Cassie's Misadventures Ch. 05

Grown Up Activities

Part 1 - Preparation

Cassandra and Tiffany had a good work-out playing tennis at the indoor courts in town mid-afternoon. They were both very competitive and reasonably well matched, so they ran each other around the court for ninety minutes. When they had finished their match (Cassie won), they were glad for long, relaxing showers at the tennis club.

Afterwards, since they were going to meet up later that evening to go out on the town, both girls had brought nice outfits suitable to go out clubbing later. Whilst Tiffany changed straight into her evening outfit, Cassie was going to put the jeans and top that she had come in, back on, to then go and help out at a family birthday party nearby for a couple of hours, before changing again for later.

Unfortunately for Cassandra, she found to her horror that one of her shampoo bottles had burst in her bag and leaked all over the clothes she had come in, rendering them unwearable. Not only that, but her blue party dress for later had also been smeared with the gunky shampoo and was ruined.

"Oh no! Look at this mess!" a naked Cassie complained to Tiffany while her friend was dressing. "What am I going to wear now?"

"Well don't look at me girl. My clothes obviously won't fit you. Haven't you got anything else you can wear just to get home to change there?" Tiffany asked.

The only things Cassie had left that weren't ruined by the spill, were her fine going-out lingerie and her old tennis dress that she'd packed in her bag as a spare. This old dress, whilst it technically still fitted (her slim waist measurement had not increased in two years), fell a little short in the skirt department and the buttoned top clung overly tightly to her now fully developed bosom.

"I've only got my old tennis dress left. I suppose I'll have to wear that for now. Bummer!"

"Well, you only need it to get yourself home and then you can sort out another outfit, can't you?" suggested Tiffany.

"No, I have to help my aunt with my little cousin's birthday party first. And then I can go home to change."

She resigned herself to donning the old tennis dress for the short-term until she could get home and change. The next problem however, was underwear. Even her bra, panties and socks had been soaked in gunk. The only underwear that had survived, because it was still in its brand new plastic wrapping, was her posh lingerie that she was going to wear under her party dress for later.

She started putting this on and Tiffany watched her, admiring her body clad in the fine white lace.

"Bloody hell Cass!" she remarked, in awe. "You look pretty hot in that outfit!"

"Shut up Tiff!" Cassie retorted, annoyed that she was reduced to wearing it prematurely. "I don't have a choice here."

The lingerie outfit consisted of a tasty white silk and lace basque set complete with garters and stockings. She asked Tiffany to help her tighten up the basque at the back and she clipped the garter to the stockings, smoothing them down before pulling up the delicate matching panties.

Tiffany whistled in appreciation of the look while Cassie blushed in embarrassment until she had slipped on the short tennis dress over the top, at which point she felt more respectable again.

"Come on Tiff. Let's go. I've got to go and help at that party now. I'll go and change at home afterwards, then I'll see you in town later. But I'll probably be late."

The girls parted company with Tiffany heading for the bus. Cassandra pushed all her stuff into her bag, including the ruined dress and jeans, smoothed down her shorter-than-expected tennis dress, and headed across the car park towards the "Big Bounce" warehouse attached to the main leisure complex.

She greeted her aunt with a hug and her younger cousin with a "happy birthday" and a ruffling of his hair which he did not appreciate. He appreciated her present more, but didn't open it, saving it for later. Her aunt was surprised to see her still in her tennis dress until Cassie explained the situation, whilst stashing her bag in her aunt's car, and replacing it with a smaller handbag.

"Ah well. At least you're dressed for doing sport" the aunt responded.

"I'm not sure I dare get on any trampoline in this dress" exclaimed Cassandra. "It's a bit too short for me now and," she whispered "I'm not wearing a sports bra. Anyway I think I'm a bit too old for trampolines. I prefer something a bit more ... er... grown up."

The aunt understood completely and asked her to help set up the party room instead. This did not take long. Presently the rest of the kids arrived and they all went straight into the trampolining area. They were having a whale of a time on the bounce floor. There were actually a few no-shows and most of the ferrying parents had decided to stay to chat and help out.

"In fact", said her aunt, "I don't think I'm going to need your help during the rest of this party, what with all the extra parents I was not expecting. I just could do with a hand loading the car at the end in two hour's time. So if you want, I'll let you go shopping or find something a bit more 'grown up' to entertain yourself for a couple of hours."

"If you're sure you're OK then I might do just that" replied Cassandra.

"Yes, that's no problem Cassandra. There's a no-children-allowed part of the leisure complex through that corridor over there" pointed out the aunt. "And I've seen a sign somewhere that said "Restricted to Adults". I don't know what activities are through there - probably bingo or something - but I think there might also be a casino. I'll go and ask about it and if someone can show you through if you want?"

Cassandra agreed and the Aunt went off to enquire at the main reception about the "Restricted to Adults" areas and activities, leaving Cassandra holding the fort in the party room and looking forward to something a bit more grown up than an embarrassing bounce on a trampoline for an hour or two.

Shortly, her aunt returned saying that she had made enquiries, there was indeed a casino and other areas to explore and that someone would come to escort her through to the "Restricted to Adults" side. Cassandra thanked her and waited.

Presently a heavy set man of a rugby player build in a black T-shirt with "Security" written on it and black trousers and shoes, came through the door from the linking corridor. He spotted Cassandra waiting around, taking the opportunity to ogle her body before coming over to her.

