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A Tale of Two Women: Part One
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Amanda looked up from her book as Joanna stuck her head round the door."I'm off out in a minute, pub and club trip with the girls as usual.Did you want to come?"
"No thanks," Amanda said with a warm smile.Joanna nodded in acknowledgement and returned to her own room to get ready.Amanda always declined her invitations to come out with the girls, but Joanna always asked out of politeness anyway.If she was honest, Joanna could not imagine Amanda out on the pull with the other girls.Amanda had dull brown hair and a plain face that was not improved by the simple round glasses that she wore.She wastall; at nearing six foot, she was taller than many men.However, this could not completely justify her weight - her large figure seemed to hang down,giving her a very drooping look.Her choice of clothes, which seemed picked especially to hide her size, did not really help, and left her looking very maternal, more like a middle-aged mother than her actual late-twenties age.She certainly looked more maternal than Joanna's own mother, who was short and thin like Joanna.She hated the thought of becoming her mother, and decided to stop thinking about that and instead focus on the night ahead. Drink and men, that was what she wanted.
"See you later!" Joanna called out, and then Amanda heard the door slam shut, shaking the whole flat.Amanda wondered if Joanna would bringa man back to the flat again.On previous occasions, Amanda had been kept awake listening to the sounds of Joanna squealing and moaning as a new manpounded away at her, sometimes even shaking the wall that divided their two rooms.They were always gone by morning though; Joanna did not let themstay unless they were a long-term boyfriend - but those were few and far between.It was not that Amanda disapproved of Joanna's lifestyle - live andlet live - it was just a totally alien world to her.
Unlike Joanna, pretty, sexy, svelte Joanna, Amanda was not someone that could simply pick up a man for sex by looking at him.She wondered how Joannawould fare if their bodies were switched.A blonde princess no longer, Amanda thought to herself. Amanda continued reading for another hour ortwo, before crossing her room to switch on her computer.Once it had fired up, she checked her email and browsed the news sites.After a while, she clicked on her list of favourite sites and began idly scanning down them.She chose a site that contained pornographic stories and began browsing the categories.As usual, the bondage stories were the ones that caught her attention and she began reading some.
She read four of them before realising how long she had been reading them.She could sense signs of her own arousal; the usual wet feeling inside her knickers, the hardness of her nipples.Amanda checked her watch - half past ten.Around the right time for heading to bed a little early with some fun in mind, she decided. The pace of her heart quickened as she turned off the computer and then knelt on the floor and reached under her bed for the innocuous wooden box that lay beneath.She hoisted it onto the bed, and sat beside it.
Amanda opened the top and stared at the contents.She felt like a carpenter gazing on his saws and chisels.Or perhaps a painter looking at his selection of colours, she decided.She began picking out the appropriate components and arraying them along the table beside her bed.A blindfold, two ear-plugs, a rubber ball-gag, two nipple clamps, a tube of lubricant, two leather ankle cuffs and two leather wrist cuffs, a small butt-plug, a roll of sticky tapeand finally a 'rabbit' vibrator.She closed the lid on the box, and got up to slide it back under the bed.
Amanda turned on the light beside her bed, then turned off the overhead light using the switch by the door.Standing by the door, she quickly removed all her clothes.Naked, she padded through the dark flat to the bathroom.There was an enjoyable abandonment about walking through the flat naked - something she would never do in front of anyone else, even her flat-mate Joanna.However, Joanna would be out for another few hours at least.She left the light off in the bathroom to avoid catching sight of herself in the mirror.When she was done, she returned to her room.
The large girl lay down on the bed and turned off the light beside her.The room had enough light from the streetlights outside to allow Amanda to see the outlines of the furniture in the room, and she could hear the passing traffic.One of the problems of living in London was that you were never far from traffic, and the hustle and bustle of the city.Amanda felt for the ear plugs and picked them up.She rolled a foam plug between the thumb and forefinger of each hand in a practised manner before pushing them firmly into her ears.She listened to the familiar soft popping sounds as the plugs expanded again to fill her ears, and then she heard nothing.She picked up the sleeping-mask blindfold from the table and pulled it over her head.Everything was quiet, and everything was dark.In her own solitary world now, Amanda's heart began beating faster with anticipation.No matter how many times she did this, it seemed to retain an inexplicable excitement and danger for her.
