Dianne · Bound · Part 2 (2/2)
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She got curious and asked why I tied myself up and what did I get out of it. I explained that for me, it wasn’t a need on my part to be tied up, but that it was a form of masturbation. Tying myself helped me to fantasize what the tied up girl that I was fantasizing about would feel when I was fucking her and at the same time I was humping something to get off. She found that interesting and she then asked if I could show her how to use rope to tie herself and do it safely and I replied, "Sure after we eat."
The carhop soon brought our food. As we sat there eating our burgers and drinking our sodas, I was watching her eat and thinking that I would like to be eating her. I also thought that after showing her a little how-to on self-bondage I might get the chance.
When we were done eating, I took her back to my apartment. We went straight back to my bedroom to the pile of ropes I left on the bed. I proceeded to show her some knots, how to use a loop of rope and a cinch loop to tie her hands and how she could tie her legs. She asked about tying her legs apart to the bed and I told her that it wasn’t a good idea unless she had her method of freedom within reach on the bed. Otherwise you might no be able to get off the bed to get to your release.
I said that if she wanted her legs apart she should tie her ankles crossed like I did this morning or use a spreader bar. That way she can still struggle her way around the room to eventually get free. Then I showed her my homemade wooden spreader bar. It is three feet long and has eyebolts in each end and one in the middle. I said she could tie her ankles to each end and tie her cinch noose to the center one. She could then get into a perfect spread-leg hogtie. She looked at it and then said that she would like to try it and asked if I would help her. I replied that I would show her what to do but she would have to do it herself. This is after all, self-bondage. She agreed and stripped off all of her clothes except for her bikini.
I showed her the best way to tie her ankles comfortably to the spreader bar. I then showed her how to set up her wrist bondage and cinch. I explained that it’s trial and error to find the proper length for the cinch rope. She rolled herself over on her stomach to check for the cinch rope length. It was a bit too long and wouldn’t make a very good hogtie. She rolled back over and I showed her that she needed it as short as possible but long enough so she could still put her wrists into the loops with her arms behind her back. She adjusted it and rolled back over on her stomach and proceeded to work her hands through the loops. The length was now just right.
I told her she was now ready. All she had to do was pull on her legs thus pulling the cinch tight and she would be tied. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and pulled against the cinch noose slowly. As she was pulling I told her to wiggle her wrists a little to help the cinch loops to take up. She did and could feel it tighten as she pulled. She had already gone too far when she decided to test to see if she could get her hands loose. The cinch had done its job and tied her. Since she went this far she decided to pull it the rest of the way tightening it up completely. Now she couldn’t escape and she had done it herself.
I patted her on the butt and said, "I’ll leave you here for a while to explore your predicament."
She said, "Ok" as I left the room. I went into the office (my other bedroom) to write this story on the computer while she struggled.
Dianne struggled and tugged, reached and stretched, but couldn’t even come close to releasing any of her bonds. It took some effort but she finally rolled over on her back, but that didn’t help any either. She twisted, wiggled and thrusted her torso in the air but to no avail. She had tied herself up but good. She rolled back over on her stomach and continued to try to get loose. Then a tingling sensation of fear and embarrassment came over her and she could feel herself blush. She also felt another sensation, a feeling from deep inside her; she liked this and it’s really turning her on.
She wiggled around on the bed and managed to maneuver a pillow between her legs. Horny and getting wetter by the minute, she humped the pillow stimulating herself. The hotter and hornier she got the faster she humped and the more she struggled.
Typing away in the other room, I heard some loud moans so I got up to investigate. I looked in and saw her twitching and shuttering as she was coming down from the orgasm she just had. I said to her, "Well, you little bondage slut!" That remark embarrassed the hell out of her and she turned beak red. I giggled at her and said, "That’s ok, I like you that way."
I started gathering up the pillows and blankets, pulling them out from under her. She asked, "What are you doing?"
I replied, "I can’t have you doing that again. Just look at this pillow, you got it all wet. She blushed again as I held it up to my nose, sniffed and said, "MMMMmmmm, Nice! I’ll leave you here and will be in the other room, so when you get loose come join me in there."
After resting a few minutes she started trying again to get loose, looking around the room for sharp edges or anything she thought would help her free herself. Seeing nothing that she thought would help she tried to fight the ropes really hard, pulling and tugging with all her might but all that did was tighten the cinch a little more. At this point she decided there was no way out of this without some help, so after about twenty minutes she called me back into the room and asked, "How do I get out of this?"
"Use your release method."
"What release method?"
"You know, the one you set up when you do self-bondage."
"But I didn’t set up a release method."
"What? You didn’t set up a release method? Why not?"
"You didn’t tell me to. Besides, you’re here to untie me."
"Yeah but this is self-bondage. You tie yourself up, you have get yourself loose."
"But I CAN’T get loose."
"Well, that’s not my problem. "
"But you can still untie me, can’t you? Please?"
"Yeah but what if I wasn’t here? What would you do?"
