No Distractions

Hamlet 45

Writing a dissertaion is so fucking hard Jenny thought as she stared at the blinking cursor. She had been staring at the screen for days without writing anything. All she could do was peer at the little cursor and delete sentence after sentence. This was her final chapter and she wanted nothing more then to be done. But this chapter was impossible. Distraction dominated her life and she loved them. Whether it be movies, tv, her boy friend or internet porn she couldn’t get enough of not doing this chapter. It seemed she could never find the the time or motivation to do work.

And yet alas with no distraction Jenny found herself completely unable to concentrate. Everyone around her had already left for spring break and she was planning on driving home the next day. Her roomate Claire, her boyfriend, even the graduate student RAs had left. Jenny knew she would get no work done at home. She really looked forward to seeing her parents. Over Cristmas break she had blown them off to go with her BF to Florida and during Thanksgiving she had been doing research. Both times she didn’t call and her parents got worried and eventually chastized her for not calling. She had even blown off a trip with her boy friend to New York City just so her parents wouldn’t be upset. And as the day dwindled to 6 pm on the Friday before break the prospect of getting hom at a reasonable time dissapeared and Jenny settled into the reality of another night at school. This of course wouldn’t be so bad because Jenny had a distraction she particularly liked when she was alone, one that really took her mind of the unfinished chapter.

In a secret compartment in her desk drawer were two pairs furry hand cuffs with extra long chains, a locking neck collar and a big red ball gag. Jenny had bought them as a set and loved to secure herself to the bed while she sat at her laptop watching porn. She would wrap the chain around the metal bar at the bottom of her bed which kept her legs loosely secured. Then she would put on the gag and the collar. The collar would be padlocked to the head board by a chain and it kept her from leaning unlocking her feet. Lukily the gag had come in the box and Jenny made sure to use it. The first time she had experiment with her set up she had made a lot of noise and when her and she also loved to use it with her boyfriend and it helped when they had to have low key sex while Claire studied nextdoor. The cuffs were just the icing on the cake and she would put them on an imagine herself to be helpless while she rubbed herself to orgasm after orgasm. The only things within reach were her computer, a small vibrating dildo and the keys. She hid the keys behind the head board with a spare set in her bedside drawer.

The excitement was so palpable Jenny could hardly stand it. She jumped out of her chair and wiggled out of her jeans and panties. She then took off her shirt and bra throwing them to the floor. Starting to feel the arousal build she dove into the desk drawer and yanked out the contents. She had done this so many times that it was easy to get everything attached. First she clicked the ankled cuffs into place clanging the chain agianst the metal bar. Then she wrapped the collar around her neck. She put in the ball gag after because the rear clasp was secure and lock in the back of the collar. She coiled the chain around the metal head board and fused the collar two chain ends with a small padlock. Then came the gag. It was not so severe but after a long time it did cause he jaw to ache. Given her level of excitement though this wouldn’t be a long trip. Last were the hand cuffs which she clicked shut shiver as the cold extra long chain quivered over her belly. It was not long before Jenny found her favorite site.

The movie was indistinct except that it involved a girl being fucked rythmically while tied to a bed. Jenny instinctively reach into her bedside drawer with drawing the dildo. As it buzzed to life she shock with surprise as always and settled into another pleasure session. Her wetness made the process faster as she plunged the dildo into her wet vagina with her left hand. The extra long chain allowed her to rub and circle her clitoris with her right. The pleasure was intense and built like a train charging from the distance. At first it was slow and quite. The motion of her hands methodical and consistant. She pumped with her left and circled with her right. As the pleasure grew so did the chaos. The rubbing became more vigorous and the more constant less controlled. Moaning uncontrolably and inaudibly Jenny was overwhelmed with the process. The pleasure kept coming stonger and faster until finally she lay on the cusp. Knowing what to do she pulled out the dildo and pushed it softly agianst her clitoris and the vibratiosn sent violentlyout of control. Her body shook intensely and all she could control was the dildo pressed hard agianst her clitoris. The orgasm persisted strong at first and finally fading away. She inhaled deeply through her nose as she let the dildo fall away. Reclining in satisfact she lay still for a while. Looking at her computer she where a new women was sucking on a penis in a leather corset Jenny noticed a strange blinking icon.

With her arms she struggled agianst her neck and foot restraints reaching up to grab her computer. The icon, an unopened envolope, blinked red. It was a message. Seting the computer on her stomach Jenny used her still cuffed hands to scroll over the the icon which she had never noticed. She clicked it without a second though think out look express had just update as it always does and she was out of the loop. To her surprise a video screen came up and Jenny’s eyes widened in surprise. It was Claire smirking into a web cam! Before she could trow the computer or hide her face the claires voice came through the speakers.

“Hey Jenny. Before you get too panicked don’t worry I can’t see you. But unfortunately that doesn’t mean much because I already knew about your little hobby. In fact I know a lot about it! Which is why I decided to play this little game. It has always annoyed me that you threw my crush on you in my face, playing your loud bondage games in my face. So I decided to get some revenge and have some fun…”

As Claire droned on Jenny furiously through up her arms reaching behind thehead board. A feeling of dread washed over her as she grasped for her first set of keys. Her pulse pounding she ripped the jangling keys off of the head bar sighing and she moved to undo the cuffs. The sigh became as frustrated grunt as she tried to force the keys into the cuff to no avail. Grunting and puzzled by the failure to open the cuffs she turned to the collar around her neck and again nothing. The keys wouldn’t fit. What the hell was going on? She then leaned over to her drawer where she kept the other set of keys taped in an easy place to reach. Her stress rising she ran her hand over where the keys had always been, where now there was only tape. Her blood pressure dropped as it dawned on her that her spare keys were gone. She returned to her computer to find anothing blinking envelope. Another video creen opened and it was Claire again jingling two sets of keys, Jenny’s keys. Claire let the clanging die down and she smiled into the camera.

“Those keys your holdign are your car keys. I figured losing them might spir one of you little session. Now Jenny don’t be to worried. You wont be there for very long… at least not alone you won’t. I will be back a little later. I only pretended to leave and I am just going to do some shopping and then I will be back and we will have all weekend. Oh! And I called your parents this time to let them know you wouldn’t be coming home. I just wanted you all to myself. You know with no distractions…”