Amy is successful

On the third attempt things went a lot smoother. As Amy counted down and sprang towards her liftoff point, she felt anticipation build within her. She was eager to feel the vibrating mechanisms again. "Launch," she yelled out eagerly. Kicking with all her might, Amy felt a surge pulsing through her harness. Her body tingled with delight as she hung against the vibrating straps, and soon her teeth were tenderly pressed into her lip in response to the anticipated pleasure that now bloomed seductively throughout her body,

Amy soared in slow motion through the air, gently bending and twisting to extend her jump. The alluring tingle continued to seep throughout her body as it rested against the buzzing straps of the harness. It drew her closer to an orgasm. She meekly breathed almost imperceptibly, like when Crystal had rubbed the chain against her just recently. No, she couldn't climax now. That would be embarrassing, and, and naughty. She'd be punished, or at the very least tied up even tighter. No! She had to stop thinking like that.

But it was hard, with the strips of fabric hugging her and the vibrating toys pressing into her nude skin. Her heart raced, and sweat began to glisten in thin patches across her body. Amy had to fight against the urge to pant or moan. Why was she so aroused?

Her reflections were put on hold for a moment because she was dipping lower and would soon trip the laser grid. She writhed more vigorously than before, hoping to get a little more height. With a bit of luck, she was able to catch her elbow onto the harness and roll to her side. The wriggling student then tucked her legs in, her knees grazing her skimpy bra. The chain that ran down her back slithered against her as she pulled it taut. It pressed between the round cheeks of her thinly covered behind. She moaned as it also pushed her vibrating crotch harness harder against her womanhood.

Amy wanted more. She needed more. Once again her orgasm was enticingly close, and her body craved it.

She bumped into the floor unceremoniously. And the vibrators shut down.

"Woohoo! Amy you did it," said a voice over the speaker.

Did what? Amy thought, I haven't cum. The desire to reach that bliss still burned within her unquenched. She twisted about on the floor rubbing her aching sex, but that strap that had been so good to her moments ago was now a hindrance, dulling any sensations she could deliver.

"Jolly good show," stated Kat, finally pulling Amy back to the puzzle. Realizing she had indeed passed the laser grid, the shackled student picked herself up off the floor. The door still offered a fair amount of resistance; it had a lever that Amy had to twist and bend in order to reach with her hands. That said she was able to turn the overly complicated latch, and with a dramatic hiss, the obstacle yielded.

The small room beyond was plain. There a bright red button ahead of her, and above it white letters had been painted. They read "Congratulations! Push here to complete your escape."

They'd won, Amy realised, disappoint nagging at her. It was just because it was a bit anticlimactic she told herself, not because she liked being tied up. Yeah, that was the problem she just need to climax. No, that made it sound sexual; she wasn't a slut getting turned on by this.

Okay, she was getting a little turned on, but she wasn't going to act on it.

"Is everything okay down there?" asked Toni. "Do you need anything from us?"

Maybe another ride on her jetpack harness would be an exciting note to end it on. Amy bit her lip; she knew her body found it exciting in other ways, but that didn't have to be the case. She could just have innocent fun, right? "Give me a boost," she said quickly before she could change her mind.

Amy was not a virgin; she'd experimented with past boyfriends and even masturbated the odd time before today. However, the pleasure she felt now was more intense then anything her fingers had done. Was her body more sensitive because of how aroused she was? or had the vibrating mechanisms gotten stronger somehow? She moaned, biting her lip and arching her back against the cage of straps around her as the vibrators lifted her away. It was somehow restrictive and liberating at the same time, floating free, yet with the press of her bonds tightening against her squirms. Her heart thundered and the warm release churned within her.

A meek desperation started to twist within her as the vibrators waned and she began to sink towards the ground. "Please," Amy whispered. "Please," she begged again louder, "just a little more." Her heart raced and her cheeks burned as she realized what she was begging her friends to do. "I, I can almost... reach," she stammered trying to keep her wanton passion out of her voice, but she needed this.

The vibrators surged; the harness pressed into her. Amy felt so close to her friends; it was as if there was a primal tether between them. They were pulling her up. They were massaging her with these soothing vibrations. The cusping woman twisted and squirmed against her chains. And the cascade of pleasure rolled through her. Amy gasped quietly yet triumphantly. Were it not for the hug of straps around her she'd have probably landed in her butt, but as it was, she writhed in the air like a fish in a net, her toes wiggling with delight as she lost herself to the bliss.