Once again Sadkins116 and I are working on another story. You will eventually find a verity of fetishes, kinks, consensual and non-consensual sex, bondage, humiliations, and anything else we can imagine. With that said, this story is a work of fantasy and fiction. It is not based on anyone or any situation. If this isn't what you are looking for, then choose something else. However if you have enjoyed some of our other works, it begins now.
We do need to make the following statements. There are no minors in this story, period. In this story women are treated as property. That is not normal behavior and should never happen. But again this is fantasy not reality. Please try to separate the two and leave fantasy in your mind.
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Rebeccasm
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Rene stood at her front door saying goodbye to her husband, Warren, once again. He had just left with his protégé Jamie Baxter having returned from their last trip two days ago and now they were on their way to a big corporate meeting, negotiating a big deal of some sort. Warren was the CEO of a multi-national corporation and this was about some big time merger or something. Usually when there's this big a meeting it would take a couple days.
Rene was anxious for them to leave as she had plans. She watched as the limo pulled down the long driveway and out the front gate. As soon as she was certain they were gone, she walked into the study and called out. "Roger, I need you."
Roger, the gentlemen's gentlemen, was the head of household. He has been employed by the Miller family for over thirty years. Ever since Warren was ten. Roger was a fixture in the house and probably had more pull with Warren than she did.
"Yes Ma'am," Roger said as soon as he entered the study.
"I'm going to the summer cottage and I want my bag brought down and put into the Jag." Rene instructed.
"Yes Ma'am, should I summon James?" He asked.
James was their chauffer and Rene didn't want any of the staff to accompany her. "No I'm going alone, I've already had the cottage prepared and I want some time to myself. I'll only be a couple days and I'll drive myself." She answered and waved him off.
"Right away Ma'am," Roger answered and left the room. A few minutes later, he knocked on the door and announced that everything was ready.
Rene quickly grabbed her wrap and walked out the door. She tried to hide her excitement, but it was difficult. She had been planning this for a while. No she wasn't having an affair, or doing anything illegal. The next few days Rene was going to scratch an itch that had been burning deep inside her. You see Rene was into bondage. Over the last couple years, as Warren travelled more and more, Rene had turned to the internet like most people. At first it was shopping and social media, but over time she had discovered erotic literature. At first it was trashy romantic novels. Something she could never have around the house. After a while those trashy romance novels evolved into erotic stories. The more she read, the more explicit the story.
Over time Rene's passion turned to BDSM stories, particularly stories of women being captured and bound, forced into submission and used as a slave. She often fantasized about being one of those women, but could never work up the courage to go into any chatroom or talk to anyone about her deepest fantasies. For the last few months, Rene had slowly accumulated lots of toys, cuffs, gags, and other things. She would often bind her legs, cuff her wrists, and wear a collar while reading her favorite stories in her room. A few times she had almost been caught.
It was about a month ago, when Rene decided to push things a bit further. She had taken most of her fetish toys and implements up to their summer home up in the mountains, about fifty miles north of their primary home. Each week she would drive up to the house and tie herself up. Each visit she did a little more making it more and more difficult to free herself. Now that Warren had left for at least a couple days, Rene was going to push the envelope further than she had ever pushed it before. This time if everything went to plan, she would be restrained for hours, maybe even overnight.
As Rene drove down her driveway she could feel her body flush, her arousal grow and her pussy moistened. She laughed at the thought she might climax before she even got there the excitement was building.
The drive took about ninety minutes to get to the house. Their summer home was in an exclusive area with large lots and moderately large homes. Although they had neighbors it was relatively private. Rene knew she wouldn't be bothered but she still had to be careful not to be seen running around naked or bound.
She made sure she parked her car in the garage and closed the door. Grabbing her bag she scurried into the house. For the next couple of hours, Rene prepared for her adventure. She pulled out her box of toys and bondage equipment. Inside it were lots of things she had acquired over the last few months. Most of the items she hadn't used yet. Firstly because she didn't have the courage, and secondly just having them fueled her fantasies to the point of amazing orgasms being left home alone.
