Hi everyone, the usual disclaimer applies, graphic depictions of sex and extremely long-worded prose doth follow, if this is not your thing you may want to back away slowly at this point. As always, any feedback, comments or offers of free money / chocolate / three ways (in that order, ah the joys of marriage) will be gratefully appreciated.
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Karen groaned and rolled over, her hand tugging her pillow with her to cover her ears as she tried desperately to block out the enthusiastic, continuous and above all loud noises being made by the couple in the room directly above hers for the fourth night in a row. Her eyes were screwed shut as she tried to burrow into the mattress seeking some way of cutting off her senses from the racket that had previously robbed her of sleep and now threatened to rob her of her sanity.
With a sigh she reached an arm out from under the nest of blankets she’d wrapped around herself in her attempts at sensory deprivation and, after a couple of false starts, turned on the small desktop lamp. The dull 40w bulb lit the room in a glow that could charitably be described as warm, although that was more to do with the small dimensions of the typical university bedroom she occupied than any deliberate attempt at mood lighting. Groaning she puled herself out of bed and wrapped a fleece dressing gown around her otherwise naked body as she shuffled over to the computer and wiggled the mouse to bring it out of sleep mode. Immediately her latest essay jumped into life on the screen and, just as quickly, she closed it. Now was not the time to be writing an in-depth analysis of the American attitude to nudity in the media and its impact on society, not with two horny lovebirds going at it hell for leather above her. Instead she opened her instant messenger and, to her surprise, found that Tina was on-line. Before she could collect her sluggish thoughts enough to remember how a keyboard worked a message was already glowing accusingly on the screen.
“Hey, what are you doing awake, I thought you had an essay to finish tomorrow?”
“Technically it’s not due in for another week...”
“Right, but considering you have to be restrained and sedated if you come within three days of a deadline...”
“Oh VERY funny!”
“I thought so, now stop dodging the question, what are you still doing awake?”
“Well, if you must know, the fuck bunnies upstairs are at it again”
“And?”
“What do you mean, ‘and?’.”
“I mean, and why is this keeping you awake? It’s just sex after all, how hard can it be to ignore?”
“Do you have any IDEA how loud these two are?”
“So? Just lean back, relax, break out a dildo and go with the flow!”
“TINA!”
“Oh come on, when in Rome and all that.”
“ 1) We’re not in Rome, we’re in Wales. 2) How drunk are you if you’d even think of suggesting that?”
“Drunk? Hell, it’s only my consideration for your prudish side that kept me from asking if you wanted me to come over and help you drown them out.”
“OMG! I cannot BELIEVE you just said that! Typed that. Whatever.”
“What can I say, you’re hot, I’m horny and it’d make for some good campus gossip in the morning.”
“Which is a worthwhile goal I grant you but still... hang on a minute would ya?”
Karen pulled back from the keyboard and gazed at the ceiling. For the last couple of minutes the noise had died away but now she could her a rhythmic clinking sound and renewed grunts.
“Okay, that’s weird.” She typed.
“What’s weird”.
“Sounds like... I don’t know what it sounds like actually, maybe they broke the bed and a spring’s digging into their flesh while they fuck.”
“Ah, poetic justice, gotta love it. I somehow doubt it though.”
“Hey, there’s nothing else metal in these rooms! Not that moves anyway.”
“Metal? Let me hear that would ya?”
“Hang on while I turn on the mic... okay, how’s that?”
“Well... I can hear something but it’s a bit faint...”
At that precise moment, from the floor above came a grunt of pain and a very deep female voice growling “don’t you dare even think about cuming without permission or I’ll twist this so tight you’ll never cum again!”
There was a long pause then a new message popped up from Tina: “BRB, LMFAO”.
Karen found herself caught between wanting to laugh and suddenly worrying that Tina was laughing at her rather than her circumstances. It was several long, tense minutes before more text spilled onto her screen.
“Oh my god, sorry about that, I just couldn’t stop laughing”
“About what?”
“The timing of course! Of all the moments to switch on your mic you had to catch THAT particular soundbite.”
Karen paused,chewing her lip as she wondered whether or not to even ask the question that was on the tip of her tongue. “So.... you know what they’re doing then?” she typed, finger hovering over the return key for a long moment before stabbing down. She felt her stomach squirm as she waited for the response.
“I don’t know but I can take a guess.”
“Okay, so what’s your guess?”
“Are you sure you want to know?”
“I’m asking aren’t I?”
“Ah, but are you sure?”
“Yes damn it.”
“Okay, well, I’d say... are you really sure?”
“GODDAMNIT! Why are you torturing me like this?”
“Because it’s fun of course!”
“Ha Ha Ha. Now spill, what are my sick and twisted upstairs neighbors doing that’s so important it ranks above giving the rest of the block a decent nights sleep?”
“Well, not to put too fine a point on it, they’re playing bondage games sweetie”
“Bondage games?”
“Yes, you know, bondage? Tying your partner up, doms and subs, all that jazz?”
“Ummm....”
“Oh come on, you’ve never heard of bondage?”
“Of course I’ve heard of bondage! It’s just, well, umm.... I’ve, uh.... never looked at it I guess.”
“Wait a minute, you’re 21, you haven’t had a date in three months, you’ve got a direct connection from your Mac to one of the fastest internet connections in the UK and you’ve never even looked up bondage videos before now?”
“It’s against the rules, you know that.”
“Actually it’s not.”
“Sure it is, hang on, I’ve got the usage policy right here”
“No, it’s not. It’s against the rules to display something on screen that can cause offense but that doesn’t apply to your own monitor in your own room with the curtains drawn.”
“You’re not serious?”
“Yep, otherwise they’d spend all their time having to try to prove someone downloaded porn for their own personal use instead of just trying to stop us all downloading music and movies for free.”
“Hmm...”
“Look, trust me on this one, no-one’s been done for downloading smut for years and if you don’t think it’s going on every single night in every dorm across campus then you really do need to get out more.”
“Okay, okay, we’re all pervs at heart, got it.”
“So, answer the question, why haven’t you looked up this sort of thing before?”
“I told you it’s against the rules!”
“No, that’s an excuse not a reason.”
Karen felt herself blush as she read the words. Ever since she’d met Tina six months earlier the redhead had always been able to read her like a book. Sometimes it almost seemed supernatural just how much she knew about her emotions, hell it was as if Tina knew her mind better than she did! Tentatively she reached for the keyboard, knowing it was only postponing the inevitable to lie.
“Well, if you must know... I’ve always been a little afraid of it.”
“Afraid, why? You know that bondage and pain aren’t the same thing right?”
“No, that’s not it. It’s, well....”
“Come on honey, you can tell me anything, you know that.”
And it was true, Karen realised, she really could tell Tina anything and have it accepted without being judged. They’d had a similar sort of conversation shortly after they’d met about how she’d never slept with a guy before and was worried about practically everything to do with sex. Granted, that conversation had only begun thanks to a large quantity of alcohol but still, Tina had never used that conversation in any way other than to help her get over hey shyness and inhibitions.
“No, I was scared that.. that I might enjoy it.”
There was a long pause and Karen stared at the screen trying to restrain her impulse to ask if everything was alright. After almost two minutes her fingers twitched towards they keys but before she could type anything a new message appeared.
“Want to find out?”
“What do you mean.”
“Have I ever told you I really respect your ability to face truths about yourself like you just did? I’ve never quite been able to pull off that trick.”
“Uh, thank you?”
“Look, what I’m trying to say... god this really is hard, you’ll have to teach me how to do this like you do...”
“Just relax, take a deep breath and type.” Karen replied, realising with a start their roles had switched in the blink of an eye and suddenly it seemed to be Tina who was nervous and shy, not a description Karen would normally have applied to her friend.
“Okay, okay... look, the truth is I’ve been into bondage and, uh, other things for a while now and I went through exactly the same thing you’re going through now. If you want I could help you out a bit, give you some pointers that sort of thing, if you want I mean.”
A muffled groan of mixed pain and pleasure wafted down from the room above and it seemed to settle over Karen, drifting through her body until it settled in a pleasant tingle just below her hips. In that instant she knew she really didn’t have any choice.
“Okay.”
“Great. Pack yourself an overnight bag and come down to my place for the weekend. Everyone else is away on some weird team building weekend, we’ll have the place to ourselves and if nothing else you can get some sleep.”
“But, my essay...”
“Isn’t due until next Friday and if I know you you’ve probably only got the editing to do anyway. Come on, one weekend off won’t kill you. In fact it might help you relax a bit.”
“I.. okay, fine, you win. Anything in particular you want me to bring? I’m afraid I’m a little short on handcuffs at the moment.”
“You could always ask your neighbors to borrow theirs.”
“Sounds like they’re using ‘em...” Karen stared at the screen, almost unable to believe she’d written the words. It was as if, now she’d made this decision, the weight of it had lifted from her shoulders and she really could relax and even look forward to whatever came next. Or maybe it was just whistling in the cemetery she thought.
“LOL, fair enough. No, just bring yourself, a couple of changes of clothes... oh, and that white t-shirt / tight jeans combo you wore to the Bay last week.”
“Okay, give me half an hour and I’ll be down.”
“Clock’s running...”
Karen laughed and signed out from the chat program. She felt strangely liberated as she grabbed her pre-packed overnight bag and quickly checked through the contents to make sure she hadn’t forgotten anything when she’d come back from Dan’s place last week. That was one lesson she’d quickly learnt, when your friends are genetically pre-disposed to throwing random parties you really do not want to be scrabbling round your room for clean clothes while they’ve already started on the booze. Far better to have a grab-bag ready and waiting. She paused as she grabbed her jeans and t-shirt from their hanger then, with a wicked grin, simply pulled both items on without benefit of underwear. It was, after all, a warm night and only a short walk down the hill to Tina’s house.
