This is the second and final part of this story. I'll try to link part 1 in the comments... ENJOY!!

Rosie lay in bed, handcuffed, blindfolded and ball-gagged. After she locked away my video game paraphernalia, she challenged had me to tease the lock combination out of her. Unfortunately, my initial plan of using cold water in the shower to tease it out of her had not worked, so I was giving her a moment’s respite to warm back up. She lay in my bedroom, which was a typical lad’s bedroom, decorated with grey, white and blue furniture. It was relatively large for a city centre apartment building as it could fit a bed, desk, and wardrobes while still having room to move round. The bedframe was a gray painted steel, with a metal framework making up the headboard.

Once Rosie had warmed up, it was time for some more fun. I pulled my second pair of handcuffs out of my bondage drawer and placed them on the bed. I unlocked her left wrist from behind her and brought her still cuffed right wrist up to the right side of the headboard. She gave a playful tug as I ratcheted the open cuff shut around a bar on the frame of the headboard. I repeated the same on her left wrist, pinning her arms above her head. I heard the cuffs jingle as she wiggled her arms in their respective cuffs. Moving down to her legs, I pulled her body down to make her wrist restraints go taught. I left her the smallest amount of slack, so that the cuffs did not dig into her wrists. I walked over to my bondage drawer and pulled out a number of lengths of thick cotton rope. I snuggly wrapped a thick band of rope around her left ankle, before knotting it off and securing it to the lower left leg of the bed. I repeated this process on her right leg, stretching Rosie out into a wide spread-eagle position. I took a moment to look at her bondage, and thought about how much she likes to struggle, so decided it was not enough yet. Taking up another length of wrap, I wrapped multiple coils around her left thigh, above her knee. This was a pain-staking process as I had to pass each coil underneath her knee and shimmy it up into place, in order to form a thick band of rope on her lower thigh. I knotted the rope off and secured it to the frame of the bed. I repeated the same tie on her right thigh, further stretching out her legs, and preventing her from turning her legs inwards to escape any torture coming her way. I always love tying up a sub’s thighs like this, as you can wrap the rope tightly without any fear of cutting off a blood supply. I saw my ropes slightly digging into her skin on her thigh, completely limiting movement, and knew she was helpless enough.

“Mmmmphdghh, mppphgh!” Rosie started speaking to me through her ball gag and lightly bouncing up and down on the bed. “What’s wrong baby? Not tight enough for you?”.
“Mmmm,” she said with an eye roll and a middle finger aimed at me, before grunting again and pointing to her gag. I unclipped the ball gag and pulled it away, a trail of drool leaving her mouth in its wake. She asked, “Can I have some water?” so I picked up the bottle on my bedside table and carefully dribbled water into her mouth until she was happy. I cooed “Anything you want to say? A thank-you, or the combination?” I asked. “No…” she replied “Oh wait, yeah. Fuck you!”. I simply sighed and rolled my eyes. What should I have expected from her in this mood? I grabbed a roll of microfoam tape and an ankle sock from my draws, . “I’ve had enough of your gassing again, open up,” I stated. “Nah wait I-mmmmmph,” she got cut off by the sock being forced into her mouth. I always had to use an ankle sock when gagging Rosie, because her mouth was so petite. It filled her mouth and effectively muted any protests coming my way. I cut a strip off the wide microfoam tape and held it in both my hands. Putting a slight stretch on it as I went, I plastered the tape over her mouth and gently pressed across it to smooth it out. Normally I like to use multiple strips of tape. However the microfoam was so wide, and Rosie’s features so petite, that the one strip extended from her nose to her chin, leaving the impression of her lips though the tape.

