Paula and Jane’s Spread-eagleTie - Part 2

"Love this situation you have gotten yourself into. You really like these spread-eagled ties don’t you?"
I mmphed a "Hello" to her and "Thanks" but you know gag talk becomes meaningless garbled rubbish, so I chose to stayed quiet.

Jane sat on the bed looking at me for a bit before coming out with something that seemed to be troubling her mind.
"We never chatted about that weekend. I thought I scared you off or something. Thanks for the text though. I had been waiting for you to call hoping I may catch you doing something like this again. I am glad you just came out with it to me this time."

I mmphed "Sorry" to her. "I have a surprise for you. Something I saw on the internet a while back and really wanted to try out with you." I mmphed back to her "Okay. What"

"Ah you have to wait and see."

Jane knelt down and pulled he suitcase out from under the bed. She pulled out some handcuffs a few short lengths of rope, my Magic Wand and timer and threw them on the bed next to me.

"I hope you don’t mind me using some of your things. Oh I will need a gag too." She selected a big black ball gag and with a bit of persuasion forced it behind her teeth and buckled it up.

Kicking the suitcase back under the bed she started to strip. I could see her body clearly and noticed how it had started to tan. A nice sign summer was here at last.

She kicked off her panties and then started tying the magic wand into a crotch rope so the bulb of the wand pressed right onto her clitoris, before tying the big handle of the wand directly to her thigh. I was curious and watched in fascination. All thoughts of the cartoons and the egg vibrating in my fanny vanished.

Jane bent and plugged the timer into the wall socket, pressing a few of the switches to active the timer setting, and then plugged the wand into the timer. She pulled up the excess rope from my legs and fed both lengths through the center bars of the bedstead where she knelt and tied her ankles together so her feet were as good as tied to the bed frame.

She passed one of the ropes under me and I raised my ass off the bed to make it easier for her. She positioned herself right over me lowering herself directly on top of me. I could feel her press the on button of the wand, but the timer was still inactive.

She wriggled about so the weight of the wand pressed right into my pussy and I grunted. Then she folded the rope around us both and tied us tightly together. I could only just see with a quick peek over her shoulder that she fed the handcuffs through the crotch rope before snapping the cuff tightly onto her wrists pinning her arms behind her back.

It took a few uncomfortable minutes of her squirming on top of me, and the bulb of the wand digging into my crotch before I realized she hadn't thought about getting herself out. It amused me a little, but I decided to play along with her game.

The knot of my crotch rope was really beginning to hurt me and I wished I hadn’t tied it. I could end this for myself if I wished, as I had my knife close to hand, but the handcuff keys were still in the suitcase so Jane would be stuck.

Then, unexpectedly, the Magic Wand kicked into life.

The wand has two settings, "Slow" and "Fast". I think they are mislabeled. They should really read "Fast" and "Frantic". Jane had selected the highest setting.
That was twice she had tortured my fanny on the highest setting, and I wasn’t pleased about it.

Combined with my egg I was panting and mumping "Oh God" loudly into my gag before I knew it. It had also surprised Jane too, as a throaty groan came from her, then she started panting and then drool started flowing from her gag down the side of my face and down between my breasts.

I started sweating and was trying to buck Jane off me but the weight of her on top kept the wand sandwiched right against our clits. It was agony. I am not sure how many times the wand had made me come but it went from orgasmic pleasure, to pain, to orgasmic pleasure over and over.

I could feel Jane trying to raise herself off of me to ease the wand against her own crotch, but collapsed with exhaustion on top of me again. Jane was breathing in, trying to loosen the wand from how she had tied it, but wasn’t successful. I tried to grind my own hips away from her and force her up and off of me but this only squashed the wand against us again and again.

It was agony to come, and there was no escape from the Wand's pussy onslaught. Jane was writhing around on top of me, a constant throaty whine coming from her, only turning into screams with every orgasm she had. It seemed like we were thrashing around for hours, until the wand turned off. Jane's head collapsed on top of my shoulder. Her hair was matted with sweat and drool from both of us.

I wasn't sure how long we had before the timer kicked into life again, or if our thrashing around the bed had switched the wand off, but I decided to cut myself free. I didn’t think we could cope with another session like that. I don’t know if you have ever noticed that when you are trying to do something urgently, it seems to take forever. Seconds feel like minutes and minutes, hours. It seemed ages before I had the blade of the knife open and was cutting the rope holding my wrist to the bed.
I reached across and freed my other hand followed by the rope holding both our waists together. I dumped Jane to one side of me before untying first one ankle then the other.

Sitting on the side of the bed I fumbled to turn off the Egg controls. I unbuckled my gag and let it drop to the floor before tearing at my crotch rope to get it off me. Every pull and tug was electric just from the sheer number of orgasms I had. I lay back down on the bed with an arm over my eyes trying to get some composure back.

Then the Wand turned itself back on again. Jane screamed into her gag and I sat up to watch her.

She was catching up fast on the orgasm count and Jane looked up at me with pleading eyes for me to release her too.

"Where is the key Jane?" In the suitcase?"
"Ohuck. Ihugot hem."

I grinned at her.
"How were you going to free yourself with it in there? If you are going to play like this, you need to be more careful. I should leave you here, with that thing strapped between your legs."