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Lara and Karie unbound Lex, allowing her to get up from the table and stretch gratefully, her joints creaking from her long restraint. She simply sat on the edge of the table for a bit, collecting herself, gazing at her discarded clothes and thinking she should probably put them back on.
After a few moments of gathering her energy, she pushed herself off the edge of the table and began mechanically putting her clothes back on.
“I'm hungry. And thirsty,” she commented.
“I can't be bothered to make dinner tonight,” Lara replied. “Karie?”
“Nope. I'll order pizza, though.”
“Sounds good.” Lex slowly climbed the stairs, using the handrail as a support, then made her way into the kitchen where she filled a glass with water and gulped it down. Karie ordered pizza, and the three wandered into different parts of the house to wait and recover. When the pizza came, they ate in silence, each either afraid or unwilling to broach the subject until all were comfortable.
Finally, after Karie and Lara had finished, and after Lex had stared at the half-piece on her plate for almost five minutes, Lex mustered her courage to speak.
“Well, what now?”
Lara's eyes widened in surprise, not quite understanding Lex's questions. “You want more? Tonight?!”
“No! I mean, not necessarily. I mean, it's up to you two. I was just wondering when Karie was going to answer my question.”
Lara's jaw dropped at the knowledge that after all she had endured, Lex was willing to endure more, and perhaps more than willing. Lara doubted that she herself was capable of such.
“I'm afraid I have some paperwork to do,” Karie responded dryly. “You'll have to survive the rest of the night without any more bondage.”
“Tomorrow morning, then?” As hard as she tried to hide her enthusiasm for the idea, it was obvious to the other two.
Karie turned to Lara. “I really don't want to drive all of the way home, and then back here tomorrow. Do you think I could infringe on your hospitality and stay in one of the spare rooms?”
“Of course.”
“Good. I'm off to get started on the work I've been procrastinating. You two have a good night.”
“Good night,” Lex and Lara chorused.
Lara started doing the day's crossword puzzle. Lex propped her head on her hands, and her elbows on the tables, gazing out the French doors over the balcony, watching the sunset. She woke abruptly, a split second before her head hit the table after her elbows slipped off the edge of the table. Lara smirked but didn't say anything, and Lex realized it was probably past time for her to go to bed. She made her way to her bedroom, barely managing to change into her flannel pajamas before collapsing into her bed and falling into a deep sleep.
She awoke to Lara shaking her awake, her room still dark, though the sky through the window had begun to lighten a few shades of blue.
“Come on, Karie is waiting for you in the basement. She wanted to get an early start.”
Lex rubbed her bleary eyes and looked at the clock. She often had gotten up as early as half-past five while she was attending college, and for swim-team practice during high school, but she avoided it as much as possible during her summer vacations. She stumbled after Lara, nearly tripping twice before she stood in the basement looking at a freshly-showered and groomed Karie, her expression bright and cheerful.
“Lara,” Karie said exasperatedly “I didn't mean right this second. Give her time for a shower and a bit of food.”
Lara apologized sheepishly to Lex, who took it in good stride. By the time Lex had showered, braided her hair, gotten dressed, and eaten a bowl of cereal, the sun was peeking over the horizon, and she felt awake and alert. She returned to the basement. Lara and Karie abruptly ended their conversation when she entered.
“Go ahead and strip down to your underwear again, then take a seat,” Karie instructed, pointing to the high-backed kitchen chair placed between the two poles. Lex complied, feeling no more comfortable so exposed in front of the two of them than she had the day prior. Karie handed Lex an object made of glass with two wires, red and black, dangling from the end of it. Lex handled it gingerly, afraid she knew where it was intended to go. “Put that inside your vagina, please. I've already lubricated it.”
Lex blushed as she stuck her hand down her panties and pushed the well-greased shaft into her vagina until she felt the base come in contact with her labia. Already she felt her arousal growing at the feeling of the hard intruder, her exposure, and the uncertainty of their intentions for her.
Karie and Lara selected some lengths of rope from beside the chair and began to bind Lex to the chair. Her arms they bound to the respective sides of the back of the chair, multiple coils around her wrists and upper arms also serving to hold her torso against the back of the chair. They finished by binding her ankles to the front legs of the chair, forcing her knees apart slightly to accommodate the shift in position.
