Fran & Penelo Story 2 - Favorite Games

Fran & Penelo: Story 2 – Favorite Games (Part 6)



*WARNINGS: This story, just like the first one, IS FOR 18+ ONLY! If you don't like adult situations, don't read any further!! This chapter will contain BONDAGE, NUDITY and will involve a lot of girl/girl fun...*



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“Finally,” Fran sighed, taking a quick look around the large, plush room that spread out before them. “We survived mostly without incident…”



“Mohftly…” [Mostly…] Penelo teased, prompting a small laugh from her captor as she stepped further into the room. “Mahy Ah luhk araouhn, Mahm?” [May I look around, Ma’am?] Penelo asked innocently, smiling up as she tugged on Fran’s heartstrings.



Fran lost herself for a moment in Penelo’s gaze before giving the younger girl a nod. “Go ahead,” Fran replied, unclasping the leach from her collar and setting it on a nearby table.



“Yahy!” [Yay!] Penelo exclaimed from behind her gag, immediately setting about exploring around the room.



Fran found herself walking over to sit down on the bed, giving herself the perfect vantage point to take in the entire room. The room was a large arc shape with the bed in the center of the back wall. Chairs were set around a small reading table nearby, and a long couch served as its mirror on the other side of the room, all in front of the windows that stood as every outside wall. The view looked out over the entire city below, but despite all of what would take any normal person’s breath away, all she could do was stare at her bound lover as she ventured around the room.



“Wahw…” [Wow…] Penelo sighed into her gag, squirming just slightly in her bonds as she stepped close to the window opposite of the bed. “Loohk aht ahll fhah…” [Look at all that…]



“I know…” Fran mused with a smile, knowing that she was not talking about the same thing as her captive. The way that the leather clung to Penelo’s tightly bound arms, and the harness wrapped perfectly around her body was enough to make her hand slide absentmindedly toward her own warm and throbbing pussy. Realizing what she was doing, Fran instead turned to the long leather boots she wore on each leg and began to take them off.



Laying her boots down on the luxuriously carpeted floor next to the bed, Fran undid the buckles on the cuffs that wrapped around each wrist and just above each elbow before sliding her arms out of each sleeve. As she set them aside, the lock of Penelo’s ballgag glinted in the light of the afternoon sun that shone in through the windows and Fran felt her heart beat faster knowing that Penelo had let her do all of that to her. Undoing the buckle that served as her own collar and reaching behind her to unzip the back of her top, Fran slid the garment up and over her head and let it fall back behind her.



With a quick shake of her hips and few sharp tugs, the leather suit slid off her legs and left her sitting nude on their bed.



“Fhrahn…” [Fran…] Penelo trailed off, turning back to look at her smiling captor. “Ahll of fhihf?” [All of this?] she trailed off, taking in the majestic sight of the smiling, nude Viera. Fran’s own voluptuous breasts rose and fell with each breath, and Penelo could see her nipples hard from arousal. The bronze-skinned beauty had every curve that a woman could dream of and then some as Penelo’s gaze drifted slowly down to realize that Fran had not been lying about her own excitement, and the thought that she was the cause of it brought a smile to her gagged lips.



“Yes?” Fran asked, her ears twitching as her long she look the leather strap that held her own ponytail in place out to let her long, shimmering white hair fall around her graceful shoulders. The last piece of leather fell gently to the floor as the two friends and lovers were lost for a moment in each other’s adoring gaze.



“Naht nearly ahf beautihfuhl ahf yhu…” [Not nearly as beautiful as you…] Penelo finally finished, walking over towards her captor as Fran stood up off the bed.



“Penelo, my love…” Fran trailed off, meeting her in an embrace a few steps from the bed.



“Mah Mihftreff…” [My Mistress…] Penelo chirped possessively, burying herself in Fran’s warm, soft body. “Hhhnnn…” she sighed happily as Fran led her over to the bed.



“Come, child…” Fran said, her voice an affectionate whisper as she picked the bound girl up in her arms before carefully kneeling on the large, soft bed.



“Hih,” [Hi,] Penelo chirped, a playful smile dancing across her lips and eyes as Fran set her down; her head resting on one of the many pillows that adorned their bed.



“Hello yourself,” Fran replied, positioning herself over her securely trussed captive, letting her long hair cascade down around them to leave them both in their own small world. “How do you feel?” Fran asked, reaching down to the last loop on the leather body harness that rested just below the blonde girl’s belly button.



“Ahmahfihn…” [Amazing…] Penelo replied with a giggle both from the tickling sensation of Fran’s nimble fingers and in anticipation for what she hoped would happen next.



“Your armbinder doesn’t hurt? You can still feel everything?” the Viera continued, her concern warming Penelo’s heart.



