A 'suspenseful' night

Ella lays on the floor, hands and feet tied with rope. Her wrists and ankles are connected by as short rope, arching her back in a hogtie. Her naked body presses against the kitchen tiles, while Amy sits at the table eating dinner. The captive woman is glaring at a bowl of mashed potatoes sitting on the ground in front of her.

Amy glances patiently at the starved woman on the ground. Ella glares back up at her.

"I'm not eating off the ground."

"Eat your food. You have a long night ahead of you."

Ella glances hungrily at the food in front of her face. Her stomach rumbles loudly, as if on cue. She squirms towards the food, groaning. Her cheeks turn bright red as she lowers her face into the potatoes.

"Good girl!" Amy praises.

Ella mumbles something angry, but her mouth is full of food. A bound hand flips Amy off.

When all the food is gone, Amy picks the plate up off the floor. Ella rolls over onto her side, and watches Amy clean the dishes. She quietly reaches around her bonds for a rope, but the bondage was tied well. She curses to herself, dreading whatever Amy is plotting for her.

"Can't I just relax, tonight?" Ella begs.

"If you wanted to relax, you should have thought about winning the game, earlier!"

"You cheated!" Ella protests.

"You climaxed in less than three minutes. Seriously, sluts like you can't be trusted to fend for themselves."

"I'm not a slut..." Ella moans, turning her face away in embarrassment.

Ella hears Amy's footsteps as she walks over to her. Amy kneels down on the ground in front of her. She places her hands around the bound woman's face, and turns her head back to face her. She gives Ella an intense stare.

"You're not a slut," She says. "You're my slut."

Ella tries to glare at her, but a smile creeps on her face. She blushes as she is unable to hide how that makes her feel. She squirms around in her bonds as Amy draws her closer for a passionate kiss. Amy lays down next to her, bodies intertwined. She runs her hands across Ella's naked body, greedily caressing every inch of her skin. Ella pulls on her ropes, trying to return the favor. She moans loudly with each kiss. Amy slips a teasing hand between Ella's legs, softly feathering her inner thighs. Ella twists against the rope to chase Amy's lips, intoxicated by her partner's scent.

Amy pushes away, propping herself up into a kneeling position. She leaves Ella breathless on the ground, a **** look in the captive's eyes.

"Let's get you ready for bed!"

"That should be cozy!" Amy gloats.

Ella struggles on the bed. She is still hogtied, but this time by numerous leather straps. The dark restraints form bands up and down her body, encircling her wrists, elbows, chest, and legs. A harness gag is wrapped around her head, with an integrated blindfold and a panel over her mouth. Ella's head turns around blindly, trying to predict her captor's next move.

Amy is running rope over and back down a wooden beam directly over the mattress. The sturdy support runs parallel to the length of the bed, high above. Amy feeds the ropes through the straps around Ella. One rope goes through the straps around her chest, waist, and legs. Each rope shoots straight up from Ella and around the beam. The blinded women seems unaware of the impending suspension.

Amy starts drawing the rope in, slowly lifting Ella's weight off the mattress and onto the straps around her body. The wide straps are evenly spaced, but still press into Ella's skin. Ella turns her head apprehensively, questioning moans coming from behind her gag.

"Mmm?!" the shocked woman voices.

Inch-by-inch, she is helplessly pulled into the air, until she sits about a foot and a half above the bed. She tests her restraints, each strap pulled taut around her body as they are weighed down by their load. Her struggles cause her to sway slightly back-and-fort, but the bondage is quite secure.

Amy draws a final rope through the top of harness gag around Ella's head. The rope is tied up above to the beam— not intended to support the suspension, but instead to allow Ella's head to rest comfortably. Amy admires her bound partner, enjoying the way she hangs helplessly in her restraints.

Amy slides underneath. She faces upwards, admiring the underside of her partner. Ella's breasts are squeezed tightly from above and below by the tense straps. Her stomach and hips are easily accessible from below. Amy runs a hand across the bare skin, eliciting a soft moan from the gagged woman.

Amy moves her hands to either side of Ella's stomach, finding the sensitive spots along her exposed skin. She digs her hands in, sliding them up and down, dragging her nails suddenly. Ella bursts into laughter, shaking and twisting in the bondage. She screams into her gag in anger and desperation. Amy continues tickling her. Ella's body is swaying back and forth, bucking up and down in the restraints as she fights to get away from Amy's fingers.

As soon as Ella starts sobbing, Amy draws her fingers away. She moves them up towards Ella's hanging breasts. She lightly brushes on each of her exposed nipples. Ella squirms sensually in her restraints, moaning softly, as Amy rolls the nipples between her finger and thumb. Amy playfully pulls on them, causing Ella to squeal.

Amy reaches over to grab a vibrating wand from the corner of the bed. She maneuvers back under Ella, and wedges the toy under her straps. Ella moans in anticipation, flexing her thighs around the device. Amy readjusts it slightly so it sits closer to Ella's clit, then switches it on. Ella gasps behind her gag.

Amy slips under the blankets, and pulls out a book. She reads for awhile, frequently glancing up to watch her partner squirming away. Ella is helplessly trying to fend off the intense device. She knows the sooner she orgasms, the sooner the pain and overstimulation will take over. Amy raises a hand to push her back and forth, gently rocking her helpless partner. This continues for about ten minutes, until Amy puts her book down.

Amy decides to help her partner towards her unwanted orgasm. She raises her hands, and starts gently fondling Ella's tits. She cups them firmly, playing with them. Ella tries to twist away, but Amy barely notices because of how tightly she is restrained. Amy runs a light caress down Ella's neck, down her chest to playfully flick a nipple. She continues entertaining herself with Ella's bare chest. Ella moans, **** for her to both stop— and continue.

Soon, Ella's thighs start to quiver with the telltale signs of a building climax. She is moaning loudly. Drool starts to pour out of her mouth, falling down next to Amy's head on a pillow. Every muscle in her body squeezes against the straps, as she holds her breath. A few moments pass, and the only noise Amy hears is the buzzing of the vibrator. Amy continues stroking Ella's nipples rhythmically. Suddenly, Ella gasps loudly and starts bucking wildly. The pleasure built up from the long ordeal crashes across her body all at once. Amy soaks in the sight, smiling sadistically at her partner's contortions.

Ella starts whining as the orgasm fades, but the vibrations continue. She tries to ask Amy to turn it off, but her request is muffled to incoherence by the gag. Amy obliges, in a fashion, turning the toy to it's lowest setting.

"Alright, time for bed!" Amy says. "You get top bunk, I guess?"

Amy laughs at her own joke, but Ella continues struggling against the restraints, trying to get away from the vibrating toy.

Amy puts in some headphones, and reads her book until she falls asleep.