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Beaumains wrote: 2 years ago Great update! I [...] Nope, the paragraphs kept flowing naturally without any description being unnecessary or repititive or slowing me down. A good masterclass in writing.
Nicely put :) And I have to agree. Nothing seems constructed, everything flows. Well done!
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note to self start hitchhiking more.
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mikayluh wrote: 2 years ago note to self start hitchhiking more.
Just find the right truck driver :lol:

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Chapter 53

“Hmmppffff.”

“Hmmppfff.”

“Hmpf.”

“Hmmmppppfffffff.”

It took a few moments for my sleepy brain to figure out what I was hearing. I slowly opened my eyes and noticed that light shone into the bedroom. The thin blinds had trouble keeping the bright sunlight out of the room. The sounds had come from behind me, so I turned around on the bed, looking at what was making the noise. It had not stopped, to the contrary, the moaning had intensified when I started to move. When my eyes focused on the two women lying on my bed, it all came back to me.

“Good morning.” I said, although I suspected it was afternoon already based on the light streaming into the room.

“Hmmmppppfffffff.” Grunted an annoyed sounding Elsa, followed by an equally annoyed sounding Wynonna.

I sat up, feet on the cool linoleum floor on the side of the bed without the two tied up women, noticing that I was nude. My phone told me it was 2 PM, which meant I had slept for 8 hours. Normally I do not sleep that long, but it had been a busy day yesterday and I had played some with my two toys before falling sleep. I turned sideways so that I could look ay Wynonna and Elsa.

“Did you sleep well?” I asked but did not get a reply.

Wynonna could look at me with ease, for Elsa it was more difficult, as she was facing away from me. Earlier that morning, after leaving Wynonna stretched out on the bed, I had released Elsa from the car trunk. Without removing any of the ropes, I had brought the tied-up bundle of Swedish femininity into the trailer. She had looked relieved when I opened the trunk and picked her up, but she had quickly figured out that I was not releasing her, at least not completely. I removed the ropes that kept her in a ball, allowing her to stretch out, but still tied at ankles, elbows, and wrists. Using the ropes that I had removed from her body, I tied her knees together again and replaced the handcuffs with rope restraints. To her credit, or maybe it was the ballgag, she did not complain. After completing the ropes around her legs, I carried her into the bedroom. Both females could see each other, but they kept quiet. Even when I placed Elsa in front of Wynonna, but in the opposite position from Wynonna. Elsa’s head was close to Wynonna’s feet and Wynonna’s head was close to Elsa’s feet. Using some more rope, I had enough of it now that I had access to my bondage bin, I tied the ladies together. After running a rope around their waists, I connected Elsa’s feet to Wynonna’s neck and the other way around.

“Sorry if they are not clean.” I had told both women when I connected the feet from the other woman to their necks.

Both were now smelling the other woman’s feet. At least that generated a few gagged grunts, but I ignored those. It was an interesting position I had left them both in

“Good night.” I had said after some play time, checking the trailer and locking the doors.

Now, 8 hours later, I looked at the two helpless women. As it was a king-sized bed, there was enough space on the bed, but I must have turned around during the night, as I was sure I had cuddled up to Elsa before going to sleep and her hands had been playing with my dick while I had played with her tits. And since Wynonna’s feet were within easy range, I tickled them too. I think I fell asleep with one arm across both women. When I looked at the bedsheet, I could see the dried up cum on the bed, right next to Elsa’s hands, and I knew that the sheets had been clean when I made the bed.

“Washroom?” I asked and both Elsa and Wynonna nodded.

Before I did anything for them, I got to the washroom myself and did what I needed to do, including a quick shower. Walking back into the bedroom after the refreshing shower, I looked at my two prisoners some more. They were really contrasting women in some areas, and so much alike in others. Blond versus deep black hair, European features versus native features. Wynonna was slightly taller, but it was just a little, and she was older, compared to Elsa. Both had lean bodies and very expressive eyes. While I stood at the end of the bed, close to where Wynonna’s head was, I finished drying off. I wish I could say both women were looking at me because I was a stud and had a sixpack, but I suspected it was more because I had told them I would release them.

“Let’s get you off this bed.” I said to Elsa.

I released all the ropes that kept them together before I worked on the ropes that restrained Elsa. The only ropes I left where the ones on her wrists and elbows. While Elsa sat on the bed, I released Wynonna, doing the same with her, just keeping the ropes on her elbows and wrists and the gags in their mouths.

“Okay, shower time.” I told them.

“Hmmppfff?” Wynonna asked in her gag.

“You can release each other in the shower.” I grinned while putting on some underwear.

Elsa rolled her eyes and shrugged. She had figured I was up to something when I did not release her arms. Without a word Wynonna got up of the bed and walked to the washroom, followed seconds later by Elsa.

“Have fun.” I said, while walking to the kitchen to make some coffee.

