...Till You've Tried It!

It was Sunday and Sandra was bored. Nothing good on tv. No good movies playing lately. Not even any work since her commissions had dried up. She lay on her bed watching the trees outside the window sway in the wind. There was nothing worse than being bored. Except being bored when there was no one around to "play" with.

Sandra shared a large house with two other young women, Christina and Tanya. Sandra had brown hair and was the shy, bookish one. Christina was a redhead and was the bubbly cheerful one. And Tanya was black-haired and was the down-to-earth tomboy. But they were more than just friends. They were lovers, all three of them.

Sandra and Christina had already been in a relationship before they moved in with Tanya. They had lived in a small two-bed apartment together for over a year before they discovered they were both lesbians and both crazy about each other. Christina was a total bondage fanatic and it was she who had introduced Sandra to the lifestyle. Once she got her first taste of kink, Sandra was hooked. The only problem was, both of them were submissives at heart and neither was very comfortable domming the other, causing their sex life to hit a bit of a snag after a few weeks. That all changed once they moved in with Tanya.

Tanya was a young woman from a wealthy family who had inherited a big old house from her grandparents. Tanya didn't want to sell the house but could never have afforded to fix it up herself, so she placed an ad in the paper looking for renters. Sandra and Christina, thinking that perhaps a change of scenery would rejuvenate their sex life, answered the ad. Soon it was the three of them all living together under one roof. They started out as roommates and eventually became close friends.

One night Tanya accidentally walked in on Sandra and Christina while they were practicing a bit of kink. Much to their surprise and delight, rather than expressing disgust or running off, Tanya revealed that she was quite kinky herself and had even briefly dabbled in a career as a professional dominatrix. She offered to teach the two girls a few tricks they hadn't seen before. Eventually this evolved into a full-blown sadomasochistic relationship between the three of them. Whenever the three of them were in the right mood, Tanya became the "domme", Christina was her "slave", and Sandra was her "pet".

But right now, there was no one for Sandra to play kinky games with with. Tanya and Christina were off at their daily yoga lessons together, and Sandra was stuck at home waiting for her next commission to come in.

Sandra wracked her brain for a way to entertain herself. She looked over at the wall where the St. Andrew's Cross lay propped up and reminded herself of the last time she had been tied to it and whipped by Tanya. She glanced over at the huge walk-in closet where Tanya kept most of their bdsm equipment. Tanya kept it locked whenever they were not using it and the only key was on her personal key ring. Tanya considered this as just another method of controlling her two submissives, but to Sandra it was just plain frustrating. If she didn't have anyone to play with Tanya could at least leave her enough toys to practice some self-bondage once in a while.

Just then Sandra remembered. The closet wasn't the only place they kept their bdsm gear. She leapt off the bed and started feeling around underneath it, searching for a certain something...there it was. With some effort, Sandra dragged the heavy metal foot locker out from under the bed and fumbled with the catch to open it. As the lid cracked open the sweet smell of fresh leather greeted her nose. This was Tanya's newest toy. It was known as the Psycho-Master 3000 and it was the ultimate in self-bondage apparatus.

In form it resembled an all leather straitjacket-legbinder combo, but with a harness of straps on the outside. These straps were the main feature of the Psycho-Master. At the center of the strap harness, positioned just over the chest area, was a small mechanism with a large red dial. When the dial was turned up a certain amount the mechanism would wait ten seconds and then everything would cinch tightly closed. The legs would be bound together and the arms would be crossed over the stomach, just like with a regular straitjacket. When a certain amount of time had passed, depending on how far the dial was turned, the Psycho-Master would undo itself and the person trapped inside would be let out. The bondage session could last five minutes or five hours, or anywhere in between.

Tanya thought Sandra didn't know about the Psycho-Master but she had discovered it a week ago and had been aching for an opportunity to test it out when no one was around. Well, now seemed as good a time as any.

