Charlotte's New Term Ch. 02

For the few days following my exhibitionism session in front of Jean, she tried to get me to make bets with her that would also cause me to end up naked in front of people, most often including herself, if I lost. I would probably have taken many of these bets if I had not known that she had weighed the odds in her own favour.

She eventually gave up trying, probably thinking, correctly, that I was not going to risk naked exposure for a bet so soon after the last time.

She seemed to have changed tactics though. By this I mean she was trying to get as much information about me as possible from George.

Unfortunately for her though, George was remarkably good at keeping secrets and in fact managed to turn her questioning around almost each time, quickly learning more about her than she was learning about me.

One thing he had learned was that she was bi, but had a preference for girls, which explained her behaviour towards me quite well in my mind. He also learned that she was surprisingly kink friendly, especially towards bondage.

It was this last bit of knowledge which ultimately led to my next adventure.

It was a weekday, but both George and I were fortunate enough to have that afternoon off. George and I were in his room when he turned and smiled at me with that glint in his eyes. "Would you like to do something risky?"

I tried to glare at him, but a smile crept onto my face none the less. "That depends on what we're talking about?"

"Something involving bondage and at least one of our fellow housemates." He was being purposefully vague, but I was not going to fall for that.

"More details, please." His smile grew wider.

"I would like to tie you up naked in one of the communal areas, say the dining room, but with no way to escape unless someone frees you. If nobody finds you before a certain time, then I'll free you myself."

"So, it's going to be me taking a gamble once more?"

"Yes. What do you say?" I couldn't deny my body found this very inviting, but I was a bit worried.

"How exactly would you do this?"

George's expression became a bit more serious, but his smile did not completely leave his face. "The idea is to tie your hands behind your back and your legs spread open, then I'll tie you to the dining room table with a few lengths of rope. I'll also gag and blindfold you and place earphones in your ears in order to remove your senses from the equation. I would also like you to write a letter explaining the situation to anyone who finds you and tells them what they are allowed to do to you, just to increase the risk."

"Why do you want to do this?"

"From what I have experienced over the last while, I can say with relative certainty that the first of our housemates that will return, will be Jean. She seems nice enough and I think she can help to take your bondage experience to an even more enjoyable level. The reason I am doing it in this way is to get a proper idea of what she would do if given control over you. I will be here to help if necessary of course."

I wasn't sure why, but it did sound very tempting, even though my better judgement was screaming that it wasn't a good idea. "Alright, let's do it, but we'll need to hurry before I come to my senses." George nodded as his smile returned fully.

"Good. You get undressed and write the letter to the person who will find you, I'll quickly go and get what we need."

I did as I was told and was already naked with my nipples fully erect and done with the letter by the time he returned. He had brought my shoe box of toys, along with a length of pipe with holes drilled through it at various points and a ball of string. I placed my hands behind my back without him needing to ask, getting another smile from him.

Before he tied me he first scanned through my letter, which read "I like being tied up naked in risky situations. You have caught me so you may do to me whatever you like. Charlotte."

This got another, yet a bit more worried smile from him. "Are you sure that this is all you want to write?" I simply nodded. "Alright then."

He chained my wrists together, locking them in place with a padlock and then removed some rope from my box. "I am going to tie your arms a bit differently this time. I am going to bind them at your elbows as well, so tell me if it gets uncomfortable." I nodded and he proceeded to tie my elbows together. This resulted in me pushing my chest out further, obviously the reason why he had chosen to do this.

Next he told me to spread my legs as wide as possible while still being able to stand comfortably. As I did this he placed the length of pipe behind my knees and once two pairs of holes lined up with my knees, he put a chain through each pair and locked them firmly into place onto each of my knees so that they wouldn't be able to drop down.

"Try to close your legs." I tried my very best, but here was no way I was going to be closing my legs until the pipe was removed. "Good."

He then placed my earphones in my ears, but they were not connected to anything yet. I was confused for a moment until he took out my gag and I realized he had done this so that he could tie my earphones partly into place when he attached my gag.

