Our Weekend With shevette - Day One
written by Master Cloud and slave aeris

NOTE: The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between this story and other works of fact or fiction is complete bullshit because we came up with this story ourselves. This is NOT based on any real-life encounters between Master Cloud/slave aeris and shevette. They've never met in real life ever, only communicated with each other through e-mail.

Chapter One: Arrival and Acquaintance

I shifted nervously in my seat as the plane landed in Virginia. Even though this was my first time flying, it wasn't the sensation of flight that was annoying me; it was the new pair of blue jeans I was wearing. Normally I prefer to wear looser-fitting pants, but it wasn't really me that was going to visit the lovely shevette and her friend j; it was my dominant personality, Master Cloud, along with my cross-dressing submissive personality, slave aeris, who were coming to see her. Since I was supposed to be Master Cloud from the moment I got off the airplane, I thought that I should at least dress the dominant part, so I bought a new pair of blue jeans to go with one of my black t-shirts. Not exactly the most creative male dominant outfit on the planet, but I preferred to spend my money on toys, not clothes.

After the plane touched down I got my overhead bag, the only bag I was carrying that wasn't filled to the brim with bondage paraphenalia, and got off as soon as I could. I don't get out that much, and it had been years since I had the chance to practice bondage with anyone, so I was understandably anxious. I took a deep breath before entering the actual airport building, because once I stepped into the building, I was going to be living as only Master Cloud and slave aeris for the next weekend.

I took the step into the building, and from that moment on I was Master Cloud. I checked my watch. 4:37, ten minutes earlier than my scheduled arrival time. I hoped shevette and j would be there already. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the blue-lens sunglasses that shevette and I had agreed to as my "identification" so she knew which handsome stranger was going home with her. I waited for a few seconds for someone to come up to me, but nobody did. So I scanned the people around me, hoping that I would somehow be able to find shevette and j in the crowd.

It didn't take me long. Far to my left I saw two gorgeous ladies conversing with each other, one redhead and one brunette. The brunette was wearing a tube top and daisy dukes, which is what I ordered j to wear. The redhead was wearing a loose-fitting t-shirt and tight jeans, over what I suspected was the lingerie I ordered shevette to wear. (I did give her permission to come to the airport "decent", of course, so she wouldn't attract too much attention.) They were having a rather animated conversation, each with one hand waving around adding emphasis to her points while the other hand held a large cup of soda. I stared for awhile at these two perfect specimens of femininity that were to be my slaves for most of the next three days. It was impossible for me to contain my smile at this.

Finally I worked up the self-control to at least contain myself into a closed-mouth smile, and walked over to the ladies. They were so heavily into their conversation that they didn't notice me walking up behind them, but at least I could tell their conversation wasn't about anything unpleasant. After the ladies refused to notice me for a few seconds, I cleared my throat rather loudly, hoping like hell that I hadn't picked the wrong women. The redhead looked up at me for a second, then did a quick double-take.

"SIR CLOUD!!!"

And with that shevette leapt up over her seat and into my arms so fast that I had to drop my bag just to catch her in time. For her part, shevette managed to spill almost half of her soda making the jump before j could get around to take the cup out of shevette's hand. Thankfully the spilled soda only went on the floor, and not all over my back.

"Oh Sir Cloud, Sir Cloud, it's you!" shevette was holding me so tightly that I couldn't believe her petite frame could house so much strength.

"Easy there shevette, easy," I warned her. "We don't want to be making too much of a scene here."

j chimed in, "C'mon, Sir Cloud, this is an airport. People are used to emotional reunions happening; they don't have any reason to suspect anything else is going on here."

"I guess you're right, j, but calling me 'Sir' has to be pretty unusual." shevette looked up at me. "Tell you what, ladies, until we get into the car, just call me Cloud. Okay?"

"Okay, S ... I mean, Cloud!" shevette stammered. Even though j was behind my back, I could tell that she was glaring at shevette to let me go so she could get her hug. shevette released me, and I turned around and hugged j. shevette could not contain herself, though, and quickly put her arms around my waist. I know shevette had been anxious to be with a man for some time, I just didn't realize how anxious she truly was.

