| Kirsten was busy getting ready, anxious as to what the next couple
days would bring! Tomorrow morning sharp her roommate Sandy was going for
the summer, and she would have the whole apartment to herself for the summer,
not to mention the day after that was her birthday, and a very special
birthday at that! She’d be 19 and legally entitled to her inheritance!
Her parents had been rich, very rich. It didn't help them though, they
had been both killed in a car accident four years before. Since Kirsten
had been ready to go away to school at the time anyway she had done just
that, living off a meager 600 a month allowance ever since. But on her
19th birthday all the cold hard cash she had inherited would be deposited
into her bank account and she could pretty much do what she wanted. And
boy did she have some shopping planned!
But in the meantime, she had some more intimate fun planned, starting about five seconds after her room mate left the door! Kirsten had always had a love of bondage, but unfortunately she didn't have anyone she trusted enough to play with so she had had to do it much on her own. That was okay, she was a smart girl and had managed over time to find some ways to make her bondage inescapable until she wanted to get out. The problem was that her room-mate was home a lot, and there just weren't many opportunities to partake in her favorite joy. The main time was when Sandy was out with her girlfriend, but they had broken up a couple weeks before and Kirsten was just about screaming for some time alone. Even when she knew Sandy would be out for the day she rarely risked more than a couple hours tightly secured in case Sandy decided to come home early. But with Sandy out of the way Kirsten could indulge her passion for pretty much as long as she liked. Tomorrow right after Sandy left she planned a twelve hour session, three times longer than she had ever been bound before. She had thought of everything! And it was but one night away. She had already lubricated the locks she would be using, and her cuffs were oiled and polished. The hood was ready, having had a generous amount of leather oil rubbed into it's supple exterior and rubbed gently to make the leather supple. The hood was really a work of genius, and like many of her toys she had made it herself. She was quite handy with her hands, and had long since found she could make most bondage gear .She tried it on, enjoying the feeling of helplessness that came with it. The inside of the hood was lined with rubber latex that fit her face and head perfectly. There were two tubes that fit into her nose, through which she could breath. The whole hood was padded, with extra padding over the eyes .A rubber bladder went into the mouth with a rubber oval shaped flap inside that went in the mouth between the lips and teeth. Outside a pump bulb like the ones on a doctors blood pressure cuff would fill the bladder and gag her completely. Very little sound could travel through the hood, but what did could easily be blocked out by the set of headphones she had sewn into the thick lining. There was a single hole in the back of the hood through which she could feed her long blonde hair. This made it come out the back in a tight ponytail. The back of the hood laced shut, then a flap zippered over the laces and the fob of the zipper clipped into a tiny hook at the bottom of the hood. Finally a collar fastened at the base of the hood locked over the zipper fob and had a ring on it at the front of the hood( handy when you wanted to attach cuffs to the collar of the hood. Once on the hood quite effectively cut off all sight, the ability to speak, and with the headphones the ability to hear anything other than what was coming through the headphones. At present the jack to the headphones was plugged into her computer. She listened carefully and half closed the hood as she adjusted the volume on her computer. She had taken the sound from several bondage avi's she had on her computer and formed them into a loop of about four hours in length. That way while she was tightly bound and enjoying herself the only sound she would hear were the sounds of submissive ladies like herself, moaning, sobbing, breathing heavily, being whipped their cries of both pleasure and pain. It would set a nice mood while she herself enjoyed her own world of ecstasy. The four hour loop would play itself out, then begin again new. The file was huge, nearly 200 megs alone, but worth it. But it was important to get the volume just right. She wanted it to be ever present in her world while bound but she didn't want it to be so loud as to give her a headache, after all there would be no escaping those sounds for a full twelve hours! Just the thought of this made her wet and excited, but dared not play with herself, she was saving that, she would have plenty of stimulation tomorrow! She looked at the egg. She LOVED the egg. Once inside her and activated it wiggled and jiggled her sex till she thought she would scream. She had used it one other time, but there had been a problem .There was only a single double A battery in it and the last time she had