Rene went through the box, setting aside the hank of rope, nipple clips, anal plugs, shackles, paddles, floggers, crops and various locks and chains. What she did pull out were a pair of handcuffs, rubber ball gag, and a blindfold. Rene didn't want to get carried overboard at first. If everything went to plan, she would be trying everything out before she went back to the city.
Rene planned to stay a few days and wanted to build up to the climax of her stay when she would be completely helpless for several hours, maybe even overnight. But before that she had to make sure all her safeguards were in place.
First she placed the key to her cuffs in a locked box. Rene grabbed the box took it outside, and placed it near her garden. Rene placed it there so she would have to go outside to finally get free. Next she took the key to the lock box and placed it in the desk drawer in Warren's office and locked it. Rene knew that Warren had placed a camera in the office where their safe was located. Warren had told her about it and knew the camera was motion activated, but figured Warren wouldn't look at the video unless they were robbed or the alarm went off.
She then took the key to the desk and tied a string to it. The end of the string was placed in a milk carton and filled it with water. Rene then placed the milk carton in the freezer. Now all she had to do was wait until the water was frozen.
To pass the time, Rene opened a bottle of wine, filled her Jacuzzi grabbed some body oils, a shaving kit, and a couple of her favorite stories, and her diary. For the next few hours, Rene, took a long relaxing bath, shaved her body, drank her wine and read her stories and wrote in her diary. Rene's diary was her secret journal detailing her deepest fantasies and every time she had bound herself. It was her most secret possession. By the time she got out, her body was on edge and it was everything she could do to keep from grabbing a vibrator and masturbate.
Rene checked the milk carton and smiled. It was almost frozen. In another hour and it would be ready. To pass the time, Rene went out to their enclosed patio and drank another glass of wine, the sun felt warm on her naked body. Rene's mind was savoring every second fantasizing her being captured and trying to get free.
As she was anxiously waiting for the carton to finish freezing, the neighbor's cat strolled up to the patio door.
"Jasmine," She called the cat's name. Jasmine was more the neighborhood cat. It regularly visited whenever they were at the house. Rene opened the door and let the cat in. She picked it up and went over and sat down. As usual the cat snuggled up to her, its soft fur tickling her bare nipples. They sat there for a few minutes before Jasmine jumped down and went into the house. Rene started to go get it, but decided she would wait. Usually the cat snooped around and when finished would go back to the door to leave.
Finally Rene couldn't wait any longer and went to check the carton one more time. This time she was satisfied it was frozen and everything was ready. Taking a deep breath, she slipped on a sheer body suit that hid nothing but hugged her body and felt so sensuous. She loved how it felt. Pulling out the milk carton, she ripped it off the block of ice. Taking it to the bed room along with a small pail, she placed the block of ice in the pail with the string attached to the key hanging over the side of the pail. Next she climbed on her bed and hung the pail from a hook on the ceiling. Now if this worked as planned, as the ice melted the string would be freed and slowly lowered as the ice melted until she could reach it and free her hands. At worst case, the string would not lower until all the ice melted and then fall to the bed below.
Now the clock started, she grabbed a vibrator and slipped it inside her pussy and turned it on low. She knew it wouldn't be enough to get her off and it would run for hours set this low. Rene then slipped a ball gag into her mouth and latched it behind her head. Sitting herself down and started to cuff her hands behind her, but at the last minute, she decided to add one more safeguard. She set up a text message to Betty, Jamie's wife to be sent in ten hours. If she couldn't get out by then, the message would be sent to come to the summer house.
Betty was her best friend and she could trust her with her life, and although she would be humiliated if she found her like this, Rene knew she would keep her secret. With everything set, Rene put her hands behind her back and locked the cuffs around her wrists. She was now trapped until the ice melted.
At first she just lay on the bed, the vibrator buzzing deep inside her. But as time passed her body's arousal started to climb. After the first hour she was on the edge and her body suit was stained with her fluids. Rene needed more to feed her fantasy. Getting up she started to roam around the house, being very careful to avoid the three cameras located at the front and rear doors and office. She did go to the rear picture window and stood exposing her naked body to her back yard. She wanted to feel what it would be like to be exposed in public.