"Come on, ladies, we've got to get my bags," I said. j and shevette promptly released me, and I bent down and picked up my bag. When I rose back up, shevette and j both promptly tucked one arm under each of my arms. Now, I'm hardly the most attractive guy in the world. But while shevette and j are definitely more girl-next-door beautiful than supermodel beautiful, they are both drop-dead gorgeous. Being able to walk through a half-crowded airport with these two ladies flanking me would have been enough to make my weekend right then and there, but I still had a weekend of debauchery with these two ahead of me. I started smiling like an idiot again, but I couldn't help myself.

We got to the baggage claim just as my bags were coming around. When I pointed out the package-wraps I had tied around the handles of each bag to identify my luggage, shevette and j quickly ran up and tried to get all of the bags themselves. shevette, unfortunately for her, tried to lift the bag with all my heavy toys in it. It's only a smallish canvas gym bag, and it was only about three-quarters full, so shevette probably thought it would be easy to pick up. shevette grabbed the handles, tried to lift it, and promptly slipped and fell right on her tiny little rump. j tried to contain her laughter at shevette's folly, but couldn't help herself. Being the gentleman I am, I helped shevette up and picked the toy bag up myself. shevette tried to laugh it up too, but the look in her eyes told the real story, that she couldn't wait to get revenge on j for poking fun at her. I made a mental note to help shevette in that regard later on that night.

I had only packed enough bags so that I could carry them all myself in one trip, so with shevette and j helping out with the luggage, it was a fairly quick trip from the airport to j's car in the parking lot. Along the way we talked about how we'd each been planning for the "technicalities" for this weekend, like how shevette had to get food that I could eat (I have a number of weird food allergies), and how my first flying experience was. You know, the kind of stuff you can talk about in an airport without attracting too much attention. When you talk about things like dildoes and leather cuffs in public, people around you tend to stare, you know.

There was quite a fight when we got to the car, because shevette wanted me to sit in the back seat with her while j insisted I sit in the front with her, to make sure shevette didn't have all the fun. We finally agreed that I'd sit in the front seat while shevette stripped down to her lingerie in the back seat, so that shevette would have enough room to move around while undressing. j had to keep her hands to herself, though, which was probably a good thing given that she was the one driving. Both ladies wanted to start discussing all the horrible and wonderful things I would be doing to them, but I wanted to build them up to it, so I forced them to continue talking small talk, like how their day at work had been. I turned around briefly to see shevette in her white bra, panties, garter belt and stockings, and it was almost enough to make me hop in the back seat and ravage her on the spot, but I was holding out too, so that I'd be as anxious for release as they were. Build up to the moment.

Fortunately it wasn't quite as long a drive from the airport to shevette's home in the country as I thought, so we didn't run out of conversation on the trip there. shevette and j helped me get my bags into the house, where I promptly put them next to the couch in the living room. There was a TV with an old VCR in front of the couch, a couple of overstuffed chairs to either side, and a low table in the middle. It looked like the perfect place to start our fun and games.

When I turned around, though, shevette and j were already kneeling beside me, heads bent down, holding their handcuffs in their outstretched hands. I took the handcuffs, and quickly both women shuffled around so their backs were turned to me, and clasped their hands behind their backs.

"Presumptuous little nymphs, aren't you?" I asked coyly. Both women allowed their heads to raise slightly. "It's not time for that yet. Come on, get up." Both women slowly rose to their feet and turned to "face" me - although both women still had their heads bowed.

"No, no, ladies. I don't really go in for all the Gorean stuff. Come on, raise your heads and look me in the eye." j quickly raised her head and looked at me with a tinge of wonderment in her eyes. shevette raised her head slower than j did, but she too eventually looked at me as if to say, "What's going on here?"

"That's better," I continued. "And ... I realize neither of you can refer to me as 'Master Cloud' because you both have Masters already, but I don't like being referred to as 'Sir.' It sounds too military-like, and I don't like the military. Let's just stick with 'Cloud' for now, okay ladies?"

"Yes, Cloud," j responded.

"Yes, Cloud," shevette followed. shevette's voice was betraying a bit of disappointment, like this wasn't going as she had wished for.

"Good. Don't worry, ladies, playtime will begin very soon. Now, j, I want you to go to the refrigerator and get three bottles of water. shevette, go and get the gag you just bought."

Both women responded "Yes, Cloud" in stereo as they went to fulfill their tasks. I sat down on the couch and set the handcuffs on the table, right next to the ring of keys that was already there.

