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#166 - Have you ever been tied up as part of a game while playing as a child? Stories welcome in comments... 

34%
34 deviants said As a boy, I was tied up while playing. I also tied up a friend while playing.
19%
19 deviants said As a boy, I was never tied up.
13%
13 deviants said As a boy, I was never tied up, but I did tie up a friend while playing.
11%
11 deviants said As a boy, I was tied up while playing.
10%
10 deviants said As a boy, I was never tied up, but I pretended I was when I was playing alone.
5%
5 deviants said As a girl, I was tied up while playing. I also tied up a friend.
4%
4 deviants said As a girl, I was tied up while playing.
2%
2 deviants said As a girl, I was never tied up, but I pretended I was when I was playing alone.
1%
1 deviant said As a girl, I was never tied up, but I did tie up a friend.
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No deviants said As a girl, I was never tied up.


Thomas Silk


Copyright 2016 Knotty Silk Scarf Productions

Author's note: It was suggested and I agree that some sort of chronology is needed for new and long-time readers of this series. While it is not necessary to read the novellas in order to enjoy them. Understanding the history does explain the background

General Information

The Lady Spies series of stories was spawned by my interest in the (primarily) television spy series of the 1960's. The style of those shows was campy, somewhat humorous, generally with a handsome guy solving crimes against his country. Although there may have been shows before the Avengers, this show was prototype of the 1960's spy show. On these shows, a man was the lead. He often had beautiful women as sidekicks or with a role in the show (although there were exceptions), but spying was a man's profession. Granted, Mrs. Peel could hold her own against any man, but she often became the damsel in distress, to be rescued by Steed. [The same applied to the other Avengers women.]

The Lady Spies series eliminates the man in the team and focuses on teams of women, who try to capture international criminals and spies, mostly women. There are significant differences between those TV shows and the Lady Spies. First and foremost, this series of stories is fetish fantasy fiction. That means that there is a lot of bondage, chloroformings, KOs and other fetishes, including silk scarves, in the stories. The stories are set in the late 1950's and early 1960's. This was the middle of the Cold War, which was a prime time for spies. It was also a time without the sophisticated weapons, satellites and communications we have today. It was a time when dress was more formal, when women got dressed up each day (and men wore suits each day). The women's hair styles were such that women often wore fashion headscarves to protect their hair.

The Lady Spies stories includes a lot of non-consensual sexual acts and some that are consensual. In Lady Spies, sex is often used to show loyalty to a villain, to acknowledge defeat (often non-consensual), to manipulate a captive (including during interrogation), to humiliate a captive, to prepare them to become a sex slave and in some case, to show love. Most of the sex is girl-girl sex, but there is also guy-girl sex with some pretty evil guys and this is mostly pure domination. In real life, these would be terrible acts and they are even in fetish fantasy fiction, but here the women are resilient, more so than they would be in real life. They are part of the fictional world the Lady Spies live in...including routine KO's, the extensive use of ropes and gags, the use chloroform and even murder.

The stories focus on two agents, Stacy Steward and her partner, Susan Harris. Our heroines (and the other Lady Spies) work for the Agency. Perhaps this is the CIA. Perhaps this is some other spy agency. They do work both foreign and domestic cases...the CIA isn't suppose to work inside the United States, so who knows.

The Lady Spies stories are all basically novellas (short novels), although The Duchess Affair and The Ranch Affair qualify in length as a novels and the Scientist Affair is perhaps slightly short of novella status. There are always intertwining plots and characters in these stories. This purposely differs from a lot of bondage (or other fetish) short stories, which are much less involved. Still there is a significant amount and variety of fetish material in these novellas.


The following gives a chronology of the stories so far...

         Year of Story                             Title                                       Year Written

Story 1  1960     Lady Spies - The Scientist Affair            2013

Story 2     1960         Lady Spies - The Stewardess Affair      2013-2014

Story 3     1960         Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair                 2014

Story 4     1961         Lady Spies - The Steward Affair             2014

Story 5     1958         Lady Spies - The Spy School Affair        2014-2015

Story 6     1961         Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair             2015

Story 7     1961         Lady Spies - The Golden Dragon Affair  2016


Synopsis of Stories - Chronologically

The Spy School Affair - 1958

In a prequel to the other Lady Spies stories, Stacy Steward and Susan Harris are selected as two of the first ten women candidates to attend the Agency's Spy School. Besides learning spy techniques in classes specifically designed for women candidates, Stacy and Susan tangle with East German spy Greta Rosenbach and her husband Ulrich, who are trying to infiltrate the woman's spy school. The affair turns very personal for Stacy when her long-lost sister turns up unexpectedly, having been abducted by the German's in 1944. The story also involves Meg Austin, a JAG Lawyer, and Grace Hartman, a teacher at the school and a former spy during World War 2 and the other spy class members.

Lady Spies - The Spy School Affair - Chapter 1
Lady Spies - The Spy School Affair - Chapter 2
Lady Spies - The Spy School Affair - Chapter 3
Lady Spies - The Spy School Affair - Chapter 4
Lady Spies - The Spy School Affair - Chapter 5
Lady Spies - The Spy School Affair - Chapter 6


The Scientist Affair - 1960

Agents Stacy Steward and Susan Harris become the first all woman spy team in the Agency. Their first assignment - stop a shadowy spy named The Duchess from getting secret plans from a woman professor. This story introduces the Duchess and her crew including Natasha - the Duchess' right hand gal and lover, the skinny woman - one of the Duchess' operatives and the Mortuary Director. The Mortuary Director is one of the few men in the Duchess' gang. His mortuary is where the Duchess get rid of unwanted people, often burying them or cremating them alive. His talents in disposing of people is only matched by his sadistic sexual desires. He has a special designed hearse for transporting prisoners of the Duchess.

Although he is part of the Spy School affair, the Lady Spies' boss was introduced initially in The Scientist Affair. Only known to the reader as the "Man with the Corner Office" or similar title, he directs the Lady Spies on their missions and was responsible for the special spy school for women.

Lady Spies: The Scientist Affair - Chapter 1
Lady Spies: The Scientist Affair - Chapter 2
Lady Spies: The Scientist Affair - Chapter 3
Lady Spies: The Scientist Affair - Chapter 4
Lady Spies: The Scientist Affair - Chapter 5
Lady Spies: The Scientist Affair - Chapter 6


The Stewardess Affair - 1960

Agents Stacy Steward and Susan Harris investigate a plan by the Duchess to use an airline for her own purposes by replacing some of its stewardesses. This story introduces Babs Wilson, a member of the US Marshals Service, who is stationed at Las Vegas International Airport. Babs sees something she wasn't suppose to see prompting the Duchess to take action.

This story also introduces The Ranch, run by Ginger Monroe and Dale Young and featuring Babyface, a female enforcer...the Duchess' new way of disposing of people. The women are trained as sex slaves and transported overseas. Others are left in the desert to die, if they cause too much trouble. Now the Ranch did not rely on the Duchess' business as its only source of young girls. The bus heading for (and from) LA stopped their every day. Often, there were young beautiful women heading to LA in the hopes of being discovered by Hollywood. Some of them never make it to California from the small town in Arizona.

Their mission took Stacy and Susan to Japan where the Duchess called her friend, the Dragon Lady, to put them out of commission. While the Dragon Lady took care of Susan, two of her Dragon Girls took care of Stacy. One of those unnamed 'girls,' Aiko, would show up in a later story.

Lady Spies - The Stewardess Affair - Chapter 1
Lady Spies - The Stewardess Affair - Chapter 2
Lady Spies - The Stewardess Affair - Chapter 3
Lady Spies - The Stewardess Affair - Chapter 4
Lady Spies - The Stewardess Affair - Chapter 5
Lady Spies - The Stewardess Affair - Chapter 6
Lady Spies - The Stewardess Affair - Chapter 7
Lady Spies - The Stewardess Affair - Chapter 8
Lady Spies - The Stewardess Affair - Chapter 9


The Ranch Affair - 1960

Agent Susan Harris, accompanied by her friend, Agent Stacy Steward, go to a doctor's office for a routine physical. Aiko, formerly of the Lady Dragons, blows up the clinic. Susan is thought to be dead by Stacy. Stacy is thought to be a traitor by the Agency. Actually, neither is true. Stacy has been kidnapped by Aiko for revenge and to regain her place in the Lady Dragons after Stacy humiliated her (in The Stewardess Affair).

Two new agents, Nancy Killman and Cindy Atkins, both specializing in interrogation, not babysitting are introduced and are suppose to keep Susan under wraps, as she is suppose to be dead. In the meantime, Susan's sister Emily is heading for LA by bus and never makes it. Susan goes to find her sister.

New agent Doris Jenkins is assigned to find Susan and she meets up with Babs Wilson, who barely escaped from The Ranch. They team up and head out to find The Ranch, where everyone is heading either voluntarily or not. The Duchess and her gang also converge on the Ranch.

There are a couple of really bad guys in this story. Richard Banks is the corrupt local sheriff, whose nickname is 'Fat Dick" for good reason and Chuck, the motel manager, who sets up the woman to be abducted by The Ranch and then collects their silk scarves and panties they leave behind.

Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair - Chapter 1
Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair - Chapter 2
Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair - Chapter 3
Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair - Chapter 4
Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair - Chapter 5
Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair - Chapter 6
Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair - Chapter 7
Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair - Chapter 8
Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair - Chapter 9
Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair - Chapter 10


The Steward Affair - 1961

Agent Stacy Steward had been missing for months and then she is implicated in high-profile robberies and kidnappings in France, believed to be the work of the Duchess' gang. Agents Harris, Wilson, Jenkins, Killman and Atkins go to France to try to arrest Stacy Steward and put an end to the Duchess and her gang. The fact is that France wants them all hanged, including Stacy. Everything comes down to an assault on the Duchess' villa.

Lady Spies - The Steward Affair - Chapter 1
Lady Spies - The Steward Affair - Chapter 2
Lady Spies - The Steward Affair - Chapter 3
Lady Spies - The Steward Affair - Chapter 4
Lady Spies - The Steward Affair - Chapter 5
Lady Spies - The Steward Affair - Chapter 6


The Duchess Affair - 1961

In the aftermath of The Steward Affair, the Duchess is missing and presumed dead. Stacy Steward is in some hellish prison in the Middle East. But suspicions that the Duchess is alive circulate and the Man with the Corner Office needs Stacy's help, because she is the only person outside of the Duchess' gang that has intimate (and I do mean intimate) knowledge of the Duchess and how she operates.

However, the Duchess attacks first, kidnapping both Stacy and Susan. Agents Jenkins and Wilson are sent to England to work with British Agent Viscountess Seaton to rescue Agents Steward and Harris. However, all of them become entangled with the Duchess' and East German Agent Greta Rosenbach's plan to bring down the English government.

Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 1
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 2
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 3
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 4
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 5
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 6
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 7
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 8
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 9
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 10
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 11
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 12


The Golden Dragon Affair - 1961

Agents Stacy Steward and Susan Harris go after a serial killer in a local sanatorium run by Doctor Nichols and Nurse Hillsdale.

Meanwhile Agents Jenkins and Wilson are sent to Hong Kong to try to retrieve the Golden Dragon from the Dragon Lady. They are joined by British Agent Viscountess Seaton.

This is an on-going story. 

Lady Spies - The Golden Dragon Affair - Chapter 1
Lady Spies - The Golden Dragon Affair - Chapter 2
Lady Spies - The Golden Dragon Affair - Chapter 3
Lady Spies - The Golden Dragon Affair - Chapter 4


This Journal will be updated as needed

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My profile picture is not of me...it is what I do. I am the producer of Knotty Silk Scarf Productions (knottysilkscarf.com and silencedladies.com). I specialize in bondage videos, video clips, and photo stories. I also write bondage stories. The focus is on scarf, scarf & rope and pantyhose bondage. I also promote scarf fashion for women.


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Copyright 2016 Knotty Silk Scarf Productions

Author's note: It was suggested and I agree that some sort of chronology is needed for new and long-time readers of this series. While it is not necessary to read the novellas in order to enjoy them. Understanding the history does explain the background

General Information

The Lady Spies series of stories was spawned by my interest in the (primarily) television spy series of the 1960's. The style of those shows was campy, somewhat humorous, generally with a handsome guy solving crimes against his country. Although there may have been shows before the Avengers, this show was prototype of the 1960's spy show. On these shows, a man was the lead. He often had beautiful women as sidekicks or with a role in the show (although there were exceptions), but spying was a man's profession. Granted, Mrs. Peel could hold her own against any man, but she often became the damsel in distress, to be rescued by Steed. [The same applied to the other Avengers women.]

The Lady Spies series eliminates the man in the team and focuses on teams of women, who try to capture international criminals and spies, mostly women. There are significant differences between those TV shows and the Lady Spies. First and foremost, this series of stories is fetish fantasy fiction. That means that there is a lot of bondage, chloroformings, KOs and other fetishes, including silk scarves, in the stories. The stories are set in the late 1950's and early 1960's. This was the middle of the Cold War, which was a prime time for spies. It was also a time without the sophisticated weapons, satellites and communications we have today. It was a time when dress was more formal, when women got dressed up each day (and men wore suits each day). The women's hair styles were such that women often wore fashion headscarves to protect their hair.

The Lady Spies stories includes a lot of non-consensual sexual acts and some that are consensual. In Lady Spies, sex is often used to show loyalty to a villain, to acknowledge defeat (often non-consensual), to manipulate a captive (including during interrogation), to humiliate a captive, to prepare them to become a sex slave and in some case, to show love. Most of the sex is girl-girl sex, but there is also guy-girl sex with some pretty evil guys and this is mostly pure domination. In real life, these would be terrible acts and they are even in fetish fantasy fiction, but here the women are resilient, more so than they would be in real life. They are part of the fictional world the Lady Spies live in...including routine KO's, the extensive use of ropes and gags, the use chloroform and even murder.

The stories focus on two agents, Stacy Steward and her partner, Susan Harris. Our heroines (and the other Lady Spies) work for the Agency. Perhaps this is the CIA. Perhaps this is some other spy agency. They do work both foreign and domestic cases...the CIA isn't suppose to work inside the United States, so who knows.

The Lady Spies stories are all basically novellas (short novels), although The Duchess Affair and The Ranch Affair qualify in length as a novels and the Scientist Affair is perhaps slightly short of novella status. There are always intertwining plots and characters in these stories. This purposely differs from a lot of bondage (or other fetish) short stories, which are much less involved. Still there is a significant amount and variety of fetish material in these novellas.


The following gives a chronology of the stories so far...

         Year of Story                             Title                                       Year Written

Story 1  1960     Lady Spies - The Scientist Affair            2013

Story 2     1960         Lady Spies - The Stewardess Affair      2013-2014

Story 3     1960         Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair                 2014

Story 4     1961         Lady Spies - The Steward Affair             2014

Story 5     1958         Lady Spies - The Spy School Affair        2014-2015

Story 6     1961         Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair             2015

Story 7     1961         Lady Spies - The Golden Dragon Affair  2016


Synopsis of Stories - Chronologically

The Spy School Affair - 1958

In a prequel to the other Lady Spies stories, Stacy Steward and Susan Harris are selected as two of the first ten women candidates to attend the Agency's Spy School. Besides learning spy techniques in classes specifically designed for women candidates, Stacy and Susan tangle with East German spy Greta Rosenbach and her husband Ulrich, who are trying to infiltrate the woman's spy school. The affair turns very personal for Stacy when her long-lost sister turns up unexpectedly, having been abducted by the German's in 1944. The story also involves Meg Austin, a JAG Lawyer, and Grace Hartman, a teacher at the school and a former spy during World War 2 and the other spy class members.

Lady Spies - The Spy School Affair - Chapter 1
Lady Spies - The Spy School Affair - Chapter 2
Lady Spies - The Spy School Affair - Chapter 3
Lady Spies - The Spy School Affair - Chapter 4
Lady Spies - The Spy School Affair - Chapter 5
Lady Spies - The Spy School Affair - Chapter 6


The Scientist Affair - 1960

Agents Stacy Steward and Susan Harris become the first all woman spy team in the Agency. Their first assignment - stop a shadowy spy named The Duchess from getting secret plans from a woman professor. This story introduces the Duchess and her crew including Natasha - the Duchess' right hand gal and lover, the skinny woman - one of the Duchess' operatives and the Mortuary Director. The Mortuary Director is one of the few men in the Duchess' gang. His mortuary is where the Duchess get rid of unwanted people, often burying them or cremating them alive. His talents in disposing of people is only matched by his sadistic sexual desires. He has a special designed hearse for transporting prisoners of the Duchess.

Although he is part of the Spy School affair, the Lady Spies' boss was introduced initially in The Scientist Affair. Only known to the reader as the "Man with the Corner Office" or similar title, he directs the Lady Spies on their missions and was responsible for the special spy school for women.

Lady Spies: The Scientist Affair - Chapter 1
Lady Spies: The Scientist Affair - Chapter 2
Lady Spies: The Scientist Affair - Chapter 3
Lady Spies: The Scientist Affair - Chapter 4
Lady Spies: The Scientist Affair - Chapter 5
Lady Spies: The Scientist Affair - Chapter 6


The Stewardess Affair - 1960

Agents Stacy Steward and Susan Harris investigate a plan by the Duchess to use an airline for her own purposes by replacing some of its stewardesses. This story introduces Babs Wilson, a member of the US Marshals Service, who is stationed at Las Vegas International Airport. Babs sees something she wasn't suppose to see prompting the Duchess to take action.

This story also introduces The Ranch, run by Ginger Monroe and Dale Young and featuring Babyface, a female enforcer...the Duchess' new way of disposing of people. The women are trained as sex slaves and transported overseas. Others are left in the desert to die, if they cause too much trouble. Now the Ranch did not rely on the Duchess' business as its only source of young girls. The bus heading for (and from) LA stopped their every day. Often, there were young beautiful women heading to LA in the hopes of being discovered by Hollywood. Some of them never make it to California from the small town in Arizona.

Their mission took Stacy and Susan to Japan where the Duchess called her friend, the Dragon Lady, to put them out of commission. While the Dragon Lady took care of Susan, two of her Dragon Girls took care of Stacy. One of those unnamed 'girls,' Aiko, would show up in a later story.

Lady Spies - The Stewardess Affair - Chapter 1
Lady Spies - The Stewardess Affair - Chapter 2
Lady Spies - The Stewardess Affair - Chapter 3
Lady Spies - The Stewardess Affair - Chapter 4
Lady Spies - The Stewardess Affair - Chapter 5
Lady Spies - The Stewardess Affair - Chapter 6
Lady Spies - The Stewardess Affair - Chapter 7
Lady Spies - The Stewardess Affair - Chapter 8
Lady Spies - The Stewardess Affair - Chapter 9


The Ranch Affair - 1960

Agent Susan Harris, accompanied by her friend, Agent Stacy Steward, go to a doctor's office for a routine physical. Aiko, formerly of the Lady Dragons, blows up the clinic. Susan is thought to be dead by Stacy. Stacy is thought to be a traitor by the Agency. Actually, neither is true. Stacy has been kidnapped by Aiko for revenge and to regain her place in the Lady Dragons after Stacy humiliated her (in The Stewardess Affair).

Two new agents, Nancy Killman and Cindy Atkins, both specializing in interrogation, not babysitting are introduced and are suppose to keep Susan under wraps, as she is suppose to be dead. In the meantime, Susan's sister Emily is heading for LA by bus and never makes it. Susan goes to find her sister.

New agent Doris Jenkins is assigned to find Susan and she meets up with Babs Wilson, who barely escaped from The Ranch. They team up and head out to find The Ranch, where everyone is heading either voluntarily or not. The Duchess and her gang also converge on the Ranch.

There are a couple of really bad guys in this story. Richard Banks is the corrupt local sheriff, whose nickname is 'Fat Dick" for good reason and Chuck, the motel manager, who sets up the woman to be abducted by The Ranch and then collects their silk scarves and panties they leave behind.

Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair - Chapter 1
Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair - Chapter 2
Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair - Chapter 3
Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair - Chapter 4
Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair - Chapter 5
Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair - Chapter 6
Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair - Chapter 7
Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair - Chapter 8
Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair - Chapter 9
Lady Spies - The Ranch Affair - Chapter 10


The Steward Affair - 1961

Agent Stacy Steward had been missing for months and then she is implicated in high-profile robberies and kidnappings in France, believed to be the work of the Duchess' gang. Agents Harris, Wilson, Jenkins, Killman and Atkins go to France to try to arrest Stacy Steward and put an end to the Duchess and her gang. The fact is that France wants them all hanged, including Stacy. Everything comes down to an assault on the Duchess' villa.

Lady Spies - The Steward Affair - Chapter 1
Lady Spies - The Steward Affair - Chapter 2
Lady Spies - The Steward Affair - Chapter 3
Lady Spies - The Steward Affair - Chapter 4
Lady Spies - The Steward Affair - Chapter 5
Lady Spies - The Steward Affair - Chapter 6


The Duchess Affair - 1961

In the aftermath of The Steward Affair, the Duchess is missing and presumed dead. Stacy Steward is in some hellish prison in the Middle East. But suspicions that the Duchess is alive circulate and the Man with the Corner Office needs Stacy's help, because she is the only person outside of the Duchess' gang that has intimate (and I do mean intimate) knowledge of the Duchess and how she operates.

