Lexie's Secret Ch. 02

"One more question, Lexie," Selena purred, leaning close to Lexie's ear as she spoke. "Would you like me to stop and let you out?"

Selena lifted her hand off Lexie's mouth, looking expectant. Please don't stop, Lexie thought - but she bit back the words. She couldn't want this. It was just that Selena had found her in such a vulnerable state and somehow stumbled into all her most intense fantasies. Lexie had not agreed to this, could not debase herself further by asking for it to continue. Some stubborn part of her brain clawed its way to the front just enough for her to manage a reply.

"No, no... Selena, please untie me, please."

As soon as the words left her lips, Selena's left hand came back down to cover her mouth. Lexie whined in protest then yelped as Selena's right hand pulled out from under the pillow and twisted her other nipple, sharp and painful.

"Lexie," Selena said firmly, "I told you to answer my questions honestly."

Lexie tried to babble an apology but Selena's hand was tight over her mouth and she couldn't get out any coherent words. When she gave up trying, Selena spoke again.

"I think you need some help admitting what you want. Until you're ready to tell me the truth, I don't want to hear anything from you, understood?"

Lexie nodded frantically, anything to end the pain in her nipple. Selena laughed. She released her grip and lifted her other hand off Lexie's mouth, turning her gaze towards the pillow tied to Lexie's waist. She spent a moment examining the cloth belt Lexie had used to tie the thing on and then slowly pulled the free end through the D-rings.

Lexie felt cold panic as she felt the belt loosen. She knew that the pillow was wet with precum, knew she was as hard as she'd ever been in her life, knew she was not ready for her roommate to see any of that.

"Please don't, please -" the words tumbled out of her and she regretted them immediately. Selena didn't cover Lexie's mouth or pinch her nipple. Instead, Lexie found herself pinned by the most terrifying stare she'd ever seen. How did Selena look so threatening all of a sudden, with just eye contact and a slightly raised brow?

As soon as Lexie pressed her mouth closed, Selena turned back and continued to work the belt free. She pulled the pillow up and Lexie whimpered, trying uselessly to curl towards her side and away from the humiliating exposure.

"Lexie, look at the mess you've made of this pillow. And you tried to convince me you wanted to be untied? I think it'll be good for you to reflect on your body's needs." Selena pulled off the case and tossed the pillow aside. She held the pillowcase up in front of Lexie's face, the wet spot dark and obvious on white fabric. "And since you clearly need some help staying quiet..."

Selena leaned forward and pulled the pillowcase over Lexie's head. Lexie caught one last glimpse of her tormenter's gleeful smile before the fabric covered her eyes. The fabric was thin, letting in enough light that Lexie could still see Selena as a shadow looming over her but not enough to make out any details.

Lexie opened her mouth to protest again but Selena shoved a handful of pillowcase past her lips before she could say anything. Lexie tasted her own arousal on the fabric, a taste she knew well from her habit of sucking on her fingers after making herself come. The association was enough to pull a subconscious moan from her, audible around the bunched-up fabric gag.

Humiliation and anger welled up in her again, as much from her own body's obvious enjoyment of this treatment as from what Selena was doing. She tried to spit out the fabric but Selena held it in place with a firm hand. She felt Selena start to wrap something - the belt? - around her face and the back of her head, first pass holding the gag in place and second pass covering Lexie's eyes so that she couldn't even see the vague shape of her roommate anymore.

Lexie sucked air through her nose, grateful that the thin fabric only offered a little resistance. It was enough to make breathing feel a little scary, but not enough that she would actually fail to pull in enough air. Lexie had gagged and blindfolded herself before, had even put her own hand over her mouth and nose to experiment with the sensation. She hadn't ever been at someone else's mercy though, only daydreamed about it. She couldn't help but moan again into the gag. It was like Selena was pulling these terrible, embarrassing fantasies right out of her mind.

She felt the bed shift as her roommate got up. Lexie strained to listen, but between the pillowcase and the dorm's thick carpet, she couldn't tell anything about what Selena was doing. The lack of information was maddening. Selena could be hovering inches from her or ignoring her from across the room, and Lexie could do nothing but wait. She had been so afraid of Selena's presence, but the anticipation was even worse.

Lexie strained against the belts as she waited. Maybe enough of the ice had melted by now that the towel could slide through the belt loops and let her arm free? She had no idea how long it had been since Selena first walked into the room. With her eyes covered, navigating the ice lock would not be easy, but she had to at least try. If nothing else, Lexie needed to prove to herself that she had the willpower.

Lexie felt along the belt with her fingers. She tried to calm her breathing and focus, tried to forget for a moment about the threat of Selena's presence in the room. She had just stretched her arm out a little more to give more slack when she felt fingers tracing a line down her sternum. It was enough to light her whole body up with desire, pulling her attention firmly away from the tie on her wrist.

