Soccer Mum double tapped (FF/F)

[Janbound]

"You're not going anywhere, darling," giggled a voice, playful and sinister.

Jan, bound to the bed with ropes that bit into her skin, rolled her eyes in exasperation. She'd never thought it would come to this. Rachel, a woman she'd met at her son's soccer practice, had seemed so innocuous at first glance. Rachel was in her mid-twenties, with a mischievous glint in her eye and a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. But she had a way of making anyone feel like they were the most important person in the room, and the divorced blonde had been drawn in, eager for a friend in a town where she'd known no one.

Now, Rachel dressed in black stockings, short leather skirt and topless, and her friend Sam, dressed in tight black leather trousers, red crop top and barefoot, were looming over Jan, their youthful giggles filling the dimly lit room like the buzz of mosquitoes on a humid summer night. Jan squirmed under the relentless tickling, the laughter of her tormentors only spurring them on. Rachel's eyes sparkled with a sadistic glee as she watched Jan's body contort, the older woman's muffled protests growing more frantic behind the multi layers of tape and socks that firmed her gag.

Sam leaned in, her dark hair brushing against Jan's calves, and whispered something into Rachel's ear. Rachel nodded, her smile widening, and the two of them shared a knowing look that sent a shiver down Jan's spine. With a dramatic flourish, Rachel produced a jar of what looked like strawberry-flavored body paint and a fine-tipped brush from the bedside table. Jan's eyes widened in horror as Rachel dipped the brush into the sticky, vibrant pink substance and began to trace intricate patterns along her arches. The sensation was oddly soft at first, but quickly turned to a maddening itch as the paint began to dry on her sensitive skin.

The two young women took turns, their giggles turning into peals of laughter as Jan's body squirmed in protest. Rachel's brushwork was meticulous, her strokes lingering on the most sensitive areas of Jan's feet, while Sam's touch was more playful, her brush flitting from one spot to the next like a butterfly landing on a field of flowers. Jan's breathing grew ragged, her eyes watering from the effort of holding back the screams that clawed at the back of her throat. The tickling had stopped, but the torment was far from over.

The sweet, tart scent of the strawberry body paint filled Jan's nostrils, mingling with the musky scent of Rachel's and Sam's arousal. It was a heady mix that only added to Jan's distress, her mind racing as she tried to understand what these two had in store for her next. Rachel took a step back to admire her handiwork, her eyes roving over Jan's body with a predatory gaze that made Jan's stomach drop.

Sam leaned closer, her breath hot against Jan's ear as she whispered, "You know what happens when you've been a naughty girl, don't you?" Jan's eyes widened further, the anticipation of what was to come making her heart pound in her chest. Rachel nodded in approval at Sam's question, setting the jar of paint aside and picking up a small feather from the bedside table. She trailed it along Jan's inner thigh, and traced around the edge of her panties, watching with a twisted smile as goosebumps pebbled her skin.

With the precision of a surgeon, Sam began to lick Jan's painted feet, starting at the toes and moving inwards with agonizing slowness. Jan's eyes squeezed shut as she writhed against the restraints, the gag muffling her desperate whimpers. The sensation of Sam’s tongue and Rachael’s feather was a potent cocktail of pleasure and pain, one that made her squirm and arch her back, trying to escape the relentless torment. Rachel's festher danced teasing,y along the paths surrounding her most sensitive parts teasing and stroking, making Jan's body spasm uncontrollably.

The room grew warmer with the heat of their combined breaths, and the scent of the paint mingled with the smell of Jan's growing arousal, which she couldn't hide no matter how hard she tried. Rachel noticed the dampness growing on Jan's black knickers and smirked. "Looks like someone's enjoying this little game," she murmured, her voice a taunting purr that seemed to echo in Jan's ears. Rachel took the feather and dragged it along Jan's inner thigh, tracing a line up to the edge of her panties.

Jan's eyes shot open in shock as Rachel's mouth closed over her nipple, teeth grazing the sensitive peak before flicking it with her tongue. The sensation sent jolts of pleasure straight to Jan's core, making her squirm even more against the ropes. Rachel's eyes locked onto Jan's, the older woman's pupils dilated with a mix of fear and arousal that Rachel found deliciously intoxicating. She bit down gently, eliciting a muffled gasp from Jan, who thrashed her head against the pillow.

Sam's tongue, meanwhile, had removed the strawberry flavoured paint from Jan's feet, and moved to the space between her toes, probing and licking with a curious hunger. The young woman's eyes sparkled with excitement as Jan's body responded to the unorthodox attention. Jan's toes curled inward, desperately trying to escape the relentless onslaught of pleasure, but it was a futile effort. Rachel's hand trailed down Jan's body, her fingernails lightly scoring the older woman's stomach before she reached down to tug at the waistband of Jan's black knickers. With a deft flick of her wrist, Rachel snapped the elastic against Jan's skin, the sharp sting making Jan's hips jerk.

