Frank Campbell - Bound Ankles

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In his book
, Frank Campbell introduced us to a young woman who discovers her own submissive nature when she is kidnapped by her aunt and Auntie Jan’s darling but mischievous teenager daughters, Pip and Patsy. The trio keep Donna prisoner and begin training her as a slavegirl, constantly keep in restraints of some kind, often painful and contorted bondage positions, and punished almost daily. Some punishment she earned, but most was simply because the twins loved to hurt this beautiful young woman with the magnificent body.
In this sequel, we follow new adventured of this natural slavegirl as she and her mistress Jan, and the twins, are kidnapped by an evil woman who promptly sells off the twins to a slave trader, keeping Jan for daily punishments, and Donna for daily sessions of lesbian lovemaking in her bed. And punishments.
Rescued by a man she hates, Jan goes on a mission to find her daughters. This adbenture leads her from a hunting lodge in Canada to the barren mountains of a Middle Eastern country where slavegirls are commonplace, and Patsy has been become the property of the sadistic Madam Natasha.
There are lots of whippings, painfully tight bondage, punishment of soft female flesh, and tortures galore—just as you’d expect ftom an F. E. Campbell novel.
The vintage cover illustration, by the late Robert Bishop, has been selected from the HOM archives.

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Donna watched as he produced a knife and slashed the rope holding ankles to the metal ring. Then he cut the rope holding her arms pulled back. Donna grunted at the stab of pain the sudden lower of her arms brought then looked up into the eyes of this strange man. But he did not meet her eyes, instead he roughly turned her over onto her stomach. In a second her ankles were being pulled up by the rope hanging from them. That rope he tied to her wrists in a quick but very tight hogtie.

Donna was almost too shocked by this sudden attack to even struggle. But struggling would have been useless because she had been tied from the start. Even after he had cut the ropes holding her to the rings, she had still been tied at the ankles and with her wrists behind her back. The invader picked her up easily and carried her towards the house.

Donna’s mind was a turmoil of emotions. What was happening? Who was this guy? And why was he openly carrying her towards the house? Weren’t Jan and the twins there? Donna had a bad feeling about what she would find in the house.

Her bad feeling came true. Inside the house she was taken to the front room where she found Jan and the twins. Jan was lying on the floor, her arms handcuffed behind her back, her ankles also wearing a pair of handcuffs, and a third pair linking her wrists and ankles in an all-steel hogtie. She was also gagged and her clothes were in disarray, indicating she had put up a considerable fight. The twins were also there, both completely naked and both also hogtied, lying side by side by the front door. Each girl had been gagged with a rubber ball and each was very tightly bound with thin cord, elbows crushed together, cords cutting deeply into the flesh of their legs, and their ankles tied up to their elbows in a hogtie so tight that their hands were actually hidden between their calves and thighs as the legs were folded.

There were two other men present, dressed in black, and just as silent as the one who had carried Donna into the house. Usually when you get a group of men together and present them with four rather lovely young ladies, three of them naked, you will get comments, risqué remarks and some leering. But these men hardly gave the naked girls a second glance as they went about their business. Donna had a very sick feeling in the pit of her stomach about all this.

Two men picked up Jan like she was a package, one grabbing the handcuff link between her wrists and the other the handcuffs joining her ankles. They simply picked her up and carried her from the room. Donna, who had been dumped on a sofa, could hear the whine of pain as Jan’s metal encircled wrists and ankles suddenly took all her weight. She winced along with her mistress.

Then the teenage girls were taken, each picked up by the ropes connecting their ankles and elbows, like a satchel, and carried out the front door. A few seconds later Donna was picked up by two men and carried after her friends.

There was a van, a large van, with ‘Eddie’s Dry Cleaning’ printed on the side. The back doors were open, and through them Donna was dumped into the van. The floor was, surprisingly enough, carpeted rather than the bare steel she had expected. There were four large wooden boxes inside, each about four feet long. From her position on the floor, Donna could see little of what was going on. But she heard Jan squealing in pain and anger even if she couldn’t see what was going on. Her view was limited to the side of Pip who lay in her hogtie directly before Donna’s eyes. Then the twin was picked up and Donna could see her being lowered into one of the boxes. The man did something inside the box after Pip had disappeared from sight, then a lid was put on and screwed down.

Donna was the last to go into a box. As she was being lowered, she could see straps attached to the bottom of the box. Then she was lying on her stomach and could feel a heavy, wide leather strap going around her arms and body at the level of her breasts. Then another around her bent double legs about the level of her ankles. The straps were tightened down until she felt squashed. Then there was darkness as the lid was put over her.

Donna lay there breathing heavily in the darkness of the wooden box, wondering what was happening and feeling deep fear. The ropes were tight on her limbs and the straps crushing, her to the bottom of the box made her whole body immobile. Experimentally she tried to rock her body from side to side and found that all motion was denied her. With an effort she could shift her head from one side to the other but that was only at the cost of scraping her chin on the rough wooden bottom of the box.

Gradually she realized that the darkness was not total, there was a little light coming from someplace. She also realized that she was getting fresh air from somewhere, and concluded that there were air holes cut along the bottom of the box.

She wanted to cry. It couldn’t have been more than ten minutes before that she was uncomfortable but happily tied between the two rings in the forest. She had been pleased with herself that she had managed to stay in an upright position all day and would escape having to ride the Horse. Well, for that evening at least. But now, just a few minutes later, she was tightly confined in a box, gagged and helpless, and going to who knows where. And her mistress Jan was also a prisoner of these frightening men. Somehow that was even worse than Donna’s own condition. It was not right for her mistress to be treated like that. She was used to constant confinement and restrictions. But her mistress was Jan, someone special who she loved. This was just not right.

Sounds of men moving around and boxes being slid across the carpeted floor of the van filtered into her prison, but no words. Then her box was moved. After that there was silence for a while, followed by the starting of an engine and the moving of the van. Donna vaguely remembered seeing hanging clothing in the van when she was carried out and figured that their boxes were now stored along the sides of the van, under hanging clothes. Even if a policeman were to look in here, he wouldn’t see four kidnapped and bound up girls, he would see a load of cleaning. Donna started to cry. Four captive girls were being driven off to a new and frightening fate.

The light was blinding in Donna’s eyes when the lid first came off. The trip hadn’t been too long but was certainly uncomfortable. They had been carried from the van still in the boxes, at least Donna had been, and deposited somewhere. Then she had lain there for a long time, hearing nothing, and herself silent in her cruel bonds. She had only a few moments notice when the screws were taken out of the lid of her box. Then there was light.

The men dressed in black were still there. The room she was lifted out into was large but barren. She could see, after her eyes got used to the lights, that the three boxes containing Jan and the twins were lying next to hers, the lids still screwed on tightly. Strong male hands untied the rope connecting her wrists and ankles and she was allowed to unfold, a most satisfying experience after so long in a squashed down hogtie, Donna wanted to talk, to ask questions, and to plead for the release of her mistress. But the gag was left in her mouth. Her wrists were untied from behind her but quickly retied in front, palms facing, with the same rope. Then another length of rope was looped around her wrists bondage. Donna’s eyes followed that rope up to where it disappeared into a hole in the ceiling. She had a bad feeling about that, too.

While one man helped her to her feet, another pressed one of four buttons on the wall. The humming was very low level but the pull on her wrists was very real. Quickly Donna was hoisted up until her toes were inches from the floor. Then the hoist stopped and one of the men tied the rope hanging from her ankle ropes to a small ring set in the floor directly below her. He pulled the rope until it was taut, and Donna could feel her body being stretched lengthwise by the ropes. It was uncomfortable but not really painful.

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