However, the Duchess attacks first, kidnapping both Stacy and Susan. Agents Jenkins and Wilson are sent to England to work with British Agent Viscountess Seaton to rescue Agents Steward and Harris. However, all of them become entangled with the Duchess' and East German Agent Greta Rosenbach's plan to bring down the English government.

Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 1
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 2
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 3
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 4
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 5
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 6
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 7
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 8
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 9
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 10
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 11
Lady Spies - The Duchess Affair - Chapter 12


The Golden Dragon Affair - 1961

Agents Stacy Steward and Susan Harris go after a serial killer in a local sanatorium run by Doctor Nichols and Nurse Hillsdale.

Meanwhile Agents Jenkins and Wilson are sent to Hong Kong to try to retrieve the Golden Dragon from the Dragon Lady. They are joined by British Agent Viscountess Seaton.

This is an on-going story. 

Lady Spies - The Golden Dragon Affair - Chapter 1
Lady Spies - The Golden Dragon Affair - Chapter 2
Lady Spies - The Golden Dragon Affair - Chapter 3
Lady Spies - The Golden Dragon Affair - Chapter 4


This Journal will be updated as needed

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#166 - Have you ever been tied up as part of a game while playing as a child? Stories welcome in comments...
34%
34 deviants said As a boy, I was tied up while playing. I also tied up a friend while playing.
19%
19 deviants said As a boy, I was never tied up.
13%
13 deviants said As a boy, I was never tied up, but I did tie up a friend while playing.
11%
11 deviants said As a boy, I was tied up while playing.
10%
10 deviants said As a boy, I was never tied up, but I pretended I was when I was playing alone.
5%
5 deviants said As a girl, I was tied up while playing. I also tied up a friend.
4%
4 deviants said As a girl, I was tied up while playing.
2%
2 deviants said As a girl, I was never tied up, but I pretended I was when I was playing alone.
1%
1 deviant said As a girl, I was never tied up, but I did tie up a friend.
0%
No deviants said As a girl, I was never tied up.

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Thomas Silk



Copyright 2016 Knotty Silk Scarf Productions


The Governor's wife, who had gotten concerned after her encounter with Viscountess Seaton, stormed down to the basement, a location she never went.  Most of the staff were off today and they had been on a reduced staff any way for budgetary reasons.  She went directly to Miss Yang's room, knocked once and opened the door.  

"Miss Yang, I have decided to...." Lois started to say and then her eyes widened into big saucers.  Miss Yang had on a set of earphones as she sat by the small closet.  On the small twin bed next to her was a pistol with a silencer.

"What is the meaning of this?  Are you some sort of enemy agent?" Lois asked.  Her feet were frozen in place.  Not that she could have run very fast in high heels.

"I work for the Dragon Lady, Madam," Miss Yang said in Chinese, which she knew that Lois understood.  She casually picked up the gun and pointed it at Lois.

"I'll scream!" Lois said bravely in English.  There was security, but they were all outside.

"No one will hear you Madam Governor and no one will hear the gunshot that I put between your eyes, " Miss Yang replied in Chinese, "But if you behave yourself in a quiet and dignified manner, you might live to see your daughter and maybe even your husband again"  

"What do you propose?" Lois asked as she raised her hands.

Ten minutes later, Lois sat on her own bed and watched as Miss Yang did a quick ransack of the master bedroom.  Lois' hands were on her lap, tied there with one of her own silk scarves, another silk scarf ran through the belt loops on her skirt and anchored her wrists in place.

"A few trinkets for me.  The Dragon Lady's pay leaves something to be desired," Miss Yang commented in Chinese.   Lois grunted,  No intelligent answer was expected from the Governor's wife.   She had already submitted to an effective gag.  A couple of her own small embroidered handkerchiefs, wadded together occupied a small portion of the back of her mouth.  Held in place by a tightly rolled pure white headscarf, made of thin silk, tied in her mouth, knotted at the back of her head with the ends of the scarf trailing down her back a short distance.  The gag was uncomfortable with the scarf biting into and drawing back the corners of her mouth.  While her tongue had managed to keep the linen wad from being forced into her throat, her tongue also instinctively explored every fold and corner of the stuffing.  Lois knew the hankies were taken from her purse and she knew that she had used one for what hankies were used for.  That thought, when she allowed it to come to the forefront of her mind, caused her to retch, which amused Miss Yang.  The wadded hankies and the scarf were already wet with Lois' spittle which added to the gag's discomfort.  Lois wondered how soon she would be drolling uncontrollably, something humiliating for a woman of her standing in society.  The guard at the main gate, unless he was blind, would certainly notice the fact that she was gagged.

"Oh, one last detail before we go, dear.  We wouldn't want your hair to get mused, would we?" Miss Yang asked sarcastically, "Or anyone to see that tacky gag"  Miss Yang took a high-end silk headscarf that Lois' husband gave to her, that showed the Crown Jewels in vivid colors.  Miss Yang expertly folded the scarf into a perfect triangle and positioned it over Lois' head.  Lois had rarely worn a headscarf since she left England.  The weather in England required that a lady carry a scarf at all times.  Not so in Hong Kong.  Miss Yang tied a half knot under Lois' chin and pulled as hard as she could on the ends of the scarf causing Lois to make an involuntary grunt as the scarf tightened over her head and under her chin.  Miss Yang finished the perfect square knot.  She adjusted the scarf so it hid all, but a tiny bit of the scarf coming out of the corners of Lois' mouth.

"There...nice and tight.  The proper way to wear a headscarf, don't you think?" Miss Yang said in Chinese.  Lois grunted her disapproval, not that her opinion counted for much at the moment.

Five minutes later, Miss Yang forced Lois into the back seat of her Bentley and used a cord to secure her ankles.  Lois regretted her dismissal of that agent...Viscountess Seaton.  She had been correct suspecting Miss Yang of being an agent for their enemies.  How foolish she had been and now Lois might die for her lapse of judgment.

"Now dear...remember to be on your best behavior.  Your life and that guard's life depend on it.  Any attempt to warn him and I will shoot.   Understand?   Good!  After we get off of the estate, I will chloroform you and put you in the trunk.  The Dragon Lady will be pleased to have both you and your daughter as hostages," Miss Yang smiled.

As the Bentley approached the front gate, Lois squirmed in the backseat.  This woman had her trapped with no good way out...death, if she tried to alert the guard and being kidnapped if she didn't.  The Bentley stopped at the guard shack.

"I am taking Madam shopping," Miss Yang told the guard in English.  The guard glanced at Lois and waved them through.  Miss Yang slowly went past the gate and onto the short driveway that led to the road in front of the mansion.  Suddenly, a silver MG convertible squelched to a stop in front of them blocking access to the street.  Miss Yang put the Bentley in reverse and slammed into the brick wall that ran on either side of the main gate.  She leaned out the driver's side window and Lois threw her body at the back of the driver's seat just as Miss Yang fired at the MG.  The bullet whizzed past Charlotte's head.  Miss Yang got out of the Bentley, turned and fired at the guard, who dove into the guard shack for cover.

When Miss Yang turned she saw Charlotte running the 30 feet towards her, she aimed just as Charlotte did a head first somersault.  Again the silenced gun made a pop and smoke came from the gun.  The bullet missed Charlotte as the it zipped within inches of her body.  Using the open car door to shield herself against the approaching Charlotte, Miss Yang then decided to kill Lois so she turned and aimed into the car.  But she had misjudged Charlotte's speed.  Just as Miss Yang pulled the trigger.  Charlotte reached through the window of the open car door and knocked the gun off target and out of Miss Yang's hands.  Miss Yang panicked, stumbling and then running back towards the mansion.

Charlotte came around the open car door, picked up Miss Yang's gun, emptied the remaining bullets, and threw the gun end over end.  Miss Yang looked back just as the gun with its silencer caught her on the side of the head.  The impact thud and the resulting scream"Aahhh" made no doubt that Charlotte's aim was true.   Miss Yang stumbled forward for a few steps before falling face first onto the grass.  She didn't move.

"Excuse me," Charlotte said to the Governor's wife as she untied her ankles, "I need to borrow this"  Charlotte then trotted down to where Miss Yang was sprawled on the ground.  She picked up the gun and carefully approached her.  Miss Yang groaned and tried to get up.  Charlotte planned her high heel in the side of Miss Yang's head with a full power kick.  Miss Yang's eye's rolled up in her head as her eyelids closed.   She slumped back to the ground.

Charlotte used the cord from Lois's ankle tied to secure Miss Yang's hands behind her back.  She used the belt from Miss Yang's dress to secure her ankles.  Charlotte reached under her dress and used her knife to cut away Miss Yang's panties.  Those she stuffed in Miss Yang's slack mouth.  She secured the mouth stuffing with Miss Yang's dragon scarf binding it tightly over her mouth.  She then began cutting away all of her clothes including her bra.  As expected, she found some interesting things including a hidden knife and a key for handcuffs hidden in her clothes.

The guard stared in disbelief at the bound and gagged naked woman on the grass and then the bound and gagged Governor's wife in the car.  Charlotte waved him away and instructed him to guard the Miss Yang, but from a distance.

Charlotte went into the Bentley and looked at Lois.  She untied the headscarf Lois was forced to wear and pull it away.  Charlotte began untying Lois' hands.

"I think the gag can wait.  Maybe you will actually listen to me.  I have sent the American agents to the therapist's office.  They were closer.  Hopefully, they can stop whatever the Dragon Lady plans to do.  In the future, I suggest that you listen to agents assigned to help you.  I also suggest that you consider wearing a gag once in a while.  It looks good on you," Charlotte hissed in a rude manner.  With Lois' hands free, Charlotte turned to walk away.  Lois grunted.  Charlotte turned back.  It was obvious that Lois wouldn't be able to get the gag untied by herself.  Her hands were shaking.  Charlotte shook her head.  She had Lois bend over and she untied the scarf and pulled it from Lois' mouth.  Lois leaned back.  Charlotte gingerly pulled the wad from her mouth, tossing it away.  Lois coughed and retched.  Charlotte started to walk away.

"Thank you for saving my life.  I apologize for what I said earlier.  I will never question you again.  Can we start over Viscountess Seaton?" Lois managed to get out, "My name is Lois"

Charlotte turned back.  Having a woman, like the Governor's wife, actually apologize was quite unusual.  Offering her first name to a new acquaintance was also unusual.

"And you may call me Charlotte.  Now I must secure my prisoner.  Is there a private room in the mansion I could use?" Charlotte replied with a smile, "Then we must go to this therapist's office"

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"Betsy and Katie isn't it?" Dr. Zhou said in reasonable English.

"I'm Katie's mom and this is Claudia Miller, who was part of the security team at the event.  She also suffered trauma during the attack and was left helplessly bound with my Betsy and Katie," Betty said in a serious tone.

