The adventures of Jessyca and Paula

Weekend of dual self-bondage
     Part One

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* This story copyright 1998
My first foray into the realm of bondage fiction......  please don't 
laff too hard!

This story contains bondage.  If bondage is illegal where you are, or 
if the subject offends you, please don't read this.  If you do read 
this, and proceed to be offended, disgusted, or otherwise inconvenienced, 
don't blame me.  This is at the top of the text, and I warned ya!

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                                   ---={ Prelude }=---

  I'm not the prettiest girl in the world.  Like every other girl i 
know, i think my thighs are too big, i think my breasts are too small, 
yada yada.  But i know that i am pretty.  I'm told this by people all the 
time on the internet who see my pictures, i'm told this by my friends, 
and when you hear it enough, you start to believe it.

  I'm sure you want to know what i look like, and every good story 
starts out with a description of it's heroine, so here it is.  I am 5 foot 
7 inches tall, have long curly brown hair down to below my shoulders, 
brown eyes, wear a 36B bra, have a 28 inch waist and 32 inch hips.

  I consider myself kinky.  I consider myself playful.  And i really 
enjoy myself when i get the chance!  My first toys were a pair of 
handcuffs, followed by a pair of black ankle shackles.  I use them 
occasionally to tie myself up, and very much enjoy the feel of the steel around my 
wrists and ankles restricting my movements.

  I'm not really into the D/s scene, i just enjoy being tied up.  If 
i'm in the right mood however, i'll make a Dom(me)'s day, or i'll make 
that Dom(me) squirm.  I prefer to be a sub when i'm in the mood as Dommes 
so rarely get tied up, but i have had the rare occasion to Domme 
someone.

  I haven't met a man i could have a relationship with.  I have been 
with a few women however, and I prefer the female body.  It's just so 
beautiful, even when it's not "perfect".

  Ok, i'm sure you've had enough of me rambling about myself, so i'll 
tell you about one of my adventures now.


                                  ---={ The Beginning }=---

  I got the idea for this adventure after alot of thinking about 
self-bondage.  I've hit my friends up on the internet for stories, pictures, 
web sites, etc, and i've exhausted that resource, but not my interest.

  I live with a roommate in a house and she sometimes helps me with my 
bondage adventures.  Her name is Paula and she and i met at a party 
shortly before we moved into this house together.  Paula is 5 foot 5 
inches, has shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes, wears a 36B bra, has a 
26 inch waist, and has 34 inch hips.  I am so jealous of her figure, 
especially since she is so incredibly gorgeous!  (Ok, she denies it, but 
trust me, she is!)

  She and i both engage in self bondage, usually using each other as a 
safety.  Since she and i work opposite shifts, we get alot of time 
alone in the house.  When i tie myself up in the evening after work, i 
usually have about 8 hours before she comes home, and i have a couple times 
spent that length of time tied up, unable to reach a key or get to a 
knife.  Likewise, i have come home more than once to her on the floor 
blindfolded, and/or gagged, and or tied to something she couldn't get 
loose from.  More than a few times, this has lead to begging, teasing, and 
more than once sexual encounters the other couldn't resist (even if the 
other would have wanted to...)

  After reading a really good story i found on the internet, "The 
Adventures of Terri and Jennifer", i showed it to Paula and asked her about 
dual-self bondage, similar to what we read about in the story.  She's 
been squeamish about such a venture as, if something were to go wrong, 
both of our safeties, each other, would be in no position to help the 
other.  However, after about a month of working on her, i finally managed 
to convince her to try it out with me if i could think of something 
that would be at least relatively safe.

  The two of us worked our schedules so that we would have a weekend 
off at the same time, with a day or two extra on either side of the 
weekend so that we could have some real fun with each other.  And even if 
she chickened out with the dual-self bondage, she promised me that i 
would "suffer" the most stringent bondage to date.  I couldn't lose either 
way, so i plotted and planned and thought and this is what i came up 
with.


