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The Adventures of Terri and Jennifer, Chapters 9- 1
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Terri & Jennifer [3/8]
Here is part 3 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 NINE
JENNIFER
It seemed like a long time lying there all bound and gagged.
My mind was racing with the endless possibilties that could occur
this evening. I was very excieted but the bondage prevented me
from bring myself over the edge. My only hope was that Jennifer
would be so kind.
I finally heard the door being unlocked. I next heard someone
walking over to the bed. When my blindfold was removed, I looked
up to see Jennifer standing there wearing tight black leather
pants, black leather knee high boots, a black leather bustier that
pushed her breast up firm and high, and short black leather gloves.
She was holding a thin white cigarette in one hand and a black and
riding crop (Jennifer rides horses for hobby). The outfit matched
her long black hair and blue eyes. She was very beautiful, sexy,
and very domineering to say the least.
Jennifer and I had become friends by attending the local spa
together. Jennifer worked as a model and art director a local
fashion store in town. She had quite the body to say the least.
Jennifer was 5'8" with a perfect shape that would turn all the
men's heads and make the wifes very jelous. She had long black
hair to match her long legs. Her measurements were 37"-24"-36" and
she was very athletic. She loved to ride horses and she looked
fantastic in equesterain gear, riding boots, and gloves.
Jennfier loved to show off her body (the model in her!). She
would always wear the most revealing clothes including leather
skirts, stocking vice pantyhose, and she loved to wear gloves. It
was always easy to buy gifts for Jennifer because she liked the
same type of clothes that I did. The only difference was she wears
her clothes out in public, and I wear my in the bedroom for my own
pleasure. In addition to the clothes, she always wore some sort of
high heels or boots unless she was barefoot or working out. High
heels seemed to accent the length of her long and shapely legs
Jennifer and I have been very close for sometime. We spent a
lot of time together and share many secrets including our sex lifes
and different fantasies. We have even had a few lesbian encounters
from time to time but just for fun and excietment and nothing long
term. We both valued the friendship of each other including the
touch of each other hands. However, we both considered ourselves
hetrosexual and dated when the opportunity arose.
The subject of bondage would come up a few times in passing,
but I was never able to tell how Jennifer would take an out right
discussion on the subject. Her finding me tonight was really a
dream come true. Jennifer was more domineering that I was, so she
tended to be the one that would lead the discussions or make the
big decision for the both of us. That suited me just find. It was
not everyday that a girl could find such a beautiful mistress.
After the blindfold was removed, Jennifer released the strap
that secured my elbows. She then removed the ball gag, nipple
clips, leather collar, and unfasten the strap that held my ankles
to my thighs. When she was finished, my hands were still locked to
the chastity belt behind me, my thumbs still locked in the
thumbcuffs, and I was still bound at the ankles, above and below
the knees. She asked me where I kept the key to the lock that
attached my wrist cuffs to the chastity belt. I said it was in the
equipment bag. Jennifer got the key and released the wrist cuffs
from the belt but not my wrists.
She then took the key to cuffs and placed them on the floor
across the room. She told me that if I wanted to get free, I would
have to crawl across the room, get the key, and bring it to her so
that she could release me and that I had to bring the key to her in
my lips.
I had no choice. I did as I was told. Jennifer just sat back
in the chair, smoked her cigarette, and paged through one of my
bondage mags laughing at me the whole time. I had to first slowly
make my way out to the dinning room to get the key that would
unlock my thumbcuffs. Crawling was not easy with the bondage and
the thigh-high boots that I was wearing.
Once my thumbs were unlocked, I slowly made my way accross the
floor and picked up the key to my wrist cuffs with my lips and gave
it to Jennifer. I placed the key in Jennifer's gloved hand and as
I did this she held my chin firmly between her gloved fingers and
planted a long wet kiss on my lips. The smell of the fine leather,
Jennifer's perfume, and the heat of her kiss was almost to much for
me I melted into Jennifer's arms. Jennifer then rolled me over and
unlocked the wrists cuffs. I released the rest of my bondage
myself.
The rest of the weekend, we took turns tying each other up in
different bondage positions using the variety of bondage equipment
that I owned. We agreed that each of us would spend two hours as
bound prisoners of the other.
I showed Jennifer how the nipple clamps worked, what a leather
discipline helmet felt like (I had two kinds, one with a built in
gag and one without), and what chastity belts were for. She wanted
to try on everything. She also tried on different articles of my
latex collection and my assortment of leather clothes, boots and
shoes. She especially like the thihg-high boots, corsets and of
course the elbow-length black leather gloves.
Saturday afternoon, I finally got around to showing Jennifer
all my techniques that I use for self-bondage. It was funny
watching her trying to tie herself up. She had no problems with
the feet or the gag, but when it came to the wrists cuffs and the
locks, it took more practice. We decided that Sunday afternoon we
would try a detailed self-bondage adventure together and that way
we could both be tied up together like some of the photos that were
in my bondage magazines.