"Are you the one who wanted Restricted Adults?" he asked her, still looking her up and down.

"Er yeah, that's me", faltered Cassandra, a little taken aback at him dropping the word "to" in his description, which to her meant something a lot more, well, "Adult" and perhaps even more "Restricted".

"You sure about that?" he asked, a little sceptical that she knew what she was asking for and even more so that she was the required age of twenty one. (In fact she was not, only being nineteen.) But he was appreciative of the looks of the pretty blonde girl in the short white dress standing before him, so was prepared to give her the benefit of the doubt.

"Yes. I think" she replied, glancing around for reassurance from her aunt who had sort of arranged this. The aunt was nowhere to be seen. He shrugged.

"OK then. Follow me" he muttered, turning away and beckoning her to follow him through the doorway. As she went through, Cassandra did indeed notice that the sign actually said "Restricted Adults" with no "to" in between, but she presumed it had fallen off. The security guy led her through the door to a long, dark corridor and after about fifty paces they came to a kiosk with a middle-aged female teller behind a heavy gate. To keep out the children Cassandra supposed.

"Fill in and sign this disclaimer and pay your £30 here please. Card only" the teller asked her. Cassandra was a little startled to be asked for cash up-front without viewing what was beyond, but she supposed it was the entry fee, so she quickly searched in her handbag for her card and paid up.

The form thrust in front of her was printed with a lot of very small writing and despite being proud of her good eyesight, in the dim light she didn't want to admit that she couldn't make out what it all was that she was reading and then probably required to sign. This was obviously deliberate, but it gave the club a semi- legal justification. After scanning as best she could, she just shrugged it off as routine stuff, filled in her details including height, weight and waist size (lying about her date of birth) and signed it. Cassandra couldn't compute why she needed to fill in her measurements, but the teller scanned through the data.

"Now place your thumb on this scanner please", indicated the teller, pointing out a glass pad in front of her. After registering her thumbprint on the digital scanner, the gate buzzed open.

"Room 6, Jude." the teller told the security man.

Jude, the presumed name of the security guard, ushered Cassandra through the gate, politely allowing her to walk ahead of him. As he passed the booth, he raised his eyes towards the ceiling at the teller and gave her a sly wink and shook his head as he followed after Cassandra. He himself hung back a little to admire her shapely arse swaying under the short white skirt, and the ivory stockings encasing her athletic thighs. The gate clanged shut behind them, making Cassandra jump.

The corridor became darker, the walls painted black and led on and on, into the complex via several twists and turns. They passed a number of heavy locked doors on either side before reaching a set of lockers fixed along one wall. Jude popped one open for her.

"Put your stuff in here please." Cassie was not expecting to part with her handbag and especially her mobile phone, and questioned this. But he explained about the security and surveillance policy of the establishment, mentioning the casino and trying to keep out scammers and cheats, which she kind of understood. Kind of.

"You use your thumb to pay for things here" he explained. So with a nervous shrug, she put her handbag in the locker and he showed her how to lock and unlock it with a scan of her thumb.

Once her bag was secured, she felt a little awkward, not having even a small item to "hide" behind in her short, pure white outfit. She chewed her bottom lip a little nervously as Jude went to a water cooler at the end of the line of lockers, extracting a small cold bottle of water. He held it out to her.

"Drink this. It'll help with hydration." She took the sealed plastic bottle but didn't understand.

"What? Why? No." she stuttered.

"Suit yourself." Jude just shrugged and turned down the corridor, encouraging her to follow him. Cassandra looked at the sealed bottle and suddenly felt both thirsty from her tennis work-out and also a little childish for questioning him. She cracked open the lid and drank some of the cool, refreshing water before hurrying after him.

Jude led her to a heavy door with a "6" marked on, and unlocked it with a code pad. He pushed it open, allowing a blaze of light to flood the corridor, and indicated she should step through.

Cassandra thought that she would be walking into the well-lit floor of the casino and would now be in the public area. The room that greeted her was very different. It was about 8m square, all walls were a white padded material. The floor was simple white tiles. The ceiling consisted of wall-to-wall light panels, with an aircon in the centre panel. There was a gym-type locker in the near corner, and a strange white panel dominating the centre of the opposite wall, almost touching the floor.

This panel consisted of a vertical, slightly convexly curved padded surface about 8 feet tall. Cassandra only gave it a cursory glance (not noticing the slots and loops around the perimeter), before turning back to Jude who had closed the door with an ominous "clunk" and she heard it lock.

"Where are we? What's this room?" she asked him, confused.

"This is the prep room," he replied, taking her nearly empty bottle and dumping it in a bin near the door.

"Prep for what exactly? I thought you were taking me to the casino or something" she asked, her voice hitching a bit.

"You signed up for Restricted Adults didn't you? Well this one's tailored for you".

Cassandra didn't know what this meant, so she just stood and stared at him, dumbfounded. He glanced her up and down, more openly and appreciatively than before. He admired her pretty young face framed by her cascading wavy blonde hair that fell below her shoulders, her full, swelling bosom, her tight, narrow waist, the short skirt, only just covering the tops of her deep lace stockings, and her dainty feet in her white slip-on shoes.

