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| Name: | Mr Pantyhose bondage |
| e-mail: | My Andrea |
| Comments: | My story goes like this I have a very serious pantyhose
fetish but not just any hose they must have reinforced toes! I am also very much into strict bondage and drooling ballgags. I was in college and dating this girl an upper class type parents gave her all she asked for. I come from and am a working class guy with a bad boy image I have a lot of tattoos and play in a punk band. Andrea and I met in a lecture class at first I could tell she was very nervous sitting next to me, I could see her staring at my Tats. I noticed her though she had on a nice skirt and light tan colored hose and flats her perfume smelled so good she is about 5ft 8in and around 135 pounds perfect body and short brown hair she looked like a business woman. Anyway during the lecture I happened to notice she had her feet on top of her shoes I looked at her feet and there I saw reinforced toes for the rest of the lecture I managed to steal glances of her feet and watch her toes do there own thing as she listened to the lecture. I had to know this girl so after class I introduced myself and she seemed not as nervous she liked my first name she said it fit me I thought so we walked and talked I gave her my number and e-mail using the old if your ever not in class you can have my notes thing. She gave me a big smile and went to her next class, I went back to my place thinking of her and her sexy feet wondering hoe they smelled and tasted. The rest of the day and night I thought about her I could not want for the next class on Friday. The next day I got home from class and there was a message on my machine it was Andrea she wanted to meet me at the local pub, she left her number I dialed and she picked up we set the time I cleaned my apartment which is furnished in fetish/punk I am a very clean person but I made sure nothing too strange was laying around. We met at the pub and we talked for the sake of the story she was wearing a black leather skirt a white dress shirt black hose and boots she looked hot we talked about all kinds of things she told me she was attracted to me because of my look and her parents would hate me> I told her thanks for the honesty but I am not out to be used to piss off parents or get used to play some game. She looked at me and said she didn't want to use me she wanted to get to know me she said all her friends are boring she wanted to explore new and try new things. I have had to many things like this in my life so I approached with caution because I found myself very attracted to her but didn't feel like getting burned or used to satisfy some rich girls curiousity about the working class. I told her we could be friends and I would try and show her what ever she wants to see and maybe somethings she never thought of and with that I asked her if she would like to walk to my place she smiled and said ok. Once at my place she looked like a kid in a candy store so amazed at the posters and things I had she asked can I see your bed room I told her I don't think she would like to see it she said why not got a body in there no I just don't think your ready for it she then begged and said I am a big girl I can take it she followed up by saying you show yours and I'll show you mine fine ok I took her to my room which is really only used for bondage I sleep on my couch so I said here it is and opened the door she looked puzzled then said what is all the rope for she entered i stayed in the door way so I wouldn't spook her she looked at my collection of ballgags and whips paddles and rope I had bondage photos on the walls she looked at them she was blushing but kept touching things she said what do you do with all this stuff I told her I enjoy tying up my girl friend she said you have a girlfriend no not at this time she said I have never seen things like this she held up a ballgag whats this for I said it's a ballgag a what she said a ballgag you put it in someones mouth so they can't talk she looked at me and smiled an evil smile she opened her mouth and put the ballgag in she then tired to say like this yes I said she had a mouth made for a ballgag her lips were kinda pouty anyway but the ballgag made them even more so. She took it out she said did you like that oh yes I said well maybe once we spend more time together I do it again. I couldn't wait and for the next two months we dated I showed her everything I could she met all my friends and I met her mom and dad they had the look of disgust of their daughter dating a blue collar worker with tattoos. Well I never pushed the bondage thing I just loved the fact she always wore pantyhose or tights and almost all had reinforced toes I loved to massage her feet I told her of my foot fetish she smiled and would tease me with her feet sometimes she would leave her soiled pantyhose for me to use but i had to wash them and return them the next time we met we were always together. Then it all fell into place one night the begining of our 3rd month I had taken her out to a club to watch my band play afterward we went to eat she told me she had something she wanted to give me when we got home. I never pushed sex with her even though I really wanted her from day one I just had a feeling that if I pushed this would all end so I only did the kissing and hugging thing and holding hands you should have seen the looks we got the preepie and the punk rocker her friends couldn't understand it and mine saw it as a way to fuck the rich. She was very protective of me when others would ask her why she was with me or when her friends would make fun of me. Anyway we got in the door she grabbed me and kissed me fully and told me she loved me and that she wanted to have sex with me I was shocked I kissed her back and said ok are you sure she said yes you are a the one for me she said most guys would have tried to fuck me from day one but you never did and that means you like me not just my body and the truth is she was right she followed up by saying but before we do it I want you to show me what all that bondage stuff is for. I swallowed hard and said are you sure you may not be ready for it she smiled and went into my room she said here I am and I want to make you as happy as you make me plus I don't want to be the only girlfriend you had that never got tied up! I told ok I gave her a safe word and a hand sign to use when she was gagged. She was wearing black jeans and one of my punk band t shirts she looked cute like a new wave girl and she had on some Doc Martens. I told her I would like her to strip to her bra and panties she took off her clothes so fast I almost didn't see that she had on black pantyhose I told her stop leave on the pantyhose she smiled and said I know why she said I'll leave on my hose but no bra sure I am I going to argue with that. I took some rope and tied her wrists behind her she was breathing heavy like she was already having sex I tied her elbows I then told her to pull the ropes to see if they were to tight for her she tugged no they are fine I then had her lay on her stomach she looked so hot I took more rope and tied her tighs and above and below her knees then her ankles I then connected another rope and pulled her feet toward her wrists a nice hogtie I told her to struggle she did I asked everything ok yes I told her no gag yet I then went to her feet i massaged them for a bit then kissed them and smelled them she was enjoying this she made sounds as if we were having sex and rubbed her tighs together and wiggled her toes she was to hot I told her if she didn't be quite I would have to gag her sexy mouth she let out a strange moan I took the ballgag she had tried on so long ago and placed it in her mouth and buckled it tight she made more sex sounds and I asked her show me the hand sign she did so I went on I took a small mirror and put it under her chin then put another floor length in front of her so she could she herself she stared at herself and soon she was performing not for me but for herself she made sounds that I never heard and she humped my floors struggling and soon from all her noise she was drooling I was so turned on she noticed this and made herself drool more I then stripped naked for her she saw my body piercings and all my tats she made coooing sounds I told her how sexy she was and how wonderful it was to tie her up and she made the hand sign I removed her gag she said take me now! I had to untie her and then she and I had sex once we were done she put her pantyhose back on and said I want to be tied up again I tied her to the bed and then to a chair I put up my swing and took her well she was secured in the swing she loved that so much she later told me. After that night we spent the next day talking about the night before I told her my whole fetish scene she told me she enjoyed it too that if I hadn't noticed she loved to wear pantyhose and she told me she would only wear reinforced toes and she felt so sexy tied up that it gave her an orgasm watching herself and she enjoyed the ballgag saying that she noticed I seemed to like to see her drool on her breasts yes I did. Well that was 7 years ago today and since then Andrea is become my wife and she still loves bondage and still wear pantyhose for me. I got so damm lucky when I met her that I just had to share this story and of course Andrea is sitting next to me tied to a chair wearing a pink ballgag and shiny tan reinforced toe pantyhose she has nodded her approval for me to post this enjoy! |
| Name: | M&M |
| e-mail: | Not slim shady |
| Comments: | Hey I love your story Mr Pantyhose Bondage;)
I hope you most more! What do her feet smell like? |
| Name: | bondager |
| Comments: | I gather that you and andrea are NOW INSEPARATABLE----good
story but is it the feet or the pantyhose you liked to smell? |
| Name: | Mr Pantyhose bondage |
| e-mail: | My Andrea |
| Comments: | To bondager:
I love to smell her feet with the pantyhose on them:)~ It is such a wonderful smell leather,perfume and foot sweat to make kinda sweet sour smell:) I hope this answers your question;) I will post again soon! |
| Name: | bondager |
| Comments: | thanks for the answer but any chance of a little more detail
on the sexual side while she was tied up....not graphic but not skimpy. |
| Name: | Andromeda |
| Comments: | Home Invasion Chapter 1
by Andromeda The following is a fictional story. Some of the descriptions however, and in particular the descriptions of bondage, are based on a real life experience. My name is Holly. I’m 44 years old, divorced and I have a 21-year-old daughter, Beth. I’m a schoolteacher. My daughter is a beautician. This is the story of what happened to us a little over two months ago. It was a sunny Sunday. Beth was visiting with me and both of us were out on the patio of my home, enjoying the afternoon. We were having a good time, chatting and having a couple of drinks. Because of the warm weather we were both barefoot, dressed in beach-type short shorts and matching halter-tops. It was back to work the next morning but this was my day. It was perfect. Beth and I have a wonderful relationship and we were sitting, chatting and laughing, basking in the warm sunshine bathing our bare limbs, enjoying the last few minutes before the nightmare began. At about 4 PM, we heard noises coming from inside the house. I got up and went inside to check it out. When I got inside I froze. There were two men in black ski masks going through my living room. I found out later that there was a third man with them but he was upstairs at the time. One of the men, short and stocky and wearing jeans and a white T-shirt, came toward me. He had a gun in his hand and it was pointing right at me. As I stood there, frozen in my tracks, he clamped his gloved hand tightly over my mouth. ‘Not a sound, bitch, or you’re dead,’ he whispered, jabbing his gun into my stomach. I nodded my head and he shoved me until my back was up against a wall. I was paralyzed with fear. ‘Anyone else with you, bitch?’ he asked, still whispering. I could feel his hot fetid breath on my face. Terrified as I was, my first thought was to shake my head. But then I decided it was no good lying: Beth was sure to come in looking for me and then we would be in even worse trouble. So I nodded yes. The man made a quick gesture to his companion, a tall slim man dressed in a turtle neck sweater and chino pants. The taller man pulled out a roll of duct tape from his pocket and went out to the patio, gun in hand. Meanwhile my assailant removed his hand from my mouth and pushed the barrel of his gun up against my neck. ‘Not a sound,’ he ordered and put his finger across my lips. I nodded again. ‘Take off your top,’ he whispered. I shook my head frantically and was about to open my mouth when he dealt me a sharp slap across my face. The shock of it made me start trembling and I felt my tears starting to flow. ‘That’s just a warning,’ he hissed. ‘Get that top off now!’ I quickly undid my halter and let it drop to the floor. The man eyed my bare breasts hungrily then he spun me around to face the wall. I wondered fearfully what was happening to Beth. There was no sign of her. ‘Get your hands behind your back, bitch. Keep them there while I get some rope,’ the man growled at me. I was terrified. The slap to my face had crushed any will I might have had to put up a fight. As I put my hands behind my back, I dreaded what would come next and I had a sudden fit of uncontrollable sobbing. I had never been tied up before. It was something outside my experience, something that happened to other people. The thought of being bound and helpless at the mercy of psychopaths made me cringe. And there was still no sign of Beth. As I watched anxiously over my shoulder with my hands behind me the man moved back and picked up a bag that was lying on the sofa. He dumped the contents of the bag on the floor: rolls of duct tape, hanks of rope neatly coiled and frapped, cloth strips, gags, plastic ties, all the stuff that robbers use to restrain their victims. He picked up a hank of rope, uncoiled it, doubled it up and quickly fashioned a noose at one end. He saw me looking at the rope. ‘This one’s for you,’ he grinned. As he came back toward me, holding the noosed rope and tucking his gun into his belt, I saw Beth being pushed into the living room by the other man, still dressed in her shorts and halter but with her hands behind her back. I couldn’t tell if they’d been roped or taped but the man who had gone for her had been carrying duct tape and there were strips of the stuff across her mouth gagging her. Her eyes were wide with fear and she froze when she saw me standing there stripped to the waist and holding my hands behind my back waiting to be bound. ‘I’m OK, Beth,’ I called out to her, ‘are you...?’ I was interrupted by a sharp backhanded slap across my cheek that spun my head toward the wall. ‘Shut the fuck up. And keep your eyes front,’ the man growled. He grabbed my hands roughly, crossed my wrists and slipped the noose over them, pulling it tight with a quick tug. He bound my hands swiftly and tightly and I winced with pain as I felt the ropes bite into my wrists. I didn’t utter a word though while I was being tied. My last outburst had earned me a quick painful slap and I wasn’t eager to have it repeated. I felt the knots being tied off and a feeling of utter helplessness seeped into me as the binding was completed. What a difference five minutes can make! Just five minutes ago Beth and I were on the patio enjoying the sun, the drinks and the conversation. Now both of us were bound and helpless, caught in a nightmare that was only just beginning. I sneaked a quick look at Beth and saw that she had been forced down on her knees facing the sofa. I could see the duct tape that had been wrapped tightly around her wrists behind her back. Her hands fluttered uselessly as her ankles were roped back to her thighs, left ankle to left thigh, right ankle to right thigh. Over the years I’d seen a lot of bondage in movies and TV but I’d never seen anyone bound like that. I’ve learned since then that that particular bind is called a ‘frog-tie’ and that it’s often used by rapists to tie a victim’s legs in a way that gives him easy access to her privates. But even without knowing that, seeing my daughter’s legs bound that way set warning bells ringing in my mind. It was my first inkling that things were going to get a lot worse. Quickly I turned my head back to face the wall. I was afraid I would receive another slap for having moved my head but my assailant was too busy removing two diamond rings from the fingers of one of my bound hands. I was wearing a Rolex watch. That too was taken from me. Then I was spun around to face my captor and asked if I had any other jewelry. I shook my head. ‘Everything else I own is costume jewelry,’ I told him. I tried tentatively to move my wrists inside my bonds but the ropes were unyielding. They allowed no play. They hurt. ‘What about a gun?’ he asked. I did have one up in the bedroom. I nodded. ‘It’s in the chest of drawers in my bedroom,’ I said. ‘Show me,’ he muttered. He gripped my elbow and pulled me over to the sofa where he picked up the roll of duct tape the other man had left there. ‘Move,’ he growled. He hustled me up the stairs holding the duct tape in one hand. His other hand gripped my elbow. On the landing I saw the third man for the first time. He too wore a ski mask and was dressed in a pair of overalls. He was carrying my TV set. ‘What do we got here?’ he exclaimed. I reddened when I saw him pause and examine my bare breasts. ‘Yeah, we got company,’ said the man who had tied me, ‘and there’s another chick tied up downstairs.’ ‘Good- looking?’ the man in overalls asked. ‘A knocker,’ my captor said, ‘and she looks even better tied up and gagged.’ The other man grinned. ‘All RIGHT!’ he said, ‘how about this one? You wouldn’t be bringing her up here to party all on your own, would you?’ ‘No way, Jose’ my captor replied. ‘I took her upstairs so she can show me where she keeps her gun. We’re gonna have us a party with these chicks later on, right?’ ‘You bet your ass we’re gonna party,’ the man carrying my TV exclaimed, ‘what’s your name, honey?’ ‘Holly,’ I said, stunned and terrified that my worst fears were being confirmed. ‘And the other chick downstairs?’ he asked. ‘Her name’s Beth,’ I answered. ‘She’s my daughter.’ ‘Well Holly, you’ve got great tits,’ the man commented. He put the TV down and gripped my chin, forcing my head to one side. ‘And you don’t look too bad yourself for an older chick.’ He grabbed both my breasts and fingered my nipples for a minute or so. I was too scared to protest. Then he looked down at my bare legs. ‘Nice legs too,’ he said, then he turned me around and examined my bound hands, running his fingers over my ropes. ‘Nice ropework,’ he commented, ‘good and tight. I bet it hurts. Who tied you?’ I stayed silent. My captor answered him. ‘Me. I roped her up. Slim took care of the other chick,’ ‘Good work,’ the man in overalls clucked appreciatively. ‘She needs a gag though.’ He chuckled and ran his hands over the back of my thighs. ‘Hey, I like those cute little short shorts you’re wearing, Holly. Makes things a lot easier for a horny guy like yours truly.’ I stood there sobbing helplessly as he slid a hand up my ass under my shorts and panties and stroked my butt cheeks. Then he moved his hand down between my legs. I cringed as he slid a finger slid past my lips into my pussy, probing deep inside. He fingered me as though he was testing merchandise. Then, after about a minute, he withdrew his finger. I breathed a sigh of relief but it was short lived. Before I knew it, his finger was at the entrance to my butt hole. ‘Please,’ I begged him, sobbing, ‘please don’t do this.’ I was standing on the tips of my toes in a futile attempt to escape his probing finger. I could feel his erection pressing against my bound hands. Suddenly he clamped his hand tightly over my mouth and I gasped as I felt the stabbing pain of his finger being shoved roughly through my sphincter and up into my ass. He held it inside me for more than a minute then slid it out. He released my mouth and I stood there gasping and sobbing from the pain and humiliation. The man turned to my captor. ‘Her cunt’s wide and ready but her butthole needs slicking up. Can you take care of it?’ My captor replied, ‘Sure. There’s some stuff in the car. I’ll go get it after I get her back downstairs.’ ‘Great, the man in overalls said, ‘in the meantime get her gun and get her fixed up. She’s still a little overdressed. Bring her down when you’re done. I’ll finish up here and go and check out the other chick.’ He bent down and picked up the TV. ‘Oh,’ he added, ‘and make sure you put a good tight gag on her. Not just tape,’ he pointed at the roll of duct tape my captor was carrying, ‘find something to pack her mouth with underneath.’ He shouldered the TV and walked past me. ‘See you downstairs, cunt,’ he sneered, his lips curling into a smile through the opening in his ski mask. |
| Name: | Mr Pantyhose Bondage |
| e-mail: | My Andera |
| Comments: | Bondager here is a little juice for you.
