by Weiss

Illustration by Tarsis

Originally published in Bondage Life No. 37, August 1989

Transcribed by guardian46w

Story Codes: F/f, bond, cons, prepare, gag, hood, blind, corset, stockings, heels, crupper, vibe, plug, M/f, accept, rom, X

“Hello?”

“Hi Maria, it's Joan,” answered a cheerful voice.

Maria knew something special was up just by the tone of Joan's voice.  The two women had known each other since college and the ensuing years had only deepened their friendship.  They had shared beds, bathrooms, and boyfriends until their respective marriages.  However, even though Joan trusted her friend completely, it took a while for her to get around to the reason for her call.

“It's about Joe's and my wedding anniversary,” she finally said.  “Things haven't been going too well for him at work, and I want to give him a really sexy surprise.  You know, take his mind off things for a while.  He'll be coming home late Friday and I've told everyone we're going off for the weekend.”

“That sounds good,” Maria said into the sudden silence on the phone.  “What's the problem?”

“I want to be Joe's bondage slave for the weekend,” Joan said, quickly. “And I need your help getting me ready before he comes home.”

Maria glanced at her husband, her eyes sparkling.  She smiled, realizing this was the first time someone who knew of the games she played with her husband had asked for help.  True, she was usually the submissive, but that would help her prepare Joan.  Of course, she had an advantage Joan didn't know about.  Before he married Joan, Joe had 'helped' her husband during some of their bondage sessions.  No, she'd have no trouble helping Joan at all!

“I'll be glad to help,” she said warmly.

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It was getting dark when Maria arrived at Joan's house.  She quickly pulled her car into the garage so Joe wouldn't know she was there.  Then she let herself into the house as Joan had instructed her.

“I'm here,” she called into the house, and heard Joan coming from the bedroom.

Joan was the kind of woman most women hate.  That is, she was slim and pretty with firm round breasts and long, jet black hair.  There was such an ageless beauty and sparkle in her that she would always make a man's head turn as she walked by.  As she walked into the room with her unbuttoned robe fanning out behind her, even Maria felt a little twinge of jealousy.  Her hair and face were made to perfection.  All she wore under the robe was a tight corset that accentuated everything, fishnet stockings, and high heels.  The sight was guaranteed to turn any male into an animal.

“I was afraid he'd spoil everything and get here before you,” Joan said breathlessly, “but he called a half hour ago and said he'd be home around nine.  That should give us plenty of time.  I've already gone through most of the magazines he doesn't think I read and made or bought a lot of the stuff shown in them.  It's up to you to turn me into a tied-up sex-pot before he gets home.”

“Hold on Joan,” Maria said playfully.  “You're a sex-pot now!  Bondage is only going to build on that.  What's important is that you have the right attitude.  In Love Bondage you have to remember that even though the submissive really controls the bondage game, you really have to feel the role you want to play, or neither of you will enjoy it.  Now, you've seen the magazines and heard me talk about our sessions, how do you want it?”

“I'll leave that up to you,” Joan said slowly.  “I don't want my own ignorance of bondage to get in the way.  I just want Joe to get hard as soon as he sees me.”

“Fine,” Maria said, grabbing her purse, “let's see what you've bought.”

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Maria was impressed with the preparation Joan had gone through.  Anything a bondage fanatic would want seemed to be packed away in the new trunk.  It was obvious that Joan was interested in more than just a weekend of bondage.  Judging from the way Joe had acted in the past with her and her husband, Maria was sure the equipment would not go to waste.  She looked around and made her choices.

Joan had taken off her robe and was sitting on the bed.  Maria first took a six-inch wide strip of spandex and cut two small slits in it.  Then she gently forced Joan's breasts through the slits and tied the ends of the strip tightly behind her back.  Joan blushed and giggled nervously as her breasts swelled and darkened.  Experimentally, she stroked her left breast and trembled slightly at the sensation.  She looked eagerly to Maria for the next step.

Reaching into her purse, Maria pulled out a package of queen-size extra-short black pantyhose, two round beads, and some white string.  After opening the package she stood Joan up and put her arms behind her back and into the legs of the pantyhose.  Care,fully Maria pulled the pantyhose up Joan's arms until she could pull the waistband over her shoulders.  Then, using the beads and string, she secured the pantyhose above Joan's breasts.  Finally, she stood in front of Joan and reaching around her, gently crossed her arms at the elbows and brought the ends of the stockings around to the front where she tied them just below Joan's breasts.

Joan gave a small sigh and walked around a bit, trying to move her hands.  The nylon straight jacket would give slightly, then pull back.  The slight breeze caused by her walking began to harden the nipples of her out-thrust breasts.  From this point on Joan was totally under Maria's control.  Maria proceeded to make her control even greater.  She sat Joan back down on the bed and put a full discipline helmet on her.  First, waxed cotton went in her ears, then a built-in sponge gag with a breather tube went in her mouth.  As the helmet was brought up over Joan's face, Maria made sure the nostril tubes were inserted properly.  Finally, Maria brought Joan's long black hair out through the pony tail hole and laced the helmet together down the back of her head.  A wide, thick collar was the final touch, making it almost impossible for Joan to move her head.

From the waist up Joan was helpless.  She couldn't see, hear, or talk.  Her arms were useless and her breasts were more exposed than they had ever been.  As Maria got the last things out of the trunk Joan gave a small dreamy moan and wiggled her hips.  She wondered how long before Joe got home.  She was already wet!

Maria took off Joan's high heels and stood her up.  She wanted Joan standing and facing the door when Joe walked in and the heels would have become uncomfortable too quickly.  Instead, she attached a two-foot spreader bar to her ankles.  The effect was just what she wanted.  When Joe came through the bedroom door he would see Joan exposed, helpless, and waiting for him.  There was just one more thing.

With a sly smile Maria walked up to Joan and began stroking her nipples.  Joan started in surprise and then began moaning loudly through her gag.  Maria continued the sensual attack on her helpless friend, sucking and licking her nipples while slowly running her fingers down the corset to play between Joan's spread thighs.  Maria's fingers slipped smoothly through the increasing dampness for several minutes while Joan's breath came faster and faster.  She tried half-heartedly to resist Maria but the bondage was just too good.  Suddenly, the world stopped for Joan as she shuddered and screamed into orgasm.

Maria stopped her assault and quickly inserted a slowly vibrating dildo and butt plug into Joan before she started to come down.  A leather crotch strap held everything in place and finished Maria's handiwork.  Then she stepped back and looked at Joan with a wide grin.  Joan was moaning softly and moving her hips slowly, rhythmically.  Her hair floated in disarray around her and beads of sweat doted her breasts and legs.  Joe would have his instant erection.

“Joan, I've always loved you,” Maria said softly so the hooded figure couldn't hear.  “I'm glad I could get to show it in a way that wouldn't threaten you.”

The front door slammed and Maria walked out to greet Joe.  He was standing in the hallway reading a note Joan had taped to the door.  He stared at Maria for a moment, then laughed and put down his briefcase.  She waited for him, smiling slyly.  Joe lifted her chin and gave her a long thank-you kiss, which she returned with an eager little moan.

“Thanks, Maria,” he said simply.  “I've been waiting for this ever since you two introduced me to bondage.  Maybe after this weekend Joan and I can return the favor?”

“Take it easy!” Maria laughed.  “Enjoy the weekend first.  I think you'll find it everything you've dreamed of.”

With that she let herself out, knowing that the bondage foursomes Joe had suggested was only a matter of time.

THE END