Relaxation Therapy 21 bondage story

The shock was total, paralysing. Emily stopped dead as she passed beneath the wide dark wood lintel before gasping out aloud like a fish. Lourdes laughed before wriggling with happy merriment and anticipation. Everyone always reacted the same way.

The shop was much more than an Aladdin's cave; it was a cornucopia of bondage equipment and toys stretching as far as the eye could see. Indeed, the word, "shop" didn't do the place justice, it was a supermarket. Of course she'd always known that she was not alone but this place simply took her breath away, punched it out of her like a Michael Tyson punch. All she could do was shake her head before staring around. Bigger than the local Safeway's, the cavernous interior stretched as far as she could see. How had she missed this place earlier? Of course, its artfully designed exterior and surrounding vegetation had helped conceal the size of the Staiputt bondage supermarket.

The impression that this place was a supermarket was abruptly reinforced as one couple suddenly emerged with a fully laden trolley piled high with all kinds of bondage paraphernalia and magazines. Any amount of rope sat atop everything. They must've just arrived because they were wearing jeans and T-shirts but Emily did not think they would remain dressed like that much longer. Indeed they weren't wasting any time if the gag (a wide, round ring-gag) already strapped in her mouth was any guide. Her hands had already been lashed together behind her back. More rope circled her arms and breasts. A securely tied crotchrope split the seat of the girl's jeans and it'd been attached to a rope leash which he was holding between awkwardly maneuvering the wayward trolley around everyone (it seemed some things never changed). Her smoky, smouldering eyes met theirs as they passed before a happy gurgle escaped her lips and Emily smiled back.

"This place is fantastic!" he blurted out. "You've been here before? Wait till you see the shop. Would you believe that the girls here even tied her up as well?"

Emily nodded before grinning. Staiputt had this effect upon people didn't it? If the couple's reaction was anything like hers, they were probably feeling equally overwhelmed after entering this Eden.

"Awesome, man," someone said as they passed the girls before stopping dead like them and she grinned again before returning to the incredible panorama facing her.

Only the usual eagle-eyed security metal detectors stood between her and everything located within while several checkouts were located on her right but she hardly noticed these while she delightedly glanced around like a child visiting Santa's Toyshop for the first time.

There was a several wall-racks roughly arranged in the letter 'H' with more different kinds of gags than she'd ever seen during all her life immediately facing them. Each display unit was literally festooned with every type of gag imaginable and they'd been sorted out by category – ballgags, trainers, bit gags, bridle gags, ring gags, butterfly gags… There must be about fifty or more different gags here. Even a couple of gleaming medieval branks were on display. She'd never realised there were so many ways of silencing someone.

Red (by far the most popular) ballgags, yellow, green, blue… and so on.

Oh my God.

Small bins contained more gags below the display units and a couple of people were rummaging inside while a sales lady hovered nearby. Another customer wearing a gleaming little black sleeveless PVC shift dress (no bra) and a towering pair of heels was uncertainly holding a complex harness ball gag while her boyfriend looked on. The smiling assistant was carefully demonstrating how everything was supposed to be done up, pulling each strap and buckle tight until her lovely face was surrounded by an interlocking web of glossy straps with a bright red ball protruding out of her mouth like an apple.

The sales girl's glossy red rubber dress and leather boots shone under the bright lights and Emily couldn't help smiling as she heard the customer say, "Oh, that looks great, I'll take it."

Anticipating her reply, the sexy Staiputt girl adroitly plucked another, identical model out of the bin before retreating behind her surprised client and gently popping everything in her mouth. "Mmmgghmm…" She happily squirmed from one side to another as each strap was tightly buckled in place before turning to her partner and sinking into his arms. The radiantly happy expression decorating her face spoke volumes and Emily swallowed as he extracted a piece of cord from the pocket of his shorts before gently taking her hands and tying them together in a 'X' behind her back while the still tightly gagged Staiputt salesgirl watched with obvious approval.

Emily shook her head again as the young couple (they couldn't have been much older than eighteen) paid for their purchases. It was a shop like no other. The usual somewhat dark, dreary Gothic atmosphere she reluctantly accepted as par for the course with most bondage shops was noticeably absent. The Staiputt shop resembled an upmarket department store. Marble, chrome and artfully placed lighting set off each section in style. Bowls of brilliantly coloured blooms were dotted around the store. Unlike the sparsely staffed MYER department store in Melbourne, any number of beautiful, brightly dressed rubber or PVC-clad girls were standing to attention, ready to assist customers. If not for the unique merchandise – or the smiling, attentive Staiputt staff, she could've been easily transported all the way back home in David Jones – or Harrods. Even Saks Fifth Avenue. It was class all the way and she wonderingly tried to absorb the incredible sight as her stunned brain tried to cope.

