It was our first Valentine’s Day together, and we had agreed to do something special despite our limited college kid budgets. Lisa laid out this elaborate plan for us: we would go to the mall the weekend prior to Valentine’s Day and each buy a new outfit. Then on Valentine’s Day proper I was to wear that outfit to school, and meet Lisa at a nice restaurant immediately after my evening class. She was very specific about everything. She instructed me not to return to the dorm room at any point after leaving it that morning, not until after our date. I imagined she had some sort of surprise planned, so I agreed to her shenanigans.
That Saturday arrived and we got dressed. The weather was pretty warm despite it being February, so I was able to get by with a short-sleeve shirt and some blue jeans. Lisa wore something similar. We hit the mall to pick out some new clothes. Lisa drug me around the mall by my hand pulling me into a bunch of different stores to try on different things, and then we finally went into one of the anchor department stores to see if it had anything good.
Lisa took my hand and said “Follow me.”
She led me through the store and into the dressing room. I was pretty confused at this point.
“Why are we going in here?” I asked. “We don’t have any clothes yet.”
“Oh, you’ll see.” she said with a sinister smile.
She pulled me into a dressing room stall and locked the door.
“So...” I began.
Suddenly she shoved me against the wall and pressed her lips against mine.
“MMMMM!!!” I grunted in surprise.
She kissed me and pulled away.
“I have a fun little idea.” said Lisa.
“Oh yeah,” I replied. “And what would that be?”
Lisa reached behind her and dug out some small zip ties from her back pocket.
“Here?” I asked. “In the store?”
“Haha, yeah. I think it’ll be fun.” she replied.
She grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards a little metal bar bolted into the wall meant for hanging clothes. I instinctively brought my hands up to it and she fastened the zip ties around my wrists and the beam. Lisa pulled out a scarf from her pocket as well.
“You had that stuffed in your pocket this whole time?” I inquired.
“Yeah, I knew I’d need it. Now hold still.” she said.
Lisa tied a big knot in the middle of the scarf and brought it around my head. I bit down on the knot as she tied the scarf off, effectively gagging me.
“Comfy?” she teased.
Lisa brought her arms around me and gave my breasts a light squeeze.
“Alright, sweetie...” she continued. “I’m going to go get some sexy clothes for you. Don’t go anywhere.”
“MPH?!” I snorted.
Was she really going to leave me tied up in a semi-public place?
Lisa listened at the door to be sure nobody else was coming in the dressing room area. She planted a quick kiss on my cheek and then crawled underneath the space between the bottom of the door and the floor. At least the door would stay locked I guess. I looked around in my little prison...there was a full sized mirror on the back wall, and I could see my helpless self bound to the metal rod. There was a little bench fixed on the side wall, but I couldn’t sit down with my arms suspended the way they were. Other than that, there wasn’t much to look at. The stall was pretty small, and I got bored rather quickly.
I heard footsteps approaching...was it Lisa. I heard the door beside mine open and close. My heart started beating faster as I was no longer alone in the dressing room. Just on the other side of this wall was another person who had no idea I’m here. I stayed perfectly still and could hear them trying on clothes and tossing hangers into the floor.
Finally, I saw Lisa shimmy under the door with a wad of clothes in her hand.
“Sorry it took so long.” she said.
“MPH!!” I grunted while flicking my head towards the wall. I tried getting the point across that we’re not alone.
“Oh.” she said, taking the hint.
She gave me a twisted smile and put the clothes on the little bench. She walked up to me and got behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist. She brought one hand up and put it over my mouth, then slid her other hand into my pants.
“Shhhh…” she whispered. “I’m going to have fun with you while they’re in there. It’s very important that you keep quiet. Think you’re up to the challenge?”
“nnnppphhh...” I grunted into her palm and through the gag.
“That’s my girl.” said Lisa softly as she massaged me through my pants. Fortunately she kept her hands out of my panties, but it was still very pleasurable.
“mmmppphhh...” I moaned as quietly as I could.
“shhh sweetie...” beckoned Lisa in my ear. “Hush now...”
