Sarah's Friend (Part 2 Of 2) free porn video

"Bad girl!"

"Really bad girl!"

It was exactly ten minutes later and Sarah had just released her strong inner thigh muscles and opened her legs to reveal Amy’s flushed, smiling face. Perspiration and pressure had made Amy’s face stick to Sarah’s inner thighs. Both women knew it wouldn’t be the last time those areas of flesh would touch.

“What were you doing down there!” Sarah exclaimed.

“Let me show you again.” Amy’s big aroused eyes looked up and her tongue ran around her lips.

“You need to be restrained!”

“You already have me tied up.” Amy rattled her cuffs and tried to pull her neck free from the crotch of Sarah’s shorts.

“Well it’s not enough.”

“Really?”

The last ten minutes had been unlike anything Sarah had ever experienced. She had climaxed so many times that she now didn't know what she felt. Sarah massaged her owns legs to defuse the electricity that still coursed through her body.

“Well if my tongue was the key, then I guess it found the keyhole to open the vault.” Amy smiled as she exercised her stiff mouth.

“The key to open my legs?” Sarah clarified.

Amy nodded as she kissed Sarah’s strong thighs that now rested harmlessly either side of her head.

“Oh sweetie, if that was the keyhole then you just engaged the deadlock. That was so nice, you were very close to spending the whole night down there. You still might."

With the sexual excitement finally dissipating, Sarah’s mind needed to catch up with events. She’d just been given oral sex by a girl! She needed to take a shower and let the warm water clear her mind.

She stood up from the bed and stepped over the kneeling brunette and only just remembered in time that Amy was still chained to her shorts. A moment later and Amy’s neck would have been dragged along between Sarah’s legs and the cuffs that were still locked on Amy’s wrists would have prevented her from protecting herself. ‘Fuck’, Sarah thought, Amy’s tongue had really played with her mind. She pulled the key to the bike chain from the back pocket of her tight damp shorts and popped open the lock before walking unsteadily to the bathroom.

Amy sat up disappointedly. “I thought I was your prisoner tonight?” her earlier coyness from being with another girl completely blown away by the pent up desire locked inside her chastity belt.

Sarah turned to look at her. “Oh you are sweetie.”

“Well maybe I’ll escape while you’re in the shower.” Amy had climbed to her knees, her disheveled hair covering half of her face.

“Handcuffed, in chastity and locked in my apartment. Escape? Really?”

“Maybe?”

Sarah put her hands on her hips and watched the brunette struggling to climb to her feet. Sarah loved the sex crazed babe that she’d unleashed inside her cute neighbor. And Sarah knew from experience that Amy’s arousal would continue to build as long as the chastity belt remained locked and sexual release remained impossible.

Anyway, Amy was obviously in need of further restraint and Sarah was very happy to assist. She carefully took hold of Amy’s ponytail and pulled her head against the heavy wrought iron bed. She then used the bike lock that was still hanging around Amy’s neck, to lock Amy to the metal frame. Amy let out a small cry of pleasure as the lock clicked into place.

“I just love chaining people to immovable objects, don’t you?” Sarah smiled as she walked away.

She reached the bathroom, slipped out of her hot damp denim shorts and swimsuit and stepped into the shower. While her toned body soaked in the hot water, her mind wondered. She’d enjoyed tie up games with girlfriends for a long time, but maybe she now had to admit that her interest in girls was more than just playful bondage.

She toweled dry and slipped into her black pleated dress that barely reached halfway down her thighs. Sarah knew this dress worked its magic with the boys and now she would see its effect on girls, or at least a girl. Initially she was naked underneath, but then changed her mind and decided to wear black silk panties. It would be easy enough to remove them later and might also provide a useful gag if Amy didn’t behave. She’d hate to have to gag Amy with something cold and hard and so it would be much kinder to use her underwear. Questionable logic, but it worked for Sarah. She dried her hair, put on makeup and slipped on some heels and clipped back to her bedroom.

"It’s your lucky day honey,” Sarah announced as she jangled her keys above her helpless houseguest, “I’m going to give you back your clit.... temporarily.”

“Yeah!”

“Mostly for my pleasure, you understand,” Sarah smiled. “but maybe a little for yours.”

Sarah unlocked the bike lock and handcuffs and helped her sexually frustrated friend on to her bed. Amy instinctively reached down between her legs and again tried to get her fingertips inside the locked steel belt.

“Hey, I’ve just promised to unseal you.” Sarah said, amused by the frustration on Amy’s face.

“Now, please!”

Sarah climbed on to the bed and knelt astride Amy’s bikini clad body. “OK, but I’ll need to immobilise you.”

At first Amy was confused, but then realised that Sarah was going to sit on her face. The Greek goddess was actually going to sit right on her. Amy impatiently sat up a little until her head was inside Sarah’s dress. She pushed her face into the back of Sarah panties and breathed in deeply. Why did girls smell so nice?

