Stowaway · Part 2 (2/3)
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She took the handcuffs down from the mirror, and put them on, this time with her hands in front. She pulled out her seatbelt, then I took it from her and buckled it over her arms and body. It was time to get back on the highway! I wasn't far from home, and was anxious to get there. I was worn out from the trip, and the long day that had preceded it. Before we started moving, I reached over and pulled the lever that let Cat's seat back recline. She made herself more comfortable once we were on the Interstate, and was asleep almost immediately.
I put the pedal to the metal, and the last miles passed quickly. There was a faint glow on the horizon as I pulled the van into my garage. I couldn't wait to get some sleep! It now being Saturday, at least there was no alarm in my near future! I unbuckled Cat's belt before climbing out my door. I walked around the van and opened the passenger door. I picked her up, carried her inside, and laid her down on my couch. She barely stirred through the whole trip! I really had put her through the wringer! I grabbed a spare blanket from the hall closet and threw it over her. I made a quick stop in the bathroom, then crawled under my own covers and slipped into oblivion.
I awoke to the sound of the shower running in my master bathroom. It confused me for a moment, then the events of the trip home came back in a rush. Cat was obviously awake and in my shower. I had resisted temptation while on the road, but now was the perfect time! I quietly slid open the door to the bathroom and crept in. I was puzzled by the pair of scissors on the counter, and the scraps of purple cloth in the trash. The sound of the running shower drowned out any sound I made, so I was able to walk right into the shower stall and put my hands on Cat's hips. She jumped, and screamed in surprise! She also jingled a bit, because she was still wearing the handcuffs! I had completely forgotten to take them off the night before when I carried her into the house! That explained the scraps of purple cloth. Cat had cut off her t-shirt in order to take a shower.
"Good morning!" I said. "Sleep well?"
For a brief instant, she tried to cover up, but it was impossible for her to do while wearing the handcuffs, so she gave up. Then, she held out her hands. "Where is the key? Do you know how hard it is to take a shower wearing these things?"
"It is on my keyring, which is in the pocket of my khakis, which are laying on the floor of my bedroom, which is where I tossed them as I was climbing into bed last night. I will go get it after we finish our shower."
"After??!!" Cat questioned, "How am I supposed use the soap and shampoo?"
"You aren't going to!"
"Oh," she replied, then "Ohhhh!" as it dawned on her what that might entail. Cat was easily the most attractive woman I'd ever had the good fortune to be intimate with. Just looking at her standing there, naked, soaking wet, and wearing handcuffs, I quickly became aroused.
"I was beginning to wonder," she said, after spying my erection. "You had so many opportunities last night to take advantage of me, and you didn't. I thought that maybe you didn't think I was sexy, or maybe there was something physically wrong with you, or that maybe you were gay."
"None of the above! I just wanted to let you have your 'adventure' first. I didn't want it to be about me. I also didn't want to 'take' you. I wanted it to be something you wanted to do."
"Oh, I do want to!" Cat said, as she put her cuffed hands over my head, around my neck, and pulled me close to her. We kissed again, much the same as the night before, and one thing led to another.
It got a bit awkward at times because of the handcuffs, but it did make it a bit more interesting too. We eventually got around to using the soap and shampoo. It saved me having to get the handcuff key, because Cat actually managed to slip out of them after she was lathered up and properly 'motivated'. When we were finally clean, we dried off and went into my bedroom. I took care of my dirty clothes from the day before, and put on some jeans and a t-shirt. Cat retrieved her jeans from the bathroom and put them on.
"Have you got something I could wear?"
She was standing framed in the doorway, topless, and wearing her tight jeans. It was all I could to not throw her down on the bed and go at it some more! I stared for a few seconds more, then I grabbed a black t-shirt out of my dresser, and tossed it to her.
"Can you make do with this for a little while? I thought we might go do some shopping for you, and grab some lunch."
I'm not exactly a big guy myself, but Cat was lost in my t-shirt. I thought for a second, and remembered how I'd seen the waitresses at a famous restaurant chain wear their tops. I retrieved the scissors from the bathroom and cut it shorter. I gathered the excess material, and tied a knot with it near her left hip. Cat checked herself in the mirror in the bathroom.
"Nice work, Ike!"
"Thank you! I figure it will do until we can find you a few things in your proper size."
Back to the familiar confines of my trusty van! We hit the drive-thru of Cat's favorite fast-food joint for lunch, then headed for the local mall. We parked and wandered inside. Cat headed straight for one of those trendy shops where all the young people buy their clothes. I'd never been in one, so I tagged along. She picked out a couple pair of jeans, and some more tight little tops similar to the now destroyed purple one in my bathroom trash basket. I offered to pay, but she used her own credit card. We exited the store and I noticed a well-known lingerie store farther down the mall. I took Cat's arm and steered her in that direction. I stopped her in front of the store, waved her in with a flourish, and said, "It's on me!"
