Jessica was very gratified about how the gig went and relived the experience in her mind over and over after she got home. Her parents were relieved, too, that there weren't any technical problems or issues with the crowd.

However, Jessica's memory of the events earlier in the day was soon pushed out of the way by her throbbing nipples. Ever since Mike had locked the chained clamps on them, her nibs had been perpetually erect and sometimes all she could think of was how much she wanted them to be sucked. When Mike did suck on them, she pulled his head firmly into her and told him not to stop. She even came once just from Mike's suction, they were that stiff and the pulses she felt in them were so strong.

When she would start thinking about how much she wanted them attended to, it would make her extremely wet and so she was masturbating more now, almost every night, sometimes twice a day, and the orgasms were much more devastating than they had been before when diddling herself.

It generally made it harder to concentrate, too, but her not wanting to let Mike and the rest of the band down made herself focus on learning and performing the tunes as they should be. The same thing would happen with practice. She eventually taught herself to get so lost in what she was learning that the sensations being generated in her nipples by the locked rings weighted down by the chain between them were moved to the back of her mind for the time being. But once she stopped practicing, she would inevitably pull her top and bra off and begin pinching and rolling her boob ducts before her righthand would slip underneath her panties and rub herself into neverneverland.

In her subconscious, she liked the fact that even though Mike wasn't there, he was still controlling her sexually, which jacked up the euphoria she experienced when she made herself cum.

Monday, Mike came over around 11 a.m. and picked Jessica up. Pulling into a pocket park, he got out and, after grabbing his book bag, had Jessica follow him to a bench just down the path from the bathroom. Mike told her to wait a minute and checked to make sure nobody was in the head. The park itself was deserted. He returned to his seat next to Jessica and reached into the bag and pulled out something wrapped in a plastic bag. "Hey babe, I want you to put this on." "What is it?" :All Jessica could make of it was a bunch of straps and buckles. Go into the bathroom and see ip. I really want to see what you look like in it." "Okay," she consented reluctantly.

When she rolled into the head, she tore the plastic package apart and extracted the apparel Mike was so hots on for her to put on. Mike, checking to make sure nobody was watching him, then entered the bathroom and closed and locked the door behind him. She stared at the white strap harness and tried to figure out how she was supposed to wear it. "Okay babe, take off all of your clothes and I'll help you into it." She dutifully removed her blouse and, after kicking her shoes off, pushed her pants partway down before Mike grabbed them and slipped them completely off. "All of it, babe, your panties and bra, too." She undid her bra, which was a relief since it was rubbing against her erect nipples. She lifted her hips slightly and her panties glided down her skinny legs and on to the concrete floor. Mike slipped the harness up her legs and then pulled the little thong-like section of it against her pussy and butt before bringing the straps through her arms and snapping the neck part of it on just above her collar bone. Now that the harness was on, Mike reached into his bag again and she recognized the package as being pantyhose. Except it wasn't. When she opened the package containing the sheer white leggings, she discovered that they were actually thigh high stockings with a nice design at the top of the thigh. She pulled them on and then looked up to Mike for approval. "Okay, stand up, babe," he ordered. She pushed herself out of the chair and he grabbed her before she would have wobbled and fallen down. Raising her slightly away from him, his eyes had lunch on how she looked. "Fuck, you look so hot ip. Damn!" Her nipples, which had been throbbing the entire time, needed to be sucked. She wanted his mouth on them so bad!

He lowered her back into her wheelchair, but pulled her forward so that her head was about half way down the chairback and she was in a half sitting position. He held her legs open and took a gander at her bald little slit. After fingering her a bit to ensure that she was wet, he pulled his cock out and began fucking her hard and fast, He pulled on the chain of her nipple rings, which made her moan. Her eyes rolled up in her head as he continued to screw her tight, shallow pussy. She was panting now and then came in a lurching, convulsing seat cushion soaking moment of soul piercing pleasure. Two minutes later, he rifled his manjuice deep into her and then pulled out and had her clean his messy cock up with her mouth. He gently let himself fall on his wallet on the floor as he watched his effluent pour out of her thoroughly slimed cunt while she caught her breath.

