“Hey I finally got on the train and I’m on my way home. Today was crazy.” Abby texted as she let out an exasperated sigh after finding a seat. This had been one of the busiest work weeks she ever had and she was grateful for it to finally be over. All that stood between her and a lazy weekend was her ride home and she could not wait to just lay down on the couch and turn her brain off.

            The train rumbled along with Abby mindlessly playing on her phone.  She hadn’t heard back from Jess yet, which was unusual for her as her work got out before Abby’s and she usually was quick to respond. Regardless, Abby wasn’t too concerned as right now she just didn’t have the energy. The most important thing on her mind was deciding on what show she was going to watch when she got home.

            Eventually Abby made it to her stop, walked to her apartment, and made her way inside. She was greeted by some loud music blaring from her kitchen, along with the smell of something delicious. Abby rounded the corner and there was Jess, singing and dancing along to the music while she was stirring whatever was in the pot in front of her. She hadn’t even noticed Abby was home until she turned and saw Abby setting her bag down.

            “You’re back!”, Jess exclaimed as she hurried to go and give Abby a hug. “I know you’ve had a crazy week at work considering I’ve barely been able to see you so I decided to cook us up some dinner!”

            “Ugh honestly Jess you are the best. You really are. But they decided to treat my team with food before we left because of everything we got done this week. I'm stuffed”, Abby trailed off as she made her way over to the couch and laid down.

            “But Abby I’m making your favorite meal”, Jess sang back, doing her best sales pitch to get Abby to join her.

            “I know you are and I love you for it but I’m just not that hungry. Is it ok if we put some in a tupperware? I promise I will eat some tomorrow”, Abby responded as she was face down with her head in a cushion.

            “That’s ok you’re exhausted. I get it. I can wrap up the leftovers. I was just looking forward to finally being able to spend time with you because you’ve been so busy.”

            “Well Jess I have no work to do until I go back on Monday, so you’ve got me for the whole weekend.”

            “Oh is that right? I get you?”, Jess said as she peeked around the corner to look at Abby.

            Abby picked her head up off the couch and looked at Jess. She could see the look on her face and in that moment, Abby knew that she should’ve had a better choice of words. Abby moved herself to a seated position and said, “Is there something you have in mind?”

            “Well my plans for the evening were to make us food, enjoy a nice dinner, and catch up with each other. But now that I will be eating by myself the plans have changed a little bit. However, I would still love to have some company,” Jess said as she walked back to the stove.

            Jess did not need to elaborate further as Abby knew exactly what she meant. She smiled as she got up off the couch and thought, “How did I not see this coming.”

            Keeping Jess company was something Abby had done before. Plenty of times actually. So in this moment she knew exactly what was required of her as she made her way towards their bedroom. Keeping Jess company, in its simplest terms, meant that Abby would be there in Jess’s presence, with the one caveat being it was literally all Abby was going to be able to do.

            Once in their bedroom, Abby began removing her clothes as a certain outfit was required for her in these situations. She took some lube and began applying it all over herself as it made the next step much easier. Abby removed the black latex catsuit that was hanging in their closet from its hanger and began working her legs in. Her and Jess had gathered a rather large collection of gear and toys over the years, most of it in black. The color was Jess’s decision. Abby had never actually thought of asking her why she picked black, it’s just the color Jess always ordered for her. Regardless, it didn’t make much of a difference to Abby, considering most of the time she wasn’t even able to see.

            Abby was just finishing zipping up the catsuit, with her arms and legs fully encased, leaving only her head free. She put her hair into a ponytail and grabbed the latex hood to match. Her hair was worked through its designated hole on the back of the hood as she aligned her eyes, nose, and mouth with their proper openings. When she felt the hood was in place, she zipped it tight, felt for the buckles on the sides of the hood near her eyes and mouth, and smoothed out any wrinkles. Ankle cuffs came next, with the final piece being the posture collar she was wrapping around her neck. She had it snug and was just finishing the buckles when she noticed Jess enter the room.

            “I’ve only got a little bit of time until dinner is done so we will have to be quick!”, Jess said as she took an item out of the closet and approached Abby.

            “Turn around and cross your arms.”

            Abby did as she was told as the inflatable straitjacket was wrapped around her upper body. Jess zipped it up the back and clasped the buckles. Abby was very familiar with this jacket as it was one of Jess’s favorites, and Abby had grown to love it. Jess’s attention then went to the valve on Abby’s shoulder as she removed the cap, attached a pump, and began inflating it. Abby could feel the pressure in the jacket slowly increase and squeeze her upper body as more and more air was pumped in. Soon the jacket was fully inflated, and her waist up to her neck was covered by inflated rubber. With the jacket compressing against her arms, she could not move them in any capacity. Jess returned to the closet and grabbed the last items she needed, attached a leash to Abby’s collar, and led her out of the room.

            Abby and Jess’s apartment wasn’t the biggest, but they made the most of the space they had. Jess being a very organized person helped this greatly as she felt everything in their apartment had a place, and this included Abby. Jess has a specific spot in each room of their apartment for Abby to be when she kept her company. In the living room, it was just to the side of the couch so Abby would be nearby and within arm’s reach. The bedroom spot was across the room from their bed next to the dresser, so that if Jess was in bed reading a book, she was able to look up and see Abby bound and in place. Jess appreciated the familiarity, as she felt the appearance of the apartment was something she had control over and it comforted her.

            “Kneel down”, Jess said as she brought Abby to her spot in the kitchen. The knee pad was in place, as it usually was in these situations, signaling to Abby that she might be here awhile. Abby knelt down on the pad and felt Jess move behind her, locking her ankles together.

            “Position.”

            Abby loved when she said that. So short and to the point, it pushed all the right buttons. She quickly spread her knees to just wider than shoulder width, straightened her back, fixed her head forward, and kept her gaze straight. This is how Abby would be until Jess told her otherwise. She saw Jess walk across her towards the stove and a few moments later she returned with her plate and set it on the table.

            “Open”, Jess said as she presented the panel gag. Abby complied, accepting the bulge that now occupied her mouth as Jess tightened the gag to the buckles on the sides of the hood. A blindfold followed and was similarly tightened until, like the gag, it was smooth against the hood.

            “Now I have one last thing for you ok? You had a long week so I’m being nice and letting you have some fun”, she said as she opened the crotch zipper of the catsuit, “The rules are as follows: You must remain still and in position, you must remain silent and make no noise, and you are not allowed to orgasm unless I give you permission”. With the help of some lube and Abby being very aroused, Jess slid a vibrator in until it was comfortably in place and closed the zipper.

            Jess kissed the top of Abby’s hood as she stood up and returned to her seat. She made herself comfortable and took a bite of food before she reached over towards the remote. Her finger was over the button to turn the vibrator on its lowest setting, which she pressed to bring it to life. A smile appeared on Jess’s face as Abby remained still and silent. She loved how disciplined Abby was as the hum of the vibrator could be heard in the room.

            Another bite of food was taken as Jess looked at Abby. Kneeling tall, trapped in an inflatable straitjacket, blindfolded, gagged, ankles locked together, and covered head to toe in shiny black latex. Abby was exactly where Jess wanted her to be and Jess sure did appreciate the company.