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PLEASING AMY Continuation of ‘Forgotten’. The house was dark when Amy silently opened her bedroom door. The rest of that day had passed uneventfully. Jeremy had left at around 10am, and immediately afterward Amy had gone to bed to make up for her lost sleep. So now, she was refreshed and ready for some fun. In the safety of the house, that is. The hallway nightlight illuminated her naked breasts and clean-shaven crotch. Her blonde hair flowed behind her, caressing her back as she opened Nicole’s door ever so carefully. Slipping inside and closing and locking the door, a lovely sight met her. Nicole had stripped naked. She had tied her ankles to the lower bedposts spread wide apart. Then she had used two pairs of handcuffs to cuff herself to the upper posts. Helpless in her self-inflicted spread-eagle position, she had tossed the cuff key on the floor at the foot of the bed. Before cuffing herself she had laid out beside her on the bed a large ball gag, a black leather blindfold, two vibrators, her whole clamp collection, and her prized riding crop that she had sneaked from the horse shed several weeks ago. Upon Amy’s entry, Nicole whispered, “I thought you’d never come!” “What’s all this?” Amy wondered aloud, gesturing to the scene before her. “I felt terrible about last night,” Nicole explained, “So I decided to make it up to you. I’m completely helpless. My cuff key is there at your feet.” Amy looked down. Sure enough, there it was. She picked it up and set it on Nicole’s dresser so it wouldn’t get lost. She breathed, “You did all this for me?” “I am your plaything, Mistress,” Nicole responded. Amy’s excitement surged at being called ‘Mistress.’ She hadn’t wanted to make the previous night’s disaster mar her relationship with Nicole, but now that her sister had presented the chance, she would make Nicole pay. Dearly. “Well, Nikki,” said Amy, using the nickname Nicole hated so much, “You’re most generous. Though I must warn you: you’ll regret making yourself so vulnerable.” With that, she slid the blindfold over Nicole’s eyes. Plunged into darkness, Nicole’s adrenaline surged. She loved that first feeling of helplessness that came with inescapable bondage. It was thrilling! For several minutes, she felt nothing. Then, the soft caress of Amy’s hands exploring every inch of her body. She moaned softly, and felt Amy’s lips close around her own. When her sister pulled away, Nicole strained to follow her, pleading to be kissed again. But her bonds would allow only so much range of motion. “Amy, come back!” Nicole whispered. No response. Not even a rustle of movement. It was as if Amy wasn’t there at all. Then she felt something firm and warm touching her lips. She couldn’t figure out what it was until it pushed its way into her mouth. It was one of Amy’s nipples. Nicole was suckling her sister, and she loved it. She was sure she would’ve been repulsed if Amy was a natural sister. But since there was no true relation, it was only erotic. After a time, Amy switched sides. Her other breast pushed into Nicole’s eager mouth. Nicole sucked, kissed, and licked for all she was worth until Amy finally pulled away, leaving Nicole softly begging for more. All was silent and still again for several minutes. Then, out of nowhere came the fiery burst of pain of tight clamps being applied to both her nipples at once. She gasped as her breasts began to ache. The situation greatly aroused Nicole, and she felt herself getting wet. Amy began massaging her captive’s wet pussy until she began to open up. Then she grasped Nicole’s clit between her fingers, and applied several alligator clamps all at once. Nicole’s body went rigid and a hiss of pain escaped her. She hated clamps of any kind being put between her legs, but alligator clamps were by far the worst. Though they were dull, they always felt like they were piercing the skin, just because they held so tightly. Her breathing quickened and her pulse raced. There was too much pain going on. She said shakily, “Amy, please, take them off! I can’t stand it anymore!” It was then Nicole knew she had made a mistake. For in response, instead of removing the clamps, Amy put two more on. She flicked Nicole’s clamped nipples, then whispered in her ear, “You are my plaything, remember? Think of this as retribution for forgetting me in the barn.” “Oh, but it hurts too much! Please!” “Too bad,” Amy said, “Now be quiet. Wouldn’t want Mom and Dad to hear us, would we?” She buckled a ball gag into Nicole’s mouth. Almost immediately Nicole felt drool escaping the corners of her mouth past the ball. A few cold droplets ran down her face, making her shudder. Then she felt a finger sliding along her skin, wiping the dribble from her face. That finger moved to her breasts, where it traced little cold wet circles around her aching nipples. Nicole moaned. “Oh, don’t tell me you’re