Fran & Penelo Story 1 - The Excuse

Fran & Penelo - The Excuse (Part 4)

*WARNING: This chapter is for 18+ only! If you don't like adult situations, don't read any further!! It will contain bondage and involve a lot of girl/girl fun...*



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Ashe had been laying on the bed for what she could only guess was a half an hour by then, and she had already discovered that no matter what she tried, she was not getting out of her bonds without help. The leather clung to her skin tightly, trapping her arms and legs in place while the hood trapped both her sight and her voice.



“Hnmmmff…” Ashe sighed, readjusting her lips as slightly as she could around the inflated pouch in her mouth. The hood didn’t allow her much freedom at all, but the sensation of leather against her skin was beginning to feel almost erotic. She had settled into a curled up position on her side and started to drift off into lands of fantasy where someone she loved had her trapped like this, where she was powerless to resist anything that he may have done to her…



She barely heard and paid no mind to the sound that was Fran entering the cabin; the hood muffled most sound enough that she was unable to tell what was reality and what was fantasy. Her breathing through the hood’s nose opening grew heavier as her fantasies turned even kinkier in nature, and the captured queen never realized that Fran stood over her, gently pressing a cloth under her nose.



“Mmmf…” Ashe moaned, imagining her lover’s caress over her leather-clad body as she breathed in the chemical from Fran’s cloth, lost in her dreams and fantasies as she fell into a deep, bound sleep.



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Fran smiled as she discarded the chloroform-soaked cloth, watching the now-fast asleep Ashe’s chest rise gently against the leather vest she had laced on less than an hour before. Being careful to pick the girl up, Fran carried her to the only other piece of furniture in the cabin, a couch, to lay her down for what would be the few hours that the chemical would hold on her.



With a quick caress of the girl’s leather-covered face, Fran quickly turned her attention back to the mostly nude, blind and gagged girl who waited patiently out in the hallway. With a few quick steps, Fran was standing, smiling, in front of the blonde and still blushing Penelo.



“Fhrahn?” [Fran?] Penelo asked, her heart jumping as she felt Fran’s long fingers take her own hand in them. With a gentle tug, she carefully stepped into the cabin after the beautiful Viera. “He he, whe’re here?” [He he, we’re here?] Penelo asked with as much of a nervous smile as the ball in her mouth allowed.



“Indeed we are,” Fran replied, guiding the partially helpless teen over to stand next to her closet full of leather items. “And as I have promised, we are going to add back some leather to your outfit…”



“Yeff mahhm,” [Yes Ma’am] Penelo said with a quiet nod, holding her hands in front of her, submissively.



Fran pulled a leather body harness out of the closet that she had made especially for the petite captive and couldn’t suppress a gasp at the sight before her. Penelo was obviously blushing in the dimmed light of the cabin, and with her submissive pose, Fran could hardly wait for what she knew would come next. “You look beyond beautiful like that, child,” Fran whispered, separating a few of the straps before she could drape the harness over the young girl’s shoulders. “I can only hope that my craft-works can complement you.”



“I knoh fhy whill,” [I know they will,] Penelo’s whole body flushed a shade of red at the complement from the older Viera. She felt Fran drape something over her shoulders, one strap resting over each shoulder with longer straps draped down her chest. “Hnnn…” she sighed as she felt Fran’s fingers slide across her bared skin, giving rise to goosebumps. No one had ever called her beautiful before, and here she was, being slowly placed into captivity by a woman that could only be described as stunning.



“Please raise your arms,” Fran said gently, prompting Penelo to hold her arms up over her head. She felt Fran take hold of a pair of straps, pulling them tightly around above her bare breasts before buckling each into it’s own buckle attached to a metal anchoring ring tightly between her shoulder blades. “Thank you,” Fran said, guiding the girl’s arms back down to her side.



“Iff ohkay,” [It’s okay,] Penelo replied as she felt another strap, this one below her breasts, pulled just as tightly around her chest. The cool metal of the loops warmed quickly against her skin as the straps that they anchored pressed tight against her ribs, making breathing slightly more challenging, combined with the ballgag still strapped tightly in her mouth.



“Two more,” Fran cooed, tightening the next strap around her midsection, inciting a small giggle from the gagged Penelo.



“Ffohry..” Penelo apologized as she turned back to face Fran, shrinking slightly away from her captor and friend at the sensation. As she did, a small bead of drool escaped from around her lips and fell to the floor between them.



