There's a feeling of desperation and sadness hanging over the dungeon today, after the loss of two of our happy family. A was working on installing a padlock on "the door", to prevent any others from going in. She'll finish the installation after our two friends return.

Most of our ladies were otherwise busy, but I picked up on SexSlave just poking around the sleeping cells. She had made up the rooms for our two missing ladies, and was just aimlessly wandering around. I got her attention, and wandered out into the main room for a little relaxation bondage.

Stretching her out on a mat, I decided to do an old-fashioned hogtie on her. Using some large-diameter cotton rope, washed and rewashed until it is supple as old leather, I started by winding several loops on her ankles, and doing a careful job, got them snug. Followed up on her wrists, leaving enough extra rope to run up through the drop hook overhead. Finished up with a strong, supportive connection to her ankle knots, and hoisted her up into the air. Added a couple of things here and there; a few clothespins, a small vibe.

Just then, jenny was walking past, on her way from breakfast cleanup in the kitchen. I encouraged her to join our play, and she happily took her place in some handy head and shoulder stocks. Grabbing a paddle, I started warming up her bottom.... and she started making some lovely noises.

It seemed as though the sound of happy play cut though the pall hanging over the dungeon. I noticed Mastermike came out from his quarters with a companion: not sure who it was, as she had a bondage hood on. They both headed to a spanking bench. I could hear Mobius' voice from the punishment pool area, and some laughter from there as well.

Starting to get a little short-handed here. We may just have to make another raid or two to get a few more ladies to play with!