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The door of the flat slammed shut, and Joanna awoke with a start. Amanda was home - thank goodness. But what would she think when she found Joanna like this? Joanna had stolen her friend's most private possessions, stolen her bed, and made a complete fool of herself. She wished for the ground to swallow her up, but the inevitably of her fate was evident in the pounding footsteps in the hallway outside, and the slight creak of the door as it was pushed open.
Amanda was stunned at what she found in her room. Her flatmate, short, blonde, pretty Joanna was naked on Amanda's bed, tied hands and feet to its frame. She wore a blindfold - Amanda's blindfold, a ball-gag was hanging loose around her neck, and by the side of her pussy - her shaven pussy, the harlot Amanda thought to herself - was a vibrator.
"What the hell are you doing?" Amanda asked in utter disbelief.
"I'm so sorry, I've been so stupid, I'm an idiot, I'm terrible," Joanna babbled, unable to see the victim of her trespass. "I found your things, and I wanted to try them, and then I did it all wrong and I trapped myself."
"Shhh," Amanda said soothingly, her anger unexpectedly replaced by concern, as she approached the bed and sat beside Joanna. She gently raised the prone girl's blindfold. Joanna immediately clamped her eyes closed as the light flooded in. Amanda got up and switched off the overhead light. She navigated easily across the dark room and turned on the weak bedside light. She began freeing Joanna's hands as the blonde girl began slowly opening her eyes.
"So what possessed you to tie yourself up when you couldn't get free?" Amanda asked, confused.
"I don't know, I thought - I didn't think," Joanna stopped short of saying that she presumed Amanda had had a way of freeing herself - there was no reason to embarrass her friend by revealing what had transpired a week earlier, not to mention that Joanna had no desire to further indict herself. Her hands freed, Joanna sat up. "It was lucky you were coming home tonight, otherwise this could have become quite dangerous. I could have been trapped." Suddenly the seriousness of it all dawned on Joanna, and she began shaking.
"It's ok now," Amanda said reassuringly to the trembling girl. She instinctively reached out and hugged the smaller girl. Joanna wordlessly accepted the embrace, and returned it with conviction. "Quite bizarre, huh?" Amanda said, trying to break the awkwardness of hugging her naked, still half-bound, flatmate.
"Yeah," Joanna said weakly, and she ripped off the vibrator - that must have run out of batteries at some point during her slumber - and freed her legs. "I'm so sorry Amanda, I should never have snuck into your room, and I should have never have used your bed like this."
"That's ok, no harm's been done. Although, next time I suggest that you leave a hand free!"
"Is that what you do?" Joanna asked, before she realised what she was saying. Amanda half-smiled, presuming Joanna to have made a lucky guess at her use of the toys.
"Yes. I just imagine that I've tied that hand but I leave it free."
"Doesn't that - well - remove part of the fun? Knowing you can get free, I mean."
"Yeah, it does a bit. But then, without a man around to help me out, I don't have much choice."
"Maybe you need a bondage buddy or something," Joanna said, forcing a laugh, trying to lighten the mood, "or like a doubling agreement."
"A doubling agreement?"
"Sorry, that's what me and the girls call it. Basically, if you're out with one other girl, you don't leave with a guy unless she is also ready to leave with a guy. Either you both get lucky, or neither of you do."
"So how does that relate to...?" Amanda's voice trailed off, puzzled.
"You'd tie yourself up with someone else, so that you could only get free if you worked together. Then, you'd agree that you'd only free the other person once they'd come. So you wouldn't control when you get free, as you'd know that the other person wouldn't let you out until the right time."
"And you'd do that with me?" Amanda asked. Joanna paused. She had been so eager to talk to avoid the awkwardness, she had gotten ahead of herself. She had no particular interest in actually doing what she'd just suggested, but there was a hopeful look in Amanda's eye that combined with Joanna's guilt in an irresistible way.
"Yeah, sure," Joanna answered, giving in. "Why not give it a try once?" Amanda beamed - she would finally be truly bound.
"Are you free this evening Joanna?" Amanda asked, trying to be nonchalant.
"Yeah, I'm in this evening. Why's that?"
"I thought maybe, we could try that thing you suggested, a few days ago. Maybe - you don't have to though."
"Erm, yeah, ok, I don't see why not." Joanna was reluctant to follow through on her suggestion, which now seemed rather weird, but Amanda was clearly keen, and Joanna liked to see her with a smile on her face.
"I've got some ideas on how we might do it - if you come to my room I'll show you."