Delighted with her reaction, Lourdes grinned widely. "You like?" she chuckled.

"Oh… yes…" Emily eventually managed. "V-very much."

"Bondage store, pony gear, bookshop – sells books, magazines, videos, this level," Lourdes said before taking Emily's arm and guiding her inside where a blast of delightfully cool air washed over the plastic-clad girls. A sly smile lit her face. "Leather, rubber, plastic, raincoats upstairs. Shoes also."

Emily breathlessly nodded as they walked past the gags. She could spend all day here – easily. She wanted to try everything on! In fact, the ball-gagged sales girl was inviting her to do just that but Lourdes politely waved her away. There was so much to see and do. The spacious straitjacket department alone could easily take all day to view. A burly, heavyset guy was being fitted into a heavy-duty rubber straitjacket with so many straps and buckles she lost count of everything while his Staiputt PA (Personal Assistant) watched the proceedings with an eagle eye. She was carrying a ballgag and Emily guessed it would go back in his mouth after completing his purchases.

This place was just incredible and her wonder increased while she studied the straitjackets on offer. Most were the ubiquitous institutional canvas models but there were also plenty of rubber, leather and even shiny PVC models available in almost every colour like the pink one she'd seen the girl in the window wearing earlier. Even one or two one-piece bodysuits which had been converted into straitjackets. There were several girls in attendance here, one of whom had been securely strapped into an upmarket 'Posey' straitjacket and gagged. The other salesgirls were assisting another customer who was struggling with a shiny fire-engine red PVC one-piece leotard-cum straitjacket. Again there were lots of fun straps and buckles – of course half the fun was doing up everything! Her arms had been folded over each other and one of the girls was doing up the crotchflap while she breathlessly stared downwards.

"Downstairs, lingerie, corsets, shoes, adult toys," Lourdes mused. "Medical section also, you wanna play doctors and nurses, go there. Have all kind of toys, ya. Sell plaster for casts, instruments, enemas, we have everything! Basement, is bondage furniture. Beds, stocks, racks, chairs." Her nose wrinkled. "Really more for BDSM, you know, yah. Use ten different woods, you order, we make, ship overseas."

Everything except the kitchen sink, Emily thought. And they would probably build one for you if pressed. They were passing the rope section and she couldn't help gasping again. There was enough cord here to equip every clipper sailing the high seas a century ago. There was any number of giant reels brimming with rope, although many stood half-empty – testament to the popularity of erotic rope bondage around here. Every colour, style and size was represented and her insides writhed with excitement. She recognised the cotton sash cord which Jolina had used with such devastating effect upon her last night along with the most incredible rainbow assortment of soft nylon rope she'd ever seen stored in one place. Another wall was festooned with more reels containing the plainer brown of the much rougher hemp popular with devotees of shibari, or Japanese rope bondage.

Each reel bore labels advising the colour, size and price (discounts were available if buying by the reelful) and even the type of bondages recommended. Alternatively, customers could buy packaged pre-cut lengths of rope as well although it was obvious that the majority of people preferred selecting their personal favourite rope. An assistant was cutting some sash rope for a customer and she smiled. There must be a couple of hundred feet lying there already. Its buyer was watching the process with hungry eyes, doubtlessly wishing they could get on with the real fun! Mmmm… She was passionate about cotton sash cord, it felt so nice and it was incredibly hard to get out of as well. A large wall chart occupied the far wall and Emily wandered over for a quick look; it provided information about various types and properties of rope and in order to avoid any confusion, it also included colour photos. The chart advised that hemp shrunk when wet and that cotton sash did not possess much stretch among other things.

One of the larger sections, it rated four girls, two of whom had been tightly bound and gagged while the other two helped customers with selecting and cutting rope. One stark naked girl had been suspended from the ceiling in a very traditional Japanese rope suspension. Her arms had been folded behind her back with each wrist bound to the opposite forearm, while her legs had also been folded inwards in a tight hogtie. Awed, Emily glanced upwards. They'd even attached her ti-iight crotchrope to everything in such a way no matter which direction the girl wriggled, she would receive the utmost possible amount of clitoral stimulation. Several damp spots below bore mute testimony to her arousal. At least four or five different size hemp ropes had been used on her and Emily smiled again.