Fran beamed a smile at the girl, despite the fact that the blindfold prevented the blonde from knowing. “Do not worry,” she said, brushing a finger along Penelo’s lower lip to wipe away the remaining drool. “I will just have to remember how ticklish you are after I have you bound!”



“Yhu ffhiehn!” [You fiend!] Penelo exclaimed with a huff, standing defiantly in front of her captor. “Mhaybe ah haff to puh uhp a bih ohf refiftanff…” [Maybe I have to put up a bit of resistance…]



Fran smiled, pulling the leather clad girl back over to her. “Perhaps you should have thought of that before you agreed to my plan,” she teased, taking one side of Penelo’s underwear in hand. “But as you did not, I will need you to step out of these…”



Penelo felt Fran slide the thin fabric down her hips an inch or two, waiting for her to decide if she was still going to play along with Fran’s little game. “Yeff mahm,” [Yes, Ma’am,] came Penelo’s response barely a moment later as Fran stripped her of her last piece of clothing. “Hah…” Penelo sighed, her body growing used to the cool air of the cabin. The warm sensation rising from deep within her began to rush over her with renewed vigor as she felt Fran take hold of the last long strap and pull quickly between her legs. “Aah!” Penelo exclaimed as Fran pulled the end through the buckle at the base of her back, and with the buckle secured, the slightly wider strap pressed deeply against her increasingly warm and now bared pussy.



“Is that too tight?” Fran asked, spinning Penelo around to get a look at the front of her nude captive.



Penelo twisted her body back and forth, each motion causing a shiver to rush up her spine as the strap pressed tight against her crotch. The strap was quickly becoming a close, personal friend of the captive blonde, and the warm sensation reached even newer heights as she felt herself begin to grow wet. She was glad that the strap would manage to keep that fact mostly hidden until she had some time to calm down. “Ihff… ahlrigh…” [It’s… alright…]



“Good,” Fran smiled. The Viera’s sensitive nose had picked up on Penelo’s excitement about her situation, and Penelo’s deep scarlet blush served to reassure her hope that her young companion would be open to even more stimulation soon. Turning back to her cabinet, Fran pulled out another armbinder similar to the one she had used to keep Ashe captive shortly before. “Because I have the next item for your outfit ready if you are.”



Penelo couldn’t deny the excitement she felt as Fran was placing her into increasing captivity. She knew she would have panicked if anyone else had done something like this to her, having her blindfolded, gagged and dressed in only leather straps, but somehow with Fran, she only awaited what came next. “Rhedhy…” [Ready…] the young girl moaned around the rubber ball in her mouth, prompting Fran to step close to her once more.



“Please turn around,” Fran asked, watching as her companion did as she was asked. “And if I could please have your arms behind you…”



Penelo had been wondering when Fran was going to finally finish her bondage. Despite the impending helplessness, she couldn’t help but feel safe in what would be Fran’s care. After a short moment, Penelo held both her arms behind her. “Lihk ffhif?” [Like this?]



“That is perfect, child,” Fran sang, sliding the material of the armbinder gently up over Penelo’s arms. First pulling the anchoring straps over each shoulder, Fran crossed them over Penelo’s chest, tucking each under Penelo’s armpits in turn before tightening the buckles. “Now for the laces,” Fran added, starting at the bottom of the material near Penelo’s fingertips. She slowly tightened each loop of the laces through their small metal holes all the way up over the blonde’s forearms to her elbows, slowly pulling the girl’s arms tightly to each other.



“Aahn…” Penelo moaned as she felt the leather tighten enough to become like a second skin, binding her arms together securely as Fran tied off the final knot of the laces a few inches above her elbows. She felt Fran tuck the laces in the small opening between her arms at the top of the armbinder as she let her now inescapably bound arms rest against her back. “Whow…” she breathed, opting to test the armbinder only to discover for certain what she already knew. “Ffherf no whay ahm gehtinh ouh ohf fhif, ahm ah?” [There’s no way I’m getting out of this, am I?] she said with a shy smile, turning around to face her captor, pulling her arms around her side to show Fran her new, leather-worked bindings.



“Not if I can help it, Penelo,” Fran said with a smile. The way that the armbinder pulled Penelo’s arms together also pulled the blonde girl’s shoulders back, causing her breasts to stand out. It was all that Fran could do not to reach out and caress her captive’s tantalizing chest.



