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ater if she wanted. She slowly nodded ok and I carefully slipped the scissors under the tight strap and slowly cut the strap. The strap popped loose making her jump as the tension released and making me snicker slightly at her surprise. I turned away thinking she would spit the ball out but when I put the scissors down and turned back around she was sitting with the loose straps hanging from each side of her mouth grunting. I laughed at the sight and asked with a smile what was wrong and she shook her head slapping her face with the straps showing me the ball wouldn’t come out on its own.

I was slightly stunned, having not ever seen someone that used a ball that was so big it was wedged behind their teeth before. I reached out and took hold of the straps and June quickly leaned back popping the ball out from behind her teeth. June sat flexing her jaw moaning, so I reached out to her face and rubbed her jaw and cheeks like I knew she wanted to do. She moaned quietly with her eyes closed, letting me rub and stroke her beautiful face for several minutes. She opened her eyes and smiled then in a raspy voice thanked me. I stopped rubbing her face and lifted a glass of water to her perfect lips and let her drink her fill. I could hear each gulp as she swallowed finding out later it was from the overly tight posture collar he had strapped on.

We talked for a few minutes about what had happened, and that he had called her stupid for not bringing her keys, telling her “You got into this mess you can figure it out yourself” and had left with the other girls he had been talking to. June continued, explaining she had thought she left her keys to her cuffs and locks in her purse; that was the only reason she had let him cuff her arms together. After he had strapped the collar on too tight she had complained, so he stuffed the ball into her mouth to shut her up. June was furious he had taken the keys to her car, telling her she could come get her car when she got loose, and now she couldn’t even get into her apartment. I saw tears welling up in her eyes and sat next to her telling her it would be okay. Suddenly I was worried about this all being my fault, for hiding her keys and not noticing her car key wasn’t on the ring.

“We’ll get your keys and your car back don’t worry, do you know where he lives?” She didn’t know the address, but had gone there a few weeks ago with some friends for a party, that’s how she had met him. I looked at her ankle cuffs, finding they were part of a set she had purchased that matched the steel around her wrists and elbows, and that she had managed to interlace the straps for her shoes so I couldn’t remove the towering heels either. She smiled weakly at me as I sighed and said, “well I guess I’ll have to carry you again.” Standing her up I could feel the tightness and rigidity of the corset and felt that my cock may burst through my pants at the thought of her being trapped in it. Heaving on my shoulder again, I felt more than heard her giggle, then I snagged the ball gag as I stood up.

The ride to assholes place was interesting. I learned a lot about June and her passion for corsets and bondage, and sat listening to her talk like everything was perfectly normal, even though her words came out in gasps from the tight corset and she constantly wiggled in her seat from her bound arms behind her. Finding his apartment was easy, I spotted her car right away and parked next to it and checked to see if asshole had left her keys in it. Not finding any, I had her direct me to his apartment and when she began arguing about me going to it alone, I stuffed the ball deep into her mouth again and told her I would be right back.

I was so horny I had to concentrate on my anger so my cock would soften as I walked up to his door and knocked loudly. The little asshole yanked the door open yelling “What!” so I just cold cocked him in the face. I yanked him to his feet and slung him around the tiny room for a few minutes, just to get his attention, then asked where the keys were. He stumbled for words then pointed to the table, I grabbed the keys and as I was dropping them into my pocket I punched him again in the face sending him reeling backwards to the floor. I got on top of him and explained my disgust of how he had treated my friend, and told him if I ever saw him again, anywhere, I would finish what I had started. He nodded fearfully; I let him go and walked out feeling very proud of myself, more jacked up than I had been in a long time.

Since asshole didn’t know my car, I pulled June from the passenger seat and planted her in her car then grabbed my garage door remote and slid in her driver’s seat and drove off. June was mumbling, so I reached over and held the gag straps while she pulled and twisted until the ball was free and started asking me what had happened. I told her briefly what I had done, then asked her what we should do now. As we sped along she started going over in her head where she might have left the keys, deciding the first stop should be her apartment. She seemed to be in a much better mood as she directed me to her home even laughing and joking about how helpless she was, and that I could do anything I wanted with her. I couldn’t decide if she was testing me or teasing me so I played along and as we pulled up to her place we were both laughing very hard.

June was nervous about going into her building bound, but we had no choice, so I threw her over my shoulder again making her grunt as she laughed. I carried her to the second floor and was out of breath by the time we reached her door, I set her down and unlocked the door and walked in leaving her standing in the hallway looking at me. “You can make it inside,” I said, smiling, “I’m getting tired of picking you up every time.” She giggled as she shuffled inside and nudged the door closed, telling me where to look as she tiptoed around looking for the keys as best she could. We searched for an hour before she sat down and started thinking again.