Scouring the room for any extra bondage supplies Tanya had forgotten to put away, Sandra scored a leather panel gag and a leather blindfold. After buckling the panel gag over her mouth she stripped nude and slid herself into the Psycho-Master. Since there would only be a ten second delay between turning the dial and the mechanism activating, Sandra decided to put the blindfold on first. There would be no time to fiddle around with it once the countdown had activated. She slipped the blindfold over her eyes and settled it into place. Then, working by feel, she slid her arms into the loose sleeves of the Psycho-Master and turned the dial up to the maximum of 5 hours. The mechanism began to beep ten times, once a second. Then with a sharp zzzzip! the Psycho-Master closed in tight around her.

Sandra felt as if the wind had been knocked out of her by the sudden compression of the leather suit. It was a lot tighter than she had expected it to be. She squirmed gleefully in her bondage, reveling in her total restraint. She began to fantasize that she was the captive of an evil lesbian space pirate who had shanghaied her from her space yacht to be the captain's personal slave girl.

...Several hours later...

Sandra slid between various levels of consciousness, sometimes awake, sometimes asleep, sometimes in that magical realm called "subspace". She did not know how long she had been inescapably bound on the bed as all sense of time had left her.

A door slammed downstairs and Sandra came instantly wide awake. Was that Tanya and Christina? What time was it? How long had she been trapped in this leather prison? And if it was Tanya, would she be mad that Sandra had used her bdsm equipment without asking? Or what if it wasn't Tanya? What if it was a burglar? What would they do to her if they found her like this?

Sandra settled down and listened intently, trying to recognize the voice that floated up the stairs. It was definitely a woman's voice but one Sandra didn't recognize. The closed bedroom door muffled the voice and made it hard to make out. The voice began coming closer. Sandra heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Wait, no, two sets of footsteps? There were two people in the house with her. But why did she only hear one voice? Now the footsteps were right outside her bedroom door. She heard a key turn in the lock and the door swung open.

"Oh!" said Tanya, "Well, my goodness. What have we here?"

Sandra "mmmphed!" into her gag and tried to thrash against her restraints as best she could. She was simultaneously relieved that it was only Tanya who had discovered her, while at the same embarrassed that her Mistress had caught her in such an awkward moment.

Sandra felt the bed shift underneath her as Tanya sat down on it.

"Having a bit of fun-time are we, my pet?" said Tanya, stroking Sandra's hair. Sandra moaned softly at Tanya' touch.

"Let me take care of that," said Tanya, and stripped off the blindfold. Sandra's eyes had become adjusted to the blindfold and she squeezed them shut to block out the painfully bright lights. When she opened them again she saw Tanya leaning over her, dressed in her favorite dominatrix outfit. Sandra felt a tingle in her nether-region at the sight of it. Looking around Sandra was stunned to see that she and Tanya were not alone in the room together. Christina was standing near the door, and what a sight she was to behold!

Christina was decked out in full-blown bdsm regalia, with leather thigh-high boots and a leather strap harness that lifted and separated her perky (and bare) breasts. Her arms were sheathed in leather opera gloves and cuffed behind her back. A bright red ballgag was strapped over her mouth and she wore a collar with a leash that Tanya held in one hand. Christina had a strange, almost glazed look in her eyes and she was drooling around the rubber ball in her mouth. It was clear she was in a state of absolute bliss.

"I'm sure you're just bursting with questions, aren't you pet?" asked Tanya. Sandra nodded.

Tanya laughed. "It's a bit of a long story. You know how Christina's been going to yoga class with me for the past few days?"

Sandra nodded.

"Well that's not entirely true. She's been going to classes, yes, but afterward she's been coming down to my office for...training."

Sandra "mmmphed" to express her confusion. Training? What did that mean?

"Yes, training. Remember a few nights ago when I suggested we try a little anal play, but you said no?"

Sandra nodded again, feeling her face turn pink with embarrassment.