“Ah fhee hah ih ihf…” [I see how it is…] Penelo replied, cocking one hip to the side to stand in as best of a defiant pose as a bound, blind and gagged girl could manage. “Ahn juff whah do yhu haff plahnn fhor me nahw?” [And just what do you have planned for me now?]



“You’ll see soon enough,” Fran smiled, closing the closet’s doors. She stepped over to her leather-clad captive and ran a finger gently down her cheek.



“Aahn…” Penelo moaned, another bead of drool slipping around the large ballgag. The sensation of Fran’s caress on her face was nearly enough to make her knees buckle. Here was Fran, the most sensual person she knew, holding her bound, helpless as her captive. She flushed a bright shade of red as she tried to wipe the drool on her shoulder, only to hear the delightful sound of Fran’s laughter.



“Don’t worry about that,” Fran said with a smile. “That’s all part of the fun of your gag,” she explained. With a finger under the young girl’s chin, she turned Penelo’s blindfolded and gagged face to look up at her.



“Ffuhn, hnn?” [Fun, huh?] Penelo managed to say around the ball. Her pussy had become completely wet as Fran had started to touch her, and she was sure that it was beginning to show around the strap that ran over her. The juices served as an excellent lubricant, causing the strap to slide back and forth over her with each deep breath. “Yhu hahd yhur fhun dreffing mhe in yuhr ahdmittehdly nihff leahfher…” [You had your fun dressing me in your admittedly nice leather…] she began as she felt Fran’s hand leave her face. “Ffo… whehn ihf ih mah tuhrn forh ffuhn?” [So… when is it my turn for fun?]



Fran smiled, knowing that she now had her captive completely, body and mind, and that she would be a willing participant in the next part of her plan. “You are looking for some fun as well then?” she asked, her voice teasing the blonde as she stepped out of her trademark heels.



“Mahbhe…” [Maybe…] Penelo replied a moment later.



Fran’s ears twitched in anticipation as she let the pause hang as she discarded her gauntlets next, moving on to the remaining armor on her legs. “I wonder what kind of fun you might be speaking of?” she asked as she pulled off her headgear, setting it aside on a nearby counter.



“Whelll…” [Well…] Penelo trailed off. She kept hearing the rustling of what she could only guess were Fran’s clothes, and as strange as the idea was, she could barely contain her excitement for where this might have been going. “Ah dohn knoh hah to ahfk…” [I don’t know how to ask…] she trailed off, her embarrassment momentarily getting the best of her.



Having undone the clasps of her body armor, Fran now stood before her captive fully nude. “I think I might know what you’re trying to ask…” she said, her gentle hand returning to cup Penelo’s face.



“Hnn…” Penelo moaned, tilting her face into the caress as she longed for Fran’s touch. “Yhurr leahfher wohrkf ahr amafihn…” [Your leather works are amazing…] Penelo trailed off as she absentmindedly struggled against her bonds. Being bound and helpless made her feel somehow liberated and free with herself and how she felt.



“I thank you,” Fran replied, stroking Penelo’s face as she would a beloved pet. And if she had her way that day, Penelo would become even more than that. “But they only serve to complement the beauty of their wearer.”



Penelo felt a shudder rush up her spine and she stepped closer to Fran, pressing her body against her captor’s. “Ffhankf…” [Thanks…] Penelo said with a slight giggle. “Ah cahn rehlly gihf yhu a huhg righ nah ffhough… Buh ffohmfhin tehlf me thah wahf by defign…” [I can’t really give you a hug right now though… But something tells me that was by design…]



“Perhaps,” Fran allowed, wrapping one arm around Penelo’s shoulders and the other holding Penelo’s head to her chest. She could barely help herself from reaching down and caressing one of Penelo’s pert, firm breasts that were pressed against her. “You know that you are free to tell me anything you wish.”



“Fhree, fhayf tha cahptoh to her cahptiff…” [Free, says the captor to her captive.] Penelo replied with a smile around the ballgag.



“Don’t be cute now,” Fran chided. “Your looks and charm do that enough for you.”



“Aww, yhu ffhink ahm cute…” [Aw, you think I’m cute…] Penelo teased, the grin growing even wider.



“Indeed you are,” Fran stated. “Now don’t give me reason to find a better gag.”



Penelo laughed, each breath causing the leather straps around her body to remind her of her bondage. “Yhff mahm…” [Yes Ma’am…]