“I hope you wanted more than that,” Sarah observed as she continued to lower herself down.

Sarah could still feel Amy’s lips caressing her butt even as Amy’s head was being forced back on to the mattress. Sarah continued to sit back until she was sitting on Amy’s face with her full weight. Amy had stopped kissing, her lips immobilised by force bearing down on her. The foolish love struck brunette hadn’t even thought to turn her head to one side and so now had her mouth and nose trapped between Sarah’s butt cheeks.

Sarah loved the rush of power she got from cutting off someone’s air. She only hoped that Amy could hold her breath long enough for her to fully enjoy the feeling. Amy didn’t disappoint, her sub equally keen for the moment to last. Sarah waited until Amy’s smooth slim thighs were thrashing about on the bed before she reduced her weight so that Amy could gasp a little air.

“No one knows you’re down there.” Sarah purred slightly menacingly as she lifted her dress and then let the material drop back down, once again covering Amy’s head.

Amy was writhing around in pleasure as Sarah carefully adjusted her weight on the other woman’s face. By varying the pressure and by tensing her butt, she limited Amy’s air to the bare minimum needed to survive. Amy was oblivious to all of this, her mind still picturing Sarah’s body working out in the gym. With Amy now secured and totally preoccupied, Sarah reached down and unlocked and removed Amy’s chastity belt. Amy immediately tried to touch herself, but her slim arms were too tightly pinned beneath Sarah’s legs.

Sarah pulled down Amy’s tiniest of bikini bottoms and stared at her wet naked pussy. With her prisoner still helpless pinned beneath her, Sarah lent forward and returned the favour. Amy cries of pleasure were muffled beneath Sarah’s butt, but the sexual energy that coursed through Amy’s slim frame was unmistakable. It was all Sarah could do to hold Amy’s head and arms in place. There was no way she could control Amy’s legs that were free and thrashing wildly as Sarah kissed.

With Amy now lying exhausted beneath her, Sarah reached for the chain that she’d left on the end of the bed. She wrapped one end around Amy’s narrow waist and padlocked it back on to itself and then slid the chain around so that the padlock was at the back. Sarah then pulled the chain back up between Amy’s legs, making sure the chain ran across her clit and vagina. With the chain pulled tight, Sarah padlocked it back on to the front of the waist chain. Sarah was looking forward to seeing how her horny friend would react to the constant stimulation from the crotch chain, stimulation that she could not stop.

All this time, Amy’s head remained trapped underneath Sarah’s panties and no matter what she tried, she couldn’t get out. Sarah had also pulled her feet in to complete what was a very secure prison cell for Amy’s head. In Amy’s mind, Sarah’s butt seemed to be taking on a personality of its own, teasing her, tensing then relaxing then suddenly tensing again, but always unpredictable.

Even with the distraction of her personal duel with Sarah’s bottom, Amy immediately felt the sensation of the chain being pulled tight across her clit. Amy could also feel Sarah’s fingers sliding underneath the chain and inside her. Amy’s legs were stretched wide as she thrust her hips forward, desperate for more touch. She was exhausted and completely spent when Sarah finally stood up and rolled up into a ball and hugged herself, her slim body trembling from the excitement. She didn’t know where she was and felt herself floating off into a different place entirely.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Amy breathed as she climbed to her knees, her bikini bottoms now around her knees, “oh my God.” Amy continued as she pulled at the crotch chain running between her legs.

“Take a cold shower cutey.” Sarah replied as she modestly smoothed down her dress.

Sarah placed a white silk negligee over Amy head where it hung sexily around her lithe body, barely reaching down to her naked butt. Amy’s look was one of bewilderment and arousal as she ran over to the bathroom and pushed the door behind her.

“Stop it!” Amy moaned from the bathroom. Sarah peered around the bathroom door to see what was happening.

“Amy?”

Amy was sitting on the old wicker chair pulling at her crotch chain.

“Are you talking to a chain?” Sarah asked.

“I need the keys!” Amy begged.

“And spoil all your fun?”

“Sarah.... please?”

Sarah walked up to Amy and slowly and deliberately kissed her on the lips before leaving Amy alone in the bathroom. It was only ten o’clock in the evening.

*

Amy walked out of the bathroom, her wet hair hanging loose behind her model face. Her model legs looked longer than ever in the short white negligee. The once professional brunette had composed herself a little, but the crotch chain was still sending waves of pleasure through her, pleasure that she was totally unable to stop.

Sarah opened the second bottle of wine and poured two large glasses and took them to the table. With very few inhibitions left, Sarah peered closely into Amy’s classically attractive brown eyes. They were wide and dilated and seemed to have a loving and devoted look that she’d never experienced from a guy.

“How’s the chain?”

“She’s fine, thanks.” Amy replied as she again touched herself and sighed with pleasure.