                                   ---={ The Setup }=---

  Friday, i arrived home from work, with the next 4 days off from work.  
The office is closed on Monday for some electrical work they have been 
needing for a while, and i managed to get my supervisor to let me take 
tuesday off as well.

  I set my alarm clock for a few hours and took a nap.  I wanted to do 
this with a clear head. After i woke up, i grabbed the checklist i had 
prepared at work over the past week and went to work setting things up.

  At midnight, Paula came home and told me she would be ready for our 
fun in the morning.  She had the weekend off, and managed to beg monday 
off as well.  Both of us were feeling very nervous and excited about 
the events that would unfold during the next few days, and we couldn't 
keep our hands off of each other.  We ended up falling asleep that night 
together on the couch after bringing each other to a few orgasms.

  I woke up in the morning first, with Paula on top of me, and managed 
to get out from underneath her without waking her up.  Then i went to 
the kitchen to make some breakfast for the two of us; French toast, my 
breakfast speciality!  Paula came in, still totally naked, and sat down 
at the breakfast table to wait for breakfast.  If we weren't so hungry, 
we proly would have let breakfast burn and worn ourselves out before we 
had a chance to tie ourselves up!  I told you, i think her gorgeous, 
and she's of the opinion that i need to look in the mirror to see a 
gorgeous girl.

  After breakfast was over and the dishes were in the washer, i went to 
fetch everything we would need for our weekend of bondage.

  Assembling everything on the floor in the living room, i began to 
explain the plan to Paula.  Up to this point, she had no idea what i had 
planned, and still had an out if she wasn't ok with the idea, my plan, 
or whatever.  I sat next to her and tried my hardest to turn her on 
enough to want to go through with the plan.

  First, we'll be tied on opposite sides of the living room.  We were 
going to move the couch in front of the front door, and we'd have a 
large open area to maneuver around in.  On each side of the living room, 
there is an air vent, one to blow air out, one to take air in. The vents 
would have a separate chain locked to each of them, each chain about 3 
feet long. Last night i had pulled the vent gratings up and put short 
boards under them so that if a key were dropped on a vent, it wouldn't 
fall through and leave us trapped.

  Above the vent she was to be chained to are some shelves, the lowest 
below waist height, the highest just above Paula's head.  The key to 
unlock Paula from her chain would be behind her, on the shelf at her 
shoulder level.  She would be able to reach up when properly released from 
the next step and grab the key easily.

  On top of the shelf was a bucket of purple dye with a string attached 
to topple it over onto the person pulling the string.  On the bottom of 
the bucket are taped the spare keys to everything that she is going to 
be locked with, that way, if something were to go wrong, she could 
always pull the bucket down, make a terrible mess on herself and on the 
carpet, get the keys and unlock herself, then run over to help me out.  
Obviously, with dye in the bucket, she wasn't going to spill it except in 
the most dire of circumstances, as purple dye in blonde hair would be 
rather obvious and hard to get out, let alone on a brown carpet.

  Before attached to the vent, she would be wearing a chastity belt 
with 2 small loops on each side above her hips and a small loop each on 
the front and the back of the waist band, a pair of handcuffs, a pair of 
ankle shackles with a 3 foot chain between them, and topped off with a 
simple small ball gag and a thin, leather collar that says, "Jessy's 
pet", locked onto her neck (i bought that on tuesday in anticipation of 
this weekend, along with a similar collar that says, "Paula's kitty", 
which would be locked on me.).  Her handcuffs would be attached behind 
her back, and locked with another lock to the loop on the back of her 
chastity belt.  I would have this key on the other side of the living 
room.  The ballgag would be locked on with another padlock.  Finally, after 
being locked up properly, the chain of her ankle shackles would be 
locked to the free end of the chain attached to the vent.  In this 
position, she would not be able to reach the key to the vent chain, as her 
hands would be locked behind her at her waist, but she would still be able 
to grab ahold of the dye bucket.  She wasn't too sure about the ball 
gag, and i told her she could go without if she wanted to, but she was 
too turned on i guess and decided to go with the entire ensamble.  I just 
smiled wide at her.