Well I first would give her some oral thru her pantyhose crotch, then without her hose. I would also get her to perform oral on me well still wearing her hose usually in a postion where I could see the soles of her feet or in a way where I could smell her feet after that I would regag her and do the intercourse thing. |
| Name: | bondager |
| Comments: | Mr. Pantyhose Bondage
How would she be bound and gagged while you had intercourse and what would she be wearing? |
| Name: | Mr Pantyhose Bondage |
| Comments: | Bondager well usually tie her to the bed spread eagle or
when I learned how the frog tie. Once in a while i would tie her feet to the head board so she was kinda bent in half to allow me to enter her and smell her feet She knows I enjoy a good tight ballgag and she likes her penis plug gag so we flip flop her gags as part of our game and she always wears pantyhose during intercourse so i may enjoy the feel and smell of her feet and legs of course a slight modification to the crotch panel to allow entry. |
| Name: | Bondager |
| Comments: | Mr. Pantyhose bondage
GOD.....you are one lucky man.......I envy you |
| Name: | Ex Club Kid |
| e-mail: | Friend |
| Comments: | I don't know if anyone will like this story but it is true
all I did is change the names. I was around 17 and a club kid really into it. I am straight but would cross dress as part of my club chacter and not in everyday life. I had messed around with bondage and S&M and things like that so I knew the game so I thought. One of the guys in our club crew had an older brother who was 22-23 named Joe. Joe would drive us to clubs or underground parties all the time everyone liked Joe in our crew he would party with us and buy for us we had all been a crew for a couple years so we had trust so I tought. One weekend my parents were gone for the weekend and I had the house to myself I got dressed up for the scene it was a gothic party so I wore black opera stlye pantyhose and a patent leather skirt with biker boots and a patenet leather top very shiny and squeaky I painted my face white and used black makeup to apppear dead. I am a very skinny guy so if I wanted to look like a girl I could but I never went all the way I would always leave a sign I was a guy to prevent problems at clubs people on drugs are hard to deal with. So Joe picked me up and all of us partied in his van we had a great time a the club I was feeling kinda sick so i asked Joe if he could give me a ride home he said sure lets go we left and headed to my house he pulled up and said hey where's your parents oh they are gone for the weekend. I got out of the van and Joe said hey I am going to the store you want me to get you anything yeah some asprin ok he left and I went in my house I removed my makeup and the door bell rang it was Joe he came in with a bag of stuff junk food and some liquor he gave my asprin I took 2 and we sat around and talked Joe said how you feeling ok I said then lets drink why not I had a couple of drinks and blacked out! I kinda woke up for a minute and felt like I was riding in a car but passed backout. The next thing I remember was Joe was carrying me into a house and I was out again. Then I woke up after I don't know how long I tried to move but couldn't I tried to speak but felt something in my mouth I tried to spit it out but couldn't I got scared and tried to focus my eyes were bleary and a bright light was on me I laid back and my eyes began to focus and I realized I was in a basement then I saw my feet were tied to a metal bed frame I looked up and my hands were tied too I paniced and pulled and then I saw Joe he was naked and had a huge smile on his face he said glad your awake relax your not going anywhere until I am done with you! I thought it was a joke but found out it wasn't Joe told me he was sick of me dressing so sexy around him and he was going to teach me a lesson! I was freaking out he had me stripped down to my pantyhose and cut the crotch out so my penis and balls were exposed Joe took a rope and tied it to them and pulled them tight then pullled it up and tied it to a pipe he told me I was going to suck him off or he would burn me he pointed to a soldering iron plugged in on a table he removed the gag and put his cock in I was running on survival I made myself not think about it then he regagged me with a ballgag he whipped my thighs and soles of my feet and then untied my feet and rolled me over on my stomach I felt him retie my feet and touch my back I knew he was going to rape me I again forced my mind to go blank i can't remember anything after that the next day I woke up I was in my house on my living room floor but I was hogtied and gagged Joe was sitting on the couch he said I will untie but I have a video of you last night and pictures too so if you tell anyone or call the cops I show them all the video and pictures and ruin you!! He said you were a good fuck but work on youe cock sucking it is sloppy he laughed and asked if I was going to tell i shook my head no and made a no sound through my gag I really wanted to puke I could feel the burning taste in my throat but if I did I would have had to swallow it! Joe untied me and removed the gag he then left. I was shaking I crawled to the bathroom and puked my guts out my body hurt I had bad rope marks and my thighs were bruised and I crawled into the bathtub and ran water over me and washed with everything thing in there I felt so dirty and sick when I finally could stand up I looked in the mirror I had a black eye and a mark around my mouth from the ballgag strap I went to my room and fell a sleep My mom woke me up monday morning she told me I was late for school I thought maybe it was all a bad dream but when I went to shower I could see the bruises and still felt sore all over. I have never told anyone this until know I have gotten older and moved on but it still bugs me and I tought maybe by sharing it I could get rid of these demons. |
| Name: | Bondager |
| Comments: | Not exactly the best experience but are the demons inside
you gone now that you've shared it on this website. Did Joe ever use the pictures against you? Is he still holding it over your head after all these years? Just tell anyone else that no one will have the right to ridicule or debase you on this site as I need more stories for this site Just for the record I have had quite a few people tell me the same or similar story in real life so you are not alone. |
| Name: | Ex Club Kid |
| Comments: | Hey Bondager thanks I was worried that my story wouldn't be
welcome because I have seen other sites with sories like mine and other guys don't want to read that they can be just as an easy target as any woman. No after the incident Joe never tried to use the pictures to get me to do anything else with him for that I am glad although a friend in our crew told me that Joe touched him but I never told him about me because I was afraid he was trying to get me to admit something so I just stayed quite. I feel better having been able to share this story here thanks. |
| Name: | Ex club Kid |
| e-mail: | Thanks |
| Comments: | Thanks I will.
I met someone who had a even worse experience then me! I hope he will post it sometime. |
| Name: | SHY |
| e-mail: | Ex Club Kids Friend |
| Comments: | I was told by Ex Club Kid I was welcome to post here.
I had a similar experience like club kids but mine is well here it goes. I worked for this guy I met at a punk club he owned a business and offered me a job and looking the part of a punk mohawk and tattoos and not being able to get hired really anywhere without cutting my hair I took the job it was a auto repair shop so I was pretty good with cars and he was impressed we became great friends we hung out and partied. I was living from friends house to friends house my mom threw me out because of my lifestyle a little background I was 17 but had been into punk since I was 10 by 17 I had developed my own sexual prefernces I liked bondage and pantyhose sometimes I would wear them I enjoyed the feel on my legs I dated all kinds of freaky punk girls who had fetishes most thought my pantyhose fetish was cute compared to what they liked so they would wear hose or thigh hi some only had tights whatever it was good for me. I would go to fetish balls at this club and would dress up like a girl well my girlfriend dressed like a guy it was fun we never had any problems. Back to the story I worked with this guy Chris I'll call him for about a year in a half he was a new waver he liked the cure skinny puppy and those kinds of groups I liked them to but perfered harder groups. Well my girl bailed out on my so he said he lets get high and talk about life which we always did so we got high and we talked about things and then sex came up he knew alot of my sexual things already he would go with us to the fetish balls and just talking about likes and dislikes. Chris said he liked having me for a friend I told him he was pretty cool too, he asked me if I was going to the ball coming up I said I don't know he pushed me and said come on you know you will like it so I said ok. The next day Chris came in and said hey I bought you something to wear to the ball he handed me this box I opened it and in it was a leather skirt and a pair of fake boobs I said what is this he said it's for you to wear I said hey I dressed like a girl for my girl but your a guy and this isn't me if you know what I mean he got nerveous and said hey I was just joking he took the box back and I felt a strange feeling for the next few days like something was going to happen but I thought I was just being weird. The day of the ball Chris comes to me and says hey I am sorry about the other day but I wanted to dress up like a girl and figured we could both go as girls to compete for the door prize. I told him ok if he was going as a girl I would dress up with him he went and got the leather skirt and boobs he said you wear the black one and I will wear the white one ok. He said you could get ready at my place so we could drink and you could help me dress. I went to his place and showered and got went into the other room and on the bed was a bra and pantyhose and some heels I yelled to chris I would wear everything but the heels I don't want to break my leg he said ok but hurry up or we will be late I plastered make up on to look slutty and dressed when I came downstairs there was Chris naked sitting on a chair he looked at me like a mad man I felt scared he said you look hot I said why aren't you ready he said in due time I got nerveous he said why aren't you in the heels i got for you I told you I can't walk in them he looked mad he said bitch put on the fucking heels now!! I was shocked I stood there trying to figure out what was going on and before I knew it Chris slapped my across the face and said the heels whore put them on I sat down and put on the heels he said stand and walk i stood up my face hurt from the slap I wobbled around Chris was aroused and he said sit down and don't move or I 'll kill you! I was now very afraid i was shaking like a leaf i had to try and get out of here but Chris had other plans for me he came in and said get upstairs and he held out a large hunting knife I slowly stood and began to walk toward the stairs he said don't even think of doing anything stupid or I 'll gut you! Once upstairs Chris told me to put my hands behind my back he then took rope and tied my wrists and elbows very tight he tied my penis and balls pulling the rope up and tying it to my elbows he then pulled off the skirt and said you like to wear pantyhose so this will be you outfit he then bent me over the foot board and tied rope around my body holding me to the foot board he then took a belt a whipped my ass I was screaming and crying he laughed and said you haven't felt pain yet bitch! He shoved a ballgag in my mouth and then tied my ankles to the bottom of the footboard he pulled my pantyhose down and I felt something greasy in my ass then pain as what ever it was went it and then began to vibrate he laughed and left. I struggled and tried to yell but I was trapped the buttplug was hurting me I felt sick and actually dry heaved but soon Chris was back with his Cam corder he filmed me then removed my gag and videotaped me sucking his cock he was enjoying this alot he told me he had planed to kidnap someone but I was perfect because I had no home and no one would miss me he told me I was going to be his sex slave! I was so scared I pissed all over myself and the floor Chris beat the hell out of me once he was done he untied me and dragged me into the shower and washed me down he lead me to his room and gave me a new pair of pantyhose and told me to dress I put them on as I was pulling them up Chris did a line of coke and then turned on me again he told me I was going to be punished for pissing on his floor he took me back to the other room tied me to the bed and put a rubber bit in my mouth he went into the closet and came out with a battery charger he hooked it up and put some wires on it I cried and struggled he laughed and began to touch my penis and feet shocking me I jumped from the shocks my jaw locked tight as he touched me. After he was done he raped me then beat me again all of this caught on film. He tied me on the bed and left me about an hour later he came back he put a bag over my head and untied me he lead me down to his basement where I could here him moving things around he pulled me and began putting cuffs around my wrists and I heard pad locks click I heard chains dragging I felt the cuffs being connected to a pole holding my arms apart then something connecting it then I heard a motor buzzing and felt my arms being pulled up over my head then my feet were off the ground i was being hung Chris pulled the bag off my head I was hung about 2 feet off the ground he spun me around and then used his belt on my back and stomach he laughed as my feet kicked and I cried he took a plug gag harness and put it in my mouth he connected the ring of the harness to the bar above my head so I could not put my head down he put cuffs on my ankles and then used another bar to keep my legs spread he then connected that bar to a rope which ran through a pulley he pulled my feet straight out he put a penis cage on me and said he like girls with ripped pantyhose so he took his kinfe and put runs in the hose I was wearing. Well this is getting long and you have the idea of this fucker!! To sum it up I was raped and tortured more times then I can put a number on but it turned out to be three days i was held!!!!It felt like a year!!!!!!! Chris came home and had me give him oral and then handed me my clothes and said get out of here before I kill you I walked out of his house it was night only wearing the pantyhose he had me wearing and carrying my clothes I dressed in an alley about 1/2 a block away! I hid for 2 days and even tried to kill myself but my friends mom found me she saw the burns and bruises on me she told the police at the hospital and the doctor did some tests and told her I was raped repeatedly which I had to have surgery to fix my rectum. Well I managed to stay awake long enough to tell the cops but Chris was gone when they showed up but he got caught about 3 months later in Canada for molesting two teenagers so I had to go to Canada and testify against him because they refused to send his sorry ass back to the US. HE smiled as i had to retell what he did to me his lawyer had the video of me and they played parts of it saying that I wanted and enjoyed this treatment! But the judges didn't go for it the 2 teens he molested felt even more sorry for me I was humilated he got life with no parole ever and I got years of shirks and pills and more attempts to kill myself because this guy should have killed me but he had the final win by letting me win to deal with all this sexual bullshit. I have put somewhat of a normal life together i enjoy reading the stories on these sites and have a girlfriend, I still love my pantyhose and even started bondage but I have to do the tying I can't allow myself to be tied anymore. Sorry so long and and thanks to my friend Ex Club Kid for the referal to this site |
| Name: | bondager |
| Comments: | Shy-----a damn good story and I'm glad you got the fucking
bastard........don't worry about non-acceptance here and any ridicule because I monitor the site daily. I hope that telling me has been able to relieve your mind and your anxiety. I only make one request and that is if you can recommend this site to others like your friend recommended my site to you. I can use the stories and I won't change the criteria. |
| Name: | Shy |
| Comments: | Yes she excepts my fetish in fact she encourages it she
wasn't bothered that I sometimes wanted to wear pantyhose when we had sex. I have some suggestions for you post your e-mail address and I will talk with you via e-mail. |
| Name: | Friend of Shy& Club Kid |
| e-mail: | Thanks for the address friends |
| Comments: | I like this site the last two posts shook me up a bit not
in a bad way but I wonder how some people can do such awful things to each other!! I enjoy bondage and could not think of hurting anyone or using bondage to allow me to hurt them! I must say I am sorry to those two guys who were having a good time growning up and experimenting and had two jerks who used friendship to hurt and ruin your outlook on your sexuality those kinds of people give all the real fetishs a bad name. I hope to read more stories here I like the variety but wish the real ones were just a dark fantasy not reality. I wish all of you the best here and my thanks to my friends SHY and Ex Club Kid for the address here I'll be in touch! Also Bondager thank you for protecting my friends and others who wish to share their story here from the jerks and the Z people this will be a great story site maybe you can archive once you get more that would be neat. |
| Name: | bondager |
| Comments: | Friend of Shy & Club Kid
I'm glad you approve of my website and I must say I'm looking forward to you telling others about this website. Look forward to your postings |
| Name: | Tommy M. |
| e-mail: | fashiongirl@astrosfan.net |
| Comments: | let me know if my "seven Signs" Series is appropriate to
post. no sex is involved. it does involve my childhood experiences when I was punished for extremely bad deed, I had to wear tights/pantyhose, smell feet, and be tickled. sometimes simultaneously! There are a total of seven different incidents I recall--which I can translate into 7 different stories. I posted the 1st two in the "Tie up Games" site only to have them deleted after 1 or 2 people referred to it as "horrifying". The same 1 or 2 kept posting under different names (you could tell by the same incorrect spelling and grammar). Let me know now if this would cause a stir. Thank you |
| Name: | Matt |
| e-mail: | Last Adventure Of Damsel Matt |
| Comments: | My name is Matt and I posted a rather long story of playing
a bondage damsel for my bestfriend Tom on The Tie up Games site OCT3. But that's not why I am writing here I wanted to share another of Tom and My adventures and I a bad hit on the other site and a friend referred me here. Well as I said I would dress up and be a damsel for my bestfriend Tom. Tom was alot bigger and stronger then me and I felt so submissve being around him even if I wasn't dressed for our game. This day Tom and I were at his house his mom and dad had gone camping. Tom had the whole place to him for a week! Tom had asked me if I would be wiling to be his hostage for a week while his parents were gone I told him let me get the ok from my mom to stay the and we will go from there we were into our games pretty heavy by now and even added some light punishment. Well my mom gave me the ok I knew she would I packed my clothes and my damsel clothes for the game. I got to Tom he was ready to play he said yes when I told him he said hurry I want my hostage ok ok I said he laughed and told me he jerked off twice already thinking about holding me hostage and I too had to jerk off at the tought of the game. I went to Toms room to shower and dress Tom had some clothes on the bed he said I want you to wear these ok it was a corset with garter belts and tan thigh hi stockings and long black satin gloves and black satin panties I asked him whos clothes these were he said yours I bought them for you! I was used to wearing a dress and pantyhose for our games this would be a lot different I showered and dressed and put on some makeup and my wig Tom gave me a pair of his moms old black pumps to wear. Once Tom saw me he said Matt you look great and I hate to be a dick but can we get started OK I said Tom was always in a hurry because he wasn't the one being tied and gagged! So I was to pretend to be a a hooker and he was going to be a pimp looking for revenge we needed to have a set up to lead in for punishment. I went down the basement to my pretend corner then Tom walks up on me and asks for a date and then pulls a gun he gives me a light slap on my face and then pulls me to a different part of the basement there he ties my wrists behind me he then tape gags me and blinfolds me then after some pinxhing he leads me upstairs he takes me to his living room where I am tied to a chair and made to tape record a ransom demand he then gags me again and prepares the next step he then unties me and forces my on my knees where he makes me jerk off into a cloth once i come he has me lay on my stomach and he then hogties me and ballgags me once this is done he removes then blindfold and verbally abuses me he then jerks off in front of me once he comes he then removes my pumps and begins to whip the soles of my feet and he swats my hips I play the damsel roll to the tee I sturggle and squrim I cry out in my gag as I am punished Tom is so dominate I can feel his power over me. I remanied hogtied for about an hour then i am forced to jerk off again and retied to Toms bed and watch as he did his homework he put clothes pins on my arms and nipples to make sure I didn't sleep. After that Tom had me prepare and serve him dinner after which came the forced blowjob on a dildo after which I was spanked and frog tied Tom also used a bigger ballgag on me at my begging This went on for the rest of the week I was in heaven I really enjoyed being bound and gagged and Tom was the perfect partner he started the game and it worked for us I know people will say it's not normal or we are gay but I a sure you we are both straight and we were Teens back then who had girlfriends but we lived in a part of the country in a place where everyone knew everyone elses business so it would have been very hard for Tom and I to tie up any girls in our school. Tom and I still friends we discuss our game no we don't play it anymore but we talk about the feelings and how it has affected us but we feel for the better seeing as how we are both professionals and enjoy being dominate now and I tie up my girlfriends and give them light punishmet and Tom says he is a switch he likes so submit more then dominate. |
| Name: | Teenage DOM |
| e-mail: | Slaves |
| Comments: | When I was in high school I was dating this girl I thought
things were going good she knew I had a foot fetish and she would wear pantyhose for me and give me her old ones unwashed so I could smell them and jerk off. Well about 6 months into this relationship I wanted to tie her up and have sex with her so she allowed me to tie her to the bed and sex her I really enjoyed it and she was moaning and making akot of sex sounds so i took her ditry panties and stuffed them in her mouth telling her she better not spit them out she looked at me in shock but she kept them in her mouth as i pumped her she started moaning again I was so turned on by seeing her with her panties in her mouth and a look of humiliation that I came and told her to hold the panties in her mouth until I get back I used the restroom and returned she had them still in her mouth I said good girl and removed them she said nothing I untied her and that night I decided to make her my slave seeing that she did as I said. Well I began to start train her when she would come over I would have her in just her pantyhose nothing else and she would be tied and gagged from easy simple postions to harder stricter ones I would give her spankings not very hard just enough to get her attention and everytime we had sex she would have her panties stuffed in her mouth when I was ready to come I made sure the crotch was the part on her tounge so she had to taste her self . I spent 3 months training her thinking wow I am good sexually she was a perfect slave in real life we were equals she really enjoyed it so she said i took alot of pictures of her in bondage and fucking her self. One day her bestfriend comes over looking for my girlfriend who to my knowledge was at work but her friend sent me a warning that something was wrong by coming over looking for her so that night she never came over the next day she said she was sick and couldn't come over I went to visit but her mom said she was really sick the doctor just left! I was worried but then that night her bestfriend comes over she was high and she lets it slip out that my girlfriend cheated on me with her ex boyfriend and they are going to get back together that's why she never showed up tody or yesterday she told me she saw her sucking him off yesterday at his house but she forgot and came to my house the power of drugs and air headed high school girls who use them her friend relates all these things that have been going on since we got together so I said I need revenge and so I showed her friend some of the picture of her friend tied and gagged she looked at them but was to high to know what was up so I was feeling evil so I decided to get my revenge using my girlfriends best friend so I began to work on her soon we were kissing then I had her sucking my cock the I had her top off and then the pants and much to my delight she was wearing pantyhose she had puffy socks over them so once the pants hit the floor i pulled off her socks and tasted her feet much better then my girlfriend then I gave her oral she was ready i took some rope and tied her wrists to the head board she was having fun I pulled off one leg of her pantyhose and got her panties which I made sure they were very wet with her sex I tied her feet spread and mounted her she was really into this but I had the suprise and soon I felt that she was having to much fun and as she was moaning I made sure the crotch was right and stuffed her panties in her mouth she just opened her eyes wide I told her she better not spit them out she just kept moaning and then she was kinda sucking on her panties I was so stoked by this I came I then told her she better keep them in her mouth until I get back I went to get my camrea and she still had them in when I returned I took several pictures of her too I hogtied her and took pictures she didn't seem to mind anything I did to her or made her do to me she had lost her high and she ended up staying the night with me. The next morning she said she had a really good time and she wanted to play again so how about today she said ok I told her about her uniform pantyhose and she said ok I then kissed her and gave her a hickey on her neck for my soon to be ex to see. Well my ex saw it and never confronted me so after school I had my new slave in her pantyhose learning the ropes when my now ex girlfriend walks in my house and sees her best friend tied up in her pantyhose with her mouth around my cock! She starts yelling and then I tell her I know she had been cheating on me for the 9 months we were dating she knew her bestfriend told me she went for now ex bestfriend but I was quick and caught her before and I decided to get my revenge now I held her she was wearing a skirt and white hose I pulled her skirt down and put her on the bed on her stomach she knew she was going to be tied she never struggled as I tied her wirsts a littler tighter then her elbows and the her tighs I pulled her bra down my new slave watched as I was setting up I tied he ankles and used a rubber ball rolled up in some pantyhose to gag her I finished the hogtie she laid there quite so I had my new slave finish sucking my cock as I smelled my exs feet she was still quite I then had sex with my new slave next to my ex my new slave began sucking her bestfriends tits so i decided to let my new slave take her best friend I untied my new slave and she took her best friend she removed the ballgag and had her eat her and she dominated my ex I was impressed and then my new slave took her panties and shoved them in my exs mouth I was floored!!! I decided to tie them up together side by side and on top of each other they were bith ballgaged and I was able to get plenty of pictures of them my ex left after 2hours she said she was sorry to both of us and begged me not show the photos to anyone I agreed and went back to my new slave who was bound and gagged in my room. I had fun with my new slave stayed with me for 1 year until she moved away my last year of high school sucked I had lost 2 slave but I had plenty of pictures and tape recordings of them in bondage and getting sexed. |
| Name: | cool breeze |
| Comments: | Cool Site I dig all the posts;0 |
| Name: | bondager |
| Comments: | Matt.......a good story but I'm curious about one thing....
are you still submissive to Tom or are you now with women? If Tom is now submissive do you tie him? Were you ever able to get the gags off or did you not want to? Can you give me your e-mail address as there is more I'd like to know |
| Name: | Bondager |
| Comments: | teenage Dom
I'd like to know how you were able to convince these girls to be your slaves as most girls wouldn't even consider it. You can be graphic without recrimination |
| Name: | matt |
| Comments: | I have been with women ever since we started High School we
both dated and sexed and tied up our girlfriends. But Tom enjoyed tying me up better then his girlfriend because I knew the damsel role he wanted. I am very much a dominate now my submission days ended long ago my girlfriend wishes she was in control:) Tom lives in another state but we talk and visit he told me his dominate days are over and he now enjoys playing a submissive slave to strong women! We always used ballgags or a ball in my mouth with tape over it or saran wrap even a old pair of pantyhose, I never tried to shake the gags off if fact Tom made sure they were tight and mouth filling enough to discourage me from trying and he tied me very well so there was no way to attempt gag removal I did my best damsel sounds gagged anyway. I am sorry I cannot post my e-mail at this time I use alot of different computers and I am trying to buy my own but I am just to picky but once I get set up with my own and set up my account I post it for you. |
| Name: | Teen Dom |
| Comments: | Teenage Dom back in the house.
