Krista and the Rainy Day
By atfirstdawn

*Mature content warning
*© Keira Morrison/ atfirstdawn 2013


The weather outside was truly abysmal, the dark clouds were thick and it had been raining for hours. Everything outside of Krista’s window looked to be soaked right through, as if it’d never be dry again, it was even difficult to imagine the view from her window as somewhere that could be dry at all; the trees and pavement and road outside had all been darkened by the rain and almost merged with the heavy storm clouds in the distance, the world had been wholly turned into a vision of black and dark grey, it was eerie…

Krista’s bedroom (once an attic that had been refurbished) didn’t fare much better than the world outside. Even though every light in the room had been turned on, the darkness from outside still pervaded the room and overpowered the small meagre bulbs. For Krista, Morgan and myself, being inside would have been just as depressing as being outside were it not for the fun that Morgan and I were having…  

“So what are we going to do with her?” asked Morgan feeling a little spoilt for choice.

“I’ve got absolutely no idea, there is just so much we could do with her. Don’t you agree Krista?”

“Mmmmmpphhh!” replied Krista with a struggling of her shoulders and a flutter of her socked feet.

It had been Morgan’s idea to tie Krista to her computer chair, Krista had had enough rope and tape and cuffs under her desk to tie anyone to anything, in Morgan’s mind it would have been a shame to let it go to waste… the tie had been simple enough but it looked impossible to escape from, in her current predicament Krista had been tied to her wheeled reclining computer chair; her ankles and knees had been tied to her thighs, her thighs had been tied to her chest and her ankles, knees, thighs and chest had been tied to the backrest of her computer chair. We had also balled her hands into fists and wrapped them up in tape, after that we had taped her wrists and forearms down on to the arm-rests of her chair and finished with a large, solid blue ball gag. She looked delicious and adorable with her socked feet and toes hanging over the edge of her chair.

For the last few minutes all Morgan and I had done with Krista was pass her from one side of the room to the other; I was sitting on a small desk beside the window which looked out into the street and Morgan was sitting opposite me on the other side of the room sitting on Krista’s bed.

“Maybe we could take pictures of her and post them on dA?” I said as I pushed Krista back to Morgan with my own socked feet by gently kicking the back of Krista’s chair.

“That’s a good idea, I’d totally do that” said Morgan as she raised her feet and opened her legs to catch Krista as she helplessly approached “But none of us has a camera.”

“Damn.” I replied as I looked around the room for more inspiration.

“At least she doesn’t seem to mind too much, she sounds angry but she isn’t trying that hard to get away…” After that, Morgan lay down on the bed and faced up towards the ceiling in deep thought, her own socked feet began to caress Krista’s legs as continued to think, “Ughh, why is this so hard today? I probably wouldn’t have a problem if it was you in that chair.”

“That’s because I’m easy.” I joked as I watched Morgan’s feet continue to caress Krista's legs and arms and eventually her face.

“Yeah you are, feels weird to have challe-“

“-MMMMMMmmmmmmmmnnnnnnn…. mmm”

Hearing Krista’s long sensuous moan, Morgan sat bolt upright on the bed, her expression changing to shock and confusion to barely contained glee in an instant.

“Oh my god was that what I think it was?” she asked; even though she knew the answer.

“Ha! I think it was!”

“Oh man, what did I do, I totally wasn’t looking.”

“I think I know, pass her here.” I said with a clap and open arms ready to accept her.

With a smile Morgan turned Krista around on her chair and gently kicked her towards me; instead of slowing Krista down with my feet as usual I bent forward and caught her approach with my hands. With her close and in front of me I looked into her eyes looking for signs of ebbing elation, I found it almost instantly; her wide eyes were glistening through the darkness of the dull room. Smiling a leaned back and raised my socked feet to her face… slowly I caressed one of the tight straps of the solid ball gag back and forth with my toes tracing it across her cheek, pressing hard enough so that she could feel it through the thick leather, her eyes fluttered and her body tensed as she inhaled and moaned a sensual moan at the movements of my socked toes on her face.

I kept on smiling and moved my foot from the straps of her gag to her jawline and continued to caress her with my toes. Her breathing was slow and deep, small moans fell from her gag with every movement my socked foot and toes made across her skin. I brought my other foot into play; with my right foot I raised her head by pushing my foot up under her jaw and with my left foot I lovingly brushed her hair behind her ear. Krista whimpered, her eyes closed and moaned into a series of deep rushed breaths…

“Wow… I need to get in on this. Bring her over here and kneel down in front of her.”

Following Morgan’s command, I slid from the small table, kissed the ball gag between Krista’s lips and pushed her over to Morgan. Once there, Morgan wrapped her legs around Krista’s shoulders and gently pulled her head back so that it rested in Morgan’s lap.

I didn’t need to ask Morgan what she had planned as I knelt in front of Krista’s fluttering socked feet which still hung over the edge of her chair, I knew exactly what she was going to do; she was going to heighten Krista’s highs.

I watched Morgan as she covered Krista’s gagged mouth with her hand and then turned my attention to Krista’s helpless socked feet.

Opening my mouth over her feet, I bit down gently on her toes, I heard her moan and bit down harder and continued to do so until her moans grew louder and her foot thrashed hard enough to loosen my mouth’s grip. I looked up at Morgan and smiled before turning my attention to Krista’s other foot; I repeated my actions and bit down on her toes, this time though Morgan had pinched Krista’s nose and kept her hand over her mouth. I raised my hands to Krista’s foot and kept it still enough for me to continue to bite down on. Her moans grew louder and more immediate and more sensual all at the same time as Morgan held her and I bit and licked at her twitching socked toes.

Morgan released her pinch on Krista’s nose, I listened and got drunk on the sound of her deep breaths and helpless overpowering moans.

“Mmm, I think we could do this all day, Krista. Would you like that?” I asked

“Mmppphhh  rrrrmmmmmnnnpphh” replied Krista through a cripplingly long breathless moan.

“That sounded like a yes to me” said Morgan raising her hand to Krista’s nose and pinching it again.

Licking my lips I opened my mouth and listened to Krista fill the room with her elated moans as I bit down once more…