Tammy’s Valentine Bind · Part 1 (1/2)
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Tammy Lynette Dufrane sat frozen at her desk. She blankly stared at the 9-inch view screen on the portable DVD player in front of her. It had mysteriously appeared on her desk while she and her secretary had been called to the conference room for the daily morning powwow. No explanation of who it was from, just a card with the words ‘FOR YOUR EYES ONLY’ slid under the white bow and ribbon that decorated the heart shaped bright red box it came in. Two layers of her favorite caramel filled chocolates surrounded the player and filled the rest of the 2-inch deep box.
Even though he was overseas on business, her husband, Mike, had arranged to have a dozen red roses delivered to her office each morning for the last 9 days. Tomorrow is their tenth anniversary. It is also Valentine’s Day. And, Mike had called yesterday to inform her a major glitch arose in the negotiations and he would be stuck overseas for at least 4 more days.
She had looked forward to this for so long that his apologies and pleas for forgiveness fell on deaf ears. The more he attempted to explain the more frustrated and angry Tammy became.
So, she assumed the candies and DVD player, along with the roses delivered earlier, had come from him too.
But, the image on the screen told her differently.
She watched the shapely red headed woman disrobe and drape a thin white cotton cord over her neck, letting it hang between her ample breasts. After looping the cord around the base of each breast 3 times she pulled the cord taunt and wrapped it around her chest above her breasts 3 times. Then, after wrapping it the same number of turns below her breasts she cinching the loops together, knotting the ends between her now very balloon shaped orbs.
They immediately began to darken and the nipples enlarge.
She rolled her nipples between a finger and thumb getting them to harden further before carefully slipping a tiny elastic band used for tightening dental braces around the base of each.
“MMMMMMMMMMMOOOOOHHHHH” The image moaned and shuddered.
So did Tammy. Her left hand slipping under her blue blazer and fondling her right breast and nipple over her satin blouse and silk bra.
The woman stepped over to a one foot diameter wooden column in the middle of the room, that, ran from ceiling to floor.
There were a variety of leather straps hanging all along it. Five sets of 2-inch-wide leather loops extended from opposite sides of the column. They were spaced to fit around a person’s ankles, knees, thighs, hips and mid chest.
Another wider strap hung waist high from the center of the column. Next to it a snap buckle, normally used for seat belts, was attached to the column. Between the two a 1-foot-long 1-inch-wide strap lay against the column. Attached to it were a 2-inch thick lubricated butt plug and 6-inch long dildo. On the end of the strap was another snap buckle.
A final 2-inch-wide strap hung from near the top of the column with a clip lock attached to the end. All the straps looked to be coming from inside the column.
Tammy’s green eyes widened when the woman lifted a leather panel gag and head harness from the column and began to put it on. Opening her mouth, she inserted the thick rubber penis shaped plug that was attached to the panel and forced it into her mouth. Then, she pulled all the straps to their tightest and buckled them securely around her head.
A muffled moan was barely audible when she pinched her right nipple testing the gags effect.
A more distinct moan slipped from Tammy’s lips as her right hand slid under her skirt, cupped her pussy and started to work her fingers under her silk thong and between her labia.
Tammy kept her eyes on the image on the screen.
Satisfied with the gag, the woman began to bind herself to the column.
She gracefully slipped her left leg through the 3 leather loops attached at thigh, knee, and ankle height on the column, then, did the same with her right.
The waist strap was next. It wrapped around her thin waspish waist and snapped into the snap buckle with an audible ‘click’.
With her feet about a foot apart, she groaned into her gag as she worked the butt plug into her rear opening. The dildo slipped easily into its pre-moistened sheath. With another muffled moan and audible ‘click’ she pulled the strap between her legs and connected it to a the waist strap with the snap buckle.
This also, brought a loud moan from Tammy.
Satisfied with her lower half’s bonds, she reached up and connected the clip lock on the end of the strap connected near the top of the column to a D ring attached to the top strap of the head harness.
She lifted two nipple clamps connected by wires to the crotch strap up and gently held them over her engorged nipples.