Barely five minutes after that last message Karen was out of the door and walking quickly down through the campus. The university was on top of a hill on the outskirts of town which made getting back to your room after a heavy night a bit of a pain but getting into town was very easy indeed. Slinging her bag over a shoulder she checked her watch and picked up her pace a little. There was a gentle breeze blowing in from the sea and, as she came to the large plaza in front of the student union, she could look out over the sleeping town and, as always happened, the view made her breath catch in her throat. The jumble of buildings nestled between the two large hills with the sea a dark patch in the middle distance looked like something from another time and she always found it stunning. Any other night she might have been tempted to pause a minute but tonight was different. She felt energized, excited in a way she’d never been before and even a minute of delay was unacceptable right now.
Ten minutes later she was standing outside the large house Tina shared with three other students and trying to still her trembling hands enough to open the small gate. Nerves that had flown away so easily were now back with reinforcements. What was she doing here, what was she thinking, what was going to happen to her, was she ever going to leave this building again, was.... Her train of thought was interrupted just as it was about to leave the tracks by the front door opening before her. The hall light glowed brightly silhouetting a beautiful figure leaning against the door frame.
“So... are you going to stand out there all night or come in?” Tina asked, unable to entirely mask the laughter in her voice. Karen glowered at her but, she had to admit, her previous nerves had gone again and she ripped the gate open strode forward up the garden path and into the old stone house. “Go into my room, I’ll be with you in a second.” Tina said as she went to shut and lock the outside door. Karen obeyed without thinking, after all she’d been here about dozens of times before and this was normally how those visits had started. She walked through the open door into the large bedroom, put her bag safely behind the door and dropped into a chair. A rustle of fabric announced the entrance of her hostess. Karen looked around to see Tina walk over to the bed and felt her jaw drop.
Tina wore a floor-length black dress that was tight in all the right places. Black gloves covered her hands and arms up to the elbows. Her red hair tumbled down her back and seemed to glow against the dress, green eyes sparkling as she sat on the bed and lent forward to stare at her visitor.
“Oh my god Tina, you look... wow.” Karen stammered as she wondered why the sight of her, admittedly gorgeous, friend was having such an effect on her.
“You don’t like bad yourself babe.” Tina replied, casting a long, approving gaze over Karen’s denim and cotton clad body. “Very, very nice indeed actually.”
Karen blushed and dropped her gaze, her long brown hair flipping forward to partially hide her face. A hand immediately cupped her chin and eased her gaze upwards to meet those piercing green eyes. “Lesson one, never be ashamed of who and what you are.” Tina said, a smile playing on her lips. Karen found herself unable to do more than nod, her voice caught in her throat. Tina looked at her for a long minute then dropped her hand. “Lesson two, never do anything new when you’re ready to drop”.
“What?”
“You’re about to collapse through lack of sleep honey, and that’s not the way you want to start. Trust me on that.”
“But...”
“No, trust me Karen, the thing you need right now is sleep. Come on, get in” Tina slid off the bed and held up the sheets.
“No, it’s okay, I’ll take the floor, it’s your bed.”
“Yes it is, and I’m giving it to you, now no arguments please, get in, lie down on your front and relax.”
Karen opened her mouth to protest then thought better of it. There was a hint of steel in her voice that Karen hadn’t heard before and that suggested there was only so far Karen could push her luck. Instead she slipped between the sheets and pillowed her head on her arms. She felt the bed shift as Tina sat down on her right then strong hands were at her shoulders rubbing and kneading the muscles. The world seemed to fade away, all the stress and tension of the last few days dissolving in moments as Tina worked the various knots and strains. A groan slipped from Karen’s lips and her eyes flickered closed. Her breathing slowed as fingers trailed down her spine, Her body jerked gently as her nerves fired from the silky smooth touch of those devilish fingers but she barely registered as she drifted into sleep. Dimly she felt the weight of the sheets being draped over her and the last thing she felt was the gentlest touch of lips against the back of her neck and the ticklish touch of silky smooth hair flickering over her shoulders that echoed through her dreams.
Karen stretched and blinked at the soft daylight washing through the room. For a moment she didn’t know where she was then the events of the night before flooded back and she looked around the room for Tina. She wasn’t there but a small tray on the coffee table in the middle of the room caught her eye. She swung her legs out of bed and wandered over, picking up a folded note on the tray that read:
Eat what you want then come and meet me next door. T
Karen was instantly curious. The house had originally been modified to provide six large bedrooms but with the university providing a whole new block of accommodation this year the landlord had found it difficult to rent the whole building. Tina had told her they’d paid a little more than normal but had full use of all the rooms. Thinking about it Karen realised that Tins had always ducked questions about what they actually used the space for, instead passing it off as a premium paid to get some peace and quiet. Well, she thought as she tucked in to the croissants and orange juice so thoughtfully provided, that at least was one mystery that would soon be solved.
Five minutes later Karen took what felt like the seven hardest steps she had taken in her whole life from the door to Tina’s bedroom to the door of the room nextdoor. She raised a hand to knock, then thought better of it and simply opened the door and stepped into darkness. She took a few faltering steps forward waiting for her eyes to adjust as the door swung shut behind her. After a few moments a light flared in the corner of the room as a match was struck and applied to a candle around neck height on the wall. Red hair flashed for a moment then vanished into the dark. Karen looked around but the little night vision she’d had had been destroyed by the match.
“Sit” A single word from the inky blackness around her and she noticed the chair for the first time. It looked normal enough at first glance, black leather reaching up in a wide tall backrest and extending down to a well padded seat. The arms and legs were a little unusual she thought as she eased into the chair, padded far beyond what she’d consider necessary to the point she couldn’t even feel the structure of the chair underneath the leather. It was comfortable though she thought, relaxing slightly as she tried to make out the room around her.
“Two things before we start” The voice came from directly behind her and she almost jumped out of her skin. “First, safewords. These are two phrases you will remember but not use unless you need to either pause or stop the session. For simplicities sake I’d suggest using yellow and red. Yellow will pause the session for a minute, red will instantly stop whatever is going on. Understand?”
“Y, yes”. Karen replied, her voice almost failing her.
“Second... relax” And now Tina sounded more like herself, the steel and command retreating for the moment. “We’re here to give you some idea of what bondage can be like, not turn you into a broken slut.” Karen actually laughed at that, reminding herself that this was her friend, not an unknown voice in the dark.
“Now” Tina continued, her voice once more slipping back into something more than Karen was used to. “I think the best way to start you off is to show you what can be done.” In front of her a light burst against the darkness and she shielded her eyes, blinking away the spots dancing before her as she realised she was looking at a TV screen. “And, while we’re about it let’s give you a little taste of what this feels like... hold still.” Something dropped over Karen’s eyes without warning and before she knew what was happening a blindfold had been slipped over her head and secured in place. Her first instinct was to claw at the cloth but the echo of that instruction bounced around her head and she forced herself to stay still in the chair.
“Very good. Now I’m going to secure you to the chair, don’t worry this will be a very gentle introduction.”
Karen swallowed but made an effort to unclench her hands from the fists they’d formed and relax her tense muscles. She heard a rustle and a gentle clink and something soft wrapped around her right wrist. It was pulled tight and secured in place yet, with a very gentle motion upwards, she realised her arm was still free to move. The process repeated on her left wrist then both ankles. but still she could move freely.
“Ready?” Tina asked, the word a soft breath in her ear that seemed to scythe straight through her and settle between her thighs. She couldn’t speak so instead she simply nodded. An instant later there was a raid fire clicking sound and suddenly Karen found herself unable to lift her wrists or move her ankles more than about an inch in any direction. Another rustle and the blindfold slid up over her head leaving her blinking in the flickering candle light and staring at the TV screen.
“So now what?” Karen asked, sounding much more confident than she actually was.
Again the voice came from behind her: “Now... you watch.”
The screen flickered then burst into life and she gasped at the scene before her. A gorgeous woman lay on black silk sheets, her arms and legs stretched spread-eagled to the very corners of the bed. Her wrists and ankles were wrapped in leather cuffs which, in turn, were securely attached to the bedframe by solid steel bars. Another bar was attached between her wrists, and yet another between her ankles effectively locking her limbs in place and allowing no movement at all.
The woman was clearly naked although a towel had been placed over her torso just above her breasts and lying over the very tops of her thighs. The result was that while everything was hidden it was also the most erotic image Karen had ever seen. It was so distracting it took her a moment to notice that the womans head was also restrained by the simple means of her long red pony tail being tied to the headboard. A band had been placed around the fingers of each hand and, it seemed, attached to the handcuffs to prevent her even clenching her fists.
A blindfold was wrapped tight over her eyes but Karen knew with absolute certainty, that it hid very familiar green eyes. Karen turned her head, trying to see behind her but finding the chair preventing any view of her friend.
“Yes, that’s me. My first time in bondage.” Tina confirmed as if reading her mind. “Now pay attention.” Karen returned her gaze to the screen lapping up every detail, unable to deny the fascination and, yes, outright desire the image held for her.
Another woman moved into shot, tall and elegant with a mane of blond hair spilling down her back. Her entire body was encased in a black rubber catsuit that caught every pinprick of light in the room and seemed to sparkle like starlight. She walked around the bed, checking each restraint and ensuring that there was no slack to be found anywhere. Every time she finished with a limb she would trail what had to be cold, slick fingers along the exposed flesh until Tina visibly shivered then moved on. Not once did Karen see her make it more than about six inches away from the restraints before Tina’s body betrayed her.
“Now, one last time, your safewords are...” The blonde asked Tina, her voice deep and filled with barely-concealed desire.
“Yellow and Red mistress” Tina replied immediately.
“Good” The blonde replied, running a hand gently over Tina’s collarbone. “And the results of those words are...”
“Yellow is a break with punishment. Red is a full stop, break, then see if I can continue.”
“And if you can...”
