'Restrained' is a story about two women and what happens when the naughty thoughts of one become a rather pleasurable reality.
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As the final restraint
was attached to the headboard, Georgia let out a moan of anticipation
and bit her lip. She had no idea what had come over her earlier.
She had been sitting, minding her own business, when her brain
started to go very naughty places... places involving restraints,
biting, and pounding, frantic, rough sex, of the brain exploding
kind. Her girlfriend knew her well enough to know something was on
her mind and managed to coax it out of her. The moment Georgia had
explained exactly what it was she was thinking, Zoe had stood up –
pulled her off the couch – and led her toward their bedroom.
There had been none of
the usual nice, slow kissing, no undressing each other, before lying
down together and letting their bodies take over. No. This time Zoe
took charge, pulling Georgia's top up and over her head and tossing
it on the floor, then she undid and removed her bra, before pushing
her down on the bed in a particularly rough manner. Zoe then took no
time in removing Georgia's pants and underwear, tossing them onto the
floor behind her. Georgia lay still on the bed – her heart was
racing – she was very turned on by the way Zoe had immediately
taken on the more dominant role.
Zoe didn't say a word
to her as she pulled four scarves out of their 'drawer of kink', then
walked down to the bottom of the bed and putting a hand on each of
Georgia's ankles and spread her legs. She shot Georgia a look that
caused her to whimper and realise she was in trouble. The best type
of trouble known to man – or in this case - woman. Kneeling on
the floor at the bottom of the bed, Zoe took one of the scarves and
tied it securely around one of Georgia's ankles then did the same
with another scarf on her other ankle. After kissing her way up the
inside of Georgia's left leg – and then down the inside of her
right leg - Zoe tied the scarf attached to Georgia's left ankle to
the left side of the footboard and did the same with the right ankle
and the right side of the footboard.
Very early on in their
relationship Georgia had realised she enjoyed being restrained by
Zoe. It had started with Zoe innocently holding one of Georgia's
wrists tightly when trying to stop her touching her own nipples one
night. Things had escalated and Zoe had begun using her hands to
restrain Georgia's arms while teasing her nipples with her mouth.
Before long they had invested in some rather pretty scarves, bought
with the sole intention of tying Georgia up in bed. Usually they
were playful with the tying up, there was always a good amount of
slack in the restraints, allowing Georgia to move a little... but
this time Zoe meant business and had done Georgia up so tightly that
there was a delicious little pull in each of her shoulders and in
both of her hips. There was no way she was escaping whatever it was
Zoe had in store for her.
When Zoe got off the
bed and walked around to the top of the bed Georgia whimpered loudly.
She looked at the scarf in Zoe's hand and bit her lip as the scarf
was tied around her wrist and then to the headboard. By the time Zoe
walked around to the other side of the bed and tied her other wrist
Georgia could feel her clit pulsating and an odd pressure inside her
pussy. She couldn't believe how turned on she had become without Zoe
touching her sexually.
As Zoe slowly stripped
off in front of her, Georgia again whimpered in anticipation. Her
rather intense thoughts before had come as a surprise and to now be
lying on their bed, spreadeagled and restrained, it was like one of
her most wicked fantasies that she'd had no idea about was coming
true. She knew she was wet – there was absolutely no denying the
warm, moist feeling between her legs– and she had a feeling that by
the time Zoe was done, she would be a hot, sopping mess.
Zoe knelt on all fours
between Georgia's legs. Dipping her head slowly, she ran her tongue
up Georgia's slit then made a show of licking her lips. Georgia
moaned in anticipation of Zoe's tongue again making contact with her
wetness and was a little disappointed when Zoe began crawling up her
body instead, stopping with one leg on either side of her hips,
staring intensely at her. Zoe said nothing to her, she didn't even
smile. It was very unlike their usual foreplay routine and something
about that turned Georgia on greatly. She whimpered loudly as she
impatiently waited for Zoe's next move.
For what felt like
hours, Zoe hovered above her, not breaking the eye contact for one
second. Eventually she moved her head slowly down toward Georgia and
kissed her so hard that it made Georgia gasp. Zoe's lips were
pressed firmly against Georgia's, and as Zoe's tongue nudged at her
lips, Georgia opened her mouth slightly, allowing Zoe to brush her
tongue against her own, over and over and over, before pushing it in
deeper. Their tongues tangled and they began to hungrily kiss each
other, the eye contact being maintained the entire time. Zoe caught
Georgia's bottom lip between her teeth and then tugged on her lip,
causing an almighty clench deep inside Georgia's pussy and a loud cry
of pleasure to escape from her lips.