I made an effort to focus on the sounds coming through the wall. The hangers hitting the floor, zippers opening and closing, the ruffling of fabric...anything to take my mind off Lisa and what she was doing to me.
At last, the door of the adjacent stall swung open and we could hear footsteps growing faint as the person left to continue shopping.
“Well that was close.” said Lisa as she pulled her hands out of my pants. “Did you enjoy that?”
“NPH!” I snorted.
“Well I did.” came the retort.
Lisa pulled out some small scissors from her pocket and cut me free. She untied the scarf from my head and folded it back up in her pocket.
“Alright,” she said. “Try on these outfits I found and pick out your favorite.”
“Okay.” I said.
Lisa helped me into the outfits which were all different dresses of pink or red. We finally settled on a short red dress with frilly short-sleeves and ruffles down the front. It was a bit tight, and it forced my breasts to perk up a little in the front, much to Lisa’s enjoyment.
“Oh, I like that one.” she said.
“I don’t know.” I said. “Maybe we should go with one a little more modest.”
“Nah,” said Lisa. “You look so hot in that. Let’s get it.”
“Alright.” I replied knowing it was useless to argue with her.
I changed back into my regular clothes and we bought the dress. Lisa bought herself a pair of black slacks and a lady’s jacket matching it. She was going to look really professional, and I was going to be her candy.
We bought the clothes and went back to school. The next several days were pretty usual, Lisa and I just counting down the days until Valentine’s Day. Finally, it came.
I woke up early to fix my hair and get dressed in the outfit she bought me. I put on my heels and some earrings, plus a gold bracelet.
“How do I look?” I asked Lisa.
“Like an angel.” came the reply. “Let me kiss you, dear.”
She came over to me and kissed me gently.
“You hurry off to class, and then meet me in the student center at 5pm. Don’t come back here.”
“I know.” I said.
I gathered my books and turned towards the door, but not without getting a light smack on the ass from Lisa. I turned my head and gave her a quick look as I left the room. The day went by slowly, as I spent the entire time dreaming about the night that awaited me. I received a few looks from thirsty boys that day as I wore my tight fitting dress around campus, but it wasn’t terrible unusual to see students dressed up from time to time for different functions across the school. My last class ended around 3, so I made my way to the student center. I passed the time reading as I waited for Lisa to come collect me.
She showed up right on time.
“Hey.” she said as she approached.
She looked stunning in her formal attire.
“Hey.” I said.
My cheeks blushed at the sight of her.
“Are you ready?”
“yep.” I said.
I gathered my things and walked behind her as she led us towards the parking lot. She held my hand as we walked down the sidewalk, then opened her passenger door for me. We took my hand again once she got in the car, and we drove to a semi-nice restaurant a few miles away. The evening was magical. We entertained each other, shared food, talked of how great things would be once we moved into that apartment after the semester ended, and passed a little gossip. After about two hours, we left and got back in her car.
Lisa’s temperament changed as we made the short drive back to school. I could notice the difference between her usual self and this current state.
“Everything okay?” I asked.
“Yeah,” she said. “Just nervous. I have a surprise for you back in the room. I don’t know how you’ll receive it though.”
I laughed at this remark. “You? Nervous? Since when have you been nervous about anything?”
“I’m nervous right now.” she said.
I squeezed her hand. “Well, what’s so scary in the room? It can’t be anything too big, right?”
She didn’t respond.
“Oh? That serious, huh?” I said.
Again, Lisa didn’t respond. She kept her focus forward as we kept driving.
“Well,” I continued. “Whatever it is, I’m sure I’ll love it! I love everything you do for me, even if it’s somewhat horrifying at first, haha.”
“We’ll see about this one...” she said.
I was more confused now than I had ever been around her. What was so significant that it would make the invincible Lisa nervous and frightened? After a short while we arrived back and the dorm, and Lisa’s hand was trembling as she pulled the keys out of the ignition. We got out of the car and started walking towards the building. I ran up to her and grabbed her hand to comfort her.
“Hey,” I said while stopping. I tugged her arm to make her look at me. “Whatever it is, I promise you right here and now that I’m going to love it.”