“Then... then you open the envelope I gave you with my... my...” She trailed off, unable to finish the sentence.
“With the worst punishment you could think of inside.” the blonde said. “And if you want to stop the session completely?”
“Mary” Tina said, blushing behind the blindfold and it was obvious to Karen from the grin that spread over the blondes lips that it was her name that Tina had picked as her drop-dead safeword.
“Right, then let’s get started.” Mary slipped into a chair at the end of the bed and brought her hands up to Tina’s exposed soles. Without a word of warning she raked her rubber-clad fingers over the waiting flesh, The reaction was instant, every muscle in Tina’s body straining against her bonds at once as she shrieked with laughter. But her bondage was too tight to allow her anything more than a millimeter of movement. Her head shock once and immediately her shriek of laughter became one of pain as her hair pulled tight. Mary paused for a moment to allow Tina to move her head back into a straight ahead position then resumed her assault.
The laughter that poured from the redheads lips seemed to flow through the screen and into Karen as she watched her friend, her... mistress - yes, that was accurate wasn’t it, at least in this time and place - her mistress being tormented. Was this what lay in store for her? Her eyes were wide as she watched Mary lower her mouth to Tina’s toes and start to lick and nip at the oh-so-sensitive flesh. Tina went ballistic as Mary ran her teeth over the flesh at the base of her toes. Her stomach shook so hard from her laughter the towel slipped away, sliding down her right side and revealing her body to the camera. Karen found herself leaning forward in the chair, her hips moving ever-so-slightly from side to side as she watched, starting to put herself in the scene that was playing out in front of her. Her bondage felt like it was tightening around her, each movement sending small shockwaves through her flesh. Her blood pounded in her ears, her world becoming the scene unfolding in front of her, totally caught up in the action until..
“Y..YELLOW!” Tina screamed, her entire body shaking with the force of the word.
Mary immediately pulled her fingers away, standing up and moving to check on Tina. Her hand gently wiped a few strands of loose hair away from her face as she checked her breathing. It took almost a minute until Tina had recovered sufficiently to be breathing somewhat normally. Mary left the shot for a few seconds and returned with a bottle of water. Gently she eased a few sips past Tina’s lips, making sure she didn’t take in too much in her awkward position. Another minute passed as she checked the restraints on her victim before speaking.
“Feeling better?”
“Y.. yes mistress”
“Ready to carry on?”
“Yes mistress.”
“Then we’d better get on with your punishment hadn’t we?”
“Yes mistress.”
“Oh I think we can do better than that. What would you like me to do?”
“Pl.. please punish me mistress”
“Excellent pet. Now what do you think this is...” Mary reached behind her an pulled a small vibrator from a bedside cabinet before running it over the stomach and breasts of her victim. When she didn’t receive an answer she kept moving upwards until the plastic cock slipped between the willing lips of her slave. She worked it in and out for a few seconds, clearly enjoying the way Tina was working her mouth around the fake dick, her tongue snaking out to caress it in a way that would have any man exploding in about two seconds flat. Mary pulled the dildo away and held it tantalizingly over the pursed lips waiting for an answer which came immediately.
“A dildo mistress.”
“Very good, and I see you did a good job getting it ready too. I like it when you anticipate my desires pet.”
“Thank you mistress.”
“Now hold still and do try to remember the extent of your bondage...”
Without a word Mary slid down Tinas body and slid the dildo easily in one smooth motion into her pussy. Karen gasped involuntarily as she watched and her back arched in desire as the on-screen Tina gasped as her body accepted the intruder then moaned in desire as Mary flipped on the vibrator. Pausing only to make sure that it wasn’t going to fall out Mary grabbed the towel and, much to Karen’s disappointment, covered Tina’s naked body once more. She turned to return to her feet then paused and threw a wicked look at the camera.
“You know, we’re really not being fair here, it’s far too easy for that towel to come off. You did, after all, want to preserve your modesty didn’t you?”
“Yes mistress.”
“Good. This might hurt a little...” She reached over to the bedside cabinet again with her right hand while her left gently scooped Tina’s right breast and positioned her nipple up against the thin fabric of the towel. Without warning she brought a clothes pin out of the cabinet and slipped it over both the towel and Tina’s nipple before letting it snap shut. The scream echoed throughout the room around Karen despite it being recorded and played on the TV in front of her. Once again Tina’s body had gone rigid although now it was obviously from the pain stabbing through her. A sob was ripped from her lips but she didn’t cry out again and, much to Karens surprise, no safe word was forthcoming. Mary leant over and kissed her slave full on the lips, a long, slow sensual kiss that seemed to ease the pain as Tina responded and kissed her back as well as she could considering her current predicament.
As Mary kissed her she slid a hand gently down the curve of her throat and along her shoulders, working the muscles there for a moment in a gentle massage before diving sideways and drilling down into the exposed armpit. Tina burst into laughter but her delightful protests were muffled by Mary’s lips on her own. It was a strange sight, almost as if Mary was feeding on her laughter but it was also hotter than Karen would have believed possible..
Mary kept her lips locked over Tina’s as she brought her free hand down to Tina’s left side and started to tickle the exposed flesh. Up and down she ran her fingers, all the way from the crook of her elbow down, down to her armpit pausing for a moment to swirl, poke and prod in that vulnerable hollow before continuing down, squeezing and kneading her side down to the top of the towel. At the same time her left hand continued to poke and prod, scratch and scrape at Tina’s right armpit and Karen found herself wondering how Mary had learnt such wonderful dexterity as she never seemed to miss a beat. It was all perfectly synchronised so that as one hand moved on to a slightly more gentle tickle the other would hit a particular spot in a particular way and Tina would erupt in fresh howls. Usually those wonderful sounds where muffled by Mary’s lips and tongue but occasionally, as Mary came up for air, some would sneak out and every single syllable seemed to knife through Mary as she watched.
Finally, after minutes spent locked together, Mary brought her head up, freeing Tina’s voice from its captivity and letting a stream of laughter babble over both victim and tormentor. Tina was clearly struggling to hold back from using her safeword, although Karen found herself wondering which word was fighting to escape from those luscious lips. And yet beneath the laughter there was the occasional groan from the sensations being forced upon Tina by the intruder deep inside her. Mary too must have picked up on the change as she pulled away from her captive for a moment and swung herself up on top of her bound body. She knelt astride Tina’s waist, her feet trailing up Tina’s body and tucking in neatly under her arms. She ran her gloved fingers down the creamy flesh of those spread thighs, stroking and sending shivers throughout Tina’s body. The groans came faster now, rising in tone and urgency as Mary let her fingers travel down to the very edge of the towel, teasing the curve where thigh met body and causing a shiver large enough to visibly move Tina’s body.
With a lightning quick movement Mary slipped her hand beneath the towel and turned the vibrator up full. Tina screamed her pleasure as the sensations tore through her and, in that one moment of distraction, Mary moved her hands back up to a point just above Tina’s knees and squeezed. The scream of desire changed instantly into one of ticklish torment as Tina howled in protest. Mary simply laughed and dug in, fingers kneading the flesh seemingly uncaring at the obvious carnage her actions were causing. She lifted a long, lean leg and slid her foot up Tina’s face, her toes hooking around the strap of the blindfold. As a particularly strong tremor passed up her body Mary flexed her thigh, lifted the blindfold clear off Tina’s face to reveal those familiar green eyes blazing with desire.
As light flooded into her world again Tina felt the hands of her tormentor slide down her legs and cup her knees. She opened her mouth to beg for just a moment, a single moment of mercy to let her catch her breath... too late. The hands squeezed, kneading and scratching at her skin and, at that same exact instant, Mary brought her legs up, flexing her calves and bringing her feet down perfectly to shove the clothespin that held both towel and nipple viciously down to one side.
Stars burst behind her eyes, her breath caught in her throat, her entire body seemed to contract and expand simultaneously and the most powerful orgasm she’d ever felt in her life washed over her. Pleasure beyond anything she’d experienced consumed her senses, a fire burning her, burning through her and everywhere it touched she welcomed its warmth. And yet, through it all, she could feel dimly, on the edge of her awareness, the ever-present tickling as Mary kept up her attack. The flame receded but in its place the tickling sensations seemed to flood in, a wave of water so cold it froze her limbs solid as her mind and nerves reeled away in shock. Still the attack continued and she could do nothing, not even shake her head thanks to the bondage that held her immobile. She gasped for air as blackness clawed at her vision, a thin ring around the edge of her sight that seemed to grow with every second that passed. With one supreme effort she overrode every thought and feeling that warred within her, sucked in one last desperate lung-full of air and screamed “YELLOW!”
Once again Mary stopped immediately, turning the vibrator off and slid it out of her body before standing beside her slave. Her fingers and eyes checked muscles and extremities for any sign of trouble but nothing seemed to be wrong. She let Tina sip down more water and gave her at least five minutes to come back to the land of the living.
“You know what happens now don’t you?” Mary said, her voice halfway between playful and threatening.
“Yes Mistress.” Tina’s voice, in contrast, was almost unrecognizable. Deep and husky from a mix of desire and the damage done by her near-constant laughter Karen couldn’t begin to guess what emotions were ruling her friend at that moment. “You have to punish me mistress.”
“True. Do you think that, under the circumstances, we can dispense with this sheet?”
“Yes mistress.”
“Good.” Mary reached over and eased the clothespin away from its grip on flesh and cloth, sliding the towel off that incredible body and easing the pain in the nipple with long, cool laps with her tongue. Tina groaned and closed her eyes at the touch.
“I would so hate to have to torture the other one just to make sure that towel stayed on...” Mary teased as she lifted her head and sat down on the bed next to her exhausted victim. “Now, I have something very special for you and this will be the last part of your session today. As such you will follow slightly different rules. Say ‘Stop’ and the session is over but you will have to suffer one final punishment. Otherwise the session ends when I am satisfied. Understand?”
