Part Two
It was the morning after, and like most mornings after you wake up and don't think at all about the day ahead, just the night before. I didn't just think about it, I felt it, shame and embarrassment. I should have said something, anything, moved away pulled back but no I just let it happen.
Last nights experience made me feel weak, vulnerable and pathetic, my body that I already hated had for how it looked, had now gone and betrayed me, it had squirted all over itself at his touches. Worse, it had found a pleasure never known to me before and got to me in a way I never expected possible.
I'd already masturbated to it last night and now in the cold light of day, despite my shame and anger I was already getting wet again and the urge to respond was compelling me to another release. I put my hand down there and started rubbing, in a ridiculously few short moments I orgasmed, I came really hard and buckled in the middle at the peak like I'd been winded.
Now dressed, I ate some breakfast and got the bus to the High Street. Travelling to work I was aware more, everything seemed brighter, louder and more intense.
Suddenly I realised what else I'd done last night, I'd left Stacey at the party, she was going to be so mad at me for that, I didn't have any friends as it was and I'd abandoned the one who showed me kindness.
Stacey came in to the staff room moments after I'd arrived, here it comes I thought, no less than you deserve you stupid idiot I told myself.
"You made a sharp exit last night, everything alright?"
"Yeah, sorry I didn't feel too good, that drink went straight to my head I got dizzy"
"How are you now? Ok? I wasn't far behind you"
her voice now lowered and I had to lean in to hear her,
"I got talking to Neil and Steven and a few drinks later we all left and went back to the flat together"
"What!" I said in that sort of loud quiet way that people do
"They gave me a right good time V, they asked about you too, where you were and if you had a boyfriend and all"
Neil and Steve are brothers, well, twins actually, it's not easy to tell them apart. They are older than me and Stacey, mid thirties I'd guess, both fit and handsome blokes and they share a place together just on the edge of town.
"Wait what, you spent the night with both of them?"
"They really took care of me" she said "It was an amazing night, they want us to go round tomorrow night, both of us, for a few drinks and to head out as a group, I reckon one of them has his eye on you"
Relieved and shocked in equal measure that my only friend hadn't it seemed fallen out with me, but had instead possible slept with two guys at the same time and now wanted to rope me in on the act. She's making this up I told myself.
"I dunno Stacey, its you they like not me, can you really see us going out on a double date", I paused before speaking again and said "besides I've sort of met someone" as the words left my lips I screamed at myself in my mind - MET SOMEONE, FUCKING MET SOMEONE, I was pinned like a rag doll and toyed, owned by Leonard in a fucking cupboard like a cheap cut of meat.
My face flushed with blood, rage, Stacey clearly could see my colour change but she didn't know why, she thought I was just being shy and blushing at the suggestion of a double date.
"Don't be a scaredy-cat, you don't need to make stuff up, it's just a few beers, you don't have to drink anything if you don't want just come out with me and relax for a bit"
I'd gone from thinking I was going to loose my only friend to now feeling obliged to go out with her and one of these twins, goodness knows which one, I wasn't sure if I even really liked them but I didn't want to get dropped by Stacey, so I agreed.
Leonard was off that day, another stock floor worker had come up with a pallet of items for the shelves and displays, when I plucked up the courage to ask he replied "he's not back till next week, he's gone away, somewhere hot probably the lucky bugger".
Again totally confused by emotions I breathed a sigh of relief that I might get through this double date and not have to risk pushing Leonard away even though he treated me badly, he showed a sexual interest in me, made me feel the most alive I've felt and clearly knew his way around a woman's body.
Fear of letting people down was now becoming a feature of my personality.
Double date night came round way too fast. Stacey came round to my parents house and we got ready together, she was really great with make up and always looked so glamorous.
"Stacey, what are we doing tonight, are they taking us out somewhere, drinks, dinner or maybe the movies?"
"Not sure, let's just meet them and see where it goes" Stacey replied while adjusting her lipstick in the mirror.
