“Are you sure this isn’t too intense for her?” 

Christina looked a little worried at the spreadeagle form of her roommate on her bed. Three weeks ago after a robber had broken into her apartment when she had been getting ready to go to class and had tied her up with her own bondage gear. Then her roommate had stumbled into things and gotten her first involuntary bondage experience as Christina’s gear was put to use binding her into a leather cuff hogtie. She had been muzzled with one of Christina’s ballgags and then Nicholas’s arrival had scared off the man and saved them both. 

Crystal had admittedly taken things quite in stride and hadn’t made fun of Christina about it, but she had approached her last week about trying it out in a much safer environment and Christina had obliged and helped set up a session with Nicholas. Now they both looked down at her shorter roommate, tied spreadeagle down to the bed with the leather cuffs chained to the four corners. The same black ballgag filled her mouth and a padded blindfold and earplugs completed her bondage keeping Crystal stuck in her own little world as she occasionally strained and pulled at the cuffs keeping her prisoner. 

Christina knew from experience that it was much more thrilling when your senses were cut off and you could only feel your bondage, but at the same time it seemed like a lot for a first-timer. “She’s a tough one, you know that. And flexible.” 

Being a dancer, Crystal had no problems when it came to flexibility. She’d even chosen to wear the same clothes from that fateful day: a cropped leather jacket, cropped white top, black leather skirt, and chunky black boots. “If anything, the hogtie she was put in the first time was more severe than this.” 

He was interrupted by the clinking of chains as Crystal tugged against her bonds and moaned into the ballgag. With her senses cut off, she had no idea the couple were even standing there watching her struggle through her second ever bondage experience. “I guess you’re right.” Christina conceded. “Still she’s taking it quite well.” 

The timer counting down on her desk showed there was still an hour to go. She had requested 90 minutes of time so the plan was to leave her until the clock ran out or if she tapped the bell on the bed with her. “Why don’t we get you all secured while we wait.” Nicholas said as he ran a hand down her chest. 

He held out a hand and Christina took it as he led her out into the main room of the apartment where the rest of Christina’s gear was laid out on the couch. They’d given Crystal a rundown of all the gear Christina and Nicholas had between them, explaining the purpose and what each item did. She’d been rather intrigued by the handcuffs and muzzle gag, which were the two items that Nicholas held up for Christina. She had switched to an outfit of thigh high black leather boots with a sizable heel, black leather miniskirt, and a black tube top to get into a more dominant feeling as she helped tie up Crystal, but now the dominant was going to have the tables turned on her. A shudder ran through her as she turned and presented her arms, allowing Nicholas to click the cold metal bracelets around each of her wrists. “I should’ve worn gloves.” She noted. 

“Some opera length leather gloves would’ve looked real sexy.” Nicholas said as he took a second set of handcuffs and knelt down at her ankles and snapped the cuffs over her boots.

They actually didn’t own any leg irons, so Christina had to work with the short three inch chain that severely limited her steps. With the muzzle panelgag in hand, he stood in front of her and kissed her deeply. That quickly turned into a bit out of a makeout session for a couple of minutes before he finally brought up the gag. Opening her mouth to accept the ball on the inside of the panel, Nicholas got to work buckling all of the straps to secure the muzzle onto his girlfriend. 

Christina moaned behind the panel, watching as Nicholas worked with a length of chain they had recently purchased at a hardware store. With a couple of padlocks he connected her handcuff chain to the chain of the set around her ankles. Now it felt like she was in a prisoner transport in a sense. The rattling of chains from the next room grabbed their attention. “I’ll check on her, one second.” Nicholas kissed her cheek before walking into the bedroom to check on Crystal. 

Christina watched him go and rattled her own chains as a bit of a distraction but soon he was out of sight around the corner leaving Christina alone. She looked down at her bondage, noting how the cuffs were secured around her booted ankles and feeling around with her hands knew there was no escape coming her way. Not that she ever wanted to escape when Nicholas tied her up. She wondered if Crystal would take to bondage like she did. It would be nice to have someone else that’ll get tied up with her, but then it was probably getting into Nicholas keeping two slave territory, an apartment of girls in bondage that cater to his every whim. He wasn’t into that, but despite being able to spend days in chains serving him Christina realized it didn’t appeal that much to her either. 

She glanced behind her at the handcuffs settled against her leather clad butt and sighed. As nice as it would be, maybe it would be best to keep the bondage between her and Nicholas. It was more intimate that way.

She was pulled out of her musings by Nicholas reappearing and lifting her chin up to look at him. “This is a nice look.” He teased. “Maybe I’ll dress you up as a secretary and you’ll do your homework like this.”

Christina had done some homework before while in bondage, but the muzzle prevented her from admitting that to her boyfriend as he began to run his hands over her body. Pulling her down onto the couch with him, he planted a kiss on the panel of her muzzlegag before she lost himself in his arms. The rattling of chains only added to the crescendo of noise building as she moaned behind her gag, her skirt hiking up and her tube top also being pulled up at one point before the alarm began to blare in the next room. “An hour already?” Nicholas asked as he helped Christina fix her top and skirt, given she was unable to do so chained up. “Alright, let’s get you out of the chains.” He said, sounding disappointed. “Then Crystal out of hers.”