Amy smiled, understanding what was about to happen, and rested her wrists on the frame. With the way the bed was built and where she was kneeling, she was in a T-shape.
Luisa stood in front of her, making sure that Amy got a good, long look at her body, then slowly tied a scarf around one wrist, testing her tie to make sure that it wasn’t too tight but also that Amy’s wrist was restrained. She then did the same with the other wrist.
Amy looked from wrist to wrist, her face flushed, her eyes bright, clearly revelling in being helpless now, at Luisa’s mercy.
For her part, Luisa knelt down next to Amy and smiled, and Amy smiled back. "I love you," they both said at the same time and started giggling, before Luisa started to gently, slowly trail herfingers across Amy's naked body, starting with her arms, bound tight to the bed, and moving along to touch her shoulders, her back, her chest, her neck, her face, her legs... everywhere, except, for now, the one place that Amy doubtless wanted to be touched more than anything, obvious to Luisa from the way that she was already shifting her hips towards Luisa's hands when they went anywhere near.
Luisa gazed into Amy’s eyes the whole time, save for when she leaned in from time to time in to kiss Amy softly on the lips before pulling back, invariably leaving Amy's lips trying to follow, desperate for more. All Luisa did though was smile, and whisper to Amy to be patient, drawing sighs of both pleasure and frustration from her.
Finally, after a long spell of teasing with her fingers and her lips, Luisa slowly, ever so slowly, ran her hand down Amy's front, right from her neck, all the way down until she brushed Amy's trimmed pubic hair, stroking gently through it and further, touching Amy where she really wanted. As Luisa's fingers finally touched her where she needed to be touched Amy let out a long shuddering gasp, her eyes closing briefly before she opened them again, looking at Luisa with an expression of outright lust.
Luisa took her time though, only gently stroking and playing with Amy, all while her other hand roamed her body and her lips alternated between kissing Amy's body and Amy's lips.
"Please... touch me harder," Amy whispered.
"It's nowhere near time," Luisa whispered into Amy's ear before she resumed nibbling her earlobe, something that she knew that Amy loved.
After a long, long time of touching Amy, Luisa could tell that she was building to something close to a crescendo, the tell-tale little spasms, the gasps, the way that Amy shifted, the way that Amy's wrists pulled against her restraints and her body started to tense, but it was too soon, much too soon, so Luisa stopped, pulling her hand away.
"Don't stop," Amy pleaded. "I... you can't stop... please..."
Luisa kissed her on the lips again, her tongue flicking teasingly against Amy’s. “Remember, quality over quantity. I’m just doing what you asked me to.”
Amy let out a little frustrated grunt but then kissed Luisa back harder.
For the next few minutes, Luisa restricted herself to stroking the rest of Amy's body again, looking into her eyes, and the look of pure lust on Amy's face was the sexiest thing that Luisa thought she'd ever seen... it was a sight to behold.
"Time to change position," Luisa whispered, untying both of Amy's arms. "Do you need a moment to rest them?"
Amy nodded, and Luisa let her sit there for a few moments, before saying, "Put your arms above your head, wrists crossed." Amy did as she was told, and Luisa reached for Amy's belt that she'd been wearing earlier, a thin leather belt, and used it to tie her wrists together, wrapping it horizontally then vertically, testing it was tight, before attaching the end of the bed to the bedframe below, so that Amy's arms were raised above her head but she couldn't move, not from that kneeling position.
"Is that ok?" she asked. Amy nodded. "Good... I've got a surprise for you."
Luisa could see Amy watching her as she walked over to her suitcase, and as she sorted through her clothes down to the depths she pulled out the vibrator that they'd bought together in LA.
"You brought it?" Amy asked in surprise.
"Not just that..." Luisa teased. "You'll have to wait and see. Now... this is where it gets good."
"Gets good?" Amy was grinning. “This is perfect already."
Luisa smiled as she kneeled down again and gave Amy a playful kiss. "Do you still want me to tease you?"
Amy nodded, though her cheeks were even more flushed and her breathing even more shallow than before, her nearly orgasm a few minutes before still lurking in the background. Luisa turned the vibrator on, choosing a setting that they'd both enjoyed when they'd used it together in LA, a slow, rhythmic pulsing that was never enough to take you all the way but plenty of fun to get you close.
She looked at Amy's face as Amy closed her eyes, her wrists slightly straining against her restraints, when the vibrator went between her legs. "I know which setting you chose..." Amy whispered as she let out a long, shuddering exhalation. "...oh God, so good."
Luisa leaned in to kiss Amy again, and Amy kissed her back hungrily, all while the steady, rhythmic vibrations did theirwork, building Amy up back towards her peak. After a few minutes Luisa increased the intensity, shifting to a pattern that was almost guaranteed to make you orgasm, but then when it started to have its effect she took it away, giving Amy time to slip back from her peak, before starting it all again, the slow, steady rhythm followed by the intense pattern a few minutes later.
She put Amy through that cycle four or five times, Luisa lost count of exactly how many, but enough that Amy had started to really beg, saying "Please... please let me..." and "I need you to not stop..." and, at one point, "I beg you please let me cum...", but each time Luisa teasingly ignored it, smiling at Amy's wide eyes and breathless moans, stroking her when she felt the tremors rolling through her, and kissing her deeply.
After that final cycle Amy needed her release, Luisa could tell. She unfastened the belt. "You can lie on the bed."
Amy nodded and, standing with Luisa's help, her legs shaky, she almost collapsed down on to the bed, lying with her head on the pillows.
Luisa smiled down at her and, picking up the two scarfs again, she tied each of Amy's wrists to opposite corners of the bedframe so that her arms were wide apart and, again, bound tight.
"Are you ok?" she asked Amy again, and Amy nodded, a look of even greater desire than earlier on her face.