It wasn't hard to get them to play along for a lot of reasons. 1 they really wanted to do it but needed to kinda be pushed so the forced role play was great for them to full fill their fantasy without guilt " pretending to be forced" 2 they were pretty wild I had done my homework and found out what thses girls had done long before I even made the move to date one and I knew they would stray but I was out for myself in a way! 3 they were very much party girls if you had booze and their drug of choice they would well party in a lot of ways if they thought you were cool and somewhat good looking. And I have always been very good at manipulating people to do things for me so it was very easy for me to pull this stunt if they had been good girls who never did bad stuff it would probably never happened or it would have taken many months. |
| Name: | Ray |
| e-mail: | ret@mtnworks.net |
| Comments: | I loved the story Andromeda sent in dated Oct 11. Can you
find out if and when Holly will send the remaining parts to this story. I would love to read it in full. Thks, Ray PS - Is it possible for you to send me the addresses of the other Dreambook sites as I lost the ones I had. |
| Name: | Allie Boo |
| e-mail: | arianwen@celticmail.com |
| Comments: | Hi! Bondager, i love your site. I can't wait to read more
stories, fiction or non-fiction. I also enjoyed Andromeda's story and i can't wait to read the rest. That's about it... remeber, nothing but praise! Ciao! |
| Name: | Andromeda |
| Comments: | My thanks to Ray and Allie Boo for the kind words about my
story. I’m glad you both enjoyed it. Yes, I do have more chapters on the way. The next two are almost ready and should be ready for posting in a day or two. Please bear in mind that the story is definitely fictional and that applies to Holly as well. She’s a fictional character. The only thing in the story that’s based on reality is the bondage. I was the victim of an assault, a robbery, that happened some time ago and I still have very vivid recollections of it. Like Holly in the story, it was the first time in my life I had ever been bound and, in a way, writing this story has been therapeutic for me. It’s helped me work out some of my feelings about bondage. The next chapter takes up the story from the viewpoint of one of the assailants, the man called Slim. The third chapter carries on from Holly’s point of view. Please do continue posting your responses to my story as it goes on. It’s frustrating when you work at writing a story and post it and get no response at all. So I’m grateful to both of you for your posts |
| Name: | Ken Kinif |
| e-mail: | Checkin in |
| Comments: | I dig all these storys.
If they are real man you all got CRAZY LIVES! If they are made up then you all got CRAZY MINDS! But I dig this game called bondage it's just mind blowing and I hope you all post some more things for ol Ken to read can you dig it! Peace Out! |
| Name: | Andie |
| Comments: | Hello everyone... I'm a first timer to this site and i was
just reading some of the posts... I know that this is for stories and stuff but i can't find help from anyone else... I'm a 19 year old girl who likes bondage.. The only thing is i don't mind being tied up but i also happen to like male bondage.. Not girls tying boys but boys tying up boys! I've pondered this for a while knowing that i wouldn't want to tie up a guy but i like seeing a guy tied... I was wondering if i could get some feedback about what you think of this... webmaster if this is unappropriate feel free to remove the post.. I just need some help because i feel like a weirdo... Thankyou. |
| Name: | Andie |
| Comments: | Hi all... Bondager i luv your site!... I have a bit of a
dilemma... i feel like a total weirdo because i like bondage and i don't mind being tied up but i also like seeing guys tied up too... But i like the male bondage thing... I'm a girl and i still find it sexually stimluating.. I've had this sort of problem on my hands for a while because i'm really confuesd.. Because i know i'm not into domination and yet it's not the excitement of a woman overpowering a man or vice versa really... it's looking at male with male bondage... I mean i'm a girl... I wouldn't ind any feedback at all good or bad... you can confirm my weirdness or you can help me figure it out... I'm open to all suggestions... Thankyou! By the way if this is unappropriate for the page please don't hesitate to delete the post... I just can't get help anywhere else.. my partner doesn't really know what to say i think... |
| Name: | Andromeda |
| Comments: | Home Invasion, Chapter 2.
Slim. She was real cute, a lot younger than the chick Jerry was busy with inside. She’s standing out there on the patio dressed in a blue halter and a cute little pair of short shorts like the other chick inside and she freezes up when she sees me come out with my gun on her and my finger pressed over my lips. Her eyes are wide and frightened, they’re going back and forth from the gun to the duct tape and you can see from her face she knows what the tape is for. I order her to turn around and she does it real quick. I don’t have time to look at her cute little ass, I just get behind her ready with the tape when she turns her head with a quick toss of her hair. ‘Please, what’s happening to my mom?’she asks. I’m about to let her have it for talking but then I think, hey, it doesn’t hurt to be civil so I tell her not to worry, her mom’s gonna be OK, somebody’s taking care of her.’ ‘What do you mean, taking care...is she being tied up?’ she asks. ‘Yeah,’ I say, ‘same as you, sweetheart. In case you hadn’t noticed, this is a robbery. Now shut the fuck up and press your lips together.’ I let her have a quick couple of strips of tape across her lips, just a temporary gag to keep her quiet for the binding. ‘Hands in back, honey, wrists crossed,’ I tell her, and she’s nice and cooperative about it, just does it without giving me any trouble. She gasps slightly as she hears the tape getting ripped off the roll. That’s one of the things I like about using tape, the harsh ripping sound it makes. It’s nasty and intimidating and it helps subdue the victim while she’s being bound. Half a dozen quick turns of tape pulled tight around the crossed wrists gives me a good secure bind and elicits a short little spasm of quiet sobbing from the chick. Victims often do that when they suddenly discover they’re tied up and helpless. I give her a friendly little pat on her bound hands. ‘Relax,’ I tell her, ‘you’re gonna be OK. You’re doing fine. Just keep on cooperating and nobody’s gonna get hurt.’ I do a quick check on her bondage, testing for lateral mobility of her arms behind her back to see if I need to put her in a waist tie for extra security. I decide against it. She’s relatively short limbed and the crossed wrist bindings are enough to immobilize her arms and deny her any freedom of lateral movement. She’s well trussed up. I take a quick break and step back to take a good look at her. She’s got a cute pair of jugs and they’re pressing up against her halter from the way her arms are forced back. Her legs are OK, not spectacular but OK, and her cute little shorts are cut so short you can see the asscheeks peeking out from under them. What I specially liked was her ass, round and firm and well shaped under the shorts. If I’d had a camera on me I’d have taken a picture of her. She looked like a million bucks standing there in her cute little outfit, mouth taped, hands bound behind her, nicely subdued. Anyway, it’s time to upgrade her gag, make it a little less wearer-friendly and I’ll be needing her panties for that. I tell her to kneel down on the floor facing one of the chairs on the patio. She gives me a funny look but bound as she is she knows she can’t give me much trouble so she kneels down. It’s kind of awkward for her with her hands behind her back so I help her down. Once she’s on her knees I give her a quick shove to get her facedown on the chair. I like the way her shorts ride up her ass when she’s bent over and I cop a quick feel on her nice firm cheeks. Then I grab hold of the shorts and quickly pull them down around her knees. Right off the bat she tenses up and starts bucking up and down, kicking her legs and mmmphing through her gag, she’s even twisting her wrists around frantically inside the tape binds trying to slip out of them. Not much chance of that, but to keep her from hurting herself I squat down behind her and pin her ankles to the floor with my knees. She’s still struggling and twisting her hands around trying to slip her bonds but she’s under control. Squatting down gives me a nice close up view of her ass and her cute little panties. She’s wearing this sexy white thong, nice and skimpy with a little lace trim on the hem and from the way she’s bent over, the panty crotchband is buried deep in her asscrack. I fish it out and pull out my knife. A quick clean stroke cuts right through the thin fabric of the crotchband just below the T join to the waistband and another quick cut through the side loosens the thong so I can slip it off her ass. I take a quick minute to check out her holes and feel up her crotch. Nice and easy I run my finger up from her cunt to her asshole and shove my finger in just a little way to give her a foretaste of what she’s gonna be getting later on. Then I go back down and tease the cunt lips open and finger her inside her fuckhole checking for tightness and lubrication. Her cunt is tight and dry so I finger her clit a little to see if I can tease some juice out but I draw a blank. It doesn’t really matter anyway because she’s gonna be getting pretty thoroughly slicked up before she gets boned. All this time she’s sobbing and whimpering into her gag and from the way she’s bawling she probably figures she’s gonna be getting boned right here and now. And hey, it’s not like I don’t want to. I’m hard as a rock from the binding and the stripping not to mention the once-over-lightly I’m giving her holes but that’s not the way we work it. Whenever me and Red and Jerry we bag us a couple or more chicks during a job we like to make sure each chick gets the treatment in full view of the others. It’s a lot more humiliating for them that way and a lot more fun for us. So I pull my finger out of her cunt, give her a couple of nice friendly pats on her buttcheeks and get up. ‘You’re gonna be OK, sweetheart,’ I tell her, ‘let’s get you up on your feet,’ and I help her up. I pull her shorts up around her waist with an extra little tug to hike them up over her asscheeks as far as they’ll go and I turn her around. She’s mmmphing through her gag and there are tears in her eyes. I guess she’s missing her panties. I hold them up like I was examining them. ‘OK, honey,’ I tell her, ‘I’m gonna be changing your gag. If there’s a peep outta you I’m gonna have to hurt you. Don’t make me do that.’ She’s eyeing her panties with a kind of horrified look so I guess she’s knows what’s coming. Just for kicks I pull up the mouth hole of my ski mask an inch or two and press the crotchband of her thong up against my nose to take a quick sniff. The smell is pungent and raunchy. OK, so it’s a hot day and she’s probably been sweating a little but it’s not just sweat I can smell. ‘How long you been wearing these?’ I ask her. Her face is red as a beet with embarrassment but I mean hey, there’s no excuse for a chick to be wearing the same pair of panties for so long. Carefully I fold the thong into a wad making sure the crotchband stays up on top where it’ll go in and press up against her palate. I grab her head and rip the tape off her mouth with a quick hard tug. Her lips are probably stinging and smarting but who cares? As soon as she has her mouth free she starts begging me, ‘please, not inside my mouth, please don’t put...’ but I shut her up with a good hard smack across her mouth. ‘That’s for talking,’ I tell her. I grab her jaw and force her mouth open. The wadded thong goes in, smelly crotch on top, and I follow it up with five or six fresh strips of tape across the mouth, pressing down hard on her cheeks with the heel of my hand to get a good tight seal. ‘Be thankful it’s just a thong,’ I tell her, ‘if I’d wanted it to be real uncomfortable I’d have used your shorts to gag you.’ By now the tears are streaming down her face. ‘OK, you’re all set to go,’ I tell her, ‘let’s get inside.’ I grab her elbow and steer her into the living room. As soon as she’s inside she freezes up again. There’s her mom up against the wall, standing there in her shorts naked from the waist up, hands in back ready for binding while Jerry’s behind her, noosed rope in hand, getting set to slip the noose around her wrists. She’s bending forward a little and you can see a hint of her lacy white panty hemline peeking out from under her brief little shorts. She sees me come in with her daughter in tow and starts saying something to her and Jerry gives her a good hard smack to shut her up. I’ve got a good tight grip on the chick’s elbow, which is a good thing because she starts struggling all over again, kicking and trying to pull away from me. I’ve practically got to drag her ass over to the sofa. I get her there, force her down on the floor on her knees right by the pile of ropes and tape and stuff Jerry dumped there and shove her face down on the sofa, kneeling with her ass up. I’d been planning on putting her in a simple ankle tie to keep her warehoused while we get things set up but now I’m getting a little fed up with her bullshit so I figure a little punishment is in order. I weigh up the options. I wanna keep her fresh and ready for fucking when the time comes so that pretty much rules out the heavy stuff like whipping or clamping her nips. But, hey, chicks hate being uncomfortable so I figure a good tight frogtie is just what the doctor ordered. I grab a couple of long lengths of rope from the floor and get to work. I pull both of her legs up behind her and bind each ankle to its thigh, using plenty of rope and cinching it up tight so the rope bites good and hard into the sensitive flesh at the front of her thighs. I hear a lot of mmmphs and whimpers coming out of her gag while I’m working but I ignore it. I figure her legs are probably gonna cramp up on her pretty damn quick but hey, that’s part of the punishment. ‘You asked for this,’ I tell her as I tie off the final knot on the leg bindings with a quick tug, then pull out my knife and cut her halter off so she’s naked from the waist up just like her mom. When I’m done I look over to see what Jerry’s doing with mom. Mom’s being steered up the stairs, wrists roped up good and tight behind her back, bare breasts bobbing up and down, white panty hemline plainly visible now below her shorts as she climbs the steps. Jerry’s left her ungagged though which is pretty careless but I notice he’s carrying tape so I figure he’s gonna take care of it. While I’m waiting for the main event I figure I might as well look around and see if I can locate the chicks’ handbags. I find them in the foyer just by the front door. There’s $53 in one of the wallets and like $40 in the other. Not much but I pocket the cash and riffle through the wallets looking for driving licenses. The one belonging to the chick I just got through frogtying shows her name as Beth Butler. There’s a cute picture of her smiling sweetly at the camera. I figure her address could come in handy some time so I pocket the license and check out the other wallet. Mom’s name turns out to be Holly Butler and there’s a not-so-nice picture of her on her license looking a lot older than she looks in real life. I leave her license in the wallet and go back to the living room where I see Red coming down the stairs carrying a TV set and he looks unhappy. He’s shaking his head. ‘Jerry’s fucking up again,’ he mutters, ‘can you believe he’s walking a vic through her house without a gag on?’ ‘Yeah,’ I tell him, ‘I noticed. That’s Jerry for you. He can be fucking careless sometimes. He’s got her roped up good and tight though.’ ‘Yeah, whatever,’ Red says. |
| Name: | Ray |
| Comments: | Andromeda,
You are an awesome writer. I truly love your story so far. I am amazed that you can write a story like this after being assaulted. Please continue story ASAP as I am waiting for the remaining chapters. It is terrific so far. Ray |
| Name: | Allie Boo |
| e-mail: | eorrego@vtown.com.au |
| Comments: | Hello again!... Andromeda loved part 2 can't wait for the
next installment! Glad to gve any positive feedback to anyone... :) By the way if you want to talk or e-mail me feel free to use that one i provided... It's my dad's but he NEVER checks.... I kinda stole it... I'm going to write about one experience i had a babysitter a few years ago when i was 17 ( i was desperate for cash) I'm currently 19... Andie in response to your THREE posts i don't there is anything weird about getting turned on about male bondage you don't take any part in... that turns me on a bit too... Don't feel like a weirdo. We bondage fanatics are all in this together and i think i ca safely say that no one will ridicule you for your likes... we all a 'strange' side to us all... keep those ropes tying and keep those hands writing.. look forward to more stories... mine will come soon... I should let you know first hand that this is a true story to a major extent.. i've adjusted some parts for your reading pleasure.... Ciao.. will post story soon... ;) |
| Name: | Andromeda |
| Comments: | Ray and Allie Boo. Many thanks again for the great
feedback. I'm really pleased you're both enjoying the story. And Ray, thanks for the compliment. It's undeserved. I'm not really much of a writer at all. I still remember how I used to get C's and D's for my essays in school. Chapter 3 is a little behind schedule because of RL concerns. It should be ready in a couple of days. |
| Name: | Andromeda |
| Comments: | Home Invasion, Chapter 3.