Months ago I had shevette buy a penis gag from the same retailer that I've used for the past year. It doesn't have the most realistic mouthpiece on the market, but it's more than adequate. And unlike every other retail penis gag I've seen, this one comes with a locking buckle. Not only that, but the retailer can also stamp lettering into any leather surface and dye the leather permanently. I had shevette get her gag with the words "SUCK SLUT" printed on the front in red, just as I had my gag made. I had just finished pulling my penis gag out when shevette presented me with hers. I took it from her hands and noted she had painted the little yellow dot on the inside of her gag just as I asked her, so we could tell the two apart. j showed up soon after that with the three bottles of Evian. I took two from her and gave one to shevette.

"Thank you Cloud," shevette responded.

" ... thank you Cloud!" j blurted out, not realizing the bottle of water she still had in her hands was a gift from me. I pointed to shevette to sit in the chair to the left of me, and j to sit in the chair to the right of me. Both women promptly took their seats.

I opened my bottle of Evian and took a huge gulp, rearing my head back to get as much water into my mouth as possible. What they say about airline peanuts being too salty really is true; I was pretty dehydrated by that point. When I brought my head back down, though, I was greeted with four eyes with vacant expressions staring right back at me. It took me a moment to realize what was going on, but once I knew, I quickly nodded to let both of them know it was okay for them to open their bottles and start drinking. They both did.

"You know," I said, "you two are almost obedient to a fault."

"Sorry Cloud," shevette responded. By now the poor woman was so disappointed that her brow was starting to furl.

"It's okay," I replied, before j could say anything. "Just play it loose for now, and when I give you a direct order, follow it. I'll get more strict when the time is right, don't you worry about that. For now, just relax, we're all just getting warmed up, right?"

"Yes, Cloud," shevette moaned, unable to contain how upset she was that things were moving so slowly.

At this point I realized that the pace had to quicken or shevette might never recover from her initial disappointment. "Come on," I said, motioning both women to me with my hands. "Put your bottles down and sit next to me." On cue both women set their Evians down and sat next to me on the couch, shevette on my left and j on my right. I put my arms around both their shoulders and pulled them close to me, their heads right underneath mine. Both women responded by each putting one hand on my chest.

"Is this more like it?" I asked.

"Oh yes, Cloud," shevette replied.

"Yes, Cloud," j followed.

shevette and j both continued to run their hands across my chest as I held them tight. One thing led to another, and it wasn't long before those hands had found their way down to my crotch, massaging my manhood as best they could through the denim of my new jeans. It was time to begin.

Chapter Two: Fun With Gags

"Now now, ladies!" I said. "I didn't tell you that you could use your hands like that! I think it's time I did something about those little hands of yours. Present me with your handcuffs."

There was a twinkle in their eyes as they realized they had hit my "magic button." Both women picked their handcuffs up off the table and handed them to me, then turned around so I could cuff them behind their backs. I cuffed shevette first and then j, making sure to activate the double-locking mechanism on each cuff. What shevette says about her wrists being tiny is true - I tightened her cuffs all the way, and she still had almost enough room to slip out of them.

With both women's hands now rendered useless, I pulled each of them back into my grasp, their foreheads rubbing against each side of my neck. Both women cozied up to me as best they could, glad to have finally had some of their freedom of movement taken away. I stayed with them for a couple of minutes, but then I finally had no choice but to get up. The jeans weren't allowing me to acheive a full erection, and it was getting painful. I went over to my bags and pulled out a pair of cotton shorts, loose enough for my manhood to stand fully erect without much resistance.

"You in the mood for a video?" I asked the ladies.

"Yes, Cloud," j responded.

"What's it about, Cloud," shevette asked me.

"It's one of the videos I had imported from Japan last year. It's really erotic, you should love it." So after I tucked my jeans into my clothes bag, I opened the bag with all my videos and magazines inside it, pulled out the video, popped it into the VCR, sat back down on the couch between shevette and j, and pressed play on the remote control on the table.

The video was called "Fetish Gags Volume Two." Obviously, the emphasis on the video is on gags, but unlike American pornography, in Japan you can have bondage and penetration at the same time. Unfortunately Japan also has some censorship laws, so all on-screen genetalia have a censoring mosaic over them. But the mosaic is fairly non-obtrusive, and it's not like these videos leave much to the imagination to start with.

