Chapter 42

Laura reached under the bed and pulled up a coil of rope, which had served Karen and her well during several exciting encounters. Brandi's eyes widened.

"Pretty white lady, you more kinky than I thought," she said.

Laura smiled. "How else can I make you helpless?"

"You made me speechless, I can tell you that," Brandi grinned. "What do you want first, my ankles or my wrists?"

"You're willing?"

Brandi leaned forward and kissed her, a scorching, steaming kiss. "What do you think," she breathed. "Tie me up and fuck me. Make me come like you do."

"Mmmmm," Laura smiled, looping several coils of rope around Brandi's wrists and tying them to one of the bed posts.

Even without further action, Brandi was wildly desireable, her glossy, magnificent body rippling and flexing as her arms were upraised unnaturally over her head and lashed to the bed. Laura's breath was momentarily taken away just by looking at her.

"God, you're gorgeous," she sighed.

Brandi smiled. "Are you going to rape me?"

Laura nodded.

"Are you going to hurt me?"

Laura shook her head.

"I'm used to physical pain, you know," Brandi said softly, ambiguously. "I'm pretty tough."

Laura couldn't resist the urge to slide up between Brandi's spread legs and slither her tongue deep into the girl's pussy. Brandi gasped excitedly, her incredible body clenching in quick spasms of pleasure.

"Ohhh!"

"You're all mine now," Laura murmured.

"Ohhhh Laura... god, you're right," Brandi panted, squirming.

Now, working very slowly since she knew from experience how exciting it was to be very carefully tied up, she wrapped the rope around Brandi's ankles. First she pulled one down to the right corner bedpost and tied it there. Then, looking deep and meaningfully into Brandi's eyes, she pulled her other leg wide apart and tied that ankle to the other bedpost.

Now Brandi was totally trapped, her beautiful, strong legs spread wide, her wet, gleaming pussy open and vulnerable. And the look in her eyes was far more complex, a swirl of sexual excitement and fear and thrilled anxiety.

Laura swarmed all over her, rubbing their naked bodies together, running her fingers along the fantastic muscles, licking them as she had their first night together. Brandi began to squirm and quiver.

"You're all mine now," Laura kept whispering to her as she kissed and caressed Brandi's incredible body. "If you think exercise is a torment, wait until I've finished with you."

"Oh!" Brandi gasped.

Laura was very good at this, having practiced on Karen, Rina, Yvette, and Chanitra, until she could prolong the agony for nearly half an hour, constantly turning up the juice, then pulling back, until her victim was literally quivering and mewling with uncontrollable need. She knew she had to reduce Brandi to such a state before Brandi would have the kinds of orgasms she herself had experienced a few minutes earlier.

And Brandi was truly a feast. Laura explored every inch of the Ms. Olympia body, kissing Brandi in places where she had never been kissed before, kneading and licking and sucking her hard flesh, tonguing and sucking her thick black nipples, breathing in her ear, and every now and then returning to her flowing pussy to tease and tongue-tickle it until Brandi's back was arching, her muscles clenching, and the breath catching in her throat.

Something about all that sleek, coiled, tensile strength arching and squirming and flexing as she caressed Brandi aroused Laura wildly.

"And now, I'm going to tie up the rest of you," she murmured.

The rope was very long, and there was plenty left. She began by pulling it up over Brandi's shoulders, then looping it under her breasts, pulling the coils tight, but not too tight. Brandi's small, hard breasts bulged, her large nipples flaring and swelling. A look of muted terror came into her eyes.

"I didn't know you were going to do that," she panted, still so sexually excited she could barely speak.

"Oh... I'm going to do much more than that," Laura said softly, alluringly, looking at Brandi from beneath her eyelashes.

"Oh Laura..."

Before continuing, Laura bent her head and tickled Brandi's bulging, protruding, glossy black nipples with her tongue, driving the girl crazy. Brandi squirmed and whimpered. When her nipples were wet and excited, Laura proceeded to draw the rope down through Brandi's crotch, then around one hip, then through her crotch again and around the other hip, trapping Brandi's swollen cuntlips between the strands of rope.

Next she crisscrossed the rope over the hard ripples of Brandi's incredible stomach, finally knotting it in the small of her back. Now Brandi was tightly bound, and somehow even more desireable than Laura had anticipated, apparently because of her muscles. She was helpless, and the look of fear mixed with pliancy in her eyes showed it.

"You're not going to hurt me?" she whimpered softly.

"Mmmmm, a moment ago you were telling me how tough you are," Laura whispered.

"Don't hurt me. Just fuck me."

Laura kissed her, a scorching kiss, rubbing her naked body against Brandi's and the ropes. She slid downward and tongued and sucked Brandi's inflamed pussy for about three minutes, until Brandi was writhing and groaning uncontrollably with need. She was almost where Laura wanted her. Laura slithered up and dangled her own breasts in Brandi's face, letting her suck them, remembering how hot that made her when Karen did it to her under similar circumstances. She knew how Brandi loved her breasts.

And Brandi tried to swallow them, tearing at Laura's nipples with her mouth. When she got one between her lips, she sucked it so hard that Laura yelped with pain and excitement.

"Aiiyyee!" she cried out, feeling a sharp squirt of wild sexual pleasure surge through her body. "Oh god, you really want me to fuck you hard, don't you," she chanted to Brandi.

"Yes."

"Are you going to scream? Do I have to gag you?"

"Yes!"

By now the fire in Brandi's eyes was more uncontrolled and raging and delirious than Laura had ever seen it. She knew the girl was about to explode, to come more violently than she ever had, even in the past with Laura's help.

Quickly Laura reached under the bed again. She had several times wished she'd had Karen's goody bag of sex toys, but she knew she did still have the ball-gag they had used together last time since Karen had left it, saying she would get another. "Honey," Karen had said, "you're going to get evicted if you don't start using this."

Brandi's eyes widened further as she saw the gag. "Oh god!" she said.

Laura dangled it threateningly in front of her eyes. Then, slowly, for maximum effect, she wrapped the straps around Brandi's head. "Open wide," she teased.

Brandi gulped as the ball filled her mouth. Her eyes watered with fear as Laura fastened the clasp. Now she was ready.

Laura took both of Brandi's small, throttled, bulging, hard breasts in her hands and began sucking and hinting at biting her thick, glossy nipples, doing it now more roughly, passionately than before, making Brandi mewl and squirm. Next she slipped down between the girl's magnificent, roped thighs and turned her attention totally to Brandi's entrapped, squeezed pussy, swollen and bulging between the two strands of rope that ran through her crotch.