Incipient · Part 1

Incipient · Part 1 (1/2)
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Andi sat on a small cushion, legs crossed comfortably underneath her, palms in her lap. Her calm demeanor contrasted strongly with the turmoil that was roiling inside her. She watched, silent, as the imposing woman who she didn’t know spoke quietly to her lover, Lexa. She could not hear what was said, but with Lexa’s bright eyes and partially open mouth, she could guess at least some of its contents. Lexa knew this woman, and had said that she trusted her, so Andi was willing to tag along. She has kind of a head-librarian vibe, thought Andi. I don’t think I’d want to try to return an overdue book to her.

As she watched, the taller woman gripped Lexa by the throat, not in a threatening way, but in a controlling – Demanding? thought Andi – way. She pulled her to her feet, forcing her head backwards into a more compliant pose. Then they kissed vigorously, and from the way Lexa’s knees half-collapsed, Andi could tell that she was enjoying herself considerably.

The woman shifted her grip from Lexa’s throat to the back of her neck. She maintained continuous control, but was now pushing Lexa’s head downwards in a more subservient pose, as she was guided towards a nearby large bed on the floor. When her feet hit the edge of the bed – Andi was fairly confident that Lexa’s eyes were closed – she bent at the knees and allowed herself to be laid down on the bed, her shoulder-length hair splaying outwards. She stretched her arms overhead and writhed sensuously, with a cheeky grin that Andi was sure was intended to provoke the taller woman.

As she expected, the taller woman smiled in response, but it was much less cordial and more… predatory in nature. Andi felt her own heart rate increase, even though she wasn’t the target of the expression. I hope Lexa knows what she’s doing… As if the woman had heard Andi’s thought, she looked over, somewhat conspiratorially but with a hint of the same foreshadowing she’d bestowed on Lexa. She left Lexa to squirm on the bed, walked over to a nearby wooden chest, and retrieved several coils of red rope. As she dropped it on the edge of the bed, she said the first thing that Andi had been able to hear clearly: “Strip.” The command was clear in her voice.

Lexa had clearly been expecting this, as she basically catapulted out of her clothes as if they were on fire. She ended up in her very skimpy bra and thong, kneeling expectantly with her hands in her lap as if waiting for her next instruction.

Instead of a command, the tall woman walked around behind Lexa and uncoiled one of the loops of rope. She started slowly wrapping it around Lexa’s arms, starting at the hands. She coiled it around her crossed wrists, in a rather relaxed and comfortable initial position. Andi noted that Lexa’s eyes were closed and her mouth was hanging open slightly as she enjoyed the sensation. As the tall woman finished with her wrists, she left the remaining rope hanging loosely, and picked up a second, longer coil. This one was wrapped around Lexa’s biceps, holding her shoulders together, and making the previously-mild wrist bondage much more effective.

She let her fingers run along Lexa’s arms and torso as she did this, eliciting a shiver. A third rope soon joined them, wrapping around Lexa’s shoulders and above her breasts. With each revolution, she assertively manhandled Lexa’s head out of the way, stretching and occasionally stroking her exposed neck. As this rope was pulled taut, it squeezed Lexa’s breasts downward, causing them to bulge outward and threaten to escape her lightweight bra. Her erect nipples were on clear display. As a final touch, the tail of the original rope, still hanging loosely from her wrists, was tightened upwards and attached to the other pair of ropes, leaving Lexa no way to maneuver her hands out of the coils.

The tall woman adjusted the tension on this until Lexa was fully secured, but not so much to cause undue strain on her arms.

Andi noticed again that her own heart rate was definitely elevated, and wondered for the dozenth time exactly why she had been invited. Does Lexa want me to do this to her? Does she want to do it to me? As she pondered, the tall woman had moved on to the next step. She wrapped another of her loops of rope around Lexa’s ankles, tantalisingly stroking her bare thighs and calves at the same time. Lexa was letting out an occasional audible moan by this point, as she was clearly aroused and enjoying herself. With a number of loops wrapped around her ankles, the rope was crossed in between her legs, cinching the coil down tightly and severely limiting any motion. This was accentuated by another set of loops wrapped around Lexa’s feet, which further limited her movement. This unexpected addition made Andi’s stomach flip-flop, for reasons that she did not understand.

A final rope was stretched from her bound ankles to the framework in her upper back. This was gradually tightened, to Lexa’s apparent growing delight, until her heels were pressed up against her butt. The position of her arms made her arch her back and stick her chest out. As she happily squirmed in her bondage, the tall woman briefly stepped away towards a wooden chest on the edge of the room. Andi still sat in the corner, mostly-forgotten and motionless, with a large wet spot in her own panties that was continuing to grow as she watched.

