Bound Friends Pt. 13

She grabbed his hand and pulled his index finger up to the collar he still wore. Using his finger she turned up her own chip, bringing her back to the edge of orgasm before making his finger press the circle button. She grabbed tightly to his hand as she rocketed over the edge, cumming in a satisfying ending which also seemed to turn her chip off after it was through. She let go of him and took her own time to catch her breath.

"So, um, Rob?" Sophia said breaking a long silence the two were sharing. "Please don't take this the wrong way. I.. Are you just doing all this for the sex?"

Rob sat up with the collar still around his neck and looked over. "Doing all what?"

"Well, like, everything. You always have this look of.. I don't know. Like you're expecting something in return. Like 'maybe if I just keep doing these things she'll feel so grateful she'll have sex with me' or something. I could be reading this totally wrong so please don't be offended."

"No. God no. I'm sorry I'm just trying to be a nice guy and I really like helping you," he explained as he fully sat up to be able to look her in the eyes, though he seemed to be needing to put in effort to not stare instead at her uncovered breasts..

"I'm sorry, I guess I'm just.. I mean you have this look like you just want to fuck me," she said as she got up off the bed to go get a towel from the bathroom to put on. "Just this.. this lust in your eye. I guess I'm just in my own head to much about it."

"Well yeah, I do have lust. I.. I mean you're just so beautiful," Rob said as he got up to grab his clothes only to find the limit of his leash before he could reach them.

Sophia couldn't help but blush and smile in the safe concealment of the bathroom. "That's just 'cause you've seen me naked," she fired back, partly out of self deprecation and partly to tease. She opened the door and couldn't help but snort a laugh as she saw Rob trying to reach for his boxers with an outstretched foot and just coming up short.

"I.. I couldn't find the key," he said as he moved his hands to conceal his crotch.

"That's cause I brought it with me to the bathroom," Sophia said as she dangled the red allen key in her hand. "Do you want me to let you out?"

"Unless you'd rather laugh at me Mistress," he said as he got back up onto the bed.

"You know, actually I might," she said as she dropped the key and started walking back to the bed. "So, I assume like always you've got messages to forward on? News to share? Let me lay down and relax while you fill me in. That.. that would be the perfect break in my book." she said as she got into bed, causing Rob to scoot over some to give her more space. She closed her eyes and listened as Rob began to pass along messages and tell her about what else was going on out there.

Leota had been blindfolded before, but it had never been more than a few hours. However it had now been nearly a week since she had been able to see on her own. It had been strange for her to adjust to not having glasses and only seeing clearly what was in front of her. Yet, oddly, she fell into a rhythm of perpetual blindness more easily than her previous experience would have suggested.

It was already difficult to tell how much time passed, and so long as she was assigned to the dungeon she was never free of her bindings. Somehow not being able to see any of it seemed a natural extension. It completed her helplessness, there were no questions or doubt left. She was utterly at their mercy for absolutely everything.

And just as importantly, it allowed her mind to fill in all the gaps in information she now had without her sight. That usually meant she needed to make up her own image of who it was she was interacting with, and she had found the grey eyed woman to be the perfect stand in. Leota knew nothing about her, so there was no pesky facts to contradict and there was never anything she couldn't imagine her doing. Any change to her NESIC? It was her. Any whipping or punishment was her. Sex even seemed possible to all be at her directive, that she wanted to use Leota as a fucktoy for her male friends. It made Leota much more capable of losing herself and simply enjoying whatever sensations were brought down on her. She wasn't pleasing these men that she felt nothing for, she was pleasing this woman.

Leota had even created a name for this imaginary woman, Vera Grey. She had no illusions that any of it was real, but she found the name fitting and found the fantasy engrossing. She was Vera's slave, not the resort's. No matter what happened to her, Vera would keep her safe. No matter what was done to her, it was for the purpose of pleasuring Vera.

Leota sat against the wall, her collar clipped to the short leash and her hands in cylinders attached to the floor. She was nearly off to sleep when a male voice came up to her. "Do you need a rest from the blindfold at all?" he asked with a tone more of curiosity than concern.