Amy’s legs were fidgeting madly in an attempt to reduce the stimulation on her clit and the short negligee did little to hide the silver chain that was now glimmering from the moisture in Amy’s damp crotch.

“Maybe I’m a little jealous of that chain.” Sarah smiled.

“Maybe you and her should swap places.”

“Maybe...”

Amy looked up to see Sarah running her tongue across her lips.

“You know you keep referring to the chain as a ‘her’.” Sarah observed.

“Do I?”

Amy fell to her knees and climaxed again before lying down on the white rug in the middle of the living room. Her eyes were closed and her long brown hair fanned out all around. She soon realised her mistake, though, as Sarah walked over and stood on Amy’s hair, with one high heeled shoe on either side of her head. Amy looked up into the darkest recesses of Sarah’s dress and sighed.

“Well, if you will lie on the floor beneath me.” Sarah smiled.

Amy tried to pull her hair out from beneath Sarah’s shoes, but was soon distracted as she admired the elegant black high heels. The straps circled Sarah’s ankles twice, reaching halfway up Sarah’s calves before being secured by silver buckles. She would have to borrow these.

“Need some scissors honey?” Sarah teased.

Amy remembered where she was and struggled again to get free. But again she stopped and touched the leather that smelt so sexy at such close quarters.

While still standing on Amy’s hair, Sarah picked up the chastity belt. “Deal?” she asked as she held the belt in one hand and her keys in the other.

Amy nodded.

Sarah crouched down above Amy’s face with her dress forming a small tent around Amy’s head. In this position, Sarah reached forward and unlocked the chain around Amy’s tiny waist and pulled it clear from her crotch. Amy then lifted her hips so that Sarah could slide the chastity belt around her waist.

Amy had always felt the need to control situations and whenever possible used her looks and her position to intimidate people. But with Sarah that wasn’t possible. Sarah was equally attractive and her professional position meant nothing while she was locked inside Sarah’s apartment. Sarah was leading her into a whole new world and being subservient to her felt wonderful.

She felt the cool steel of the chastity belt around her waist and then up between her legs. She felt it pull tight around her and finally lock into place.

Sarah walked over and sat on one of the kitchen stools and sipped her wine. Amy smiled slightly self consciously as she followed and hopped up on to the other bar stool.

“I can’t believe what we’re doing.” Amy breathed

“You like it?”

“Fuck yeah.”

“You know you’re still my prisoner.”

Just the look in Sarah’s eyes was more than enough to enslave Amy, but Amy remained hopeful that Sarah would take no chances with her captive.

“You want me to handcuff you again don’t you?”

“No!” Amy was a little cross that Sarah could read her so easily.

“Look at your hands.”

Amy looked down and saw that she had subconsciously positioned her hands with her wrists together. Embarrassed, she quickly moved them apart. Sarah grabbed her guest firmly by the wrist and led her back over to her bed where she handcuffed her hands behind her back.

“Now you have no way to protect those beautiful lips.” Sarah purred.

She moved closer to Amy’s slim face with its high cheek bones and slightly upturned nose. Amy’s lips were already slightly parted and glistened from red lip gloss.

To Sarah, passionately kissing Amy on the lips seemed more intimate and more taboo, than kissing her clit. Down between her legs things could be anonymous. Kissing on the lips was personal. She was looking into Amy’s big dark eyes and therefore into her soul. She was kissing a real person, a real woman.

Amy was a woman who was helplessly chained up and who both physically and mentally had no possible hope of escaping from Sarah that night. Their lips touched and Sarah slipped her tongue in a little further. The feeling made them both jump. They started again and this time both tongues began to explore. With their inhibitions fully breached, they kissed passionately for next ten minutes. Amy’s hands were being squeezed beneath her own butt and the ratchets of the cuffs had tightened further and yet she barely noticed.

Sarah’s lips then started to work their way down Amy’s body, her neck and then her breasts. Amy’s pert nipples were very erect and Sarah enjoyed slipping them in and out of her mouth with a little popping noise. She continued down to Amy’s waist and then hit the steel of the chastity belt and placed her face against the steel which was now as warm as the contents locked inside.

“Unlock me please!” Amy panted.

“It’s all about you.” Sarah joked.

“What?”

“Why isn’t your head inside my dress?”

“What?”

“That’s what ‘I’ want!”

Amy showed amazing agility for someone in tight handcuffs and with seconds had moved down the bed and had placed her head inside Sarah’s dress. Her mouth had even breached Sarah’s black panties.

“I knew I liked you.” Sarah smiled as she pulled her dress down so that it fully enclosed Amy’s head.

“If only I had a needle and cotton.” Sarah purred as she rolled on to her back and opened her legs.

“Huh?” Amy’s eyes peeked out from inside the dress.

“Then I could sew up my dress with you inside.”

Amy looked out again and smiled.