Both women started shifting around when the second scene came up. In it, a woman wearing only nylons, a hair bow and a wiffle-ball gag (no other bondage) puts a vibrator inside herself and turns it on full blast, then gets down on all fours. Not only does this allow for a great shot of the vibrator working inside her, but also her position causes her to drool from the holes in her ball gag. This was obviously getting both women very hot. So right after that scene, I got j's water bottle off the table, and held it up to her mouth so she could drink from it. But just as she was done drinking, I intentionally tipped the water bottle back so water came out of the sides of her mouth and ran down to her tube top. j giggled and then squirmed at the sensation of the water running down her chest. I picked up shevette's water bottle and then did the same with shevette. shevette started giggling as she still had water in her mouth, though, so she had water running all down her chin, as opposed to the trickles of water coming down the corners of j's mouth.

A couple of scenes later came the real hot sequence, though. A woman gives a man a blowjob before having a ballgag inserted in her mouth. The censoring mosaic covered up the man's penis and the woman's mouth, of course, but there was no censoring on the vocal track, and this had to have been one of the sloppiest blowjobs ever recorded on film. Again both women began moving around next to me, grinding into the couch as best they could for some stimulation. I wasn't ready to give them total release yet, but I wanted to give them something to do. I bent down and picked up shevette's penis gag, and by the time I looked up shevette already had her mouth wide open. I held the gag right in front of her mouth, and right away she stuck her tongue out and started flicking it on the underside of the penis. shevette was putting on quite a display for me, but she was getting me way too hot, so I quickly buckled the gag behind her, and locked it with a padlock. j was next, and she too showed me what she could do with her tongue before I locked my penis gag into her mouth. I now had a couple of nymphomaniacs sitting next to me, hands cuffed behind their backs, implacable latex cocks in their mouths. I was ready to throw them both on the floor and fuck their brains out at this point, but I wanted to see how close all of us could come to the edge before bursting.

So after another couple of scenes another good one comes up: a bound and gagged pregnant woman has her breasts fondled my a man, with plenty of close-ups. As soon as the fondling begins, I turn to j. As expected, the penis gag has already caused her to start drooling all down her chin and chest. She is so focused on all the sensations she's experiencing that she can barely keep her eyes open. So, why not give her something else to feel?

I put my mouth up next to her ear and whisper, "C'mon baby, let me listen to how you suck cock. I wanna hear all the noises, come on, give that cock the licking of its life." With that the "SUCK SLUT" mouthpiece covering j's mouth starts moving all around the place, and j starts slurping loudly. As she does so, she has a harder time containing all the drool in her mouth, and new streams start pouring down her chin. "Come on, j," I egg her on, "let me hear what a good little cocksucking slut you are. Suck that cock, baby, suck it good." The mouthpiece moves even more, and j's suck sounds get louder. When j is making enough of a spectacle of herself, I move in. I lift her tube top at the corners, careful not to touch the middle of the thing which is now soaked in j's drool, to expose her pert little breasts. I start moving my hand across her breasts, occasionally tweaking her nipples, and her cocksucking keeps getting louder and louder and more and more animated. Finally I move in with my mouth and start to suck on one of her nipples, and she starts moaning so loud she drowns out the soundtrack. Just when I think she's about to orgasm, though, I pull back, leaving her with just the cock in her mouth to toy with.

By now a new scene has come up on the video, and with j now deep in the throes of pleasure, I turn to shevette, who has also started drooling thanks to her penis gag. But unlike j, who has a cotton tube-top on that absorbs her drool, shevette's bra is not that absorbent, and her streams of drool run all the way down to her panties. I get up next to shevette's ear and whisper, "Think you can top your little friend here? Let me hear you suck that cock, you slut. Suck. Suck." And on cue shevette's cocksucking becomes louder and more animated, and it isn't long before new rivulets of drool roll down her body. "Are you gonna let j be the better cocksucker? Roll that cock in your mouth, shevette, lick it good. Yeah." shevette's slurping sounds are already drowning out the gagged woman on the television screen, so I give shevette her reward. I start fingering her clitoris through her drool-soaked panties, and shevette starts moaning in between her suck sounds. I keep playing with her clit until she gets to the verge of orgasm, but I leave her on the brink as well, pulling away as she gets ready to explode. I make a mental note of the fact that shevette did appear to be the better cocksucker of the two.