Leota thought about it. She knew the view she would have with it off, a few feet of nothing followed by a blurred distance. She couldn't imagine what she would have to gain, but it still felt strange when she replied "no." But that was the whole of it, no follow up questions were asked, as far as she could tell he wasn't there anymore anyway. She laid her head back against the wall once again and began to drift off into a nap.

"Ohmygod! What the hell are you doing up here?" Andrea squealed seeing Zainab walking up to her as she was leaving her last class of the day in a lazy day combination of sweater, sweats and boots.

"What? I need a reason to come up here?" Zainab said as she stood to the side to not block the torrent of people changing classes.

"Well.. yeah actually. You almost never come up here and I almost always go down there,"

"You think I need a special reason to come up here?"

"So there's no special reason?" Andrea asked skeptically.

".. OK so there is but I'm hurt you'd think I wouldn't come visit for no reason," Zainab blurted out, wishing she had a way to better backpeddle.

"I'm sure it hurts, I know how much of a delicate little flower you are," Andrea teased, earning a cross look from Zainab. "I mean how will your ego survive?"

"You done? So I got something new," Zainab said with a coy smile. "Your roommate in?"

"She'll be in class for over an hour, uh.. is this something a naughty something?" Andrea asked as she grabbed Zainab by the hand and started walking back to her dorm. They walked past the reception and into the elevator.

As soon as the elevator doors closed Zainab grabbed something from her purse and turned Andrea around. She pushed her against the wall, whispering "who's the delicate flower now?" with a playfully malevolent tone. Andrea felt plastic zip ties pulled around her wrists, locking her hands behind her. She smiled, loving how instantly helpless she had become. She was flipped back around and heard the sounds of another zip tie locking before Zainab stretched up to kiss her. She had worked quickly as the door only just opened up to the sixth floor.

When Andrea tried to walk for the door, she found her cuffs had been fastened to the railing along the back of the elevator. "Haha, very funny," Andrea said as she pulled to try to free herself, all she managed to do was add pressure to her wrists.

"I actually do find it funny, here let me show you the humor," she said as she pulled out her phone. Andrea balled up her fists as she felt her NESIC turn on. Zainab kicked Andrea's bag to the other side of the elevator as the doors shut and the elevator began to go back down.

"Ok, I'm sorry. Just let me go," Andrea said as she began to shuffle back and forth on her feet.

"No, not yet. I think we'll play a little game. Before someone gets on at the ground floor, you guess the floor they're going to go to. If you're right then I release you and turn everything off. If you guess wrong, I turn it up another notch. I mean there's only 7 floors, your chances aren't that bad.." Zainab said as she walked back to stand between Andrea and the buttons.

"Well, shouldn't it start at off then?" Andrea cracked. Zainab sneered and visibly showed Andrea as she turned up the device to level two. "I'll be good, um.. fifth floor," she said as the elevator came to a rest at the ground floor. It was a moment before the doors opened, Zainab put her own hands behind her back and leaned against the wall, making it look like Andrea was simply doing the same.

"What floor?" Zainab asked.

"Uh, four," the girl who had just gotten on said.

"Alright then," Zainab said in a satisfied tone as she hit the button before looking at Andrea and subtlly turning up the device. The girl got off and looked back at them, giving them a second look before the doors closed.

The elevator began to rise. "Please, ok you win, I don't want to play any more," Andrea said in a more serious tone.

"This getting too much?" Zainab asked as she leaned in closer.

"Yes.. please I live with these people. Can't we just go to my room? You can do whatever it is you had planned for me there," Andrea said nervously as the doors opened on the 7th floor and someone held the door, shouting for his friend to hurry up.

Zainab didn't say a word, she simply grabbed some cutters out of her purse and freed Andrea's cuff from the railing before hitting 6. The group of guys looked at the two girls a little confused "Sorry, missed our floor," Zainab offered up as their excuse. She grabbed both her bag and Andrea's before the two slid out at their floor.

The two rushed down the hall to Andrea's room, Andrea still cuffed but seemingly comfortable with that fact. Zainab grabbed the key from Andrea's front pocket and the two scooted inside.

"Better?" Zainab asked, causing Andrea to nod her head vigorously. "Good," she said as she grabbed Andrea by the arm and pushed her over onto her bed. Zainab began removing her tight jeans and black thong panties before climbing into bed in front of Andrea. "So my surprise," Zainab started.

