Callum hurried down the vacant school corridor on his way to the lesson. He was already ten minutes late. He turned a sharp corner and all of a sudden collided with someone coming in the other direction. His bag went flying, spilling out the entirety of its contents on to the floor.

The embarrassment of that alone would have been bad enough but at the bottom of his bag were a pair of leather handcuffs which, along with the rest of the bahs contents, were now scattered across the floor. Absolutely mortified he turned around to see who he had walked into. It was Abigail, a girl in his year.

Sixteen year old Abigail was a chubby but attractive girl. She had a voluptuous figure with padded thighs, a round waist and large breasts. She was quite pretty and had beautiful light blond hair down to below her shoulders.

He glanced at her presuming she would look shocked and disgusted but actually she had a wry smile on her face.

“Hey, that was my fault.” She said. “Here let me help you.”

Before anyone else saw Callum grabbed the handcuffs he quickly stuffed them into his bag. Together they picked up the rest of his stuff. The awkwardness seemed to make the moment last for hours.

“Thanks, it was my fault though really.” Said Callum, standing up again. “Anyway I’m really late I better go. Thanks again.”

“Oh, OK.” She said, sounding disappointed. Red faced with embarrassment Callum carried on down the corridor

***.

At the end of the day Callum was leaving school when suddenly Abigail caught up with him.

“Hey!” Said Abigail.

“Oh, hey.” Said Callum, unsure what to think.

“What are you up to now?” Asked Abigail.

“I’m just walking home...” Stated Callum.

“Cool, I’m going this way too.” Said Abigail as they went through the school gates and turned left down the road. “So... you know that thing that fell out of your bag earlier.”

Callum winced with embarrassment.

“No it’s fine honestly.” Said Abigail. “In fact I’m into that sort of thing too.”

“Oh, right.” Said Callum intrigued.

“So,” She asked innocently “Are you a dom or a sub?”

“Erm... welll... I’d say I’m a dom.” Said Callum nervously.

“Yeh.” She said, sounding disappointed again. “So... have you done much in real life.”

“Yes...” Said Callum. “With my step brother, and another girl... once.”

“Well I haven’t, but...” Said Abigail tailing off. A girl had just appeared next to them.

Fourteen year old Liz was the opposite of Abigail in terms of appearance. She was much slimmer and despite being two years younger was around the same height. She didn’t have the same chest as her but her breasts were still a decent size for her age. She was also pretty and had long red hair.

“Hey!” She said to Abigail, glancing briefly at Callum.

“You had a good day?” Said Abigail.

“Awesome!” Said Liz grinning. “I... got an A+ in my math exam.”

“But Liz I thought you were terrible at math!” Said Abigail.

A car pulled up beside them before Liz could answer. Liz opened the door and got inside.

“We should totally hang out tonight!” She said to Abigail before pulling the shut the door.

“So is she good at math or not then?” Asked Callum as the car drove off.

“Of course she isn’t.” Said Abigail whilst laughing. “She’s a compulsive liar and she’s got an over active imagination.”

“Oh, OK. So, you were saying...” Said Callum eager to know more.

“I really, really want to dominate her.” Said Abigail passionately, staring lustfully at the car as it drove away. “Tie her up, hurt her, use her as a play thing. I’ve tried dropping some hints and I even tried to tie her up once but she wasn’t interested at all....”

The two were silent for a few moments.

“Anyway this is my street, I’ll talk to you later!” Said Abigail.

“See you around.” Said Callum. “Nice to meet you...”

As he watched her walk down her street, her big ass waggling behind her, Callum tried to think how the girl could be useful to them. He walked back home talked with Adam about the conversation him and Abigail had. Together they came up a plan.

***

The next day Callum came across Abigail in the corridor and pulled her to one side.

“Hey,” He said. “I’ve been thinking about what we were talking about yesterday and I’ve got an idea.”

“Oh really?” Enquired Abigail, a smile spreading across her face.

“Lets go somewhere more private and I’ll explain.” Said Callum.

