Several days had past since Hannah and Cole's exploration of their lusts. It was their most liberating session in their lengthy relationship. Hannah surprisingly enough was left craving more of Cole's desires.  The two of them had scoured the web for new twists and depravities when one night they came across a site on mummification. Both stared in disbelief at the bodies encased in Palette wrap and bandages. His bare flesh pressed hard against hers as they shared the oversized office chair.  Hannah's eyes were fixed on the photo of a young woman securely wrapped in the heavy duty clear plastic wrap with only her mouth exposed. She felt something deep inside her stirring

She gripped Cole's hand tightly in hers and guided it up her thigh silently. His fingertips caressed the silken skin as she moved his hand closer to her wetness. He could feel her dire need as his fingers were coated in her sweet secretions. Without any coaxing, he slid two thick digits between her pussy lips and began to move them in and out slowly. She squirmed with delight as they discussed what supplies they would need. She felt his hardened shaft stabbing into her back as they planned the scene. Unable to control their urges any longer, he carried her off to the bedroom for an amazing night of passion.

The next few days were spent gathering things up for their adventure into sexual mummification and preparing the playroom. The night finally came and Hannah was so nervous she could barely eat at dinner. Cole did his best to keep up his calm façade, as the time grew nearer. He looked over at the clock and decided she had waited long enough for this. Standing up and walking over to her, he took her hand in his and led her toward the playroom door. He stopped in front of it and studied her face for a few moments. 

"Hannah, are you positive you want to go through with this. Even the sites said it could be risky if we are not very careful" he paused as he watched for her reaction.

"I want this Cole. I have never wanted to try anything so much in my life. I trust you baby. I know you wouldn't do anything to hurt me," she said in a hushed voice. 

He could see the disappointment in her face as she stared up at him. He opened the door and led her inside to the frame that he had hung her in before. In front of it sat two stools, one higher than the other and several rolls of clear bondage tape. He sat on the lower stool and picked up one of the large rolls. 

"Now baby strip for me," he said with a soft smile. 

Hannah was so excited as she stood before him. Slowly, she slipped the little blue tank top over her head and dropped it to the floor. Her heart raced as his eyes moved over her body. The air in the room was slightly chilled compared to the rest of the house, making her nipples stand at attention as soon as the cool air caressed them. Her fingers fumbled with the buttons on her shorts as she quickly tried to remove them. 

Her fingers hooked in the belt loops as she began to wiggle them down her hips. Cole watched with a delighted smile as his gaze moved from her supple breasts down to her smoothly shaven pussy. Once she was naked, she sat down on the stool. They had discussed several times just what they would do tonight. Now they both were a bit nervous. Having decided to wrap her appendages individually he planned the order in which he would proceed.

Cole gently lifted her left leg and began to wrap the clear tape around her foot, making sure it clung in place perfectly. She watched breathlessly as he circled it around her ankle and slowly made his way up her calf.  The tension in the room was palpable as he continued up her thigh toward her dripping wet sex. He snipped off the end of the wrap at the very top of her thigh and securely pressed it down before starting on her right foot. He wanted her so bad he could taste it.

He began the same painstaking process on the other leg. Hannah could feel her body tingle with anticipation. Each touch was sending her deeper into a euphoric sexual state.  He began to wrap the clear tape around her hips, circling down between her thighs. Slowly, he began to wrap it tightly over her pussy. He could feel the warmth of her flesh through the thin plastic layers. 

He continued to wrap his way up her body, starting again just below the top of her thighs and working up her hips. Her body was so alive with desire. It was like nothing she had experienced before.  The wrapping was just loose enough to allow her legs to be spread. He wanted to keep her wrapped while he completed his "vision". The clear plastic encased most of her torso now. He applied small silver clamps to her nipples. Finally, he began to cover her breasts. He crushed them to her chest and wrapped them tightly. It felt harder to breathe as the restrictive grasp of the wrapping held firm. He continued up her body, leaving only her arms and above the neck free for the moment. 

Each arm was slowly encased in the clear plastic material. He wrapped her fingers in a way that she could close her hand enough to grip the red silk scarf she had chosen. Wanting to take every precaution, they decided that since she might not be able to say anything she could always drop the scarf to alert him to stop and release her from the binding. She tested the wrapping, clutching the scarf tightly for a moment and dropping it. Satisfied with the results, he continued. What neither of them realized was as he wrapped back down toward her elbow, he caught a tiny corner of the scarf under the plastic.

He took his time wrapping her shoulders and neck, working up to her head. Cole brought out a small plain looking box and sat it down where Hannah could see. He watched her curiously look at the box, then to him. He opened the box producing a clear latex rubber slave hood. Hannah's mouth dropped open as she excitedly gazed at the mask. 