“Andi?” the woman asked, but there was no response from the distracted girl. “ANDI.” Andi jumped, as if she’d been woken from dozing in class. She felt instinctively like she should apologize, but managed to squeak out a small “Yes?” in response.

“I notice you’ve been pretty quiet over there, while I’ve been busy,” said the woman calmly. “Are you content only observing? Or would you like to help out?”

Andi stared at her blankly, as if not sure what she was being asked. She answered tentatively, “Umm, I can help out? I’m not sure how. What do you want me to do?”

The tall woman held out one of the toys she had retrieved from the chest. “Think you can handle stroking her with this? Nothing too enthusiastic, mind. Just something to add to her experience.”

Andi closed her mouth with a snap, after realizing it was hanging open. Fantastic first impression there, Andi, she chastised herself. Oh well, can’t get that one back. Now, what do I do with this? She inspected the toy she’d been handed. It looked like a small wheel or gear on the end of a short handle. It spun freely without making noise. It did not appear to have any motors or batteries or anything else she could see. I guess I’ll just… roll it along her skin? Andi thought to herself. She targeted the areas she knew were a bit more sensitive, like Lexa’s neck and collarbones and inner arms, rolling the wheel along lightly.

She was surprised at Lexa’s reaction, and could almost watch the wave of goosebumps follow her little toy. Lexa also vocally confirmed that she enjoyed the sensation, moaning more audibly and frequently. The tall woman also joined in with some other toys, which made Lexa writhe and murmur more continuously.

After a minute or two, during which the tall woman had been watching Andi’s actions, she decided that this wasn’t the right way to handle the situation. As Andi was rather distracted with trying inexpertly to further stimulate Lexa, the woman was able to slip away from the bed without being noticed and retrieved a handful of more coils of ropes from the wooden chest.

The first Andi noticed of this was the tall woman slipping her arm around Andi’s relaxed left arm from behind. As she started to straighten up, the woman tightened her grip and grasped Andi’s right elbow as well. She held both of Andi' arms with only one of hers, and used her other arm to reach around and grasp Andi by the throat, tipping her head upwards. “Drop it.” she commanded. “I have a better idea of how you can help.” Andi’s voice didn’t seem to be working, as her stomach had apparently leaped into her throat, so she stayed silent and dropped the toy. With a smooth motion, the woman pulled Andi’s top off over her head, revealing a flowered maroon bra, and recaptured her arms without delay.

Andi allowed her arms to be maneuvered together without resisting. The woman wrapped a number of coils of another rope around her wrists, spreading out the light pressure evenly. She then drew the ends of the rope in between Andi’s wrists, cinched the whole loop down tightly, and knotted the rope well out of reach. Andi marveled at the way that her mobility had been utterly removed with just a single rope, and that there was no pain or even discomfort. She also felt her stomach flip-flopping even more than it had earlier, when she had watched Lexa get tied up. As she was pondering this, she felt another rope being tied around her wrists, just above the previous cinched loops.

The tall woman wrapped this rope assertively around Andi’s forearms, winding upwards towards her elbows. Each revolution felt a little tighter than the previous one, which drew Andi’s arms together more and more. She felt herself arching her back to alleviate the building pressure, thrusting out her chest as she did so. As more and more coils of rope trussed her arms together, she half-wondered why she hadn’t said anything. I could probably stop this at any time, but for some reason, I don’t want to?

An unexpected sensation broke through her thoughts, as she realized with a start that her elbows were touching behind her back. The tall woman wrapped the remaining rope several times around her arms, just above the elbows, before cinching this in the same manner as Andi’s wrists and tying the knot off. The feeling of restriction was incredible! It’s like my arms have been welded together! Andi internally exclaimed, and simultaneously wondered why putting words to it made it so much more exciting. Attempting to move one arm moved the other arm in the exact same way, and she knew she could never hope to reach any of the knots that held them in place. She began to writhe around much more actively on the bed, unaware of how closely her motions resembled Lexa’s from earlier.

“Ah ah, I’m not done yet, little one,” chided the tall woman. “Besides, you’re still not helping.” She wrapped another rope around Andi’s shoulders and chest, tightening it until her shoulders were drawn tightly together, which thrust her chest out even more. Andi could feel her bra stretching with the position, as her breasts tried to escape. Looking down, she could also see that her erect nipples were very hard, and wondered briefly if her captor – she inwardly laughed at her choice of title, since she still felt no fear of the situation – had noticed. Not that I could do anything about it if she had. A short rope was tied between her wrists and this new chest rope, which made it so she couldn’t move her hands away from the small of her back. Amazing what just one little rope can add to this feeling of helplessness.

