About ten minutes had gone by since Clementine had left the bedroom, Alexa estimated, when she heard her wife coming back up the stairs. It made her feel excited for what might be about be about to happen, but without any sense of relief that her predicament might be about to change. She knew better than that. Clem was going to keep her bound to the chair, gagged and blindfolded for quite some time.
The only things she could do were enjoy the experience as much as possible herself, while using her well-practiced skills to make sure Clem had the time of her life. She got the full moment of Bliss treatment whenever they had sexual encounters, with the big differences being that there were real feelings involved and no money changing hands. Faking often wasn't necessary.
The bedroom door opened. "I wanted to leave you longer, but I simply couldn't," Clem said as she came in, closing the door behind her.
"Mmmmph," Alexa groaned timidly into the duct tape that was wrapped tightly around her head, covering and sealing her mouth.
"I know, goddess. You can't talk. But don't worry, you don't need to. Are you warm enough, or do you want me to turn the heating up a bit? Nod your head if you do."
Alexa shook her head. Even naked, the room was warm enough. And things were bound to get hot enough between them soon anyway.
As she was blindfolded by yet more tape, something that she didn't actually like much but was prepared to put up with for her wife's enjoyment, Alexa couldn't see what Clem was doing. But she could sense and smell her walking around the back of the chair. Clem had put some perfume on and she smelled delightful. Alexa was turned on already, and she didn't need to wonder if her wife felt the same. Having her all taped up would have already gotten that job done.
"I know you can't see, but I'm naked right now, baby," Clem breathed, leaning over the back of the chair, mouth next to her ear.
Alexa didn't have to fake a moan of mixed delight and frustration. She could imagine the wonderful sight, but she didn't want to have to imagine it. She wanted to be able to see and touch her wife's voluptuous body.
"I want to touch you," she tried to say, mostly because she knew futile attempts to talk through the tape were like pouring water on a grease fire for Clem's libido.
"Sshh. Sshhh," Clem said gently, still right next to Alexa's ear. "You decided to gag yourself, so you know you can't talk, and you can't blame me. That tape's going to be staying over your mouth all night. There's no point fighting it. Relax and enjoy everything I'm going to do."
Kissing was the first order of business. Clem started behind Alexa's right ear and worked down the side of her neck. Being kissed on the neck was a weakness for Alexa and she might have quivered in delight if she hadn't been so tightly bound to the chair.
"I didn't exactly tell you the truth, Lexi. I'm not totally naked. Can you figure out what I'm wearing?"
Clem gently fondled Alexa's breasts. The slightly rough texture she could feel told Alexa that her wife had rubber dish washing gloves on. Knowing every trick in the book, she was aware that they could be good for heightening pleasure, especially when fingering a woman or giving a man a hand job.
"Mmmmm," she sighed, enjoying the sensations the fondling was giving her. She didn't bother trying to answer the question.
"Rubber gloves, if you didn't figure it out. Red ones. And don't worry, they're not dirty. I found them in a cupboard still in the packet. How do they feel? I like them on my hands."
Gloves or no gloves, the fondling combined with the bondage-inflicted helplessness had Alexa soaking wet. She started moaning in pleasure along with the rhythm of Clem's hand movements.
"That's it, baby. Relax. Enjoy. Don't struggle. Such great tits you've got. You're a true goddess, Lexi. And here you are all taped up for little old me to enjoy."
"You're not old," Alexa tried to say. Of course her words were indecipherable.
"Ssshhhh," Clem urged her. "There's no need to try and talk. Let the tape do its job. God, you look so hot all taped up. I could stand here all night and enjoy this, with your tits in my hands, fondling you with these gloves. One day, now that you're all mine, I want you to tie me up and work your magic on me wearing gloves like these. Will you do that for me baby?"
"I'd love to," Alexa tried to say. Tying Clem up had been strictly, frustratingly, off limits for their entire relationship. Quite how Clem had been able to stick to that rule was a mystery, but she had.
The fondling and sultry talk went on for some time. Alexa was kept in a heightened state of excitement that she knew was mutual.
"I'm going to come around and sit on your lap," Clem said eventually.
"Mmmmm," Alexa mumbled, trying to sound like she approved of that idea.
"I thought you'd like that," Clem said as she came around the chair and got into position. "Originally I was going to keep that blindfold on you, but I'm actually going to let you see. Sit still and I'll peel it off gently so I don't damage your eyebrows."
Alexa complied. Firstly, the didn't like having the tape over her eyes, and secondly Clem's tits would now be right there in her face.
