Bianca was blessed with a beauty that made the heads of both men and women turn as she passed in the street, but cursed with a shyness that made her
keep very much to herself. She had the body of an athlete and had planned on a career in track and field before puberty had robbed her by giving her a
very generous bosom. Her blonde hair was cropped short and had a slight hint of ginger, further betrayed by the freckles on and around her nose. She had
bright blue eyes and the cutest little nose outside of anime.
She put her key in the lock and turned it. She pushed, and the front door opened, and she skipped excitedly into her student house. The cause of her
excitement was the bulging carrier bag hanging from her right hand, the contents of the bag were the results of her first ever shopping trip to Sax
Leather.
"What're you looking so pleased about?" Charlotte asked, looking up from her baked beans on toast with a smile.
Charlotte's long, straight jet-black hair hung down past her shoulders, and the fringe framed her intense dark brown eyes. Her complexion was the sort
that encouraged people to suggest she get out into the sunlight, and her full lips were painted black to contrast. She was very pleasantly curvy but
not overweight, and carried herself with a confidence that added to her dark, gothic beauty. She was sitting at the kitchen table, in a position
that offered her a great view of the student house's entrance hall.
"Nothing, nothing," Bianca mumbled, giving in to shyness and hiding the bulging carrier bag behind her jean-clad legs.
"Let me see!" Charlotte ordered, her dominant personality coming to the fore as curiosity got the better of her.
Bianca almost did as she was told, right there and then, but underneath her shyness was a rebellious streak that had saved her more than once in the
past. Instead of replying, she simply scampered up the stairs and into the room she shared with Charlotte. Not in a lesbian sense, but in a university
student room-mate sense. The contents of her bag were not for Charlotte's pleasure, they were for the pleasure of a guy she had been chatting with on
the internet, who was into all that weird kinky stuff.
Bianca and Charlotte's room was modest, even for student accommodation. Along the wall opposite the door stood a desk (containing a computer and various
pieces of unfinished coursework) and a wardrobe (shared by the two girls). Bianca's bed lay across the room, parallel with the desk, with just enough
room to walk around the foot of it. Charlotte's bed was in the same orientation, less than a metre away, just in front of the door.
Bianca entered the room and walked around Charlotte's bed and her own bed before sitting on her own bed, facing the computer (and facing away from the
door). She tipped up her new bag of toys onto her duvet and rummaged through them. The helpful Sax Leather staff had helped her overcome her nervousness,
and she had ended up with a collection of items that made her shudder with excitement just thinking about them.
She picked out a couple of items of clothing made of soft leather, and she spent a minute stroking them, smiling as she anticipated wearing them. She
couldn't wait to feel them hugging her soft flesh, tight against her skin. And she couldn't wait to show them off to 'CannonFodder', the
strangely-named man she had been chatting with on the internet.
It was then that she heard a noise behind her. Startled, she quickly pulled the duvet over her pile of toys, hiding them from view. She tried to look as
innocent as possible as Charlotte entered the room. She felt a blush spreading over her face, but thankfully Charlotte didn't notice. Charlotte
simply smiled and wandered past the beds to the wardrobe. She picked out a long leather coat and put it on, tying the attached leather belt tight at
her waist.
"What do you think?" she asked, posing for Bianca.
"Great," Bianca smiled with relief, believing that she had successfully hidden her new toys.
"You coming out for a night on the town?" Charlotte asked, smoothing her leather coat over her curvy body.
"No, thanks, I... I have plans."
"Suit yourself. See you later. If I'm not in bed by midnight, I'll come home."
