Okay just a short Shelly/Marcy story I was in the mood for a little helpless F/F tug play I know its been ages but I hope it isn't lame and you all like it a little.
All I said was the food could have used a little more salt. I attribute it and my current predicament to her having a bad day and being a bit extra testy and me being in desperate need for some of the attention I have come to crave from her. However, I didn't expect to be left like this for this long.
As I writhe around in my tight bondage on Marcy's bed, my mind thinks back to the start of the evening.
"Marcy…you're not eating. Did you want to do this another night?"
"No sorry dear girl, just been a tough day and I'm not in the mood for much other than sulking."
"Sulking? Oh that's not much fun. Want to tell me about it? I've had bad days myself."
"Sweet girl but no."
"Even just a little?"
Maybe I pressed too hard but in all honesty I really wanted her to just relax a little and smile. I had adopted Marcy as my TUG mistress because only she could understand my need for being dominated by someone caring and who actually wanted to put my pleasure at the top of their list; me always understanding that Marcy got off on getting me off just as much. For her the control was her drug as being tied up and teased was mine.
But the last question I had pushed too hard and the next thing I knew I was being pushed up against the wall and my wrists captured behind my back in a rather sturdy set of steel handcuffs. Without saying a word or answering my small protests, she marched me up to her grand bedroom and pushed me onto the bed. I did struggle little as she started to tug a bit harshly at my skirt, nearly ripping it off; but pulling it down, leaving me in just my blouse, bra and thong.
"Ma…" was all I managed before I was flipped onto my back and she was straddling me and a very large ball was shoved between my teeth, the buckle fastened behind my head.
"I told you I wasn't in the mood to talk," she had growled with a firm tug of my hair. I haven't seen Marcy this aggressive but it was turning me on faster than I could even blink. So while I "mmmphed" in vain, she fetched some rope and tightly lashed my ankles together and then my elbows, finally releasing the cuffs but tightly tying my wrists together with the rope.
"This isn't for fun!" Marcy lightly snapped as her hand planted a few firm slaps on my vulnerable ass; her hands then turning me over and my eyes slightly watering from the stings. "It should hurt for all your pestering me tonight. You brought this on yourself shelly!"
"mmmmph!" I looked up in confusion as she glared down with a flushed face; my mind knowing she was just as turned on as me but not wanting to actually utter it. Then before I could react her hands were on my captive body, touching it a bit rougher than normal and forcing me to arch into her grasp demanding more.
"I'll not give you more because you want it," she told me firmly before hopping off the bed and heading for her toy box and returning with two other items.
"Mmmmph!" I tried to protest as I knew what was coming next – orgasm denial. And I was right, she worked the crotch rope into place but didn't cinch it; the vibrator next put into place and forcing my whole frame to whimper as she put it on the low setting, allowing me to feel the waves of pleasure but ensuring that I never quite made it all the way to a full release until she allowed me that.
"mmmph! Mmmmphhhh!" I beg as she steps back and looks down as I try to work myself into a release, rolling on the bed and pulling against the tight ropes keeping me very securely bound.
"I'll be back later. Next time you'll learn not to pester me when I tell you not to."
"MMMMPH!" I try to utter past the tight ball gag as she turns to leave the room. No no no….come back now! I need your touch…I need you to tease…spank…play with me…whatever just come back and give me my release! I rolled onto my stomach, trying to get the vibrator to work harder, but to no avail; my body would come to the brink but stop before I could release. About twenty minutes later I was more angry than turned on and when Marcy returned could only glare in exhausted frustration.
But she looked at me in remorse before she sat down beside me on the bed, stroking my damp face but making no effort to remove the gag and let me speak. Her delicate finger removes a small trickle of saliva from around my flushed lips as her hands move to my blouse and literally rip it open, her fingers playing with my breasts; her tips starting to squeeze my nipples; my body hungrily arching into her grasp.
"mmmmph!"
"My darling girl will you ever forgive me for having such a bad day?"
"mMmm mmmphmm!" I nod as I arch upward into her grasp, hoping she'll give me what I so desperately crave. Her fingers move away from my swollen breasts and move lower, resting on my crotch and giving the rope a little tug before moving to the vibrator.
"You want a release?"
"MMMM HMMMPH!" I nod vigorously as her fingers tease my very wet area. She finally grants me my wish, moving the vibrator setting up to high as her hands start to firmly caress the rest of my happily helpless body. Finally the wave of pleasure that I had been craving washes over me and I expel all I have and collapse into her waiting grasp. As per her routine, she leaves the gag in for a bit longer before she unbuckles it; leaving me tightly tied; the vibrator off to the side. Her always in control which I love.
"Thank…you…" I gasp as she strokes my hair and then pulls me a bit more into her grasp, her fingers pinching my nipple and delighting in seeing me squirm. "I wasn't sure you were coming back. I was in agony."
"Darling girl it was a tough day for me."
"Sorry. But to be honest…I liked the rougher side of you," I tell her in truth.
"You did?"
"When you left and didn't come back I did think you were mad at me for real."
"I sort of was but I just needed your support and you gave it to me in ways you could never imagine. Seeing you like this….when I was downstairs knowing you were up here like this…was what I needed so thank you."
"Feel free to punish me like this anytime."
"Dear girl I'm happy to hear that. You know I happen to have a headmistress costume in my play box. Do you feel like a bit of detention?"
"Yes ma'am," I answer in haste as she suddenly turns me over and warms my bare ass with a few good swats before turning me back, facing up in her lap.
"But that will be for another night. Tonight I'm still angry and you haven't quite earned my complete forgiveness for pushing me earlier."
"But wh…" is all I am allowed before a thick leather plug is stuffed into my mouth, a large leather patch covering my mouth and then being buckled behind my head; one of my favorite gags but it's so effective that my whimpers are kept to a real whisper.
"Now I'm going to show you why I'm in charge. Last time I denied you for twenty minutes…let's see if I can do it for 30!"
"Mmmmph!"
As much as I protest I know that tonight was a real win/win for both of us. Ohhh….
"MMMMMPH!"
THE END!