With the gag in place he removed my nipple claps, namely the two he attaches to my nipples and the one he attaches to my clit. He tightened to one for my clit a little before clamping it into place. This hurt, but I knew I would get use to the pain in a while. Then he clamped the other two to my nipples.

Once the clamps were in place he took the ball of string and measured distance between my two nipple clamps before removing his scissors and cutting off that length of string and making who holes in my letter. He then put the string through those two holes, but he did not put it though the second hole before hanging the keys for the locks on the string. He also wrote something extra onto the letter. He held his handy work out in front of me.

The keys were now hanging in the middle of my letter as viewed from the front with an arrow pointing from the sentence "Here are the keys to the locks" to them. Once he had shown this to me, he tied each end of the string to one of my nipple clamps. "If someone finds you, they will have to either remove the clamps or wiggle them around as they untie the string." This comment made me even wetter than the sensation of him tying the string to my nipple clamps.

When he was done he pulled on the string. The clamps held firmly and it was clear that I would not be able to remove them without some significant pain.

Finally, he tied my blindfold into place, firmly securing my earphones in my ears in the process. He started pulling on the string attached to my nipples again with the simple command to come and I had no choice other than to follow.

Simply walking to the dining room as intoxicating. I was being led through the house tied naked with my legs forced open without being able to see where I was going. The pipe did make walking more difficult, but George did not rush me and only kept a slight pressure on the string to guide me.

The dining room is connected to the kitchen and is one of only two rooms in the house that had a carpet floor, so it was easy for me to recognise when we moved from the kitchen to the dining room. George led me to where he wanted me to stand and then gave another simple command to stop. He bent me over forward slightly and then I could feel him working on the string connected to my nipples again.

"Try standing back up." I tried briefly, but quickly returned to my partially bent position. I assumed that George had tied another piece of string from the string connected to my nipples to the dining room table. I shook my head to indicate that it hurt too much to do so. "Good."

He then gave my butt a little nudge and I moved as far forward as was comfortable for me to do. "No matter what, do not move now, alright?" I nodded and very nearly moved as soon as I felt him working on the clamp connected to my clit. It was over quite quickly however. "Now, try moving back." I knew what he had done in that instant and shook my head before even trying to move. I had already felt what that felt like with my nipples.

George didn't comment on my actions and I was sure that he understood my decision. A few moments later I could feel his breath on my cheek. "The others could arrive any time from a half hour to an hour and a half from now. If nobody has found you within an hour, I will free you. Good luck."

The next moment my ears were filled with the loud moaning of women obviously being pleasured. This was my only stimulation for a few seconds before the vibrating clamps on my nipples and clit were turned on, not enough to get me over the edge, but enough to prevent me from forgetting that they were there.

I had been standing there for a while and was beginning to get uncomfortable. Not only was I not standing in an exceedingly comfortable position, but I could feel small droplets of moisture making their way down my spread legs. My mind was concentrating on one of these when I suddenly felt a hand touch my soaking pussy and instinctively pulled back.

I only managed to move maybe a few centimetres before I was punished with an intense wave of pain and moved forward gain to relieve the strain. The hand was no longer there and I started turning my head into all directions to see or at least hear who was there, but the blindfold was too dense and the sounds of moaning in my ears far too loud.

Then I felt some tension on the string connected to my nipples and assumed that whoever this was, was reading my letter. Suddenly I felt I should have written a bit more on what this person was not allowed to do to me. Despite my fear, this situation brought back memories of when George had first caught me and this nearly gave me an instant orgasm.

The hand, or in fact hands, were now roaming all over my body. They felt small and soft, a girl I was sure, but I was not yet certain that it was Jean. The squeezed my ass and breasts and playfully plucked at the string connected to my nipples. As the hands roamed my body I could guess the person's position and realized that they were slowly walking around me.

It was in that moment that I realized exactly how exposed I was, being slightly bent over forward. The individual seemed to have noticed this as well, since they stopped right behind me. Moments later I felt a hand creeping between my legs and tried to close them, but there was no hope in doing so.

