Belted Down

Lucy squirmed in the elevator. She was squirming not only because of the jeweled butt plug lodged in her pert ass, but because she knew something special would be waiting for her when she got back to her apartment. She knew that when her girlfriend, Kate, usually only made her wear the plug to work when she had something special planned for later in the day. She couldn't wait to find out what it was. All day at work she'd been fixated on the tiny secret inside her. She wondered if anyone had noticed how much she'd been fidgeting, brushing back her long brunette hair or smoothing down her skirt or, most suspicious of all, slowly running her hands down her thighs and legs, feeling the sheer tights that covered them. Well her wait would be over soon.

Stepping out of the elevator she almost sprinted down to the door of the apartment she shared with Kate. It seemed like it took her almost an eternity to unlock the door, she fumbled with the key so much. But finally she was inside, where she was greeted with the sight of her girlfriend, lounging casually on the couch.

When Lucy entered, Kate hardly turned her attention to her at all. Lucy could see her eyes glance at her from behind the glasses she wore, a hand reaching into her short black hair to scratch absentmindedly. "Welcome home," she said, turning her attention back to the show she was watching on TV. "Are you still wearing it."

"Yes," was all Lucy said in reply.

"Show me."

Dutifully, Lucy moved in front of her girlfriend and promptly lowered and stepped out of her skirt. She then lowered the tights she had on underneath, and the pink lacy thong she was laying as well. She then got on all fours to give Kate a good view of her ass, and spread her cheeks to properly show the little pink jewel that lay between them, right in the location of her sweet rosebud.

"Good," Kate said. Her voice was reserved. "Go in the bedroom, strip naked and lie on the bed. I'll join you in there in a bit."

Lucy stood up, gathered up the clothes that lay on the floor and did as she was obeyed. Stripping down in their bedroom, she paused to look at her slim form in the mirror, her a-cup breasts and her pussy with slightly trimmed bush. Then she lay down on the bed. By now, giddy with anticipation.

It seemed like it was hours before Kate finally came into the bedroom. She walked over to the bed where Lucy lay and observed her for a moment. She ran a hand over Lucy's taut stomach, then withdrew it and crouched down to retrieve something from under the bed. "I was thinking we'd try the belts again today," she said, casually.

Lucy immediately became even more excited. She loved the belts. Yet she said nothing, knowing Kate liked her docile.

When Kate came back up she had a box in her hands, which she gently put on the bed. Opening it up she took out three leather belts. "Lift your legs," she said. Lucy obeyed, and Kate tied one of the belts around her knees, then another around her thighs. "Arms behind your back," she said, and then tied the third around Lucy's chest, binding her arms with it. When she was done, Lucy found herself perfectly incapable of movement, aside from squirming. She could already feel herself getting wet.

Kate stood over her, admiring her handiwork, a proud look on her face. "Y'know, I think this might be my best work yet," she said. She ran a finger down Lucy's belly as she spoke. "Good luck getting out of this."

"Who says I want to get out of this?" Lucy replied. Now that she was bound she felt herself getting a bit feisty. She smiled devilishly. "So now what?"

Kate returned her smile and reached back into the little box. "Actually, I recently got a new little toy for you..." She then pulled out a little black ball gag and held it up for Lucy to see. Lucy practically started drooling when she saw it. She'd always wanted to try one. Kate bent over to put it on. When it was in place she loved it immediately. The feel of it in her mouth, of the tight clasp around her head, was intoxicating.

Kate seemed to be enjoying her handiwork as well. She continued to gently brush her finger over Lucy's body, tracing her contours, hovering briefly near her breasts and crotch but never lingering long. "I could do anything I wanted to you now," she said at last, after a long period of silence. "I could mount you a grind against your face till I came. I could finger fuck you to oblivion. I could flip you over and give you the spanking of your life. I could do anything."

All that sounded good to Lucy. This kind of talk was driving her wild. She tried to moan into the gag in her mouth but it seemed all that came out was a pathetic grunt. She hoped the hunger in her eyes would communicate what she wanted to say.

But if she understood, Kate didn't show it. Instead she gave a short sigh and clicked her tongue. "I'm not gonna do any of though." She headed toward their closet where she pulled out her black denim jacket. "Instead I'm gonna go out and get a drink with Jeff. Been awhile since we've hung out, we gotta catch up."

Needless to say, this alarmed Lucy. "Hrrrmmm?" she gasped, the ball gag inhibiting her from making any other sound. She started squirming like crazy, trying to register her protest despite the obstacle to her speech. "Hmmmm! Hmmm! Hmmmmm!"

Kate laughed and moved over to the bedside again. "Don't worry my little toy," she said, reaching over to the nightstand and opening a drawer. "I've got something else planned for you." She took out the magic wand vibrator that was inside. She slid it between the belts tied around Lucy's legs, so it was held firmly in place, the head pressed up against Lucy's pussy. Then she turned it on to the highest setting.

When Lucy felt the vibrations hit her pussy she gave a little grunt. The wand was her favorite toy and already she could feel the pleasure start to grow in her crotch. Yet all she could do was watch helplessly as Kate put on her jacket, give her a little wave, and then walk out the door. She heard the door of their apartment open and close, and then she was alone. And she and no idea for how long.

It wasn't long before the squirming started. Having the wand pressed up against her pussy was like having an itch that she couldn't scratch. A good itch, but still one she had no control over. She usually liked to start on a lower setting and begin with some gentle contact, but now it was pressed right against her pussy and going full blast. She wiggled and shimmied, at first just to try and shift the wand a little, get it in a better position. But after awhile she realized it was futile. At the point the squirming just became automatic. Her body was almost screaming in an incredible combo of pleasure and torture, the vibrations running through her sensitive lips and clit and spreading everywhere. She wanted desperately to move her arms, her legs, but she could hardly budge them. All she could really do was rock back and forth, wiggle her hips, and arch her back and neck. But nothing she did would stop the toy. Soon the moans began too, little squeals at first, sounding girlish and gentle through the ball gag. But then those squeals turned to deep, sluttish groans as the pleasure intensified. She never moaned this much when she was by herself but she couldn't help it. It was like her body didn't belong to her anymore; it had just turned into a receptacle for the pleasure she was experiencing. However it acted was up to the vibrator.

It didn't take long before the first orgasm hit her. She could feel it coming as her moans got longer and deeper, building up inside her. She felt like a soda bottle that'd been shaken up too long, just waiting for the cop to be removed so it could finally burst. It seemed like forever before it finally happened, before the pressure finally became too much and she exploded, moaning like a porn star through the gag, her back arched and eyes closed, bucking her hips madly as the feeling rolled through her like a wave. When it was over, she slumped back, flat onto the bed, breathing heavily, exhausted. It was one of the biggest orgasms of her life.

But the wand was still there. And it was still on. It's incessant buzzing still filled the room. Lucy's pussy was sore from the vibration, and extra sensitive in her post orgasmic state. Her squirming now was from discomfort rather than pleasure. She groaned from frustration now, wanting nothing more than to be free of this. But still, no amount of wiggling could shift the wand. Defeated, she lay still, trying to relax and ignore the discomfort in her crotch, surrendering at last. It was then that the pleasure came back, as if giving up had appeased it. The discomfort stayed, but it was tempered now by a good feeling, once again spreading through her. She lay back and closed her eyes as it hit her, and soon she was again moaning and whimpering, the vibrations seeming to hit some special place deep within her. And then the second orgasm came, and she was gone, lost in it, surrendering entirely to her predicament, no more struggling, just enjoyment.

There was the third orgasm then, and the forth, and then she stopped counting. After a certain point it was like her mind shut off, she wasn't a person anymore, just a creature of pure feeling, not thinking anymore but experiencing. It seemed almost as if she wasn't orgasming at all, like she was in state of constant almost-orgasm where she was just constantly about to come. She would feel sudden spikes of pleasure run through her, but then shortly she'd come down from it and she'd be back to the same state she'd been in before. She didn't know how long this lasted. A couple hours at least.

By the time she heard Kate come in through the apartment door Lucy's pussy had more or less become numb. She could still feel the pleasure running through her but it was like a dull throb now, and didn't seem to be coming from any source at all. It just lived in her body now. Drool had seeped from behind her gag and was dripping from her face, and she felt a wetness beneath her ass where her juices had seeped into the bedding below her. When Kate came into the room she took her jacket off and came over to the bed side, her hands on her hips, looking down at Lucy and smirking.

"Well now, you're quite the sight," she said. Lucy said nothing in response, just looked up at her girlfriend dully. Kate's gaze turned to the wand between Lucy's legs. "I bet you want me to turn that off now, huh?" Lucy could only nod weekly in response.

When the wand came off a kind of emptiness came over Lucy. She had been feeling so much for so long and now she felt nothing. It was a relief of course, but also disappointing in a way. Kate then turned her attention back to Lucy's face, and took the ball gag off. Lucy said nothing. She was breathing heavily. Her jaw was stiff from having the gag in it for so long.

"Now I know you probably want me to take the belts off too," Kate said, "but I can't do that yet. You owe me something." As she spoke she lowered her jeans and the mauve boyshorts she wore underneath, revealing her tangible bush and pussy underneath. She climbed onto the bed and straddled Lucy's face, lowering her pussy right over Lucy's mouth. "You know what to do," she said.

Lucy was exhausted, but even so, instinct took over. She did know what to do. She began lapping Kate's snatch, slowly at first, but as she started to regain her composure and strength she put more effort into it, her whole mouth enveloping her girlfriend's delicious rose, her tongue expertly tracing every inch of it, first the lips, then up to the clit, then down again to the entrance, at first teasing her hole and then diving in with gusto, reaching into her cavity as far as she could. It wasn't long before she felt Kate's hand on the back of her head, pushing her in deeper, and then her thighs started to grip her head tightly, and then she knew Kate was coming.

Kate straddled her for a few more moments, panting, and then fell beside her on the bed. "Woo!" she gasped, tossing her arms in the air in mock grandiosity. "That was awesome." She rolled over to be closer to Lucy. "The whole time I was with Jeff, I was just thinking of you bound up here. I was so horny I could hardly think." She kissed Lucy on the cheek and then looked deep in her eyes. "Did you enjoy it?"

Lucy was quiet for a moment. She couldn't find the words to describe her experience. So she did the best she could. "I loved it," she said at last, breathily. Kate drew her close and kissed her deeply on the lips. Then she removed the belts from Lucy, and the two of them cuddled until dinner time.