Old Friends (Janet and Toni Fanfic)

Chapter 33

Toni

At that moment I could literally see all of her intentions wash over her face. Everything she was going to say and do to me for the rest of the night was right there in her eyes. My chest heaved. I had never seen her so serious about something.

"I'm tying you up tonight," she started casually, climbing off of me. "Come here."

I followed Janet to another corner of the room where there was a bondage table. I just stood there and looked at it, knowing she was going to ask me to lie down, but I wasn't so sure about it.

"Toni," she said. "Look at me, baby. In my eyes."

I turned to face her. I couldn't really read the expression on her face. It was almost too dark.

"Can you see me? You know I'm not going to hurt you, right?"

"Well..."

"Toni, come on."

"Yeah," I said, sounding a little more convinced. "I know."

"I just wanna make your body feel heaven-bound," she spoke lowly, leaning closer into my face. "I want you to really feel me. So lay down for me, and let me do that for you."

I nodded my head, finally buying into the whole thing. She wouldn't hurt me. I knew that. I just had to open my mind up a little more. She smiled sweetly, then guided me onto the bench where I lay down.

Janet also climbed onto the table, but stood on her knees in front of me where she pulled me forcefully to her by my legs. I gasped. My panties were ripped right off of me, and my legs were suspended from stirrups that hung from the ceiling. Then she tied my hands together with handcuffs, this time lined in velvet, above my head. I was now one hundred percent helpless and completely at her mercy.

She stood back and looked at me, like she was admiring a piece of art. "This is perfect," she said to herself. "Are you comfortable?" Janet asked me while walking away to the other side of the room.

"As comfortable as I can be in bondage..." I thought it was a silly question to ask, but I told her she could have her way tonight, so I tried not to be so belligerent.

"Good, baby," she answered back. I don't think she really cared what my answer was one way or the other, but she asked out of courtesy. I could hear her rummaging through the fridge now, and my mind was wired with possibilities of what she had planned for us tonight. As I relaxed a little bit more, I finally began to see the excitement in the whole thing. I was totally at the will of my lover. It really was sexy. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine myself in her shoes, being the one tying her up, bossing her around... I really couldn't. But if, at any point she wanted me to, I'd find my inner dominatrix for her. She was somewhere.

"Don't keep me waiting too long, Jan. Please." I called after a moment, now becoming restless. It was the not knowing that had me on edge. What was she thinking about? What was she planning?

"I'm coming, don't worry..."

Janet came back with her arms full of things. She set them all down on another table nearby, then approached me with a blindfold and a facial expression that made me want to sink down and be as little as possible. She could be so intimidating sometimes.

"You look so sexy tied up like that, I promise," she said. "Lift your head up, rest it on my lap."

The blindfold was tied tightly around my eyes, and once she was done, a ginger kiss was placed on the corner of my mouth.

"You trust me, don't you?" She whispered. I licked my lips and nodded, letting out a long breath of air. "Don't be afraid to scream; I've sound-proofed these walls for a reason... and if you're wondering if there is a safe word, I don't believe in them."