"I tried to tell you that you'd like it if you tried it, but you were adamant. I guess you were a little scared. Which is fine, my pet. I don't want to force you into anything. But I think you remember what effect that night had on Christina."

Sandra felt her face turn even pinker. She looked over at Christina who was now moaning softly and nodded again.

"That's right, from then on she had anal sex on the brain. She was determined to see you deflowered. And do you remember what you told her?"

Sandra's face was now beat red. She nodded again.

"You said that you would only do anal if Christina did it first and if she liked it." Tanya yanked on Christina's leash, pulling her closer. "Well my pet, I have something very special to show you."

Tanya forced Christina to turn around. Sandra's eyes widened and she sucked in a breath. Protruding from Christina's firm young ass was the back end of a thick black butt plug!

"That's right, pet," said Tanya, "Sweet, innocent little Christina here has been coming to me to learn how to be an anal slut. She so wanted to do anal play with you that she decided to learn how to take a big phallus in her own backdoor and like it."

Tanya spun Christina back around and made her kneel with her chin on the edge of the bed, "Oh, she resisted in the beginning. First-timers almost always do. But soon enough she learned to love it. And that's why we're here. To show you how much she loves taking it in the ass. Surprise!"

Tanya snapped her fingers, signaling Christina to stand up. She eased the plug out of Christina's rear-end and made Christina climb onto the bed, straddling Sandra's leather-encased body.

"Although," said Tanya, "I guess the surprise is on everyone today. We certainly weren't expecting you to already be trussed up like this when we came home. It must have been serendipity that you were in a bondage mood at the same time we were."

Tanya pulled out her key ring and unlocked the closet. She disappeared inside for a moment, then reemerged with a large purple strapon harness. In addition to the "primary" phallus the strapon also had two other plugs pointing inward. Tanya rolled a condom over the strapon then lubed up the two plugs. She bit her lip as she buckled the harness onto herself, the two plugs coming to rest inside her own holes. She tightened all the straps of the harness then climbed onto the bed. Christina was now facing Sandra and Tanya was behind Christina...with the strapon. Was she going to...? She was.

Sandra's eyes widened as Tanya drove the strapon into Christina's asshole, causing Christina to let out a long, low moan. Tanya began thrusting in and out of Christina. Slowly at first, but with gradually more force and speed. Christina yelped as Tanya began slapping her butt on every alternate thrust. Christina's moans became louder and louder. With one hand Tanya grabbed Christina by the hair and forced her head back while she continued to slap her ass with the other hand. The thrusts came harder and faster. Christina began to grunt loudly with every thrust. Her eyes narrowed. She bared her teeth and bit down hard on the ballgag as the drool flowed freely down her chin.

"Pweev Mifftwiff, kinn uh kumm?" said Christina through her gag.

"Sorry slave, I didn't catch that," said Tanya, now pinching Christina's nipples.

"PWEEV MIFFTWIFF, KINN UH KUMM?" said Christina much more loudly.

Tanya let a moment pass, then another, and another. Christina's grunts became one long wailing moan.

"Yes slave," said Tanya after what felt like forever, "you may come."

Christina's eyes flew open wide and then squeezed shut as tight as they would go as she screamed out the orgasm that blasted through her.

Christina collapsed on top of Sandra. Sandra realized she'd been holding her breath and let it out slowly. Her heart was beating incredibly fast and the heat from her face and from her crotch could have cooked an egg. Even though she technically hadn't even participated in Tanya and Christina's wild sex act it almost felt as if she had.

Tanya let out a breath and fanned herself with her hand, "Whoo. My my, that was an experience. I should have sex with a hot young redhead on top of a leather-bound brunette more often!"

Christina was still lying limply on top of Sandra, panting heavily, the strapon still lodged in her ass. Pushing back against Christina's hips, Tanya slowly pulled the strapon out of her, eliciting a long moan from the tired redhead.

"Come on now, slave," said Tanya, leaning close to Christina's ear, "Tell my pet what it felt like."

