"I'm sorry!" Kate blurted in obvious distress as she hustled into Belinda's house, "I slept with that new guy."
Belinda closed and locked the door behind her, and followed the jumpy blonde into the kitchen. Kate's outfit of old blue jeans and tight pink tee shirt was no doubt a world away from how she had dressed the night before.
Belinda sighed. She had unlocked Kate's chastity belt with express instructions not to fuck the man that she had only met the week before.
"I don't think he's serious," Kate babbled, not helping her case. She looked back at Belinda, the eternally attractive brunette whose approval Kate craved, and whose dominant nature Kate found weirdly arousing, "I may see him again today," Kate ventured, hoping for a reaction from Belinda. A cry for help from her dominant friend.
"Do you want me to lock you up?" Belinda spoke quietly, her eyebrows raised above brown liquid eyes.
"Oh, I don't know," Kate shrieked, embarrassed by her predicament, but excited by what this woman might do.
"Well, I'm going to drink my coffee before it gets cold," Belinda replied calmly, taking her cup in one hand and Kate's wrist in the other, and leading her to the new large l-shape sofa, "Lie down sweetie," she whispered.
Kate did as she was told and lay face up on the soft grey memory foam cushions. Belinda turned and placed her toned round bottom down on Kate's chest and neck with Kate's startled face staring up between Belinda's jeans covered thighs. The two of them sunk even further into the soft material until Kate's head was below the original height of the sofa.
"Wow, I'm sinking!" Kate mumbled with surprise; her lips hidden beneath a crease in Belinda's jeans.
"Your holding cell until I decide your fate, Belinda replied casually, her habitually perfect posture curving up above her captive.
"I can't move!" Kate murmured, surprised by how much the cushions enclosed her.
"Comfortable, isn't it," Belinda couldn't help but smile at her friend's concern, "it's almost like the sofa is a box and I'm the lid."
"I'm disappearing!"
"Good, then you can't see that man."
Belinda looked at the mirror on the opposite wall and smiled with satisfaction, "It looks like I'm sitting next to a headless woman."
Belinda's hips and thighs seemed huge compared to Kate's cute face crushed into her crotch. Kate's delicate cheek bones and jaw line so obviously outsized and dominated by Belinda's thighs.
Kate's eyes were bulging with surprise and emotion as they gazed up at the woman who had chosen to sit on her neck. Kate struggled again, but there was nothing she could do until Belinda moved her butt.
"Sorry, I don't think these jeans are clean," Belinda remarked absentmindedly between sips of hot coffee.
Kate made a concerted effort to wriggle out.
"Dirty jeans are even harder to escape from," Belinda joked, bouncing slightly on her prisoner's hapless head.
Kate tried to use the upward movement of the bounce to heavy Belinda's denim butt up, but it immediately sunk back down around her face. She fought against Belinda's impertinent thighs for a few more moments before relaxing.
Kate should have been furious, held hostage by another woman in such a humiliating way, but this was Belinda. Kate smiled and breathed in the scent of Belinda's denim that was slowly burying her face.
Belinda squeezed her thighs against Kate's head as she looked down, she could feel Kate's shoulders directly beneath her cheeks, completely immobilised by her weight. Belinda shifted, stretching out her legs. Kate's eyes looked on quizzically, maybe she would be released, only for Belinda's bottom to remain firmly in place.
"You're in big trouble girl," Belinda said.
Kate just moaned in pleasure.
"You know I'm only doing this to stop you seeing that man."
Kate smiled and kissed Belinda between the legs.
"You're not taking your punishment seriously, Katie..."
"Can you take off these jeans?" Kate whispered.
Belinda smiled, Kate was just so much fun. The horny rock chick blonde was so easily aroused. It was no surprise that she got herself into trouble with every guy she met. Belinda rolled her eyes and sighed, why did Kate always tempt her to do this.
"Jeans off, you sure? That will be a whole lot of woman directly on your face."
"What pants are you wearing?" Kate asked, her narrow hips thrusting upwards.
"You whore!" Belinda scolded.
"Can I kiss them?"
"And you say you're not bi?"
"I'm not," Kate mumbled into Belinda's jeans, "I just like you sitting on me."
Belinda stood up, went to fetch Kate's chastity belt and then returned and wriggled out of her blue jeans. She straightened her brief pink thong that covered very little of curvy body, before turning to give Kate a tantalising a view of her behind.
"Are you sure?" Belinda checked. She never quite understood why Kate would want another woman to sit on her face, "On this sofa I'm going to drown you."
"I thought I was being punished?" Kate insisted, her hot and restless body increasingly impatient.
"Punished with restraint... not by death."
"Are you worried that your bottom won't be enough to restrain me?"
"I'm really not," Belinda retorted, dropping back down on to Kate's neck and burying Kate's features in pink satin, the horny blonde once again disappearing down into the soft cushions.
Feeling dwarfed by her friend's body, Kate kissed passionately at anything within reach. "You smell so nice," Kate gasped, her voice almost lost as she kissed Belinda's lingerie.
"Do really love my crotch that much?" Belinda's voice was breathy, and her body awakened.
"Well, I know you're going to lock me in the cell all day, this may be my only human contact..."
Kate reached down, unbuttoned her own tight jeans and pushed her hand inside. She jumped and cried out as Belinda touched her vibrator against the front of her underwear, "Oh fuck..."
"Not all prisons offer this service," Belinda smiled, alternating the wand between Kate and herself.
Kate's eyes wides widened and trembled as her orgasm approached. Only seconds away, Belinda closed her thighs, covering Kate's face completely to let the lovestruck blonde enjoy the special moment in her own underground cell. Belinda came moments later, her head back and moaning quietly into the still morning air.
Belinda enjoyed the high, for a moment oblivious to the fact there was a woman beneath her. Kate was getting impatient and was now trying to force open Belinda's legs so she could look out, "Bel!" she moaned.
Belinda kept her thighs together but slid forward a little until her butt covered half of Kate's face.
"No!" Kate squealed, from inside her increasing encasement.
Enjoying a moment of pure sadism, Belinda sat bolt upright as Kate struggled pointlessly beneath her. When Belinda finally opened her legs, only one of Kate's eyes was visible between her thighs.
"Oh, the fun I could have with you, sweetie," Belinda purred, "but first I'm going to lock you back in your belt.
Belinda stroked Kate's tangled blonde hair, she never took proper care of herself. Now the poor woman was being crushed, locked in chastity and then she would spend the day in a prison cell, all to protect Kate from herself.
*
Belinda stayed resolutely sat on Kate's face while Kate positioned the high security, made to measure chastity belt around her own body and clicked all the parts into the central lock.
Kate sighed out loud, her body relaxed, comforted by the fact that she could no longer get herself into trouble with shitty men. Belinda would never let her out of the belt, and her complete immobility mingled with the scent of her friend's arousal made her felt protected and owned. She knew that she would spend the rest of the day as one of Belinda's belongings, a captive, but with a captress who understood her and would return her to her happy place.
"Time to lock you up, Katie."
Kate looked on with puppy dog eyes as Belinda grabbed her wrist before standing up and helped Kate to her feet. Under Belinda's watchful eye, Kate undressed down to her chastity belt, the lack of clothes making her feel exposed and vulnerable. Belinda led her through the small cell doorway, breathing in sharply at the thrill and fear of entering a place that she couldn't leave until someone else decided.
Kate looked back at the open doorway, her world would be so different once Belinda had shut the door from the outside. Belinda looked so beautiful with the daylight silhouetted behind her, "Chains?" Kate asked hopefully.