What a unique way of displaying their wares. She'd been gagged with an equally traditional triangular polka-dot detective style gag. From the unseemly bulge beneath, Emily guessed she'd been securely cleave-gagged first before the extra, primarily ornamental layer above. Her eyes glowed with pleasure as she solemnly regarded the girls standing below and Emily returned her smile before studying the other girl. A shiny thin black rubber suit coated her slim body from head to toe. However it was the beautiful rainbow assortment of ropes snaking their way up her lithe legs as well the very Japanese 'karada' harness woven around her torso which really captured her attention. It was simply gorgeous. Her arms had been bound behind her back and a cheeky grin split her face as she noticed Emily's stunned stare. "Can I help you?" she asked.

"No thanks," Emily smiled. "At the moment we're just… looking but… I'll be back, you can count on that."

"Walang problema," she giggled. "You come back, I help you, ya?"

"Salamat," Emily smiled. "Sure thing."

Suddenly Leia Organa and Boba Fett appeared and Emily couldn't help gasping as the inter-galactic bounty hunter menacingly swung his laser pistol (or whatever it was) around to cover them. Completely unperturbed, Lourdes smiled before asking if they were enjoying themselves.

"What… was all that about?" Emily weakly asked as Fett towed along his tightly bound captive. Leia's ornate gold chains glittered beneath the bright light. Jabba the Hutt would be a happy camper very soon, she thought. Their costumes were so real, right down to the battered helmet and visor he wore. They hadn't come out of any Taiwan plastics factory.

"Oh ya. I forget. We have costume shop also," Lourdes explained. "Can cater for any damsel-in-distress fantasy. Star Wars, gangsters, pirates, cowboys and Indians, soldiers, that kind of thing. Can buy or hire."

"Wow…" Emily breathed. This place was amazing.

"If not see anything you like, just bring photo or ask, we can make."

"No worries," Emily replied. Her head was spinning again. No wonder Staiputt was so popular.

"I remember playing cops n' robbers and all other kind of games like that when I was young," Emily mused. "I really like that costume idea."

"Sometimes we have groups here who wanna play games like that," Lourdes smiled. "Provide equipment, rope, place to play out there."

Emily mutely nodded. Staiputt thought of everything.

Despite the relative lateness of the hour and the closeness of dinnertime, the Staiputt Bondage Shop was quite busy. There were plenty of people browsing the various sections, most of whom were decked out in all manner of fetish finery while others had been stringently bound and gagged. Most of the attentive staff were also being kept busy while they happily demonstrated the use of their bondage equipment upon each other or the customers. They were passing a section containing armbinders and she briefly stopped to watch while one of the girls laced another customer into a shiny leather armbinder. The attractive young blonde bondagette was saying, "Tighter please" and the Staiputt girl happily obliged, pulling on the laces until her arms all but met. Smiling, Emily stopped to watch the performance. After tying a tight double knot, the shop girl buckled each strap as tight as they would go around the binder itself before passing more straps around the blonde's waist and hips. The girl's armbinder also incorporated a crotchstrap and this too, was pulled tight, eliciting moans of pleasure from its happy wearer. Wow… Emily disbelievingly shook her head. Their job was a labour of love and she envied the girls working here. It was obvious that they really loved what they were doing. It shone through their happy faces and speech.

The bound girl obviously approved of her new purchase because Emily could hear her passing on her room number for billing.

"Could you gag me now?" she asked after completing the brief formalities and Emily grinned. She was going to wear everything back home. The smiling Staiputt girl was buckling up her customer's gag now and Emily breathlessly watched while she pulled each strap tight before farewelling her with a warm smile.

So often the whole shopping experience revolved around the quality of the staff and the way they looked after you. A good assistant could really help make your day – and they treated everybody like royalty here. Of course it helped everyone shared the same interests but even so… The people back home could learn a few things from the girls here… There was nothing fake or artificial about their warm smiles and their desire to please was genuine. All in all, it was quite the happiest shop she'd ever seen.

"This place is absolutely wonderful," she sighed and Lourdes nodded. Her eyes were bright and happy as she studied Emily.

