Author's Note: Just the start of something I hope to take much further, let me know what you think. R


Part One - Friday

5ft 6", 9 stone, the pitch black hair that usually hung to just below her shoulder blades was currently in a ponytail sticking out the top of a tight leather hood which fit her flawlessly. A bulge where you would guess her mouth to be confirmed the presence of her least favourite ball gag, a two and a half inch hard rubber ball that kept her mouth uncomfortably wide open. A series of black leather straps, two running along her cheeks buckling behind her head, and another under her chin with two from either side of her mouth joining above her nose and running along the top of her head, held the ball deep in her mouth. Underneath the form fitting hood was a pair of gorgeous brown eyes that were almost impossible to put a blindfold over, some similarly delicious cheek bones and a subtly angled jawline that was just as sexy in public as it was stretched out by a gag.

Around her neck was a high stiff posture collar that allowed no movement, she possessed a neck that called out for either a collar or a tight hand to be wrapped around it. From her neck down she was covered in a black latex cat suit so tight and smooth it could have been her skin if it wasn't for the gaps at her chest and crotch. Her 32 A tits where adorned with clover clamps attached to each nipple, while small those breasts fitted her body so well it was like she had been sculpted. Her normally so innocent looking hands and feet where cuffed to the corners of the bed stretching her eaglespread with noticeable tension. In between her legs just visible was the flat end of a large four inch long red butt plug that took a half hour at the very least to work into her tight arsehole. Running along the bed and making its way inside her was the cable that connected to a small but powerful vibrator, from the sounds the setting selected issued a collection of sporadic low and high vibrations designed perfectly to tease but never enough to let its subject cum also the randomness of the bursts made it impossible to get used to or to zone out. And finally covering her pussy was a post it note.

The eyes examining the bound, gagged and hooded body belonged to Cole and the restrained 25 year old's name is Sophie and she belonged to him as well. They'd met a few years back now but that time had done nothing to stop the virtually primal attraction between them, she trusted him completely with everything in her life and he accepted all the power she gave him and treasured it more than he could explain.

Cole walked further into the room to where Sophie was bound, she'd done a good job on herself with padlocks on all the cuffs, on the collar and on the buckle on the back of the hood. All the keys were lined up neatly on the floor in front of the bed, the soundtrack of the room was one of low buzzing with desperate moans then a pause of silence and frustrated wails joined with pointless struggling. Eventually she'd relax in her bondage breathing deeply but it was never long before the vibrator started again leading to her body tensing and the moans starting once more.

As always on Fridays, Cole was an hour into his three hour skype meeting with his partners when he heard Sophie get in from work, however this is where there was a break from the usual pattern. At this point a naked and collared Sophie usually crawled into the room, always careful to stay out of the webcams range, knelt next to him placed her head on his leg and fell asleep while he stroked her hair. After a few moments of wondering a matter came up in the discussion that required his attention and he gave no more thought to it presuming her busy with something else.

He was correct, by the point Cole had returned his attention to the meeting Sophie had set all the restraints up on the bed, got into the cat suit and was busy covering the daunting butt plug with as much drool as she could, since the lube was in the wardrobe on the wall opposite the bed. This wardrobe contained all her favourite things, her Hitachi, a set of small metal butt plugs with coloured glass jewels in the ends, her latex French Maid outfit, a PVC panel gag that covered the front of her face and held her mouth shut perfectly and a lot of other things, but crucially all the lube. Now if the door to the wardrobe had been left open she was allowed to use anything in it, but if it was closed like now then she was not. It needed no lock it was simply a rule she was to follow.

A short while later Sophie lay on the bed her ankles already locked spreading her legs wide, she pulled the buckle on the gag one hole tighter than was comfortable. She looked at the clock and guessed Cole probably had forty-five minutes to an hour left in the meeting, so she reached down and switched the vibe onto setting eight, her least favourite by a long margin, she knew from experience that it could keep her on the edge indefinitely. Shaking that thought away she made sure the cuffs were in the right place and pulled the hood over her face being careful to ensure her hair came out of the back properly.

As she zipped it up and locked the buckle she remembered what Cole had told her when she asked why he liked the hood so much, he had lent in and whispered in her ear that this hood would turn her into his toy to be teased and tortured, played with and punished and none of it on her terms. That was enough to make her want to put it on right there in the shop. With the hood on, Sophie carefully felt for the cuffs her left hand first then her right, the second was harder to do with only one hand but she managed to get her wrist in then push the cuff against the bed till it clicked tightly around her wrist. Almost immediately she noticed the gag she hated this thing, it spread her jaw so wide she could never feel relaxed and it made her drool, not just a little bit but a lot. Her face blushed as she remembered the last time she had worn it.


