Hidden Pleasure

The buzzing between my legs returned as my knees buckled inward, trying to hold back the wave of pleasure convulsing through my body.  

Annika gave me a nudge from behind, forcing me to keep up the pace ahead of her. Being bound and gagged made it quite difficult. I was just lucky she hadn't found a way to chain my ankles together. I know she had thought about it.

The idea had popped into her head a few months ago while I was away on vacation, visiting family, and she had been keeping herself occupied watching videos on some of her kinky sites. She had seen a few videos of people going out shopping in public with their significant other while one had a remote toy in. The other shopped nearby with the remote staying just out of reach, toying with them from a distance..  

When I got home from my trip, she proposed the idea to me and I thought it might be fun. No harm in trying of course. The next few times we went out shopping, I had my bullet vibrator in, and she used the remote to tease and toy with me. I had to admit it was a rush, trying not to moan or show any signs of pleasure while being around random strangers, knowing she was right next to me, or in the aisle over. Using the remote made it so much more controlling and anonymous.  

We swapped control of the remote a few times when we went out, but both of us enjoyed it more when it was me who got to be toyed. Annika had even stepped up her game, and with COVID making a splash, she had convinced me to try a gag under my mask. Her initial reasoning was to muffle the moans or squeaks which sometimes popped out and made passersby turn their heads. But I think she just liked the idea of knowing my mouth would be stuffed underneath.   

I reluctantly agreed but soon came to enjoy it. She had even bought me a smooth, shiny rubber mask that she loved making me wear with a ball gag underneath. Anytime we went out for an errand, I was tormented in some way.

While Annika was away on a work trip, I made a quick run to the grocery store alone but without a tease, and it felt just wrong.  I felt too free, no pleasure and no gag to silence me. Later that week, I gagged myself under my mask and put my vibrator in, leaving the remote on random and in the car while I shopped. Despite my orgasm in the freezer aisle, it still didn't feel the same knowing Annika didn't have the remote.

However, Annika had since grown a little bored with the same old gag or vibrator ruse which had led us to today. She had been at the sex store looking for a new vibrator since my trusty bullet had died, and she came home with a bit more. Some new gags, a new vibrator, and handcuffs!

I was unsure of her intentions at first, but I soon found out, and that's my predicament now. Being December, she was able to conceal quite a bit more than just a gag. Under my scarf was a pecker gag allowing any speech to be silenced. A few times while gagged in stores, I had people try to engage in conversation, and I had to mumble behind my gag or simply nod and quickly walk away. Those moments terrified me, but made me dart away, blushing.  

Annika had taken an older winter coat she had and cut the seams in the front pockets. This allowed my arms to go in the pockets and then my wrists to be cuffed to each other in front of me. To anyone walking past, it simply looked like my hands were resting in my pockets when in reality, they were cuffed in front like a prisoner being marched to their cell.  

Lastly, she had inserted a new remote control rabbit toy in my pussy that had thrusting motion and multiple speeds and vibration settings. Even while cuffed and buckled in the backseat of the car, she had already been teasing me so much that I came.  The cuffs rattling under the coat and moaning into my covered gag as I squirted all over her leather seats.

We had been walking around for about twenty minutes, darting in and out of a few shops and storefronts. I had came once more and been on the verge a few times, and Annika was having way too much fun with the remote. As we rounded a corner, I bumped into someone. Looking up, I instinctively mumbled sorry which came out as a muffled mmmph. Looking up, I locked eyes with Mallory, my ex.  

"Caroline, fancy seeing you here. I almost didn't recognize you under that big coat. Doing some shopping? Are you here with anyone?" I turned around to look at Annika, to save me from the embarrassment, but she was nowhere to be seen. Whipping back around, Mallory looked at me, puzzled.  

"Hello? Are you here by yourself?" I blushed beyond the scarf, nodding yes with a quiet muffled noise. "Are you okay? What's going on? Are you sick or something?" 

She was definitely catching onto my predicament, and I didn't know how long I could keep this up for. Suddenly, a clatter under my feet was heard as I looked down, and to my horror, the bright pink remote for my toy had fallen from my back pocket onto the pavement. Annika must have put it in there and stepped away for a minute. She tracked me from her phone, so it wasn't hard for her to find me if she did step into a smaller shop where a bound and gagged girl would stand out.  

Mallory bent down to pick it up in the process, hitting the button turning it up to max as I squeezed my legs together, a high-pitched moan escaping from behind the gag.  

"Oh, are you?" she let out as she touched the button again, this time activating the thrusting motion as I leaned against the wall for support, shaking a bit.  

"Oh, you kinky bitch." She let out a slight laugh and smile as she realised what I had gotten myself into. Reaching for my scarf, I tried to pull away, but she grabbed my arm as the cuffs rattled with the jerking motion. Pulling it down slightly, my face turned bright pink, as she laughed.  

"Gagged and cuffed, I never would have thought. Well, since you obviously did this to yourself, I don't think you will mind if I hijack your little excursion here." Grabbing my arm, she pulled me towards the parking lot as I tried to resist, but with the vibrator still on high and my hands useless, it was of no use.  

"Don't worry, a little ride to my new apt in the trunk will be fun, and I have some more toys you might like to see. I didn't know you were fucking slutty like this, or we would have been doing a lot more when we were together. I will have you back to your car by dinnertime, and you will be free to enjoy your afternoon, but for now, you're mine."

I looked back for Annika as I was marched along the sidewalk, but she was nowhere to be found. What had I gotten myself into?