Rene was getting desperate, her body was right on the edge and she wished the ice would thaw so she could pound her pussy into submission.
Finally she went back to the bedroom to see if the key had dropped to where she could reach it. Unfortunately it had only dropped about a foot. Rene lay down and closed her eyes and drifted off into a fantasy. She had no idea how long she lay there, when she felt something on the bed. When she opened her eyes, there was Jasmine on the bed and nuzzling her legs. The feeling of its soft fur only increased her desire to climax.
Rene closed her eyes again and started to drift off relishing the feeling of being trapped and helpless. She could feel the bed moving and opened her eyes again. She figured it was Jasmine again, but when she saw what the cat was doing, she gasped.
The key to her freedom had dropped to just above the bed, and Jasmine was playing with the key. Rene struggled to her knees and tried to yell at the cat.
Jasmine looked at Rene and listened to her grunts, but didn't move. Rene turned to grab the key, when the evil cat grabbed the key in its mouth and ran out of the room. Rene jumped off the bed and chased Jasmine down the hall. Every time she got close, the cat ran in a different direction. Rene was getting frustrated. Even if she got close, there was no way to grab the cat. Finally she had an idea. The string was still attached to the key. If she could step on the string, maybe the cat would let it go. After almost ten minutes of chasing the cat, it ran out onto the patio. Just before he got to the door, Rene stepped on the string. Unfortunately instead of dropping the key, the string broke. Now the cat had the key in its mouth and was right at the door.
Rene dropped to her knees and slowly crawled closer to Jasmine. Just as she leaned forward to try to capture the cat, the door opened and out went Jasmine.
Rene sat there in shock. With the key gone there was no way she could get free. Rene sat there and cried. Unless she could think of something, her deepest secrets would be discovered.
Rene wandered around the house, trying to find a way to get the desk drawer open. The problem was the desk was very old and made of solid wood. She couldn't damage it because Warren would notice the damage. Plus, she didn't want to spend too much time in the office or Warren might notice the large video file if he checked.
Rene sat down at the kitchen table. Her mind going ninety miles an hour. This was her first real time doing self-bondage, and so far it didn't look good at her keeping her secret. Her only hope was to get the key and release her wrists, or Betty would be here in a few hours.
It took a while but a plan came together. She would go out to the lock box and break into that instead of the desk. All that meant was she had to go outside. Her original plan was that she wouldn't be going out until after dark to retrieve it. But if she waited that long, Betty would already be here by then.
Rene went to the patio door and slowly opened it. She poked her head out and peeked into the back yard. Seeing no one, Rene slipped outside slowly. Knowing she didn't want to be outside any longer than necessary, she slid alongside the house until she was at the end of the garden. Each step she took, her mind and body trembled. The further she was from the door, the more excited she was.
The garden look like a football field. For the first time ever, she regretted demanding such a big garden. That was when she heard something. She didn't know what it was, but she definitely heard something. She didn't know what to do, but quickly dropped to the ground trying to stay out of sight. A few seconds later, she heard it again, only this time closer.
Rene was starting to panic. The last thing she needed was to be caught outside nearly naked, gagged, and cuffed, trying to break into a lock box. It would kill Warren to think his wife is a slut. There would be no way to explain this. Rene covered her mouth to keep from making any noise, even though she was gagged. It must have been a nervous reaction. Slowly she crawled as close to the ground as she could until she reached the bush she hid the box.
Rene stopped just as she got to it. She listened intently for any noise. Hearing nothing but the normal things heard in her backyard, she turned around and tried to grab the box. This turned out to be a lot harder than she thought. It took her awhile to figure out how to position her body just to touch the box. Now she was sprawled out away from the fence, her legs spread to give her leverage, and her hands reaching back behind her.
The net effect was Rene's back was arched, her tits pointed up at the sun, and her legs spread wide showing off her glistening kitty. It took another few minutes to maneuver the box to where she could grab it.