The tall woman helped Andi onto her stomach, pressing her sensitive breasts and nipples into the mattress. She slid Andi’s shorts off, revealing matching maroon panties. Her legs were folded at the knees, and the woman crouched against her shins, preventing any further movement. Another red rope wrapped around Andi, this time at her ankles, and was tightened and cinched in the same way as her wrists had been. And as if her earlier twinges at seeing Lexa tied had been somehow noticed, the woman wrapped several strands tightly around Andi’s feet, binding them together so that the sole of one foot was pressed against the top of the other. Andi felt that she could wiggle her toes, and that was about all she could do with her feet. She also could very much not deny the large wet spot in her panties.

From the same position, the woman tied a long rope into the collection surrounding her feet, guided multiple strands of it around the front of her shoulders and across the back of Andi’s neck, and looped the far end back through her feet. This rope, once in place, was tightened and contracted and shortened until Andi’s feet were also pressing against her backside. She couldn’t see it, but even as her arms were forced to maintain their position, her hands and feet were almost touching each other. It was the first hogtie she’d ever been in, and even if she didn’t know the name, she knew that she was loving it.

“I haven’t forgotten about you, Lexa,” the tall woman mentioned offhandedly. “I trust you’re not feeling too… lonely over there?”

Lexa had been quite happily squirming around on her own, and had not really even been paying that much attention to what else had been happening in the last few minutes. “Umm, no, Miss, I’m not lonely.” The smile could be heard in her voice, as she enjoyed the simple-yet-complicated pleasure.

“Well, I think you look lonely, so I’ve an idea for you.” The tall woman stepped over to Lexa and bodily picked her up off the bed, setting her next to Andi so that the two were face-to-face. “Now you stay there. Or not,” she laughed, “Soon, you won’t have a choice.”

As Lexa and Andi stared into each other’s eyes, both surprised and a little confused about this turn of events, the tall woman picked up one of the few remaining ropes and quickly wrapped it around the pair’s thighs. Working quickly, and clearly not caring as much about the perfect tension or placement as much as earlier, she quickly bound the two women knees-to-knees and waist-to-waist. This greatly reduced any movement they could manage, but left them enough freedom so that any movement they did attempt accomplished little except rubbing against the other’s body. In very short order, both of them were writhing enthusiastically, thrusting their hips ineffectively, and wiggling their hands and feet as much as they could manage.

“Just need a little more inspiration, I see,” said the tall woman. “Very well.” She walked briefly to her wooden chest, selected a few items, and returned with them in a way that neither bound woman could see. Andi felt the apprehension of the moment, half-worrying what was next, half-excited to find out.

“For starters,” the woman said, “I thought you two were supposed to be friends? You’re not acting nearly friendly enough.”

Andi gaped at her, not understanding. What do you mean? she thought, unable to articulate it out loud. Lexa is… more than a friend. Besides, we’re mostly naked, tied up, and rubbing all over each other. How could we be more friendly?

Her unspoken question was answered very soon, as the tall woman produced what looked like a long leather belt. She slid this under Andi’s head, then also under Lexa’s head. It was wrapped around the backs of both of their necks and drawn tight around their heads. Their faces were pushed together, nearly mouth-to-mouth, in a forced kiss that was nearly unavoidable but not uncomfortably tight. As she finally understood what the woman had meant, Andi succumbed to the nonverbal command and kissed her lover vigorously. It was reciprocated just as enthusiastically by Lexa, who had apparently also not guessed what she was supposed to be doing.

“Ah, see, isn’t that better? I much prefer it when my toys get along,” said the tall woman. “Now, just one more thing…”

Andi was not paying that much attention, as she was exclusively focused on tasting that delicious mouth and riding the waves of pleasure that resulted. She loved kissing Lexa, and had not even considered what it would feel like while also tied as thoroughly as she was. She was therefore quite surprised when firm hands spread her thighs apart, and a slim dildo was slipped between her lower lips, sliding in with no resistance at all. She arched her back in reaction, and moaned as if to encourage the hands to continue their very-much-wanted exploration. But they just tucked her panties back over the toy and left her feeling mildly frustrated. At this point in any regular play, either her partner’s hands or her own would have done a great deal of exploration in that area, but apparently not today.

Unbeknownst to Andi, Lexa had received the same treatment. Another slim toy had been inserted with minimal teasing beforehand, although it wasn’t needed due to her own arousal, and then panties slid back into place. The two women quickly resumed their collective focus on kissing each other and squirming endlessly.