3 weeks ago

She had been sucking Cole's cock, it was her favourite thing to do, to feel it in her mouth sliding up and down her tongue, but she'd felt the brat in her rise so just as she felt him getting close she jumped up kissed him on the nose and ran away laughing. It was a game they played quite often, she'd do something like that and it was his role to find a punishment imaginative enough to make her regret it and he must have been very close to finishing because he out did himself on that occasion. She'd spent the next four hours in that gag, he'd attached strings to cuffs on her wrists and ankles then strung them up to clamps on her nipples and pussy so she could only crawl and even then only with small movements. He had then led her around the garden on a leash caning her arse if she moved too slowly and getting her to drool on all the plants to water them, he laughed at her as she shook her head to get the drool to drop. The shaking also led to drool splattering on her face, she'd tried to wipe it off on the grass at one point, that was a mistake, as she put her head down to the turf the leash was pulled sharply up she had to choose between breathing and the clamps on her most tender spots she chose breathing and followed the pull of the collar up. As the clamps pulled and she did her best not to scream out loud Cole looked down at her calmly and slowly shook his head from side to side the message was clear the drool was staying on her face. Then she was back on all fours.

When they'd finished in the garden she had hoped that they would be done but she was not that lucky for he then led her into the lounge and put a dog bowl under her face, she also felt his fingers working something into her pussy. She moaned and pushed herself closer to his fingers without even thinking about it, a sharp smack to her arse reminded her this was not going to be a reward, it was then she felt setting eight kick in, oh how she hated setting eight. She spent the next three hours on all fours being used as a footrest while Cole watched the Formula One race with her drool collecting in the bowl beneath her. When the race was finally over Cole turned off the vibe and pulled out the gag which released a large splash of drool into the already full bowl, he held her face with one hand and stroked her hair with the other and whispered to her that she could have had his cum instead she gets this and pointed at the bowl. Sophie's face went instantly red with the realisation of her punishment, it was at this point a bowl that had been unknown to her in between her knees collecting liquid from her wet pussy was brought forward and added to the first bowl. His fingers entered her pussy and she tensed up, she was so close.

"Finish it in twenty seconds and you can cum" she stared at the bowl still unsure but the moment his fingers began to move in her she forgot all her shame and drank as if her life depended on it.

Back in the bedroom beneath her hood Sophie was shocked out of her daydream by vibe starting, "here we go" she thought.

Unknown to Sophie however was the additional agenda on this Friday's meeting, by the time Cole found her she had been in her self-induced torture for nearly four long hours.

Cole walked around the bed completely unknown to the now practically rabid Sophie and read the post it note that she had stuck above her pussy, it read.

Dear Sir,

This silly slutty horny sub is so so so sorry, today I saw a new sex shop on the way back from work and went in to have a look.

They had a long leather bench with a sub strapped down and people were taking turns spanking her, it made this silly slut so horny I started touching myself right there in the store. I didn't mean to cum, I really didn't but someone turned around and saw me hiding at the end of the aisle playing with myself and laughed at me ... it pushed me over the edge and I came.

I am so sorry, please punish me the way I deserve.

Your Very Sorry Slut,
Sophie

So that explains this thought Cole, only cumming when given permission was Rule 1, usually her breaking it would have made him furious but he couldn't help but be so proud of what she'd done to herself. However impressed and turned on he was he had to outdo the punishment she had given herself, and he had a few ideas.

Cole pulled the post it note sharply off Sophie's pussy and at the same time turned off the vibrator, under the hood Sophie froze, there was silence for a full minute then she heard him.

"oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, what have you gone and done now Sophie"

Then she felt the edge of the bed be pushed down, then the vibrator was back on again only this time there was no teasing it was on full blast, Sophie felt her hold body tense and get ready to fall into an orgasm she'd been silently screaming after for longer than she knew, only a few seconds more and she'd be there.

But then after only a couple of seconds the vibe was off again, she desperately pulled at every restraint she had begging pointlessly through the giant ball.

That's when she heard Cole, "you got one easy, if you want this orgasm you're really gonna have to work for it, lucky for you it's the weekend and I don't have anything planned"

And with that he put the vibrator back to setting eight and walked out of the room, this was going to require some planning he thought with a smile on his face.

And underneath the hood Sophie's world returned to one where the little machine in her pussy was her god and she was just a helpless teased and tortured toy.


Part Two - Saturday (added: 2015/12/26)

6ft, well nearly with the 5 inch heels on the leather boots that seem to fit her lower leg to a level of inexplicable perfection. The boots faded into memory once the owner of them taken into full account however. On the average day Emily may be what you would call averagely pretty in a shy, non-offensive fashion. 5ft 7" long black hair that hung to her collarbone and soft features with the exception of her eyes which were a shade of green that could only be described as sharp. Those eyes are perhaps the only feature that might give away her alter ego, a simple second of eye contact with her was enough to send a shiver of anticipation along your spine. Today however every part of her had be designed to leave a lasting impression, up from the boots leather leggings clung to a bottom half that could and had ruined marriages. Her arse caught the eye of everyone in a room and led you to wonder if there was a number high enough to quantify how many squats she must have done. Above the perfectly sculpted rear a corset had been wrapped around her, the tight laces keeping her waist around 24 inches, from the waist to above her 34 C breasts was seamless black PVC with red bands falling diagonally across her. And to finish the ensemble her black hair was pulled into a high ponytail and seemed to shine even in its absence of colour. Here sat a women who would quite happily allow the world to kneel before her, and whether armed with the crop in her right hand or simply with the gaze of those sharp green eyes she could make all but a few shudder and break eye contact.

