2) Giggle and sashay all flirtatiously

You let out an involuntary giggle raising your mittened hand up to your face and acting all girly. You swing your hips from side to side and delight in the way the petticoats ruffle and swing across your nylon clad thighs. You then blush scarlet not knowing what came over you. You appear to be acting like some kind of teenage girl on prom night.

Miss Jones Beams a smile "I see you are a natural floozy Ella, not dressed five minutes and already you are flirting with us."

You face flushes again and you feel yourself let out another giggle, you don't seem to be able to control yourself; your body is high on adrenalin and sexual energy.
You see Daphne staring at you intently and smiling, her lip gloss glistening. Her gaze goes right through you and seems to encircle your heart. You can almost physically feel the lust and energy in her eyes.

You are not the only one who has noticed Daphne's mood. Miss Jones eyes her sidekick with a knowing and understanding look, "Daphne would you like to play with our new toy?"
Daphne nods and it is obvious that you are her new toy, somehow the thought of being played with fills you with great exhilaration. So when Daphne takes your hands and leads you through a door at the back of the apartment you willingly follow, if still a little unsteady on your heels.

The room is painted in a deep shade of red and dimly lit. You can see soft fabrics draped over the furniture obscuring what each item is. Daphne pulls one of the throws back to reveal a large wooden X covered in a red velvet cushioned fabric and standing over 100 inches tall with a gentle incline. Daphne leans you against the cross so that your back rests on the padded surface. She gently lays the arm she is holding up along the arm of the cross and buckles your wrist into a red leather strap at the end. She then repeats this procedure with your other arm. She spreads your legs and buckles each ankle in the same manner. You are now bound in the same X shape as the apparatus, unable to move more than a slight wriggle of your torso.

You are powerless and under the control of these two ladies even more than you were earlier. Miss Jones, who has followed you into the room, is now sat in what looks like a large golden throne upholstered in the same red velvet as the cross. She is sipping a glass of wine and looks like she is about to enjoy a show.

Your attention is drawn to your legs and you feel Daphne's finger nails running along your inner thigh sliding them over the fishnet stockings with a light sensual touch. You peer down as best you can and just make out the top of her head beneath the layers of petticoats you are wearing. Then you realise what she is doing down there. The hands that were running along your legs have now made their way up to your panties and they tenderly tease your manhood from its silken confinement.

You feel her plump soft lips slide over you and her tongue dance and swirl around you. Your arms strain against their binds the pleasure is too much you need to push her away. Your legs quiver which only serves to excite you more are the fishnets tease your legs in waves of sensual energy. Your hips respond to Daphne's rhythmical movements pushing forward causing your petticoats to bob and flutter tickling your thighs even more. The corset restricts your breathing and causes you to pant. You moan sucking in air in short shallow breaths your head feeling giddy as waves of extreme arousal cascade over you.
Just as you feel you can't take anymore Daphne slowly pulls back and your feel her lip-gloss slide along your extended length. You need release but the stimulation stops and you are left slumped, bound the cross unable to move or finish yourself.

"Oh Daphne, you tease! " Miss Jones smiles "you are a naughty girl leaving poor Ella on the brink like that, what great fun well done my sweet"

"Thank you Mistress" Daphne gracefully stands and moves over to Miss Jones as she beckons her to sit on her lap. The couple have a long passionate kiss which you watch forlornly still at the mercy of your yearning need.

"If you are a good girl Ella and learn well from Daphne here I am sure you two can become good friends. I am sure Daphne will be kinder in the future." Miss Jones stands and walks towards you. "Now my horny little maid, Daphne and I are going to play with each other, and as you have been such a good pupil I am going to let you watch. But I don't want you disturbing us so you will remain bound up here with a few extra measures in place."
At this Daphne places a large red ball into your mouth and secures it in place with a red leather gag that she buckles behind your head. Your mouth is forced open and your ability to breath is compromised still further. As you again struggle to get enough oxygen you feel her hand slide over your manhood and a low level vibration begin to stimulate you once more.