She felt uneasy under his gaze, not even having her modest handbag to clutch in front of her as some kind of protection. She held her hands demurely together in front of her, averting her eyes, trying to avoid his gaze while she scanned the rest of the room, trying to pick up clues as to what was going to happen there.

After a minute of her confused silence, Jude snapped out of his visual appraisal and his face warmed into a friendly smile that put her a little more at ease.

"Don't worry," Jude said brightly. "We get a lot of newbies in here. I'll show you the ropes." He smiled at his own joke. "Come and stand over here." He went and stood next to the panel on the rear wall and beckoned her closer. "Turn around and put you back against the middle here." He patted the centre of the panel.

Cassandra hesitated, with good cause. Part of her was completely baffled by what was happening and the arrangement of the room, and she was wary of following instructions which seemed completely at odds to what she was expecting. The security, the ominous corridors and this strange room were all putting her ill at ease.

But another rebellious part of her was extremely curious. She thought she could still walk out at any time, despite the heavy door, which she presumed would open with a scan of her thumb like the entry gate had. And she was mindful that she's just paid £30 for the privilege which she didn't think she'd get back.

But mainly, she wanted to work out what was going on, if only to sate her strong curiosity. It was all quite weird. But they were still in the main leisure complex not far from the centre of town, and so it had to be a proper and above-board business here, right? She tried to convince herself, and largely succeeded.

So, feeling a little foolhardy and without fully understanding why, she followed his instructions. She walked over to the large panel and backed up to it. It touched her shoulder blades and her pert bottom, but the top sloped gently back away above her head and the bottom curved underneath away from her feet.

"Now look straight ahead please" Jude instructed. She assumed a hidden camera was taking a photo of her and did as she was told, but was puzzled when he told her to raise her arms high above her head. She did so and immediately he grasped her nearest wrist and, holding it taught above her head, pushed it back onto the padded surface and strapped it firmly in place before she could register what had happened.

"Hey! What are you doing? What's that for?" she demanded, swivelling around, almost swinging from her trapped wrist as she reached up with her other hand to try to release it. Jude reached behind the board and turned something. Cassandra felt the firm grip around her wrist tighten.

"For your security miss" he stated, walking around to her other side. He reached up and easily grabbed her free wrist, pulling her around so her back was once again against the board in the process. She cried out as he stretched her other arm similarly high and secured the wrist in the same way so that it was about two feet away from the first.

"My securi... what? No! Why do you need to do that?" she whined urgently, craning her next to look up at her stretched up arms where firm padded straps tightly encircled each wrist at the narrowest point, locking them solidly to the padded surface.

"This is to keep you safe and tight" he replied, sighing gently while reaching behind the curved board on the other side and winding a wheel which tightened the firm grip on her wrist even more. She tugged at each strap around her wrists, but they had no give.

Jude stood back to admire his handiwork while Cassandra complained, whined and asked further questions which he ignored. The slight arch of her back on the convex board along with her up-stretched arms, made her already impressive bust thrust up and out towards him. Her breathing got quicker as she became more nervous of her situation. Her raised arms also had the great effect of hiking the already short tennis skirt up her lovely thighs, showing clearly that she was wearing lace-top stockings, even showing the clips of the lace garters and a tantalising glimpse of bare thigh above.

He ogled her for a while as she kicked the board behind her and tugged at the immovable straps around her wrists in frustration. Then he fetched a heavy black leather belt from the locker. She again questioned him about what he was doing as he carefully fitted it snugly around her narrow waist.

He cranked it tight and she gasped, feeling the restriction around her middle. The belt had a thick strap extension at each side towards the back, which he fed through two vertical slots in the board close to her sides, before he disappeared around the back. Suddenly she felt her waist being pulled tightly back against the padded surface and fixed in place so that she couldn't move her torso.

"Hey! Wait. That's enough. I've changed my mind. Let me go!" She started to shout out louder and with increasing panic at him, starting to feel that things were getting out of hand and she actually didn't want to do this anymore, even if Jude thought she did.

In response he reappeared at the side of the board. He pressed a control on the side of the board and there was a whirring as the board tilted back and lifted up slightly. Cassandra squealed as she felt her wrists and waist take the strain and, being held firmly against the board, felt herself lifted off her feet several inches. She wriggled her legs, stretching them to try to regain the floor.

"Put me down! Right NOW!" She demanded, more aggressively than before, but with a tinge of fear now.

He responded by coming round in front of her with his one hand behind his back. She was shorter than him, but the board had lifted her a couple of inches off the floor. He reached out a hand and cupped her chin in one large hand and suddenly his mouth came down onto hers.

She mumbled in surprise as he kissed her firmly on her lusciously soft lips, tasting her mouth. She tried shaking her head to break the kiss, but he held her chin still and his tongue licked its way between her lips to find hers. Her eyes bugged in her face as he snogged her firmly, his tongue battling with hers. He released her lips from his mouth and she gasped, recovering from the surprise oral assault and panting to catch her breath.

Just as she was about to shout a protest at him, he quickly shoved a large rubber ball gag into her mouth! She squealed loudly and struggled frantically in the straps. She thrust her knees forward against his legs, trying to connect with something soft, but only pushed against solid bone and muscle. He calmly fed the leather strap around the back of her head, lifting her golden hair as he did so, to secure the ball gag firmly in place, embedded deep inside her mouth.