A finger slowly made its way inside my pussy, but I could not move enough to prevent this. It wiggled around in there for a few seconds and this was just too much for me. My entire body shook as a massive orgasm overtook me. The only sensations that I could register in that time were the sudden bursts of pain as the strings connected to my nipples and clit were pulled taught periodically and someone keeping a rather firm grip around my middle.

When the orgasm had passed I realized that the finger had been removed and the hands were no longer touching me. As such I was no longer sure where this individual was now. I had just started turning my head around in circles again when I felt someone slap my exposed ass. The shock made me straighten, but I quickly bent back down due to the pain in my nipples.

I had only just returned to my bent position when the second hit landed. I again straightened, but not as far this time, knowing what would happen if I did. I tried to beg the person to stop, but barely a sound got around the gag. The hand though seemed to have understood, since it was rubbing the spot it had just slapped, but then it was gone and an even harder hit landed.

I tried moving my ass out of the way, but a forth hit landed soon after the third. I felt tears starting to flow from my eyes, but at least no more hits landed. Instead I could feel the individual working firstly on the string connecting my clit to the dining room table and then the one connecting my nipples to it.

The string connecting my nipples to each other was however not removed and the individual used this to guide me from the dining room and back through the kitchen. Based on how we were walking I assumed I was being led to Jean's room, which in my mind finally confirmed that this was in fact Jean.

The sounds in my ears were suddenly gone and I assumed that whatever had been used to pay them had just been turned off. Moments later my blindfold was removed and I could see Jean standing in front of me completely naked. She removed the earphones from my ears, but due to their wires still being held in place by my gag, they just hung next to my head.

She moved very close to me and seemed to purposefully make sure that one of her nipples touched one of mine before softly whispering into my ear. "Thank you for the show, it was very entertaining, but I am not done with you just yet." She placed one hand in the small of my back before starting to rub my crotch with the other. "Tell me, did you enjoy that orgasm of yours? I wouldn't have taken you to be a squirter by the way." I nodded, of course I did. "Good, but before I unlock you, you need to give me an orgasm as well." Jean removed my gag as she said this and my earphones fell to the ground.

"Alright, just untie me and I'll try my best." She got an almost evil looking half smile on her face at this.

"I don't need to untie you anymore. All you need is your mouth after all." The realization of what she was saying hit me like a brick.

"But, I...I've never...I don't know how..."

"Never been with another girl I'm guessing?" I shook my head, well aware that I was slowly turning bright red. "Hasn't any guy ever given you that pleasure?" I stopped shaking my head. George had, once, and it was quite pleasant, but he did admit that he was not very experienced with it. "So, someone has I'm guessing." I nodded. "Then just do what you would have wanted him to do to you in that moment."

She sat down on her bed and motioned for me to come closer. When I was close enough she helped me down onto my knees and held my face just above her very wet and completely clean shaven pussy. "The sooner you make me cum, the sooner you'll be free, so you are going to need to do a good job if you want to clean up after yourself before the others arrive." She fell back onto her bed and in the process forced my face into her groin.

She held my face there until I reluctantly started with my attempt at given her oral pleasure. I did as I had been told, thinking back to when George had done this to me and trying to do what I would have liked him to do at that time.

I knew I was doing something right by the pleasurable moans coming from Jean, but it still took a surprisingly long while before she finally came, filling my mouth with her juices. The taste was not unpleasant, but definitely not my favourite.

She sat up after a few seconds and removed the clamps from my nipples before starting to unlock the locks. "Not bad for a first try, but you still have a lot to learn and I am hoping to make sure that you do. I assume it was George who tied you up?"

"Yes."

"So, you two are quite kinky. Would you mind if I have some fun with you myself from time to time?"

I was quiet for a few moments as I contemplated the implications of my answer. "Yeah, alright, but nothing too extreme and only if George agrees."

Jean again got her little evil half smile. "Oh, I'm sure that between me and George you are going to have a simply, well, orgasmic time."