Jenny woke up the next morning with an ache in her jaw and elbow. The longest she had ever worn her ballgag before was about two hours, and checking the clock it was now going on about 15. She was still dressed in the leotard, long leather gloves and her knee high boots and her feet were also cramping from wearing them overnight. Remembering her current situation, she squeezed her eyes shut, cursing herself again at the ridiculous mistake that she had made last night when she had tried to do some self bondage when May, her roommate, had gone out to the movies with her boyfriend. However they had come home early and the key had been discovered in the kitchen where Jenny had left it. Now she was stuck in her bondage until May came over to free her as one of the two now possessed her key to freedom.
Rolling over on the bed, she swung her bound legs over the edge, grunting as her handcuffs tugged on her crotch rope creating another wave of pleasure which was relatively unwelcome at this point. Trying to figure out her options, the decision was made for her when there was a knock on her door. “Jenny? You awake?” May’s voice called.
Feeling a sense of dread settle in, Jenny took a deep breath around her gag and hopped towards the door. It was slow but she eventually got there and worked the handle with her cuffed hands before opening it up and seeing her roommate standing on the other side. May was dressed to go out, in thick lug sole boots, jeans, tshirt, and cardigan. Her mouth was opened to say good morning and she froze as she saw her roommate, dressed in a spandex leotard, leather boots and gloves with ropes binding her legs and her hands handcuffed behind her. The rubber ballgag strapped between her lips rendered her mute, so Jenny could only stare back at her roommate. “Holy shit.” May breathed. “Jenny what is this, did you do this to yourself?”
Jenny blushed and nodded, realizing with a start that May hadn’t freaked out that much at seeing her roommate in bondage. Noticing the cuffs around Jenny’s wrists, May held up the key in her hand. “I take it this is what the key is for?”
Jenny nodded again, eager to be freed from her bondage. She half turned to present her wrists to May, but instead she heard the click of the camera app and whirled, seeing May with her phone out snapping pictures of her bound and gagged. “Mmmmmrrrr?”
Her roommate grinned before pushing past her into her room, leaving Jenny to hop after her. Jenny’s bondage collection was still on the ground, spilling out of the duffle bag from last night and May knelt down to inspect some of the items. “Well Jenny, since you are into this stuff and I now have some pictures of you that I’m sure you wouldn’t want to be all over your Insta, let’s make a deal.”
Jenny froze, realizing that May was practically blackmailing her but given that she was still bound and gagged, she wasn’t much in a position to argue. “Tonight, after classes, you’re going to come back here and dress up like this. Then you will tie yourself up, using whatever you see fit, and you will be mine tonight. Understood?”
Seeing Jenny’s hesitation, May pulled her phone back out and flipped to the pictures that she had taken. “Well Jen? What will it be?”
Jenny was doing her best to hide the fact that she was very turned on by seeing herself on the phone screen with her arms behind her, the ballgag distending her face, and wide pleading eyes. The whole blackmailing situation was also turning her on and she nodded her head in agreement. May’s face split into a wide grin. “Excellent. I expect you to be kneeling at my door tonight.”
With that, May walked behind Jenny and undid her cuffs, letting them drop to the floor. “I’ll see you later.” She said, blowing her a kiss as she left the room and the apartment door closed behind her.
Jenny stood motionless for a minute, processing everything before she sat down on the edge of the bed and unbuckling the ballgag. The rubber ball came out of her mouth with a plop and saliva ran down her chin as she dropped it onto the bed beside her. She also undid the leg ropes and unzipped her boots, massaging her body. Looking at the clock, she still had an hour before class and sighed to herself. She sighed. Despite her soreness, she was definitely looking forward to tonight, wondering what Amy would have in store for her and it was going to be in her mind all throughout her classes. Stripping out of the leotard and gloves, she padded into the shower, hoping the hot water would relieve some of her soreness and distract her for the time being.
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Throughout nearly a full day of classes, Jenny was completely unable to concentrate on anything any of her professors said. She effectively ran out of her last class of the day and headed back to her apartment, her rapid footsteps on the pavement carrying her closer and closer as the anticipation built inside of her. She fumbled with her keys at the door, kicking off her shoes as she entered and saw that May’s door was closed with no light. She wasn’t home, so she had some time. Jenny tossed her backpack onto the bed, taking a moment to look down at the various bondage items that she had gathered. It filled her with glee, knowing that in a few hours someone else would finally be using it on her.
She hurriedly threw something in the microwave to eat and then went back to her room, watching Youtube and playing around with some of her bondage toys for the next hour. Then she heard the apartment door open and close and her heartbeat quickened, knowing that now was the time to get going. She dressed once again in the spandex leotard, drawing the gloves up her arms and zipping up her boots. Knowing she had to walk over to May’s door, she opted for leg irons instead that she snapped around her booted ankles. A ten inch chain kept her steps short, but still walkable. Jenny brought her red ballgag back up to her mouth, letting out a quiet moan as it snapped into place behind her teeth and was strapped in place.
Choosing not to add a crotch rope this time, it was relatively easy for Jenny to cuff her hands behind her back and stand up to check herself out in the mirror. She was once again a vision of black leather and shiny silver metal, with a red rubber ball fit between her teeth. She was also now completely trapped, as May had kept the handcuff key with her from this morning.
Taking small, careful steps towards her door, she began the slow trek towards May’s room. It took her a couple minutes to get there, opening the door and crossing the kitchen before she awkwardly knelt down to get on her knees in front of May’s door. Without her hands, she found it quite difficult and was unable to prevent her knees from hitting the ground hard. Wincing, she adjusted herself before reaching around her body to knock on the door and then set back and waited.
The next few minutes waiting was agonizing to Jenny, even though she knew May was probably making her wait on purpose. Soon, she felt the click of heels on the floor approaching the doorway and the door opened up. If Jenny’s mouth wasn’t already propped open with a ballgag, her jaw would’ve hit the floor as her gaze went up from the ground to May’s smiling face. Starting from the bottom were stiletto high heeled black leather thigh boots, then a short leather miniskirt. A black leather corset top teased her breasts and short black leather gloves were on her hands. With her brown hair pulled back in a ponytail and thick makeup, she looked every part the confident dominatrix. Seeing her roommate’s expression, May grinned. “You’re not the only one hiding something, you like what you see?”
Jenny gave an enthusiastic nod, still trying to comprehend what her roommate was outfitted with as May pulled out a coil of rope from behind her that Jenny recognized as being from her bondage kit. May walked around her, her heels clicking loudly before she knelt down and undid Jenny’s handcuffs. As May wound rope around her wrists, securing them far better than she could ever have done in self-bondage, Jenny couldn’t help but feel a little giddy inside. A happy mistake of leaving a key out and an interrupted date led to a bondage experience that was absolutely blissful for her, and an escape from her normal self-bondage.