Emily gets Even More Clothes, and an Added Bonus

Emily pulled against the handcuffs, trying to somehow break the short chain or simply pull her wrists out of the loops, but of course it was a futile effort. ‘What do you mean?’ she cried out, panic rising in her voice, ‘Am I stuck in these things?’

Melody put he hands comfortingly on Emily’s waist. ‘Don’t worry,’ she soothed, ‘we’ll sort this out.’ She immediately took control of the situation. Sophie was instructed to look in her toy box upstairs whilst Susan was tasked with scouring the floor of this room for the key. Vanessa was told to help Emily to dress in the shorts and boob tube as Melody texted a friend who might be able to help.

As Melody moved to the doorway with her phone, Sophie walked upstairs and Susan looked under sofa cushions and on the floor around the ottoman Vanessa squatted in front of Emily with the clothes.

‘Okay,’ Vanessa smiled, ‘one foot at a time.’ She held the legs of the shorts open as if helping a child to get dressed, then held Emily’s calves as she stepped into the openings.

‘Oh, such soft skin!’ Vanessa licked her full lips as she moved her hand up the curve of the taller girl’s thigh. Then she held the shorts by the waistband and pulled them up. They were a little too tight, taking some effort to squeeze Emily’s hips and bottom in. Emily could feel the crotch, as snug as it was, pressing the plastic pad in the panties right against her privates, and she had to breathe in as Vanessa’s plump fingers fastened the fly buttons. It felt odd, having somebody else dress her, and Vanessa’s fingers repeatedly brushed against Emily’s knickers as she worked. The final button just wouldn’t close, so the shorts had to be left open at the waist revealing the top of the black panties.

The boob tube was more elastic, and so easier to pull up over Emily’s hips to cover her bra. It was still too small to be particularly comfortable, and Emily felt she must look odd, maybe a little slutty, with the tight white tube revealing her black bra straps, and her jeans shorts open and forming a V shape pointing toward her crotch. This, quite apart from the fact that her arms were bound behind her, a pose which pulled her shoulders back and pushed her breasts out.

Vanessa left the room to find Emily’s shoes, so Emily sat on the ottoman whilst everybody else remained busy. She was grateful for all the help from her new friends, but just couldn’t believe she kept getting into these situations. People must despair of her silly antics, constantly getting into such a mess.

As Emily sat, knees together, arms trapped behind her, she became aware of a slight tingling sensation between her legs. It wasn’t unpleasant, in fact, she thought, it was really rather nice. But where was it coming from? She stood up, wondering if the ottoman itself was vibrating somehow, but the sensation continued. Emily looked around, flustered. Susan was on her hands and knees peering under the sofa while Melody was in the doorway looking at her phone, presumably waiting for a message from her friend. The black haired girl glanced over and winked at Emily before returning to look at her phone.

Emily was relieved that nobody seemed to have noticed the odd vibrations in her nethers. She squeezed her thighs together – this made the feeling even better, and her belly slowly began to fill with a pleasant warmth rising from her groin. This was starting to make her feel a little horny, actually, and she wondered how it would feel to rub her pussy against something; the arm of the sofa, perhaps?

She pushed these silly thoughts out of her head, sitting demurely on the ottoman. Suddenly the slight vibrations between her legs stopped, and Emily gasped as both of her nipples began to vibrate instead. She could feel the tiny oscillations moving through her soft boobs, and this might even feel better than the stimulation of her lady bits.

‘Are you okay, Emily?’ Melody smiled from across the room.

Emily blushed. ‘Oh, yes,’ she tried to smile, hiding any clue that she was sitting here growing more and more turned on.

‘Okay,’ replied the tall goth. ‘Don’t worry, we’ll have you out of those cuffs soon, then you’ll have your hands free again.’

Emily nodded, then looked at the floor to hide her face as the vibrations between her legs started again. She arched her back and rotated her hips a little, to better enjoy the sensation of having her nipples and pussy gently, deliciously, invisibly and inexplicably stimulated simultaneously.