Fionas Folly

FIONA'S FOLLY

Wow, I can say with total honesty that it had been a very long time since I'd felt quite as excited as I did at that moment in time. For my new girlfriend, Fiona, had suggested going to her country retreat, she had a little cottage out within small village, somewhere 'out in the sticks.' There she suggested that we indulge in a full weekend of bondage sex, oh yes, Fiona was going to handcuff me to the bed, fit her strap-on and subject me to being shagged by her again and again and again!

Oh yes, the prospect of having Fiona's strap-on 'resident' within my pussy filled me with the ultimate degree of excitement, and said pussy became soaking wet with sexual anticipation. I'd only known Fiona for a couple of weeks, since we'd had the good fortune to be sitting next to each other at the recent Taylor Swift gig, but we'd hit it off immediately. Tall, thin and strawberry blonde, Fiona loved sexy lingerie and leather clothes, just like myself, and also in the same manner as me, she'd discovered that she liked another girl in her bed rather than any boy. And, for this weekend said girl would be none other than myself. Fantastic!

So, there I was within my flat on that Friday afternoon, having finally made it through the working week that had seemed SO long, getting myself ready. Not that I needed to pack many clothes, I had this feeling that I'd be spending nearly all of the time in Fiona's bed, and not just in it. For I'd have no choice as to whether my location would be, held in the grip of her arms, with her luscious bright blue eyes staring into my own, the gorgeous Fiona had informed me that she was going to completely take away my freedom, by securely handcuffing all of my four limbs to the solid and secure respective corner bed posts. YES PLEASE!

But, if I wouldn't a require vast quantity of outer clothing for this period of time, Fiona had made it crystal clear that she wanted me to be adorned within the finest lingerie, a request I had every intention of complying with. For I loved dressing up in such items too, make no mistake about that. I had at first intended fitting my basque to my upper body, beautiful manufactured in the finest black satin, it fitted my torso perfectly, and I was certain that the kinky Fiona would simply love it. But then I changed my mind, realising that gorgeous though this item was, it would limit Fiona's access to my ample tits, making it difficult for her to suck upon them or imprison them within a set of nipple clamps. Something that I was very much hoping she'd subject me to, so I settled for my finest satin suspender belt instead.

They would be suspending the sheerest nylon stockings that I'd ever purchased, indeed I'd actually invested in a pair of cotton gloves, in order to fit these, thus minimising the chances of laddering them. Successfully, as it turned out. After which I admired myself in my bedroom mirror, whilst not quite as stunningly sexy as Fiona, I wasn't a bad looking girl myself.

To complete the underwear part of my apparel situation, I covered those aforementioned tits within the finest satin, but just in the form of a stylish bra, which Fiona could easily remove if she so desired, and as for my pussy, that was covered by the matching panties, that I was careful to place over those suspenders, so said panties could, and I had no doubt would, be removed without disturbing them at all.

Over this I dressed myself in my finest blouse, satin again, God how I loved the feel of that material, in a totally delicious shade of royal blue. Then I slid into the skirt part of my utterly delicious leather suit, fastening the belt that secured it in position around my waist. With it being just long enough to cover my stocking tops, thus concealing them.

Completing my dressing up by putting the matching jacket, both that and the skirt being made from in almost black colour, being the very darkness shade of grey, over my top form. There, I was ready, to be captured and shagged ragged by the insatiable Fiona!

Fiona arrived within ten minutes, driving her nearly new Mercedes convertible, oh yes, as well as being stunningly sexy, she was stinking rich too, I mean what's not to like, eh? I bundled my bag of spare clothing, again nearly all of that being in the form of lingerie in her boot, before jumping in the passenger seat of this wonderful motor.

Wherein my lips found themselves being assaulted by her own, as she initiated a kiss that was simply full of menace, passion and sexuality, promising a VERY torrid time in the next couple of days or so. Which, when her lips finally did release my own from, moved in a manner of speech that completely backed that idea up within my mind. "Darling, you do know that you're simply going to be mine, don't you? I'm going to take total control of you, I'm going to capture you, shackling you completely in a totally inescapable manner to my bed and simply subject you to my smouldering sexuality! By God, are you now going to be SHAGGED!" What, you think that I DIDN'T want this?

