THE ADVENTURES OF TERRI AND JENNIFER
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
I arrived at Jennifer's ranch a few hours before we had to depart for the
airport. The extra time allowed us a chance to chat while she finished packing
and hopefully finish this one last bondage game Jennifer elected to play. I let
her pick the game since I loved surprises and it was her last for a few months
or so I thought. With what was planned so far, I could hardly wait for the next
step.
Her ranch was on 25 acres of wooded land that she used to keep and train her
horses. Jennifer was very much into the equestrienne scene and she looked
stunning in her tight ridding breeches and tall black ridding boots. She was
picture of sheer female domination especially when she held her short black
ridding crop in her gloved fingers. Her ranch is secluded from most of the
access roads and thus it made for the perfect location for many of our outdoor
bondage scenes, which we played often. I have been bound and gagged swinging
nude from the rafters in her barn to tied to a tree out by the lake. Once while
we were both out riding, we decided to play a quick game of captured
equestrienne. Jennifer and I flipped a coin and I lost. She told me to take off
my blouse and bra and go topless. I quickly obeyed. Jennifer was still dressed
in her tight grey ridding breeches, boots, white blouse and her short black
gloves. I was still left in breeches, boots and gloves. She tied my wrists
behind me with a long piece of leather cord she had brought with her (imagine
that huh?), then gagged me with her red bandanna. Jennifer then helped me back
on to my horse and then led her horse and me throughout the grounds. Several
times during the ride, she would approach the outer limits of her land and we
would see cars driving by close enough that if they looked hard, they would have
seen a topless young woman mounted a top a horse, gagged with a red cloth.
Needless to say, those were some great days.
Oh yes, Jennifer did get her chance in the ropes while outdoors many times. I
especially enjoyed the time when I had tied her nude, except for her boots, to a
large tree located on the back of her land. I blindfolded her and put her
panties in her mouth as a gag that was kept in place with a black leather strap.
I even added a tight crotch rope that I tied to the tree such that any movement
would be felt on her naked pussy. I slowly walked the horses away from the spot
leaving her to stew by herself. I then quietly crept back to watch her struggle.
It was a beautiful sight of sheer helplessness and distress. I quietly slipped
up in front of her and quickly grabbed both of her nipples and held them in my
gloved fingers. She was taken by surprise but stopped struggling instantly.
Again, it was a nice day for both of us. Anyway back to this story.
Jennifer had quite a spread here and she did have a few hired hands to take care
of the place for her when she was not around. Today they were off. Jennifer was
always thinking ahead.
I parked my black BMW next to the house, left the keys in the ignition, and
picked up the small bag of restraints. I pulled out the handcuffs, keys, red
ball gag and the nipple clips. I walked up to the porch and placed the keys in
an envelope that I had written on the outside "PLEASE. "I then took the red ball
gag and inserted it into my mouth and tightly buckled the black straps behind my
head under my hair. The ball fit perfectly and was lodged nicely behind my
teeth. My anticipation was growing. I always enjoyed the gag, especially the
ball gag. I enjoyed that feeling of fullness and especially anytime I did it to
myself at the request of another. With the black straps tightly buckled, the
ball was not coming out.
As I approached the front door, there was a note attached with a clothespin. The
clothespin was also holding up a red bandanna. The note was in Jennifer's
handwriting and it only said "USE THIS ALSO. "I knew what it was for and with
what was already planned, the hour or two we had together was already starting
off with a bang.
I looked around to ensure my privacy and then unbutton my blouse and pulled it
off my shoulders uncovering my bare breasts. My nipples were rock hard. Of
course, I took the time to tweak them again with my gloved fingers. I quickly
attached the set of nipple clamps to each nipple rolling my eyes as the clamps
took hold. I then walked over to the front door and pushed the envelope with the
keys to the cuffs through the mail slot and listened as it hit the floor. Next
to the front door, about chest high was a metal snap hook that Jennifer had
screwed in the frame earlier this morning in preparation for my arrival.
I quickly blindfolded myself with the bandanna and then hooked the small chain
attached to the nipple clamps to the snap hook. I was now bound to the house by
my nipples. I quickly rang the doorbell, then proceeded to lock my gloved hands
behind be with the handcuffs. A shiver went up and down my spine. I always loved
this part when it comes to the self-bondage. Besides the self-gagging, feeling
the cuffs close on my wrists, knowing that with each click, my freedom was being
denied, was very exciting. In this case unlike my other self-bondage adventures,
I didn't have a safety key. It was now on the floor of Jennifer's living room
behind a locked door. I was now at the mercy of who ever came along. Ah, what a
thought.
No telling how long Jennifer would take to come to the door. Knowing her, she
was probably watching me from her front bay window that extended on to the
porch, smoking silently, laughing behind a sensual cloud of smoke, at my now
helpless and vulnerable position.
After a few minuets, I was beginning to wonder if Jennifer was home at all. I
hadn't call before I left my house but I did tell her when I would be at the
ranch. Thinking back now, I didn't see her car in the driveway when I pulled up.
My mind started to race. Bondage does that to you now and then. I couldn't back
out of the bondage now and I couldn't reach around to remove the nipple clamps.
The length of the chain was short enough to prevent me from moving or bending
much at all. As I stood there and thought about it, my only options were to try
to pull the clamps off, or wait and hope Jennifer or someone else would come by.
I pulled back slightly. The clamps held, they weren't coming off. I would have
to wait. I tried yelling into the ball gag but only garbled words came out
causing me to drool down on to my chest. There was also no way I could remove
the blindfold. At that moment, an alarm went off on the porch. It was Jennifer's
security alarm. Somehow it had been activated.