Lex watched as Lara and Karie dragged two chairs into place facing her five feet or so away, a small card table set between them. Karie set a box on the card table, one Lex noticed had several small dials and a switch or two, and was plugged into a wall socket. Lex felt her pulse quicken as the wires trailing from the glass intruder buried in her sex were plugged into the box on the table.
“What...” she began to ask, before Karie motioned for her silence.
“First- you may only speak to answer a question, and only to answer that question. If we ask a yes or no question, answer yes or no. Do not explain unless we request it. Second- answer truthfully, as soon as we ask. Do you understand?”
Lex was confused. This was not at all what she had expected. “I uh...what are you do-owe! Owwwe, that hurts! Stop, please! I understand! Yes! Yes!” Lex was amazed at how quickly the needle-like pains across her sex stopped once she had given her answer to their question, and grateful as well. The sensation was not a pleasant one, by any account. Lex nearly opened her mouth to ask what they wanted, but Lara shot her a look and she thought better of it, instead trying to wriggle into a slightly more comfortable position.
Karie fiddled with the dials on the box for a few moments, causing Lex to tense up at the notion that the pain might return. Finally, she set it on her lap, then simply gazed at Lex in silence. Lex fidgeted and looked down, not at all comfortable with the gazes directed at her. When Karie finally spoke, Lex exhaled with relief.
“Are you a virgin?”
“I uh...owe! I don't know what you mean by virgin!” Lex was grateful that there was only the single quick stab of pain.
“Have you ever had sex?”
“No.”
“Have you ever masturbated?”
“I...please, don't make me answer that? Owe owe owe....please...” Lex's voice trailed off into a whimper as the pain escalated, the sharper needles dulling and accompanied now by a deeper throbbing pain. Finally, she capitulated. “Yes!” She was crimson, looking down at the floor and afraid to meet their gaze in embarrassment.
“How many times, or how often?”
“Once!”
“Once? You have only masturbated once in your life?”
“Yes!”
“When?”
“I..uh...owe! Alright, I'll answer! Owe! I was eighteen! It was a few months before I graduated!”
“Elaborate.”
“I was surfing the net, and ran into a site with pictures of tied-up women. One of them reminded me a little of Lara. I didn't think about what I was doing. I just stuck my hands down my pants and started massaging myself.”
“Did you orgasm?”
“No. My..ahh! Ouch! I'm sorry!” Lex gasped, tears starting at the corners of her eyes. The shocks were definitely getting worse, whether because of Karie or because Lex was getting more sensitive, she didn't know.
“Explain.”
“My friend walked in on me. I tried to pretend like nothing had been happening.”
“Did you ever think about it after that?”
“Yes.”
“How often?”
“Sometimes several times a day, sometimes not for several weeks.”
“Did it always arouse you to think about it?”
“Yes.”
“And you never masturbated? Why not?”
“I never had time.”
“Explain.”
“I was busy from 5:30 in the morning when I woke up till 10:00 at night almost every day with school and studying and sports and dance.”
“What about the summer between your senior year of high school and your freshman year of college?”
“I...uh...” Lex averted her gaze again.
“You never masturbated again?”
“I...uh...no.” Lex was not nearly so certain this time as she had been before.
“You're lying to me, aren't you?”
“Please, I didn't mean to...ahhh! Owe! Owe owe owwwe! Please, I'm sorry, no more! Stop it, please! I won't lie to you again! I masturbated at least twice a week, sometimes even more than once a day! Please, no more! I can't take it!” Lex's pleading grew into gibberish, her limbs jerking against the rope, the entire chair actually hopping a little bit with her struggles, pain spasming through her most sensitive parts, pain unlike anything she had ever felt.
When it finally stopped, she sobbed with relief.
“Thank you, Karie.”
Karie ignored her thanks, instead asking her next question.
“Did you always masturbate manually, or did you ever use anything?”
“I don't understand.”
“Did you always use your hands,” Lara supplied.
“Yes, except once when I was climbing a tree.”
“Explain.”
“I...was sitting astride a branch, and I discovered that if I shifted my weight slightly, it rubbed my...clitoris...in a pleasurable way.”
“You came?”
“Yes.”
“Did you ever fantasize about tying anyone up, or being tied up?”
“No, and yes.” Lex had decided to be very careful, and follow Karie's earlier instructions exactly.
“Who did you fantasize about tying you up?”
“Miss...Lara. Miss Stevens. She...” Lex cut herself off, fearing she might say too much.
“Yes?”
“She was my English teacher.”
“And you fantasized about her tying you up?”
