THE ADVENTURES OF TERRI AND JENNIFER
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
Saturday was again a busy day getting things ready, packing up my clothes, and
assembling all my bondage restraints. In all, it took three suitcases to pull it
all together. I never realized all the different types of gags I had gathered
over the years, not to mention all the rope, straps, different kinds of tape and
number of sets of handcuffs. My collection of fetish clothing was also very
large but I decided to take only a few things. I packed my corset, leather
skirt, some lingerie, a set of white girdles and long line bras, my collection
of latex outfits including stockings, panties, leotard, a maid's outfit, and
some long latex gloves. I also packed my highest heeled black pumps and a couple
of pair of boots, both knee and thigh-high. At 4:30 p. m. I headed out to the
hotel.
Following Miko's instructions, I wore only my set of black thigh-high boots, a
pair of black over-the-elbow length leather gloves and of course the black
chastity belt and panties. All this was covered up by my long black leather
coat. Nothing else was worn. The leather was cool to the touch and since my coat
didn't button up and only used a leather sash to hold the coat shut, my breasts
were hanging free. I would have to be careful when I checked in at the hotel.
When I arrived, I checked in with little incident. I did raise a few eyebrows
and got lots of stares, but other than that, it was uneventful. While checking
in, I was given a pick envelop with my name on it. A bellhop helped me carry my
bags up to the room, but I stopped him at the door and told him that I would
continue from here. A sizable tip ensure his compliance.
The suite was fantastic, and it appeared that Miko had already been there
setting up her equipment. Dozens of lights and strobes, two cameras, and a video
camera were setup and ready for use. My excitement was building. The suite was
on the 13th floor and overlooked the ocean. There would be no one looking in
from across the way.
There appeared to be an adjourning suite but the connecting door was locked. I
shrugged and didn't think any more about it.
I removed my leather coat and walked about the suite dressed only in gloves,
boots and chastity belt. I was nervous as this would be only the third person
besides Jennifer and her co-worker Robin that has seen me nude and dealing with
such things as bondage and dressing for pleasure.
I sat down on the bed and opened the envelop. There was a blue key and note
inside from Miko. The note said to use the key to unlock and remove the chastity
belt before I tied myself up. I took the key and unlocked the belt. I then
removed the panties that I had now worn for the last 36 hours. My sexual aroma
was very apparent. I placed the panties in a small plastic bag and placed them
in my suitcase for later use.
I set about unpacking my things, setting the restraints carefully on the floor
in the corner. Each restraint brought back many interesting times both with
myself and when playingwith Jennifer. As I pulled out the varied gags, from the
suitcase, I couldn't stop myself from trying each one on, cherishing the feeling
of losing my speech by my own hand. I think it's my oral fixation or something
like that. Bondage is never complete without a tight mouth filling gag. Between
the ball gag (my favorite), there were the latex pump gag, strap gag, and my new
ring gag, many of which would have their turn keeping me quiet tonight. I had
also threw in a large roll of grey duct tape to top off the gags. Stuffing
material, like wet panties, combined with lots of tape is a very effective gag
and one I use often.
The ring gag was new and very exciting. It was a leather lined two-inch metal
ring that had an attached strap and when it was lodged behind my teeth it held
my mouth wide open but allowed continue access to my tongue. Jennifer liked this
gag very much and would tease my tongue with a variety of objects, not to
mention using her own wet tongue several times. Forced gag kissing was always an
act that got us going. We bought two of them and when were both bound, the ring
gags made for some very exciting gag kissing and tongue play. The last three
pieces of bondage gear were my favorites.
My black leather discipline hood, with its two-inch locking collar, was first
out of the bag followed by a black leather single glove and a shiny black
leather straight jacket that I purchased last year. I had spent many hours in
that straight jacket, hooded and hobbled. I think these were some of Jennifer's
favorite pieces of bondage gear to use on me. I always enjoyed the warm embrace
of the jacket, and the crotch strap was designed extra wide to ensure that any
plugs used would stay firmly inserted. Many weekends, I ended up in one of these
three restraints at the hands of Jennifer. I remember one weekend where I was
buckled in the straightjacket from Friday night to Sunday night with the only
time free was to pee and take a shower Sunday morning, with Jennifer of course,
still bound in handcuffs. I had also modified the jacket slightly by installing
little zippers over the nipple areas. When my leather covered arms were strapped
in the arm sleeves and pulled behind me, instead of in front of me, the zippers
could be opened and my nipples teased or erotically tormented at will. Anyway,
enough of the past.
