On January 1 2018, the story Mr Murphy by T.S. Fesseln was posted on his DeviantArt page.  After reading the story, I thought it could use another chapter, a part two, a sequel. So, after waiting a while for one to be posted by him, I wrote this.  I emailed a copy to him but I never received a reply.  It’s now been over four years since he has posted Mr Murphy and so, after a bit of editing, I’ve decided to post my sequel.

Read Mr Murphy first.

Rosa’s Gift

By guardian46w

"Rosa, I've been thinking …" Melina said.

"I really want to do this for Mark," Rosa interrupted.  "So, don't think you're going to talk your way out of it.  I'll do it without you if I have to."

"No, no, I wasn't thinking that.  It's just that I think I have an idea."

Rosa had played with Melina's remote for a good hour.  She'd push the ⇑ and caused the vibrator inside Melina to rev up and drive her to the edge of heavenly bliss, only to press the ⇓ and Melina would moan and grunt protesting her frustrating denial.

After finally sending Melina crashing through multiple orgasms, Rosa released her from her restraints, except she kept Melina's wrists locked behind her back.  She then stripped her out of her corset and stockings, leaving Melina naked and bound.

Rosa and Melina sat in the kitchen and supped on Rosa's cooking.  Rosa took a sip of her wine and then held the glass for Melina to sip through the straw, "Mel, you agreed to show me some self-bondage I can use.  I want Mark to have a very special thirtieth birthday."

"Well, okay, we can talk about what you have in mind, and I can teach you how do the self-bondage, but... "

"But, what?" Rosa says.

"How about this?  You tell me what you have in mind, and I'll come to your apartment and tie you up.  Mark will come home and there you'll be."

"But my idea was that I could tie myself, and I'd have a release method, like you do, so I could get loose."

"Yes, but as you've seen sometimes the release doesn't work.  Anyway, you said you wanted to be a present for Mark, so it should be up to Mark to 'unwrap' his birthday present.

"Are you going to unlock my wrists, now?" asked Melina.

"No, not yet, not till we get this all figured out,” replied Rosa, then continued, "So what you're saying is I'd be totally helpless and Mark will be the only one that can release me?"

"Exactly!  Isn't that what you want?"

Rosa paused mulling over what she thought she really wanted.  Till now, she hadn't thought the whole birthday-self-bondage-present-for-Mark idea to its logical conclusion.  She knew that Melina did self-bondage, and that she enjoyed it and had orgasms.  When she found Melina in her bondage, the idea of Mark's birthday just kind of popped into her head.  Now she started to think seriously...  is this really a good idea?  What would Mark do?

"Well, Melina, I want Mark to know how much I love him."

Mark, after one of their evenings of love making, when he had been a bit more forceful, holding her wrists pinned to bed as he took her with powerful thrusts until she cried out, begging him to fuck her harder, told her that he'd once had a girlfriend that wanted to be handcuffed to the bed when they had sex.  She'd laughed it off and the subject hadn't come up again.

"I've an idea," Rosa continued, "that what I want to do is show him how much I love and trust him by giving myself to him in bondage, but I don't know how to go about it."

"Then, I think," Melina said, "you should let me help you, you certainly don't want to muck it up on your first time at tying yourself up.  This would be the first time, right?"

"Yeah, it would be the first time, although I've fantasized some about being tied up since Mark mentioned the handcuffs."

"In that case, maybe we should have a couple of practice sessions to get you used to the feeling.  And, that would help you decide how you want to be on Mark's birthday."

"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea.  Okay, how about I come over after work on Friday for a practice session."

"Works for me," replied Melina, smiling slyly.

"Mark's birthday is the day after tomorrow, you still want to do this?" Melina asked, then listened for Rosa's reply while squeezing her phone between her ear and shoulder and pouring her second cup of coffee.

"Yes, after our session the other day, which I must say I thoroughly enjoyed, I can hardly wait."

"Alright, what time should I come over?"

"Mark is working the second shift, 2pm to 10pm, but he said his boss would probably let him off after half the shift, if their work was caught up."

"Okay, we'll have to be ready to get you in position as soon as he calls and says he is off, right?"

"Yeah, I told him we would celebrate his birthday no matter what time he got off."

