(BONDAGE STORY) Ella and Brooke have been in a BDSM relationship for several years. Recently though, Ella feels it has been growing rather one-sided. As the stress from her job and the punishments from Brooke build up, month after month, Ella's mental stability is being called into question. Any day now, she might snap....

Ella drove home after yet another terrible at the office. All she had experienced for the past several months was horrible: her work load was continuously growing larger, the people there treated her badly, everything. She turned her music all the way up as she drove home, tears silently running down her face as the music filled her. Unexplainably, she started giggling as she became aware of her thoughts, unable to hold it in. 'Holy shit, I'm actually going insane' she thought to herself as she pulled into her driveway.

Ella had a very high-paying job, one of the reasons she hadn't quit yet. The other reason was Brooke, who lived at her house with her. Ella was the only one of the two who had a job, yet Brooke still lived with her. Brooke was completely supported by Ella, she contributed nothing to their living situation. Except... she was Ella's dom. Years ago, when they had first started dating, they had both loved their bondage games. Brooke would get into her role of dom, Ella made an excellent sub. Brooke loved the hint of crazy that Ella possessed, and Ella loved the calm, dominating manner of Brooke. But not anymore. To Ella, it seemed that Brooke was now just leaching off her, using her for her money and her submissive role.

Ella walked into the house, her keys clattering in the bowl on the table near the door. Neglecting to shout out that she was home, she walked inside, poured herself a large bowl of cereal, and sat down at the kitchen table. She began slowly munching, lost in her thoughts, her mood swinging as her thoughts traveled from work to Brooke to what it used to be like before.

"What do you think you're doing?" Brooke suddenly yelled from the staircase. She had been upstairs on her computer, doing something or other (Ella didn't know. She wasn't allowed in the room, even though it was her house).

"I'm eating" Ella stated scathingly, staring into her bowl.

"You know you don't get to eat without my permission! Am I going to need to punish you?"

Ella sighed, "I'm so sorry mistress, you may punish me any way you please" she said sarcastically, repeating the phrase she had used every day for the past month.

"You know I will, when the time comes." Brooke stood on the staircase for a few moments before ascending them, back up to her room.

Ella stewed in her thoughts while she ate, her thoughts swinging about her mind like a hive of bumblebees. In reality, Ella was in fact getting extremely close to a complete mental breakdown. Her hatred for Brooke and how she had been acting these past months, the brutal punishments she had received late into the night, the terribly long work days she had to endure on three hours of sleep since Brooke would play her bondage games with Ella until early in the morning... everything boiled together in her mind until she finally snapped.

Slamming her bowl down on the table, spilling milk everywhere, Ella stood up and strode towards the door to the basement. Flying down the stairs into the unfinished basement, her socked feet treading over the cold concrete, she walked through the BDSM dungeon that Ella had paid for and Brooke used to punish Ella. She pulled a cabinet door open, revealing several bottles of chloroform. She grabbed the first one she saw (one that Brooke had used on Ella the night before), and flew back up the stairs to the main floor, then up the second flight into Brooke's room.

Upon entering, she saw Brooke with her back towards her, her headphones on as she chatted with someone and listened to music. There were many things scattered about the floor of the room: vibrators, lengths of rope, belts, collars, dildos, electrocution pads, riding crops, all manner of bondage and punishment devices. Ella stood in the doorway, her eyes carefully tracing across the gear. She recognized the electrocution pads that had accompanied the chloroform the night before, she saw the massive red ball gag that would frequently find itself situated tightly in Ella's mouth, she saw the riding crop that had been used to whip her bare ass for over thirty minutes until it was so sore she wasn't able to sit down at work the next day... It only served to motivate Ella in doing what she was planning to do.

Ella strode forward and shoved a rag filled with chloroform over Brooke's mouth and nose, startling her. Brooke's hands rose to her face to try to remove the rag as she tried to stand up, but Ella was prepared. She brutally wrenched Brooke's head backwards, pulling her seat down.