I figured that they should be able to release themselves from the ropes around their arms. With no other ropes around their bodies, they could help each other. After starting the coffee machine, I walked back to the washroom. There was a lot of muffled giggling going on in the shower stall. It was not a big shower, but 2 people could fit. Looking around the door of the washroom, I could see Elsa working on Wynonna’s elbows, her wrists already freed. It did not take long to get the elbows free. Surprisingly enough, I had expected her to undo her gag first, she started to release Elsa. Minutes later both women were free. Elsa helped Wynonna with the gag harness after removing her own ballgag.

“That is better.” Wynonna said after moving her yaw around.

I decided to head back to the kitchen, as I could smell the coffee, and leave the two women alone with their shower. I started to make some breakfast, consisting of eggs, sausages, and toast. By the time it was ready, Wynonna walked into the living area part of the trailer, dressed in a yellow sleeveless t-shirt and bright blue shorts. It must have been the clothes she had been wearing before coming here.

“That smells good.” She said, walking up to me and kissing me on the cheek.

The move surprised me a little.

“Just a thank you for making breakfast.” She said, seeing my reaction. “I know you are with Elsa.”

“Who is with me?” Elsa asked, as she walked into the room, catching the last part of what Wynonna had said.

She was drying her hair and had dressed in her grey shorts and bikini top.

“I am.” I said, laughing.

Elsa stopped in front of me and looked at me, putting a finger on my bare chest as I had not dressed yet.

“For a moment, when you brought me into the trailer after getting me out of the trunk, I suspected I would be kept tied up while you were screwing Wynonna.” She said, irritation in her voice. “Instead, you make me smell her feet for 8 hours while you slept. And you did not even allow me to go to the washroom before tying me on the bed.”

“But…” I did not get a chance to finish the sentence.

“Hush, I am talking. Next time when you think you should punish us for wanting to surprise you, which was what we were doing, maybe you could just tie me up and fuck her. She might have enjoyed that more than smelling my feet. And why did you punish her with that massive gag?”

For a moment I was speechless, then both women burst out in laughter.

“That was priceless.” Wynonna said. “You should have seen the look on your face.”

“Good afternoon, luv.” Elsa said, kissing me on the lips. “Got yah.”

“You know I will get you both back for that one.” I grinned.

“Oooohhhhhhh, I am shaking.” Elsa laughed.

We ate breakfast and discussed plans for the day, although most of the day had already passed, by the time we were done eating.

“You had to work, right?” I asked Wynonna.

She nodded while devouring a piece of toast. She still ate like it was her last meal on earth, just as she did when we had been together.

“How about showing me Vegas?” Elsa asked. “I have seen enough of the inside of your trailer for now.”

“I can probably get you a room at the Springhill Suites, I know the general manager. It is right across from the Westgate Casino and hotel and the monorail access. Nothing fancy, although they have a pool on the roof. It would mean you won’t have to travel back here, saving an hour travel time. Plus, you would be able to drink.”

The idea was not bad, not having to drive back after visiting Vegas would be nice.

“On one condition.” Elsa said.

“Which is what?” Wynonna asked.

“You are coming along.” Elsa said, not leaving any discussion open on that point.

Wynonna grinned. Both Elsa and Wynonna looked at me. I shrugged, I did not mind either way if Elsa did not have objections, but since she was the one suggesting it, why would I complain.

“I will have to see if I can take some leave.” Wynonna said. “It has been a while I took some, as I was sort of trying to forget wat Adam did to me by working a lot.”

“Understandable.” Elsa said. “So, it is time you get out for a bit and have some fun and really forget about him.”

“Hmmm, being tied to the new girlfriend of my ex, while smelling her feet, really made me forget Adam.” She grinned.

“Sorry.” Was all that I could say.

While Elsa and I cleaned up after our late afternoon breakfast, Wynonna arranged the hotel room and called work.

“We can’t get it for free, but it will be $50 a night.” She said to us.

“That is fine. I won some money in a casino on our way here, so I will pay for that.” Elsa replied.

It reminded me that she and I both had won money since we were together. Maybe that streak of luck would continue now that we were in the gambling capital of the world.

“I saw Wynonna was gagged with a gag I have not seen before. Any other stuff?” Elsa asked.

“It was not a new gag, at least not for me.” Wynonna said.” He bought it for me when we were still together. He loves it, I hate it, but he is smart enough to tie me first, so I cannot resist when he puts it on me. You should give it a try; it is very restrictive.”

“I have no doubt I will be wearing it in the not-so-distant future.” Elsa grinned. “He likes to keep me quiet.”

Wisely, at least I thought I was, I stayed out of the conversation. Whatever I would have said, probably would have been the wrong thing. I quietly finished up the dishes, as there was no dishwasher in the trailer.

