Around the Town
Six:
Study Date
She stood arms
pulled tight over her head. The cuffs
dug into her wrists as she stood on near tip-toe. The ball gag was causing her jaw to ache, and
she shifted constantly trying to get into a more comfortable position with the
cuffs.
He stepped up
behind her and pinched her nipples through the thin t-shirt she wore, and she
moaned softly in the gag. He released them and stepped in front of her. He was clad in leather from head to toe. Pulling a knife from his belt, he slit the
shirt down the front, then on either shoulder, removing it. The bra came off
the same way. Then he unzipped the tight
jeans she wore.
She stood before him in a pair of white silk
panties already moist, whether from exertion or excitement only she knew. He pinched the nipples again, turning them a
lovely red shade. Then he slipped a pair of clothespins on her nipples. She whimpered a little as they snapped
closed.
He stepped
behind her and swatted her once on each firm ass cheek; a teasing stroke meant
to get her attention more than anything.
He snaked an arm around her from behind and slipped it under her panties
stroking her lips gently. He then slid
her panties down.
He adjusted the
height of the bar over her head; so that her arms could be lowered a
little. Satisfied with the new height,
he slid a box in front of her. He pushed
on the box until she was leaning over it, ass sticking out. This resulted in her arms being pulled taut
once again.
Moving back
behind her, he began swatting her ass.
He hit first one cheek then the other, slowly getting into a
rhythm. She wiggled and squirmed under
his ministrations, but there was really nowhere for her to escape. Once her ass cheeks turned that same lovely
shade of red her nipples had been, he finally stopped.
He opened a
bottle of baby oil and slowly let it drizzle down her spine. It rolled down her ass cheeks and crack,
finally dripping down her legs and onto the floor. Satisfied, he set the bottle aside and began
massaging her. Back, sides, hips, and
finally ass. Suddenly, he kicked her
legs apart and slipped a hand between them, stroking her clit with an oil
covered hand. When she started squirming
and moaning in a soft purring fashion he stopped and moved away from her.
He wrapped a
belt around her waist and buckled it in the back just over her ass. There was an additional piece of leather
hanging down in the front of the belt; leaving it dangle, he picked up a bag
off the table. He stood before her and
showed her two of the items in the bag, a pair of identical 8 inch
vibrators.
Her eyes
widened a little and he stepped behind her.
He slipped one in her wet pussy. Holding the leather strap tightly against
it, he went to work on the second one.
Rubbing it in the oil coating her body he pressed it into her tight
hole, slowly slipping it in deeper and deeper.
Once both
vibrators were in place he pulled the strap tight, and attached it to the belt
in the back. He then placed a small
cover over the buckle, and locked it in place.
He pocketed the key, and removed the box from in front of her.
He raised the
bar for the cuffs so she was forced back on tiptoe. He tweaked the clips on her nipples, eliciting
another moan, then sat on the box, and watched her expectantly. Once he had her complete attention he pressed
a button on the remote. She immediately
started to squirm as the vibrators jumped to life inside her.
He waited till her
moans and purrs were quite frantic before turning the remote off. He removed the clips from her nipples
roughly, taking a moment to nibble on each.
He removed the cuffs, and then the ball gag. Before she could utter a word, he pulled out
a fresh pair of jeans, a bra, and a new pink butterfly t-shirt identical to the
one she had been wearing.
"Get
dressed, Quinn. It’s
"I'll do
better in History next time, David. I
promise. Can I please have the key to
the belt?"
"Not until
you get an A on the history paper."