Pierced for Pleasure 2 | free bondage story

She stood up and put her face up to the window. There were two women lying on sun loungers by the pool. One of them, a slim, tanned blonde in a blue bikini saw her and came over. "Good evening," she smiled kneeling down in front of the barred window. Good evening? She'd obviously been trapped under the redhead for longer than he'd imagined.

"What have you done to get yourself locked in there?" she continued, "I was locked in there the other day and there really is no way out."

"There is if you want to help me," Marika replied. "I think the key's still in the lock."

She giggled, "Why should I let you out? Why shouldn't I just let you rot in the dungeon like I did?"

While she was considering the question, she jumped up and ran off. A minute later she returned with a key in her hand. "It's not in the lock anymore," she smiled tucking the key into the back of her bikini bottoms and sitting back down on her haunches. "Now how are you going to get out?" she giggled, her knees only inches from the bars. As she sat back down on the bed, the blonde noticed her other restraints and she smiled. "Oh dear, she's even chained you up as well." She rattled her chained hands as if to demonstrate the point.

An hour later, she heard a key being turned in the door to her cell and the blonde in the blue bikini entered. However she was now wearing short denim shorts and a T-shirt. She came over and sat stride her on the bed. "You're free to go," she purred as she ran her fingers over her semi-naked body. She looked down at her thighs that were pinning her very effectively in place. "Oh," she smiled as she released her grip and let her climb to her feet.

She shuffled towards the door. "Oh one thing," she smiled, can you lock me in the dungeon as you leave?" Marika smiled at her as she pushed the door closed behind her. Marika was just able to reach the lock and turned the key twice and then took the key out of the keyhole. She knew that there would be no spare key and smiled to herself as she imagined the look on her face when she found out that the key had gone.

She was sitting on the ground dejected when Sarah walked over, still wearing her bikini. "I hoped you would stay for dinner," she said.

She looked at the gate and her chains and replied, "Do I have any choice?"

She slowly led her back inside. "If you unlock these feet cuff I could walk much faster," she asked hopefully.

"Yes" she smiled, "I know." She led her inside and into her en suite bathroom. She turned on the shower and started to wash her all over. "Being chained up has its advantages," she purred, "it means someone else can wash your body." After she had washed her, she washed herself in front of her.

She finished showering and toweled them both dry. She led Marika who was still only wearing her knickers and top over to a chair. Sarah pulled on a pair of black silk knickers and bra and came over and sat astride Marika on the chair, wrapping her legs around her. "Annoying having your hands chained to your waist isn't it?" she purred as she ran her fingers through Marika's long hair.

She climbed off and sat down on the bed. She stretched out her long tanned legs and slowly eased on a pair of fishnet stockings. She then took a small bunch of keys and threaded the key ring through the fishnets high up on the inside of her left thigh. "That's what I love about fishnets," she smiled. "They're perfect for attaching things to." Sarah finished dressing by pulling on a short skirt and top.

"How can we have dinner while you have me chained up like this?" Marika asked, realising that she was now somewhat underdressed.

Sarah considered the situation before speaking. "I'll release you only if you promise to let me re-lock you after we have eaten."

Sarah pulled up her skirt and unhooked the keys. "You've been in these for almost 12 hours," she smiled leaning down to unlock her ankles and then her wrists. "I'll leave all the restraints unlocked and put the keys back in place for later," she purred.

Marika started to dress for dinner. "I still have the key to the dungeon," she said.

"That's OK, she'll just have to stay in there then," Sarah smiled as she took the key and tucked it into Marika's knickers.

The two friends walked back into the courtyard to where a table was set up right above the barred window. The blonde was still inside with her face pushed up to the bars. "Please," she said to Marika as she sat down.

Sarah brought out a shiny metal device that had four pieces of metal all hinged together at the base, which could be locked together at the top by a padlock. "Why don't you use these on your prisoner, they're just her size," Sarah purred handing over the device. Marika crouched down under the table and took the blonde's hands that were already sticking through the bars and crossed them over one another. She positioned the device around both of her wrists. As Sarah had said, they fitted perfectly. She bought the four ends together and slipped the padlock through them. She watched the blonde's eyes as she clicked the padlock closed.

Sarah and Marika finished their meal, while all the time the blonde was watching them from beneath the table. "Can you let me into the dungeon?" Sarah asked. The two walked inside and Marika retrieved the key and unlocked the door. Sarah walked up behind the blonde, who was now chained to the bars in the standing position, and started to run her hands over her body. She crouched down and started kissing her legs, working her way further and further up the blonde's thighs. She then undid the blonde's denim shorts and pulled them down. She continued her kissing up to her crotch. Sarah then took hold of her around the waist and started to bury her face into the blonde's white knickers. "Oh what a beautiful arse," she breathed as she stood up and kissed the blond on the lips.

The blond seeing her chance to get even, turned and pushed Sarah to the floor. She sat down on her back and pulled her hands behind her and held them there with her thighs. Sarah could do no more than wriggle helplessly as the blonde took the device and padlocked it around Sarah's wrists. She then stood up and walked back over to the window. "She's all yours now," the blonde smiled.

Marika unlocked the door and walked into the dungeon. She inspected the restraints Sarah was now wearing. "A perfect fit," she said as she led her outside. "You in or out" she asked the blonde.

"In," she smiled holding up a bunch of chains. The blonde then lay down as Marika chained her spread-eagle to the small metal bed. Once the last padlock had been locked, she wriggled around tying to get free. "Perfect," she smiled, "these should hold me until morning."

Marika sat down on the bed right next to her head and purred, "These will hold you forever and I have the only keys."