Luckily for Cole he was one of the few, while he did not fear her he had often winced and laughed as she reminisced the pain or humiliation she had put a sub through. Her most recent story was about a Domme who had lost a bet with her last night, (Cole learned early on never to bet with Emily, she always won) the bet had been who could make a sub beg for mercy first. Two subs, both young women from the club volunteered, Emily's sub had been crying and begging before the other had even broken a sweat. Because of the loss the Domme in question had spent 4 hours naked tied to a pole outside a BDSM club Emily frequented. Her legs were bent double so her ankles were tied to her thighs, her arms had taped to the pole, wrapped completely from wrist to elbow with tight black electrical tape forcing her elbows to touch. Emily placed a kitty litter tray in between her spread legs since she was going to be there for a while. She then finished off the bet with a spider gag keeping her mouth opened so she could serve as an ash tray. Every hour or so when her mouth was full the gag would be taken out a few dribbles of left over drinks would be added and she would swallow the ashy debris. When the club closed Emily detached the now exhausted and defiled Domme and placed her in a strict hogtie with her long hair tied directly into an anal hook. Then placing her in a black bin bag emptying the kitty litter tray in with her and tying the top of the bag closed. After poking a few holes in the bag she simply had one of the bouncers carry the bag to the boot of her car.

'So how long was she in there for' Cole questioned, 'oh she's still there, the bet was for 24 hours control and I plan to make the most of them' Emily said with a suggestive grin. For a moment Cole wondered how she could talk so casually about the human in her boot but then he stopped himself remembering what or rather who Emily was sitting on. After leaving her in her self-bondage for another few hours Cole had untied her from the bed turned off the vibrator and then zipped her up in her latex sleep sack with the cat suit, hood and gag all still on. In the morning Cole had removed everything bar the hood and gag and showered Sophie down (a plastic bag over her head taped closed around her neck, served to protect the hood and also to add a bit of fun). After that Cole had escorted Sophie still blinded by the hood and silenced by the gag to the lounge where he had preceded to make some use of her using a new construction of his. To begin Sophie was strapped into Cole's favourite leather straitjacket and matching leg binder both of them laced and buckled up tight, the leg binder of course concealed the large butt plug and a surprisingly powerful remote control vibrator. Using leather belts Sophie was then tied into a ball tie, her thighs brought up belted to her chest and her legs folded and belted so her heels touched her arse. Cole then lowered her into his new contraption, it was an ordinary wooden box that he had sanded and painted so it could pass as living room furniture. The inside contained hard foam lined with fake fur perfectly sculpted to hold Sophie upside down so the soles of her feet and arse just popped out over the top of the box. It was on Sophie's arse that Emily's arse now rested. Cole had the idea after when about to throw out the left overs of another one of their little experiments.


2 months before

'I've changed my mind, I'll host for your friends' Sophie whined in a nervous tone while looking at the large wooden box before her. 'Nope, too late now your all done up' Cole replied. And indeed she was. Sophie was wearing a full black PVC body suit, it covered her hands, feet and head, the only openings where for her mouth and eyes even her hair was inside the suit, it fit her perfectly like it had been painted on. 'But' she started, 'but nothing, open wide gorgeous girl' Cole interrupted, with a frown she opened her mouth for Cole to gag her, it was a very multi-purpose gag. The front was a panel gag that pressed right up against her face, inside her mouth was an inflatable bulb and running through it and out the back was a breathing tube, the whole thing was fixed to her head by a series of leather straps which wound their way around her head. After the straps to the gag had been done up tight Cole began using electrical tape to seal the edges of the panel so that the only air going in and out was through the tube. He then looked Sophie in the eyes said goodbye and blindfolded her, again he sealed the edges of the blindfold with tape. The now completely blind Sophie was led to the box on the floor by Cole and positioned on her back holding her knees to her chest with her hands and her chin down to her chest. In one hand Cole placed the remote control ringer for a doorbell, if she needed out this would be here way of communicating it to him, once he was sure she could press the button easily he began to spray industrial strength expanding foam he had purchased around her. 3 cans of spraying later the box just looked like a box overflowing with dried foam, speaking into the mic linked to Sophie's Bluetooth headphones Cole told her to ring the doorbell if she could hear him, *ring*, then to ring if she was okay, *ring*, and lastly to ring if she regretted saying there was no form of torture worse than sitting with Cole and his business partners for drinks and to watch the game, *ringringringringringring*, Cole began using a small knife to cut off sections of the foam to make it level with the top of the box, chuckling to himself as the ringing continued to emphasise Sophie's answer to the last question. Once the foam was level and flat he placed the large painted wooden rectangle on top fixing it with latches which could be easily and quickly undone if necessary and there you had it a perfectly normal looking coffee table with a sub sealed inside. Shortly after he had finished assembling Sophie's temporary storage unit Cole's business partners turned up. Cole left the mic on so Sophie could hear what was being said.