“mmmmmmppphhhh!” She moaned as she let the clamp tighten on her left, then, her right nipple.
“OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” Tammy loudly moaned, pinching her hardening nipple firmly with her finger and thumb.
Realizing how loud she was becoming, Tammy quickly reached into the top drawer of her desk with her left hand. She pulled a 3-inch-diameter black leather covered stress ball from the drawer and stuffed it into her mouth. Two 5-inch long strips of 2-inch wide transparent tape crisscrossed over her lips helped keep the ball in her mouth.
Her nostrils flared and a barely audible moan could be heard when she replaced her fingers under her blazer and renewed the torment on her nipple.
The woman on the screen’s nostrils also flared over the leather panel gag and her panting became loud and frenzied. But, she managed to gain control and slid her left arm into the chest high leather loop. Wiggling her fingers to widen the hip high loop, she worked it over her hand and around her wrist.
After taking a moment, she did the same with her right arm, letting the fingers on her right hand rest on the side of a small box attached to the column.
She adjusted her shoulders, hips, and legs, then, after drawing a deep breath through her nose, she flipped a switch on the box with her finger.
A whirring sound filled the speakers and the strap attached to the woman’s head harness and the straps around her ankles began to tighten as they were being retracted into the column.
Her chest began to rise and fall as anticipation slowly filled her being.
So did Tammy’s.
When the straps stopped tightening and her body had been pulled taunt, the straps around her knees and elbows began to retract into the column.
Her breaths became more pronounced and her chest fought the white cords.
As soon as her knees and elbows were firmly held to the column, the straps around her thighs and wrist began to recede into the column.
“MMMMMPPPHHH……MMMMMPPPPHHHH!” She moaned, enthusiastically, waiting for the final straps to begin to recede.
“MMMMMPPPHHHHHH!!!!!!” Tammy moan into her gagged lips.
The whirring sound of her waist and crotch straps tightening was replaced by the increased volume of her moans. The butt plug and dildo were being forced deeper and deeper into her. The strap splitting her labia slowly disappeared between them.
Tammy knew she needed to stop, turn off the player and find out who sent it and why. But, she could not pull her eyes from the screen. Nor, could she remove her hands from continuing their missions. Her fingers and thong were getting wetter by the minute and her nipples were as hard as rock.
Closer and closer Tammy and the image on the screen moved toward euphoria.
The muffled moans coming from Tammy matched those of the woman on the screen.
Closing her eyes as her body trembled with anticipation, Tammy pushed herself over the edge. She flung her head backward, her long red hair flipping forward over her face.
“MMMMMPPPPHHHHHHHHHH!” Both, Tammy and the woman on the screen screamed into their gagged mouths.
Tammy slowly opened her eyes and watched the screen.
She watched the woman’s body quiver, her breasts fighting the white cord and her body the rest of the bindings. Then, she slowly began to relax.
Tammy knew that would be the first of many orgasms the woman would experience over the next 4 hours. That was how long she had set the timer on the auto-release.
She had gotten so irritated after Mike’s call yesterday morning about missing their anniversary, that, all she could think about was revenge and getting even with him by using his column to get rid of her frustrations. After all, she had been waiting for him for 9 days already.
Mike had built the column for their mutual enjoyment as well as for her personal use while he was away on business.
So, she decided to use it. And, use it she did.
After the 4 hours expired and countless climaxes, it took all her strength to slip out of the bindings. When she pulled the butt plug and dildo from their overly stimulated sheaths they triggered a final orgasm that sent her sprawling onto the floor. She had to force herself to crawl up to the bedroom to fall asleep.
It was not the first time she had endured such a session. It was just that normally afterwards, if Mike were home, he would carry her exhausted body up to the bedroom. And then, he would slowly and sensually caress her until she could stand it no longer and she would summon up the strength to make wild passionate love to him, until they both would fall asleep in each others arms.
Mike enjoyed binding her to the column, as well as several of the other items he had built in their playroom. He would admire his handy work and how her supple alluring body was held by the bonds he created. Then, sit back and watch his devious creations make her squirm.