“Then there’d be no more peeking!” Sarah laughed as she flicked her dress back over Amy’s face.



It was now midnight and both women were drunk, spent and exhausted. Having a cute brunette who would go down on her to order was almost too good to be true. Sarah knew that she needed some time out if they were to make it through the night. But timeout seemed impossible with her new toy. Plus she had another little dominant fantasy that she just had to try.

Amy still had her head between Sarah’s legs and was watching the goose bumps as she ran her lips around Sarah’s crotch. She knew that she had no control over what happened next and was enjoying an almost childlike lack of responsibility.

Unable to take any more stimulation, Sarah released Amy’s head and pulled away. She returned a few seconds later with a large hard shelled suitcase.

“Time out, babe.” Sarah said as she pulled open the large lid.

As usual Amy didn’t object and instead eased herself off the bed and down on to the floor where she sat obediently by Sarah’s feet.

“You won’t fit inside with your hands cuffed behind you.” Sarah thought out loud. “I’ll have to take them off.”

“I might escape.”

“Amy. You won’t.”

“You never know...”

They watched each other intently for a few moments enjoying the challenge. Sarah then knelt down with her legs apart as she thought through what would be the most inescapable way to do this.

“Your head between my legs!” Sarah announced.

Amy edged further towards where Sarah’s was kneeling, but she was out to tease her captor and with her head only part of the way through, stopped and kissed Sarah’s thighs.

“All the way inside sweetheart!”

“Or what?”

“Or the cuffs don’t come off.”

Amy slowly complied and was soon kissing the back of Sarah’s open thighs. Then without warning, Sarah snapped her thighs together around her neck. Amy took a quick intake of breath and then laughed.

Sarah leaned forward and examined the cuffs that she had locked tightly around Amy’s ever so slim wrists. The heavy steel was infinitely stronger than the delicate bones that they encircled and had inevitably started to rub against Amy’s smooth skin. The restraints forced Amy’s perfectly balanced figure into an awkward position, completely immobilising her arms. Yet Amy had delighted in being locked up and at that moment would have happily worn the cuffs forever.

Sarah slipped the key into one cuff, before rolling Amy over on to her side and re-cuffing her wrists in front. It took less than ten seconds during which time Amy had struggled to get her head free, only to find that Sarah’s thighs held her even more tightly.

“Was that my chance?” Amy panted.

“Yep and now you have another thing to contend with.”

Sarah was kneeling with Amy’s neck still between her thighs. With Amy lying on her back, Sarah started to sit back on her haunches. Little by little building the pressure.

“Have you’ve seen what those car crushers can do.” Sarah smiled as she went down further.

Amy was laughing madly as she tried to stop her head going the same way. It didn’t work and her head was soon crunched between Sarah’s legs and butt. Every muscle in Sarah’s lower body was now tensing with the same objective. Sarah reached forward and ran her nails around Amy’s waist. Amy shrieked with laughter and, still unable to see, tried desperately to stop Sarah’s teasing fingers. Amy was half laughing and half crying when Sarah finally released her.

Then without even being asked, Amy climbed into the open suitcase and curled up on the blanket that Sarah had placed inside.

“You locking me in here?” Amy asked excitedly.

“Well I’m about to lock it up... so if you’re inside at the time.”

“Can you come in with me?”

“Don’t tempt me.”

Amy seemed to be beyond making any rational decisions, with the alcohol and sexual excitement giving her a breathless, dazed look. She looked up at Sarah’s face and her greenish brown eyes which seemed now to be constantly smiling. This woman was about to lock her up in a tiny space from where she would never be able to escape. If those big greenish brown eyes chose never to release her she would die in the case, but yet she wasn’t in the least bit scared.

Sarah was standing and from Amy viewpoint her long legs seemed to go up forever. Then one leg easily flipped closed the lid. Amy felt safe and snug inside, a feeling that became even stronger when she felt Sarah sit on the lid. She watched the zips move until they were touching each other and waited eagerly for Sarah to padlock them together. She hoped she would.

On top of the suitcase, Sarah took a four dial combination padlock and deliberately didn’t look as she reset the code to a new random number. She placed the padlock down on the lid, between her open legs and used her phone to take a photo of the combination. She then used an app to time delay the photo for an hour. This way not even she could see the photo until the time was up.

Sarah was confident that there was enough ventilation, but was still slightly apprehensive as she threaded the padlock in place and spun the four dials between her fingers. Only a couple of turns, but she knew there was no way back.

“Am I locked in?” Amy asked innocently, her fingers playing with the zip from the inside.

Having checked that Amy was comfortable, Sarah took yet another shower. When she returned, her bedroom seemed very quiet with no sound coming from inside the suitcase. The combination padlock hung there innocently, unfortunately neither of the women knew the number.

Now completely naked, Sarah knelt down and tried the lock. ‘Fuck’, she really wanted Amy again and she knelt down crossed legged with her legs open wide as she ran through some possible combinations.