At the same time as Cole and his friends sat watching the game and talking Sophie was curled up unable to move anything but the slightest twitch of her fingers and toes. The foam held her tightly and without mercy, there was no give at all just a consistent pressure around her as if the air had decided to hold her down. Suddenly she felt the vibrator inside her start, it was a feeling unlike anything else she had felt, being curled up so tight unable to move it felt as if the vibrations were travelling all through her body bouncing off the foam and then going back through her in the opposite direction. Waves of pulsation passing in and out of her some cancelling each other out others merging to become twice as strong and intense but still nowhere strong enough to do anything but tease and torment. She could do nothing but surrender to the little machine inside her, and just as quickly as it had started it stopped. No amount of desperate wiggling or struggling could help her here, the foam filled box didn't give her a single centimetre of mercy. Twice more the full body vibrations pushed and pulled their ways through her before stopping at seemingly random intervals. In an attempt to distract herself Sophie attempted to focus on the conversation the men were having that was being pumped through her headphones. After a second she realised they were talking about her. 'Dear lord that tight dress she wore to Michael's promotion gig, her legs could have started wars that night' chuckled a voice she recognised but couldn't place. 'Where is Sophie anyway?' the same voice queried, and with that the little machine that Sophie was now convinced was sentient and hated her started up again. 'Oh she's shut away somewhere learning a new lesson' Cole answered with a tone that Sophie knew so well she could picture the subtle grin on his face. 'Well you've got yourself a keeper with Soph, Cole' a third voice added and with that the vibrator stopped. After taking a few seconds to compose herself and recover from the onslaught of the tiny but powerful device inside her, well as much as she could while blind, gagged and sealed inside a box being used as a coffee table, Sophie realised Cole was turning the vibrator on and off every time someone said her name. Once she figured this out she relaxed a bit assuming the conversation would move on from her fairly quickly, unfortunately she failed to take into account that almost every time Cole's business partners saw her she had been dressed in some of her sluttiest clothes. These memory's mixed with the beers being consumed meant that the topic of conversation just didn't shift and Cole made now attempt to stop the men discussing her body and saying her name. After another hour or so of the men discussing her like a museum piece unknowingly driving her mad a voice finally said 'well that's enough of Sophie talk time for the game' and with that mention of her name the vibe shut off. Sophie felt such relief as she knew the men would sit in practical silence apart from to yell while the game was on and she wouldn't come into their minds at all. She was safe, no one was going to say her name for at least an hour or so. 'Yeah enough of Sophie, I'm sure she's having her own fun somewhere' Cole quipped and with that the vibe started again. And in that moment the only thought in the bound and boxed girl's head was 'you bastard'.

After the game had finished and the guests had left Cole unlatched the box and carefully began cutting away the chunks of foam till slowly Sophie was revealed. Cole untapped, unbuckled and removed the gag from Sophie's mouth. Without even pausing to stretch her jaw she begged 'oh god please fuck me, god please fuck me, I'll do anything Sir just please please please bend me over and use me. I need to cum so bad' Cole didn't need to be asked twice, knowing she had been in the box for the last few hours being driven insane by the controller in his hand had been tormenting for him as well but not as bad as it had been for her he reminded himself. Within seconds Sophie was bent over the box she hand been sealed in the zipper in between her legs open exposing her to Cole, he hadn't even taken the time to remove the blindfold. She gasped like a women drinking water for the first time in days when he grabbed her hips and pushed himself inside her. It didn't take long for Cole to push the tortured girl over the edge into the orgasm she had been teased with for so long. As it unleashed itself within her she pushed back into him clenching around him also causing him to fall into a wave of release and pleasure. After lying next to each other arms around one and another for nearly an hour Cole then removed the blindfold and PVC suit and walked his tired girl up the stairs to the bath.


Back in the Room with Emily sitting on Sophie

Cole sat with a smile on his face as he remembered the origins to the foam that now once again held Sophie in place, 'what are you grinning like a fool about' Emily asked looking him in the eye, 'A story for another time, so do you think you'll be able to get that all sorted for tomorrow evening?' Cole said referring to the topic they had been discussing before she told him about the Domme in her car boot. 'Yes it should all be good to go in time I can't wait to see Sophie's face, well and the rest of her' Emily sniggered with a coy grin on her face. She then got up to leave gave Cole a hug, Sophie's arse a swat with the crop and walked out of the house. Cole watched her from the window and saw her open the boot swing her crop a few more times then close it and walk round to the driver's door laughing cruelly. Quietly laughing to himself Cole walked back over to Sophie and clapped his hands 'right time to put you to work, you've got a lot to do'. Cole preceded to free her from the box and again remove everything from her except the gag. 'Go to your room, your outfit is waiting for you' Cole instructed. Sophie looked at him pleadingly trying to communicate how much she wanted this damn gag out of her mouth but Cole gave her a look that she knew meant do as your told or your arse will get a beating so she sulkily crawled off to her room. Laid out on her bed was her latex French Maid outfit, a 4 inch leather posture collar and the adjustable spreader bar. The teasing vibrations had removed all brain power from her and she didn't even attempt to theorise what Cole had planned so she began dressing herself.