“It’s not a thing.” said Lisa.
“Even better...” I said.
I pulled myself close to her and kissed her in the parking lot. Lisa smiled and started walking again with a new confidence. She tugged me along, and it seemed as though she was back to her usual take-charge self. I was getting really happy and excited as we walked up the stairs to our room. We made it to our door, and Lisa hesitated before opening it.
“Look,” she said to me. “If you don’t like it, just say so. You’re under no obligation here...”
“I bet I’ll like it, whatever it is.” I replied.
“Okay,” continued Lisa. “Just know that you can say no. I need you to know that right now. You can always say no.”
“Haha,” I laughed. “Since when was I ever allowed to say no to you?”
“Well I’m allowing it this time.” she said.
“Okay...” I said. “Open the door already.”
Lisa put her key in the door and slowly pushed it open. I was taken back by what I saw, and I gasped in both horror and excitement. Red rose pedals populated my bed and the floor beside it. The room was dimly lit with those false battery powered candles, and she had soft music playing from her computer. I slowly walked into the room as she followed me in. I looked around and realized why she was so nervous. On my pillow with a few rose pedals was the red ball-gag that we hadn’t used in forever. Around each of the bed posts was a zip tie, already locked into a large circle, just waiting to be tightened up. Midway down the bed was something I hadn’t seen before but knew exactly what its purpose was.
“I bought that on amazon...” she said.
I stared at in in disbelief.
“It’s only 5 inches long.” she said. “I didn’t want to overdo it. Remember, you can say no.”
“I...I...” I didn’t know what to say.
Lisa had bought a strap-on, and she wanted to use it tonight.
“I need to go to the bathroom.” I said.
“Of course.” replied Lisa as she stood aside to let me pass.
I went to the bathroom and sat on the toilet to relieve myself. I thought long and hard on my situation. Lisa had played her cards, and she just needed my response. She wasn’t forcing me to do anything I didn’t want to do, but the question was: did I want it? We had been intimate before, all in the context of our relationship, and this was clearly the next level up. She wanted not just to pleasure me in one of our games, but she wanted to make love to me. Was this something I was ready for? I kept thinking on it...and the answer kept ringing out in my brain. Yes.
I was ready for it. I wanted it. Yes, a thousand times over, yes. I realized that I actually wanted this a long time ago. Perhaps I had wanted this from the start. Whatever the case, I had resolved to have sex with Lisa that night. I washed my hands and dried them off, then returned to the room. I opened the door to see Lisa sitting in her chair.
“Well?” she asked.
“Well?” I replied mimicking her. “Well what are we waiting for?”
Lisa smiled and stood up. I started taking off my accessories and shoes.
“Leave the heels on, babe.” she said.
I didn’t question it. I slid my panties out from under my dress and sat on the bed. Lisa took off her jacket and shoes, but kept the rest of her clothes on. She moved the strap-on aside and took the ball-gag from the pillow. I opened my mouth and accepted it happily. She buckled it behind my head and lightly pushed me down on the bed. I brought my feet up put my hands above me. Lisa grabbed my wrists and brought them against the bed posts, locking them in their respective ziptie. She did the same to my feet, and then took the stap-on. She stepped into it and buckled it around her waist. I was curious as to why we were about to have sex with our clothes on, but I assumed this had something to do with Lisa being nervous about the first time. I was nervous, too, and my feelings exploded when she made a few steps towards me with the strap-on fully erect from her crotch. I squirmed a bit and pulled against the zipties, but I was secured to the bed.
Lisa stopped in her tracks. “Are you having second thoughts?” she asked.
I thought for a moment and then shook my head.
“nph.” I said.
“Okay.” she said as she continued towards me.
I lay perfectly still as she climbed on top of me. She reached down to my dress and lifted it up a little, then laid down on top of me. My eyes stayed locked on hers as she finally signaled that she was about to begin.
“Are you ready, sweetie?” she asked while stroking the side of my face with the back of her hand.
“Mph hmph.” I mumbled.
It was the best night of my life.