Holly. ‘Move it,’ my captor barked. With my butt aching and smarting from its brutal penetration at the hands of the man in overalls, I was marched, shuffling and stumbling, along the corridor to my bedroom, my captor’s hand tight at my elbow. I was sobbing and my eyes were blurry from the tears that kept streaming down my cheeks. With my hands bound behind my back I couldn’t even dry them. The calculated and deliberate humiliation I had endured in these terrible few minutes on the landing had been nothing less than a foretaste of rape and I knew the ordeal was only going to get worse. I could tell this wasn’t a normal armed robbery tie-up. Robbery victims are usually bound and gagged to stop them from interfering and to give their assailants time to make their getaway. What was happening to us was different. Beth and I had been earmarked for humiliation and rape and the harsh, painful bondage was part and parcel of the humiliation. As my captor shoved me into my bedroom I winced as I saw my reflection in the full- length mirror on the wall by the bed. I never thought I would ever have to see myself that way, hands tied behind my back, eyes red from crying, naked except for the brief pair of shorts I was wearing. ‘OK, bitch,’ my captor growled at me, ‘we’re here. Where’s the gun?’ ‘In the dresser, bottom drawer on the left,’ I sobbed. As he bent down to get the gun he looked up at me. ‘Cry all you like,’ he said, ‘I don’t think you get the picture. What happened to you out there was nothing, just a routine preliminary check for tightness and lubrication. A T&L we call it. Every chick gets one before we service her. Every fucking chick we bag gets to have her fuckhole and butthole T&L ‘d. Hey, that cute little daughter of yours down there, what’s her name, Beth, she’s probably getting hers done right now as we speak. Unless, of course, Red decides to wait until I get you down there so you can watch.’ He turned his back and got my gun out of the drawer. It was a snub-nosed 38. He hefted it in his hand. ‘Nice piece,’ he said. I had stopped crying; the shock of hearing him talk about Beth had me trembling inside. At the back of my mind I had known that whatever happened to me was going to happen to Beth as well but to hear him talk about it like that suddenly made it real. ‘What do you do for a living, Holly,’ he asked me, as he examined my gun, checking to see if it was loaded. His tone was easy and conversational. It was the first time I’d heard him use my name. ‘I’m a schoolteacher,’ I told him. ‘Oh yeah? How about your daughter? Beth is it?’ ‘She’s a beautician,’ I said. ‘Hey, that’s pretty good. She have her own business yet?’ ‘No,’ I told him, ‘she works in a large beauty parlor.’ I had a sudden image of Beth as I’d seen her before I’d been marched upstairs, on her knees by the sofa, gagged, her hands taped behind her back, her legs cruelly bent back and roped ankle to thigh. We were exchanging pleasantries as though nothing out of the ordinary was going on, as though this horrible and obscene atrocity wasn’t really taking place. Maybe I can get on his good side, I thought hopefully. I asked him what his name was. ‘It’s Jerry for you. The guy who gave you your T&L out there, you can say his name’s Red. The other guy’s name is Slim. They’re fake names anyway. You don’t wanna know our real names, just like you don’t wanna see our faces. All we wanna do is give the two of you a good hard fucking, leave you hogtied and gagged and get the fuck outta here. We don’t want to have to kill you too. So behave yourselves and nobody’s gonna get hurt.’ So much for pleasantries, I thought bitterly. Reality had snapped back with a vengeance. Somehow I had to find a way of getting out of these ropes. The man kept on examining my gun, he seemed fascinated by it. ‘Got any bullets for this piece?’ he asked me. ‘I keep them in a separate drawer for safety,’ I answered, ‘bottom drawer on the right.’ I had tested my bonds before, just after he had tied me up. This time I tried harder, twisting my hands against the harshly tied ropes, oblivious to the sharp stabs of pain that lanced through my wrists. I knew I had to be injuring my wrists but I had to find out if there was any slack in the ropes, any slack at all that I could use to try and free myself. There was none. The bonds held tight. All I had succeeded in doing was hurting myself. I saw the man rummaging through my drawer for the bullets and as he did I edged closer to the mirror and turned around. I wanted to see the rope bindings on my wrists from close up. There might some hidden weakness in the binding, something I could see and use. As I bent forward and peered over my shoulder I couldn’t help noticing my butt. My underwear was showing badly. My shorts had ridden up my cheeks and exposed the lacy white hemline of my panties. They were sticking out by an inch, maybe more. I cursed myself for having selected the wrong pair of panties to wear under my shorts that morning. I couldn’t do much about fixing my underwear the way my hands were tied so I ignored the embarrassing panty peek and concentrated on my bonds, swallowing the stinging humiliation I felt at having to see my own hands imprisoned in ropes behind my back. White cotton rope had been wrapped four or five times around my crossed wrists, the wraps brutally cinched tight by additional loops threaded between the wrists. The knots were good. They’d been placed right at the V join of my arms where I wouldn’t be able to reach them. There were no weaknesses that I could see. It looked exactly like it felt on my wrists, harsh, unyielding and inescapable. It sank in: I had been bound me much too professionally for me to even think of slipping my ropes. I felt the helplessness and the hopelessness seep through me again, just as it had when I’d first been bound. I saw him looking at me, grinning widely. He had loaded and pocketed my 38. ‘Hey, slut,’ he called out, ‘looking at your butt? Shorts a little too short for those panties? I kinda like it that way. Gives you a nice sloppy-slut-in-her-shorts look. Cool.’ I reddened but then, I suddenly thought, what do I have to lose? I turned around and bending forward, I presented him with my butt and my bound hands pushed out, shorts riding up to expose my panties, bound hands fluttering helplessly. ‘I’m so embarrassed,’ I purred at him over my shoulder in a little girl voice that was charged with sexual innuendo, ‘I know my panties are showing. I really want to fix them up but I just can’t, not with my hands tied up like this. Please, couldn’t I just ask to untie my hands for just a little tiny bit? You can tie up again after I’ve pulled my panties up, really, I promise I won’t try to get away or anything. Actually...’ I lowered my voice even more, ‘you know, I almost like it, having these ropes on me. I hated it at first, I’d never been tied up before, but now...I don’t know. It kind feels nice and sexy being bound like this and waiting to be taken. But I’m so embarrassed about my panties. Couldn’t you untie me just for a minute so I can fix myself up? Please?’ My loaded 38 was in his pocket but he still had his own gun tucked into his belt. If I could get him to untie me even for a minute it might give me a chance to go for his gun. It was a long shot, risky, but the way I saw it the alternative was much worse. I was desperate. And very soon I would be gagged. It had to be now. My captor was looking at me intently. ‘Nice try, slut,’ he said at length, ‘give it up. Those ropes stay on just the way they are.’ It wasn’t working. I persevered. ‘Please, Jerry,’ I said, using his name, ‘you and I could have a good time up here alone together. Red and Slim would never have to know. I like you a lot. You’re strong and you know how to control a woman. I like that in a man.’ I wiggled my bottom at him seductively. ‘I’d love to give you a hand job. I know I’m going to be serviced later but that way you and I would have gotten to know each other first. That would be fun. We’ll have our little secret that we share.’ I felt like a cheap whore, prostituting myself like this but I was doing it for Beth. Again the man looked at me. ‘You really are a little slut, aren’t you. No wonder you dress like that. And Red was right about you. You really do need a gag on you, more than I ever figured. OK, little slut, gag time. Anything else you wanna say before I shut you up?’ ‘No, please...’ I was getting increasingly desperate, ‘if you won’t untie me, even for a minute, couldn’t you just fix me up yourself, you know, tuck my panties for me? Please?’ Nothing was working. But maybe if I could get him to touch me sexually, maybe it would change his mind. It was strange, I thought, that he had never touched me except to tie me up and slap me around. The other man, Red, hadn’t hesitated to penetrate my privates in the most brutal way, yet Jerry had never touched me at all, not even once. The thought flashed through my mind that maybe he was impotent, that he could only get aroused by violence and even then probably only to masturbate. ‘Oh sure,’ he answered, ‘I’ll fix you up. But first you get gagged. Where’s your underwear drawer?’ ‘My underwear drawer?’ I asked, ‘why?’ But I knew why. He was going to gag me with my underwear, probably my panties. It was dreadful. Suddenly, without warning, he slapped me hard across both cheeks, backwards and forwards. The blows left my cheeks stinging and once again, tears welled up in my eyes. ‘Conversation time is over, slut,’ he barked, ‘I’m gonna ask you just one more time. Where’s your fucking underwear drawer?’ ‘Second one from the bottom on the right,’ I sobbed. He pulled open the drawer and located a pair of my panties. He held them up to inspect them, grinning at me. The panties were one of my favorites, black, lacy and very sexy. I’d worn them on special dates that I knew in advance would end up in bed. ‘These’ll do for your gag,’ he chuckled. ‘Let’s do this the easy way, slut. Open wide.’ He balled up the panties and held them in front of my mouth. I turned my head to one side, tears streaming down my face. ‘Please,’ I pleaded with him, ‘please don’t put those in my mouth. If you have to gag me, couldn’t you just do it with the tape? Please, I’m begging you.’ He shook his head. ‘Sorry, slut. No way. I’m only gonna say this one more time. Open wide. NOW!’ But I couldn’t bring myself to open my mouth. I kept my lips pressed together and my head turned away. ‘OK, then,’ he said nastily, ‘we’ll do this the hard way.’ He grabbed one of my nipples and twisted it viciously hard until I cried out in pain. As my mouth was forced open by my scream, he fed the panties in and shoved the fabric deep inside, packing my mouth until I retched. He released my nipple and seconds later, I heard the nasty ripping sound of the duct tape as it was wrapped over and over again around my head and across my mouth, sealing the panties inescapably inside. It was the first time in my life I had ever been gagged. It felt awful. The humiliation of having my mouth packed and sealed was worse, much worse even than having my hands bound. Through my tears I saw my captor step back and study me for a moment, his head cocked to one side, his eyes watching me intently through the holes in his ski mask. Then suddenly he bent forward again and seized my nipples, both of them this time. As I struggled futilely to free my nipples from his grasp he began twisting them around and around until the pain became unbearable. I screamed again and again into the gag but practically no sound came through, just faint muted noises. He twisted my nipples for over a minute then released them. He seemed satisfied. ‘Just checking to make sure your gag’s OK,’ he said evenly. ‘Kind of like quality control if you know what I mean. You can cry as much as you like. Doesn’t bother me.’ I stared at him through tear-soaked eyes. I’d always known there was no limit to how cruel people could be but I’d never experienced that cruelty first hand. How could I deal with the fact that this animal had tortured my nipples and forced me to scream, not out of anger or to punish me but coldly and deliberately, just to check if my gag did what it was supposed to do? I waited hopelessly for the next humiliation. It wasn’t long in coming. ‘OK, little slut,’ he said, ‘I want you down on your knees facing the bed. Once you’re on your knees bend forward with your head down on the mattress. Do it!’ he barked. Hopelessly, I knelt down awkwardly by the bed, unable to use my bound hands to balance myself. When I was down on my knees I looked up at him over my shoulder, my eyes pleading with him not to humiliate me any further. But I knew it was hopeless. ‘I said bend over, slut. I want to see you facedown down on the bed. Do it NOW!’ he snarled. I hesitated, fearful that he was going to give me his own private, what did he call it, T&L? My anus was still sore and aching. I couldn’t bear another penetration. I hesitated and my brief hesitation earned me a punishing pair of slaps, this time to both sides of my head. It left my ears ringing. Then came a brutal shove that threw me forward on the bed. As my head hit the mattress I saw him pull a short thin folding knife out of his pocket and open it. The sight of the knife terrified me. I panicked, bucking up and down on the bed, raising my head and screaming desperately into my gag, my hands twisting futilely in their ropes, my legs flapping up and down on the floor. The man watched me flail around for a few moments then knelt behind me and pinned my calves down to the floor with his knees. His hand pushed down on my bound wrists to pin my torso to the bed. ‘Relax, slut,’ he said, ‘I’m gonna fix that little problem with your panties you asked me to fix.’ He let go of my bound wrists and with his knees still holding down my calves I felt his hand move down between my legs. In my bent over position, the crotch of my shorts had lodged itself tightly inside my crack. Clawing fingers tugged at the narrow strip of fabric and pulled it out. I felt the cold steel of his knife against my buttocks and as I held my breath and willed myself to lie still, I felt more tugging at my shorts and heard the sound of ripping fabric as the knife sliced through the crotch with a few quick strokes. Then his fingers were at the hem, pulling what was left of my shorts up inside out over my hips and tucking the hem under the waistband. ‘There you go, slut,’ he said, ‘your problem’s been solved. Your little panty hemline isn’t showing anymore. Your whole panty's showing. Feel better? It sure looks a lot better. Told you I’d fix you up.’ I began sobbing heavily. ‘Go ahead and cry, slut,’ he said and I felt his fingers on the crotchband of my panties pulling it to one side to expose me. He fingered my outer lips then ran his finger up my crack to my anus. Please God, not again,’ I prayed. I tensed up, waiting for the pain of anal penetration. But it never came. Instead he released my panties and his hand went to my elbow. ‘You already had your T&L,’ he said, ‘we never give a chick a second one. You’re ready for servicing. Let’s go. On your feet.’ He pulled me up and led me out of the room. On the way out I caught a final glimpse of myself in the mirror. I reddened when I saw what he had done. It was obscene. He had effectively stripped me down to my lacy white panties, leaving my shorts uselessly bunched up inside out around my waist as a mocking reminder of what I’d been wearing. As I was marched down the stairs, obscenely stripped to my underwear, my hands bound tightly and painfully behind my back, my tears streaming down my face and my mouth degradingly packed with a pair of my panties, the stinging humiliation of my appearance merged with dread at what was to come next. |
| Name: | Ray |
| Comments: | Andromeda, I must say it again; this is a terrific piece of
writing. I have checked this site daily for the continuing chapters and have not been disapointed when new ones arrive. I find it hard to believe you got C's and D's in your essays. I said it before and I'll say it again I admire you for being able to write a story like this after what had happened to you earlier in life. Keep the chapters coming as each one just gets better and better. PS: If you wish you can contact me from previous posted address. Thks again, Ray |
| Name: | bondager |
| Comments: | Andie..there is nothing weird about your desire to see men
tie men as many men like women to tie women....my e-mail is on this site so if you have anymore questions don't hesitate to use it |
| Name: | Andie |
| Comments: | Thanks bondager and Allie Boo! I feel ALOT better now i've
also had a few assurances from my partner... it turns out he likes to see women tied by women (i guess bondager has a point)... thanks very much i thik i can resume my fantasies in peace now... thankyou. |
| Name: | Cliff |
| e-mail: | Cliffcavein@yahoo,com |
| Comments: | Bondage in Stages...................
I am glad to finally find a site that has true bondage tales where you can weed out the ones that are so obviously fake. Many of the other sites, while great to read have some obviously fake experiences or very colorful exaggerations in them. This I can tell you is all true. It is my latest bondage experiences (and greatest to date) of a nice female friend I met and have gradually introduced to bondage over a year or so. I have chosen to change her name only, the description, times and ties will be as accurate as I remember. ................. I first met Rose when I moved in to the condo next to her. I was dating another girl at the time and had two roomates. We had put in a Hot tub and invited Rose and her friends over often to have cocktails in the tub at all hours of the night. My first intent was to have Rose and a friend of hers (well call her Kim, but she is not in this story much more) hook up with my roommates, I was happy in my relationship and had actually had some minor bondage play with this girlfriend. Rose was a good looking girl in any ones book. Not Spectacular, cant keep your mouth from drooling, but good looking and her friend Kim was gorgeous. Kim and Rose soon parted ways over a male whom Rose did not think was a good person (Drugs, Crime and the like) but Kim had fallen for them and soon Kim was no longer in the picture.......... As for my roommates, Rose did not hook up with either of them, not that they did not try, but all the card games and a lot of booze was for not. Rose would hang out all the time, but no action for the guys. It was obvious that Rose and I got along well, she adored my dog, and whenever I was just hanging out in the hot tub by my self, Rose would seem to wander by and join me in some light conversation and a few drinks...... After several months passed, I eventually broke up with my girlfriend and saw a few other girls over the next few weeks but nothing serious. ..... It was during this time that I began to really notice Rose. Rose is 26 years old. She has naturally dark red hair to her shoulders that she often highlights with a brighter red coloring. She is fair skinned and has high cheekbones, her lips and neck remind me of Shania Twain but she has no accent and her eyes are green. Rose would best be described as skinny, but not in an unhealthy way. She stands 5’8” or so and probably wears a 35 B cup or so (Just a guess) her breasts are quite nice and while you wouldn't call her busty, she has one of those chests that stand out with out a bra, but when she does wear a bra, it makes a bit of cleavage on a low cut shirt. Up until this point, I had obviously not seen her naked, but between the bikini’s and zippered bathing suits, I had a good Idea about her body and it was nothing to scoff at............. Rose an I spent a lot of time going to play pool and darts over pitchers of beer. Between that, late movies and hot tubs, we began to become close and eventually, frequent lovers. Rose was an experienced lover and liked to try different positions and techniques which wowed me (I had been around the block a few times my self). We would not be considered dating but she shared my bed and I hers a few times a week....... After a year, one roommate had moved out, my other roommate and I had begun to be comfortable in our jobs and earning a good living. We decided to lease a house so that we would have more elbow room. The house was only a few miles away and I would still see Rose on the weekends or so. .......... It was once we had moved in to this new house that I began to get more bold. With a house comes distance between bedrooms and I did not wish to share my occasional bondage lifestyle with my roommate, though he would, I am sure be understanding. .............. Rose also became more bold, perhaps the distance from her own roommates or distance from me brought it on but things began to heat up in the bedroom. Once Rose brought with her a battery operated dildo and asked me to use it on her. I did with great pleasure and she moaned so loud that she took a pillow and covered her face to drown out her cries. I was so turned on......... The next week or so she brought back the dildo and again asked me to use it on her. I smiled and began to strip her down, when she was in just her panties, I grabbed a sash from my window curtains and tied her hands together in front. Rose just smiled and made some comment about kinky behavior that she enjoyed and I pleasured her, again she placed the pillow over her face when she climaxed. When she was done, she asked if I had just happened to find the rope or had prepared it for her. I explained that it was just a sash from the curtains. I got the distinct impression that she would not have minded if I had prepared it....... Another few weeks passed and when the dildo was brought out, had some longer rope ready, I tied her hands in front of her again, but this time secured the end of the rope to the top of the bed. Rose tugged on the rope and smiled as I began to pleasure her with the dildo slowly. I remember that she said “yes....oh Yes” louder and louder. when she began to reach ecstasy she was rolling from side to side, trying to smother her increasing tempo of cries. I reached up with a free hand and placed my palm over her mouth. Rose Immediately let out louder moans that were now muffled by my hand and I could feel her teeth lightly biting my skin. Her climax was greater that any other than I had seen her have before. and when she was done I removed my hand.. “Wow.....Wow” was all Rose could say. I untied the end of the rope from the end of the bed but before I could untie her hands Rose reached forward and grabbed my crotch, pulling off my boxers. On her knees with her hands tied and the loose end I my hands she gave me the most amazing blowjob that I had in a long time......... Now Christmas time was approaching and she and I did not see each other for several weeks, thought we occasionally spoke over the phone. it was probably three or four weeks later when Rose and I got back together. This time she had not brought the dildo, but when we started fooling around we were standing, I was unbuttoning her shirt after I had dropped her jeans, and suddenly I spun her around facing the wall. When I reached around her front to fondle her breasts, she reached both hands behind her back to grab at my crotch. I spun her back around and she kept her hands behind her back. I knelt and kissed her breasts and began to lick her. She held her hands behind her back and arched her back moaning. I stood and continued to fondle her inching toward the closet where I managed to fumble for a tie. I turned Rose around and found that she held her hands together crossed at the wrists. The tie was wrapped twice around the wrists and then twice between them knotting it at the end. Rose was effectively bound from behind. This seemed to make her tempo even more enthusiastic, she moaned and arched and tried to give me a hand job as I walked her toward my bed kissing and fingering and fondling all the way. Rose lay on the bed on her back and I entered her, I was as hard as I had ever bed and she was wet as I had ever seen her. Rose was becoming louder and louder with each thrust ad I was finding it hard to keep key balance and hold my hand over her mouth......... I removed my hand and pulled out, Rose exclaimed for me not to stop, to keep going, and I explained that I just needed to make some adjustments and grabbed a light green pillow from the head of the bed I removed the pillow-case and quickly twisted it into a thick rope. Rose opened her mouth wide and I pulled it between her lips. She MMMMPPPHHHed in to it and tilted her head forward allowing me to make a quick and loose knot behind her head. I then re-entered her and Rose reached a new stage of her ecstasy. We both came with in seconds of each other and I could not take my eyes off this gorgeous girl who was having sex with me with her hands tied behind her and gagged (though a sloppy gag at that). when we were done Rose commented on how the “gag was quick thinking” and when I asked if she minded her hands tied behind her back, she said that she did not and that it was an ‘interesting’ feeling........ The next few times we had sex were similar in that I tied her hands behind her and always managed to find a gag to pull between her teeth. Though the gag progressed from a pillow case to a ripped towel, to a bandanna to a bandanna with a knot..............After a few weeks, when I was at roses house, She brought out the dildo again, said that it had been quite some time since I had used it on her and asked if I would. I said that I would, but only if she left the room for a few minutes and then returned....rose smiled, made a comment on wondering what my devilish mind was up to and then left closeting the door being her.......I frantically began to search the room . I first moved a strait backed chair has had with a writing desk into the middle of the room. In her closet I found a cloth bathrobe belt, two cloth belts and three scarves, one a dark silk and the others cotton and multi colored. I also found a land leant of clothing line in the corner of her closet in an unopened plastic bag. I strategically placed these items around the room and awaited for Rose to return........ When rose opened the door slowly I met her with a long and passionate kiss. Rose returned it and I began to strip her of her clothes. Rose wore no bra this evening and had jeans, a button up oxford with the top buttons undone and sandals. The jeans and sandals came off and I left three buttons (or so) still attached to her shirt. I turned rose around and she brought her hands back as soon as I touched them. smiling I could see her watch me bind her hands together with the bathrobe belt. She then exclaimed “uh...Oh”... when I brought up the silk scarf up to her eyes. She leaned forward, allowing me to tie it tightly around her eyes. I held her from behind and walked her toward the middle of the room. She asked where I was taking her and I had her go to her knees. She realized what I was getting at and took me in her mouth working her lips and tong back and forth... back and forth.... after a few minutes I stood her up. “done already?” she asked “hardly” I replied. “googol” Rose said. I backed her up and lifted her arms over the strait back of the chair. Rose sat down and I Bound each leg by the ankle to the chairs legs. Rose made another comment of mock surprise as I massaged her breasts with my hands then my lips. She began to moan and I turned on the dido so that she could hear the humming. Rose arched as I touched her with it over her panties. I told her to be patient, that she would get it soon. Rose made mock disappointment sighs. I straddled her and placed myself in her mouth again. Rose rhythmically bopped her head back and forth faster and herded. While this was under way I pulled one of the other scarves from my back pocket and folded it into a long strip. I dismounted and walked behind her. I clearly remember saying, “next a gag for you marvelous lips” Rose opened her mouth up wide and accepted the scarf between her teeth. She then leaned forward and I lifted her hair to tie it I back of her neck. “MMMMPPPHhH?” Rose inquired. “Not quite yet, almost. I replied” I opened the pack of cloth rope and wrapped it several times under her chest. This made her breasts stick out even more and I pulled the shirt off her shoulders exposing them entirely. I then wrapped rope around each thigh and upper calf. Rose moaned into her gag as I turned on the dildo and entered her with it under her panties. I pulled the panties up over the shaft holding it in place and Rose began to moan and struggle against her bonds. As the moans increased I pulled out the third scarf and made a long flat strip which I placed over her lips and tied off behind her head. I then sat on her bed and for the next ten minutes I watched her rhythmically move and squirm and moan as she reached climax........ When it was over and I had untied her I asked how she liked it, rose was out of breath and could only nod her head and mumble something about stars and coming more than once. We both collapsed into bed and the next morning I left........ A few weeks after that I met another young lady that I started dating.....I am not one for infidelity and did not play with Rose for almost 6 months after that (this May actually) and that is where I really let my inhibitions get loose. If you would like to hear of these adventures please let me know...thanks..... Cliff. |
| Name: | Allie Cat |
| e-mail: | allie_cat_18@yahoo.com.au |
| Homepage URL: | http://books.dreambook.com/thealliecat/main.html |
| Comments: | Hello Everyone! I love reading these stories! In fact I
love writing them too! I have just created my own dreambook... Not in any contention with other site! Especially not this one... I love this one!.. You give me a fantasy (which includes bondage) and I will write it for you (allow a week or so) they can be X-rated (which I send to oyu via e-mail) or just something you can laugh at.... there's no charge and you can in fact write your own experiences no age limit! I also have many stories to share and those will also appear.... I hope to see some posts the URL is above.... Thankyou and Keep Tying! Love that story Matt |
| Name: | Shelly |
| Comments: | i like this site good variety of story's here!