“He’s got a box full of stuff that he used to tie me up with. Have you got something to wear to Vegas?” Wynonna changed the subject. “Not saying that we can’t go like this, many of the tourists wear similar things, but I assume we want to stand out at least a little?”

Elsa thought about Wynonna’s question. She had the little black dress she had worn to the diner.

“Only that black thing you saw me in already. Either that or stuff like this. I did not really shop for something else during my visit to Walmart.”

“Girl, you do not shop at Walmart. Okay, Jack, we need to go to my place. And I assume you don’t want to take the truck into Vegas, so we’ll use my car.”

“What? That Ford outside?” I replied, almost laughing as it was not a very new or good car.

“Yeah, yeah, make fun of Adam’s car as much as you want, it runs and is paid for.” She grinned.

“Okay, let’s pack and head to your place. From there we can head to Vegas, assuming you got time off?”

“Oh, yes, almost forgot. Yeah, I have a few days.”

It was 20 minutes later when we drove away from the trailer to Wynonna’s place, the trunk of the car containing amongst other things, the bin with all our bondage stuff.
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Great update as always! I liked especially Elsas "Rant" - you got me there too. I really thought that Elsa meant it. The interaction between Elsa and Jack is fantastic. You created a cute couple here, their relationship grows, and that is beautiful to see!
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That was a fun chapter, [mention]slackywacky[/mention]. It is nice that Jack's girls are always friends. Wynonna is a true sport. And Elsa if second only to the girl of my heart, Stella.

It was also beautiful to hear the girls telling Jack off. They planned that very well.

Oh, and we know they will be meeting someone in Vegas.
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As always, good update
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Another really great chapter! I'm still waiting for revenge on Jack, he punished Elsa so often :D
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FabianStr2016 wrote: 2 years ago Another really great chapter! I'm still waiting for revenge on Jack, he punished Elsa so often :D
Maybe, some day. Not in this next chapter. Actually, this next chapter is very light on bondage. Need to set the scene...
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Chapter 54

“This is nice.” I said, after walking into the room at the Springhill Suites hotel.

I don’t often stay in hotels, and I do not stay in luxury rooms like this one. The room had 2 floors. I pushed the luggage cart into the room, while Elsa and Wynonna were looking around the suite.

“Wow, very nice.” Elsa stated.

Wynonna had driven us to a trailer on the corner of Colorado Street and Water Spout Street in Searchlight. Nothing fancy, just a simple trailer on a corner lot, only a few people in Searchlight had done up their yards. It was a more modern trailer than mine, but that was understandable if you lived in it year around. Since I was hardly ever in my trailer, I was fine with the basics. The girls disappeared for about half an hour in Wynonna’s bedroom sorting through clothes, while I waited in the living room. After I put the suitcase, which they had filled with whatever they had selected, we left for Las Vegas. Wynonna drove, with Elsa riding shotgun, while I was relegated to the back seat. US-95 brought us to Interstate 11, which turned into Interstate 515. Traffic was busy heading into town, as it was late afternoon and people were coming into Las Vegas for the shows. East Flamingo Road and finally Paradise Road brought us to the hotel.

“That looks pretty nice.” Elsa said when the hotel was visible.

The first few floors of the building were parking floors, the hotel rooms were all above it. Compared to some of the hotels on the strip, which you could see from the hotel, this was not that big, just under 300 rooms. It was in more ways than one an odd one out for Las Vegas, as it did not have any slot machines.

“Look at the view.” I said to the women.

You could see the strip from our room, it was just in walking distance if you felt like it, but the Las Vegas monorail would bring you to the strip and one of the stations was right across the street at the Westgate Hotel and Casino. Elsa stood in front of the window, taking pictures. Both Wynonna and I had been to Vegas often enough that we were not as in awe as Elsa was.

“I can’t believe I made it to Las Vegas.” She grinned, almost jumping up and down from excitement.

“Think somebody is happy?” I asked Wynonna who just grinned.

“What are we planning on doing?” She asked. “We’re a little late for a show, most will be sold out. We can look what is available tomorrow or the day after. We probably want dinner somewhere, and not the buffets at the hotels, they are not that great.”

“Let’s change and go out.” Elsa said, putting her backpack on one of the beds on the bottom floor of the suite.

The suite had 2 king sized beds and it was decided that Wynonna would take the one upstairs and Elsa and I would share the lower floor bed. Both floors had bathrooms and sitting areas. The kitchenet was on the lower floor. Two steel poles, which I figured might come in handy later, supported the second floor at the stairs.

“Sounds good to me.” Wynonna said.

She grabbed a bunch of stuff from the suitcase and headed upstairs. Not that she was shy, I already had seen her naked before, but she went upstairs just to put her clothes away. Elsa disappeared in the en-suite, and I could hear water running.

“I need a hand.” Came her voice from the washroom.

I opened the sliding door and walked in. Elsa was standing in the shower area, holding a piece of soap up to me.