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Metal Slave Collar |
Bianca watched her room-mate leave, and breathed a sigh of relief. She uncovered the pile of sex toys and looked through them again. It was time to
change. She quickly stripped out of her clothes until she was naked (her busty, athletic body was completely shaved, as per the instructions she had
been given when she had first met CannonFodder online). The first item she selected from the pile was a simple metal slave collar (#1926), which she
fastened around her neck with the help of a heart-shaped padlock (#2914). She shivered: partly from the cold metal against her flesh, partly with
excitement and anticipation. The collar was snug at her throat without being uncomfortable, and she traced her fingers along it, smiling to herself,
before fingering the padlock. She carefully placed the key on her bedside table so she wouldn't lose it. |
It was then that she realised that, in her excitement, she hadn't actually checked that the key would unlock the padlock. She reached for the key, and
then stopped. Whether she could get out of it or not, it wouldn't change her plans for the evening. So she decided not to check.
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She reached for the next item from the pile. It was a leather g-string (#2606), with a zip running down the front and a little way up the back.
Presumably to allow easy access in an emergency. She pulled it up her long, smooth legs and tightened the buckle so it gripped her hips. It was very
tight against her flesh, and that was just the way she liked it. To accompany the g-string, she had a soft black leather cup-less bra (#1611),
with chrome chains that ran over her shoulders. It left her breasts completely exposed, and was completely pointless apart from its very stylish
aesthetic qualities. Next on was a supple black leather suspender belt (#1617). She tied the side-straps tight, and dug around in her drawers for
some suitable stockings to wear with it. |
Leather g-string |
Her search only led to disappointment. She didn't have any suitable stockings. She cursed herself for not buying any in Sax Leather, but soon
came up with a suitable solution. A quick look through Charlotte's drawers turned up a very sexy-looking pair of fishnet stockings. She ripped open the
packet, promising herself that she would buy Charlotte replacements in the morning if she laddered them, and pulled the stockings slowly up her long
legs before attaching them to the suspender belt.
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Hinged Handcuffs
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There were only three items left in the pile on her bed: an inflatable penis gag (#2315), a pair of clover clamps attached by a chain (#4110) and a pair
of hinged handcuffs (#1016). The handcuffs in particular intrigued her, since she had only seen handcuffs connected by a chain before, not a hinge.
She tried the key in the locks, and they opened and closed with no problems, so she put the key on her bedside table next to the padlock key. |
It was time to turn on her computer and give CannonFodder a treat.
As she waited for her computer to boot up she felt very odd and a little exposed, sitting there in her skimpy leather outfit. Despite the fact that
she was wearing many items of clothing, her breasts and buttocks were bare and feeling the cold. Looking over her shoulder, she realised that Charlotte
had left the bedroom door open! She froze, suddenly feeling very shy. Where she was sitting, she could quickly hide herself if she heard any of her
other housemates approaching. But if she stood up and walked across the room to close the door, she would be completely exposed.
And that thought excited her.
Feeling confident and sexy, she slowly crossed the room to her door where she closed it and locked it. She was almost disappointed that she hadn't
been caught by her housemates, but she was mostly relieved. Confused by her mixed feelings on the subject, she turned off the light and returned to her
computer, which was now the only light source in the room. She set up her webcam, turned on her microphone and connected to the instant messenger
service where CannonFodder was already waiting for her.
"Hi," she grinned, looking at the webcam display which was just showing her face and shoulders. The chain straps of her bra were just visible, as was
her padlocked metal slave collar.
WOW, came the typed reply from CannonFodder, I LOVE THE COLLAR.
He didn't have a webcam or a microphone, so she had never seen his face or heard his voice. But he had seen and heard so much more of her. A thought
which somehow just added to her arousal, since he was completely anonymous.
"Just wait til you see the rest," she replied, flirting with the webcam.
I TAKE IT YOU WENT TO SAX LEATHER, AS I ASKED.
"I sure did. It was great. I can't wait to go back. I'm new to all this, but I can see myself getting hooked."
LET'S SEE YOUR OTHER PURCHASES.
"Sure," Bianca said, adjusting her webcam so it took in a wider view. She stood up and spun around for the camera, showing off her gorgeous soft
leather outfit, allowing her new best friend to get the full effect of the cup-less bra, the suspender belt, the g-string and the stockings, all snugly
hugging her beautiful body. CannonFodder went strangely quiet. "Are you still there?" Bianca asked.