Amanda's first suggestion was for the two of them to be tied in the usual spread-eagle position, side-by-side so that their hands were close enough to free each other. "Why not something more... adventurous?" Joanna suggested, to her own surprise as much as Amanda's. If you're going to try this, Joanna thought to herself, rationalising her outburst, you may as well go all the way. After a few more of Amanda's suggestions for them being closer together - most of which Joanna decided would make her look stupid, dwarfed by her larger companion - Joanna made her own suggestion.
"It looks like one of the hardest things for you is keeping that vibrator in. So why not have me where I can use my leg to hold it in place?"
"Ok, I get what you mean, let's give it a go." The girls stood awkwardly for a moment in the poor light of Amanda's bedside light, and then began to both undress. Amanda felt self-conscious about her own body, and found that she was staring at Joanna's in order to take her mind off it. She did not like the look of the shorter girl's hairless pussy that seemed designed to make her look younger than she was - like a teenage girl. Joanna tried not to stare at Amanda's body, which was much less attractive than she remembered it - perhaps she looked better lying down, or perhaps Joanna's fantasies had enhanced the image in her mind. Amanda put a cuff on her right ankle, and another cuff on her left wrist. Joanna put the other two cuffs on her left ankle and right wrist. Because Amanda only had enough for one person, the girls were having to improvise.
Next came the preparation of the vibrators. Both girls focused intently on sorting themselves out, both secretly fascinated by what the other was doing, but not wanting to risk looking in case their inquisitive gaze was noticed. Once Joanna had taped her vibrator into position, she climbed onto the bed, where Amanda was holding her own vibrator in place with her hand, her left leg bent at the knee while her right leg was flat against the bed and tied to a bar at the bottom of the bed.
Joanna straddled Amanda's left leg and placed her own right leg where it would brace Amanda's vibrator. She reached awkwardly behind her to clip her left leg to the same place as Amanda's right. Amanda deftly fastened Joanna's right wrist-cuff to the ball-gag and then put it on. Joanna reached to turn out the light, and then in the dark put on her blindfold and fumbled with Amanda to join Joanna's left wrist to Amanda's right using some handcuffs. Finally, Amanda slipped on her own blindfold and reached out her left hand to the far corner of the bed where she clipped herself in place.
Their complicated actions left them thus: Amanda was lying on the bed, on her back. Her left wrist was tied to the far left corner of the bed, while her right wrist was by her side, handcuffed to Joanna. Her left leg was tied to the bottom of the bed, but her right was free and bent. Joanna was on top of the larger girl, facing downwards. Her right cuff was strangely bound to the ball-gag in Amanda's mouth, causing her right arm to be stretched far out in front of her. Her left wrist was to her side, handcuffed to Amanda's right. Her crotch was astride Amanda's thigh, at the crux where Amanda's thigh met her body. Joanna's right leg was free, but pushed firmly up against the end of the vibrator that protruded from Amanda's vagina. Finally, Joanna's left leg was bound to Amanda's right, the leg she was straddling.
Amanda lay back, silently thrilled. She was finally tied helpless, nothing left to the imagination. Her left wrist was bound to the bed, her right pinned down by Joanna's wrist. Her favourite vibrator was inside her, just as it was designed, squirming and vibrating. It was an odd feeling to have Joanna perched on top of her leg. Amanda began to imagine that some unseen male tormentor had arranged them like this, forcing them to be bound together while he watched on, masturbating at the sight of Amanda, not Joanna.
Joanna was finding the situation unerotic and strange. Amanda had taken the blindfold, gag and ear-plugs to complete her experience, leaving Joanna only with a spare blindfold. Somehow, the world seemed quieter because she could hear nothing than if she had been unable to hear anything. The vibrations were pleasant enough, in the same way that a massage might be, but it did not feel sexual. The feel of Amanda's slightly clammy leg beneath her body did not help at all, and the feeling of helplessness did not seem to aid Joanna's arousal either.
Amanda began moaning softly beneath her gag, and began slowly writhing around, instinctively moving her legs around as she enjoyed the sensations in her cunt. Joanna heard the moaning, and felt Amanda's leg moving beneath her, pressing the vibrator further against Joanna's crotch. Caught by surprise by the intensifying of the shaking in her crotch, Joanna almost lost her balance and she automatically pushed her free right leg forwards to correct her posture, pushing the rabbit vibrator deeper into Amanda.
Amanda grunted loudly, in surprise and pleasure as the vibrator was driven deep inside her. Believing it to be in return for her own leg movements, Amanda pulled her leg closer to her, trying to return the favour for Joanna, pushing against the vibrator trapped between Joanna's labia. Joanna over-balanced again and this time she fell forwards onto Amanda's cushioned body. Encouraged by the aural feedback from Amanda, Joanna tried to push the vibrator deeper inside the larger girl, trying to make her moan and groan. It worked, and in return Amanda pushed her own thigh into Joanna, the two girls now each using their thighs to try and fuck the other in a feral improvised fashion.
