Bondage

*Erica's Revenge*

“But, baby, we still have so much more to get caught up on.” Amanda gave an exaggerated pout at the sight of the thick gag, and then closed her lips tightly.

“Open up.” Erica demanded, moving in close to press the ball against Amanda’s lips, but the smaller girl resisted, shaking her head as she squirmed in the cuffs that held her.

*Erica's Afternoon*

*The next morning...*

Erica groaned into the thick rubber ball that filled her mouth as she stumbled across the room, the short chain between the tight metal cuffs on her ankles forcing her to take halting steps. The grip of her unseen captor was tight on her bare upper arm. The rough black bag that covered her head was still damp from the many tears she had cried during the long drive spent locked in the trunk of her own car. Her wrists hurt where the ungiving handcuffs bit into them behind her back, chafed from her earlier, desperate struggles to escape.

For one night only, a slave and her Master get to use a private swimming pool to fulfil their fantasy.

"Bye Hon" called Betty's Mom. "I'll see you later!"

"Mmmm" said Betty, "a whole day to play." Betty stretched languorously and then kicked the covers from her naked, 18 year old body. Betty had shunned nightclothes since she was 13. With one final stretch, the lithe teenager rolled off the bed and onto her feet. As usual, the first sight to greet the young girl was the view of her full length mirror in her bedroom.

It had sounded like a great idea, a long weekend of camping in Canada's Algonquin Park. While it was quite a drive and not Karen's first overnight camping trip, it was her first trip with the new friends she'd met since she and her family had moved here.

It had taken a little time for the shy 18 year-old to settle in with the new crowd at her college. Having Bobby ask her out had changed all that. Bobby was one of the more popular guys at school and as soon as Bobby had taken an interest, Karen had found herself hanging with the "in" crowd during and after school.

"Flight 714 from Amsterdam, now arriving at gate 27"

Lynn felt her heart leap at the airport announcement. It was almost time. Lynn had been waiting for this moment for almost 2 weeks since her boyfriend Steven left for an European vacation.

She had to endure hours of stringent bondage...but there was a payout at the end.

She was clothed in loose fitting cloths bought cheaply from a second hand store. She was standing, hands cuffed behind her back. The cuffs were attached to a chain which led to the collar around her neck. Another chain ran from the collar to the ceiling, forcing her to stand erect. Her ankles were strapped to the ends of a spreader bar, which held her legs securely apart. She could feel the hard wooden floor against the soles of her bare feet.

The door opened. He spoke: