Charlotte's New Term Ch. 03

George had agreed to allow Jean to have her own say in my actions, but it had been a while since I had anything significant happen to me.

This did not mean that they weren't planning something. Every now and then I would catch them whispering or making arrangements and Jean frequently asked me about how I used to bind myself and the day George had caught me. At first George did not seem quite as keen on whatever they were planning, but as time passed he too seemed to be getting excited.

I myself was getting anxious, not knowing quite what they were planning, but at the same time I could not wait for whatever it was to happen.

Then finally, one Thursday night Jean asked me to open my curtains, but keep my net curtains and door closed while she checked something. She returned with a broad smile on her face and gave George a thumbs up as she walked in, to which he simply nodded, but no additional information was offered for me.

The following day started out as pretty much any other Friday, except for Jean asking to have the keys to my room when I left for class. When I returned however, they sat me down in order to tell me what was being expected of me.

I was to be bound exactly like I had been found by George originally, except that I would not be using my own vibrator and the porn I was to be listening to would be set softer. My surroundings were to be a little different as well however. Firstly, this bondage session was to be taking place at night, but I was not allowed to close my curtains. My net curtains and door were however to be kept closed, but the door unlocked, and Jean had made a large poster which had been stuck to the wall, directly across from the window and above my head.

This poster read "My name is Charlotte. I love being tied up naked and watched. If you want a closer look, the door is open."

Since my window pointed to our driveway, which was blocked by a wall on the other end, this didn't worry me much. Only one of our housemates were here for the weekend and he always entered from the front door, never passing by my window. George had also informed me that as long as there wasn't a light on in my room, the net curtain made it virtually impossible for someone to see inside my room at night.

All of this of course did not seem to add up. They were seemingly copying the night I had been caught by George, but without any risk of me being caught. The entire situation had not yet been explained to me though, and things became ever clearer the more they explained.

During the day they had set up a motion sensor connected to a light in my room which was focussed on my bed. This would result in the light turning on each time I moved, which was very likely whenever I orgasmed or just got stimulated enough. And secondly they had invited some of their friends over for the evening, which would mean that people would be very likely to pass by my window every now and then.

The latter was the part that worried me the most of course. "How many people?"

"Seven that have confirmed that they are coming, but there is still one person who hasn't confirmed whether he is coming or not." I swallowed a lump that was forming in my throat.

"Don't worry. We have specifically chosen these people because we feel they can be trusted not to do anything unpleasant to you." George had read my expression perfectly, either that or he was feeling a similar sense of dread as me.

"Yeah, and they also aren't the type to walk around much during parties. Your greatest chance of being spotted is when they arrive or when they leave. The latter of course only being the case if your release mechanism doesn't free you quick enough." Her last comment brought me back to reality.

"I don't have any ice!"

George took my hand. "Don't worry, we've already planned for that. You just need to set up your mechanism as you like it, since it will be up to your guesswork as to how long you will stay bound, but make sure you stay bound for at least two hours. If you're free before then, you will have to join us outside in your birthday suite." I swallowed again. Either I was to be tied long enough to double my chances of being seen at the very least or I will be guaranteed to expose myself to at least seven strangers.

"So, I must take enough ice to keep me bound for two hours at least?"

"Yes, but if you take too much and you're still tied by the time the everyone has left, then we might just leave you tied for the rest of the night." The implication of what he was saying was clear to me. If they found me still tied after the party, I was going to have forced orgasms all night long. I nodded to indicate that I understood.

Jean looked at her watch. "Good. We still have about an hour before they are meant to start arriving, so aim to have everything ready and yourself tied down in about 45 minutes. Oh, and I almost forgot." She handed me a bag with something which looked like an egg with a cable attached to it inside. "A present for you. We'll need to test it before the others arrive to make sure of the volume."

With that I fetched by box of equipment and started getting everything set up. Once my ice release mechanism was in place I fetched some ice and added it to the system. I had chosen more ice than I would normally have used, but I was reasonably confident that I would not be trapped till the end of the night.

