|Corsets & Cuffs|
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|Storycodes: M/f; F/f; D/s; bond; corsets; electroplay; clamps; armbinder; oral; toys; cons/reluct; X|
|Corsets & Cuffs 2: Yasmin by Iceni M/f; F/f; D/s; bond; corsets; electroplay; clamps; armbinder; oral; toys; cons/reluct; X|
Corsets and Cuffs 2: Yasmin
Summary of part 1
Suzanna was a shapely twenty something dark haired girl who lived on her own in a large manor house on the edge of a small village. Two weeks ago she had met Ryan Stone who had once been a childhood acquaintance. While discussing the past and other topics it had come to light that they both had an interest in Master / Slave relationships.
Consequently, Ryan was in the process of training Suzanna as his slave Suki (Soo-ki).
Ryan had planned a semi-restrained weekend for Suki and arrived unexpectedly early on Saturday morning and told her to put on her leather corset; the one with full cups and the calf boots and also wrist and ankle cuffs. In addition to this a wide belt was slipped around Suzanna’s waist, and then a stainless steel cage cum plate was connected to the front of the waist strap. A connecting strap was pulled through Suzanna’s legs at which point she realised what it was.
“This is a chastity belt isn’t it Ryan?”
“Yes, as a slave you’re not allowed to pleasure yourself whenever you want, you have to become accustomed to only doing that when given permission.”
Ryan carefully positioned the chastity belt and said “I need to ensure no access can be gained by prying fingers to vital areas” before snapping a small padlock onto it. He then reached into his bag and pulled out a length of small chrome chain. He connected one end to Suzanna’s left wrist cuff with a padlock; neither the cuff nor the chain would be coming off until unlocked by Ryan.
“Now left hand behind your back Suki”. Suzanna did as she was told and Ryan fed the chain through a metal loop at the back of the chastity belt. He then ran the chain down so it just reached the cuff on her right ankle, where he cut the chain to length and padlocked it to the ankle cuff. Ryan did the same with her right wrist and left ankle.
Her left wrist was now held against the loop at the back of the chastity belt by the chain to her right ankle and her right wrist held against the loop at the back of the chastity belt by the chain to left ankle.
“There we go Suki, you are free to walk around and do what you want now” Ryan explained.
“But how can I do anything with my hands behind my back?” Suzanna asked.
“Ah well that is only when you’re walking around, lift you right foot and bend your leg up so your boot is touching your thigh.”
Again Suzanna did as she was told. “Now scratch your nose with your left hand.”
As Suzanna moved her left hand the chain was pulled through the loop allowing her to reach her nose.
“Clever isn’t it” Ryan beamed “Now let’s go into the kitchen because there is one more item to fit.”
Suzanna lowered her right foot, pulling the chain back through the loop so her left wrist was again behind her back, before they set off into the kitchen.
“You should be able to do everything you need to, within reason, in the next couple of days. I will be back Sunday evening to release you. But just to make sure you have enough to eat I’ve brought you some soup as I doubt you will be going out”
“It’s not a problem I have plenty of food in and there is always the freezer” Suzanna assured him.
“Ah, there is the other item to fit yet Suki” Ryan said showing Suzanna a form of scolds bridle about the size of a small ring gag. “I don’t want you chatting on the phone all weekend, so this will make it awkward to talk but let you eat and drink. You will then have time to contemplate the responsibility of being a slave.”
“But!” Suzanna exclaimed.
“No buts, open wide Suki” Ryan inserted the bridle that was big enough to stop Suzanna being able to talk properly, but not big enough to cause a problem. Once in place Ryan secured it with another small padlock. “OK Suki?”
“Esss I soos so (yes. I suppose so)”Suzanna replied.
“You can always call me on my mobile if there’s a problem, I’ll know it’s you” Ryan laughed.
Suzanna replied “Ha ha erry unny! (ha ha very funny)”
“OK see you Sunday evening, have fun” Ryan said as he left. Suzanna just sighed.
The day was passing and Suzanna was trying getting used to her bridle and restricted movement. She could reach the taps on the sink and the controls on the cooker if she bent her leg up to her thigh but drinking and eating were a problem. Using a cup was messy and her cleavage had already felt the benefit of hot coffee and she couldn’t use a straw as she couldn’t get her lips together. She also found that if she knelt on the floor she could use both hands together.
She was just entering the lounge when all of a sudden she noticed her cousin Yasmin coming across the lawn towards the French doors which were wide open. She had forgotten all about the fact that her friends might come around as she hadn’t showed for their regular Saturday lunch meeting and she had turned her mobile off as she couldn’t answer it.
But all this was too late, she couldn’t run and hide and she wouldn’t be able to close and lock the door before Yasmin reached it!
Then Yasmin came in through the French doors and stopped dead in her tracks as she saw Suzanna standing there in a leather corset, chastity belt with her ankles and wrists chained and a bridle / gag in her mouth.
“Suzanna!” Yasmin exclaimed “What’s happened? Who did this? Are you Ok?”
Chapter 9: Caught in the act
There was nothing Suzanna could do except try and explain; this would not be easy under normal circumstances; but gagged as she was this was going to interesting to say the least.
“Isss O-ay, a frenn eeei isss” (it’s Ok a friend did this) Suzanna tried to explain.
