The Best Laid Plans 11

Virginia was in a rush to get home. Spring break had just started, and her annoying roommate Claire had left for horse camp earlier during the day. Which meant she had the house to herself for the next two weeks. And to top it all a parcel containing an exciting new toy was waiting in the mailbox. She parked her car in the driveway, grabbed the package, entered the house, made sure to lock the door behind her and promptly opened her parcel. The ice lock was the final piece needed to complete her self-bondage kit. She ran to the kitchen to fill it with water and place it in the freezer. She was impatient to tie herself up but would have to wait until the lock was frozen shut, this could take a while. This was annoying. She wanted to play now.

After letting out a short, frustrated sigh, Virginia went to the living room and plopped herself down on the couch. Hopefully watching some TV would distract her from her lustful urges. This proved futile. She was simply too excited. Her thought kept drifting toward what she had planned for her evening. Not ready to give in yet she decided to make herself some dinner instead. There was a piece of leftover lasagna in the fridge. She did not remember having lasagna. It must have been Claire's. That would do. She quickly reheated the food, grabbed a tray and got back on the couch. While absent-mindedly flipping through the channels and nibbling at the pasta, something caught her attention. She reverted to the previous channel. It was a porn movie. Curious, she started watching it. In the current scene, a poor helpless woman was being deliciously abused by her master. This was the kind of porn Virginia liked to watch. When she was done eating, she put the tray aside and started softly caressing her crotch. The temptation to remove her pants and go further was great but she did not want to ruin her carefully prepared evening. Instead, she got up and went to check on the ice lock. The damn thing was cold to the touch but not yet frozen.

Since the lock was not yet ready, Virginia could still make herself ready. And that would start with a bit of pampering. Nothing was better than a nice bath with steamy hot water and copious amount of bubbles to unwind. When the tub was full, she dropped her clothes on the tile floor and immersed herself. As she started relaxing, her twisted mind would not allow her to escape from her carnal desires. It would be so easy to make herself orgasm with the shower head. She had done it before. It was definitely a nice way to make baths more enjoyable. But if she did, then she would not need the ice lock that night. She had to remind herself how much fun that would be to avoid succumbing to the temptation of a premature climax. There was still a lot to do to get ready. Having waited so long to realize this fantasy, she wanted everything to be perfect. She started washing her hair. This was going to take some time. Her thick black hair was impractically long but she loved the way it made her look. Drying and brushing it took even longer. Tying it into a long ponytail was the quickest part of the process. Then it was time to do her makeup. She applied some foundation to make her skin look flawless followed by some blush for some highlight. Next, she used purple eyeshadow to create a smokey eye effect and applied a fair amount of black eyeliner to draw wings around her eyes. A touch of mascara was applied to her lashes, and she used a pencil to define her brows. Finally, she completed her look with black glossy lipstick. She took some time to enjoy her reflection in the mirror.

Now it was time to go to her bedroom a get into her outfit. She smiled as she opened her closet. Tucked away in the corner, there was an inconspicuous garment bag. This was where Virginia kept her collection of latex garments. But first, before she could put anything on, she would have to cover herself in dressing aid. This was one of the many downsides of wearing rubber. Virginia was willing to bear with it because the feeling of the inky black material tightly hugging her was a real turn on. After applying a generous amount of spray to her bare skin she finally started getting dressed. The stockings went on first followed by a corset that cinched her waist but left her breast uncovered. The final touch was a pair of elbow length gloves. She quickly rubbed some shiner all over her garment to give it the mirror like finish that she loved. The smell of the slick rubber was intoxicating, she could barely contain her excitement. Virginia grabbed her toy box -this was the name she had given to the suitcase in which she kept her collection of toys and restraints- and rolled it into the living room. By now the ice lock must have been ready, she thought. Which meant there was only one item missing to complete the setup. Her roommate's vibrator.

She snuck into Claire's bedroom. The magic wand was usually hidden in the bedside table. Virginia still could not believe someone as cookie cutter as Claire had a vibrator, let alone such a large and powerful one. She could have gotten her own, but this was her way of silently getting back at her roommate. This was petty and she knew it. Still every orgasm she got from it felt like a little victory against Claire and her uptightness. The vibrator was exactly where she expected to find it. Almost as if it was waiting for her, she thought. She grabbed it and made her way back to the living room taking a small detour by the kitchen to pick up the ice lock.

Virginia looked and felt ready, but she still had a bunch of tasks to complete before she could begin her self-bondage session. The first one was to set the mood right by turning on the TV and playing a random video from her personal porn playlist. There was a metal hook hanging from the ceiling in the middle of the room, a perfect attachment point for her chain. She gave it a couple firm thugs to make sure it was secure, once she was satisfied it would not budge, she connected one end of the ice lock to the bottom. To the other end of the ice lock, she connected a pair of sturdy metal handcuffs. With this setup, once she closed the handcuffs her hands would be tied above her head, and she would be unable to escape until the ice melted. The ice lock could take anywhere between one to two hours to unlock. Not knowing when she would be released really enhanced the thrill. The rig was ready, but this was not nearly enough for Virginia. While searching through her bag she smirked as she found her pair of nipple clamps. She had never been able to wear them for more than a few minutes. The idea of having to endure that pain for two hours was certainly arousing now but she knew she would quickly regret it after closing the handcuffs. She was faced with a similar dilemma when she found her butt plug. It would no doubt increase her pleasure, but then again two hours was a long time to wear it. Because this was her first time playing with that rig she decided to play it safe and forgo the plug.

Eventually she settled on a few more restraints: a thick leather posture collar, a harness gag, as well as pair of ankle and thigh cuffs that would force her to kneel once connected to each other. If she had to stay in that position for hours the bare floor would not do. Thankfully she had thought of everything. A thick foam mattress, installed directly under the chain would provide just enough comfort to make kneeling for two hours bearable. Finally satisfied with her bondage; it was time to put the wand to use. She locked a leather harness around her waist. It was designed to hold the vibrator firmly against her crotch. No matter how much she struggled while bound she would not be able to escape the stimulation. She let out a short, surprised scream as she plugged in the magic wand, it had started vibrating at full intensity. Immediately reaching for the controls she set it to the lowest setting. This short burst had almost brought her to a ruined orgasm and spoiled her carefully planned session! She got in position on the mat. Before locking any of the straps she mentally reviewed her setup and contingencies: all her restraints were padlocked shut but used commons keys. There were two keys, one was hanging around her neck (she loved the idea of keeping it tantalizingly close yet out of reach), the second was on her bedstand, next to her fully charged phone. Once the ice lock opened, the handcuffs would be untethered from the ceiling. She should be able to grab the key around her neck and untie herself. If that failed, she could crawl to her bedroom and grab the spare. Worst case scenario, she would have to text for help. This was unlikely to happen, but it made her feel safer.

Virginia took a deep breath and started tightening all the various straps on her restraints. She made sure they were tight and secure but not uncomfortable. Now unable to move, she made sure she could not push or spit the gag out. Once she was satisfied everything was perfectly fitted, she closed the locks. She reached for the handcuffs suspended above her. Clicking the left cuff shut sent shivers down her spine. This was the point of no return. She could still free herself. But once she closed the right cuff, she would have to endure the bondage and the teasing until the ice lock released her. Which could be a long time. She knew this would push her limits. But she also knew what was waiting for her afterwards. She would untie herself and use the magic wand to bring herself to mind blowing orgasms at least half a dozen times. This was an easy choice. She locked the handcuffs, trapping herself.