"Really?" she asked. "I've never shopped here before, even though I always secretly wanted to!"
Cat picked out a couple of sets of new underwear, and I mentally made note of her sizes. 34B on top, and size 7-8 on the bottom. I very much approved of her preference for thongs. She wandered over to check out all the bath and body stuff. While she was preoccupied with that, I quickly picked out a sexy little green teddy, and a black PVC bra and panty set.. I dashed to the cashier and paid for them before Cat noticed.
I wandered up behind her just as she was giving up on all the smelly stuff.
"Ready to go?"
"Yes. Thanks for letting me shop here!"
As we headed for the cashier, Cat realized I was already carrying a bag.
"Hey! You already bought some stuff! How did you do that?"
"I'm sneaky!" I said, with a grin.
"What did you get?"
"It's a surprise for you, but you'll find out soon enough!"
I paid for her choices, and we wandered through the mall for a little while longer.
"Cat, how long is your 'adventure' going to last?"
"I've got a couple more days to spare. My parents think I left a week early to go back to college. My car is sitting in the parking lot of the motel, right next to the gas and go where I stowed away in your van. I was hoping you could give me a ride back."
"I can make some time to do that," I replied cheerfully.
"Can I ask you a question?" Cat said.
"You just did," I said, being a smartass.
"C'mon, seriously!"
"OK, go ahead!"
"Where did you learn about bondage? I really enjoyed last night! I want to try more!" she said, enthusiastically.
"I have spent plenty of time on the Internet, much like yourself, plus I had the great good fortune to have a relationship with a submissive woman. She was willing to try almost any kind of bondage I could think of! Unfortunately, she got more into the head games that go with being truly submissive. I've always just been a bondage lover. So, things didn't work out over the long haul."
"Is there anything you'd like to try on me? I know I'm a novice, but I'm ready, willing, and able," Cat declared!
"I'm more interested in what you want. There must be a few things you've seen and are curious about. Here's your big chance! Tell me the one bondage position you are just aching to try!"
"Actually, I have two! One isn't really a position, just a goal. I would like to be tied so that I can't move at all. My other fantasy is to be mummified, from head to toe. I tried to do that with my self-bondage, and I loved how that felt."
"Turning you into a mummy shouldn't be difficult. I should have everything we'll need at home. I'm going to have to give your other request a little thought, but I'm sure I can come up with something," I said to Cat.
We left the mall, got into the van, and drove back to my house. It was a short trip, and I was pondering Cat's request. She was obviously preoccupied with her thoughts, so it was a quiet trip too. Once we were inside the house, I told Cat that I knew how I wanted to tie her so that she couldn't move. I was going to put her in a ball-tie, and I was going to use a lot of rope and string. I wanted to do this bondage on my king-size bed. It would allow her the most comfort, plus I wouldn't have to go far for all the equipment I was going to use. I kept my toy box stored under my bed.
"Why don't you go pick something out of the bag from the lingerie store, and come into the bedroom when you're ready," I suggested.
Cat grabbed the bag and hurried into the master bathroom. While she was getting ready, so was I. I pulled out my container of bondage equipment from under the bed, and mentally sorted out what I thought I was going to need. Cat came back in wearing one of the sets of underwear she had picked out. It was a purple bra and matching thong. I made another mental note that her favorite color seemed to be purple. She looked incredible! I was tempted to skip the bondage, but there would be plenty of time for that later.
She hopped onto the bed, and I set to work. I tied and cinched ankles, wrists, and elbows. I positioned her in the middle of the bed and got serious. I took my longest length of rope and found the middle. I asked Cat to sit and pull her knees up to her chest. I took the long rope and put the middle of it behind her knees. I put the ends over each of her shoulders, crossed them behind her back, pulled them under her armpits and back behind her knees again. I got behind her, put the ends over her shoulders again, and pulled. Cat grunted a bit as I welded her knees to her chest. I wrapped under her armpits again, then around the outside of her legs, and back around behind her back.
I went under her bicep with each opposing end, up and over her elbow bondage, and back under her forearms. "X marks the spot," I thought, looking at the ropes crossing over her tightly bound elbows. I wrapped around her legs and body a couple more times, finishing by wrapping around her entirely at the ankles, hips, and wrists. This pinned her arms to her body nicely, leaving Cat only able to wiggle her head, hands, and feet.
"Very nice, and very tight," Cat commented. "This is just what I asked for!"
"I'm not quite finished."