They found an empty classroom. Callum told her all the details and explained how it couldn’t go wrong. While he talked her eyes lit up with excitement and she crossed and uncrossed her legs restlessly.

“Lets do it!” Said Abigail triumphantly.

“There’s just one more thing though, if you want us to help you first you will have to do something for us.” Stated Callum. Lets call it an initiation.”

“Initiation?” Asked Abigail.

“We get 15 minutes with you to punish you in anyway we see fit.” Said Callum. “Then you can join in our games.”

“Oh.” Said Abigail with a sigh. “OK I will do it but you have to do this for me.”

“I can promise you that.” Said Callum. “So, come to our house at 6 tomorrow night and we’ll take it from there. Our parents won’t be back until the next day so we will have the house to ourselves.”

               ***

The boys were so excited they could hardly sleep that night. School seemed to drag on and on. They felt like 6 o’clock might never arrive. Eventually the bell rang for the end of the day and they raced home to get the basement ready.

Just before six they heard a knock on the door. Adam disappeared up the stairs and moments later came back followed by Abigail. She was wearing a tank top and body hugging denim shorts that cut off half way down her thigh.

Abigail surveyed the scene. The cellar was cold and bare, the walls made up exposed brick. Only a large freezer, a stool, a table and a couple of beaten up old mattresses populated it.  A metal beam running down the length of the room had securely tied to it two sets of leather wrist harnesses. On the table were some of the boys bondage implements they had ready for the evening. She would usually feel excited if she saw paddles and floggers, however for now she knew they would be used on her.

“Shall we start now then?” Said Callum with excitement. Abigail nodded solemnly.

Adam walked her over to the set of restraints nearest to the staircase. He lifted up her chubby arms towards the restraints whilst Callum, standing on a stool, adjusted the knot so that the cuffs were at the correct height. Once the boys had secured her in she was standing so that her arms were stretched vertically above her with hardly any slack to bend them at the elbows. The sight of her now powerless state brought back the wonderful feeling of dominance. Every curve was available to be used for their sadistic pleasures.

Adam passed Callum a black fabric blindfold. The last thing Abigail saw was was the clock on the wall reading two minutes past six. Callum put it over her eyes and secured the elastic behind the back of her head. Abigail's world plunged into darkness.

Silently Adam readied the wooden paddle and Callum readied the flogger. They were not intending to break her in gently!

“Welcome Abigail, soon to be our newest member.” Said Callum. “Let the initiation begin!”

Abigail felt the first blow as the wooden paddle landed across her ample ass cheeks, transferring straight through her tight denim jeans. A sharp sting was left where the paddle made contact.

“Oo!” She cried whilst lurching forwards and swinging her hips round, as if somehow she was trying to avoid the next hit.

Andy was standing in front of her ready to strike. The flogger swished through the air and landed across her partially covered breasts.

“Oo!” She shouted again and swung herself back in the other direction. Now both her ass and her breasts were stinging. A moment later the paddle made impact with her ass for the second time.

“Ah!” She shrieked. She pulled one foot off the ground and tensed with pain.

With practically no let up the boys continued beating her ass and her breasts. The shock of each impact was made worse by the fact Abigail could not see them come towards her, giving her no idea of where exactly the next one would strike. She stood there writhing and pulling at the cuffs as she bared the pain. Finally with a final firm thwack over her breasts the boys stopped and Abigail relaxed.

The next thing she felt was the boys wrapping rope around her. She felt rope going underneath her breasts, over the bare top of her breasts, over her shoulders and round her back. After making several knots one of the boys began to gradually tighten the harness. Abigail felt like her breasts had been placed in a vice which was gradually closing.

“Ooooooo.” She groaned at the crushing ache in her chest. Evermore painfully the harness continued to be tightened until it felt like the top and bottom ropes were practically on top of each other.