“Yes mistress.”
“Good. To make things a little easier for you I’ll grant you a little more freedom.” Mary lent across the bed and working quickly and surely, released Tina’s hair from the bed and smoothed it out in a giant red fan above her head. Gently Mary eased Tina’s head and neck from side to side, making sure that everything was working as it should.
“How does that feel pet?”
“Wonderful mistress, thank you.”
“I told you, when we began, I expect a lot from my slaves but, in return, I also reward them when they excel. Now hold still, I will need to ensure that we get a good fit for this last trial...”
Mary stepped out of view of the camera and Karen found herself holding her breath in nervous anticipation while some small, independent part of her mind noticed with some amusement that Tina was doing exactly the same thing on-screen. Mary walked back into view and Karen gasped, a sound echoed from the screen as Tina caught sight of the dildo in Mary’s outstretched hand. It wasn’t particular long but it was simply massive in diameter, it looked like a forearm rather than a cock, and the forearm of a pretty beefy individual at that. Tina’s eyes were wide as saucers, her head shaking slowly from side to side. The word “No” was clearly fighting to escape her lips and it was only her determination not to appear weak before her mistress that kept her silent.
“What, don’t you like your reward?” Karen asked, teasing Tina with a gentle stroke of her bound thighs.
“I... I don’t know if I can take that mistress. I mean, physically take it.”
“I don’t expect you to, not at first anyway.” Karen squeezed a bulb hanging off the back of the enormous cock and it seemed to shrink down until it looked like a still-large but manageable toy. Without a word of explanation Karen bent down and worked the device into Tina’s soaked pussy, hardly needing to push it at all as Tina’s body seemed to devour the offering.
“A friend of mine bought me this a year ago and it is the only toy in my entire collection that I have never used on myself. I have however used it on all my slaves in that time and every single one has broken under its torments.” She reached down and pressed the only button visible on the device. Immediately it started to buzz and there was a brief, odd sucking sound as Tina groaned.
“It will inflate automatically once a minute. There is nothing you can do to stop this short of stopping the whole session. As it gets larger you will find that the sensations become more and more intense, far beyond anything you’ve experienced before. If you can so much as think about cumming for a week after using this without wincing it would be a record amongst my slaves. However, I will do my best to distract you from the pain... and pleasure.” Mary laughed as she said the last word and Karen gulped for air as she realised she hadn’t taken a proper breath since the dildo had been revealed.
Mary slid down the beautiful bound woman until she knelt at the end of the bed, her fingers positioned perfectly to access everything from toes to ankle. She paused then as if wanting to give Tina a chance to contemplate her fate. Tina had raised her head as far as she could and was now gazing down the length of her own captive body to stare at her tormentor. Their eyes locked and Karen wouldn’t have been surprised if the air between them had caught fire. Time seemed to freeze as the tableau held suspended in front of Karen, these two gorgeous women both loving every second that they spent together while, at the same time, one was dreading the next few minutes as the other desired it more than anything in the world at that moment. A small hiss broke the silence and Tina’s eyes closed as she shivered from the increased pressure in her pussy and at that moment Karen struck, her fingers diving down Tina’s stretched soles, poking and prodding as they hunted for every last vulnerable spot and motion. Green eyes flashed open in a heartbeat and full lips curled into a tormented grimace.
Karen watched stunned as Mary went on the attack. It suddenly became clear that what had been done to Tina earlier had just been a warm up compared to this. Fingers flew so fast they blurred, diving poking and stroking up and down her soles and disappearing between helpless toes. Blonde hair swirled as Mary lowered her head and drew the toes of one foot into her mouth. While what she was doing was hidden from view the effect was immediate as Tina actually rose a fraction off the bed, something Karen would have sworn was impossible considering the severity of the bondage.
To Karen’s surprise Tina didn’t utter a sound, although the muscles in her arms clenched tight and her stomach shock. Mary drilled her fingers into the arches of her feet, luxuriating in the smooth flesh that was now her playground. Over and over again she dug her fingers into the soft supple soles, yet still Tina didn’t utter a sound. Her lips were clenched tight, head shaking from side to side as she clung to her defiance. Karen couldn’t understand it, why fight so hard to deny what had to come, what could she hope to gain?
Mary paused for a moment, her head cocked slightly as if listening for a signal. Right on cue that telltale hiss could be faintly heard and Tina seemed to explode. Her body went taught, every muscle quivering, her eyes were rolled back in her head and her mouth hung open. And yet, somehow, she remained silent.
Mary raised an eyebrow in surprise but didn’t say a word. Instead she reached up to her shoulder and peeled the rubber from her right arm, then the same from her left exposing creamy flesh, long slim fingers and, Karen actually gulped at the sight, long tapered fingernails. She lent forward and raked them down Tina’s soles, points first, before the redhead had managed to even come close to catching her breath or regaining her senses. The smallest hint of a laugh escaped her lips before she caught herself, her head swinging forward to hide her face beneath a wave of hair.
Karen was by now straining at her bonds, leaning forward as far as she could in the chair not wanting to miss a single detail on the screen while wishing the scene was happening live in front of her. So lost was she in the images before her she didn’t hear the slight creak from the floorboards as Tina finally moved from her perch in the darkness, stepped behind the chair, reached around and drove her fingers into Karen’s sides. Instantly the brunette howled with laughter, caught completely off guard by the attack. Instinctively she tried to wriggle away and turn round to see the woman tickling her but a hissed voice stopped her dead even as the tickling intensified.
“No, keep watching the screen and do not, under any circumstances, turn around.”
It took a supreme effort but Karen obeyed, her laughter echoing through the room and drowning the quiet sounds drifting from the TV. There, Mary was busy scraping those long nails back and forth on the very base of Tina’s toes and the redhead was going crazy trying to control her reactions. Another full-body wave of tension shot through her and it was obvious to Karen that Tina had just cum again. Somehow it seemed to intensify the feelings Tina was causing as she tormented Karen, as it was Karen who’d just cum from the pressure of that enormous dildo. Even as rational thought fled from her mind some part of her wondered what it would feel like as that monster inflated inside her, constantly stretching her body until she felt like she’d burst. She wondered, through the haze of laughter that had become her world, if she would ever get to experience such a thing.
A shriek from the TV instantly convinced her she never wanted to. On-screen Tina was pulling so hard on her restraints that either the leather or her wrists seemed sure to break. Her head shook violently as she screamed “No! Please mistress, PLEASE!”. Mary didn’t say a word but simply redoubled her efforts by flicking her nails against Tina’s soles. Karen felt her breath catch in her throat as she found herself caught between the next wave of laughter and something more... erotic and slightly disturbing considering the woman on screen before her was clearly being tortured.
“You have no idea what that felt like...” Tina whispered in her ear even as her on-screen self howled in laughter, pain and, underneath it all, pleasure. “You just keep cumming and cumming and it gets more and more intense as the dildo gets bigger...” Her voice faded out as one hand dipped to the crotch of Karen’s jeans and pressed hard against the growing damp patch as her other hand moved to tickle Karen’s breasts.
“But as it starts to fill you up and stretch you out...” Karen moaned in pleasure as the hand probing at her pussy easily unbuttoned her jeans and slid inside, pausing only a second at the lack of underwear. The other hand switched from tickling to caressing her nipples for a long moment before scratching and scrabbling at the point where tit met ribs. Another shriek of pain and pleasure tore through the on-screen Tina and tears splashed down her cheeks.
“Your pussy can’t contract and every single pulse hurts but leaves you just a little more desperate for release...” Karen was lost now, floating somewhere in between this world and cloud nine as a finger slipped inside her while another flicked her clit and all the while that damned hand kept tickling and kneading her sides and tits.
“And all the while you’re being tickled into insanity, can’t get air into your lungs, want it to stop but it feels sooooo good...” A second finger joined the first and drove deeper inside her. Lights burst behind her eyes and she felt her hands clench against the arms of the chair.
“Until you don’t know whether you want more or less, whether you’d ever do it again or if you’d do it every night until the day you die and above all that you realise that you simply can’t take any more and you just want it to...”
“STOP!” The word ripped from the TV set and seemed to dive straight through Karen and end between her thighs, joining the wonderful sensations swirling around those devilish fingers and shoving Karen so far over the edge she couldn’t see the way back. Karen’s scream of pleasure joined the noise from the TV and mixed to form the most delicious concoction. The hand at her tits found a nipple, rolled it between thumb and forefinger and pinched hard. Karen hadn’t even started to come down from the extraordinary highs she’d reached as the second orgasm hit her. She gaped for air, found none and the world went black.
Karen groaned as her eyes flickered open. the gentle blur of the room coming gradually into focus as she saw red hair and green eyes staring intently at her. She realised that her bonds had been released and that Tina was watching her intently to ensure she was alright.
“I’m... I’m okay Tina, really... I just.... I....”
“Shh, shh, it’s okay sweetie, it’s okay. The first time can be a little intense.”
“INTENSE? God, I’ve never felt so... so...
“Horny?”
“Alive.”
Tina laughed at that and helped ease Karen off the chair and onto a large comfortable sofa so that they could sit side by side. For a long moment they sat in silence, neither entirely sure what to say next before they both started talking at once.
“No, please, you first.” Tina said, “It was your first time in bondage after all.”
“I just wanted to know, is it always like that? That intense I mean?”
“I’d say yes, often times more so actually.:
“Really?”
“Yep, especially if you have a bond with your dom.”
“Oh...” Karen’s voice trailed off and again silence descended.
“So, tell me something.” Karen asked. “How come”
“I was the sub?” Tina asked, as if she’d been rehearsing the conversation.
“Actually no, although that’s certainly a question I’d like to come back to.”
“Oh, umm, okay, sorry. What was the question?”
“I was just wondering why you have what appears to be a dungeon in your house?”