Finally, Rene managed to grab the box but with it throwing off her balance, she couldn't crawl. Her only avenue of escape was to make a dash for the door. Rene didn't take the time to think about it, but struggled to her feet and mad a mad dash for the patio door.
Rene ran as fast as she could restrained as she was, but ran into the house and didn't look back. Once inside, she dropped the box on the floor and dropped to her knees. Rene's body was trembling. She wasn't sure if it was fear or excitement. She knelt there for a minute or so and all she could think of was how badly she needed to cum.
For the next two hours Rene tried everything she could think of to break in to the lock box. But this was their summer home and Warren hired out any repairs. There were no tools. At least no tools Rene knew how to operate. She finally gave up and went upstairs to her bedroom. She had no idea when Betty would arrive let alone if she would even come.
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Betty was sitting at home, reading her latest romance novel. It was about a young wife, kidnapped and sold into slavery. It was very hot. She was right at the place where the kidnappers had the wife cuffed, gagged and almost naked on her knees trembling. Betty was almost panting as she was reading, when her cell buzzed.
Betty picked it up and read:
Betty,
Please I need you. I'm at the summer home and I need your help. Please don't call Warren or Jamie. I will explain when you get here. Come in the patio door. I'll leave it unlocked.
Rene
Betty stared at the message. She didn't understand why Rene would send such a message. Why didn't she just call? That's just not like Rene. Betty jumped up and headed to Rene's summer home.
Rene has been Betty's best friend for the last couple years. She had known Rene for almost six years. She met her when Jamie served his first internship at Warren's company. By the time he finished his second internship, Warren had taken Jamie under his wing and was mentoring him. Warren hired Jamie right out of college and soon the two couple became quite close. Even though Rene and Warren were just old enough to be their parents. The age difference didn't seem to matter. Plus it helped that Rene and Warren could pass for early thirties, and were very fit and attractive.
The last year or so, Betty and Rene were almost inseparable. Rene sending this message and Betty dropped everything and headed for the summer home.
Betty drove up the long driveway, looking around to see if anything looked out of place. But everything was just as it should. She parked the car, and dashed around the house to the patio door. Once there she started to open it and run in, when she stopped.
What if she was robbed or kidnapped? Betty thought. What if they're still in there? Betty waited for a few seconds and slowly opened the door. She creped inside and listened to see is she could hear anyone. Hearing nothing, she went from room to room looking for Rene. Not finding her, she slowly climbed the stairs, and headed for the master bedroom. The door was ajar as Betty approached it, she could hear something in the room. It was muffled but it sounded like a person.
Betty touched the door and pushed. When she stepped in she froze.
Betty stood there in shock. It was as if it was taken from her book. Rene was on her knees, almost naked, gagged and cuffed. Betty's body actually shivered when she saw her friend.
"Rene what happened? Are you okay?" Betty yelled.
Rene couldn't say a word her mouth still gagged, only shook her head. Betty rushed over to the friend and pulled the gag out of her mouth.
Betty fired off question after question not letting Rene get a word in. Finally Rene yelled, "LET ME TALK!"
Betty stopped talking and stared at Rene. Her face a mix of confusion, embarrassment, and arousal. Her body tingling at seeing Rene helpless.
Rene took a deep breath and looked at Betty.
"I need to explain something. I wasn't robbed, or raped or anything of the sorts. You see...." Rene hesitated. "You see, I did this to myself." Rene exhaled and sat back.
"I get off on being restrained, and sometimes I get away and tie myself up. This time I had a problem and you are my safety net. If I couldn't free myself before ten hours, my phone automatically sent you the message." Rene continued.
"It wouldn't have been a problem until that damn cat stole the key." Rene said and for the next ten minutes explained what had happened. By the time she finished, Betty sat on her haunches and smiled. "Well I guess I'd better go look for the key, hadn't I?" Betty said and stood up.
"Oh thank you so much. This is so embarrassing. I owe you one." Rene said her face flushed.