When Zoe pulled back
Georgia was left gasping. The kiss had left her breathless and badly
wanting more. As Zoe slowly moved her head back down toward her,
Georgia pursed her lips in anticipation of another mindblowing kiss
but instead Zoe bypassed her mouth, her lips landing on Georgia's
jawbone instead. As Zoe began to nibble toward her ear, Georgia
moaned loudly. It was a moan of both delight and desire, and when
Zoe's lips made contact with her earlobe Georgia let out another loud
cry and at the same time could feel her eyes rolling back into her
head. Her automatic response was to move a hand to the back of Zoe's
head to hold her mouth against her neck area, but the jolt that
resonated through her shoulder, arm and wrist when she tried to move
quickly reminded Georgia of the fact she was restrained... and that
Zoe had full control over her.
Georgia felt her
insides melt as Zoe moved on from her ear and began to gently bite
her way down her neck. Without realising it Georgia began to hold
her breath as she waited for the moment Zoe's mouth would make
contact with the crook of her neck – easily the most erogenous zone
on her entire body. As Zoe ran her tongue across the crook of her
neck, Georgia gasped and then moaned, wishing she could touch Zoe in
some way but that was very much an impossibility. Zoe bit her way
across to the tip of her shoulder and then began to kiss back in
toward her neck. The biting was an intoxicating combination of
pleasure mixed with pain, and all Georgia could do was whimper and
bite her lip in the hope that Zoe would cave and begin biting her
harder.
After biting across the
front of Georgia's throat, Zoe did the same to the other shoulder,
biting along to the tip, before coming back to the crook of her neck,
and around the base of her throat. Georgia was starting to feel very
flustered and almost frustrated, and had she had her hands free, she
could have held Zoe's mouth against her neck to signal she wanted her
to bite down harder. But she was completely helpless. As Zoe
started to bite her way across her shoulder again, Georgia let out a
whimpery, flustered sigh and opened her mouth to beg Zoe to bite her.
But Zoe got to it
first, out of nowhere biting down hard on the crook of her neck,
causing Georgia to moan loudly and buck her hips (as much as she
could, anyway). The biting continued at such an intensity that it
was almost overwhelming. Overwhelming but so damn good. The fact
that she could hardly move meant that all her senses were going into
overdrive and every part of her body seemed about 50 times more
sensitive than usual. Georgia vaguely wondered if perhaps it would
be too much for her and that maybe she should ask Zoe to stop, but as
Zoe switched to the other side of her neck and bit down just as hard,
she realised that there was no way in hell she was going to ask for
her to stop.
Georgia really had no
idea how long Zoe was biting her neck and shoulders, the sensations
so intense that she became oblivious to her surroundings and was only
aware of the biting and the deep throb between her legs. Without
even thinking about it, Georgia began to fight the restraints,
wanting so badly to touch Zoe. The pain caused whenever she tried to
fight the restraints was surprisingly arousing and she had no doubt
that under normal circumstances the pain would be unbearable but in
the current context the pain was having just the opposite effect.
Georgia cried out in
shock when suddenly it was her nipples at the mercy of Zoe's mouth
and teeth, her clit pulsating each time Zoe clamped a nipple between
her teeth and tugged on it, hard enough to make her cry out, but at
the same time careful enough that the pleasure caused far outweighed
the pain. Zoe alternated between sucking and tugging on the nipples
with her teeth, somehow knowing instinctively when to change it up,
to keep the pleasure at its peak. While she worked one nipple with
her mouth or teeth, she had the other nipple between her fingers,
rubbing, tweaking and squeezing it. As with her mouth and teeth,
with her fingers she seemed to instinctively know when to change what
she was doing before Georgia got used to the sensation and the
pleasure levelled off.
Georgia could feel
herself getting wetter with each passing minut and she could feel the
sheet beneath her was starting to get damp. While she loved Zoe
attacking her nipples the way she was, as the minutes passed and she
became more and more turned on, the frustration she felt at not being
able to touch Zoe grew and grew, and her pussy began to literally
ache. She NEEDED to be touched there... she NEEDED that release.
It was very obvious to
Georgia that Zoe understood just how flustered she was beginning to
feel and that she was using that understanding to prolong things even
further. The relentless tugging, nibbling, sucking, squeezing,
tweaking and rubbing of her nipples was fast getting Georgia to the
point that her cries were almost more related to frustration than
pleasure. Zoe had brought her to that very stage numerous times but
usually Georgia had full use of her arms and legs to try and show Zoe
exactly how frustrated she was. Being able to dig her nails into
Zoe's shoulders or hips helped to keep the crazed feeling at bay –
but with no use of her arms and legs, there was no outlet for the
frustration, for the crazed feeling. It was quite possibly one of
the most wicked, terrible, pleasurable feelings in the world.
