Vince looked up pleadingly as the door opened, only for the girls to look straight through him as they reached for their coats. Being invisible only increased his sense of helplessness. Sure, he certainly didn’t want Cathy, or Louise, and certainly not gossipy Jane to see him like this, but after hours of being stuck on a hard wooden floor with heavy metal clips on his nipples, his legs crossed in an excruciatingly tight lotus position and his arms yanked back in an armbinder, he’d have taken rescue from any-one, especially after hearing Jane regale them all with an entire term’s worth of gossip that she claimed had happened while Holly had been away.

He’d tried to listen in, tried to take an interest, anything to distract him from the thick butt plug crammed inside him, periodically vibrating and squirming inside him, sending him into frenzies of struggling, even though he knew it was no use. With his cock caged and chained well out of his reach, any type of release was well beyond him.

“Thanks for having us!” Cathy slurred, climbing into her coat. “We’ll see you Monday in lecture.”

“Lectures, what are those?” Jane giggled.

“I don’t know, I never go to them anyway,” Louise replied with an equal inane laugh. “See you soon Holly-wolly… holly wolly…”

“Off you go little drunkards,” Holly laughed, opening the front door. “See you Monday.”

“I really love you…” Louise clung to her with the wide, semi-glazed honest expression of some-one who’s had entirely too much to drink.

“I love you too, now go on home,” Holly easily detached her friend. “Make sure she gets home will you?”

“I will,” Cathy promised, grabbing Louise’s arm and steering her through the door. “Have fuuuun.”

“I will,” Holly said, then closed the door, leaning against it for a moment. An evil smile crossed her face. “Oh I definitely will.”

Inside the cupboard, Vince shuddered. Holly stalked to in front of the open door and waved her hand again. Sparks danced in the space… and then the baleful figure of her roommate appeared, very much the worse for wear. Holly admired him in his tight-fitting black catsuit, the fabric clinging to every inch of him, a thick posture collar and corset holding him upright. The way his legs were crossed revealed the silver chastity cage to its best effect, and the prisoner it contained.

“Looks like you’ve been enjoying yourself.”

Vince wanted to give a defiant rebuke, but after hours of mental and physical torture, all he could manage was a soft whimper and a pleading look. Holly clicked her fingers and his legs unravelled. She picked up the heavy chain and unhooked it from the coatpeg, giving a soft tug on it. His aching nipples screamed in response.

“Stand up,” She commanded.

He gave a pitiful moan and tried to stagger to his feet, but he couldn’t get the 10 inch heels underneath him and fell to the floor again. Holly watched him struggle for a good few minutes, before the evil light of inspiration danced in her eyes.

“Fine, no, stay down,” She said with a grin.

With another click, the armbinder released itself. Instantly Vince reached for his crotch, desperate to find some release, but a sharp yank on his nipples soon stopped that.

“None of that,” She said warningly. “Okay then…”

She reached for the book, balanced on the back of the sofa and skimmed through it, flicking a page. Vince whimpered when he saw the etching of a pony-person on the next page and was glad when she went past it.

“Ah, here we are…”

She read a few phrases aloud and Vince watched the leathery covering over his hands inflate around them, forming bubble-like shapes that slowly moulded into shapes more like… paws.

“All fours,” Holly commanded. “Crawl out of the cupboard.”

Vince scowled at her, then obediently shuffled towards her on his hands and knees. His collar forced him to look down at the floor, so he only knew he’d reached her when the top of his head hit her knee.

“Right then.”

Vince gave a soft ‘oof’ as weight descended on his back. Holly sat imperiously astride him, and slapped his butt.

“Onwards noble steed – to your bedroom!”

He hated his roommate when she was drunk. Slowly and grudgingly he slunk down the hall, speeding up as she smacked his arse again, harder this time. He trotted through the doorway to his bedroom, almost knocking over the piles of magazines heaped around his room.

“Christ this place is a mess,” She remarked coolly.

Without any warning, she grabbed Vince by the underarms and threw him onto his unmade double bed. The next second she had vaulted ontop of him, pinning him to the mattress with her body, her knees clamped either side of his waist. He stared up at her, eyes wide through the mask as she grabbed his arms and pulled them over his head, clamping them down against the mattress as she leaned over him, her mouth inches from his.  His wide brown eyes stared into hers… and he saw something sparkle in them. The leathery covering over his hands seemed to bubble again and this time to stretch. He looked up in horror as long tendrils spread to the bedposts, wrapping around them and tightening, pulling him closer to them, stretching him slightly. He felt the pressure reduce on his feet as his boots melted too, but the black substance forced him into a spread-eagle position, dragging his legs apart, welding them to the furniture too.

It just increased his overwhelming sense of helplessness, and made his erection press that little bit harder against the metal cage over it, sending mingled pain and pleasure through him, the butt-plug still thrumming away inside him.