She grabbed Christina by the back of her harness and forced her up so her face hovering over Sandra's. Tanya removed Christina's ballgag.

"It's wonderful, Sandra," Christina said breathlessly, tears of pure ecstasy dripping from her eyes, "It's the most wonderful thing in the world. I've never felt so --mmgh!"

Tanya forced the ballgag back in Christina's mouth, stifling her in mid-sentence.

"Come along, slave," said Tanya, "You've had a very long day and you need some rest."

Christina nodded wearily as Tanya half-led and half-dragged her back to the foot of the bed. Tanya reinserted Christina's butt plug, then retrieved several lengths of rope from the closet, which she used to bind Christina in a light hogtie. Christina closed her eyes and was immediately fast asleep, completely tuckered out from her full day of sex.

Tanya then turned back to Sandra, still trapped in her leather cocoon.

"I think you know what's coming next, my pet," said Tanya with a twinkle in her eye. Tanya held Sandra's bound legs straight up in the air and used more lengths of rope to tie Sandra's legs to the backboard of the bed. This forced Sandra's body to remain sharply bent at the waist, her legs being pulled up and back toward the wall behind her. Sandra was excited and incredibly horny. Right now she wanted more than anything to feel the pleasure and passion she had just watched Christina experience. But she was also completely terrified. Bondage was bondage, but this? This was something she had never done before. She was torn between her incredible arousal and her desire to scream out her safety signal and stop this before it started.

Tanya opened the rear zipper on the Psycho-Master to expose Sandra's ass. She spread a dollop of lubricant on her two gloved fingers and pushed them into Sandra's asshole. Sandra flinched at the cold touch of the lube and the sudden penetration. She whimpered as Tanya worked her fingers in and out of her. In and out, in and out. Just two fingers, and yet they had such a profound effect on her body. When Sandra was fully lubed Tanya settled herself on the bed.

"Just one more thing before the fun begins," said Tanya. She rolled a new condom over the strapon. "Can't be too careful," she said with a smile.

Tanya sat for a moment and stared into Sandra's eyes. Sandra stared back as Tanya's bright blue eyes seemed to fill the whole of her vision.

"By the way," said Tanya, "Thank you for letting me be the one to take your anal cherry. You have no idea how much this means to me, my pet."

Tanya positioned herself at the "angle of attack", placed the tip of the strapon against Sandra's asshole, and...


Epilogue (added: 06/03/2011)

...Later...

Tanya smoothed out her newspaper and shook her head at the front-page article.

"I can't believe this. Cap and trade? Does the president want to cause a recession? He won't be in office for much longer if he keeps this up."

Christina raised her face from where she had been licking Tanya's pussy and muttered, "I'm sure he's doing his best, Mistress."

"Shush," said Tanya, putting her hand on the back of Christina's head and pushing her back down. She continued, "It says here the new school superintendent has been visiting the mayor at his office a lot. Mmm, she's a pretty young thing. I'm sure that'll cause the rumors to fly."

Christina raised her head again, "They're just friends, Mistress."

Tanya forced her head down harder this time, grinding Christina's face into her crotch. She turned to the next page and laughed out loud.

"Get this. The new Yankees pitcher has been named 'America's Sexiest Bachelor'. He's got a fan club and everything. It says they've had to hire armed guards to stop the club members from hiding out in the locker rooms to 'talk' with him."

Christina raised her head, "I don't like those sports player fan clubs. They're all made up of middle-aged women. It's creepy."

Tanya grabbed Christina by the hair and bent her head back sharply.

"Did I tell you to speak, slave?"

"No Mistress," said Christina.

"What did I tell you to do?"

"To pleasure you, Mistress," said Christina.

"That's right," said Tanya, "I gave you pleasure and you have a duty to pleasure me in return. And what are you doing instead of pleasuring me, slave?"

"Talking, Mistress," said Christina.

"And what happens to slaves who can't follow directions?"

"They get punished, Mistress," said Christina.

