THE ADVENTURES OF TERRI AND JENNIFER
CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE
I stood there looking at myself in the mirror. The corset was sleek and very
restrictive and was in sharp contrast to the whiteness of my firm breasts. I
slowly cupped and each breasts as if I was judging their weight. My fingers
glided over each nipple bringing them to full attention. This slow build up
prior to the actual self-bondage fun was most enjoyable. Miko stood back and
continued to take more photos.
I reached down and picked up the handcuffs and another small lock and locked the
cuffs to the D-ring attached to the back of the chastity belt. When my wrists
were locked in the handcuffs, my arms would be effectively tied to my body. I
smiled at Miko. I was ready to begin the next phase.
I picked up my gloves, turned on my heels and headed out of the bathroom with
Miko in tow. She commented on how she liked the way the leather strap was in
sharp contrast to the cheeks of my rear end. I just turned and smiled at her
telling her that it feels even better than it looks.
As we walked, Miko asked me what happens if the key doesn't fall or I can't find
it etc. I told her that sometimes I call Jennifer to stand by for me and that if
I didn't call her back in a few hours, she was to come over and help me.
Jennifer likes these games and has at times shown up early to take advantage of
the situation. Miko nodded. I also told her about the back up safety that I use.
In fact, if she wanted to photograph it, I'd set up for her. Miko agreed.
I walked over to the wet bar and pulled a large glass pitcher from the cabinet.
I filled it with water. I then placed the pitcher on the edge of the wet bar. I
walked over to the restraint bag and pulled out a long thin rope and another set
of keys that opened my handcuffs and thumbcuffs. I tied the keys about twelve
inches from one end of the rope. I then tied that end of the rope to the handle
of the pitcher. The rest of the rope was draped out on the floor. Miko took
several photos. I explained to her that if something happened and the ice and
key device didn't work, I could struggle over to the pitcher and pull the key
down. The consequences was that I would probably break the pitcher and spill the
water. I also explained to her, that at home I use oil, or grape juice that
would really make a mess so it would have to be a real emergency for me to get
this key. Obviously I wouldn't choose to use a glass container because I would
have to crawl through broken glass to get to the key. Having the consequences of
a large mess makes me think twice about trying to take the easy way out of my
bondage. Being tired is not one of those things that I count as an emergency. I
told Miko that I have been lucky to date and haven't had to use this device.
Miko just smiled in amazement. Never had she realized all the details and fore
thought that someone could put into tying themselves up. I smiled, stepped back
and shrugged my shoulders. A fetish, that's what it was called.
The ice and key device was just starting to make a small wet spot in the carpet.
It was time to begin the bondage fun. At this point, I usually check the doors
locked and the curtains drawn but with the location of the penthouse and the
fact that Miko was there, I didn't worry about them this time.
I walked over to the center of the room and carefully sat on the floor next to
my pile of restraints. Sitting down was difficult due to the boots and the
restriction of the corset. Miko hovered around in the background taking both
photos and video as needed.
I picked up the first long strap, crossed my booted ankles and begin to wrap the
black strap tightly around my two legs just above the heels. I stopped often to
catch my breath. I just loved corsets, just like boots, they are almost a
bondage by themselves. I quickly buckled the strap using the roller buckle. I
repeated the same process with additional straps just below and above the knees
and then one last one on my bare thighs above the boots. My legs were now one
piece of black leather boots and straps. I explained to Miko that being cross
ankled like this made standing almost impossible especially with the stiffness
of the boots and the height of the heels. She nodded in agreement.
I next picked up the collar and buckled it around my neck. A small pad lock
secured its position. I was explaining each step to Miko as I went along. I then
picked up the thin leather blindfold and was ready to begin the final steps.
I put the gloves across my lap for later retrieval and checked to see that the
ball gag and thumbcuffs were within easy reach. I placed the blindfold to my
eyes and brought the two straps around my head and buckled them tightly. The
thin leather molded to my face sealing off all light.
I mentioned to Miko again that after she had the photos and the video she
wanted, she could go ahead and get the key for me and we would wrap up the
evening. Miko said ok and continued to snap photos. The gag was next.
Before I gagged myself, Miko asked me why I like gloves so much. I told her they
added to the fetish look, protected my wrists, and they made opening the cuffs a
little more difficult due to its harder to find the key hole with the gloves on.
I also told her, I'd show her later when I was free. Miko said she was looking
forward to it. She laughed. I picked up the head harness and ball gag and placed
the ball to my wet lips. This ball was medium size and would fill my mouth
completely. Just as I was about to insert it, Miko asked why I was putting the
harness over the blindfold. I smiled and told her that it tended to keep the
blindfold in place better and that this way I couldn't remove it by rubbing it
on the carpet. Such tricks I have, she told me.
I inserted the gag and it came to rest in its familiar resting spot behind my
teeth. I buckled the two straps tightly behind my neck over my hair. I pulled
the head harness up over the top of my head and buckled it to its keeper that
was also attached to the neck strap in back. The harness straps were attached to
either side of the ball. It framed my nose and pressed directly on the
blindfold. The last two straps where buckled under my chin forcing me to bite
down on the ball. I tried to open my mouth and speak, only garbled words came
out. Miko told me that it seemed to be a very effective gag. I nodded, then
tried to laugh, not much came out, yes it was.
I picked up the last long strap and wrapped it loosely around my upper body,
over my arms and above my breasts. I buckled this comfortably tight. This was
not a great arm bondage but good enough. I couldn't make it as tight as I
usually like because then I would not be able to move my arms behind me to use
the cuffs. To keep the strap in place, I picked up a small two ended clip and
fed one end through the metal buckle of the strap and the other end I clipped to
the D-ring on my collar. As I rolled around on the floor, this would serve to
keep the belt from sliding over my head. I have invented a way to do the same
with an elastic strap behind me but decided not to use it tonight.
I could hear Miko still taking photos in the background. Occasionally she would
tell me to stop moving and ask me to turn this way and that to get a good look
at all the bondage restraints. She then told me to continue with my self-bondage
adventure.