“Can you scrub my back?” She asked.

I grinned and stripped, walking into the big shower, and taking the soap. She had done her hair up in a bun so I could easily soap her back. I worked my way from her neck to her buttocks, soaping, rinsing, and kissing her back.

“Hmmm, keep going.” She said, pushing herself with her back against me when I started to kiss her neck.

Holding her with my left arm against me, I used my right hand to soap the front of her body, starting again at the top and working my way down to her breasts, tummy, and crotch area, taking my time. My manhood was stirring and poking Elsa, which made her laugh.

“Somebody is enjoying himself.” She said to me, pressing herself closer to my body. “Maybe we do this later. I bet Wynonna is waiting for us.”

I had completely forgotten about my ex in the room.

“Okay.” I said, not sounding happy.

“Oh, you poor thing. Didn’t get off in time?” She asked me.

She turned around, kneeled, and took my member in her mouth, giving me a blowjob. The shower was still running, and the water was spraying on her. I would love to say I held out for a long time, but that would have been a lie, as it did not take much for Elsa to make me cum. She did not swallow but let the shower water take it all away.

“Better?” She asked me, one of her sly smiles on her face.

I did not know what to say, mostly because I was staring in her eyes and, as usual, lost all sense of what I was doing. She kissed me, breaking the moment.

“You have to stop doing that.” She grinned.

She got out of the shower area and grabbed a towel, throwing it towards me. Picking up another one, she started to dry herself off. For a few moments I still stood there looking at her before my brain started functioning again and I remembered how to use a towel. Not long after, we walked back into the room, Wynonna was already waiting.

“You look hot!” Elsa said, seeing Wynonna dressed in a silver cut out long sleeve bodycon knee length party dress.

It had a high shine and worn detail, with a knotted front above the breasts, and a cut-out area just below that, which showed a very generous amount of cleavage. I stared at her for a moment as she indeed looked hot. Her black hair was done up in a formal low ponytail, using a silver ribbon to tie it together. The 3-inch heels completed the picture.

“Thank you.” Wynonna grinned.

Compared to Wynonna, I was under dressed, wearing the same clothes as I had when Elsa and I had gone out to the Terrible Roadhouse.

“We really need to get you some better clothes.” Elsa stated as I dressed.

She herself was getting in a black matte Sequin Draped Mesh Dress. It barely came past her but and it showed a lot of leg. The left side was mesh material, 5 inches wide, showing her skin underneath and it continued down the long sleeve on her left arm. She was not wearing underwear, as it would have shown through the mesh. On the front right side there was extra material, which was pinned to her left side by a belt around her waist. It was snug and showed off all her curves.

“Wow, I did not know you had these types of dresses.” I said to Wynonna, as these had both come from her closets.

“There is more, but these will do for tonight.” She grinned.

Elsa dried her hair and loosely let it hang over her left shoulder, enhancing the form of the dress. Using hair spray, she made it look as if she had gone to a hair salon before going out. She also had 3-inch string shoes to go with them.

“I saw Wynonna had higher heels, but she reminded me we have to do some decent walking.” Elsa grinned when she put them on.

She sat down at the vanity mirror and applied some make-up. When I looked at Wynonna, I could see that she also had applied make-up. I was going out with two hot looking women.

“Ready?” She asked me when Elsa was done with her make-up. She handed Elsa a little black purse for her wallet and some other stuff.

“Thank you.”

“Do you want to walk across to the monorail, or take a taxi?” I asked.

“Monorail is fine.” Elsa said, Wynonna nodded.

We crossed the street and walked over to the Westgate Hotel. The bellboy opened the door when we came up to the entrance, but we passed him and headed for the monorail station. It looked like he was undressing the girls with his eyes. A little further down from the entrance I got us three passes for the monorail and we headed to the platform, waiting for a southbound car.

“Did you know that the monorail is 3.9 miles long, has 7 stations and actually never goes into Las Vegas itself, the whole track is constructed in Clark County?”

“He’s like a walking encyclopedia at times.” Elsa grinned.

The monorail showed up and we entered it. For the first part it drove along the Las Vegas convention center, before crossing over paradise Road and headed for the LINQ station.

“Wanna do the Ferris wheel?” I asked Elsa, who nodded enthusiastic.

We got out at the LINQ casino and walked over to the Ferris wheel, the largest in the world, according to the signs. Elsa was linking arms on my right, Wynonna on my left. There was a little bit of a line up, so we just waited in line. It was not hard to miss that many people were looking at my two dates.

“Want your photo taken?” A middle-aged man asked us, wearing a camera around his neck.

Based on his name tag he worked for the LINQ Casino.

“Sure.” I said and we posed for a photo, faces together, while standing in the queue.

He gave us a card with a number on it, so that we could get the photo when we came out of the wheel.