Tina laughed and slid an arm around Karen’s shoulders as they settled back into the couch.
“That, my dear, is a very interesting story...”
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Karen groaned and rolled over, her hand tugging her pillow with her to cover her ears as she tried desperately to block out the enthusiastic, continuous and above all loud noises being made by the couple in the room directly above hers for the fourth night in a row. Her eyes were screwed shut as she tried to burrow into the mattress seeking some way of cutting off her senses from the racket that had previously robbed her of sleep and now threatened to rob her of her sanity.
With a sigh she reached an arm out from under the nest of blankets she’d wrapped around herself in her attempts at sensory deprivation and, after a couple of false starts, turned on the small desktop lamp. The dull 40w bulb lit the room in a glow that could charitably be described as warm, although that was more to do with the small dimensions of the typical university bedroom she occupied than any deliberate attempt at mood lighting. Groaning she puled herself out of bed and wrapped a fleece dressing gown around her otherwise naked body as she shuffled over to the computer and wiggled the mouse to bring it out of sleep mode. Immediately her latest essay jumped into life on the screen and, just as quickly, she closed it. Now was not the time to be writing an in-depth analysis of the American attitude to nudity in the media and its impact on society, not with two horny lovebirds going at it hell for leather above her. Instead she opened her instant messenger and, to her surprise, found that Tina was on-line. Before she could collect her sluggish thoughts enough to remember how a keyboard worked a message was already glowing accusingly on the screen.
“Hey, what are you doing awake, I thought you had an essay to finish tomorrow?”
“Technically it’s not due in for another week...”
“Right, but considering you have to be restrained and sedated if you come within three days of a deadline...”
“Oh VERY funny!”
“I thought so, now stop dodging the question, what are you still doing awake?”
“Well, if you must know, the fuck bunnies upstairs are at it again”
“And?”
“What do you mean, ‘and?’.”
“I mean, and why is this keeping you awake? It’s just sex after all, how hard can it be to ignore?”
“Do you have any IDEA how loud these two are?”
“So? Just lean back, relax, break out a dildo and go with the flow!”
“TINA!”
“Oh come on, when in Rome and all that.”
“ 1) We’re not in Rome, we’re in Wales. 2) How drunk are you if you’d even think of suggesting that?”
“Drunk? Hell, it’s only my consideration for your prudish side that kept me from asking if you wanted me to come over and help you drown them out.”
“OMG! I cannot BELIEVE you just said that! Typed that. Whatever.”
“What can I say, you’re hot, I’m horny and it’d make for some good campus gossip in the morning.”
“Which is a worthwhile goal I grant you but still... hang on a minute would ya?”
Karen pulled back from the keyboard and gazed at the ceiling. For the last couple of minutes the noise had died away but now she could her a rhythmic clinking sound and renewed grunts.
“Okay, that’s weird.” She typed.
“What’s weird”.
“Sounds like... I don’t know what it sounds like actually, maybe they broke the bed and a spring’s digging into their flesh while they fuck.”
“Ah, poetic justice, gotta love it. I somehow doubt it though.”
“Hey, there’s nothing else metal in these rooms! Not that moves anyway.”
“Metal? Let me hear that would ya?”
“Hang on while I turn on the mic... okay, how’s that?”
“Well... I can hear something but it’s a bit faint...”
At that precise moment, from the floor above came a grunt of pain and a very deep female voice growling “don’t you dare even think about cuming without permission or I’ll twist this so tight you’ll never cum again!”
There was a long pause then a new message popped up from Tina: “BRB, LMFAO”.
Karen found herself caught between wanting to laugh and suddenly worrying that Tina was laughing at her rather than her circumstances. It was several long, tense minutes before more text spilled onto her screen.
“Oh my god, sorry about that, I just couldn’t stop laughing”
“About what?”
“The timing of course! Of all the moments to switch on your mic you had to catch THAT particular soundbite.”
Karen paused,chewing her lip as she wondered whether or not to even ask the question that was on the tip of her tongue. “So.... you know what they’re doing then?” she typed, finger hovering over the return key for a long moment before stabbing down. She felt her stomach squirm as she waited for the response.
“I don’t know but I can take a guess.”
“Okay, so what’s your guess?”
“Are you sure you want to know?”
“I’m asking aren’t I?”
“Ah, but are you sure?”
“Yes damn it.”
“Okay, well, I’d say... are you really sure?”
“GODDAMNIT! Why are you torturing me like this?”
“Because it’s fun of course!”
“Ha Ha Ha. Now spill, what are my sick and twisted upstairs neighbors doing that’s so important it ranks above giving the rest of the block a decent nights sleep?”
“Well, not to put too fine a point on it, they’re playing bondage games sweetie”
“Bondage games?”
“Yes, you know, bondage? Tying your partner up, doms and subs, all that jazz?”
“Ummm....”
“Oh come on, you’ve never heard of bondage?”
“Of course I’ve heard of bondage! It’s just, well, umm.... I’ve, uh.... never looked at it I guess.”
“Wait a minute, you’re 21, you haven’t had a date in three months, you’ve got a direct connection from your Mac to one of the fastest internet connections in the UK and you’ve never even looked up bondage videos before now?”
“It’s against the rules, you know that.”
“Actually it’s not.”
“Sure it is, hang on, I’ve got the usage policy right here”
“No, it’s not. It’s against the rules to display something on screen that can cause offense but that doesn’t apply to your own monitor in your own room with the curtains drawn.”
“You’re not serious?”
“Yep, otherwise they’d spend all their time having to try to prove someone downloaded porn for their own personal use instead of just trying to stop us all downloading music and movies for free.”
“Hmm...”
“Look, trust me on this one, no-one’s been done for downloading smut for years and if you don’t think it’s going on every single night in every dorm across campus then you really do need to get out more.”
“Okay, okay, we’re all pervs at heart, got it.”
“So, answer the question, why haven’t you looked up this sort of thing before?”
“I told you it’s against the rules!”
“No, that’s an excuse not a reason.”
Karen felt herself blush as she read the words. Ever since she’d met Tina six months earlier the redhead had always been able to read her like a book. Sometimes it almost seemed supernatural just how much she knew about her emotions, hell it was as if Tina knew her mind better than she did! Tentatively she reached for the keyboard, knowing it was only postponing the inevitable to lie.
“Well, if you must know... I’ve always been a little afraid of it.”
“Afraid, why? You know that bondage and pain aren’t the same thing right?”
“No, that’s not it. It’s, well....”
“Come on honey, you can tell me anything, you know that.”
And it was true, Karen realised, she really could tell Tina anything and have it accepted without being judged. They’d had a similar sort of conversation shortly after they’d met about how she’d never slept with a guy before and was worried about practically everything to do with sex. Granted, that conversation had only begun thanks to a large quantity of alcohol but still, Tina had never used that conversation in any way other than to help her get over hey shyness and inhibitions.
“No, I was scared that.. that I might enjoy it.”
There was a long pause and Karen stared at the screen trying to restrain her impulse to ask if everything was alright. After almost two minutes her fingers twitched towards they keys but before she could type anything a new message appeared.
“Want to find out?”
“What do you mean.”
“Have I ever told you I really respect your ability to face truths about yourself like you just did? I’ve never quite been able to pull off that trick.”
“Uh, thank you?”
“Look, what I’m trying to say... god this really is hard, you’ll have to teach me how to do this like you do...”
“Just relax, take a deep breath and type.” Karen replied, realising with a start their roles had switched in the blink of an eye and suddenly it seemed to be Tina who was nervous and shy, not a description Karen would normally have applied to her friend.
“Okay, okay... look, the truth is I’ve been into bondage and, uh, other things for a while now and I went through exactly the same thing you’re going through now. If you want I could help you out a bit, give you some pointers that sort of thing, if you want I mean.”
A muffled groan of mixed pain and pleasure wafted down from the room above and it seemed to settle over Karen, drifting through her body until it settled in a pleasant tingle just below her hips. In that instant she knew she really didn’t have any choice.
“Okay.”
“Great. Pack yourself an overnight bag and come down to my place for the weekend. Everyone else is away on some weird team building weekend, we’ll have the place to ourselves and if nothing else you can get some sleep.”
“But, my essay...”
“Isn’t due until next Friday and if I know you you’ve probably only got the editing to do anyway. Come on, one weekend off won’t kill you. In fact it might help you relax a bit.”
“I.. okay, fine, you win. Anything in particular you want me to bring? I’m afraid I’m a little short on handcuffs at the moment.”
“You could always ask your neighbors to borrow theirs.”
“Sounds like they’re using ‘em...” Karen stared at the screen, almost unable to believe she’d written the words. It was as if, now she’d made this decision, the weight of it had lifted from her shoulders and she really could relax and even look forward to whatever came next. Or maybe it was just whistling in the cemetery she thought.
“LOL, fair enough. No, just bring yourself, a couple of changes of clothes... oh, and that white t-shirt / tight jeans combo you wore to the Bay last week.”
“Okay, give me half an hour and I’ll be down.”
“Clock’s running...”
Karen laughed and signed out from the chat program. She felt strangely liberated as she grabbed her pre-packed overnight bag and quickly checked through the contents to make sure she hadn’t forgotten anything when she’d come back from Dan’s place last week. That was one lesson she’d quickly learnt, when your friends are genetically pre-disposed to throwing random parties you really do not want to be scrabbling round your room for clean clothes while they’ve already started on the booze. Far better to have a grab-bag ready and waiting. She paused as she grabbed her jeans and t-shirt from their hanger then, with a wicked grin, simply pulled both items on without benefit of underwear. It was, after all, a warm night and only a short walk down the hill to Tina’s house.