used it the battery had run out about an hour in. The egg took little time to get her going but it sort of evened out after awhile, and just by itself it took awhile before she could come to climax from the egg alone. When it had started to run down she had been left wanting, unable to climax, and had stayed in that state for the whole other hour of her bondage. There would be no such problem this time. What she had done was unhook the wires out of the cheap plastic holder and hook them to a big lantern battery. This she figured should be able to last her throughout her twelve hour ordeal, hopefully keeping her in a constant state of excitement and hopefully more than a few orgasms. Having gotten the volume just right she tested out the rest of her equipment. The butt plug she would be using was inflatable. She inflated it and checked it over, and deflated it. It would be the first time for it's use, and she wasn't too sure about it. She had never used a butt plug before but the idea of it turned her on immensely. She supposed she would decide on that tomorrow. She looked at the nipple clamps. These she was definitely using. She had thought long and hard about it. They were the Chinese clover type, with one minor little difference. Like most clover clamps they got tighter as they were pulled on but these had little stainless needles embedded in the rubber, so that once they were tight they would start to dig into the nipples a little bit, but probably not enough to do any damage, just enough to cause a little extra discomfort and anxiety. She licked her lips as she thought about it. To tighten them she had something very special. She had gone to the hardware store and gotten a very small little motor used for the vent for furnaces. Furnaces used these things to slowly open vents over a period of hours. This meant that the motor turned very slowly, about 1/2 rotation per hour. The string attached to her claps would be tied loosely to the chain for the clamps, and the other end wound around the shaft for the motor. It was a work of art. The next thing she had to check was perhaps the most important, as it would be her release system. She had in her computer an x-10 module. In the frame of her bed was a special kind of deadbolt run by electricity. When activated it snapped open. The chain that she used had one large link at the end and this link went into a hole in the bed frame where the bolt was. When the power was turned off the bolt snapped shut and prevented removing the link. But as soon as the power returned the bolt slid back releasing the chain. The chain would be attached to her right wrist and would allow her to retrieve the keys that would let her get completely free. But until the timer in her computer ran out and signaled the deadbolt, she would be prisoner. It was pretty simple to wire actually, and she could think of a lot of ways to employ the same kind of method. But she liked to be lying down and comfortable when she was bound, it removed alot of distractions. It was getting late and she wanted to go to bed and be well rested for tomorrows adventure. She put on her nighty and made out of her room to the bathroom. Sandy was in the living room packing a few things for her summer at home. "Hey Babe!" came Sandy’s usual cheerful greeting." "Uh, hi, All set to go home tomorrow?" "Sheesh girl the way you talk you would think yer happy to be rid of me!" Kirsten smiled to herself. If only she knew how much she was hoping to be rid of her! Sandy was a nice girl, and a terrific room mate but she did have a way of getting in the way of Kirsten’s bondage fun. "Hey aren't you going to take your computer?" "Oh I'll pack that up in the morning before I go. Besides I was going to do a little late night web surfing tonight. You going to bed?" "Uh yeah, soon. I have sort of a big day tomorrow." "Oh yeah? Got a hot date Hun?" Kirsten laughed. Although she knew she was easy on the eyes she hadn't had too many boyfriends in the time they had been rooming together. Sandy only liked women and not men, and made no secret of it. Many of the people thought that sandy and Kirsten were lovers, but sandy had always had other girlfriends, at least until recently when she had broken up with her latest love over Sandy's going home for the summer. Kirsten wouldn't have minded getting to know Sandy a little more intimately, but she wasn't sure. She had never been with a woman before, and while the thought of Sandy's beautiful figure holding control of her in bondage had been the source of many a fantasy she was way too shy to ever approach her on it and she just didn't think Sandy saw her that way. So instead of ruining a good friendship she kept her fantasies to herself. And Kirsten did like men too, so when she had dated, it had been with men. Kirsten excused herself and went to the bathroom and got ready for bed. She said goodnight to Sandy and went to bed, though it wasn't easy to go to sleep. She was too excited. Tomorrow was going to be a big day! The next morning she woke up early for her, about ten o’clock. Sandy was already up (or was that still? She could never tell, the