"Whhmmmpph! WHMMPPHH!!" Brooke struggled against Ella, who had jumped on top of Brooke after she had been pulled to the floor. She pushed the chloroform into Brooke's face mercilessly, applying her entire weight to it. Looking into Ella's eyes, Brooke saw a crazed look, no longer the collected thoughts of a young businesswoman but the detachment of someone who has lost all control.

After a minute of fighting, Brooke's movements finally slowed, then stopped. Ella sat atop her, pressing the rag into her face, breathing hard, her face full of rage. She kept the rag pressed against her head for five or six minutes after she had stopped fighting, her broken mind taking its time in processing that she had stopped fighting. After realizing, she shook her head, sat up and started laughing to herself. She had truly lost her mind, and now had the person she hated the most in that instant, Brooke, unconscious at her feet.

Ella dragged Brooke down the stairs into the basement, completely inconsiderate of her body bouncing down each stair. She pulled her by her long black hair, dragging her into the basement. She dropped her head on the concrete floor as she considered where she should put Brooke for the time being. As her head slowly turned, her eyes fell upon a simple straight-backed wooden chair with armrests that was bolted to the floor. Ella flash backed to the night before when Brooke had belted her to the chair and placed the electrocution pads on her thighs, gagging her with one of Brooke's used panties from earlier that day when she had had some fun with a vibrator. The pads had run for 41 minutes, the same amount of time that Ella had been 'late' to return home that afternoon. Laughing maniacally to herself, Ella dragged Brooke across the concrete floor towards the chair.

Ella sat Brooke up in the chair, putting her arms on the armrests. Ella didn't slow down in her preparations, she quickly tore off all of Brooke's clothing, leaving her naked as she lolled her head over the back of the chair. She retrieved several rolls of duct tape from the cabinet the chloroform had come from and began circling the rolls over Brooke's limbs, securing each arm to the armrests. She did the same for each leg, wrapping tape from the bottom of her ankles to her knees, securing it to the entire length of the chair leg. Throwing a few quick wraps around Brooke's chest and thighs, Ella stepped back and stood in front of Brooke's naked, helpless body, waiting for her to wake up.

Ella stood in place for some twenty minutes, breathing hard and her eye twitching, completely focused on Brooke. Eventually, she began to stir, her eyelids fluttering open.

"Wha... What? What happened?" Brooke asked as she slowly woke up. Ella didn't respond and instead stood breathing hard, her hair strewn wildly about her head. Brooke looked up and saw Ella, crazed and a look of hard rage on her face.

"Whoa, why are you... Why am I restrained? How dare you tie me up like this! Untie me at once!" Brooke cried pulling at the tape that clung to her bare skin.

"shut up..."

"I mean it Ella, right now! Untie me this instant!"

"Shut Up..."

"If you don't untie me, I swear to god I will give you the worst punishment you have ever-"

"I SAID SHUT UP!" Ella screamed, her voice echoing about the room. "SHUT UP!! SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUUUTTT!!! UUUPPPPP!!!!" Ella squeezed her eyes shut, clutching her hands over her ears, stressing every syllable with her entire body.

Brooke sat quietly, shocked into silence. She let Ella shake herself out of her stupor she had put herself in. "Now, I don't know what's happened to you, but if you just-"

"You don't know?" Ella whispered, her head clutched in her hands, kneeling over. "You don't know? Nobody knows, its all just in my head. Just silly little Ella, not knowing what to do, never doing anything right, always being punished, always messing up... You know what, nobody can know. Its all in our heads, isn't it?" Ella looked up at Brooke, her eyes filled with tears. "It's all added up. The past weeks, months, years, I can't take it anymore!" Ella cried, pacing around the room, her emotions overflowing.

Brooke sat in silence. She had always known that Ella was a little bit crazy, that was why she had been attracted to her. But this was something different. She seemed to actually be gone now, her mind broken. "I... didn't realize that... you felt that way..." It had suddenly occurred to Brooke that she was completely restrained to a chair, and the person who had done it was someone who she wasn't sure was mentally stable.

"OF COURSE YOU DIDN'T REALIZE! YOU WERE THE ONE CAUSING IT!!!!" Ella screamed, walking back up to the chair from where she had been crouched on the floor, whispering to herself.