“Fuck!”

She hit the combination lock with her hand, grabbed her phone and opened the time delay app. 46 minutes to go. Fuck! Sarah stood the suitcase up and sat on top with one leg either side. She sat with her vibrator in one hand and her phone in the other and waited.

Inside the locked suitcase Amy could hear Sarah’s moans of pleasure and her own cuffed hands were desperately trying to achieve the same. Her fingertips pushed frantically under the edges of the steel plate that sealed her clit. She could almost reach. She listened and felt the suitcase shudder as Sarah climaxed again. The chastity belt had beaten her, but her imagination could still enjoy what she knew was happening just above.

Finally the padlock combination flashed up on Sarah’s phone and within seconds Sarah was spinning the dials and seconds later the suitcase was open. Abstinence had only increased their feelings and they were kissing even before Amy had climbed out of the suitcase. With their tongues touching, Sarah felt for the chastity belt’s keyhole and slipped the key inside.

During the next two hours they used the vibrator and their fingers and tongues on each other. Halfway through, Sarah had even unlocked Amy’s handcuffs, but only so they could enjoy each other in a certain intimate position.

They were now lying with their arms around each other already almost asleep. Sarah playfully wrapped one of her legs around Amy’s body in a sleepy attempt to secure her. After all, she had promised that Amy’s would be her prisoner all night and it was only 4am. Her mind went back to something she’d seen at a party, an idea for which Sarah had her own twist. Completely naked, Sarah searched her kitchen for a small tube of special superglue. When she returned, Amy was sitting on the edge of the bed with her un-cuffed hands held up in front of her.

“I’m free!” She said in a blatant challenge to Sarah’s promise.

“On your back girl!” Sarah ordered as she pushed her down and sat stride her naked body.

As always, Amy had kept her arms down by her sides so that they would be trapped beneath Sarah’s thighs as she sat astride her. Helpless pinned, Amy just giggled.

Sarah pulled Amy’s long dark hair back into a ponytail before removing the top of the superglue. Amy’s big eyes watched her carefully. Their lovely brown colour and long lashes would soon be looking at only one thing. As always, Amy eyes showed complete trust.

Sarah explained how Amy would spend the rest of the night. This particular type of superglue had been designed specifically to bond skin. It was just as strong as regular superglue, but once removed with the special dissolver would leave no damage or mark on the skin. It even acted as moisturizer. Very carefully, Sarah smeared it across Amy’s forehead, her cheeks and her chin, careful to avoid the eyes. After screwing the lid back on tightly, Sarah lay down on her front on the bed.

“Now put your face in here.” Sarah instructed as she tapped her naked butt.

“Won’t we get stuck together?”

“Maybe.”

Amy thought back to when they first met in the gym, even back then she had been obsessed with Sarah’s strong fit body and that certainly included her round butt. She was no longer tired and again was grinning like a schoolgirl at the prospect of what would happen next. She positioned herself carefully and pushed her face into the lower part of Sarah’s butt. Her nose was deep between Sarah’s cheeks and her long lashes brushed against Sarah’s skin with every blink.

“How long will it take?” Amy asked.

“Oh, it’s already done.”

Sarah was as tired as she’d ever been. She lay motionless on her side enjoying Amy’s touch and the way Amy worshiped her. The best part was that there was no need to wake early in the morning, Amy would still be down there worshiping her when she woke. The brunette had no choice about that. Only when Sarah was ready would they shower while still bonded together. A long shower followed by patient use of nail polish remover. With any luck they might be unstuck by lunchtime.

Amy’s muffled moaning filtered out from deep inside Sarah’s butt. She carefully tried to pull away but the glue had long since bonded their skin together. Her face and Sarah’s butt were now one. Amy knew that Sarah was already asleep from the small twitches that ran through Sarah’s body. Sarah gently broke wind, the force of which Amy could feel against her face. Even that smelt sweet. ‘I’m bi-sexual’ Amy whispered proudly, her words fittingly muffled by Sarah’s butt.

Amy pushed both of her hands between Sarah’s closed thighs which seemed to tighten around her as she did so. Perfect, they would be her handcuffs tonight.

**

At 9am the next morning, Amy and Sarah walked out of their building, along the river and into a nearby cafe. Amy was wearing a fitted grey woolen top and an above knee length brown suede skater skirt. Amy had chosen the skirt especially to hide the steel chastity belt beneath. Sarah wore a black woolen jumper and short frayed denim shorts, with a pair of handcuffs in the back pocket. Amy’s brown hair was in a neat ponytail. Sarah wore hers down beneath a grey brimmed hat. They walked closely side by side and discretely held hands.