Then I got undressed. It was getting colder now and my nipples reacted as expected to both the cold and the situation. George told me to put on an old pair of panties once I was naked, stating that they were to help keep the vibrator, for that was what the egg was, in place.

He then helped me tie myself down, finally locking my hands in place, before putting my earphones in my ears and attaching my gag. While he was busy with this, I felt Jean inserting the new vibrator into my pussy before feeling the now familiar pain of having a vibrating clamp attached to my clit.

It had not yet been loosened from when George had left me tied for Jean to find, but both of them seemed to be ignoring my protests as Jean pulled back my panties. She pulled them up a little higher than normal, but I was sure it was just to keep the egg in place.

At this point in time it was getting quite dark outside and the light in the room was on so that George and Jean could see what they were doing, but my curtains were still closed and the motion sensor not turned on yet.

Jean started playing around with the vibrator and vibrating clamp as George started playing my porn videos and adjusting the sound to make sure that it could not be heard easily from outside the room. When he was happy with the volume he closed the laptop just enough for the screen to shut down so as not to produce any light, but for the videos to keep playing. It was at this point in time that we heard honking from the front gate.

"That must be the first of them. Will you please go open up for them, I just want to finish up here?" George left to go open the gate, but almost as soon as he had left the room Jean removed a marker from her pocket before leaning in close to one of my ears and removing the earphone from it. "There is something missing on this poster don't you think?"

She replaced the earphone and wrote something new on the poster, but she was blocking my view. When she was done I only had a few seconds to read the rest of the message before my blindfold was tied tightly over my eyes.

The new message read "Ps. I also like being fucked hard and left a cum covered mess. Please put the keys to my locks out of my reach and send others my way."

I struggled against my bonds as much as I could, but they were secure. I was not going to get out of this any time soon. The porn was soft enough for me to hear the light switch being turned off, the curtains being opened and then another click before the door was closed.

I realized that the last click had to be the motion sensor being turned on and tried to lie as still as possible. Unfortunately, the vibrator stuck in my pussy and the vibrating clamp on my clit were doing their job very well and it was taking all my concentration to keep my hips still.

It wasn't very long however before I gave in to temptation and not long after that I heard another click, which was the light attached to the sensor turning on. It was amazingly bright from what I could see through my blindfold and I was sure that it would attract a lot of unwanted attention from my point of view.

Realizing this I quickly forced myself to lie still once more. I could hear another car passing by my window a little later as I felt myself nearing the edge of my restraint. Another problem for me was that once I gave in and allowed myself to orgasm once, more would quickly follow and there were still a few people yet to arrive to whom I and Jean's message would then be completely exposed.

I held back for as long as I possibly could, but eventually I had to give in and had one of the most intense orgasms I had ever had. It had barely passed and the motion sensitive light turned off when I heard another car pass by my window. This near exposure almost triggered another orgasm, but I could hold it back for a few seconds, hopefully enough time for them to have passed my window.

This kept going on for a while. In the end I had heard the gate open five times, but only heard three cars pass my window. This meant that at least some of them had either walked by my window or drove passed while I was in the throes of ecstasy, a thought that in and of itself in my highly aroused state caused a string of at least three back to back orgasms.

I was exhausted by now, but the orgasms kept coming and there was nothing I could do to stop them. It was during one of my few and far too brief intervals between two orgasms when I heard the door to my room open, resulting in yet another orgasm. Thankfully this was followed by the egg vibrator as well as the vibrating clamp being turned down quite a bit, but not shut down completely.

I could feel breath on my cheek before I heard George speak. "I thought you could use a little bit of respite. I'll turn them back up later." And then he was gone as I heard my door close behind him again and the motion sensitive light turned off.

By now my clit was extremely sensitive and even the slight vibration it was experiencing now could clearly be felt and prevented me from completely relaxing.

There was no way I could tell how much time had passed, but the key had still not dropped into my reach as I heard the first car drive back out past my window. I was aroused as hell again by now, but the vibrations were now too weak to get me over the edge again.