Betty rushed out of the bedroom. She needed to get away from Rene. Her body was about to explode. In her mind the scene in the book was repeating itself only it was Rene in the scene. Betty was walking past a spare bedroom and glanced in. On the bed was a box and all around it were several things that caught Betty's attention. She pushed past the door and gasped. In front of her on the bed were several vibrators, plugs, clips, cuffs, and rope. Also there was a large blue book. Betty picked up the book and opened it. Inside was handwritten page after page. All in Rene's handwriting. Betty glanced at the first two pages and blushed. It was Rene's journal with all her thoughts inside.
Betty stood there for a few minutes before deciding what to do. She grabbed the journal, rope, blindfold and vibrator and headed back to Rene lying on the bed. Betty dropped the things on the bed and held up the rope and called out Rene's name.
Rene had been dozing, but when Betty called out her name, she opened her eyes, and gasped.
"Rene you are filled with surprises. I would have never expected you to have such a kinky side to you. So seeing as you are here to play, let's play." Betty crowed as she walked around the bed and grabbed Rene's shoulders.
"Let's make you more comfortable." Betty added and pulled Rene to her knees. It took a few minutes before Betty cut the shoulder straps and pulled Rene's bodysuit off her leaving her bare. In a matter of seconds, Betty blindfolded and gagged Rene.
As soon as Betty had Rene suitably silenced she pushed her down onto the bed to continue Rene's play day.
Betty laughed when she heard Rene grunt, but quickly cut a length of rope, wrapped it around Rene's neck and attached it to the headboard. Working quickly, she tied both her ankles to the foot of the bed, rendering Rene totally helpless.
"Rene, you okay?" Betty called.
"Uuuhhh hhhuuhh." Rene groaned.
"Good this should make it better," Betty gushed and shoved a vibrator between Rene's legs.
Rene's back arched as the vibrations shot up her spine and filled her body and shot straight back to her pussy. She was grunting and groaning, her head bouncing from side to side. It was the only part of her body she could move. On and on the vibrations continued. Betty watched as Rene was reduced to a quivering mass of flesh.
Betty was about to go to the store and then look for the key, stood and headed for the door. Just as she reached the door, Rene's cell buzzed. Betty picked it up and saw it was from Warren.
"Hello Warren," She answered loud enough for Rene to hear. Betty watched as Rene's body stiffened at her husband's name.
"'Hello Betty, I expected Rene.'" Warren said over the phone.
"She's a bit tied up right now. She's helping me with a project." Betty answered with a smile.
'I was just wondering if she is going to be home this evening. My meeting ended sooner than expected, should I wait dinner on her?' Warren asked.
Betty almost giggled as she watched Rene squirm on the bed listening to her talk to Warren. "Oh I don't think so. We have quite a few loose ends to tie up before she can break away. You know how she is when she gets into a project. She really wraps herself in it. I'd let you talk to her but she is bound and determined to wrap things up in a nice package." Betty giggled and bumped up the vibrator a notch.
Rene moaned in spite of her best efforts. Betty covered the mouthpiece and whispered. "Be careful, Warren might hear and I'd have to tell him how I found you." Betty warned.
'What was that? Was that Rene?' Warren asked.
"Yes it was, she got tangled up and got stuck." Betty explained. "I think we're going to stay the night, so go ahead and fix dinner. She'll call you tomorrow." She continued.
'Okay just checking, have fun.' Warren answered and hung up.
Betty turned to Rene and smiled, "Looks like I have you for the entire night." She felt a thrill at her own words and walked out of the room.
Betty turned and smiled at Rene and left the room. She really didn't have anything she needed from the store, she just wanted Rene to feel helpless. Rene had told her where the spare key was located so she headed out to the mailbox and retrieved it. Once back inside, Betty started to explore. If Rene came up here to play her games, maybe she might have more toys stashed. It took a while, but buried in her lingerie drawer, Betty found a small blue book. She pulled it out and started to read.
"Oh my god it's her diary!" She exclaimed as she perused the first few pages. She couldn't keep the shocked look from her face as she read and looked at the pictures Rene had in her diary.
Betty felt her face flush as she looked over the pages. Finally she sat it down and walked out of the house. She needed some time to think.
