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A Joining of Friends
I stood in the middle of the living room staring at Nicole’s beautiful face in amazement. I couldn’t believe she asked me to tie her up and fuck her mercilessly. I wondered how the two best looking women on the campus could want to be tied up and humiliated.
“Have you ever been tied up before?” I ask.
“Sure plenty of times,” Nicole responded nonchalantly.
“Why do you want to be tied up?”
“Because, I don’t want this to sound wrong, but when you are a women and attractive, guys are afraid to fuck you. They want to make love, and make sex like the movies in hopes of becoming your boyfriend. That’s all good for a while, but eventually you want to be fucked, and these guys out there won’t do it.”
“I thought you said you had been tied up before?”
“I have been tied up. A lot actually.”
“Who tied you up? I want to hear all about.”
Nicole told me her next door neighbor in high school was four years old than Nicole. Brett, had just become a sworn in as a police officer in the small town and he and Nicole had grown up together. During their young days, the two had played with each other, non-sexually. Then when Brett had started to get into his teens, he and Nicole had started to play around sexually. They would play doctor and patient, and other games of the such. They would also play damsel in distress, and Brett would tie Nicole’s arms behind her back and she would try to run and hide from Brett. While she hid, she would make it easy to find her, and when Brett finally chased her down, he would sneak in a grope of her breast or her crotch.
The two went their separate ways in high school, and when Brett came home dressed in his blue police uniform, Nicole had just turned seventeen. Nicole couldn’t believe how good looking Brett was in his blue uniform and wanted to let him know how much she liked him. Nicole dressed in her slutiest top, a short mini-skirt, and her skimpiest bra and panties.
Nicole raced over to find Brett still in uniform cleaning out some junk out the garage of the house he had bought off of his parents months earlier.
“Hey Bretty,” Nicole said in her sexiest voice. “Did you get sworn in today?”
“Hey there Nic,” Brett replied. He couldn’t help himself look the seventeen year old beauty up and down. “Yeah, I just got sworn in this afternoon. I guess I’m the law, so you had better watch yourself or I might have to handcuff you and spank your ass if you get into too much trouble.”
“Well, I did break the law earlier in the day when I threw a wrapper on the ground. I guess I should be punished for littering.” Nicole held her hands out in front of her with her wrists together. Brett laughed it off and continued to clean the clutter in the garage. After a minute, Brett turned back to see Nicole still holding her wrists together in front of her.
“I’m waiting to be punished,” Nicole said seductively.
“Okay, I guess no one is above the law,” Brett said. He stopped what he was doing and walked towards Nicole as he worked to get his handcuffs out of his new shiny police belt. As he approached Nicole, she could see a bulge growing in the front of his blue dress uniform.
Brett slapped the handcuffs on her wrists and led her into the house and sat down on a chair at the kitchen table and pulled Nicole over his lap. In the process of pulling her over his lap, Nicole’s mini-skirt came half way up her ass to reveal a light blue, lacy thong. Brett pulled the mini-skirt up over her waist to reveal her entire perfectly shaped white ass.
“Littering is a five hundred dollar fine. So I think five spanks on each ass cheek should be a good punishment.” Brett gave Nicole four soft spanks on her ass and Nicole was very disappointed.
“What are you a pussy, officer? I thought you were going to punish me?” Nicole egged him on. Brett took the hint, and the next six spanks hammered down on her perfect ass, which quickly started to turn a bright red color.
When he was finished, he pushed Nicole up on her feet to see a couple of tears running down her cheek. Instead of removing his handcuffs from her wrists, Brett had other plans.
“Lipping off to a police officer is another offense punishable by spanking.” Brett looked around the house and found a hook on the wall and moved Nicole so she stood underneath the hook. Brett took Nicole’s cuffed wrist and put the chain of the handcuffs on the hook.
With the handcuffs hanging from the hook in the wall, Nicole had to stand on her tip toes so not to hang from her wrists. With Nicole hanging from the hook, Brett stepped back and admired his prisoner.
“The punishment for mouthing off to an officer is five blows to each of your bare tits.” Nicole started to complain, and Brett had had enough. He walked over to the sink and grabbed a wash cloth and shoved it into Nicole’s mouth to gag her.
Now he had gagged her, Brett lifted her shirt to reveal and lacy, light blue bra which matched her panties. Brett lifted the bra above her tits and quickly gave Nicole’s sensitive tits five blows each. By the time the final blow landed, tears streamed down her cheeks, and she spit out the wash cloth.
“Fuck me officer! Please, fuck me!” Brett did as he was asked, and continued to for the next two years until Nicole left for college.
“Do you still see him when you go home?” I asked when she finished.
“No, he got married to a girl who liked to be tied up as well. He has no need for me now.”
“Did you just play with bondage, or were you a submissive to him?”