i enjoy being tied and ballgagged by my boyfriend sometimes he even spanks me. he likes to tie me up roughly like an attack thing he will wear a mask or nylon over his head and grab me and tie me and gag me and he usually ends up fucking me or jerking off on me. i really don't mind the bondage but the rough things scares me it's like he's raping me or whoever but acting it out on me. when i ask him about it he says it's just a game but last night he grabbed me as i came home from work and mmy friend was with me and he got her too. i walked in and he grabbed me and tied me up and gagged me before i could say anything about my friend then he heard her come in but instead of untying me he grabs some rope and goes and grabs her he carries her into the living room where i am hogtied and i can see she is scared to death he is loving this. i try and make some sounds to him and he says shut up bicth now i am getting pissed but can't do crap! he pulls up her skirt and removes her shoes he finishes hogtying her and he shoves a ball in her mouth and tapes it in place the he comes over to me and tears off my pantyhose and starts spanking me i am crying and she is too from watching this then he unties my legs and pulls down his pants and fucks me in front of my friend who thinks she is next to be fucked but isn't! i was humiliated he finishes up and leves us there but he left his knife on the floor next to me it took me about 20 minutes to get loose and untie her she was so freaked out. i had to explain it was my boyfriend acting out some sick fantasy he comes in carrying his mask and says he is sorry that he thought she was in on the game and we spent the next hour explaining thins to her she felt better and promised not to tell our co workers about this and we took her out for dinner and drinks. when we got home i let him have it about his game telling him he was lucky he didn't touch her or he would be in jail for rape right now i woukd have turned his ass in and by the time you read this he will be my EX boyfriend and good riddance for that if he was not so into this attack thing he would be ok! I enjoy good bondage even a little spank but no RAPE BULLSHIT!!!! |
| Name: | bondager |
| Comments: | Shelly...thanks for the compliment and good for you standing
up to him.....every woman wants a man to possess her but in a loving fashion.....if you want any more advice or encouragement just e-mail me at p-e-p@home.com |
| Name: | Allie Boo |
| e-mail: | arianwen@celticmail.com |
| Comments: | Hey I want a commision done too! Has anyone been to that
new dreambook yet? Anyways I'll post up amy story later this afternoon...
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| Name: | bondager |
| Comments: | to Cliff:
Bring on the stories we could use more of your imagination |
| Name: | Gag Lover |
| Comments: | Right on. Let's have some more stories. |
| Name: | Mike |
| e-mail: | gyrfaulcon@earthlink.net |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.egroups.com/group/caught-in-selfbondage |
| Comments: | Subscribe: caught-in-selfbondage-subscribe@egroups.com
List owner: caught-in-selfbondage-owner@egroups.com URL to this page: http://www.egroups.com/group/caught-in-selfbondage I will cross post your group in mine to reciprocate. If interested , you are invited to join : caught-in-selfbondage Founded July 17, 2000 Members: 672 Description This is a place for ALL of us who enjoy self bondage, (even if your not about being found, or are still in denial !!) & those who have been caught at it by accident as well as those who like and/or plan being caught. An exchange of ideas & views, pics and stories. A place to meet and/or discuss with like minded adults. All orientations & genders are welcome. THE ONE & ONLY RULE HERE IS : NO CHILD PORN whether in word; pictures or intent. ( we can discuss our own childhood experiences & experimentation, but NOT in a manner that would constitute child porn or child luring) That is NOT what this list is about Self bondage is far more creative & challenging than bondage w/ a partner. (& mybe a little more "dangerous" as well ) So lets talk and share, unless your still "stuck"!(& gagged !) MMMMMPPHHHHH MMMMM MMMMPPPHHHHHH |
| Name: | Amy |
| Comments: | Hello All - This is my first post on this site I hope you
like it! This was really embaressing to me though! Ok so heres my story: My Boyfriend, whom I will call Mark, came over to my hosue one night. (by the way, i am 14, with brown hair and brown eyes, and am 5'4) My mommmy left the house to go grocery shopping for the night, so naturally, what were me and Mark going to do!!! of course make out! So we got on the couch and mark said lets do something different this time. I said ok. He pulled my shirt up over my head and said lay down on the couch, I will be back in a little bit ok? So I waited for about 5 minutes, pretty turned on by this point! When he came back, he was only wearing his boxers, and he was carrying a bag. He told me he wanted to do this for a long time, and asked if I could be tied up. I said sure. So he took off my shirt, bra, pants, shoes, and socks, leaving me only in my cute white panties, and made me lay stomach up on the couch. I did as he told me. He sat on me up and pulled my arms towards him, and tied my wrists with a piece of rope. I struggled a little bit, but there was no way I was going to get lose! After that he made my kneel on the floor. He took another piece of rope and tied my ankles with it. After that, we started to kiss, and I bit his lip really hard (thats our little thing, hehe). He said thats it, not you will be punished. I am going to have to gag you! I was now starting to get excited by this, because I have heard of other people playing games like this. So he opened up my mouth and stuffed my dirty socks in. Then he took a big piece of duct tape out of his bag and put it over my lips. Then he put another one on over it. I mppheed and grunted through my gag for him. I could tell he really enjoyed it! Then he came behind me, and told me it was time to be punished. I mpphedd a little through my gag. He started to squeeze my butt. Then he moved my panties up my butt, so it looked like I was wearing a thong. Then he took his hand, and started to spank me! I moaned through my gag for him. He wasn't hitting me incredibly hard, but they realy stung. By the end of my spanking, my butt had gotten really red and really sore. After that he carried me up onto the couch, and pulled my panties down to my thighs. He then fingered me, well I pulled down his boxers and gave him a handjob. By the end of this I was really tired. He asked me if I needed a rest, so I mpphhed yes and nodded my head. He said ok. He untied my ankles, then brought me over to the chair, and tied my arms behind me. Then he spread my legs and tied my ankles to the front legs of the chair. He pulled of his boxers, so we were both naked, sat on top of me, and started playing with my breasts and my nipples. I moaned and grunted through my gag some more. After a little while, the door opened, and my mommy entered the room! Mark pulled his boxers up, and my mom took his arm and threw him outside in the snow! She yelled at him and told him he could never see me again. Then she came back in the house and ungagged me, and asked if I had agreed to play. I said yes, and said I was sorry. She then untied me from the chair, and made me lay down on the bed. She pulled my hands behind my back so I coudln't get away, pulled my panties off my legs, and started spanking me so hard I began to cry. After that, she retied my ankles, and my wrists behind my back. Then she tied a rope around my neck, and connected it to the headboard. I kept yelling at her to stop, so she gagged me with my panties, and wrapped duct tape completely around my head, going all through my hair. Then she said "you will never see that boy again, ever!". Then she turned the lights off and left me until morning. I was allowed to put my panties and bra on. Then she had me sit in the kitchen chair. She tied my ankles and legs to the chair, then gagged me. In front of me was a pen, and a lot of paper. She made me write 5000 times, I will not play bondage games ever again. And she said if I didn't get it done by the end of tomorrow, I would be spanked again. So I did what I was told. The next week, I saw Mark in school, and his parents just laughed at him, and said serves you right! They took it as a joke! And I was so mad! And I don't care what you people think about this story, it is totally totally true!!! Please post guys, I am new to bondage! |
| Name: | bondager |
| Comments: | Amy-Good story and well written and the way your mother
gagged you is one of the three gags you cannot get out of. I know from experience and you were effectively tied and gagged |
| Name: | Amy |
| Comments: | Yes, I know! I was really mad to! But it was kind of fun,
I am so into bondage now! Shes never done anything like that to me before, I almost wish she would do it again! Please post guys! Don't be lil chickens! |
| Name: | Amy |
| Comments: | Oh, and Bondager, why don't you share your experience?
PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE |
| Name: | Amy |
| Comments: | Bondage, can you please post some of your experiences!!! |
| Name: | ligateurre |
| e-mail: | ligateurre@aol.com |
| Comments: | Hi there! Great page. I carshed my computer and I lost
all my favorite sites. Does anybody have the address for the Damsels in Pantyhose Bondage site? I would really appreciate it thanks. Ligateurre |
| Name: | Amy |
| Comments: | http://books.dreambook.com/mattj/pantyhose.html and
can you please post something, whoever you are! mwa! you are the absolute best if you do! |
| Name: | Amy |
| Comments: | Just to let all you guys who read this know, i am REALLY MAD
WITH YOU GUYS! look you just gotta post something for me! PLEASE! I am new to all of this bondage stuff, and I love reading these stores, and if you don't post any new ones, I'll never get a chance to! But anyways, this happened this friday night - I am really embaressed to admit this, but I think that my mommy used tieing me up as my punishment now. And although I liked it, and it kind of turns me on, I don't want my own mommy doing it to me! My daddy went on a business trip last night, and my mommy went to a friends house. She said she was going to be gone all night, so I decided to throw a party! It seemed like an awesome idea at idea at the time! So I invited about 15 people over. At about 1:00, she came home, and got really mad! She kicked everyone out of the house, and told me to wait in the living room. She came back in with a duffel bag, and said I am going to have to start disciplining you more, I can't believe you did this tonight! She told me to take of all of my clothes. After I did that she said give me your panties, and I did that. She made me kneel down and put my arms behind back. She took some rope and tied my wrists and my elbows. Then she tied above and below my breasts, and then around my waist and my already tied wrists. Then she tied my thighs, above and below my knees, and then my ankles. She took a roll of string tied my big toes together after that. Then she pushed me on the ground. I couldn't move an inch. She took my dirty panties and put them in my mouth. She took a really thick cloth and tied it between my lips and around my head. Then she took out the roll of duct tape, and wrapped it around my mouth at least 10 times, going all through my hair again. Then she did the same with my eyes. I tried to scream through the gag, but almost nothing came out. Then suddenly, something really hard hit my butt, and it wasn't her hand, i didn't get to see it, but i know it was a paddle. After about 50 spankings, she stopped. Tears were streaming from my eyes, I was in so much pain! Then she roughly stood me up, and took pictures of me! I heard the snapping of the camera, and start mpphing and trying to get her to stop. Then she laid me back down and spanked me some more. I was too tired and hurt to even moan anymore. After that she carried to the basement. She put me in a hogtie, and then wrapped more ropes around my body. She connected a rope to the rope around my waist, and pulled it through my butt and through my vagina, and tied it around my neck. She pulled it so tight! She brought my cats literbox up to my face and put my head in it! Then she wrapped ducttape around my head and underneatht he box, so I couldn't get out of it! Then she told me I was going to spend the night like this, and not be untied until 3:00 Saturday. I coudlnt' sleep at all I was in so much pain. And I had to go to the bathroom so bad! I moaned all night trying to get her to come get me, but she wouldnt. Finally, i couldn't take the pressure anymore, and I peed all over the floor! It was so sick, and it smelled so bad. She came down at 3:00, and said awww my big girl had to go to the bathroom. Maybe I should buy you some diapers, take pictures, and show them to your friends? Would you like that? Then she untied me, and took amm the tape off slowly. She carried me up to my room, and told me not to come out. Anyways, this was all last week, and shes been nice to me the rest of the week - Please post guys!!! |
| Name: | Bondager |
| Comments: | Amy,
Did you get back at your mother? She went too far, in my opinion. I admire the guts that you showed by not breaking completely. Did you ever tell your dad or would he not believe you |
| Name: | Amy |
| Comments: | No, my daddy wouldn't beleive me - i don't know if i would
even want to tell him though! Because I like what she does, not the literbox part, but everything else is great! I jsut don't want my own mommy to do it, ya know? I would LOVE to get her back, but I don't know if I should? Have you ever done anything like that? AND YOU STILL HAVEN'T POSTED ANYTHING BONDAGE I'M MAD AT YOU! hehehe luv ya guys :) |
| Name: | Tish |
| e-mail: | tishytoshy@hotmail.com |
| Comments: | Here is a story of mine. It is fictional, but Bondager said
that it was ok to post it here. Comments are welcome, since I'm new at the fiction and have only posted things that have actually happened to me on other sites. It started like any other night. Discrete phone call, short list of things to bring, and a meeting time. It took only a couple hours to get home, changed into the desired outfit, and drive to the hotel room. The hotel room was nothing fancy, just a single king sized bed, a table with three straight-backed wooden chairs, a short dresser with a TV setting on top, and a simple bathroom. The colors were nice and bland, shades of blues and browns every where. I was early, which was fine by me. My jacket was hanging on the rod by the bathroom, and I was sitting in one of the wooden chairs. My feet, wrapped in leather up to my knees in glossy black, high heeled granny style boots, were resting comfortably on the bedside. My eyes trailed from the boots up my legs, encased in jet black opaque thigh high tights, which disappeared under my black polypro dress. It had a skirt that hugged my legs down to my knees, or rode up to mid thigh when I was seated. It was a one piece dress with a zipper in front that started at the skirt edge and went all the way up to my neckline. Right now it was unzipped down to show enough cleavage and let any viewer know that I had no tan lines between my breasts, let alone no bra. The dress was made to resemble a tank-top around the shoulders, leaving them bare down to the black spandex gloves that stretched from my fingertips to my biceps. I had a black scrunchy holding my black hair in place behind my head, allowing the tail to fall freely to the middle of my back. The hair, along with the medium tan, set off my bright green eyes and ruby red lips. The jewelry was minimal, studded gold earrings and nothing else. A key rattled outside the door, and then found it's way into the lock. The door opened to reveal my lover. He was slightly taller than I was in my 4 inch heels. His build was of medium size, and his features were plain, brown hair and brown eyes. I like to think of his looks as above average, but nothing to faint over. But then, I wasn't here for his looks, it was his mind that kept me coming back. He was dressed in a suit, with a long coat over that and carrying a nice sized suitcase. He set the case down on it's flat side, next to the TV and walked over to the rod to hang up his coat. I dropped my feet to the floor and stood up, pulling down my skirt, and then walked over to meet him. We embraced and kissed long and passionate. When we broke, I immediately placed my finger over his lips and whispered, "No formalities. Let's just start." He nodded his approval and walked back to the suitcase, guiding me by my arm. He ushered me by the suitcase and told me to stand still. I did as I was told, listening to him open up the suitcase. He gently guided my left hand behind my back and placed a leather cuff over the wrist, cinching it tight. My right hand was guided behind my back and cuffed to my left, leaving maybe an inch between the wrists. I couldn't help it, and began to squirm in my cuffs just a little. Stepping close behind me, I could feel his slacks with my fingertips and began to feel around the front of his pants as my lover placed a blindfold over my eyes, and cinched the leather tight. I was now without sight and had to rely on my hearing and touch to find him. I found his manhood and knew instantly that he was aroused. He leaned back to retrieve something from the suitcase, and then leaned back into me and started kissing me around my neck and cheeks while I stroked him through his pants. I could feel his breath on my left ear as he whispered to me, "Open up." I did at once and felt the large rubber ball force it's way between my teeth. I mphhed a little as he adjusted the ball and then tightened the strap underneath my scrunchy. This got me struggling a little more. Again in the same ear he whispered, "Stand still." I stopped most of my struggling, but still fidgeted with my wrist cuffs. The ball kept my mouth pried wide open, forcing my lips to stretch across the front, sealing my mouth shut. After collecting some things from the case, my lover guided me back to where I was seated and turned me around, helping me to sit back down into my chair. My arms were pulled behind the backrest, and a rope was tied to the connector piece holding the cuffs together. The rope was pulled down to a bar or something in back, and he continued pulling down until I was forced to lean back over the top of the backrest. When I was to the point of lifting my butt off the cushion, he stopped pulling and tied off the rope. The rest of the rope was brought up from the bar and looped around my waist a few times and then tied off, trapping my bottom to the seat cushion. I felt rope encircling my arms just above my elbows, drawing them closer to each other. Once they were to the point of almost touching, the rope was knotted off and the rest was wrapped around the backrest of the chair, pinning my arms to the chair. I moaned as each rope was wrapped around me and tightened, occasionally getting a moan of approval from him in return. My lover moved to the front of the chair, placing his hands on my exposed knees and lower thighs. He stood there for a little while, messaging my legs between the skirt and the tops of my boots. He started to message the insides of my thighs just above my knees, forcing them further apart. I felt the skirt of my dress stretch tight across my thighs as he spread my legs to the edges of the seat, and up against the armrests. I felt his hands lift off my legs and then rope being wrapped around my right leg, just above the knee. He looped it around my leg and the forward post of the armrest, pinning my leg to the armrest . He moved to the other side and repeated the process. I moaned into my gag and couldn't help but to struggle against the backrest of the chair. I could feel my nipples pushing against the polypro material the held them back under. From his position between my legs I felt him run his hand from my waistline up to my cleavage, and then around both my breasts. I moaned my approval as his hand glided over my breasts. He then took my right leg and positioned my foot next to the forward chair leg, on the outside of the leg. He tied it to the leg, making it impossible for me to bring my foot around the chair leg. My left leg was secured the same way, now making me helpless to his whims. With one hand he began to repeat the process of rubbing my breasts through the polypro material, and with the other hand he played over my thighs and hips, planting little kisses on my thighs and knees. I moaned into my gag and again squirmed in my bonds as he kissed my hosed legs. He kept this up while rubbing my breasts through the material of my dress. I was feeling like the temperature was starting to rise in the room. My lover stood and walked away from me, allowing me to cool down just a bit. I heard the familiar sound of a match being struck and eventually the smell of burn sulfur made it's way to me. I could hear him walk up to me and then stand over me as he began to knead my breasts again. I was moaning happily and completely lost track of what he had just done until the first drop of hot wax fell on my skin. It landed in between my breasts and a hot flash of pain jolted through my body. I jerked an yelped into my gag, struggling to get loose. It wasn't happening, the tie was secure. More drops started to fall into my cleavage before the first one started to cool. It was maddening. The pain was increasing, but the fire that felt like it was burning on my exposed flesh was also rekindling in other areas. I was starting to get hotter than the wax that was falling onto my chest. Do I keep going? Let me know!!! |
| Name: | Tish |
| e-mail: | tishytoshy@hotmail.com |
| Comments: | It started like any other night. Discrete phone call,
short list of things to bring, and a meeting time. It took only a couple hours to get home, changed into the desired outfit, and drive to the hotel room. The hotel room was nothing fancy, just a single king sized bed, a table with three straight-backed wooden chairs, a short dresser with a TV setting on top, and a simple bathroom. The colors were nice and bland, shades of blues and browns every where. I was early, which was fine by me. My jacket was hanging on the rod by the bathroom, and I was sitting in one of the wooden chairs. My feet, wrapped in leather up to my knees in glossy black, high heeled granny style boots, were resting comfortably on the bedside. My eyes trailed from the boots up my legs, encased in jet black opaque thigh high tights, which disappeared under my black polypro dress. It had a skirt that hugged my legs down to my knees, or rode up to mid thigh when I was seated. It was a one piece dress with a zipper in front that started at the skirt edge and went all the way up to my neckline. Right now it was unzipped down to show enough cleavage and let any viewer know that I had no tan lines between my breasts, let alone no bra. The dress was made to resemble a tank-top around the shoulders, leaving them bare down to the black spandex gloves that stretched from my fingertips to my biceps. I had a black scrunchy holding my black hair in place behind my head, allowing the tail to fall freely to the middle of my back. The hair, along with the medium tan, set off my bright green eyes and ruby red lips. The jewelry was minimal, studded gold earrings and nothing else. A key rattled outside the door, and then found it's way into the lock. The door opened to reveal my lover. He was slightly taller than I was in my 4 inch heels. His build was of medium size, and his features were plain, brown hair and brown eyes. I like to think of his looks as above average, but nothing to faint over. But then, I wasn't here for his looks, it was his mind that kept me coming back. He was dressed in a suit, with a long coat over that and carrying a nice sized suitcase. He set the case down on it's flat side, next to the TV and walked over to the rod to hang up his coat. I dropped my feet to the floor and stood up, pulling down my skirt, and then walked over to meet him. We embraced and kissed long and passionate. When we broke, I immediately placed my finger over his lips and whispered, "No formalities. Let's just start." He nodded his approval and walked back to the suitcase, guiding me by my arm. He ushered me by the suitcase and told me to stand still. I did as I was told, listening to him open up the suitcase. He gently guided my left hand behind my back and placed a leather cuff over the wrist, cinching it tight. My right hand was guided behind my back and cuffed to my left, leaving maybe an inch between the wrists. I couldn't help it, and began to squirm in my cuffs just a little. Stepping close behind me, I could feel his slacks with my fingertips and began to feel around the front of his pants as my lover placed a blindfold over my eyes, and cinched the leather tight. I was now without sight and had to rely on my hearing and touch to find him. I found his manhood and knew instantly that he was aroused. He leaned back to retrieve something from the suitcase, and then leaned back into me and started kissing me around my neck and cheeks while I stroked him through his pants. I could feel his breath on my left ear as he whispered to me, "Open up." I did at once and felt the large rubber ball force it's way between my teeth. I mphhed a little as he adjusted the ball and then tightened the strap underneath my scrunchy. This got me struggling a little more. Again in the same ear he whispered, "Stand still." I stopped most of my struggling, but still fidgeted with my wrist cuffs. The ball kept my mouth pried wide open, forcing my lips to stretch across the front, sealing my mouth shut. After collecting some things from the case, my lover guided me back to where I was seated and turned me around, helping me to sit back down into my chair. My arms were pulled behind the backrest, and a rope was tied to the connector piece holding the cuffs together. The rope was pulled down to a bar or something in back, and he continued pulling down until I was forced to lean back over the top of the backrest. When I was to the point of lifting my butt off the cushion, he stopped pulling and tied off the rope. The rest of the rope was brought up from the bar and looped around my waist a few times and then tied off, trapping my bottom to the seat cushion. I felt rope encircling my arms just above my elbows, drawing them closer to each other. Once they were to the point of almost touching, the rope was knotted off and the rest was wrapped around the backrest of the chair, pinning my arms to the chair. I moaned as each rope was wrapped around me and tightened, occasionally getting a moan of approval from him in return. My lover moved to the front of the chair, placing his hands on my exposed knees and lower thighs. He stood there for a little while, messaging my legs between the skirt and the tops of my boots. He started to message the insides of my thighs just above my knees, forcing them further apart. I felt the skirt of my dress stretch tight across my thighs as he spread my legs to the edges of the seat, and up against the armrests. I felt his hands lift off my legs and then rope being wrapped around my right leg, just above the knee. He looped it around my leg and the forward post of the armrest, pinning my leg to the armrest . He moved to the other side and repeated the process. I moaned into my gag and couldn't help but to struggle against the backrest of the chair. I could feel my nipples pushing against the polypro material the held them back under. From his position between my legs I felt him run his hand from my waistline up to my cleavage, and then around both my breasts. I moaned my approval as his hand glided over my breasts. He then took my right leg and positioned my foot next to the forward chair leg, on the outside of the leg. He tied it to the leg, making it impossible for me to bring my foot around the chair leg. My left leg was secured the same way, now making me helpless to his whims. With one hand he began to repeat the process of rubbing my breasts through the polypro material, and with the other hand he played over my thighs and hips, planting little kisses on my thighs and knees. I moaned into my gag and again squirmed in my bonds as he kissed my hosed legs. He kept this up while rubbing my breasts through the material of my dress. I was feeling like the temperature was starting to rise in the room. My lover stood and walked away from me, allowing me to cool down just a bit. I heard the familiar sound of a match being struck and eventually the smell of burn sulfur made it's way to me. I could hear him walk up to me and then stand over me as he began to knead my breasts again. I was moaning happily and completely lost track of what he had just done until the first drop of hot wax fell on my skin. It landed in between my breasts and a hot flash of pain jolted through my body. I jerked an yelped into my gag, struggling to get loose. It wasn't happening, the tie was secure. More drops started to fall into my cleavage before the first one started to cool. It was maddening. The pain was increasing, but the fire that felt like it was burning on my exposed flesh was also rekindling in other areas. I was starting to get hotter than the wax that was falling onto my chest. |