Now her outraged protests were much quieter as she struggled to accommodate the blocking shape of the ball in her mouth, blotting out most sounds apart from grunts and squeals. She kicked her legs towards him to try to fight back, but he stepped to the side and used the controls on the edge of the board to raise the board up and back a little further, lifting her farther off the ground.

Then he knelt down to her side and snatched her nearest flailing leg by the ankle. He gripped the dainty calf firmly in his hands as she tried to wrench it away from his strong hold. Her struggles weakened as he slipped off her shoe and proceeded to strap her ankle firmly to a predetermined position near the bottom of the board using a similar but slightly thicker strap to the ones which held her wrists.

Once that leg was secure, he carefully stepped to her other side where her leg was still wildly kicking out. He timed his lunge well and snatched her ankle as it kicked outwards. He slipped her shoe off and repeated the capture of her legs so that they were both secured firmly at the ankles and her feet were held a couple of feet apart.

As with the wrist straps, he went around the back to tighten both ankle straps further, ensuring she was held firmly to the board. The ankle straps were secured through long curved slots which would allow each of the ankle restraints to be slid upwards and outward in an arc on either side, without releasing.

Jude came back round to inspect his captive. Poor, stupid and naive Cassandra now found herself gagged, stretched and strapped to the backwardly curved padded board by her wrists, waist and ankles. All five strapping points held her firmly and tightly but in soft leather lined straps that, although they had no give in them, they did not bite into her skin as they gripped her.

She whined past the large ball filling her mouth as she squirmed with what little movement she had left. Her wonderfully full breasts heaved towards him as she fought for breath from behind the gag. Her skirt was hiked up not only by her up-stretched arms, but also by the back tilt of the board and the tightness of the wide belt strap around her waist. Her lovely stocking encased legs were held firmly, with the deep lace tops exposed and even a glimpse of garter strap and naked thigh above, dangerously close to revealing her delicate lace and silk panties.

Her beautiful eyes flitted around, searching for an escape route before they looked into his eyes and pleaded with him.

"Now there's no point in protesting now, is there?" Jude teased her while smirking. "It was you who chose to experience Restricted Adults to the fullest, wasn't it? I checked with you, remember? And you told me that you knew what it was all about and you were up for it, didn't you? So don't blame me! You read the description and the disclaimer before signing it didn't you?" He smirked again. "Course you didn't. Nobody ever does. Never mind. Because you are now mine for the duration!"

Cassandra's feeling of dread had been rising in her stomach at his words and she gave a helpless sob as she realised she had walked straight into this. There wasn't a missing "to" in the title of this place. It was supposed to be "Restricted Adults" and here she was, hopelessly restricted and restrained. And gagged. She hadn't seen any of this coming, but maybe that was the point. Would she have spotted anything if she actually had read the document she had signed? Possibly. Probably. But they were counting on her, and everyone else like her NOT reading it. And she had PAID for the privilege! She felt small and helpless and vulnerable.

She tested her bonds again in vain. Jude smirked at her feeble attempts to break free, before consulting his watch.

"We are well ahead of schedule, so I'll leave you here to get accustomed to it while I go and make preparations elsewhere. Enjoy yourself!"

Cassie couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her eyes went wide and she grunted in protest as he stepped over to the door and keyed in a code. The door clicked open and Jude looked back towards her disbelieving and panic-stricken face before he switched the lights off and let the door close behind him with an ominous clunk.

Cassie was now panic-stricken as she was plunged into a full and deep blackness. Here she was, strapped very securely to a board by her wrists, ankles and waist and had a huge ball gag filling her mouth. The darkness was complete and suffocating, somehow making her feel even more helpless and vulnerable, if that was even possible.

She tugged hard at each of her bonds, but she could feel that they were not going to give a millimetre. She screamed as loud as she could through the gag, but was pretty sure nobody could hear her at all. Finally she gave up, slumping back against the board in defeat and gently sobbed into the gag. She was alone in her dark prison. The only sounds she could hear were her own sobbing and the air conditioning gently whirring away.

She had no choice but to just hang there and wait for someone to release her.

*****

She wasn' sure if she dozed off or not, but after what seemed like hours, she was suddenly jolted alert by the sound of the heavy door clicking unlocked and opening.

Dim light came through the doorway where the silhouette of a man stood. Suddenly she was blinded by the lights as they came on to full strength. She closed her eyes to protect them, before easing them open a crack. She heard the door shutting and locking again.

By the time she had opened her eyes enough to see what was happening, Jude stood in front of her, watching her eyes opening bit by bit, and surveying her soft curves with his eyes. She groaned at him as harshly as she could muster. He just chuckled at her and kept appraising her body.

He had been eying up her lovely round breasts thrust towards him and now he lifted his hands to her chest and placed them around the soft shapes. Cassandra squeaked in shock from behind the gag as his palms moulded firmly over her firm, full breasts. He squeezed them gently, feeling the pliant flesh through the thin dress and the lace cups of her underwear.

He started squeezing more firmly, admiring the way the soft orbs felt under his fingers. His palms spread and cupped around the large shapes and his thumbs brushed back and forth across the shapes of her nipples. Cassandra moaned and shook her head as he teased her nipples to and fro, making them swell and stiffen against the material. He felt this and closed a finger and thumb around each pert shape as it poked forward until he was tweaking both nipples, making her gasp as his hands squeezed the rest of her fleshy globes firmly.

