Postby inverse » Sun Jul 27, 2014 4:41 pm
Hi all! Since the last chapter became a little bit long, I decided to split it up into two chapters! More to read for you. Yay! The real last one should follow soon!
So this here is the second to last chapter! Enjoy!
Chapter 4: Duet
Finally, I arrived at the concert hall entrance. Checked my outfit again with my reflection from the glass doors, tugging around on my scarf. After letting out a long sigh to relieve at least a little bit of my nervousness, I pushed the doors open.
There were a lot less people than last week standing in the foyer this time. My eyes wandered around in search of a certain black-pink-haired girl…And found her, leaning against a wall. It seemed there was not much work today either. Thea’s eyes also wandered around the room, until she spotted me. From the distance, it seemed like her mouth stood open for a second, before smiling again.
As confident as I could manage to be, I walked through the hall, approaching her. Her outfit today was totally different than the more casual look from the last time. She wore a black pinstripe suit with a knee-length skirt and a buttoned shirt underneath it (although the top buttons were not buttoned up, revealing a lot of her cleavage). Of course her trademark wasn’t missing either: A scarf. This time it was a long red band scarf, loosely laid around her neck two times. It was obviously knotted at the back of her neck, causing the ends to fall down on her back, almost reaching her hips. Her hair was not open like last time, but instead she had put it up, leaving only her pink bangs falling down around her face.
Finally I stood in front of her. For a second, we only looked each other in the eyes. Again, it was her who broke the silence.
“You came.”
“Yes.”
“You look awesome.”
I blushed a little.
“Y-You too.”
I had gone through this conversation a million times in my head, but I just could not think straight in this moment. Thankfully, Thea had no problems breaking through stuff like that. She held out her hand.
“The concert starts soon. Should we go?”
I hesitated, but just for a second. As I said before: No backing out now anymore!
I took her hand, and with that she led me again through the doors and hallways like last week. Briefly I wondered why she had no backpack like the last time. But this question was answered as soon as she opened the last door and we walked into the room, still hand in hand.
On the couch, several lengths of ropes already lay there, ready to be used, Also scarves of different lengths, colors and fabrics. On the small table, some candles where burning, filling the room with a relaxing aroma.
“I…To be honest, I didn’t know if you would come, of course. But…I kinda hoped for it, so I went and prepared the room a little bit…”
Now SHE was the one blushing. In this moment, a lot of my own nervousness faded away. Seeing that even her, this totally confident person from before, was nervous, meant a lot to me. Now I made the first step. I gently pulled her with me while walking around the couch, let go of her hand and sat down. I turned around, crossed my arms behind my back and said:
“Tie me up…h-honey.”
This brought the smile back. Letting out a relieved sigh and a laugh about my clumsy attempts to talk like her, Thea took one of the ropes and started her work on me. As she tied my wrists, I summoned my courage again and started speaking.
“Y-You know…What I meant earlier about your outfit…What I wanted to say was…It looks absolutely, amazingly sexy.”
She giggled while working with the ropes behind me.
“Thank you. I put it together just for you. I’m glad you like it. “. She had finished tying my wrists. “However, what I meant earlier about YOUR outfit…” She tugged my scarf a little bit away from my neck, and whispered… “…was that you look so hot in it that I could melt where I stand.”
With that, she planted a soft kiss underneath my scarf on my neck. Only a small one, but it sent electrical charges through my body like nothing ever did before. I let out a hard gasp.
Then, she continued binding me. Similar to last week, but this time my legs were tied above and below the knees. The small but significant difference was also that her hands brushed over my more intimate parts more often than last time…Also one rope was tied around my body just above my hips, but I could not figure out what exactly it was for. When Thea was finished, she turned me around that I could sit properly on the couch and stood before me.
“So, for your gag…”
“Ah”, I said, “You can use my scarf. I mean, the one you lent me.”
Thea shook her head.
“Nono. First of all, it was a gift. Second, it looks too good on you to take it. Third, you need it. It belongs to your outfit, cowgirl.”
I blushed again. That was exactly what it should look like, she called it.
“No, as I wanted to say, I have something special for you. Since I can’t give you my scarf today – It wouldn’t fit your cute mouth – I thought that maybe I can give you something more interesting.”
With that said, she pulled up her skirt a little bit and reached underneath it. After some fiddling, she pulled her panties down and stepped out of them.
“So, cutie.”, she said, balling her panties up and bringing them closer to my face, ”want to have a taste? They’re clean, it just could be that they are a little bit…wet after I tied you up just now.”
First I backed up a little. Underwear in my mouth. But as before, the straight-thinking part of my mind quickly lost to my more…basic instincts. I opened my mouth.
“Gag me please.”
“That’s all I wanted to hear.”
Gently, she pushed the panties into my open mouth. While pushing them with her left hand, her right one caressed my cheek. Every touch sent tingles through my body.
Then I tasted her. The panties were really wet. But I didn’t even care. The fact that I was the one who caused Thea to become so wet excited me even further, and my breath quickened a little.
After that, she picked a cute beige bandana from the pile of scarves and folded it into a band. Without tying a knot for my mouth into it this time, she pushed it between my lips and carefully tied it under my hair at the back of my head. Finally, she stood up and looked at her work.
“Beautiful.”
I blushed again, looking at the floor. Thea leaned forward, with her hands resting on my tights, and brought her face close to mine. I looked up, straight at her blue eyes.
“Lina…”, she said, almost a whisper, “Thank you so much for coming here today. It means much to me. I got the keys for the front door and the janitor is on vacation. So when I am finished with work, and the other staff is gone, I’ll come back and we can play all we want.”
And then she kissed me, this time on the lips over my gag. I just closed my eyes, savoring the moment. I felt the tip of her tongue pushing against the fabric of the bandana, then getting behind it to find its way into my mouth. I tried returning the favor, but my tongue was a little bit immobile at the time.
The kiss only lasted some seconds, but it was enough to make me burn from the inside. When Thea finally pulled away and I opened my eyes again, I demanded more.
“Mmmmph!”
“Sorry, cowgirl. That will have to do for now, I need to work. Just one last thing to make the time more interesting for you.”
She pulled out a small piece of rope with several knots with different-sized gaps in between them. Before I could even wonder what it was for, I got my answer. Thea tied it to the front of the rope circling my hips, directed it through my legs and pulled it up.
“MMPH!”
My reaction was immediate. The knots in the rope applied pressure to my most sensitive point and pushed between my buttcheeks. Thea secured it by tying it to the same rope, only on my backside. Without further ado, she walked around the couch and approached the door.
“I guess this time I don’t even need to tell you to have fun. See you later, cowgirl.”
The door closed behind me, and I was alone again. Below me, I could see the concert hall slowly filling, although there were many free seats. Not that it mattered much, since my brain still struggled to grasp this situation. Although I had thought about the possible events today a thousand times over the course of the last week. But actually doing it…being in it is something else.
Then the concert started. It was great music, no doubt, and I tried my best to relax, to savor this moment. After listening for a while, I decided to test the entertainment which was wrapped around me for a little bit.
I breathed in deeply. All the ropes dug into my skin a little bit more. The ones below and under my breasts felt like they were caressing them. I twisted my hands as far as I could, trying if I could find a knot, just for fun. Of course, no chance there, Thea’s ropework was as good as the last time. My thoughts wandered to the black-haired girl. I closed my eyes, and pictured her in today’s outfit.
“MMMPH!”
A little shock went through my body. Apparantly, I had moved my hips while thinking about her, which caused the rope between my legs to move and stimulate my sensitive spots, although only a little bit through the jeans.
“Apphhh…” I purred, since a satisfying feeling spread inside of me. The knots of the rope were spot-on. Every little shift of my position caused the little knots to stimulate me, and the ones at the back of the rope which dug deep between my cheeks felt better that I was ready to admit.
I hesitated for a moment. I actually wanted to have my…fun time with her. Then my thoughts involuntarily went back to her, especially to her deep kiss which even reached behind my gag and my pressed-down tongue. Blood rushed to my head, and I finally decided that I could not wait. I needed to take care of my pleasure myself for now. After all, why else should she have equipped me with this devilish rope? I swung my bound legs up on the couch to get into a comfortable lying position and started to move my hips against the crotchrope.
The concert continued on. The talented musicians worked themselves higher and higher, reaching several climaxes in the great composition they were playing today. It was, surprisingly, one of the best pieces that have ever been played in this concert hall.
Unfortunately for myself, the musical climaxes were not accompanied by climaxes for myself. As the concert neared its end, I still tried desperately to reach an orgasm.
“Mmmph! Mmmph! MMMPH!!!!”
What I could not have foreseen at the beginning of my tie-up was the fact that the crotchrope was not enough to send me over the edge! The stimulation seemed enough at first, since I was excited since I came to the concert hall today, and especially after seeing Thea again, but it just was not enough. But being stubborn I grinded myself against the rope, trying to get enough movement into the knots to stimulate me. Moaning, thrashing around, bucking: Nothing worked. My jeans may be skin-tight and super-sexy, but they have proven themselves to be my greatest enemy today. Never have I more wished to be naked.
Finally, the concert was over and the hall started to empty. I laid on my back on the couch and panted hard into my gag because of my fruitless efforts to have an orgasm. At first I was a little bit angry at my beautiful “captor”, leaving me with something to stimulate me but not able to get release. But as I realized that the concert was ending and our real playtime will start soon, my anger faded and turned into anticipation. After all, since she put me through this, she will be making it up to me for sure.