“Yes.”
“Anyone else?”
“No.”
“Did you ever attempt to tie yourself up?”
“Once.”
“Describe.”
“I was out camping with my family. They all went for a hike together. I used some rope to tie my ankles together while I masturbated.”
“Are you a lesbian?”
“I don't know.”
“Explain.”
“I...I never fantasized about Lara doing anything sexual to me when I was tied up. It was just the experience that was sexual for me.”
“She never stripped you naked?”
“Almost always, but...yes.”
“But what?”
“But that was just to facilitate my helplessness.”
“Was that all she did? Tie you up?”
“No.” Lex was crimson, afraid she knew what was coming.
“What else did she do?”
“She...tortured me.”
“How?”
“Tickling, spanking, stretching on the rack, needles, pinchers.”
“Why did she do it?”
“She liked to make me squirm and hear me beg.”
“Was that all she did?”
“No,” Lex said fearfully.
“Explain. Completely.”
“She...gave me enemas and forced me to hold them. She kept me prisoner for long periods of time, and made me wear...diapers. She put catheters in me.”
“Why?”
“She liked humiliating me and making me squirm.” Lex peeked up to see Lara's reaction, afraid that she would see revulsion. She was amazed, and afraid, when she saw Lara's raised eyebrows and intrigued expression.
“I see. Lara, did you have any questions for her?”
“Did you ever fantasize about boys?”
“No. I...owe!” Lex jerked in surprise and pain, but quickly recovered herself.
“Does the thought of sex with a boy turn you on, or inspire only revulsion?”
“I...don't know. I've never thought of it.”
“Guess.”
Lex tried to imagine, but failed. “I suppose it could be nice.”
“Sex with a woman? Does it turn you on?”
Lex felt her blush turning even deeper. “Maybe.”
“Explain.”
Lex hesitated, and this hesitation was her undoing. Sudden pain, worse than anything yet shot through her sex. It was only a moment before the pain stopped, but already Lex was whimpering.
“Some women. One woman. No, two.”
Lara and Karie looked at each other, their eyebrows raised.
“Who?” they asked in unison.
“You,” Lex sobbed.
The two looked at her, nearly identical thoughtful frowns on their faces. Finally, Lara turned to Karie. “I'm done asking questions.”
“Lex.”
“Yes?”
“Were your fantasies limited to those...games...with Lara because anything else horrified you, or because you couldn't think of anything else?”
“Both, a little. Mostly the latter.”
“What horrified you.”
“Bestiality.”
“That's all?”
“That's all I could think of that horrified me. Oh, and anything with actual blood.”
“Thank you, Lex. Lara?”
“Yes?”
“Stand with your back against that pole and handcuff your wrists behind your back.” As she said this, Karie produced a pair of shiny handcuffs and tossed them at Lara.
“You can't torture me like you did Lex, you know. That would be breaking your promises.”
“Of course,” Karie responded. “I am fully aware of that, and have no intention of breaking them. Now do as I asked.”
Lara complied, albeit hesitantly. It was clear to Lex that Lara had not been appraised about this turn of events. Once Lara had complied, Karie stood and made her way in Lex's direction. Lex breathed a sigh of relief that she was getting freed, but closed her eyes in dismay when Karie picked up another longer length of rope, doubled it up, and looped it around Lex's waist so that the byte rested in the small of Lex's back. It was a bit clumsy for her, but Karie soon succeeded in pulling the long tails forward between Lex's legs, then upward and under the loop around Lex's waist, forming a crotch rope much like the night before last.
Karie positioned the rope carefully before pulling it, till it rested firmly but not painfully between the mounds of Lex's sex on either side of the glass intruder, whereupon Karie tossed it over the I-beam above Lex's head. Karie turned Lex's chair sideways to face the pole Lara was bound to, then began pulling the crotch rope tighter and tighter over the I-beam. To prevent it from becoming painful, Lex was forced to lift her hips up off of the chair, a position which she found almost immediately difficult to maintain. She bit down on her lower lip as Karie continued pulling the rope tighter, till it was painful even when Lex was arching her hips off of the chair as far as she possibly could. She gasped for breath with the effort, her muscles softly delineated in the now-morning sun coming in through the few windows of the basement and the soft light of the light bulbs.
It was evident from the expression of consignment on Lara's face that she understood exactly what Karie was doing, but she did not protest as Karie continued, gagging Lex with the same red ball gag and ensuring that it was held quite securely in her mouth by the straps.