Half an hour later Sophie walked into the lounge, Cole turned to look at her and couldn't help but be impressed. The latex clung to her beautifully showing off all her gorgeous curves, it ended just below her arse leaving her legs to be seen and enjoyed and Cole knew from experience would stretch tightly over her arse when she bent down providing his favourite view in the world, easily beating number two which was from the top of Mount Snowdon at night. He walked up to her and stood so close to her he could feel the heat of her body, when he slowly ran his hands down her she shivered but pushed herself towards him. 'Not a word, he whispered then reached behind her to remove the gag, as it came out so did the drool that had collected behind it. Sophie's face burned red as her drool spilt out of her mouth onto the floor in between them. She took the opportunity to avoid eye contact by reaching up and touching her jaw flexing it to loosen it up but with the posture collar holding her face forward it was only so long before she had to return her gaze to his. Without even uttering a single syllable Cole looked down at her mess than back at her and ever so slightly raised his eyebrows. Immediately knowing what was required Sophie dropped to her hands and knees and began to lick her drool off the laminate floor, once she was sure she had every bit of it back in her mouth she stood back up, not the easiest task with the spreader bar.

Cole had not moved an inch for the whole procedure he had just watched her. Sophie couldn't tell if this made her face or pussy hotter but either way it massively effected both, she was about to complain when she saw him lift another gag to her face but simultaneously remembered she wasn't allowed to talk and noticed that the ball of this one was significantly smaller and shouldn't be too uncomfortable. Once her mouth was once again sealed Cole knelt and extended the bar in between her legs till her ankles were 20 inches apart. He then attached the yoke around her neck and wrists, this toy was simply two long pieces of metal joined at one end by a hinge with circles for her neck and wrists. It held her wrists away from her neck on either side, she loved the yoke because of how helpless it made her but also hated it because it meant she couldn't intervene in anything that Cole had planned for her body. Lastly he attached what Sophie realised with a wave of humiliation that started in her face and ended between her legs was a toilet brush onto the front of the gag. He walked her over to the table in the corner, on the table Sophie saw 3 more attachments. A shoe polishing brush, a feather duster and a brush for the floor. 'Well you can guess what your current one is for go and get started and come back when you need a new one' Cole whispered into her ear and as he walked away he pressed the button to activate the device that was quickly becoming the bane of Sophie's existence her remote control vibrator.

Struggling to walk with her legs spread, wrists held up, face forced forwards and tight latex dress constricting her body and vibrator buzzing away she realised it was going to be a long afternoon. And as she bent down at the waist over the first of 4 toilets in the house she couldn't help but wonder why Cole wanted her to clean the house it felt like more than just a plan to humiliate her although that was definitely working she admitted to herself, as she shook her face side to side scrubbing away. And why had Emily been here earlier, she hadn't heard her voice but she knew it was Emily that sat on her because she recognised her expert use of the crop, no one cropped like Emily, Sophie knew this better than most. What could Cole and Emily be planning, turning her head to get a better angle she caught her reflection in the mirror. All four limbs spread out, neck completely contained in the high leather collar and a toilet brush where her mouth should be and she was overcome with complete humiliation. Not because of the tight outfit showing every part of her body, not because of the restraints stretching her out like a puppet on strings, not even because instead of a mouth and a voice she had a toilet brush but because as she took it all in she realised she loved it all and she wouldn't free herself even if she could. And her next thought filled her with dread yet also the most intense excitement.

What did Cole have planned for tomorrow?


Part Three - Saturday Night (added: 2016/10/20)

Sophie had been right in the assumption of a long afternoon but wrong to assume she'd have to wait to tomorrow to see what else Cole had planned, after she had finished brushing the toilets clean she had returned to Cole for, she presumed another brush but she was ordered just to stand in front of him. Cole preceded to turn the vibrator on full and bring her to the edge of cumming three times. Every time she was right on the edge of falling into the orgasm that had been denied from her for so long the vibrator would stop and her hopes of being allowed to finish fell away. Even on the third time when she held no illusions of being allowed to finish once she reached that cliff, that perfect state where every part of her buzzed with energy like a tiger just before pouncing on its prey, the sudden stop of that little vibrator devastated her. After these three the toilet brush was removed and the feather duster attached to the gag on her face, with this Cole sent on her way. He repeated this next time she had to change the brush and when her wrists were cuffed to her collar with short chains allowing enough movement for sweeping and mopping but not much else. Every time she returned Cole gave her another task accompanied by the three edges, Sophie lost count once they surpassed thirty and several hours but finally she came back to Cole and he began to remove all the restraints.

