Fran & Penelo Story 2 - Favorite Games

Fran & Penelo: Story 2 – Favorite Games (Part 3)



*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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“Mihftrehf Fhrahn?” [Mistress Fran?] Penelo’s heart skipped at the finality of the sound. The lock trapped the gag in her mouth until whenever Fran took it out. Even if she did want to get away, she’d be gagged until Fran decided otherwise. She turned to face her captor, her eyes still closed as she had been commanded. “Cahn Ah ohpehn fhem?” [Can I open them?]



“You may, my sweet,” Fran affirmed, kissing the girl’s forehead sweetly.



Penelo opened her eyes and gave Fran a toothy, gagged smile. “Ffo? Hahw do Ah luhk?” [So? How do I look?]



Fran’s heart pounded in her chest, and she could already feel her own juices beginning to slide out from under her own leather panties. “Like a dream more brilliant than I could have ever imagined…” she replied with a smile. “And like a girl whom I could never wait to start nor ever finish holding…”



Penelo blushed a bright shade of pink as she was suddenly very aware of her hardened nipples in the cool cabin air, and the exquisite pressure that the crotch strap was giving between her legs. She pressed her body against her captor’s in hopes of reminding Fran, as much as her bonds allowed, of what was hers for the taking. “Who faid yhu haff to waiht?” [Who said you have to wait?] she asked around her gag, looking first over at the bed stretched out behind them and then meeting Fran’s gaze.



Fran smiled, caressing her young captive’s cheek with one hand and taking the girl’s leash in the other. “I never said I would,” Fran retorted with a playful smirk and a mischievous glint in her eye. “But not in that bed, my heart…”



“Hnn?” Penelo asked, her eyebrow arching in curiosity as she watched Fran close and lock her leatherworks cabinet after slinging a small pouch over her shoulder.



“Two more gifts before our game can truly begin…” Fran trailed off, walking up to her bound & securely gagged lover. “Turn?”



Penelo did as she was told, and a moment later she felt Fran’s nimble fingers teasing her flowing blonde hair. “Hnn?” Penelo asked as best as the rubber ball allowed, and with a few quick motions, Penelo felt her hair pulled into the first of her usual ponytail braids.



“I had a small amount of material left over, and I could not resist completing the set,” Fran explained as she secured the ponytail with a small leather buckle. “What do you think?”



Penelo turned to look back in the mirror, and couldn’t help letting a giggle escape her gag. “Ihf phrfeht!” [Its perfect!] she chirped, the small leather strap holding her hair was the cherry on top of her leather bindings. “Ffhank yhu, Fhrahn…” [Thank you, Fran…]



“You’re welcome, Penelo,” Fran smiled, taking the rest of Penelo’s hair to repeat the process. “I couldn’t help it,” she explained. “You know how much I like you in leather…”



“Yeff Mahm!” [Yes Ma’am!] Penelo giggled as Fran looped the second leather buckler around her pony tail, finishing the set.



“Come now, child…” Fran said, her beautiful, rolling voice issuing a gentle command that Penelo was happy to follow. Taking a few steps towards the cabin door, Fran let the leash trail as far as it could before sliding the loop at the end of the leash over her hand.



“Wher ahr whe gohin, Mahm?” [Where are we going, Ma’am?] Penelo asked with a giggle, following the leather-clad Viera towards the doorway.



“Since her Mistress was kind enough to leave her blindfold off,” Fran started, turning to give the bound and gagged Penelo a playful wink. With just a slight, anticipatory twitch of her ears, Fran added “My captive will just have to wait and see…”



Penelo blushed and bowed her head slightly, falling back into her submissive character. “Yeff Mahm!” [Yes Ma’am!] she chirped as she took step after careful step, each sending a wave of pleasure up her spine. Slowly, the young blonde followed her captor and lover down the Strahl’s tiny hallway.



Coming to the end of the hall, Penelo finally saw where Fran was going and felt her heartbeat quicken yet again. “Are you alright, child?” Fran asked, turning to see why the leash had suddenly pulled tight behind her.



“Yeff Mahm… Buh…” [Yes Ma’am… But…] Penelo trailed off, her nerves bubbling to the surface. Looking up, she met Fran’s gaze with a slight bit of worry in her eyes. “Whe’re… gehddihn ohf fhe fhihp?” [We’re… getting off the ship?] she asked as a small bead of drool slid out from behind her gag and down her chin.