Lex whimpered, her eyes pleading with Karie, but Karie didn't even look at her, instead returning to her seat. Lex could feel herself beginning to perspire, and she knew that if she relaxed her muscles even slightly, it would mean a dramatic increase in the pain her womanhood was experiencing.
“Lara. Answer honestly, and immediately. Answer only the questions I ask. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” Lara said, resignation apparent in her voice as she looked at Lex sympathetically, then made a silent apology with her lips.
“Have you ever had sex?”
“Yes.”
“With who?”
“A...man I met at a club once.”
“You told me about him. You only had sex once with him?”
“Yes.”
“Have you ever had sex with anyone else?”
Lara closed her eyes, hesitating. Lex's eyes widened and she shrieked as a painful bolt of electricity shot through her vagina, causing the muscles of her vagina to involuntarily contract forcefully around the invader. Lara's eyes flew open in alarm as she realized what hat happened.
“Yes.”
“Who?”
“Another...faculty member at the college.”
“Did you form a relationship with him?”
“No. I formed a relationship with her.”
“Explain.”
“We became friends, and spent some time together. We used to make dinner for each other. One night we were watching a movie together on her couch, and I...lay my head in her lap. She bent down and kissed me on the forehead. Things went from there. We probably slept together fifteen or twenty times.”
“Are you a lesbian?”
“I'm...yes.”
Lex was in shock, though she was far to busy straining to keep her hips elevated and the pressure off of her sex to possibly do anything about it, or even really think about it.
“Men do not interest you?” A queer tone began to enter Karie's voice. Lara heard it, from her expression, but did not understand it.
“Not sexually, no.”
“I see. Tell me about your feelings about bondage.”
“I love it, and often fantasize about it, both being restrained and restraining.”
“With who?”
“The faculty member at college. Fantasized dominants or submissives.”
“Never me?” Karie's tone was almost accusing.
Lara was afraid she understood, now.
“Never!”
“Why?!”
“Because you're like...my sister! You're my half-sister!”
Karie's face filled with astonishment, and she began laughing, deep laughs that made her chest shake. Lex, afraid they had forgotten about her plight whimpered into the gag, but Karie only waved dismissively at her, and Lara only looked sympathetically at her for a moment before returning her gaze to Karie.
“You...thought...we were half-sisters?”
“You're the right age, considering when my father was in Africa, and you have his green eyes! And that explains why he paid for you to come to America and live with us when you turned four and your mother died! My father was never a generous man!”
Karie continued laughing, tears starting to roll down her cheeks.
“Your father did not get my mother pregnant. He never even knew her. My father abandoned her when I was still an infant. Your father thought of me as his child when he met me at my aunt's house, but no more than that!”
“Ah..I'm...sorry.”
“Does that change anything?”
“I think...probably...it will. I'm still too stunned.”
Karie shook her head, her laughter dying down to a chuckle as she untied Lex's crotch rope, to Lex's immense relief. Lara was silent, looking down at her feet, her arms still handcuffed behind her back to the pole as Karie went about untying Lex's restraints. Finally, when Lex was able to stand shakily, turning her back on the others and withdrawing the glass shaft from her vagina, Karie broke the silence.
“Lara?”
“Yes?”
“That was why you imposed those limits?”
“Yes.”
“If it was not for that, would those limits have been there?”
“No.”
“Ah. Lex, she's all yours today. Have fun with her. Torture her, pleasure her, punish her for the pain she made you endure, whatever. Be safe, of course. And if you can't come up with anything else to do to her, you could always let her return the favor. At any rate, I need to go to work to finish of this paperwork for the merger. I'm not sure when I'll be back down this way. I've got some thinking to do.”
Lara and Lex were left gazing at each other.
“Is that alright with you?” Lex was almost a little worried at how the more mature woman felt, and wasn't sure how she herself felt about playing the dominant role with this woman, who had always before been her teacher.
“Of course,” Lara responded, a slight smile on her face.
“Alright. I want you to strip down to your underwear and lay on your back on the table,” Lex said as she unlocked the handcuffs securing Lara to the pole.
Lara unashamedly stripped off her jeans and tee-shirt, revealing the lacy blue fabric of her thong and bra beneath. She stretched, causing Lex to marvel anew at how sexy she was. She climbed on the dark wood of the table, lying on her back, her arms at her side as she waited for Lex.
