Literature
A three-month fetish trip - part 53
Part 53
Something was pounding. Jen couldn't hear it clearly. Something between her ears was pounding. It was her name. She heard it quietly. Louder and louder, until she could hear it clearly.
“JEN!”
She jumped up. She heard her name again, but this time she was awake and could hear where the whining was coming from.
“Shit, I fell asleep.” She struggled to get up and only then realized that she was still tied up.
“What is it?” she said harshly.
“Free me. I have to pee!”
Jen untied her chains one by one and put them aside. Then she got up and stood next to the bed.
“Which one of you needs to pee?” she asked.
“Well, the one without the gag who's about to wet herself, you idiot!” squeaked Daniela.
Jen lifted Daniela, the spandex mummy, off the bed and set her on her feet. She unzipped the bag after removing the gas mask and collar and helped Daniela out of the body bag. As soon as her arms were out of the pockets, Daniela bent down and pulled the bag over her legs. With her last foot in