The boys admired their work, Abigail's chest now bulged out unnaturally and were slowly turning blue. There was one final thing to do though. Still left over were two lengths of loose rope knotted into the harness at the front. Standing on the stool Callum took the two lengths of rope and tied them above her head to her head to the beam, pulling her breasts up slightly.

“Spread your legs apart.” Ordered Callum.

Abigail gradually shuffled her feet and spread her legs out to either side of her. As her legs spread apart and she went down in height the ropes attaching her breasts to the beam became tighter and tighter, painfully pulling her tied breasts upwards.

“Keep going!” Said Callum. “A bit more!”

“Oooooooo.” She groaned again at the throbbing in her chest

“OK good, stop.” Said Callum.

The boys placed a metal spreader bar between her feet and secured her ankles into it. Abigail felt even more restrained. Her legs were forced apart leaving even more of her exposed.

Abigail didn’t have much time to ponder what they were going to do next. With a swish Callum brought the wooden paddle up from behind her and hit her square in the crotch.

“Ooo!” Cried Abigail loudly jerking her hips. The impact felt like an electric shock starting from between her legs and going up to her belly. Intuitively she tried to close her legs but of course the spreader bar prevented her.

A moment later she felt the flogger hit her semi bare left thigh. The direct contact with the skin made it feel like the flogger was on fire. Like clockwork the paddle came and hit her in the crotch, then the flogger made contact with her right thigh, then she felt the agonizing smack of the paddle in her crotch. The assault from both sides continued briskly.

By the time they came to a stop Abigail was completely out of breath and had tears welling up in her eyes.

Callum reached for the stool again and undid Abigail's wrists from the restraints above her head before putting her hands behind her back and securing them with a different set of cuffs. Now that her hands were behind her back the ropes from her breast bindings were the only thing attaching her to the beam. She realised if she moved her entire weight would be pulling at her chest!

Of course the boys knew this too. Callum struck Abigail across her bound breasts with the flogger. The pain of the strike caused her to lurch back. Not being able to move her feet meant she had no way to balance and pivoted backwards on the heels of her feet in turn causing the ropes to agonizingly pull on her breasts until she could regain her balance a moment later.

With no warning of where they would strike next the boys paddled and flogged Abigail on her breasts, ass, legs, crotch and back. As hard as she tried she couldn’t keep still and a deep ache filled her chest as her breasts were pulled around forcefully.

When they stopped Abigail had wet streams running down her face. Callum lifted Abigail's blindfold off, causing her to momentarily by blinded by the electric lights.

“Well done!” He said to her as she squinted. “You have completed your initiation!”  

As her sight returned she could see that the clock read seventeen minutes past six. Despite still being restrained and in discomfort Abigail felt a wave of relief. As the boys took her cuffs and breast bindings off she felt a tingle of excitement. Now it was time to do what she really wanted, explore her own dominant side!

“Time to put this plan into action!” Said Callum. “Is everyone clear on whats going to happen?”

“Yup!” Said Abigail and Adam in unison.

Using Abigail’s cell phone Callum called Liz. His voice on her phone would certainly get Liz’s attention.

“Hello? Abigail?” Said the girls voice on the other end.

“This is Callum.” He said sternly. “Abigail wants to talk to you. Make sure you do exactly what she says.”

Callum handed the phone to Abigail.

“Liz! You need to come to Callum and Adams house now!” She said in a mock dramatic voice. “Come as quickly as you can!”

“Why? Whats up?” Said Liz with concern.

“I can’t explain, you just have to come here.” Said Abigail before giving Liz the address and hanging up.

Knowing Liz was on her way Abigail and the boys quickly got ready to complete the illusion when she arrived. Callum placed Abigail back in the ceiling cuffs so she was again standing with her arms vertical, looking like she had been taken captive.

Before long a knock came at the door. Callum went upstairs to let Liz in. She looked sweaty like she’d just been running and had a panicked expression on her face.  

“What...” Said Liz, before being interrupted by Callum.

“Come downstairs, you’ll see.” He said.

She was wearing a t-shirt and a black cotton skirt that went down to just above her knees.