“What” Yasmin asked worriedly “It’s OK?”
“Who did it? Why? Are you sure you’re Ok?” Yasmin fired question after question.
“E ave a elay-ionic” (we have a relationship) Suzanna tried to explain.
“I don’t understand” Yasmin said still in a state of shock.
Suzanna said “Ate a ine” (wait a minute) and walked over to the desk and raising her left foot up to her thigh reached forward with her right hand and opened a drawer and took out a piece of paper and a pen. Then she thought for a second and said “O I ave a etta i-ear” (no I have a better idea) and with that she put the paper back closed the drawer and opened one further down and took out her laptop.
Once it had booted up she quickly typed an explanation for Yasmin who looked on in astonishment.
“We thought you were behaving strangely last week, and you were wearing clothes so different from your usual designer ones. It all makes sense now. So when are you going to be released from this Suzie?”
Suzanna typed she didn’t know but it most likely Sunday, probably evening time.
“Well in that case” Yasmin said “I will stay till then, what if you fall over or something. Anything could happen”.
Suzanna wasn’t sure this was what she wanted and it certainly wasn’t what Ryan had intended, but in either case she was in no position to do anything about it.
The two of them passed the day watching a bit of TV and chatting although it was all one way, sometimes Suzanna would type a reply or occasionally try a verbal reply.
Yasmin made herself a nice salad for tea while Suzanna had to make do, as Ryan had suggested with a spoon fed soup. She did manage to drink some wine although the first couple of attempts resulted in running down her cleavage into the corset. Finally though, by only having a little in the glass and by throwing it back rather than sipping it, Suzanna found she could drink it without spilling it.
The evening moved on and Yasmin asked if Suzanna could take things off when she went to bed. Suzanna shook her head and said “O” (no) pointing to the padlocks on the chastity belt and cuffs.
“Oh that’s awful” Yasmin said in disgust, but a strange look passed across her face as she replied.
So the girls made their way up the stairs to bed, Yasmin following a couple of steps behind Suzanna in case she fell; restrained as she was. This meant that she was looking directly at Suzanna’s a wiggling bottom and cuffed wrists as she ascended the stairs.
Yasmin helped Suzanna into bed and pulled the cover over her, although with her legs curled up behind her Suzanna could have done this, then Yasmin bade her goodnight.
To start with Suzanna didn’t feel that different curled up as she was with her hands pulled around in front of her. She had slept fully clothed on her bed before, but this was after a party or girlie night when she had drunk too much.
After a while she needed to change position and to stretch her legs out. She was lying on her right side and by moving her left hand behind her back she could straighten out her right leg. However, she couldn’t move her right arm behind her as she was lying on it, so she had to roll onto her front. In doing this the light cover had moved with her so she was now partly wrapped. She moved her right arm behind her back and with both arms now behind her back she started to feel the effect of the bondage.
Lying as she was on her front, with her left leg curled up behind her, when she now straightened it, the long spiky heel caught in the cover. Partly lying on and wrapped in the cover meant she couldn’t move her left leg that far, so she had to rock from side to side to release the cover from beneath her; each rock causing alternative breasts to be squashed beneath her. The cover now released straightening out her left leg pulled the cover off her. With both legs extended, cover tangled around her the heel of her left boot and her wrists pinned behind her back Suzanna began to feel her helplessness – she was bound in this position even though Ryan was miles away!
Suzanna found lying on her stomach was not that comfortable wearing the corset as it pushed her breasts up and she was now lying on them, her hair had also fallen over her face and was irritating her. She threw her head from side to side in an attempt to get it off her face, but as she thought about her actions – a woman chained with her wrists behind her, wearing a corset, high heeled boots and seamed stockings throwing her head from side to side causing her hair to wave erotically – she started to feel aroused.
She could do little about the feelings though as she could not move her hands to relieve the wanting, but as she was now uncomfortable a change of position may help to rectify this. She rolled onto her left side and tried to bend her left leg up to her thigh so she could release her right hand.
The trouble was as she rolled over the covers that were caught on her left heel now wound the boot itself, so when she bent her leg back it pulled the covers back up but they stopped her foot reaching her thigh. This resulted in less free chain when she pulled her right hand around to the front. However there was sufficient chain to allow her to reach around to the chastity device.
She tried pushing her fingers in from the side adjacent to her pubic bone, but she couldn’t reach in far enough to touch her clit. So she tried in between her thighs but again no joy. Perhaps if she had both hands free she could pull the device enough to one side with her left hand while pleasuring herself with the right.
So rolling on to her back and pulling her right leg up released her left hand. This though still resulted in frustration; in fact it brought her to hot sweaty frustration. The exertion of trying to turn over with restricted movement was hard work; so she just lay there tangled in the cover, tired, hot, sweaty, sexually frustrated and a little annoyed. If Yasmin hadn’t been here, at least I wouldn’t have been tangled up in the cover and probably not so hot and sweaty she thought, trying to kick the cover free.
So she resigned herself to a long frustrating night.
Chapter 10 Yasmin’s desire
The next morning both girls were sitting having breakfast, again wearing the same clothes. Yasmin had at least had the benefit of a shower but Suzanna not having that luxury, was now regretting being so reckless with the wine as her cleavage and the inside of the corset was now all sticky.