She hung her head in silence for a minute and then said, "I don’t know. I guess I would just be tied up forever."
"Good! You just learned a valuable lesson."
"What lesson?"
"You got all wrapped up in the excitement of tying yourself up you forgot about how you will get free. Never tie yourself up without setting up a release method first. You should also use a backup safety just in case your primary form of release fails too."
"Ok, ok, I get your point. Now will you untie me?"
"I don’t know. What’s in it for me? "
"What do you mean, what’s in it for you. Untie me, PLEASE! I need to go to the bathroom."
I said, "Ok" and I reached up and untied her bikini top and pulled it off and did the same thing to her bottoms which were soaked again with her juices. I smiled, as she lay there naked, glaring over at me as she angrily blurted out, "That’s not what I meant!"
"What did you mean?"
"I MEAN, untie my hands and feet. Not my bikini."
"Well, if you want to get free your going to have to earn it."
"Earn it??? What in the hell can I do all tied up like this?"
"It’s not what you can do, it’s what you’re going to let me do to you!"
Pausing for a few seconds she then said, "Ok, I’ll do anything you want, just untie me."
"Anything?"
"Yes, yes anything."
I stared at her for a few seconds as our conversation began to sink in and then it hit her and she thought, 'what in the hell did I just agree to now?'
I went ahead and started untying her releasing the spreader bar and allowing her legs to stretch out, then untied her ankles from it. I tried to untie her wrists but all the struggling she did tightened the cinch knot too tight. I told her I would have to go get a knife out of the kitchen to cut her free. I turned and headed for the kitchen as she got up and followed me as far as the bathroom. She couldn’t wait so she just sat down on the toilet with her hands tied behind her back.
I came back just as she was starting to pee and said, "Need some help?!" She just glared at me and then I said, "Hum, this could be interesting!" Rolling her eyes, she just shook her head no. I snickered and said, "Ok, ok, here, hold you hands up." She bent over and held her hands up as I cut them free, then sat back up rubbing her wrists where the rope marks are. I turned and stepped outside the bathroom and before shutting the door I said, "I’ll be waiting for you when you’re through."
Part 3
After Dianne finished up her business she slowly opened the bathroom door and peeked out to find me waiting for her. She was getting nervous over what she may have just agreed to and wasn’t sure what I was going do to her now. She reluctantly stepped out as I took her by the hand and led her into the bedroom and beside the bed. Picking up a padded blindfold, I slipped it over her head and adjusted it to cover her eyes. I told her to lie down in the middle of the bed and as she lay back to what she estimated to be the middle, I seized each arm and tied each wrist to the upper corners of the bed. She asked, "What are you going to do to me?"
As I started to tie each ankle to the lower corners of the bed I replied, "You’ll find out soon enough, so just lay back and relax. I know your going to enjoy this!" Those remarks didn’t seem to calm her anxiety much as I pulled her legs to stretch her out snugly and finished fastening them to the corners. She was now spread eagle stretched and tied pretty tight with not much room to struggle. I finished the tie by cinching a crotch rope tightly between her legs, which would stimulate her while I worked on other parts of her body.
After removing my clothes I stretched out beside her and draped one leg over hers. I’ve heard it said that the proper way to fuck a woman is to fuck her mind first. Now even though that phrase usually means sensual conversation, I decided to use the touch method instead. Besides, she will be gagged soon and there won’t be much conversation.
I decided to start at the top and work my way down, caressing and kissing her forehead and around the blindfold, gently fingering and brushing her hair back and moving down her face until I reached her lips, very lightly kissing and nibbling on each lip until she lifted her mouth and kissed me back. While running my fingers through her hair, I gently caressed her cheek with my fingertips. Our mouths were open wide and our tongues intertwined we kissed passionately for several minutes, closing to finish the kiss then back open to start another.
Pulling away from her, with her mouth still open, I picked up the ball gag and reached up and easily pushed it into her mouth buckling it behind her head. She let out a disappointing mmph because she was really enjoying the kissing and didn’t want to stop. She at least had calmed down a bit and was not as worried about what I had planned for her.
Bound, gagged and blindfolded as Dianne is, she is now a bundle of struggling hot flesh, reduced to pure female sex. She can do nothing now but listen and feel as her sex is caressed, stimulated and violated. All her expression’s restrained except for her sex and now it’s time to make her feel her sex cum alive.
Though she couldn’t return the affection I returned to kissing her lips around the ball in her mouth. Moving to her neck, I started kissing from one side to the other and from her ears to her shoulders. I think I hit a few erroneous zones because she moaned loudly several times.
After working on her neck I moved to her breasts. Dianne has the most beautiful pair that I have ever seen on a woman and I’m not going to let them go to waste. Caressing, kissing and sucking, I worked on them for about 15 or 20 minutes, lulling her into heaven. She has large nipples and I especially concentrated on them, sending tiny shocks of pleasure up her spine. As her body jerked, she lightly struggled and thrusted her pelvis up and down riding her crotch rope. I sensed she was about to cum so I stopped, leaving her frustrated and unrewarded.