at your limit already!” Amy chided, “There’s still a lot more fun to come!” Nicole whined again in protest. “You’re lucky we have to stay quiet, else I’d give you a good hard smack!” Amy whispered loudly. Just to annoy her, Nicole whined again through her gag, higher and more nasal this time. If she hadn’t been gagged, she’d have been smiling to herself. “You’re asking for it, Nicole,” Amy warned with a pinch of her captive’s nipples. Nicole gasped a little at the sudden pain. Amy started flicking the clamps tormenting Nicole’s clit. The helpless girl had to bite down hard on the gag to stop from crying out in intense pain. “Oh, found a sensitive spot, did I?” Amy teased. Nicole moaned again. It was all she could do. She strained at her cuffs, deciding this had been a bad idea. “I see you’re getting a bit feisty,” Amy said, “Are you regretting now leaving me in the barn?” More than you know… thought Nicole. “Now then, would you like these clamps off your naughty little clit?” Nicole nodded furiously and did her best to say, “Uh-huh.” Painfully, Amy began taking the clamps off one at a time. The intense burning pain that pierced Nicole’s mind every time a clamp was removed was unbearable. She couldn’t stop herself from giving little whimpers of agony. Finally all the clamps were off. Nicole began to relax a little. Though her nipples still burned, at least her poor clit was pain-free. Of course, Amy wasn’t about to let up with her torture. The blindfold made Nicole oblivious to the fact that Amy was setting up a much more devious device than alligator clamps. She had acquired a special kind of clamp, made for holding glued pieces of wood together while the glue dried. The clamps consisted of two long screws threaded into two pieces of metal. It worked by placing the pieces of metal around the connection, then tightening the screws and locking them down to form a lasting vice-like grip. But Amy had other things in mind than wood. After a few minutes, Nicole felt her clit being stretched out again. Something was placed around it; something cool and hard that felt like metal. She began whimpering for mercy. None came. The metal pieces slowly tightened around her most sensitive area. Her whimpers turned to gasps, then to muted cries and desperate thrashes as her clit was pinched tighter and tighter. The device kept tightening until Nicole felt as if her skin was being held over an open flame. Her breath came in short gasps. Her heart pounded. This was just too much. Just as she was about to cry out, Amy’s voice said tauntingly, “Don’t scream. Don’t make a sound. Things will only get worse for you.” Sweat beaded on Nicole’s forehead. She let out a sharp breath through her mouth, sending a spray of drool to spatter on her naked body. She shook her head roughly to try and dislodge the blindfold, at the same time working her lips and tongue madly to push the ball out of her mouth. Neither worked. She twisted and writhed in her bonds in desperation. She tried to talk; to plead Amy for release. But all that came out was noise. “Keep it down!” Amy hissed. The device on Nicole’s clit was tightened. Tears now flowed freely from behind Nicole’s blindfold. Drool flew from her gagged mouth as she thrashed her head from side to side. Through her haze of agony, she heard Amy’s voice saying sweetly, “Had enough?” Nicole managed to spit out, “Uh-huh! Uh-huh!” “Would you like me to release you?” Again Nicole agreed heartily. “Have you learned your lesson?” “Unnnnnn! Uh-huh!!” The clamps were taken from her nipples. They burned and ached as circulation returned. But the pain as the device was taken off her tortured clit was far worse. It was the worst pain Nicole had ever felt at once. It was an unbearable rush of pressure to that area of her body; it was as if the device had tightened instead of been removed. It was all she could do not to scream. As the pain ebbed and Nicole began to come back to her senses, she felt Amy sensually touching her; her hands caressed every curve with a loving touch, just as she had when this had all started. The gag was taken out of Nicole’s mouth, bringing with it a rope of spit that settled on Nicole’s chest. An eager tongue quickly lapped it up. Then Nicole was taken in a full kiss. Amy’s tongue invaded her mouth, which was still sore from the large gag. They made out for a full five minutes; Nicole never seeing her sister, as Amy had not removed the blindfold. Finally, Amy broke away and climbed off the bed, much to Nicole’s dismay. “No! Don’t go,” she breathed. “Oh, but Nicole, your lesson is only beginning!” “What do you mean?” “You don’t think I’m releasing you, do you?” “What if I’m found in the morning?” “You will be. By me, of course.” “But…all night? Like this!?” “Payback, Nicole. Isn’t revenge sweet?” “Oh please, Amy, don’t do this!” Amy ignored Nicole’s pleading as she packed up the bag of toys, save for a knobby