'Just in time' Cole quipped as he removed the last of her restraints, the utility gag. Cole smiled as a look of exhausted confusion crossed Sophie's face. 'Oh you didn't think we were done did you?' with that he sent her to clean up and said to return to her naked as quickly as possible. Sophie walked into the lounge fifteen minutes later slightly more awake and aware but none the less exhausted, but with only two steps taken into the room her eyes fell onto the table and she froze. Laid out on the table were more clamps than she could count, and not any clamps but the metal ones with teeth that she hated so much, bitey clamps she called them. But Cole had only ever used a handful at a time there had to be over two dozen on the table before her. 'Ah there you are good, over you come' Cole summoned from the sofa, she hadn't even noticed him. As she walked over slowly her eyes darting between the clamps and Cole, he stood up with a handful of clamps and took a step towards her. Sophie wasn't playing now she knew these clamps hurt and she was worried, Cole placed a hand on her face 'Listen little thing, these are going to hurt ... a lot, but I believe you can take it and I want you to stand here and not make a sound while I put them on, can you do that?'. Sophie nodded slightly which led to a raised eyebrow from Cole, 'Sorry Sir, Yes this slut will be quiet please put as many clamps on her as you want' she declared in a quiet yet firm voice, 'Good girl'. And with that he started, the clamps were about two centimetres wide, similar to the metal clips used for office stationary except these ones and blunted metal teeth, the teeth were spaced slightly off so that they didn't completely cut off blood flow but this was worse in Sophie's opinion because it means they could be worn for long times without risk of damage. Cole started in obvious places, clamps bit down on her nipples and around the rest on her tits, but then one went on her lips sealing them shut, others on her arms, stomach and most excruciatingly a line along her pussy trapping a vibrator she had never seen before inside.

Cole gave her a few minutes to acclimatise and then walked her towards the front door, where the coat racks and shoes usually lived was something Sophie had confessed to Cole she had wanted since she first realised she was kinky. Standing around two meters tall, made from polished steel, it was a St Andrews Cross. Sophie turned to Cole with a shocked look on her face, he suspected her mouth would be in the stereotypical surprised O if it wasn't for the clamp holding it shut, 'Oh yes, it's great isn't it, shall we see if it fits' a slight laugh followed his statement then he preceded to help Sophie up onto the cross, first her legs were cuffed to the small steps by metal manacles then her wrists were held above her head and fixed in the same way, more metal bands wrapped themselves around her lower arms, upper legs, stomach and neck, each fixed and locked in place slowly and carefully by Cole. 'Excellent now you're ready' Cole commented looking his clamped and restrained toy up and down with a mix of pride and desire, she looked fantastic. The cross stretched her out just as she had been on the bed on Friday, the tension was visible but not too intense as to risk cramps by her being in it for an extended time, the clamps all over her body reminded him of her devotion to him which brought a smile to his face. He looked up to her eyes and saw in her eyes how turned on she was spread out and presented like this, what he also saw however was curiosity. 'It'll all make sense soon' and with that Cole walked out of the hall into the lounge.

The moment Cole stepped into the lounge Sophie felt the small device in her come to life, it was unlike anything she had ever felt before, to start the vibrations came in waves of growing intensity and seemed to inch into her body in a sphere with her crotch at the centre, then as the waves slowed the sphere shrunk again. But while this was happening a soft but noticeable tingling danced through her insides she realised the vibrator was also shocking her as part of its teasing. For a short time Sophie's world was one of growing and shrinking waves of pleasure sometimes extending all the way to her toes and neck as if her whole body were vibrating and then it would shrink right down till all that power and pleasure was concentrated inside her pussy. Those moments were the worst, when it was spread out the pleasure was relaxing and soft but all of it in one spot was almost unbearable, it was as if there was a ball of pure energy inside her, pushing and pulling at her pussy till it didn't feel like there was a vibrator there but that her own body was simply radiating her own torment. Then suddenly a sharp harsh jolt snapped its way through all of Sophie's body, it was so fast and sharp once it was over she couldn't even comprehend what it was.

Shortly after Cole walked past her and the vibrations started again, he opened the front door and to her horror standing there was Emily, she stood in a full length red satin dinner gown and her beauty stunned Sophie so completely she forgot where she was, that was until Emily noticed her and all too swiftly she remembered and within seconds her face matched the red of Emily's dress. Cole greeted Emily with a kiss on the cheek, 'Emily so glad you could make it, and you brought company' he said noticing the women on all fours by Emily's leg. 'Ah yes how rude of me, Cole you remember the story I told you about the bet with the women who ended up in the bin bag?' Emily began as if she was discussing whether to get two pints of milk or four. 'Well of course not something that leaves your mind quickly' Cole replied, 'Yes well this is the young women who I won the bet with, seems she enjoyed being reduced to tears so quickly and was curious about more, her name is Chloe, say hello Chloe', the young women looked up for the first time noticing Cole and then Sophie, her gaze fixed on Sophie until Emily shook her lead sharply which then led to 'woof woof'. And with that Sophie wasn't the only one with a red face, the smile on Cole's face caused Chloe to turn bright red then return to looking at the floor. 'She's new but she's taking to it well' Emily noted while stroking Chloe's head, 'anywhere I can put her?' Chloe asked, 'Yes of course, she can stay with the coats and bags for now'. Sophie still trying and of course failing to hide from the mocking gaze of Emily missed the significance of that statement, the cross had been put where the coat rack usually lived she noticed however when Emily took a firm grip of the clamp over her mouth and hooked her bag over it. 'Oh My Fucking God, I'M A FUCKING COAT RACK' Sophie thought as the bag fell down pulling on the clamp, another clamp on her arm was picked for Emily's coat. 'Hmmm what about you?' Emily questioned looking down at Chloe, 'Allow me' Cole interrupted and with that he positioned Chloe right in between Sophie's legs and fixed the D ring on her collar to the lowest clamp sealing Sophie's pussy closed with a short chain so that Chloe's face was fixed less than five centimetres away from the pussy of the restrained girl she had never met. 'nicely done' Chloe admired and finished the job by cuffing Chloe's hand behind her back then her wrists to her ankles so she'd be forced to kneel there, with a press of a button on a small remote a slow buzzing noise began from inside Chloe, then the two walked into the lounge leaving their charges firmly joined and stuck.