"Opo, I'm really very gracious happy you like," she smiled.

"This place is Heaven," Emily happily replied while she incredulously glanced around. They were approaching the escalators and she could see the voluminous bookshop beyond. The bookstore was just as amazing as well. They had to have thousands of titles available here. Bondage… fetish… sexuality… They even had a 'popular' section stocking the latest bestsellers as well as a newsagent. Large signs advertised each section within the bookshop and Emily smiled when she noticed the girls attending the cash registers. They'd been kitted out in the Sweet Gwendoline or U-69 costumes of the era. "Sweet Gwendoline promotion," Lourdes commented while they rode the escalator upstairs. "Twenty percent off all Sweet Gwen books this week."

"Terrific," Emily smiled. That would explain the Sweet Gwen promo outside she'd seen earlier. "I'll have to buy a couple. Remind me to come back later." She looked around before sighing. "I don't know how I'm going to carry everything home though."

"Remember, we can ship," Lourdes gently reminded her. "Arrange everything downstairs, walang problema."

"That's right. Sorry, I forgot."

"Is ayos," Lourdes grinned. "Know feeling. Wanna buy everything."

"Tell me about it," Emily sighed. "Just wait till I see your rubber and rainwear section. I'll probably want to buy everything."

Lourdes laughed. "Don't worry, I know."

"Oh my God!" Emily's head reeled as the powerful aroma struck her before eddying around the girls like an invisible mist. The intoxicating scent of latex rubber was like no other but… it was especially concentrated up here. As if the smell wasn't enough, she'd never seen so much latex in one place before or since. There had to be acres and acres of latex clothing here. Lingerie, dresses, rainwear – and best of all, the full rubber enclosure suits she loved wearing so much. As if showing their full capabilities, a girl decked out in the most outlandish rubber outfit she'd ever seen guarded the top of the escalator. A cross between Alien and Predator, the figure's face was obscured behind a mask with several breathing tubes attached to it while her gleaming Darth Vaderish suit bristled with outlandish, futuristic appendages everywhere. However, her wave was friendly as she greeted the stunned visitors before grandly motioning them further inside.

Emily wandered through each wonderful display in a trance while Lourdes gigglingly followed. This place was an Atomage fantasy. Although she eagerly devoured her subscription copies of SkinTwo and Marquis when they arrived at home, she'd always felt somewhat detached from the costumes or suits on display within their pages. They weren't quite… real. But now she was here, seeing everything in its full glory for the first time. Actually touching, savouring the look and feel of the cool, smooth latex was totally different from the images contained within the pages of her favourite magazines, as beautiful as they were. She'd never imagined possible the sheer variety of outfits available – or the brilliant colours. The fantastic creativity of their designers was unbelievable. Apart from the usual ebon black, there were a dazzling variety of colours available and she glanced around like a kid in Santa's Toyshop. Swirling reds and blacks from… Ectomorph, the label said. Cocoon had an incredible sleeveless bodysuit in the most unbelievable iridescent rainbow hues which glittered and sparkled under the lighting.

"Can buy Europe manufacturers," Lourdes commented. "Costs more but very good. Or just buy our own Staiputt suits. Can make to order, yah!"

"Yeah…" Emily weakly replied before staring as another girl insouciantly sashayed past with a jaunty swing of her hips. Emily gasped when she noticed the lingerie (if one could call it that) that the woman was wearing. Her outfit was conventionally styled enough with long sleeves and high-necked top but that was where the similarity began and ended. It'd been cut in half just above her belly button in an inverted oval and the trailing ends supported a pair of suspenders which had been attached to an impossibly shiny pair of stockings which had to have been sprayed on her long legs. A tightfitting, matching pair of panties covered her pudenda – although the cloven cleft left Emily in no doubt how the girl preferred wearing everything. A shiny red pair of five-inch stilettos completed her ensemble and all she could do was stare.

"Unbelievable," she sighed before lovingly running her hand over one impossibly smooth glossy black enclosure suit with no eyes or mouth. Only a pair of breathing holes located under the bridge of the nose marred the smooth expanse of rubber. Emily couldn't help sighing before closing her eyes. Her liquefying privates were already in the last, advanced stages of meltdown. Simply looking at everything was enough to make her come, never mind… actually wearing some of this beautiful gear.

