Laura reached under the bed and pulled up a coil of rope, which had served Karen and her well during several exciting encounters. Brandi's eyes widened.

"Pretty white lady, you more kinky than I thought," she said.

Laura smiled. "How else can I make you helpless?"

"You made me speechless, I can tell you that," Brandi grinned. "What do you want first, my ankles or my wrists?"

"You're willing?"

Brandi leaned forward and kissed her, a scorching, steaming kiss. "What do you think," she breathed. "Tie me up and fuck me. Make me come like you do."

"Mmmmm," Laura smiled, looping several coils of rope around Brandi's wrists and tying them to one of the bed posts.

Even without further action, Brandi was wildly desireable, her glossy, magnificent body rippling and flexing as her arms were upraised unnaturally over her head and lashed to the bed. Laura's breath was momentarily taken away just by looking at her.

"God, you're gorgeous," she sighed.

Brandi smiled. "Are you going to rape me?"

Laura nodded.

"Are you going to hurt me?"

Laura shook her head.

"I'm used to physical pain, you know," Brandi said softly, ambiguously. "I'm pretty tough."

Laura couldn't resist the urge to slide up between Brandi's spread legs and slither her tongue deep into the girl's pussy. Brandi gasped excitedly, her incredible body clenching in quick spasms of pleasure.

"Ohhh!"

"You're all mine now," Laura murmured.

"Ohhhh Laura . . . god, you're right," Brandi panted, squirming.

Now, working very slowly since she knew from experience how exciting it was to be very carefully tied up, she wrapped the rope around Brandi's ankles. First she pulled one down to the right corner bedpost and tied it there. Then, looking deep and meaningfully into Brandi's eyes, she pulled her other leg wide apart and tied that ankle to the other bedpost.

Now Brandi was totally trapped, her beautiful, strong legs spread wide, her wet, gleaming pussy open and vulnerable. And the look in her eyes was far more complex, a swirl of sexual excitement and fear and thrilled anxiety.

Laura swarmed all over her, rubbing their naked bodies together, running her fingers along the fantastic muscles, licking them as she had their first night together. Brandi began to squirm and quiver.

"You're all mine now," Laura kept whispering to her as she kissed and caressed Brandi's incredible body. "If you think exercise is a torment, wait until I've finished with you."

"Oh!" Brandi gasped.

Laura was very good at this, having practiced on Karen, Rina, Yvette, and Chanitra, until she could prolong the agony for nearly half an hour, constantly turning up the juice, then pulling back, until her victim was literally quivering and mewling with uncontrollable need. She knew she had to reduce Brandi to such a state before Brandi would have the kinds of orgasms she herself had experienced a few minutes earlier.

And Brandi was truly a feast. Laura explored every inch of the Ms. Olympia body, kissing Brandi in places where she had never been kissed before, kneading and licking and sucking her hard flesh, tonguing and sucking her thick black nipples, breathing in her ear, and every now and then returning to her flowing pussy to tease and tongue-tickle it until Brandi's back was arching, her muscles clenching, and the breath catching in her throat.

Something about all that sleek, coiled, tensile strength arching and squirming and flexing as she caressed Brandi aroused Laura wildly.

"And now, I'm going to tie up the rest of you," she murmured.

The rope was very long, and there was plenty left. She began by pulling it up over Brandi's shoulders, then looping it under her breasts, pulling the coils tight, but not too tight. Brandi's small, hard breasts bulged, her large nipples flaring and swelling. A look of muted terror came into her eyes.

"I didn't know you were going to do that," she panted, still so sexually excited she could barely speak.

"Oh . . . I'm going to do much more than that," Laura said softly, alluringly, looking at Brandi from beneath her eyelashes.

"Oh Laura . . ."

Before continuing, Laura bent her head and tickled Brandi's bulging, protruding, glossy black nipples with her tongue, driving the girl crazy. Brandi squirmed and whimpered. When her nipples were wet and excited, Laura proceeded to draw the rope down through Brandi's crotch, then around one hip, then through her crotch again and around the other hip, trapping Brandi's swollen cuntlips between the strands of rope.

Next she crisscrossed the rope over the hard ripples of Brandi's incredible stomach, finally knotting it in the small of her back. Now Brandi was tightly bound, and somehow even more desireable than Laura had anticipated, apparently because of her muscles. She was helpless, and the look of fear mixed with pliancy in her eyes showed it.

