Fran & Penelo Story 1 - The Excuse
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Final Fantasy Games › Final Fantasy XII
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
Views:
5,567
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
Disclaimer:
This story has sex, leather bondage (LOTS of it) & cute yuri fun. That said: Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy 12 characters or anything else, and I do not make any money from these writings.
Fran & Penelo #1 - The Excuse - Pt 2
Fran & Penelo - The Excuse (Part 2)
*WARNING: This chapter will contain bondage and eventually, this will involve a bit of girl/girl fun...
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“How does it feel?” Fran asked, running her hands once over the material to smooth it against Ashe’s face. The material fit snug around Ashe’s head, with the openings of the eyes allowing Ashe to see perfectly. Her nose was completely covered save for a small opening directly below her nostrils that gave her the ability to breathe freely, and her mouth was still uncovered, but she found that she was barely able to open her jaw.
“It’s tight, but it feels fine,” Ashe said, getting used to the constricting sensation around her head as Fran took hold of the first set of laces in the back of the hood. Drawing each successive loop tighter, Ashe felt the leather pull tighter and tighter against her skin until the last knot was tied over the base of her neck.
“There,” Fran said, closing the knot and remaining laces inside a small clasp box, securing the hood on Ashe’s face. “That would take care of the hardest part.”
Ashe looked over at a mirror across the room and gazed at the sight that she had become. The leather hood fit her like a second skin, pulled tight against her face. She turned from side to side to see how she looked and determined that there was no way anyone would be able to recognize her like this. “It will work perfectly,” Ashe said through nearly gritted teeth, the tightness of the hood making it markedly difficult to open her mouth, despite the fact that it was left uncovered.
“But we are not quite done yet,” Fran said, approaching Ashe holding two more small leather pieces in her hands. “To cover the remaining openings,” she explained, holding up a leather blindfold for Ashe to see. “Will you be alright?”
Ashe gave Fran a nod, resolved to their plan as her eyes were covered by the soft black pads before she felt Fran snap the blindfold onto the clasps around her eyes. With one last push, she knew that her sight was well and truly gone. “I must admit that this does feel a little strange, as well as I know it will work.”
Fran smiled, holding a reassuring hand to Ashe’s face. “Do not worry, I will be with you the entire time,” she said and Ashe gave a small nod. A moment later, Ashe felt something cool press against her lips. “Open,” Fran said, and Ashe did as best she could.
“Mmmff…” Ashe moaned as she felt a cool, tongue-like tab slide past her teeth and settle over her tongue. “Whht iff ih?” Ashe asked, her words barely audible through the mask that she felt being snapped snugly onto her hood, covering her lips.
“In a moment, you will feel that small bag inflate to fill your mouth,” Fran explained as she took the pump in one hand and taking Ashe’s in the other. “Be sure to squeeze my hand when it becomes uncomfortable.
Ashe nodded and she felt what Fran was talking about as the small object in her mouth began to grow slowly. Pressing down on her tongue, the bag inflated until it stretched her jaw wide against the leather of the hood and filled her mouth completely. “Mmmff!” she moaned, giving Fran’s hand a squeeze just after the feeling of fullness turned to discomfort.
“Too much?” Fran asked, curious if the girl had waited a little too long before asking Fran to stop. Ashe nodded and Fran let out a small amount of the air that filled the inflatable gag. “How is that?”
“Hhnnf,” Ashe replied, her voice nearly completely muffled while nodding to let Fran know that she was alright.
“Good,” Fran said, pulling the pump’s hose free of the gag panel and sliding a small cover over the pump’s access hole. “Just two more pieces before you are all ready.”
“Hnn knn…” Ashe nodded, getting used to the sensation of not being able to speak or see due to the tight hood that was secured around her head, masking her completely.
Fran returned to the closet, pulling out two last items for the captive girl; an armbinder and what would be turned into a legbinder. Setting both down on the bed, Fran took each of Ashe’s wrists. “Hold your arms behind you,” Fran said and Ashe did as she was told. Loosening the laces enough for her purpose, Fran slid Ashe’s arms up and into the armbinder before securing the straps that ran up and over her captive’s shoulders. Ashe began to breathe heavily through the hood as she felt the leather pulling her arms tighter and tighter together before Fran finally finished a few inches above her elbows. Tucking the ends of the laces carefully between Ashe’s bound arms, she ran her hands quickly over the smooth, skintight leather.
“Hnn…” Ashe sighed, feeling the pressure of Fran’s hands through the armbinder.