Amy sneaked a look at Sarah in her well fitting shorts and thought back to last night. Being ‘glued’ to Sarah’s butt had been an amazing feeling. Unlike being tied or chained up, there was nothing tangible holding her in place, yet the ‘restraint’ was every bit as tight. The glue created all kinds of different effects. When Sarah tensed her butt muscles, Amy’s face followed, distorted into all sorts of weird and wonderful positions.

Amy had been able to open her eyes, but as she did so, her long lashes brushed against Sarah’s butt. Even with her eyes opened Amy could only stare at Sarah’s glutes at such close quarters and with so little light that she was as good as blindfolded.

Her nose had been permanently pushed in between Sarah’s butt cheeks as was her mouth that was held in a position deep inside Sarah’s crotch. A place that had never seen so much kissing. In here, her lips could just move with effort, although any resulting mumbling was difficult to understand. Every time she breathed, there was a gentle sucking noise as heavily scented air filtered in between Sarah’s legs.

Waking up glued together had been fun. Amy had remained completely at Sarah’s mercy as Sarah’s naked body stretched and turned. Sarah was in no real hurry to rise, the tickling sensation between her legs was just too nice to rush. The long hot shower required to unstick them had been even better with Amy half hoping that they’d used the wrong type of glue and that she would have to stay there forever.

Amy peeked at Sarah’s shorts one more time.

“You made it through the night,” Sarah smiled, looking her new friend up and down.

“I didn’t escape though.”

“You didn’t want to escape!”

Amy squeezed Sarah’s hand more tightly.

They arrived at the cafe and Sarah ordered as Amy slid into a booth, smoothed down her skirt and carefully sat down. Sarah followed her in and pulled the cuffs from her back pocket before sitting next to her, hemming her in at the end of the booth. She took Amy’s hand and held it beneath her bare thigh while she locked one side of the cuffs to the metal table frame. Amy’s hand wriggled helplessly beneath the pressure.

“Mmm, can’t you secure my hand like this?” Amy asked.

“I think I prefer the steel today,” Sarah replied as she lifted her leg and quickly snapped the other cuff around Amy’s narrow wrist, before whispering, “my prisoner!” into Amy’s ear.

The women looked each other up and down for a few moments before Amy spoke. “Could I lock you up this morning?” she asked.

Sarah looked at her beautiful friend. Being tied up had never interested Sarah before as in her mind she had to be in control. Maybe that was because she didn’t trust guys and always had a fear about what they might do to her. She’d only ever played with her chastity belt on her own. Sure, it felt nice to wear, but it also felt nice holding the keys and pretending she had someone else locked up.

But maybe it was different with Amy. She found Amy so amazingly attractive, everything about her was perfect, almost like a doll. Amy was so gentle towards her and the look in those big brown eyes was to die for. Surely Amy wouldn’t hurt her? Therefore with that threat removed, maybe she could start to enjoy the feeling of being under someone else’s control.

She started to imagine how Amy would look if they reversed roles. How would she exert her control? What would Amy make her do? What would those beautiful eyes look like when they controlled her? Sarah picked up her big bunch of keys from the seat and placed them on Amy’s lap. “There you go mistress!”

Amy giggled with nervous excitement and pushed Sarah keys between her legs. They locked and unlocked many fun things, including the cuffs and chastity belt that she was wearing. She found the key to the handcuffs and released herself from the table. The power was already going to her head. “Back to my apartment. Now!”



Amy’s apartment was very similar to her own, yet an illicit thrill ran through Sarah’s body as she followed Amy inside. This apartment also had a deadlock on the front door, but this time it was Amy who turned the key to lock them both inside. But Sarah wasn’t going to see much more than the hallway as Amy had fetched her tiny purple gym shorts and held them up for Sarah to admire.

“Really cute,” Sarah smiled as she remembered how they’d looked on Amy’s slim hips.

“I’m glad you think so.”

Amy then removed Sarah’s hat and stretched the shorts over Sarah head. It was a tight fit, but soon Amy was just able to pull the waist string closed around Sarah’s neck and tie it tight. With no thought as to how she would undo the knot, she tied it several times and pulled it very tight.

“I would have washed the shorts, but I was kinda tied up.” Amy smiled.

“Mmm, they smell very ‘Amy’.”

“I thought you liked that.”

“I do.”

“Good! Now you can’t see you’ll just have to follow my voice.”

Both women were surprised by how seriously the other was taking the new role play and also how turned on each was.

Amy needed to remove the chastity belt and she also needed to pee. Taking Sarah’s hand, she led her into her bedroom and turned the key to open the door of her heavy wooden wardrobe. Inside was a row of business suits and dresses that were all immaculately aligned. Unfortunately Sarah could see none of the beautiful clothes as Amy helped her climb inside and sit down between the dresses.

“This is my wardrobe by the way.”

“Mmm, it smells even more ‘Amy’.”

“I’m going to lock you inside for a while.”

“Your clothes feel beautiful, can’t I see them?”

“Not unless you’ve developed the ability to see through gym shorts.” Amy giggled.