Betty drove around the small town a few miles from the house. She stopped for coffee and strolled through the park in the center of town. She couldn't take her mind off of what Rene had been doing. With every thought her body flushed a bit more. By the time she pulled back in the driveway, she had a plan.
Betty walked into Rene's room only to see her writhing on the bed, moaning. She stood the watching her best friend humping the bed trying to move the vibrator to push her over the top.
Betty quietly slipped off her dress and stood watching her friend in just her bra and panties.
"HAVE YOU CUM YET?" Betty yelled.
Betty couldn't keep from laughing when she saw Rene practically jumping off the bed. If it wasn't for the ropes, she would have fallen off the bed.
"Did I scare you slut? Is there something you want?" Betty cooed lightly stroking Rene's buns.
"UUMMMHMMM" Rene moaned around her gag.
"Well if you're a good girl I might let you cum later." Betty said. She was surprised how strong her voice sounded.
"MMMHHHmmm" Rene moaned again
Betty lightly stroked her fingers up and down Rene's ass. Loving the feel of her soft skin. She then trailed her fingers down Rene's legs stopping at her ankles. She tickled her feet for a second, then slowly untied them.
"Now I'm going to untie you but you must promise to be a good girl. If you are I might give you some relief. If not, I'll spank your ass and tell Warren how I found you." Betty said. "Will you be a good girl?"
"MMMUUUMMMHUUUMMM." Rene moaned and nodded her head.
"Good girl." Betty answered as she finished untying her. She then moved to the head of the bed and wrapped a collar around Rene's neck. She then untied the ropes and fastened a leash to the collar.
Betty leaned in and lightly kissed the side of Rene's face. "Having fun yet?" She giggled and pulled on her leash. It took a few moments for Rene to struggle to her feet and followed her new Mistress towards the bedroom door.
Betty led her sexy naked friend down the hall and towards the living room. From what Betty learned from the first few pages of Rene's diary, she knew that Rene's fantasy was to be used and humiliated. Just the thought had Betty trembling with excitement. She pulled her captive near an arm chair and pushed her down to her knees.
"Just remember to be a good girl slut." Betty reminded her best friend and sat down in the chair. Once she had Rene positioned, she pulled the blindfold and gag off. She walked around Rene and stood watching her as she focused her eyes. Betty smiled when Rene noticed her diary sitting on the couch in front of her.
Betty stood there for a few seconds before she said, "Yes that's your diary. Very interesting reading. Does Warren know about it?" She asked.
Rene blushed down to her breasts and shook her head.
"HHMMMM interesting," Betty said and sat down in the chair. "So let me explain what is going to happen. I'm going to read your diary, and you are going to eat my pussy." She announced as she pulled her panties down her legs.
She grabbed Rene's diary and spread her legs. Betty looked at her captive and waited. Rene looked up at her friend and smiled. She crawled forward a bit and leaned in, Betty moaned when she felt Rene's tongue touch her lips.
Betty started to read Rene's diary, but it wasn't long before Rene's tongue found her clit. Betty gasped and a second later her body exploded. She had never cum so fast or so intensely before. She was panting and having trouble holding on to the diary.
She reached down and stroked her friend's hair like she would a pet and moaned. Rene was pushing her tongue deep inside her center and Betty's body was already climbing the magic mountain.
Betty had Rene lick her pussy for almost a half an hour before she pushed her away. Her body still trembling from her latest orgasm. "You have a very talented tongue Rene. I think tonight is going to be fun."
For the next few hours, Betty used Rene's diary to dominate her, tying her up in various ways and teasing her over and over driving Rene to orgasm after orgasm.
Betty had never been exposed to anything like this before. She was naïve about the whole BDSM lifestyle. Rene's diary and finding her tied and helpless woke up something inside Betty that she never knew existed. The more she teased her friend, the more she wished she was in Rene's place. When she finally release her, Rene pounced on Betty and kissing her deeply.
The two women walked hand in hand to the kitchen. Both were exhausted and very satisfied. They fixed dinner quietly, neither speaking about what had happened.
Finally Rene looked at Betty and said, "Do you think less of me?"