“Oh my god! Abigail!” Liz cried as she entered the basement, her best friend restrained in the middle of the room.

“Don’t sound so shocked.” Said Andy coolly. “We’re just having a bit of fun.”

“Fun?” Said Liz. She looked down at the paddle sitting on the table, the flogger and the pile of rope.

“Stop this right now and let her go!” She shouted.

“Oh we haven’t even begun yet.” Said Callum. “Were going to keep her down here over the weekend. Might dunk her in the pool, put chili powder down her pants, the usual. Its her fault for letting us get her in the first place.”

“So you’ve kidnapped her and now you’re going to torture her all weekend.” Said Liz in disbelief. “You’re both sick!”

“Watch what you say or Abigail will face the consequences!” Said Andy. “Look, I’ve got a deal for you to think about.”

Liz stared at him.

“If you join in our fun and games we’ll let you both go before it gets dark tonight.” Said Andy. “You can leave anytime you like but we’re keeping her if you do.”

“Fun and games?” She said. “You mean tying people up and doing weird things to them.”

“Please do this for me.” Whined Abigail. “They mean it, they won’t let me go otherwise.”

Liz looked frustrated, then guilty and finally resigned.

“OK.” Said Liz reluctantly. “But my mom knows where I am so if you don’t let us go later she will come here looking for me and then you’ll be in trouble.”

Before long Liz, trembling with nerves, had her wrists firmly secured in the other set of cuffs so she was facing Abigail. By now they were confident Liz hadn’t realised it was all a set up. Again Callum put a blindfold on Abigail. Then he put one on Liz. Now that Liz couldn’t see Callum took Abigail’s blindfold off and quietly released her. Liz had fallen into their trap perfectly! Abigail could fulfil her fantasy to dominate her best friend and Liz would never know who it was all along.

Abigail picked up the wooden paddle, her hands shaking with excitement. Callum nodded at her to indicate she could go ahead. In her mind she put a target on the shape of Liz’s skinny ass though the skirt. She drew back her arm and then hurtled the paddle towards her. It landed with a loud thwack.

“Ah!” Yelled Liz, stumbling forwards in pain and heaving her hips. Abigail received a sadistic glow from Liz's shriek.

Andy was ready with the flogger. He struck Liz hard across her firm breasts with nothing but a thin layer of material to protect them.  

“Ahh!” Yelled Liz in a higher, more emotional tone. Her whole torso jerked with shock.

Abigail put extra effort into hitting Liz even harder this time. With an even greater thwack it made contact with Liz’s ass.

“Ahhh!” Liz cried louder than ever. She twisted from side to side with pain.

The two of them went backwards and forwards several more times until Abigail indicated she wanted to swap sides. Andy paddled her ass whilst Abigail struck Liz sloppily, but with a good amount of force, across her chest. She watched Liz’s breasts jiggle as her chest heaved in pain. From the front she could see the pain in Liz’s contorted expression. She thought about how much it hurt when it was being done to her and it intensified thrill.

When they stopped Liz almost collapsed in her restraints, exhausted from withing around as they hit her. Callum reached for the rope he had used on Abigail earlier. Abigail watched on as they put Liz in breast bondage like they had done to her earlier. He pulled the rope tight, clamping her breasts brutually.

“Ughhhhh.” Liz let out a long low groan. Granted her smaller breasts didn’t look as impressive in the bindings but it looked just as painful. The boys had Liz move her legs apart and put her in the spreader bar. No part of her was safe.

Abigail brought the paddle up through her skirt and struck her in the crotch.

“Ayieeee!” Cried Liz, tilting her head towards the ceiling. Andy brought the flogger up through her skirt hitting her entirely bare left thigh. Liz cried loudly again. They carried on alternating, flipping her skirt up with each hit revealing her black panties momentarily.  

When they had finished Liz was in a daze. Callum approached Abigail with two nipple clamps.

“You can put the first one on.” He said holding one of them out towards Abigail. She took it off him.

