Bondage model by choice... (MMF/FFFF)

[Caesar73]

Winona surely has fun! Sort of

[TightsBound]

This Chapter of “Bondage Model by Choice” is brought you by Bondage Webbing Great chapter as always! It has me hankering for a sleep sack now!

[slackywacky]

It has me hankering for a sleep sack now!

That would be one thing I really would like to try, indeed.

[Beaumains]

This Chapter of “Bondage Model by Choice” is brought you by Bondage Webbing

I had the same exact thoughts. For whatever reason, that little piece of dialogue sounded way like badly written product placement in a movie or tv series. Still a great read as always. I like this inbetween chapter. No tension, cliffhanger or part of the greater plot but just a fun chapter that could act as a stand-alone.

[slackywacky]

Surprise, I wanted to finish this chapter of Bondage model by Choice, before working on the other tales.

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202 – Being sacked

Winona was falling asleep when a weird noise woke her up. She figured she had been left bound and gagged for half an hour. With the sleep sack being comfortable, dozing off had not been hard to do. But the weird noise had brought her back to full attention.

“What is it?” She thought.

She did not hear the noise again, even though she listened for a few minutes. Just as she was starting to think she had misheard, the sound, although not loud, of the door to the studio area opening confirmed that she had heard something before. No lights were turned on, but a flashlight turned on and shone around the studio. Winona held her breath and hoped the light would miss her, but she did not have such luck. The light went across the room, across the bed and continued onwards before it suddenly returned to the bed. Winona was caught in the spotlight.

“Hmmppfffff.” She grunted.

The flashlight moved closer to the bed with the helpless woman. With the light shining in her face, Winona had no idea who was in the room with her. It could be a prank from Sheila and Magnus, or it could be a burglar. Whatever it was, being tied to the bed meant there was nothing that Winona could do. The flashlight moved closer to Winona’s head; the light still used to prevent the helpless woman from seeing who it was in the room with her.

“This is an interesting surprise.” A voice whispered.

Because the person in the room whispered, it did not give Winona any clue as to who it was.

“Hmmppfff.” Winona grunted in surprise as a hand grabbed her face and turned it towards the flashlight.

“You are very pretty.” The voice whispered.

Winona did not resist when the hand moved her head around. The hand let go and the flashlight moved across the helpless woman, the light always blocking the view of the person in the room.

“Nice.” The voice whispered, as a hand squeezed Winona’s breast.

Due to the neoprene sleep sack covering Winona, it was a little harder to perform that task though. Winona could feel the hand move down her helpless body.

“Looks like you will be going nowhere.” The voice whispered. “Let me have a look around before I come back to you.”

The flashlight moved away, and Winona could see it methodically scanning the room. It still did not allow her to get a better idea of who was in the room. All Winona could do was follow the light. Occasionally it stopped, before moving on. Eventually, it had taken about 15 minutes, the light came back to the bed.

“Interesting location, this place.” The voice whispered. “Although you are probably more interesting than anything else. I just wonder why you are here?”

The question remained unanswered, as the gag that filled Winona’s mouth was not released.

“At least this thing keeps you nice and quiet.”

A finger pressed on the ballgag, slightly pushing it further into Winona’s mouth.

“Hmmmmmppppfffff.”

“Oh, hush. I am not going to hurt you.” The voice whispered.

The flashlight turned away from the bed and scanned along the wall. Winona could see the person grabbing something, but she had no idea what, until a spandex hood was forced over her head. It blocked out all the light but did not restrict breathing.

“This way I can turn on the light without you seeing me.” The voice said, still whispering.

Unfortunately, it also meant that Winona had no idea anymore as to what the person with her was doing. Instead of 1 hand, two hands started to roam Winona’s bound body.

“This sack is nice, but it prevents me from feeling your body. Let’s see if I can open it.”

With the hood on, it was a little more difficult for Winona to understand what her captor was saying, but when the zipper on the sleepsack was opened, without the webbing being released, she figured out what was about to happen.

“You are cute.” The voice whispered next to Winona’s ear.

She would have jumped up if she had not been tied down to the bed. She was dressed in only panties, as the sleep sack could get warm. Now that the sack was being opened, the cooler air touched her skin and her body reacted, her nipples getting hard.

“Oh, look at that. Enjoying yourself, are we?” The whispered voice asked.

With her arms still held in the sleeves on the inside of the sack and the webbing straps still tight, there was nothing that Winona could do. Slowly, probably because the webbing was in the way, the zipper moved down. It passed her navel and next came her crotch. The hands touching her helpless body was turning Winona on. A moan escaped her lips.

“You are enjoying this, I can tell. Well, so am I.”

For a few moments nothing happened, until suddenly the round head of a magic wand was pushed against Winona’s crotch and the wand was turned on. The person in the room must have locked it between Winona’s crotch and the webbing, as Winona could feel two hands playing with her breasts. The hands disappeared and a mouth started to suck on her nipples.

“Hmmpppffffff.” Winona grunted.

The stimulation of being tied and gagged, somebody sucking on her nipples, and the magic wand was enough to ush her over the edge and her bound body bucked against the straps as she experienced an orgasm.

“Hhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmppppppfffffff.”

She felt a tongue playing with her naval, while a hand returned to play with her breasts. The wand was still humming. Obviously, whoever was playing with her had no intention of stopping yet. The stimulants worked well, so well that it pushed Winona towards a second orgasm, one more powerful than the last. Her body tensed longer this time around.

“Oh my god, don’t stop.” Winona thought after the second orgasm.

But it seemed that was all she was going to get, as she felt the wand being removed and the zipper of the sleep sack was slowly, almost teasingly slowly, pulled up.