Gently, as promised, Clem peeled the tape from Alexa's eyes, rolled the strip into a ball and tossed it aside.
Alexa's breathing was rapid and she moaned excitedly into the gag. Clem looked beautiful beyond description, and the goods were right there. But she couldn't touch, lick or kiss any of it. It was frustrating in the extreme, which was all part of the experience of course.
"You like what you see, huh?"
The muffled noises Alexa was making answered the question as well as any words could have.
"Mmmm," Clem said, imitating Alexa and getting off on the noises at the same time. "My God, having you taped up is the most incredible experience. You might be in trouble if my heart gives out on me. Holy crap, you're beautiful."
With that, Clem put her hands on Alexa's cheeks and started kissing her, beginning by kissing the tape over her mouth. It added to both the frustration and the excitement for Alexa, who was so revved up that she could feel herself beginning to sweat.
"Do you like my gloves, Lexi? Do they look nice? Do the feel nice against your skin?"
"Mmmmm. Mmpph," Alexa groaned, nodding her head.
"Good girl," Clem said. She then moved downwards with her kissing. She spent some time kissing both sides of Alexa's neck before moving down to her breasts. When she started kissing them and sucking on the nipples, Alexa's body started taking over. She was now unable to fake anything, and had no need to. Her breathing was rapid, her moans becoming louder and longer, and she was straining against the extensive tape restraints holding her in the chair.
"That's it baby," Clem breathed between kisses.
"Make me cum! Make me cum!" Alexa begged, wishing more than ever that she could actually talk. In any case, Clem understood what she was asking for.
"Okay, baby. Now for the main reason I wore these gloves. I bet this will feel great for you."
Clem shifted her sitting position and slipped two fingers into Alexa, whose eyes rolls in ecstasy. This was not going to take long, which in a way was a blessing as she was now struggling to get enough air in through her nose because she couldn't hold back her moaning.
"Don't resist it, baby. Let yourself go. I'll deal with cleaning the chair tomorrow. Hell, we'll buy a new one if we have to. That's it, let yourself go."
Clem quickened the pace of her fingering, of course knowing what worked best to get her wife to her peak. It wasn't long before Alexa started convulsing, climaxing all over Clem's gloved fingers.
"There we go. There we go," Clem gasped, revelling in what she had just made happen. And with that, it was over. Round one was over anyway.
Alexa sat with her head back, desperately breathing as much as she could as she came down from the peak.
"Round one, baby," Clem said, hugging Alexa and nuzzling against her neck. "No need to ask of you enjoyed it. Get your breath back because there's more to come. I'm going to untie you from the chair and move you to the bed, then I'm going to tape you up again."
"Take off the gag. The gag," Alexa pleaded, using her eyes to gesture as well.
"Why?" Clem asked, sitting up. She understood the request. "You need a drink?"
"Mmm," Alexa said, nodding.
"Okay, but once you've had a drink I'm going to tape you up again. Agreed?"
Alexa was more than fine with that and she nodded her agreement.
"Alright then. Wait one moment. I'm going to wash these gloves off and get you a glass of water."
It wasn't as if Alexa had a choice. After enjoying looking at Clem's naked ass and legs while she walked out of the room, she sat and continued to get her breath back while coming down from the high of her orgasm. Even though she knew it would be futile, she tried to struggle with the restraints. All of the tape held her as securely as it had when Clem had first applied it. When it came to binding and gagging with tape, she was as good as Alexa herself, the master of the art.
A few minutes went by before Clem returned, still naked apart from the gloves, now carrying the glass of water she had promised. She set it down on the nearby nightstand and stepped over to her wife.
"Sit still, baby. This is still stuck on tight so I'm going to have to be careful peeling it off. Don't want to hurt you."
Alexa appreciated that, glad that Clem practiced the rule that bondage should be pleasurable, not tortuous. Neither of them were into that kind of thing.
Slowly, gently, Clem unwrapped the gag, taking particular care not to hurt her wife's lips. Eventually, the tape came free.
"Ahh," Alexa sighed in relief. "Damn, honey, that was amazing. You have no idea how beautiful you are, or how much you turn me on."
Clem smiled at her. "I think I have a pretty good idea about how much I turn you on. Let me get you the water." She picked the glass up from the nightstand and brought it to Alexa, holding it for her so that she could drink from it.
"Thank you, that's enough," Alexa said after drinking about half of the water.
"Okay. Ready for me to tape you up again?"
"It's not like I can stop you," Alexa said, back in acting mode.
Clem found the roll of duct tape and theatrically picked it up. "That's right, you can't."