Almost as if reading my mind, someone, most likely George, came into the room and turned the vibrator and clamp back up. Leaving just before I heard a group of loudly talking people approach my window. The motion sensitive light had not shut down until just as they had reached the window and from the sudden silence I assumed that they must have spotted something, or at least the light suddenly shutting down had caught their attention.

It didn't sound like they were moving any further though and I could feel another orgasm rapidly building due to my predicament and the vibrations down under. I prepared myself for the inevitable. They were going to see me tied, having a massive orgasm and will most likely also read the message left by Jean.

But just before I lost control and gave in to that wave of pleasure, I heard the gate open and internally hoped that they had moved on. This was followed by a few more close calls of which a few may have been more than just close calls, but nobody disturbed me.

Once the third car had gone back passed my window, I started panicking and searching for the key with as slow and little movement as possible so as to try and not trigger the motion sensitive light, but my attempts only lasted briefly as yet another orgasm racked my body, after which I simply didn't care if I was seen, I just had to reach the key.

It was not where it should have been by now and I stretched my hand up as far as possible, hoping that it had only gotten stuck, but that it was still in reach. This turned out not to be the case.

Again the door opened and within a few seconds the vibrators were turned off and my panties were torn from my body. The first thought that went through my head was that I had been seen and they were going to follow the poster's instructions, but then I heard the curtains closing and my blindfold was removed. "You took a little too much ice. I guess it melted a little slower than you expected in the cool night air."

My eyes moved from George's broad smile to the bag containing the ice. It had in fact not yet completely melted, but it would have only been a few minutes before I would have been free, 'would' being the key word. George removed the key and placed it well out of my reach as I noticed Jean getting undressed in another corner of my room.

When she was done she moved over towards me, slowly inserting a finger into my soaking pussy as George briefly left the room, returning with a condom. Jean bent over and gave my pussy a quick kiss, before looking up at me. "Now, I want you to pay close attention to what I am about to do, because it will be your turn when I'm done." With those words she started performing oral sex on me and it didn't take long at all before an orgasm caused my already exhausted and protesting body to spasm.

Her exhibition complete, she climbed on top of the bed, walking over me on her hands and knees, only stopping to give each of my breasts a playful bite before finally removing my gag and earphones. During this process I noticed that George had already gotten naked, put on the condom and was also moving closer. "Now, you'll be a good little fuck slut and give me as much pleasure as I gave you, right?"

I started nodding before the words left my mouth. "Yes, I'll try my best."

She gave my left breast a quick slap before hissing the word "Mistress" and I got the message.

"Sorry, Mistress, I'll try my best."

"Good." She moved forward, holding her pussy just a little bit above my face, but I still had to crane my neck to get into position. It was as I did this that I felt George penetrating my pussy, causing me to completely forget what I was doing.

"Jean just forgot to mention that you're going to have to do it while I fuck you and you need to do a good job if you want to be untied tonight." With that he started thrusting away. It took me a while to get used to the rhythm of his thrusts in order to time my movements in relation to Jean's. What made it even more difficult was the fact that I was also trying to remember exactly how Jean had pleasured me.

George drove me to two more orgasms before I finally got Jean to cum and expected her to get off, but she didn't move and I realized I was not done yet. George drove me to one last orgasm before cumming himself and only after this did I manage to properly get the hang of pleasuring Jean.

Once I had gotten her to cum again, she finally climbed off of the bed. George had thrown away the condom and was halfway dressed by this point in time. "So, what is your opinion of her performance?" He asked as Jean walked over to him.

"She needs a lot more practise, especially with both of us participating. I think she doesn't want to be untied just yet though."

"Another hour?"

"Hmmm, yes, but full throttle." As if they had been planning this all along, Jean quickly replaced my gag. George then tied my vibrator in position over my pussy and turned it on to full power while Jean got dressed before they both left. "See you in an hour. Happy cumming."