Marika left the dungeon and locked the door. Sarah was already getting frustrated with her wrists locked together. She knew very well that she couldn't escape from the restraint without the key. Marika led her back up to the bedroom and the two of them lay down on the bed. "Please unlock me," Sarah begged kicking her legs on the bed. After a few more minutes of teasing, Marika finally released her.

Sarah smiled as she picked up the high security chains and padlocks, "And now back to your promise." As instructed, Marika lay down on the floor. Sarah wrapped a high security chain tightly around Marika's ankles and slipped a padlock through two of the links. She placed one painted fingernail at either end of the padlock and squeezed. "You'll not be doing much walking now," Sarah smiled. Sarah then took another chain and padlocked it around her neck. She pulled Marika's knees up to her chest and locked the other end of the chain around both of her knees so that they were pinned to her chest. She then reached under her and locked a chain around Marika's waist and led the spare end up her backside and padlocked it to the chain around her ankles. She then pulled her wrists around the outside of her legs and handcuffed them together by her arse. She then finished by padlocking the handcuffs to the chain around her ankles.

"Now get out of that," Sarah purred standing up to admire her work. Marika struggled for a moment but soon realized that it was pointless. Sarah stood above her one foot either side of her head. "You can probably see the keys from down there," she smiled. Marika looked longingly at the small ring of keys attached deep in Sarah crotch, knowing that there was no way she was going to get her hands on them.

Sarah sat on the bed, crossed her legs and watched Marika continued to struggle in her chains. Five minutes later Marika was hot and breathing more deeply but still in exactly the same bound position as Sarah had left her. "I don't think I can get out," Marika said looking up at her captive.

"Neither do I," Sarah replied.

"Please let me out," Marika begged.

Sarah smiled, "So just how stuck are you?"

Marika knew Sarah was enjoying this. "Totally stuck and totally at your mercy," she replied.

Sarah didn't reply.

Marika continued, "Completely chained up with no chance of getting out without your keys, the ones between your legs."

Finally Sarah took pity on her captive, retrieved the keys and unchained her. The two women lay on the bed and made out. A couple of hours later, Sarah directed Marika's head down chain her legs. Marika had noticed that Sarah had a ring pierced through her crotch that seemed to only add to her pleasure. However this time once her head was in place, Sarah slipped a small padlock through her crotch ring and Marika's nose ring and within seconds they were locked together.

By the time Marika had realized what was happening, it was too late. She couldn't move away at all, her face just stayed buried into her naked crotch. Sarah wrapped her thighs around her head and squeezed. "That's where you'll be spending the night," Sarah purred with pleasure. She moved slightly, "Oh no, just there!"

The night passed slowly for Marika, with her face being used to provide more pleasure for what seemed like hours on end.

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Sarah finally opened her legs slightly, "You've been in there for six hours," Sarah boasted, "but now I must pee so I guess I'll have to let you out." She unlocked the padlock that connected them and ran off to the bathroom.

Marika struggled to her feet and went over to shower. She slipped on short denim shorts and a top and came back to find Sarah dressed in a skirt suit putting up her long dark hair. Marika walked down to the courtyard and peering through the barred window saw the blonde still chained to the bed. She went inside, unlocked the dungeon and walked in. "How was your night?" Marika asked.

"Nice," the blonde replied.

Marika was starting to enjoy the situation. "Well in that case, you can stay there while I find you some breakfast."

Marika walked out into the kitchen where Sarah was already preparing some food. "I have an appointment in town this morning, but I'll be back in a couple of hours," Sarah said, "but… I think you should stay around."

At one end of the kitchen was a metal coffin shaped cage raised slightly off the ground. The hinged top was red and padded at one end, with a hole cut out of the padding. "Why don't you try this?" Sarah smiled opening the lid for her friend. Marika slowly climbed in and lay down. Her neck was held in place by a piece of shaped metal inside the cage and her head was directly below the padded end. Sarah closed the lid and locked it with a padlock.

Marika realized that her face was now protruding slightly through the hole in the red padding and that because the hole was exactly the same size as her face, her face was now held rigidly in place. It was only then that she realized what the device was for. "This is for sitting on people's faces isn't it?" she asked.

Sarah smiled. "Not people's, yours."

She then pulled the table over to the cage, hitched up her skirt and sat down slowly on Marika's face. She adjusted herself until Marika's nose was right between her cheeks and then increased her weight until her arse had completely sealed the hole in the red seat.

The design of the seat meant that only part of Sarah's weight was sitting on Marika's face, the rest being taken by the seat. Underneath, Marika couldn't see anything and could only breath when Sarah lifted herself slightly off the seat. Sarah sat there and ate her breakfast and read the paper, almost oblivious to the woman underneath her.

When she had finished, she stood up and cleared the dishes as usual. "That was so nice, I think I'll leave you here for my friends," she purred as she bent down and kissed Marika's face before leaving.

A few minutes later, Maria walked in, her long dark hair still wet from the pool. She was wearing a pale knee-length cotton skirt and top. "Good morning," she smiled seeing Marika locked in the box. She poured some coffee and came over and sat on a chair right next to the Marika's head. Maria moved her chair over a little until it butted up against the cage and at just the same height. She stood up and pulled her skirt up and spread it out so that it covered Marika's face. From underneath, Marika could see Maria's panty-clad arse about an inch away from her face.

Maria continued to drink her coffee as she moved over slightly so that the bottom of her right thigh was resting on top of Maria's right cheek. Laura came in and sat down at the table. Laura smiled, "Are you on top of her?"

Maria shook her head. "Not yet." Maria edged a little further across so that the outside of her arse was touching Marika's nose. Then after a short pause, she lifted herself slightly, moved further across and sat down squarely on Marika's face. She increased her weight sealing the hole in the padded lid with her arse.

"Now I am," she purred to Laura, "I've got her face just where I want it."