“Hmmppffff.” Winona shook her head.

“Sorry, I have to go.” The voice whispered.

With the zipper done all the way up, the hood was removed. Not that it helped, as the studio was still dark, and the flashlight was still used to blind her. Winona was still no step closer to knowing who was in the room with her.

“Thanks for playing. You are fun to play with.” The voice said, still whispering.

Winona saw the flashlight move away form her, to where the door was. She could not make out the shape of the person opening the door, but when the door closed, Winona knew she was alone again.

“Damn, I enjoyed that.” She thought. “I should get Magnus to do that to me.”

Slowly Winona came down from the high and boredom set in, as there was nothing happening, and she was still bound and gagged. It did not take long before she dozed off.

“Winona, we’re back! Winona?” Sheila’s voice called out as she opened the door to the studio area.

It took a few moments before Winona woke up enough to understand what was going on.

“Hmmppffff!” she called out.

“What?” Sheila asked.

Magnus came into the studio after Sheila.

“What’s going on?” He asked.

“Don’t know yet.”

Shelia walked over to the helpless woman and took the gaga out.

“You guys are mean.” Winona said.

“Oh, come on, we only been away for an hour and got a hamburger down the road.”

“Yeah, right. And I must believe that after what happened?”

Sheila looked at Magnus with a question mark on her face.

“What happened?” Magnus asked.

Winona gave a quick recap of what had happened to her. Both Magnus and Sheila listened in amazement.

“But we were out getting a burger. We even brought one home for you.” Magnus stated.

“So… If it was not the two of you, who was it?” Winona asked.

“I have no…” Sheila did not finish the sentence and she looked with wide eyes at the inside of the door.

On the door was a sheet of paper taped. It read:

‘Playing with her was more fun than stealing your stuff. Thanks!’

[GreyLord]

Great chapter, @slackywacky. It is good to read about Winona having fun.

[Caesar73]

So a burglar .... but at least Winona had fun!

[slackywacky]

So a burglar .... but at least Winona had fun!

Burglar, Sheila, Magnus, Mike, who knows. Winona had indeed fun.
And Sheila and Mike should maybe upgrade their alarm system.

Thanks for reading.

[slackywacky]

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203 – Healing bonds

“I am so glad this is over.” Alicia Middleton said as she left the courtroom, headed for the elevator.

Dressed in a simple grey knee-length skirt and a long-sleeved white blouse, she looked back into the hallway, seeing her friend Kyleigh Thompson right behind her. Like Alicia, Kyleigh was also dressed in a knee length skirt and white blouse. Both were wearing black shoes with 1-inch heels. They could have walked straight out of an office somewhere.

“Maybe now we can forget about all of this and continue our lives.” The 24-year-old Kyleigh, her birthday had been 2 weeks ago, said.

Today had been the day that they had done their victim impact statements on the kidnappings. A lot had happened since the court case started, but the courts did not move fast. At least with this last act the case was closed. The perpetrators were all in jail and would be for a long time to come. Linda was dressed like both other girls. Their lawyer had advised to dress conservatively, not putting attention on the fact that they were all good-looking women.

“Maybe.” Linda agreed.

Most of the time she did not think about the events that happened, but occasionally, like what happened in Vegas, things surfaced.
The elevator doors opened, and the three women got in.

“How is it you can still get tied up?” Alicia, now 25 years old, asked Linda.

Other than the three of them, the elevator was empty, otherwise this might have been a weird question.

“It relaxes me. Maybe I am weird, I don’t know.”

“At least you stopped apologizing for the fact that we got kidnapped. As if you had any say in it.”

Their bond had been strong since the university study that had seen Alicia incarcerating Kyleigh and Linda. The elevator doors opened, and the three women walked out of the courthouse. Robert was waiting in his Jeep. It was raining and the girls made a dash for the car.

“Hello ladies.” He greeted them as they got in the car.

“Hello you.” Linda greeted him as she settled in the passenger front seat, giving a quick kiss.

The jeep merged into traffic, wipers going.

“Where can we drop you off?” Robert asked.

“Anywhere with a pool, beach and sun.” Alicia sighed. “I need a vacation.”

“That sounds great.” Kyleigh admitted.

“Let’s have lunch first, shall we?” Linda suggested.

“Good plan. I know a place.” Robert replied.

It did not take long to get to the restaurant, a local but well-known pizzeria.

“I can’t afford this.” Alicia said, seeing where they were going.

“It’s on me.” Robert said.

“Thank you, but I am happy to get a burger somewhere. Just something simple.”

“I have a solution, let’s just get to our place, we have enough food in the fridge.” Linda said.

She understood where Alicia was coming from. From the three women, she had the hardest time letting go of the events. Counseling had helped a bit, but days like today awakened those feelings again of the kidnappings.

“Okay.” Robert said, steering the car in a different direction.

It only took them 15 minutes to get to the condo. He parked in the underground car park and Linda guided the others up to their apartment.

“Settle down and I’ll make some coffee and tea.” Linda said as they walked into the living room. “Excuse the mess, we were not expecting visitors.”

Robert grinned, as it was not that bad as Linda made it sound.

“Oh, somebody was relaxing.” Alicia said, as she picked up a rope that had been discarded next to the large couch.

“Sorry.” Linda said from the open concept kitchen.

“Must have been there for a few days.” Robert said. “I can’t remember tying her up in here.”

Alicia sat down, the piece of rope still in her hands.

“Will you tie me up?”

Linda, Kyleigh and Robert all looked at the red head.

“What was it you said?” Kyleigh asked.

Alicia looked at Robert and repeated the question.