“We’re doing glamour photos too, just to the left here in our photo studio. With two gorgeous women like that on your arms, why not come in.”

I figured that so far, I had no real glamour photos from Elsa, in most of the photos she was tied up and gagged, so this sounded like a good idea to get some real shots, professional studio quality, although I noticed he had a Canon camera, and I was a Nikon guy. I decided to tease him a little, while the group in front of us entered the Ferris wheel car. The next car would be ours.

“Are you sure you can take decent pictures with that?” I asked Dylan.

I read the name from the name tag.

“Oh, let me guess, you own a Nikon?” He grinned.

He probably had this conversation before. I laughed and nodded.

“Come by after the trip in the wheel and I show you what I can do.”

At that moment we got to walk into the large pod on the Ferris wheel. Several other people were loaded up too, but there was enough space to walk around. When the wheel started to turn, one full circle, we could see a large area of Vegas and the strip. It was nice to see the area when you were high up, but when the wheel stopped to unload and load other pods, it sometimes was boring, as you just looked at the hotel and casino. It took almost an hour before we were down again and exited the pod.

“Feel like a glamour photo?” I asked Elsa and Wynonna.

“Sure.” Elsa said.

“Why not.” Wynonna answered. “I can always use them for my dating profile.”

We picked up the photo that was taken by Dylan while we were waiting in the queue, at the stand, a whopping 25 dollars for a single photo, before we walked to the casino entrance. It was still warm outside, so when we walked into the cool air from the casino, both ladies reacted. I knew that Elsa was not wearing underwear, so seeing her nipples react to the cold air was fun and I could also see that Wynonna was at least not wearing a bra, as her nipples poked her dress too. And I suspected she was not wearing panties either, but it was a little harder to see.

“Cool in here, right?” I joked, which got me looks from both women.

We found the studio, it was not hard to miss, as the signs pointed in its direction, and we found Dylan inside.

“You came! Great. Let me get my assistant.”

He ducked behind a door and moments later a woman came out from behind the door.

“This is Danielle, she is my wife, but also my assistant, you can call her Dany.”

Introductions went around and Dylan showed us into the studio part of the area. It was a very professional setup.

“We work often on the shows at the varies hotels, Dany doing make-up, me doing photography.” He said when he saw me look around. “This Ferris wheel thing is just to generate some income.”

“Yeah, 25 bucks for a snapshot is good income.” I stated.

He grinned. Dany laughed.

“The prices are set by the hotel.” She replied. “Not much we can do about it.”

“What type of photos are you looking for?” Dylan asked.

There were a lot of genuinely nice photos on the wall, and I picked one that was a close-up of a model.

“Something like that would be great.” I said to no one in particular.

“Of both ladies?” Dany asked.

“At least of Elsa.” I spoke. “I know Wynonna wants some for her dating profile, so she might have other ideas.”

“Depends on the price, I can’t afford much.” She answered.

“If you allow us to use your photo for advertising of the studio, we’ll give you a big discount. Nothing tacky, we do our own advertising, and we will not sell your photo, not even to the casino, unless you want us to.” Dylan said.

“That sounds like something I can live with.” Wynonna stated.

Discussions started on what photos the girls wanted and before long, Elsa sat down in front of the mirror and make up table and Dany started to apply some more make-up.

“For photos like this, you need to do more than what you normally do. The camera sees every imperfection especially when we do close-ups, so we use a thicker base. By the looks of it, you do not use much make-up daily, so this might feel like we’re overdoing it, but that is on purpose.” Dany told Elsa.

“Can’t wait to see how this works out.” I said, genuinely excited.

“It will be change from your normal photos.” Elsa said when Dany was done with her make-up.

“How’s that?” Dany asked.

“Normally when he takes photos of me, I am tied up and gagged.”

“Oh… That is pretty interesting.” She added.

It still surprised me how open Elsa was about the fact that she got tied up. She gave Dany and Dylan a abbreviated version of her travels but included the fact that she got tied up regularly.

“Are you a model? You could be, you have the looks.” Dylan asked.

“No, we’re just having fun.” Elsa replied.

“I am sorry to say, we will not tie you up this time, these will be just regular portraits.” Dany said. “But who knows, we can always arrange something.”

Elsa grinned and sat down on the spot Dylan had prepared, while Wynonna was getting an update on make-up from Dany.

“Lean forward a bit… perfect… little more to the left… okay, smile.”
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You may not have had bondage in this chapter, [mention]slackywacky[/mention], but you surely have us thinking about it. The details that you provide add a unique feeling or realism to your writings. Of course with Elsa, I do dream that she is real.
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GreyLord wrote: 2 years ago You may not have had bondage in this chapter, @slackywacky, but you surely have us thinking about it. The details that you provide add a unique feeling or realism to your writings. Of course with Elsa, I do dream that she is real.
Providing the details is not that hard for this part of the story. I stayed at the Springhill Suites, I travelled on the monorail, I walked the (interesting parts of the) strip and I have been to Old Vegas, where Alana will make her entrance into the story. I did not travel the Ferris Wheel, I did not want to waste my money and the photo studio is a figment of my imagination, but that is a writers privilege ;)

A photo of Elsa (possibly the result of the photoshoot described in the story) is posted a few chapters back. Here is one of Wynonna...

