TW: Self-Bondage, forced orgasms, Temperature/Cold Play

When the package arrived, Billie couldn’t have been more excited. She’d been waiting nearly two weeks for her custom order to arrive, and was desperate to try it out for the first time. To make it more special, she’d even abstained from her secret pastime for the past week.

As soon as she got the text that it was delivered, Billie had rushed back to her dorm, nearly ran into the mail room to grab the rather bulky package, and then sprinted up to her room. Billie’s roommate Cherry, unaware of her ‘special’ hobby, wouldn’t be back until the next morning; she was off seeing family or something like that.

Stopping just long enough to make sure the door was locked, Billie kicked off her shoes and tossed the package onto her bed to begin unwrapping. It was rather securely taped shut, so she eventually had to grab a pair of scissors to get it open. As the lid spread and she got her first look…

It was perfect.

Metal bands linked together to form an intricate lattice. It wasn’t a rigid structure; hinges and joints built into it made it adjustable and sizeable. A steel harness, custom designed just for Billie. Every specification set to her exact measurements. It had cost her over a month of her salary from her part-time job at the alchemy counter. Plus a couple of favors as well.

With a deep, excited breath, Billie quickly stripped off her clothes. She had to step into the harness like a pair of shorts, pulling it up her legs. Then came the complicated process of adjusting and locking all of the individual bands into place in just the right order. A few times she had to undo a few steps after realizing she hade made a mistake. Finally, though, it was done.

The metal hugged her curves perfectly. Metal strips decorated her skin, exposing almost everything but keeping her trapped within. Her breasts were circled by the steel but left uncovered. A curved steel plate pressed against her crotch, trapping it within.

But even better than the fit were the small symbols carved into the metal bands. Runes. Runes with a very specific, very exciting enchantment. One Billie was very excited to test out. First, though, she needed to prepare the other component to her fun.

At the bottom of the box was a small dish with a little ring on it. Billie’s harness didn’t have any keyholes. Instead, it was enchanted to unlock when the ring was flipped over. The dish was designed to make that take a little time. Placing the dish on the ground created a magical adhesion, locking it into place. Billie then grabbed a bottle of water and poured it onto the dish. Instantly, the water rose up and then froze in a roughly phallic shape with the ring trapped at the very bottom. To flip the ring, Billie would need to wait for the ice to melt completely.

There was still a last few things for Billie to add to her self-bondage. First, she grabbed a rather ordinary ring gag out of her drawer, buried under piles of clothes to make sure Cherry wouldn’t spot it. She quickly slipped it into her mouth and strapped it in place; Billie pulled it perhaps a notch too tight in her excitement.

Next, she ran a hand across the metal band running up the length of her stomach. The runes carved into it began to glow, and then the glow spread to all of the runes on all of the bands. The enchantment was activated and should kick in after a minute or so. Once it had, the only way to deactivate it was to remove the harness completely.

Finally, the last step in ensuring her helplessness was to place her hands behind her back and click closed the cuffs welded to the back of the harness around them. With her arms now trapped behind her back, Billie’s only ‘hope’ of escape was the ring.

Billie began to tug and squirm inside the harness, basking in the smothering feel of it around her restrained curves. It didn’t take long for the enchantment to kick in. The metal suddenly went cold, feeling like ice against her skin. It was just chilly enough to send shivers through her body, without becoming painful or dangerous. The cold sensitized her nerves, making the pressing of the steel against her even more powerful.

At the same time that the chill set in, the metal plate pressed against her pussy burst into vibrations. Billie gasped into her ring gag as the buzzing immediately kicked her libido into full gear. Everything to this point had been amazing, but this was the moment when her awe and excitement began to turn into lust.

Billie had several long minutes to enjoy her self-captivity, basking in the sensual cold and increasingly potent vibrations. It didn’t take long for her first orgasm to crest and wash over her, gasps bursting through the ring gag and making her happy that Cherry had installed those privacy wards to block sound. The second orgasm comes quicker and louder.

It’s around a half-hour in that Billie starts to suspect something might be wrong. That’s when the first shock occurs, interrupting the otherwise pleasant vibrations. More follow quickly, uncomfortably teasing Billie’s very sensitive pussy. It’s the first sign that something might be wrong, but it brings Billie’s attention to some other worrisome occurrences.

The chilling enchantment and vibrations were both supposed to cycle in intensity, but instead have seemed to ramped up to an unsustainable level and then stayed there. Billie’s beginning to feel the cold in her bones, and while it doesn’t hurt per say, it is very uncomfortable and achy. The vibrations, meanwhile, have increased to a similar spot to the cold, where it’s gone from pleasurable to… well, still pleasurable but in a slightly agonizing way. Almost too much pleasure.

Unsure of exactly what is happening with the harness, Billie makes the decision that its time to start speeding up her retrieval of the ring. Instead of letting the ice melt naturally, Billie waddles over to the phallic tower of ice and positioned her ring-gagged mouth above it. Descending down, she begins to suck and lick at the ice to quicken its melting. The ice is colder, colder even than the chill from the harness, and Billie finds herself not able to suck for too long at once. Still, other than breaks to let her mouth warm up or handle yet another orgasm, Billie keeps up her assault on the ice and knows she must be making progress.

Except she isn’t. Billie couldn’t believe it, but even after what felt like a half-hour of working at the ice, it was the exact same size as it had started. She was sure of it. When she licked it, Billie could feel water coming off the ice, but it wasn’t decreasing in volume at all.

This was the final piece of the puzzle for Billie to realize the truth. The harness and dish must have been tampered with, or perhaps intentionally made faulty by the artificer from which she ordered it. The dish’s enchantment must be preventing the ice from melting, and without being able to get to the ring, she had no way of escaping the harness and its overly strengthened vibrations or chills.

Billie finds herself flopping onto her ass in disbelief, resting her back against her bed. She can already feel the harness building her towards another orgasm; she’s lost count by now, and they are becoming progressively painful as her body is wracked with sensitivity and exhaustion.

In despair, Billie realizes the truth of her situation. She can’t escape the harness, not with how its been sabotaged. Which meant she needed someone to help release her. And because of the privacy wards, Billie had no way of contacting someone for help. Not until Cherry arrived in the morning…

It was going to be a very long night of cold orgasms for Billie...