Lexie could feel Selena's confidence in her touch - her fingers felt unhurried, almost inevitable. As the touch drifted lower, down Lexie's ribs and across her belly, she couldn't help but arch her back and press into her roommate's hand. Her goal of escape just moments ago was distant and irrelevant. Hadn't she always dreamed of exactly this thing? Why would she even try to get away when she could instead feel this perfect touch?

When Selena's fingertips brushed the tip of her cock, Lexie was even grateful for the gag - her moan was loud, even through the fabric. She felt her hips push upwards, her whole body needing more of her roommate's touch. It was impossible to think about anything other than her desire, made all the more intense by her own body's humiliating response.

And then Selena was touching her, really touching her. She felt Selena's hand wrap around her cock, thumb spreading slick precum in circles. In that moment, Lexie felt better than she had ever felt in her entire life. Heat radiated through her. She rocked into Selena's hand, using every inch of freedom her bound limbs allowed to feel more of this incredible pleasure. Between the bondage, Selena's intoxicating confidence, and her own humiliation, Lexie knew it would take very little time for her to fall over the edge. Some distant part of her thought, maybe if I come I'll be able to think more clearly and get out of this fucked up situation.

Lexie felt the wave of pleasure build from deep within her. She tensed to meet it, thrusting her hips up and panting around the gag. She was so close, that wave was about to crash over her and consume her, it was going to pull her out into an ocean of pleasure and- and suddenly Selena pulled her hand away. Lexie's frantic yells were muffled by fabric and she could only lift her hips a few inches, chasing uselessly after that incredible touch.

Lexie heard her roommate's laughter through the pillowcase and whimpered. She was suddenly hyper aware of how she must look, humping the air and begging wordlessly into the gag. She forced her body to relax. I just need to get free and then I'll be able to think again. Lexie took a couple deep breaths through her nostrils and tried again to focus on the towel-and-belt-and-ice mechanism binding her right arm to the bed. If she pulled on the belt at just such an angle it might slide free. She tugged careful and felt a little slack come into the tie - progress. The ice was melted enough for that, so if she kept going she could...

But then Selena's hand was on her cock again, stroking firmly, wet with Lexie's own leaking arousal. All her focus and self-conscious stillness from a moment ago was gone in an instant. She needed this so badly. The wave was building again and Lexie felt her mouth move around the fabric, begging inaudibly - please please please. The word made her feel desperate and the desperation turned her on and her arousal built the pleasure even higher. And then again she felt the wave about to crash over her, rose to welcome it - and screamed frustration into the gag as Selena pulled away just before the orgasm hit.

Selena's other hand came down over her lips, quieting her yell. "You're loud even with your mouth full, aren't you?"

Lexie whined into the pillowcase and Selena's palm. It was almost impossible to think about anything other than that wave of pleasure receding. Through immense effort, she pulled her focus back towards the tie on her wrist. A little more careful pulling, and then her hand would be free, and then she could touch herself and the wave would come back and it would feel incredible and... she bit back a moan and tried again to clear her mind. She tugged at the belt and felt it shift a little more, a few inches closer to coming loose.

Selena's other hand was on her again, moving faster this time, and Lexie bucked towards the touch. It felt like she was being held underneath that wave of pleasure as it gathered. Her whole body was shaking with the feeling. It took no time at all for her to hit the edge of orgasm again, but she knew this pleasure would stop at the worst possible moment. Please please please, she begged in her mind as she felt the wave beginning to crash inside her.

When Selena inevitably pulled the touch away, Lexie found suddenly that her own right hand had come free. There was still a belt attached to it, but that belt was no longer affixed to the one holding her to the bedpost. She couldn't think about anything other than her need to follow the wave of pleasure. Her newly unbound hand was on her own cock before she could even consciously make a choice about it. Her desperation made her rough and clumsy, but the familiarity of her own touch still brought her back to the cusp of orgasm in moments.

Right as she was about to finally, finally, fall over the edge, her hand was yanked away by the tie on her wrist. She was beyond conscious thought. She fought with animalistic need to get her hand back to her twitching cock. But Selena held the belt tight, taking her left hand off Lexie's mouth and using both arms to pull the belt back up towards the bedpost. How was Selena so fucking strong? As hard as Lexie tried to resist, she felt her arm lifted back into place.

As Selena tied Lexie firmly to the bed again, she talked with casual ease. "Ohh, just wanted me to untie you so you could get yourself off? Now I get why you were begging to be free before. Quite the little show you're putting on here, Lexie. But I like you bound, so that's how you're going to stay."

Lexie felt loopy from being edged and from the hot embarrassment of Selena's mocking words, so it took her a moment to register that she was really, truly tied up for the first time. No ice would melt and let her free now. Something inside her shifted, and she felt tears in the corner of her eyes. She had wanted this for so long, since before she even understood it to be sexual. She felt entirely overcome with a strangely calm pleasure, so different from the wave and still so powerful. She realized she was smiling around the pillowcase even as she began to cry.