Cassandra could not believe that she had got herself into this situation, and also could not understand why each time he tweaked her nipples, a twinge of pleasure coursed from her breasts deep down to her pussy. Her body was responding to him! He fondled her lovely breasts in both hands for a while as she closed her eyes, whimpered gently into the gag and shook her head weakly.

After a while of this humiliating fondling, she suddenly felt his hands leave her breasts. She relaxed as she opened her eyes to see him step to the side. He pressed a button and the board moved up and tilted back a lot farther and she could feel the curve tighten, bending her back a little more. This action not only arched her back, thrusting her breasts out further, but also lifted her waist and skirt. Jude returned to stand by her right side. His left hand went back to cup and fondle her right breast, whilst his right palm briefly grasped her left breast firmly, making her squeak, before sliding down her front.

She whimpered helplessly as he gently held one breast in his soft palm, pulsing the pressure in and out, feeling her nipple throb. He crept his other hand down her body, pressing into her front as it descended. He slid it over the thick belt holding her waist tight, before pressing it onto the front of her short skirt.

Cassie's eyes bugged and she sobbed into the gag as she felt his fingers press in, feeling her abdomen through the thin skirt, pressing into her soft body underneath as they slid lower. She caught her breath as she felt his hand gently press down over her mound and gently cup her panties through the short pleated skirt.

Jude slid his hand to firmly cup her between her legs, through thin lacy silk and pleated skirt. He could feel her trembling to his touch and he pressed his middle finger more firmly against her, feeling the shape of her soft womanhood. Cassie closed her eyes in shame as she could not prevent him fondling her there, feeling him gently nudging his hand up and down to get better contact through her white clothes.

His left hand briefly left her breast to reach across to the controls and tilt the board back and raise her legs slightly, giving his right hand better access to her groin. Then, as he replaced his left hand on her breast, his right stroked to the side and started sliding down the skirt over her nearest leg. He soon came to the hem of the skirt and his hand now slid down over the lace stocking top to stroke down her leg over the sheer white stocking. He felt her thigh down to the knee, then reversed the direction and started sliding his warm hand up her thigh, slipping to the inside.

She whimpered quietly as his hand stroked upwards, squeezing the soft flesh through the sheer nylon, before stroking over the deep lace up under her skirt until his palm reached the ultra-soft skin of her naked inner thigh above the stocking tops. His fingers circled over the smooth softness, edging higher. She trembled under his touch as he stroked higher still under her skirt, ruffling it up. She whimpered as his hand brushed against the edge of her silk lace panties and he turned his hand to cup her pussy through the thin material. Her eyes opened in surprise, not expecting he would actually touch her there directly on her panties under her skirt.

He studied her face with a slight smile on his lips as he started rubbing her gently up and down over the centre of her panties, pressing his warm fingers into her and feeling the soft shape of her pussy and the delicate groove of her womanhood. She struggled meekly as he pressed his fingers more firmly, finding the length of her slit as he more firmly stroked up and down, the length of his strokes increasing until he was running his fingers up and down the full length of her pussy.

His middle finger delved into her a little, making the silk push into her sensitive folds as he slid his finger up and down. He also teased her at the top of her slit, seeking the little nub of her clit just within her groove, making her body twinge slightly with each contact. He pushed his finger deeper into her groove, drawing in the delicate silk and teasing his fingertip up and down against the sensitive flesh just inside.

Her eyes pulsed wider in shock as she felt his fingers tease her and she started gasping a little as he played with her between her legs whilst still fondling her right breast and tweaking her nipple.

Then he released her breast and his hand reached down to tug the hem of her little skirt up at the front. He tucked it under the edge of the tight leather belt around her waist. This lifted the short skirt clear of her panties in the middle and he glanced down at her beautiful delicate lace and silk panties that his other hand was rubbing. He leant over and touched the controls again, lifting her a lot higher and tilting her even further back. This brought her exposed panties closer to his face.

Cassie struggled in vain against her firm bonds, now she was more vulnerable and exposed. Jude moved to the centre, leaning forwards over her, leaning on his elbows. His hands moved to her soft inner thighs above the stocking tops and stroked her there gently.

She gasped into the gag as his lips came down and kissed her right on her pussy. He kissed all over the low cut, high-leg lacy garment, tasking her through the thin silk. She moaned at the delicate kisses over her cameltoe. His tongue darted out and flicked up her groove.

She was startled as he started stroking his strong tongue up and down her panties between her legs, delving into her groove as his fingers had been doing a moment before. His tongue teased around her clit, trying to make it emerge, and he could feel it throbbing and swelling beneath his tongue.

His hands slid around to cup her bottom and hold her steady as his tongue licked up and down her pussy, starting to make the material damp. She wriggled in her bonds but could do nothing to prevent him exploring her panties with his tongue. Her full breasts heaved heavily above him, her breathing quickening as he molested her.

Then after a few minutes of licking and kissing her pussy through her panties, Jude stood back up, went to the side controls and again tilted her back and lifted the board up. She felt vulnerable, helpless and exposed as he came back, knelt and inspected her panties more closely. He then slid his fingers slightly under both sides of her panties, just to either side of her pussy.

She gasped as he gently rubbed the backs of his fingers up and down the edges of her pussy under the lace. He could feel the warm dampness on the back of his fingertips. He teased his fingers all the way up and down the sides of her panties, pulling the material taught and from within her folds.

