Karen loved her bondage games with Georgia.  They have been lovers for 3 years now, and nearly every day, Karen was bound in some way.  Sometimes just a simple pair of handcuffs, with the key in Georgia's pocket, kept away from Karen.  Other times, complete immobilization, with no possible escape.

Today was different, because Karen did not get put into bondage willingly.  Well, that is a lie, since if asked, she would have volunteered anyway, but Georgia had spiked her drink.  Not a lot, but enough to make Karen lose all ability to move.  Karen willed every part of her body to do something, but not even a pinky finger would wiggle.  Karen was fully conscious, and could see in the direction her head was facing, which at this moment was face down into the plush bedroom carpet.

Georgia was talking to Karen, and Karen listened with excitement and a little fear, since she had never been drugged before.  Georgia said, "This is where the fun starts my love.  You are to be enclosed in multiple layers of pantyhose.  Yes, I know you think your ultra-flexible body can wiggle out of these nylons, but I have a surprise for you.  After I am finished wrapping you up, the only way you will get free is if you can find your way downstairs to the living room, where I will be waiting to release you.  I will not close any doors or block your way at all – that would be cheating.  But, I think that after you regain the ability to move, you will find this is the most extreme bondage you have ever experienced!"  With that, Georgia began the process of encapsulating her lover.

Pulling a large bag from the closet, Georgia dumped the contents on the floor at Karen's feet, not that Karen would have known anyway.  There were so many crotchless tights in the pile, all black in color, Georgia did not know how many there were, but she decided to use every pair!  Getting one leg of the tights down to a roll made starting that leg of the tights up both of Karen's legs very easy.  Georgia pulled, twisted, and rolled Karen's limp body side to side, whatever it took to get the one leg pulled up her whole body so that the other leg was dangling along Karen's back.  Working quickly, Georgia moved Karen's arms into the other leg, pulling the waistband over Karen's head and worked the waistband down her torso until it was just above Karen's bellybutton.  This made a cute circle of fabric right above her tummy.  Satisfied where the waistband was, Georgia took the toe of the tights that was around Karen's hands and pulled as hard as she could.  This caused the leg to stretch and shrink tightly around Georgia's very flexible arms.  Once Georgia pulled as much as the stretchy fabric down Karen's arms as she could, Georgia began wrapping the fabric around Karen's wrists like rope.  Using the stretchy fabric to its extreme, she wrapped 4 times around Karen's wrists, finishing it off with a triple knot Georgia was sure could only be undone with scissors.

At this point, Karen was nearly completely covered by the stretchy fabric, with just her beautiful flat tummy showing.  Georgia grabbed the next pair, moving one leg of the tights up Karen's limber body, making sure the crotch part of the tights was centered over Karen's arms, pressing her arms against her body, and then pulled the other leg over Karen's head, positioning the waistband right where the first one was.  Georgia continued to wrap Karen this way, but alternated between having the waistband at Karen's back, front and left and right sides, making sure that every layer overlapped exactly, and there was no way Karen was getting out without help.  When Georgia had completed her encapsulation, Karen was under 40 different pairs of tights!  Georgia looked for any bit of a facial expression, features, or other recognizable body parts, but found none save for the bulge of her cute button nose.  Karen was now a featureless nylon worm!  Georgia smiled when she realized that there was no way that Karen could possibly see anything save for light or dark.  Georgia's final piece of the bondage would come after Karen regained her ability to move, which was coming back now.  Georgia watched Karen begin to struggle, with her moaning muffled severely by the 40 layers of tights squeezing her lover.  Karen cursed Georgia as loudly and clearly as she could, and Georgia just laughed.  "Try harder, my love!" Georgia teased, "I can't understand you!"

Georgia thought Karen had most of her mobility back, was struggling as hard as she could to find any way to wiggle out of her bondage, but it was just too tight.  Every move that she could make to stretch the fabric away from her body, to gain any freedom of movement, resulted in the fabric pushing back just as hard.  Karen could feel the nylon press her arms into her back once more, and with her struggles, she was tiring very fast.  Karen remembered what Georgia said about her freedom being in the living room, and stopped trying to get free.  Wiggling and flexing her body like the worm she looked like, Karen was making progress across the floor, but had no idea where she was going.  Georgia saw how easily Karen was moving along the carpet and decided it was time for the final touch of Karen's bondage.  Grasping a few layers of the tights at Karen's toes, and grabbing about as many from Karen's head, Georgia pulled with all her strength, pulling Karen onto her side in the process.  Grunting loudly, Karen felt her body first being pulled onto her left side, then felt her feet being pulled towards her head.  Karen had the ability to touch her feet to her shoulders and beyond, and Georgia was taking full advantage of this!