When Selena's touch returned, Lexie learned that the dazed happy feeling was, in fact, very compatible with intense physical pleasure. The wave grew slower this time but with even more power. Lexie moaned loudly and was grateful when she felt Selena's hand back over her mouth. She still wanted very badly to come but also wanted this moment to go on forever. When the brink of orgasm approached and Selena pulled her touch away again, Lexie's mind simply accepted the torment even while her body fought, humping the air in powerless need.

The moment Lexie's body stilled, Selena started touching her again. Pleasure roared within her and she was back on the edge in seconds. But as soon as her body rose up to meet the orgasm, Selena stopped. Moments later the touch started again, and was gone almost immediately. Any more than a few strokes of Selena's hand and Lexie knew she'd fall apart entirely. But somehow Selena always knew to stop just before that happened. It's when I tense, Lexie thought through the fog. If I stay relaxed, she won't know to pull away and I'll get to come.

A great idea in theory, but the moment Selena's hand returned Lexie realized that she would need every ounce of self control to stop her body from clenching as the wave of pleasure took her. She felt the pillowcase against her nostrils as she tried to breathe through the intensity of it. The wave was building so high inside her, and now it felt like her entire body was a dam against it. The pressure just built and built. She couldn't understand how she was still holding it in, how she wasn't already coming apart.

And then the dam broke and her whole body flexed. Selena's touch disappeared in an instant, and the wave was somehow receding when it should be crashing over her. Lexie sobbed against the gag and the hand over her mouth. She was completely trapped by her need to come and her total inability to do anything about it. It was the worst and most wonderful thing that had ever happened to her.

"I think, Lexie, that you might be ready to be honest with me." Selena's voice was almost a surprise, pulling Lexie just enough out of her desperation to remember that she was in this state because of her roommate's perfect teasing.

As soon as Selena undid the belt around Lexie's face and pulled fabric out of her mouth, words spilled out. "Please, please Selena, I need to come, please touch me, please!"

Lexie continued to beg as Selena pulled the pillowcase fully off. It was bright without fabric over her eyes, and she closed them against the light - and so she wouldn't have to look at her roommate's self-assured smile. "Selena, please, it feels so good, I'll do anything, just let me feel your touch, please."

"Anything? Interesting. Mmm, I don't think I'll need much from you. Just tell me that you need to come while you're bound and helpless for me."

"Please, please!" Lexie couldn't control the begging any more than she could stop her body from arching up to seek Selena's hand.

"Say the whole thing for me. You said you'd do anything, hopefully a full sentence isn't too much for you to get through."

Lexie took a shaky breath, part of her resisting. But she'd gotten this far, and if she just did as her roommate said maybe that incredible touch would come back. "I... I need. I need to come. While..." she whimpered, her tongue feeling oddly heavy against the degrading words. "While I'm bound and helpless for you."

"Very good," Selena cooed. "See, that wasn't so hard! Now open your eyes and look at me, and say it again."

After a moment of internal struggle, Lexie forced her eyes open. It took even more willpower to keep them open once she saw the predatory hunger in her roommate's face. She was hot with desire and cold with fear all at once. "Please," she whispered, "I need to come while I'm bound and helpless for you."

"Mmm, doing so well. One more time, Lexie, since I really want you to remember how much you need this." Selena gestured to the desk next to the bed, and Lexie's heart dropped into her stomach when she saw the phone propped up and recording. "Tell your future self, and mine. Tell us what you need."

Lexie thought distantly about telling the camera that she didn't want this, that it hadn't been her choice. But she wanted Selena's touch back so badly, and wanted more of those intoxicating bits of praise too. She whined as she forced herself to look up towards the phone.

"I need to come while I'm bound and helpless for you."

The moment the words left her mouth, Selena's touch was back. Lexie moaned loud and low, then pressed her face into Selena's hand as it came down to quiet her. This time, her roommate wasn't holding back at all. Lexie thrust up into the touch and Selena matched her pace. The wave was back and gathering so much speed Lexie didn't think it would be possible to stop this time, no matter what Selena did. Her body pulsed with the feeling as it built - and then the wave finally crashed over her and she was pulled underneath into an ocean of pleasure.

Selena's touch softened but did not stop, drawing the orgasm out longer than Lexie had thought possible. She shook with the intensity at first, body tensing and relaxing in bursts. When Selena's touch finally slowed, Lexie felt floaty and calm. She looked at Selena with a quiet awe.

Selena cupped Lexie's face in her hand. She leaned down, bringing her lips to Lexie's ear. Her voice was soft and sweet as she whispered, "what a good toy you make. I think I might have to keep you."