“Aye,” Fran acknowledged with a reassuring smile. Walking back to her bondaged lover, Fran reached up to wipe the drool from her chin. “The queen did give us a room to stay in…”



“Ffhe dihd do fhah…” [She did do that…] Penelo replied with a slight giggle.



“But she never said just how we were to get there…” Fran added.



“Thrue,” [True,] Penelo agreed.



“And there happens to be a very big, very comfortable bed in there that I am thinking of keeping my very beautiful, very securely bound little captive on all night…” Fran teased; her sweet voice in sing-song tone and tilting Penelo’s chin up as if to kiss the securely gagged girl.



“Ffhe whould lihk fhah…” [She would like that…] Penelo moaned, her body getting goose bumps, reacting to Fran’s touch.



“I thought that she might…” Fran cooed. “And besides…” she trailed off, leaning in to whisper in the blonde’s ear. “I will be with you the entire time… And I would not like to share you.”



“Aahh…” Penelo sighed at the sensation of Fran’s breath in her ear. The Viera had learned very quickly in their time together how to manipulate her, and there wasn’t a part of her that minded at all. “Yeff Mahm…” [Yes Ma’am,] she said, her quivering voice barely above a whisper as she gave a slight nod of obedience.



“Then we go,” Fran said, standing back up and beginning to lead the bound blonde down the boarding ramp and into the small airship hangar.



“Aah!” Penelo gasped, both girl’s heads turning instantly to look in the direction of some small noise that had echoed through the hangar before they both broke down in a laugh.



“Loohkf lihk mhy Mihftref juhft ahf nhervouf ahf Ah ahm…” [Looks like my Mistress just as nervous as I am…] Penelo chided with a relieved grin. “Ahn yhu ahren’t fhe ohne ahl tahied uhp, gahgged, nahked ahn kihdnahped bhy a fhiendiff Fiehra!” [And you aren’t the one all tied up, gagged, nude and kidnapped by a fiendish Viera!]



“Well, if you would like, she could always just leave you here,” Fran retorted with a chuckle.



“Nho ffhankf,” [No thanks,] Penelo replied with a shake of her head. The excitement of her predicament had her juices flowing as strong as ever, and the knowledge that Fran was even just a little bit as nervous as she was served as the only reassurance she needed. “Ah lihk mhy fhiendiff Fiehra…” [I like my fiendish Viera…] she trailed off, twisting slightly in her bonds playfully.



Fran smiled, giving the leash a gentle tug. “Come, Penelo, before your captor decides she wants to take you right here…”



“Yeff Mahm!” [Yes Ma’am] Penelo chirped, taking a few more careful steps as she got used to walking with her arms firmly bound together behind her back.



Fran peered out into the long hallway that lead from the hangars, and once satisfied that they were alone, Penelo followed her out into the open. “If I recall, Ashe said that it was just a few hallways away,” Fran explained, smiling to herself as she led Penelo behind her on her leash.



“A fhew?” [A few?] Penelo asked dubiously. Her heart pounded wildly at not only being bound and gagged by her friend and lover, but at the thought of somebody, anybody, catching them both while they were together like this. The thoughts alone would have been enough to get Penelo’s pussy yearning for Fran’s touch, but the crotch-strap of her leather body harness had decided to help on their own by rubbing rhythmically with each step against her clitoris. “Aahn…” she moaned into the ball strapped firmly in her mouth as she felt another wave of pleasure wash over her. “Fhrahn…” [Fran…]



Fran turned to look at the stunning beauty of a girl who followed closely behind her. Penelo’s juices were now dripping steadily down her leg, and her breath around her gag was becoming quicker and shallower as she got closer to orgasm. “You are doing wonderfully, child,” she said, giving the nervous and highly aroused girl a warm smile.



“Fayf fhe onhe who ihfn’t ahbaut to cuhm…” [Says the one who isn’t about to cum…] Penelo replied with a playful wink as she took a few more steps behind her leash holder.



“Who says you’re the only one…” Fran retorted with a smirk, flicking her long, white ears playfully as she turned to lead her captive on. Penelo couldn’t help but smile at the thought that her appearance, her presence alone, was enough to arouse her Vieran lover.



They reached the end of the first hallway and with a glance to confirm that they were still alone, the pair pressed on into the next before a particularly staggering wave of pleasure rocketed up Penelo’s spine. “Aaahn!!” she moaned, clenching her eyes tightly closed for a moment in hopes that the feeling would pass. She knew that they still had a bit to go, and Fran only ever teased her more when she came before her Mistress had directly caused it.



“Are you alright, child?” Fran asked, her long white hair waving in the cool castle air as she turned to give her leather bound captive a concerned look.