She could see the position of her nipples through her top clearly as the rope had made her breasts press against the fabric. Abigail reached forward and attached it to Liz’s right nipple.

“Ahh! Urghhhh.” Liz yelped and then groaned, rolling her head from side to side whilst twisting in her restraints. The rope around her breasts had made her nipples even more sensitive to the tiny sharp teeth.

No sooner had she finished groaning Andy attached the second one provoking the same response. Callum undid the cuffs securing Liz to the beam and, as he did with Abigail, secured her again with a new set of cuffs with her wrists behind her back. Then, however, he tied a new length of rope to her cuffs. He stood on the stool and wrapped the rope around the beam before winching the rope over like it was a pulley, causing Liz’s hands to move up and her shoulders and head to move down. He kept going until she was entirely bent over herself, her long red hair falling over her face, her ass pointing straight up in the air. Then he tied the rope to the beam, leaving her stuck in that position.

Andy produced a small metal chain with three hooks on, one at either end then one in the middle. He knelt down next to Liz and attached the hooks on either end of the chain to the nipple clamps. On the 3rd hook in the middle he attached a metal weight. The weight visibly pulled at Liz’s nipples and she let out another long groan. He continued, attaching several more weights to the hook. Each time Liz’s groan became louder and deeper, her breasts now almost the shape of cones.

“We haven’t got much time left.” Said Callum. “I think we should get the big guns out. I’ll need to go upstairs, give me two minutes.”

Every part of Liz's body seemed to be in pain. Everywhere she had been struck still stung and ached. Her breasts were constantly throbbing and her nipples felt like two small fires burning on her skin. Her back, neck, legs and arms were sore from being tied in such a difficult position and having her legs forced apart.

Callum came back down into the basement brandishing a new flogger. Abigail looked over at it. It seemed to have a countless number of tails of different lengths all of which ended with a metal spike. They didn’t look sharp enough to be able to cut skin but they certainly felt very pointed.

Callum walked over to behind Liz with her legs forced spread and her ass in the air. With one quick movement of the spiked flogger he flipped up her skirt and it landed on her back leaving what everything underneath bare. Her ass, crotch and thighs were all simultaneously exposed, her only defense a tiny pair of panties.

“Like I said we need to finish as soon as possible.” He whispered to me and Andy. “So everyone gets one minute each with the flogger and that's it. Me first, then you Andy, then you Abigail.”

Callum raised the flogger in the air and brought it down on her exposed bottom half. It was so big that when it struck different parts of it landed on her crotch, ass and thighs.

“Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!” Liz began to cry at the top of her voice, her head lifting and back arching. It felt like someone had smashed a sheet of glass on her. Before the seemingly hundreds of stinging sensations even began to subside he brought the flogger up from between her legs and hit her again.

“Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!” Liz continued. Soon her whole crotch, ass and thighs felt like they were on fire.

She stopped bawling just long enough for Andy to take the flogger from Callum. He began to strike Liz with it and the whole process repeated itself. Abigail thought by the time she got the flogger there would be no yell left in Liz but she was wrong, she carried on shrieking with each strike.

As she flogged Liz she thought about what an awful person she was being, but yet she was enjoying it so much she didn’t care. She enjoyed giving the pain and that's all that mattered in that moment.

Whilst Liz recovered Callum quickly put Abigail back in the cuffs and put her blindfold back on. When the boys took Liz out of her restraints she removed her blindfold to see Abigail exactly where she was to start off with.

“I’m going to tell everyone you tied me up in your cellar and did all this stuff to me like I was in a porno.” Uttered Liz angrily.

“And you think they will believe you? Everyone knows you just make everything up!” Said Callum coolly.

Liz glared back at him murderously, knowing full well he was entirely right. Taking Abigail by the hand Liz went back up the stairs.

Abigail turned round as she was pulled up the stairs. She winked at the boys and put her other hand up to her face, using her thumb and little finger to indicate they should call her. The door slammed punctuating the boys second, even more exciting, adventure.