Brooke was genuinely frightened now. "I-i-i-i didn't mean to.. do any of this! I swear!"

Ella leaned in close to her face, millimeters away. Her tone chilled Brooke's spine as she whispered, "Well now you get to know how I feel."

Brooke stared into Ella's eyes as she stared back. Brooke saw the cold, dense insanity of someone who had truly lost it, truly was incapable of rational thought. Ella saw the wide, terrified eyes of someone who had just realized what was going to happen. Ella smiles a wild, maniacal smile, her white teeth glinting in the cold light of the single bulb that was illuminated over the chair.

Ella pulled something out of her pocket and slapped it against Brooke's bare thigh. It was one of the electrocution pads from upstairs. From her other pocket she produced its sister and slapped it harshly on Brooke's other thigh. Brooke's eyes widened as she saw what was about to happen.

"Now Ella, I think you ought to just take a moment to collect yourself and think this through, Ella? Ella? ELLA!?"

Ella strictly ignored Brooke as she attached the wires to either pad and plugged them into the control box. To the horror of Brooke, she spun the dial to the max level, her fingers dancing playfully over the 'on' switch.

"ELLA! No no no, you don't want to do this Ella. I mean it, you really do-IIICHCHHH!!" Ella threw the switch forward, the current pulsing through the wires and into Brooke's legs.

"ELLA! I-i-i mean it. PleAAAAAGCCH please stop!"

"Forty one minutes... forty one minutes..." Ella whispered to herself dementedly, twirling in the air in front of Brooke.

"Forty one... Ella! I did that at 30% power! AAAAGHHCHH STOP THIS!!!" Brooke fought the tape holding her, the adhesive tearing at her skin as she strained and flexed her body in response to the shocks. Her thighs and groin cramped with every shock, triple the intensity of anything she would have ever given Ella.

Practically crying now, Brooke begged, "Ella, please, I'm sorry for whatever it-AAAACHCHCHH! whatever it was I did. Please, just, untie me and weEEEECKKKCKHHGHH we can just, talk about it upstairs, OK?" Brooke hung from her restraints, pleading with Ella, her body twitching from the side-effects of the shocking.

Ella paused in her twirling and turned her head, the same wild smile on her face. "Oh no, I couldn't possibly do that!" She giggled as Brooke cried out in pain from another pulse of electricity. "Oh, my dear sweet sweet Brooke, you are definitely in for the long ride!" Ella bounced in place laughing, her body convulsing as she laughed uncontrollably. Ella remained in her demented, laughing state for the entire 41 minutes, rolling around on the ground, completely unaware of Brooke crying and begging with her to untie her as she screamed from the excruciating shocks that tore through her body.

"ELLA! ITS BEEN AT LEAST AN HOUR!! ELLA PLEASE GET ME OUT OF THIS-AAAAAAAA" Brooke cried at her friend, her body shaking in exhaustion from her fighting the bonds and the shocks. Ella was laying on the ground, still giggling to herself. She snapped out of her stupor and looked up at Brooke who who stared back at her desperately and in pain. Ella glanced at her watch.

"Oh hey, its been... 94 minutes! Well done! I am so proud of you Brooke, I really am."

"TURN THIS OFF PLEASE IT HURTS SO BA-AAAGH" Brooke pleaded, pulling uselessly at her bonds.

"You know, I think I actually have a delivery arriving today, I should probably go and check if it's arrived yet..."

"NOOOOO!!! Ella, Ella, you have GOT to listen to me, just turn this thing off and we can -AACHCH we can go upstairs and figure this out, ok?"

Ella stood in silence, pretending to think about it. Another cry from Brooke made up her mind.

"My, you are a noisy one, aren't you?" Ella asked as she pulled the massive red ball gag that she had seen in Brooke's room out of her pocket and leapt at Brooke, shoving it deep in her mouth. Before Brooke could fight her, the belts around the back, under her chin and over the top of her head had been buckled and secured, cinching the gag painfully tight into her mouth.

"ETPPHA!!! EPPHHBAA!!! THNOOO-AAAAAGHGHH!!! PLEATHE STOPTH THNOW-AAAAACHHKK!!"