He didn't know why he liked teasing her or treating her this way, but he just thought it was fun and stimulating. Likewise, she didn't understand why she found what he did to her so provocative, but she just knew she couldn't stop wanting more. He stood up and looked into her eyes and saw that they were a little glassy, as she began to travel to sub space again. "Okay babe, follow me so I can get a better look at you." She automatically heeded his command and it wasn't until he opened the door to the bathroom that she woke up. "Hey, wait, I need to get dressed!" she blurted. "You can get dressed in the car babe. By the way, I want you to wear that harness until I tell you you can take it off." He pulled the arms of her wheelchair toward him until she was about a foot out the door. She reflexively covered her boobs while his eyes traveled the length of her petite figure. He pulled on the chain and she let out a stifled moan. Her heart was beating eight to the bar. "Okay babe, let's go to the car," He grabbed one of the handles of her wheelchair and slowly rolled her toward their parking spot. She felt the summer warmth hit her skin and the subtle breeze on it, too. Cum was now dampening the little strip of cloth in front of her pussy as it leaked out of her. He stopped just in front of the passenger door and took another long look at her. "Seriously ip, you look fucking sweet right now." She smiled faintly as she just wanted to get into the car. She slid off her chair and faced straight ahead, hoping nobody saw them.

He got behind the wheel and then handed her pants and blouse to her. "I want you to leave your bra off for now," he told her, and lobbed it into the backseat. She hurriedly put the pants and blouse on. After turning the key in the ignition, he looked over at her and saw her nipples making a big dent in the cotton of her blouse and laughed to himself about the eyeful that other motorists were about to get.

He drove around the major thoroughfares that cut through town and Jessica felt the intensity of the stares of guys who noticed her bulging nipples only half concealed by the white material of her shirt. Because of the collar on the harness, she had buttoned the blouse all the way up, but at a stoplight, he undid it and also the first three buttons that covered her chest and pulled it open so that her cleavage and just the barest bit of aureola was visible. "Stop covering yourself, ip," he sternly warned. She slowly pulled her arms away. Her face was flushed in embarrassment and it wasn't helping that her nipples were throbbing again, the soft material lightly stroking the head of her teats as the car moved down the road.

At the next stoplight, Mike pinched the fabric hiding the chain of her nipples rings and used it to pull several times on it. She moaned and felt a surge in the rate of pulsation in her nipples. Her pussy was a mess now, so wet with the stimulation of the shame and his literally yanking her chain. Finally, he pulled into the drive through of a fast food joint. He reached over to Jessica's shirt as they sat there in line and pulled the chain several more times. He also undid one more button on her blouse and pulled the material away from her body. She went to button it up again, but his hand caught hers and he told her to leave her blouse that way.  She knew that whoever was handling the drive through responsibilities was going to get a bigtime peep of her tits. She shifted around nervously on her seat, hoping that the wet spot in her crotch hadn't soaked her pants enough to be noticeable. Mike ordered for both of them (two orders of large fries and two medium cokes) and the male voice at the other end of it recapitulated it and told Mike to move forward. About five minutes later, he was at the opening in the wall from where the employee handed out the food and collected the money. When he turned to Mike as he announced how much to pay, his eye immediately went to Jessica and got a nice diagonal from above look at her right boob and nipple. The employee slowed his movements down and leisurely handed Mike the bag with the fries in it before picking up each coke and transferring it to Mike, who gave one to Jessica. It was now obvious what else the employee was looking at and Mike amicably remarked to him, "yeah, she has a nice pair of tits, doesn't she?" before laughing to himself and putting his foot on the accelerator and pulling into a parking space near the front of the restaurant. Jessica sat silently, beginning her journey to her mental shangri-la as she picked at her fries while Mike slyly observed the behavior of the guys walked past them on their way into the restaurant. He counted at least half a dozen guys who tried to conceal the fact that they were looking down a 17 year old girl's blouse, a couple who made no secret of it and a few others who totally blew their chance to get a glimpse of Jessica's soft mammaries. Mike kept pulling on the chain through her blouse, too, and she tried to keep her mouth closed when she moaned.

They wiped their hands off, using one of those moist towelettes they give you, and he backed out of his parking spot to get back on the road. As they waited to make the turn, he slipped his righthand into her blouse and fondled her right boob, feeling the stiffness of her nipple. She moaned again and her legs were rubbing against each other while they headed to Mike's house.

"You're such a good girl, Jessica," he praised. He intentionally said that to make it ambiguous, as it could have been taken to compliment her general decency as a human being, or an obedient little subbie. Her head, though, was against the seat back and her eyes were half closed as the back of her mind worked to calculate the number of sensations and emotions she felt that lunchtime and reacted to that with more endorphins. She felt how tight the harness was on her body, which added to the signals she continued to receive from her half exposed nipples.

