“I’ll be back in a few minutes, sweetheart,” Jan said as she gathered up her purse. “You just stay here. When I get back we’ll see about dinner and sleeping accommodations. Bye.”
Donna would normally have considered protesting being left in such an awkward position but held her tongue. She was so glad to be Jan’s slavegirl again that she really didn’t care if she was treated a little roughly. Besides, she was used to it from Jan but mainly from the twins. She said good-bye to Jan’s departing back and settled down to a short term of imprisonment on one foot.
Her arms were still bound with the elbows touching and they really hurt. And that crotch rope was still cutting into her pussy with an insistent ache. She quickly found that she could move her torso around a bit. Not that she found any comfortable positions, but at least she could changes things somewhat.
It was while bending backward to ease the strain on her shoulders that Donna lost her balance. It began slowly but grew worse until she was hopping on her good foot in an effort to regain her footing. But she had leaned too far backwards and couldn’t bring her body up. The free foot went out from under her and she fell. Fortunately she had the good sense to turn herself so that she was not twisting her bound leg as she fell. As it was, she banged her head on the floor and let out with a loud “ouch.” When she recovered a bit, she found that she was hanging by her ankle, her head and shoulders touching the floor but the rest of her suspended. Her free leg could be moved around a lot but do nothing. The strain on her ankle was great but not unbearable. She laughed at her own stupidity for not standing still and settled down to suffer in this new position until her Mistress returned.
Jan laughed when she saw Donna in semi-suspension.
“Well, girl, what have you gotten yourself into? Well, you can just stay there until I get the bags into the house.” Jan turned away from the pleading look on Donna’s face.
Eventually the food was put a way and Jan wandered down into the den to let Donna down from her very uncomfortable position. She even took enough pity on the poor girl to untie her arms from the elbows-locked-together position and tied her wrists crossed, a much more comfortable position for the naked slavegirl.
Jan prepared a nice dinner and they ate together in happiness. Donna was once again the property of her mistress and Jan was free of that awful Margaret Summers and at least doing something to find her daughters.
They went to bed that night in the same bed. But Jan bound Donna’s ankles together and left her hands crossed behind her back. Even though Jan went to bed completely naked, her sex still hurt from the long hours impaled on that steel prong and she didn’t feel like having her slavegirl service her. Donna would have gladly performed the service but accepted her mistress’ orders meekly. They fell asleep with their bodies pressed hard together and Jan’s arms around her possession.
The next morning there was a call from Nigel but it was only to make sure that they had arrived safely and to tell them that he was going to get busy on tracking down this Mr. Rashad. Jan again thanked him and settled into a nervous waiting period in which she had little to do except worry. It was bothering her that she could do nothing, and Donna saw that. So she tried to fill Jan’s mind with other things.
“There’s a lot of forest behind the house,” Donna commented while standing before one of the back windows. The slavegirl was still naked, the normal costume, and her hands still crossed and bound behind her. Maybe we could take a little walk...?”
Jan looked at Donna then out at the pine forest. Finally she said, “Okay, you little troublemaker. We’ll take a walk but you’ll be sorry.”
Donna tried not to smile For their hike in the forest, Donna was dressed in a man’s coat that came to a little below her hips and that they found in one closet, and a pair of jogging shoes. Her arms remained bound under the coat and the rest of her stayed naked under there too. Jan tucked the sleeves into the pockets and the whole effect wasn’t too unusual looking unless you were right up close. Jan’s clothes were more normal. It might look a little strange that this one girl was wearing a coat but had completely bare legs, but not strange enough to evoke an investigation. There was a couple of trails beginning behind the house and Jan choice one heading away from the road. They walked for a while in silence. The air was clear and sweet, and the forest around them very pretty. The pines smelled wonderful and Donna was very happy. Even Jan seemed to perk up some. They saw no one else on the trail and heard only occasional distant sounds of cars to indicate that they weren’t a hundred miles from the nearest humans.
“Jan, dear?” Donna started. “Just what was it you did to Julie?”
Jan didn’t answer for a long time. Finally she simply said, “It didn’t cause her any permanent damage. She was simply in pain.”
Donna waited for some more but Jan apparently didn’t want to talk about it. “It’s nice up here,” she offered in an effort to get the conversation going again. “Maybe we could take this coat off for a while?”
Jan unbuttoned the coat and slipped it from Donna’s shoulders. With Jan carrying the coat, Donna felt free, the simple matter of her wrists being crossed and bound behind her being nothing. Not to this slavegirl. It felt strange to be walking around in the forest completely naked but also very good. And exciting, too.
“Jan, dear, is your... your sex better now?”
“Yes, it’s feeling better. It’s... What are you hinting at, you little slavegirl?”
“Well, we are all alone. And we’ve never made love out in the forest.....
Jan sighed but with a smile on her face. She looked around and led her mischievous slavegirl to a place where a small log was lying on the ground. She put the coat on the log and pulled her stretch pants down and off over her shoes. She wore no underwear. Then she pulled the T-shirt over her had to reveal what Donna had already known—there was no bra to hold in those lovely breasts. Jan sat on the coat and leaned back, spreading her legs as she did. Donna eagerly sank to her knees between those legs and sought to bury her face in the pubic bush of her beloved mistress.
What followed was a long, slow session of lesbian lovemaking in which Donna used all her skills to slowly bring her mistress up to a climax. She used her mouth on taut nipples and licked those beautifully shaped breasts all-over. She stuck her tongue into Jan’s sex and wiggled it until Jan was gasping. Finally, when Jan could take it no longer, Donna sped up her tongue and drove Jan into a very intense orgasm that left the mistress gasping and rigidly arched over that log.
Both girls were highly satisfied with the results. Jan adjusted her clothes back into position and they resumed their little hike with Donna’s coat still over Jan’s arm. Donna didn’t mind, she was enjoying the fresh air and walking naked through the woods. It surprised her how exciting it was to be out in a pine forest, naked and with her hands bound behind her back. But being with Jan made it all good.
They eventually made their way back to the house where Jan fixed lunch. Both had Worked up an appetite on their hike and enjoyed the lunch, even if Jan did have to feed each bite to the bound Donna. After lunch, Jan began pacing the house, obviously still worried about her daughters. Donna wished there was something she could say to make her friend feel better. She got to thinking about it and finally came up with an idea that might work.