Mark sat on the bed bent over tying his shoes. He looked up as Jenny came in with her long blonde hair hanging free and wearing a white tank top and yellow running shorts.
"Hey babe," she said in a broken English with a German accent. "Want to play?"
"I'm afraid to ask," he said.
"I want to sit on your face."
"Yes!" she said excitedly. "Again."
"I'm not sure," he said.
"Take off your clothes and lie down for me," she said as a demand as much as a request.
As he pulled his shirt off, she pulled a low storage box out from under the bed.
As he unbuckled his jeans and pulled them off, she took out a pair of shackles and examined them.
As he pulled his underpants off, she took out several long lengths of cotton clothesline rope.
Mark then lay down, completely naked. Jenny shackled his wrists together securely. Taking one of the ropes, she tied it in the middle to the chain connecting his shackled hands together and double-knotted it so that his shackles couldn't slide along the rope and let him roll from side to side. She then tied each loose end of the rope to each side of the bed frame.
She then took another long rope and tied his knees together, again double-knotting it. Again, she tied each loose end to each side of the bed frame so that he can't swing his legs up or side-to-side to throw her off like he did several times last time.
Lastly, she tied his ankles together and tied the loose ends to the bed frame just like the other ropes so that he can't bend his legs at his knees and roll his torso over with his feet.
Jenny then pulled her running shorts off, revealing a pink panty. Climbing into the bed, she sat on his chest and smiled down at him. "Ready to rumble?"
"No," he said as he struggled against the ropes.
"Yes," she squealed with delight as she slid her crotch over his face and sat. Setting her feet flat on the floor, she settled her full weight on his face, not that she weighed all that much anyway. She clamped her knees together tightly as she reached for her bedside clock and stared intently at it. She announced every 15 seconds that passed.
Mark started struggling earnestly after 45 seconds. Unlike the last time, he couldn't roll his torso from side to side because his knees and ankles were tied tightly with a taut rope to either side of the bed frame.
"One minute, fifteen!"
"One minute, thirty!"
"One minute, forty five!"
"Two minutes, fifteen!"
"Two minutes, thirty!"
When she announced, "Two minutes, forty five!" she rolled off him, draping one of her legs across his chest. He gasped rapidly and coughed a few times, struggling to catch his breath.
"That was fun!" she squealed. She climbed out of bed and put her running shorts back on. "I'm going for a run, babe. I'll be back soon."
"Wait!" he cried "Untie me!"
"No!" she scolded. "We're doing it again when I return."