girl seemed to operate perfectly on no sleep at all) and was finishing packing her computer. Most of her stuff was already in her car and this was the last thing . Sandy stayed while Kirsten made breakfast and ate with her. Then Kirsten saw her off .She smiled and went upstairs to the apartment. She had herself a nice bath and shaved carefully, including her sex. She had kept it clean shaven for quite a while now, having read somewhere on the internet that it was something that slaves often did. And besides it just felt nice and sexy to be clean shaven down there. Then she made strait for the bedroom. Even though she was anxious to start it was sort of like denial to put it off. She took out her stuff for this little adventure. At the last minute she decided to put on some latex leggings and gloves. The gloves would make it more difficult to unchain herself when it was all over but she liked the way they looked on her. The leggings were black same as the gloved and completely covered her leg from her toes to the top of her thighs. She just loved them She carefully rolled them on being careful to not get any wrinkles. They were tight on her legs hugging them delightfully. She attached the leg cuffs over the leggings and snapped the padlocks shut. All her padlocks were keyed alike, a key for any would open them all. She had learned over the last couple years that this made life ALOT easier. She Then put on her belt. This she had also made herself. It had a waist part, and another strap that went between her legs from the back and both waist and strap went to a staple in the front. A padlock normally secured it in place, but she didn't want that just yet, she had some other things to do first. First she slipped the egg in. The control for the egg was connected to an x-10 module and would turn itself on about a half hour after she was bound, and with it’s new battery should last the full twelve hours. It was now that she started the program on her computer that controlled both her release and egg and the power for the motor leading to the clamps. She also started the sound for the hood and plugged in the headphones of the hood. She stretched out the chains from the four corners of her big bed. Her plan was to be spread eagled for the whole day. She was almost ready. She looked in her toy bag to see if there was any last minute inspiration. She smelled the leather of the flogger she wished she had someone to use. It’s aroma filled her nostrils and put her in the mood. But there wasn't anything in the bag that jumped out at her so she put the bag away .She took two padlocks and locked her ankles as close to the posts of her bed as she could. That way she would be spread open helplessly while she was bound. IT was difficult to lock them so widely spread apart but she had practiced this same position once or twice before and managed it with a practiced hand. With her feet secured she made sure the chains for her wrists were accessible and then picked up the butt plug. She considered it for a moment, then figured, nothing ventured nothing gained. She took some jelly off her nightstand and lubed it very carefully. It took her a couple tries before she realized that she too had to be lubed, so she carefully slid a lubed finger inside of her .It was definitely a different sort of feeling. But she didn't dislike it so she slowly slid the plug in. She quickly realized that her body instinctively tried to push it out. She tried to relax but it came out. She pushed it home again but this time she was ready, and once it's slender shaft was fully inserted she gave the pump a couple of quick squeezes. The bladder of the plug inflated with the most incredible feeling she had ever felt in her life. She thought she had never felt anything quite like it. Because of the wide flared base it couldn't go all the way in, but also it now could not come out either. She loved it! She gave the bulb a couple more pumps and it filled her inside. She wasn't sure how big it had gotten but it felt positively huge. Also she could feel the pressure in her pussy, and she realized she was incredibly wet at this point. She reasoned that if a little felt this good....well. She gave the bulb a couple more tentative squeezes. She thought she would burst right there and then. It wasn't exactly uncomfortable , more like she NEEDED to do something down there but couldn’t. She decided this was definitely going to be a part of her adventure and brought the strap up and locked it before she could change her mind. Next the clamps would have to go on. She carefully stimulated one nipple with her finger and then placed the clamp over it gently. Without any pull on the chain they weren't that tight. She then did the other nipple. She could feel the little points sticking in ever so slightly into her nipples. Then she carefully situated herself as she would be when she was tied and lifted the chain up to the string hanging from the motor. She tied the string to the chain so that it was just a little shy of being taught. The string would be taken up by the motor over time so she didn't want it TOO tight or she very