Terry almost shuddered at the feel of cold steel on her bare skin.Terry almost shuddered at the feel of cold steel on her bare skin. Immediately she felt terribly vulnerable and curiously erotic. Her naked breasts were forced out from behind her hair by the position of her arms and they were totally without protection. "Help!" she cried in mock despair, "save me from the Black Prince!" She was playing, true enough, but her nipples had grown rigid. Sue started to go along. "Yeah, Duchess," she quipped, "I'm afraid handsome white knights are like cops. When you really need one, where the hell are they?" They both laughed as Yvette came toward Terry with another metal contraption. She explained that the Black Prince cared little to hear the cries of captive young girls while he ate, so such problems would have to be solved with the brank. Then the maid asked if she would like to try it on as well. "Oh please, Yvette!" she replied, even after Sue shot her a disapproving glance, "I'd simply love to!" The device was made of very thin steel straps, the widest of which circled the mouth and was adjustable at the back of the head. The young blonds closed her eyes as Yvette closed the thing around her head and locked the steel collar around her neck with a small padlock. "This will keep you spirit in tow, Mademoiselle Terry," Yvette said as she worked with the brank. "Oh Sue," Terry bubbled, "it feels so excimmmmmffff!" "And this," Yvette continued as she adjusted the steel gag strap and the chin bar firmly against Terry's mouth, "will keep you silent." "MMMFFF!" Terry tried to shout. Her eyes were dancing with merriment, not fear, so Sue made no protest yet. |