"Nope, no-can-do miss Brooke! And one more thing to keep you company before I leave..." Ella pulled the roll of tape back and tore off two strips. She placed each of these over Brooke's eyes, then wrapped the roll of tape around her head and over her eyes a few times for good measure.

"EETTTHHPPAA PLEATHE UNDTHO DITH-AAAAGH STOOPPPPTTHH!!!!!" Ella giggled all the way up the stairs as she left Brooke sitting, bound to the chair and constantly shocked. She heard her screaming an crying through the gag, throwing her body against the tape. Ella flipped the switch, plunging the basement into darkness. She knew that once the door was closed, the soundproof walls and door would make sure nobody could hear her screaming.

6 Days Later...

Ella returned home from work, pulling into her driveway. She strode inside, whistling to herself as she went. Dropping the keys in the bowl on the table near the door, she walked inside and poured herself a bowl of cereal, then sat down at the kitchen table. She happily ate her meal, smiling and chuckling to herself as she did so. Life at work had been much better, especially now that she was getting full nights of sleep. Finishing her cereal, she washed her bowl and flopped down on the couch. After a few moments, she stood back up and walked to the door to the basement. She opened it and flipped the light on, treading softly down the stairs.

Still in the chair sat Brooke, the electrocution pads still attached to her bare thighs, her blindfold still in place, the gag untouched. She looked quite a bit different now. The tape had lost some of its adhesiveness and now was rolled up and scrunched in some places, still restraining Brooke just as tightly to the chair. Her body was covered in sweat, drool and tears and her head had been further wrapped in tape. Ella had added some more fun things for her to enjoy, she had placed a set of extremely tight nipple clamps on either of her breasts that she had hung a steel weight from, 'pricklers' that would poke the skin lightly with tiny needles were attached to either of her sides, leaving small red marks where they pierced Brooke's skin. Over her head she wore a pare of wired headphones that were set to play sounds like nails on a chalkboard or a fork on a dinner plate on repeat at random intervals.

Ella had made sure that Brooke would be tortured for as long as possible. She had fed and watered her through a tube that she pushed around the massive red ballgag that had kept Brooke's jaw distended painfully wide for the entire duration of her bondage. The pricklers, electrocution pads and headphones all were used to keep her awake, putting her in a sleep-deprived, tortured hell. A broken mind can come up with a ton of creative things used to punish those that had been punishing it for years.

Ella pulled the headphones off of Brooke's head, startling her out of her stupor. Her body was filthy, covered in sweat and twitching from the continuous shocking and stabbing she was being subjected to. She began to plead into her gag the moment she realized Ella had returned, still blind from the world. A harsh slap across the face stopped her begging, leaving her whimpering and moaning whenever the pads would shock her.

"Don't talk. Just listen." Brooke hurriedly nodded her head, sobbing as quietly as she could into her gag, her body shaking from exhaustion. She had ever been able to doze off to sleep for the entire duration of her bondage, just descend into a sort of excruciating bondage hell that pulled her out of touch with the world, only to be yanked back when her headphones fired.

"I've made up my mind regarding your punishment. I can't let you go since you could go right back to the way you were, so I have to leave you here." At this Brooke began to shake her head and argue into the gag. Another slap shut her up a second time.

"I said quiet! Now, I don't think you've fully served out your punishment. We aren't even yet, not even close. So, I'm gonna leave you this way for... oh I don't know... we'll see. At least a month.

Brooke screamed into her gag in horror at being subjected to this hell for another month. A third, even harder slapped shocked her right back into being quiet.

"You can't even follow a simple command yet, can you? Well when I'm done with you, I'm damn sure you'll be listening to me. Understand?" Brooke sat, quivering in her seat. She slowly nodded her head, sobbing.

"Perfect."

Brooke heard Ella walk away without replacing the headphones. She yelled into her gag to no response. She heard Ella come back after a few minutes, then a loud thump on the floor in front of her. Something metallic or box-like had been dropped down directly in front of her. To Brooke's horror, she heard Ella say, "I've always wondered what would happen if I attached a car battery to the electrocution pads. Double A's always seemed to pathetic to me..."