grabbed her other hand and secured the manacle around that as well.
“Guar-ummmph!” Kira tried to call out, but Bella had anticipated it and grabbed the other woman’s panties off the ground and shoved them in her mouth.
“Hmmph! Ummmp hmm gmm!” Kira moaned, trying to spit out the panties, but Bella kept her hand clamped over her mouth.
Helena knew how strong those hands were, and knew Kira had an uphill battle trying to resist Bella’s touch.
“Hmmmm ggmm!” Kira moaned, trying pull away, but Bella kept her hand over the other woman’s mouth as she pushed her towards the chair that she had spent so much time in watching the two.
Keeping one hand over Kira’s mouth, Bella grabbed the woman’s bra from the floor, and wrapped it around their captor’s mouth, keeping the panties shoved firmly between Kira’s lips.
“Mmmrrggh! Hmmph!” Kira moaned as the bra-gag was secured.
Bella stepped away, then grabbed another set of manacles from Kira’s belt, using them to secure her ankles together.
“Hmmm ggrrrrg! Mmmph!” Kira was bright red with fury as she struggled with her bonds.
But Bella was ignoring the struggling woman, instead working at removing her own muzzle. A few seconds later, her gag fell to the ground, discarded, and Bella took a long, relieved breath.
“Ugggh, that feels better.” She sighed, and then looked down at the kicking Kira.
“Hrrrggg ghmmm! Mmmph!” Kira was fuming, throwing a tantrum while gagged.
“Do you now how long I’ve been waiting for this? Playing the obedient little pet just so you could let your guard down?” Bella leaned over and mocked her bound former captor.
“Mrrgggh! Lhhht mhhh ggghhhoo!” Kira’s eyes blazed.
“Now you get to enjoy that feeling of helplessness, of frustration, of humiliation.” Bella stood with her hands on her hips.
“Nnrrrggg! Ummm ggmmmdd!” Kira stamped her feet in frustration.
“Hrrry! Hmmmph! Hhhlllp mmh!” Helena called, tugging on her restrained hands.
Bella stopped and turned towards the girl, her eyes wide with shock, almost as if she had forgotten her.
“Hmmmpph! Hlllp mmff!” Helena moaned, tugging on her manacled hands again.
Bella bit her lip, and then hurried over to the helpless, naked girl, and quickly undid her manacles. Helena sat up as Bella undid the clasp holding on her muzzle.
“Ahh, thank you.” Helena gasped, clenching and unclenching her jaw.
“Don’t mention it, now get out of here.” Bella stormed away quickly as Helena hopped off the table.
“Wait, what?” Helena asked.
“Go on, go…” Bella motioned to the door while she made her way back over to the still bound and struggling Kira.
“I… we should stick together.” Helena stuttered.
“Look, I can’t have you slowing me down, and we’ll just draw attention.” Bella sighed.
“But… I don’t know where I am… or how to get out of here…” Helena folded her arms over her chest, suddenly feeling very exposed.
Bella sighed, and then turned back to the other girl.