Over the next hour over a dozen people turned up at the house, it was after the third that Sophie realised the shock she was feeling was being triggered by the doorbell. Every time someone rang it her blissful waves of vibration cracked into a body wide half second of pain and she had to start again. The entire experience was made worse by Chloe, who for twenty minutes just stared silently up at Sophie as if she were a curious puppy, this made Sophie very conscious of how she was restrained and being used. But after a while this seemed to bore Chloe and when the fifth guest, the local leather shop owner, had hung his heavy leather jacket on Sophie's left nipple Chloe began to lick Sophie's pussy, working her tongue in between the gaps of the clamps. 'mmmmhmhhhmm' Sophie exclaimed looking down at Chloe for the first time in a while but she couldn't see her face because of all the coats and bags hanging off her body all she could see is Chloe's frankly fantastic little arse wrapped tightly in a short black dress bobbing side to side with the rhythm of her tongue. After a few minutes Sophie's protests became fake because this barking girls nimble tongue had added a whole new dynamic to what she was feeling. Before it had a been internal, given to her by a machine, now with Chloe's intervention it felt as if it was all coming from her, the vibrations the shocks they all seemed to flow from her mouth into Sophie's body. It took a painful turn however when the next guest arrived, Chloe had her tongue buried in between clamps deep inside Sophie when the shock hit causing her to pull back in pain and then pull back on the clamps as well. This didn't seem to deter her though, the moment the vibrations started again so did Chloe. For an hour or so pleasure flowed from this girl's mouth through Sophie's pussy along her thighs, up her spine all over her body. With every guest a jab of pain knocked her back and the pair started again on their joint journey, neither of them could finish but that didn't stop them from enjoying it, Chloe pushed herself as far into Sophie as she could and Sophie moved her hips in the rhythm. Chloe was also knocked back from her high by the shocks her mouth was receiving but she didn't let that stop her, Sophie felt as if the two were entwined, their bodies becoming excited and aroused in perfect unison building each other up.

Shortly after the last guest arrived Cole walked into the corridor to check on Sophie and Chloe, what a pair they made. Nearly all of Sophie's body was hidden behind coats, jackets and coats, her eyes were closed in obvious pleasure, hidden under a large overcoat was the top half of Chloe, you wouldn't know she was there if it weren't for the bobbing of her head moving the coat and her cute little arse moving back and forth. Cole noticed that Chloe and Sophie's hips were moving in perfect unison as if they were grinding on each other. 'Time for the entertainment girls' Cole interrupted, Sophie's eyes snapped open, arousal was tinted with slight shame, presumably because of the pleasure she had received from this complete stranger. Cole shut off both of their vibrators unhooked Chloe reattached her leash and walked her into the lounge, Sophie stared at the arse of the girl who had had her tongue inside her for the last hour with a desire she didn't completely understand. Cole was gone for ten minutes or so then he returned for Sophie, 'how's things my little coat rack' he asked kissing her neck. Sophie looked into his eyes and he felt her desperation like a hand around his neck pulling him in for a kiss. Cole walked around the back of the cross and for a moment fiddled with something beyond Sophie's sight, then suddenly she was moving, unbeknownst to her the cross had wheels on the bottom. Cole wheeled her into the lounge, a dozen eyes followed her in, but Sophie only had eyes for Chloe, she was suspended from an eye bolt in the ceiling, heavy cuffs attached to her wrists and elbows took her weight, she was a good half a metre off the ground and was slowly spinning in circles. This was the first time Sophie had got a good look at Chloe and she had never reacted this way to a women before.

5ft 2" around 8 stone, 32 B breasts, long red hair that would cover her breasts if it wasn't all behind her shoulder running down her back. A long tattoo that looked like a winding path spiralled up her left leg disappearing under her dress, a dress that did nothing but accentuate Chloe, coming about half way down her thighs the tight black fabric clung to the women all the way up till just under her collar bone, there it cut away into one black band that hugged her neck. Sophie drank it all in, somehow she felt connected to this floating spinning girl, after staring at her body she looked back towards her face and realised Chloe had been staring at her to, their eyes met and just before the spinning girl broke eye contact she gave Sophie the smallest of grins.