“Will you tie me up?”

“What made you ask that question?”

Alicia looked nervous. She played with the rope in her hand, wrapping it around her wrist. Linda came out of the kitchen and sat down next to Alicia and looked at her.

“Are you sure? Are you aware what you are asking?”

A nervous smile appeared on Alicia’s face.

“Yes, I know what I am asking. My psychiatrist is not sure how much more she can help me get over the events. Whatever she came up with did not help or helped only a little. I need something else. Being here in your apartment makes me feel safe, and I figured that if I want to get tied up to see if it helps, I want to do it in a safe place. And you have lots of experience being tied up.”

Linda glanced at Robert and Kyleigh.

“I would like to get tied up too.” Kyleigh stated, walking over to the couch and sitting down on the other side of Alicia.

“Okay…” Linda said, looking at Robert again for some guidance.

“Know what you are asking.” He said. “For Linda being tied up again soon after the events helped her. There were some flashbacks, but she is used to it. Being restrained is almost part of everyday life for her. For you guys, it is different. The last experiences you had being tied was the kidnappings.”

“I know.” Alicia said, looking surer of what she wanted.

“I understand too, but I think Alicia’s idea is not that farfetched. I think we need to make being tied up something that is not related to the kidnappings, or even, at least for me, with the university study.” Kyleigh said.

“I can see where you are going with this, and I can see that it might help.” Linda said. “And I think I have just the thing you guys need. Something restrictive but also comfortable. But understand that at any time you can say ‘stop’, okay?”

Both students nodded. Kyleigh held on to Alicia, while Linda and Robert had a quick conversation about what they wanted to do. Linda came back to the girls, while Robert walked towards one of the bedrooms. Taking two bar stools from the kitchen island, she placed them in the middle of the room.

“Sit on these.” She told the two girls.

Robert came walking back with 2 leather armbinders. He handed one to Linda and with the other one he walked behind Kyleigh. Linda walked up behind Alicia.

“Ready?”

Both women nodded.

“Hold your arms behind your back, palm against palm.” Linda said.

Kyleigh was faster than Alicia, who clearly needed to push herself to accept being tied up. Robert guided the leather up Kyleigh’s arms.

“Stop.” Kyleigh said, as Jim was pulling the leather up. “I don’t like the feeling. Let me get my blouse off.”

“Euh, okay. You sure?” Robert asked.

Kyleigh did not answer but unbuttoned her blouse and took it off, showing a basic white bra.

“Try again.”

Robert started over, as Kyleigh held her arms behind her back again. This time the sleeve went all the way up her arms and Robert fixed the straps around her upper body.

“How’s that?” Robert asked, knowing well that he had not tightened anything.

“Fine, but it might work better if you lace it up.” Kyleigh grinned.

She seemed to relax more now that she got over that mental hurdle of getting tied up for herself.

“I’ll do that too.” Alicia said to Linda, pulling her arms back from the glove and starting to unbutton her blouse.

To Linda’s surprise, Alicia wore a sexy white lacy strapless bra.

“Nice.” Linda said.

“Thanks.” Alicia replied, before holding her arms behind her back again for Linda to restrain.

Robert and Kyleigh were ahead of Alicia and Linda, as Robert was lacing up the glove, while Linda just finished the straps at the top of the glove.

“Tighter.” Kyleigh told him.

He glanced over to Linda, who just shrugged. Robert started from the bottom again, pulling it as tight as it would go. If Kyleigh wanted it tight, who was he to complain. He could see that Alicia was staring at Kyleigh while Robert pulled the lacing tight.

“Looking good?” Kyleigh asked Alicia.

“I... Euh… Sorry.” Alicia stuttered.

The red-haired student looked at her friend as Kyleigh’s elbows were pulled together in the glove, which pushed Kyleigh’s breasts out. It did not seem to bother her though. Not that Kyleigh had big breasts, but enough to make them stand out with her elbows tied together behind her back. Alicia looked down at her own breasts. They were not much different in size, maybe just a little bigger, and she felt how Linda was lacing the single glove that was holding her arms behind her back.

“Not too tight?” Linda asked.

“Just do what Robert does to Kyleigh.” Alicia answered.

She could see her own breasts being pushed out as the lacing reached her elbows. Surprisingly, the leather gloves were comfortable. Nothing like the ropes and cable ties the kidnappers had used.

“Thank you.” Alicia said softly as Linda finished the lacing.

“You are welcome.”

Robert and Kyleigh had finished already, and Kyleigh was looking at Alicia. All that was left for Linda to do was a wide strap around Alicia’s wrists and one on her elbows.

“Have a seat on the couch.” Linda told the two helpless women, now that they both were strapped in.

“This is way more comfortable than I expected.” Kyleigh said.

“Euh… Yes.” Alicia had to agree.

“Yes, that is because the leather supports your arms all the way, from wrists to elbows.” Linda added.

For a moment both prisoners said nothing and moved around, trying to get a feel for their restraints. Kyleigh was trying harder to get out than Alicia, who was just doing little movements.

“Can you escape?” Robert asked them.

“Not me.” Alicia said immediately, sitting quietly on the couch.

Kyleigh was still trying but gave up too and shook her head.

“Okay, so now we can bring the rest of the stuff out that we are going to use to tie you up even more.” Linda said.

Both prisoners looked at Linda.

“What?” Alicia asked.

Both women started to fight their bondage again.

“But that was not the agreement.” Alicia stated.

“What agreement?” Linda asked. “You are helpless, just like the kidnappers did to you, we can do whatever we want.”

Linda let the words sink in, before she told them she was joking.