Barely five minutes after that last message Karen was out of the door and walking quickly down through the campus. The university was on top of a hill on the outskirts of town which made getting back to your room after a heavy night a bit of a pain but getting into town was very easy indeed. Slinging her bag over a shoulder she checked her watch and picked up her pace a little. There was a gentle breeze blowing in from the sea and, as she came to the large plaza in front of the student union, she could look out over the sleeping town and, as always happened, the view made her breath catch in her throat. The jumble of buildings nestled between the two large hills with the sea a dark patch in the middle distance looked like something from another time and she always found it stunning. Any other night she might have been tempted to pause a minute but tonight was different. She felt energized, excited in a way she’d never been before and even a minute of delay was unacceptable right now.
Ten minutes later she was standing outside the large house Tina shared with three other students and trying to still her trembling hands enough to open the small gate. Nerves that had flown away so easily were now back with reinforcements. What was she doing here, what was she thinking, what was going to happen to her, was she ever going to leave this building again, was.... Her train of thought was interrupted just as it was about to leave the tracks by the front door opening before her. The hall light glowed brightly silhouetting a beautiful figure leaning against the door frame.
“So... are you going to stand out there all night or come in?” Tina asked, unable to entirely mask the laughter in her voice. Karen glowered at her but, she had to admit, her previous nerves had gone again and she ripped the gate open strode forward up the garden path and into the old stone house. “Go into my room, I’ll be with you in a second.” Tina said as she went to shut and lock the outside door. Karen obeyed without thinking, after all she’d been here about dozens of times before and this was normally how those visits had started. She walked through the open door into the large bedroom, put her bag safely behind the door and dropped into a chair. A rustle of fabric announced the entrance of her hostess. Karen looked around to see Tina walk over to the bed and felt her jaw drop.
Tina wore a floor-length black dress that was tight in all the right places. Black gloves covered her hands and arms up to the elbows. Her red hair tumbled down her back and seemed to glow against the dress, green eyes sparkling as she sat on the bed and lent forward to stare at her visitor.
“Oh my god Tina, you look... wow.” Karen stammered as she wondered why the sight of her, admittedly gorgeous, friend was having such an effect on her.
“You don’t like bad yourself babe.” Tina replied, casting a long, approving gaze over Karen’s denim and cotton clad body. “Very, very nice indeed actually.”
Karen blushed and dropped her gaze, her long brown hair flipping forward to partially hide her face. A hand immediately cupped her chin and eased her gaze upwards to meet those piercing green eyes. “Lesson one, never be ashamed of who and what you are.” Tina said, a smile playing on her lips. Karen found herself unable to do more than nod, her voice caught in her throat. Tina looked at her for a long minute then dropped her hand. “Lesson two, never do anything new when you’re ready to drop”.
“What?”
“You’re about to collapse through lack of sleep honey, and that’s not the way you want to start. Trust me on that.”
“But...”
“No, trust me Karen, the thing you need right now is sleep. Come on, get in” Tina slid off the bed and held up the sheets.
“No, it’s okay, I’ll take the floor, it’s your bed.”
“Yes it is, and I’m giving it to you, now no arguments please, get in, lie down on your front and relax.”
Karen opened her mouth to protest then thought better of it. There was a hint of steel in her voice that Karen hadn’t heard before and that suggested there was only so far Karen could push her luck. Instead she slipped between the sheets and pillowed her head on her arms. She felt the bed shift as Tina sat down on her right then strong hands were at her shoulders rubbing and kneading the muscles. The world seemed to fade away, all the stress and tension of the last few days dissolving in moments as Tina worked the various knots and strains. A groan slipped from Karen’s lips and her eyes flickered closed. Her breathing slowed as fingers trailed down her spine, Her body jerked gently as her nerves fired from the silky smooth touch of those devilish fingers but she barely registered as she drifted into sleep. Dimly she felt the weight of the sheets being draped over her and the last thing she felt was the gentlest touch of lips against the back of her neck and the ticklish touch of silky smooth hair flickering over her shoulders that echoed through her dreams.
Karen stretched and blinked at the soft daylight washing through the room. For a moment she didn’t know where she was then the events of the night before flooded back and she looked around the room for Tina. She wasn’t there but a small tray on the coffee table in the middle of the room caught her eye. She swung her legs out of bed and wandered over, picking up a folded note on the tray that read:
Eat what you want then come and meet me next door. T
Karen was instantly curious. The house had originally been modified to provide six large bedrooms but with the university providing a whole new block of accommodation this year the landlord had found it difficult to rent the whole building. Tina had told her they’d paid a little more than normal but had full use of all the rooms. Thinking about it Karen realised that Tins had always ducked questions about what they actually used the space for, instead passing it off as a premium paid to get some peace and quiet. Well, she thought as she tucked in to the croissants and orange juice so thoughtfully provided, that at least was one mystery that would soon be solved.
Five minutes later Karen took what felt like the seven hardest steps she had taken in her whole life from the door to Tina’s bedroom to the door of the room nextdoor. She raised a hand to knock, then thought better of it and simply opened the door and stepped into darkness. She took a few faltering steps forward waiting for her eyes to adjust as the door swung shut behind her. After a few moments a light flared in the corner of the room as a match was struck and applied to a candle around neck height on the wall. Red hair flashed for a moment then vanished into the dark. Karen looked around but the little night vision she’d had had been destroyed by the match.
“Sit” A single word from the inky blackness around her and she noticed the chair for the first time. It looked normal enough at first glance, black leather reaching up in a wide tall backrest and extending down to a well padded seat. The arms and legs were a little unusual she thought as she eased into the chair, padded far beyond what she’d consider necessary to the point she couldn’t even feel the structure of the chair underneath the leather. It was comfortable though she thought, relaxing slightly as she tried to make out the room around her.
“Two things before we start” The voice came from directly behind her and she almost jumped out of her skin. “First, safewords. These are two phrases you will remember but not use unless you need to either pause or stop the session. For simplicities sake I’d suggest using yellow and red. Yellow will pause the session for a minute, red will instantly stop whatever is going on. Understand?”
“Y, yes”. Karen replied, her voice almost failing her.
“Second... relax” And now Tina sounded more like herself, the steel and command retreating for the moment. “We’re here to give you some idea of what bondage can be like, not turn you into a broken slut.” Karen actually laughed at that, reminding herself that this was her friend, not an unknown voice in the dark.
“Now” Tina continued, her voice once more slipping back into something more than Karen was used to. “I think the best way to start you off is to show you what can be done.” In front of her a light burst against the darkness and she shielded her eyes, blinking away the spots dancing before her as she realised she was looking at a TV screen. “And, while we’re about it let’s give you a little taste of what this feels like... hold still.” Something dropped over Karen’s eyes without warning and before she knew what was happening a blindfold had been slipped over her head and secured in place. Her first instinct was to claw at the cloth but the echo of that instruction bounced around her head and she forced herself to stay still in the chair.
“Very good. Now I’m going to secure you to the chair, don’t worry this will be a very gentle introduction.”
Karen swallowed but made an effort to unclench her hands from the fists they’d formed and relax her tense muscles. She heard a rustle and a gentle clink and something soft wrapped around her right wrist. It was pulled tight and secured in place yet, with a very gentle motion upwards, she realised her arm was still free to move. The process repeated on her left wrist then both ankles. but still she could move freely.
“Ready?” Tina asked, the word a soft breath in her ear that seemed to scythe straight through her and settle between her thighs. She couldn’t speak so instead she simply nodded. An instant later there was a raid fire clicking sound and suddenly Karen found herself unable to lift her wrists or move her ankles more than about an inch in any direction. Another rustle and the blindfold slid up over her head leaving her blinking in the flickering candle light and staring at the TV screen.
“So now what?” Karen asked, sounding much more confident than she actually was.
Again the voice came from behind her: “Now... you watch.”
The screen flickered then burst into life and she gasped at the scene before her. A gorgeous woman lay on black silk sheets, her arms and legs stretched spread-eagled to the very corners of the bed. Her wrists and ankles were wrapped in leather cuffs which, in turn, were securely attached to the bedframe by solid steel bars. Another bar was attached between her wrists, and yet another between her ankles effectively locking her limbs in place and allowing no movement at all.
The woman was clearly naked although a towel had been placed over her torso just above her breasts and lying over the very tops of her thighs. The result was that while everything was hidden it was also the most erotic image Karen had ever seen. It was so distracting it took her a moment to notice that the womans head was also restrained by the simple means of her long red pony tail being tied to the headboard. A band had been placed around the fingers of each hand and, it seemed, attached to the handcuffs to prevent her even clenching her fists.
A blindfold was wrapped tight over her eyes but Karen knew with absolute certainty, that it hid very familiar green eyes. Karen turned her head, trying to see behind her but finding the chair preventing any view of her friend.
“Yes, that’s me. My first time in bondage.” Tina confirmed as if reading her mind. “Now pay attention.” Karen returned her gaze to the screen lapping up every detail, unable to deny the fascination and, yes, outright desire the image held for her.
Another woman moved into shot, tall and elegant with a mane of blond hair spilling down her back. Her entire body was encased in a black rubber catsuit that caught every pinprick of light in the room and seemed to sparkle like starlight. She walked around the bed, checking each restraint and ensuring that there was no slack to be found anywhere. Every time she finished with a limb she would trail what had to be cold, slick fingers along the exposed flesh until Tina visibly shivered then moved on. Not once did Karen see her make it more than about six inches away from the restraints before Tina’s body betrayed her.
“Now, one last time, your safewords are...” The blonde asked Tina, her voice deep and filled with barely-concealed desire.
“Yellow and Red mistress” Tina replied immediately.
“Good” The blonde replied, running a hand gently over Tina’s collarbone. “And the results of those words are...”
“Yellow is a break with punishment. Red is a full stop, break, then see if I can continue.”
“And if you can...”
“Then... then you open the envelope I gave you with my... my...” She trailed off, unable to finish the sentence.