The last scene of the video comes up, in which a bit-gagged woman gets fucked by a guy. As expected, both women again get hotter as this scene progresses. Finally j gets so flustered that she literally starts hopping up and down on the couch, trying to get some kind of relief from all the sexual tension she's built up. I have to put my hand down on her shoulder just to get her to stop. Both women continue to writhe on the couch as the video comes to a close. I press the rewind button on the VCR and stand up to look at both women, covered in sweat and their own drool, the leather mouthcovers on their gags declaring each one a Suck Slut moving around to indicate that that's exactly what they're doing with the cocks in their mouths.

"Come on, get up," I order both women. "Time for some stricter bondage." Both women rise to their feet, their legs pressed together to try to keep the heat going. I grab my "rope bag" and order both women to the post in the middle of the living room. I unlock one of j's handcuffs so she can take her tube top off, then I place her back to the post and re-cuff her hands behind her, behind the post so she can't move away from it. I then tie ropes above and below her breasts, forcing them to stand out. A waist rope is next, and I conveniently forget to give her a crotch rope that she could have possibly achieved some stimulation from. I tie her knees tightly together, but I tie each ankle to separate ends of a rope, giving her about six inches of "kick room" that she really can't do much with given how tightly her knees are hobbled.

"I think a ball-tie for you, shevette. Right at j's feet." I turn to shevette, and she kneels down in preparation for her tie. But she looks up at me with puppy-dog eyes, and all of a sudden I can't contain myself any longer. "Oh shit," I say to her, "get up. You've been a good girl, I know what you want and I'm going to give it to you. Care to lead me to your bedrooom?" A warmth comes over shevette's eyes as she quickly gets up and minces across the room. j tries to moan something but the cock in her mouth reduces all her sounds to murmurs. I follow shevette into her bedroom, my rope bag in hand.

"Turn around," I order shevette. I unlock one of her cuffs, take her bra off, then cuff her hands in front of her. Gently I put my hands on her shoulders and guide her onto the bed, on her back. I take one of the ropes from my bed and tie her handcuffs to the top of the bed, then remove her stockings, garter belt and panties ever so slowly, leaving her nude. I take two more lengths and tie each leg to a bedpost, spreading them quite nicely and leaving her sex open. There was some brief foreplay where I was playing with her drool-soaked nipples, but it isn't long before I slip on one of the condoms on her dresser drawer (to make sure she doesn't get pregnant), and fuck her. It doesn't take long before we both cum, given how much energy we'd built up over the past hour or so, but when we cum, we cum violently. Even given the isolation of shevette's house, I was worried about other people hearing shevette's scream when she finally orgasmed. I'd never heard an ungagged woman scream that loud, and those penis gags do a good job of muffling sound.

I unlock and remove shevette's penis gag before I go to clean myself off, put the condom in the trash and get my clothes back on. While I'm doing all this, shevette just keeps faintly saying "Thank you, thank you," finally glad to have gotten her release. When I'm all cleaned up, I remove all of shevette's restraints, even her handcuffs, so she can stretch out and get her body moving again. Even though she hadn't been seriously restrained for that long, the intensity of our fucking was so much that she was still sore and needed the stretches. When I've finished packing all my ropes away again, I get on the bed with her and hold her for a few minutes, feeling her afterglow. Finally, though, j's muffled screams snap us out of it, and after shevette gets back into her lingerie I handcuff her behind her back and we leave the bedroom.

We come back to the living room to find j well and truly flustered. Since her tube top has been discarded, she too has now drooled all the way down to her daisy dukes. "Oh, silly me," I say, mockingly. "I forgot all about you, j, didn't I?" j murmurs as best an "uh-huh" as she can through the cock in her mouth. "Well, maybe if you hadn't been so cruel when shevette fell back at the airport, I would have been kind enough to give you the first orgasm!" j is so flustered at this point that her face is turning ballgag-red.

I take one of my fingers, scoop up some of the drool that's run down j's body, and wipe it across her forehead. shevette, as expected, gets a good chuckle out of this, while j's nostrils start to flare at her humiliation. "Now that's funny, wouldn't you say so, shevette?" I ask her.

"Hee hee ... yes Cloud! Hee hee hee ..."