“At first it was just bondage. But, then we moved on to the submission. For the last year I was Brett’s slave to do what with he wanted.”
“Okay. Would you like to become my submissive?
“Yes very much so,” Nicole replied. I gave a look which told her I wasn’t happy, and Nicole quickly added. “Sir.”
“Okay good. I will be right back, do not move an inch.” I walked behind the curtain which blocked the view of Jamie and the hallway. Jamie still stood spread eagle in the entryway of the hallway. She was breathing hard from the strain of being tied in the position she was in. Along with the position she stood, Jamie’s large tits were starting turn a purple color. I took one hand ran it very lightly over her sensitive tits, which caused Jamie to moan into her gag.
“What was that?” Nicole called from the other room.
“It was a door. I will be right back.” I went into the playroom and grabbed a couple pieces of rope and some other toys Nicole would become very accustomed to and headed back to the living room. On my way, I stopped by Jamie was again.
Standing behind Jamie, I could see the buttplug in her ass. This buttplug wasn’t a normal plug, the plug had a hose which ran from the buttplug to a ball pump which when pumped would cause the plug in Jamie’s ass to expand. The plug could expand to the size of a pop can when fully pumped with air.
I grabbed the ball pump and gave the ball four good pumps. Jamie moaned each time she felt the plug expand in her already stretched asshole. Again Nicole called from the other room, but I told her it was the door and I was coming.
I returned to Nicole’s side with the four lengths of rope and dropped them on the floor in front of her. I took Nicole’s handcuffed arms, and moved them over the back of the wooden kitchen chair, so that her arms and back would be separated by the back of the chair. With her arms in this position, Nicole’s large tits were shoved forward as her arms are moved farther behind her body.
When I got her arms set in the position I wanted them, I took a length of rope and wrapped one end of the rope around Nicole’s left thigh, just above her knee several times. I ran the rope underneath the chair bottom and wrapped the other end of the rope around her right thigh above the knee several more times and pulled her legs apart. Nicole, being a gymnast had no problem spreading her knees well wider than the bottom the chair.
“Tell me slave, what is your most sensitive area of your body?” I asked as I tied the rope tight on her thighs.
“Without a doubt my nipples. When Brett would tie me up, he would play with my nipples, and I would have many orgasms with him just playing with them. Then when he would put nipple clamps on my nipples I would have orgasm after orgasm without him touching me.”
As I thought of another question to ask Nicole, I took a length of rope and wrapped it around her waist and pulled her ass back towards the back of the chair. I wrapped the rope around her waist several times, making sure not to get any of her shirt or skirt underneath the rope. When I was sure she couldn’t move, I tied the rope off in the back of the chair.
“Okay slave, have you ever been publicly humiliated?”
“Yes sir,” Nicole replied.
“Tell me about it,” I said. I was getting the rope ready for my next tie.
“Brett made me dress in a short, low cut black dress. I didn’t have very big boobs at the time, but I wore a big time push up bra to show what I had. When I got out the car to go into the restaurant, Brett handcuffed my hands behind my back. I asked him not to, but he didn’t listen, he only placed a sweater over my wrists so no one in the restaurant would see the steel on my wrists. We were seated at a booth in a back corner of the restaurant, and Brett sat on the same side of the booth as me.
When we were seated, Brett pulled my dress up over my crotch to reveal my panty free groin for the world to see. Brett kept my hands handcuffed behind my back, and my dress up above my waist when the waiter appeared to take our drink order. The waiter didn’t see the bottom of my dress when he took our order, but when he returned and leaned over to place my wine glass in front of me, he looked right down and saw my bare crotch.
My face turned bright red, and the server couldn’t take his eyes off of my exposed groin as he took our order. While we waited for our food to come, Brett reached over and started to finger my pussy. I begged him to cover me up, and to uncuff me, but he laughed and continued to play with my clit and pussy.
Also during the time we waited for our food to arrive, the server returned to our table around ten times to see if we needed anything. Each time Brett saw the server coming, he would take his hand out of my crotch to give the server a complete view of my pussy.”
As Nicole told the story of her humiliation, I got to work on wrapping a large amount of rope around each of her ankles.
“Just as the server started to approach our table with our order, Brett got up from the table and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. Brett told me if my dress moved an inch while he was gone, he would put me over his knee in the middle of the restaurant. I knew he meant it, so I made sure not to move, even while the server stared blatantly at my groin as he placed the food on the table.
When Mike returned to the table, he asked me why my legs were closed. Brett then slapped me hard on the inner thigh and told me to eat. Brett made me eat my dinner without using my hands, I had to lean down and eat my food directly from the plate, like a dog. Brett had to hold my wine glass for me to drink, and he held the glass up for longer than I wanted and I drank four glasses of wine. This caused our waiter to return to the table more than usual, and gave him plenty of opportunity to stare at my now spread crotch.