| Name: | bondager |
| Comments: | Damn good story Trish.........you'd want to make me keep you
for myself and with that outfit WHY NOT? We need more from you and you are a good writer |
| Name: | Dom/Sub |
| e-mail: | none@msn.com |
| Comments: | I like a lot of the stories here so I decided to contribute
an experience of my own. I really love bondage and also enjoy pantyhose and feet. I guess I got my start into these fetish as a child, I had was able to be able to play tie up games with my mom and aunt. I really seemed to enjoy it a lot it was during these games that my focus seemed to revolve around there feet especially if they happend to be wearing hose. I used to love to remove their shoes, slippers to expose their bound hose covered feet. I was even brave enough to sneak a few sniffs but not so close they caught on lucky for me they both had a pretty strong foot odor. When I hit my teens these games were caught off with good reason the whole puberty thing going on and I think my mom and aunt would have felt somewhat odd having me tying them up and remoing their shoes. It was at this point I felt the need to continue my games and really enjoyed looking at any pantyhose feet legs I could see. I played some tie ups with my friends but never showed my foot fetish it was hard because some of the girls we played with sometimes had on hose and I wanted so bad to remove their shoes but was afraid of being exposed. I took a different approach I was bored one day and decided to snoop through my moms room and I found her pantyhose drawer she had alot of hose all kinds of colors and styles I liked the ones she had with seems and the reinforced toe ones for some reason they just looked sexy. I would look at her hose every chance I could it was also during this phase of snooping I happend to look in her closet and saw her dirty clothes basket. In there I found my saving grace moms soiled hose, I found it funny that she had panties wrapped up in some and others were balled up. It seemed she just pulled them off however. I went further and would sneak out a pair to enjoy, I would smell them well doing my own thing. I would try to see what kind my mom wore so the next day I could have some fresh ones to use. I did this for a bit then I wanted more so I got my hands on a pair of moms hose she was going to wash them when she saw they had a run she was going to throw them away but i managed to save them for myself and she just thougt she tossed them. Soon I would wear these hose well doing my thing with her soiled hose I managed to swipe a pair of my anuts dirty hose too. I then began to explore self bondage well wearing hose it felt good. I began to like the feeling of being able to be dominate and yet when I put on hose I could feel submissive. I hid this secret game for a long time. During this time I had a best friend we grow up together we had a shared interests he liked bondage not as serious as me. We played sports together and chased girls together all the guy stuff it felt funny I would be this rough tough guy but once behind closed doors I could relax and let go well doing myself bondage. Once we finished high school my friend and I went to the same college and decided to get an apartment together rather then live in the dorms. I had to be really careful of guarding my secert so he would not find out. I was really into bondage by this time I had a collection of videos mags and my room and computer were all about bondage. I had girlfriends whom I loved to dominate making them my slaves. My buddy was just into sex with any and all girls he could get. He teased me about my bondage fetish. I had this fantasy of being dressed up as a woman and being tied gagged and punished as a woman. I enjoyed this fantasy for several months felt the need to act it out but had no idea how or with who. My logical choice was my best friend he knew me and I trusted him we told each other a lot of very personal stuff at this point in life. I always wanted to tell him about my secret game but was afraid he would freak out, I was really close at one point when one night over drinking he told me he thought he had gotten oral sex from a crossdresser at a rave party one night but he said he enjoyed having oral sex done to him so much he did not care if it was a guy or girl. I really wanted to tell him but didn't. This fantasy was bugging me I really wanted to feel this and play it out but was also afraid if I did would it be as good as the fantasy in my mind. Well I decided to act it was close to halloween and this would be perfect for me to dress up as a woman and nobody would think anything of it. The next part was how to get to the bondage part and who. I decided to push my friend a little at the right moment. I knew what turned him on and I figured at the right time I might get him to help me but I also risked a big chance of destroying a life long friendship and getting my ass kicked as well. I went out a bought all the makeup and clothes I would wear, I got some fake breasts from a store that caters to crossdressers and they gave me some tips on how to do a transformation, I think they knew I was not really halloween shopping as I tried to make them think. I went to a local thrift store and bought some hooker looking clothes and shoes and a black wig. I decided to go as Betty Page although most people don't really know who she is but it was worth a shot. I went home and cleaned the clothes and shoes I washed the wig and trimmed it to resemble Bettys hair cut. I was excited at all this my friend knew who I decided to go as he jokingly said I was his date for this party we got invited to at this club they had a contest for costumes it was 1,000 dollar prize he talked me into siging up. I did figuring I may win. Well Halloween day I spent the day shaving and preping my body. I did my make up and dressed I had a short black leather skirt and a lepoard print top I found some really awesome pantyhose they were cuban heel they had seems from the waist band all the way down to the heel which gave way to a reinforced heel that went down to the toes they had a reinforced pattern on the bottom like full fashioned stockings they were black and not the best quality so I had to be careful pulling them up. I found some fullcut leopard print panties which I put over the hose a little Irving Klaw magic. I Looked in the mirror after dressing and was shocked I looked pretty darn convincing. My friend and I left he told me I was a sure thing to win as I looked damm good he said if he saw me and didn't know better that he would think I was a real girl. I was touched and aroused as one part of my fantasy came true he told me jokingly I had nice tits. We laughed and once in the club we partied down I had a couple guys hitting on me I told them I was a guy they didn't believe me until they saw using the mens room and one guy said he didn't care he would still sex me! I was flattered but also freaked out. I won second place I got beat by some guy who was alien he was special FX guy for Hollywood go figure. We left about 12:30 we both were pretty trashed. A friend of ours drove us home my buddy was touching me all over as if he did not know who I was we laughed as he asked back to his place for a night cap. He squeezed my thigh and winked at me with a serious look my heart raced I wondered if he was just playing or what. Our friend dropped us off we all went up stairs and had a drink and a smoke then my buddy tells our friend that it was late and he was tired. Our friend left once he left my buddy who was high as kite by this time locks the door and looks and says well now we are alone he sits next to me and says you really look so good dressed up that i am ashamed to admit I am finding myself attracted to you like this! He said he did not understand why as he knew we were friends and that he didn't want to ruin our friendship. But he really wanted me to give him oral sex. I sat speechless I told him he was drunk and didn't know what he was saying he told he did know and dropped his pants to show me he was turned on. I was frozen I told him we needed to talk he pulled up his pants and began to ask me to forget about he was sorry he was just kidding. I told him I knew he was serious in his request. He looked at me it was then I told him that I had this fantasy I wanted to act out but was scared to ask him thinking he would trash me. He laughed and said this was to Fu--ing weird. We talked about a couple more thingsafter that he had sobered up some what as did I by now it was probably 3 or 4 am. He told me he would help me act out my fantasy. He told me that if I really serious about being punished as a woman. I said I was he told me he was going to take me to the edge but not hurt me. I was excited at the way he became so forceful. |
| Name: | Dom/Sub |
| e-mail: | none@nowhere.com |
| Comments: | He asked me to tell him where I kept my bondage gear.
I told him it was in my closet in my gym bag he went to get telling me to freshen up. I touched up my make up and used the restroom. Upon returning he had some ropes laid out he had a bondage tape playing in the vcr. He said come here slut it was play time I walked over to him he told me to sit in the chair he had in the center of the room facing the TV. I sat down he told me to put my hands behind the chair, I did he tied my wrists tight then tied my elbows and tied a breast rope around me securing me to the back of the chair. He then tied my thighs rubbing them at first they slapping them after he finished tying them I could see he was very aroused he removed my pumps tickling the soles of my stocking feet also telling me that my feet stank and he loved to punished stinky footed whores like me. My head was realing so far this was great I too was aroused he then took off his clothes and then he took my penis gag and said this will warm up your virgin mouth he put in my mouth and buckled it so tight I thought my cheeks were going to brust. He then I was going to be his sex slave it was at this point I beagn to struggle and mmpph he was loving it as his manhood showed. He told me he was going to get a toy of his just for me. I kept up srtuggling and mmmpphing even after he left i was so turned on. He returned carrying a riding crop my heart stopped he began to use it on my thighs and soon he opend my shirt removed the fake boobs and put clothes pins on my nipples, He would open them and close them on my nipples then her would slap my thighs. I was reeling so that I came on myself. He figured this out and checked my panties and front of my hose were soaked he got mad telling me I had no permission now i was going to be punished! He untied me and took me over to the kitchen table I told to strip to my hose and bend over I was then tied bending over the table he removed the penis plug and replaced it with a ballgag. Then he whipped me i was reeling as he used that riding crop like a pro I had spit flying out of my mouth and tears in my eyes as he worked me over he finished and left me only to return he pulled my hose down and I felt something being inserted into my backside it was cold and wet then i felt it start to expand until i was thrashing around and trying to scream it felt like i was being ripped open then it went down a little. My hose were pulled back up and I was whipped again. He untied me and had me crawl on my hands and knees back into the living more where he hogtied me and tighted the ballgag so tight my jaws ached in minutes. He had hogtied me so tight I felt numbness I tried to move but he used so much rope that I was frozen he took some pictures of me and when i saw the hog tie my hands actually looked blue. He then smelled my feet the only thing i asked him to do for me as I wanted to see what it felt like but soon he was whipping the soles of my feet with the crop. Again I was crying and spiting wondering if I really wanted this fantasy. But it was to late. I was then untied and retied into a kneeling hogtie I was ring gaged it was at that point he put a condom over his manhood and asked me if i was redy for him? I didn't think he would take my back side as i was still plugged and tied up. He removed the ringgag and told me to suck him he helped postion me I gagged and choked but soon got the hang of it he took several pictures of me. He came and removed the condom regagged me and went to go clean himself. I struggled and made gag talk I was feeling comfortable in my new role. He came back and removed the plug from my back side. he then told me he was going to take me there soon! I made whippering sounds he laughed and untied me he then put a rope around my neck and lead me to his bed room. I saw the pillows in the center of the bed I knew he was serious. I tried begging him through my gag he said I got shut you up slut! He ordred me onto his bed and he postioned me on the pillows. He removed the rope from my neck. He told me to strecth my arms out toward each bed post once i did he tied them tight no slack i was pulled tight. he then ripped a hole in my pantyhose he told me he liked the way my legs looked in those hose he then spread my legs out and tied my ankles stretched oout tight no slack her then put a condom over my manhood to catch any spills. I felt all my weight on the center of my body he told he takes his girlfriend this way but there is one more suprise he removed the ring gag and picked up his soiled underware he told to open my mouth he stuffed them in I could tate him and smell the musk male scent he said his girlfriend loves to be gagged with his dirty underware. He then took a roll of medical tape and wrapped it around my head making sure the underware were deep in my mouth. I was muffled good. He told me to relax as he lubed me and soon he was taking me it hurt i struggled he laughed and said his girlfriend did the same thing the first time. He finished and left me tied and gagged he then removed the gag and this time I was given his bare manhood to suck clean. Once i had finished this task. I was untied and forced to jerk off for him several times. he then said the game was over. I went and took a long hot shower my body ached all over i had ropes marks and marks on my face for gag straps. I thought of all whole thing over again and made some drain cleaner. The next day he gave me the photos i looked so helpless espcially the ones he took of me tied to his bed with my back side before and after the looks on my face were awesome a true helpless damsel. We talked about it he asked me if i wanted to continue this on a regular basis. I needed at this point to dominate my girlfriend as i was dominated. And we decided we would play it by ear as we did not want to feel or mess up our friendship. Great site |
| Name: | Ginas Master |
| e-mail: | Sorry Private@none.com |
| Comments: | Hey cool site here Dom/Sub I can relate to some of the
things you expressed in your story. I had some experiences with tying up female family members and eventually caught the pantyhose bug and when my games were caught off, I too went to some self bondage and wearing hose. I had a close group of friends who we played tie ups together until we graduated from high school. I began dating one of the girls in our group she lived two house down from mine. Her name was Gina she and I played everyday no matter what she loved being submissive I guess. The reason I say this is one day well wearing some pantyhose and having tied myself up doing my thing Gina had come over to study, I had forgotten about it and what time. When She saw me she didn't look suprised but more hurt, she came over to me removed my gag and began to untie me, she then said that it was not right for me to be tying myself up as that was what she was for! She said I see you like pantyhose I too could have made a point to wear them for you all you had to do was ask me. She said if you love pantyhose that much you can wear them well you tie me up that I don't care about but I never want to see you tied up again as your my man and I want you strong in other words not wanting to be tied up! I felt dumb she had told me that from now since she was now my girlfriend she would wear pantyhose and if it was too hot then she would have some with her to change into. I started to dress she told me to leave on the hose I was wearing as she wanted to ask me about my feelings and she thought it was kinky plus as she said they made my legs even sexier. I did as she asked and it was then I told her the truth about my tying ang hose thing. She listened and told me that she would have never guessed about how hooked I was on this fetish. She said after we finished I was to tie her up. We worked on our projects and talked more about this new aspect of our relationship. We had a quik game of tie ups before she left I felt kind of funny wearing only pantyhose while tying her up. She was liking being able to see my arousal. The next day as I drove her to school she showed me she was wearing hose and there was a suprise to these hose. I was going nuts all day as she teased me about them. Once we got to my house and I had hogtied her she asked me to remove her shoes and gag her last as she wanted to tell me the suprise. I removed her shoes and was bowled over by the smell it was so strong and a huge lump formed in my pants she giggled when she saw my face she said why don't you show how you smell feet or are they too stinky for you as she giggled. I was very aroused and smelled her feet she then said you like the smell? Oh yes it's great she said really well I am wearing my older sisters dirty hose how about it you like smelling her feet mixed with mine? Yes and at this point I had enough questions and gagged her mid sentence and ejoyed her feet. I had decided to push this relationship to the limits as I felt she was prodding me as if she wanted to be punished. I had been kind of interested in the punishment thing, nothing heavy no crazy stuff maybe some light spankings and foot punishment. We had a good session so I decided to really dominate her I told her that she would be the only one wearing pantyhose from now on she liked that but I asked her if she was up to trying some punishment she smiled and I told her what I had in mind she said ok she even suggested a couple things for me to do to her. I said we begin now she agreed and began to call me master it sounded funny to us as we were new to the whole game. I told her she was to wear her own hose and to bring some of her sisters with her she said her mom wears hose too so I said bring one dirty pair from mom and sister. Her mom and sister were hot and I was curious about how her moms feet smelt. After she left I tore through my house and found some plastic clothes pins and and a old leather belt from a coat and a fly swater these would be the first punishment tools. I happend to be cruising past the laundry room and saw my mom had some soiled hose in her basket so I grabbed the nastiest pair and went to my room where I planned my game for Gina. The next day was a Friday and my mom and Ginas mom always went out together they were good friends because my dad and Ginas dad both left them for younger women or in my dads case a stripper. So they were the divorced moms with teenagers club. Gina told me she had the hose and she was excited about tonight and that she wanted to please her master so much. I told her I was ready to punish her! Our moms took off and Gina came over and this was going to be great. We had said once inside she was to only call me master, I had her strip to her hose, and persent me with her mom and sisters dirty hose which I smelled I told her I was disapointed in her moms hose. She would be punished she was ready I took out my ropes and tied her to my computer chair with her legs spread I then decided to use the clothes pins on her nipples she was gasping as i let them clamp her nipples. I then taped her mouth shut and took the leather strap and began to swat her thighs switching to the fly swater the whole time verbally telling her she had better bring smellier hose from now on then it hit me. I decided to teach her how to find smelly hose. I picked up her moms hose and told Gina she was going to learn how to pick out good smelling hose she shook her head no as i approached her she mmmhhppped and whined but she was tied to good. I told her she was only going to be punished worse. She stopped moving i took the foot part of Ginas mom hose and held it over Ginas nose and ordered her to smell she tried not to but soon she was weakly inhaling I contiuned to verbally command her to smell I had her sniffing the crotch panel and the final act of humliation, I then took her sisters hose which were very smelly I told her liked these she did good then made her smell them she was protesting as i made her smell them longer and made her agree she liked the smell finishing off by makiing her sniff her sisters crotch panel it was musky like sex. Then for a final treat I took my mom ripe hose my mom had smelly feet I knew this from my own experience so she looked at these hose as I placed them over her nose I asked if she liked smelling my moms feet she was going to say no but stopped and nodded yes she began to inhale deeply she was trying to beat me at my own game. I had her smelling my moms crotch panel as I also knew my mom never wore panties when she wore hose. Gina seemed to like sniffing my moms scent she began grinding her hips on the chair and making sex sounds! I then decided if Gina was horny to give her a treat and rmoved her gag and gave her something else to suck on. During this I put my moms hose over Ginas face with the crotch panel right on her nose! After that I took Ginas sisters dirty hose and tied them over her nose and went and found a pair of my moms dirty panties and stuffed Ginas mouth with them and taped it shut after that I told Gina she was sucking on my moms dirty panties! Gina made some mmphs she nodded yes by now she was inhaling her sisters foot odor. I was going nuts everything I had done only humliated her for a bit or she was not going to let me break her. I hogtied Gina and whipped the soles of her feet and tickled her still keeping the panties in her mouth and her sisters hose over her nose. I was fustrated so I removed the panties and hose I untied Gina she went and used the bathroom and we had drank some sodas. She told me at first she was grossed out but what I did to her but she began to be turned on by moms smells. She asked me to not be mad it was not my fault it made her horny. We began playing again i hogtied Gina again and had her use her mouth on me while I smelled her sisters hose. From there I heard some noise it was our moms they were home Gina said quick untie me. I said no Gina said please I took my hand ball and pushed it in her mouth and taped it in Gina looked paniced she was afraid to protest I tighted her bonds and as final touch pulled my moms hose over her head I heard Gina pouting almost crying at this point I slapped her ass and turned off my light and shut my door, going downstairs to see our moms. I felt so excited at seeing our moms knowing Gina was hogtied in her pantyhose on my bed upstairs. I sat and talked with them Ginas mom asked if Gina and I were not together tonight I told her we were earlier but Gina was invited to go stay the night with her cheer leader friends. Her mom said well romeo looks like you get to sit home and wash your hair just jokingly she knew Gina and I had been dating for a while now. I said yeah to bad I 'll be bored all night! My mom and Ginas mom went to Ginas house about 15 mintues later. I went back upstairs and turned on the light and said she is in here Gina just started freakng out. I went to her and said realx it's ok I was only messing around they went to your house. Gina was sobbing I removed the hose from her head and the gag she begged me never to trick her like that again!!! Seeing the tears in her eyes I agreed! I told she was going to sleep here tonight as I filled her in on the lies I told. Gina asked me if I was planning on keeping her hogtied all night I told her maybe she begged me not to she said she would be good and do anything I wanted. She was back in her slave role she winked and I went back to my master role. I stuffed the ball back in her mouth and taped it shut, i took her sisters hose and pulled them over Ginas face and i went and smelled Ginas feet and Jerked off until I felt she had enough. I then untied Gina she got cleaned up and we stayed the night together. We fooled around and I made sure she sucked me to sleep she didn't seem to mind. We contiuned our relationship and we pushed the limits Gina would see or find something and we would try it Gina had stolen dirty pantyhose from all her girlfriends so I knew how every girl in our group of friends feet smelled. I am still with Gina today we attend the same college we share a place together. And I Gina has gotten me some dirty pantyhose from her new friends and she is working on trying to get her girlfriend to play with us. Gina said she and her friend would be my slaves and her girlfriends fantasy is to be forced to have sex with another girl I think I can handle that and Gina said I could smell her friends feet as she was clued in on to my passion! SO If it goes down and is worth posting I will! |
| Name: | No Name |
| e-mail: | None @private.net |
| Comments: | This happened to me when I was 15.