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slackywacky wrote: 2 years ago ...Old Vegas, where Alana will make her entrance into the story.
Interesting to see you bring up Alana, as I haven't heard mention of the backboard Jack was supposed to bring to her. Much as he did when he dropped off the trailers, did he forget it again when he and the girls were getting ready and traveling to Vegas? Is he going to need to take another several hour drive round trip to go and get it?

If so, I can only imagine what fun shenanigans Elsa and Wynonna could get into, or perhaps trouble... After hanging out in a casino maybe they're followed back to their room by one or more guys, or perhaps it's just Dylan and Dany who come back with them to take pictures of them tied up in various ways to surprise Jack.
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tiedpgirl wrote: 2 years ago Interesting to see you bring up Alana, as I haven't heard mention of the backboard Jack was supposed to bring to her.
It is still in the truck. Jack will do what he said he would and deliver the board, and the other box that Denise gave him, to Alana. First they have to meet up. The board is not something that fits in your back pocket :lol:
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Amazing update. It never ceases to amaze me how you can keep three awesome stories going at the same time with great updates. I love the little nuances you put in the stories that make these fictional stories feel so believable. The off the cuff side comment with the two steel poles and how Jack may use them later. As well as these are just regular glamor photos but we can make arrangements have Elsa tied up for a photo shoot. Love it and your uncanny ability to sprinkle in foreshadowing of possible events to come.
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dogrednuht123 wrote: 2 years ago Love it and your uncanny ability to sprinkle in foreshadowing of possible events to come.
I like to tease :lol:

Thank you, and the others who commented, for your continued support.
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Very nice update, and particularly interesting to an old portrait photographer like me. This guy is doing stuff I wanted to be doing back in the day: boudoir photography. Sadly, I got left behind when cameras stopped using roll film, and darkrooms became obsolete.
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The G-Man wrote: 2 years ago Very nice update, and particularly interesting to an old portrait photographer like me. This guy is doing stuff I wanted to be doing back in the day: boudoir photography. Sadly, I got left behind when cameras stopped using roll film, and darkrooms became obsolete.
Thank you for your comment. As an avid advanced amateur photographer I can relate to the end of film and the digital take over. Although it is nice not to have to change film every 36 (37 if lucky) photos and having to wait a week (I did not have a darkroom) for the prints to come in.

On the other hand, I'm even now still digitizing the many negatives I still have.
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Chapter 55

“That was fun.” Wynonna said as we walked out of the elevator on our floor in the Springhill Suite hotel.

“I am glad I listened to you, Wynonna, my feet would have been killing me if I had worn those higher heels.”

Elsa was carrying her shoes in her left hand, her right arm hooked into my left. Halfway walking back from the strip, she had taken them off and had walked the rest barefoot. Both girls were giggling, we had drunk more than we normally would. After having the glamour photos taken, we spend another hour in the LINQ casino, with varying luck, as I lost 50 bucks and Elsa won 40 bucks. Wynonna was the big winner, relatively speaking, as she walked away with 350 dollars in profit, which she could use for the photos.

“The photos will be ready tomorrow after 1 PM.” Dany had said before we left the studio.

The clock in the hotel room showed that they would be ready in 9 hours, as it was just past 4 AM.

“I feel like swimming.” Wynonna stated, stripping of her dress, and headed upstairs to grab a bathing suit.

“Not sure the pool is still open.” I stated, remembering reading the information leaflet on the hotel.

“Party pooper.” Elsa said, as she undressed.

We had dinner in the MGM Grand Las Vegas, before walking down the strip, stopping occasionally for drinks. Both women had been attracting a lot of attention and they got offered drinks at the varies bars we stopped at. It got bad when I had left them alone at the bar because nature called. When I came back, three men were chatting them up. I stood back and just watched. Both Elsa and Wynonna were playing the men. Knowing Wynonna from years ago, she was not looking for that type of relation and the reaction of the men had been priceless when I finally walked up to both women and settled next to them on a barstool.

“Wow.”

Walking down from the upper floor, Wynonna’s 2-piece bikini was not covering much of her body. The white fabric contrasted with her darker skin. The little triangles covering, although covering might have been an over statement, her breasts and crotch did not leave much to the imagination. There was not enough material in her swimsuit to make a handkerchief.

“Ready?” She asked, ignoring my earlier statement about the pool not being open.

I could tell she had removed part of her makeup that Dany had applied for the photos. When I turned around to get my own swimming trunks, I saw Elsa doing the same in the bathroom.