“Wow, you scared me.” Alicia said.

“Bondage, what we are doing here, is a game of trust between binder and bindee. Kidnapping, what this is not, is just making you helpless, while not caring about if you have fun or not. I hope the two of you learned that being restrained does not always means you are kidnapped. Yes, you cannot escape, but that is what bondage is about. It is a game.” Linda told them.

“And now we will have some lunch.” Robert grinned.

“Are you going to release us?” Kyleigh asked.

“Do you want to?” Linda asked. “We can feed you.”

Kyleigh grinned.

“That sounds like fun.”

[Beaumains]

That was quite an emotional continuation, and a nice reunion with a part of the cast we don't see that often anymore. I like that for once, characters in this story are reluctant and have to push through some psychological boundaries for some (relatively) light bondage. That makes this part stand out. Well done.

[Caesar73]

That was quite an emotional continuation, and a nice reunion with a part of the cast we don't see that often anymore. I like that for once, characters in this story are reluctant and have to push through some psychological boundaries for some (relatively) light bondage. That makes this part stand out. Well done.

I can only concurr - it was a fine Idea to revisit the Past and remind us that not only Linda had to deal with her Trauma but Alicia and Kayleigh as well. That they chose this Form of Therapy seems logic - and it might indeed help. Linda is already one or two steps ahead in dealing with her Experiences. Well done indeed!

[GreyLord]

@Beaumains said it well, this does stand out. Wonderful descriptions of Alicia and Kyleigh.

[Bandit666]

That was quite an emotional continuation, and a nice reunion with a part of the cast we don't see that often anymore. I like that for once, characters in this story are reluctant and have to push through some psychological boundaries for some (relatively) light bondage. That makes this part stand out. Well done.

Like those before me oh Grandmaster @slackywacky I have to agree with the words of @Beaumains. Though would add after my long breakaway I hope we discover who left that note and who it was that teased and pleased the helpless Winona

[slackywacky]

Taking it from the one side of the spectrum to the other. Enjoy!

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204 - Secrets

“KABANG.”

Lightning stuck somewhere nearby, heavy thunder following the loud lightning strike, scaring the 2 women who were in the barn. The wind howled through the decayed building, which was nestled in an open area near trees and fields that had not been tended to in years, miles away from any paved road. Rain poured down, the building, or what was left of it, not providing any protection from the elements. The building creaked and moved in the hard wind as if it could fall down any moment, but the bones of the building were still in decent shape and so far, no storm had brought the building down completely. The storm had been raging for hours.

“KABANG.”

Another lightning strike, not as close as the previous one, struck somewhere and thunder followed almost immediately. It was a decent storm, heavy rain, thunderstorms, strong winds, the storm had it all. Weather warnings had been given by all the weather forecasts and people were advised not to travel. Roads were flooded. The two lone women in the barn had missed all the warnings. The two females, both dressed in torn BDU that exposed more skin than it should, had no idea how long they had been in the building, hooded as they were it was hard to determine day or night, but it felt like days.

“Hmpf.”

They had not been captured at the same time, there had been a few hours between their capture. When one of the women gone missing, the second one was ordered to have a look for the missing woman, but both were now in the same predicament, restraint and helpless in an unknown location. Both were hungry and thirsty, not having had any water or food for hours. They could not even remember hearing anybody for the last hours, all they heard was the storm. The storm had started after they were brought by ATV to this location, cuffed, gagged and hooded, and had since been restrained more and interrogated. There had been several interrogations, but the last one had been a long time ago, which could mean that whoever was holding them prisoner could not reach them due to the storm, or the info they wanted from the two women was no longer required and they were abandoned. The crashing thunder roared furiously around them. The building gave a little protection, but not much, and the creaking sounds did not sound comforting at all for the prisoners.

“Hmmppfff.” One of the women called out.

Speech had been impossible, so both women had been grunting in their gags occasionally, to let the other know they were still here. It was about as much as they could do. Both knew that escape was impossible, the handcuffs and chains were tight, preventing much movement. Their gags were working well, not allowing for any useful conversations, all they could do was grunt. Their clothes, standard US army BDU’s, had been torn apart during the interrogations. Whoever had interrogated them played a sick game, using a knife to tease them, cutting their clothes, but not hurting their skin, yet. Both women had been subjected to a taser during the interrogations, the electric shock painful. In between interrogations, they were left alone for what felt hours on end. Before the storm started, they could hear the ATV leave. The sound of the ATV coming back was an indication that a new torture session was about to start. It happened several times. The worst thing was that neither woman knew the answer to the questions being asked.

“KABANG.”

For what it was worth, the storm seemed to diminish, moving away from the barn. Both women knew how to tell how far a thunder was away from them and this one was moving away. It still rained, the wind was still strong, but at least the lightning and thunder was getting less. The women were not sure it was going to help them. It could just mean that the ATV would come back, not something either woman was looking forward to. Their clothes, or what was left of them, were soaked and being hooded with what felt like spandex hoods that did not let any light through, was not making breathing easier. It almost felt like they were being waterboarded, as the wet material of the hoods made breathing harder. Not that having your mouth stuffed with something, a piece of cloth probably, and tape wrapped around your head to keep it in, made breathing easier.

“Tell me the combination.” The voice of their interrogator had said, repeatedly.

Problem was that the women did not know the combination. Electric shocks and playing with the knife followed the questions. Both women were half naked, as their BDU’s had been cut, showing off their skin, their breasts uncovered. The taser had been used on different parts of the body, some more painful than others, like their breasts. Not being able to see it coming, due to their hoods, made it a very effective tool for scaring the women.

“Tell me the combination.”