"Wanting me to eat you out is not a surprise," Andrea said jokingly.

"You don't learn do you?" Zainab said as she flipped Andrea over to lay on her back. Andrea let out an excited yelp and helped flip herself as best she could. Zainab began removing Andrea's sweater and shirt, causing Andrea to smile with excitement. She sat her naked ass on Andrea's bare stomach as she worked Andrea's shirt around her head. She unhooked Andrea's front hook bra and began to twist her pierced nipples hard. Andrea groaned and bit her lip. Zainab let go and began instead to slap her tits from either direction, causing Andrea to try her best to roll around.

"You know, I think you might enjoy these punishments too much," Zainab lamented as she leaned herself forward.

"Hehe, what do you mean? I totally, utterly, 100% don't love it when you pinch my nipples or bind my wrists or slap my ass! Not at all!" Andrea replied as she did her best to lean forward for a kiss, only to have Zainab pull back just enough to prevent it.

"Well if you like them so much they aren't exactly a good tool at effectively instilling any kind of order or routine."

"Come on now. You routinely order me to do all kinds of things and I routinely like to annoy you until you feel I've earned a punishment," Andrea joked. "But seriously, what did you want to tell me that was so special?"

"I'm not on the waitlist any more.." Zainab replied coyly.

"Waitlist for.. Oh for.. you have a chip too?" Andrea said as she finally understood Zainab's meaning. "So you're wanting to take it for a test run is that it?"

"I was thinking test ride but yes," Zainab said as she spun around and straddled Andrea's head. She lowered herself down and allowed Andrea to eagerly get to work. She reached for her phone and turned on her own chip, causing her to moan deeply at the feeling, and how it multiplied what Andrea was doing.

She set the phone down and began to slide Andrea's sweatpants down to her knees, followed by her white and pink panties. She moved down and began to return the favor to Andrea, licking and sucking delicately. She began to slide a finger into Andrea's wet cunt, causing Andrea to moan into Zainab's pussy.

As the feelings got more intense, Zainab began to lose focus. She sat up, grabbing on to Andrea's leg and reaching to find her phone. She turned her chip up, giving her enough extra stimulation to convulse powerfully to an orgasm. She felt like she was seeing stars as she took every ounce of concentration to find the off switch on her phone and grunt at Andrea to stop. She lay panting, resting her head on Andrea's thigh, having moved up slightly to give Andrea easier air.

She looked back at her phone and switched it over to control Andrea's chip. She turned it up and listened as Andrea grunted in recognition of the change. Zainab smiled, feeling Andrea squirm beneath her. Her hand hovered over the button that would send out the signal to cum, but she decided instead to simply slide it back down a little bit and finish Andrea off with her tongue.

Andrea was at the edge already, and so it took almost no time at all before she began to plead with Zainab that she be allowed to cum. Zainab loved the desperateness Andrea's voice took on as she continued her work without comment. Eventually Andrea began to rock and buck, trying in vain to push Zainab off so that she could get a pause.

Just then the door opened and at once both Andrea and Zainab's heads shot up. "Fuck sorry," came the voice of Devin, Andrea's roommate's boyfriend. The utter shock cause Andrea to lose her concentration and she began to cum even before he had finished shutting the door. She found herself hot and sweaty, welcoming it when Zainab rolled off her and opened up the window. It was especially nice when Zainab turned off her chip.

When Andrea sat up and looked at Zainab, the two tried hard not to giggle, which only made it impossible to resist.

"I thought you'd lock the door," Zainab said playfully as she cut Andrea's hands loose before rushing to retrieve her clothes. "Why wouldn't you do that?"

"I had my hands tied, you shoved me onto my bed and I was horney, what's your excuse?" Andrea replied as she began to rub her wrists.

"You had your hands tied, I shoved you onto your bed and I was horney.. I guess it's the same excuse really," Zainab replied. "This.. this is why I don't visit very much," she said as she finished zipping up her jeans. "So I wonder if this is one of those things he'll want to keep to himself or tell the world."

"Well, his girlfriend said she was getting tired of his jokes about wanting to get some three ways going, so I bet he'll keep it quiet," Andrea said as she pulled her shirt back down over her and pulled up her sweatpants.

