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Jenny checked her phone. Fifteen minutes until Linda got off work. The sun had started to set outside, and Jenny’s eyes were getting tired from reading. It was time. She put her book on the coffee table and pulled an unassuming black travel bag out from underneath the sofa. Metal clinked as she moved it, and she looked around as though Linda could somehow be watching her. But Linda wasn’t here, and Jenny could take whatever she wanted. Unzipping the bag revealed a shiny collection of leather and metal and latex, chains, cuffs, gags, and more. All for Jenny. She grinned.She had to prepare well, she knew, do it right, or Linda would be disappointed. She began by turning the thermostat down, just by one degree and a half, just enough to feel exposed. Jenny didn’t want to start off completely naked. Instead, she picked out a pair of white lace panties and matching bralet, marvelling for a moment at how they highlighted her bronze skin. She chose a warm lipstick and golden eyeshadow, and generously applied mascara and eyeliner, everything to bring out her dark brown eyes. She practised looking frightened in the mirror, then a mischievous smile. Linda was going to be so proud.Jenny hadn’t had any water in the last two hours. Still, she went to sit on the toilet, dutifully trying to utterly empty her bladder. One last look at her phone and she turned it on its face and put it on silent mode. The living room blinds were closed, the lights switched on. Jenny lay down on the sofa. It was large, to begin with, and she had extended an additional section meant for guests sleeping over, giving her plenty of room to stretch out. She’d laid out several large beach towels too, as protection for the upholstery.She began to go through the black bag, carefully selecting promising toys and arranging them around her. Jenny picked out a pair of handcuffs first, the metal cold to the touch. şişli escort She closed it around one ankle, then the other, shivering. Playfully she strained against the bondage, but her feet couldn’t escape the cuffs. Next, she found a ballgag. It was big and black, and Jenny’s mouth hurt from opening it far enough to stuff it with the rubber ball. She pulled the straps tight around her head, her chestnut hair tied back into a ponytail so as to not get in the way. She tried to push the gag away with her tongue or to open the mouth wide enough to get a word out.“Mmph”, she said. “Mmmph!”She felt herself breathe faster through her nose, smelling the rubber. A shudder went through her as she crawled around the sofa on her knees. She grabbed the bag and put it down on the floor. Keys clattered softly somewhere in the bag, but those were for Linda’s use only. Two more pairs of handcuffs remained on the bed, lying there already opened. Jenny took one and placed it onto her wrists, savouring the click click click, as she closed it tighter until she could no longer hope to pull her hands through the metal rings. With her hands and feet cuffed together respectively, now came the hard part. She picked up a blindfold and tied it around her head. It was large and soft, covering a larger area of her face than perhaps necessary, and with multiple straps in the back, all to make sure it blocked out light as effectively as possible. Jenny hoped she hadn’t ruined all her makeup just yet when she suddenly found herself in complete darkness. She moved to feel for the last pair of handcuffs, just to know where it was, and as her rigid nipples rubbed against the bralet, Jenny winced. She grabbed the third pair of handcuffs and held it tight in one fist.Lying on her back, Jenny pulled her knees close to her chest. Her hands were still tied in front of her, but she needed mecidiyeköy escort them in the back. She lifted her legs and moved her tied hands over her feet and past her butt. This last part took the most effort. She rolled onto her side and flopped onto her belly, the other pair of cuffs still in one hand. Blindly, feeling around with her fingers, she closed it around the chain that held her wrists together. Next, she had to close the other side around the ankle chain. With a muffled grunt, she arched her back and bent her knees, and tried to get her feet as close to her hands as possible. It took her several tries to grab one ankle with one of her hands. She was breathing heavily through her nose now, her entire body tense with effort. Finally, she heard metal hit metal and quickly snapped the cuff closed. She relaxed her muscles, and the chain was pulled tight and stopped her feet and hands from coming apart.“Mmph!” she said into the darkness.She lay on her belly, perfectly hogtied in her underwear, and struggled against her restraints. Spit trickled from her ballgag onto her chin. The metal cuffs had felt cold and alien at first, but her body heat had warmed them by now. Knowing that she wasn’t going to escape her bonds no matter how hard she tried filled her with an incredible feeling of security, warmer and tighter than any hug. She couldn’t tell where exactly on the sofa she had ended up. By shuffling around and craning her neck, she tried to locate the sofa’s backrests or armrests, but she barely made any progress, and all she managed was to move around in the empty darkness. Something stirred within her as she moved. Moisture gathered between her legs, and Jenny began to rub her mound rhythmically against the sofa, trying to scratch an itch she would never reach with her hands tied behind he back. She shuffled around the sofa, crawling, trying to find a position that let her put more pressure on her eager pussy. No, she thought. This wasn’t the plan. She had to wait for Linda. Linda would come and play. She thought this as her body went on to hump the sofa. No! She tried to focus on the restraints, to tire herself out by straining against them, but she felt her legs shake with desire.The metal cuffs clinked and rattled as she struggled, but suddenly there was another noise, an softer, warmer noise, metal sliding neatly into an intended slot, and then a satisfying clink. The apartment door. Jenny froze. Someone took a few steps in high heels and put something heavy down with a sigh of relief. Now Jenny could barely hear the footsteps. Linda must have taken off her shoes. She was still walking around. Washing her hands maybe. Charging her phone.“Jennifer!”“Mmhh!” Jenny gasped.“I-” Linda said. “W-wow.”Jenny was happy to hear Linda speechless.“Aww,” Linda went on. “Not bad, sweetie.”Jenny felt Linda’s weight on the sofa. A hand stroked Jenny’s cheek.“But, you know, that means someone went through my things without asking.”Jenny nodded eagerly. Linda had gathered herself.“This means someone’s been bad.”Linda grabbed Jenny’s ponytail and pulled her head back.“Have you done your chores today, Jennifer?”Jenny shook her head.“No,” Linda said. “You’ve been reading your stupid romance novel, and you took my toys.”And with her flat hand, Linda slapped Jenny’s butt cheek hard. Jenny squealed with delight and nodded.“I’ve had a long hard day, and now I come home to a little brat who needs to be taught a lesson.”She let go of Jenny’s hair and moved around on the sofa. In the morning, Linda had put on her favourite perfume, flowery and woody, but by now it had faded, and Jenny smelled sweat and grease instead. Linda had also left for work in a blouse and tights, a narrow grey skirt, and a formal grey blazer. Was she still wearing the blazer? Jenny tried to move toward her girlfriend to kiss her somehow, but with her ballgag, all she could do was bump uselessly against random body parts.

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