  On the other side of the living room, i would be locked in a similar 
predicament.  I would be wearing a pair of handcuffs and ankle 
shackles, the collar, a chastity belt, thigh cuffs and a gag harness (ball gag 
with straps that go around the sides of my head, a strap that goes up 
over my head and attaches the the side straps in the back, and a strap 
to go under my chin, that would tighten with the tightening of the other 
straps).  The gag harness was to be locked onto me as well, and the 
handcuffs attached to the chastity belt behind my back too.  The thigh 
cuffs would be locked onto my thighs and together with a single lock, and 
the center link of the chain of the ankle shackles would be locked to 
this lock on the thigh cuffs so that i wouldn't trip over the chain when 
i hobbled over to Paula with the key to the lock holding her handcuffs 
to the chastity belt. *inhale*  :)

  Also above the vent i would be chained to was a shelf, upon which 
rested a similar bucket of purple dye with the keys to my predicament.

  Above where i would be standing was a hook in the ceiling.  Nothing 
fancy or very strong, just a small bronze hook.  A string with a loop on 
one end would be hung from this hook, and the other end of the string 
is long enough to reach to the floor.  The majority of this string was 
frozen in an ice cube, so that until the ice melts, it would be 
suspended from the ceiling by a string coming out of it.  The other end of the 
string, not frozen in the ice, is tied to the key that will unlock the 
chain from the vent, allowing me to pick up the key to Paula's 
handcuff/chastity belt and hobble over to her, allowing her to raise her hands 
enough to grab the key to her vent chain and be able to go to a 
different part of the house for the rest of the keys.  *inhale again*  ;)

  Paula was getting so excited with anticipation at this point that she 
was running her hand up my thigh to tease me while playing with 
herself.  I was already excited to be doing this in the first place and if she 
continued to distract me, i was going to have to get off (not 
necessarily voluntarily) before we could effect the plan.  So i picked up the 
two chastity belts and handed her one.  We put them on, tightened them 
securely and locked them in place. Now, we could tease each other all we 
wanted, and we were only torturing each other as neither of us could 
stimulate the other's clit. I drove this point home by running my tongue 
up her left inner thigh and making her squirm, and then stopping and 
watching her try to touch herself.

  The chastity belts are really high quality, and the two of us saved 
for a couple months for them when we found them, barely affording to pay 
bills, let alone eat!  We lived on Ramen noodles and pasta for a couple 
months, but we both think they were worth every penny as they have been 
useful in our bondage games.  They were designed with long wear in 
mind, so the wearer can use the bathroom with only a minor hindrence, but 
neither the wearer, nor anyone else, can touch the parts protected by 
the metal.  The metal encloses soft leather, so the metal doesn't chafe 
our bare skin.  They also hide under clothing very well, although 
wearing only a pair of panties over them won't hide them.

  I also handed her the collar and locked mine on, handing her a lock 
to do the same, which she did without hesitation.

  Then i told her what else i'd done, and the look she gave me was a 
combination of shock, terror, anger and a little bit of "I'm going to get 
you for this!".

  "I put the keys to your chastity belt, and the keys to our collars in 
an envelope and mailed them to our house.  We should proly get them 
monday or tuesday," I explained.

  She shrieked.  "You bitch!  I don't want to wear this thing until 
tuesday!  Take it off!"

  "I can't.  You can take the belt off when the U.S. Postal service 
decides to let you, and gives us the keys."

  Her hands fell to the belt and she tried to pull it off.  I watched 
her with a smirk and she gave up finally.

  "Does the bucket of dye have a key for my chastity belt?" she asked.

  "Nope.  The spare key to your belt, and both keys to my belt are 
hidden in different parts of the house.  I did it last night before you got 
home from work.  You can look, but i bet you won't find them."

  I was in control of her sex now and there was nothing she could do! 

  "Ok, this won't be so bad," she admitted.  "Now, what's next?  Oh, 
don't forget, payback's a real bitch!" she added with an evil look in her 
eyes.

  I sure hope so!!

  First i put the shackles on my ankles and the cuffs on my thighs, and 
connected the chains together to keep them from dragging.  

  "I'm wearing the new shackles and handcuffs, so our keys are 
different," i pointed out to her.  "The keys to yours are upstairs in my 
bedroom.  The keys to mine are also in the mail.  I should be released from 
them Monday or Tuesday."

  She flinched at that news and smiled.  "So you'll need my help in 
doing just about everything until then?  Payback might be sooner than I 
thought!"

  Oh, i sure hope so!!

  Then i hobbled over to the kitchen counter and pointed out a box to 
her.  It was locked.  "Inside the box are the keys to my thigh cuffs and 
my gag.  I am letting you be in control of my bondage after you're 
released.  The key to this box, as well as the keys to your shackles are 
all upstairs."  She nodded.

  Finally i hobbled to the freezer to grab the ice cube.  The ice cube 
was perfect.  The ice wasn't going to melt for about 3 hours at least, 
although the key might fall sooner than that. Handing the ice cube to 
Paula, she put the loop on the hook and the key to release me from the 
vent chain was now dangling above me, way out of my reach until the 
melting of the ice.

  We decided on a tape to watch while bound, a video from our bondage 
collection.  Since we didn't want it to be on right away, i set the 
timer on the vcr to play in about 20 minutes. It would take us proly 5 
minutes to lock ourselves up, and then we'd have 15 minutes with a blue 
screen to get comfortable in our bondage before the entertainment would 
start.  The video was only about an hour and a half long, so we'd get 
nice and worked up by the video (one of our favourites!) and then have 
another hour or so to be bound and frustrated.  I know i was already going 
out of my mind and trying to touch myself absentmindedly every once in 
a while, only to realize once my hand touched the chastity belt that i 
was going to be denied any type of orgasm until Paula released me 
enough to get to the keys to my belt.  I could see Paula was suffering 
similarly.

  The moment had come and i made sure Paula would be able to reach the 
key that would free her from the vent.  She had no problem reaching it, 
so i started tying her up.  First i shackled her ankles, then i gagged 
her and locked the gag on.  She helped me with my gag before i 
handcuffed her, and then i handcuffed her and locked the handcuffs to the rear 
loop of the chastity belt.  Finally i locked her ankle chain to the 
vent chain.  She was now my prisoner, and i made sure she knew that!  I 
teased her right thigh with the tips of my fingers and then let my tongue 
run over her nipples for a minute or so.  When i stopped, she had 
daggers in her eyes that let me know i would suffer bigtime for this!  I 
couldn't wait.

  I grabbed the locks i needed and the handcuffs, and then shuffled 
over to where i would be chained for the next couple hours.  First i 
locked my ankle chain to the vent chain and looked up at the key.  I knew 
from last night it would fall to the floor in a place i'd have no trouble 
reaching it.  Next, i handcuffed myself, knowing these were not coming 
off until monday or tuesday, letting the second cuff click slowly, each 
click sending shockwaves through my body.  I was so turned on i thought 
i was going to cum when i locked the handcuffs to the chastity belt.  
The final click of the lock, holding my wrists at waist level behind my 
back was enough to make my knees wobble and i fell to my knees.  I 
looked over at Paula and her eyes had a mixture of worry and the same 
thrill i was feeling.  I grunted and stood up to show her i was ok and her 
worried look left.

  The only thing left to do now was to get comfortable in my bonds.  I 
could see Paula squirming around on the other side of the living room 
and my god i was so turned on i wanted to go over there and touch her 
and tease her and let her do the same to me until we both collapsed in a 
wonderful orgasm.  But i couldn't get to her and she couldn't get to 
me.  It was such a WONDERFUL turn on!