Jan's eyes searched Rachel's, a silent plea for mercy, but Rachel's gaze was unyielding. She leaned in closer, her breath hot against Jan's ear. "You're going to love what comes next," she murmured, the promise in her voice sending a fresh wave of dread through Jan's body. Rachel's teeth closed around Jan's nipple, the bite of pain sending a shiver through Jan's spine. Jan's back arched off the bed, her muffled cries of protest mingling with the wet sounds of Sam's mouth on her feet.

Sam looked up from her task, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She leaned over Rachel, whispering something in her ear. Rachel nodded, a wicked smile playing on her lips. She reached down, her hand disappearing under the bed. When it reappeared, it was holding a small, vibrating device. Jan's eyes went wide with horror as Rachel switched it on, the low, steady hum of the vibrator filling the air. Rachel moved it closer to Jan's thigh, the vibrations sending a tingling sensation through her body that was almost too much to bear.

Sam fastened a black leather blindfold over Jan's eyes, plunging her into darkness. The sensory deprivation only heightened the intensity of the vibrations close to her clit, her body no longer able to anticipate the next stimulus. Rachel and Sam's laughter seemed to surround her, the sound bouncing off the walls and echoing in her ears. Jan's world had become a maelstrom of sensation, the only constant the relentless hum of the vibrator and the feeling of Sam's tongue and Rachel's teeth on her flesh.

With a deft flick of her wrist, Rachel snapped the device onto Jan's clit, the suddenness of the contact making Jan's body jolt. The gag muffled her scream as Rachel and Sam watched with twisted delight. Rachel leaned back, stroking Jan's cheek with a feather-light touch. "You're going to cum for us, darling," she cooed, her voice a seductive purr that sent Jan's pulse racing. "And there's nothing you can do to stop it."

The vibrations grew stronger, Rachel's hand expertly manipulating the device, bringing Jan closer and closer to the edge. Jan's body was a canvas of sensation, her mind a whirlwind of panic and unwilling arousal. Rachel leaned down, her breath hot against Jan's neck, and whispered, "You're so beautiful when you're desperate." Jan's eyes clenched shut, her teeth digging into the gag as Rachel's fingernails trailed along the side of her neck, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

Sam's tongue continued its dance on Jan's feet, now moving up to the ankles and calves, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin, leaving faint marks that stood out against Jan's tanned flesh. Rachel's hand moved from the vibrator to Jan's wrists, tightening the knots slightly, ensuring she was completely immobile. Jan felt a trickle of sweat run down her forehead, the leather of the blindfold sticking to her skin.

The vibrations grew more intense, the device's buzzing a constant reminder of Rachel's control. Jan's hips began to buck, her body instinctively seeking relief from the torment, but Rachel held the vibrator carefull in place with just the right level of pressure, her eyes never leaving Jan's contorted face. Rachel's free hand moved to Jan's stomach, her nails tracing patterns that made Jan's skin crawl, the anticipation of where they might go next adding to her distress.

Sam took one of Jan's feet into her mouth, suckling and biting gently, while her hands roamed over Jan's legs, her fingers occasionally brushing against the damp fabric of her knickers. Rachel watched the display with a sadistic glee, her own arousal palpable as she felt Jan's body tighten under her touch. The vibrator's power was unrelenting, pushing Jan closer and closer to the precipice of climax.

Rachel leaned in, her teeth grazing Jan's earlobe. "You're so close, darling," she murmured, her voice a low, seductive purr. "Just a little more." Jan's legs were trembling, her body a tightly coiled spring ready to snap. Rachel's hand slipped under the waistband of Jan's knickers, her fingertips finding their way to Jan's clit. She began to rub it in tight, fast circles, the vibrations from the device and the pressure from her fingers sending Jan hurtling over the edge.

The room was filled with the muffled sounds of Jan's desperate cries, her body arching off the bed as she came. Rachel and Sam watched, their own breaths quickening with excitement. Rachel removed the vibrator, but her hand remained, her thumb now tracing the sensitive, swollen flesh, drawing out Jan's orgasm until it was a drawn-out wail of pleasure and pain. Jan's body convulsed, the ropes digging deeper into her skin with each spasm.

Finally, Rachel's hand stilled, and Jan's body collapsed onto the bed, her chest heaving with exhaustion. Rachel leaned in, her teeth grazing Jan's ear. "That was just the appetizer, darling," she whispered. "We have so much more planned for you." Jan's eyes shot open in terror, but Rachel had already moved away, her hand replaced by Sam's, who began to massage her legs, her thumbs pressing into the muscles.

[LunaDog]

"That was just the appetizer, darling. We have so much more planned for you."

Excellent! Looking forward to more!

[MrHarrison56]

Great atory

[Jeffpa1967]

Love this story.