Like downstairs, everything was beautifully presented with the more expensive or outlandish items being displayed on mannequins – or the passing salesgirls who all appeared to receive as much pleasure out of rubber as her. Most of the girls apparently preferred full-body rubber enclosure although several had opted for a number of striking dresses such as the hot pink shift decorating one particularly luscious beauty. Smaller items such as bras, panties, girdles or leotards were hanging from numerous racks dotted around the floor.

Rubber was obviously more popular than she'd thought if the number of people browsing through everything was anything to go by. There were an equal number of women up here as well, which was a little surprising because she'd always thought it was more of a male-oriented fetish. It was good to see though that she wasn't… alone. She'd always felt somewhat guilty because of her obsession with rubber and plastic never mind her bondage kink. But the number of people up here suddenly made her feel much better about everything. Someone, obviously another woman, judging from the contours of the full body latex enclosure suit she was trying on, was admiring herself in a mirror while one of the rubber coated Staiputt girls busily measured everything with a tape between jotting down everything on a small hand-held Palm micro-laptop. Only her happy eyes were visible and Emily smiled. She knew how she felt. Another couple were just paying for the rubber mackintoshes they'd just bought and she grinned again. Only their radiantly happy faces were visible beneath the wide, shiny brims of their sou'westers as they spun around with an electrifying swish and rustle of heavy rubber. Their macks had been tightly belted around their waists and each button had been fastened all the way up to the collar which had been pulled around their necks with a protective flap. There was on way any water would enter – or exit. Emily knew they would boil as soon as leaving the cool, air conditioned comfort of the rubber emporium – but that was besides the point…

"Where's the plastic and rainwear?" Emily asked.

"Around there," Lourdes giggled before facetiously musing out aloud, "Might be here all evening."

The plastic rainwear section was an environmentalist's nightmare. She'd never seen so much plastic, shiny vinyl or PVC under one roof before and her head swam again. As they approached the plastic and rainwear department, the distinctive smell of freshly minted plastic and vinyl enveloped the girls. To many, it was an aroma which would've sent many screaming. For Emily, it was a perfume which she greedily inhaled. It was a drug which threatened to push her over the brink. Plastic everywhere. Plastic… everything. The softest smoothest plastic she'd ever seen. Panties, underwear, leotards, dresses, jogging suits, more full-body enclosure suits like the ones they were wearing, even frilly rompers in the 'Adult Baby' section (which also carried a wide selection of cots and oversized prams) – and everything was available in a dazzling array of colours.

Emily was lost. She didn't know where to go. Lourdes' amused chuckle was loud in her ears as she stared around. "Told you so," she said.

"Yeah, yeah," Emily abashedly grinned. "But honestly, this is the… the most wonderful place I've ever seen… This is like… Paradise!"

"Don't be embarrass, Emily," Lourdes smiled before slipping her slim arm around her plastic covered waist. "Only making a lambing, teasing you. Is ayos, I know how much you love plastic, me naman."

Suddenly the couple they'd met earlier and Emily grinned when she noticed that they'd obviously been hitting the credit card hard. What were their names again, Suddenly embarrassed, she closed her eyes before racking her brain. That was right… Kate, the cute child-woman – and… Michael. "Hi Kate… I see you managed to find what you were looking for," she smiled.

"Yeah, I sure did!" Kate beamed as she spun around with sheer delight. Her beautiful buttercup yellow vinyl one-piece rainsuit crackled and rustled as she proudly showed off its curves for Emily. "Isn't it gorgeous?" she breathed.

"It sure is," Emily sighed as she made a mental note to buy one for herself although where she would wear it outside the spacious grounds of Staiputt she had no idea. Kate's rainsuit was gorgeous. Emily could see she was naked beneath but she didn't dare comment. The brilliant yellow vinyl shone like a lantern while she happily paraded around the floor. Unlike most, much more utilitarian rainwear, Kate's rainsuit fitted her lithe body like a glove. A row of buttons concealed what had to be a zipper beneath while another small flap had been passed around the relatively high collar and this partially concealed the tapes of the drawstring hood tightly drawn inwards around her face. An inch-wide or so belt with a matching yellow plastic buckle had also been cinched tight around her waist, pulling the vinyl inwards creasing its delicious smooth folds which shone under the light bounding off everything. However, it was the small detail, which really set off everything, Emily thought. The military style pockets (which fastened with slightly smaller buttons than the ones marching along the front of Kate's rainsuit) located just around breast height as well as the hips. The little zippers advancing six or so inches upwards from the hem of each leg – making everything much easier to put on along the way. Sleeve cuffs to tighten the vinyl. "I've got to get one as well," she breathed.