                                   ---={ The Ride }=---

  I knelt slowly and deliberately so Paula would know i was doing it 
intentionally, and she followed suit and we both sat down and got 
comfortable for the ride.  We stared at each other until the movie clicked on, 
and then we watched it.  The movie had its usual effect on the both of 
us, i could tell Paula was enjoying it watching her squirm and rubbing 
her thighs together with no apparent effect.  This movie always always 
makes me have to finish myself off, or beg Paula to do it, but this 
time there was no possibility of that.

  The movie was about a woman tying herself up and then having her 
house broken into and the burglar and her get into all kinds of sexual fun 
before he leaves her helpless and bound the way she was before, and 
doesn't take anything, satisfied with the sexual haul he'd received. Just 
watching this movie made me think about my self bondage games and fed 
my fantasy of being discovered by a stranger while i'm bound and used 
and abused as the stranger wants.  God it's such a turn on!  If i could 
only just rub myself for a few seconds!  Oh i was so frustrated!!  I 
could tell Paula was in the same boat.

  The movie ended and i looked up, seeing the ice was about half 
melted.  We had another hour to go probably and Paula looked like she would 
mount just about anything that moved if she could.  I could feel the 
primal energy from Paula, and i felt the same.  This was going to be 
rough, but goddamn, i was loving every second of it!

  The next hour went by with her and i staring at each other, feeling 
each other all over mentally and teasing ourselves.  I was shocked when 
the key fell next to me.  I was so lost in Paula's energy i lost all 
track of time and the key startled me.

  I squirmed over to the key and picked it up.  Reaching awkwardly, i 
realized i hadn't planned fully for this and it took me about 10 minutes 
to reach the lock holding me to the chain and the vent and unlock it.  
Then i grabbed the key to release Paula's hands from the chastity belt 
and looked over at her.  She just watched me in silence.

  The hobble over to Paula was more difficult than i thought, i was so 
wet and so horny and so frustrated, my knees were wobbly and i had to 
stop a couple times to kneel down.  Each time i stopped, i imagined the 
site i made.  A mostly naked girl in chains, gagged, hands attached to 
the small of her back, hobbling over to another naked girl, similarly 
bound.  I kept thinking about someone watching us through one of our 
windows, plotting on coming in and having his (or her!) way with us.

  I finally made it over to Paula and we turned our backs to each other 
so i could unlock her wrists from her chastity belt.  It was much 
harder than i thought to unlock her wrists for her, but i managed to do it.

  Paula reached up and grabbed the key like she'd practiced before and 
had no trouble unlocking herself from the vent chain.  Then she sat 
down and put her hands under her feet and in front of her.  She was more 
mobile than i and she suddenly tackled me to the floor!

  She enjoyed every second of what she did to me, running her fingers 
up and down my inner thighs, running her fingers over my nipples.  I'm 
sure she'd have taken my nipples into her mouth if she wasn't gagged, 
but she was content to pinch them and make me squeal and writhe on the 
floor!

  After a while, she helped me up and grunted at me.  I knew she wanted 
to get to the keys, so i motioned with a nod toward the steps.  I had 
hidden the keys in the bedroom upstairs.  We began up the stairs, Paula 
behind me as i was hobbled a little more than she was, and she had the 
use of her hands to stop me from falling.  It took us about 10 minutes, 
but we made it up the stairs with no incident.  All the way up, she was 
moaning something behind the gag, but it was completely unintelligible.

  Both of us were drooling quite profusely at this moment, the gags 
doing a good job of gagging us.  I could feel my drool running down my 
chest, and there was nothing i could do to wipe it up.  This only served 
to turn me on even more throughout the trip.  I was so much looking 
foreward to getting this chastity belt off and getting off!  I would stay 
gagged, let Paula whip me, beat me, spank me, whatever, just as long as 
she would let me get off!  I could only imagine she was going just as 
crazy, especially knowing she was not going to get to take hers off 
until monday or tuesday, 2 or 3 days from now!