"Maybe I should come over as soon as he leaves for work?"

"He leaves about 1:30, come over about 2:00, okay."

"Okay, talk to you later."

"Bye."

"Bye."

"Did Mark give you any idea about what time he'd be home?" Melina asked.  They were at Rosa's kitchen table.  It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Nah, just said he would ask to be off early today since it was his birthday." Rosa replied.

"Then I guess we'll have to get you ready plenty early to make sure your set before he gets home."

"Yeah, but I think we'll be safe till at least five.  That's about half his shift, probably will have to work at least that much." Rosa said.

"Probably right.  So, why don't you go ahead and get yourself ready and then we'll start a bit after four."

Rosa nodded and then went to her bedroom suite.  Soon Melina heard the water in the shower.

A bit less than an hour later, Rosa emerged from the bedroom.  She is wrapped in a white silken robe that flows around her down to the floor.  She smelled fresh and clean with a slight hint of perfume.  She'd done her hair up into a short pony-tail, but she has no make-up or jewelry.  She sits down across the table from Melina.

"No cold feet, Rosa?"

"Nope, but I'm a bit nervous but excited, too."

"Um, shall we go get started?"

"Yeah, I suppose no use putting it off, right?"

"Right."

The sisters enter the bedroom.  It's a large bedroom with a king size, four-poster, oak bed.  But that's not what Rosa is interested in now.  At the foot of the bed is 'The Box.'  Melina had designed it and she a friend of hers built it special for her.  Rosa had covered it with a quilt to hide it from prying eyes.

The box is built of ¾ inch plywood.  It is two feet wide, four feet long, and two and a half feet deep. The lid is off and leaning against the foot of the bed.  The outside of the box is covered with heavy blue and yellow striped wrapping paper.  Looking into the box, it appeared to only be about a foot deep.  But on close inspection, one discovered a false bottom, padded with squishy soft fabric.  There is a wide gap of about ten inches cut fifteen inches from one end, at the other end there are holes in each corner with a hinged piece between.

"I'm ready," said Rosa.  "Let's do it."

The girls push and slide the box across the carpet, out the bedroom, through the house and into the living room.  They park it in the middle of the room, in front of Rosa's sofa.

Rosa opens her robe and shrugs it off her shoulders.  She drapes it on the arm of the sofa and stands by the box, naked.  She looks delicious, her light brown Latino skin is smooth and dry.  She has shaved herself completely hairless and her naked pussy glistens slightly with anticipation.  The glint of moist arousal sparkles on the lips of her pussy.

Melina retrieves the black leather hood from the duffel.  "We'll start with this," she says and slips it over Rosa's head adjusting its fit, lining up the mouth, nose, and eye openings.  She works the laces from the crown of the hood down to the nape of Rosa's neck, tying them there after making sure they are as tight as she can make them.  She finishes the hood by zipping closed the flap covering the laces and buckling it's attached two–inch collar snugly around Rosa's throat.

"I'll put on the blindfold and the gag after you're in the box,” Melina says.  She has to talk loudly because the hood is padded around the ears making it harder for Rosa to hear.  "Unless you want them on now?"

"Yes, now, but put them on me after you get my arms fixed."

"Okay, we'll do it that way." Melina dips into the duffel again and pulls out the arm-binder.  It's also black leather and has both laces and straps.  Rosa moves her arms behind her and Melina slips the binder over her hands and up her arms.  Next the shoulder straps are fastened over and around Rosa's chest.  Melina draws the laces tighter and tighter, working her way up from the wrists, drawing Rosa's arms closer and closer together until her forearms and elbows are crushed together.  She tightens up the chest straps and then buckles the strap around her wrists and the other one around her arms just above the elbows.

"Well, last chance Rosa, no backing out after I've gagged you."

"I know," says Rosa.  "Go ahead I'm ready." She closes her eyes and opens her mouth.