I watched as she tested her bonds and then sigh as she realised she was stuck. It was time to have some more fun with her, so I pulled a leather belt out of the loops of a pair of jeans I had on the floor. Rosie shifted and shuddered when she heard the belt buckle ring as I did so. I dragged the leather end of the belt slowly along her thigh, up her chest and across her face. I let it crawl across her gagged mouth before turning it and pulling it across the only exposed skin on her face, her nose. “Do you know what’s coming?” I asked. “Mmmmhmmm,” she nodded meekly. “And you know how to prevent it?” I asked. “Mmm mmm,” she shook her head. “Well if you figure it out, let me know,” I said with a smile while folding the belt in half and placing the buckle in my hand. I dragged the looped belt down her torso, across her breast before raising it up and bringing it down across the inside of her thigh with a crack. “Mmmmmph!” She shouted and tensed, causing all of her restraints to go tight. “Did that hurt baby?” I cooed “Mmmmpugh Gyuuu!” She shouted. I slapped the belt across her thigh again, a touch harder this time, before doing so again in the same place to cut short her protests. “Mmmmm-MMMMPH!” Rosie shouted again, pulling against her thigh restrains in an attempt to hide away from my strikes. I mocked her, “But this is what you wanted baby. This is what you asked me to do.” “Mmmmo mphhh mmmph mmmph!” Rosie was continuing her endearing habit of trying to talk as if she wasn’t completely gagged and muted. “Yeah, I can’t understand you,” I said, following by a sharp crack as I brought the belt across her right nipple. “MMMMMPH! Mphhhh ghe phuuumph!” she shouted as she attempted to reflexively sit upright, but was stopped by her cuffed wrists. “What’s wrong baby?” I asked coyly, followed by another sharp slap of the belt across her nipple. “Mmmmph!” she replied. “Let me hide your things, so you have to tie me up,” I mocked, followed by another sharp crack. “Mmmmmmmph!” “Tie me up and be mean to me,” CRACK as the belt hit her right thigh. “Mmmmmmmmmmph!” I watched her muscles go tense as she flexed against her bindings. “I know how to be let out of this….” CRACK, right thigh again. “Mmmmmmmphhhhh!” “But I don’t want to be let out…” CRACK, left nipple. “Mmmmmmmmmph!!!!!!!!!” Rosie was breathing heavily and pulling hard now. “So I have to pretend I don’t like it!” CRACK, harder across the left nipple again. “MMMMMMMMPH!!! MMMMMMMMPH!” Rosie leant forward as much as her bondage would allow, and rhythmically pulled against her cuffs and ropes. Breathing heavily, I knelt on the bed and straddled her torso. I looped the belt under the nape of her neck, and crossed the ends in front of her neck, holding them ready to choke her with it. “Okay, so the question is, do you have four numbers for me?” I asked, applying a light pressure across her neck. “Myyyu mppph mph myussh myagh,” she mumbled through her gag and shrugged. “If you’re trying to tell me that you can’t tell me through the gag, you can show me the numbers on your fingers, yes?” I asked. Rosie didn’t respond, opting only to sigh through her nose in preparation for what was to come. “No?” I asked, pulling the belt taught around her neck. “Mmmnyo,” she spluttered out, shaking her head. The leather in the belt creaked as I tightened it across her neck. Rosie tried to move her neck away and her nostrils flared to attempt to get some air in, with no success. She kicked her legs and attempted to struggle, only succeeding in making herself splutter through her gag. She let out a choked moan and her struggling got more desperate, so I removed the belt from her neck and dropped it to the floor. Nostrils flaring, Rosie tilted her head back and let out a number of groans as she caught her breath.

Once Rosie had recovered, I asked her “Had enough?” “Mmmmph”, she replied, not committing either way. “Ready to give me the combination?” I asked. “Nmmmmo,” she shook her head. “Okay then…” I pinched her nose shut, depriving her of air again. Rosie bucked and let out the smallest of moans. After a few seconds I let go of her nose. Rosie took some deep breaths in and out, but they were cut short by me grabbing her nose again. Already short of air this time, her bucking became harder, and she extended her fingers feebly towards her nose. When I felt it was long enough, I let go of her nose, prompting a gasp and more heavy breathing from Rosie. “What’s wrong baby? Working up a sweat?” I cooed. “Mmmmmmmmphhhhhhhh,” she moaned. I gave her a few more seconds to recover before grabbing her nose again. I started counting down, “30…29…28…”, prompting renewed struggling and bucking from Rosie. She managed to pull her head away from me and gasped more air in. “Mmmmmmmph!” She moaned. “Well I’m saying you can do 30 seconds, and we’ll keep trying until you get it,”. Rosie took some deep breaths and signaled she was ready. I pinched her nose again and began to count down, “30…29…28…”. Rosie initially lay as still as possible to conserve air. I continued counting “…15…14…13…”, and Rosie began to twitch her head away, letting out a miniscule moan. I grabbed her head by the chin to steady it, and Rosie began to pull against her bindings. “6…5……4……..3…….” I extended the time between counts as we approached the end, prompting some annoyed struggling and bucking from Rosie. “….2……….1……..1/2……..1/4”. Rosie was bucking like an angry bull now. She first tried to yank her head away, and then attempted to grab at my hands unsuccessfully with her cuffed hands from a considerable distance away. “….0. Well done baby,” I cooed while letting go of her nose. She took a sharp intake of breath and gasped as air filled her lungs again. Her chest heaved as she regained her breath, letting out slight moans as she went. “Ready to tell me the combination?” I asked. Wordlessly she replied with a shake of her head. “Okay…” I sighed and rubbed my chin, “Time for a new idea,”.

I unwrapped the vetwrap from her eyes, and she blinked as she became more accustomed to the light after being blind for so long. Once her eyes had adjusted, she watched me go into the drawer and pull out a black wand vibrator. I walked back over and straddled Rosie’s chest again, waggling the vibrator in front of her. “Okay, new plan. Look me. You’ve got two options…” I stopped talking when I saw her eyes wondering, and slapped her lightly between the legs. “Mmmmmmph!” She protested. “Look at me,” I hissed and waited for her to make eye contact before continuing, “You’ve got two options now. Either you tell me the combination now, and I make you cum so hard that you see stars…” I pressed the vibrator against her exposed pussy to accentuate the point. I continued “Or…. I can tease you until you’re screaming to cum, and then leave you tied up and frustrated,”. She stared at me wordlessly. It seemed that this predicament had done something that even the tightest of gags couldn’t; made Rosie speechless. “Okay then!” I shrugged, turning the vibrator on. I pressed it against her clitoris, and she let out a long protracted moan. She leant her hips into the wand, as I caressed her exposed breasts. Her started grinding against the vibrator as much as her restraints would allow, and she let out another pleasured moan. Just as she was starting to get into a rhythm, I pulled the vibrator away, prompting her to tilt her head up. “Mmmmmph!” she moaned with a frown and tug of her handcuffs. After a moment’s pause, I put the vibrator back on her clit, prompting another succession of pleasured moans. Her breathing got heavier, and the bed creaked as she flexed against her restraints. Again, I pulled the vibrator away, and I watched as Rosie tilted her head back and bit on her gag stuffing in frustration.