Georgia was so focused
on the sensations the nipple play was causing that she didn't realise
when Zoe moved one hand down to her pussy. The moment she felt one
lone finger running up her slit, Georgia let out a loud moan of
pleasure... and relief. Zoe slowly ran her finger up and down
Georgia's slit and the frustration she had been feeling slowly
started to go away. To an extent. But when the touch failed to get
harder or faster the frustration Georgia had been feeling began to
build again and it surpassed the frustration she had felt up until
then. Her pussy felt as if it was on fire, she was literally aching
for more – she NEEDED more - more of what, she didn't exactly know.
All she really knew was that her pussy was aching to be touched.
Georgia was snapped out
of her desperate thoughts by the feeling of something pressing
against her hole, then the sensation of being stretched, then
something hitting against the back wall of her pussy. Crying out
loudly, Georgia looked down to where Zoe was lying between her legs
and glimpsed the big pink vibrator that Zoe was grasping in her fist.
When Zoe slammed the vibrator deep inside her again Georgia cried
out so loud that it was more a scream. It was the most exquisite,
welcome feeling and it caused her to see stars. Again Zoe moved the
vibrator forcefully inside her, and again Georgia screamed. It
wasn't pain in the usual sense... it was somehow converted into the
most amazing feeling of pleasure and she could feel it right from her
toes, up to the top of her head. Everything else in the world faded
away and all she was conscious of was the effect on her pussy each
time Zoe slammed the vibrator inside her.
Seemingly done with
the teasing, Zoe began to repeatedly move the vibrator in and out of
Georgia's pussy – pushing it in hard, but pulling it out
excruciatingly slowly, before ramming it inside her again. Georgia
hadn't realised how much she'd needed the forceful, frantic, feisty
pounding that Zoe was dishing out to her, and each time the vibrator
made contact with the back of her pussy what she was feeling only
increased and became more pleasurable. When Zoe changed the angle of
the vibrator it began to rub against her clitoris with each movement
and before long Georgia could feel her pussy growing tighter and
tighter as the tension she was feeling increased, and her orgasm
began to slowly brew, deep inside her.
As Zoe began to move
the vibrator harder and faster, Georgia gave herself over to the
sensations and all thought cleared from her head. The only thing she
was conscious of was what was happening to her body. It was
something which naturally happened once she reached a certain stage
of sexual arousal... and it had only ever happened during sex with
Zoe. Georgia loved it... it made the sex feel almost spiritual, or
something equally as cliché. Georgia couldn't help trying to fight
the restraints, she needed to cling to the bedsheets or to Zoe... She
needed to anchor herself and feel like she had some form of control
over the enormous orgasm that was building inside her.
The feeling of having
no control was very overwhelming and Georgia's screams turned into
one big loud continuous scream - she was almost scared of the orgasm
that she knew was quickly approaching - the tension inside her body
was too much to handle. Too much.
Her orgasm hit. Hard.
It felt as if her entire body was exploding. She screamed loudly as
her pussy spasmed and clenched and released and felt as if it was
going to burst. The rest of her body was rigid and after the loud
scream was over she found herself unable to breathe because she was
reflexively holding her breath. As her orgasm began to finally peter
off she was able to gasp for breath and finally felt her body
starting to become her own again. Georgia had no idea when it had
happened, but when she finally became conscious of her surroundings
she realised the vibrator had been removed and Zoe was lying between
her legs, slowly licking and kissing her pussy. The gentle touch of
her tongue was such a strong contrast to the pounding she had
received moments earlier. It was divine.
Georgia's body went
slack and, after planting a final kiss on her pussy, Zoe moved off
the bed and released the scarves from the footboard. Georgia's legs
stayed where they fell, not moving an inch. She physically didn't
have the capacity. It was the same with her wrists when they were
finally released, Georgia found herself unable to move them. She did
manage find the energy to smile up at Zoe, who returned her smile and
then leaned down and kissed her particularly softly. Again, it was
such a gentle, soft touch, compared to the (rather amazing) battering
her body had taken prior to being released from her restraints.
Zoe managed to get
Georgia under the covers and then climbed in beside her. She
carefully rolled Georgia toward her and then moved up nice and close
before wrapping her arms tightly around her. Georgia melted into
Zoe, with her head resting on her chest and an arm draped across her
waist... the desire to talk was strong, but Georgia found she
couldn't make her brain work enough to actually form the words.
Instead she let out a loud, happy, contented sigh as Zoe began to
softly stroke her back. Zoe chuckled.
“I love you too,
bub,” she commented, as if she could read Georgia's mind.
It's coming!
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