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Subject: PLK 4F Roxanne in Pubioshment Bondage
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PLK 4F
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Roxanne, without a word, began undressing. She
was a little nervous with Annette watching her every
move, but she usually did not mind undressing in
front of another woman. She had done it in gym class
a dozen times.
She stripped off her top and jeans, and was left
in her panties, then she took the nightgown and put
it over her head to put it on. It was smooth and
silky and it felt good against her skin. It fit very
well around her waist and she smoothed it correctly
around her breasts. The wrist-cuffs were untied and
when it was evident that she could not tie them
easily herself, she proffered them to Annette, who
tied each one in a firm bow-tie.
"Give me a hug to show me you forgive me for
your night in bondage," said Annette, and Roxanne
hugged her. The nightgown and hugging Annette were
very sensuous for Roxanne, and she had begun to be a
little excited. Annette picked up the handcuffs, and
motioned that Roxanne turn around. Roxanne, knowing
the drill, turned and folded her wrists behind her
back and lifted them up for Annette's pleasure.
Annette took each wrist, pulled up slightly, forcing
Roxanne to bend over more, and clasped each one in
handcuffs just below the tied wristlets of her
nightgown. She left them a bit loose, but they were
on firmly so that they fell to the correct place just
above her handbone. "OK, sit down on the bed," said
Annette, as she reached for the leg irons. She
clasped each one carefully and double locked them.
Leg irons do not need to be tight to be effective.
In fact, if they are too tight, walking can be
impossible, and Roxanne had yet to make it back to
her room. "These handcuffs and leg irons are keyed
alike. Like I said, when I go to church tomorrow
morning, I will slip the key under your door so you
can let yourself loose. Now, open wide."
The 1 3/4 inch ball had already been prepared
for the next user by being wrapped in Saran Wrap.
Annette took it, and Roxanne opened for its
insertion, but before Annette thrust it in, she took
advantage of Roxanne's relaxed mouth and handcuffed
state to steal a short open-mouthed kiss. After the
kiss, she inserted the ball, adjusted Roxanne's hair
and buckled the strap at the nape of her neck. She
looked at the positioning of the ball, then
readjusted the strap one notch tighter. She seemed
to work on the gag a bit longer than Roxanne thought
necessary, but Roxanne, concerned with her overall
state of bondage, did not really give it a second
thought.
The ball was not too bad for Roxanne. She had
spent hours gagged that day, and a lot of time was
with a larger ball. She began to test her bonds.
She was pretty well done up by this beautiful Latin
sister of hers. She wondered if she should have gone
into the TV room at all. She had to go to Church
herself the following morning, but she usually went
to the 11:00 service so she theoretically could have
plenty of time to escape and change.
She was not too worried about Kathy. She might
be able to undo Kathy's gag for the night, but Kathy
would have to remain in the rest of the bondage in
which she had placed her. She had intended to give
her a bit more freedom for the rest of the night, but
that would obviously be difficult now. Maybe she
would sleep in the same bed with her, to keep her
company. She was taken from her thoughts by Annette
pulling her to a standing position. "I don't think
that there will be anyone in the hall, but just in
case, I'm putting a jacket over your shoulders and a
pillowcase over your head," she informed the helpless
Roxanne. It was fine with her. She couldn't get to
a much more bound state.
Annette took Roxanne's room keys out of the
pocket of her jeans, threw a coat over the shoulders
of her handcuffed sister, then bagged her head with
the pillowcase and tied a rope around her neck.
Roxanne could hear the door opening, and she was
pulled outside. Annette held her left arm firmly and
pulled up, much the way Ron had lead her about. She
went slowly in deference to Roxanne's leg irons.
After a turn in the corner, Roxanne knew that they
were at her room. Annette removed the case and the
jacket. The interior of the room was dark, and
neither could see Kathy's plastic-bound body.
Annette took Roxanne's gagged face in her hands, and
gave her a firm kiss near the gag. She threw the
room key into the room, pushed Roxanne gently in, and
shut the door behind her.
Roxanne stood for a moment bound in the
darkness.
It did not seem that Kathy had noticed that she
had come in, and Roxanne thought that Kathy had
actually gotten to sleep in her bonds. Then Kathy
began to rustle in her plastic. She laboriously
turned over, and saw Roxanne standing there in the
dark, but could not really gather that Roxanne also
was in bonds and gagged.
She grunted softly as Roxanne made her way over
and sat on the side of Kathy's bed. In the dim light
from outside, Roxanne's gag become visible to Kathy,
and the clinking of her leg irons were therefore
explained. Kathy, startled, moved away as best she
could, but Roxanne, turning her back, stretched our
her arms as if to remove Kathy's gag. She had put it
on tightly, but she was able to pull the sash down
over Kathy's chin, which made it possible to Kathy to
eject the plastic wad which Roxanne had inserted.
"My God, Roxanne, how did you wind up in this
predicament! Were a fine pair, both bound and gagged
for the night!" exclaimed Kathy.
"Mmm mmst m mmeet," attempted Roxanne.
"Well, I guess your gag is pretty effective. If
you can get off some of this sweaty plastic from
around my hands back here, I might be able to undo
it."
Roxanne scooched around between Kathy and the
wall and began to tug on the plastic that covered
Kathy's wrists which were anchored through her
middle. Roxanne noted that Kathy had not asked to be
untethered or to have the crotch strap removed.
Kathy was wet with perspiration underneath the
plastic bag. Then, in a difficult position, Roxanne
bent her head down to Kathy's anchored hands to be
ungagged.
(c) 1997 Felix Dartmouth
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