“Almost.” Elsa replied.

She came out of the washroom a few minutes later, dressed in a yellow one-piece bathing suit. It might have been a one piece, but it was cut high at her hips and low at the top, showing a lot of breasts. Her back was bare except for a few straps holding the swimsuit together.

“Let’s go.” Wynonna said when Elsa was ready.

Before I had changed, both women had left the room, heading for the stairs, as we were only 2 floors down from the pool on the roof. By the time I had changed and walked up, they were already in the water. The sign on the door said indeed that the pool was closed after 11 PM, but we were not the only ones in the pool, and the door was still open.

“Come on in, Jack.” Elsa said when I entered the pool deck.

The pool was on the top floor, and you had a great view of the strip and the hotels around you. Because the hotel was next to the convention center, there were no other hotels right next to the Springhill Suite on two sides. The Westgate was not visible from the roof top, as the stairs and maintenance room blocked the view, and to the right there were several condos visible. The buildings on the other sides were all low, giving a great view of the strip, with the curved glass buildings from the Wynn Hotel and Casino taking center stage. We had walked from their back to the hotel earlier.

“Bombs away.” I called out before jumping into the water.

The temperature was still 80+ and the pool water was nice. The other two people in the pool were two women in their early twenties from Montreal, Canada. I noticed Elsa was already talking to them, probably about me being an idiot and jumping like a kid in the water.

“Jack, meet Dominique and Sasha. They are here for a body building and fitness competition that is being held at the Westgate.”

To me, they both looked like they were taking part in the fitness part of the competition, as I could not see the excessive muscles, I associated with body building. Both were blond, tall, about my height, and well rounded in all the right places. Their bathing suits were not much larger than Wynonna’s and I could not help myself by staring a bit.

“Jack!” Elsa kicked me.

“Euh, what?” I asked, forgetting where I was for a moment.

“Stop staring.” Elsa laughed.

“We’re used to it.” Sasha said to Elsa. “Part of what we do is showing off our bodies, hence men will stare.”

“And if we’re lucky, the occasional woman too.” Dominique added, with a slight French accent.

Both women looked like they were in perfect shape. Both had blond hair that reached past their shoulders, which for Sasha looked natural as I could see no coloration at the roots, and their hair framed two expressive faces. Dominique had a cute little nose, which gave her face the look of an aristocrat from France, while Sasha had a few freckles, which gave her a younger appearance.

“Where are you from? You have an accent that is not from here.” Sasha said to Elsa.

The four women huddled in the pool where they could still stand, but only had their heads were sticking out of the water. Sasha and Dominique standing a little more towards the deep end, as they were taller than Elsa and Wynonna. I climbed out and sat on the long edge of the pool, my feet still in the water.

“Sweden.” Elsa answered, enjoying the cool water.

“Oh, nice. Never been there, but maybe some day I will visit it.” Sasha stated. “I like to travel. Maybe if they have a fitness competition there, I could go there.”

“Who knows, you might find a nice truckdriver.” I grinned.

Elsa and Wynonna laughed, but since Sasha and Dominique did not know our story, they did not get the joke, so Elsa explained how she and I met. I was kind of waiting for the moment she would tell the others that I would tie her up, but to my surprise she did not.

“Excuse me, the pool is closed.”

A manager from the hotel stood at the shallow end of the pool, looking at the 5 of us.

“Okay, thank you. We’ll be leaving soon.” I replied.

“Oh, we are?” Elsa asked.

The manager left the pool deck.

“Yes, time to go to bed.” I said to Elsa, the clock on the pool deck showed 5 AM and the sky was getting lighter.

“Can I sleep in the bed, or will I spend the rest of the night tied to the pole?”

Wynonna laughed, but Dominique and Sasha looked at Elsa as if they had misheard what she said.

“Depends on you.” I replied.

“What you mean, getting tied to a pole? Does he tie you up?” Dominique asked.

“I have been tied many times by him, or other people we met on the road. You get used to it, being tied up while he fucks another woman.”

I turned red in the face.

“No worries, Elsa, that will not happen with us. We’re lesbians. How about we tie him up and have fun ourselves?”

“Oh no you don’t.” I said, getting completely out of the water.

The four women in the pool laughed.

“You could also stay with us, we could have some fun, if you want, we can probably find some rope and tie you up.” Dominique said, much to Elsa’s surprise. “I have not tied anybody up in a while, but it is much like riding a bike. You’ll never forget.”

She stepped up to Elsa and kissed her on the mouth, one arm around Elsa’s shoulders, pressing the body of the Swedish woman against her own. It took Elsa little time to react, and she responded to the kiss, her hands around Dominique’s neck. It was not the first time I saw her kiss a woman, I figured the only thing missing was having Megan and Mandy here too. That would have created one hot show to watch.