“With the worst punishment you could think of inside.” the blonde said. “And if you want to stop the session completely?”
“Mary” Tina said, blushing behind the blindfold and it was obvious to Karen from the grin that spread over the blondes lips that it was her name that Tina had picked as her drop-dead safeword.
“Right, then let’s get started.” Mary slipped into a chair at the end of the bed and brought her hands up to Tina’s exposed soles. Without a word of warning she raked her rubber-clad fingers over the waiting flesh, The reaction was instant, every muscle in Tina’s body straining against her bonds at once as she shrieked with laughter. But her bondage was too tight to allow her anything more than a millimeter of movement. Her head shock once and immediately her shriek of laughter became one of pain as her hair pulled tight. Mary paused for a moment to allow Tina to move her head back into a straight ahead position then resumed her assault.
The laughter that poured from the redheads lips seemed to flow through the screen and into Karen as she watched her friend, her... mistress - yes, that was accurate wasn’t it, at least in this time and place - her mistress being tormented. Was this what lay in store for her? Her eyes were wide as she watched Mary lower her mouth to Tina’s toes and start to lick and nip at the oh-so-sensitive flesh. Tina went ballistic as Mary ran her teeth over the flesh at the base of her toes. Her stomach shook so hard from her laughter the towel slipped away, sliding down her right side and revealing her body to the camera. Karen found herself leaning forward in the chair, her hips moving ever-so-slightly from side to side as she watched, starting to put herself in the scene that was playing out in front of her. Her bondage felt like it was tightening around her, each movement sending small shockwaves through her flesh. Her blood pounded in her ears, her world becoming the scene unfolding in front of her, totally caught up in the action until..
“Y..YELLOW!” Tina screamed, her entire body shaking with the force of the word.
Mary immediately pulled her fingers away, standing up and moving to check on Tina. Her hand gently wiped a few strands of loose hair away from her face as she checked her breathing. It took almost a minute until Tina had recovered sufficiently to be breathing somewhat normally. Mary left the shot for a few seconds and returned with a bottle of water. Gently she eased a few sips past Tina’s lips, making sure she didn’t take in too much in her awkward position. Another minute passed as she checked the restraints on her victim before speaking.
“Feeling better?”
“Y.. yes mistress”
“Ready to carry on?”
“Yes mistress.”
“Then we’d better get on with your punishment hadn’t we?”
“Yes mistress.”
“Oh I think we can do better than that. What would you like me to do?”
“Pl.. please punish me mistress”
“Excellent pet. Now what do you think this is...” Mary reached behind her an pulled a small vibrator from a bedside cabinet before running it over the stomach and breasts of her victim. When she didn’t receive an answer she kept moving upwards until the plastic cock slipped between the willing lips of her slave. She worked it in and out for a few seconds, clearly enjoying the way Tina was working her mouth around the fake dick, her tongue snaking out to caress it in a way that would have any man exploding in about two seconds flat. Mary pulled the dildo away and held it tantalizingly over the pursed lips waiting for an answer which came immediately.
“A dildo mistress.”
“Very good, and I see you did a good job getting it ready too. I like it when you anticipate my desires pet.”
“Thank you mistress.”
“Now hold still and do try to remember the extent of your bondage...”
Without a word Mary slid down Tinas body and slid the dildo easily in one smooth motion into her pussy. Karen gasped involuntarily as she watched and her back arched in desire as the on-screen Tina gasped as her body accepted the intruder then moaned in desire as Mary flipped on the vibrator. Pausing only to make sure that it wasn’t going to fall out Mary grabbed the towel and, much to Karen’s disappointment, covered Tina’s naked body once more. She turned to return to her feet then paused and threw a wicked look at the camera.
“You know, we’re really not being fair here, it’s far too easy for that towel to come off. You did, after all, want to preserve your modesty didn’t you?”
“Yes mistress.”
“Good. This might hurt a little...” She reached over to the bedside cabinet again with her right hand while her left gently scooped Tina’s right breast and positioned her nipple up against the thin fabric of the towel. Without warning she brought a clothes pin out of the cabinet and slipped it over both the towel and Tina’s nipple before letting it snap shut. The scream echoed throughout the room around Karen despite it being recorded and played on the TV in front of her. Once again Tina’s body had gone rigid although now it was obviously from the pain stabbing through her. A sob was ripped from her lips but she didn’t cry out again and, much to Karens surprise, no safe word was forthcoming. Mary leant over and kissed her slave full on the lips, a long, slow sensual kiss that seemed to ease the pain as Tina responded and kissed her back as well as she could considering her current predicament.
As Mary kissed her she slid a hand gently down the curve of her throat and along her shoulders, working the muscles there for a moment in a gentle massage before diving sideways and drilling down into the exposed armpit. Tina burst into laughter but her delightful protests were muffled by Mary’s lips on her own. It was a strange sight, almost as if Mary was feeding on her laughter but it was also hotter than Karen would have believed possible..
Mary kept her lips locked over Tina’s as she brought her free hand down to Tina’s left side and started to tickle the exposed flesh. Up and down she ran her fingers, all the way from the crook of her elbow down, down to her armpit pausing for a moment to swirl, poke and prod in that vulnerable hollow before continuing down, squeezing and kneading her side down to the top of the towel. At the same time her left hand continued to poke and prod, scratch and scrape at Tina’s right armpit and Karen found herself wondering how Mary had learnt such wonderful dexterity as she never seemed to miss a beat. It was all perfectly synchronised so that as one hand moved on to a slightly more gentle tickle the other would hit a particular spot in a particular way and Tina would erupt in fresh howls. Usually those wonderful sounds where muffled by Mary’s lips and tongue but occasionally, as Mary came up for air, some would sneak out and every single syllable seemed to knife through Mary as she watched.
Finally, after minutes spent locked together, Mary brought her head up, freeing Tina’s voice from its captivity and letting a stream of laughter babble over both victim and tormentor. Tina was clearly struggling to hold back from using her safeword, although Karen found herself wondering which word was fighting to escape from those luscious lips. And yet beneath the laughter there was the occasional groan from the sensations being forced upon Tina by the intruder deep inside her. Mary too must have picked up on the change as she pulled away from her captive for a moment and swung herself up on top of her bound body. She knelt astride Tina’s waist, her feet trailing up Tina’s body and tucking in neatly under her arms. She ran her gloved fingers down the creamy flesh of those spread thighs, stroking and sending shivers throughout Tina’s body. The groans came faster now, rising in tone and urgency as Mary let her fingers travel down to the very edge of the towel, teasing the curve where thigh met body and causing a shiver large enough to visibly move Tina’s body.
With a lightning quick movement Mary slipped her hand beneath the towel and turned the vibrator up full. Tina screamed her pleasure as the sensations tore through her and, in that one moment of distraction, Mary moved her hands back up to a point just above Tina’s knees and squeezed. The scream of desire changed instantly into one of ticklish torment as Tina howled in protest. Mary simply laughed and dug in, fingers kneading the flesh seemingly uncaring at the obvious carnage her actions were causing. She lifted a long, lean leg and slid her foot up Tina’s face, her toes hooking around the strap of the blindfold. As a particularly strong tremor passed up her body Mary flexed her thigh, lifted the blindfold clear off Tina’s face to reveal those familiar green eyes blazing with desire.
As light flooded into her world again Tina felt the hands of her tormentor slide down her legs and cup her knees. She opened her mouth to beg for just a moment, a single moment of mercy to let her catch her breath... too late. The hands squeezed, kneading and scratching at her skin and, at that same exact instant, Mary brought her legs up, flexing her calves and bringing her feet down perfectly to shove the clothespin that held both towel and nipple viciously down to one side.
Stars burst behind her eyes, her breath caught in her throat, her entire body seemed to contract and expand simultaneously and the most powerful orgasm she’d ever felt in her life washed over her. Pleasure beyond anything she’d experienced consumed her senses, a fire burning her, burning through her and everywhere it touched she welcomed its warmth. And yet, through it all, she could feel dimly, on the edge of her awareness, the ever-present tickling as Mary kept up her attack. The flame receded but in its place the tickling sensations seemed to flood in, a wave of water so cold it froze her limbs solid as her mind and nerves reeled away in shock. Still the attack continued and she could do nothing, not even shake her head thanks to the bondage that held her immobile. She gasped for air as blackness clawed at her vision, a thin ring around the edge of her sight that seemed to grow with every second that passed. With one supreme effort she overrode every thought and feeling that warred within her, sucked in one last desperate lung-full of air and screamed “YELLOW!”
Once again Mary stopped immediately, turning the vibrator off and slid it out of her body before standing beside her slave. Her fingers and eyes checked muscles and extremities for any sign of trouble but nothing seemed to be wrong. She let Tina sip down more water and gave her at least five minutes to come back to the land of the living.
“You know what happens now don’t you?” Mary said, her voice halfway between playful and threatening.
“Yes Mistress.” Tina’s voice, in contrast, was almost unrecognizable. Deep and husky from a mix of desire and the damage done by her near-constant laughter Karen couldn’t begin to guess what emotions were ruling her friend at that moment. “You have to punish me mistress.”
“True. Do you think that, under the circumstances, we can dispense with this sheet?”
“Yes mistress.”
“Good.” Mary reached over and eased the clothespin away from its grip on flesh and cloth, sliding the towel off that incredible body and easing the pain in the nipple with long, cool laps with her tongue. Tina groaned and closed her eyes at the touch.
“I would so hate to have to torture the other one just to make sure that towel stayed on...” Mary teased as she lifted her head and sat down on the bed next to her exhausted victim. “Now, I have something very special for you and this will be the last part of your session today. As such you will follow slightly different rules. Say ‘Stop’ and the session is over but you will have to suffer one final punishment. Otherwise the session ends when I am satisfied. Understand?”
“Yes mistress.”