Sarah felt the thick wooden door push close and the sound of the key turning in the lock. Amy’s shorts were starting to make her feel claustrophobic and she immediately tried to slip them off over her head. With that not possible, she reached for the draw string and tried to undo the knot that secured them over her head, but Amy had pulled it so tight that the knot wouldn’t move. She stopped for a moment to catch her breath and as she did, she started to relax. Within minutes she was breathing slowly and touching her clit. A few minutes later Sarah was pulling the draw string again, but this time to ensure that the knot was as tight as it could be.

Still blindfolded, Sarah explored the expensive suits and dresses that hung above her. The suits were tailored to fit Amy’s slim figure and Sarah knew from seeing Amy walk back and forth from work that her power dressing gave her a scarily professional demeanour. Sarah could imagine the junior member of the law firm being intimidated by Amy as she clipped around the office in her heels and expensive suits. Sarah moved on to Amy’s dresses. Again they felt silky and expensive, but this time something that Sarah could borrow. She removed one from its hanger and checked its fit.

Meanwhile Amy had locked herself in the bathroom and was looking at herself in the mirror while wearing nothing but the chastity belt. It didn’t feel the same with the keys just there on the vanity, but at least she could unlock herself before peeing.

The key to the wardrobe was also right there on the vanity which gave the slim brunette an idea. She tied a small length of dental floss around the small wardrobe key and then pushed it against her wet vagina and massaged it until it slipped inside her. With only a small length of dental floss showing, Amy picked up the chastity belt and pulled it around her waist and up between her legs. Locked in chastity by her own hand for the first time, she slipped on a negligee and returned to her bedroom.

“Hello in there.”

“Hi mistress, is it time to come out and play?” Sarah asked hopefully with her face resting up against the solid wooden door.

“Soon.”

Amy’s delicate painted fingernails reached down and tried to slid under the edges of the chastity belt, but to Amy’s delight, the key was positioned far too deeply inside. “One minute.” Amy replied and she sauntered back to the bathroom to play with herself for a few more minutes before removing the belt and freeing the wardrobe key.

Amy was slightly apprehensive as she returned to her bedroom. Sarah had done amazing things to her, things that she doubted she could match. Her pink negligee barely covered her butt and she was wearing her skimpiest pink panties and she had a pair of handcuffs. She’d have to make do with that.

“Come out please.” Amy ordered as she unlocked the door, her voice not sounding as professional as she wanted.

Sarah slid gracefully out of the small confined space, stripped naked other than for Amy’s shorts still tied around her head and lay down on the perfectly white sheets of Amy’s queen size wrought iron bed. Having a naked woman on her bed seemed surreal, but an amazing rush as Amy sat astride Sarah’s waist and handcuffed Sarah’s hands to the metal bars at the head of the bed.

She’d never had free range over Sarah’s body or indeed any the body of any woman and she didn’t know where to start. Sarah’s lips were still hidden inside Amy’s sweaty shorts and so Amy decided to focus on Sarah’s breasts. This was a part of Sarah’s body that she barely knew as Sarah usually kept her at either foot level, or more frequently between her thighs.

Sarah’s breasts were beautiful, a little bigger than her own and round and pert. The nipples in particular were erect and fun to suck. Amy placed her mouth over one breast and ran her tongue around and around her nipple.

Amy was desperate to see the look in her friend’s sexy eyes and so untied her used gym shorts from around Sarah’s head. Her eyes didn’t disappoint, showing bewildered arousal that could only come from being helplessly tied up by a lover.

Amy now turning her attention to her friend’s crotch. While kneeling up and straddling Sarah’s chest, Amy started to kiss her clit. Her mouth wanted to venture deeper between Sarah’s legs, but Amy was wary of Sarah’s thighs which had the potential to imprison and tease her even though she was supposed to be in charge, at least for now. Sarah could also see Amy’s predicament and they shared a smile.

“Better tie my feet to the foot of the bed.”

Amy nodded and used two of her leather belts to tightly bind Sarah’s feet to the foot of the bed so that she was held spread eagle. Only then did she explore more fully. Every now and then she would turn her attention to Sarah’s sexy powerful legs, getting revenge for their earlier wickedness as she kissed and teased them with no chance for them to fight back.

“Oh my God! Sarah continuously moaned as her body bucked in response to Amy’s attention. Amy’s pink panties swayed left and right above Sarah’s chest as she continued to kiss.

Amy had separated the two handcuff keys from Sarah’s big bunch and had tucked one into the bottom of her underwear with the other, connected to it by a small key ring, dangling down and swinging as Amy moved. If only Sarah could reach that key, then she would be free and able to get her hands on the beautiful brunette above her.

“Oh look at you all chain up down there,” Amy purred as she turned around and was now kneeling with one knee either side of Sarah’s neck, “now you’re completely helpless.”