“Nice body.” Dominique said after a long kiss.

Elsa grinned. Wynonna stood a little to the side. She was not as open as Elsa and had been in regular relationships for most of her life, but the drinks she had tonight were helping. Being tied to Elsa was probably the closet she had come to another nude woman in a long time.

“Let’s go ladies.” I called out.

There was a bit of grumbling going on between the four women, as they were not sure if they would leave the pool, but eventually they all made their way to the shallow end and got out.

“Party pooper.” Sasha said, using the line Elsa had used earlier.

The statement made Elsa laugh. Dominique walked over to Elsa and held her by the shoulders and turned her facing me.

“Your place or ours?” She asked Elsa.

Elsa looked at me, eyebrows raised, giving me the option to dictate what was about to happen.

“We’re going to need some rope if we go to our place.” Sasha mentioned.

“I am going to sleep, I think.” Wynonna said, she had started to yawn now that she was out of the water.

“Okay, our place it is.” Dominique laughed, taking away the option to choose from me. “But we’ll stop by your room first, as I suspect you have some rope we could use, right Jack?”

“And it will tell us where to drop you off when we’re done, since we have to be at the Westgate by 11.” Sasha added.

Elsa looked at me and it almost looked like she was not sure what she was letting herself into, but I shrugged and walked towards the stairs. I was not going to dictate how Elsa lived her life, she could make her own decisions. The four women followed me, chatting away, and it did not take long to get to our room.

“Fancy.” Sasha said, looking around the room. “Oh, now I see what you mean by getting tied to a pole. I bet these will do nicely. Not that I have ever been tied to one.”

She walked to the closets pole and stood with her back against it, her hands together behind her back and the pole.

“Well?” Elsa asked, looking at me.

I might not always be the smartest guy on the block, but in this case, it was not that hard to figure out what she wanted me to do. I grabbed a rope from the box, which was standing not far from the poles, and walked behind Sasha. After putting her hands palm to palm, I tied her hands together, using six wraps, before cinching the rope and knotting it at the top, out of reach of her fingers.

“Looks like I am stuck.” Sasha said, playfully wriggling her arms, trying to shake of the rope.

“Let’s see if I remember how to do this.” Dominique said, grabbing a rope out of the box and indicating to Elsa to stand against the second pole.

It was clear she had done this before, as it did not take long to tie Elsa’s wrists together, much like I had done Sasha’s hands. Wynonna settled down on the downstairs bed, the one Elsa and I were using, looking at what was going on. I sat down on the chair at the office desk.

“I think the party moved here, instead of our place.” Dominique said, a smile on her face.

She walked in front of Sasha and kissed her, pulling down the swimsuit that covered her breasts and grabbing the breasts of her partner, pinching the large nipples.

“Hmmm, have not done this in a while. Not like this, with you helpless.” Dominique grinned after finishing the kiss. “Maybe we should do this more.”

She moved over to Elsa.

“You have wonderful breasts.” She said after sliding her hands inside Elsa’s bathing suit and pinching Elsa’s nipples.

“Leave her alone, you are mine.” Sasha playfully objected.

It was clear to everybody she was just acting.

“What are you going to do about it?” Dominique said, looking at Sasha who was trying to get loose.

“Obviously, nothing.” Sasha replied, not being able to get the rope undone.

“Don’t worry, I’ll spend time with you.” Dominique added.

She left both Elsa and Sasha alone and walked over to the bed where Wynonna was lying.

“You want to play?” She asked the native woman, leaning down, feeling Wynonna’s breasts, and kissing my ex-girlfriend.

Maybe it was the booze, maybe the company, but to my surprise Wynonna reacted and returned the kiss. Dominique laid down next to Wynonna on the bed and extended the kiss. Suddenly I felt a little bit left out and got up and walked over to Elsa, kissing my gorgeous captive. She responded by pushing herself towards me as much as she could with her hands tied behind the pole. I could taste a different flavor when I kissed Elsa, which must have come from Dominique’s lipstick, but it was nice.

“Hello, what about me?” Sasha asked, being the only one not kissing. “I want some too.”
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No, we can't leave Sasha out! This is so good and hot.
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GreyLord wrote: 2 years ago No, we can't leave Sasha out! This is so good and hot.
Absolutely! The chemistry between Elsa and Jack is great, all flows effortlessly, so well done!
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Thank you [mention]GreyLord[/mention] and [mention]Caesar73[/mention] for your comments.
Don't worry, Sasha will get her fair share.
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slackywacky wrote: 2 years ago Thank you @GreyLord and @Caesar73 for your comments.
Don't worry, Sasha will get her fair share.
I count on that :)
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Great continuation! So you went for the glamour photo shoot, and as usual, Elsa approached strangers to pull them out of their comfort zone. Great stuff
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This just keeps getting better and better [mention]slackywacky[/mention] Fantastic stuff!
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