  We hobbled over to my bedroom and i moaned to put her attention to 
the key laying on the dresser.  She picked it up and pointed at her 
cuffs.  I shook my head.  She pointed at her ankles, i shook my head.  She 
pointed at her gag, i shook my head.  Her eyes narrowed, a look that 
could melt ice, and pointed at me.  I nodded my head and she just dropped 
the key to the floor and looked at me, eyes still narrow.  I looked 
down at the key, knowing i wasn't going to be released for a while.

  I hobbled over to the bed and sat down.  Paula followed me and looked 
at me, a look of "where is the key".  I nudged toward the pillow and 
she picked it up, and then picked up the key that was laying there.  
Dropping the pillow back on the bed, she pointed at the cuffs and i shook 
my head.  She pointed to her gag and i nodded.  A smile crept across her 
mouth, around the sides of the gag and she began trying to use it to 
unlock her gag.  After a few desperate minutes, she gave up, unable to 
get her hands in the proper position to access the keyhole of the lock 
because of the handcuffs.

  She looked at me with a glare and made a noise.  I looked at the 
other pillow, she picked it up to reveal another key.  She picked up the 
key, pointed at her hands and i shook my head.  She is going to KILL me!  
She pointed to her ankles and i nodded, and she proceeded to unlock her 
ankles.  Smiling at me, she placed the shackles she took off her ankles 
around my arms, just above my elbows, and locked them securely.  She 
then dropped the key to those shackles on the floor and pushed it under 
the bed with her foot!  I looked at her with complete surprise, feeling 
a new surge of excitement course through me.

  I stood up, facing away from the bed, and pointed to the blanket.  
She pulled the blanket back and found a 3rd key, which she used right 
away to unlock the handcuffs.  With her hands now free, she used the first 
key to take her gag off and she let out a sound of frustration and 
relief.  "You're going to pay for this, you little wench!"

  I just looked at her innocently.

  She pushed me down on the bed and rolled me onto my stomache.  Being 
bound the way i was, i couldn't have fought her if i wanted to.  She 
attached one cuff of the handcuffs she had been wearing around the chain 
connecting my handcuffs, and then pulled my legs as far back as she 
could, and connected the other handcuffs to the chain connecting my 
shackles, effectively hogtying me.  I looked up at her with sad eyes and she 
laughed at me, took a scarf from the nightstand and blindfolded me.

  I squirmed around a bit, mostly for fun, as i knew i wasn't getting 
out until she let me go when suddenly i felt her tongue begin to run up 
and down my thighs, teasing the hell out of me!  She did things to me 
that she knows drives me wild, and all i could do was squirm and whimper 
behind my gag!

  The next hour was sheer torture as she whispered in my ear the things 
she wanted to do to me with her tongue and as she ran her fingers and 
tongue all over my helpless body.  It was total pleasure, but during the 
entire time, i never managed to orgasm.  She kept stopping short of my 
climax, and each time she would whisper in my ear that i wasn't allowed 
to until she was allowed to.

  Then she walked out of the room and i heard her go down the stairs.  
I just lay there and enjoy the feeling of helplessness.  I guessed i 
would be hogtied until monday when the mail arrived, and then i would 
witness one of Paula's most earthshattering orgasms.

  A while later, maybe an hour, maybe 20 minutes, i don't have any idea 
how long i was fantasizing about being like this, i heard her come 
upstairs and into the bedroom.  She began to tease me and play with me 
again, bringing me close to an orgasm but not touching me in the right 
places to get me off.

  Paula pulled the blindfold off my eyes and i saw the box with the 
keys to my bondage in front of me with the key to the box laying on top.  
I craned my neck and looked up at her. 

  "I put the keys to my handcuffs and shackles in here and locked it.  
Release yourself and use the bathroom if you have to.  I'll be back up 
around dinner time, about five thirty."