Suzanna pulled the laptop over and typed out – We are the same size so do you want to borrow some of my clothes?
Yasmin replied that she would, but then paused. “Actually, I was wondering if you have another corset and stockings I could wear, you look so sexy”.
Suzanna was taken aback, and didn’t know what to say or type. “Errr” she mumbled still thinking of what to say.
“Ess I ou ack-ully” (Yes, I do actually) then typed out – it’s not quite the same though, it’s only got ¼ cups.
“Ooohh how provocative” Yasmin purred “Where is it? I’ve always wanted to try out these sort of clothes , I sorted of admitted as much last Saturday, do you remember, when we had lunch and I said your choker looked like bondage collar. Oh it was wasn’t it? I was right”.
Suzanna nodded then typed ‘as soon as we finish breakfast I’ll show you’.
Yasmin tidied the breakfast things away and started to wash them up.
“I’ll uss gea uug cor-et for oouu” (I’ll just get the corset for you) Suzanna said as Yasmin had her back to her.
“Say that again” Yasmin asked. Suzanna typed a message and held the laptop up for Yasmin to see. “Oh, Ok then”.
Suzanna made her way carefully up the stairs and into her bedroom then into the dressing room. She walked up to one of the two large wooden trunks, and then knelt down in front of it so she could have both hands free.
The chains made rhythmic clicking noises as they fed through the ring at the back of the chastity device as her hand moved forwards. She opened the lid of the trunk revealing the empty top tray; this was where the corset she was wearing would have been. She lifted this out and laid it on the floor revealing the second tray with the leather corset with the ¼ cups. Suzanna took the corset out and replaced the first tray; then closed the trunk. Then picking up the corset she put her hands behind her back and stood up and walked back into her bedroom.
She backed up to the bed and dropped the corset onto it, at which point Yasmin entered the room.
Yasmin picked the ¼ cup corset up and admired it. “I can’t wait to try this on” she said undoing the front busks.
She then peeled off her dress exposing a pretty push-up bra and matching knickers; although the bra was quickly off and lying on Suzanna’s bed. Yasmin picked up the corset and pulled it around herself and breathed in as she started to link the front busks.
Once they were all connected, Yasmin said “Can you tighten the laces Suzie”.
Suzanna shook her head and replied “O-ee if ou eel ouw, over-ise I arn each” (only if you kneel down, otherwise I can’t reach).
“I don’t understand” Yasmin said, so Suzanna knelt down pulled her hands around to her front and pointed to the spot in front of her.
Yasmin now understood and knelt down with her back to Suzanna who grasped the laces and pulled on then taking up the slack. She then began tugging on the laces, one row at a time, gradually pulling Yasmin’s waist in.
Slowly Yasmin’s waist came down from 24” to 23”, then 22 ½” then 22”, then 21 ½” then 21”.
“Ere” (there) Suzanna said “ats aa ight as I caaa eeh it” (that’s as tight as I can get it).
Yasmin got up and walked over to the mirror and admired her now prominent breasts jutting out supported the quarter cups. She twisted from side to side to get profile views and did a little shimmy and watched her breasts jiggle.
“Wow, this is so sexy Suzie, I can see why you like wearing it, and leather as well, just adds that little bit extra. Now do you have some stockings?”
Suzanna passed over a new pair of seamed stockings.
“Thanks, I’ve never worn seamed stockings before” she said studying the packet, She quickly pulled it open and slid her foot into the first stocking. After considerable adjustments that include numerous bending movements that caused her breasts to dangle and sway, Yasmin was satisfied the seams were straight.
Suzanna looked on at her friend who was being to be turned on by her own semi-naked body.
Finally Yasmin had both stocking on and connected to the suspenders from the corset. “I don’t suppose you have any nice heels to go with these stockings do you Suzie?” knowing full well she would have.
Suzanna put her hands behind her back and got up and walked into her dressing room with Yasmin following.
Suzanna’s plan had been to select a pair of her older shoes and give them to Yasmin as she had not expected her to follow, but Yasmin’s eyes lit up when she saw a black pair of stilettos with a 4” heel and a nice thin ankle strap.
“Ooohh I just try these Suzie” Yasmin purred picking them up. She bent down to put them on, again causing her breasts sway away from the ¼ cup supports. She slipped her feet in and pulled the straps around her ankles and tightly buckled it.
“I thought these might have locks as well Suz?” Yasmin enquired.
“I ough ese yii elf” (I bought these myself) Suzanna explained.
“I’ve no idea what you said, but it doesn’t matter” Yasmin replied “Oh but what’s in the trunks Suz?”
Suzanna was now starting to get a little frustrated as Yasmin seemed to be getting a little over eager. Then before she could say or do anything Yasmin opened one of the trunks.
“Oh, leather hoods” she exclaimed slightly disappointed, then lifted the tray out. “Gags, so many different types too!” in a more upbeat voice and placed the tray on top of the first. “Ah, these are real bondage collars” she said looking into the third tray “Not like the one you wear. Can I wear one of these?”
“Ess” (Yes) Suzanna sighed getting slightly more annoyed. Yasmin picked up a 3” collar, one of, but not the biggest available and quickly buckled it up. She stood up with a rather erect pose that accentuated the way the corset forced her breast out with her larger nipples very prominently displayed.