well may regret it later. In fact, she was very much hoping she might regret it later! There were three padlocks left, and of course the hood. She Put the hood over her head and adjusted it so that the bladder was in her mouth and the nose tubes in her nose. The disk took a second or two to get inside her mouth. Then she began to lace up the hood. The sound was already playing, and as she did this her ears were treated to the sounds of a lady receiving a fine whipping and sobbing out the count of the strokes. At that moment she envied her. Her world was going dark and the rubber lining of the hood molded itself to the shape of her head. She was tightening the laces slowly and carefully. She had learned long ago that too tight wasn't any more fun, and could cause a dilly of a headache so she took this part carefully. Once the laces were tight enough she slid the flap over them and did up the zipper and carefully hooked the fob into it's little clasp. Then the thick collar fastened over the works, and she fumbled for a padlock and secured the hood. Next she tightened the strap under the chin of the hood. This kept her mouth closed and further prevented her defeating the gag. The bulb for the gag was pumped up a few times and it filled her mouth. She filled it until she couldn't take one pump more. She tried to talk a little to test it out. It was more than effective. Her head now felt as if it was somehow not there at all. It was an incredible feeling this hood, and she was very happy with it. She carefully placed a pillow under her encased head to make it comfortable. Then she fumbled for another padlock and hooked it into the ring on her left cuff. She also fumbled for the keys and clipped them carefully to the ring on her belt. She DIDN'T want to lose track of those! She reached up with her left wrist and found the chain, and stretched as far as she could. Then when it was as taught as she could make it, she reached with her right hand and hooded the padlock into the chain and snapped it shut. There was one thing left to do, secure her right wrist. The point of no return. Up until now she could have used the keys to free herself but once her last wrist was secured she was stuck for the full twelve hours. She took stock for a minute to think if she had forgotten anything. The front door was locked, she had been to the bathroom(though the butt plug made it feel differently) and all the timers were set and working. Time to start. She reached for the last padlock , found it and hooked it into the ring of the cuff. She stretched as far as she could and found the chain and hooked it through the link entirely by feel. This was the most difficult part because she couldn't reach very well. She tried to wriggle and found she had almost no room for movement. It was very tight, but this was exactly what she was hoping for. She could lift her encased head just the very little bit the thick posture collar of the hood allowed but that was about it. She swung the body of the lock towards the shackle. Once more she took stock. She wasn't sure about the plug. IT was VERY disconcerting. But a little voice inside of her said "too bad slave! Live with it. She took a deep breath through the rubber nose tubes and pushed the lock closed. She could feel, but not hear it clicking shut. At first she just sat back and enjoyed. She tested her bonds, pulling on them lightly, then with all her strength but they wouldn't budge. She was beginning to think she had made a mistake using the plug , or at least filling it so much, but it was too late now. Her body was constantly trying to eject the invader but it was unable to move it one way or the other. It was a delicious feeling. She laid there for what seemed like hours enjoying the feeling of being stretched and secured and filled while the delightful moans of a submissive lady filled her world. She wasn't sure how much time had passed since she started the program, but she thought it was maybe twenty-five minutes or so. That meant in another five minutes the egg would start it's devilish work. She couldn't wait! But she thought, she also had very little choice in the matter. For twelve hours she would endure it's incessant vibration, unable to either help it along it's way to her completion or stop it in any way. Yipee! Then all of a sudden everything went wrong. The egg started alright, making her jump almost right out of her skin. That wasn't the problem, the problem was that unlike with the old battery this was MUCH more intense. Her whole sex vibrated with incredible fury right down to her very soul. It was incredible. The only problem was she was sure she was going to pull herself apart .The feeling was WAY too intense for her to stand for twelve hours straight. She was already so excited she could feel the walls of her sex contracting around the egg, which of course only increased the sensation. She twisted in the chains, but was unable to move. She was a mewing in the gag to no effect. Her world was isolation and the sound of a lady being whipped, and her backside filled, and that incredible feeling in her pussy, and then it stopped. As