"You're not going to hurt me?" she whimpered softly.

"Mmmmm, a moment ago you were telling me how tough you are," Laura whispered.

"Don't hurt me. Just fuck me."

Laura kissed her, a scorching kiss, rubbing her naked body against Brandi's and the ropes. She slid downward and tongued and sucked Brandi's inflamed pussy for about three minutes, until Brandi was writhing and groaning uncontrollably with need. She was almost where Laura wanted her. Laura slithered up and dangled her own breasts in Brandi's face, letting her suck them, remembering how hot that made her when Karen did it to her under similar circumstances. She knew how Brandi loved her breasts.

And Brandi tried to swallow them, tearing at Laura's nipples with her mouth. When she got one between her lips, she sucked it so hard that Laura yelped with pain and excitement.

"Aiiyyee!" she cried out, feeling a sharp squirt of wild sexual pleasure surge through her body. "Oh god, you really want me to fuck you hard, don't you," she chanted to Brandi.

"Yes."

"Are you going to scream? Do I have to gag you?"

"Yes!"

By now the fire in Brandi's eyes was more uncontrolled and raging and delirious than Laura had ever seen it. She knew the girl was about to explode, to come more violently than she ever had, even in the past with Laura's help.

Quickly Laura reached under the bed again. She had several times wished she'd had Karen's goody bag of sex toys, but she knew she did still have the ball-gag they had used together last time since Karen had left it, saying she would get another. "Honey," Karen had said, "you're going to get evicted if you don't start using this."

Brandi's eyes widened further as she saw the gag. "Oh god!" she said.

Laura dangled it threateningly in front of her eyes. Then, slowly, for maximum effect, she wrapped the straps around Brandi's head. "Open wide," she teased.

Brandi gulped as the ball filled her mouth. Her eyes watered with fear as Laura fastened the clasp. Now she was ready.

Laura took both of Brandi's small, throttled, bulging, hard breasts in her hands and began sucking and hinting at biting her thick, glossy nipples, doing it now more roughly, passionately than before, making Brandi mewl and squirm. Next she slipped down between the girl's magnificent, roped thighs and turned her attention totally to Brandi's entrapped, squeezed pussy, swollen and bulging between the two strands of rope that ran through her crotch.

With her fingers, she opened Brandi's pussylips, exposing her clit, then began sucking and tonguing it feverishly. In just seconds, Brandi was thrashing and writhing, whimpering hysterically. Her phenomenally strong body was clenching and straining, her sleek muscles gleaming and flexing.

Now Brandi's pussy was inflamed and wet and puckered, and Laura could hardly prevent herself from just devouring it on the spot, bringing Brandi to a quick, sharp orgasm. But she knew she had to do more than that. Slowly, letting her own naked breasts brush Brandi's tightly-trussed body as she moved up, she brought her own thigh up between Brandi's huge thighs, until the skin of her leg gently brushed Brandi's runny, open pussy.

She knew her thigh was hardly the monstrous weapon that Brandi had used to make her lose her mind and die with coming. But it was smooth and shapely and strong. She pushed her own thigh muscle into the wet groove of Brandi's pussy and drew it up and down. Brandi's eyes rolled up, and she strained at the ropes, making hot, frantic gurgling noises.

From having been there herself, she knew how close Brandi was. She decided not to wait any longer, but to deliver the full force of her loving rape all at once. She dropped her mouth to Brandi's breasts, and slid her hands down the girl's fantastic body to the hard, round moons of Brandi's ass.

Now she began to move her thigh muscle up and down in Brandi's groin, mashing Brandi's cuntlips and clit with it, rubbing it more and more vigorously as she sucked one of Brandi's big nipples into her mouth. Her fingers bit into the hard flesh of Brandi's ass, and her teeth ringed Brandi's nipple as she jammed her thigh up into the girl's pussy again, and again, and again.

"Unngghh!" Brandi moaned, writhing wildly, groaning and flexing as she approached her climax. "Ummggn! Auungghhhh!"

"Oh baby . . . oh baby!" Laura panted, grabbing Brandi's other nipple between her lips, her teeth, sinking them into it just as she drove her thigh harder than ever into Brandi's pussy.