"What is there left for you to do? I can't move a muscle!"
"I see some body parts still thrashing about! I'm going to put an end to that too!"
I tied and cinched around the arches on her feet, and used some string to tie and cinch her big toes together. Next, I had Cat put her hands in prayer position, then I wrapped around her palms and tied a knot, leaving some extra rope free. I grabbed a roll of duct tape and tore off 5 short pieces. I wrapped one of these around each sets of her fingers and her thumbs. Last, I took the loose ends from her hands, tucked them underneath her ass, and tied them to the ropes around her insoles. These little touches eliminated almost all movement of Cat's hand and feet. Only one thing left to do!
"Holy cow, you weren't kidding! Now I can't move at all!"
"I'm not done yet! You're still talking and shaking your head. We can't have that!"
"These should do the trick!" I said, as I dug out a spandex hood and head harness ball-gag.
"Looks like a good gag, but how can you stop me from moving my head?"
"That's for me to know, and you to find out!" I teased. I pulled the hood over her head, and smoothed it into place.
"Open wide," I commanded. Cat immediately obeyed. I fitted the ball into her mouth and fastened the straps under her chin and behind her head tightly.
Cat started shaking and nodding her head and said teasingly, "Nah, nah, nah, na, na, nah."
I grabbed one last piece of rope, stood up on the bed, and tied it off to a ring I had installed in the ceiling. I kneeled down and threaded the other end of the rope through the D-ring on the top of the harness gag. I stood up again, fed the rope through the ceiling ring, pulled it taught, and knotted it off. Cat's head was now in an upright position and held there. I had fulfilled her wish! She was completely and tightly bound, unable to move.
"There you go! I think I'll give you a little time alone to see how you like being motionless. Have fun!"
Cat mewled in protest. I could see her trying her best to move something, but not having any success. I had a little surprise in store for her. I retrieved my video camera from the closet and quietly taped her. I left her bound like that for about 30 minutes. I only recorded for a few of those minutes, Cat really couldn't move, and I got bored looking through the camera. I couldn't take it much longer!
"Had enough?" I asked her, as I got undressed.
"Mmmmhhhmmm," was her reply.
I started untying her, the rope from the gag to the ceiling first. Next came the ropes around her palms and arches, then the string around her big toes. The ropes pinning her into a ball were last. Cat stretched and moaned once she was free of those. I untied her ankles, but left her arms tied, and the hood and gag on. I was hard almost as soon as I started tying her, and I just couldn't last any longer! She made these incredible noises as I caressed her breasts and slid my hand between her legs. I found Cat was more than ready, so I quickly peeled off her thong. I made her lay face down on the bed, then I kneeled between her legs and pulled her hips up, so I could take her from behind.
After many minutes of thrusting, bucking, grunting, and squealing, we both came to powerful climaxes! I removed the gag and hood as quickly as I could, then speedily cut Cat free of her remaining bindings. She took off her bra once she was free, and then we lay naked together on the bed. I rested for a few moments, then got up and connected the video camera to the TV. Cat's eyes were glued to the screen.
"So that's what I look like," she exclaimed! "I felt like I was moving, but I really wasn't, was I? That was an awesome bondage! It's too bad you didn't get us together on tape. I've never done that before, tied or untied."
"Keep watching, your wish is my command!"
I pressed a button on the remote to fast forward to the next scene. It wasn't exactly Oscar material, since the camera was just sitting on my dresser, but there we were, going at it on the big screen. Once again, Cat was fascinated! She watched in rapt attention as I returned to the bed next to her. She watched until the very end, and then turned her full attention to me. Watching the video had obviously started her motor running again! I didn't think I could go another round, but Cat just wasn't going to take 'no' for an answer! It probably helped that she did most of the work. I laid back and enjoyed the view, as she settled down onto me and gyrated until we both climaxed once again.
Cat lay spent, cuddled against me, on the bed for awhile. We fell asleep that way, and napped until dinner time. I didn't have much food in the house, so we decided to venture out to eat. We took a quick shower together, without any further shenanigans, and dressed casual. Cat put on more new undies, and some of the new clothes she purchased as well. I grabbed a pair of jeans and a purple polo shirt.
"Nice," Cat commented!
"Right back atcha! Do you like Mexican?"
"Yes! I especially like fajitas," she answered.
"Good! My favorite place to eat is just down the road."
We climbed into the van and headed for my favorite Mexican joint a few miles away. Once we were parked, I removed the handcuffs from the rearview and made a request of Cat. "How about wearing these like a bracelet? Put both cuffs on one wrist?"
She grinned, took them from me, and clicked them on. "I think they go well with my eyes," she teased!