Pulling into the driveway, he told her to put her bra back on and button her blouse up because he didn't want his mom to get any inkling what was going on. When the finally exited the car, though, the garage door opened and her mom was reversing her car out of its shelter. She stopped when she saw her son and his girlfriend. "I'm going to lunch with the girls, Mikey. Be good!" she brightly informed him. "Okay mom, have fun!" he replied. "Cool!" he thought to himself as he rolled Jessica to the door and into the house. They went into the living room and Mike entreated her to have a seat on the couch. They immediately started making out and he soon had Jessica's blouse open. "Mike, please suck my nipples," she begged. He peeled her blouse off of her, leaving her upper body in only the harness. "Fuck, I can't believe she lets me do this," he said to himself. He began sucking, licking and oh so lightly biting her nipples. "God yes!" Jessica rejoiced loudly, as his suction elevated the pulsing she felt in her teats.

He began to tease her. Pulling off her left nipple, he looked her straight in the eye and asked her if she wanted it sucked some more. "Oh yes honey., please!" as she reached behind his head to try to force his mouth back on the throbbing nub. He batted her right nipple between his fingers and ordered her to plead her case for him sucking her breasts again. "God Mike, these nipple rings make them throb so much. Please suck them for me!" As her jewel like dark brown eyes stared into his own peepers, he noticed her mouth was half open. "God, she wants it so much right now," Mike realized. "He dove in and sucked both of her nipples for all he was worth and she was having a good old time. She panted, sighed, yelped and gasped, and was now in thrall to his lips and tongue. He looked down at her crotch and saw that it was now drenched in a mix of his cum and her liquid desire. He decided to take her upstairs before this sofa ended up stained, too.

He had her hold her blouse and lifted her on to his shoulders and to his bedroom. He dropped her on to the foot of his bed. He then turned around and took a framed poster he had recently gotten off the wall. She wondered what he was doing, but the truth was that he wanted an excuse to have nailed a sturdy hook into the stud behind the drywall. He went to his bag again and withdrew a long piece of jute rope. "Take your clothes off Jessica, but leave the harness on," he said. She left her clothes neatly folded on his bed. He broke out a folding chair from a corner of the room and placed it under the hook. He picked Jessica up and sat her in it. "Here, bend over, babe," he urged. She then felt the rope being looped under the rear shoulder straps of the harness and pulled up on it. When she was straightened up, he quickly wrapped the rope around the hook, knotted it off and stepped back. For the first time since he had first met her, he could take his time gazing at how she looked while vertical. He took the red cuffs Jessica experienced the last time he bound her and cuffed her hands in front of her. "Damn, white looks so good against her skin," he evaluated. She hung there wordlessly, only her toes able to touch the ground every now and then. He walked up to her and sucked on her nipples for a couple of minutes while he rubbed her sloppy pussy. She was now moaning and squirming. He inserted two fingers into her twat after moving the material of the thong to one side and ended up with some remnants of his seed on them. He pushed the fingers between Jessica's lips and her tongue washed the fluid off of his digits.

He saw her eyes roll up in her head again and then she just suddenly shuddered and came hard, panting and hyperventilating like she was possessed. He watched her with fascination. He knew he was going to have to cut her down pretty soon because her upper body wasn't that strong to have that degree of strain placed on it. Plus he didn't know if the hook was going to hold out, either. But it was just so erotic to see his girlfriend getting high off of his tormenting of her , if one wants to call it that, of her. He took his cock out of his pants again and stroked himself, ultimately opting to blast his spunk into her cute little innie navel. He then put a couple of fingers under the descending stream of his cum and after enough had moistened them, he brought it up to Jessica's mouth, where she licked them off.

She stared rather blankly at him, her mind transported far enough away to where she didn't feel the extent of the burden that was placed on her shoulders by the rope and the harness. He put the chair back under her and untied the rope, whereupon she slowly dropped into the sheet of cold, hard metal that separated her butt from the floor.

The harness was pretty much useless now since Mike didn't want it ruined by continued exposure to her ongoing wetness. He unsnapped the neck part of it and took it down to the floor, where he had Jessica step out of it. He peered into the thong part and furtively sniffed the damp fabric. Jessica had her eyes closed  like she had just been tranquilized. He slapped her face very gingerly and ordered her to get dressed, as he had no idea how much longer it would be until his mom returned. He also decided to give her some relief from the nipple rings to help her recover her senses.