“Mmmph!” He looked beseechingly up at Holly, bucking his hips slightly against her.

To his great surprise, he felt the hood retract, the gag in his mouth slowly decreasing in size, sliding back out of his parted lips… Only for Holly to press her burning hot lips against his, forcing his head back against the pillow with the violence of her kiss. For a moment he lay there, stunned, not realising what was happening…

Then Holly pulled away, raking her hand over his chest, sending electric thrills through his already sensory-wracked body.

“Perfect,” She gave a sultry moan. “God, just seeing you like this, feeling the power I have over you, it makes me so hot.”

She bit her lip softly, grinding her hips against him.

“Holly…” Vince said in a shaky voice, groaning at the constant buzzing inside him coupled with the sensations of her on him.

“Shush!” She chided him. “Don’t ruin this for me.”

“Hol…”

Holly clicked her fingers and a strip of black tape appeared over Vince’s lips, sticking tight over them and stopping him talking. She slid off him, picking up her book and waved a hand over him. He felt a soft sear of heat rush over him, but felt no change to his bindings. She smiled and leant over him, unclipping one of the nipple clamps. He yelled in pain, then whimpered softly as she wrapped the damp heat of her mouth around it, gently suckling it, making his eyes roll up in pleasure, whimpering softly as she removed the other, barely noticing that the restraints vanished in a puff of black smoke.

He jumped as she prodded his nose warningly.

“Pay attention,” she commanded warningly. “This does not make us a couple. If you even try it on with me, I will lock your dick away for 6 months. Understand?”

His eyes widened in horror and he nodded quickly.

“Good,” She leant in for another kiss.

It was weird, the tape that stuck so tightly to him, became so malleable for her, wrapping around her tongue, allowing it to penetrate his mouth. Vince whimpered closing his eyes under the assault of sensation, his hips twitching desperately, groaning in disappointment as she pulled away again, that same serious expression on her face.

“And you tell any of your friends about this, or brag to any of your mates and I will make you functionally mute for life, we clear?”

He nodded violently again. She gave him a smooth smile.

“Oh, one more thing,” She purred softly as she stepped out of her pumps and slid her underwear down her legs from under her skirt.

Vince groaned as she straddled him again. She leant over him, slowly biting her way up his neck until her lips were right next to his ear, making the next words barely even a breath.

“You can’t come until I do, so you better make the ride worthwhile.”

And with that dire promise ringing in his ear, she leant back and clicked her fingers. The chastisy cage vanished, sending his boner springing free. It, like every other body part, was covered in black, but it barely felt like it was there as Holly lowered herself demurely on it, biting her lip again with a soft moan as she slid easily onto him.

He wanted to thrust madly into her, but just barely managed to restrain himself. If he wanted any kind of release, he had to do this right. The butt-plug seemed to have vanished along with the chastity cage and while he was harder than he had ever been in his life, he was still just about able to concentrate. He slowly began to rock his hips against her, speeding up as he felt her move against him, leaning forwards to kiss him, running her nails all over his captive form until they were both shuddering with overwhelming sensation.

Holly shuddered, then gave a sharp gasp, her whole body locking up, then going limp as glorious waves of pleasure rushed through her. Seconds later, Vince felt his own, long delayed orgasm explode through him. Holly slowly lowered herself onto his chest, panting for breath.

“Yep, that is one hell of a book,” She said after a moment.

“Mmmmph,” Vince agreed weakly.

She slowly got off him, sliding to one side, then forced herself onto somewhat shaky legs. Without a backwards glance, she picked up her clothes in one hand and the book in the other. Vince barely heard her say a few magic words, but felt the pressure on his body evaporate. Groaning softly he flipped over and buried himself in his pillow. Utterly exhausted by the strain of the last couple of hours, he was asleep within seconds.



Vince looked down at his roommate, who was lying across the sofa, bare feet in the air while she studied her book in more detail. He’d woken up that morning unsure if the whole thing had even been real or a particularly erotic dream, and with a raging hard-on. After… taking care of matters, he had progressed to the living room to find Holly studiedly paying him no attention, reading her book with wrapt attention. She looked amazing, he thought grimly, a soft glow about her, but her attitude was exactly the same as before.

“Good morning.”

“Afternoon,” She pointed to the clock, flicking a page.

“Uh, Holly, about what happened last night…”

Holly looked up at him with wide innocent eyes. Vince licked his lips nervously.

“How about we just, uh, forget all about it?”

Holly gave him a slow sultry smile.

“Sure thing stud,” She purred.

She flicked a page in her book and waved a hand. Sparks flew through the air. Vince shot up, wild eyed, waiting for bondage to spring out of nowhere, but nothing apparently happened.

“What did you just do?” He demanded.

“You were thinking about changing flat, weren’t you?” She asked smoothly.

“Yeah…”

She gave him a purely evil smile.

“Think again.”