He took some pictures for their amusement, but, he never shared them. And, he never said anything about installing cameras, let alone a videoing device. She knew he would have told her if he had.
“So, who did…. And, how and when did they do it?” She wondered, as she worked the tape from her lips and pried the stress ball from her mouth. “She had to call Mike……”
Dropping the ball back into the drawer, she picked up her cell phone. She decided to used it to avoid any chance of company eavesdroppers. She and Mike had to maintain acceptable social images and the discussion she was about to have with Mike, as well as the DVD, could greatly endanger both of their jobs.
As a financial consultant for the most popular bank in their city, she dealt with nearly all the depositors and prominent investors. She was good at making their investments work and got more enjoyment from helping those with limited resources get closer to their future dreams. So, she had to keep an impeccable and very respectable reputation.
“Mike?” An uncertain tone rose in her voice, when she was not greeted by his normally enthusiastic deep sexy voice, but, by ice cold silence. “Mike, are you there? Are you there? It’s me Tammy…. I have to spe….”
“You’ve not reached your husband’s phone Mrs. Dufrane…” A computer synchronized male voice interrupted. “No need to hang up or try any other number… All of your calls are being rerouted to me…. And, you haven’t the time to try another phone…. In fact you have less than 30 minutes before that video and several other similar images of you are sent out online to tens of thousands of horny people who will love to masturbate to your lovely body….”
Tammy sat stunned, unable to move or even speak.
“In fact if you’re not at the pub where your husband and you played your last kidnapping game 3 weeks ago, in the next 25 minutes, any chance of stopping them from hitting the web is over.” The voice continued. “I have a proposal to make to you face to face…. The sooner you get here, the more time you’ll have to make your decision….. The clock is ticking, you have 24 minutes….”
‘CLICK’
Tammy knew she had no choice. She had to hurry. From her office, it would take her at least 35 minutes for her to get her car and drive there, but, by cab it would only take 15 minutes. If she could get a cab.
Her mind raced frantically, as she sat in the back of the yellow cab. Fortunately for her, it happened to be emptying as she left the bank and she jumped right in.
She thought they had kept their private pleasures, unnoticed. Even when they went out of their home for play they were very discreet. When Mike would “chloroform” her or kidnap her at gun point it was always in a deserted parking lot or area. And, he made sure he never bound and gagged her in open view.
“Except!!!! OH GOD!!!!” Her mind recalled. “When we first met at that Halloween party for the bank. Surely someone wouldn’t wait 10 years to blackmail us.”
That Halloween party was very special to her. It was the first time she saw him. And, she knew he was her soul mate the moment their eyes locked onto one another across the room.
She came dressed as PENELOPE PITSTOP, complete with blonde wig, purple driving helmet with white goggles, white leather go-go boots with 5-inch stiletto heels and matching elbow length driving gloves over her pink leather auto-driving coat and red tights. A large purple satin scarf tied loosely around her neck completed the costume.
She could not help but flirt with him. Standing so dastardly in his HOODED CLAW green villains cape, over that hideous purple suit. The matching green oversized hat with purple mask on his head hid most of his handsome features. And, the wire framed glasses setting pertly on the bridge of his nose let her know how into character he really was.
“He even had Paul Lynde’s voice down to a tee,” She chuckled to herself, remembering the chill it sent down her spine when he cackled: “Welcome, Penelope, my, my, my such a sweet damsel, but, your costume isn’t quite complete. You need to be in some sort of distress… BWAA, BWAA, BWAA….”
Then he pulled bundle after bundle of white cord from hidden pockets inside the cape and began binding her arms behind her back.
She nearly had an orgasm on the spot.
Then, he pulled more out and wrapped it around her chest above and below her heaving breasts. She thought everyone there could see her juices flooding out of her.
“HAY-LUP, HAY-LUP!” She called out in her best faked southern accent. “HAY-LUP!”
“I’ll have to do something about keeping you quiet, my dear.” He cackled.
Then, from another pocket, he pulled two 4-foot square white satin scarves. He was grinning from ear to ear as he folded them into 5-inch wide bands.
Tammy knew he was the one she had been searching for.