Suzanna had never noticed her nipples being so large and prominent before even though they had sunbathed topless on a number of holidays.
Suzanna bent down and lifted the next tray out revealing a range of nipple clamps. “Umm, I’m not sure I’m ready for those yet” Yasmin said “I have rather sensitive nipples, have I mentioned that before?”
Suzanna shook her head, now somewhat transfixed by the sensitive prominent nipples.
Then, to Suzanna’s dismay, Yasmin opened the other trunk.
“Empty!” she said disappointedly lifting the top tray out and placing it on the floor, “Empty!” she repeated looking at the second tray.
Suzanna couldn’t be bothered to explain and let her continue.
“Another leather corset and without cups, nice” Yasmin continued and removed the tray. “Cuffs, I wondered when we would get to these. I suppose you are wearing the ones that occupy the empty spaces”.
Suzanna nodded “Essss”. (Yes) and had just about as much of this as she could take. This was a side of her friend that she had previously not seen. Then things took a turn for the better.
“Do they chafe your wrist?” Yasmin enquired.
“Hi em” (Try them) Suzanna said and Yasmin appeared to understand and tried to buckle one around her left wrist, however she was having difficulty in fitting it herself.
“These are a strange shape, not at all like yours” Yasmin stated.
“Ey are us-en-uch-on uffs” (They are suspension cuffs) Suzanna tried to explain but Yasmin didn’t appear that interested.
Suzanna knelt down pulled her hand around to her front and motioned Yasmin to kneel down in front of her.
Yasmin did as she was asked and knelt down again with her back to Suzanna and put her hands behind her. Another stroke of luck Suzanna thought as she quickly buckled up the first cuff around Yasmin’s left wrist, but rather than release the cuff Suzanna hooked her finger through the snap link on it. When Yasmin tried to pull her hand away it felt as though Suzanna was still fiddling with it so she still held it behind her. The right cuff quickly followed but before it was finally buckled Suzanna slipped the snapped the link from the left cuff to the right cuff.
Suzanna finished buckling the right cuff with a “inishhh” (finished) and stood up.
“Hey, you’ve connected them” Yasmin exclaimed “I just wanted to try them, not actually be cuffed.”
Suzanna just shrugged and gave a sort of smile from behind her bridle / gag.
“Come on, let me go” Yasmin demanded.
Suzanna just shrugged again “I ough oou antee ou ay ing” (I thought you wanted to try things).
Yasmin suddenly felt vulnerable, but also slightly aroused. She hadn’t felt like this since being tied up in a silly prank at university. Consequently she didn’t ask Suzanna to remove them again in case she did and she lost the feeling.
She was also mussing how Suzanna now had the upper hand as although her hands were also held securely behind her back she could at least partially release them. Additionally, she was the only one who could release her, well at least until someone else came. Someone else came! What was she thinking! She was shocked at finding Suzanna bound what would someone think of finding two girls bound, what if an intruder came around! He could do what he wanted with us Yasmin thought and noticed she was beginning to get slightly wet and wiggled and rubbed her thighs together slightly.
“Are ee o-ing oun airs?” (Are we going downstairs?). Suzanna asked.
“What” Yasmin replied, so Suzanna just walked out of the bedroom towards the stairs hoping Yasmin would follow.
They spent the rest of the morning lazing around with Yasmin enjoying her light bondage session. At lunch time Suzanna made sandwiches for Yasmin and they both knelt on the floor so she could feed her friend the sandwich a bite at a time while she had another bowl of soup.
Once finished Yasmin said rather sheepishly, “Suuuzie..... How about we go for a walk around your grounds..... like this? It would feel so wicked, don’t you think?”
Suzanna also thought it would feel wicked, but wasn’t so sure that she wanted to do it with Yasmin. She was yet to do it herself and wanted to do it on her own, but she knew Yasmin wouldn’t take no for an answer, so said “O-ay” (Ok).
They ventured out the French windows looking around in case someone was there, but being a walled garden with entry only via locked gates this was unlikely. The gate by the house had a keypad entry and only a couple of Suzanna’s friends knew that; Yasmin being one.
So they set off across the lawn both girls with wrists secured behind their backs, Yasmin’s breasts jiggling and swaying from side to side as she walked; they only having the vertical support of the ¼ cup of the corset. They passed through an arch to a path that meandered through the gardens and grounds. Suzanna was musing how Yasmin was getting more turned on than she was by the way she kept rubbing her thighs together and wriggling. She on the other hand had little chance of getting any additional stimulation with the chastity device allowing ‘no access to be gained by prying fingers to vital areas’ as Ryan had put it.
“Suuuzie.....” Yasmin said in that pleading voice she used when suggesting the walk in the ground. “Do you think Ryan would take me as his slave as well?”
Suzanna’s first reaction was an angry one! I’ve waited years to find someone like Ryan she thought; now after only a couple of weeks someone wants me to share him. She actually felt like restraining Yasmin further so she couldn’t interfere with her master / slave relationship, she actually felt like slapping her. She had never felt like this towards one of her friends before.
Just then a voice made them both jump.
“Suki..... who’s this?” It was Ryan.