“Fhe ahmbahndeh ihf ihncredihble, Mistress…” [The armbinder is incredible, Mistress…] Penelo trailed off with a smile, struggling slightly against it to show its creator her work. “Ihf fho tigh, buh Ah cahn fhtihl feehl ehffryfhin…” [It’s so tight, but I can still feel everything…]



“I’m glad,” Fran smiled, twisting the securing lock that held the strap running between Penelo’s legs in place. Pulling the clasp out from around the loop, she gave it a quick tug that sent a shock of pleasure up Penelo’s spine to wash over her in a shudder. “But I do think it is high time that we get you out of some of it…”



“Aaah!” Penelo gasped at the sensation of the leather strap that she had become so intimate with over the past half hour pulling tightly against her sensitive pussy before feeling its release from her body. “Oh, Gahds, Mihftreff…” [Oh, gods, Mistress…] Penelo breathed, opening her eyes to meet Fran’s smile with a longing gaze of her own. She felt her own excitement rise to new heights in anticipation of her lover’s touch, and with each heartbeat she felt her pussy grow hotter.



“My sweet Penelo…” Fran cooed, tossing the strap down between them as she let her body drape over Penelo’s bound form. The still securely bound blonde craned her head out of the way as Fran started to kiss her neck and tease her earlobe once more with gentle and playful nibbles.



“Mmmmn…” Penelo moaned into her gag as the warmth of Fran’s breath in her ear was enough to make Penelo shudder in ecstasy. “Oh, Fhrahn…” [Oh, Fran…] she trailed off as the familiar haze of sex and pleasure took hold in her mind again.



“So beautiful…” Fran purred, watching her captive lover bite down on her gag; the rubber ball giving a little as Penelo squirmed beneath her. She let her hand wander slowly down the girl’s chest, pausing for a moment on her soft, exquisite breasts before continuing down. Fran caressed each leather strap that wound tightly around Penelo’s chest, feeling her heart pound with each beat at the knowledge that Penelo had allowed herself to be bound that way. A few kisses on her collared neck later, Fran’s hand found its way to its fully shaved destination between the blonde’s legs, and she could feel the aroused warmth of her lover’s wet pussy.



“Mmmf….” Penelo moaned, opening her eyes to meet Fran’s smiling gaze with one of intense passion. “Mihftrehf, Ah…” [Mistress, I…] she whispered, sending a fresh stream of drool down her chin and a slight giggle to escape from the stunning Viera. The bondaged blonde thrust her hips up to meet Fran’s touch as she added, “Phleehf..?” [Please..?]



“Yes, my heart…” Fran replied, a warm blush glowing on her cheeks as she ran two fingers gently across Penelo’s sensitive, pink pussy lips.



“Aaahh…” Penelo gasped, a sharp intake of breath around the large red ball as she first felt Fran’s graceful fingers graze her before a familiar and welcome touch entered inside her. “Ohh, gahdf, Fhrahn…” [Oh, gods, Fran…]



“Did you miss me down here?” Fran teased, her ears twitching playfully as she went back to nibbling on Penelo’s earlobe and raining light kisses down her captive’s neck.



“Yeehff, Mahm…” [Yes, Ma’am…] Penelo replied with a weak nod. Fran pressed as far inside of Penelo’s wet pussy as her fingers allowed, inciting a deep, satisfied moan from the strictly confined girl. “Vehrry muhhf…” [Very much…]



“I am glad to hear that, child…” Fran answered, gently pulling her fingers almost all the way out before another slow, deep thrust. “I had been absent for far too long…”



“Yehff, Mahm!” [Yes, Ma’am!] Penelo nodded enthusiastically, pressing her hips as hard against Fran’s hand as her bonds allowed. “Mmmhn….” she moaned as Fran started to speed up her thrusts deep inside of her. She felt every muscle tense against their leather bonds, but the armbinder held her tight and bound for her lover’s pleasure. The thoughts of her inescapable captivity only added to the waves of ecstasy that were washing over her in their own little world. “Yhu… Aah!” [You… Aah!] she exclaimed as Fran tweaked her clitoris and sent a sharp wave of bliss up her spine.



“Something wrong?” Fran purred, taking one of Penelo’s breasts in hand and teasing her nipple absentmindedly.



“Nhn nnhn…” Penelo replied, her breath growing shorter under Fran’s ministrations. Her toes curled as she shifted as much as her bondage would allow, her body doing everything it could to give Fran access to her most private areas; to areas that belonged only to her lover and her Mistress. “Juhff…” [Just…] she panted, trying to catch her composure for a moment as Fran plunged deep inside of her. “…fhah Ahm glahd yhur AAH!…” […that I’m glad you’re… AAH!] she exclaimed as Fran returned for a moment to her most sensitive part. “Hhnnf… bahhk…” […back…]



Fran smiled, kissing her younger lover on her cheek. “I am, as well…” she replied, cuddling once more into the crook of her leather-bound Penelo’s neck as she felt the blonde’s pussy begin to twitch as she rose to the peak of orgasm.