Lex picked up one of the ropes that had been used on her, coiling it around Lara's left wrist, then tying it securely before pulling it toward the head of the table, to the left, where she tied it tightly to the leg. Lex repeated this process with Lara's right arm, then her legs, tying each to their respective table legs. When Lex had restrained all for limbs, she made her way around the table again, tightening them all until the ropes were stretching Lara into a tight spread-eagle. Lara flexed and twisted her wrists experimentally, her muscles flexing softly, but she realized she was quite secure.
Lex looked at Lara lying there, frowning slightly as she tried to figure out what to do next. Finally, she rushed upstairs, returning shortly with a long strip of black fabric, which she wrapped around Lara's head twice, finally tying the two ends over the bridge of Lara's nose, a method she had discovered to prevent the blindfold from riding up or down in her own few attempts at restraining herself.
“Open your mouth,” Lex ordered. Lara complied, her breathing visibly quickening, and Lex inserted the ball gag, still wet with her saliva, into Lara's mouth. She fumbled with the straps as she tried to figure them all out, but eventually she was satisfied the gag would say in place. She stepped back, examining her work.
Blindfolded, gagged, undressed, and restrained as she was, Lara was almost unrecognizable physically as the demure and practical Miss Stevens. Somehow, despite Lex's friendship with the older woman, remnants of the sense of the teacher-student relationship remained. Lex found these remnants actually served to heighten her sense of eroticism. She was forced to herself that she was definitely aroused by the sight of Lara's bound and restrained form, a thought that was both exciting and scary at the same time. She had always been disgusted by the 'butch' stereotype, and as a result, had never even contemplated the possibility that she could be sexually attracted to another woman. This began to change things for her.
With Lara safely out of the way for the time, and with Karie out of the house, Lex dashed upstairs to Lara's room. Ever since she had seen Lara bound in her underwear that first time, Lex had hungered to try on some of Lara's underwear. It was so much more...sexy...than her plain white underpants and bras, and just the thought of possessing such clothing turned Lex on. The thought of wearing Miss Steven's underwear turned her on even more. She had fantasized about it for several days, but this was the first chance she had to actually do anything about it.
She opened the top drawer of Miss Steven's dresser, her eyes almost immediately widening at the wide variety of content found within. She quickly selected some items almost completely at random, stripping as quickly as she could. She slowly pulled the black satin bikini up her legs, marveling at the feel of the silky-smooth cloth on the sensitive skin of the insides of her thighs. When it was all the way on, she reflected that it felt a little small, but she loved the way the cool cloth gently pressured her private parts. Her heart pounded harder and her arousal grew as she picked up the matching bra and put that on, her now-stiff nipples just barely noticeable as little nubs through the shiny black of the bikini bra.
Lex closed her eyes and began massaging her breasts softly, loving the feel of the restraining cloth. She opened her eyes and examined her body in the full-length mirror on the door to Lara's bathroom, almost drooling at the sight. For the first time in her life, she felt sexy as she looked at herself. Lex returned to Lara's dresser drawer and began browsing through it more carefully, examining different items. She nearly yelped in surprise as she pulled a pair of lacy panties aside and found a bit of cold, shiny steel chain beneath. She pulled the chain out, trying to decipher what the two pincher-like things on the ends of the short chain were for. Peering back inside the drawer, and searching even more carefully, she discovered other items that would have been taboo to even think about as little as two weeks ago. Vibrators she recognized, three of them with slightly different designs. One rubber thing obviously designed to be inserted into the body, though it tapered just before the base in a manner unlike the other insertables she saw and had heard about.
She turned on of them on, a pink semi-translucent rubber one with various knobs and studs on it, gripping her hand around it and trying to imagine it pulsing inside of her vagina. She lowered it between her legs, running it over the black satin of the bikini, gasping in delight as it came in contact with her erect clitoris. She held it there for a few moments, then abruptly jerked the obstructing cloth downward and pressed the tip of the vibrator up to her vagina, slowly inserting it into her well-lubricated vagina, till the base was only just visible. She shuddered softly, a soft moan of pleasure escaping her lips. She sat on the edge of Lara's queen-sized bed, reaching down and massaging her clitoris with her fingertips as she gently pressed the base of the vibrator repeatedly with her other hand. It was not long before she came, the panting of her sexual climax hoarse and a little ragged. She turned of the vibrator and fell back on the bed to catch her breath, luxuriating in the post-climactic glow. Though the orgasm had been nowhere near as explosive as the two she had enjoyed at the hands of Lara and Karie, it was nonetheless far, far better than any time she had masturbated before.
