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"When I get out of this rope Rosemary, you are going to bloody pay for this?" My voice cracked with rage and frustration.
"You talk awfully tough for a woman tied to a bed Miriam." Her voice was playful, clearly enjoying my frustration.
I wriggled against the ropes tying me to the metal bed frame and cursed myself for being seven kinds of idiot for not being smart enough to see where my little plan would take me.
I should rewind to the beginning of this little episode, so you can properly appreciate what kind of bloody-minded fool I'd been in the first place.
My name is Miriam and I'd dated Rosemary for several months. Tonight the subject of kinks came up and we'd shared some of our fantasies. Being tied up, blindfolds, ice cubes, and even sex in public places. It was lovely to have such a rich seam of saucy fun to explore and reinvent together.
Unfortunately, I made a rather stupid mistake when I mentioned I enjoyed Tease, especially when it was with something soft like feathers. I then compounded my mistake when I called Rosemary a "Chicken" when she looked at me funny after I'd admitted my kink. I'd fatally misjudged the look; she wasn't appalled, she was hugely turned on and wanted to do it to me as soon as she could.
Rosemary grinned wolfishly at me and kissed me with such intensity she forced me back out of the living room and against the wall of our bedroom. The old fashioned metal bed banged and rattled as Rosemary and I rolled our way around the room. Fingers ripped clothing off, scattering it like leaves in the autumn wind. We groaned, as our bodies sought to meld together in an ecstatic union. We crashed onto the bed; the coiled metal springs registered their protest loudly at our vulgar intrusion into its silent contemplations.
I wailed with lust as my back hit the mattress, and writhed happily in Rosemary's clutches, her touch made waves of delicious pleasure dance through me. I felt her fingers flow up my sides, gently grip my wrists and pull my hands up over behind my head. I arched my back and moaned with passionate ardour. She released my wrists and moved her hands away for a moment; I was a stupid woolly-headed fool and kept my wrists crossed together. Rosemary moved faster than I expected and before I knew it had slipped bailing twine around my wrists and tied them securely to the metal bed frame.
The rope was rough, tying me tightly to the frame, and slightly cut into my skin. I didn't know what to do when Rosemary straddled me and shoved her tongue down my throat. Oh, I wasn't going to refuse a bloody good snog, so I kissed her back as hard as I could. I felt her rock her hips against mine, I could feel her wetness whisper to mine, and I bucked to grind myself hard against her.
Rosemary turned on top of me and moved down my body. For a moment I thought she was going to eat me, make my brains run out my ears, and I rather recklessly encouraged her to take me like the wanton slut I was. Alas instead of falling on me with an adoring mouth, she decided to run her arms down my legs, slip a loop of bailing twine over my feet and bind me completely to the bed frame.
I howled in response, this wasn't what I said I wanted, nothing like it at all.
Rosemary slid off me, jiggled her bare ass at me just beyond where my teeth could reach in their confinement and looked down at me.
"I thought you said you liked bondage, Miriam. You can't go complaining when I'm considerate enough to tie you up now can you?" She relished my helpless state, my enraged movement to get free.
"I didn't say I wanted to be the one being tied up, and you bloody know that." I allowed my frustrated anger to get the better of me and threw my bitterness in her face.
Rosemary merely shrugged to herself, tutted in disgust and strutted out of the bedroom.
I was completely trapped, tied to a metal bedpost with bailing twine and the only person who could untie me enjoyed my confinement far too much to let me out easily.
I cursed under my breath, called myself seven kinds of bloody idiot, and tried to force myself to calm down. I had to make my freedom much more exciting than my torment or she'd bloody leave me here all day, just to make me suffer.
The clock on the wall ticked softly for what seemed like an eternity before Rosemary returned, holding a blindfold and something she kept behind her back. Her face a picture of mischievous erotic delight, she looked at me bound, flustered and defeated.
"What will it take Rosemary my darling, to get out of these bonds?" my voice purred in a whisper.
"That would be telling darling, and besides you look so cute all tied up like that." That voice mocked me. I'd been a bloody fool and she knew it.
The blindfold went over my head and was carefully put into position over my eyes. The room changed into complete darkness and I gritted my teeth as I waited for the real event to begin.
I felt her fingers move slowly over the curve of my breasts. My nipples, demanding to be touched, twitched with insistence. Rosemary ignored them. I shivered in intense arousal and moaned loudly.
Dammit, I had intended to play down how excited I was, now she'd know I enjoyed it and would torment me for ages. I had been a bloody fool and I'd totally overplayed my hand so had to take the consequences.
Something soft, ticklish danced over my belly button. I gasped at the sensation, arched my back and threw back my head. Pride be damned, this felt too fucking good to want it to stop.
Teeth ran up the inside of my left thigh and I wailed, I pleaded with Rosemary to fuck me. To do anything she craved doing to me, and let me have it all. The cruel bitch just giggled and moved her teeth away from me. I could feel my face flush bright red in shame and frustration; I'd been bloody stupid again.
That ticklish thing appeared again. It floated around my left breast, stroked me so sensually. I leaked on to the bed and begged for her to fuck me.
The tickling thing moved and floated around my right breast. My nipples could drill through concrete and still, she tormented me. I howled, bucked my hips and tried with every ounce of strength I had to escape the bonds. All I got for my pains was some rope burn; part of the blanket was now stuck to my ass by the glistening river that flowed from my lower lips.
Nails ran down from between my tits to the top of my mound. They left tiny scratches on my skin that tingled and burned with a wonderful warmth. Something hard pressed itself against my lower lips, and I raised my hips to invite it to enter me. I was so horny at this point I'd have fucked an old boot.
It was round, hard, smooth, and oddly narrow. I gritted my teeth and raged in impotent fury.
"When I get out of this rope, Rosemary, you are going to bloody pay for this." My voice cracked with rage and frustration.
"You talk awfully tough for a woman tied to a bed Miriam." Her voice was playful, clearly enjoying my frustration.
"What have you put in me, Rosemary? It bloody better not be what I think it is!" My cheeks burned red with my fierce anger, and I shouted.
"Well you did mention you like being teased, so I thought you'd like something with feathers. Like perhaps our feather duster from the living room. It looks so sweet sticking out of your puss." She crowed her triumph at my humiliation, and I could almost see her dance about the room in victory.
"Rosemary!" I thundered.
"I think you need some time to calm down. Will return when you're ready to be polite and civil about all this. Toodles." She giggled at me and skipped out of the room.
A few moments later I heard the sound of a camera as it snapped images of my helpless form with a feather duster protruding out of me.
Dark thoughts of revenge danced in my head as I waited to be released. There was plenty of time for me to get my own back.
The clock ticked away, the moments slower than the thoughts of a glacier.
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