I manage a few laughs as well as I wipe more drool across her face, as does shevette. Finally, though, the time comes to let j get off as well. "Oh, okay, j, I guess you can cum too." With that I remove the rope keeping her knees clasped together, thus letting her spread her legs as much as the short hobble on her ankles will allow her. I then unbutton her daisy dukes and pull them down to her knees, exposing her pussy. I move shevette over in front of j, order her to her knees, and it isn't long before shevette is eating j out. I move around behind j and start fondling her breasts and licking and sucking on her neck. j herself wastes little time before orgasmic spasms take control of her body, and she too cums louder than I ever could have expected.

After a few seconds I release all of j's restraints and let her lie down on the floor to recouperate. While she's doing so, I french-kiss shevette; I'd never given a woman head before, and part of our plan for this weekend was for shevette and j to teach slave aeris how to perform cunnilingus. j's cum tasted sweeter than I expected a woman's juices to taste. I then lay down and embrace j for a couple of minutes before ordering her to get dressed again (this time with a t-shirt instead of her drool-soaked tube top), and I cuff her hands in front of her.

I then have them lead me to the kitchen, where sure enough their journals are waiting for them. See, we all made a deal where shevette and j would each keep journals of their experiences this weekend, and in turn I had to cook the meals while they were recording their thoughts down on paper. shevette would eventually post both journals on her site, along with plenty of accompanying pictures. So while they were writing in their journals, I cooked up a nice teriyaki chicken with angel hair pasta and brocolli florets. After we were done eating, though, it was back to the fun and games ... and it wasn't even 8 o'clock yet.

Chapter Three: Nipples On Fire

While shevette and j were cleaning the dishes, I went out and got something special from my bags. Bringing it into the kitchen with me, I stopped to look at the ladies busy at the sink. If the weekend had ended right there, it would have been the best weekend of my life. I had been the master of two lovely slavegirls, whom I had bound and gagged and brought to orgasm along with myself. Most men are lucky if they ever get to experience that pleasure with one woman, let alone two, especially two as attractive as shevette and j. And our weekend had just started, and as I looked at their tight asses, their backs turned to me scrubbing dishes, I found it hard to come to terms with how lucky I was.

I was startled out of my fantasia when j put the last dish on the drying rack and both women turned to face me again. It took me a second, but I finally remembered the bag I had in my hand and what it was for. "Now, ladies, I want to give you a special present for your excellent performance in that last scene."

"What is it, Cloud?" shevette asked. I lifted the bag to show her, and a huge smile suddenly appeared on her face as she came to examine its contents.

j, though, was a bit perplexed. She came over and asked, "What are these, Cloud?"

"Temporary tattoos!" shevette exclaimed. "These things are so cool!"

"Temporary tattoos?" j still wasn't getting it.

shevette was all too happy to explain. "Yeah, these things are just like tattoos, only they just stick on your body with warm water. I'd seen these in the stores, but I'd never bothered picking them up ... ooh, and Cloud's got some steamy ones, too!"

"Oh ... and they don't stay on permanently, right?"

"Yeah, they usually fade away in a week, or you can scrub them off with baby oil. Do we get to choose which ones, Cloud?"

"No, shevette," I explained. "Over the weekend both of you will keep getting more and more of these, kind of like Boy Scout badges. I've got a very special design here for each of you, for that last scene. Take your tops off, go over to the sink and stand there with your eyes closed, and I'll put them on you." shevette's bra and j's t-shirt were soon on the kitchen table, and both women flanked the sink as I came over.

I wet the dishtowel with warm water and used it to apply the tattoos on the left breast of each woman, at about braline-level. Both shevette and j giggled as the warm towel was placed on their breasts. When both tattoos had transferred I peeled the paper backing off, and proclaimed, "Okay, ladies, you can open your eyes now!"

shevette and j turned to face each other, and upon looking at the tattoos on their breasts they both blushed. Both of them had a drawing of a pair of lips sucking a penis with the words "Born to Suck Cock" encircling the drawing, printed on their chests. shevette giggled and looked down at the mark on her own breast, as did j.

"Oh my god," shevette blurted out. "This is outrageous! I can't believe this!"

"Don't worry, shevette," I comforted her. "You only have to wear them while we're in the house. You can wash them all off before you drop me off at the airport Monday morning ... that is, if you want to."

"I'll ... I'll have to think about that one, Cloud!" shevette was trying hard not to burst out in laughter. "Insane!"

j hid her face in her hands, also ready to burst at the seams at her predicament. "This is crazy!"

