After breakfast, the two of them got dressed and headed out. It had stopped snowing, but it was still so cold that what was already there wouldn't melt. The streets were slippery and the women walked slowly as to not slip and fall. Thoughts were rushing through Jane's head. Once they got to Amy's apartment, she was all hers. She promised. What would she do with her, how and where? Jane always wanted to have her to herself like that but whenever she got the chance, she couldn't think of anything. Lost in thought, she didn't notice the amused looks of the girl whose hand she was holding.

Claire's sleepiness had quickly disappeared when an idea had struck her. Suddenly filled with fresh enthusiasm, she had guided Mia to her spot on the kitchen table.
"I already had breakfast, you know. I don't need to..." She stopped as her hands were pulled behind her back and pressed against the back of the chair. She realized now what her girlfriend was doing.
"Wait, again? I barely had time to recover from yesterday."
"No complaints.", Claire grinned, "Tell you what just let me have this and for the rest of the weekend, everything is up to you."
Mia nodded. There wasn't much point in talking back to her now. Her wrists were bound, her ankles tied against the legs of the chair. When Claire left, presumably to get more rope, the blonde moved against the bonds, even though she knew it would be pointless. It was uncomfortable but it could probably have been worse. Mia secretly wished she had at least already gotten dressed. All she had were fresh panties and a thin, white shirt. Steps came from behind her and soon enough, another rope was wrapped around her body below her breasts, forcing her back against the wooden furniture.
"What now?", she asked curiously. She didn't receive a verbal answer, instead the same blindfold from the day before was tied over her eyes and a second later, she felt a weight on her lap, warm skin snuggling against hers.

The door was shut, their coats and boots left in the hallway. Amy's apartment, which she shared with a roommate who was conveniently out of town, wasn't fancy but well out of Jane's own current price range. The rooms were small but comfortable, except for Amy's bedroom. It was the most comfortable of all the rooms but it wasn't exactly small either. The bed was big enough for two, though even when Jane spent the night, they barely needed the extra space, and her roommate had a bed of her own on the other side of the hallway. There was only one small window, covered by red curtains that were almost always closed, dimming the light. There were wardrobes and shelves, but right now a far more subtle thing was far more important. The ceiling wasn't very high up and at multiple spots, there were loops drilled into it. No one would notice unless it was brought to their attention and even if they did, it was easy to explain away. But they were a central piece to the games Amy liked to play in this room.
Said owner of the apartment now stood in the middle of the room, undressed except for her frilly underwear and high heels, her hair tied in a bun. Leather cuffs were attached to her wrists, which in turn were securely attached to one of the loops with chains. The chains were pulled high enough to have her stretch her arms, but without having her lose contact with the floor. She was facing the wall, back turned towards the door.
Amy's usual victim, the slightly taller Jane, was walking around her, eying her usual tormentor. She was dressed in her normal top, but had taken the liberty to change into hot pants and heeled knee-high boots for the occasion. Several utensils lay on the bed, ready for use.
Jane finally finished her inspection and walked past the white-haired woman, slapping her butt while doing so, getting a surprised yelp from the half-naked girl.
"Oh, yeah, that's it.", Amy then purred, "I've been a bad girl, punish me~"
"Shut up, I decide what to do with you.", Jane deadpanned.
She stroke her captive's belly with one, and the skin just below her breast with the other hand, looking into the red eyes, smiling contently.
"Let's see... I guess I'll take my time with you.", she said calmly, brushing past Amy's left breast as she stepped behind her again, heading towards the bed to take one of the utensils.
Amy didn't try to look over her shoulder. Her arm was in the way anyway and getting surprised was much more exciting. She felt Jane's cold hands on her skin, making their way towards her chest. She bit her lip and closed her eyes as the hands crawled under her bra, pinching and twisting her nipples.
"Mmmh~", Amy moaned with a whisper, "Yeah, this is it..." She felt the breath of the other girl on her neck as she was silence by a hiss. The bra was pulled up, exposing her chest to the cold air in the room. Apparently Jane had messed with the thermostat for it was much colder than it should be. As metal clamps were attached to her hard nipples, a single weight pulling on both, she gasped at the slight pain, shifting her weight on one leg, slightly raising the other, grabbing and pulling on the chains to no avail.
Jane headed back towards the bed, making two quick steps to stand behind Amy again, reach down and grab her slightly raised ankle, raising it even more. For a short moment, Amy lost balance and staggered, making the weight on her nipples swing a bit.
"Hold on, what are you doing now?" As an answer, she felt rope being wrapped around her leg, pulling her ankle tightly against her thigh. Jane pulled on the rope to make sure it was tight enough, making Amy stagger again.
"Wait, Jane, that hurts!"
"It's supposed to." Jane couldn't suppress a grin as she yanked on the rope, making it even tighter.
Amy, now more or less balancing on one leg, with the help of the chains on her wrists, tried to get used to the pose and especially not to move to much, which only increased the pull the weight had on her nipples.
"Just one more thing and I'll leave you for a moment."
"What do you mean you'll leave me?" Now actively trying to see what Jane was getting, Amy's voice started to sound panicked. She had only been at the receiving end of such sessions a few times, and every time it had been very basic and simple, relaxing bondage. Ropes and handcuffs, sometimes a gag. This was something completely different.
Jane stepped behind her again, ever so slightly pulling on the weight.
"Don't talk back to me. You're all mine, that's what you promised me. I do whatever I want."
Something was pushed into one of the ropes on her thigh. it wasn't cold. Probably plastic. Amy looked down best she could.
"Oh no, really?"
After securing the remote, Jane took the vibrator, attached to it with a cord, pulled the panties aside and inserted it.
"You little slut.", Jane said teasingly, "You're already all wet." She pushed the vibrator deeper inside with two of her fingers, before pulling the panties back into place.
"I'll be back in a couple minutes." Jane casually took off Amy's glasses, placing a blindfold over her eyes instead. "Don't you dare to cum before I get back, you got that?" A simple nod was the only answer. Jane put the vibrator on the first setting. "You got that!?"
"Yes!", Amy yelped in surprise.
"Yes, who!?", Jane demanded to know, increasing the intensity.
"Yes, mistress!" Jane grinned.
"That's my girl." She kissed her pet on the forehead before heading out the door, leaving her alone in the cold room.