I was glad we had gone there first, it gave me an excellent opportunity to dig around her apartment. During my search I had found she was much more into bondage than I had originally thought, even having some pictures of herself bound in various positions.

I asked about the photos, not knowing at first they were of her. She told me she had dated a photographer for a while and he had taken them for her. “Do you like them?” she asked, coyly watching me studying them.

I turned and smiled answering her “Yes, I do, did you know that I’m a pretty good photographer myself?”

June laughed. “Yeah, I bet you are!”

I had found her bondage stash and was impressed by the sheer quantity of gear she had but when she had me check her closet I was amazed at the clothing and corsets she had and laughed out loud at the number of high heeled shoes she had. I asked about the very long corset hanging on her bedpost and June smiled and told me that was her sleeping corset, “I have gotten so used to wearing them I can’t sleep unless I’m laced up tight.” I was smiling at the thought of lacing her for bed, when suddenly she blurted out, “they have to be at work! I must have dropped them when I changed”

I sat down. “I have to rest a minute before I carry you down those stairs, if that’s ok?”

June giggled and slid next to me. “Right now I don’t care if we ever find them,” and snuggled in close to me.

Back in the car we headed to the office. I had already explained she would have to wait in the car, in case security showed up, but I would check her office and the floor in the bathroom on the way to it. I left her strapped in the car and entered the building, clearing the alarm before going to my office, getting the cock and ball chastity tube I had worn to work one day, having removed it when it got uncomfortable. I was going to use it tonight, to show her I was trustworthy and also to control my swollen cock, once she was freed. Retrieving it, and her keys, I went to the bathroom; after relieving myself and splashing a little cold water on my cock I was able to lock it on and headed back to the car.

Getting in, I held up her key ring getting a delightful squeal from her, “I can remove the collar now but the rest will have to wait until we get back to my place.”

June leaned back and said, “it can all wait,” her smile bigger than ever.

I started the car and drove as quickly as I could to my house, parking in the garage, but this time I unlocked her ankles, getting a pouty look from her. “I hoped you were going to carry me again, I really like it when you do that.”

I laughed and grabbed her, heaving her over my shoulder and carried her into the house. With her ankles free she wandered around looking at my place, seemingly deliberately trying to keep from being unlocked. I let her roam awhile before dropping the keys on the table and asking if she wanted something to drink. “Have any wine?” she asked. I chuckled and poured two large glasses, setting hers on the table, and sat down to wait for her to come back into the kitchen.

June sat looking at the glass then back at me watching me as I drank from my glass finishing it then saying “Well since you don’t seem to want this” and picking up her glass and started to drink from it.

June hissed at me. “You could at least share it with me.”

I smiled and lifted the glass to her lips, letting her take some into her mouth then continued, pouring it in her until the glass was empty and she was squealing. We talked for another hour, with her getting up and wandering around some more, before she went quiet and I went to go find her. I walked into my bedroom and found her lying in the bed, looking up at me with sleepy eyes, then heard her say “Join me?”

I sat next to her smiling as I ran my hand over her face and down her side enjoying the firmness of the long corset, when she asked, “can I sleep here tonight?” I nodded, and she continued, “would you happen to have another gag I could sleep in?” I smiled, nodding again. I went to my closet and got undressed, returning with a harness panel gag, helping her to sit up.

When she sat up, she noticed I was naked, except for the cock cage, and smiled when she asked, “Who holds the key to that?”

I held up the key and carefully stuffed it deep into her cleavage, making sure it went below the top of the corset. “You do, it seems,” I told her. She purred as I strapped the gag into her mouth, making sure the panel was pulled especially tight, showing the outlines of her wonderful lips under it. Laying her down, I pulled her feet onto the bed, stroking her legs and feet, before locking her ankles together again. I spent the night lying next to a beautiful woman, tightly encased in a long leather corset, wrists and ankles bound in cold steel, with my own cock trapped in steel, and the only key available tucked neatly in her rigid corset.

Waking to the alarm, I panicked slightly, realizing not only had we slept through the night, but my car was still at assholes apartment, and I would have to get it so no-one at work would see us together. I quickly woke June and removed the locks holding her numb arms together, laying the keys next to her, telling her we had to hurry.

I jumped in the shower, rubbing my steel encased cock, trying to ease the throbbing, now wishing I hadn’t hidden the key from myself. I walked out, still drying myself, finding June had gotten out of bed so I quickly got dressed. I found her sitting in the kitchen, still gagged, waiting on me. I begged her to hurry and she just giggled and shook her head. I didn’t have the time to argue, since I had to open the store, so I grabbed my keys and hers and said “Let’s go.” I raced to my car, thankful it was still there and looked untouched, and before stepping out asked her if she was ok to drive.