She soporifically pulled her clothes back on and sat next to Mike on his bed. He turned to her, hugged her and kissed her gently. "Come on babe, let's go for a walk." He took her back downstairs and sat her back in her wheelchair. He made her power the chair herself. When they started down the sidewalk past his house, Mike asked, "how do you feel, babe?" "So peaceful," she revealed. He occasionally playfully tickled her while talking about new songs they should learn. A half hour later, they returned to his home and they went back upstairs. She was alert now and they spent the rest of the day watching You Tube, looking at tabs of songs and trying to play some of them just for fun.

His mom brought back some dessert from the restaurant at which she had eaten with her friends. Mike snatched her plate out of her hand and fed it to her forkful by forkful. This gallant gesture made Jessica giggle and smile, which warmed his heart. His cock was stone again, but he figured he wasn't going to push things any further. Somebody was going to have to take that harness to a dry cleaner's though. That was going to be embarrassing. However, he also thanked God for the internet, from where he could get this bondage gear even though he was still a minor.

Mike was irrepressible, though, and shortly before he had to take her home for dinner, he asked her why she hadn't learned to deep throat yet. "I didn't know you were serious about that baby," she said. She wasn't repelled when he brought the subject up. Her only thought was to please him. He went over to his bag of tricks again and pulled out a package, something wrapped in plastic. Using one of his keys to slash the package open, he handed her an eight inch rubberized gel dildo and told her he wanted her to be able to gobble it all into her mouth. She giggled and blushed at the thought. He also warned her to take her time and not hurt herself and that she can find information on the internet how to do it. "If you can't take my cock all the way to my balls by the end of next month, you will be punished," he lectured her. "Okay sweety, if that's what you want," she accommodated.

"Oh, one more thing ip," Mike alerted her. "Open your blouse and take your bra off." She stared at him while her bra and blouse seemed to come off by reflex. He snagged the nipple rings and locked them back on her, hoping that the lust they create in her will motivate her to want to learn to suck all eight inches of the sex toy. She took it from him, examined it, and then asked him how she could hide it while getting into her house. He told her to stick put it in the waistband of her pants near the small of her back and then, once she got into her room, put it in one of her guitar cases because it was pretty unlikely her mom would look in there.

By the time she was ready for bed that night, her nipples were pulsing again. She didn't even bother to put her pajama top on. She lay back in bed and rolled her nipples between the fingers of both hands, alternately pulling on the chain and stroking them, too. She was super wet now and  didn't just want a mouth and tongue on her standing nubs. She stopped and got up and crawled over to the guitar case for the Alexi Laiho model and drew the dildo out of a compartment inside it. She was soon reclining on her bed and had her legs bent close to her body. As she played with her left nipple, she used her righthand to slowly force the head of the artificial cock through her opening. As she did so, she enjoyed the full feeling, like the one she got when Mike was inside her. Then she pulled and pushed it in and out, occasionally giving it a turn, too, and within ten minutes, she was cumming all over the dildo while she pinched her nipple hard, leaving her content and sending her into a deep, restful slumber.

Mike woke her up with a phone call at just after 9 a.m. "Hey babe, did you practice sucking that dildo I gave you last night?" he inquired. "No I didn't sweety. I'm sorry!" Her heart was beginning to beat as she waited for his anger to manifest itself. Devilishly, he asked her if she had done anything else with it. "Yeah," she giggled. "Oh really?" he reacted. "Yeah, I masturbated with it, honey," she said, giggling again. "That's cool ip. You can continue to use it for that if you want. But I want you to spend the next two days doing nothing but learning to deep throat and playing guitar, do you understand?" "Okay honey. I will." "Okay baby, see you Thursday."

She was wide awake now and it was then she noticed that she didn't put her pajama top back on. "Good thing my mom didn't come in my room," she thought to herself as she traced her fingers around the nipple rings and what they were locked on to. She took a shower, by which time her nipples were in full throttle throb mode. She put her clothes on and, after eating breakfast, she returned to her room and unhooked her bra. Laying on her back, she fingered her nipples and started licking the head of the dildo. She attempted to relax her throat while she pushed the rubber penis between her lips and over her tongue, but about three inches in, her gag reflex kicked in and she pulled the cock back out.

She resolved to take Mike's advice and look up info on the net about it. One trick was apparently commence the quest using just the business end of a toothbrush and just keep putting it as deep in your mouth as often as you can. Since it isn't as intrusive as the dildo Mike gave her, it makes the adjustment by your throat easier. So that's what Jessica did, going to the bathroom and snaring her toothbrush, Plus if her mom caught her practicing a toothbrush would look a lot more innocent than an eight inch rubber phallus.

