The Settlement 3 by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-01-09T08:01:42+00:00

Chapter 13

Claire and Emily spent the night in Dave’s bed, each girl of course confined by her neck chain, belt and fetters, although comforted by a male hand resting on her muff. But they were up with the morning bell, with Claire eager to be away to the infirmary to see Carine.

“Both of you go,” said Dave, still sleepy, and he unlocked the girl-rail bolt at the apartment door, allowing them to head out into the sun.

There were few people about so early, and, fetters rattling merrily, the two naked females dragged their neck chains along the relatively little used girl-rail down past the education centre towards the medical facility. Claire found herself experiencing the brief flash of annoyance she sometimes felt on such occasions, that, even when she was virtually alone, she was still entirely subject to The Settlement’s ingenious arrangements for female security. It mattered much less, somehow, when there were crowds of people around, than it did on a quiet morning like this. But there was nothing to be done, and no possible way to defeat the girl-rails or any of her other chains – all she could do was wait for her irritation to pass.

“Claire,” said Emily, interrupting the brunette’s musings, “when we get there, you go in. I’ll wait outside.”

“OK,” answered Number 93, “if you are sure.”

“Well you’re her friend. And Claire?”

“Yes?”

“Thank you, you know, for pledging to Dave. You’ve made him very happy. He’s always loved you.”

Claire stopped: was that so? She hoped it was. “Really?” she said. She looked into Emily’s eyes, but discerned only truth. Suddenly she moved close against the blonde and grabbed the girls’ cuffed hand with her own. Their hips touched, both girls finding the contact pleasurable. “Thanks, Emily,” she said. “And thanks for making me welcome.”

“Let’s be friends…sisters,” said the blonde, and there was a metallic clunk as she turned towards Claire and their steel belts came into contact. Emily sought to grab Claire’s other hand as well, but their wrists were anchored too far back on their waists to allow this. Their breasts, however, brushed against each other, and their faces came close, Number 40’s lips trembling.

“You know yesterday…in the cage?” she said, almost in a whisper. “Would you do that again?”

“Careful,” said Claire, backing away, till only her fingers touched. “Careful, out here. But yes, of course. It was lovely. If Dave permits.”

Emily sat herself on a convenient bench, and watched Claire’s shapely rear disappear into the infirmary, finding herself unaccountably jealous that she would probably never get to touch it as Dave did. Even if he allowed the two women to - to make love - again, their belt cuffs would make that kind of exploration impossible, and it was ridiculous to suppose that during that kind of activity, their wrists would not be firmly locked in their belt cuffs. Dave would see no reason whatever to release them.

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