James woke the next morning to find himself hugging Karin's right thigh. He kissed and pushed his face into her soft pale skin. Embracing just one of her strong thighs was certainly less incapacitating than having his head trapped between her thighs. One at a time, her thighs were soft and warm and worth kissing again.
His attention then turned to the chain and padlocks that connected his neck to Karin's left ankle. It was still there, the padlocks were still locked and there were still no keys.
"Guten morgen." Karin voice was still sleepy.
"Good morning." He replied as he tried to lift his head up to see over her butt.
Karin used her leg to push his face up against her butt. "Saying good morning."
"To your bum?"
"Yes!"
Fucking hell, what was he doing here with this crazy German girl. But he was still shackled to her leg and so did as she asked.
"Good morning Karin's butt." He said and kissed her used black underwear.
Karin giggled. "You crazy!"
James shook his head in disbelief only for Karin's strong legs to yank him again so that his face was now up against the front of her panties. She whispered something in German which he didn't understand, which was followed by Karin's foot on the back of his head pushing him into her. That part he did understand. He pulled aside her black underwear and kissed her deeper and deeper.
Karin had now stretched the black satin material over James's head which pushed his mouth deeper still and made for a very hot and humid atmosphere inside. With James's head positioned where she wanted it, she reached down and took hold of his cock.
Once Karin was satisfied, she straightened her left leg and dragged James head back down the bed. Having kicked James on to the floor, she stood up and walked to her wardrobe with James following her like an over obedient dog; his head never more than a few inches from her ankle. She slipped an old summer dress over her head and led James, who had only been allowed to put on his boxers, to the kitchen.
"When will the keys arrive?" He asked as he knelt obediently by the side of her chair.
She looked confused.
"You understand that!" James craned his neck to look up at her.
Karin giggled before replying in German.
"What?" He asked.
"You not understand?" She giggled.
"Can I have some food then?"
She looked confused and then giggled to herself.
At least this time she hadn't pinned down his neck with the chair frame. The metal support that had pinned him the day before felt very solid, the result of sixty kilogram sitting on top. James may have been closer to eighty kilograms, yet still couldn't bench press anywhere near her weight. There really was no way to escape from underneath that metal support with her sitting on top.
"Kiss toes!" She demanded.
Karin was now sitting on the edge of the metal chair with her legs open, touching herself. Half of her face was covered by her un-brushed hair which together with yesterday's smudged mascara gave her a very ruffled look.
Just like her fingers, her toenails were unpainted, pale and soft from having spent most of their life in her old trainers. Although James didn't have to, he kissed her toes one by one. Karin watched as he also fiddled with one of the old padlocks that secured the chain around his left wrist.
"Yesterday in the street. You like?" She asked.
"Kinda fun." James smiled.
"Today you like?"
Karin handed down her phone with a news article that she had helpfully translated into English. There appeared to be some sort of demonstration happening that day against the redevelopment of some parkland. Site clearance was due to start and protestors were threatening to delay that by chaining themselves to the old railings that surrounded the park.
He handed back her phone. "OK and you think I should join them?"
Karin smiled.
"Difficult with me chained to your leg." He replied, it now having been over twelve hours since Karin had chained them together.
Karin pulled her unbrushed hair back behind her ears and put on her glasses. Then with James at her heel, she walked bare foot down the dingy hall to the front door. James tried desperately to keep up with her, which was not easy when walking on all fours with chained hands.
She crouched down and picked up a white envelope with her own address written in big colourful swirly writing. She ripped it open and took out two silver keys.
"Fast post." She said as she unlocked the chain from her ankle.
"And my neck?" James climbed to his feet.
Kari shook her head and simply hooked the unlocked padlock on to the spare end of the chain that now hung from his neck. "Ready if I want."
"Ready for what?"
Karin mimicked wrapping the spare end around something and then padlocking it in place. She even made a little click with her tongue as she acted out how she would lock the padlock.
"Ready for my imprisonment." James summarised, both excited and nervous about the prospect of once again being under this cute German girl's lock and key.
They finally reached the park at around midday. Around fifty people, many of them students, were already milling around. Some held banners and all were dressed like Karin in the student uniform of old blue jeans and jacket. James had done his best to blend in with albeit with designer jeans and a smart green shirt. Fortunately Karin had unlocked his wrists and he was able to tuck the high security chain inside his shirt.
Karin was fidgeting excitedly as she walked past a number of people who had already chained themselves to the old wrought iron railings. She'd been thinking about this demonstration for some time. She had considered either chaining herself to the railings or simply asking others if they'd like her to hold their keys. Maybe they'd accept, after all its much harder to remove someone who doesn't have the key. But the current plan was much better and Karin chose a spot and pointed at the concrete pavement.
James was also surprised by how turned he was as he sat down next to a woman in a grey pattern jumped and short black skirt and red heels. She was with a group of friends who were already chained to the railings. She herself had a heavy bike lock around her neck. He smiled at her, but didn't understand her long Germanic reply. He just smiled again.
Karin leaned against James with her thigh to ensure he was against the railings and then wrapped the spare end of the chain around one of the thick vertical bars and locked it with the second padlock. The smooth click of the lock sent a shiver up James's spine. Maybe he would have preferred her to lock him up with her old chain and padlocks, they might have been an easier prospect for the rescue services in the event that Karin didn't return. She had also locked him very tightly with his neck held right against the railings.
"Too tight?" James questioned as Karin pushed the key deep into the back pocket of her jeans
"Being safe." Karin stood just out of his reach and smiled.
James then realised that she'd chained to him to the vertical bar just below the main horizontal bar. Therefore, unlike the others who were also chained to the railings, he wasn't able to stand up.
"Karin, you've chained me to the wrong part."