“Tell me the combination.”

“Tell me the combination.”

The same question, being repeated over and over. It became a rhythm, the ATV arrived, the women were interrogated, the ATV left. It was still unclear to both women how many people were involved. Other than the person asking the question, nothing else was ever said. The rain still poured down. Both women were exhausted. They were tied to two steel chairs that were bolted to the floor, as neither had been able to move the chairs. Their hands cuffed behind their backs, steel chains wrapped and locked around their bodies and chairs, keeping them almost immobile. Chains were used to restrain their upper bodies, hips and legs. Both women had tried to escape, but it had all been useless.

“Hmpf.”

The sound was barely audible over the wind and rain, but for the other woman it meant they were still alive.

“Hmmppff.” A reply came after a few moments.

All they could do was sit and suffer. The cuffs were tight, the chains even tighter, the gags painful after so many hours, their mouths dry. Their interrogator had played with the breasts of both women, squeezing them, even sucking them and playing with their nipples using his knife to scare them, before he would shock them again with the taser and repeat the question.

“Tell me the combination.”

Both women, although they could not tell the other, had peed, not being able to hold for so long. It was humiliating feeling the warm liquid run down your leg, but being restrained did not really allow somebody to go to the toilet. Not that it mattered, the rain pouring down had soaked both prisoners, so nobody could tell what happened. The change in weather was now more noticeable, the rain was getting less, the wind less violent. The creaking of the building subsided, it had survived another storm. Not that it made the position the women were in any better. They were still cuffed and chained. The gag and hood were keeping them silent and blind. Somehow it did not feel like a victory, surviving the storm, as it would probably mean that their interrogator was coming back. Without knowing it, both prisoners were doing the same, listening, trying to listen for the sound of an ATV coming up to their location.

“Hmpf.”

“Hmmppfffff.”

After another long time, they had no idea anymore, both women had picked up the sound. Although it sounded different this time, it sounded like more than one ATV was coming. There was nothing the women could do than wait, soaked, helpless. Wait for the questions to start again, wait for being tased again, wait for being manhandled again. The rain had finally stopped, the wind had died down, so it was easier to recognize the sounds. The engine sounds stopped, clearly close to where the women were. Sounds of people entering the building could be heard.

“Tell me the combination.”

They heard the question again, bracing themselves for what would follow. But hold on, that had not been the question. It had changed.

“Are you allright, Daiyu?”

That was the question, a question about how she was doing and not what the combination was.

“And you, Misty?”

Their hoods were pulled off, daylight blinding them after being in the dark for so long. Both women blinked for a few moments. Once their eyesight returned, they could see Jeff and Jim. Locks were being released; handcuffs opened, gags removed. Neither Daiyu nor Misty could stand. Water bottles were brought to their lips and for the first time in many hours they could drink. They wanted to talk, but their voices did not work. They wanted to cry, cry that the interrogations were over, but they had cried so much in the hours in captivity, there were no tears left.

“I am so sorry, girls.” Jeff said. “I was on my way here to pick you up before the storm would hit, but the ATV broke down and I was still miles away from this place, it was easier to head back to the car. It must have been frightening being left alone in this barn for so long. Helpless, not knowing what was going on.”

“How long?” Daiyu asked, her voice sounding tired.

“Almost 21 hours.” Jim answered.

“When I got to the car, I called Jim for help, but the storm blocked roads and we could not get out here. Thank god you guys are alright.”

“Maybe this wasn’t the greatest idea we ever done.” Daiyu said, a small grin on her face. “I hope the video is worth it.”

“Oh, crap, I forgot about that.” Jeff said, looking around.

There were 5 cameras recording the story line, which was all about 2 women being kidnapped for secret info, the famous combination the kidnapper kept asking for. The cameras had external batteries, as they had planned to keep the story line going for a few hours, till evening, but the storm messed everything up. Jeff checked the camera’s and found 2 of the GoPro’s were still recording. The other three were out of juice.

“I hate that fucking taser.” Misty said.

She was trying to sit up in the chair but was too weak. Jeff had packed up the cameras and stored them in a crate on the back of the ATV.

“Come on, let’s get you on the ATV’s and we’ll head to the cars.” Jim said.

“Sounds like a plan.” Daiyu said. “I know what I am going to do when we get home.”

“What will that be?” Misty asked.

“Kill Jeff, take a long bath, watch the videos, get off, in that order. And the first person ever to ask what the combination is will experience my rage.”

Jeff lifted Daiyu and carried her to his ATV which was running again as Jim had been able to find the loose wire that had caused the breakdown. Jim carried Misty and it did not take long they were on their way to the cars.

“This is what happens if you throw safety out of the window.” Jim sighed while driving his ATV.

“True, but somehow this was exciting too. We really could not escape. We just had to endure. And you know what they say, bondage is not real until you want out of it.” Misty said in reply. “But I don’t mind not doing this for a while.”

Both grinned.

[GreyLord]

Outstanding, but heavy, @slackywacky. I'm glad it had a good ending.

[Masterthomas]

Why are all your stories so good? Also this one, excellent!

[slackywacky]

Why are all your stories so good? Also this one, excellent!

You tell me, what do you like so much? Maybe I am just bondage junkie who can put his thoughts on paper. I do not know.

[Beaumains]

That is quite an extreme scene. It was interesting to guess who the captives were during the reading as they clearly belonged to Jim's troupe. Good stuff.

The "tell me what the combination is" was a little odd as both captuves were gagged. But that was part of of what the initial scene made intriguing

[slackywacky]

Just in case you were wondering, Bondage model by choice is waiting for Hitchhiker to catch up, so I can do a cross-over between the two stories again. Until that happens, the main story line might be on hold and I'll add some 'fillers'.