Stunned Suzanna said ”O.... iss e wie wen Yasin” (Oh...This is my friend Yasmin)
“I’m Yasmin, Suzanna’s cousin, well and best friend, you must be Ryan. Well I hope you’re Ryan. Suzanna has lent me some of her clothes as I slept over. Oh, I don’t usually dress like this I just wanted to try them as Suzanna looks so sexy”.
Ryan wasn’t being given a chance to get a word in, and Suzanna wearing her bridle had no chance.
“I find the thought of bondage so erotic, being vulnerable awaiting your master” Yasmin continued getting somewhat carried away. “Would you take me as your slave as well as Suzanna?”
She then stopped abruptly having said what she was thinking, not what she had meant to say. It was too late to go back now though and trying to repair the irreparable, she continued “My uncle, well Major Thomas is into all this, has been for years, he has a large estate where he holds bondage / domination type functions”.
She paused again, “Well I think I have said enough, well far too much really, I’d better go back to the house. I’ll see you there in a while. Well hopefully I will, I can’t go home like this”. Yasmin said with a nervous laugh and wiggled off back towards the house.
“Well Suki, you seem to have had an interesting weekend, not at all what I had planned and you have recruited another slave for me” Ryan said.
“I oud an hel it” (I couldn’t help it) Suzanna replied.
“Don’t worry Suki it’s not your fault, and I shall only take Yasmin as a slave if she agrees to be submissive to you. You after all are my principal slave so we will see how she takes to that. So let’s get back to the house”. Ryan continued.
Suzanna felt slight easier and was taking a little pleasure from the thought of Yasmin being her slave, she could at least let some of her pent up anger out on her.
Chapter 11 Yasmin’s test
Arriving back at the house Ryan and Suzanna found Yasmin kneeling submissively on the floor in the hall under the chandelier. Oh, she is laying this on a bit thick Suzanna thought.
“Yasmin” Ryan said sternly “So you wish to be my slave as well as Suki”.
“Suki” Yasmin said looking puzzled “Oh, you mean Suzie”.
“My slave is called Suki” Ryan said in a slightly annoyed tone “So, if you wish to be my slave you will also be submissive to Suki”.
“But she’s a slave!” Yasmin said defiantly.
“Enough Yasmin” Ryan said loudly.
Yasmin lowered her eyes, the 3” collar holding her head erect, and looked demurely at the floor. Oh really Suzanna thought she really knows how to play this.
“Stay there both of you, I have an idea that may determine if this will work” Ryan said as he walked over to the front door opened it and exited; leaving the door slightly open.
“Ot ou ou ink ou are ouing?” (What do you think you are doing?) Suzanna said annoyed by Yasmin’s actions.
Yasmin remained looking sheepishly at the floor.
Ryan re-entered with a bag that Suzanna had seen a couple of times before. On previous occasions this had contained bondage items and this was the case on this occasion also.
Ryan ascended the stairs with the bag and called out. “We need a suitable name for your slave Suki, so start thinking”.
Suzanna looked down on Yasmin and started to think of a suitable name while Yasmin suddenly felt the submissive slave role beginning to take effect. Ryan and Suzanna were talking about her as though she wasn’t there, anyway didn’t she get a say in her own slave name!
Ryan came back down the stairs with his bag now containing some bondage items from the trunks in Suzanna’s bedroom.
“Ok Yasmin, your nicely positioned under the chandelier so let’s get started”. Ryan said.
“Don’t I get a say in the choice of my slave name Ryan?” Yasmin said still in a defiant mood.
“You are certainly an out spoken slave so the first thing to do is silence you” Ryan said sternly and reached into his bag and pulled out a penis gag. “Open wide Yasmin, hurry up with a slave name Suki I so hate Yasmin”
Yasmin opened her mouth and Ryan started to slide the gag in. As it penetrated, Yasmin found she had to shake and twist her head a little to accommodate it. Once fully inserted Ryan flipped the head harness straps up and over her head to the back of her neck where they met the straps coming around from each side.
The various buckles were adjusted and tightened until Ryan was satisfied the gag was secure and all the straps were straight and nicely aligned. Yasmin shook her head and made a gurgling noise as drool was already starting to run down her chin.
Ryan bent down behind Yasmin and released the cuffs from her wrists and put them into the bag. Yasmin ran her hands over each wrist where they had been held in the cuffs. She was about to pull them around to her front when Ryan said, “Hands behind your back Yasmin palms together “.
Yasmin complied as Ryan picked up the single glove and pulled it up over Yasmin’s wrists, forearms and elbows. He pulled the two straps, one at either side, up under her armpits back over her shoulders joining them behind her neck. Then returning to her hands he smoothed the purple leather around her fingers making sure the seams in the leather were straight. He then slid his hands up over wrists smoothing out any wrinkles as he hands slid further up the glove. Satisfied it was fitted correctly he tightened the two straps around her shoulders before bring up a third strap from the centre of the glove and buckling it to where the other two straps met behind her neck.
All three straps were then retightened. The slack in the laces was taken up and then the tightening process began. Slowly at first, her wrists were pulled into a touching position and her forearms pulled closer as he worked his way up the laces. Having reached the top he pulled out the slack lace giving lose ends about 3’ long and then he started back at Yasmin’s wrists again.