abruptly as it had started the egg stopped. Not only that, but so did the sound from the headphones, though she could hear nothing from the room she couldn't hear the moaning woman anymore either. She listened carefully trying to hear if the computer had some kind of malfunction. No that didn't make sense, even if the power went off the uninterruptible power supply would kick in. If it was just the egg she would have thought it had malfunctioned or burnt out from the big battery, but the sound had stopped too. All kinds of scenarios went through her mind. Okay don't panic she thought, lets think this through. Now I know the computer is still running, if it wasn't the x-10 would have released the bolt. So that wasn't it. Okay worst case scenario, I wait it out and I'm released on schedule. But what had gone wrong? Oh my god she thought, what if someone was there? What if some person had broken in and turned everything off? No that can't be, she would have heard something. But would she have? Through he headphones and the hood would she have heard anything? NO GET THAT OUT OF YOUR MIND. No one is here she convinced herself. With a start she realized that the egg was on the same program that controlled the bolt for the release. If IT wasn't working then neither was the bolt. OHMIGOD.She started to panic and thrash a bit but the heavy thick leather cuffs held her securely and the chains didn't give one bit. Then something odd happened, she felt the nipple clamps start to tighten. Now nothing made sense. The motor for the nipple clamps and the bolt and the egg were all controlled by the same program. Why would one work and not the other? AS if to answer her question a voice came over the headphones. "Hey Babe!" Inside her hood Kirsten turned white as a ghost. Sandy knew! What the hell was she doing? She twisted around trying in vain to sense her presence. No that didn't make sense she had seen her leave hadn't she? "Okay time to let you off the hook babe. a listening? Gee I guess you are aren't you? Bondage huh? Do you have any idea how may times I've seen you all tied up and wanted to do this? Well lemme tell you it's alot hun! Oh but I'm ruining all your fun aren't I ? Okay well I tell you what, I'll make you a deal. See you really didn't think this one through babe.Now how did you expect to have any fun with that lil eggie poo just going all the time? Now I think yer missing the point dear. So I've made some corrections of sorts. Here’s the deal. You just sit back and enjoy. I've got quite a lot of entertainment in store for you . Every fifteen minutes you are going to get to feel that lil egg driving you nutzoid. But only for a little while. I figure with that extra punch battery you go t there babe it should take about seven minutes or so for you to come. So I think maybe what three four minutes ought to get you going real good. Maybe five if I'm feeling generous. In the meantime, I'll come by and talk to you every so once in a while, and tell you what's up. Slowly. Oh I'm gonna enjoy this babe, that pretty little body of yours all tied up and frustrated. Mmmmm makes ME wet just thinking about it.Now you usually let this thing run what 2 hours? NO way , not this time babe, now lesse, you have a program length of 1000, so if that's 2 hours 5000 ought to be ten right? Have fun babe! Oh! And happy birthday sweetheart, from me to you!" Kirsten was sweating inside the hood as all this started to sink in. The sounds were back. Her world of the sound and tight bondage and that feeling in her butt continued. Sandy knew of her bondage likes? Had even watched her in bondage before? She supposed in her bondage and hood she would never have known. She wondered when she had found out. Something else bothered her. The timer. IF she had reset it like she said then that meant she was tied up on this bed for the next two and a half days. But surely Sandy would let her up before that? Then with a start Kirsten realized that Sandy probably wasn't even there. This was all in the program. Somehow last night she had changed the program in her computer and had actually left this morning just like she said she HAAAAAAAAAAD. All of a sudden her sex was alive again. Inside her the egg was chattering away inside her, vibrating her very being. At first it wasn't so bad but as she got more excited she wanted to come very badly. She was bucking a little and as she did the nipple clamps, now tight bit into her nipples hard, sending her further toward the edge. Then just as suddenly it stopped. She was left breathing heavily into the nose tubes, wanting more but unable to achieve it. She mewed in frustration as the woman in the sounds proclaimed her love for her master and got her bottom swatted. It was maddening. She figured that had been about a three minute buzz. It could be worse she thought, it could be never-ending like she had planned. "Hey Babe! All nice and comfy? Hope so! Okay so I can almost SEE the wheels turning in yer head.Just how did I pull this little trick off? Okay, well I'll tell ya Hun. Member your computer connects to the internet through mine? that cable I ran into