Then he gripped the edges firmly in his hands and pulled outwards. The silk stretched taut in his strong hands, then the central seam gave way and he opened up a slit down the middle of her panties. She could feel the cold air on her naked pussy as he parted the material along the full length up to the low waistband, then followed it down and between her legs, tearing open the gap.

Her smooth naked pussy was slowly revealed to him through the narrow vertical gap. He tugged the lacy silk to both sides to expose her lovely slit and she closed her eyes in shame as he exposed her. Her soft, smooth pussy was completely bare and looked puffy, inviting and tasty. He could smell her girly fragrance and see moistness within.

He gazed at her pussy for a while before giving the trembling flesh a quick kiss, making her gasp. He then stood up and went around the back of the heavily leaning board. She could feel him loosening the straps binding her ankles. She hoped that this meant he was going to release her and her ordeal was over, but the straps only slackened off, not actually releasing her ankles.

Jude came back round to the front and gripping her ankles, slid the straps up and out, bending her knees out and rotating her ankles outwards towards the edges of the board as he went. Soon her calves were out to the side and parallel with the sides of the board. This spread her thighs and she realised what he was doing: spreading her thighs wide, to open up her pussy! Once her ankles were in the right place, he tightened them back up from behind the board. Then he fetched some more straps and set about securing her legs tightly in position with straps just above and just below her knees.

When he had finished, he tightened them all up soundly, leaving her as immobile as before, but now her legs were parted. Her thighs were spread wide and her legs were bent at the knee, so that her calves ran parallel to the sides and her feet pointed to the bottom of the board. She was helplessly strapped to the board with her pussy on full display.

Her white lace basque poked from under the waistband of the short skirt, clipped via lace garter straps to the deep lace of her sheer white stockings. Her panties with the split up the middle, parted each side of her lovely pink pussy. She looked lovely and vulnerable.

He knelt down in front of her, bringing his face close to her pussy, and stroked his hands up her tightly strapped legs. As his hands slid up her naked thighs and approached her pussy, she gasped loudly as his tongue darted out and licked firmly up her slit. She felt tasty and his fingers spread her pussy lips wider as his tongue stroked firmly all the way up her open slot.

Cassie closed her eyes and whimpered as he started licking up and down her slit with his warm wet tongue. His fingers spread the remains of her silk panties to either side, exposing her young pussy fully and allowing his tongue full access to lick her inner folds which were soft and yielding. And moist, much to her shame. He slurped his tongue up and down her slit, making her tremble and her sensitive inner flesh all wet with his saliva and her own moistness.

Then the tip of his tongue found her clit. Her eyes flew wide open and she squealed into the gag as he attacked it firmly with his wet tongue, teasing it out into the open and making the ultrasensitive bud swell and throb. She squirmed feebly in her bonds as he swirled his tongue around her clit before his lips latched around it and sucked on it gently. She moaned under this wet assault as pangs of pleasure shot through her nervous system, exciting her nipples and making her pussy gush.

As his lips sucked on the body of her clit and his tongue lashed across the tip, his hands slid up her body, over her hips, past the skirt and belt and up her sides. His big hands lifted and cupped her round breasts through the tennis dress, squeezing strongly and feeling the firm shapes of her hardening nipples.

Cassie rolled her eyes and squeaked helplessly as he continued to attack her sensitive bud with his wet lips and molest her firm teenage breasts. Her toes curled and her fingers scrabbled futilely at the air.

Jude chuckled to himself because he knew he was getting to her. He looked up at her head tossing from side to side, and her heaving breasts thrusting out from her chest. Whilst still sucking on and licking across her throbbing clit, he started unbuttoning the front of the tennis dress top. She was helpless to stop him as he worked his way all the way down her front down to the belt strapped tightly around her waist. His hands reached up to the collar and parted the dress to the sides.

He stopped sucking on her clit as he parted the material, exposing the fine white lingerie of her lace and silk underwired basque to his delighted gaze. He pushed her dress top to the sides as far as her raised arms and the dress cinched at her waist would allow, showing off her beautiful lace encased breasts jutting out wonderfully above his gaze. Her breasts heaved up and down in front of him.

He smiled as his hands came down and enclosed the soft fleshy orbs so beautifully presented to him, only separated by the thin lace cups. She moaned into the gag as his strong palms squeezed firmly, moulding her pliant orbs in his hands, making the hardened nipples snub between his palms under the thin lace. As he palmed her breasts firmly, he slipped his tongue back down the crack of her pussy, slurping the wetness between her spread legs. She trembled as she felt him lick down her slit again, tasting her girly juices.

Then he gripped her breasts firmly, stiffened his tongue and drove it straight up and into her warm, wet hole. Cassie squealed loudly and strained against the straps holding her tightly arching her back. She could feel his warm tongue slipping inside her. He slipped it up inside her as far as he could so that his lips clamped down around her pussy and brushed her clit. The sensation was amazing to both of them. He hooked his tongue and probed her pussy from the inside. He could feel her nerves twitch around him as he sought her G-spot. She jolted as he found it and he flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth across it, making her tremble and whimper under the touch.

He started pulsing his tongue into and out of her now sopping hole, fucking her with his wet warm wet tongue. At the end of each inward movement, he flicked the tip across her G-spot making her squeak, while his top lip rubbed across her sensitive clit making her judder.

