They got off at the next floor. The one risk now was that there was someone waiting for the elevator on four. Not only was there little chance of us getting off unnoticed but the chances of someone recognising her were greater. She realised this and rubbed her taped mouth against my arm in a very Caroline gesture. I pulled her forward so that she was near the controls and positioned myself in front of her. Her eye's were wild she made a few gagged noises obviously wishing to be ungagged.

"Trust me?" She closed her eyes for a second then nodded. "Good girl." The events were having a great effect on my erection and secret bondage in public had always been one of my fantasies. I imagined the other couple going back to their apartment and continuing there lives never realising that the girl in the elevator was a prisoner. "Now when the lift stops go between me and the right wall. I will move with you. If there is someone in the corridor turn to face the wall and act upset."

It turned out to be unnecessary as four was empty. I played around finding the right key for a while feeling her panic mount. Finally I got her inside. The smell of hot cunt was now overpowering. I took off scarf, overcoat and handcuffs. She reached for the gag but a quick slap on her hand stopped her.

"Not yet!" I handed her the shaving supplies I'd bought and pointed at her crotch. "I'm sure you know the routine now loose it. Leave a little for decoration but the rest goes."

While she headed for the bathroom I started to prepare the bedroom. I tied a couple of lengths of cord to the legs at the bottom of her bed and waited. She came out with the crotch zip open to show her nude cunt I passed her the cuffs.

"Wrists and ankles, now!" She complied and I rewarded her by removing the gag. "Ok Slave, dildos and vibrators, where?" She pointed at the bedside cabinet. There was an impressive collection and I had no trouble finding a nice powerful little friend to keep her company. I made her turn and fastened her cuffed wrists together with a short length of cord. Then I introduced her cunt to the vibrator and pulled the zipper up to lock it in place. Her hips started to quake and while she was distracted I pushed the ball gag into her mouth and fastened it tightly. She complained but there was little she could do. "Dance slave," I said, "Do a good job and I'll release you." She danced, not as well as Caroline but then I doubt she had the same imagination. Towards the end she moved her body against mine her eyes sparkling when she saw the size of my erection.

I took her to the bed and used the cords to spread her legs. I chose now to show her the nipple clamps. This she didn't like as much but with her erect nipples still poking through the peepholes she had little protection. I applied the blindfold and felt her body tremble as her helplessness increased. I knew that she wasn't very good at the old skin flute so I didn't bother to ungag her. Instead I removed the vibrator from her damp box. Sam had demanded oral sex and had taken the time to school her various beau's on the correct technique. I know that I probably wasn't going to be as good as some of Maggie's partners, ownership promotes a certain understanding, but the little noises from behind the gag told me that she appreciated it.

I teased, deliberately denying her completion, she groaned. A gentle tug on the nipple clamps every now and then kept her interested and when I knew she was ready I stopped.

I reached up and removed the nipple clamps. Then momentarily freeing her legs I tied her ankle cuffs to her thighs using large hanks of cord. When I'd finished she was helpless and unable to protect her naked cunt.

I smiled "Well Slave time has come to fuck your worthless cunt. It's no good resisting because you're helpless. Struggle slave and see! "

She did, it was futile. I'd practiced on Caroline were escape meant prison, Maggie had patiently let me tie her up.

"Scream slave. Perhaps the neighbors might hear." This had worried me. Not knowing how thin the walls were I had the roll of tape nearby in case the gag needed supplementing. It didn't, even when I encouraged her to really let rip there was nothing that could attract attention.

"Guess not," I said and slowly removed my clothes letting the bound girl shiver in anticipation.

I pulled her over and as with Caroline positioned her on top. Her bound legs would mean that I'd have to do most of the trusting and that would make it slow but the feeling of complete helplessness was what we were after and she was.

"I'm going to rape you now," I said "I'm going to force you to cum you little whore if you like it or not. And if you don't cum this time perhaps a pussy whipping will persuade you."

I felt her tremble. Then I started and as the excitement built I taunted her. Telling her to scream, that it made no difference because the gag kept her silent, that the bonds stopped her struggles. That I had made her helpless and I was in charge and that I decided her pussy should be fucked and that I wanted her to cum for me or she would be punished. Each time I emphasised the I hammering the message home that she was helpless that it was my will and my responsibility. I felt the heat rising as those nine long months came bubbling to the surface and heard the gagged screams as she came again and again.

Afterwards she made me a light snack and a drink. She seemed quiet, subdued and quite happy. She told me that it had been all that she'd wanted, and the first time she had ever orgasmed with a man. The cashier from the sex shop was apparently a sub in search of a mistress, and Maggie thought that she might give it a try now that she knew the ropes so to speak. She was happy and I felt relieved, the entire event practical jokes and all seemed to have strengthened our friendship.

Maggie hinted that she might want to try this again and an evil thought came into my head, after all I'd always liked the idea of two girls in bondage. So with that happy thought I departed back to the house and Caroline.

It was nearly midnight when I returned to the house. A quick video check found that she was well and still as tightly bound as I left her. I made two coffees and headed down. She moaned and attempted to move when I entered. Helping her up I removed the blindfold then waited as she greedily downed the coffee. Then she looked at me with those large expression filled blue eyes.

I smiled, "Slave, we have got to talk."

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