Forced to operate solely by touch, she felt along the table for the ball-gag.Opening her mouth wide, she pushed the ball between her teeth and thenfastened the leather strap behind her head.She put her left hand to her breast and felt for her nipple.It was already hard.She found the nippleclamps with her right hand and clipped one on.She would have yelped if her gag had not transformed it into a grunt.She clipped the other clamp onto her right nipple.
She lifted her legs up and high over her head, which naturally raised her bottom from the bed.She took hold of the lubricant and carefully squeezedsome onto her fingers, trying not to spill any.As far as she could feel she had not, but it would not be the first time if she later rolled onto a sticky patch on the bed.She felt between her sizable buttocks for her hole and smeared the cold jelly all over it.While using her left arm tohelp keep her legs in the air, she reached for the table with her sticky fingers and found the upright plug that she was searching for.She picked itup and oriented its pointed end towards her bottom.She jabbed around in the dark, trying to find her opening again.She suddenly felt it pushagainst the hard muscle that formed her hole, and she manoeuvred it gently across into the centre.Due to its small size it slipped in relativelyeasily.Amanda pushed firmly against the base to ensure that it was all the way in.
She pushed herself up into a sitting position and felt for the box of tissues that permanently resided on the table.She wiped her sticky fingersand then shifted slightly, subconsciously, only noticing when she felt the slight movement of the plug inside her.She delighted in the bizarremixture of discomfort and pleasure that the anal toy provided.She felt for the ankle-cuffs - or were they the wrist-cuffs, very little difference, sohard to tell while blind.She slowly buckled a cuff of some variety onto each of her ankles and wrists.Deafened by the ear-plugs, she was unable tohear the metallic jangling of the attached clips as she continued her preparations by shuffling down the bed.
Amanda felt for the metal bedpost that stood at the corner of the frame.Resting at the bottom of it, around the post next to the mattress, was ametal ring.She lifted it up and clipped her ankle-cuff to the ring.During the day the rings looked decorative, or just useless, but now at night she was able to use them for the real reason that she had attached them.Once she had attached both ankles to the corners of the bed, she was able tolie back.Almost finished now.She picked up the last toy from the table: the vibrator.
She guided the head of the dildo portion of the vibrator between her thighs and pushed it through the mat of hair that protected her slit.She waswet, but not as wet as she would ideally be.Which, perversely, was just how Amanda liked it.She liked having to go slow, the greater sensation of the dry plastic rod sliding into her moist vagina, slowly to avoid the pain.In the dark, she slowly penetrated herself.
When the vibrator would go in no further, she held it in place with her left hand while she scrabbled for the tape with her right.This was thetrickiest part.She began winding the tape around her large thighs and the end of the vibrator, trying to create a sticky web that would hold the sextoy in place unaided.The difficulty was increased by trying not to snare any of her pubic hair - a type of pain that Amanda did not enjoy.When shewas confident that the vibrator would not move, she pressed the buttons that would turn on the spinning beads in the shaft and the buzzing vibratorthat nestled against her clitoris.She pulled the quilt over herself to keep warm, and then reached both hands towards the left bedpost behind herhead.She clumsily clipped her wrist-cuff to the post and then with her final free limb she reached over to the right-hand bed-post and grasped ittightly in her hand, pretending to herself that she had clipped that wrist-cuff to the bed-post too.
She let her thoughts wander, over boyfriends past and future, as she lay there.She imagined one of them doing to her what she had done to herself;attaching and inserting toys on all her erogenous zones, tying her to the bed and leaving her there, by herself, pleasured by her devices.She feltthe quilt sliding slightly then, pulled to one side by its own weight.She twisted subtly, trying to shift it back but it only made matters worse andit tumbled from the bed to the floor.Amanda resisted temptation, and gripped the bedpost tighter with her right hand.She would not be freed untilshe had come; the cold night air would simply form part of her ordeal.She settled herself and concentrated on the wonderful sensations that the vibrator was giving her.
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