"I would prefer to conduct this session with only the two young women present, but I will also allow Miss Miller to stay.  Her experience is relevant to that of the young women.  If it is okay with you I would like you to wait in a separate room?" Dr. Zhou said with a smile.

"Of course,"  Betty replied with a disappointed look on her face.  She wanted to learn the full extent of her daughter's humiliation.

The nurse, a fully dressed medical nurse, came to escort Betty to a waiting room.  They went down the hallway and she was ushered into a small room.

"You can wait here..." the nurse said as Betty's eyes focused on the five other women in the room, three standing with headscarves over their heads and also over their faces and two squirming on the floor.  Betty opened her mouth to cry out and the nurse clamped a handkerchief over her mouth to stifle her.  Three other women approached Betty, two with cord and the other with a handkerchief and silk scarf.  The nurse twisted Betty's arm behind her back directing her into the room.  The door was closed behind them.

The nurse's hand left Betty's mouth only to be replaced by another hand.  The nurse grabbed Betty's free arm and pulled it behind her back.  One of the women with cord started wrapping cord around Betty's wrists.  Another woman with cord was already tying her ankles.  The third woman was stuffing the handkerchief fully in her mouth, securing it was a second rolled up handkerchief forced between her lips and secured at the back of her head.  The thick silk scarf was tied over her lower face making it difficult to breathe when she struggled.   Forced onto the ground, Betty's bound hands and ankles were secured together with a short piece of cord.

It was only then that Betty got a close look at the two other women, both bound and gagged just like she was.  The older lady she assumed was the real doctor.  The younger woman was probably the real nurse.  She had been stripped down to her panties and bra, but neither was in place.  These attackers were apparently having fun with her.  Even the doctor's panties were pulled down suggesting that these women had done something sexual to them.  Suddenly, Betty felt one of the women go under her dress, undid her garters and pulled down her panties.  The women were all laughing as fingers explored her twat.  Betty was about to experience some of her daughter's humiliation.

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Indeed, about 30 minutes before Betsy's and Katie's appointment.  Five women, all wearing silk headscarves and dark glasses walked in to the reception area of the therapist's office.  Before the 5' 3" nurse with the curly brunette hair could say a word, a pistol with a silencer was pointed at her.  The other women went through the door to the inner offices.   The nurse had her hands up when one of the other women came behind her and hit her with a gun butt.  There was a sickening crack when the glancing blow hit and the nurse muttered a soft "ugh."  The nurse stared in disbelief for a moment.  She put her hands down on the counter to try to steady herself.  Her face distorted as the pain of the blow overtook her.  Her legs were like rubber and her mouth was open with a little bit of saliva starting to form at the corner of her mouth, soon to run down her chin.  She wanted to say something...ask 'why?'...why was it necessary to hit her?  She was cooperating.  The words never came as the woman behind her swung again in the other direction.  Another crack filled the air, the nurse tried to grab hold of the counter as she sank to the floor.  She looked up at the woman standing over her, but saw nothing.  The woman standing over her saw the nurse's eyes roll up and her eye lids close.  Her arms and legs were limp as they flopped onto the floor, like wet noodles.

The woman who had hit the nurse bend down.  She opened each eyelid to make sure the nurse was truly out.  She was not checking to see if the nurse was alive.  The woman didn't care either way.  But the nurse was alive with shallow breathing.  The nurse's mouth was half open with saliva running down her cheek to the floor,  The woman pulled up the nurse's uniform and went under her panties with her hand.  Her gloved finger was pushed deep into the nurse's twat.  There was a slight moan, but if the nurse was conscious at any level, she would have cried out.  Satisfied, the nurse was dragged away by her arms to have her uniform stripped off of her and, of course, to be bound and gagged.

While two of the women stripped the nurse, with one of them putting on her uniform, the other three women went directly to Doctor Zhou's private office.  The doctor was working on a report.  She gasped when her office was invaded.  The women quickly tied her hands behind her back while one of the women kept her glove covered hand over her mouth.  Under threat of death, Dr. Zhau answered every question they asked at gun point.  

"Now Doctor Zhou, you will have experience with real trauma yourself.

Without warning they stuffed her mouth and wrapped a handkerchief in her mouth knotting it tightly at the back of her head. A floral silk scarf from Dr. Zhou's hat rack was bound over her lower face and nose.  She was taken to the room where the nurse was already secured.

The Dragon Lady went to the room where Doctor Zhou conducted interviews.  It was a very pleasant room designed to give her female subjects a sense of security.  Her subjects today would have their trauma reinforced and the only security would be that of bindings and gags.  The Dragon Lady smiled.  Then the Dragon lady frowned.  She instructed one of her henchwomen to remove all the pictures of Doctor Zhou from the room.  The Dragon Lady looked nothing like her.

Yes, these young women were walking into her web...and the Dragon Lady was the spider.  The information necessary to unlock the Golden Dragon would be hers.

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Agents Doris Jenkins and Babs Wilson had arrived on the red-eye flight just a few hours ago.  With them, but only because the man in the corner office had ordered it, was Aiko.  Babs was driving towards the address in the message they had received in the airport.

"Aiko, we want you to stay in the car, okay?  We know that the Dragon Lady would like nothing better than to see you dead.  It is possible that she or her agents might be at this location," Doris ordered as she was checking her gun.  Aiko was in the backseat clenching her purse.  She did not have a gun.  She was there as an advisor.  Aiko was trying not to shake.  The last thing she wanted was to be in Hong Kong.  She was in danger of being killed even in Washington, DC, but to come to the Dragon Lady's backyard was foolish.  Still, she was a trained agent of the Dragon Lady.  She had much to thank the Americans for, particularly Stacy Steward, but she wished that they trusted her with a gun.

Aiko was wearing a tight fitting navy blue dress with matching high heel shoes and gloves.  Her shoulder-length black hair was covered by a small, navy blue silk scarf that just covered her head, knotted under her chin.  Dark glasses hid the fear in her eyes.

Doris and Babs each had on white cotton blouses with neck scarves knotted at the side of their necks.  The similarity was by chance, rather than planned.  Both wore cotton skirts that extended below their knees, Doris' was black and Babs' was gray.  Both had on pumps that match their skirts.  

Charlotte would not have had them paged at the airport, if it hadn't been an urgent matter.

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"I don't understand, Dr. Zhou.  You want us to relive the trauma we suffered?" Claudia Miller looked flabbergast, "This makes no sense"  The nurse pulled Claudia's hands behind her back and wrapped a long silk scarf around them.   Katie and Betsy were looking at each other with uncertainty in their faces.  Their hands and ankles had been previously tied by the nurse.  The nurse tied Claudia's ankles.

"Nurse, they were gagged also, I believe," Dr. Zhou told the nurse and then to Claudia, "Reliving the nightmare in a safe environment is a first step in recovery"  Silk scarves were folded and tied over Katie's and Betsy's mouths.  The thick silk did a reasonable job silencing them and the girls were grateful that reenacting did not include having their mouths stuffed with one another's panties, although that was an interesting experience once you got past the humiliation factor.

The nurse started to gag Claudia, but she stopped her.

"I was knocked out during most of this.  I woke up bound and gagged" Claudia commented wishing that she hadn't pushed to come to the therapy session.

"Of course," Dr. Zhou replied and waved a hand.

The blow to Claudia's head caught her totally by surprise.  The girls turned to see the nurse, gun in hand and a smile on her face.  Claudia's eyes bulged out of her head in shock and disbelief.  She made a funny sound and her head fell forward.  Claudia's body slumped to the floor in a crumpled pile.  Katie and Betsy cried out through their gags and then looked at Dr. Zhou.

"To be totally realistic, you should meet you original attackers," Dr. Zhou laughed.  Three other women came in the room and Betsy and Katie did recognize them and then they recognized the nurse.  They screamed, but nurse and another woman clamped their hands over Katie's and Betsy's gagged mouths.  The other two women, undid their garters, rubbed their crotches hard and then pulled their panties off as the two girls watched in horror.  The scarf gags were pulled down and the panties were stuffed in their mouths.  The scarves were pulled up over their mouths and tightened.

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Doris returned to the car.

"Front door is locked.  The side door is open.  I saw the girls through a window.  They are in chairs in an office.  They haven't been taken yet, but they are bound, gagged and blindfolded.  We have to move fast," Doris said, "No sign of the Dragon Lady or her underlings"

"It is a trap, agents," Aiko pleaded.

"Our mission is to keep those girls from being kidnapped, Aiko.  Let us do our job," Babs hissed at her.  Then there was movement at the side door.  Three women came out with golden dragon headscarves covering their heads.  Doris took aim.

"No, it is a Dragon Lady trick...how you say...a diversion," Aiko said.

"Their hands are tied and there are gags in their mouths," Babs said looking through small binoculars, "Let's go Doris...no time to waste"

"No, it is a trap...the girls are already gone.  It is a Dragon Lady trick!" Aiko pleaded.  Babs and Doris ignored her and headed for the clinic's side door.  Aiko dropped her purse and headed in the other direction.

Babs reached one of the women who had run out of the building.  She pulled the gag off and stuffing out of her mouth.

"You must help them.  Betsy and my Katie are in there and they are going to kidnap them!" Katie's mother screamed.

Doris and Babs went into the side door with guns drawn.

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Aiko rounded the other side of the therapist's clinic and saw that she was in time.  The Dragon lady's gang were putting rolled up carpet into a van.  They were almost ready to leave and had guns drawn, but they were all focused on the clinic.  Aiko saw her, the Dragon Lady, with her back turned to Aiko.

Aiko moved quietly until she was behind her former Mistress.  Then she grabbed the woman, twisting her arm behind her back and putting her other arm around her throat.  The Dragon Lady didn't fight her.

"Release the girls or I will break your Mistress' neck," Aiko hissed.  Aiko had the skill to kill the Dragon Lady, but she had long lost the temperament to do so.  She was only buying time until Doris and Babs would realize their error and would come to her aid.

"Aiko, my dear...so nice to see you again.  I thought you wanted to atone for your previous failings and rejoin our organization?" the Dragon Lady spoke with confidence.

"Shut up and tell you underlings to release the girls," Aiko ordered.

"Even if I told them, they wouldn't obey me...not with you ready to kill me.  Let me go and we can discuss it.  But, you must realize that your friends will be dead any second along with those two girls and what was her name...oh, yes, Claudia," the Dragon Lady smiled, "What a shame!"

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Doris and Babs inched along the hallway of the clinic, guns drawn.  As they approached the doctor's office, they could see through the door way.  Katie and Betsy were bound with rope, gagged and blindfolded with silk scarves, squirming in chairs.  On the floor was another woman, bound with scarves and and foot, but not gagged.  She had been knocked out, apparently.  They entered the room and saw someone at the window for an instant.
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"They are in the building, Mistress," one of the women reported as she ran from the window.

"Give them a few seconds to get comfortable," the Dragon Lady ordered despite being choked by Aiko.