@FabianStr2016 @Caesar73 @GreyLord @The G-Man @tickletied84 @Beaumains @DIRK @Trammel @Bandit666 @wolfman @TightsBound @TiedupNick @dogrednuht123 @Argentum @Windrunner @Masterthomas

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205 – Just the two of us

Linda stood in front of the king-sized bed, looking at the materials she had laid out. Her hair damp from the shower she just completed. It had been a nice long shower, as she knew she had time. Robert was away and she was alone in their apartment. The sun shining in through the large windows. The last few days had been grey, a storm had caused damage all over the county and Robert was helping with the cleanup. Damage was extensive, but luckily no one was killed or seriously hurt. Walking over to the large freestanding mirror in the bedroom, still drying her hair with a towel, Linda looked at herself.

“Not bad, not bad at all.” She grinned.

Her body was toned, but not excessive. It was a healthy look, showing that she took care of her body. She was tanned, even now with fall not far away, and it was a natural tan. At 27 years old, she figured she looked in shape. Her long blond hair was longer than when she met Robert for the first time as a FedEx employee. It easily reached her full gravity defying breasts as Robert would call them. It always made her grin when he said that. Nature had been kind to her, she was healthy and happy. She dropped the towel she had used to dry her hair in the laundry basket and walked naked into the kitchen. The big windows in the bedroom that allowed all the light to come in looked out over trees, with nobody able to look in, so Linda had no issue walking around naked. Not that being seen naked in front of others was a problem for Linda. As a bondage model, being naked was part of the job. After filling a water bottle, she walked back to the bedroom taking a sip, her eyes scanning the front door while passing through the hallway. The electronic door lock was in the locked position, just as she wanted it. She gave herself one more glance in the mirror in the bedroom.

“Let’s get this show on the road.” She said to her mirror image.

Google’s Hub showed it was 2 PM. Robert had left around 7 that morning and Linda had done some work around the apartment before taking the shower. She was not sure when Robert would be back, he had said something about 5 PM but had also mentioned that it all depended on how things went with the cleanup. Linda figured he could use some relaxation after all the work. Her green eyes looked around the room one more time, making sure everything was in place, before getting on top of the bed. There was no bed spread, pillows or sheets, only the fitted sheet on the mattress was in place, the rest was stored away in a cupboard, Linda did not want to have clutter in the room.

“I wonder how many people have this.” Linda thought, grinning to herself, looking at the bed.

From the four corners of the bedframe came a sturdy chain with a steel cuff on each chain. When not used, the chains and cuffs were hiding underneath the mattress. The chain was bolted to the bed frame with heavy duty hardware, there was no way Linda could break the chains. Linda moved to the bottom left of the bed and cuffed her left leg, leaving very little play in the cuff. The key to the cuffs was on the dresser, which she could no longer reach with her leg cuffed. Even if this was the only thing she would do, she was going to be a prisoner until Robert, or somebody else, would release her.

“No way out now.” She said to herself.

Moving to the right bottom side of the bed, as far as her cuffed left leg allowed, Linda could lock the right cuff to her right leg. It was now impossible for Linda to close her legs. The chains were all sized perfectly to keep Linda in a reasonable strict spreadeagle once completely locked in the cuffs.

“Almost there.” She sighed.

The next thing on her list was one of three items left on the bed.

“Time for music.”

Linda took the ear buds and inserted them into her ears. Music was already playing, one of her favorite playlists on Spotify. The volume was not too loud, but also not low enough to be able to hear anything going on around her. The playlist was set to repeat, but if that happened, it had been playing for 5 hours already, as that was how long the playlist would take.

“Gag time.” She said out loud, just so she could hear her voice.

She had learned a long time ago not to shout when listening to music with headphones or earbuds on. She focused on the next step. Selecting a gag was probably the thing Linda had spent the most time on. They had various gags, from simple to elaborate. In the end Linda choose a simple bright blue ballgag. It was one of the larger gags, a 2.25 inch, but she knew from experience that she could handle it for an extended time. Making sure to tighten the leather belt, making it tight enough that she could not push the gag out, Linda was no longer able to speak.

“Hmppff.”

Happy with the gag, she picked up the last item on the bed, a leather blindfold. This one had an opening for her nose and worked well, blocking out all the light. Looking around one last time to see if she forgot anything, not that she could do anything about it if she had, she tied the blindfold over her hair. Now in darkness, she buckled the strap. Blind, deaf and muted, Linda was almost done. She had considered putting her hair up in a ponytail, but decided not to, as she was more comfortable with her hair loose when lying down. She moved her body to the top of the bed, pulling the chains on her legs tight, she turned, as much as she could, to the left, stretching out her left arm. It was not easy, and Linda knew the last cuff would be even harder, but she managed to lock the cuff on her wrists.

“One more to go.” She thought.

She knew this last one was the difficult one, as she no longer could use both hands and the parts of her body that were already tied made it harder to lock the last cuff. Lying back on the mattress Linda took a few moments to rest. Stretched out in three directions, the feeling of helplessness was already there, but it was not complete yet. She felt around for the cuff, as she could no longer see. Her movements on the bed had pushed the cuff a little away from her, but it was just close enough to grab it. It would have sucked if she had not been able to reach the last cuff. She would still be helpless, not being able to get out of bed, but she would have been able to remove the gag, blindfold and earbuds, which would have ruined the feeling. She stretched all her 70 inches (1.78 m) as far as she could towards the top right of the bed. The cuff ratchet when she opened it. She knew she had to get her wrist in the part of the cuff that was attached to the chain. That way she could, with a bit of luck, close the other part. Easier said than done.