When we were done with dinner, Brett made me go under the table and give him a blowjob for desert. When the waiter returned to the table, he asked about my where abouts and Brett told him I was under the table giving him head. The waiter lifted the table cloth and watched as I gave Brett a blowjob in front of him.”
“Wow,” I said. I had just finished pulling the ropes which was tied to each of her ankles towards her handcuffed wrists and tied the ropes to the chain of the handcuffs. For all intents and purposes, I had hogtied Nicole in the chair.
Now that she was completely immobilized, I reached down and ripped Nicole’s tight fitting shirt open. Underneath her shirt, she wore a lacy, black bra. I noticed the bra could be opened in the front, so instead of ruining the sexy piece of lingerie, I popped the clasp on the bra, and it flew to the side of her large breasts. Nicole’s tits bounced down an inch once they were free of the support of the sexy bra. Nicole’s tits hung beautifully, and were wide and round at the bottom.
I gave Nicole’s exposed tits a look
for the first time. Nicole’s areolas
were medium in size. They weren’t nearly
as massive as Jamie’s huge areolas, but were larger than
I gave both of Nicole’s fat nipples a hard squeeze, which elicited a yelp form Nicole, before I moved down to her skirt. I unbuttoned the buttons on the side of Nicole’s black skirt and laid open the material which covered her groin. Nicole hadn’t worn a pair of panties underneath her skirt, and I got a clear view of a mop of dark red hair above her pussy lips. Nicole had shaved all of the hair down by her pussy lips, but had left a tuft of the thick hair above.
I could see the glistening of moisture on her lips, and the hair closet you pussy. I left Nicole and walked back behind the curtain, and grabbed a vibrating wand.
“What’s that?” Nicole asked. I didn’t reply. I walked up to Nicole and slapped her hard on both of her tits, which caused her to scream out. “When you answer me, or talk to me you will refer to me as Master or Sir. Now tell me you are a slut who would like to serve me and be a slave to me. Then ask me to spank your tits again, and call me sir.”
Nicole dropped her eyes. “I am a slut who would like to serve you, Master in any way, and I want to be your slave. Please Sir; please spank my tits for not referring to you as Master.” I spanked Nicole’s tits open handed, directly onto her sensitive nipples.
Nicole screamed with both slaps to her nipples, and her chest was heaving when I finished with the two blows to her tits. I then took the wand, which had large vibrating ball at the end of it and attached the wand to her upper thigh with two strips of Velcro. Making sure the vibrating ball sat lodged against her clit, I turned the strong vibrating wand on, and Nicole jumped from the movement of the ball on her clit.
“Now, slave would you like to see what you will subjected to when you agree to become my slave?” Nicole sat on the chair squirming against the vibrating wand.
“Yes Master,” Nicole panted.
“Slut you are not to cum unless you ask for permission. Do you understand?”
“Yes Master I will not cum unless given permission.”
I walked over to the sheet and yanked it down to reveal Jamie standing tied to the wall. Nicole stopped squirming in her chair and stared wide eyed at Jamie.
“Master why are Jamie’s boob purple?”
“They are tied at the base, which restricts the flow of blood to her tits. When this happens her tits become very, very sensitive. Watch.” I walked to Jamie, and lightly ran a finger over her breast, and Jamie jumped and screamed into her gag.
I walked behind Jamie and undid her gag and took it out of her mouth. I gave her a couple of moments to mover her jaw and get the joints loosened up. When she was ready, I raised the little microphone to my mouth and spoke.
“Whore, how do your tits feel?”
“Very sore and sensitive,” Jamie replied. Since she couldn’t hear herself, Jamie yelled her response, and I told her to speak in a normal tone.
“Are you wet?”
“Master, I think that should be something you check for yourself,” she replied. I took her up on her offer and shove my fingers deep into her very wet pussy. I pulled my finger out of her pussy, and brought my fingers up to her lips and stuck them in her mouth.
“Slut clean my fingers.” Jamie did as she was told. When she was done, I stuck my fingers back into her pussy, only this time I went to Nicole and told her to clean my fingers. Nicole hesitantly took my fingers into her mouth, but greedily sucked on my fingers.
“Slut, I have a couple of questions I want you to answer for me,” I spoke into the microphone. “What is the greatest gift you can receive?”
“Your cum in my mouth, Master.”
“Have you earned cum in your mouth yet, slut?”
“No Master. Only cum on my face.”
“What is your greatest desire?’
“To have your cock in my pussy, ass or mouth, Sir.”
I was very pleased and told Jamie
so. She had learned a lot from
“What’s going on Sir?” Jamie asked.
“Slave, she is a co-slave with you. And you two are going to become closer than either of you could imagine,” I said with a wicked smile.
To be continued……….