"What are you going to do?" Aiko screamed.

"You'll see...NOW!" the Dragon Lady yelled.  Someone, unseen by Aiko pushed a button.

At that moment, the clinic exploded in a fireball.  Aiko let go of the Dragon Lady, who turned around slapping her hard on the cheeks, back and forth causing her cheeks to turn red.  Aiko had never expected a bomb.  It wasn't the Dragon Lady's style.   Doris and Babs were gone like that.  A gun butt caught Aiko on the side of the head.   She staggered, half unconscious from the blow.  She was grabbed by either arm by two of the women as her legs buckled under her.

"Don't kill her, ladies.  Aiko and I have so much to catchup on.  We will take her with us.  Chloroform her, bind and gag her.  Then roll her up in one of the carpets," the Dragon Lady ordered with a smile on her face.  Beyond obtaining the leverage she needed, killing the American agents had been her primary goal this morning and they had fallen into her trap like she knew they would, but capturing Aiko was an added bonus she hadn't expected.  It was a pity that she had to sacrifice the innocents to kill the Americans, but any other plan was too risky.  Now if the fake Miss Yang  managed to kill Viscountess Seaton, her day would be complete.
 
A cloth was forced over Aiko's face as she was dragged to the back of the van.  She wanted to fight, but the blow to her head had left her groogy.  She tried to open her eyes.  She knew that she shouldn't breathe the chloroform, but she had to breathe.   The two women holding her smiled as her eyes fluttered and closed.  As Aiko was lifted into the van, one of her high heel shoes fell off of her foot.

In the confusion of the explosion and fire, no one paid any attention to the van with a picture of carpets on its side and the words 'We cover your floors in beauty' written in Chinese on the side.

To Be Continued...

Lady Spies - The Golden Dragon Affair - Chapter 4
With the Dragon Lady's plan in full swing, British agent Viscountess Seaton has been dismissed by the the wife of Hong Kong's governor, feeling a woman is not capable of the job.  Will the governor's wife regret her actions.  What will happen to Katie and Betsy when they visit renowned therapist Dr. Zhou to discuss their previous ordeal?  Will the Dragon Lady have plans for them?  Will the Lady Spies arrive in time?  All I can say is this chapter has an explosive ending.

Lots of bondage...check!  Sex...check!  KO's...check!  Chloroform...of course...  It is a Lady Spies story after all. 

Viscountess Seaton (Charlotte) was a character developed for the Lady Spies series by my friend, the talented :iconsjdrake2006: 

Chapter 3 can be found... Lady Spies - The Golden Dragon Affair - Chapter 3
This story is a fetish bondage story, which includes both consensual and non-consensual sexual acts.  If such things bother you, please don't read it.  It is tongue-in-cheek fiction.  The author would not wish these things to happen to anyone, male or female, in real life.  
Thomas Silk
Copyright 2016 Knotty Silk Scarf Productions

It was 1961 at the height of the Cold War...
There is a 13 hour time difference between the East Coast of the US and Hong Kong, with Hong Kong being ahead...
12:35 am Hong Kong
"I don't need to go to a therapist," Betsy hissed at her mother.  They had been having this argument for hours and it was now after midnight.
"Neither do I," Katie said agreeing with her friend, "We have gotten past what happened to us.  It is in the past...forgotten"
"You will do as I say Betsy or do you want me to get your father involved?" Betsy's mother instructed her, You have suffered from a horrible trauma.  Those women did
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Chapter 2 can be found... Lady Spies - The Golden Dragon Affair - Chapter 2
This story is a fetish bondage story, which includes both consensual and non-consensual sexual acts.  If such things bother you, please don't read it.  It is tongue-in-cheek fiction.  The author would not wish these things to happen to anyone, male or female, in real life.  
Thomas Silk
Copyright 2016 Knotty Silk Scarf Productions

It was 1961 at the height of the Cold War...
"Well, Susan...I see that you are awake, "Nurse Hillsdale said with an evil grin,  "The doctor will be in shortly to prepare you mentally for your lobotomy tomorrow, which is to say that he will screw you until you are ready to die.  Your so-called sister made an appointment to visit you later today.  We will give her an appropriate welcome.  Hopefully, she can watch your operation as you become a vegetable.
But first, it is time to get some truth out of you.  You know...who you really are...who that sister of yours really is...who you both are worki
 

Chapter 1 can be found... Lady Spies - The Golden Dragon Affair - Chapter 1
This story is a fetish bondage story, which includes both consensual and non-consensual sexual acts.  If such things bother you, please don't read it.  It is tongue-in-cheek fiction.  The author would not wish these things to happen to anyone, male or female, in real life.  
Thomas Silk
Copyright 2016 Knotty Silk Scarf Productions

It was 1961 at the height of the Cold War...
The light was so bright.  It was one of those large examination lights mounded on a metal arm.  The light was positioned directly over Susan perhaps six feet away and it was shining at its brightest level.  Susan tried to focus.  Then there was a shadow that leaned in and a second one.  One had a nurse's hat on and the other she assumed was a doctor.  As their faces appeared from the shadows, Susan could see that both the doctor and nurse wore masks.
Susan squirmed, but she was strapped to some sort of examining chair.  The medical gown she
 
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Just Another Way to Wear Your Hermes Scarf...
I have always said that one of the great things about scarf bondage is that you don't have to bring anything to the party.  The woman you need to tie up might be wearing a scarf...the only article of clothes that is perfect for tying or gagging a woman...and there is always a reason for a scarf to be nearby (on a hat rack, in a dresser drawer, in a closet, even in the glove compartment of a car) even if she is not wearing one .  Anything else (rope, tape, handcuffs, leather whatever, cloth strips, etc.)  has to be brought, torn or cut.  A woman's scarf, you grab and use.  The ultimate in handy bondage equipment.  Often, the woman will be wearing her own gag.

The fact that scarves are very feminine by colors, patterns, feel and smell (they pick up a woman's scent and hold it for a long time) make using them in bondage very erotic, at least to me.  They don't have the intimacy of panties or perhaps even pantyhose, but then you don't have to strip the woman to use a scarf.  And the scarf is often worn next to her skin around her neck or over her hair.  

In this picture, Autumn Woods is wearing a real Hermes scarf as a gag.  Hermes scarves are made of the thickest silk so her cries aren't going very far stifled by layers of silk.  Autumn is, for those of you who don't know scarves, wearing a ~$400 gag...even used Hermes sell for near the current purchase price.  So Autumn is wearing one of the most expensive gags a woman can wear.  Not quite the same as slapping a penny's worth of tape over her mouth, is it?
  
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This story is a fetish bondage story, which includes both consensual and non-consensual sexual acts.  If such things bother you, please don't read it.  It is tongue-in-cheek fiction.  The author would not wish these things to happen to anyone, male or female, in real life.  


Thomas Silk



Copyright 2016 Knotty Silk Scarf Productions



It was 1961 at the height of the Cold War...

There is a 13 hour time difference between the East Coast of the US and Hong Kong, with Hong Kong being ahead...

12:35 am Hong Kong

"I don't need to go to a therapist," Betsy hissed at her mother.  They had been having this argument for hours and it was now after midnight.

"Neither do I," Katie said agreeing with her friend, "We have gotten past what happened to us.  It is in the past...forgotten"

"You will do as I say Betsy or do you want me to get your father involved?" Betsy's mother instructed her, You have suffered from a horrible trauma.  Those women did unthinkable things to you.  It was not your fault.  A therapist will help you process what happened to you. Miss Zhou is at the top of her field in helping young women deal with sexual trauma, like you suffered.  You will go, your appointment is at 10am.  You had both better get to bed"

"You will go also, Katie.  Miss Zhou told us that it is best if you come together, at least at first," Katie's mother chimed in.  Both girls nodded, giving up.  Further arguing would get them no where.  They were technically adults, but because of their father's positions, they were under what seemed like house arrest much of the time.  They dare not tell their mothers that despite being terrified, the attack last night was the most excitement they had had since they arrived in Hong Kong.  They didn't care that the stupid Golden Dragon got stolen.  They did morn for the two soldiers that got killed, but they didn't really know them.  Each of them had gotten themselves off thinking about how helpless they were and how those women had...maybe they did need a therapist.  Both young women left the study.

"Thank you for letting Katie stay here while this is resolved, Lois," Katie's mother said after her daughter had left the room.

"No problem, Betty," Lois gave Betty a hug, "London is sending Viscountess Seaton...some sort of intelligence agent.  She will arrive in the morning.  Not that a girl can do what is clearly a man's job"

"Washington is dispatching two girl agents, as well.  They also arrive in the morning.  You would think that they would take this situation seriously and send men," Betty hissed, "And didn't your maid quit as a result of this awful attack?"

"Yes.  It is unfortunate.  She was planning to leave anyway, but the attack spooked her.  We were lucky to get Miss Yang to replace her as quickly as we did.  She has security clearance so that is one less thing to worry about," Lois explained.
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Miss Yang took off the headset and hid it in her closet.  It had been easy for her to bug the mansion since she had complete access to it.  The only issue was getting the information to the Dragon Lady.

Miss Yang took her purse and headed upstairs and out the service entrance.  She put on a white silk headscarf and knotted it under her chin as she exited the building.  It was still warm with a slight breeze.  The headscarf would identify her.  She walked to the front gate.  A guard in uniform watched as she approached.

"May I ask why you are leaving, Miss," the guard asked in English.  All people were checked into and out of the mansion grounds.

"I usually take walk.  Is it permitted?" Miss Yang explained in broken English as she handed her ID card to the guard and then lit up a cigarette.

"Of course, Miss.  Just show the card when you return," the guard told her.  The young woman walked down the deserted road and followed the road as the mansion became hidden by trees.  There was a flashing of car lights and Miss Yang headed in that direction.  A black limo was waiting.  As she approached the backseat door opened.  Miss Yang stepped inside.

"Report," a woman asked in Chinese.  Miss Yang believed that the woman wearing the golden dragon silk headscarf was the infamous Dragon Lady.  She told her everything she had learned.

"Do they suspect you, Miss Yang?" the Dragon Lady asked.

"No, Mistress.  The real Miss Yang passed all the security checks.  The switch was made before the household women met her so they is no reason to believe that they are suspicious.  I should be able to stay as long as you need me there," Miss Yang said with a smile.  

"Excellent!  Well done, Miss Yang.  Now the only question is...what do we do with the real Miss Yang?" the Dragon Lady asked as she pulled back a blanket to reveal a woman that looked like the woman impersonating her, although not much could be seen of her face.  The real Miss Yang was wearing only her bra and panties and wearing wasn't quite the correct term.   The white bra had been pulled down with it's shoulder straps loose around around her arms.  The bra cups were no longer supporting her Asian breasts, which were heaving in fear.  The breasts had a pinkish color due to the intense fondling that had been used while questioning her.  Her panties had been pulled down and rested on the cords around her ankles.  The real Miss Yang had no idea how many times she had been forced to cum before she told them everything they wanted to know.  But it was what they forced her to do...to satisfy several women members of this gang, including the leader who leaned over and smiled, that had horrified her the most.