"Yes they do," said Tanya, "But right now you have work to do. Time to make that big fat mouth of yours useful for once."

"Yes M--mmmph," said Christina as Tanya shoved her face-first into her crotch again. Tanya kept her hand on the back of Christina's head, holding her down.

As Christina labored away down below Tanya closed her eyes and began fondling her left breast. She started thrusting her hips into Christina's face.

What a tongue this girl has! Tanya thought to herself, It's a wonder Sandra's head hasn't exploded years ago!

Just then Tanya heard a loud, long moan from upstairs. She cocked her head to listen to it, imagining the sight of the brutally bound girl upstairs twitching and screaming into her gag. This mental image pushed Tanya over the edge. Her moans mingled with the noises from upstairs as she came. Tanya slumped on the couch and breathed out slowly.

"Did I please you, Mistress?" Christina asked.

Tanya nodded, stroking Christina's cheek with her leather-gloved hand, "Yes, slave. Your Mistress is very pleased. Pleased enough to forgo your punishment tonight."

Christina immediately shook her head no.

"Hmm?" said Tanya, raising one eyebrow, "You don't want me to forgo your punishment?"

"No, Mistress," said Christina, "I tried to talk while I should have been pleasuring my Mistress. I've been a bad girl."

A smile spread across Tanya's lips.

"Yes you have," said Tanya, "And what happens to bad girls, slave?"

"They get punished, Mistress," said Christina, smiling and biting her lower lip.

Tanya covered her mouth to stifle a fit of giggles. Christina was so adorably sexy she could barely stand it. Taking Christina's face in both hands Tanya leaned over and kissed the girl full on the mouth. The kiss was hot and wet. Tanya could taste her own juices on Christina's face, but she didn't care. She grabbed Christina's wrists and placed the girl's hands on her breasts. Christina knew exactly what to do and began enthusiastically squeezing and rubbing Tanya's boobs. Tanya wrapped her arms around Christina and pulled her up onto the couch. She reached down and started playing with the buttplug in Christina's ass. Christina yelped with surprise and then moaned with pleasure as Tanya began twisting and tweaking the plug. She broke the kiss and wrapped her lips around Tanya's left nipple, sucking with all her might. Tanya's merciless assault on Christina's ass eventually became too much to handle. Christina buried her face in Tanya's cleavage and screamed out her orgasm.

"mmmmMMMMMMPH!"

Tanya laughed as the girl climbed off her and settled back onto the floor. She was actually trembling.

"That sounded like a big one."

"Yes Mistress," said Christina, breathing heavily.

"You know what that means, right slave?" Tanya spread her legs wide open.

"Yes Mistress," said Christina, burying her face in Tanya's pussy again.

Upstairs in the bedroom Sandra could just barely hear Tanya begin moaning again.

I'll kill her for this. she thought, I swear I'll--*VRRRRRRRR*

The intense vibrations thundering through her obliterated Sandra's train of thought. She spasmed in her bondage but the tight leather did not yield.

"Mmmph! Mmmmmmmph!" she tried to scream, even though she knew no one was around to hear her.

She had been trapped in this room for what felt like hours, with a randomly vibrating plug in her--*VRRRRRRRR*

"Mmmmmmmmph!" That last vibration ripped an intense orgasm out of her body. Sandra screamed and spasmed again.

The inside of the Psycho-Master was positively soaked with sweat and the leather was plastered to her crotch from the countless orgasms inflicted on her from that infernal plug. Sandra didn't even want to think about what she would smell like when Tanya finally let her out.

She never knew when the vibrations would come, but they were always--*VRRRRRRRR*

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmph!"

Intense. They were always intense.

Sandra wanted to stretch. To sleep. To take a hot bath. But most of all she wanted out. She wanted to be free of her leather prison and the evil plug that tormented her sore asshole.