More time passed. Some workers cleaned up the stage and the seats, but soon everything was empty. I guessed that most of the people working here must have left already…Thea should come soon. Just as I thought that, I heard the door open behind the couch open.
“Hi there! Missed me?”
“Mmrphm!”
I tried to sound angry. After all, she should apologize for that unfair rope between my legs. She walked around the couch, and put a small bag she was carrying into a corner of the room. Then she walked up to me and kneeled in front of the couch next to my face. Just when she leaned in to give me a kiss, I turned my face away.
“Nmh.”
“Oh come on.” Thea giggled, but just a little bit before she at least tried to sound apologizing. “I know, it was a little bit evil. It’s not easy to get full satisfaction from this rope with clothes on. I hoped you would just use it a little bit, to keep your arousal up.”
I kept my head turned away. Of course I would give in, but I just wanted to see how much I, the poor bound and gagged girl, could do now. Thea however, did not make this easy. She moved her lips close to my ear and whispered:
“Sooorry…”
“Nmh.”
“Please…”
She planted a small kiss just below my ear. A shiver went down my spine.
“How can I….”
She tucked my scarf away, and kissed me underneath it, like she did before the concert.
“…make this up to my beautiful damsel?”
Blood rushed to my head, and I moaned into my gag. No chance. Resistance is futile, after all.
“Mmmmmph…”
Thea first helped me to sit upright on the couch again, then she took my head into both her hands and turned it to face her.
“Don’t worry, cowgirl. I’ll make it up to you big time.”
This time she kissed my mouth, and what a kiss it was! Like before, she somehow managed to slip her tongue past my bandana and massaged my tongue with hers. She also pushed with her body against mine, our breasts pressing against each other. One hand of hers slipped behind me and began to tug on the crotchrope.
“Oumph!”
Thea’s kiss became a grin.
“Feels nice, doesn’t it? Wait a second…”
Now she climbed on top of me and sat on my lap. Another kiss came, but this time, her hands wandered along my body, caressing every curve. Soon my breathing quickened as I became hotter and hotter from this treatment.
“Calm down, this was just the beginning.”
She then untied the crotchrope. The pressure disappeared, and I let out a sigh. Thea pulled me closer to her again, and said with a grin in her face:
“Ready?”
I blushed, smiled behind my gag and said:
“Mhmh!”
Slowly, Thea slid her hand down my body while looking into my eyes. Finally reaching my jeans, she undid the first button and finally put her hand into my pants. As she reached my clit, I inhaled sharply. Then the movements began. First slow, then increasing in tempo. I was already so aroused, I did not even try to show any moderation. I moaned as loudly as I could, I panted , sweated and bucked under this hand of the girl I hardly knew. And she knew exactly was she was doing. Every time I showed any sign of finishing, she slowed down just enough to delay it for some more time. She used that time to plant kisses on my lips, cheeks, and neck or gently caressing my breasts with her other hand.
But this could not go on forever. Her fingers started to dance again in my pants, and I knew that this time, there was no going back. I moved my hips, trying to accommodate to her hand at least a little bit. And then there was the orgasm.
The multiple delays, the crotchrope, the sweet caressing of her – all erupted in me at the same time. No shame existed for me at that very moment. I bucked, moaned as loud as I could, bit in my gag, all while riding this wonderful orgasm. It was nothing like I ever felt before. Thea also did her best to help me getting as much as I can from this, since she kept rubbing my clit to keep me going. She also did her best to not fall down – As I said, I had no restraints and moved in my bonds as much as I could. I guess she was more of a cowgirl than I.
The orgasm ended, and I let myself fall back into the cushions with the most satisfying sigh I ever let out. Thea rolled down from me and sat next to me on the couch. By now, she was also sweating and panting. Apparently I really was a nice sight to her.
“Well, that was something. You are a volcano, you know that? A really beautiful one…”
I smiled underneath my gag, completely lost in my afterglow.
“Phnksh.”
Thea grinned at me, stood up and went to her bag she put down earlier. She pulled a bottle of water and a pack of cigarettes out of it.
“First of all: Hydration is important!”
She put both items next to me on the couch, and then carefully removed the bandana from my mouth. It fell down on my neck over my own scarf. Then she plucked her own panties from my mouth and put them on next to me.
“All good?” she asked me.
“More than that.” I answered, and I meant it. Something had changed inside of me since this last week. And I was okay with it.
Thea held the water bottle up.
“Thirsty?”
“You bet.”
Of course I was not untied. I didn’t even want it. Thea helped me drink from the bottle, drank a little bit herself and put it away again. She then pulled a cigarette from the box.
“Cowgirls do smoke, right?” she asked with a smile.
“Occasionally. Gimme!”
She lit the cigarette, then held it to my face and let me take a pull. I’m not the smoking type, but it did wonders to bring me back down to earth after this experience now. After we finished smoking, Thea stood up and positioned herself in front of me.
“Sooo… are you ready for the next round?”