“Fhrahn… Mihftrehf…” [Fran… Mistress…] Penelo panted repeatedly, her eyes clenched and her mind increasingly added as the waves of pleasure rising over her started to become enough to push her over the peak of orgasm again. “Fhrahn!!” [Fran!!]



“Come for me,” Fran whispered, her sweet, adoring voice the final piece. The sensations of the leather armbinder and harness holding her tight and fast, the gag Fran had locked in her mouth, the weight and feel of Fran’s warm, magnificent body pressing down on her and the pleasures of Fran’s fingers sliding in and out of her pussy while teasing her clit all combined to drive her beyond any heights of bliss that she ever thought possible.



“Mihftrehf , Ahm cuhmihng!!” [Mistress, I’m cumming!!] Penelo squealed, her gag barely able to contain her moans of pleasure and desire for Fran’s bondage, for her touch and her love as she felt another powerful orgasm break over the world she and Fran inhabited alone.



“Penelo…” Fran sighed, her own pulse pounding both in her chest and between her legs as she felt her partner’s pussy clench down on her fingers in the throes of pleasure. She slowed her movements inside the girl before finally coming to a stop; her fingers rested deep inside the girl’s warm, twitching folds as Penelo strained violently against her bondage.



“Oohn, gahhdf…” [Oh, gods…] Penelo moaned, drool flowing freely from behind her large red ballgag. She pressed her hips hard against Fran’s fingers and curled into her lover as best as she could. Her shallow breaths gradually began to deepen as she came back down from what felt like, each time they were together, the top of the world. “Hhhn….”



“So beautiful…” Fran repeated, feeling that such simple words were not enough to describe the vision she saw before her. Penelo’s chest rose against the leather straps and the somehow delightful weight of her captor as Penelo opened her eyes to give Fran the most adorable, loving, thankful smile she could give.



“Fhrahn…” [Fran…] Penelo purred, tilting her neck up just enough to give Fran a gagged kiss on her forehead. The Viera let out a small laugh as Penelo did the same to the tip of her nose and her blushing cheek. “Fhah whaff…” [That was…] she trailed off, still catching her breath.



“Are you alright?” Fran asked the still orgasm-addled girl.



“Mohr fhan Ah couhl ehffer dhreahm ohf...” [More than I could ever dream of…] Penelo answered as the playful glint returned to her eye. “Mifhtrehf…” [Mistress…]



“Then it seems I have done something well,” Fran laughed, sliding her long and now very wet fingers out of Penelo’s still throbbing pussy.



“Aaww…” Penelo moaned plaintively, pouting slightly around her gag. “Yhu ahlwahf do mhe whell!” [You always do me well!] she teased, prompting a gentle poke in the side from the statuesque Viera that had her pinned to the bed.



“So I should put them back again?” Fran said, taunting Penelo by wiggling her still wet fingers mischievously.



“Yeff, Mahm!” [Yes, Ma’am!] Penelo affirmed, nodding her head enthusiastically.



Fran laughed, shaking her head. “Such an insatiable young girl…” she chided.



“Uh huh!” Penelo chirped, a pink blush on her cheeks and a giddy grin tugging the corners of her mouth up around her gag.



“Then I shall have to…” Fran acquiesced, trailing off to seductively lick Penelo’s juices from each of her long fingers. “But all in good time…” she finally added as Penelo watched her every move intently as her arousal barely faded. Fran reached over to the nightstand that stood next to the bed and picked up a small key before returning her full attention to the girl who lay beneath her.



“Ahf mhy Mihftrehf cohmahndf,” [As my Mistress commands,] Penelo agreed with a slight deferential and playfully submissive bow of her head.



“Then my first command…” Fran said, reaching back behind Penelo’s neck to turn the and pull the gag’s small lock out of its metal loop before a quick tug of the strap pulled the buckle loose.



“Mmmf?” Penelo moaned as Fran took hold of one end of the gag’s straps and tugged at the ball before with a small pop, it pulled free of her lover’s mouth. A few small streams of drool trailed behind it as she lay it on the bed next to them. “Aah…” the petite, bound blonde sighed, flexing her jaw as the mouth-filling ball was no longer her own private chew-toy.



“…is to kiss me,” Fran concluded with a smile.



“Yes, Ma’am…” Penelo giggled, tilting her head back up as her own lips met Fran’s in a fury of passion. The girls’ tongues wrestled as Penelo squirmed in her bonds, wanting for the entire world to wrap her arms around her lover.



“Nnnnh…” Fran moaned, rolling to lie on top of the bound girl as the kiss deepened.



“Ff… Mmm…” Penelo sighed, Fran’s weight on top of her and the pressure of her bondage bathing her in a warm glow that she wished would last forever. She squirmed in her leather harness and armbinder, knowing full well that even if she could escape, she never would.