  I glanced at the clock and noted that it was 2:30.

  She put the key to the box on the floor on one side of the room, and 
then laid the box down on the floor on the other side of the room.  She 
picked up the pillows from the bed and laid them on the floor next to 
the bed where the box was.  Then she walked out.

  I squirmed over to the side of the bed that she'd put the pillows at 
and relaxed.  You cannot imagine how hard it is to do simple things, 
such as scooting yourself a mere 5 inches to one side, when you're 
hogtied!  I looked down at the pillows and then took a deep breath through my 
nose.  I was going to have to just fall down off the bed onto the 
pillows.  Thankfully the carpet in my room was deep and soft, so even if i 
didn't have the pillows, the floor would cushion my fall.

  I fell with a muffled thwump onto the pillows and rolled onto the 
floor.  Panting, i gathered my wits and started scooting myself on my 
belly like an inch worm toward the key to the box.  I suddenly wished the 
carpeting on my floor wasn't so deeply carpeted.  The way i was moving 
was brushing my nipples against the carpet in a mixture of pleasure and 
pain!

  I reached the key to the box and grunted.  I just scooted myself all 
the way across the room away from the box to the key.  I should have 
tried to grab it and bring it with me!  I was just glad Paula wasn't 
watching me.

  I felt a warm blush creep across my cheeks and looked at the doorway.  
She wasn't standing there.  Whew!  I looked at the clock on my dresser 
and it was already 3:07!  It took me half an hour to get here, and i 
was still hogtied as she left me.

  Feeling quite foolish i started scooting myself back over to the box 
on the other side of the room.  Reaching it i backed up to it.  It took 
me a few tries but i managed to fit the key into the lock and turn it.  
The box opened and i dumped the keys onto the carpet.

  Grabbing one at random, i started trying every lock i could reach 
with it.  I felt it go easily into the handcuffs holding me in the hogtie 
position (the ones Paula was wearing when we started this) and i turned 
it, stretching my legs out without bothering to unlock the cuff around 
the ankle chain.  My knees thanked me heartily.

  I grabbed the next random key and started trying locks.  This one fit 
the lock holding my thighs together.  Now i could do more with my legs 
than just bend my knees!  The next random key released my handcuffs 
from the chastity belt, and the next was difficult, but i managed to 
unlock the shackles Paula had worn on her ankles and that were now on my 
arms above my elbows.

  I quickly brought my hands down and around my feet so my hands would 
be in front of me.  I turned around and kneeled and found the key that 
would unlock my gag.  Try as i might, i couldn't quite get my hands in 
the right position to put the key into the lock to remove the gag, so i 
gave up and wiped the drool from my chin.

  I put all the keys and the locks that held the box shut and that held 
my handcuffs to the chastity belt in the box and closed it.  I left the 
box with the shackles and stood up for the first time in hours.  Oh did 
it feel good to be mostly free!  The handcuffs and the shackles would 
remain until the post office deemed it appropriate to give me the keys 
however, and the thought of perhaps missing work on wednesday if they 
didn't deliver it until wednesday crossed my mind.

  I put that out of my mind and focused on the fact that i was a 
prisoner, feeling that knot form in my stomache that accompanies the 
heightened sense of arousal and warmth.  I couldn't touch my sex between my 
legs, but i rubbed and rolled and pinched my nipples, breathing heavily 
through my nose.

  When i couldn't stand it any longer i looked at the clock.  It was 
4:40!  I struggled for over two hours to get this mobile, and Paula would 
be coming back up in 45 minutes, unless she decided to surprise me by 
coming up early.  I decided to hurry and head for the bathroom, where 
i'd hidden the key to my chastity belt.  Opening the medicine cabinet, i 
moved a bottle out of the way and took the key.  It unlocked my 
chastity belt.

  As it fell away, i touched myself, and before the chastity belt hit 
the floor, i felt my release and fell to the floor with it.  I continued 
to touch myself, rubbing my clit furiously and climaxed at least 3 
million times!

