Jingle Bells
I would like to thank Jane Doe (LesbianLitChic) for reminding me just how much fun a good bondage story can be.
I also want to thank Ryan (Fetishand) for the awesome artwork that helped inspire this story.
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Sweat ran in rivers off Alex's face to join the stream the made its tickling route down her spine. Any other time the sensation would have thrilled her, but unfortunately today her mind was too preoccupied. She had been pounding away on the running machine for some time. Just how long, she wasn't really sure, as time was playing tricks on her mind.
It had been like this for over a week. Basically the length of time Zabina had been away for. Normally they had gone everywhere together. Even when Alex had been spending time on the beach with Jinn, relearning to surf, Zabi had been there constantly watch and fussing over the two water babies. Alas Zabina and Dominic had needed to visit Italy on family business and Alex had been unlucky enough to have a backlog of work to get through. Jinn had volunteered to look after the Ascension club, so Dominic and Zabina had ended up going alone.
Of course Alex hadn't actually considered how much she would miss her lover. It had started out quiet fun, as Alex took the sudden quite to chew through her black log of projects. That lasted for less than a day. By the time the evening came around Alex was bored. She hadn't realised just how much Zabina had filled her life, and now she wasn't there Alex was finding it difficult to adjust to being alone.
As they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Or in her case, absence made Alex realise she had taken Zabina for granted.
Half-forgotten memories broke the surface of Alex's mind as she pushed herself in to a punishing sprint. Images of her on this very same running machine while Zabi had spanked her bare backside with a crop. A totally sexual situation, but one with an underlying motive to lift Alex out of her wallow of self-pity to embrace life once more.
With her breathing coming in laboured rasps, Alex wound the speed of the machine down and slowed to a halt.
There would be no sensuous warm down after the gruelling work out. Something else she remembered, and missed painfully.
Alex staggered towards the shower and turned the water on as hot as she could bare it, then stripped out of her sweaty running gear.
No nude working out.
Alex sighed once more.
No shower sex either, she thought as she let the scalding water ease some of the tensions from her body.
Zabi always had a way of making the most tedious chores fun and interesting.
She missed Zabina more than she had missed the ocean. "When she gets back I'll make her realise just how much I've missed her." Alex told the steamy air.
An idea washed over her like the scalding water from the shower.
She had promised herself more times than she could remember, that she would learn how to be a little more dominating with Zabi, so she could scratch the itch that Zabi occasionally had to be used sexually.
It was time to go to school.
***
Jinn had been a little puzzled when Alex had phoned, but one thing she had learned about Zabina's and Alex's relationship, was to expect the unexpected. Needless to say, she had dutifully made a list of everything Alex had asked for, then spent a good couple of hours packing things for transportation. She had raised her eyebrows at a couple of the things, then shrugged her shoulders. They were both sensible adults. Well, they were both adults... most of the time... okay, sometimes they were a little adult. Maybe she had better spend a little time talking to Alex about whatever she had planned.
A couple of hours later, Jinn pressed the buzzer to Zabina's and Alex's apartment and the speaker crackled to life.
"Is that you Jinn?"
Alex's voice sounded tinny through the speaker, and slightly breathless.
"Yeah, it's me, I've got a delivery for you." Jinn replied feeling more and more curious.
"Be right down... fuck, crap. Why the fuck did I leave that there. Give me a minute, got something in front of the door."
As she stood waiting, Jinn began to wonder if Alex being left on her own was a good idea. Normally Zabina was the catalyst of the wild things the two got up to, and Jinn had assumed that Alex would have been fine left to her own devices. By the sounds of it, Jinn may have overestimated her ability to cope.
The door jerked open.
"Jesus Alex. You look like shit." Jinn exclaimed as she was greeted by a dishevelled looking Alex, dressed in old paint splattered sweats. Her eyes were wide and darted about like she was wired to the mains.
"Yeah, yeah. I know. I've been a little preoccupied. Did you bring the stuff? Can you give me a hand with it? Everything needs to go to the spare room." The words tumbled out in a raging torrent as Alex hopped from one foot to the other.
"Whoa, slow down." Jinn instructed. "You're going to blow a fuse."
"Sorry." Alex took a breath, then started off again. "Actually, not sorry. Too much to do. Can we get the stuff in? I've got a lot to do."
Jinn shook her head. It was going to be one of those days.
Alex had taken the first box and raced back up the stairs to the apartment. Jinn had sensibly ensured she passed the hyper Alex the lighter of the two boxes, while she hefted the heavier one.
As she entered the flat Jinn stopped dead in her tracks. The normally immaculate apartment looked as though a small war had been raging in it. The main living space was taken up by a stack of bedroom furniture, and what looked like every item of clothing the pair of women owned piled in to a mountain of jumbled material. A stack of packing boxes containing shoes and boots filled the entrance and Jinn had to turn sideways to squeeze past the unstable tower.
"Fuck, Alex." Jinn gasped. "Did you get robbed?"
The whirlwind of Alex darted back in to the living space, Jinn was a little surprised to see her wearing a pair of high heeled shoes, something that Alex steered away from as she struggled to walk in them.
"No, no, no, no. I thought I would do a little decorating. I wanted to surprise Zabi. She gets back soon, so I can't stop. Got to get it all done." Alex babbled, her eyes a little unfocused.
Jinn placed the box she was carrying on top of a chest of draws that was currently blocking the doorway to the kitchen. As Alex buzzed past, Jinn snapped out a hand and snagged Alex's arm.
"Okay enough." Jinn commanded. "You've got to slow down." She could feel Alex trembling in her grip. She was wound as tightly as a guitar string. "What have you been doing?"
Alex's eyes blinked rapidly. "Drinking coffee. Decorating. More coffee."