As my pussy almost immediately became soaking wet at what it had just been promised, Fiona reached into her handbag, withdrawing a set of those solid steel handcuffs that she'd promised me I'd be held within. It appeared that my descent into her hands and power was to occur straight away, for Fiona ordered me to hold my arms upwards, when she immediately snapped the two steel rings around my wrists! Then, using a small length of chain, together with some small padlocks she now fastened my restraints around the safety belt, near to my nether region. Oh, yes, I'd been utterly captured, I was hers already. Now Fiona demonstrated that her claim that during the period of time as her slave, I'd not be placed in any danger at all, showed itself not to consisted of empty words. For my girlfriend pulled out a little key, with which she proceeded to 'double lock' both cuffs. For you see, these were not cheap, poor-quality items, by doing what she'd just done, Fiona ensured that not only could I not escape from her bondage, but also the cuffs themselves could not tighten anymore, thus the danger that they would become too tight, possibly endangering my blood circulation for example, had been absolutely negated. Only then did Fiona start the engine, and off we set. Which my blood simply coursing around my body at breath neck speed, my whole form tingling with sexual excitement and anticipation. My goodness, just how much did I WANT to be utterly hers?

The journey to Fiona's 'country home' took just under an hour, during which time we exchanged banter of a totally sexual nature, ramping up the carnal tension between us to an almost impossible level. Which only became more extreme, as Fiona stopped the car just before we reached the village within which her property existed. Not that I'd be able to understand just where her residence was located, because out of her handbag emerged a satin blindfold. One of those proper ones, which denies its wearer any sight whatsoever, plunging their world into total darkness. So, now as she set off again, I could see absolutely nothing.

Therefore, we arrived at Fiona's cottage, with me completely unaware of its location, or indeed just how beautiful it was, which it was by the way, I understand that houses like hers are often described as 'chocolate boxes.' Although, I must admit I'm not really sure as to just what the term is meant to represent.

Whether I could see it or not, the fact remained that we'd arrived, and although Fiona undid the chain holding the cuff set to the safety belt, she made no move to unfetter me. So, she had to guide my body out of the car, and into the house. Shutting the door, and the outside world away.

Only then, with the pair of us out of the sight of any prying eyes, did Fiona unshackle me, for she KNEW I wasn't going to resist her desires for me in any way, as well as restoring my sight. "Darling let's undress here, before I take you into my bedroom, and introduce you to my bed. But shall we make it a bit more exciting, I suggest that you remove my clothing whilst I relieve you of yours. One item at a time. Sound good to you, Darling?"

"Yes, fantastic idea Fiona. Yes, I'm well up for that. Shall I make a start?" As I then proceed to remove her leather jacket, an act she responded to by quickly taking of my equivalent item off. We then carried on in the same manner, I'd take of one item of her apparel, after which she'd relieve me of one of mine. Until both of us were left just clad in her respective suspender belts and stockings, which neither of us had any plans or intention to remove. And just like me Fiona had fed her suspenders underneath her panties, making the removal of the latter item a damn sight less complicated. Another sign of how compatible we are, I pleasantly thought to myself.

Anyway, with us now simply adorned within the, albeit totally unofficial 'clothes of sex,' wasn't it time for the action to commence? Not quite yet, for Fiona, very sensible suggested that I visit her 'small room' first. Something I wasn't going to argue with at all, there's nothing like needing to go to toilet at the real top of any list of circumstances which can disturb a good bondage sex session, is there? After I'd done so, Fiona then proceeded to the same room for the same purpose, despite the fact that she'd be able to visit at any time, or so I thought.

Anyway, with that particular task out of the way, for the pair of us, finally Fiona took me by my hand, leading me into her bedroom. Dominated by her large, luxurious bed. Now Fiona's hand reached into her bag again, emerging holding a black satin sheet set, still in its wrapping.

"Give us a hand here please, Darling. Because I intend to capture you in style!" Less than five minutes later, her bed was covered in this delicious material. As was the single pillow which my head would rest upon.