SORRY, FELL OFF MY CHAIR.
Bianca giggled and blushed, but was glad of the effect she had had on him. The room felt very quiet, there in the dark with just the computer screen
for company, so she reached for the mouse and started a randomised playthrough of her MP3 collection. The song it chose was Toxic by Britney
Spears, a song she had never been able to listen to without dancing. And this was no exception.
She started by moving her head side-to-side through the introduction, and at the start of the first verse she fixed the webcam with her sultriest look as
she began to move the rest of her body. She saw words of encouragement from CannonFodder out of the corner of her eye as she brought her hands together
in front of her, squeezing her bare breasts together to give the webcam their full effect. She leaned back on the bed, singing along to the music,
maintaining eye contact with the webcam before she stood up and turned away, letting the webcam see her bare buttocks as she continued to wiggle her
hips. Her hands moved down her body to stroke her buttocks and grip them before she turned towards the camera again and moved her hands up the front
of her body, over her breasts and over her head.
She span around, getting into the music, really enjoying herself as she let it dictate her moves. She let her hands roam over her body, playing with
herself. She paused for a moment, for dramatic effect at a suitable point in the music, and allowed herself a glance at CannonFodder's comments on the
screen.
YEAH, YEAH, YOU GO FOR IT, SEXY!
He seemed to be enjoying it. The song ended, and the randomised MP3 player selected Marilyn Manson's rendition of Tainted Love. Bianca gave the webcam
another sultry look and reached for the gag. She opened her mouth and pushed the bright red penis inside. Gripping the penis between her lips, she tilted
her head forward to get her long hair out of the way while she fastened the gag's buckle behind her head. Once it was thoroughly tight, she reached
around the front for the pump. She squeezed, and was startled by the penis growing inside her mouth. A few more squeezes and her mouth was full, and
all she could do was suck on the giant penis within. She found the whole experience very arousing.
THAT IS SO SEXY, CannonFodder had written to her screen, LET'S SEE THE REST OF YOUR NEW TOYS.
Bianca turned away from the webcam and placed her hands flat on the bed, bending over so she could wiggle her ass in time to Tainted Love. She
crawled onto the bed and turned, the pump from her gag swaying beneath her in a similar way to her naked breasts. Sitting on her feet, she moved her
hands up her body to play with her nipples. They were hard already, and she gave them some further encouragement before reaching for the clover clamps.
Still moving in time to the music, she experimented by clamping her index finger first. The clamp gripped her finger a lot harder than she expected,
and she turned to the webcam with a questioning look on her face.
GIVE THEM A GO, YOU CAN ALWAYS TAKE THEM OFF.
She nodded in reply, and opened the clamps. She positioned the clamps, preventing them from closing on her nipples until she was ready. She took a
deep breath, closed her eyes, and very slowly and steadily relaxed her grip. She felt the pads touch her nipples, and then grip, and then squeeze. A
moaning sound came from somewhere nearby, and it took a second to realise that it was her, moaning into the gag. She sucked on the giant penis
invading her mouth and let go of the clamps.
They gripped a heck of a lot harder than she was expecting. She screamed into the gag and immediately opened the clamps again and threw them back
onto the bed. Once she had recovered her composure, she gingerly touched her tender nipples. They were very sensitive and slightly sore.
THAT LOOKED PAINFUL.
What an understatement that was. Bianca groaned at the microphone, unable to vocalise anything more coherent due to the giant penis in her mouth. She was
feeling annoyed at CannonFodder, for not giving her more warning about the clamps. The music changed to Trouble, by Pink, and she reached for the
handcuffs. She put her hands behind her back and quickly tightened the metal cuffs around her wrists, hearing them ratchet shut and lock tight. She slid
off the bed and continued to dance, ignoring CannonFodder's writings as she moved, enjoying the feeling of being bound and gagged.