your bedroom to do it? Well you didn't know it, but it also lets me see just about anything in your pc! or change it for that matter! So when you were all comfy in yer bed last night I was making some last minute changes. Want an example hun? Okay here we go right here. January 18 1999 Dear Diary, I did a little self bondage today. It was great! I tied myself to my bed as usual. I began to fantasize I was being stood over by some cruel master or mistress and that they were keeping me locked up for days and days, having their will with me. Teasing me, forcing me. Then something really weird happened, I began to fantasize that it was Sandy over me , controlling me and teasing me. That thought was incredible. I wished I were free I wanted to masturbate right there and then but I couldn't , sigh. I'm thinking next time I might use a vibrator. Being tied is great, but I needed stimulation very badly. The cuffs I made and the release worked great, though in a way I wished the release hadn’t! Wouldn’t it be great if I got stuck here one day and Sandy found me? I wonder what would she do, what she would say? Maybe one day! Hey babe, that's pretty heady stuff. You got no idea what went through my mind when I read that! Oh but there 's lots more isn't there little slut? I'll read you some more later, but I see it's time for you to have some fun! toodles!" The vibrator was going again, quickly turning her into well secured and bottled jelly, she wanted to come, she was moaning into the gag but no one was there to hear. Her muscled strained at her bonds, but of course there was no release. She was fairly panting now, close so close. Then nothing. It completely stopped. She moved her hips up and down in frustration but no stimulation would come, and she was panting into the gag in frustration. This was way better than anything she had been able to do to herself. Everything was beyond her control and she was loving every minute of it! "How was that hun? Don't ya just wish I'd let you go just a little bit longer? Yanno I've been thinking, fifteen minutes between is just too long.I mean we don't want your hot little bod cooling off too much do we? I think maybe five or ten. Just long enough for you to compose yourself, don't ya think? In the meantime, it's story time! Feb 3, 1999 .Sandy's girlfriend came over today and they had dinner together, then they buggered off into Sandy's room. I heard her girlfriend moaning and I just KNOW they were having sex.I was SOOOoo jealous, I've been horny as hell ever since this afternoon. I bought this egg vibrator, and while Sandy was out at the library I tied myself up with it inside of me.It was great! It jiggled around inside me. I wanted to come so bad! but just as I was getting going it started to run out of battery! What a let down. There I was diary chained down to my bed wanting to come so bad it hurt and the damn thing was out of batteries! Next time I'm going to get a bigger battery so it will last longer. But then Sandy's girlfriend came over. I was SO jealous of her, Sandy was looking beautiful too. I wished it was me in that bedroom with her, I felt so naughty! I wanted to masturbate, but I didn't. Instead I just sat there frustrated. Pretty heady stuff Babe! Gee and here I was never knowing you cared. But if it's frustration you want it's frustration you shall have dear!" The vibrator started again and quickly escalated me to a squirming mass. Right from the start I was excited, and it wasn't long before my pussy walls were clenched around that egg, just begging for more stimulation. But true to form, as soon as I started to get close the damn thing stopped. Of course in between there was Sandy's voice taunting me. Reading yet more diary entries. I have no idea how long this went on. Hours, days, weeks? It was never-ending. The frustration was maddening. Sometimes Sandy would read from the diary, at others she would ad libb and tell some fantasies of her own. On one break she gave this incredible description of how she liked to eat a girl's pussy, complete with methods. She started with a description of how she gently kissed the inner thigh, parted the lips, she described how I'd react with my moans .And of course I was already wanting and frustrated when the vibrator hit. I tried not to listen, to blot it out, but my world of darkness and feeling and of the inability of motion left me little choice. I had lost track of time. If she had kept the break a constant time I could have counted and kept track (ya right, as if! I had only one thing on my mind!) but it varied and even that was denied me! And so it went on, minute after minute, hour after hour. I was screaming, moaning, writhing, but unable to escape the constant torment. Time meant nothing. I gurgled, moaned, pumped my waist trying to get the final stimulation I wanted but always it was denied to me. I cried inside the hot hood in frustration. And still it continued. She gave me a fantasy about her taking me and forcing me to eat her, and another of me being whipped with the flogger on the back , butt, pussy and tits. She read from the diary about the plans I had made