"Onto my bed, please. Then spread yourself out!" Only too happy to obey, I did so instantly, a massive smile upon my face. Partially because of the feel of the satin that I was now lying upon! Suddenly Fiona was standing right next to the bed post near to my left arm. Taking the first pair of cuffs out her bag, soon a series of 'clicks' announced the fact that it surrounded my wrist, tight enough to utterly prevent ANY escape from it, but not too tight to possibly put me in any danger whatsoever. Now she snapped the cuff at the other end around the bed post as, just like she did when she first took me in her car, Fiona then 'double locked' them for exactly the same reason. Giving me a fair degree of reassurance to accompany the excitement that has completely taken over my body.

Fiona then moved down her bed, until she stood right by my left leg, and the post nearest it. Seconds later my ankle was fastened to said post, again with Fiona, double locking it. Yes, you're guessed it, she now moved across to my right-hand side, swiftly she imprisoned my other ankle followed by my final limb, my right arm, in the same totally inescapable, but utterly safe manner. Now I was just where I'd waited all week to be, utterly captured, unable to hardly move let alone escape. I BELONGED to my gorgeous Fiona absolutely.

Not that I could see her for long, because back on went the blindfold. Wow, I had NEVER felt so turned on before, my pussy was wetter than I'd ever dreamed possible let alone been before. I just lay there, purely anticipating the delicious moment when Fiona started to enact her kinky desires upon my completely captured body! With there being NO opportunity of my denying her of said intentions for me. No, I was hers now, she could just what she wanted, just how she wanted and for as long as she wanted to me now, with there being nothing I could do to prevent her, in any way. "Please, Fiona, now you have me, please show me NO mercy!"

It began to occur to me that Fiona was rather taking her time, we'd gone well beyond the period it had taken her last time to fit her strap-on, for instance. Then I heard her voice, she was on her bloody 'phone! "Yes, that's right we're at the cottage, I've already secured Laura to the bed." There was a period when she must have been listening to person on the other end, and then she resumed again. "So, you'll be with us in about another hour then. You'll find the key in the top of the stocking on Laura's left leg. Ciao then!"

Next Fiona lifted, not completely removed note, my blindfold suggesting that this was a temporary state of affairs, as she now withdrew some more pairs of cuffs, snapping a pair around each of her own wrists, double locking them, before giving her own ankles its own accessory too. Having already placed the strap-on into its correct location, Fiona now climbed onto the bed, and kneeling down with her legs almost alongside mine, she locked our ankles together with the cuffs on hers. Double locking them for safety.

Therefore, our bottom ends belonged to each other, and as Fiona bent herself forwards, she gently guided her strap-on home, into my aching pussy. Then she laid her body forward, until her tits rested upon mine, and her lips found my equivalents for a damn good and long snog!

Now she snapped the other end of the pair of cuffs around her left arm around my right. With Fiona again securing them as she'd done with every other pair. But now I began to worry, how would she ensure the final pair could be rendered safe? Especially when she now placed the key into the stocking top of my left leg, just like she'd stated she would on the 'phone. However, I needn't have worried, this highly intelligent girl had that one covered.

A word that I discovered would apply to her eyes, as she now placed the blindfold she'd had resting upon her forehead over them, before her hand worked its way down her face, onto mine before working its way to my own eye covering. Putting it back into position plunging my world back into total darkness once more.

Carefully moving her hand onto my left arm, thereby informing me that she'd not been able to uncover her eyes, it moved down until it had reached my bound wrist. Now came the clever part, instead of snapping that last remaining cuff around my wrist there, as she couldn't double lock it secure, she wrapped it around the chain, linking my left arm to the bed post! Safe, from the point of view of that cuff not over-tightening around my wrist, but totally secure, as it couldn't be pulled away. Genius! Now Fiona's body was utterly secured to mine, and even if indirectly, chained to the bed. Neither of us could possibly escape.

"Ssssh, Darling, in about an hours' time, my sister Rachel will arrive and unlock us, you heard me telling her just where the key was, didn't you!"

"Yes, I did. So, what happens now, Fiona?" As if I didn't know!

"I've an idea. As I'm chained to you, and you're chained to the bed, so now neither of us can leave it, well, we might as well shag each other. HARD! What else can we do?"