vibrator. She pushed the bag into its hiding place under the bed. Then she shoved the vibrator into Nicole’s helpless and unsuspecting cunt. “Oooohhhhhh!” Nicole moaned as pleasure overtook her senses. “There’s a little something to ensure that you can’t sleep,” Amy explained. She tightened the cuffs holding Nicole’s wrists and ankles, then covered her sister’s mouth with a piece of duct tape. She wrote a short note on a piece of paper, explaining how Nicole had supposedly done this to herself. She laid the paper between Nicole’s feet, and told her sister what she had done. “Just in case someone wakes up before me and decides to check in on you.” Nicole protested through her gag, but Amy was done listening. She kissed Nicole on the cheek. “And now, sis, I must bid you goodnight. Hopefully, I’ll be up to release you in the morning. And if I were you, I would keep quiet about this. After all, it’s only fair.” She walked out, leaving Nicole alone in her blindfolded world. Nicole heard the bedroom door close. She struggled for a little while, though she knew it was hopeless. Finally she just lay back as comfortably as possible and tried to sleep. At least Amy had forgotten to turn on the vibrator. Maybe she would get some sleep after all… A wave of stimulation took her totally by surprise. The vibrator had come on! For ten minutes, it whirred away inside her, driving her to a climax. Then it shut off. Five minutes later and Nicole was dozing; it came on again. Another climax. Off. On. Off. On. Off. Nicole beat her restrained hands on her pillow. It was on of those frustrating vibrators that turned on and off randomly. Even in her darkened, blindfolded world, there would be no sleep for her. Nicole knew she was in for a very long night. She hoped Amy released her in time. Tomorrow was the beginning of the school year. Nicole woke to the sensation of hands caressing her breasts. She had only been able to fall asleep due to the fact that the vibrator’s battery had run out, and that she had been so exhausted after having ten orgasms in an hour. She felt the tape being pulled off her mouth, and her blindfold was removed. She saw Amy’s smiling face as her sister released her from the rest of her bonds. It hurt when the vibrator was pulled out, since it had been in so long. Amy said, “Do you think you’ve learned your lesson?” Nicole nodded. She wasn’t mad at Amy. Deep down, she had enjoyed the past night’s play. “Are you mad at me?” Nicole shook her head. “Good.” Amy kissed her on the cheek. “Now we’d better get ready! First day of school! Don’t want to be late!” Nicole suddenly remembered that it was in fact the beginning of the school year. She snapped out of her sexual trance and scrambled to collect her clothes. As she opened her drawer, Amy stopped her. “I want you to wear these,” she whispered, handing Nicole the elegant black-and-white-lace lingerie she had worn the night Nicole had left her in the barn. “But…these are yours,” said Nicole, confused. “Exactly,” Amy purred, “And I’ll wear something of yours that you pick out for me. Then we can meet in the bathroom or a closet sometime, and it’ll make the experience so much more satisfying!” Nicole realized what Amy was proposing. A whole school day was just too long to be apart… Amy watched with anticipation as Nicole shuffled through the drawer of shimmering satin and lace, finally choosing a sheer black bra and thong. “Hey, I’ve never seen those before!” Amy noticed. “Nope!” Nicole said, “I just got them last weekend, when we were at the mall.” “But I didn’t see you buy them, and we were always together!” Amy was confused. “You were too busy flirting with the guy working the register to notice what I was buying.” “Oh. Good point,” Amy relented. After they had showered (together) the girls put on each other’s choices of lingerie that they would wear throughout the day. By the time they were dressed, satisfied with their appearances, and had eaten breakfast, they had only a few minutes before the bus would come to pick them up. It was enough. They retreated into Amy’s room and closed the door, not even bothering to turn on the light. Lost in each other’s kisses, they almost forgot to go to school at all. Only Nicole, getting a glimpse of the bright red digital clock display, alerted the passionate pair that their fun would have to wait. “Meet in the main bathroom between Period 7 and lunch,” Amy suggested. “That’s too public. Everyone goes to that one,” Nicole said, “Go to the one in the library hallway.” “Wherever, as long as you’re there.” “I’ll be inside; I won’t stand out in the hall.” “Sounds good. Between Period 7 and lunch?” “Yep.” They went downstairs and out the door. They were the only two at their bus stop, so Amy massaged Nicole dangerously near to an orgasm, even through her clothes, pulling her hand away only as the bus appeared around the corner. It was going to be a good day… |