When she had gathered herself, she decided to try to figure out what the pincher things and the insertables were all about, so she made her way to her computer, turned it on, and waited for it to load an internet browser. Figuring that pretty much anything could be found on the internet, she started by searching just for 'kinky toys.' Her eyes widened at the volume of sites listed. She selected the first one, some store specializing in bondage equipment, and began browsing. Her eyes got wider and wider as she continued looking at the various categories. She had also thought she was strange and very abnormal for her fantasies, but she began to wonder now if that was indeed the case.
It did not take her long to discover that the items on the end of the chains were nipple clamps of the Japanese clover variety, which according to the description, tightened when they were pulled. She bared one of her breasts, massaging her nipple for long enough for it to again stiffen, then she opened the jaws of the clamp and positioned it over her nipple. She bit her lip in anxiety, then let it begin closing upon her nipple. It quickly became uncomfortable, then painful, but she forced herself to release it completely, letting the weight of the clamp fall.
She yelped in surprise and pain, her fingers scrabbling for the clamp and removing it from her sensitive nipple as soon as possible. She looked at the things with newfound respect and caution. She continued browsing, discovering that not only did Lara possess dildos and vibrators, but that the strangely-shaped black rubber insertable was a butt plug, designed such that once inserted, the 'victim' would be unable to push it out without a pair of hands to assist.
Lex pondered for a bit on her finds, then started to grin evilly as she decided to use them on Lara. She returned to Lara's bedroom and searched for lubricant. Finally she found some petroleum jelly in Lara's bathroom which was about half-full. She grabbed it, and the butt-plug and clover nipple-clamps, then made her way back to the basement.
Somehow, Lara had managed almost to free one wrist, having managed to loosen the knots a bit, and was in the process of pulling her wrist free. Lex's heart pounded, not wanting to be discovered wearing Lara's lingerie, with a butt-plug and nipple clamps in her hands. Lex quickly retied the knots securing Lara's wrists, checking three times to make sure they weren't going to listen, her efforts accompanied by grunts of frustration on the part of Lara.
Lex breathed a sigh of relief when Lara was again helpless, then stood back and contemplated how exactly she was going to accomplish her purposes. She untied one of Lara's ankles, pulling Lara's legs closed then kneeling astride Lara's legs to prevent her from opening them as she grasped Lara's panties and pulled them downward.
Lara began fighting, flexing her thighs in an attempt to part them, her hips twisting and bucking uselessly. When Lex had pulled Lara's panties down far enough that they hung around one of Lara's ankles, Lex picked up the butt-plug and the lubricant and began smearing the jelly on the black rubber of the plug. When she was satisfied, she grabbed Lara's unbound leg and lifted it, then pressed it down till Lara's thigh was flat against her torso. Lex placed a knee on Lara's thigh to keep it securely up, then pressed the butt-plug up to Lara's anus.
Lex began pushing the plug inward, rotating it every so often when she met some resistance, pushing harder as Lara fought. Lara protested through her gag, but Lex simply ignored her, continuing to force the plug slowly inward, till finally it slid the last two inches or so of its own accord, accompanied by a whine of dismay on the part of Lara. Lex pulled Lara's leg back down, then pulled Lara's lacy blue panties back upward until they were again in place, then retied Lara's ankle tightly, leaving her again in a tight spread-eagle.
“Hmmph! Mmm mphmm,” Lara complained.
Lex simply smirked, undoing the clasp at the front of Lara's bra and pulling the lacy fabric aside to reveal Lara's breasts. Lex's eyes drank in the sight of Lara's breasts and erect nipples, and her hand reached forward of its own accord, nearly cupping Lara's breast before Lex caught herself and instead picked up the nipple clamps. Ignoring Lara's repeated questioning and protesting grunts and whines, Lex opened the first clamp, then allowed it to close on Lara's right nipple.
Lara jerked, her protests rising nearly an octave and several decibels. She tried to shake the clamp off, but when she realized that all she was accomplishing was increasing the pain by making the clamp flop around, she stopped fighting and attempted to lie as still as possible, though she still whined a little into the gag. Lex clamped Lara's other nipple, then climbed off the table and simply gazed at Lara's immobile form. Lara's jaws were clenched on the ball of the gag in response to the pain, and her arm and stomach muscles were tensed, but aside from that and the slow rise and fall of her breasts, she hardly moved, her soft whimpers eventually dying out.