She gripped her buttocks hard, and then spanked them, hard. She groaned into the gag and sucked harder on the penis, and continued to move and sway in
time to the music. It was then that she lost her balance and found herself falling. With her hands trapped behind her, she couldn't stop herself from
collapsing on the bed in a heap. She wouldn't have minded, but she landed on the gag pump, and the penis grew even larger inside her mouth!
She sat up on the bed again and looked at CannonFodder's latest posting.
MAKE SURE THE KEYHOLES ARE POINTING DOWN.
It took a moment for her to work out what he was talking about, but then she
looked at the hinged handcuffs locked around her wrists and saw that the keyholes
were pointing up. She stood up, showed the keyholes to the webcam and shrugged her shoulders. It seemed odd that he was suddenly worried about
specific little aesthetics. She couldn't see how it made any difference.
Pink's Trouble was still playing, so she started dancing again. It was only when she turned back to the screen that she realised the gravity of her
situation.
YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO UNLOCK THE HANDCUFFS IF THE KEYHOLES ARE POINTING UP.
She stopped dancing and looked down over her shoulder at the handcuffs again, as a worrying feeling settled in the pit of her stomach. She grabbed
the handcuff key from the bedside table and tried to twist her fingers around to reach the keyholes. The hinges gave her virtually no movement, and
she soon realised that she could be twisting her wrists forever with no success. She was stuck. She was stuck, in her room, wearing
a scanty fetish leather outfit, a slave collar, an inflatable penis gag and hinged handcuffs. At least she wasn't wearing the nipple clamps.
She struggled against the cuffs, hoping to somehow pull her hands free, but she knew she wasn't going anywhere. She looked back at the screen for help.
MAYBE ONE OF YOUR HOUSEMATES CAN HELP YOU.
She shook her head at the webcam. She could never let her housemates see her! She would be so embarrassed, she would never live it down. How could
she explain herself? She had to come up with a plan, some way to escape, which didn't involve revealing herself and her new fetish to her friends...
Hours later, Charlotte put her key in the front door and turned it. She pushed the door open and walked into the entrance hall. She had had a
disappointing night out. The nightclub had been devoid of talent, and she had been left to walk home on her own. It was a shame, since she had been
hoping to get lucky. She wondered if her room-mate was asleep yet, and whether she would be able to quietly use her vibrator without waking her.
She kicked off her shoes and sneaked silently upstairs. The house was dark. It seemed that everyone had gone to bed after all. She wondered how she had
managed to get herself mixed up in a house full of such boring students, who all seemed to study in the evenings and go to bed early. She pushed her key
in the lock of her bedroom door and paused. She could hear music coming from inside the room. Was her room-mate still up and awake? That would certainly
prevent her from carrying out her plan with her vibrator. Cursing under her breath, she pushed open the door.
She was very surprised by the sight that greeted her.
Bianca was lying on the bed furthest from the door, in what looked like a very awkward position, lying on her side with her hands behind her back. Her
breathing was audible, and Charlotte guessed that she was asleep. The only source of light in the room was the computer screen, but it was still enough
for Charlotte to see that Bianca's hands were held behind her back by a pair of hinged handcuffs. Intrigued, Charlotte ventured further into the room to
examine her room-mate.
Bianca's legs, up to the middle of her thighs, were encased in black fishnet stockings. The criss-cross pattern flowed over her curves, and guided
Charlotte's gaze up to her suspender belt, which was made of black leather. Bianca's modesty was barely protected by a soft black leather g-string,
which had a very tempting zip. Her buttocks were bare apart from the thong and the suspenders, and her handcuffed wrists were resting against them.
Charlotte noticed then that the keyholes on the handcuffs were pointing the wrong way. It was most likely that Bianca had tied herself up and hadn't
been able to free herself. Bianca's breasts were bare, framed very neatly by the leather and chains of a cup-less bra that seemed to accentuate them more
than if they had been truly naked. She had a metal collar around her neck, locked in place by a very cute heart-shaped padlock. The last item in the
collection was a gag, from which protruded a rubber tube with a small hand-sized pump on the end.