Amy loved the way Sarah’s big eyes looked up and the way her breathing and heartbeat were at crazy levels. Handcuffs were wonderful! A couple of clicks and even a Greek goddess was trapped. Her cute smiling lips were slightly parted and were the perfect place for Amy to rest her panties. Fuck, that felt nice. ‘Oh my god, she’s already inside me!’ Amy was impressed. Sarah’s eyes were now closed as they concentrated on her work and Amy held on, clasping the bars of the metal head rest, desperately trying to stay on the ride.

Sometime later they lay next to each other, both trying to catch their breath.

“How does it feel to be locked in your own cuffs?” Amy asked, brushing Sarah’s hair out of her eyes.

“Frustrating when I can’t reach your breasts that are peeking out of that negligee!”

“Is that better?” Amy leaned forward.

Sarah smiled and rubbed her face against Amy’s chest.

“Can you really not escape?” Amy continued as she examined the cuffs.

“Amy, these are cuffs! They lock and can only be opened with the key!”

“I have that.” Amy giggled.

“I know, hanging from your underwear.”

“Yeah, so behave!”

Amy eventually retrieved the key and unlocked the cuffs and reached down and untied the belts from around Sarah’s ankles to finally unleashing the fit dancer. Amy dropped the cuff keys on to Sarah’s firm stomach, looked at Sarah and said, “Your turn now.”

Amy cried out with excitement as Sarah immediately pulled her over and sat astride her waist. She knew that she was once again the dancer’s prisoner with no chance of escape. For fun she tried to pull Sarah over and wriggle out but Sarah simply lent forward and pinned Amy’s hands to the bed.



They showered together and returned to Sarah’s apartment in outfits that they had each chosen from the other’s wardrobe. Amy wore a short blue floral dress that gave her an innocent, elegant look. Sarah looked less innocent in a tight red shoulderless dress that emphasised her breasts, pulled tight around her waist and flared out to cover little more than her underwear.

Amy returned to Sarah’s bedroom and lay down on her bed as instructed. Meanwhile, Sarah unravelled a long length of chain and padlocked one end around the large concrete column at the end of her kitchen bar. She then picked up the spare end and walked back to her bedroom.

“I have a beautiful anklet for you.” Sarah smiled as she held the shiny chain in her hand

“Mmm, I love jewelery.”

“You’ll especially love this.”

Amy sat on the edge of the bed with one leg held out while Sarah looped the silver chain around her ankle and padlocked it in place with a silver padlock.

“Thank you, it’s beautiful.”

“I’m glad you like it, because you can’t take it off.”

“Even if I run away?”

“You can try. I’ll give you a ten second head start.”

Sarah was kneeling on all fours on the bed with her back arched, in a pose that looked like a lioness waiting to pounce. If that was the case then Amy’s slim figure wrapped in the floral dress was certainly the deer. They looked at each other for a few moments before Amy giggled and ran out of the bedroom with the chain dragging along behind her.

Amy ran back to the kitchen with the gentle clatter of chain following behind her and on to the hallway. There she ran out of chain just before she reached the front door. Sarah slinked around the corner and stood watching, her long dark hair lying wildly around her face, her hands on her hips and her legs apart.

“My apartment is now your whole world,” she purred as she slinked forward, “but disobey me and I’ll shorten your chain,” Sarah warned, “and then my bed may become your whole world.

Sarah closed in on her prey making Amy step back and trip as the chain held her right ankle in place. Amy was now sitting on the floor in ecstasy, if a little anxious as Sarah was acting the role play so well. Amy instinctively pulled at the chain around her ankle even though she was helpless without the key.

Sarah was now down on all fours, like a big cat, with her mouth open, gently biting Amy’s toes. Amy felt every bit the prey writhing around on the floor as Sarah’s kisses started to work their way up her bare legs. She felt her legs being pushed apart and Sarah’s long dark mane slip beneath her flimsy dress. She felt as if she was being devoured alive as Sarah’s tongue worked its magic inside her. She pulled and pulled at her chained ankle.

Sarah stripped her of her silky dress and kissed her slim waist and then her breasts. Amy continued to twist with delight, but her body was now increasingly pinned down beneath Sarah. By the time Sarah reached her lips Amy was fully pinned down and unable to move. They kissed deeper and deeper as more time passed.

“Am I free to go?” Amy asked and then squealed in pleasure as Sarah shook her head.

“Now I’ve caught you I’m going to shackle your feet and cuff your hands... permanently! Then I’ll show you what my body can really do.”

Amy climaxed and Sarah had to tighten her grip to hold her in place. Sarah sat up and slid forward, brushing herself for a tantalizing moment across Amy’s face. She then stood up and helped Amy to her feet. With one hand holding Amy’s thumbs together behind her back, Sarah watched Amy’s cute butt bounce as she led her back to her bedroom for what would be a long night.

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