"Yes, ladies, but now it's time for the next round of fun," I said, as I unlocked each ladies' handcuffs. "shevette, where are the magazines you marked up?"

"They're in my room, in the lowest desk drawer of my dresser." In preparation for our weekend, I asked shevette and j to go through their bondage magazines, and pick a couple of ties they'd like me to put them in. I figure they'd already done the one-person ties themselves, but with me there, I could put them in the two-person ties that they couldn't put themselves in.

"Okay, you show me where, and while we're in your room, get your ballgag; j, go get your ballgag, too, and change into a pair of panties, a garter belt and stockings."

"Yes, Cloud," j responded. shevette took me into her bedroom and opened the drawer so I could take out the magazines. She seemed to own about twice as many magazines as I did, and all the sticky-notes sticking up from tops of the pages told me that she and j had a hard time deciding on just a few positions. Oh well, I was sure this next tie was going to give me plenty of time to look through them all.

j was already back in the living room in a pair of black panties, a black garter belt and black fishnet stockings when we returned from shevette's bedroom. Both women held their ballgags in their hands. "Okay, shevette, you stand next to j over there."

"Yes, Cloud." shevette took her place as I picked my rope bag up and got a couple of long ropes out. I had downloaded an image of the position I was about to tie the ladies into off the Internet the previous night. On the plane I had figured out a little competition I could run with this position, but that was for after the tie was complete.

I started by tying crotchropes on both ladies, making sure they were nice and snug and caused the cotton of their panties to dig into their crotches. I then had both of them sit on the floor Indian-style, tied each ladies' ankles together that way, then used another rope to tie the rope binding their ankles to their crotchropes, forcing their heels close to their crotches. Once those ropes were snug, I then went to their upper bodies, tying ropes above and below each of their breasts, with the knots in front of their bodies between their breasts, and used the ends of those ropes to tie each rope to each other, squeezing the ropes and consequently squeezing their breasts even more.

I took another couple of ropes to tie each ladies' hands in front, palms together. After scooting shevette over so she was facing j, their knees touching each other, I took shevette's bound hands and placed them behind j's head, so her forearms were on either side of j's neck. Taking another rope, I anchored her wrists in that position by centering the rope between her wrists, then taking the ends of the rope, wrapping them around to j's front and tying them off on the ropes between j's breasts. Whenever shevette pulled on her wrists, this would then pull the ropes around j's breasts, squeezing them even tighter. I then tied j's wrists simiarly behind shevette's head, so j could squeeze shevette's breasts by pulling up on her wrists.

"So what do you think of the tie, ladies?" shevette had her eyes closed for most of the time I was binding her, with a small smile on her face.

"Very nice, Cloud," she replied. "Very interesting position."

"You tie a good rope, too, Cloud," j interjected. "Snug, but not painful at all."

"Thank you very much," I responded. "Do the crotchropes and breast bondage turn you on?"

"Very much so, Cloud," shevette said.

"Yes, Cloud," j followed.

"Well," I said, "why don't you show me how turned on you both are? Your lips are inches away from each other, so why not have a nice long kiss before I gag the two of you?"

shevette and j promptly leaned towards each other, started placing tiny little kisses on each other's cheeks and lips, followed very quickly by a deep, long French kiss. Like most men, I find the sight of two women making out very, very erotic. It was obvious from watching them kiss each other how many times they'd kissed before, as they got themselves hot.

They were getting me hot as well, though, and I wanted to get going on the real point of the tie. "That's enough, ladies," I warned them, and they pulled away from each other, their breathing slow and deep. j was the first to have her ballgag strapped into her mouth, and shevette was gagged shortly after that. Now it was time to begin the fun stuff.

As I went back to one of my bags, I asked them, "By the way, ladies, how long do you think you can hold that position?"

"Mmmmmmmmmph, mmr rmmm errrr ..." Obviously being ballgagged, neither shevette nor j could respond to my rhetorical, wise-ass question.

"Sorry, I can't exactly understand either of you. Tell you what: let's play a little game. You two like games, don't you?"

Both shevette and j nodded their heads and made as best an affirmative grunt as they could through their gags as I came back with a bandana in each hand, and something else stashed in the pocket of my shorts. I came up behind j and said, "shevette, I am about to place a bandana in your hand. Please hold on to it." shevette opened her right hand, I placed the bandana in it, and her fingers clasped onto the cotton. I went around behind shevette and told j, "j, please open you hand for your bandana." j opened her right hand up as well, and soon got a hand full of red cotton.