Meanwhile his hands shifted to cup under her lovely globes whilst his finger closed in on her thick swollen nipples. He squeezed her nipples in his fingers through the lace, rolling them between finger and thumb. The friction with the lace increased their sensitivity and sent sharp pangs of pleasure from her nipples down into her pussy.

He assaulted her like this for a long while, playing with her body and giving her unbidden but wonderful pleasure from the sensitive core of her breasts and pussy. His tongue probed deeper and faster, sliding in and out of her and continuing to flick her little spot inside. Her juices were freely flowing now as he hopelessly aroused the helpless girl strapped to the board. He knew her body was succumbing to the pleasure, because she stopped her futile struggling and resigned herself to the pleasure he was giving her. Her eyes closed and she whimpered continuously as he teased her body mercilessly.

Jude increased the pace and depth of his tongue-fucking, and tweaked her nipples more firmly, driving her towards the precipice. The sensations built and built and her eyes pulsed open and shut as she could not resist the deep waves of pleasure building up and up within. He drove his tongue deep and held it there as the tip diddled firmly across her G-spot while he squeezed her nipples, and this finally broke the cresting wave.

With a loud shriek and strong spasms, Cassie's orgasm swept through her like a tsunami. Her whole body went rigid as her voice went high and squeaky as extreme pleasure swept through her young body. She jerked in her bonds and her body twitched strongly as wave upon wave of intense ecstasy pulsed through her helpless body.

He continued to attack her G-spot and nipples as he could feel her bucking and shaking with the force of her orgasm. Again and again it swept through her, making her gush into his mouth and arch against her bonds. He kept her on the edge for an age, not relenting his assault for a few minutes, until the ferocity of the waves began to abate and her shrieks turned to whimpers.

Finally she slumped back against the board, exhausted, her body going limp and just trembling as she whimpered into the gag and came back down from her mountaintop.

Jude chuckled to himself as he released her nipples and slipped his tongue out of her trembling wetness. He stood up, admiring his captive beauty, all flush and spent from her intense orgasm. Her eyes were closed and she looked half asleep as she cooed and trembled in her bonds.

He went to the controls and very slowly inclined the board back so that it was almost horizontal, like a table, with her back arched slightly and her lace covered breasts the highest points, as they heaved towards the ceiling. He lowered the board, then fixed it in position. She was now on her back, strapped firmly to the slightly curved board, with her thighs spread and her glistening pussy exposed. He looked down at the captive beauty, smiled to himself and started undressing.

His shoes and socks came off, then his T-shirt. As he undid his belt, he was already sporting an impressive bulge in his pants. He was a heavily built man, and all his proportions were large, but there was one thing he was particularly proud of, and it was straining for release. Cassie was oblivious to his movements as he gazed down at her while he stripped, revealing his huge cock, proudly erect, long and thick and very hard, ready for action. It stood erect from his body, with the large balls hung below, swollen and ready to explode.

He stood between her feet looking up at her long, soft legs in their dainty lace top stockings. Her lifted skirt and strapped thighs led to her exposed pussy, all spread and wet with his saliva and her girl juice. Her lace encased breasts swelled up and down with her deep breaths making her deep cleavage pulse. Her whole body trembled gently in her bonds.

Naked, he carefully climbed up onto the solid board between her spread legs and knelt between her legs. Then placing his hand on either side of her breasts, he lowered himself down towards her helpless body. He gazed down at her deep cleavage before lowering himself enough so that the hot tip of his massive cock touched the belt. She could not feel him yet, so he lowered himself further until his chest snubbed the tips of her up-thrust breasts through the lace.

She kept her eyes closed and wriggled meekly, still cooing from her orgasm, as she felt what she thought were his big hands pressing into her breasts. Then he sank against her, pressing his firm body fully against her bound torso. Her eyes flew open in surprise as she felt him lying on top of her. And she stared straight up into his eyes as he looked down at her face, grinning. She struggled anew as she felt his body against hers, pressing her into the table. He settled himself on top of her, his chest squeezing her breasts under him until they threatened to burst out of the cups of the lace basque.

Then he rocked his hips back and she suddenly felt the large, hot tip of his manhood touch her pussy. She was startled and stared up at him in disbelief as he started rubbing the hot flesh up and down her slit, nudging against her clit, then nestling firmly between the wet lips of her young, spread pussy. He nudged his tip against her wet pussy lips, teasing the opening wider and spreading her flesh around his mushroom head. He applied a gentle pressure, pushing his cock-head farther between her tight lips.

She tensed against him as she anticipated his next move. He moved his arms inward and, gripping her captive body more firmly, lunged forward. Her eyes snapped open wide, her head tipped back and she gasped in surprised bliss as his thick, hard pole gained entry between her spread pussy lips and plunged deeply into her sopping love tunnel in one gloriously slippery stroke.

He completely filled her warm sensitive pussy with his meat until it nestled firmly up against her deepest recess. Her head snapped back and her eyes closed tightly as she squealed in a high pitched shriek as he firmly settled his large tool deep up inside her young body. To him she felt wonderful clutching his pole tightly all along its length. He flexed his hips, stirring himself inside her, rubbing his shaft across all the sensitive spots deep inside her. Cassie felt stretched and very full of hard, hot throbbing manflesh. She had to face it: she was completely helpless and totally at his mercy. And she didn't think he would show her much.