The real Miss Yang squirmed on the wide floor of the limo.  Her legs moved relative to each other back and forth.  It was the only direction they could move and not by more than an inch.  Cords were tightly wrapped around her ankles, and above and below her knees  Her hands were bound in front of her and were tied to a rope that went through her twat and was secured to her body ropes behind her back.  She could only move her hands about an inch...just enough to stimulate her twat...if she cared about that.   Sex was the last thing the real Miss Yang was thinking about.

The young woman wanted to plead for her life.  But that possibility was taken away from her.  Her mouth was stuffed with a man's handkerchief.  A neatly folded handkerchief forced the wad deep into her mouth and kept her mouth open as wide as physically possible.  A third cotton handkerchief was tied over Miss Yang's mouth from the bottom of her nose to her chin.  Almost no sound got passed the layered gag.  But there was still a white silk scarf folded into a triangle and folded down.  The thickest part was tied over her nose with the apex of silk covering the rest of her face and the gag.  For extra measure, a golden dragon headscarf with its fire breathing dragon was tied over her head, wrapped under her chin and knotted behind her head.  The scarf had bobby pins securing it to Miss Yang's hair.  The headscarf insured that Miss Yang would remain gagged until someone released her, if she was ever released.

"Please allow me to kill her, Mistress," the fake Miss Yang requested with a bowed head.

"Please allow me to rid you of this troublesome woman, Mistress" another female voice said.

"No, please give me the honor of disposing of this lowly bitch, Mistress" another in the car said.

Miss Yang squirmed, eyes darting from one potential killer to another.  She shook her head and generated by fear, felt her own warm liquid running from under the crotch rope between her legs.  The women staring at her realized what had happened and laughed.  Humiliation was one of the things that got these women off.  Miss Yang was going to be murdered in a puddle of her own pee.

The Dragon Lady waved a hand.  One of the women produced a folded handkerchief, pulled down the scarf covering Miss Yang's nose and clamped the chloroform soaked cotton pad over her nose.  Miss Yang should have welcomed sleep and having been chloroform twice already she knew it was hopeless to fight, but she didn't expect to ever wake up from this sleep.  She tried to avoid the cloth, but couldn't.  Slowly her body relaxed.  Her eyes stared at the woman that would decided if and when she would die.  

Miss Yang had been so excited when she received the news that she had been selected to be the new maid at the Governor's mansion.  Her happiness was short lived.  An hour later the doorbell rang.  She had answered the door.  Two women had barged in.  Before she had had the chance to do anything, Miss Yang was in her own apartment sitting on her sofa watching the two women ransack her tiny apartment.  They had tied her hands behind her back, cords above and below her modest breasts, her legs tied at the ankles and knees...just like they did on the television detective shows she loved to watch.  One of her large silk headscarves. a cream affair with yellow flowers in the middle and a red border...one of her favorites, was tied in her mouth as a gag.  Not like TV, but with the scarf knotted several times in the middle so that a huge silk knot filled her mouth making it impossible to make any noise.  She thought it had been a robbery, not the beginning of her own personal nightmare.  They had packed up her clothes and personal belongings.  She had played the damsel in distress perfectly.  She felt the scarf's tight knot at the back of her head even though her hair was under the knot and wonder how she would get free when they left.

Only she realized that it wasn't a robbery.  She was going to be kidnapped.  But why?  Her family had no money.  Then she realized that it must have something to do with her new job.  A third woman arrived with a wheelchair.  She was moved to the wheelchair.  Blankets were put over her ropes to hide them and another one of her pretty headscarves, one that displayed a hunting scene, that she loved to wear was tightly tied over her head and knotted under her chin.  Pulled unfashionably forward so it would hide the gag.  But Miss Yang was having none of this kidnapping.  She struggled as best as she could.  These bitches were not going to take her against her will.  She would cause a commotion that would attract a lot of attention.  That was the first time she was chloroformed.  Miss Yang had seen this sort of thing on detective shows, but really didn't know what was happening to her.  So she inhaled deeply so she could continue to fight.  That had been a mistake, of course.  Not that it would have mattered in the end.  She remembered how she felt as her strength was drained from her body and she sagged in the wheelchair.  No one noticed her being wheel to a waiting car.  She wouldn't be missed.  She had wakened to undergo more humiliation than she had thought possible.

Miss Yang had no idea how long she had been a prisoner of the Dragon Lady...only a few hours?    The chloroform would rob her of further humiliation, at least for a while.  Perhaps they would be kind and kill her when she was in forced sleep.  Would she wake up?   At that moment, she didn't care.  Her eyes fluttered as the women gather around, one with a silk scarf taunt between her hands hovered over her.

"The real Miss Yang does not require killing at time, ladies.  She may continue to be useful, at least sexually and storing a dead body or disposing of one would be inconvenient...at least at this time," the Dragon Lady made her decision.  There was a murmuring of disappointment.  

"Most honorable Mistress...there is another development that I failed to report on.  The British are sending an agent...some bitch with a title," Miss Yang explained.

"Viscountess Seaton?" the Dragon Lady asked.

"Yes, Mistress," the fake Miss Yang said with her head bowed.

"You idiot!!!" the Dragon Lady screamed as she slapped her underling until her cheeks were pink, "You just now thought this important enough to tell me.  I suppose that the Americans are sending agents also?"

"Yes, Mistress...two women agents.  Please forgive me, but the two wives dismissed these agents as being incompetent bimbos," Miss Yang pleaded.

"Viscountess Seaton is one of Britain's top agents.  You must kill her immediately.  She will quickly discover that you are not Miss Yang any way.  I will have to deal with the Americans.  They are also talented, but we know that they are coming," the Dragon lady said with a smile, "My pussy needs attention"

Miss Yang sat on the real Miss Yang's head as she used her tongue to bring the Dragon Lady to a satisfactory climax.  Miss Yang adjusted her headscarf, exited the car and then she walked back to the mansion.
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4pm East Coast US

Nurse Andrea Farr felt very strange, but she needed the money.  The Sanitarium was not known for its high wages.  Andrea could barely meet her bills.  The extra $50 helped, but wearing someone else's clothes and impersonating them felt odd.  The headscarf bothered her.  Not because it belonged to that other woman, but because of how she was suppose to wear it.  Andrea only wore a headscarf when she drove in someone's convertible or on really windy days and then she would wrap it around under her chin and tie it at the back of her neck.  Apparently, the woman she was impersonating preferred the more traditional under the chin tie.  The knot, which Nurse Hillsdale wanted tied tightly, bothered her.  But money was money.  Although something didn't seem right.  Perhaps she would do some poking around.  She shouldn't.  She could get fired, but something didn't seem right.

Andrea was happy to see Nurse Hillsdale in the department store, although she could hardly recognize her in street clothes wearing a white headscarf herself.  Andrea was happy to change out of the other woman's clothes and head back to the Sanitarium.

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9 am Hong Kong Time

"I wish you had waited until I arrived to send your daughter and her friend to a therapist," Viscountess Seaton said with some irritation in her voice.  She had dealt with the British elite for years and the women could be particularly difficult at times.

"And you think that a girl like you could protect my daughter?  I was irate when they didn't send a man.  Of course, we didn't wait for you, my dear.  What possible good could you do.  Besides, no one knows about the session, except a couple of people here and at the therapist's office," the Governor's wife wanted to say more, but her face was red with anger.  The forty-something wife of the British governor was about 5'2  in height and slim.  Her black hair was in a bouffant hair do rising high on her head, smoothly coming down the side of her head ending in a flip up just above her shoulders.  The Viscountess noted that she over used hairspray to keep it glued in place.  The woman was used to being obeyed.

"Madam, I need to check the mansion for electronic bugs and I need to talk to your newest hire, Miss Yang," the Viscountess explained.  Charlotte usually disliked using her title, but it was probably the only reason this woman even gave her an audience.

"You will do no such thing.  You will leave this mansion at once and tell them to send a man, not a woman to do a man's job!!" the Governor's wife screamed.

"As you wish, Madam," Charlotte said was she bowed and walked out of the room.  She had already spotted what was probably a small microphone used to listen in on what was said in the room.  There was no point in pointing that out to the Governor's wife.  She was in no mood to listen to reason.  Charlotte got in her rented MG Convertible, took out a red, white and blue checkered silk square, folded it and placed it over her head, wrapped it under her chin knotting it at the back of her head.  Charlotte shook her head.  The British upper crust could be so pig headed at times.  She started the MG, gunning its engine like a lioness expressing her anger, put the MG in gear and slowly moved towards the main gate.   There were things to do.

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8:25pm East Coast US

Nurse Hillsdale looked into Stacy's drugged eyes.  She was disappointed, but not surprised that she got the same answers as she had from Miss Harris.  The spy stuff didn't reveal itself until she distracted Miss Steward with some forced orgasms, which when combined with the drugs, allowed the nurse to break through the programmed defense that had been planted in Miss Steward's mind.  There was no doubt in the nurse's mind that these two women were government spies.  But she was also convinced that they were working independently and were not on any particular government mission.  That meant that it wasn't an official government investigation and that after disposing of the two nosy bitches, there would be no follow up investigation.  They would be in the clear.

Nurse Hillsdale put a chloroform soaked cloth over Stacy's mouth and nose.  Just enough to keep her out for a few minutes.  Stacy didn't or couldn't fight the application and her eyes, which stared out into space, quickly closed.  The nurse was beginning to think that Silk Scarf Strangler should dispose of these two troublemakers and that they should bury them deep in the forest where their bodies would never be found.  The doctor would still want to perform his lobotomy on Miss Harris, of course.

Nurse Hillsdale moved Stacy's inert body to a cot, putting her on her stomach.  She had already redressed the helpless spy.  Stacy, of course, was aware that she had been redressed.  Even if she hadn't directly known, her clothes just weren't quite right on her body.  Unlike Miss Harris, who was carefully strapped down to avoid leaving bruises, Miss Steward would be a Silk Scarf Strangler girl, which meant that bruises were expected.  Rope burns from hapless struggles with tightly tied bindings.  She smiled.  The straps were nice and secure, but nothing beat a good rope tied woman.    

