Free The Perils of Judge Julia by DrkFetyshNyghts Page B

this place, wherever this place was, she could feel Mandy's smirk. She could feel it as though it was crawling all over her. She could feel her smirking at her trembling and she could feel her smirking at what had happened to her on that ride so far. Smirking at her crude exposure and immobilisation now. And probably smirking about what was going to happen to her in the immediate future. It had to be the immediate future because Julia was convinced that in the longer term, there was no future for her. She had convinced herself that terrible things were going to happen to her, and then she would be disposed of. She was convinced that she was going to suffer terribly before being discarded. She let out an extra ripple of trembles at that thought. She was certainly right about some of what she feared the most.
    Judge Julia whimpered as the sack was roughly loosened from around her neck. She craned her neck and her head, feeling quite rightly that she was a mess. It took a while for the Judge's eyes to become accustomed to the strong fluorescent lighting after the sack had been removed. When she could see again, because of her high, bondaged arms, she could see only in front of her.
    "Oh m-my g-god, p-please, n-no p-please "
    It wasn't really sense she uttered. Just a mumbled nothing and the colour drained from her face slowly the more into focus her own reflection became. The stark contrast of her trademark red lips made her appear noire as she took on a deathly pale, almost ghostly pallor. Her own, full reflection glared back at her from a large, wide and tall mirror and it was like she was looking at someone else not herself. She almost detached herself from that reflection, in her own melting mind feeling sorry for the 'creature' looking back at her and then the realisation that she WAS that creature. The colour draining more and the sound, and the feel of her own heartbeat. Her chest expanding and contracting with each and every breath. With each and every breath the constriction of the leather strapping holding her rigid in the chair, her breasts, not really still in the mess of a dress and not really out of it, bulging and threatening to overspill. As her eyes cleared Julia just looked at herself, at first as though she didn't recognise that person looking back at her, but then her eyes fixed as though mesmerised. The full horror of her predicament slowly but surely dawning on her. The bondage terrified. The humiliation bit soul deep. A large hole had been crudely but deliberately cut and torn in the pantihose at her crotch and her darkly haired genitalia was totally exposed. Because of the enforced spread of her legs, her sex was peeled open. The pink of her cunt slit could be seen, and if desired, molested, with ease.
    "I know how much you like the word 'creature' so I will use it frequently! At the moment 'Judge Julia', you are just a helpless 'creature'. By the time you see the outside world again, you will be a sex-addicted and 'disgusting' 'creature'. Do you understand?"
    Mandy's words registered with Julia and she shook her head to the negative. To be fair to the Judge, it wasn't so much a disagreement that she was shaking her head to, as another sign of her crumbling beneath the shell. But it was true, what was being said. Deep down she knew it was true. She understood but just didn't want to agree with what Mandy was telling her because that would seem like she was simply sealing her fate. It was like she was in some form of adolescent denial. It was a bizarre sight – an eighteen year old, barely more than a youth, taking charge and overseeing what was to be the complete and utter destruction of an older, mature woman. A woman of Judge Julia's immense standing in the community to. Even more bizarre that this older, mature woman, had been only a short time before, an icon of authority, law and order. Julia could do nothing but stare at herself in the mirror. Her eyes just would not leave that bondaged, helpless,