By the time Thursday rolled around, it was becoming progressively easier for her to get the toothbrush deep into her mouth. Mike smiled at her dedication to him. The truth was that Mike actually didn't really care if she could do it or not because she would suck his cock anytime he wanted. But he was trying to keep things stimulating for both of them and she seemed to like being told what to do. The main thing, though, was holding on to her.

Mike also did some work of his own on the whole issue of her getting off on his what he does to her. He got into a BDSM chat room on the net and started asking questions. "Hi everyone. I'm 22 years old and just asked my girlfriend to move in with me. But the thing is, she seems to really get off on being tied up and being told what to do. At times, she gets into a state like she's on drugs or something. Can anyone tell me what's happening?"

One of the room participants responded, "yeah, she's going into sub space." "Sub space?" "Yeah. That's when she totally surrenders to the will of the dominant because it feels good to her." "Yeah, the other day, I had her bound in a harness and her eyes rolled and then I saw that look in them. Really glassy." "Yep, sounds like sub space to me!" "

"The other thing is that I don't want to hurt her. I love her and she likes being tied up and restrained, but how do I do it and guarantee I won't hurt her?" "With bondage, you have to take it really slow and make sure you talk about the experience thoroughly." Someone else then chimed in, "BDSM is predicated on trust and mutual benefit. You apparently have a need to dominate her and she has a need to be submissive. But that can be in almost any form. Many couples just do it as bedroom kink. Others as a 24/7 lifestyle.  Some just want to be tied up and tickled, other people want the crap beaten out of them. There's a whole range."

"Yeah, in the reading I've been doing, the formality and all the rules aren't really my thing, so I would just like to keep it as something fun to do for her and I." "You gotta remember, though., dude, that when you use rope, you can do a lot of damage pretty quickly. So you have to know what you're doing. I'll PM you some videos and books that might help you. Until you really get a handle on how to properly tie someone up, use cuffs. Also, never, ever, leave the room a tied up or restrained person is in because of the potential for sudden health issues."

"What kind of rope should I use?" "It depends on your subby and your level of skill. Some subs may be allergic to certain kinds of rope or they just have sensitive skin in general. Probably to start off, you should use something soft like silk. Keep it clean, too, and if it starts getting frayed or old looking, throw it out to prevent possible injury to your partner. You can also treat rope to make it softer. But whatever you decide, pay attention to ensuring that their blood supply to their limbs or any other part of their body isn't being inhibited."

"How far should I go with the whole humiliation thing?" "It depends on your partner. Some want no humiliation, some want full on mortifying public exposure. If you haven't gotten any feedback from your partner on that, you need to ask them. Or just push their limits little bit by little bit, but respect them when they throw the 'no going beyond this point' sign up or you can drive them off. And try not to do anything that will endanger their public reputation or employment possibilities. Keep it fun and private."

"One other thing: sometimes you will end up with a subbie who wants to please no matter what and they will even endanger themselves to satisfy their dominant. So you have to keep a careful eye on your subbie and sometimes save them from themselves, if that's warranted. Not too much fun when your session ends with the police entering into it." "Thanks guys, you've really helped. I'll talk with her and see where it goes from here and take the precautions you've suggested. Good night!" "Goodnight and good bondage! *lol."

Mike was a little overwhelmed by the seeming complexity of it all. There was so much about his relationship with Jessica that was new to him. She seemed too good to be true but Mike still had an innate need to push her buttons for his own entertainment and stimulation and he was uncertain just where that so-called "no going beyond this point" sign was. On the other hand, when he watched her play guitar or even just held her, it thrilled his heart. He wasn't into anal sex or anything unhygienic nor did he care for violence very much. Making her expose herself in public, though, was epic to him for some reason he couldn't fathom. Maybe he wanted her to put all her cards out on the table or something. Maybe they are two peas in a pod. That is, before the relationship with Mike, she was always, though involuntarily, so cloistered. By making her expose herself in public to the degrees he did he was liberating her. Or maybe he was using her as an extension of his own personal frustration. He was annoyed with the games women played, their passive-aggressiveness, irrationality and his own inability as a male in this society to expose himself without severe public sanctions. He just didn't know how to neatly summarize the dynamic between them. It definitely appeared, however, that they needed each other.