"He didn't look so bad, I'm down for one if you are," Zainab joked as she walked back to sit next to Andrea by the open window.

"Ha, just don't let him hear you say that.."

As Leota felt them lower her back down to the ground her arms rejoiced. She didn't know how long she had been hanging by them, but it had been long enough. Her legs were tender from some of the whippings but it was a relief to be standing all the same. She felt a pull from her arms and followed as she was led away again. Over the days she had become very used to being led around, and it had become routine.

What shocked her though was that she was not led back to the wall, she felt the ground change to the cheap linoleum of the staff hallways but otherwise had no idea where she was being taken.

She felt some hands behind her head and braced to have the leather blindfold off for the first time in days. Even with her eyelids tight it felt like there was an instant spotlight on her. She squinted and blinked, trying to make herself adjust.

"So Leota," came the voice of Marian, though she still couldn't make out from where. "I heard that your performance actually improved when blindfolded, you were even asked if you wanted a break and you declined, is all that correct?" Marian asked.

Leota had started to regain her sight and could see they were in some kind of logistics room. Marian and an assistant stood closely in front of her and behind them were several more people doing something she couldn't make out.

"Um.. yes. I.. had kind of gotten into a rhythm," Leota meekly replied.

"Good, then I think this new thing should be up your alley. We're still a new operation here and so where're still in a 'throw everything against the wall and see what sticks' mode and you're going to be our newest thing we try to throw. And of course you'll be good and cooperate, yes?" Marian said, as she waved for someone at the far table to bring something over.

The man that had led Leota there removed her cuffs just in time for one of the other men to bring over what she was about to be put into. It was chrome framed, a solid middle bar with four pairs of bars coming off of it, each with a cuff restraint. The bar itself extended even beyond the last cuff with several indentations. Leota watched the man disappeared behind her with the metal armbinder and started by attaching a cuff around each wrist, locking her hands about two inches apart. Then he worked his way up, at the forearm, just below the elbow and just above the elbow. Her elbows were not pushed very close together, but she was very stuck in it nonetheless. As he was doing that, another man came and placed a chrome ankle cuff around each of her feet with a single large D ring protruding from the back of the cuffs.

"How does it fit?" Marian asked as she looked on at what was happening.

"It feels fine, not as heavy as it looks," Leota said.

"Good, good." Marian said before turning back to where the rest of the people were. "Is it ready now?" she asked getting a few head nods and thumbs ups.

Leota heard a mechanical sound like wheels as she watched what looked like a footstool crawl towards her. It went at the speed of a slow walk and maneuvered surprisingly well. It was about as long as her torso, just a little bit wider and stood maybe two and a bit feet tall. It was cream colored, covered in a combination of hard plastic and a vinyl like fabric which formed a kind of skirt all around it that hid whatever mechanics was actually at work at making it move. There were what looked like drawers on either long side of it, and a triangular indentation at the top that looked very much like it was meant to have her arm binder lock into it. At the side her head would go, someone grabbed a clip and pulled out what turned out to be a retractable leash and attached it to the front of Leota's collar.

"This, is a MeshBot. Mobile entertainment and service hoster. A little toy we've been tinkering that wasn't quite ready when we opened, we think it's ready now," Marian explained.

"So, do I just lay down on it?" Leota asked.

"Not right yet you don't, but since you're so eager let's jump to that test," Marian said as she signaled to one of the other people.

"Turn around," the machine said in a cold robotic voice. Leota did before she heard the robot start to maneuver itself. "Sit down and place your harness in the slot," it commanded. Leota looked over at Marian before sitting back and hoping the robot was there. It was and with a little more instruction, Leota found a hole that the rod of her armbinder clicked into. Leota felt her whole body leaning back as the rod up the centre of her armbinder began to get bent back into place. She slid effortlessly into place, laying vertical with her legs bent over the sides. The cold voice then helped her locate where to move her feet so that the back d-ring on each of her ankle cuffs could find the slot at the corners they were meant to lock into. Leota's feet were now several inches off the ground and spread wide. She tried closing her ankles to conceal a bit of modesty, but not only was that not very easy, but the attempt caused her collar to shock her.