Georgia pulled and stretched the fabric until it would stretch no more, then with a single twist of the fabric, the toe fabric was facing Karen's head, and the head fabric was facing Karen's toes.  Pulling and stretching more, lifting the fabric, then pulling it tighter when it moved towards Karen's back, Georgia was able to get Karen's toes to nearly touch her head.  Georgia then wrapped each loose end around its opposite rope-like end a few times, and then got a devious thought.  Georgia took each loose end and pulled them around Karen's helpless body, across her flat tummy, on opposite sides so that each end came out the other side, directly around her small waist.  Pulling and stretching more, Georgia got Karen's toes to nearly touch the middle of her back.  This had the effect of pulling Karen into an extreme arched position.  Georgia tied a single knot over the original knot pulling her head and feet together, forcing her head and feet even closer together.

Karen had grunted and moaned all through the process, but when Georgia pulled the final knot into place, Karen shuddered in fearful pleasure, because she knew there was no way out this time.  Karen could move nothing of use.  Wiggling her fingers and toes, which Georgia could not see anyway did nothing.  Flexing her body just made everything feel tighter, which was no lie, since each flex and attempted stretch pulled the fabric tighter around her little frame.  Georgia rolled Karen onto her belly, and Karen instantly looked like a rocking horse!  Georgia pushed Karen, and she rocked back and forth, just like she was the horse, which made Karen very hot.  Karen had never been anyone's toy before, and in her severe bondage, there was nothing she could do but allow herself to be played with.  Each time her hips rocked against the carpet, the pressure on her pussy, combined with the vibrations coming from being rocked on the carpet quickly took Karen over the edge, and her orgasm vibrated all through her tightly encapsulated body.  Georgia smiled as she felt the ripples of Karen's orgasm flow through her.  Karen was out of control, and no longer knew where she was, or what she was doing, other than her ongoing and nearly perpetual orgasmic experience.

Georgia stopped rocking Karen about 10 minutes later, when Georgia thought Karen had enough.  Surprisingly, Karen continued to orgasm until she passed out, nearly 5 minutes later.  Georgia left her softly breathing lover in her upright, rocking chair position and went downstairs to wait for Karen to get there.  Sitting on the couch, Georgia could think of nothing else but Karen, and how much she would love to be that flexible and tightly bound.  Georgia's hand automatically moved to her crotch, and without removing any clothes, rubbed herself into a mind-blowing orgasm.  Not satisfied, Georgia quickly stripped, reached into the end table's trusty drawer, and pulled out her favorite toy, the wand.  Plugging it in quickly, she set the beast of a vibrator on high and continued to bring herself to orgasm repeatedly, often squirting all over the leather of the couch.  When Georgia was fully satisfied, and could no longer hold the vibrator, she reluctantly turned it off and curled up on the couch for a nap, even though it was wet with her juices everywhere.

While Georgia was screaming through her many orgasms, Karen slept, never hearing her lover's orgasmic song.  About 2 hours after Karen passed out she woke in darkness, extreme stiffness and soreness, and the realization that she could not move her arms or legs very much at all.  Her exhaustion was nearly complete, but there was still hope that she could get downstairs and get free.  Knowing that if she fell on her side, and any chance of escape would be over, Karen did her best to start rocking back and forth, just like Georgia did to her.  But Karen wanted to take it one step further.  Since Karen believed she was nearly round in her extreme bondage, she thought that with enough force, she could start herself to roll, and hopefully roll out of the bedroom, down the hall, and down the stairs, which was a straight shot if she could make it through the door.  Karen worked her little body furiously but carefully and somehow succeeded in making her body roll.  But Karen's body was not round!  Once Karen was able to roll her body up over her knees, she felt her chin thump softly into the carpet and her rolling stopped abruptly.  She now looked like a half circle standing up on the carpet.  No matter how much Karen tried, she was stuck with her belly in the air, her chin flat on the carpet, and her knees making the final support for her now immobile body.  Karen could breathe with effort, but was not in danger.  She tried to scream for help, but with her diaphragm stretched to its breaking point, her throat nearly flat on the carpet, and her chin pushed severely up, effectively gagging her, all Karen could manage was a soft moan through her nose.  Realizing that the only way to call for help was to get off her chin and knees, Karen worked her body left and right until she toppled over, making a loud enough thump to wake Georgia.