“How does that feel? Is it too tight?” Fran asked, turning her attention to the legbinder’s laces.
“Fhhn…” Ashe said after a moment, pulling her arms around as if to test the bindings that held her fast. She wasn’t sure how long she’d be able to handle being bound, but for now, she felt that she could handle the tightness and constriction if it meant escaping any notice. Being bound and helpless in Fran’s care would certainly be better than anything she’d experience in the care of her enemies.
“I’m glad,” Fran said. “Here, let me help you lie down.”
Ashe felt Fran’s hands around her shoulders, leaning her down on the bed before rolling her on her side. She’d never felt quite as helpless as she did now as she felt Fran slide something else up past her ankles and up just above her knees. Ashe continued to test the armbinder as Fran pulled the laces on the legbinder as tight as they would go, confident that Ashe was now well and truly tied.
“There,” Fran said, standing up off the bed to take in the sight of her fully bound and leather-clad captive. She couldn’t resist a slight smile at her leatherworks being used and working well on the helpless girl. “That’s as good as we’ll get,” she began before leaning down to give Ashe a quick pat on the head. “You look perfect.”
Thanks to the hood tightly laced around Ashe’s head, Fran could not see the sudden blush that sprang up on Ashe’s cheeks at the thought. “Mmmf…” Ashe moaned, her voice unintelligible behind the large gag stuck tight in her mouth.
“Feel free to try and escape, as I am interested to see how well I done in my creations,” Fran said as she returned to the closet once more to retrieve a blindfold and gag for her other soon-to-be captive. “I shall return shortly.”
Ashe thought she heard Fran slide the cabin door open and closed behind her, but the leather hood covering her ears did well in muffling the ambient sounds of the ship. The blindfold that Fran had attached to the front of the hood was doing its job as well as could be hoped for, as she was lost in a world of darkness, her heart beating a little faster with every noise that she could not identify.
“Mmmmff…” Ashe moaned, once more trying to dislodge the gag that Fran had pumped in her mouth, but her tongue was trapped beneath the inflated pouch. She had long since given up trying to spit it out. The armbinder held her fast, as well as the legbinder around her calves. She was trapped until Fran decided that any potential danger was over.
“Hnnn…” Ashe sighed, rolling onto her side, absentmindedly pulling her arms around and struggling against her bonds as she began to settle in for what she hoped would be a quick afternoon of captivity. There was certainly no doubt that a guard would believe that she was being punished for something. The only thing that Ashe could do was wonder where Penelo was, and what Fran had planned for her.
*WARNING: This chapter will contain bondage and eventually, this will involve a bit of girl/girl fun...
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“How does it feel?” Fran asked, running her hands once over the material to smooth it against Ashe’s face. The material fit snug around Ashe’s head, with the openings of the eyes allowing Ashe to see perfectly. Her nose was completely covered save for a small opening directly below her nostrils that gave her the ability to breathe freely, and her mouth was still uncovered, but she found that she was barely able to open her jaw.
“It’s tight, but it feels fine,” Ashe said, getting used to the constricting sensation around her head as Fran took hold of the first set of laces in the back of the hood. Drawing each successive loop tighter, Ashe felt the leather pull tighter and tighter against her skin until the last knot was tied over the base of her neck.
“There,” Fran said, closing the knot and remaining laces inside a small clasp box, securing the hood on Ashe’s face. “That would take care of the hardest part.”
Ashe looked over at a mirror across the room and gazed at the sight that she had become. The leather hood fit her like a second skin, pulled tight against her face. She turned from side to side to see how she looked and determined that there was no way anyone would be able to recognize her like this. “It will work perfectly,” Ashe said through nearly gritted teeth, the tightness of the hood making it markedly difficult to open her mouth, despite the fact that it was left uncovered.
“But we are not quite done yet,” Fran said, approaching Ashe holding two more small leather pieces in her hands. “To cover the remaining openings,” she explained, holding up a leather blindfold for Ashe to see. “Will you be alright?”
Ashe gave Fran a nod, resolved to their plan as her eyes were covered by the soft black pads before she felt Fran snap the blindfold onto the clasps around her eyes. With one last push, she knew that her sight was well and truly gone. “I must admit that this does feel a little strange, as well as I know it will work.”
Fran smiled, holding a reassuring hand to Ashe’s face. “Do not worry, I will be with you the entire time,” she said and Ashe gave a small nod. A moment later, Ashe felt something cool press against her lips. “Open,” Fran said, and Ashe did as best she could.
