Leah's hand shook as she poured my coffee. "I'm frightened, Will," she confessed. "Abe refuses to tell me what is in store for tonight. Has Bettina said anything?"
"I know better than to ask I'm afraid we'll have to wait and see."
Upon our arrival at their house, Leah had offered me coffee as a ruse for a quick huddle. Despite the transparency, Abe said nothing.
"Abe tells you exactly what he is going to do?"
"Always, I think I would die of the anxiety if he didn't. I'm such a coward. It's not that I don't trust him. I just couldn't submit to being helpless if I didn't have complete confidence in his not doing anything we haven't discussed."
"Well, I just enjoy the idea of not knowing for sure, the idea of being off balance."
"I know, Abe says that I should learn from you."
Abe and Leah had invited Bettina and me for a weekend at their house. I had known both of them for more than two years, and had suspected that they might not be as straight laced as they appeared. It wasn't until we had made one of our rare forays to a fetish party that the truth came out. We had encountered each other right away. There was a pause and Abe said, "Well, yes!"
I laughed and replied, "I didn't fully buy your explanation at the office Halloween party. No one owns boots like yours for a 'once- a -year' occasion."
That encounter, over time lead to several lunchtime discussions of the levels of play we engaged in. It quickly became apparent that Bettina and I were engaged in the type of play that Abe desired and that Leah feared. I had tried to offer her support, but it really hadn't made much difference. Since I was the only one to see them on a daily basis, the matter might have ended there. However Bettina had taken an interest in them and when I told her about our conversations she said, "I think it might help if we spent some time with them."
Originally, I had met both Leah and Abe at a coffee shop down the street from the Eagle building. My company had just opened a small branch office in the building and I had found a kindred soul in the head of Eagle's IT section. Not that I knew anything about computers, we just happened to agree on the political solution to the world's problems.
Whenever I entered the "Java Cup," if Fred were there, he would motion me to join him. One day, he was with people I didn't know who were discussing some computer glitch that was incomprehensible to me. One of the two women at the table was silent and looked bored. When I struck up a conversation, I learned that her name was Leah and that she was in customer service.
When a tentative solution had been worked out, Fred turned to me and said, "Sorry to ignore you but we're having a serious problem with a program. By the way, this is Abe and Meredith. I see you have already met Leah." No one gave any indication that Leah and Abe were a couple.
"Do we have a conspiracy here?" Bettina asked.
She and Abe had just walked into the kitchen. "The two of you are going to have ample time to talk soon enough. It's time to get started. Will, go to the guest's bedroom and strip. Leah, do the same in your room. Abe and I will be upstairs in a couple of minutes. I suggest you both be ready."
As we left the kitchen, Leah slipped her hand in mine and said, "Please try not to leave me alone with both of them. Abe is sweet but Bettina really scares me. Abe told me about the things she does to you; I don't know how you can stand that much pain."
"Everyone is different," I said.
"I know. It's just that Abe wants me to be able to take much more than I can stand. He says that sooner or later he will teach me. I'm afraid that 'sooner' may begin tonight."
We were at the bedroom doors. I gave Leah a kiss on the cheek. "Be brave–and hurry. Bettina always makes me pay if I'm not ready."
I had barely gotten out of my clothes when Bettina entered. She pointed to a small writing desk and told me to stand next to it. "Put one foot on top of the desk and pretend you are a dog peeing," she said. She removed a roll of gaffer's tape from the large gym bag she had loaded with toys. From the bathroom she brought a pitcher of water and crushed ice and a towel. Holding the pitcher below my groin, she raised it to submerge my cock and balls. The erection that I had in anticipation of the evening quickly disappeared. After drying the area she began tearing off strips of tape and applying them from above my shaved pubic area, through my legs, and between the cheeks and up to the top of my ass in the back. In a couple of minutes, my shrunken cock and balls had been so thoroughly taped inside my body that no erection was possible.
"Have a seat and relax but don't touch that tape," Bettina cautioned. "It may take longer for your little friend to be prepared."
Bettina walked across the room and rested against a dresser. She could almost have taken a seat on it. She stood six feet four inches tall barefooted, almost never wore makeup, and had the type of face usually described as handsome. Wearing her standard outfit of lizard skin loafers, khaki gaberdine slacks, and lose v neck top she always looked like the perfect soccer mom. Her legs seemed to take up two thirds of her body; her breasts were those of a 'slow-to-develop' fourteen year old. The first time I asked about a bra she replied, "I'm not conceited enough to waste money on useless things."
A knock on the door announced Abe and Leah. "Ready?" He asked. We left the bedroom and Abe lead the way to the basement. Leah had been taped in the same manner as me. Her full breasts were on display. If they were any larger, they would be pendulous. They were round as globes and the dark nipples betrayed her excitement. Leah was of medium height and had a figure that could be called 'zaftig.' Her ass was ample and I could fully understand Abe's obsession with it.
As we entered the basement, I made a quick survey. There was a wooden St. Andrews cross in one corner and a padded horse nearby. Simple home made items. It was a far cry from the dungeons that I knew many people possessed.
Against the opposite wall there was an area about ten feet square covered with a thick gym mat. Abe directed Leah and me to stand on the mat and told me to embrace Leah. "Will, put your arms around her waist; Leah, wrap your arms around Will's neck. Lean your heads together so that you're cheek to cheek. Leah, you need to get on your toes. Good! Don't move."
Bettina opened a new box of plastic shrink wrap and staring at our waists began wrapping us together. "Hug each other tight," she ordered. Abe joined in and as the wrap was slowly wound around our upper torso, our bodies were crushed together. Leah's ample breasts felt deliciously soft. We were wrapped to the shoulders. As soon as the film was cut, Bettina and Abe steadied both of us. "Now, both of you kneel down together. We won't let you fall."
We each bent one leg to lower ourselves to the mat and one of Leah's legs slipped between my legs. The thick tape prevented my feeling her velvety smooth skin as her leg pushed against my groin. When we were both on our knees, Bettina said, "Hold tight," and pushed us sideways so that we landed on the mat on our sides.
Abe instructed, "You are both going to be whipped, really whipped. Whoever is on top is going to get it. If you can't take anymore, you can roll the other person to the top. If you're on top and can't take it, you can beg the other person to take your place. Once the whipping starts it won't end until Bettina and I decide for it to end. We will alternate – the choice of who is on top is up to you. If you think you need a safe word, tell it to each other. Your safe word is only good for the other to save you."
Bettina added, "Don't think that we aren't aware of the fact that you want each other. In fact, I'm sure that the only reason you haven't already fucked is your fear of the consequences. If either of us even suspected that you had been to the cookie jar you would have paid the price. If you both do well tonight, there might be a reward." She gave us a wicked smile.