Brandi spilled over with coming, whinnying deliriously and thrashing around, straining against the ropes as a fierce orgasm ripped through her body. But Laura was after more than one, and she swarmed all over Brandi, sucking her breasts, and ramming Brandi's cunt again and again with her thigh, quickly bringing on two more convulsive orgasms.

And now she slid down and did what she had wanted to do earlier, devoured Brandi's oozing pussy with her mouth. At the same time, she fucked it with two fingers, getting them so juicy and slimy that sliding them up into Brandi's ass was no problem and in another thirty seconds she had the girl coming again, violently, the bed quaking under them as Brandi rocked and strained through two more orgasms.

And now Laura knew she had Brandi where she wanted her. Oh baby, now you're really going to come hard, she thought. She knew Brandi thought it was over. She had already come five times, sharp, rending climaxes that left her panting from her nose, wincing and quivering as they passed. But Laura knew the big one was still there, waiting for her to bring it forth.

Again she swarmed over Brandi's fantastic hard body, scooping up the small hard breasts again in her hands, bringing her thigh up again into Brandi's groin, feeling the wet cleft of Brandi's pussy against her muscle. Now was the real rape. Only once or twice had Laura ever fucked anyone as hard as this, only Karen, in the depths of their shared perversions. But now she rammed her thigh muscle up into Brandi's vulnerable pussy, fucking Brandi as hard as Brandi had fucked her, biting Brandi's thick, swollen nipples at the same time, raping her, jamming her crotch, ramming the thigh into Brandi's mashed clit over and over again.

But Brandi was a superb athlete, and had wild strength and stamina. Even though tightly bound and gagged, she pumped her hips and pushed her pussy into Laura's crushing thigh, writhing and groaning and whinnying, strangled yelps coming from deep in her chest as Laura's teeth sank into her nipples.

And when she finally came again, it really was the cataclysm Laura had been trying to bring off. She knew Brandi had never come like that in her life. Brandi was strong, and she bucked and surged off the bed, nearly ripping the ropes apart. They bit into the skin of her wrists as she shuddered and flexed in wild, hysterical abandon, her body wracked by fierce, shattering spasms of coming. Her magnificent back arched, her stomach rippled fiercely, her thighs clenched, and her pelvis shook with the fury of a stupefying rapture as she came and came.

Finally, it was over. Brandi collapsed. Laura drew herself up to the head of the bed and untied the ropes, kissing the blood away where the skin had broken. Then she unwrapped the ropes from Brandi's body and untied her ankles. Finally she removed the gag.

She had made Brandi come more powerfully than Brandi had imagined possible, but it had been violent, and she wouldn't have been surprised if Brandi had spurned her then. Instead, Brandi fell into her arms, kissing her rapturously.

"Oh god, I hate feeling this way about you," she gasped, squeezing Laura hard. "Nobody could ever fuck me like you do."

"It was a little . . . violent, though," Laura said, blushing apologetically.

Brandi beamed, unable to stop smiling. "My nipples still hurt," she said. "You bite hard. And I'm still tingling all over from that climax. God, I never knew I could come that hard."

"But you didn't pass out."

Brandi shrugged. "Too tough, I guess. I almost did, that last one."

And yet their biggest surprise was yet to come, for Brandi really did black out later. They fucked some more, and slept, and awoke to fuck again, and on their very last fuck, when they were both so exhausted from climaxing that they could barely move, Laura brought Brandi to an orgasm that literally made her faint for several seconds.

And there was nothing violent about it. She was gently licking Brandi's sweet pussy, lovingly caressing it with her tongue, kissing it, frenching it, tenderly sucking Brandi's thick little pink clit, when Brandi sighed and suddenly swooned, losing consciousness for several seconds as a profound ecstacy gripped her quivering, climaxing body. Realizing what had happened, Laura increased the tempo, sucking and tonguing her harder, and Brandi came to, then came again, more violently the second time.

Then she took Laura into her arms, tears pouring down her face. "I fainted," she croaked in a soft whisper. "It was like dying of pleasure."

"I know, I know," Laura whispered, moved as much as Brandi was by the profound depth of physical harmony they had reached together.

When Brandi finally left, both of them had the unspoken knowledge that either her engagement was off forever, or they would probably never see each other again. They both knew that after this there could be no halfway measures for them.