CHAPTER TEN
JENNIFER'S FUN
We got a lot of the bondage positions used that weekend from
the large collection of bondage magazines and bondage videos tapes
that I have gathered over the years. Jennifer was amazed that they
even made VHS movies dealing exclusively with being tied up. We
must have watched every one of them three times that weekend.
One position that Jennifer wanted to try Saturday night, was
where your hands are tied behind you and pulled up by a rope
attached to a pulley. This causes you to bend over at the waist
and leaves your rear end unprotected. I had not put Jennifer in
any real stringent bondage as of yet, so now was the chance to give
her what she wanted, or so she thought.
Jennifer saw the position in many of the magazines we read.
She liked the way the body was put under strain and how helpless
the bindee was. In that position, there was access to all the
sexual body parts. It was going to be fun introducing Jennifer to
the finer art of restraint. We could hardly wait until the
evening.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
JENNIFER'S WISH
After supper, which by the way, had to be fed to me by
Jennifer since I was tightly bound and blindfolded to the Captain's
chair, it was time for Jennifer to get her wish and my sweet
revenge. She choose to wear only a pair of black latex stockings,
garter belt, kid leather gloves, and black patent leather opera
pumps with six inch spiked heels.
I helped Jennifer dress in her latex outfit. After she was
nude, I rubbed powder on her legs to make the latex stockings slip
on easier. I then attached the stockings to her garterbelt. I
then slipped the pumps on her feet and helped her to pull on the
long leather gloves.
Jennifer looked very beautiful in this outfit. She found
though, that walking in the high heels was very difficult even for
her. With each step, her breast would jiggle up and down. It was
very funny and exciting to watch her.
Jennifer paraded herself in front of my full length mirror
admiring the way the latex hugged her thighs. She had to smoke one
more cigarette before her ordeal was to begin. The contrast was
sharp between her black gloved fingers, and the long white
cigarette.
When she finished the cigarette, I had Jennifer turn around
and place her gloved hands behind her, palm to palm. I then
selected a ten foot piece of small nylon rope and wound about half
the cord loosely around her wrists and then knotted it leaving two,
two foot ends. I then wound the rope ends around the coils holding
her wrist. After passing the ends of the rope between her wrists
and arms, I pulled them tight thus cinching her hands together very
tightly. I then tied her arms very close together above the
elbows, again cinching them tightly. Having her elbows touch,
casued her tits to stand out straingt and made her nipples hard.
I couldn't resist the urge to "tweek" them with my fingers.
Jennifer just closed her eys and slowly licked her lips. Jennifer
was now my bound slave. Her hands and arms were useless to her.
I now had her parade around the room for me. This showed her how
helpless she was. The six inch pumps would prevent her from moving
very fast.
I picked up the red ball gag and had Jennifer kneel with her
back to me. I placed the ball to her red lips and she accepted it
without question. I buckled the straps tightly behind her head,
taking care to move her hair out of the way. The ball gag filled
her mouth completely. To test the effectiveness of the gag, I
produced a feather and started to tickle my bound and helpless
friend. The gag worked perfectly. All I could hear were moans
coming from her gagged lips.
To keep Jennifer from removing her high heels, I took two
small chains and locks and proceeded to lock the shoes on her feet
by wrapping the small chain around her heels, crossing the chain in
front of her foot and then locking it under the soles. Without the
key, the high heels would not come off. The height of the heels
served as nice bondage all by themselves, but I wasn't through with
Jennifer yet.
I took Jennifer to the middle of the room and had her stand
under the pulley that was attached to the ceiling. I took the rope
that was threaded through the pulley and tied it around Jennifer's
wrists. The other end of the rope was attached to a small winch
across the room. Before I pulled her wrists up behind her, I bound
her legs by attaching each ankle to the end of a three foot
spreader bar, thus spreading her legs wide apart. It was very
challenging to say the least for her to stand with her legs held
apart and her feet in such high heels. Now Jennifer knows the
reason why I locked the heels on her feet. Her attempts to kick
her shoe off were to no avail. She was a prisoner by her own
choice of shoes. I then attached a snap hook to a ring in the
center of her ankle spreader bar and locked this to another hook in
the floor. Jennifer could not move from where she was standing.
I walked over to the winch and started to turn it slowly.
Jennifer's wrists and arms were slowly being pulled up behind her.
As her wrists moved up, her head was forced down. When her wrists
were high over her head, I turned the winch one more click for good
measure. I then locked the winch to prevent it from slipping.
Jennifer looked just the picture in one of the bondage magazines.
She looked very beautiful all tied up the way she was. I asked her
if she was all right and Jennifer shook her head yes. Jennifer
tested her bonds and found that escape was out of the question. As
was our agreement for this weekend, she would remain my prisoner
for two hours.
