Sexy Secretary, Erotic Fetish Games
"Do you grow weary of watching sports?"
Mistress figured she knew the answer already.
"Probably with the Olympics coming up, you'll be even more glued to the TV. Although, if I let you, you could be tied up, gagged, and blindfolded for the entire event. You could listen to cooking shows and chick flicks, which would be fun to witness you squirm helplessly. It might be a bit frustrating for you. But, the only issue would be taking care of me as a bound captive – feeding, bathroom, etc."
I'll admit, spending an entire day tied up wouldn't be awful. But, day after day might be a bit much. I've indeed spent weekends tied up before, in stories I've shared.
"Or, maybe I should present you with a challenge. If you prevail, I'll allow you to enjoy sports. And, I might even take the cage off. Game on?"
A bit of history. After Mistress returned from her lecture tour, we settled into our new open relationship. Mistress rediscovered her bi tendencies with our friend Joan from time to time. Joan also kidnapped me with Mistress' permission. She explored me in every way, and it was quite memorable as I've described in another of my stories.
And I was able to play with Sue, the stewardess friend. We met Sue and her roommates when I was taken out in public by Mistress. Mistress and I taught Sue and her friends the ropes – literally. She became kinky like us. I went with her to a fetish party and later spent another weekend with her. Either one of us was tied up the entire time.
Although, Mistress was my boss and still number one.
Our daily life went on without much change. I would dress in skirts and blouses and carry out my secretarial duties. Mistress remained popular and kept a frequent blog for her numerous followers. Her memoirs continued to sell well.
She kept me locked up again shortly after returning from her tour. I got caught masturbating one day, and that was enough. Still, she was the boss, and even in an open relationship. I missed my cage. It felt incredibly sexy that she controlled my orgasms at her will.
As we finished lunch, she looked at me mischievously. "So, is this challenge something you're up for?"
Of course, I was despite knowing Mistress might come up with creative obstacles.
"It's decided then. I'll make all the necessary arrangements. We'll do it tomorrow since it's Friday. Now, back to work, Darla."
Mistress closed her office door. Perhaps she was making calls. We wound down the day as usual. At times, I noticed her giving me a smirk, but I resisted asking what might occur the next day.
My sleep was restless that night, I believe due to anticipation. I prepared breakfast, waiting for her instructions. When I was done, she had me don a black catsuit, no skirt, and thigh-high boots. I put on my red nails and did my makeup, saving the 'fuck me' red lipstick for the end. I also put on a long red wig and gathered it into a ponytail.
I admired myself in the mirror. Dressing and makeup were exciting activities, especially with Mistress watching me. As I always did after dressing, I lit a Winston and cherished the guilty pleasure.
"Looking good, really nice, Darla. Now, finish your cigarette, then rinse your mouth out. You'll understand why later."
I complied and walked out to the living room. Joan walked in, stunning as usual, wearing a silk blouse on top of a leather skirt. Mistress also wore a similar outfit. My clit throbbed in my cage.
We exchanged air kisses, careful not to smudge the lipstick. After conversing for a few minutes, the doorbell rang again. Mistress answered and Sue entered, dressed in a catsuit. We exchanged kisses, too, and discussed matters briefly.
"Let's begin, ladies. Darla, you'll be the one tied up for the challenge. It's not necessary, but it's more fitting, I believe. Sue, would you be kind enough to tie her up damsel in distress-style?"
Certainly, Mistress. I've enjoyed tying Darla up, and I don't get many chances. Hands behind you, Darla. Follow the usual procedures.
I certainly did what was asked of me. I placed my palms together behind my back, and Sue quickly bound them tightly. I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in her ability. She managed to create a secure chest harnessaround my DDs, cinching it tightly on either side. There was no chance of it slipping down. I took a seat and Sue tied my ankles and just above my knees.
"Great job Sue. I don't think Darcy is going anywhere. How about it baby?"
I confirmed that I was not leaving without assistance.
"All right, here's the task at hand. We'll place a cushion in front of the sofa so you can get on your knees comfortably, then blindfold you. We'll take turns sitting in front of you. You'll have to identify each of us using only your tongue. If you can identify all three correctly, you'll be allowed to watch the Olympics. If you get one right, you can watch some of it, but not as much as you'd prefer. If you miss all three, you might be tied up for the entire two weeks. By the way, the cage remains on you throughout the entire game."
Themistress overlaid a blindfold with a nostril opening over my eyes, making it impossible to see through it. She whispered in my ear.
"If you only get one, let it be me!"
"Okay, ladies, it's the turn of the first contestant. And no moaning, no matter how much Darcy tries."
The pressure was on me. I knew if I got only one wrong and it wasn't Mistress, I was in big trouble.
I felt the hands pulling me forward and went to work. Since all three were shaved, that wasn't much assistance. I licked, nibbled, and sucked, hoping for an incidental moan. No such luck. There was a lot of pleasant panting, but nothing more. In terms of pleasure, there was plenty for me. I loved this.