Penelo was blushing deeply and returned to Fran a slightly embarrassed smile. “Yeff Mihftrehf…” [Yes Mistress…] she trailed off before adding, “Mayh yhur cahptihf haff a mihnih, fhough?” [May your captive have a minute, though?]



Fran smiled, seeing the blonde’s juices now flowing steadily down her leg. “Of course she may…” she answered, walking back to wrap an arm around her bound lover’s shoulders.



“Ffhankf, Fhrahn…” [Thanks, Fran…] Penelo rested her securely gagged head tenderly on Fran’s shoulder, cooing slightly as Fran squeezed her close. Despite the strictness and inescapability of the armbinder and her bonds, Penelo never felt freer than when she was in the arms of her friend, captor and lover. Cuddling into Fran’s warm, leather covered body as best as she could, the bound blonde turned to gaze out of the large glass windows that lined each side of the long pathway.



Rabanastre swept out before them from their viewpoint high in the royal castle. Penelo looked down and saw the streets and buildings that she had lived in all her life until that one day when everything changed. That day adventure had come barging into her life and with it came the stunning, wonderful Viera that she could no longer imagine life without. The leather strap slid slightly against her crotch, but the heights of pleasure were subsiding slightly. She couldn’t help but let out a small laugh, prompting Fran to turn her and raise her chin up a bit.



“Something funny, child?” Fran asked, arching a curious eyebrow.



“Juhft fhinkihn…” [Just thinking…] Penelo replied as a small bead of drool slid out from behind her gagged smile.



“Are you now?” Fran pressed with a dubious smirk of her own, wiping the stream of drool tenderly off of Penelo’s chin. “Might I ask what about?”



“Yeff Mahm!” [Yes Ma’am!] Penelo replied with a slight nod. “Juhft haw ftrahnge iht ihf to loohk bahk aht wherr Ah lihfed, ahn wohndr whah fhey’d fhink ihf vhey couhd fhee uhf nahw…” [Just how strange it is to look back at where I lived, and wonder what they’d think if they could see us now…]



Fran smiled, her long white hair falling over her shoulders gracefully as she leaned down to kiss Penelo lightly on the forehead. “I would think that they would suddenly find themselves very jealous…” she said playfully. “Which is exactly why I must keep my treasure for myself!” she added with a gentle tweak of Penelo’s bared behind.



“Aah!” Penelo squeaked, trying to use her bound arms to swat Fran’s hand away only to cause the leather strap between her legs to press firmly against her pussy. “Aahn….”



“Yes, yes… ‘Evil Viera,’ I know…” Fran chided with a laugh as Penelo recovered from the sudden wave of pleasure. “Perhaps that will teach you to defy my leather-works…”



“Ah lihk yhur lehffr-whrkf…” [I like your leather-works…] Penelo replied with a wink as she regained her breath. Her heart was still beating an excited pace under her leather body harness and heaving chest. It wasn’t until a quiet echo from down the hall reminded Penelo of her predicament; she was helplessly bound and gagged out in the castle. “Rehdy wheh yhu ahr, Mihftref…” [Ready when you are, Mistress…] she added after the best nervous gulp that her gag would allow.



Fran smiled, her ears twitching excitedly as she watched another small bead of drool forming around Penelo’s gag. “With you, my resistance might not last to our chambers…” she said, her accented voice ringing sweetly in Penelo’s ears.



“Ah do mhy behft, Mahm…” [I do my best, Ma’am… ] Penelo quipped with a playful wink as she took a few steps ahead of her captor. Waving her bound arms behind her, Penelo shook her hips with each sultry step until the strap that pressed between her legs reminded her of its presence. “Aahn…” she moaned, stopping her mid-step and inciting a laugh from companion.



“Something wrong, child?” Fran teased. She was happy to stand back and watch the sight of the stunning bound beauty in front of her, but as her captive paused, she opted to close the distance that had opened between them.



“My Mihftreffe’f hahnehf whoa’n leh mhe fehduhf her…” [My Mistress’s harness won’t let me seduce her…] Penelo replied with a touch of disappointment and a pout around her gag.



“I think my captive might have already done that…” Fran replied giving the smaller girl a wink and a pat on the head as she passed her by, pulling the leash behind her. “Teasing one’s Mistress…” she added with a smirk. “For that, she’ll have to be punished…” she finished in a sing-song tone that sprang a smile around Penelo’s ballgag.



“Ehfil Vhiera…” [Evil Viera…] Penelo giggled, starting to follow her bronze-skinned lover once more.