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The Adventures of Terri and Jennifer, Chapter 13- 1
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Terri & Jennifer [4/8]
Here is part 4 of 8 of the Terri and Jennifer series that I have.
These are the only eight parts that I have. I will not repost
them, I will not e-mail them and I will not ftp them anywhere
unless I made a mistake.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
JENNIFER'S RELEASE
For the next hour, I just sat back and watch Jennifer "have
fun". Now and then, I check her hands and legs for any signs of
circulation being cut off. There were none. I did not touch her
or say anything to her for that hour. She was all alone with the
vibrators, both in her pussy and attached to her nipples, and her
bondage. Soft moans could be heard coming from under the leather
hood. Those moans would always turn to whins as the vibrator,
locked in her pussy, would shut off until the next cycle. The
vibrating nipple clips were always on but not severe enough to
cause an orgasm.
At the end of the hour, I untied the rope that was holding her
head up and unlocked the leather hood and removed it. I pulled off
the tape and took out the cotton balls from her ears. However, she
remained gagged. I next untied her ankles from the spreader bar
and attached a set of ankles cuffs to each ankle. I then connected
the cuffs with a short chain, thus hobbling her.
I walked over to the winch and slowly let her arms down. I
removed the rope holding her elbows but before I untied her wrists,
I attached a pair of handcuffs. I then removed the rope that bound
her wrist together. Jennifer was standing in the middle of the
room with her hands handcuffed behind her, gagged, feet hobbled,
nipple clamps on each breast and a chastity belt locked between her
legs. (It was interesting to note that Jennifer's inner thighs
were very wet and it wasn't sweat)! I wanted to let Jennifer take
the nipple clamps off herself, since that was always more difficult
than putting them on.
I told Jennifer that I had the key to the chastity belt, but
the keys to her wrist and ankle cuffs were on the kitchen table.
I told her that she was to walk out to the kitchen and bring the
keys back to the bedroom and unlock her bondage in here in front of
me. If she didn't the chastity belt would stay on, and so would
the vibrators. Jennifer just rolled her and slowly nodded her
understanding. She had no choice.
She slowly started walking towards the kitchen. With each
small step in her high heels and hobbles, her breasts would shake
and along with her tits, the spring and weights attached to her
nipple clamps. Just a little reminder that they were still there
and that she had better take her time.
After about five minutes, Jennifer made her way back into the
bedroom still bound the way she left. She walked over to the bed
and sat down and started to unlock her handcuffs. In the state of
her exciement and the leather gloves, she was having some problems.
I just smiled and continued to watch my bound friend. When her
hands were free, she reached up and removed both nipple clamps.
The jolt that it gave her as the blood rushed back into the
nipples, must have been enough to push her over the edge. Jennifer
just closed her eyes and screamed into her ball gag. She was
having one tremendous orgasm. Jennifer then fell back on the bed
exhausted.
I walked over to my bound friend and unbuckled and removed her
ball gag and then unlocked her ankle cuffs. I slowly rolled her
over and unlocked the chastity belt and carefully removed both the
vibrator and the butt plug. Needless to say the vibrator was
soaking wet. Lastly, I unlocked her chains that locked her high
heels to her feet. I slipped her heels off and slowly tickled
Jennifer's feet with my tongue. Jennifer was now free and fast
asleep.
While Jennifer slepted, I picked up the bedroom. After about
a half-hour, Jennifer woke up and we talked about her bondage
period. She said that it really didn't hurt much and that the
vibrator did a very good job of frustrating her. She really
enjoyed the strict bondage and the sensations of the vibrating
nipple clamps was new and fantastic. Jennifer just smiled and said
that it was very lonely in the leather hood and that she couldn't
wait until she could lock me in to it. My turn was coming.
Jennifer was learning fast!
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
JENNIFER'S REVENGE
Sunday morning found me tied up with about five hundred feet
of rope. Earlier that morning, I had chosen to wear nothing but my
thigh high black leather boots, black satin corset, and shoulder
length kid gloves. Jennifer enjoyed helping me lace the corset
tightly closed. She liked (and so did I) the hour glass shape that
was present due to the corset.
Jennifer had started out my bondage by locking on the special
chastity belt that I had used on her the night before. Then she
started with my booted feet and wound yards and yards of soft
cotton rope around my feet and legs, including my instep. With
every five or six turns, Jennifer would cinch the rope tightly
between my legs. She did this all the way up to my crotch. My
legs were one solid piece of rope and were quite useless.
My wrists and arms came next. My wrists were tied palm to
palm and cinched very tightly. Then more rope was wound around my
arms up to and above my elbows (my elbows were actually touching).
Jennifer then took two smaller pieces of rope and tied them
around my breasts. I had not realized that they were big enough to
do that to, but Jennifer found out that they were. The rope made
my breasts stand out very straight and my nipples very hard and
sensitive.
She then took about one hundred foot of rope and begin to wind
it around my body, pressing my bound arms very tightly against my
back. I was helpless. To further add to my bondage, Jennifer took
a roll of duct tape and completely taped my fingers and hands
together. Jennifer sure learned fast! All that was left was a
gag.
Before she gagged me, Jennifer produced a white rubber bathing
cap and placed it on my head. She then stepped out of the panties
that she was wearing and wadded them up into a ball and placed them
in my mouth. The panties were damp and the taste was very familiar
and exciting. Jennifer then took the roll of duct tape and
proceeded to tape my mouth shut. She did not use just one piece of
tape. She wound the tape all the way around my head twice. Then
she used another piece that went under my chin and up over the top
of my head. This was the reason for the bathing cap, to protect my
hair. While she was wrapping the tape around the top of my head,
she told me bite down on the panties. When she was through, it was
impossible for me to talk or utter a sound let alone move my lips.
I had never been so completely bound and gagged in my life. The
only thing that was showing on my roped body was my ass and my
bound breasts.
But Jennifer was not through yet. She then pulled a black
stocking over my head to prevent me from rubbing the tape on the
bed and possibly removing it (right!). She then placed me on the
bed and attached a long rope to my feet and put the other end
through a pulley that was over the bed. She then hoisted my legs
up until only my shoulders and head were still touching the bed.
I was semi-suspended by my feet.
One last little thing and Jennifer was finished. She attached
a wooden clothespin to each nipple. They were already very
sensitive due to the breast bondage, but this was almost too much.
I only hoped that I could make it for two hours. I was starting to
get very frustrated with the vibrator. It was doing a very good
job of keeping me at the climax point without letting me go over
the edge.
Jennifer just laid on the bed next to me and smoked a
cigarette and read some bondage magazines. Occasionally she would
get up and try on some different articles of my latex and leather
clothing. She liked the feel of the latex and of course she had
always liked the leather.
Needless to say it was a long two hours. I should mention
that I spent the second hour of my bondage blindfolded. Jennifer
tied a latex sheet over my eyes thus taking away another sense.
Jennifer never touched me for the whole two hours except to check
my hands and feet for lack of circulation. I wished she had,
because I was a very frustrated (sexually) bound girl. However,
I was luckyer than Jennifer, somewhere in that last hour of
bondage, the vibrator, clothespins, and the tight restraint (that
I could not get free from) got the best of me. I must have came
for five minutes. It was great!
At the end of the two hours, Jennifer released me from
everything except the breast bondage, the clothespins on my
nipples, the chastity belt and the gag. She let me remove all the
rest of my bondage equipment myself, especially the clothespins
from my nipples (remember they hurt more when they come off). We
then had lunch and finished planning our afternoon self-bondage
adventure. We were in store for quite an afternoon.
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