Stacy's wrists were tied behind her back.  Her arms were tied at the elbows forcing those to touch.  Cord was wrapped above and below Stacy's breasts pinning her arms to her body.  Nurse Hillsdale tied Stacy's legs at the ankles, and above and below the knees.  The nurse undid her stocking garters and pulled Stacy's panties down to her knee ropes.  Her skirt was pushed up.  Stacy was rolled on her side.  A cord was tied to her bound hands, threaded through her legs.  The nurse stopped to tied a string of knots in the rope that went off in a right angle to the rest of the cord and a second knot slightly further along.  The string of knots was forced into Stacy's love hole and the other knot rested on her clit when the end of the cord was tied to Stacy's breast ropes.  Nurse Hillsdale smiled a sadistic smile.  That tight of a crotch rope using rough rope would soon cause Miss Steward agony when she struggled.  

The girl needed a good gag.  This room wasn't soundproof.  Also, medical tape couldn't be used.  Some part might remain on Miss Steward's body, if it was ever found.  Besides, the Silk Scarf Strangler only used handkerchiefs and silk scarves for gags.  The nurse pried Stacy's mouth open and packed in one of the doctor's used handkerchiefs.  It filled Stacy's mouth.  Then she pulled another neatly rolled handkerchief between Stacy's teeth, knotting it tightly behind her head.  This forced the wad deep into her mouth.  The nurse wadded another handkerchief that she packed into Stacy's mouth in front and around the handkerchief stretched through her mouth.  A final handkerchief, the forth used for the gag, was folded into a triangle, folded down, was tied over Stacy's packed mouth pressing everything to compress in her mouth.  The apex of the handkerchief hung down to Stacy's chin.  Nurse Hillsdale took the white silk scarf that she had worn earlier in the day, folded it into a triangle and folded it down.  She tied it over Stacy's nose and mouth so that the apex of the scarf was below her chin.  Not only would this minimize any noise Stacy could make through her nose, it would force Stacy to breathe very slowly to get air and Stacy would have to smell the nurse's favorite hairspray, which the scarf reeked of.

Two other things to do...Stacy's own headscarf was put back over her head and tightly tied under her chin.  The compacted her mouth even more and would keep the gag in place.  And finally, a rope was tied to Stacy's ankles, brought up and tied in a noose around her throat.    If she struggled significantly, she would strangle herself.  As it was, her body was arched back with her feet and head forced up in the air.

Nurse Hillsdale was putting on her coat and preparing to leave.  Stacy moaned into her gag as the light dose of chloroform began to wear off.  It was difficult to breathe and the strong perfume odor saturated her sense of smell.  What feeling she had was of discomfort and she had been violated!  Something rough was in her most sensitive area.  She tried to focus.  She was wearing her clothes, but she knew they had been stripped from her and that she had been redressed.  Stacy desperately wanted to straighten her legs, but the rope around her throat tightened every time she tried.    

"I'm glad that you are awake, Miss Steward.  I wouldn't struggle or you might strangle yourself, which would be a pity because I am so looking forward to doing that myself tomorrow night.  But I do want you to experience the horrors of this place so no more drugs.  The doctor will want you wide awake to watch Miss Harris' lobotomy tomorrow morning.  He will torture you and fuck you, which are pretty much the same thing to him, all day tomorrow before I squeeze the life out of you tomorrow night.  Do you want to be buried in a shallow grave?  Or perhaps weighted down in the river?  Either way, no one will find your body.  You have a good night, Miss Steward...it will be your last night on Earth," Nurse Hillsdale laughed an evil laugh worthy of a bad horror movie villain.   She turned out the light and locked the door behind her.  

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8:45 East Coast US

Nurse Andrea Farr had been bothered by the cloak and dagger spy stuff that she had participated in.  It bothered her to the point that she had to find out if everything was on the up and up.  She watched Nurse Hillsdale leave the building and then drive away.  What Andrea was about to do could get her fired, but she thought that she would be able to sneak in and out without the doctor or Nurse Hillsdale being any the wiser.

Andrea walked into the Sanitarium, wearing street clothes instead of her uniform, telling the night nurse that she was given an assignment by Nurse Hillsdale.  This wasn't that unusual so the night nurse waved her in.  Andrea went to Nurse Hillsdale's office, which was unlocked.  She went inside and directly to the cabinet on the wall that contained the keys for each room in the sanitarium.  Each nurse had a key to that cabinet because they all needed the keys at one time or another.  There were five room keys that the nurses were instructed never to take and to never go in those rooms.  These included the doctor's labs and private examination rooms.  Nurse Farr had certainly never been in them.  She knew, if there was a secret, it would be in one of these rooms.

Andrea gathered up the keys and went quietly to the hallway door that led to the off-limits rooms.  She was still wearing her gray cloth coat and black silk headscarf covering her curly blond hair.  She felt warm from wearing a coat and scarf inside, but she dare not take the time to remove them.  With luck, she could be in and out in five minutes.

She took out her flashlight to navigate the dark hallway.  The narrow beam illuminated the first door.  Andrea tried each key until the lock turned.  The flashlight swept the room.  It looked like a standard medical laboratory.  The same was true of the second room.  So far, so good.

The third room was an examination room.  When she opened the door and scanned the room, there was a body on a weird examination table.  The woman had a sheet over her, but Andrea could tell that she was naked under the sheet.  She came into the room and examined her more closely.  The woman was clearly Miss Harris, the patient they said might be contagious.  There was an oxygen mask over her face, but it was being fed from two different gas cylinders, one oxygen and the other a known sleep agent.  That was very odd.  Nurse Farr concluded that the doctor was trying to keep Miss Harris unconscious.  That was very unusual.

She shined the flashlight on the mask and realized that Miss Harris was gagged with a handkerchief.  Feeling her cheeks, Andrea realized that her mouth was stuffed with something.  She was breathing okay, but there would be no reason to keep the patient gagged.

Andrea carefully lifted the sheet and saw all the restrains applied to Miss Harris and down between her legs there was clear signs of forced sexual activity.  This wasn't right.  She had to go call the police, but she had to be careful.  If the doctor or Nurse Hillsdale knew of a police raid, all this would disappear.  Dare she check the last room?  What could possibly be worse than this?

The last room...at first the flashlight scan showed nothing and then she heard a moan from beyond the examination table.  It came from a cot.  Andrea cane into the room and pointed the light at the cot.  In all her life she had never seen a woman tied up like that, even in the movies or the new television programs.  Desperate eyes looked at her.  The poor woman was slowly being strangled to death.  It was Miss Steward, the woman she had impersonated.

Stacy looked at Nurse Farr.  She assumed that this woman was doing the doctor's or Nurse Hillsdale's bidding.  She had seen no other sanitarium personal in this area.  Stacy tried to say something, but she was well gagged.  Stacy couldn't move her mouth.  The handkerchief stuffing, two of them, forced her mouth open as wide as she could open it without dislocating her jaw.  The taste of unclean cotton filled her mouth, which made her want to retch and throw up.  Stacy knew if she did that, she would choke to death.  The handkerchief tied in her mouth forced the corners of her lips back and cut into them.   The gag was both effect and caused her discomfort, but it was the slowly tightening noose around her neck that was her main concern.  What was this new woman going to do that could make her situation even worse?  Except kill her.  But then, Stacy saw Nurse Farr's face as it came into the light.  There was concern and disgust for what she saw.  This woman might be an ally.  

"I'll get you out of that in a second...if I can find a knife," Andrea whispered.  The flashlight swept several tables and then went back to one...a scalpel.  Andrea went and grabbed it and cut the cord around Stacy's neck.  Stacy let out a grunt of relief.  Andrea then cut the cord holding Stacy's elbows together.  Another grunt of relief.  The cords around Stacy's wrists were more difficult.  Andrea had to be careful not to cut Stacy.  After sawing for a minute, one of the cords gave way and Andrea was able to unwrap the cords from Stacy's wrists.  Pins and needle shot up and down Stacy's arms as she brought them forward and extracted the painful crotch rope.

Andrea went to work on Stacy's leg bindings while Stacy clawed at various levels of her gag.

Just then the door came open and the light was turned on.  Doctor Nichols clapped his hands with a smile on his face and a pistol in his right hand.

"Very good...you almost escaped, Miss Steward.  Miss Farr, I thought you might be a problem.  For a girl, you think too much.  Curiosity kill the cat or in this case, the young nurse with such a promising career.  Oh, let there be no mistake Miss Farr, you are already dead, as is Miss Steward and her friend Miss Harris.  The only question is whether I mistakenly shoot an intruder or you become yet another Silk Scarf Strangler girl?  I prefer the latter, but either is fine with me," the doctor explained to a horrified Andrea, who had not finished untying Stacy's legs.

"You will never get away with this..." Andrea hissed back.

"I love it when my girls use such cliches," the doctor replied with a smile, "Of course, I will.  If you want to live a little longer, you will go to the cabinet and get the bottle of chloroform, pour some on a handkerchief and put it over Miss Steward's mouth and nose.  Then we will discuss how long I will let you live"  Stacy finally had managed to remove the gag from her mouth.  She retched and coughed.

"Don't do it, Miss Farr.  He must be stopped.  He will kill all of us, you can't negotiate with him," Stacy told the nurse, who was shaking.

"I'm sorry, Miss Steward.  I tried to help you, but now I must help myself...every girl for herself," Andrea said as she went to the cabinet and poured the liquid onto the handkerchief.  Andrea was used to difficult patients so she forced the cloth over Stacy's mouth and nose with some expertise.  Stacy fought, but Andrea had position over her and the weight of her body.  The doctor leaned over Andrea's shoulder to watch as Stacy's eyes fluttered and closed.   Stacy slumped onto the cot.

"Excellent...if you want to live longer, let me fuck you," Doctor Nichols said with a smile.

"Fine, whatever.  Just two conditions...I don't want to look at Miss Steward and I don't want to see either of them killed...do it after you kill me or when I'm not present.  Hopefully, I can convince you that I and am more beneficial to you alive," Andrea said to the doctor.

"Agreed...perhaps we can come to an arrangement, "the doctor lied, "But I must take some precautions...back up slowly"  The doctor reached around and unbuttoned the top two buttons of Andrea's coat and pulled it down around her arms, pinning them to her side.

"Oh, and fuck me slowly...if this is my last time with a man, I want it to be memorable," Andrea said and then saw a wadded up handkerchief in front of her face.  She opened her mouth and allowed the doctor to pack the handkerchief in place.  He untied her headscarf at the back of her neck and pulled it off Andrea's head.  He quickly folded it, wrapped it in her mouth twice and knotted it over her hair.   Andrea grunted with each pull of the scarf, realizing that the good doctor had made her quite helpless.  She was at his mercy and she knew he had none.

The doctor turned Andrea around so she was looking away from Stacy's inert chloroformed body, which offered no sign of help anyway.  The doctor pushed Andrea face first over the examination table, he pushed up her coat, skirt and slip.  He fondled her butt, undid her garters and pulled her satin panties down.  He fondled her butt once again.  He was already hard and undid his pants letting them drop to the floor.  He pulled his underpants down and thrust into Andrea's butt.  Andrea cried out despite her gag.  She had never been used this way and it wasn't erotic.  The good doctor pumped her from behind and she cried into the gag each time he did.  He did break one promise.  He came quickly.  Andrea could feel the flow of the human enema retreating after he withdrew.  

