Knotinghill Stories

Episode 1: The Phantom Knot

My mother (Erica) and my best frieds mother (Andera) 
had been friends since high school, and they had 
done everything together. They had stuck thru 
good and bad times. And after the devorce, they had 
moved in together. Andera had her daughter Stacy 
that was my age. And my name is Eric. But 
unforgently
for me was not going to be male for long. The women 
hated males. Stacy had broken up with her boyfriend. 
She was 16. And the breasts was starting to show.
They had started an secret community; only for 
women. I was not included. I didn't feel good about 
that. I had tried to get some information about it 
from Stacy, but she didn't talk. Not even if I tried 
to brib her. 

One day I came home from school I knew something was 
up from the moment I was geting into the living 
room. They all sat there looking at me. Erica locked 
the door behind me, and then she told me to sit. She 
stood behind me, and placed her hands firmly on my 
shoulders. 
- Eric, Stacy tells us that you have been trying to 
brib her to tell you about our secret. Since you 
can't keep your noose out of our business, we have 
to take action. 
I could feel the hands dig in. Suddenly I could feel 
her grabing my hands, and tying them behind my back. 
I struggled. But Andera and Stacy helped her. And it 
took them 3 minutes before I was tied up on the 
floor. They carried me into the car, and they sat in 
and drove off. I couldn't see where we was going, 
but I could feel the bumby roads.

When we finally stoped, they got me out. We was in a 
very remote location. I had never been there before. 
I could see a large cabin, forrest and a lake. Not 
an industrail sound was heard. They carried me into 
the cabin, and put me in a chair. Stacy tied me to 
the chair with more ropes, diging into my skin.
- Eric, from now on you will be a full member for 
Knotinghill Community. But as you know, it is only 
for women. That means that you can't be a male 
anymore. You will be trained, and you will finally 
give into us. Is that understood? Asked Erica.
- But mom! I cried.
- There is no buts! Do you understand? she asked 
again, taking a hold of my hair. 
- Yes! I cried out.
Erica noded, and Stacy took out a bag. She emptied 
it on the floor. Andera had disapeared, but came now 
out from one of the rooms. She had on a tight white 
blouse, a short black skirt and a white half apron. 
Her feet was in 5" heels. She curtsied to Stacy and 
Erica. She took the items from the floor, and walked 
over to me. Erica untied me, while Stacy held me 
down. When I was untied, they striped me for my 
cloths. 
- Females wears G-Strings, not boxers. said Erica. 
Andera started to put a G-String on me. I tried to 
fight it, but Erica and Stacy was holding me 
securely. They also put a bra on me. Then they 
retied me to the chair. Stacy waxed my legs, and 
then they put pantyhouses on me. A short skirt. They 
wadded the bra. And then the put a white blouse on 
me. Stacy grined as she put the apron me. 

They kept me tied to the chair. They had gagged me 
with a towel. And I could see them burning my cloths 
in the fire place. The knots was placed out of 
reach. And I knew then, that this is where I would 
be for a long time. They laughed. What else could 
they do to me? I was unsure. That night I cried 
while I tried to sleep tied up spread eagle in a 
bed. I had lost myself, and be turned into a girl. 

DAY 1

The next morning I was kept tied up on my wrists. 
They had a leash around my neck, and my mom (Erica) 
was holding it. I was kneeling. The door opened on 
the other side of the room. And Andrea came out with 
Stacy on a leash. Stacy was dressed in a black 
minidress with a white apron and heels. Stacy had 
her hands tied behind her. Andrea told her to kneel 
beside me. The women brought some more ropes, and 
they tied me and Stacy together. They tied our hands 
behind our back, long ropes around our chest and 
arms. And then our bodies together. Then they tied 
our legs together. Long ropes was tied around our 
waists, and pulled between our legs. and tied firmly 
in place. I could feel helplessly tied to Stacy. I 
had no control over what happend to use. Somewhat 
insane feeling of insanity and a thrilling feeling. 
A knot was tied into the rope between our legs. 
Andrea called it a phantom knot. Then they gagged us 
with two towels. They laid us on the floor, and then 
tied the heels together and to our feet. I could 
feel the drafty floor.