Georgia woke with a start, knowing she heard a noise, but did not know where it came from or what it was.  As Georgia began to sit up, she found herself stuck to the leather.  Her squirted juices combined with the special waxes and polish they used to keep the leather clean and had become glue that stuck Georgia fast.  Panicking, Georgia struggled with all her might, and managed to get her legs free, but nothing else.  Realizing why she was stuck, and cursing herself for allowing this to happen, Georgia knew her only escape was water.  With her head stuck to the cushion, Georgia could see only out of one eye.  As she stood, Georgia felt her skin stretch, and knew her hands and forearms, her right torso, and her right breast were stuck to the cushion.  Walking carefully, Georgia moved to the guest room shower on the first floor.  Working her fingers the best that she could, Georgia tried to get the shower door open, and then screamed in frustration when she could not.  With supreme effort, Georgia was able to get the shower door open with her foot, grateful that she did not fall in the process.

      Once in position to see into the shower, Georgia cursed again when she saw the water valve.  It was the round handle type, with this one controlling hot and cold together.  How was she going to turn the valve open with her hands stuck as they were?  She tried everything, but she could find no way to turn the valve.  It was true that she could not move her hands, but she finally realized the cushion was flat, and could easily turn the valve.  Working herself into position, she turned the valve as far as she could, which fully turned the valve open to hot.  Georgia was relieved to hear the water running, but it was running down the back of the cushion, and not on her body.  Working herself out of the small shower, Georgia managed to turn herself around and stepped into the water spray.  Very hot water sprayed all over her body, and she screamed in pain.  Georgia endured the pain until one of her hands was freed, and then adjusted the water to a tolerable level.  In just two minutes, Georgia was completely free of the cushion, and drying herself off.

After donning a plush bath robe, Georgia headed upstairs to find her lover.  As she approached the bedroom, Georgia heard loud moaning, and thought Karen was crying.  She rushed into the bedroom to find Karen on her side, lying under the window.  Karen was not crying, however, she was back in orgasmic bliss.  Walking to her lover's body, Georgia reached down and rubbed where she though one of Karen's nipples might be.  It took a lot of coaxing, but Georgia finally got the little bugger hard enough to see its general shape through the nylon.  Flicking it with her fingernail, Karen's nipple got harder, and so did Karen's orgasm!  Watching her lover go through this amazing orgasmic experience got Georgia hot all over again!  Georgia grasped Karen's ankles and dragged her away from the window so that Georgia could put her into a position they both could enjoy.  Karen was back in her half circle position, chin pinned to the floor, and her knees holding her up.  Georgia then went to the nightstand and pulled out her favorite panties, the ones with the built-in vibrators.  Donning the latex panties, she turned on the vibrators and shuddered violently, nearly being thrown into orgasm.  She quickly turned off the vibrators and carefully Georgia returned to Karen's waiting pussy, upright and available, and easy to find from the giant wet spot soaking the nylon.  Georgia positioned her hips carefully to give enough pressure for Karen to feel the raging vibrators without placing too much weight on Karen's severely arched body, Georgia turned on the vibrators and instantly felt Karen respond with the ripples of another orgasmic experience rolling through her little body in waves.  Georgia let herself go, riding her lover's orgasm right into her own until Georgia could not stand any more.  Her legs gave out and they both toppled over, with Georgia flopping unceremoniously onto the plush carpet with Karen's arched body between her now spent legs.

Georgia turned off the vibrators and laid there for a while, not moving, just enjoying the moment.  It took a full 10 minutes before Georgia had recovered enough to try to stand, and 5 minutes more before she was successful.  Knowing Karen was at the end of her rope; Georgia decided not to try and untie her lover and instead pulled the safety knife out of the nightstand drawer.  She loved this knife because it worked like a letter opener, but was larger, stronger, and had no sharp points.  Working quickly, Georgia cut Karen out of the unforgiving fabric, gently eased her lover up, and walked her to the bed.  Pulling the covers back, and ignoring the multiple decorative pillows, they both flopped into bed and quickly fell asleep.

To be continued!