"Oh god no, I'm just having trouble grasping all that happened. I don't know what happened to me, doing all that to you. I've never experienced anything like that before. The more I did to you, the more I could sense you wanted. I watched you have orgasms that I never knew were possible."
"I can't explain why I did what I did, and I never expected you to know about it. It was that damn cat that caused all of this, but now that it has I'm glad it did. Every time I've done this, I had massive orgasms, and each one pushed me to go further. But nothing I've ever experienced before had come close to what I experienced with you. My entire body is still buzzing. I'm still coming down from what you did to me. I know this is a shock to you, but thank you so much. You fulfilled a fantasy that has been growing in my mind since forever."
Betty blushed at Rene's statement. She too had several massive orgasms, mostly via Rene's tongue, but also when she used a strap-on on her.
Betty looked at Rene, her face flushed and a tear ran down her cheek. "Rene, I love you, I've always loved you, but after today it's a love like I've never experienced before. I just want to say something, but please understand I'm not sure why, but the more I teased you, the more I wished it was me, tied up, helpless with you in control." Betty looked away, she couldn't look at her friend. Before she could move or say another word, Rene Jumped from her seat and wrapped her arms around her embarrassed friend. She hugged her tightly and whispered in her ear, "I love you too Betty."
The two friends ate in silence, both lost in thought about what had happened. The rest of the evening, Betty and Rene cuddled naked on the couch, watching TV. Rene showed Betty her favorite sites on the internet, until they both were so aroused they ate each other to multiple orgasms. Finally, they walked down the hall to the bedroom and slept naked and satisfied.
Betty slept soundly, spooning next to her friend. Her mind filled with all she had seen and done that day. The next morning she slowly woke from her sleep and opened her eyes. Rene was gone and she was flat on her back. It took a second or two, to realize she was lying spread eagle and alone on the bed. Feeling a little stiff, she went to roll over and learned she was tied down and unable to more.
A massive shot of excitement shot out to her entire body. She looked to the side and there was Rene standing beside the bed, with a mischievous smile looking down at her.
"Good morning my sexy slut, so you want to know what it's like on the other side. I think I'm going to have a lot of fun, and so will you?" Rene laughed as she leaned down and slid her fingers up Betty's naked leg.
Betty gasped but it wasn't from fear, it was anticipation of what might be happening. When Rene's fingers lightly traced their way up her leg, she started to pant and her pussy gushed. Nothing sexual had happened and Betty's body was already about to explode. Her dreams last night had her in this exact position and to wake up bound, Betty's mind was completely enthralled with her friend.
Rene pulled out a bottle of body lotion and started to massage Betty's body. She caressed, teased, pinched, and prodded, driving Betty's excitement even higher. When Betty got close to a climax, Rene would change and add an element of pain to her.
Betty didn't expect the pain. The day before she had only teased Rene. Adding the pain was a completely different experience to the naïve submissive wannabe. Betty was thrashing on the bed, her body glistening and her extremities bound, when Rene pulled out a Hitachi vibrator and shoved it against Betty's dripping pussy.
As soon as it touched Betty's already overstimulated body, a scream burst out of her mouth that shook the walls as her entire body erupted sending it into convulsions. Rene kept the toy pressed against Betty's vulva and turned up the intensity.
Betty's hips and legs were bouncing as the vibrations continued to intensify her orgasm. On and on it went until Rene pushed it against Betty's clit.
Betty had no idea that there was a level of pleasure so intense. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she lost all control and soaked the bed beneath her. She had no idea how long she was out, but when she came to, Rene had released her hands and feet and was cuddled up next to her and lightly caressing her tits.
The two women lay in bed for almost an hour. Betty gushing about how intense the experience was and how she loved the feeling of being out of control and Rene controlling her climaxes. They finally walked into the shower and bathed each other, all the while talking about when they could do it again.
It was around noon when they finally left the summer home. Driving home they compared schedules and planned their next outing. As it turns out, Warren and Jamie frequently travel together on business making it easy to coordinate "outings" to enjoy their new passion.