“Fuck.”

Linda cursed as she moved too much after the got her hand in the part of the cuff and it slipped away. It was not the first time she had done this, and she remembered that it took some luck to complete the exercise. It took another 4 times, before she heard a click and the cuff had locked. Now she was truly helpless. Using the fingers she was able to tighten the cuff a few more clicks, making sure she could not pull her hands out. One click was enough to hold her, but it always felt better when it was a little tighter.

"Yes!” She sighed. “I’ve done it.”

For a moment she just lay on the bed, enjoying the feeling of accomplishment. The cuffs gave her very little room to move. There was a little, pulling the chains completely tight required somebody else to be there and for the moment she was alone, but it was not much. There would be no escape until somebody let her go. She let her mind wander, thinking about what she would look like for Robert to find. Her body stretched out, blindfolded, gagged and unable to hear sounds from her surroundings. She had been in this position often enough, both in personal play and work, so that she knew what she looked like.

“Oh, I love this song.” Linda thought, as one of her favorite songs came up.

The music prevented her from hearing any other sounds, except for the small breaks between songs. The music added another level to the experience, not being able to hear anything else. When she was blindfolded and gagged, she could still hear things. With the earbuds playing, Robert could host a party in the apartment, and she would not know.

“Oh, crap. I knew I forgot something.” She thought.

Cool air flowed over the bed. The air-conditioning in the room was kicking in. Normally she did not notice the airflow but spread out naked on the bed she could feel it. And the problem was that it was set to a low temperature, as both Linda and Robert liked the apartment cool. She had forgotten to change the Google Nest settings. And in her current situation there was very little she could do about it.

“Hmmppfffff.” Linda grunted.

Her body was reacting to the airflow, her nipples hard from the cool air. It was fun to feel the airflow change when the airco produced different levels of cooling. The cooler the air, the harder her nipples became. It was almost a game. Linda lifted her head as to look at them, but the blindfold was in the way, so she rested her head on the bed. Occasionally she moved her arms or legs, fighting the steel bonds, but most of the time Linda was just relaxing. There were a few times she almost fell asleep when the airflow would change, and it would wake her up. Eventually she did fall asleep, waking up with a shock, fighting the cuffs, wondering why she was tied up.

“Hmmppffff.”

The problem with falling asleep was that you had no idea how long you slept. It could have been 5 minutes or 2 hours. After fighting her bonds and remembering that she had done this to herself, the question became how long she would be in this position. It did not feel to Linda that she slept for hours, so it was probably just a short nap. That would mean it could be hours before Robert would find her. She would not even know if he called her, as her phone was on the dresser and the earbuds prevented her from hearing the ring tone, unless it was in that moment between songs.

“Me and my ideas.” Linda thought.

She had done some things in her bondage career that could have turned out bad, like Robert’s birthday present in Germany where she tied herself to a chair and hotel staff had seen her. At least this time she played in the safety of her own apartment. Suddenly Linda got the feeling she was not alone anymore. She had no idea how much time had gone by, cuffed on the bed. Maybe it was a change in airflow, or maybe she heard something between songs, whatever it was, it made her pay extra attention. Whoever it was did not touch her, and after a few minutes, Linda was not even sure there was somebody with her. Nobody touched her, she could not hear anything, it made her think she was imagining things.

“I see the crystal raindrops fall, and the beauty of it all, is when the sun comes shining through”

A new song started playing, and Linda recognized the song. ‘Just the two of us’, by Bill Withers and Grover Washington Jr. And right as the chorus started, somebody touched Linda’s left nipple…

[Caesar73]

First? Another Cross Over with Hitchhiker is a glorious Idea and I am looking forward to it very much

Today´s Chapter. A lovely and intimate Scene. The first Paragraphs Linda reflecting? Well done. Then how she renders herself helpless. Nicely paced - and then the Finish. I bet it is Robert - and the Idea with the Song makes perfectly Sense here!

[wolfman]

Perfectly paced and wonderfully written, as always a pleasure tp read your work.

A cross over with hitchhiker? I am all in

[slackywacky]

Today´s Chapter. A lovely and intimate Scene.

The problem I have is timelines in my stories. I want to do another cross-over with Hitchhiker (and a few more surprises), but I need Jack and Elsa to be in certain spot further north to make my ideas happen, but I also do not want to rush their story, so I have to come up with some fillers (to give it a name). In this case it meant the opposite from last chapter, lots of tension in that chapter, love in this one.

Perfectly paced and wonderfully written

Thank you. Writing went easy this week, with all my stories updated. Hopefully the next round is not a month away

[GreyLord]

Interludes like this are most welcomed, @slackywacky. Your level of detail was very nice as you described how Linda secured herself.

[slackywacky]

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206 – Football tease

“Hhhhmmmppppffffffff.”

Linda was frustrated and annoyed. She was frustrated with whoever was teasing her. Spread out on the bed, helplessly held in place by chains and cuffs, gagged, blindfolded and with earbuds that kept her from hearing what was going on around her, she knew somebody was in the apartment with her, as fingers kept poking at her, but it was always just a short touch. Whether it was touching a nipple, her feet, her sides or other parts of her body, the pokes were always short. And the touches did not tell her who was doing it, although she suspected it was Robert. Having been asleep she had lost all sense of time, but she knew she had not slept for hours, so that also would indicate Robert was playing with her.

“Hhhhmmmppppffffffff.”

If there was a reaction to her gagged grunts, she did not hear it. Even when the music on her earbuds was between songs, she did not hear a thing. And there was no rhythm in the pokes. Sometimes there were a few at one time, than it took minutes before there was one single poke. There was no consistency, which was part of the frustration.