As Lex examined Lara's bound form, her eyes slowly moving up and down her nearly-nude body, Lex noted that Lara's panties were dark with dampness. Thinking it was perhaps urine, Lex lowered her head toward Lara's hips and inhaled deeply through her nose, discovering that the rich and earthy scent was not at all like that of urine. Lex didn't particularly like the scent, but she had a pretty good idea of what it was, and she like the thought that Lara was so aroused that her panties showed it.
Lex hardly realized what she was doing as she lowered her hand and began massaging her sex again, simply enjoying the sight of Lara's soft breasts rising and falling with each breath. Eventually, Lex got another idea, and she reached forward and began running the tips of her fingers across Lara's bare soles. Lara began jerking slightly, twisting her feet and ankles in an attempt to escape Lex's fingers, but now that Lex had again discovered the joys of making Lara squirm, she began tickling her in earnest.
Lara began mmphing madly into her gag, her entire body twisting and flexing and jerking as Lex began tickling her knees, then her thighs, then her armpits and stomach. Lex continued, discovering that the undersides of Lara's breasts were more ticklish then anywhere else on her body and began devoting great attention to them. Lara began sobbing in helplessness, her entire torso convulsing, causing her breasts to shake and the nipple clamps joined by the chain to fly seemingly randomly around. On an impulse, Lex grasped the middle of the chain with one hand and pulled it upward, forcing Lara to arch her back in an attempt to raise her shoulders and breasts further off of the table. Lex held the chain up as she began tickling Lara again with her other hand, watching as Lara squirmed uncontrollably, causing her nipples to be pulled and jerked even more painfully.
Finally Lex released the clamps, allowing Lara to lower her chest with a groan of relief, though Lex did not stop tickling her, instead reaching down with her other hand and turning the vibrator buried inside her vagina on low, then massaging her clitoris as she continued tormenting Lara. She came not long after, fighting to not make any noise lest Lara have some idea of what she was doing, biting down on her lip and straining not to shake. The orgasm was a long one for her, taking many long moments for the last embers of it to die out, and it was another few moments before Lex shakily turned of the muted vibrator and sat down on the floor at the edge of the table.
She relaxed there with her eyes closed for a minute or two, till Lara began mmphing wildly into the gag. Afraid something was desperately wrong, Lex quickly stood up and unbuckled the gag, lifting the dripping ball out of Lara's mouth.
“Thank you, Lex. Can you please let me go now? My nipples really hurt, and I need to use the bathroom!”
Lex had already begun to free Lara, but when she realized it wasn't really an emergency, she stepped back. “I don't know. I kind-of like you like this. Besides, I seem to remember being in a very similar situation, and having to wet my pants because someone wouldn't let me use the bathroom.”
“What do you want? I'll let you tie me up later if you really want! I'll buy you dinner!”
“Hmm. No, there's no real benefit in the first since I can just keep you tied up, and I'm not that interested in dinner yet. Plenty of time before I'm ready for that. In fact, I still need to eat lunch.”
“Please! Anything! What do you want?”
Lex almost stuck the ball gag back in Lara's mouth, until she had an idea.
“You could...ummm....”
“What?”
“I'm a little curious as to what that butt-plug and the clamps are like. If I let you go, will you try them on me?”
Lara's expression turned a little dour. “Yes, but I'm warning you...if you let me tie you up, I'm going to torture you till you are so tired you can hardly breath because you went digging around in my stuff without asking, and then I'm still not going to let you go. Actually, I might never let you go again. Maybe I'll just make you my pet or slave.”
Lex hesitated at the warning tone in Lara's voice, but eventually agreed. “Alright,” she said warily as she began untying Lara. When Lara was freed, she sat and stretched, her joins popping. She turned and looked at Lex, a feral gleam in her eyes that unsettled Lex. Lara abruptly climbed off the table and grabbed Lex's wrist, pulling her toward one of the support poles, then forcefully pulling Lex against it and handcuffing her wrists behind her back around the pole, as she had been only an hour or two before. Lara stood in front of Lex, the dangerous gleam still in her eyes and simply looked at Lex, a slight smile on her lips until Lex started blushing and looked away, whereupon Lara left the basement, shutting the door at the top of the stairs, leaving Lex alone.
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