Mercedes LeBlanc was an angel.

There was simply no other way to describe the lovely university student, or at least no other term that so effectively conveyed the beauty, intelligence and grace that so defined her. From her very first glimpse of the tall, willowy blonde striding across campus at the beginning of term, Rebecca Markham had been stricken, the memory of her many past failed relationships and futile pursuits vanishing like ashes on the wind. That Professor Stevenson’s insane class exercises had given her the opportunity to meet Mercedes in person was a blessing from heaven, that the beautiful blonde had accepted her affections even more so.

That she too was interested in bondage? That was a gift beyond all measure, and Rebecca felt the devil in her as she hungrily examined her lover, blue eyes tracing over pale skin and perfect curves… not to mention the ropes pinioning her limbs. Outside, the mountain shuddered from the fury of the storm, sheeting rain pounding down on the Markham family lodge and rendering everything beyond a few feet invisible in the downpour, yet Rebecca barely noticed, the pounding of her heart at her breast drowning out the thunder, her universe centered on the axis of Mercedes’ naked glory. Gingerly, she reached out to cup a perfect breast, the groan of pleasure that sounded from behind the ball gag spurring her desires even higher and sending a wicked smile crossing her lips. “Are you enjoying yourself, my angel?”

“Mmmppgghh…” Mercedes moaned eagerly, head jerking towards the sound of her lover’s voice. Once again, the two young women only made it into the living room of the Markham family lodge before succumbing to their pleasures, and now, the beautiful blonde knelt on the carpet before the fireplace, bound and gagged and naked as a new-laid egg. Ropes kept her arms locked behind her back at the wrists and elbows, in the process pulling her shoulders back and thrusting her breasts forward, while her long legs were left frogtied, preventing her from standing, and giving Rebecca access to her most intimate areas in the process. Every groan and cry was left stifled thanks to the great ball gag wedged tightly in her mouth, and a shaped leather blindfold completed her bondage, shrouding her beautiful blue eyes and leaving her helpless to know from which angle the next groping hand would come. With her long golden locks streaming down to the small of her back, she truly did look angelic, and Rebecca made her approval known by kneeling down behind the other woman, deft fingers sliding down her stomach. “Mmmmpgggghhh!”

“Ohh, I think you are,” Rebecca crooned, planting gentle kisses along the curve of her lover’s neck, even as her hands continued their downwards journey. A devilish notion came over her, and she leaned forward so that her warm breath tickled Mercedes’ ear. “Maybe I should take a video for the rest of the Bondage Club to enjoy? I bet they’d love seeing you like this…”

“Mmmppggh? MMMPGGGHH!” came the blonde’s protests, kicking off fresh struggles.

Rebecca smirked. “Just kidding, angel, I’d never do something like that without your permission. Besides…” The brunette’s hands caressed the soft skin of Mercedes’ thighs before moving inward towards their target, feeling the other woman tremble with desire beneath them. “I have no intention of sharing you with anyone. You’re mine, my angel. Every inch. Every curve.” A finger curled, and Mercedes went rigid, a whine of pleasure seeping past the rubber sphere. “Every last bit of you.”

“Mmmmpgggghh, grrrnnnhh!” There was no disguising the blonde’s pleasure now, hips bucking frantically.

“Easy, easy,” Rebecca chided her. “We have time. After all, with classes cancelled and the roads closed because of the storm, it’s not like we’re going anywhere, now are we?”

As if to punctuate that statement, a fresh cloudburst hammered down to rattle against the great bay window, and the brunette smiled. Yes, a part of her would love to stay here forever, just the two of them, with all the troubles of the world left behind, and she couldn’t help but moan herself as a new devilish thought came to mind, of Mercedes as her bound and obedient slave, the blonde’s days and nights utterly devoted to her pleasures… Impossible, to be sure, for Mercedes was a scholar at heart, and would never give up her education for anything, herself included. Even so… Another motion sent her angel crying out in ecstasy, the sound washing away all doubt. They were together now, happy and in love, and that was all that mattered.

And if Mercedes ever needed a devil in her life, she knew exactly who to ask…