with my money when it came, to get a cage and more toys. She threw in a few ideas of her own. Always the egg was there to drive me right up to the brink, but never quite over it. I heaved up and down in frustration, but that only served to hurt my nipples in the already quite tight nipple clamps. Every bone in my body ached for release which was always denied. I was a mess. I hated her and loved her all at the same time. I’d lost all sense of where I was, everything but the voice of Sandy and the egg and my quivering body. Then a very strange thing happened, both clamps suddenly popped off. Then I was aware of incredible pain, as the blood started to slowly return to my nipples. I screamed into the gag but no one could hear. The pain was absolutely incredible. I wriggled and moaned in pain and ecstasy. The nose tubes saw heavy traffic. I cried inside the hood but it did little good. As I regained my composure I wondered what had made them come off. Gawd that had hurt. Her voice was back, telling me how good I must look all tied up. "Just think Babe! ANYONE could do anything to you just about now and there wouldn't be a damn thing you could do about it could there? Someone could tease you, please you, or make you please them, pleasure you, torture you. And through it all, nothing you could do, you are totally exposed. I remember the first time I found you like that hun. I came back early from a date , and there you were, on your bed, all tied up. At first I gotta tell you I was a little shocked, geeze you walk around like yer a nun half the time, I was beginning to think you were a virgin! But instead I just watched you, Your fab naked pussy lying before me like some kind of buffet! And how much I wanted all I could eat! But good things come to those who wait don't they! Which leads to the next obvious question doesn't it? Am I really gone? Did I really go home for the summer like I said or am I right beside you watching you enjoying your struggle? Well am I?" Kirsten twisted in the chains, trying to somehow sense her presence. Ohmygod she thought is she right next to me and I don't even know? She Tried to listen but the infernal moaning of a lady being pleasured kept her from hearing anything. "So what of it babe? What do you think am I here?" Then the vibrator started again, driving her again close to the edge but not over it. When it stopped she was left again wanting, unsure of everything. So many questions, was Sandy next to her? was she on her way home? How long had she been tied? How long would she stay tied? an hour, a day a week? Would she EVER get to come? What would she say to Sandy when she saw her next? And what else did Sandy have planned? Did this mean she wanted Kirsten too? She was so nervous. She waited for Sandy's voice but it didn't come. She wanted, needed to hear more, but instead all that came to her ears was the moaning, screaming, blubbering woman, incessantly without end. Then the vibrator She moaned in frustration, nearing completion, and then nothing. Just the moaning woman. No Sandy. Then the vibrator, then the moaning woman again. She started to lose track again. Lost in her own little world of frustrated pleasure and nothing else. She wanted, needed to hear her voice, but cycle after cycle it didn't come. It became at least an hour since she had heard Sandy's voice. Then two. She cried in frustration, mewed hoping to get her attention if she was there, but there was no response. Her mind wandered all kinds of directions, between, but even the breaks between sessions with the egg were short, just long enough for her to regain some of her composure. She was sure her whole body was drenched in sweat, she knew it was under the hood, and under the leggings and gloves. Then , at perhaps her weakest moment, she felt something new. Something had ever so lightly brushed her nipple. It was so light she wasn't even sure she had felt it. She mewed into her gag, and in response there it was again, and there was no mistaking it now, a pair of lips were softly sucking on first one nipple and then the other. It felt incredible, the touch she longed for so much. And then Sandy’s voice was back. "Okay babe, you got me, I really am here! Now here's the deal, you want to come? You 're gonna make me come first! I'm just so horny watching you thrash around I just gotta have some fun myself!So here's the deal. In a minute I'm gonna take the hood off babe, but yer not gonna peek! I got a blindfold just for you! And no talking either slave! You aren't to talk until I say you can. You'll do exactly as you are told. You belong to me now , just like you always wanted. And that means you are going to do exactly as I say from now on. And if you want some fun you'll have to earn it babe. Remember no peeking babe!" Then she could feel Sandy Straddling her chest, she could feel her pussy against her. She released the air from the gag and Kirsten moaned in relief, her aching jaw thankful for it's mobility. The keys were taken from the belt and the thick collar was unlocked, then the zipper and the laces. The cool air hit her face as the hood was removed, and she