June nodded, she was sliding over to the driver’s seat, so I kissed her gagged mouth and shut the door, noticing how dark the window tint was. I figured she already knew that she could not be seen behind it and that’s why she decided to wear the gag.

I raced to work, getting there a few minutes early and opened up, finding that the ache in my balls was remaining constant and remembering that she was not due to come in for another five hours. Even then I wasn’t guaranteed she would give me my key. I knew I would get it back at some point, having taken the keys to the cuffs off her key ring, leaving her forced to wear them around her wrists, elbows and ankles. I smiled at the idea of how she would cover them up.

I kept myself busy until June was to arrive and placed myself where I could watch her enter the building. I spotted her walking in; I could tell right away she was still wearing the extreme heels and the same corset from last night, just by the way she was moving. I smiled as I watched her walk in waving at her friends, making sure the long sleeves of her shirt and jacket did not fall down to expose her cuffs. Under a short skirt, she had worn a pair of pants that had flared legs that dragged on the floor, making sure no one would be able to see the shoes or cuffs around her ankles.

I watched her walk to her office and went about my job duties, figuring since she was still wearing the corset, my key was still trapped under it, so there was no reason for me to pursue her right now. Two hours later I had to visit June in her office. Walking in I found her laughing with two of her co-workers that I also knew well. As they left both women smiled at me; one said, “Nice save” as they left the room.

I smiled at June. “Couldn’t keep your mouth shut could you?”

“No! it’s not often a woman really gets saved by a wonderful man so I had to tell them, besides they both know my preferences anyway, and have helped in the past.”

I was shocked I had known them both for years, even going out to happy hours and things in the past; I would have never guessed they would play bondage games.

We chatted for a while before she said something smart about me keeping her keys, and I told her I needed some leverage to make sure I got mine back also. She smiled and wiggled in her chair, making the corset twist on her chest. “Yeah it’s still there. You’ll have to come over tonight to see if you can free it.”

I smiled broadly and said “I’ll be there.”

We didn’t have time to talk the rest of the day, but I had seen her friends entering and leaving her office several times before they left for the day. Almost an hour after closing, way past our normal leaving time, June had still not come out of her office. I was leaving and stopped by, just checking everyone was gone, and saw why June’s friends had been going in and out all afternoon.

June was sitting in her desk chair. Her street clothes had been removed, leaving her in the tight corset and latex leggings. The girls had bound her wrists and ankles with wide packing tape, locking her to her chair. Her mouth had been covered by the tape as well, sealing it utterly, making it impossible for her to even utter a sound.

As I stood staring I could see that they had also wrapped around her narrow waist and the chairs back, but it was the gleaming steel I saw under the tape that caught my attention. I followed the steel down between her crushed-together thighs and could tell right away it was a chastity belt. I stood smiling at her, shaking my head, noticing her wide eyes pleading with me to release her. I laughed. “Don’t look at me like that, I didn’t do it so I can’t undo it.” June began struggling as I turned to walk out, flipping off the light. “Have a good night,” I said, as the door pulled itself closed. I could hear her whining, making me smile.

I arrived at her place seeing her friends’ cars in the drive and knocked on the door, getting several scared looks from them as they realized she was not with me. I teased them for half an hour, before telling them she was still bound and gagged in her office, and we all loaded up to go get her. We quietly opened the door, seeing her slouched in the chair just as she had been left. Flipping on the light, June squealed, thinking she had been found by a cleaning person or something, mumbling and thrashing when she saw all of us piling through the door.

For two hours we took turns teasing and tormenting her, with our casual chatting, each of us taking turns tickling her and pulling on her nipples, until June was gasping for air. We talked about leaving, making June think we would leave her alone again, finally leaning the chair backwards and dragging her out to the back of the SUV I was driving, sliding her into it on her back, all while she moaned and whined.

June spent another three hours bound to the chair, all of us enjoying ourselves greatly, as we tormented the bound girl. When I finally left, June had been ungagged, but more tape had been added to her arms and legs and she reminded me about my keys. I told her to keep them as I would keep hers because I liked the arrangement. June was whining as I left the house, tired from the long day, and needing to leave because my cock and balls were aching badly.

I was glad we both had the day off tomorrow, so I would be able to release my cock and hopefully have sex with her! Reaching my car I heard someone running up behind me. It was Lisa, smiling broadly as she handed me another key and said “This will guarantee you will get your key back.” I knew as I watched her bounce away from me it was the key to the steel chastity belt locked around June’s waist. Now I was sure I’d be seeing her again, and very soon, so I went home and waited until she called me, dreaming about the many things we would do together and how I would use her bound body to please myself.

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