"Binibini Emily wants to buy everything," Lourdes teased.

"You know, I'm thinking about buying you!" Emily threatened. "Then I'll…"

"Ooooo…" Lourdes giggled before pretending to shrink away. "I'm really scared."

"Well, you should be."

"Maybe already gag you again," Lourdes mused. "Then not talk,"

"Hey!" Emily exclaimed. "That's not fair!"

"You were saying?"

"I never said anything."

"Good," Lourdes said as she put Emily's butterfly gag away in her handbag. "I thought already maybe I heard you say something."

"See no evil, hear no evil," Kate giggled.

"Yes, you could certainly say that," Emily smiled. "Anyway, I really do love your new rainsuit. It looks absolutely fantastic."

"Doesn't it?" Kate happily gurgled before motioning in the direction of her bag. "It feels so good too," she sighed before adding, "I bought three. Another yellow one as well as a pink one."

"Woowww…" Emily was impressed. "Where will you wear it though?"

"Michael says if I like it so much – all the time."

"Even when you go home?"

"Even when we get home," Kate smiled. "Even when we go out shopping. We're living in Manchester so I think I'll be wearing it quite a lot."

"Oh my word," Emily breathed.

"Well, if you ever make it all the way up to England, we can wear our rainsuits when we go out," Kate smiled.

"Sure," Emily replied as her pussy tingled with the thought of wearing something as deliciously naughty outside.

"What brings you here?" Kate suddenly asked. "Just looking around or?"

"Lourdes said it was plastic theme night so she suggested we come here to find something I could wear."

Kate nodded. "That's what I heard as well."

"I suppose you'll be wearing your rainsuit?"

"Of course!" Kate laughed. "What about you?"

"Not sure," Emily sighed. "There's just much here, I don't know where to start. Probably a dress or something like that."

"Sounds good." Kate's smile was approving. "And of course, a plastic raincoat as well, if it's wet."

"Or even if it looks like it might rain," Michael quipped.

"Of course," Kate giggled. "Any excuse will do huh?"

"Definitely," said Michael and Emily laughed. It wouldn't be long before Kate found out she would receive more than she'd bargained for.

"Well," said Kate, "I'd better let you get going now. We'll see you later at dinner ok?"

"Sure," Emily smiled. "Sounds good to me as well."

"Maybe we could tie each other up as well," Kate said.

"Oh, I'd like that," Emily happily replied. Staiputt was Heaven on Earth. Every day was better than the last. "Well, in that case… maybe we could spend some time tying each other up after dinner."

"No worries then," Kate smiled. "I'll bring some extra rope then."

"Restaurant supply rope," Lourdes suddenly piped up. "Just ask, they will bring."

"Oh, wow, I didn't know that," Kate breathed. "That's wonderful. Um… what about gags?"

"Bring your own." Lourdes voice was surprisingly firm. More gently, "Health reasons, you know?"

"Sure! I understand," Kate smiled. "We've got several gags anyway."

Although she'd been here for two days now, Emily wondered if she would ever get used to a place where people made these kinds of arrangements as casually as one might a video evening.

"..kind of gags you like the most?"

"Huh?" Embarrassed, Emily stumbled over the words, "S- sorry, I… I didn't quite catch that."

"I think already she is very far away, yah," Lourdes gigglingly observed.

Kate smiled. "This place has that effect upon me as well. We've only been here three days and I'm still pinching myself. I just can't believe it exists. Anyway I was asking: What kind of gags you like the most?"

"… I don't really mind," Emily carefully replied, "but I think I like being ball-gagged the most of all. Just the way it fills my mouth, the way it straps up around my head, you know?"

"Terrific!" Kate beamed. "That's my favourite too." She nodded in Michael's direction. "His as well. You know, when we were first starting out together with all this bondage business, Mickey started out pretty gentle at first, then when he realised that I was enjoying myself, he brought out this enormous ball in the middle of all of these straps and I asked, 'What's that?' and he said, "It's a… ballgag.' I was so surprised coz I'd never seen anything like that before, you know but I was willing to give it a go because he'd always been so gentle with me. I knew he wouldn't do anything to hurt or humiliate me. Anyway, you should've seen his face when I put it in my mouth before doing up each strap –tight. Honestly, I'll never forget the look on his face while I was doing up everything. Then I got the rope out before giving it to him and well…" Kate coloured before glancing around. "We had a great night after." A soft sigh escaped her lips. "I don't think I'll ever forget it as long as I live."