Charlotte wondered how long Bianca had struggled in the handcuffs for, and how long she had been asleep for. But at least she now knew what had been in
Bianca's bulging bag earlier that day. And then she saw the text on the computer screen: a long list of messages asking Bianca to wake up. As she
watched, another message appeared:
AREN'T YOU GOING TO SET HER FREE?
Charlotte grinned very evilly and shook her head, before turning off the monitor. She didn't need the distraction, and she didn't stop to think about
how the person writing to the screen knew that she was there. Perhaps it was her own horniness, maybe it was Bianca's sexiness and helplessness, but
Charlotte knew then and there that she would be having fun that night. She quickly confiscated the handcuff key, and walked through the darkness to her
bed.
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#5401 |
Sitting on the bed, she reached underneath for her locked trunk in which she kept her most interesting of toys, some of which also happened to be from
Sax Leather. She selected a pair of leather ankle cuffs (#4549), an adjustable spreader bar (#5203) and a strap-on g-string harness (#5401),
which was currently sporting her favourite dildo. She quickly (but quietly, not wanting to wake her room-mate just yet) stripped out of her clothes, and
put on the strap-on harness. The dildo hung before her, a giant cock erect and ready. But she didn't want to make use of it straight away. |
Slowly and silently, she crawled onto Bianca's bed until she was straddling her room-mate, the large dildo resting on Bianca's thigh. The bound girl
moaned quietly into her gag and shifted her position, but didn't wake. Charlotte moved to whisper in Bianca's ear, but her fingers encountered the
clover clamps Bianca had discarded earlier. Charlotte moved them to one side, making a mental note to use them later, since they looked like fun.
And waking Bianca up with nipple clamps would just be cruel.
Instead, Charlotte reached down and unfastened the zip on Bianca's g-string. She moved her face down close, parting Bianca's legs gently, and inhaled the
aroma of new leather. Charlotte parted the sides of the zip to reveal Bianca's most intimate parts, leaned down further and gently touched them
with her tongue. Bianca groaned slightly louder, and Charlotte took it as a sign of encouragement. She buried her face between Bianca's thighs, pushing
her legs further apart as her tongue lapped at her room-mate's pussy lips.
A loud groan escaped from Bianca's gag as she finally came to her senses. She quickly took stock of her situation. She was still bound helpless, but
now she was in utter darkness and someone was doing something very nice to her. She parted her legs further as an unknown tongue began to explore her.
It lingered at her clit, teasing it into hardness, before moving down to where her juices were already beginning to flow.
Charlotte sensed Bianca's awakening but paid no heed. Her nose was full of
the heady mixture of the scent of Bianca's arousal mingled with the new soft leather, and she was enjoying herself far too much to ask permission to go
any further. She flicked Bianca's clit with her tongue, and smiled when she heard a
gagged gasp in response from further up the bed. She quickly licked two of her own fingers and pressed them against the entrance of Bianca's
waiting pussy.
Bianca was finding it very difficult to think. Her hands were cuffed securely behind her back, her mouth was filled with a huge inflated penis
gag, and her mystery assailant was bringing her ever-closer to orgasm. She tried to concentrate, to work out who it was. Was it CannonFodder, her
internet friend, who had somehow found her and come to save her? Or was it Charlotte, her room-mate, back after a night on the town? Or was it another
of her housemates? As she struggled to work her mind, to work out who was the most likely, she felt two fingers slide effortlessly inside her pussy
and, when she felt them stroking either side of her g-spot, she knew that she wouldn't be thinking any sensible thoughts for a while.
Charlotte renewed her tongue's assault on Bianca's hard clitoris, whilst pumping her fingers hard and deep into Bianca's pussy. Bianca responded with
a series of long, loud moans and some laboured breathing through her gag. Bianca's pussy was soaking wet with her arousal, and Charlotte lapped up her
juices hungrily.
