It was going to be the longest mile of Sally's life yet she'd wanted to do it this way to prove devotion to her lover. A walk along a deserted beach dressed in a flowing white nightdress...
...while restrained at the wrists in broad daylight!
"You've gotta be joking!" she'd exclaimed when Judith Curran, her partner had told the girl about it earlier in the ferry queue. They'd had a marvellous time up in Orkney. Nobody seemed to care a jot at seeing two lovely girls holding hands. Possibly assuming they were sisters despite the fact Jude was six years older than Sally Marlow. Neither cared a jot what people might say and certainly they'd not been troubled while touring around.
At least nobody knew about the box of bondage restraints that was sitting in the boot of Judith's motorhome as she bounced it off the ferry at Loth, the southern most point on the island of Sanday. Both girls surprised at how many people were here as the boat was full up. A question to a 'hunk' in a tearoom at the Social Center and nearby school provided the answer.
It was the Island's Fair today so the Mayor was undergoing the Ice Bucket Challenge, and nearly everybody had turned up to witness this and attend the biggest event in the social calender. Also as it was a former popular singer who'd retired here then a few people wanted his autograph too. "There's probably nobody left beyond Skeelbay ladies," he said when Sally asked him was this all the population.
The girls smiled at each other, nodded then bought another couple of food items to take north. Returning to the van, this time Sally was to be driving as she grabbed the keys off her buddy. "Guess I can trust you on roads this quiet!" Judith chuckled as they left the port behind them.
It took ten minutes before they saw another car, this also heading for Loth and by the time Sally passed Northskaill the vehicle count was down to zero except a tractor. The place was indeed deserted and arriving at Whitemill Bay, an hour from the port she sighed with pleasure as the engine was switched off and the diesel rattle faded. A check of the map and they found another carpark at the far end. "That'll be quieter even than this one. More sheltered too so I'll go there" Sally said firing the wagon up again. A few bumpy minutes along the clifftop track they arrived back at sea level and now she knew it'd be safe here.
Only the call of a few gulls broke the silence, a faint swish as waves broke across the deserted golden sand. But Sally knew this was only postponing her walk.
"Right missy...time to get changed, girlie," Judith said with a glint in her eyes and Sally Marlow grinned and nodded. Standing by the side of the van she still looked round before undressing! Her tanned skin glowing in the afternoon sunshine, blonde hair doing the same as she finished up and finally stood naked, hands almost shyly covering her midriff and breasts. Judith opened the case containing the frock then carefully handed the underwear over then the diaphanous gown last. The fact she'd made Sally change outside was just another cruel thing that would need to be avenged!
Laughing at how quickly Sally got into it as the garments were whipped away in turn! Barely two minutes later she watched those burnished cheeks blushing with relief that nobody except Judith had seen her naked. The older girl reached behind Sally's back and slooowly drew up the zip then secured it into the slot. "Thanks," Sal murmured as they came for a kiss, Judith's fingers stroking hips through the flimsy material. Under the sun you could clearly see her lacy bra and briefs but at least it 'felt' covered as she buttoned up the sleeve cuffs by her wrists. "You do look stunning wearing that honey," Judith said and Sal blushed.
This was her special dress, normally worn for their anniversary nights or birthdays, the first time it'd been used in a bondage scenario and she hoped it wouldn't get damaged. Judith had bought it for her and given it to the lass on the celebration of their first year as a couple.
"Box...now," Judith ordered and Sally shuddered as she fetched the key from her handbag, surrendering it with another sigh as the container was positioned where it could be unpacked. Tomorrow this would be reversed when Miss Curran would take her turn in bondage again.
The lock was undone and opened, the glint of steel shining as both girls looked down into it. Judith Curran smiled at her friend...and having remembered being forced yesterday to run naked round the moonlit Ring of Brodger this was payback time...
"One of everything today..." she said and Sally's heart froze as she knew this was in the rules. Whatever the 'dom' handed over, was to be worn, so this afternoon it appeared that she was to be bound...
By a collar.
By a belt.
Her wrists cuffed together.
Her ankles cuffed together and attached by a chain to the belt.
Gagged.
Veiled.
'Well at least I'm gonna be barefoot, cannot walk in heels on sand,' Sally thought as Judith lifted the belt out. Both girls had the same waist size and used their bondage equipement as slimming devices. If the belt seemed tight it was time to hit the gym harder!
A quiet groan as Judith applied it, the click of the lock audible to both girls and they were smiling as the leg cuffs were undone. Sally felt those slid round her ankles, a finger stroking her leg as it traced northwards... but she was still smiling as they were secured. Jude putting the thin chain on the loop at the rear. Next it was the cuffs and she asked Sally did she want her bound arms free or these also connected to the belt by a snaplock.
Sally grinned and nodded that yes she'd like them attached, but careful not to use one of her ten-word allowance while wearing restraints. Another of the conditions each had agreed since starting their relationship three years ago.
Judith did her bidding, applied the collar and got the tiara and veils ready to adorn her head, as the penis gag would be the final piece of the bondage.
Soon Sally stood trembling as Jude worked to weave the tiara into her long blonde locks. Leaving the veils up at the moment so she could apply the gag. Stepping back at the end she fetched the device from the box and returned to her bound lover. "OK sweetheart? Time to speak...if you want to."
Sally Marlow had thought and counted her words and got it right. Knowing that Judith would be impressed at her with this one. As she'd normally been a bit shy doing outdoor bondage it'd taken a while for her to get used to it. But today, with nobody except Miss Curran within miles...it'd be OK, wouldn't it?
"Judith, would you relock my wrists behind my back...please," she said slowly. Counting each one and smiling at her partners' surprised expression as she digested it. She too had silently totted up the number and knew Sally would not be able to say stop now.
"Wow Sal. I am impressed love," she said at last. Their fingers entwining as they had a long smooch. Breaking off Judith took the keys off Sally's collar and unlocked her wrists again. This time an embrace followed, hands rubbing the others' butts and the older girl could feel her lover shaking, possibly with nerves, or maybe excitement perhaps as those captivating eyes looked at her.
"OK, as you wish, wrists behind you, now please," Judith ordered and Sally froze, then slowly placed them at the small of her back. Jumping as the first was enclosed by steel, then repeated for the second and now she really was trembling. The keys were hung by a snaplock on Sal's collar, another tease for the captive, as it'd mean she'd have to be careful. Snaplocks were designed to be safe but naturally with freedom...and one set of keys then no chances could be taken.
But still she was determined to go through with this so obeyed the order to open up. Judith sliding the gag inside then buckling the straps around her head. Lastly the two veils were lowered and the outer one pinned into place both front and behind. This was enough that Sal could not turn her head or she'd rip the pins out. The inner silky layer was to flutter in the breeze against her nose to torment her. But a slightly surprised Sally saw how little vision she had. No wonder brides get escorted up the aisle! She thought as Judith closed the lid of the box. She grabbed the binoculars and checked the beach was still empty then returned.
"Right sweetheart, there is no time limit and the tide is still going out. All you have to do is walk, from here to the other carpark where we were earlier, OK? I'll be there waiting for you. I promise."
With that she led Sally onto the sand, patted her ass, pointed in the right direction then walked away leaving her lover bound and gagged...and loving the feeling of helplessness. This growing as Judith soon drove off and the gulls returned to squawking at each other rather than the van engine. Sal stood there sighing then turned to her left and began. Pacing slowly across the golden sand, her dress flicking round both legs, the clink of chain hiding the rustle of silk while the keyring jingled from the collar and Sally was smiling nervously. Already planning tomorrow's session where Judith would be tied up naked somewhere and exposed to the elements!
