The author gratefully acknowledges the valuable contributions made by Mike and Tina, especially Tina's willingness to share her promiscuity, as well as their constant encouragement to share this story.
Tina had visited Jessica and Mike, blindfolding and tying him down to a chair. Jessica had been bound ankles and toes in a kneeling position. During an intensely grueling session, Tina had forced Jessica to describe in great detail her sexual life while tormenting her tiny breasts and playing with her intimate parts. Every time Jessica begged for permission to climax, Tina would deny it to her. Mike did climax involuntarily once as he listened with horror at Jessica's promiscuity, and shortly thereafter under Tina's masterful technique. Jessica was not permitted the luxury of her long-awaited orgasms. Instead, Tina fastened chastity belts on both Jessica and Mike, and promised to return in two or three weeks. That is where this part resumes.
Two weeks went by agonizingly slowly. Jessica and Mike were on each other's nerves, each one desperate for the relief of a climax, each unable to have one or to give the other one the pleasure of climaxing. Jessica looked at every man she saw in the street or while shopping, and imagined being seduced by him, wondering what he would be like in bed. Mike looked at every woman, regardless of age and weight, as a possible receptacle for his ejaculate. They tried in vain to bypass their respective chastity devices, but to no avail. They tried all sort of creative approaches to simulating anal sex, but it just did not work. For fourteen days, their sexual drive rose to unbearable heights.
Just when the two weeks were merely a few hours from coming to an end, Tina called to say that she had just met a Dom who had flown down to see her, and that she was "expecting to be tied up
all weekend". Then came the cursed onset of Jessica's period, so another four precious days were wasted.
When the revised date was agreed upon, Jessica and Mike were trembling with anticipation. That afternoon, they bathed and scrubbed each other perfectly clean, their hair smooth and shiny, and fixed up the house just perfectly.
"One more thing, Mike, Jessica said she wants you blindfolded again."
"Again? I never even saw what she looks like the last time she was here!"
Jessica laughed, "Yes, that's true, but that is how she wants you. That is what she said when she called."
He shrugged, his arousal not allowing room for much protest. And Jessica blindfolded him.
The doorbell rang; Jessica opened the door, and greeted Tina joyfully.
"Shut up, slut."
Mike was practically jumping out of his skin! Tina had already shown the last time what a stern Domme she was, and her forcing Jessica to reveal her sexual life in great detail while denying her orgasms had made Mike climax without touching. Now she was back! He heard them come into the bedroom.
"Hi, Tina! Welcome back!"
She shot back her reply, "Sit down on the chair and shut up."
He meekly felt his way to the chair and sat down.
Mike shivered. This was a nasty-sounding Domme if he had ever heard one.
What he did hear was the footsteps Tina walking around the bedroom. Then no more sounds.
Then he heard the sound of Jessica breathing heavy as she took off her blouse. Tina must have pointed to her and ordered her to do it. Silence. Tina must be admiring Jessica.
The sound of Jessica's tiny 30-A bra unsnapping and Mike understood that Tina had ordered that to come off. Silence.
Jessica's jeans unzipped and coming off slowly, her panting loud and clear. Then silence.
Her panties. Mike was squirming in his chair, "Yes, Tina, make her strip naked for you!"
Tina walked over and slapped Mike across the face. "IF I WANT YOUR ADVICE, I WILL BEAT IT OUT OF YOU! FOR THE TIME BEING, SHUT UP. BOTH OF YOU!"
She walked away. Silence.
A slap. A hard slap. Mike heard Jessica turning slowly. Tina must have slapped Jessica's tight ass really hard as her command for Jessica to start turning, modeling her body to Tina. Jessica kept turning slowly on her feet: Tina must be admiring her naked body.
Jessica moaned, then screamed. Mike knew that particular scream: it was Jessica when her tiny nipples were being pinched hard. "Tina must be tormenting those exquisitely sensitive nipples," Mike thought, wishing he could at least see them trapped between eager fingers, but he already knew better than say something.
Then silence.
A tiny latch opened. Tina had unfastened Jessica's chastity belt, letting it fall to the floor. Tina walked away, opened her bag, and Jessica moaned and started to cry softly. "Stop whining, bitch. You want it and you know it. Don't you?" Jessica nodded and muttered something that must have been intended as acknowledgement.
"Shut up, slut, and put this on." Tina slapped her tight ass and the crying ceased.
Jessica was struggling with something. "It was hard," Tina said, "finding control top panties for a slut as skin-and-bones as you. But this model, high waist to mid-thigh will fit you quite tightly. Besides, it is made from a very tough elastic fabric, so it should hold very well. Let me see how it looks."
Silence. Jessica was turning slowly, modeling again for Tina.
Tina broke the silence, "Well, it looks like the control top panties did finally fit you just right. Let's move on."
She reached into her bag and pulled out what seemed to be two tiny rubber cups, each with a slender golden chain attached to its tip. "Do you know what these are?"
Jessica ventured shyly, "Nipple cups?"
"Of course you would know what they are. I should have known. Whore that you are, who knows what else you have been doing with those nipples for everyone else!"
Jessica was baffled, "But," she stammered, "How do you attach them?"
Tina laughed coarsely, "Come close to me, whore that you are, and feed me those insignificant nipples of yours."
Bravely, Jessica walked over to Tina, her tiny nipples close to Tina's ready mouth. Tina sucked the left one first, knowing it was Jessica's most sensitive. She sucked avidly, Jessica moaning and swaying, purring with delight. Occasionally, Tina would feel Jessica's clit through the tough elastic fabric of the control top panties, getting wetter and wetter, making Jessica sway even more, Tina always denying her the pleasure of the long-awaited climax.
In a moment of clarity of mind, Jessica asked, "How are you going to attach the little rubber caps to my nipples?"
Tina stopped sucking, admiring the fruits of her labor. A massively erect nipple crowned Jessica's tiny left breast. "Silly bitch, this is how!"
From her bag she took out a vial of super glue. Spreading just a droplet on Jessica's erect nipple, Tina applied the rubber cap, twirling it around to get excellent coverage, and held it in place. After a minute or two, the super glue had taken firm hold. Tina tugged on the slender gold chain attached to its tip and approved how well it had adhered: the rubber cap was perfectly attached! Jessica smiled. She felt so proud of the smallness of her breasts and the exquisite sensitivity of her nipples, and Tina sure knew how to work her magic on them!
Tina worked on the right nipple, repeating the same process. Soon, Jessica was standing in front of the mirror. Clad in very tight, very tough elastic control top panties, her nipples were completely encompassed by rubber caps, a slender gold chain hanging from the tip of each! "Tina, how will I take them off afterwards?" she asked respectfully.
"Nature will take its course. For the next few weeks, you will just have what will look through your blouse as very perky nipples. Just make sure not to wear your 30 A bras: I want everyone to see them."
Jessica nodded obediently, and Tina led her, tugging at her by the slender gold chains, out the room and onto the dining room. Mike could hear a lot of commotion, a lot of laughter and some struggling. For sure, he knew that Tina was tying down his Jessica to the dining room table. He squirmed in his chair, patiently waiting for what was sure to be his own ordeal.