I was pulled back.
"That's enough. I'm starting to think a moan was about to happen. Take a drink of water to refresh your palate."
I sipped through a straw, enjoying the brief break. I didn't know who the first contestant was, but I had a feeling it wasn't Mistress. I pondered whether she'd go first or last.
I was pulled forward again and thrust my tongue into the next shaved pussy. I did my best to please the woman in front of me and hoped for a vocal clue. No luck there, but she kept her hands behind my head, so she seemed to be enjoying herself.
Before I could induce an orgasm, I was pulled back and given another drink of water and a brief pause.
"We're down to the last contestant, Darcy."
I was pulled towards yet another pussy. I immediately recognized it as Mistress's because I'd tasted it many times, and it was unmistakable. I tried extra hard to please her, hoping that if I got the other two wrong, Mistress would be merciful later.
I thrust my tongue deep into her, attempting to connect as closely as possible. When I thought I needed to breathe, she pulled me even deeper and began to pant. I was completely soaked as she came. She was so in control that she made no sound other than her breathing.
She pushed me back and I was again offered water. The blindfold was removed, and I looked at the three satisfied faces.
"My, my Darcy. You're quite a mess. Let's reapply your lipstick."
Mistress touched it up before applying a new layer of long-lasting lipstick. Even that couldn't withstand what had just transpired. She inserted a cigarette between my lips and lit it for me. As the women enjoyed their shared post-coital cigarette, I watched as they passed the cigarette pack back and forth.
"Alright, Darcy, let's hear your guesses. You should be aware of the stakes."
"First of all, each one of you is delicious, sexy, and fantastic."
"Flattery will get you nowhere, Darcy. Let's hear your real answers."
"Mistress was number three. I think number one was Joan and number two was Sue."
Mistress smiled.
"I suspected you would be able to identify me. I was number three. You missed the other two. I'm somewhat disappointed in you, but overall not too bad. You'll be able to watch some of the Olympics."
I had no complaints.
"One more thing. Sue and I had a small wager. She bet you would correctly identify her pussy. I bet you wouldn't. If she won, she could have you for the rest of the weekend. Since you missed, Sue is a little upset. Why don't you give it another try, if you're up for it."
"Yes!"
"Alright, okay. Let's tie up Sue like you are. Damsel in distress style."
Mistress and Joan collaborated, rendering Sue as helpless as I was.
"Check out this game. Joan and I are going to tie up, gag, and blindfold Darla. You'll be blindfolded but not gagged. We'll place you a good distance apart. If you can locate Darla and give her a blowjob, you'll get to keep her for the rest of the weekend. Joan and I will have a cigarette and a glass of wine, enjoying the spectacle."
I observed as a blindfold was placed over Sue's eyes. A similar blindfold with a nose cutout was fitted on my face, ensuring it couldn't be removed. A two-inch red ball gag was shoved in my mouth, effectively silencing me. Both of us were hogtied and handcuffed before being rolled onto our sides to expose our clits.
Sue was moved to her spot and freed from her bindings.
"Take your time, Sue. We'll give you fifteen minutes. If you succeed, Darla is yours to do as you please. If not, I hope your vibrator is charged. The clock starts now."
I could hear the sound of lighters flicking and bottles being opened. Sue demanded, "Darla, make some noise."
I could only muffle my words through the gag. Despite being hogtied, I tried to make some noise using my feet.
I heard Sue move around with difficulty. Mistress' laughter echoed, commenting on the endearing sight of two desperate women.
"This is great fun watching the two of you struggle. It gets me rather turned on. Darla, you need to help Sue."
Mistress' arousal was shown through her sighs as she focused on Joan's pussy. She couldn't help but make noises of delight. Joan was also aroused by their actions, which they could tell by her heavy breathing.
Their amusement was interrupted when Sue reached me.
"Almost there, Darla. Please be ready when I get to you."
I braced myself, anticipating an orgasm.
Sue successfully found me and climbed on top of me. She began kissing my face around the gag. As the time ran out, Sue found my clit and started sucking it.
"Almost time, Sue. You'd better be prepared."
I could feel the climax pouring into Sue's mouth. Mistress declared that it was in the nick of time and suggested untying Sue.
"Should we release her?"
"Let's leave her tied up for the time being. It's dark outside and I'll take her in this state."
After Sue left and we chatted for a while, Joan expressed her dislike of being alone.
"Can I stay over?"
Mistress pulled Joan into a passionate kiss.
"Stay with me."
Sue started the car, lit her Winston, and glanced at me.
"You've said that Mistress has kept you tied up all weekend. I may have to try it myself."
I thought to myself as we left that I must be the luckiest woman on earth. "Please be gentle, Sue."
Sue smirked at me, her voice sinister. "Don't count on it."
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