Her forearms closed on one another and her elbows were near touching. She wriggled to ease the strain in her shoulders, but this also had the effect of allowing her arms closer, so Ryan went back down a couple of lace rows and retightened them. Reaching the top again he pulled the slack lace ends through and taking the now 4’ long ends tied them off in a large bow. He then wrapped the loose bows and ends around each other and tucked them in the gap in the single glove between Yasmin’s upper arms.
Yasmin groaned around her gag at the strain again on her shoulder joints as the drool was now near dripping off her chin.
Ryan asked Suzanna if she had a name yet, she said she had “Am-mer” (Amber).
“Ammer” Ryan repeated.
“No – Am-mer” (No - Amber) Suzanna said again “My firse wet” (My first pet).
“Ah I have it” Ryan beamed “Amber – my first pet. A good choice Suki. Right then Amber, spread your feet apart”.
Yasmin made a disapproving noise around her gag as her drool now dropped from her chin onto her prominently displayed breast and remaining kneeling, she spread her feet. Ryan produced a spreader bar and cuffs from his bag and fitted them around Yasmin’s ankles and then clipped the spreader bar into her left ankle cuff. Then he extended it and snapped it into the right cuff, pulling her ankles out so they were outside her thighs and she sat back with her arse on the cold marble floor.
Ryan locked the spreader bar off and clipped the ring at the end of single glove to the ring in the middle of the bar; thus keeping Yasmin in a kneeling position with her ankles spread about 2’ apart. He then turned his attention to Suzanna removing both her high heeled calf boots; the ankle cuffs remained however.
“Step forward Suki so your ankles are outside Amber’s” Ryan ordered “No not from behind her, face to face so to speak”.
Suzanna stood in front of Yasmin so her chastity device was now directly in front of Yasmin’s face with her legs spread and her ankles now next to Yasmin’s. Ryan connected a snap link from Suzanna’s right ankle cuffs to Yasmin’s left ankle cuff, then he did the same with Suzanna’s left ankle cuff and Yasmin’s right ankle cuff; thus locking the two together. Then he undid the lock on the chastity device and removed the front plate.
Suzanna’s pent up sexual aroma was instantly evident; especially to Yasmin whose nose was only an inch away.
“Your mistress is sexually frustrated Amber, it is the slave’s function to give her the sexual satisfaction she requires”. Ryan said.
Yasmin was expecting Ryan to remove the gag so she could lick Suzanna’s overly wet and odour some pussy, something she was not prepared to do. Girl on girl sex was not her thing. However Ryan produced a dildo and chain and proceeded to fix the dildo to her gag; she then realised where this was leading and shook her head.
“Ooooouuu” she cried as Ryan pushed her head back and clipped the short chain to the front of her collar, then pulling Suzanna hips forward he guided the dildo into her pussy lips. A quick push forward on the back of Yasmin’s head and the dildo slid effortlessly into Suzanna stale juice soaked pussy until Yasmin’s nose reached Suzanna’s clit.
Suzanna gasped as the intruder slid deep into her; this was good, she thought; having craved it for the last 36 hours. Ryan clipped the other end of the chain to the back of Suzanna’s waist strap ensuring Yasmin could not completely extract the dildo. However, this she tried to do pulling her head back three or four inches till the chain stopped any further movement.
Suzanna sighed as the dildo slipped out somewhat, but then as Yasmin shook her head to try and pull the dildo out completely, she gasped repeatedly as Yasmin moved it from side to side and in and out.
Yasmin still repulsed at having her face thrust into Suzanna’s stale love juices continued to thrash around only making things better for Suzanna.
“Well I think Amber will give you satisfaction at last Suki”. Ryan said with a smile “however I still have another trick up my sleeve”.
Yasmin continued to try and release herself although she was now tiring, while Suzanna was nearing an orgasm. Finally Yasmin stopped struggling, just as Suzanna hit her orgasm; waves of pleasure ran up and down her spine and her legs turned to jelly and she leant forward. The dildo fixed to Yasmin’s gag penetrated Suzanna as far as it could; increasing her sense of pleasure and satisfaction. Her clit was now rubbing against Yasmin’s nose while her pussy lips and love juices covered the immediate area.
Still repulsed by intimate contact between Suzanna’s pussy and love juices and her mouth, Yasmin again started to shake her head to try and free herself, but only succeeded in further exciting Suzanna who now started to grind her pussy against Yasmin’s face.
Yasmin, resigned to her fate, stopped struggling and only turned her head enough to allow herself to draw in a breath of Suzanna’s love juice perfumed air. Suzanna on the other hand now supported a considerable amount of her weight on the dildo.
After what seemed to Yasmin like about twenty minutes, but in reality was only five, Suzanna recovered and stood up. This allowed Yasmin to move her face back a few inches from Suzanna’s pussy and breathe a little easier. She also showed her displeasure my complaining to Ryan “Ehh errr-ooo-ee”.
Ryan showed his annoyance “I can see we will need to employ more stringent measures to control you Amber. However I do thank you for giving me the opportunity to try this out”. He dived back into his bag and came out with what Yasmin immediately recognised as nipple clips.