I walked back over to Jennifer and checked her bonds, making
sure that all the loose ends were neatly tucked away and out of the
reach of probing fingers. As I walked behind her, I gave her a
sharp slap on the ass and watched the reaction. It had caught her
by surprise, but what could she do? Tied the way that she was, any
movement by her, made her breast jiggle. Jennifer blushed every
time this happened. Jennifer just moaned into her gag and
struggled harder.
CHAPTER TWELVE
THE TEASING
For the first hour, I teased Jennifer by using a feather on
her breasts and nipples, inner thighs, the crack of her ass and on
her stomach. I even used my tongue once in a while. She was very
ticklish and all her attempts to get away were useless. I could
also see that she was getting very excited by all this and I kept
telling her that the second hour would be better. I also told her
that I was going to pay her back for making me crawl the day
before, when she first found me all tied up.
After the feather came the vibrator. I slowly carrased every
inch of her bound body with the vibrating plastic. No parts were
left untouched. I even inserted the vibrator deep into her wet
pussy, but for just a few seconds. I wanted to keep Jennifer from
having that badly needed orgasm to relieve herself.
I kept up this teasing for about forty-five minutes and then
decided that Jennifer had had enough. She was out of breath and
was sweating from all the excitement. She was also drooling down
her chin around the ball gag. I took her panties that were lying
on the bed and wiped off her face and chin. I then pulled the
panties through he wet crotch and then proceeded to pull the
panties over her head, thus limiting her sight and ensuring that
she would have to smell her own jucies. I also allowed her a few
minutes to catch her breath.
While she rested, I set out the rest of the bondage equipment
that I was going to use on her. The equipment included a black
leather discipline hood that had a locking two inch collar, two
nipple clamps with a spring and weight attached to each, a leather
chastity belt with a built in vibrator, small butt plug, two small
balls of cotton, some adhesive tape, and a five foot piece of rope.
I removed the panties from Jennifer's head and when Jennifer looked
at all the additional equipment, she knew what was coming. She
just hung her head down in defeat.
I started first with the cotton balls. I placed one in each
of Jennifer's ears and held them in place with a strip of adhesive
tape. This served to isolate her from any sounds in the room. I
next picked up the discipline hood and placed it on her head. The
only opening that this particular hood had, was three small holes
around the nose so that she could breath normally. The hood zipped
down the back of her head and the whole helmet was locked in place
by a two inch collar that went around her neck (remember,she was
still gagged with the ball gag).
To make her movments more restricted, I attached the five foot
piece of rope to the D-ring attached on top of the leather hood.
I then connected the other end of the rope to her wrists and pulled
the slack out. This arrangement forced her to lift her head back
and hold it there.
Next came the chastity belt and vibrator. This vibrator was
very special. I use it all the time on myself during my self-
bondage adventures. The vibrator has a built in timer that turns
the motor on and off at random times. It only stays on for a
maximum of ten seconds and then shuts off for a period of up to one
minute. You never know when the motor will start or stop. It can
drive a girl wild with frustration.
If you remember, Jennifer was in a very excited state from all
the tickling and caressing. This vibrator would keep here near the
orgasm point without allowing her to go over the edge. When I use
the vibrator and belt on myself, I stay close to orgasm for over
two hours until I could get free and relieve myself.
I strapped the waist strap around her waist and buckled it in
back. I then put on a latex glove, and spread K-Y jel on my index
finger. Jennifer just about went through the roof as I slowly
inserted my finger into her tight ass, thus lubricating it and
making it ready for the butt plug. Once the plug was inserted, I
then brought the crotch strap through her legs, turned on the
vibrator and carefully inserted it into Jennifer's already wet
pussy. I then locked this strap tightly to the waist belt in back.
Without the key, the chastity belt would not come off and the
vibrator keeps running.
I stepped back for a few minutes and watched the reactions of
my bound friend. I could see that the vibrator was doing it's job.
Jennifer was softly moaning to herself when the vibrator was on but
then she whined in frustration when it turned off. I could tell
that she was staying excited by the hardness of her nipples. This
was going to be a fun hour. I almost felt sorry for her (not
really).
One last piece of stimulation. I carefully attached the
nipple clamps to each of her nipples. These clamps were special.
They were vibrating nipple clamps. They also had a spring and
weight attached to each and with each movement of Jennifer's body,
the sensation to her breasts was compounded. With the vibrator
going, and the butt plug deeply lodged in Jennifer's ass,
Jennifer's body was constantly in motion and therefore so were the
weights attached to her nipples. As I switched on the nipple
clamps, the results on Jennifer were immediate. You could see that
she was trying to stand still to prevent the weights from swinging
but as the nipple clamps continued to vibrate and as the vibrator
in pussy turned on and off...it was quite a sight.
To further complete her bondage, I took a roll of black
electricans tape and taped her fingers tightly together. Even if
she could reach the knots, her fingers were now useless.
Jennifer's wish was now complete. She wanted to be totally
bound, gagged, and teased for a two hour period. And that she was.
She could neither hear, speak, or see and she was under going a
very frustration time not being able to have the sexual release
that she wanted and needed so badly.
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