blinked trying to get adjusted to the light after so much darkness. Then a hard slap came across her thigh. "I said no peeking slave! Now keep those eyes shut!" Kirsten shut her eyes and a blindfold was placed over her eyes and attached at the back of her head. with Velcro. It was made of thick soft padded leather, but it wasn't Kirsten’s. Then Kirsten Felt Sandy's hands in her hair pulling her up as Sandy straddled her face. The heady smell of her sex greeted her. IT was carefully perfumed, and like her own devoid of hair. "Eat slave, and be sure to do it well if you want some pleasure!" Kirsten tentatively stuck her tongue out and had her first taste of another woman. Her own need added to her urgency as shelet her tongue travel up inside Sandy's slit to where her clit was. Sandy had hold of one nipple with the other hand and was pinching it lightly. "Mmmmm you go strait to the point don't ya babe? I like that. Now slave lick that clit slowly, but not TOO slow." Kirsten did as she was told, and she could feel Sandy's clit getting stiff under her tongue. She licked up both sides of it and moved her tongue in slow circles. Sandy pulled Kirsten farther into her insistently and moaned a little at the attention she was receiving .Kirsten continued her task, and Sandy responded beautifully. She continued on and soon Sandy was moaning more urgently, and then she felt Sandy stiffen up and Jam Kirsten’s face right into her crotch. Kirsten knew she was coming and took her clit in her lips and sucked on it heavily. Sandy squealed in pleasure and came with Kirsten’s face buried in her crotch. When she was done she got off, and warningly put her finger to Kirsten’s lips. Then she carefully unlocked the belt and using the cord pulled the egg from Kirsten's pussy making her moan. Sandy kissed the inner thighs of Kirsten slowly and gently working her way towards but not quite to Kirsten’s slit that begged attention. Then she pointed her tongue and slowly drew the tip up Kirsten’s lips on the outside. The feeling was incredible, after all those hours of torment her pussy was receiving the attention it had longed for. Sandy's precise tongue teased Kirsten’s lips driving her nearly insane with want. Ever so slightly the tongue parted her lips as it went up and down inside of her lips and every time it would brush over the clit Kirsten would feel electric jolts of pleasure that filled her sex. Sandy, having much more practice at this than Kirsten drew it out as long as she could, and now unhindered by a gag she moaned openly. She tried to push herself closer to Sandy's tongue but a harsh slap across her thigh told her that was not to be tolerated. She relaxed as much as her pent up frustration allowed and Sandy continued to work. As Kirsten's body started to reach it's breaking point, suddenly Sandy's tongue dove strait in and cupped her clit in it's entirety. In quick long strokes she drew her tongue over it’s surface and that was all it took to send Kirsten over the edge, her whole being convulsed in the chains and deep guttural moans came from her as she went over the edge. Kirsten was coming like she never had before as Sandy slowly rubbed the clit with her tongue as slowly the squirming target of her activity came down from completion. Kirsten was then aware of Sandy's weight on her and then her lips at her own, her tongue parting her lips in a deep French kiss and her own sex upon her. Then she was abruptly gone. Perhaps a minute passed before anything happened, and then something was being shoved in her mouth, something big, like a ball. Yup it was a ball gag she thought as it was forced into her mouth and securely strapped there behind her head. Then she could feel the leather cuff being unlocked, and the long latex glove being removed. She had thought she was being released but then a steel handcuff rasped shut over her wrist. The other wrist was released and then she was helped up and both wrists were locked behind her back. Then something cold was at her throat, a collar. Then each ankle was released in turn and rasped into handcuffs as well, though these must have had longer chains than the handcuffs. Then she felt tugging at the collar and she was being led off of the bed and through the apartment. She had to shuffle because the cuffs would only allow short steps. She was made top step over something and then one cuff was released, then raised over her head along with the other wrist and rasped shut once again. Then all of a sudden water was raining down on her and the blindfold was removed. She was in the shower and Sandy was in front of her, her arms wrapped around her and resting on her butt. "Hey babe happy Birthday! I hope you enjoyed yourself!" Kirsten nodded enthusiastically as Sandy smiled at her. She tried to express her thanks but not much other than gurgling got past the ball. As Sandy soaped up Kirsten's body and washed her thoroughly Kirsten mewed her appreciation and thought over the latest turn of events. This was going to be quite a summer! If people want to hear more of Kirsten and sandy email me with your comments and maybe I'll create some more! |