Jennifer was lying on top of the still bound and corsetted Richard, almost but not quite snoozing in her own ultratight corset and heels, when she saw the sun starting to poke through his almost closed curtains.

"Morning?" she said, wearily. Richard's penis was still inside of her. It wasn't very hard at the moment, but a bit of grinding on her part brought it to life.

There was mumbling from inside Richard's gag. "Time to let you out," she said wearily as she slid off of the black vinyl that still covered his body. Before starting that, she teetered in her heels over to the bathroom and cleaned herself up with a washcloth.

Jennifer walked back over to the bed and started to untie his arm. It took her a minute or so to do that.

Richard immediately reached over and started to work on the restraints of his other arm. "Turn your head," said Jennifer.

He did so, and she unlaced his black hood from his head. A minute later, both of his arms were free and he was able to talk for the first time in hours.

"Did you have fun?" he said. She wasn't sure if there was sarcasm in his voice or not.

"I would have to say yes," she said. "You might want to roll over on your side so I can work on those back lacings." Between the two of them, Richard managed to roll over onto one side. Jennifer sat down behnd him and started to undo the very tight lacings. "How long were you in this thing when you first wore it?" she asked.

"Not this long," he said. There was a pause as she worked on some stubborn lacing. "You can truly be a devious woman, you know?" he said.

"Why, thank you!" she said. "So, have I been a bad girl? How are you going to punish me?" she asked.

"Oh, I know that I will think of something appropriate," he said. "And *long*. You still have one stored up from when you went into my closet."

"Did you like my outfit?" she asked.

"Yes, I did," he asked. "I was very surprised to see you in the corset," he said. "You managed to figure out how to get into it," he said. "I think that I might be able to work the front busks now."

Jennifer and Richard worked on the corset for a couple more minutes, then he was free of it. All that was left was the shoes on his feet.

"I'm very tired," said Jennifer. "And I bet that you are too. Can you wait to punish me until we get some sleep?" she asked. Richard paused, then nodded. "How do I get out of this corset, anyway?" she asked.

Richard smiled at that. "There isn't an easy way, actually. It requires a very special tool that I'm not sure if I have. I'll probably have to have it specially made."

"Have it made?" she asked. "How long is that going to take?" she asked.

"Oh, when I get around to it," he said. "Now, go get some sleep," he said as he handed the hobble skirt to her.

"Oh god!" she said when she was in the hallway. Even after wearing the corset for hours, she still thought that it was *damn* tight! "I bet he knows exactly how to open this thing up," she said. "This is just his idea of a punishment!" And she'd probably pass out even more easily with his style of sex. It was only because she was in control of the pace that she was able to function sexually in the corset for that length of time

Well, she had asked if he was going to punish her. It looks like she had chosen her own punishment.

She was again walking in the clouds, with her impossibly high heels and dress made of clouds. The two green birds appeared, circling overhead.

"Beginning!" screamed one.

"Ending!" screamed the other.

The two birds dove down onto her, and with several powerful beats of their wings they blew away her vapory dress. One of them grabbed her by the shoulders and lifted her up, while the other tore at the straps of her shoes with its sharp talons and beak.

"What?" she said as her shoes fell away. The birds brought her lower and lower, closer and closer to the ground. No, wait, thougth Jennifer. That's the ocean that we're over...

"Take a tailfeather," said the one that was not carrying her. It flew next to her, within arms reach. Jennifer reached out and plucked a long full feather from the creatures tail. She tucked it behind her ear.

"Remember us," said the one that was carrying her. "The feather can help you."

"Remember!" screechted the free flying one as she was released from the bird's grasp. She fell into the ocean with a mighty spash.

Jennifer found herself in a coral reef, with colors and creatures everywhere. She inhaled, and found it to be pleaseant and fresh.

A seahorse swam over to her shoulder. It was less than a foot long. "Your prince travels overhead," it said in a squeaky voice.

Jennifer looked down, and saw that she was no longer human. Instead of legs, she now had a long, elegant fish tail. "I'm a mermaid," she said with wonder.

"Hurry, or you will miss him," it said.

With powerful strokes of her fin, she made her way to the surface. As she did, she saw a ship in the distance. She swam over to it, and saw Richard at the wheel, as other men scrambled about the rigging.

She dove below water, and found that the seahorse was still there. "What do I do?" she asked.

"Sing for him," he said. "Sing for his heart."

"Me? Sing?" she said. "I want him to stay, not to run in terror!"

"Sing," the seahorse insisted.

Taking a deep breath, she again surfaced. The ship was slowly sailing away from her, picking up speed.

She opened up her mouth, and tried her best to sing. It started out ragged, but soon gained an unearthly, hypnotic quality to it. The ship continued to receed, so she swam closer and did it again.

The ship continued to pick up speed, and she knew that she couldn't keep up with it. Jennifer saw Richard leaning over the back of the ship. He took something and threw it towards her.

She submerged and chased after it. She saw it falling towards the ocean floor... With a desperate burst of speed, she swam over and snatched it before a lurking octopus grabbed it with a tentacle. Jennifer looked in her hand, and saw that she had a steel key.

The seahorse was again at her side. "What is it," she asked it.

"It is the key to his heart," it said. "But you must find his heart to use it."

Then the watery world around her started to dissolve, as she slowly awoke and retured to the real world.

She awoke to the grumbling of her stomach. Though how it could grumble in its present predicament was beyond her. Jennifer managed to get out of bed. She found that she had not removed her locked on shoes from her feet before going to bed. Oh, well, she thought as she made her way to the bathroom before heading for the kitchen.

The house was dead as she made her way to the kitchen in her nineteen inch black satin corset and six inch spiked heels. Remembering what the corset did to her appetite, she prepared a very small plate of food from the selection in the refrigerator. "Someone should go shopping soon," she observed. The clock on the microwave revealed that it was five in the evening.

The small plate of food satisfied her. She was surprised to find that she was getting horny again. "There must be something to this frequent sex," she said. Jennifer washed her plate off and made her way to Richard's room.

When she arrived, she found the door unlocked. Richard was asleep in bed, naked and without any particular sex toys attached. The black corset dress was still next to the bed.

Jennifer was about to close the door and leave when Richard woke up. "Is that you, Jennifer?" he said.

"Who else would it be," she replied as she stepped in.

"What are you doing up?" he asked.

"I was hungry," she said. "And, well... I'm horny again, I guess," she said.

Richard laughed at this. "You are amazing, you know that?" he said.

She felt herself blushing as he turned on the lights to the room. "Thank you," she said, shyly. Somehow, it was tough for her to take compliments. She had so few of them that she could remember in her life...

"You are horny again. Do you have something to suggest?" he said. "I'm not planning to dress in the corset for you again, you know," he said.

Jennifer thought furiously. Maybe I'll suggest something up his alley. He probably won't go for jumping on top of me right now. He seems to like elaborat things. "I remember... when you had me in the red rubber hobble dress, with the vibrating belt, you told me that I needed to increase my threshhold for pleasure," she said. "I seem to remember that you were coming *very* easily last night. Maybe you need to work on your self control, too?" she asked.

"You have something specific in mind?" he asked.

An idea crystallized in her mind. "Why don't we have a contest," she said. "You remember that timer thingee you had me hooked up to, with the button? Didn't you say that there was a version that worked for men, too? Something about detecting when you ejaculate?"

"Indeed I did," he said. There was a very pleased look on his face. "That devious part of your mind seems to be working in overdrive now. Have I created a monster?"

"Actually, I was thinking that we could make it a competition," she said. That ought to appeal to his male ego. "First one to get their timer down to zero wins."

Richard thought about that. "Intriguing. I like it. Anything else? What does the winner get?" he asked.

"I'm not sure what the winner gets. I was figuring that you have all sorts of automatic locks and such. Can you rig it that each of us can't get out till the timer reaches zero?" she asked.

"My, you *are* thinking! I could do that. It would take me ten minutes or so to assemble the parts."

"Also," she said, thinking furiously, "we sit facing each other... and wear what we want," she said, with sudden inspiration.

"A minor detail," he said, fully awake. "But let me add a detail. Let's do it blind... and turn the timer readouts away from us, so that there is no way to tell how much time is left. But what about the reward for winning?" he asked.

"Well, I bet that we both want very different things if we win," she said.

"Very well then," Richard said. "You can name your prize now, and I will name mine. You first?"

"All right. I want you to get this corset off of me, and spend all day tomorrow making love to me *without* any corset on me!" she asked. "I want to experience it withouth passing out! And when I say making love, I mean no sex toys, vibrating or not!"

Richard grinned and chuckled. "I hear you! Ah, but I get such a charge out of watching a damsel faint under my gentle touch," he said.

"Try it without the corset then," she said.

"Very well. But if I win..." he said, "You spend tomorrow with the corset, and will be touched *only* by vibrating sex toys for the whole day."

Ack! The opposite of what I asked for. "Get everything set up," she said.

"I think that your double dildo belt is in your bedroom dresser," he said. "Make sure to make sure your bowels are empty before you put it on.

They sat in Richard's den. Richard had worn a pair of rubber trousers. Under that, he had on a chastity belt with vibrating penis sheath and vibrating butt plug. His legs were bound to his chair, and his hands were behind his back. A wire ran from the metal box that would hold his wrists together, to the chastity belt, and down to a box that was plugged into the wall. This belt of Richards did not cover the head of his penis. There was some sort of tiny electrical device that was adhesively attached there that would sense when he ejaculated, and add to his timer for doing it.

Jennifer was wearing her six and a quarter inch high heels from her maid's outfit, and the very tight rubber hobble skirt that she had worn last night. Her legs, too, were bound to the chair. She was wearing her nineteen inch corset, but that was not visible under the rubber french maid's outfit that she had put on over it. The outfit covered her from crotch to neck, and down to her hands as well. She wore rubber gloves, so that the only part of her flesh that was visible was her face. I have on every damn kinky thing that could possibly turn you on! she thought. Take that and try not to cum!

Her button was in her hands, and her chastity belt was in place under the hobble skirt. "I'm ready when you are," she said.

Both of them wore their bedtime wrist restraints with the odd forks on the end. Almost in unison, the two of them plugged in their cuffs. As the electronic boxed detected that they were now bound in place, the vibrators inside of them came to life.

Jennifer made sure to moan and wriggle against her rubber outfit. She had to stop herself after a few minutes, as her wriggling was only making it worse.

She was going higher and higher... Jennifer looked over at Richard. His eyes were not focused, and she saw him trying to breath in a controlled fashion.

Damn you, she thought as the phalluses in her kept bringing her higher and higher. Oh, god, here it comes!

Jennifer closed her eyes, twisted and fought, using every last ounce of will to avoid pushing the button hin her hands. Finally, the avalanche of sensations started to subside. She opened her eyes, and looked over at Richard.

Suddenly, his cock sprang to life. The vibrations ended for him as his juices shot out from his penis. They landed almost directly between her breasts, and slowly dripped down her rubber outfit. "Richard!" she said aloud.

"This was your idea," he said as his vibrations had not yet resumed.

Jennifer fought again as another wave of pleasure snuck up on her. "Oh, please... she said.

She simply had to use the button this time. After she reached her peak, the vibrations in her came to a halt. She panted against the corset and looked over to Richard.

"You have first blood," he said. "Or semen, as the case may be."