Melina applies the padded blindfold, snapping it to the leather hood.  "Open wider, please." Rosa feels the fat penis-shaped plug being forced behind her teeth, stretching her jaw.  She thinks, 'it didn't look this big', then feels the harness straps being buckled around her head, tightening down and squeezing her head harder.  Rosa uses her tongue to push against the gag and feels the crown of the simulated gland and the bumps and ridges of the fake veins and muscles.  The gag causes Rosa to flash on the thought of Mark's hot pulsing flesh in her mouth instead of the hard rubber and she feels her pussy getting wetter.  The panel of black leather leaves only Rosa's nose visible.

Melina guides her blind sister and has her sit on the edge of the sofa.  Dipping into the duffel once more, she retrieves and buckles inch and a half wide, black leather cuffs on each of Rosa's trim ankles.  She works the fastening strap until the buckle tongue fits into the tightest hole.

"Usually," Melina whispered next to Rosa's leather covered ear, "I'd put padlocks in these buckles, but since your hands are encased inside the arm-binder, I don't think we'll need them."

She then guides Rosa to the box and helps her to sit on the padded bottom.  Melina flips the hinged piece up and guides Rosa's feet and legs through the exposed gap.  Rosa must bend her legs at the knees, folding her legs back underneath her to fit them between the padded seat the real bottom of the box.

Melina returns the hinged piece to its original position, which causes Rosa's knees to spread until they were forced against the sides of the box.  Melina hears a sound like a grunt of protest, but decided it was Rosa realizing how open and vulnerable she was going to be.

Then supporting Rosa as she leans back, Melina then guides her friend's bound arms through the open space, at the other end, until Rosa is laying on her back in the padded box.  Rosa's arms and her lower legs were now concealed beneath her in the bottom part of the box.

There was also extra thick padding under Rosa's firm ass that forces her into a bit of an arch and thrusts her pussy into prominence.

Melina opens a hatch built into the side of the box, exposing the leather–bound arms and ankles inside.  There were three support posts between the real bottom and the false bottom, on which Rosa lay.  Two were positioned at what would be Rosa's waist and about eight inches apart.  The third was under and between her spread thighs.

Melina uses a heavy–duty zip-tie, passing it through the ring at the end of the arm-binder, then zipping it as tight as she could around the post between Rosa's thighs.  With two more zip-ties, she fastens each of the leather ankle cuff's 'D' rings to the posts at her waist.  Pulling the ties tight causes Rosa's already bowed body to bend a bit more, actually taking a bit of her weight from the padded bolster under her ass.

Melina shuts and latches the hatch.

A last zip tie is fastened to the chrome steel ring at the top of Rosa’s hood to an eye-bolt in the end of the box.

“Okay, Rosa, you’re now ready, I’ll put the lid on.”

The lid Melina made is from pieces of heavy cardboard, taped together to fit the top of the wooden box.  It fits over the box like a shoe box lid.  It is wrapped, in the paper like the rest of the box, and has large red ribbons with a bow right in the middle of the lid.  The ends of the ribbons hang down on each of the four sides for about ten inches.

“Oops, almost forgot the birthday boy’s card.”

Rosa got a large birthday card and wrote Mark a letter, to add in the envelope.  Melina gets the nipple clamps and teases Rosa's nubs until both are standing erect.  She clamps them both making sure they are tight.  Rosa moans and thrusts her chest up.  Taking the card in its envelope, Melina uses a piece of ribbon, passing it through the hole she’d made in one corner, then ties it to the center of the silvery chain that connects the clamps together.

“Now, you're all set.  All you can do is wait for Mark.”

After putting the lid on, she uses some clear packing tape to tape the ends of the ribbons down on each side of the box.  Rosa is now severely bound and gift wrapped to be Mark’s birthday present.

“You’re ready,’ Melina says in a loud voice.  “I’ll be going now, as we agreed.  Mark better understand what a lucky guy he really is!”

Some very faint grunts and moans could be heard coming from inside the box.  Melina taps the lid a couple of times and then slips out of Rosa’s house.

Melina drives around the block and parks her car at the corner.  She parks so she can see Rosa's house and her front door.  She's decided that she should watch for Mark to come home.  She doesn’t want Rosa to be tied up for hours if Mark doesn’t get home on time, for whatever reason.

She watches for maybe twenty minutes, then Mark drives up and parks in their driveway.

Hey!  Who's that with him?  Is that Mark's baby brother?  What's he doing here?