  Paula came in a while later with me laying on the bathroom floor, 
tired, spent and satisfied, and still chained.  She rolled me over and 
proceeded to spank me, calling me all sorts of names.  I just smiled up at 
her and when she finished, I sniffled at her.  That brought on another 
round of spanking that, had i not been so tired and calm, would have 
made me cry from the pain.  I knew i'd feel it later but i didn't care.

  Paula replaced the chastity belt around my waist and locked it.  She 
tried in vain to use that key on her belt and then scowled at me.  We 
made sure when we bought them that both belts had distinctly different 
keys to them for just this sort of occasion.

  Paula left the bathroom wordlessly with the key and i heard her go 
downstairs.  I decided to follow her and went down the steps carefully.

  It took me 5 minutes and as i reached the bottom of the stairs, Paula 
came over to me and led me to the middle of the living room floor.  The 
couch was still in front of the front door and the rest of the living 
room floor was bare.  The chain that had held her to the grate was still 
there, and she locked my shackles to the end of the chain.

  "Why didn't you take the gag off?"  she asked me with a grin.

  I held up my handcuffs and showed her that i couldn't reach the lock 
this way.  I suddenly relized that my jaw was intensely sore from 
having been propped open almost the entire day.  Smelling the spaghetti 
sauce from the kitchen reminded me that i hadn't eaten since breakfast, and 
all the struggling i'd been doing had made me quite hungry.

  "Is the key still upstairs?"

  I nodded, and squared off a box shape with my hands.  She walked 
upstairs and returned a minute or so later and removed the gag.

  "Thank you!" i said to her after opening and closing my mouth a few 
times to get the feeling back.

  She just scowled at me.  "Dinner is just about ready."

  I held my hands up to her and she knelt down and hugged me.  I 
whispered in her ear, asking her if she enjoyed the bondage.  She pulled away 
and looked at me, and then answered with a deep kiss that seemed to 
last forever.

  She left me in the middle of the floor to get a plate of dinner for 
me and then brought it to me so i could eat.  She helped me eat and 
after i was fed, she laid me on my back and stretched me out so she could 
lock my handcuffs to the chain attached to the vent on the other side of 
the room.  When she was done, i was spread as long as i could be in the 
middle of the living room floor with almost no slack to move at all.

  "You'll be sleeping on the floor here tonight," she told me.

  She put in another bondage video, this one about a woman who is 
jogging in the park early in the morning before the sun was up and grabbed 
by two men.  They proceeded to tie her arms and legs and threw her in 
the back of a van, taking her to more bondage adventures in an abandoned 
warehouse and finally leaving her hogtied in the middle of the floor 
with the knife she would have to use to escape on the floor 60 feet away.

  While the movie was playing, Paula removed my chastity belt and 
teased me.  She enjoyed eating me out while i could do nothing but writhe in 
pleasure on the floor and watch the video.  She stopped short of making 
me orgasm and replaced the chastity belt.  She hid the key to the 
chastity belt in the kitchen and then went upstairs.  She came back down 
with pillows, shut the lights off and laid down next to me to watch the 
rest of the video and tease my nipples.  She put a pillow under my head 
to make me more comfortable and we fell asleep on the floor of the 
living room in the dark.

                                  ---={ Discovery }=---

  Paula woke me up on Sunday morning and unlocked me from the vents so 
i could use the bathroom and then come to the table and eat breakfast.  
We sat quietly and ate the pancakes she made and then she did dishes 
and we talked about the adventure the previous day.

  "I don't really like this chastity belt anymore, Jessy," she 
concluded.  "I really want to take it off."

  "Would you like to know a secret?" I asked her.

  Her answering scowl told me that if i didn't tell her my secret, 
she'd throttle me!

  "The key to your chastity belt is in the freezer under the tv 
dinners.  I never mailed that one, just the keys to our collars and my 
shackles."

  - End Part 1