These were soon firmly affixed to each of Yasmin’s nipples then he brought out a black box about half the size of a shoe box and set it down next to Yasmin. Suzanna now recovered; looked on as a set of leads were brought out and as both girls expected these were connected from the box to Yasmin’s nipples. A third lead was then connected to the gag in Yasmin’s mouth. Another pair of leads were brought out and connected to the box. The end of one lead was laid down next to Suzanna’s right foot the other ran around so it was next to her left foot. Yasmin was now thinking ‘Ah, Suzanna is to get a shock as well’ however Ryan then brought out a pair of high heeled shoes and slipped them onto Suzanna, then connected the a lead to each of the shoes.
“Now Suki, are you going to look after your slave Amber?” Ryan asked. Suzanna nodded.
“You don’t want to hurt her do you?” Suzanna shook her head “Good” he said. ”Up on your toes Suki”.
Suzanna did what she was told and stood on tip toe. Ryan walked around to the black box and pressed a button. A red light came on then after a few seconds it turned green, then a few seconds later it went red again.
“Now” said Ryan you have an electrical switch in each shoe Suki, this switches on when you lower your foot; and the box will send a shock to Amber’s corresponding nipple. However, it’s not quite as cruel as that. It will only send a shock if the red light is on, the time period is random so you may get a minute on green or just a second – no one knows. Fun isn’t it”.
Both girls let out a sort “Mmmmghh-eee-oof” noise as Suzanna tried to hold her position and they both intently watched the light. After three or four minutes Suzanna’s foot muscles were aching and her feet dropping. She saw the green light come on and let left foot down. The ache was subsiding after about five seconds and the green light was still on but then it changed to red and a shock went through Yasmin’s left nipple. This made her involuntarily jump and she thrust the dildo deep into Suzanna such that her clit bumped into Yasmin’s top lip. The surge of the dildo and the impact from Yasmin knocked her slightly off balance and other foot went down. Another surge of current now flowed through Yasmin’s right nipple and she again thrust the dildo into Suzanna. What neither Suzanna nor Yasmin knew that when both her feet were down for more than two seconds the shock would stop and the dildo would vibrate. In any case the shock was quite mild and caused her to jump due to the surprise rather than pain.
However not knowing this Suzanna struggled to regain her tip toe position and the shocks to Yasmin’s nipples stopped. Again Suzanna tired and when the green light came on she let her right foot down, however the light turned to red almost immediately and a shock pulsed through Yasmin’s right nipple. As before an involuntary reaction caused Yasmin to thrust the vibrator deep into Suzanna who again let her other foot drop giving Yasmin another shock.
This situation, of Suzanna having to rest a foot and Yasmin receiving a shock that resulted in her thrusting the vibrator into Suzanna continued for some while. Finally, Suzanna was so tired she could no longer raise a foot and the two second period was reached. The shock to Yasmin’s nipples stopped and the vibrator burst into life.
Suzanna made pleasurable noises and started grinding her pussy into Yasmin’s face until after a minute or so a huge orgasm hit her. She swayed in the intense ripples of pleasure leaning more and more on Yasmin and the vibrator. Yasmin’s face was now covered in Suzanna’s juices as she struggled to twist her head to one side to get a full lung full of air before Suzanna’s pussy pressed hard against her nose and lips.
Gradually Suzanna’s orgasm subsided and she became aware of her situation once again. She tried to stand on her own but her leg muscles were still not fully recovered so she was forced to still use Yasmin and the vibrator for support. She looked down at the friend, her face now soaked from Suzanna’s love juices and her hair stuck to it.
Finally Suzanna managed to stand on her own allowing Yasmin to pull back a few inches and shake her head to try and get her hair off her wet face. This did not work but it did result in Suzanna’s legs trembling as the vibrator wiggled inside her pussy. Still looking down Suzanna could see Yasmin’s breasts glistening with a mixture her love juices and Yasmin’s own drool and it was at this point she realised the vibrator had stopped and her left and right feet were both on the floor but Yasmin was not receiving a shock.
She looked up to see Ryan smiling, “Well I hope you girls enjoyed that? I enjoyed watching! Now I expect that you could both do with a shower. I’m sure you can share, you are so intimate with each other!”
Ryan then released Suzanna’s ankle cuffs, bridle gag and her wrist cuffs and the belt around her waist. At this point Yasmin pulled her head back and the vibrator slid out of Suzanna’s pussy. Both Ryan and Suzanna smiled as they looked at Yasmin restrained on the floor with harness gag strapped around her head and a large dildo pointing upwards from her mouth.
“OK Suki, off you go and shower” Ryan said and he gave her an affectionate pat on the bottom. He then began to release Yasmin, first of all disconnecting the dildo then taking the penis gag out.
Yasmin pulled a face as Suzanna’s love juices ran into her mouth now the gag was removed and said “Eeeuuukk, how could you do that to me, it was awful”.
“If you want to be my slave Amber, then you must service your mistress” Ryan replied.
But Yasmin still defiant said “I do want to be your slave, but not Suzanna’s!”
“Well that is how it is, take it or leave it” Ryan stated.
“OK, well I will try” Yasmin agreed.
“Good - then go and get a shower” Ryan said removing the single glove from Yasmin’s arms.
Chapter 12 Amber’s Agreement
About thirty minutes later the girls came down stairs and entered the kitchen. The smell of freshly made coffee dominated the air. Suzanna was wearing her 4” heels and seamed black stockings and a black mini skirt that showed off her stocking tops in a sexy slutty way that made Yasmin jealous as she was now dressed in her original dress from yesterday.