Once inside, we enjoyed a nice evening. We drank sangria, and the food was first rate. Cat ate voraciously, she obviously needed refueling after all the physical activity of the past 24 hours. I noticed all the heads turn to watch her as we made our way out. Word had made it's way around about the attractive young woman with the handcuffs on her wrist. I just smiled and waved as we walked out the door. I suggested a movie and Cat agreed, so I headed for the nearest theatre. We checked the listings once we were inside, and found a movie we could both agree on. It was a buddy movie with some action, some comedy, and some romance.
We both got something to drink, found the right screen, and sat down in the back row. I got the key to the handcuffs, and unlocked one of them. Cat assumed I was taking them off, but she was wrong! I quickly pulled on the open cuff and snapped it closed on her other wrist. She started to protest, but I kissed her before she could say anything.
"Be a good girl, and you'll be rewarded when we get home," I whispered in her ear, "Besides, no one can see you here in the dark anyway."
The movie was entertaining, and we were even rewarded with a damsel in distress bondage scene. When it was over, we waited until almost everyone had left, then made our way to the exit that went directly outside. A teenage couple followed us out, and I could hear him whisper something to his girlfriend about Cat's handcuffs that made her giggle. I held the door for them and said as they passed, "You ought to get a pair for yourselves! You'd be amazed at how much fun you can have!"
He laughed and said, "That's just what I was trying to tell her!" His girlfriend just blushed and giggled some more.
I caught up to Cat and opened the van door for her. I went around to my side and got in. Traffic was light, so we made it back to the house in good time. The handcuffs came off and were left hanging in the van. We headed straight for the bedroom. I pulled the black teddy out of the shopping bag from earlier in the day, and asked her to try it on. While she was doing that, I set the video camera on the dresser again and turned it on. Cat was incredibly hot in the new teddy! I pulled my toybox out again, and dug into it. There were a few leather items that I wanted to use. I chose a single glove, Sweet Gwen hood, and a pair of padded leather ankle cuffs. Cat saw the single glove and immediately put her arms behind her back.
" I've seen pictures of one of those, and I've always been curious to try one! How does it go on?"
I slipped the glove on her arms, put the straps over her shoulders, crossed them in front, fed them back through the buckles on the glove under her arms, then pulled them snug and buckled them.
"So that's how! I don't think I could get loose, but it doesn't feel very tight. Is that the way it's supposed to be?"
"I'm not done yet! I still have to pull on the laces. That will make it tighter," I told her, and proceeded to do just that. Once I was done, her arms were almost touching from wrist to elbow.
"Much better! What's next?" Cat asked.
"These," I said, as I buckled on the ankle cuffs. I then picked up an open padlock and fed the hasp through the rings on the ankle cuffs. I pulled the lock, making Cat bend her knees, and attached it to the ring on the end of the single glove. This move put her into a hog-tie.
"It's time for an interesting gag! Are you ready?"
"What are going to do?"
"Open wide," I requested.
Cat did as I asked, and I pushed a rubber racquet ball into her mouth. It required a little persuasion, as racquet balls are bigger than the usual sponge rubber balls used for ball-gags. I quickly followed the ball with the hood. It covered her head, except for her nose and eyes. I laced it closed as tight as I dared, preventing Cat from spitting out the ball.
"All finished! That should keep you occupied for a while. I have a couple of phone calls to make, I'll be back in a few minutes to see how good an escape artist you are."
Cat immediately started to struggle and make unintelligible noises, but I knew she wasn't going anywhere. I left the room for a few minutes, sorted through the days mail, and glanced at the day's headlines in the newspaper. I went back in to find she had moved around on the bed quite a bit, but was still bound the way I left her. I couldn't help myself and climbed onto the bed to play with her. I tickled, licked, and caressed her for quite awhile, making both of us crazy with arousal and anticipation. I finally had enough of that, and quickly stripped down. I unlocked the cuffs from the single glove, but left Cat bound and gagged.
I laid down on my back and helped her to her knees. I unsnapped the crotch of her teddy, and she immediately took me into her. I helped Cat with her balance a few times, but she rode me for all she was worth! Once again, after a few minutes effort, we climaxed together, and she collapsed onto my chest. I reached up and unlaced the hood, then removed it and the racquet ball. Cat worked her jaw for a bit, then proceeded to kiss me enthusiastically. While this was going on, I unlaced the single glove, undid the straps, and helped her out of it.
She sat back up and stretched her arms above her head. Cat then peeled off the teddy and showed me that magnificent body again. I pulled her back down to me, then rolled us over so that she was on the bottom. I paid very close attention to her breasts, and occasionally ran a hand down between her legs. It took me a few minutes to recharge, but once I was 
