Heather and Anita met when they spent a few days together serving a dom. They became good friends in the face of joint adversity. Their 'ordeal' will probably be published later.
Anita
I wondered what he was going to do with the gaffer tape, he appeared to have a selection of gags so they were not to stop us screaming. I found out, he bound my boobs really tight across my nipples, I looked stupid. He did the same to Heather and she looked just as stupid. We sucked his cock, packed, dressed without knickers or bras. Finding something loose enough to hide our mis-shaped boobs was not easy. We both kissed his cock goodbye, God, I'm going to miss that and him but I will be glad of the rest.
We got in the taxi and I gave him my address. "Come to mine for a while and we can sort ourselves out," I suggested.
"Good idea," we were thinking about the gaffer tape. At my flat we looked at each other and giggled. Heather opened her case and I went to my drawers in the bedroom, both found knickers and put them on. We laughed again covering up after what we had been through. "Shall we have a cup of tea?" I asked.
"Have you anything stronger?" she laughed. We had a very respectable glass of wine. "We had better try and get it off." She stood and took her dress off, I did the same. We stood wearing just knickers and gaffer tape.
"Turn your back," I started to pull one end of the tape off her back. I had to pick at it slowly until I had hold of a piece, I pulled it slowly.
"Yeeeeoow," exclaimed Heather "that hurts."
"Shall I pull it in one go?" I enquired, I was going to have to suffer so finding the best way would be helpful to me.
"Yes, give it a go." I pulled it off as far as her side not quite reaching her boob.
"Ooooooowwww," her scream was louder this time. "That was horrible and I can't imagine what it will be like on the nipples. I don't know which is worse." I pulled the tape on the other side about the same amount with an equally loud scream.
"Just your tits to go," I offered, trying to make things seem not too bad.
"I know and I'm dreading it, where the fuck did he get this tape from?" I have some analgesic cream. Do you think you could pull it all off in one go and we can slap cream on while I cry and curse him." She put her hands behind her and held the door handle and stuck her tits out as far as she could. I gripped both sides of the tape.
"One, Two..." I pulled the tape fast and fell back."
"Aaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh," she cried. She was sobbing tears rolling down her face. I grabbed the cream, smeared a load over my hands and grabbed her boobs from behind. I carefully massaged the cream into her tits. "Thank you,"
Heather
Shit! I had put up with some pain lately but this was crazy, I had to look to see that my nipples hadn't been ripped off, I was surprised to see that there was no blood streaming out. There was some relief when Anita slapped cream on them and smoothed it in. I was dancing on the spot, I don't know why but it seemed a way of letting the pain out as did calling him all the names I could think of.
Gradually as the pain became bearable Anita stopped massaging my boobs and slid around and started kissing my tears away. Oh fuck my nipples were already like organ stops and now my pussy was getting 'that feeling' as well as moist. I held her head and kissed her on the lips. "Your turn to go through the agony," I said, pulling away.
Anita
My heart rate zoomed to a dangerous level, where were things going? What was she doing? What was I doing? My kissing her tears was an invitation which she took up, I asked for it. Now it was my turn to have the tape removed. Fuck. She pulled the tape away from the sides causing me great pain but all I could think of was my poor nipples and what they were going to endure, what I was going to endure.
"How do you want me to do it?" asked Heather.
"I don't fucking know, what do you think," I was crying mainly at the thought of the pain.
"I would take it slow and see how it goes," she offered.
"Okay then," I closed my eyes, gritted my teeth and mentally prepared all the curses I could throw at the cunt who did this to me. Next time I see him I'll...I'll do exactly what he tells me, bastard. "Ah, ha, ha, owww. Stop." I can't stand it and she is very close to my nipple. "Oh just get it over with, do it!"
"Yeeeooooooooooowwwwwwwwwww!!" Fuck me that hurt, before I slapped the cream on my tits I checked to see that they were intact. I Hopped round the room. "Ow, ow, ow ow. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Shit, shit shit." Heather held me, hugged me, kissed me and cried with me. We settled down, calmed down. Holding each other tender tit to tit. "I need to wash my face and hands."
We went to the bathroom and washed up, "Is the pain going?" I asked.
"Yes it is not too bad now, could you help me wash the cream off?" As if she had never washed her tits before.
"Of course and we need to get the sticky left by the tape off," I picked up a flannel and started washing her boobs which had a red stripe across and her nipples were red, sore and sticking out. Mine were exactly the same but I was keeping the cream on a bit longer. I carefully dried her tits with a soft towel and kissed her nipples. "It worked when I was a kid."
"Anything is worth a try, do it again please." she asked. I, of course did, was careful to keep my tits safe. We were both enjoying this.
"I think I am ready to have my cream washed off now," I told Heather who picked up the flannel, put it under the hot tap and washed my tits. It felt good, the pain had not totally gone away but was easing. She went on her knees and started very gently sucking my nipples.
Oh fuck, my pussy was dripping, my heart was pounding, we had gone through so much together, my feelings for her were special and at the moment I needed her and I think she needed me. I lifted her up and kissed her lips. I held her hand and led her into the bedroom. I lay her on the bed, knelt over her and kissed her passionately, she returned the kiss. What the hell we deserved some pleasure after our suffering
I have not had any experience with girls, well apart from the last few days which brought us so close together. This must be okay, my knickers were wet, my heart thumping and a beautiful girl under me. I kissed down her body, her nipples and belly button until I came to her knickers which like mine had a wet patch. I started to pull her knickers down, she lifted her bum to help me remove them. So far she had been quite passive but now opened her legs and went to take my knickers down.
We ended up in a sixty nine, me on top being careful to not rub my nipples on her body. I worked on her clit with my tongue and my fingers in her pussy. Her legs came up and wide, my nose was nearly in her bum hole. She was giving my clit a good work out and several fingers in me. I could feel my orgasm building, my nipples were painful again as they pumped up. "Oh God, God, oh please, ooooooh." she screeched.
Her mouth temporarily left my pussy but was soon back and bringing me to orgasm. I collapsed at the side of her head to tail. We held hands. No regrets, that was good, a relief, a release. "Shall we have a bath together and wash the sticky off?" I asked.
"Yes, have you any more wine?" she asked. I produced a bottle of red, a cheap and cheerful one but it worked.
Heather