“Alright, my pets. The game has changed.” She had their attention, now. “Since there are two of you, there’s obviously one who will be the better-behaved. Who will it be?”

Lexa pulled away from Andi slightly, as much as their shared head belt would allow. “I don’t understand, Miss, what are you wanting us to do?”

“Oh, that’s easy,” said the tall woman with a wolfish smile, “Whoever has an orgasm first, loses.” And she turned the vibrating dildos on.

Andi’s vision exploded into colors. The vibe was way stronger than anything she’d used in her private time, and she was already incredibly turned on by this sequence of events. She desperately tried to control her reactions, as she wasn’t sure what ‘losing’ meant in this case, but wasn’t sure she wanted to find out. She opened her eyes, and directly in front of her were a set of cool grey eyes with more than a hint of a smirk in them.

“Something wrong, Andi?” Lexa asked softly. “You look a little… frazzled.” Lexa appeared much more composed than Andi felt.

Andi managed a sharp inhale. “I just… wasn’t expecting… this. I’ve never experienced anything like this! I don’t know what she meant by ‘losing’! But it’s so strong!” She trailed off, gritting her teeth.

“Don’t worry, Andi, I’ll help you through it. Just listen to my voice and it’ll get easier.” Lexa’s voice was cool and soothing. “First, I want you to focus on the ropes holding your arms. Flex your muscles against them. Try to pull a hand out of the coils. Feel how tight it is, and how you can’t hardly move at all.”

“I don’t understand, Lexa! How is this supposed to help?” Andi twisted her shoulders as if unconsciously trying to follow the instructions.

“Shhh, listen. Think about your legs. Your ankles are tied together tightly – you can’t move them. Even your feet are trapped! And you can’t even straighten your legs, poor girl.”

Andi was squirming much more strongly now, as she felt the influence of her lover’s words. The tensing of her leg muscles was highlighting the effect of the tormentor between her thighs. “Oh Lexa, you’re not helping!”

“And the rest of you, so vulnerable. All that bare thigh, just begging for a taste. That soft, delicate, unguarded neck, just yearning to be bitten. What if Miss Katherine unhooked your bra and started teasing those rock-hard nips of yours?”

Andi’s eyes were no longer seeing anything, and her mouth was open as she impotently tried to not listen to what was being said. The powerful vibrator was surging relentlessly, driving her higher and higher. The tall woman watched their progress with some amusement.

“Andi? Are you still in there? I just need one more thing from you now.” Andi’s eyes partially refocused, trying to hone in on the request from her lover. “What would happen if you were tied like this, but on your back, and I pushed your legs apart so I could taste that sweet nectar with my mouth? Can you imagine what my tongue would do when you can’t move at all? Would you like that?”

Andi closed her eyes tightly and arched her back, clearly overwhelmed by the mental imagery of being taken in a situation like this. Lexa responded immediately by kissing her enthusiastically, and was pleased with her timing as Andi orgasmed explosively. Her ropes limited her contortions, but didn’t stop them, and she writhed and shook as she cried out through her lover’s lips. Lexa just kept kissing her to heighten the experience as Andi was continually ravished by the vibrations and her own thoughts and desires and fantasies.

Half an eternity later, thought began to creep back into Andi’s mind. That was one of the most intense orgasms of my entire life, and certainly one of the longest, she thought. Then, how did Lexa resist the vibrator so well? I couldn’t even hardly think straight, but she was talking to me the whole time. And finally, aw crap, that means I lost. What does that mean?

“Well done, girls,” said the tall woman – who Andi now knew as Katherine – as she rose from her seat, turning off the vibrators. “It looks like we have a winner. Lexa, you and I will have words later about that trick you pulled on Andi in her first time, but for the moment, I will allow you to suggest her forfeit.”

“Yes, Miss,” said Lexa demurely. “I was thinking, since she liked the idea of being teased while tied up, maybe I could assist you in that teasing? Four hands may be better than two.”

“Yes, pet, I believe that is acceptable, and I approve of your concern in picking a gentler torment for your friend. We’ll see if she agrees by the end of it.”

Andi was staring at the two of them, as if she didn’t really understand what was being talked about. “What’s happening now?”

Katherine turned to her directly. “It’s fairly simple, my dear. You didn’t behave yourself as I asked you to, so now you have to deal with the consequences of that decision.”

Andi was apprehensive. “And what are the consequences?”

Katherine’s tone shifted to something more authoritative. “You belong to me, for the night. And in this case, I’m letting Lexa help, since she asked nicely. She’ll owe me later, but that’s not important right now.”

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