I then went around to the side, sitting next to both of them. I reached into my pocket, and both women's eyes widened when they saw what I had in my hand when I pulled it out: clothespins. j closed her eyes shut tightly as I put a clothespin on her right nipple. I then put clothespins on each of shevette's nipples, then completed the package with a clothespin on j's left nipple. These were my heavy-duty clothespins, and already both shevette and j were moaning into their gags in pain.

"Okay, ladies, here's the game. Right now your nipples are hurting, and they're only going to hurt more the longer those clothespins stay on. But if you want them off, you'll have to pay the price. See, both of you have bandanas in your hands. Whenever you can't take the pain anymore, just throw your bandana onto the floor, and I'll take off the clothespins and untie you. But whoever does so first will have to be subservient to both me AND whoever's better at taking the pain in the next scene. And believe me, the next scene will be VERY humiliating, though not painful. As you've probably figured out by now, you can also increase the amount of pain the other person is feeling by pulling their breast ropes with your hands. And you're also sitting almost nose-to-nose, so you can give each other the evil eye as well, if you think that would help.

"Now, I have to go to the bathroom and do a number two. I'm going to take your magazines and look at them while I'm in there, so don't worry about me." I added some sarcasm to that last statement just to get a response out of them, and sure enough both ladies closed their eyes when I finished my sentence out of frustration. "However, you'd better hope that I don't come out here and find both bandanas on the floor, because if I do, BOTH of you will have to undergo the submissive role in the next scene, and I'll change the scene around to make it even more painful than the clothespins on your nipples right now. Have fun, fight fair!"

With that said, and with both shevette and j obviously straining to deal with the pain in their breasts, I took off, bondage mags in hand, to the bathroom. Quickly leafing through the position selections the ladies had marked up while I was on the toilet, I noted that most of them were fairly non-strenuous, although there were a couple of good, tough ones in there. I really didn't know which ones I wanted to pick yet, but I had some ideas, and depending on how the next few scenes went, I'd determine my picks from there. I admit that I spent a little longer in the bathroom than I had to, but hey, I wanted to pick up the challenge level a little more in this contest of wills.

I finally came out of the bathroom, and lo and behold both women were still clutching at their bandannas. However, the gagged moans of both ladies had definitely increased in volume, and the strained expressions on their faces betrayed their inability to cope with the breast torture. I sat down a few feet away from them, to the side so that each of them could see me if they turned their head, and started leafing through the magazines again. Every few seconds or so I'd look up and watch both bound women trying to deal with their predicament.

All of a sudden j's moans started getting louder and more rapid. It appeared as though she was losing her will, and was about to drop her bandanna. As she did so, though, she started tugging on her bound wrists, which in turn started shevette's breasts bouncing due to the way they were tied. shevette glared menacingly at j, who couldn't see the glare due to the fact that her eyes were closed, trying to focus on anything but the stabbing pain in her breasts. shevette then started tugging on her wrists to get j's tits shaking, but shevette's moans started getting louder and more frequent as well. I pushed the magazines aside to watch the endgame, as both women were on the brink of giving in. Finally shevette turned her right wrist downward, and as best she could given her limited mobility, she threw her bandanna onto the floor.

Immediately I moved in and released the clothespins on shevette's nipples, and she responded with a loud, gag-muffled scream triggered by the pain of all the blood rushing back into that area of her body. As j's neck slumped down in relief of her victory, I untied j's hands from shevette's breast bondage, to make sure j couldn't cause shevette any more pain. j's breasts were next, and she too screamed as the sharp pain of blood re-entering her nipples crashed over her body. After untying the rope connecting shevette's hands to j's breast ropes, I then proceeded to untie j completely, as shevette sat with her head bowed in shame, her mind doubtlessly racing with all sorts of ideas of what she had just gotten herself into.

Once j was completely free, I told her, "Go into your bedroom and slip into something decent. A nice blouse, blue jeans, stuff like that. Keep all the lingerie on, though; while you're at it, add a matching bra. Go to the bathroom if you need to, I'll try to have things set up here by the time you come back." j immediately shuffled off towards her bedroom, rubbing her sore nipples. After j had taken off, I started freeing shevette, telling her, "Just wait until you see what I've got cooked up for you."

Chapter Four
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