“Good. To make things a little easier for you I’ll grant you a little more freedom.” Mary lent across the bed and working quickly and surely, released Tina’s hair from the bed and smoothed it out in a giant red fan above her head. Gently Mary eased Tina’s head and neck from side to side, making sure that everything was working as it should.
“How does that feel pet?”
“Wonderful mistress, thank you.”
“I told you, when we began, I expect a lot from my slaves but, in return, I also reward them when they excel. Now hold still, I will need to ensure that we get a good fit for this last trial...”
Mary stepped out of view of the camera and Karen found herself holding her breath in nervous anticipation while some small, independent part of her mind noticed with some amusement that Tina was doing exactly the same thing on-screen. Mary walked back into view and Karen gasped, a sound echoed from the screen as Tina caught sight of the dildo in Mary’s outstretched hand. It wasn’t particular long but it was simply massive in diameter, it looked like a forearm rather than a cock, and the forearm of a pretty beefy individual at that. Tina’s eyes were wide as saucers, her head shaking slowly from side to side. The word “No” was clearly fighting to escape her lips and it was only her determination not to appear weak before her mistress that kept her silent.
“What, don’t you like your reward?” Karen asked, teasing Tina with a gentle stroke of her bound thighs.
“I... I don’t know if I can take that mistress. I mean, physically take it.”
“I don’t expect you to, not at first anyway.” Karen squeezed a bulb hanging off the back of the enormous cock and it seemed to shrink down until it looked like a still-large but manageable toy. Without a word of explanation Karen bent down and worked the device into Tina’s soaked pussy, hardly needing to push it at all as Tina’s body seemed to devour the offering.
“A friend of mine bought me this a year ago and it is the only toy in my entire collection that I have never used on myself. I have however used it on all my slaves in that time and every single one has broken under its torments.” She reached down and pressed the only button visible on the device. Immediately it started to buzz and there was a brief, odd sucking sound as Tina groaned.
“It will inflate automatically once a minute. There is nothing you can do to stop this short of stopping the whole session. As it gets larger you will find that the sensations become more and more intense, far beyond anything you’ve experienced before. If you can so much as think about cumming for a week after using this without wincing it would be a record amongst my slaves. However, I will do my best to distract you from the pain... and pleasure.” Mary laughed as she said the last word and Karen gulped for air as she realised she hadn’t taken a proper breath since the dildo had been revealed.
Mary slid down the beautiful bound woman until she knelt at the end of the bed, her fingers positioned perfectly to access everything from toes to ankle. She paused then as if wanting to give Tina a chance to contemplate her fate. Tina had raised her head as far as she could and was now gazing down the length of her own captive body to stare at her tormentor. Their eyes locked and Karen wouldn’t have been surprised if the air between them had caught fire. Time seemed to freeze as the tableau held suspended in front of Karen, these two gorgeous women both loving every second that they spent together while, at the same time, one was dreading the next few minutes as the other desired it more than anything in the world at that moment. A small hiss broke the silence and Tina’s eyes closed as she shivered from the increased pressure in her pussy and at that moment Karen struck, her fingers diving down Tina’s stretched soles, poking and prodding as they hunted for every last vulnerable spot and motion. Green eyes flashed open in a heartbeat and full lips curled into a tormented grimace.
Karen watched stunned as Mary went on the attack. It suddenly became clear that what had been done to Tina earlier had just been a warm up compared to this. Fingers flew so fast they blurred, diving poking and stroking up and down her soles and disappearing between helpless toes. Blonde hair swirled as Mary lowered her head and drew the toes of one foot into her mouth. While what she was doing was hidden from view the effect was immediate as Tina actually rose a fraction off the bed, something Karen would have sworn was impossible considering the severity of the bondage.
To Karen’s surprise Tina didn’t utter a sound, although the muscles in her arms clenched tight and her stomach shock. Mary drilled her fingers into the arches of her feet, luxuriating in the smooth flesh that was now her playground. Over and over again she dug her fingers into the soft supple soles, yet still Tina didn’t utter a sound. Her lips were clenched tight, head shaking from side to side as she clung to her defiance. Karen couldn’t understand it, why fight so hard to deny what had to come, what could she hope to gain?
Mary paused for a moment, her head cocked slightly as if listening for a signal. Right on cue that telltale hiss could be faintly heard and Tina seemed to explode. Her body went taught, every muscle quivering, her eyes were rolled back in her head and her mouth hung open. And yet, somehow, she remained silent.
Mary raised an eyebrow in surprise but didn’t say a word. Instead she reached up to her shoulder and peeled the rubber from her right arm, then the same from her left exposing creamy flesh, long slim fingers and, Karen actually gulped at the sight, long tapered fingernails. She lent forward and raked them down Tina’s soles, points first, before the redhead had managed to even come close to catching her breath or regaining her senses. The smallest hint of a laugh escaped her lips before she caught herself, her head swinging forward to hide her face beneath a wave of hair.
Karen was by now straining at her bonds, leaning forward as far as she could in the chair not wanting to miss a single detail on the screen while wishing the scene was happening live in front of her. So lost was she in the images before her she didn’t hear the slight creak from the floorboards as Tina finally moved from her perch in the darkness, stepped behind the chair, reached around and drove her fingers into Karen’s sides. Instantly the brunette howled with laughter, caught completely off guard by the attack. Instinctively she tried to wriggle away and turn round to see the woman tickling her but a hissed voice stopped her dead even as the tickling intensified.
“No, keep watching the screen and do not, under any circumstances, turn around.”
It took a supreme effort but Karen obeyed, her laughter echoing through the room and drowning the quiet sounds drifting from the TV. There, Mary was busy scraping those long nails back and forth on the very base of Tina’s toes and the redhead was going crazy trying to control her reactions. Another full-body wave of tension shot through her and it was obvious to Karen that Tina had just cum again. Somehow it seemed to intensify the feelings Tina was causing as she tormented Karen, as it was Karen who’d just cum from the pressure of that enormous dildo. Even as rational thought fled from her mind some part of her wondered what it would feel like as that monster inflated inside her, constantly stretching her body until she felt like she’d burst. She wondered, through the haze of laughter that had become her world, if she would ever get to experience such a thing.
A shriek from the TV instantly convinced her she never wanted to. On-screen Tina was pulling so hard on her restraints that either the leather or her wrists seemed sure to break. Her head shook violently as she screamed “No! Please mistress, PLEASE!”. Mary didn’t say a word but simply redoubled her efforts by flicking her nails against Tina’s soles. Karen felt her breath catch in her throat as she found herself caught between the next wave of laughter and something more... erotic and slightly disturbing considering the woman on screen before her was clearly being tortured.
“You have no idea what that felt like...” Tina whispered in her ear even as her on-screen self howled in laughter, pain and, underneath it all, pleasure. “You just keep cumming and cumming and it gets more and more intense as the dildo gets bigger...” Her voice faded out as one hand dipped to the crotch of Karen’s jeans and pressed hard against the growing damp patch as her other hand moved to tickle Karen’s breasts.
“But as it starts to fill you up and stretch you out...” Karen moaned in pleasure as the hand probing at her pussy easily unbuttoned her jeans and slid inside, pausing only a second at the lack of underwear. The other hand switched from tickling to caressing her nipples for a long moment before scratching and scrabbling at the point where tit met ribs. Another shriek of pain and pleasure tore through the on-screen Tina and tears splashed down her cheeks.
“Your pussy can’t contract and every single pulse hurts but leaves you just a little more desperate for release...” Karen was lost now, floating somewhere in between this world and cloud nine as a finger slipped inside her while another flicked her clit and all the while that damned hand kept tickling and kneading her sides and tits.
“And all the while you’re being tickled into insanity, can’t get air into your lungs, want it to stop but it feels sooooo good...” A second finger joined the first and drove deeper inside her. Lights burst behind her eyes and she felt her hands clench against the arms of the chair.
“Until you don’t know whether you want more or less, whether you’d ever do it again or if you’d do it every night until the day you die and above all that you realise that you simply can’t take any more and you just want it to...”
“STOP!” The word ripped from the TV set and seemed to dive straight through Karen and end between her thighs, joining the wonderful sensations swirling around those devilish fingers and shoving Karen so far over the edge she couldn’t see the way back. Karen’s scream of pleasure joined the noise from the TV and mixed to form the most delicious concoction. The hand at her tits found a nipple, rolled it between thumb and forefinger and pinched hard. Karen hadn’t even started to come down from the extraordinary highs she’d reached as the second orgasm hit her. She gaped for air, found none and the world went black.
Karen groaned as her eyes flickered open. the gentle blur of the room coming gradually into focus as she saw red hair and green eyes staring intently at her. She realised that her bonds had been released and that Tina was watching her intently to ensure she was alright.
“I’m... I’m okay Tina, really... I just.... I....”
“Shh, shh, it’s okay sweetie, it’s okay. The first time can be a little intense.”
“INTENSE? God, I’ve never felt so... so...
“Horny?”
“Alive.”
Tina laughed at that and helped ease Karen off the chair and onto a large comfortable sofa so that they could sit side by side. For a long moment they sat in silence, neither entirely sure what to say next before they both started talking at once.
“No, please, you first.” Tina said, “It was your first time in bondage after all.”
“I just wanted to know, is it always like that? That intense I mean?”
“I’d say yes, often times more so actually.:
“Really?”
“Yep, especially if you have a bond with your dom.”
“Oh...” Karen’s voice trailed off and again silence descended.
“So, tell me something.” Karen asked. “How come”
“I was the sub?” Tina asked, as if she’d been rehearsing the conversation.
“Actually no, although that’s certainly a question I’d like to come back to.”
“Oh, umm, okay, sorry. What was the question?”
“I was just wondering why you have what appears to be a dungeon in your house?”
Tina laughed and slid an arm around Karen’s shoulders as they settled back into the couch.
“That, my dear, is a very interesting story...”