By the time he made a double knot in the first scarf, pulled it tightly between her lips and looped the ends around to tie it off over the knot between her lips, and tied the second scarf over the first scarf and her lower face, she did not care if everyone else in the building was watching.
And, when he folded the scarf from her costume into a 7-inch wide band and tightly knotted it behind her head to cover the other two, she was in heaven.
What happened at the party, after that, was nothing more than a vague dream. Except, her struggle to not climax there. But, as soon as he led her out to his car and pulled more bundles of cord out of the cape, the memories became vivid.
He bound her legs at the ankles, knees, and thighs and laid her gently into his trunk on her stomach. Using the excess cord from her ankles her pulled her into a tight hogtie.
That did it.
She heard him giggle as the orgasm she had been fighting overwhelmed her.
After, her spasms of pleasure ceased and her mind returned, she wondered what he would think of her.
But, all he did was, in that villain’s voice and laugh, say: “That will be the first of many you will treat me to my sweet….. BWAA, BWAA, BWHAA…”
She spent the next 2 days in and out of bonds and gags that pushed her body to limits she had never thought she could reach. And, after each session they made the kind of love that dreams are designed around.
Tammy tried to recall anyone at the party who saw them then, that, could possibly be behind the DVD and threat.
There was none.
Eighteen minutes had passed since Tammy left the office. She ran from the cab into the pub.
Exasperated and panting she made sure she still had the DVD player and her cell phone with her as she entered NORA RUTH’S PUB.
She was greeted, by a pretty blonde haired female bartender named Gina, as soon as the door closed behind her. Immediately, she was led to a table near the back of the pub by an older dark haired waitress.
“Club soda!” Gina said, carefully handing a glass tumbler to the waitress.
“I figured you’d want a clear head to make your decision, Am I right?” The waitress said, handing the glass to Tammy. “Use both hands, sweetie, you wouldn‘t want to spill any on that pretty jacket.”
Surprised at the waitress‘ knowledge of her predicament, Tammy just nodded and held the glass in both hands as she raised it to her lips and took a long sip.
“Ah! Excellent, you made it. And, with 5 minutes to spare. I’m impressed.” A male voice echoed from behind the waitress. “Shame, I was looking forward to the responses I’d get about that video…. You are very lovely and extremely photogenic.”
He stepped out of the backroom doorway and around the waitress. He was an older man, tall and muscular. A thick black mustache hid his upper lip and he wore a black beret on his bald head.
“I’m here, now,“ Tammy said, glaring at him. “What’s the proposal you wanted to talk about?”
“All business, I like that.“ He smiled, then, turned his head toward Gina, who was signaling him. “Can you give me just a moment, Mrs. Dufrane.”
Tammy drank the last of her drink as she watched Gina point to the laptop on the end of the bar. The two studied the screen for several minutes, before the man clicked on a few keys, then, reached under the bar and retrieved a brown bottle.
“Interesting,” he grinned, stepping past the waitress as she carefully handed Tammy’s empty glass over to the bar to Gina, and slid into the seat across the table from the pretty red head. “I’m afraid the original proposal I planned to offer is no longer valid.”
The waitress silently made her way back to the table and stood behind Tammy.
“Really!” Tammy replied, curtly, unconsciously trying to rub away the tingling sensation she was feeling in her fingers.
The man pulled a white cotton pad from his pocket and placed it and the brown bottle onto the table.
“Questions about the model, where to get the full set, and if there are more of her in other bindings have been pouring into our site.”
“YOU, SON OF A BITMMMMMPPPPGGGHHH!!!!!” Tammy tried to scream, but, the waitress wrapped one arm around Tammy’s chest and arms, and slapped her other hand over Tammy’s mouth gagging her.
It was then, she realized the waitress and bartender were both wearing clear skintight latex gloves.
The waitress pulled Tammy’s upper body back against hers, securely holding the struggling woman while keeping her gagged.
Tammy tried to pull free, but, the waitress seemed much stronger than she looked and Tammy’s hands and arms were not responding normally.
Tammy’s Valentine Bind · Part 1 (1/2)
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