Cole placed it slowly over her head, making sure that the two small holes designed for breathing were properly aligned with her nostrils. She tried to thank him but the skintight hood only allowed muffled sounds to escape. Once he finished he stood back and looked at his masterpiece for a moment. 

Hannah looked so beautiful standing there. Very carefully he lead her over to the bondage table and helped her onto her stomach, her feet still on the floor. He spread the leg bars wide for her, making the plastic mash her clit and pussy lips down even more. Twin steel cuffs were fastened around her wrists, pulling her hands to the sides of her, the silk scarf still clenched tightly in her fist. Once he had securely restrained her, he went to gather a few toys.

When he returned he applied the strap on butterfly vibrator, making sure it was pressed against her clit firmly. He turned it on the highest setting and watched her squirm. He could see the moisture gathering under the plastic as her pussy seeped its wetness. He watched her body as she got heated up. He very carefully began to snip the bondage tape away at her crotch, just enough to gain access to her two needy holes.

He quickly lubed, and pressed the tip of the large latex inflatable butt plug to her tight little ass. With a slow push, it was imbedded deep inside. She let out a moan as the largest part slid in. He gave the ball a couple of squeezes, allowing the plug to expand inside Hannah. Her stifled sounds grew more intense as she felt it spreading her wider. 

Now that all the preparations were in order, Cole stripped, first removing his black t-shirt. He tossed it onto the floor behind him before his fingers worked to unfasten his jeans. He let out a relieved sigh as he pulled them down, releasing his cock from its denim prison. His thick shaft sprung forth, throbbing and ready for action. The smooth tip of his cock pressed between Hannah's slick pink lips, slowly pushing into her velvety folds. He groaned loudly as he hilted himself inside his beautiful partner.  Her muscles contracted tightly around him as he began to saw in and out slowly, pacing himself.

"Oh fuck you feel so tight baby," he grunted as he began to pump into her slow and deep. 

Her body jostled back and forth against the table. Her nipples ached as each thrust forced her body to move against the table beneath her. The clamps biting hard into the two pink nubs, sending twinges of pain through her prone body. From her reactions, Cole could tell she was craving more. He reached down, giving the ball another few squeezes. He moaned as he felt the pressure from the expanding plug through her thin barrier that separated them.

He began to pump harder, his hand moving up her spine until it reached the back of her neck. He stared into the mirror, watching her as he applied pressure. Her head was forced down against the table as he picked up his pace. He could hear the whimpers coming more frequently as his thrusts became more powerful. He grunted with each deep insertion, feeling her wetness increase as her muscles spasmed around him. Her hands flailed as the cuffs held her arms in position. 

Hannah's entire body began to buck furiously as Cole turned the remote to the highest setting, the little vibe against her clit sending her over the edge. She tried to moan, to give him some sort of sign, but her head remained pressed against the table, the hood slipping slightly as it remained partially trapped beneath her face. Cole continued to admire their bodies as he brutally fucked his beloved. 

Her movements became frantic as he felt her grip him one final time, her entire body seeming to go into spasms. He smiled, watching himself in the mirror as he hammered away. Her body was moving limply under him now. He moaned, feeling his balls tighten as they banged against the vibrating mound. He threw his head back, eyes clenched tightly shut as both hands grabbed on to her hips. He pulled her into his final thrust, burying his cock deep inside her as the thick torrents of cum burst free. 

He stood there for a moment, panting softly as his cock began to deflate inside her. There was something about this time that felt different. Cole was amazed at how intense his orgasm was, compared to his usual ones. He wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand as he stepped back. A mixture of their fluids leaked from her. He looked at her for a moment, as she lay motionless on the table. 

"Hannah baby...." he watched for a reaction of some sort. “HANNAH!"

He quickly unfastened the cuffs that held her wrists, noticing her hands were no longer clenched. His heart felt like it was about to stop as he saw the scarf dangling, noticing  where the tape had trapped it's corner. He pulled her body up, ripping the hood from her. He stared down into her eyes, panicking as the glassy dead orbs stared back. He released her ankles from the spreader bars cuffs, then commenced to shake her inanimate body as if it would revive her.

"Hannah?" he said pleading for a response. "Oh god Hannah, say something."

Still he got no response. He felt sick, realizing what had happened. He dropped her lifeless body, letting it fall to the table with a resounding thud as he fell to the floor crying. She was gone now and there was nothing that he could do to bring her back. He stared at the corpse for a moment as he thought about what to do next. Shocked by the thoughts that filled his head, Cole scooped up his deceased beloved and carried her upstairs to their bedroom to begin the final preparations.