Moving over between her legs I moved up just high enough to start kissing her on the stomach. Cris-crossing and still kissing I moved slowly down to her pussy. The crotch rope had pulled deeply into her mound so I left it in while I started to eat her. Following the rope with my tongue I worked my way down from her hairy mound into her pleasure port and back up again. She was already wound up from the assault on her breasts and now she’s moaning loudly with pleasure and thrusting her hips toward me. She got really hot as I continued to explore her, licking around the rope. Between the tight rope and my tongue an orgasm hit her fast, MMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmphphph, MMMMMMmmmmmmmphphph, mmmmmmMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmphph.
As she was twitching and panting heavily I quickly undid the crotch rope and when I pulled it out another spasm hit her, MMMMMMmmmmmmmMMMMmmmmphphph. Twisting and twitching in her bonds, she mmphed a few more times as she was coming down from this high.
With the crotch rope out of the way, her clit is now fully accessible so I went to work on it, licking and nibbling it, getting her hot again. No rest for her now! Sensing she’s about to cum again I stopped, then putting on another condom and moving back up her body, I slid my cock right into her. She arched her back and moaned loudly as I penetrated her. Starting slow I moved my hips in all directions in and out, side to side, twisting them while exploring every inch of her love tunnel with my probe. She responded by thrusting her pelvis toward me twisting and struggling to get free.
Between tugging on her bonds and me ramming my cock in her she quickly came, MMMMMMmmmmmmmphphph, MMMMMMMmmmmmmmmphphph, breathing heavily and struggling hard as more waves hit, MMMMMMmmmmmmmphph, MMMMMMmmmmmmmmmphphph. She continued with short breaths and mmphs, as I continued to thrust in her until I came.
We lay there panting heavily as we were coming down from our highs and as soon as I composed myself I reached up, unbuckled her gag, pulled it out of her mouth and removed the blindfold. Not giving her a chance to say anything I started kissing her passionately. We kissed like that for a few minutes then I rolled off her and lay beside her. We talked about how great that was and also that it was getting late and she had to get going, so I teasingly asked, "How are you going to ‘get going’ all tied up like this. "
She whined, "Not again. Aren’t you going to untie me?"
"What? Untie you. I’m just getting started. I have a lot of other positions I want to tie you in. You could be here all weekend."
"No, please! You can’t do that. I’ve got to be somewhere tonight."
Tugging, pulling and struggling but unable to get free, she begged, "Please untie me. Please? Let me go, please?" Batting her eyes at me with a begging look, "Please. Pretty please?"
"OK, OK, I’m just messing with you anyway. I’ve got plans tonight too and I can’t cancel them either, so we’ll have to get together another time for some more fun if you want to."
As I started untying her as she said, "That sounds great. I’ll have to check my schedule to see when I’m free to be tied up again."
Though I wanted to keep her tied up here all weekend, I decided to let her go. Besides, by letting her go it helps gain her trust so she will be more willing to allow me to tie her tighter and role-play a little rougher fantasies like burglar or kidnapper / victim. The more comfortable she is with me, the more fun both of us will have.
When I finished untying her she asked, "There’s one thing I would like to know though?"
"What?"
"The next time we get together, would you let me tie you up once or twice?"
Now normally I take the dominant role in bondage games because it usually doesn’t turn me on much to be tied up. Most women who have tied me up have done a sloppy job of it. They either tie me up too loosely and I easily get free or they only tie my hands and not my feet or something to that nature. For me to enjoy the submissive role I need to be tied tight so I can focus on my helplessness and what she’s doing to my sex. I do however let a woman occasionally tie me up for her pleasure if she wishes and to let her see what it’s like to play the dominant role. Dianne is so smokin’ hot that I’d love to have her dominate me, tie me up, force me to eat her and have her fuck me helpless. Besides that, I can also teach her how I would like to be tied so I can really enjoy her dominating me, so I replied, "Well, twice may be better than once especially if you give good head."
She blushed again as she was putting on her clothes and with a sly grin on her face she said, "I’ll try my best." She paused for a moment as she was buttoning up her jeans and then asked, "What else did you have planned for me?"
"Well, I have some other sexy positions to tie you in and drive you wild while you struggle. "
"What positions?"
I started teasing her and said, "Oh no. It’s a surprise. I’m not telling you all my secrets."
We comically bantered back and forth as she continued, "Oh come on, tell me."
"NoOOOoo! That’s for me to know and for you to find out."
"Ok, but I’ll weasel it out of you over the Internet."
"Oh no you won’t."
"Oh Yes I will!"
"Oh you think you will, but you won’t."
"We’ll see."
After we were dressed, I held her hand as we walked to the door where we had a long kiss goodbye. She then lightly stroked my jaw with her fingertip and turned to leave. I watched her as she walked to her car. She glanced back and gave me a wink before she got into her car and left. As she drove away I thought I really hope I get to tie her up again!
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