Suzanna also wore her favourite deeply hooped red top showing off a provocative amount of cleavage. Ryan was obviously pleased by her appearance as he gave her bottom another affectionate pat and poured her a coffee.
“Are you staying for a coffee Amber?” Ryan asked
“Yes, but do I really have to be called Amber, sounds like a pony” Yasmin questioned.
“Yes you do, you do as Suki or I say without question, that is the agreement – so yes or no” Ryan said firmly.
Yasmin nodded and said “OK I agree”
Ryan then explained how she would be required to dress if she was to be his slave; high heels, 4” or higher and seamed black stockings at all times and a collar or similar. Then he said “You also wear these for the first week” and reached down to the floor and produced a pair of cuffs on a short chain.
“I’m to wear cuffs all week?” Yasmin queried.
“It’s Ok Yasmin” Suzanna said before abruptly being interrupted by Ryan.
“It’s Amber, Suki. Don’t forget she is your slave!”
“They fit around your legs just above your knees Amber, and so no one can see them” Suzanna reassured her. “They just restrict your stride so you have to take short steps”
“How do I get my knickers off?” Yasmin exclaimed.
“Oh, I always forget that part” Ryan interjected “You’re not allowed to wear any knickers unless I specifically say so! So Yasmin, step over here and we will fit them”.
Yasmin walked around to Ryan “Knickers please” Ryan commanded. Yasmin lifted her dress and pulled her knickers down, stepped out of them and gave them to Ryan who straightened them out and put them in his pocket.
Ryan then fitted the cuffs around Yasmin’s legs just above the knees and padlocked them in place. Yasmin walked across the kitchen trying to get used to taking smaller steps. Then Ryan called her back and gave her a locking collar to put on, along with its key that she was to keep safe at home.
Having finished their coffee, Yasmin said she was going back home. “Very well Amber I will pop around and see you in a couple of days”.
Yasmin gave Suzanna a death stare then beamed a huge smile and said bye to Ryan before walking out of the kitchen.
“Well, there is still plenty of evening left Suki, how do you a fancy a nice stroll through the village and down to river. Then we can have a meal in the Boatyard restaurant” Ryan said.
Suzanna said that sounded fine but shouldn’t she change into something a little less sexy for walking through her own village. Ryan agreed as he had a little something extra for her to wear.
“Go and put a slightly longer skirt on, the top stays” Ryan said with a wicked smile and with that Suzanna disappeared back up to her bedroom. When she came down to kitchen Ryan was holding up what she presumed was his ‘a little something extra’. This looked like a vibrator and a tangle of straps.
“Ok Suki jump up with one leg on each chair” Ryan said pointing to two of the wooden kitchen chairs positioned a couple of feet apart. Suzanna stood on the chairs with her legs now a corresponding two feet apart.
“Lift your skirt up for me, right up above your waist; I don’t want to be working in the dark down here”.
Suzanna complied and felt very exposed standing up in the air legs apart with her skirt around her chest her sex on full display.
Ryan started off fitting a belt around Suzanna’s waist, then a crotch strap, all fairly conventional so far Suzanna thought. The crotch strap was pushed to one side and the vibrator was then slid into Suzanna’s still wet pussy, still regulation stuff Suzanna thought.
A pair of cuffs similar to the ones fitted to Yasmin’s legs was then fitted to her. “I thought I was free of these legs cuffs now?” Suzanna asked.
“These are different Suki, you will soon see how they work, they are much more fun!” Ryan answered. These cuffs had a cord connecting them and this cord passed through a ring at the base of the vibrator. Another thing that Suzanna didn’t know was that the crotch strap was elasticated and was more like a bungee strap.
“OK Suki, you can get down now” Suzanna got down and was then asked to walk up and down the kitchen a couple of times. She could feel the vibrator deep inside her as she walked along.
“Stop mid-stride” Ryan commanded and Suzanna stopped with her legs a foot and a half apart. “Stay in that position”.
Suzanna stood like a statue while Ryan got down on his hands and knees and stuck his head under her skirt. She could feel his hands fiddling around at the cuffs and then she could also feel the vibrator being pulled out 2” – 3” inches. Ryan reappeared but the vibrator was still the 2” – 3” inches out of her pussy.
“Ok Suki, continue up and down a couple more times and I think we are ready to leave”.
Suzanna began to walk but as she did the vibrator moved fully back inside her, then it came out again. She let out a little “Ooooo” as she took her next stride. At the end of each stride when her legs were apart the vibrator was pulled out, when her legs were together the vibrator was fully inside her.
She came to a stop at the end of the kitchen with her feet together and the vibrator fully inside her. She now realised what was happening and lifted her left foot and moved it forward. As she did this the vibrator was pulled out, as she brought her foot back it went back in. Basically she was getting a penetrating thrust every step. Walking the half mile to the river and the restaurant was going to be interesting.
What if she orgasmed in the middle of the village in sight and sound of neighbours and other people she knew?
“Off we go the Suki. This should be fun!” Ryan said as he ushered Suzanna out of the kitchen.
Iceni copyright 2009 © Iceni_@live.co.uk
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