The doctor smiled as her turned Andrea over, facing him and Andrea looked horrified as the doctor's manhood hardened up again.  He would take her the old fashioned way next.  Wasting no time, he pushed inside of her and then there was an additional thrust as if the doctor was pushed from behind, causing Andrea to gasp through her gag.  But the doctor had a strange look.  His eyes rolled up and he slipped to the floor.  Stacy was standing there holding a heavy piece of equipment with blood on it.  The doctor was dead before he hit the floor.

Stacy took the gag out of Andrea's mouth and freed her arms.

"That was brilliant, Miss Farr.  You switched the chloroform with some other drug," Stacy said with amazement.

"Please call me Andrea.  I used to do magic in college.  I never thought that I would use it in a live or dead situation.  I only hoped that you would understand what I was doing," Andrea explained.

"And I'm Stacy.  I did as soon as I smelled whatever was on that cloth.  I'm sorry it took me so long to get free.  You sacrificed your body to save us and Susan," Stacy said.

"It was a good trade getting fucked in the behind by that madman in order to live," Andrea admitted with a half smile, "Now what?"

"We get out of here with Susan and call the police," Stacy said, hoping it would be that easy.

"HOLY SHIT!!!!," Nurse Hillsdale bellowed in the doorway, having returned from a late dinner, "They have killed the doctor and are trying to escape.  Night nurse bring chloroform and assist me!!! NOW!!!"

Stacy and Andrea both turned to look at Nurse Hillsdale who looked even bigger wrapped in her coat.  The night nurse arrived looking uncertain as to what to do.  She had never used chloroform on any patient ever.  She hadn't even known that the sanitarium had any until she looked in the drug cabinet.

"Well pour some on a cloth and put it over Nurse Farr's face, just like in the movies," Nurse Hillsdale commanded, "I'll take care of the bitch that killed the doctor"

Nurse Farr ran towards Nurse Hillsdale, who swung an arm sending Andrea hard into the wall, stunning her.  Almost knocked unconscious, Andrea fought to regain her composure.  The night nurse stepped in front of Andrea and clamped the cloth saturated with chloroform over Andrea's face.   Stacy, seeing that Andrea was losing her battle, circled around and kicked the night nurse in the side causing the night nurse to double over and back away from Andrea.  Then Stacy attacked Nurse Hillsdale with a kick to her stomach.  The large nurse laughed and moved in to corner the smaller lady spy.  The night nurse recovered, tentatively approached Andrea, who tried to explain to the night nurse what had happened, but the dead body of the doctor was too much for the night nurse.  The night nurse lunged at Andrea, who sidestepped the woman with ease.  Andrea grabbed the hand holding the chloroform cloth, turned her attacker around and forced  her to lean backwards over the examination table.   Andrea used the weight of her body to force the cloth over the night nurse's mouth and nose.  Strangely, the night nurse seemed relieved to be on the receiving end of the chloroform.  She inhaled deeply either because she didn't realized what would happen or wanted it to happen quicker.  The night nurse was  rapidly succumbing to the drug.

"You idiot, fight the bitch!" Nurse Hillsdale screamed realizing that her ally was losing her fight.  Nurse Hillsdale, however was getting the best of Stacy, having learned from their last fight.  Stacy was getting in punches and kicks, but nothing seemed to slow the nurse down.  The nurse's coat provided extra padding and the nurse was successfully protecting her head.  Nurse Hillsdale glanced over in time to see the night nurse's eyes flutter and close.  At that moment, Stacy finally caught her in the side of the head with a spin kick.  The blow staggered Nurse Hillsdale, who thought of dealing with Nurse Farr first, getting the chloroform cloth and then finishing off Stacy.  Only the blow not only distracted her from Nurse Farr, it had left Stacy on the cot and in a helpless position.

Nurse Hillsdale pounced on Stacy, grabbed Stacy's headscarf that was on the bed and wrapped it around Stacy's throat.  She pulled the scarf tighter and Stacy's fists pounded the nurse's chest ineffectively.  Stacy tried to grab the scarf to try and loosen its stranglehold.  Nurse Hillsdale loved this part.  The life being squeezed out of the helpless woman.  Then she felt Nurse Farr on her back.  Before she could shake her off, the cloth was clamped over Nurse Hillsdale's face.  The nurse bucked as she pulled the scarf even tighter around Stacy's throat.  Andrea held on for dear live...Stacy's life.  It was a race to see who would succumb first.  And then with her last bit of energy, Stacy punched Nurse Hillsdale in the gut, knocking the wind out of her.  The nurse gasped for air, but got the sleep drug instead.  She relaxed her hold on the scarf and tried to dislodge the cloth around her face, but it was too late.  She collapsed onto the floor.

An hour later, the police were there.  Nurse Hillsdale, the night nurse and two other night nurses from other parts of the sanitarium were lying on the ground outside the sanitarium.  All were hogtied.  Their mouths stuffed with one of the doctor's handkerchiefs and a scarf bound over their mouths to secure the gag.  Stacy did not want them talking to each other before they were questioned.  It was quite possible that all the night nurses were innocent, but Andrea and Stacy were taking no chances.  Susan was actually up and walking around, if a bit shakily.

The police were trying to grasp all that had happened, but there was ample evidence indicating that Nurse Hillsdale and the doctor were the Silk Scarf Strangler, including a map where other bodies were buried.

The man in the corner office was both relieved and displeased to hear from Stacy.  Even after she explained all that had happened and that she and Susan had helped capture these serial killers, he was fuming.  He talked to the police and explained that this was a national security issue.  All the credit for the capture must be given to Nurse Farr.  Miss Steward and Miss Harris must not even appear in their reports.  They would get a call from the White House to confirm this.  He then talked to Miss Farr telling her the same thing and that she was a hero.  She kept saying "But, But, But..."  Finally, the phone was given back to Stacy.  

"How soon can you and Agent Harris get your butts to Hong Kong, Agent Steward?"

To be continued...
Lady Spies - The Golden Dragon Affair - Chapter 3
Our Lady Spies, Stacy and Susan, find themselves all tied up with the Silk Scarf Strangler at the Riverdale Sanitarium, where the staff is crazier than the patients.  Susan may lose her mind literally...lobotomies do that to you. Meanwhile in Hong Kong, the Dragon Lady is setting plans in motion to get the information necessary to get the documents inside the Golden Dragon, which her crew previously stole from the Governor's mansion.

Like always...lots of bondage.  Lots of chloroformings.  Lots of unexpected twists and turns...and lots of squirming in ropes.  Helpless heroines...oh, and sex, of course! :evillaugh:  Pretty Ladies giving their all for Uncle Sam!  


Chapter 2 can be found here   Lady Spies - The Golden Dragon Affair - Chapter 2
This story is a fetish bondage story, which includes both consensual and non-consensual sexual acts.  If such things bother you, please don't read it.  It is tongue-in-cheek fiction.  The author would not wish these things to happen to anyone, male or female, in real life.  
Thomas Silk
Copyright 2016 Knotty Silk Scarf Productions

It was 1961 at the height of the Cold War...
"Well, Susan...I see that you are awake, "Nurse Hillsdale said with an evil grin,  "The doctor will be in shortly to prepare you mentally for your lobotomy tomorrow, which is to say that he will screw you until you are ready to die.  Your so-called sister made an appointment to visit you later today.  We will give her an appropriate welcome.  Hopefully, she can watch your operation as you become a vegetable.
But first, it is time to get some truth out of you.  You know...who you really are...who that sister of yours really is...who you both are worki
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Chapter 1 can be found here  Lady Spies - The Golden Dragon Affair - Chapter 1
This story is a fetish bondage story, which includes both consensual and non-consensual sexual acts.  If such things bother you, please don't read it.  It is tongue-in-cheek fiction.  The author would not wish these things to happen to anyone, male or female, in real life.  
Thomas Silk
Copyright 2016 Knotty Silk Scarf Productions

It was 1961 at the height of the Cold War...
The light was so bright.  It was one of those large examination lights mounded on a metal arm.  The light was positioned directly over Susan perhaps six feet away and it was shining at its brightest level.  Susan tried to focus.  Then there was a shadow that leaned in and a second one.  One had a nurse's hat on and the other she assumed was a doctor.  As their faces appeared from the shadows, Susan could see that both the doctor and nurse wore masks.
Susan squirmed, but she was strapped to some sort of examining chair.  The medical gown she
 

The model in the picture is Angela Faith...looks like a Lady Spy to me...
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lovegaggeddamsel Featured By Owner Jun 19, 2016
I have watched your 2 videos by "Silenced ladies":"In really was my twin sister"with Chloe Night and Loren Chance and "Unsatisfied scarf buyer" with Paige Richards and (poor girl RIP)Natali Demore....Wow!!😍😍.2 stunning DID scenarios...These two videos are old,but are two of the best bondage situations I have never seen....the twice gags,made by a wadded and folded big handkerchief stuffed in Chloe and Natali mouth and a scarf otm gagged(cleave in case of Natali)tight by two female captors(Loren Chance and Paige Richards) are gorgeous!!!They are the sexiest gags that I have never seen and looks like effective...the girls are well silenced...gag talking is very limited.Congratulations😊.I would see bondage models of these days in sites,more often gagged in that way,instead of boring ball gags.....😊
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knottysilkscarf Featured By Owner 6 days ago
Thank you for the kind words.  We do our best to give our customers quality videos.  Paige, Loren and Natali (RIP) were/are excellent models who could ad lib dialogue and could give realistic performances.  

I agree with you concerning ball gags. 
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Rob66 Featured By Owner Feb 12, 2016
Thanks for faving today's PhM drawing of the abduction in progress :) (Smile)
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knottysilkscarf Featured By Owner Feb 15, 2016
Thanks for the thank you, but it really isn't necessary to thank me every time I fav one of your artist's drawing.
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Rob66 Featured By Owner Feb 15, 2016
Got it!  Then consider this a thank you for all and I will add you to the list of people who have told me the same thing :)
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Rob66 Featured By Owner Jan 28, 2016
Thanks for faving the Dave Annis art posted today!
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Rob66 Featured By Owner Jan 13, 2016
Thanks for faving today's post of Alazar's art.  I'm glad you liked it!
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carmag34 Featured By Owner Jan 8, 2016
Thanks for faving!
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george-kouros Featured By Owner Jan 6, 2016
if you need a male bondage model i will volunteer!!!
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knottysilkscarf Featured By Owner Jan 7, 2016
You and about a few thousand other guys.   Unfortunately, I am not doing any photo shoots.  If I did, I would still have to pay the female models.  Given that, I would rather tie the women up.  No offense intended.
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