Her self confidence seemed so different to mine, I couldn't help but notice her lips as she pouted in the mirror, they looked so full and soft, I bet men could fall in love kissing those lips alone.
Stacey bought out a small bottle of gin from her purse, "here, this'll take the edge of those nerves for you", I wasn't sure I should, but I also really wanted to feel more relaxed, I was so uptight.
By the time we arrived at the other side of town we'd drank the bottle and I felt like a glow was emanating from me. Neil and Steve shared a detached country cottage, just off a track down a farm lane, Stacey said she thought they inherited it from family and lived there alone.
Stacey went in first and I followed, they didn't look dressed for a night out at all, they showed us in to the living room where a log burner crackled, this room was really warm, we took our coats off and sat on the sofa.
One of the twins opened up the log burner doors and threw something on the fire "some dried lavender and pine cones, this will smell nice, you two can relax for a bit, drinks?" We were given large glasses of white wine and they told us they would get ready and be back downstairs soon.
The fire raged and sent a sweet perfume in to the air. It felt like the room was getting really hot, or maybe it was just me as the fire had been dying back for a while now.
I was melting back into the sofa and my muscles were getting weaker. I said to Stacey "I'm not sure I'm feeling well, I think I need to get home".
Expecting Stacey to talk me out of leaving she didn't, but said "yeah my skin is feeling all tingly".
I went to stand up and my legs didn't do anything, at that point Staceys glass tipped from her hand into her lap and spilled wine all over her crotch.
She tried to say something but it just didn't come out.
I was frozen, I couldn't lift my arms or legs or speak. Even though I was wide awake my body wouldn't respond to my mind telling it to move, I could barely turn my head, I could see and hear everything just fine, it was like a dream.
"Right then ladies" one of the twins said as he came into the room and opened the windows. "You should be feeling relaxed by now, let's have some fun shall we?".
What the hell did that mean, it didn't sound good and he could clearly see that we weren't moving or speaking, Stacey made some noise but it wasn't audible.
In front of us was a footstool, sort of storage unit, square, padded and quilted on the top and fairly large. He opened it up and I could see loads of leather straps and metal hoop shapes inside, he pulled out a section of straps and closed the lid.
His brother came across and together they went to Stacey and began moving her forward off the sofa, one arm under each of hers they placed her face down on the footstool and started taking her clothes off her.
The more I struggled to move or speak the less strength I had, I moved my right hand about an inch but that was it, I was paralysed.
Stacey was now completely naked in front of me, she was sideways to where I was sat on the sofa, like I had front row seats to a show about to start.
They put a large leather strap over her back and under the footstool it looked like a thick wide belt and buckled her down, they then took the metal hoops which I could see were handcuffs and cuffed her wrists behind her back, they splayed her legs apart and tied her ankles out wide to the wooden legs of the footstool.
Face down, backside raised up and completely exposed, one of the brothers took the remaining leather bundle and began working it around Staceys neck and head, it fitted under her chin and around her forehead, it looked like a harness of some kind with a metal loop at the top, once in place they pulled a metal rod from behind the sofa and attached one end to the loop on the top of the harness lifting her head up and back, the other end of the rod to the metal light fitting on the ceiling.
One of the brothers took a small vile of something from his pocket and waved it under Staceys nose, she instantly thrashed about and made muffled screams, her body wasn't moving anywhere against those restraints but her head could move a couple of inches side to side, she tried to turn to look at me and I could see her mouth was held wide open with a metal circle pressed inside behind her teeth, her tongue kept coming out trying to stop her mouth from spilling saliva out on to her chin.
I was terrified, unable to move and desperate to get me and my friend out of here. The twins both got undressed, slowly like they were in no rush at all.
They put a record on in the background and one of them got a tube of something from the dresser in the corner and started working the contents in and around Stacey's backside as she continued to fight against the cuffs and the straps, it was clearly pointless, she was utterly held in place.