Joanna was jerked forwards again, and she felt something hard brush over her lips. She realised that it was Amanda's nipple, and as a tease she quickly poked at it with her tongue. Amanda moaned, and Joanna did it again, and again. Joanna began sucking and biting on Amanda's teat as the two girls continue to piston their thighs, as if pawing at each other with their legs. Amanda began grunting and groaning, and Joanna began crying out encouragement, unheard by Amanda.
By their sides, where their wrists were joined by handcuffs, Amanda's fingers curled up and between Joanna's. The two girls' hands interlocked just as their bodies were doing as they drove each other to orgasm, both crying out loudly as their climaxes hit almost simultaneously, neither letting up the thrusting motions of their thighs.
When they had caught their breath, the girls fumbled to free each other from the handcuffs and then set about releasing themselves. Neither said anything until they were totally free and Amanda had switched the light on.
"That was fun," Amanda offered.
"Yeah, it was. I guess I'll see you in the morning?"
"Yeah, ok."
With that, Joanna left the room and hurried to her own.
"How would you like to come out with me tonight? Just us two. I figure we should find ourselves some men for a change. Think of it as experiencing my world," Joanna explained. Amanda was not sure that it was something she wanted to experience, but she stopped herself saying no automatically. Do something different for a change, she admonished herself. Take a risk!
"Ok then, let's do it. A doubling agreement night out thing."
"Cool," Joanna said, and smiled.
So it was, later that night, that Amanda and Joanna met up with two men in a nightclub. The slightly more attractive, but over-talkative one, Matt, seemed happy dancing obscenely close to Joanna, while his quiet friend Tom seemed friendly enough, and happy to sit with Amanda on the sidelines. Joanna suggested that they all take a taxi back to the girls' flat and no-one disagreed.
When they arrived at the flat, Joanna quickly disappeared into her bedroom with her newfound prize. Not used to these situations, Amanda walked silently towards her room, with her allotted companion Tom following. Amanda sat on her bed and turned on the bedside light, deciding that the lower light was more romantic. She sat waiting, presuming that Tom would undress her. Instead, he very quickly took off all his own clothes and threw them in a bundle by the floor. Amanda couldn't help but look at his dick, and she suddenly realised quite long it was since she had actually seen a penis.
"So, do you do anal?" Tom asked straightforwardly.
"I beg your pardon?"
"Do you do anal sex?" Tom repeated, as if Amanda had simply failed to hear him.
"It's only our first night," Amanda pointed out, surprised. "Why would you even ask that on the first night?" she continued, in disbelief.
"I figured, you know, a woman like you, that you'd offer something special. So what is it instead - deep-throating maybe?"
"What do you mean, a woman like me?"
"A woman of your size. I mean, if I'd wanted plain sex I would have picked someone else, more attractive, but I thought that you'd probably be up for something a bit dirtier than that. I mean, that's how you get guys, right?"
"I think that you should leave," Amanda said, trembling with anger. "Right now."
"Fine then," Tom said indignantly. He scooped up his clothes and walked out of the door.
In the adjacent room, Matt and Joanna were naked in bed together. She had her hand on his prick, stroking it, while he was enjoying caressing her hairless pubic mound. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Joanna instinctively pulled the quilt over her body, expecting Amanda. Instead, Tom pushed his head around the door.
"No-go with her mate," Tom explained curtly, "I think I'll be off - unless you wanted to double up?"
"I think we could," Matt said, talking to Tom. He turned to Joanna and said: "How about it? You go on your knees, and you can suck Tom off while I fuck you from behind?", as if it was the most natural, easy, solution to the problem.
"What do you think I am, a blow-up doll to be arranged how you like?" Joanna asked incredulously. "Get out, get out of my bed, and get out of my flat!"
"You serious?" Matt asked.
"Yes!" Joanna said, almost shouting.
"Bitch," Matt said as he got up from the bed and picked up his clothes, redressing quickly even as he moved towards the bedroom door. "Pricktease!" he called over his shoulder as he left. Joanna heard the flat door slam shut, and then Amanda appeared in the doorway.
"Oh my - are you ok?" Joanna asked sincerely as she spotted the tears that were rolling down Amanda's cheeks. Amanda came into the room and sat on the bed. Joanna sat up and hugged her, and they sat for a long time, embracing, as Amanda's body heaved with her sobs.
"My world is a bit shit isn't it?" Joanna said when Amanda had calmed slightly.
"I'm afraid so," Amanda admitted, tears still rolling down her cheeks.
"No more of that I think, from now on we should just stick together eh? Just us."
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