One Day in Germany (2 of 2) - Sex Stories

One Day in Germany (2 of 2)

... all day. Karin quickly removed all of his clothes and was surprised to see James obligingly holding his hands together so that she could relock them. For some strange reason, he preferred them locked. “Good boy,” Karin smiled as she relocked his wrists just as tightly. Completely naked, other than for Karin’s underwear they showered, at least Karin showered and James caught the warm water that fell from her body. They climbed out and Karin dried herself while James looked up at the key ring that Karin had hung conveniently out of his reach on a hook with her new dress. James could see three old keys that looked like the keys to his wrists. The padlocks that secured his neck to Karin’s ankle were new and there were no new keys on the ring. “Where are the keys to this?” James tugged on the chain that connected them. Karin held her hands to her mouth and giggled nervously. “I post to me....maybe come tomorrow.” Fuck, she really was crazy. Karin had been fantasising about this for a long time, being chained to another person, a sexy guy, with no way to separate. It may have stemmed from a lonely childhood or maybe just a love of bondage. Maybe it was why she enjoyed long sessions of face sitting. Once she had a guy beneath her, there was no physical way he could leave her and the skin to skin contact it gave her felt comforting. Maybe it was an unusual form of physical contact to some, but not to Karin. Karin pulled up her wet panties that now really were inseparable ...

... from her and led James back to her bedroom and up on to her bed. James refocused on the high security padlocks and heavy chain that secured him to her ankle and to which neither of them had the keys. There was no way to escape her body that evening, even if his life depended on it. Again he felt a shot of excitement run through him. James playfully tickled the foot that he was attached to and immediately regretted it as she fought back. It was apparent that her strong leg muscles, combined with how the chain pulled against his throat meant that she could control him and move him around her bed at will. She watched the guy whose tall, sexy body had so intimidated her at the station the previous day and who was now chained to her, kissing her feet as if his life depended on it. His cock was rock hard and she eased it into her mouth. “Oh fuck,” he cried. She could do whatever she wanted to him, there was no way he was going to leave her tonight. She started by using her strong thighs to pull his head up to her wet panties and used her other leg to crush his face down into them. Her legs really could do whatever they wanted to his head. Karin and James lay there stimulating each other, although the already fevered atmosphere meant that the first time was over in almost seconds. After many more orgasms they fell asleep, still chained head to toe. James hugged Karin’s thigh and Karin buried her head into his narrow waist. They slept deeply, both helplessly shackled together.