“Mmmff…” Ashe moaned as she felt a cool, tongue-like tab slide past her teeth and settle over her tongue. “Whht iff ih?” Ashe asked, her words barely audible through the mask that she felt being snapped snugly onto her hood, covering her lips.
“In a moment, you will feel that small bag inflate to fill your mouth,” Fran explained as she took the pump in one hand and taking Ashe’s in the other. “Be sure to squeeze my hand when it becomes uncomfortable.
Ashe nodded and she felt what Fran was talking about as the small object in her mouth began to grow slowly. Pressing down on her tongue, the bag inflated until it stretched her jaw wide against the leather of the hood and filled her mouth completely. “Mmmff!” she moaned, giving Fran’s hand a squeeze just after the feeling of fullness turned to discomfort.
“Too much?” Fran asked, curious if the girl had waited a little too long before asking Fran to stop. Ashe nodded and Fran let out a small amount of the air that filled the inflatable gag. “How is that?”
“Hhnnf,” Ashe replied, her voice nearly completely muffled while nodding to let Fran know that she was alright.
“Good,” Fran said, pulling the pump’s hose free of the gag panel and sliding a small cover over the pump’s access hole. “Just two more pieces before you are all ready.”
“Hnn knn…” Ashe nodded, getting used to the sensation of not being able to speak or see due to the tight hood that was secured around her head, masking her completely.
Fran returned to the closet, pulling out two last items for the captive girl; an armbinder and what would be turned into a legbinder. Setting both down on the bed, Fran took each of Ashe’s wrists. “Hold your arms behind you,” Fran said and Ashe did as she was told. Loosening the laces enough for her purpose, Fran slid Ashe’s arms up and into the armbinder before securing the straps that ran up and over her captive’s shoulders. Ashe began to breathe heavily through the hood as she felt the leather pulling her arms tighter and tighter together before Fran finally finished a few inches above her elbows. Tucking the ends of the laces carefully between Ashe’s bound arms, she ran her hands quickly over the smooth, skintight leather.
“Hnn…” Ashe sighed, feeling the pressure of Fran’s hands through the armbinder.
“How does that feel? Is it too tight?” Fran asked, turning her attention to the legbinder’s laces.
“Fhhn…” Ashe said after a moment, pulling her arms around as if to test the bindings that held her fast. She wasn’t sure how long she’d be able to handle being bound, but for now, she felt that she could handle the tightness and constriction if it meant escaping any notice. Being bound and helpless in Fran’s care would certainly be better than anything she’d experience in the care of her enemies.
“I’m glad,” Fran said. “Here, let me help you lie down.”
Ashe felt Fran’s hands around her shoulders, leaning her down on the bed before rolling her on her side. She’d never felt quite as helpless as she did now as she felt Fran slide something else up past her ankles and up just above her knees. Ashe continued to test the armbinder as Fran pulled the laces on the legbinder as tight as they would go, confident that Ashe was now well and truly tied.
“There,” Fran said, standing up off the bed to take in the sight of her fully bound and leather-clad captive. She couldn’t resist a slight smile at her leatherworks being used and working well on the helpless girl. “That’s as good as we’ll get,” she began before leaning down to give Ashe a quick pat on the head. “You look perfect.”
Thanks to the hood tightly laced around Ashe’s head, Fran could not see the sudden blush that sprang up on Ashe’s cheeks at the thought. “Mmmf…” Ashe moaned, her voice unintelligible behind the large gag stuck tight in her mouth.
“Feel free to try and escape, as I am interested to see how well I done in my creations,” Fran said as she returned to the closet once more to retrieve a blindfold and gag for her other soon-to-be captive. “I shall return shortly.”
Ashe thought she heard Fran slide the cabin door open and closed behind her, but the leather hood covering her ears did well in muffling the ambient sounds of the ship. The blindfold that Fran had attached to the front of the hood was doing its job as well as could be hoped for, as she was lost in a world of darkness, her heart beating a little faster with every noise that she could not identify.
“Mmmmff…” Ashe moaned, once more trying to dislodge the gag that Fran had pumped in her mouth, but her tongue was trapped beneath the inflated pouch. She had long since given up trying to spit it out. The armbinder held her fast, as well as the legbinder around her calves. She was trapped until Fran decided that any potential danger was over.
“Hnnn…” Ashe sighed, rolling onto her side, absentmindedly pulling her arms around and struggling against her bonds as she began to settle in for what she hoped would be a quick afternoon of captivity. There was certainly no doubt that a guard would believe that she was being punished for something. The only thing that Ashe could do was wonder where Penelo was, and what Fran had planned for her.