“HMPF.”

Suddenly both Linda’s sides got poked and it made her jump and scream in her gag. She was not ticklish, at least not very much, but a poke like that, especially since she could not see it coming, caused her to react. She did not feel the bed move, which indicated to her that whoever was doing it was not leaning on the bed.

“Hmmmppfffff.”

Another double poke, this time on the bottom of her feet. Again, it made her jump, but the chains kept her tied down to the bed. Anxious, she waited for the next poke to happen, but time went by, and nothing happened. Just as she was thinking the fingers had taken a break, they were back. Both her sides and feet were poked at the same time.

“Wait, what? There is more than one person in the room?” Linda thought.

It had to be, as she got poked at 4 different points, and since the bed still did not move, other than from Linda’s own movements, nobody could reach all four points alone at one time. That left only one conclusion, there were more people in the room. She strained against her bonds again, but the steel was unforgiving and easily resisted her, she was stuck. The pokes had stopped. Not knowing what was going on around her, when the next poke would come, it aroused her which her body was telling everybody who was looking at her. Her breath was faster, her nipples hard, and she started to perspire a bit. She fought her bonds, tensing her muscles, and she was getting wet in her vaginal area. And there was nothing she could do about it.

“Hhhhmmmppppffffffff.”

Linda grunted in frustration since nothing was happening again. She wanted more, she was getting aroused, but she needed more to get to that highpoint. And just as she did not expect it anymore, she was poked again. This time it was six spots. Each sole of her feet, her waist on two sides and both her nipples.

“Three people?” Linda thought. “Are there three people in the room? What was going on?”

She grunted in her gag and cursed the blindfold, although she knew that without the blindfold this game was not going to be the same, as she would have seen who was in the room. Linda thought back as to what Robert had said. She was certain, at least a decent amount, he had said he would be back at 5 PM. But she could not remember if he had mentioned anybody coming by. Probably not, as she would not have placed herself in bondage for him to find. Which meant that something had changed in whatever plans he had when he left.

“HMPF!”

Linda screamed in her gag as the fingers poked at her again. Except they did it in sequence now, instead of all at the same time. Fingers touched her all over, but there was no specific order. Sometimes it was even twice at the same spot. Linda laughed, as much as the gag allowed. Whoever was in the room with her was playing an irritating game, but one that was arousing her more and more. Whenever the fingers stopped, she was hoping they would start again as it was helping her towards an orgasm. Although what happened next did not help reaching that goal, as suddenly ice cubes were used instead of fingers.

“Hhhhmmmmpppppppfffffffff.”

The cold touch was unexpected and totally surprised Linda. The ice was cold. Whoever was next to the bed ran the cube over her naked body, goosebumps appeared on her arms. Linda could feel the trail of the cubes, as her warm body made the ice cubes melt a little. The movement stopped, but the ice cubes did not go away, they were left on Linda’s belly button. Being stretched out as she was, it took some effort to move her waist, and she felt the ice cubes slide off her onto the bed.

“Hmmppfff.”

Linda tried to tell whoever was with her that they should pick up the cubes, as she didn’t want her bed to get wet, but nobody seemed to react.

“Hmmppffff.”

Calling out again, Linda could just wait for what, if any, would happen next. However, this time nothing happened for a longer time. After a while Linda thought she was left alone, nobody seemed to be around. The helpless woman shook her bonds, which made no difference to her situation. She had no idea what time it was. The flow of the airco was still blowing wind over her body, drying the spots where the ice cubes had left a watery trail. With nobody paying attention to her, at least attention that she could feel, as she had no idea if she was being watched, Linda fell back into slumber state. Her arousal was no longer present, the fact she was left alone being the main reason. It almost felt like when she started, the difference being that she knew at least at some point somebody had been in her room.

“Hhhmmpppffff?”

Somebody leaned on the bed. And moments later somebody removed the blindfold and earbuds. Linda looked up at the smiling face of Robert.

“Hello gorgeous.” He said, looking at his wife.

“Hmmppff.” Linda reacted, as the ballgag was still between her teeth.

“Mike and Sheila are here; we’re watching the game. They are without power for a day or two while they fix the issue, so we decided to come here and watch it. I assume you do not have an issue with that. If you do, just say so.”

Linda had to grin, with the gag in her mouth there was not much she could say. Making sounds was still possible, but any decent conversation was out of the question.

“We figured since you like College Football so much, we’ll let you listen to it.” Robert grinned.

He knew that Linda did not care for the game, but he also knew that she did not mind him watching it. Normally she would go and do something else. Now she did not have a choice. She could hear the TV in the main room without problems.

“It just started. I know we had some fun with you beforehand, and I really appreciate what you did here. After the game we can have some more fun.”

Linda sighed. A football game could last a few hours, and she figured she would not be released until then, or even much longer after the end of the game. It all depended on what Robert had in mind.

“Hhmmpppff.”

“I knew you would understand.” Robert laughed.

He got up from the bed and walked towards the living room, until he stopped and turned around.

“I almost forgot.”

He leaned on the bed and put the blindfold back in place.

“Here, that is better, just in case we want to play with you.” Robert said.

Linda did not see him walk away again; her world was completely dark again. And this time she was without music, instead she had to listen to the game and the commercials.

“He better take care of my needs afterwards.” Linda sighed.

[Caesar73]

Lovely. Robert and Company teasing Linda. Her feelings, her emotions were perfectly captured - and if Rober might not make amends ..... his Wife might be very cross with him The light, playful tone? Perfect as usual!