With her having explained about her sister's arrival, my fears subsided, and the extreme excitement took over my complete mind, body and pussy again. Difficult for that final organ to not do, as Fiona's strap-on fully filled it. And felt bloody good there, as if it fully belonged in that location, which of course, it did! Therefore, does anybody here think for one moment that I was going to refuse her suggestion? Which, let's face it was ALWAYS going to be the intention here, wasn't it?

****

Rachel Deakins put down her 'phone with a large smile upon her face. Her devious sister, Fiona, had done it again, another conquest, whom she chained to the bed of her country cottage, before cuffing herself to said victim. Naturally proceeding to shag said girl, this latest one being called Laura, as Rachel herself drove over to her sister's house, in order to release the pair of them. Or usually just Fiona, who would then carry on tormenting her captive. Almost always just simply dumping the poor unfortunate, after the weekend, moving on the next victim. Having broken their heart, of course, Rachel chuckled as she was in no doubt this, Laura was it, believed that all her Christmases had come at once. Anyway, I'd better go and do my normal deed, she thought to herself as she climbed into her car, started up and set off on the journey to where her bound sister and her captive awaited her.

About thirty minutes into her journey, Rachel was approaching a large lorry on the inside lane of the stretch of dual carriage road, upon which she was currently driving. However, as Rachel indicated her intentions to switch into the overtaking lane, in order to pass said lorry, what she couldn't see was that this large vehicle was in fact rapidly gaining ground upon another huge commercial vehicle, fast enough in order to cause its driver to wish to overtake the slow mover.

Now what he should have done, is check his rear-view mirror, in order to ascertain whether he could complete such a manoeuvre in safety, but although he did take a look it wasn't a proper one. Therefore, he failed to detect the presence of Rachel's car moving into the outer lane and beginning the process of overtaking with his own vehicle. So, the inevitable occurred. As he pulled outwards to begin his own passing move, his lorry clipped the back of the unfortunate Rachel's car, sending it into an uncontrollable spin, before it crashed into the central reservation barrier.

Rachel wasn't badly hurt, there were no bones broken, in fact she'd sustained no injuries that would be of a lasting nature. However, she had received a bash upon her head, one that had rendered her totally unconscious. She was utterly oblivious therefore, as the members of the Fire Brigade cut open the wreckage of her car, and the Ambulance crew skilfully lifted out her prostrate body. Placing it upon a stretcher, loading her into their own conveyance and driving off to the nearest hospital.

****

After holding her cock fully inserted inside of me for some time, just as I was hoping for, Fiona slowly began to withdraw it, before sliding it back inside, very gently. Then she repeated the cycle at a slightly higher speed, then again, slightly faster yet. Before long she was really pumping me, pounding my body into the satin surface of this bed, that held us both. Sheer heaven, as I began to tell myself that nobody before had ever quite had the positive effect that Fiona was inducing, a largely accurate state of affairs. This girl was simply fantastic, a real sex goddess, and it wasn't long before her 'activities' began to stimulate that most desirable of emotions. No, it wouldn't be long before my climax arrived, and judging by the noises emitted by my companion, maybe it wouldn't just be me that ecstasy fully claimed?

As proved to be the case! Yes, it was TWO full screams that filled the room, as our climaxes arrived almost simultaneously! OK, so I can't speak for Fiona here, you'd need to ask her, but in my case, the dose of ecstasy that completely took over my whole form was the most intense, the most earth-shattering bout of that particular pleasure that I'd ever been subjected to! Waves of sheer joy swept over my bound form, the bondage surely contributing the most outstanding emotions of pure and utter exhilaration, as they did so. Now, like I say, I don't know if Fiona felt the same, but from the oral emissions coming from her orifice, even if this orgasm hadn't been her most outstanding one, which it just might have been, she'd bloody well enjoyed it!

****

"Doctor, are you concerned about the fact that this patient is still unconscious?" A&E Nurse Tina Maddison asked Doctor Jayne Luke, the consultant on duty that day.

"Not really. As far as I can tell, there's no real damage, although she's been shaken up, that's for sure. No, I'm happy for this patient," the Doctor picked up the hospital notes, clocking the name, "Rachel Deakins, to be transferred to a ward now. Be good to allow her to sleep, I'm certain she'll wake up naturally, although it might be some time. Has anybody contacted her family?"