I stood off the bed and got undressed to my boxers, my rock-hard penis creating a prominent bulge. Climbing back onto the bed, I knelt nearer the end of the bed to better access her pussy. I rubbed the vibrator against her glistening pussy again, holding it there long enough to tease her before pulling it back away. On and off I teased her clitoris, waiting until she was in the depths of pleasure before snatching it away to a chorus of struggling and angry groans, all the while stroking my penis with my free hand. I could feel the pressure of an orgasm building in my dick, as the vibrator was against her pussy. Keeping the vibrator where it was, I exposed my dripping penis and began to stroke harder. I moaned in pleasure in time with Rosie, and she stared at me with wide eyes. I leant over her as I felt the orgasm come. I gasped in pleasure as my dick shot hot cum over Rosie’s chest and abdomen, moaning in pleasure. Rosie began nodding and moaning louder, grinding harder and harder against the vibrator. I pulled the vibrator away again and turned it off, prompting an angry moan from Rosie. The whole bed shifted as she pulled against her restraints and she stared at me with a frown, half obscured by her gag. I sighed breathlessly, “You’re right baby, this is fun,” while reaching for a towel and mopping the semen up from her torso. “MMMMPHHH MMMPPPHWWWEASFGH!!!” She shouted through her gag, tugging harder against her restraints. I leant forwards and kissed her lips through the gag. “Wanna tell me the combination now?” I whispered. “MMMMMPH!” She nodded. “Mmmoo, mmmpphhreeee, mmiigh, fghebhen!” She exclaimed, while signaling the relevant numbers on her fingers. “1, 3, 5, 7?” I clarified, “One mo, let me check”. I walked into the living room and found that the code was correct…apparently I had won.

Walking back into the bedroom, Rosie bobbed up and down expectantly. I joked “Soooo, I win yeah? I’m going to go play some video-games. See you later!” Rosie bucked and struggled at this, shouting “MMMMMMPH MYO GGGYGHT MMMYAK HEGHR!”. “Hahaha, alright then baby. Let’s sort you out. I knelt back at the bottom of the bed, and watched as Rosie’s chest heaved, eyes like fire. I turned the vibrator back on, and pressed it against her clitoris. She moaned in pleasure, and I gently rubbed it in place, prompting her to grind on it again. Slowly, her moans became louder and higher. Her grinding became harder and more frantic. I leaned forward, caressing her face and breasts as she closed her eyes. Her moans reached a climax as she orgasmed. She turned her face into the pillow and bit into her gag stuffing as the long awaited pleasure washed over her.

Once the orgasm had passed, Rosie looked up to me with wide eyes. “Fingers?” I asked, prompting raised eyebrows and a nod from her. Leaning back up, I looked at Rosie’s glistening pussy, and slid the middle and ring finger of my right hand into her. Rosie shuddered and moaned in response to this. Slowly at first, I started stroking back and forth. Rosie again started to moan in pleasure, and flex her body in time with my strokes. As I sped up, her breathing got quicker, and her moans louder. “Do you think you’re going to come again?” I asked. “MMMMPUCK MMMYES,” Rosie nodded vehemently. I slid a third finger in, my index finger, and Rosie attempted to gasp through her gag with pleasure. I continued to stroke back and forth, Rosie’s body and moans leading the way. Her nose flared, and her eyes lit up with fire as she got closer to orgasm. Finally, when she was nearly screaming into her gag, I felt her cum. Her pussy twitched in pleasure, as she pulled against her bondage, Rosie moaning all the way. I slowed down my strokes as her orgasm dissipated, eventually removing my fingers. “Did you enjoy that baby?” I panted. “Mmmmmph,” Rosie moaned weakly with a nod. I cleaned up with a towel before removing the gag. I pulled the wet sock out and planted a kiss on her lips. “Anything you want undoing first?” I asked. “Meh,” Rosie replied with a weak hand wave. It was clear she was deep in subspace and her brain had turned to mush.

I untied and uncuffed her, piling the ropes away to be sorted another day. I got dressed and slid into bed, spooning Rosie. Rosie declined getting dressed, and soon fell asleep in my arms. After enough time had passed, I decided I was not ready to go to sleep yet. I got up, planting a kiss on Rosie’s cheek as I left to go to the living room. For the rest of the night, I played video games into the small hours of the morning, while Rosie slept like a baby.

Heavy bondage and video-games with the boys in one evening… sounds like I’d had the perfect night