"Oliver, take off the cuffs."

"Well, you see love, there in lies the problem."  Oliver stared in the mirror as he knotted his tie, then set it perfectly straight along the buttons of his shirt.  "You did lose the bet after all and the deal was one night bound in what ever way pleased me, correct."

"Correct."  JD squirmed to get her legs beneath her so she could sit up without the use of her hands, which were cuffed behind her back.  Her ankles were strapped together so the motion sent the double dildos crashing deep inside her body, and she moaned before she could stop it.  "The deal was one night.  The night is over Oliver.  Get these things off me."

Oliver poked at a hair that wouldn't stay in place then turned to examine the silver ring he wore in one ear.  "But you see, you're so awfully good at begging for release and I was afraid I wouldn't have the heart to go through with it so I froze the handcuff key in a block of ice."

"You did what?"  JD rocked forward on to her knees.  This took the pressure off the anal plug but it caused her vaginal muscles to bear down on the long, fat, dildo that he had inserted in her.  "Well surely it's defrosted by now."

"I would have thought so too, only…" He abandoned his image in the mirror and returned to the bed.  "It seems I forgot to take it out to thaw last night." There was a coffee mug on the nightstand which he upended dropping a single ice cube on the bed.  Deep inside the frosty square was a small key.  "Guess you'll have to wait awhile longer."

"You bastard."

"Exactly."  Oliver covered her mouth with his absorbing any more protests for the moment.  He sucked at her, greedy, needing to have the taste of her with him as he went about his day.  Steadying her with one hand, he sent his other down her hip and over her thigh.  A slight change of course and his fingers were pressing on the flat end of the anal plug.

"Hmmm."  Was all the sound she could manage with his lips locked on hers.  It was just like the sound she made when she was gagged with that marvelous ball gag they had bought recently.  Oliver felt himself stir as he pictured her naked, bound to the bed with the bright red gag halting her half-hearted protests.  God, toys were great fun.  He gave the plug a quick twist, which sent her bucking beneath him.  If only he'd had the presence of mind to set up a camera, but then again, this was for her pleasure not his.  He had taken all he wanted last night.  Despite how she felt at the moment, this morning's activities were for her alone.

"I've got to go.  Just let the ice melt and when it does you'll be able to reach the key and free yourself.  Shouldn't take more than a couple of hours."

JD groaned.  A couple of hours?  She'd be worn to the nub by then.  "You're evil."

"We'll see what you say later on.  Have fun."  He kissed her on the cheek then left the room.

JD lay still for a moment, listening for the front door.  Maybe it was a joke.  He wasn't really going to leave.  But he did.  The front door opened, closed and the locks snicked into place.

"Bastard."  JD wiggled around on the bed so she could get her mouth near the cube.  Again the movement sent the dildos dancing inside of her and soon a fresh river of juice was running down her leg.  How was this possible?  She had come at least twice during the night under Oliver's expert hand?  How could she have anything left?  

Rolling to her stomach, JD touched her lips to the ice cube.  She thought of taking it in her mouth, but fear of swallowing the tiny key kept her more conservative.  Just a lick, then another, then another.  It was cold, but she imagined warm.  Just like licking the tip of Oliver's cock, the smooth round head always danced beneath her tongue and what delicious moans came from his mouth when that happened. 

Bad image!  Stop!  The thought of cock made her ache inside.  She squeezed her stomach muscles then bucked her hips against the bed forcing the dildo to piston inside of her.  Oh god, there, that was good.  Her tongue whipped out again for a few more licks as she humped the bed.  Good, good, no good.  Her arms were beginning to ache from the awkward position.  Damn, there had to be a better way.  What was warmer than a tongue?

Got it.

JD wriggled on to her side, then squirmed closer to the ice cube. Now tip. Her right breast came down on the cube.  She wiggled some more, rubbing her soft flesh over the frozen square.  Puddles appeared on the surface and soon the water was soaking the sheet beneath the cube.  Rub some more, harder.  She moved to far and the nub of her breast stroked the cold surface.  JD gasped.  The ice was like a needle sliding into her tender skin.  The nub jumped to life, instantly hardening like an un-popped kernel of corn. 

It was working, if only she could hold out.  She rubbed faster and tried to push harder but harder only made her breast squish to the side.  Change breasts, that would be good, give the poor nub a chance to warm up.  JD rolled onto her back.  Her bound hands kept her shoulders off the bed, forcing her to balance on her hips.  She scooted to the side separating her ass cheeks.  With more space to move, the anal plug seated itself more firmly inside her.  A ripple ran through her body like a jolt of electricity.  The sticky sound of bubbles between her legs remaindered her that this wasn't over..not by a long shot.

She tried in vain to get her left breast on top of the cube but the position was just too challenging.  Mean while all the squirming was driving her body wild.  Gremlins were running up and down her legs and her arms, tickling her, teasing her, biting her.  JD screamed with a combination of frustration and titillation.  She needed to be fucked and now.  Even is she had to do herself with the large dildo it would be better than this endless torture.

A faster way to melt the ice.  There had to be a faster way.  What was hotter than her tongue?  Hotter than her breasts?  Of course, the hottest spot on her body was right between her legs.  Forgetting the way the plastic cocks rocked and sang, JD rolled to her stomach than pushed herself to her knees like a slant board.  Awkwardly, she maneuvered herself over the ice cube then dropped.  The cube fit beautifully into the tight Y between her legs.  She ground her hips over the ice, driving the dildo in farther with every thrust.  She could feel the ice melting away as the cold water mixed with her pubic hair.  It was uncomfortably cold but she couldn't stop now.  She was so close.  Another few seconds and she felt the square give way. 

Faster now, JD rolled to the left, then used her fingers to find the key in the watery mess.  Shaking, she had to try three times to fit the key in the lock but finally she heard the satisfying click of the cuffs coming undone. 

"Finally!"  JD shook off the metal bracelet and dropped the key.  Lying on her back, she opened her legs as wide as the ankle restraint would allow.  She grabbed the dildo in her right hand and pulled it free.  It made the sound of a boot pulling loose from the mud.  Damn she was wet.  She closed her eyes and thought of Oliver.  She thought of the way he looked at her when she was his to command.  She shoved the dildo upside herself, pulled it out and did it again.  Stroke after stroke, each thrust pressing down on the anal plug that was still buried in her ass.  Three more, two.  JD gasped for breath as she shoved the dildo in as far as it would go.  Then she was spent.

"God, that looks delicious."

She jolted upright, startled by the unexpected voice.

There was Oliver, standing in the doorway, looking rather hot and bothered.

"I didn't hear you come back."

"A bit busy you were," he replied.  "Amazing actually.  I tested that ice cube trick last week and it took a good two hours for the ice to melt."

JD laughed, and then spread her legs wide for him to see.  "Let's just say that I have a warm spot in my heart when it comes to sex."