Being fucked in the ass by Tanya had been nice. It had hurt a little at first, but Tanya had taken it slow, letting Sandra adjust to the size of the strapon. Once Sandra had gotten used to the girth Tanya had kicked into overdrive, pounding her mercilessly in her virgin hole. If Sandra hadn't been gagged she would have sung an operatic scale and cracked the windows as she--*VRRRRRRRR* *VRRRRRRRR* *VRRRRRRRR*

"Mmmmph! Mmmmph! Mmmmph!" That time the vibrations came in three quick pulses, driving Sandra into a frenzy of peaks and valleys and sending her train of thought hurtling off the tracks once again. Sandra shook her head to clear out the orgasmic fog as her mind drifted back to the events of only a few hours before.

The experience of her first anal penetration had been intensely erotic. When it was over she realized there were tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Are you alright, pet?" Tanya had asked, "Did I hurt you?"

At that moment Sandra had felt more love for Tanya than she ever had before. Tanya was such a wonderful, considerate Mistress that Sandra's emotions overwhelmed her. She wanted to jump up and rest her leather-covered head on Tanya's chest and feel Tanya's arms around her, but the leather was too tight and she was too worn out. She settled for shaking her head "no" and Tanya kissed her on the forehead.

Sandra had expected Tanya to--*VRRRRRRRR*

"Mmmmmmmph!"

She had expected Tanya to release her then, but instead Tanya delved into their toy closet and produced a thick metal buttplug. Without ceremony, she lubed up the plug and gently but firmly forced it up Sandra's asshole. Sandra had squealed into her gag at the size of the plug. It was slightly thicker at its widest point than the strapon had been. But once it was all the way in it was oddly satisfying. The weight of the metal plug and the sensation of "fullness" were strangely comforting to her. Tanya then closed the rear zipper of the Psycho-Master, sealing the massive plug inside Sandra's body. Sandra's legs were released from the headboard and Tanya began tying her down to the bed with lengths of rope. When she was done Sandra could still move a little but only just. Sandra hadn't understood why Tanya was not releasing her and she "mmmphed!" loudly into her gag several times to get Tanya's attention. Tanya ignored her and focused on waking Christina up from her nap and releasing her from her hogtie. Tanya took Christina by the hand and led her to the bedroom door. Just before leaving she stopped and walked back to the bed. Sandra yelled into her gag as her eyes were re-covered by the blindfold. She thrashed against her bonds and screamed as loud as she could.

"Hush, pet," she had heard Tanya say to her, "This will be good for you in the long run. Now that you've had your first taste of anal play you need to be turned into a proper anal slut. I'll be back for you in a little while. Have fun!"

Sandra heard the door shut and "mmmphed!" as loud as she could, hoping it would convince Tanya to come back, but she didn't. Oh well, she had thought, Might as well enjoy this while it lasts. I'll give her a piece of my mind when--*VRRRRRRRR*

That had been her first experience with the vibrations from the plug. The first time it hit her she had been thrown so off guard it felt like the plug had exploded inside her. She had cum so hard she squealed a perfect E flat. The vibrations hit her again and again and again, so many times that she lost count. Each one forced a mind-blowing orgasm out of her. At first Sandra had found it quite enjoyable. She was wrapped up in leather, she had just had the best sex of her life, and now she was going to get the same sensation over and over again for hours. This was going to be great!

She learned quite quickly that it was not so great. The sensations she had enjoyed at first soon became torturous. The vibrations made her anus incredibly sore. The constant orgasms sapped her energy quickly, leaving her exhausted and desperate for a glass of water. But most of all they were maddening! The impossibly strict bondage held her firmly in place, preventing her from even venting her emotions by thrashing and struggling. She couldn't even--*VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*

"MmmmmmmmmmmmmmMMMMPH!"

That was the most intense vibration yet. What had she been thinking about? Sandra could barely remember.

Something about--*VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*

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Sandra screamed loud and long through her gag as her thoughts were blasted away. She could no longer think. Thinking was too much effort. She wished she could--*VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*

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