Cole wheeled Sophie to the corner of the room and set her there, he took the clamp off her mouth and went and put it onto Chloe, she whimpered with the pain in a way that made Sophie want to jump off the cross and put the clamp back on herself. But she knew better than to try so she stayed silent and watched the spinning girl's gagged mouth slowly turn out of view. She was snapped back into reality by Cole's voice 'well I had planned on leaving you out there for the evening but then I had a bit of a brainwave, we're going to play a game'. Cole then explained his variation on the "I went to the shops and bought" drinking game, in the original game people take turns to add an item to a list alphabetically then have to repeat it if they forget they drink, so someone would say "I went to the shops and bought an apple, a bottle, some chalk, a dog" and so on and so forth adding an item till someone forgets or stumbles. In Cole's variation the guests were going to shout out things for Sophie to repeat, her starting phrase was to be "This filthy collection of holes wants to be". And so the game began, the vibrator within Sophie turned on again, this time there was no subtle waves of merging pleasure but an intense and deep pulse every half second. Cole started 'Allowed to serve you all' and Sophie opened her still sore mouth 'This filthy collection of holes wants to be allowed to serve you all', 'very good' Cole celebrated, then Emily added 'beaten until she cries'. So Sophie began 'This filthy collection of holes wants to be allowed to serve you all and beaten until she cries', as soon as she had finished she heard 'covered in cum' so she of course said 'This filthy collection of holes wants to be allowed to serve you all, beaten until I cry ...' she was cut off before she could finish by a shock from her crotch. Again this one was different from the ones outside it lasted several seconds and was much harsher, she jolted causing all her clamps to be pulled on. 'No, it was until she cries not I' Cole insisted. This continued for most of the night, the vibrator stayed on while Sophie got them right and while they were thinking of them all this took a while with some of the letters, every time she got one wrong in any way she was shocked and had to start again. Eventually they got to Z and Sophie tormented for so long panted out the long sentence, it took her seven attempts to get it right but eventually she succeeded.

'This filthy collection of holes wants to be

Allowed to serve you all

Beaten until she cries

Covered in cum

Driven around public bound to the top of the car naked

Emailed humiliating pictures of herself while she's at work

Forced to suck the cocks of every man in a football stadium

Given to every Dominant in the room for a day as their toilet

Humiliated so completely she forgets she's human

Incorporated into the local pony show

Jobless and exist solely to pleasure others

Kind and respectful to people who treat her like the slut she is

Loaned out to strangers

Made to eat Chloe's arse all night

Naked in front of everyone at her office

Ordered to fuck her arse till she is screaming

Peed on by all the women in that same football stadium

Queried by airport security for having a huge butt plug in on a plane

Required to beg to use the toilet

Shipped in a box rather than allowed to travel in a vehicle

Tarred and feathered

Unknowingly tricked into long term chastity

Vaccinated by a vet since she is an animal

Woofing instead of talking

Yearly caned so hard that she can't walk for a week

X-rayed with a butt plug and dildo in front of medical students who tweet pictures of everything

Zipped in a clear latex bag then suspended under a bridge over a motorway during rush hour'

With the last syllable uttered the group cheered and laughed, and the vibrator shut off. Sophie slumped in her cross, hornier than she had ever been, sleepier than she had ever been. She returned to watching the still spinning Chloe to calm herself down and relax, for a few seconds the girls would have eye contact then when Chloe was facing the other way Sophie would shamelessly look at the young girls arse. 'Right, fill these in then bugger off to your rooms, we have a busy day tomorrow' Cole's voice broke Sophie and Chloe's spell, Sophie looked down to see Cole handing out forms to all the guests they spent a few minutes filling them in then handed them back to Cole, the room slowly emptied after a quick conversation Emily left Cole to deal with Chloe. First he began unclamping Sophie one at a time, after each one was removed he spent a few minutes rubbing in a soothing cream and kissing the spot after they were all off he released her from the cross removed the vibrator and sat her on the sofa.

Cole then lowered Chloe down, removed the cuffs and spent ten minutes massaging her arms to make sure she had all her feeling, he told them he'd be right back. 5 minutes later Cole returned with two plates of food and glasses of water, he found the girls spooning on the sofa. He laid the plates on the table and sat next to them without interfering, about a minute later Sophie broke the hug and crawled over Cole to lay down next to him and lay head on his lap, Chloe looked on nervously. Cole raised an arm and Sophie nodded, so Chloe joined them. They sat there for a while until Cole reached forward and put the plates down. The girls slowly ate their food and when they were done Cole asked Chloe about herself, in a smooth voice she told them about how she had moved to their area recently. She was just out of university and took the opportunity of more money and spare time to have a closer look at her sexual interests, which is why she was in the club when Emily had called for a volunteer. Cole and Sophie then filled Chloe in on how they had met, and what they both did. For the next hour they talked about general life stuff as if they had just had a normal dinner party, after this Cole led them both upstairs. 'You can share Soph's big cage tonight Chloe' Cole said softly as they walked past the doors of sleeping guests. He led them both into the cage gave them a blanket, kissed Soph and kissed Chloe's forehead then locked them in wished them goodnight and turned out the light.

The girls fell asleep under the blanket wrapped around each other, somehow during the activities of the night an odd but strong bond had formed between these two sleepy horny girls.