Sure enough, he began to stroke himself back and forth into and out of her tight but slippery pussy, expanding her beautiful tunnel with each inward stroke. She mewled pathetically and writhed meekly, straining at the straps that held her firmly to the board as he started to pump her with slow deliberate strokes.

He let his hips do the work while he leant on his elbows, gripping her sides and his hands reached up to the front of her basque. He squeezed her breasts sharply in his hands, making her squeak, then started loosening the tight front ties down the middle. He undid just a few, allowing the swell of her upthrust breasts to part the lace down the middle, releasing her large titties from the constricting tightness. He peeled down the lace cups covering her breasts, tucking it under her breasts along the underwiring. This kept her young breasts firmly thrust up and out.

Her lovely soft swelling mounds were exposed, thrust towards his chest and capped with her large pink, stiff nipples. His fingers tweaked her nipples slightly as he ground into her. Then his large hands gripped around and under her large soft breasts, squeezing them into fleshy peaks, and her swollen nipples snubbed against his chest. As his long penis continued to stroke inside her, his chest rubbed across her breasts, the rough friction across her nipples sending tingly sensations deep down into her already overstimulated pussy.

What with the remnants of her previous orgasm, her utter helplessness, his long penis gently rocking inside her, and the assault on her nipples, Cassie was writhing under the sensual assault. But he had saved the best until last.

Still clamping his hands around her breasts, he gripped her waist firmly with his elbows. This grip gave him leverage to slide really deep up inside her. Her eyes were closed and her head was gently tossing from side to side as she panted and whimpered. He gripped her breasts firmly in his large hands, squeezing the offered shapes into tighter cones and letting his thumbs press down and circulated over her nipples. She seemed to respond well to that, her breathing and whimpering increasing in frequency and pitch.

Then he gripped her narrow waist with his elbows and lunged into her with a strong and immensely deep thrust, making her eyes pop out and drawing a high pitched squeal from behind the gag. His penis stroked quickly up to her deepest part, pressing firmly into, and throbbing against the sensitive walls. Then he rocked his hips back, sliding his large tool out of her, until the large tip was just poised inside her entrance, then he powered back into her again.

He started fucking her slowly but firmly, fully gripping her body, holding her helpless and captive under him as he took his pleasure in her young, sexy lace-clad body.

Her eyes closed and opened as he pumped her deep and slow, stretching and stroking her wet pussy and sliding across her G-spot, making her judder each time. As he bottomed out inside her, her clit was mashed by the base of his cock, making her judder. Her senses were completely overwhelmed and she built steadily to the edge of another climactic precipice.

Jude tweaked her nipples and squeezed her soft breasts as he humped her. She struggled and writhed under him as she felt his large invading pole piston in and out of her very sensitive love tunnel. Her squeals got higher and higher in pitch and closer together as her passion was forced over the edge of bliss.

At last she arched her back towards him, closed her eyes tightly, strained against her bonds and screamed a long, shrill high-pitched squeal as her pussy convulsed around his pumping cock and she started to cum in spectacularly. Immediately he held her firmly and started pumping her hard and fast, his tool reaching its full depth with each powerful thrust. This kept her on the peak of orgasm, writhing in ecstasy and squealing uncontrollably.

Her whole body quivered violently and her pussy walls clenched tightly around his pumping shaft in strong spasms that kept going and kept going. He started grunting under the exertion of pumping her along on the crest of her seemingly continuous orgasm. Her breasts heaved into his hands and against his chest and her back arched towards him as she came and came and came. Her head thrashed about on the board, her legs quivered and jerked as he pumped her hard. Her pussy squirted juice deep inside, lubricating his thick tool.

Cassie couldn't process the intense pleasure being forced out of her captive body. Her mind went blank with the sensual overload of feeling him pumping her hard as she lost control and came in intense waves of liquid bliss smashing through her young body from tip to toe. All her muscles spasmed and bucked her body in its tight restraints. She couldn't think of form words as her nerves tingled throughout her body and extreme ecstasy washed over her again and again, driving her mad with lust.

To Jude, she felt absolutely fantastic cumming under and around him. He gripped her tightly as he pumped her, driving her orgasm on and on. But finally he could take no more and his large swollen balls were ready to explode; he was human after all.

With a loud grunt and a deep thrust, his cock swelled even larger, and even in the throes of her orgasm, Cassie felt it pulse along its length and splurge a powerful jet of sperm deep into her young pussy, splashing against her walls and flooding her. He pressed himself against her walls then quickly withdrew for another thrust, and as he slid back in another jet of fluid spurted through her tunnel, coating her walls.

As she felt him explode deep inside her, she screamed into the gag as a new wave of ecstasy burst through her young body. He withdrew and thrust back inside her again and again, each time spraying her tight insides with his sperm as she continued to spasm and buck around his powerful injections.

With one final effort, gripping her waist and breasts, he plunged his full length into her, his bell end penetrating so deep up inside her it felt like he was into her stomach. His balls emptied their final burst, spurting along his length and flooding her young pussy. This stretching and flooding of her insides caused a final blissful wave of climax to erupt from deep within her and she whimpered and quivered as her orgasm gave her its last convulsion and her soft body finally relaxed in bliss.