"I was so surprised when she did that," Michael commented. "I thought I must be dreaming."

"His cock was so hard," Kate giggled. "I knew that I had him forever then."

"Wowww…" Emily breathed. "That's a great story." If only she had someone to play with like that. Don't think about it. "I bet you did. Anyway, what will you wear tonight?"

"Guess!" Kate giggled.

"Emily laughed. "I would never guess. Which reminds me – I've really got to find something to wear tonight."

"Oh… sorry… I didn't realise…"

"No, no, it's fine," Emily smiled. "I've enjoyed our chat together and anyway we can catch up later."

"Thanks, me too…"

"I think so too," Michael smiled. "Here Kate, I think it's time you put this back on."

"See what a beast he is? Always trying to control my life. Tying me up, gagging me…" Kate's smile was a sun as she happily accepted her ballgag from Michael before undoing the hood of her new rainsuit. "See you later, OK?" Kate said before unhesitatingly popping the big ball between her lips and cinching up each strap tight.

Emily had to smile. Kate obviously knew the form because she gave Michael her hands for re-tying after pulling the last strap tight beneath her chin. Less than a couple of minutes later, she was securely bound, much to her obvious pleasure. There was nothing fancy about the way she'd been tied up - but Michael was no slouch. He had Kate tightly bound without any awkwardness or hesitation whatsoever. Each wrap and knot was neat – and tight. She clearly wasn't going anywhere – and Emily knew that was exactly how her new friend wanted it. Her face was barely visible beneath the wide straps of her gag and the rainhood which Michael had replaced seconds after tying her up again. However her sparkling eyes told Emily how happy Kate was and she smiled again. They had so much in common. "Well, I'll see you later tonight," she said and Kate happily nodded before grunting an unintelligible reply.

"See you later," Michael grinned. "C'mon Kate, let's go."

Kate winked before turning and obediently following Michael. They must've invested in a new ballgag as well because it had a special lead attached to it. It began as a wide 'V' attached to the straps on either side of the ball wedged between Kate's lips before joining up to become one – and Michael was leading her along as if she was a dog.

"I like that gag," Emily sighed. There was something powerfully affecting about being tied up, gagged and led along like that.

"I like naman." A wicked grin split Lourdes' face. "Buy one for you on way out, you wear, ha?"

"Yes, Lourdes." Appealing was useless.

"Not hide from Lourdes, ya." Her smile was huge and Emily couldn't help grinning.

"Of course not. I wouldn't dream of hiding from you," Emily giggled. "I'm always good, you know that."

"Hmp!"

"Anyway… where's the dresses kept?" Emily asked. "It's not getting any earlier and I still haven't picked anything out. I could wear my plastic bodysuit… I love it so much but… I'd just like to wear something a little dressier, you know?"

"Walang problema," Lourdes smiled. "Ok, we find something."

"And… I might buy a raincoat as well," Emily mused. "Something I can wear over my dress if it's… wet."

"Of course," Lourdes giggled.

"Um… I hope you don't mind my asking but… could you untie me now?" Emily hesitantly asked. "I've got to pick out something… and I might need to try on a couple of dresses as well."

Lourdes grinned. "Walang problema. Is okey, I understand. I untie you now, you have look."

Relieved, Emily said, "Thanks. Can you help me though? I could use your advice."

Lourdes nodded. "You pick something out then I tie and gag you again, ya."

"Thanks. You're all heart."

"You're very welcome," Lourdes grinned.

"What about you?" Emily asked. "Have you got anything to wear?"

Lourdes shrugged. "Wear my rainsuit. Feels good. I like."

"I'm going to buy some more like these," Emily mused, "but maybe pants and tops only, wear to bed."

"I like rubber better, but plastic maganda naman," Lourdes smiled.

"Yeah I know… Sometimes I can't decide which I like better," Emily sighed. "Rubber is better for bondage but plastic feels sooooo good too."

Lourdes laughed. "Know how you feel. Anyway… shall we?"

"Sure…"