I had friend he had an older brother who owned his own carpentry business, so I worked for him and he was teaching me the trade. During the summer my friend and I would accompany his brother on jobs upstate. Well this one summer I figured it would be no different my parents cleared me to go as they knew with who I was going to be with and what I was going to be doing. My friends brother was really cool he partied with us and got us things we were to young to get. I was supposed to leave the morning after school let out and the next morning my friends bro called me and asked if I was ready told I was he said he was on his way to get me. When he arrived at my house I noticed he was alone my friend was not there it was not unusal but he said this was a big job and had hired extra help. I got in his van and off we went we talked he told me my friend was going to ride up with the new guys to make sure they didn't get lost. I was not worried as I had no reason to be yet. We arrived and were staying in a smalll cabin , our job was to build a new cabin and make the small cabin a storage area. I settled in each room had two beds my friends bro said he would bunk with me, I didn't care. We ate lunch and talked he had brought a tv and vcr with him he hooked it up and had a large bag of movies so he said we will just kick back until the others get here. He grabbed some beer and we began drinking he popped in a tape it was a straight porno nothing kinky. I was aroused by the tape but kept cool my friends bro who I will call J from this point on asked me if I liked the tape sure it was ok I said. He got two more beers and we watched another tape it was a bondage tape my first time seeing this and for some reason I really got turned on but kept my cool, he had all kinds of porn I saw bi gay and just about everything in between. J asked me what if anything I liked about the tapes soon he had me talking about sex and my fantasy's He wanted to know what I thought about when I jerked off and if I would ever do or try some of the stuff on the tapes. I could see he was horny this made me nerveous I tried to change the subject but J was hot he kept on pushing me to tell him more now I was getting scared so I just kept trying to steer the conversation away. It was during this point J sat next to me and put his hand on my crotch! I jumped up and told J that was not cool. He said it was not cool that I got him horny and was not going to let him get off! I told him he was nuts he was the one putting on pornos. J turned red I was done for he grabbed me and put me up against the wall and started choking me he told me he would stop if I agreed to suck him off. I agreed he let me go and forced me on my knees and dropped his pants and I sucked him off. Once he was done he told me to strip naked I did he then had me pose in sexual postions as he probed and fondled me. He then told me to sit in the chair he went into his bag and took out ropes tape and a ballgag and several dildos! I was scared I tried to talk J out of this he slapped me a couple times and told me it was just me and him no else was coming it was a trick to get me alone far away from help. He told me I was going to be his sex slave and if i was good he would not kill me. He then pulled my arms behind me and tied me to the chair he used the ballgag on me I was crying and drooling all over he laughed and began to fondle me. J made dress in panties and a wig he smeared my face with make up I was beaten and raped several times the first night. I was tied to the bed so he could sleep. In the morning I was showered and shaved by J he then had me dress in thigh hi's and panties he applied more make up but took his time so it looked good the whole time i was tied with some phone cords J brought. Once he had me dressed i was forced to give him oral then i was hogtied and ballgagged well J went into town, I tried to struggle free but he kept me tied with the phone cords and added ropes over them he connected and rope to the ballgag strap and yanked my head up and the ball was so deep in my mouth that I thought he broke my jaw. He held me hostage for 2 months I was raped tortured humliated as he kept me dressed as a woman and whipped and sometimes beaten. He had me hogtied and gagged all the way home after the two months he released me with threats of releasing the photos of me doing thigs to j and being raped J had forced me to sign a paper saying I asked him for this type of sex as i was gay and consenting to everything on the video tape and in the pictures. For about a year I said nothing i was scared I quit hanging around my friend as i was afraid to see J but then one night a very close friend of mine who also worked and hung out with me and Js bro. He came to my house he was bruised and had lipstick on he was crying and freaking out.He told J had just raped him and beat him up. He told me he saw the tape of me being raped he begged me to help him. So we called the police and my friends parents and my parents my friend and I spent the next two days telling what happend me I had more to tell. J was arrested the cops found a bunch of stuff including the tape of me pictues and the paper i was forced to sign. When we went to court my friend and I told dropped the bomb but what really sealed Js fate was when Js bro said that J had been molesting him for a long time! J went down for life with no parole!! After the trial i tried to kill myself and ended up in a hospital my friend was not so lucky he shot himself in the head. Js brother killed himself 3 months after our friend shot himself. I got out of the hospital a year later as I too wanted to die, I am still in thearpy after all these years, I trust no one and hate being around people. My computer is my window to the world. I felt I had to share this stroy to ease some of my pain. |
| Name: | ????????????? |
| e-mail: | Private@Very Private.com |
| Homepage URL: | http://Private |
| Comments: | I have story to tell that happended to me 3 days ago, as I
am still a little mad please forgive any errors. I am a blue collar guy and have an apartment about 1/2 mile away from a major university. My girlfriend Marie called and asked me if she and her cousin could move in with me as they were both going to go to the university. Marie promised her and her friend Letty whom I knew would pay rent and bills also buy food and keep my place clean, as Marie knew I spent plenty of time in the military and loved things very clean and did not take no bullshit. I felt obligated as she was my girl. Well a month later I moved up two floors in my building to a three bedroom two bath figuring that I had to have my own bathroom and Letty could have her own room and make the other room into an office. They moved in 2 weeks later and it took some getting used too. Marie and Letty were holding up their end of the bargain and things were pretty good as I had Marie in the same bed so sex was good as was our bondage games when Letty was gone or sleeping, I loved to see Marie dressed up in gater belts and full fashioned or cuban heel stockings! I have to say Marie has a mouth made for a ballgag too perfect. Marie and Letty were both 5ft 6in about 125 pounds good size tits brown hair brown eyes and pouty lips spanish decent. Things were great about a couple months down the road Letty began dating this guy he seemed like just a normal college guy, I did not like him as he was a smart ass but I tolerated him. I had gotten called out to do a welding job out of town for a week and that's when all hell broke loose! I called my house and there was no answer then it said the line was disconnected. I was on a ship at the time and was going nuts wondering what the hell was going on. I got back to my apartment and it was trashed I mean like a huge party went on bills were piled up rotten food and then I noticed all my stuff was gone TV, computer radio cds tapes anything of value they trashed my uniforms I had saved to remember my time in the military and they stole all my good clothes! I was pissed off ready to destroy. I went looking in Lettys room her clothes were there as were Maries. I called the police and then went and saw my landlord she was pissed off when she saw the place and about my wild party's! I told her where I had been she told me about the things she saw and heard while I was gone! She believed me when I had her talk to my boss who vouched for me being with him. I promised her I would fix the palce myself and pay her whatever damages the police took a report of my stolen property,and I called my renters insurance agent to see if I had a leg to stand on. Once that was done I went looking for Marie and Letty I did not find them for two days. By this time my place was completely redone and I was actually starting to rebuild my life. I found them at a girlfriends house they told me that Letty's boyfriend found out I was gone and invited all his buddies and friends over for a party without the girls knowing it! Once he showed up he had slipped them a mickey and he and his friends tore my place up. Marie and Letty went to get help but passed out in the hall and were dragged back into the apartment. Marie said when she came too Letty's boyfriend told his friend to put them in the closet and lock the door her shoved them in my bedroom closet and locked them in. The next morning they broke out and fleed to a friends house until I got back they were scared and not sure how to report this. I was still pissed off not so much at the girls but at that little jerk then I asked the all painful question were they raped they said no but they were groped and fondeled! I took them to the police station and then they were sent to the hospital for drug tests and rape tests. Everything came back ok they were drugged with roofies the cops were looking for this guy and his friends. Well the cops busted the punk and his pals at a pawn shop trying to cash in my gear. They were arressted and booked on all kinds of charges we had to go pick out these jerks out of a line up. They got slammed with jail time. My girlfriend Marie and Letty felt really bad and tried to make it up to me, I was gald they were not raped but I was pissed off at them for not listening to me about that guy! One night after all this was done Marie asked me if there was anything her and Letty could do to fix things. I had somethings in mind and then thought against it but the devil in me wanted his pound of flesh, so I told them I did have something in mind Marie saw the look in my eyes she knew it was something involving bondage. I told her and Letty that if they wanted to make it up to me clean the slate that they both had to be my slaves for two months! Marie agreed as she was already my slave, Letty said what slave your nuts! I told her it was not what she thinks in fact Marie would explain it to her. Marie told Letty they would be sex slaves basically. Letty said two months I said yes but she had to be here she was not free to go out or date just school work and home like Marie, she would also have to dress as Marie did i would buy her some outfits. Letty said ok just two months right? I said two months for you Marie is my slave for life right and Marie said yes dear! Letty was shocked to see Marie so submissive. I said we start now Marie go and change loan Letty a garter belt and some stockings I told Letty to wear her slut shoes as she calls them and to do their make up. I sat back Marie got Letty ready Letty came in wearing a black garter belt and some black cuban heel stockings and her zebra print heels her her nipples were hard she said how come she couldn't wear a bra I told her slaves don't talk back she looked defiante i told Marie to go a get the bondage equipment. Marie left and came back I ordered her and Letty into the Living room where I had Marie tie and ballgag Letty over my coffee table then I introduced Letty to my riding crop druing this time I had Marie hogtied next to Letty and gagged with a dildo! I told letty she was a slave and she would be punished if she did not do as she was told. I untied Letty and hogtied her as tight as I could making her ballgagged mouth the tighest I could! She was not happy Marie Was punished and was made to give me oral while Letty's face was between my legs her expression was pricless! I told Letty if she wanted to be good I would have Marie untie her and she would take her turn giving me oral! Letty nodded her head Marie untied and ungagged her then Letty promised me she would be good not to punish her anymore! I told her to shut up and suck she was good then I made her and Marie share the work! I then made them hug each other and I tied them together and took the double dong and made each hold an end in their mouths well i whipped their asses and feet. They were good Letty was tied up in another hogtie for complaining I made Marie tie her and gag her with Maries wet panties. Then Marie and I had sex in front of Letty! The first night went ok Marie was told to train Letty well I was at work Letty was humilated by this order as Marie was happy to do it! Marie had to suffer the tight hogties and gaggings now she could give some back! Every night Marie would show me what Letty learned soon Letty was into things she knew her place. Now I pushed Letty and Marie tying and gagging them both tightly spankings and breast bondage. I like mouth filling gags I had the pleasure to get my hands on a couple pump gags and those mouths looked great I bought another mouth spreader to use on Letty as Maire already had one. I took pictures of Letty and Marie, I have a good feeling that Letty will stay our slave after the two months is up Marie told me Letty enjoys being dominated by me and she is turned on by all this bondage and discipline. |
| Name: | bondager |
| e-mail: | lando_mollari@hotmail.com |
| Comments: | No Name and Private
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| Name: | Henry |
| e-mail: | nonono@yahoo.com |
| Comments: | Hey everyone. Tonight me and my girlfriend got into some tie
up games, so I think I will start posting them here. Are real names aren't Henry and Michele, just to let you know. We live in New York. I am 15, kinda short, brown hair. "Michele" is 13 (almost 14), a lil taller than me, and brown hair. We are both attractive, but not exactly the hottest people in the world. So anyways, on to the story. Tonight we went to her house, and took a walk, went to play some pool near the bowling alley, and just hung out for a lil while until it got dark. Then we went to the park, and up in the playground, to a place where we could lay down. It was absoultely freezing outside, but we decided we would fool around anyways. She layed down and we both took our shirts off, and pulled our pants down. I was wearing green boxers, and she was wearing leopard print panties and a white bra. Despite what you all may think, we really do love each other, and we are doing this because it brings us closer, not because of uncontrollable hormones (even though she is sooo hot!!!!!!!! :) - ANYWAYS, she was giving me a handjob and I was fingered her, and I wanted to try to tie her up with her socks. A few times earlier in our relationship I had put one of her socks in her mouth, but never tied her up. I undid her shoes and took off her socks and took one and tied her wrists behind her back. Then I tied her ankles. She moved around a lil bit but couldn't move. I asked her if I could put a sock in her mouth but she said no. I pulled her panties down and gave her a few spankings and she let out a little scream. After that I layed on top of her and made her give me a handjob with her tied hands. After that, I fingered her until she had an orgasim. By this time we were really really cold, and decided to go home. So i untied her and we talked about what we did. Once we got home, we decided to rent the movie Chucky (we rented it because of an inside joke which I don't really feel like explaining) - ANYWAYS, we were watching the movie, and we stuck each others butts (that sounds gross but hey, you'll love the feeling!!!!) We also made out and all that other stuff to. After this we were tired, and we decided to lay down and get a lil sleep for bout 45 minutes. Well we were drifitng off, I took off her sock, pushed it between her lips, and tied it behind her head. It dosen't sound look a good gag, but really it worked well, she could barely talk. She moved her hands up to her face and tried to push the gag off, but I kept her hands down my her sides. She let out a lil grunt and pushed her hands down my pants and started squeezing. I squeezed her nipples and she stopped doing that. We both felt each other until she drifted off to sleep, leaving a nice puddle off drool on my shirt. It was cute :). Well after that her mom took me home. Not much else to say I guess. Well bye bye peeps |
| Name: | !0ngh |
| e-mail: | ka@jasjkl.net |
| Comments: | A friend told me about this dreambook so i decided to share.
