THE ADVENTURES OF TERRI AND JENNIFER
CHAPTER EIGHTY-THREE
With my crotch now tied with silk, she took several more scarves and bound my
knees together, above and below, and my upper thighs, each carefully knotted and
cinched. Jennifer took her time and I savored the touch of both her hands and
the silken material. To add to my scarf bondage, she even wound a thin scarf
tightly between my fingers joining them together. To add to my already helpless
situation, she then encased my bound hands in a set of scarves thus preventing
me from using my fingers at all. When she was finished, they were now encased in
a silk bondage mitten. More scarves were added, connecting my wrists to my bound
ankles, effectively hog-tying me in a vertical position. A scarf was even tied
joining my big toes together. Again more caressing of my nipples that were now
more sensitive due to the tight breast bondage. I shivered in pleasure.
Jennifer stood back to admire her submissively, silk encased bound friend. "You
are having way to much fun my pet" ... Jennifer laughed. She disappeared from
sight only to return in a few minutes holding a set of wooden clothespins. I
closed my eyes. She knelt down in front me, her naked breasts even with mine.
She took her time and slowly played with my nipples. She even leaned forward and
took the left one between her lips and lightly sucked on it. The right one
followed, not to be neglected. She was driving me crazy with passion. She
lightly brushed my nipples with hers, teasing them to their fullest. She
reached up and once again covered my ball gagged lips with her gloved hands as
she continued to play with my nipples.... the touch of her fingers and the
additional hand gagging was pushing quickly towards an orgasm.... Jennifer
quickly snapped me back to reality by placing a clothespin on each nipple, not
the skin behind them, but right on the nipple itself. She didn’t want me to be
denied any stimulation from her work. The bite was sharp but welcome and I
quickly caught my breath. The bite of the clothespin lessoned over a few minutes
to just a nice erotic dull ache! The slight erotic bite of the clothespins took
my mind of the building orgasm.... I was once again denied my sexual release...
With the clothespins in place, Jennifer continued to play with the clamped
nipples by softly turning and pulling on the clothespins, all the while
continuing to tug on the silk crotchscarf. I was sure that my panties were
soaked and I was also sure that that was a main reason for Jennifer’s continued
playing. Finally she was done playing and lightly kissed the top of my bound
breasts. I wasn’t done yet, I need sexual relief but that wasn’t to be just yet.
Jennifer stood, removed her gloves and picked up yet another scarf and folded it
into a small pad. She placed this pad over my eyes and held in place with yet
another silken restraint. My sense of sight was now removed. It only enhanced my
other senses.
I could hear Jennifer standing next to me breathing hard. She was removing her
boots and the sound of her zipper being undone was unmistakable. A wrestling of
sheer silk on flesh was heard next, her panties being removed perhaps?
I was rewarded by the aroma of her sex, mainly her soiled panties that she was
now holding over my nose. I drank the aroma in deeply. My own pussy quivered,
remembering that my own panties were buried deep in my own sex, absorbing my
juices that were now flowing freely. Her panties were then removed from my face
and I could hear Jennifer obtaining the key to the padlock on the ball gag. She
unlocked the lock that was holding my head up, then unlocked and removed the
ball gag. It came out with a "pop", and very wet. I had been drooling out of the
corner of my mouth. The gag was replaced by a warm, wet, probing tongue. That
was also quickly removed and Jennifer’s wet panties were slowly inserted into my
waiting mouth. When all the soiled material was in place, I could feel a thin
cleave gag of silk being tied over the panties to hold them in place. The gag
was knotted tightly behind my head, the material pulling the corner of lips
tight. But my gagging was not complete yet. Jennifer was a gagging expert and
she knew that I had an oral fixation and loved the way she gagged a girl.
Another pad of silk was placed between my lips over the cleave gag and it was
held in place with another long wide scarf, kind of the "Brian Sands" gag in
silk. Speech was but all impossible and the taste of Jennifer’s sex was keeping
me occupied not to mention the pinching of my nipples by the clothespins.
My scarf bondage was all complete except for the head scarf that Jennifer added
for good measure. This prevent the gags and blindfolds from slipping. It also
served to force my mouth closed tighter on the wet panties, a nice thought huh?
Jennifer slowly let me down off my knees and onto my side. The clothespins on my
nipples prevented me from rolling on to my stomach for now. Still I was bound
very securely in silk, hogtied, and at the mercy of a now nude mistress!
Jennifer let me lie there in my bondage. I heard her move to her leather chair,
light a cigarette and sigh. I struggled in my bondage for her and me. I knew she
was watching. What was next?!