Bianca felt herself getting closer and closer to wonderful orgasm, unable to control her body, unable to do anything but enjoy the tongue and the fingers
which were working together to drive her helpless body over the edge. She sucked on the giant cock filling her mouth and writhed in
ecstasy.
Charlotte felt Bianca's body moving with the rhythm her fingers had started, and she knew that Bianca was on the edge of orgasm. So she stopped, and she
withdrew.
A loud groan of frustration left Bianca's gagged lips as the stimulation suddenly ceased. How could this mystery person just stop like that? How
could they stop just as she was on the verge of orgasm? She immediately began to struggle, reaching around with her handcuffed hands for the keys,
hoping somehow to be able to free herself and masturbate herself to orgasmic bliss. But then she felt the mystery person straddling her as they moved up
the bed towards her face.
"Do you want more?" Charlotte asked, grinning evilly.
Bianca had half-expected to see her room-mates face in the half-light. She could only reply by nodding her head vigorously, and letting Charlotte see
the intense hunger and arousal in her eyes. Charlotte continued to grin as she held up the nipple clamps.
"Even if you have to wear these?"
Bianca only wanted one thing. She wanted to cum and cum and cum. She rolled onto her back, onto her handcuffed wrists, so Charlotte could have easier
access to her bare breasts. She was so aroused, so desperate for satisfaction, she would do anything to achieve it.
"You are a horny little devil, aren't you?" Charlotte said, and her smile widened when she saw in the half-light just how hard Bianca's nipples were.
Bianca closed her eyes as her room-mate attached the clover clamps to her nipples. She groaned loudly as they gripped her tender nipples, but was
beyond the point of caring. She was flipped over onto her front, her weight now on her clamped nipples as they were pushed into the bed by her firm
breasts. She groaned louder into the gag as her legs were parted and she felt leather cuffs being fastened around her fishnet ankles.
Charlotte extended the spreader bar to its full extent and attached it to Bianca's ankles. She then knelt between Bianca's spread legs and spanked
Bianca's bottom. The bound girl yelped with surprise, but soon recovered and wiggled her bottom, wanting more. Charlotte spanked it again before grabbing
Bianca's hips and pulling them up, forcing her room-mate into a rough kneeling position, so she was supported by her knees and her face. Although
the position looked uncomfortable, it brought the struggling Bianca's pussy up to the perfect height for the strap-on dildo.
Bianca's nipples were agony, but their pain was nothing compared to the strength of her desire and lust. She needed to cum, and she didn't want to
wait any longer. She didn't have to wait any longer. Her eyes widened as she felt the head of the huge dildo being pushed into her waiting pussy. Her
eyes widened even further when she felt Charlotte squeeze the gag pump.
Charlotte began to thrust into her room-mate's soaking-wet pussy. She held on to the back of Bianca's bra with one hand whilst using her other hand to
spank Bianca's ass. She pumped harder and harder, pushing the dildo deeper with every thrust. And then she reached underneath to stroke Bianca's
clitoris.
Bianca gasped and climaxed, struggling violently as she pushed her breasts deep into the bed and sucking hard on the cock in her mouth. Her limbs moved
futilely in her bonds as she tried to escape, but Charlotte's dildo flew her up to clouds and wouldn't let her back down again. She felt tears rolling
down her cheeks as it all became too much for her.
Charlotte withdrew and lay down on the bed beside Bianca, exhausted. And horny. But she felt she could wait until morning before being satisfied
herself. She felt that she would be getting as much satisfaction as she could handle over the coming months.
Bianca relaxed, and felt herself beginning to drift off to sleep, despite her bonds. She lay on her front, her hands cuffed securely behind her back,
her clamped nipples squashed beneath her, her mouth gagged with a huge inflatable penis and her legs spread wide by a metal bar. She looked across
at her computer and noticed that the webcam light was still on, and made a mental note to check that CannonFodder hadn't recorded the whole thing. And
she made a further mental note to take her room-mate on a shopping trip to Sax Leather the following day.
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