I am a teen who ties up and smells my moms feet. I know it sounds gross and sick but i can't help it. Without telling everything personal, I can really only shar some things. It started very innocently the tie up stuff and then as I got older my mom tried to end it but because of my condition she felt compelled to allow me to keep do this to her. I guess i have always liked feet my mom said I used to like to touch her feet when she wore nylons way before the tie up stuff. But some things happened in our lives when I was young and got my condition and now i am here. I remember when I started smelling moms feet i was 8 she I had just finished tying her to our recliner and I noticed she had on hose i removed her slippers and this funny smell hit me but i liked it. Mom was gagged she looked at me in horror as i smelled her slipper she shook her head no and even struggled to get free but she was not getting free she tried to kick her slipper out of my hand but her feet were tied tothe footrest so she had to watch as I began smelling her feet she was very upset with me when i untied her she yelled and screamed and even hit me. I felt really bad and ashamed. Well time passed and soon moms feet hose or bare although I perfer hose were being smelled by me. She felt guilty with some help from me and my doctors. I knew she was uncomfortable with me just sitting next to her and removing her shoes and socks and smelling her feet she tried to play it off but then she told me she would like it better if I only smelled her feet when she was tied up. So when i tie her up which is just about everyday i get to smell her feet i even got it so she always wears hose sometimes when shes tied and gagged she looks so happy and she don't seem too care that i smell her feet either. She tells my doctor what i do and they make me tell them why i like these things but i don't know why and don't care. my aunt moved in so mom has been only letting me tie her up when my aunt is gone. but the other day my momm came home and caught me smelling my aunts feet she let me tie her up. my mom freaked in me but my aunt told she knew about it as i told my aunt everything. my mom said good now she don't have to be tied up all the time. my aunt told she didn't mind but now i think maybe my mom is a bit jealous. My doctors are going to put me in this hospital soon so i can break out of this stuff and learn to act like normal kids somday. |
| Name: | bondager |
| e-mail: | lando_mollari@hotmail.com |
| Comments: | !0ngh
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| Name: | MasterSJB |
| e-mail: | stebon47@hotmail.com |
| Homepage URL: | http://www.books.dreambook.com/mastersjb/olderwomentied.html |
| Comments: | Take the above url to my new story page. PLEASE COME,
READ, AND FOLLOW THE RULES. THANX. MasterSJB |
| Name: | laurie |
| e-mail: | laurencehorne@hotmail.com |
| Comments: | A few 'thumb-nails' would improve the fiction. |
| Name: | Doc99 |
| e-mail: | rob13@aol.com |
| Homepage URL: | http://books.dreambook.com/doc99/underwear.html |
| Comments: | Follow the above url to my new dreambook True Stories of
Females Bound and Gagged with Underwear. No censorship so come post! Thanx |
| Name: | Fallen Angel |
| e-mail: | disappearingfriend@hotmail.com |
| Homepage URL: | http://books.dreambook.com/fallenangel01/main.html |
| Comments: | Please add stories to my dreambook. |
| Name: | Fallen Angel |
| e-mail: | disappearingfriend@hotmail.com |
| Homepage URL: | http://books.dreambook.com/fallenangel01/socksbondage.html |
| Comments: | Please post stories to the dreambook, listed in the URL
field. |
| Name: | Aaniele |
| e-mail: | Aanijadedsky@hotmail.com |
| Name: | bondager` |
| e-mail: | p-e-p@rogers.com |
| Comments: | a test |
| Name: | stephanie |
| e-mail: | beth_beth@hotmail.com |
| Comments: | my mom worked as a runway model before marrying dad. at age fourteen I`m five foot nine. I look about seventeen it makes the other girls jealous.
these girls jane and geri from school, they would always grab me tickle me in the locker room get me alone tell me I`m pretty, would grab my arms twist me around during a shower. summer times almost here schools out soon. jane says come over to her house for lunch after morning classes. I walked over with jane and geri to her house. its raining today, I took my runners off in the hallway. I`m wearing jeans, a white t-shirt. the floor is hardwood, cold on the feet. I`m wearing beige pantyhose. my mom, me both have slender well shaped feet long toes high arches. we ate lunch, then jane says come upstairs see her bedroom. so I went upstairs, geri`s behind us. we all went into the room. theres a chairs in the middle of the room ropes draped over the back. heard both them giggle twist my arms back. this isn`t fair, I says to jane. her and geri tied my wrists behind me used a length of clothesline. ouch its too tight, I says to them. jane pushed my chest down flat on her bed. I felt them unbutton my jeans unzip my fly, peel my jeans off each leg. I`m wearing white satin thong panties, I knew that. my pantyhose I`m wearing are nudes sheer waist to toe. jane and geri were both feeling me squeezing my bum. jane says to me that my fucking tits are juicy. I`m a c-cup. I was blindfolded scarve tied across my eyes by geri. I told the girls we should get back to school we`d be late. that made them both giggle and laugh. on my tummy feel my elbows squeezed together till touching, then feel them roped tightly together to keep them that way. my chest expands shoulders strain to accomodate. its too tight I says. they both helped peel my pantyhose off then jane made me kneel on the bed. I`m wearing a white thong white bra felt embarrassed and naked. while I`m kneeling each my legs were roped ankle to thigh as tight as possible it seemed. I wished I could see what they`re both doing. jane made me lay on my tummy, I`m on her bed and geri and her are pushing my knees apart wide. I`m scared complained I didn`t like this wished we could go back to classes now. stupid twit, jane says to geri. we`ve been planning this for awhile now. getting hold of you alone. I felt rubber in my mouth a rubber dildo, jane says to me suck on it hard. slides rubber in and out of my mouth. jane wants me to see what little boys do to little girls when they start dating. my heads turned trying my best sucking slurping gobbling hard. jane says I`m a good cock sucker, says to geri look how good I am. I felt rubberball pushed in my mouth. its making me groan moment it pushes my tongue flat. the straps dangling from it are very wide. felt the corners of my mouth pulled back my lips sealed and flattened around the balls size as the straps are cinched. stephanie looks pretty tied-up and gagged, jane told geri. the girls made me stand then sit on a chair. my waist was lashed tightly to the back of the chair. then my arms were pulled over the back of the chair. I felt each of my ankles pulled up onto my seat, crossed lashed together tightly. I`m a tight neat package, the chairs and me were dragged into the hallway. put in front of a mirror so I could watch myself tied-up and ballgagged awhile. jane pushed the dildo in my pussy while I sat propped up on the seat. told me be a good girl till she comes back. |
| Name: | mike |
| e-mail: | gordianknot57@earthlink.net |
| Comments: | Self bondage Hide & Seek
I have an idea for an adventure ( in real time ! ) which I call self bondage hide & seek. I am in the S. CA area, willing to travel within the S CA area to play if there is a female out there who would like to find me bound & gagged, if you can ! Would work this way, You would give me 5 choices of somewhere for me to go, I would pick one, go there and bind & gag myself to await your potential finding of me. I would leave you clues as to which location I am at. We would establish a fair "range" for you to search in. I will be in that location bound and gagged with a release timer of some sort set up. The objective would be for you to find me before the within a time limit. If you can, then you get to keep me that way and "torture" me ( no serious S & M tho ) for 3 hours. If you find me, there are no obligations on your part, other than to release me at some point.( at least I hope you will untie me ) By no obligations, what I mean, is that you do not have to complete any sexual activity concerning myself. Please understand, I enjoy sex, but for this game, I am about the thrill of being caught, the anticipation of what will you do to me. ( hmmm..... will you really unbind me, or leave me to found again ? ) you might find me, laugh & take pics & be done, you might find me, spank me and be done, you might find me, "torture" me and be done - any of these or any else you might choose to do to me ( if you can find me ! ) w/out any sexual release for me. If you do not find me in time, then I will take you out to a nice dinner and some entertainment. Either way, its a win/win situation. also, if you wanted and had a friend ( female) who you wanted to assist you in the search to find me etc, no prob ! If we enjoy the game, we could play again in the future. If your wondering about switching roles, that would be up to you, when & IF you decide you want to. of course we could meet first, your choice where, to talk a lil, allow you a time to know me a lil first. or talk on the phone, I'll provide my number to you. so e mail me if your interested. Are you game ? |
| Name: | Lisa |
| e-mail: | Bound4enjoyment@aol.com |
| Comments: | My Sister the Goth
My older sister was never a very popular girl, she was plain looking and slightly over weight. When she was 17 she decided that she wanted to get into Goth, To be accepted I suppose. It started off mildly with the dark clothes and then she dyed her hair black and started wearing heavy make up and weird lipstick. Mother wasn’t real happy but she didn’t try to stop her from her new pass time. She figured that it was just a stage that she was going thru. She found a few friends but I don’t think she was really considered part of the group. But at least she had someone to hang out with. Then she got the hand cuffs. The first time I saw them she had them hanging from her belt. Mother ask her what they were for and my sister said that they were just for decoration. My mother said that she had better not find out that she had used them for anything else or there would be hell to pay! About 2 weeks later I was sleeping and I heard a strange sound in my room. It was a sort of Mummmf. I opened my eyes and saw someone in my room. I turned on the light and found my sister standing there. The reason she was making the strange sound was because she had a big red ball in her mouth and a strap went through it holding it in place. She turned around so that I could see that her handcuffs were tightly attached to her wrists, keeping her hands behind her back. She had tears coming from her eyes and she was shaking her head. I jumped up and un did the strap holding the ball in her mouth. I ask what had happened. It seemed that a couple of her Goth girl friends had dared her to put her hand cuffs on “ just for fun” When my sister had started to put them on in front they had said to do it behind her back and like a fool she had. My sister always wore the key to the cuffs around her neck. After a while she had ask her friends to set her free. One of the girls had said ok and removed the key and gone behind my sister. The girl started to tighten the cuffs and when my sister tried to protest another girl forced the ball into her mouth and strapped it tight. The girls tesaed her and tickled her and then left her alone. Fortunately it was only a few blocks home so my sister walked all the way handcuffed and gagged. She told me that there was another key for the cuffs in her room on the shelf in her closet, she couldn’t reach it and pleaded with me to get it for her. She was afraid that our mom would punish her if she found out what had happened. “ You bet your ass I’m going to punish you! “ Mom was standing in the door and she wasn’t pleased at all. She steped into the room and grabbed my sisters arm and led her from my room, then she returned and took the ball gag from my hand and left, “Go back to sleep Lisa, I’ll take care of your sister” I heard my mother scolding my sister as she led her down the stairs to her bedroom. “ I told you there would be hell to pay if you ever wore those hand cuffs! Now you’re going to find out just want I meant.” I heard my sister start to say something back to mom and then I heard a Mmmmmf sound and then it was quiet. I didn’t hear any more and I fell back to sleep. I figures that mom would give her a stearn lecture and that would be the end of it. The next day was Saturday so I slept late and when I got up I found a note on my bedroom door. “ Your sister had a hadr night learning her lesson, Don’t bother her until noon, then get her up so she can clean the house.” I didn’t think any thing of the note and did as it said. At noon I went to my sisters room and knocked on the door, “ Time to get up sis” I heard the Mummmff sound again and I opened her door. She was face down on her bed. The handcuffs were still firmly attached to her wrists and the gag was tightly strapped into her mouth. Her ankles were tied to the corners of the bed with pantie hose, causing her legs to be spread wide. Her butt was bare and I could see that mom had given her a good spanking. The key to the handcuffs was laying between her legs only about 6 inches from her hands. I unlocked the cuffs and again removed the ball gag from her mouth. As I was untieing her ankles I ask her if she was ok. She rolled onto her side and smiled weakly at me and said, “ I’m great, that was more fun than I’ve ever had. Want to try it?” I could hear her running the vacume cleaner from my room, I lay quietly on my bed wondering if anyone would hear me if I screamed, probably not, the gag was pretty tightly strapped into my mouth, I wondered if mom would spank me to when she come up stairs and saw my tied to the bed. |
| Name: | Tom |
| e-mail: | Bound4enjoyment@aol.com |
| Comments: | This is a true account of something that happend while I was in the Marine Corps.
My Initiation I was in my early twenties and had been in the Marine Corps for 3 years when I got selected for duty at a ceremonial unit in Washington DC. The unit did parades every Friday night during the summer. I reported there in April and spent about 2 months learning all of the special marching techniques that were required. Finally the parade season started. The first Friday night of the season I wasn’t on the roster to march and was told I would stay in the barracks and observe. The dark blue uniform blouses that marines wear are very prone to attracting lint and need to have it all removed before the parade starts. This is done by patting them down with masking tape. There was always plenty of masking tape available. On the night of the first parade, around 5:30 pm, every one was getting ready for the evening. I was sitting at a table in the common area of the barracks when about 6 guys rushed me and forced me to the floor. My arms were forced behind me and they used the masking tape to tape my wrists together, Lots of masking tape! My ankles and knees were also bound. I was yelling my head off and some one stuffed a washcloth in my mouth and tape was wrapped around my head about 10 times to hold the cloth in place. They then stood me up and carried me to a pole that was near a window overlooking the parade field. I was then taped to the pole by at least a dozen rolls of masking tape. They even taped my head to the pole so that my only view would be the parade. The tape started at my ankles and went all the way up to my neck. I was basically a mummy! The leader of the group the attacked me said that we wanted to make sure that you watch the whole parade without being distracted and that this was an initiation to the barracks. The parade started at 6:30 and finished at 8 pm. I struggled fiercely but when the guys came back after the parade I was still securely taped to the post. The guys took their sweet time changing out of their uniforms and didn’t release me until almost 9 pm. Strangely enough I was a bit disappointed when they removed the tape, I think I would have been happy to have spent the whole night bound and gagged. |
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BY PERSEUS Once when I was fourteen my parents insisted (over my objections) that I babysit their best friends` boys who were twelve and ten -- much too young for a cool guy like me to have anything to do with. They were going to some meeting or something where they`d be gone for a weekend. Finally I relented (as if I had any choice) and solaced myself with the $25 I was going to earn. That night the guys got bored with television and started acting up and wrestling around. Pretty soon we were all in a big pile on the floor and between the two of them they managed to get me pinned pretty well. They were both strong, well-built kids and even though I was bigger, if they worked together, they could usually pin me. That`s when the younger one said Let`s tie him up! Yeah! Great idea! the older one said. Now this is where it gets weird: in order to tie me up, one of them had to go and find some rope. That meant there would only be one of them holding me down and I wouldn`t have any trouble getting away. Sure enough, the younger one ran off for rope, leaving the twelve-year-old sitting on my chest with his knees on my arms. Like I said, he was a strong kid, but it would have been easy for to flip him off me. But for some weird reason I still can`t figure out I didn`t do it. I just lay there and pretended to struggle a little. In just a few seconds Donny was back with a whole handful of clothesline and the two of them flipped me over on my stomach and grabbed my arms and made me cross my wrists behind me. Again I struggled a little bit but not enough to keep them from doing what they wanted with me. They tied my hands real tight and then flipped me over on my back and this time it was the younger one that sat on my chest. Now we`re in charge! he said and pinched each cheek like people sometimes do to little kids. Coochy, coochy,coo! he teased. What do you think we should do to him? he asked Mike, his older brother. Mike said, We could keep him tied up for a long time. Even when we go to bed. Donny seemed to think for a few seconds and then said Nah, I got a better idea. Let`s torture him! Now here I have to try to explain something. I had gotten the strangest feeling when we were wrestling and they had pinned me down. It was a feeling of great contentment and happiness I guess I would have to say. Just a feeling of rightness, I suppose you could call it. And when Mike was holding me down while Donny went for the ropes I felt the same way, too. But once I was tied and truly helpless the feeling became even stronger. It was a sort of tingle in my chest and belly. Hard to describe it, but it felt really good to me: deeply pleasing and almost hypnotic and when Donny said what he did while he was sitting on me that thrill went through me like an electric shock. I know this sounds strange, but it was so exciting to be completely helpless like I was and not be able to keep them from doing whatever they wanted to me. It was scarey, too, but I guess that was a part of the thrill I felt. Donny unbuttoned my shirt and Mike brought a tray of icecubes from the kitchen and they worked me over with the ice from my neck down to my belly button. Then Donny (he seemed to be the one with all the ideas) said Let`s take his pants off! Remember that they hadn`t tied my legs yet and I had wanted to I probably could have kept them from depantsing me, but instead of struggling I even lifted my butt up to help them to ease my jeans off! They continued with their ice play up and down my bare legs and on the bottoms of my feet, too. After a while Donny got up on me again and sat astride my hips and began to give me a sort of massage on my chest and belly where I was all wet from the ice. And then`s when it happened. After a couple of minutes Donny felt it under his butt and said to Mike, Hey! He`s got a boner! and Mike said No kidding! I was very embarrassed because in my family stuff like that was never discussed. But these guys didn`t seem to have any problem with it at all! Donny scrambled off me and they inspected my erection, still in the confines of my underpants, and then Donny said I know! We could play with him and see if we can make him squirt! and Mike said Gosh, do you think we should? Sure, Donny said it`ll be great! Let`s fold out the bed and put him on it! They had a big old couch in the family room, where we were, that folded out to make a double bed and they unfolded it and got me up onto it and made me lie on my back on my tied hands. Once again I barely struggled as Mike sat on me while Donny slipped my undershorts down my legs and off. I remember I felt a rush of pride when Donny said Oooo, it`s a nice one! just as my hard-on bounced free. Donny spread my legs wide apart and tied each ankle to the corners of the heavy metal frame of the bed. Then they made me sit up and untied my hands. They pushed me back on my back and stretched my arms out to the corners of the bed at the top and tied my wrists to the frame. I was now completely naked and securely spread-eagled to the bed. The knots were real and they had stretched me out so that I could feel the tension in my legs and arms and chest and belly. I cold raise my head and look down across my belly and see my boner pointing up at me. Who`s gonna do it? Mike asked. We both will, Donny said and added Go get some stuff. Mike ran out of the room. Donny got up on the bed next to me and ran a finger over the tight muscles of my abdomen. This is gonna be so great! he said, and put his hand on my boner, made a little fist around it and squeezed gently. Oh, god, but his hand felt good on me: the first hand other my own that had ever touched my hard prick. Mike came back with what looked like a tube of toothpaste and said It was where they always keep it. Donny took the tube and squeezed out some of the stuff onto his hand and I saw that it wasn`t toothpaste at all but some sort of clear stuff. He reached over and began to put the stuff on my cock. When I felt his warm slippery fingers close around me and start their slow, tight up-and-down movement I arched up off the bed and said something like Unnnnh! and heard them laugh. They were both now squatting on either side of me and seemed very excited by what they were doing to me. How far do you think he`ll shoot? Mike asked. Further than you, I bet! said Donny. Mike looked a little hurt and said Well, he`s a lot older, too. Donny was taking long, tight strokes on my lubed shaft with both hands now, and the pleasure was shooting through me like nothing I`d ever felt before in my life. But then he suddenly stopped stroking me and said We don`t want to go too fast. It would ruin the torture. They took turns on me then. A few long strokes and then a long pause. Then another couple of strokes and another pause. At first I had thought that they were just going to jerk me off, but that wasn`t the plan. The idea was to torture me by keeping me hard and giving me just enough strokes to get me almost there, but always stopping before I could finish. Donny, despite being the younger of the two, seemed to be the director, just as he had been all along. Mike, though, seemed to have the better hands. Donny was good, too, but Mike always got me closer much quicker whenever it was his turn and I felt like I was going to pass out from the feel of his hands on my cock. I don`t know how long they tortured me like this. It seemed like a very, very long time, but probably was not more than an hour. In the end they had an argument. By this time I was begging and pleading for them to let me come and Mike said that I had had enough. But Donny wanted to go on some more. Mike said it was too cruel and Donny finally gave in. Mike did it for me. He gave me long two-handed strokes while Donny lightly tickled my balls with his finger tips. When I came I my spunk shot up in a great arch and some of it landed on my chin. No question but that it was the greatest orgasm I had ever had up to that time. Before they had let me shoot they had made me swear that I wouldn`t do anything to them in revenge for what they had done and that I would never tell anyone what we had done. I was so stiff and sore when they finally untied me that I could hardly move and I just lay there for a long time while they resumed watching TV. I`m not sure, but I think I heard them playing with themselves, or each other, for a while before I drifted off to sleep. I remember thinking that I wasn`t going to give nearly as much of an argument the next time I was asked to babysit these two torture experts! Later that night, actually in the wee hours of the morning, I gradually woke up to find my arms being gently pulled up and tied to the bed frame again. I pretended to be asleep and let it happen. When my wrists were tied, whoever it was went down and did the same to my legs. Then I felt someone settling over me and sitting on my belly. I could tell he was naked by the touch of his warm, smooth skin against mine. A dark shape leaned over close to my face and tied a gag around my mouth. I could tell that it was Donny. He bent even lower and whispered into my ear. You got off easy before. But Mike`s asleep in the other room and you`re all mine now! Oh, how that sweet tingle shot through me when I heard him say that! I remember I looked at the digital clock next to the bed just as he got started. It said 2:17. I looked again after he was through and was untying me. It said 4.56. It`s funny, but whenever I think of that time with Donny I start to sweat. |
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