A Pair of Bondage Mitts and a Leash · Part 1

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It is no secret that for many years I have always been playing bondage "games with my husband/lover/ best friend, Techster. In looking for the simplest means or method of rendering him completely helpless I discovered a new bondage "tool" called "bondage mitts". These can render even the strongest man helpless by depriving him of the use of his fingers, hands or even thumb. Instead he will have two thickly padded mitts for hands, he cannot open a lock, release a clip on a gag or even loosen a nut on a bolt. The mitts were surprisingly inexpensive, less than thirty dollars.

In order to keep this newest toy a secret I ordered the parcel sent to our neighbor, Stephanie’s home. Stephanie is a closet dominatrix who runs her business in an underground dungeon belonging to Domina Bonita. Per our agreement she notified me that it was here by leaving a post it note under the windscreen wiper blade on my car. Fortunately Friday night was my husband, Techster’s bowling league night. So I used this as an opportunity to pick up the parcel. Naturally, Stephanie was curious about my newest "secret" toy. I opened the parcel and showed her the mitts. She said that she had seen the bondage mitts, but never actually handled a pair.

Stephanie asked if they were secure so I proposed, "You are the professional, why don’t you test them?"

"Great I would love to know just how secure they are. Let me give you a warning my business has made me an expert of escaping bondage. Let me try them out." She said as she extended her wrists. I slid them on her hands, tightened the straps, inserted and locked the locks on each mitt.

Next I used a cable tie through the suspension loop on each mitt and locked them together. Stephanie ran around tugged and pulled on each mitt but was unable to escape. "Please let me out of these!" she begged, "I have to pee."

"No problem." I told her as I loosened her belt and dropped her slacks and panties. "Step out of them, go pee and let me know when you are finished and I’ll wipe you."

Stephanie started to complain, after all it is different when you are used to controlling or dominating other people and suddenly you become the captive. I spotted a medium sized ball gag on her shelf grabbed it, and when she opened her mouth to speak I shoved the gag in her mouth and buckled the strap behind her neck.

The dominatrix was clearly not used to being the subject; she shook her head violently. In looking round her home I saw many things that I could use to help her "calm down".

I pointed to a chair and said," sit."

When she sat I reached down and buckled a pair of cuffs that were attached to a spreader bar around her ankles.

Now it was obvious she was pissed off she mumbled and cursed behind the gag. I grabbed a nice chrome leash and quickly snapped the clip on her triangle piercing that encircled her clitoris. "Now I do believe you will willingly follow me anywhere. Let’s go over to my house for a glass of wine." Stephanie just stood there angry, but bound as she was with the leash clipped to the triangle piercing around her clitoris she dared not struggle. It was dark with a full moon as I led her down to our home.

Her shiny bare butt glistened in the moonlight.

In order to avoid upsetting the neighbors we walked rapidly to our home.

When we entered Techster was sitting his chair watching the evening news. He looked up and then looked again a double take! "Oh, Hi Steph, are you doing a beta test on some new gear eh?" he asked.

Stephanie shook her head angrily and looked at me. "She accidently volunteered to do the beta test." I explained. "I got the bondage mitts for you and she said they were easy to get out of and asked me to let her beta test them. As you can see the mitts are pretty sturdy."

Part 2

Well, I walked into it!

In effect I ambushed myself.

When I saw Techie with our friendly neighborhood dominatrix, Stephanie, as her captive. It was a pretty sight.

Stephanie was naked from, the waist down gagged and locked into a pair of bondage mitts while being led around by a leash that was clipped on her triangle piercing so I knew she would not resist.

Techie explained that she had purchased the bondage mitts as a surprise for me and Stephanie was checking to see how strong they were and she could not escape. Now here is where I let my ego overrule my brain as I bragged, "Well she’s not as strong as I am. I could tear these mitts up in a few minutes. Let me check them out!!"

Stephanie held the mitts out, glad to be offered relief. Techie looked over at me and ordered, "Same rules, if you can’t get out of the mitts you are going to be stuck in them for a while. Strip so you can go to the bathroom and I can wash you in the shower."

I have enjoyed being Techie’s toy many times which is why our 40 plus year marriage is so much fun. I willingly stripped, tossed my clothes on a chair and eagerly held my wrists out. Techie unlocked the mitts and helped Stephanie pull her hands out of them. It took both of them to spread the mitts open far enough so my large hands could slide into them. Once my hands were fully inside and the wrist straps were locked I remarked, "Wow! These things are snug, but the soft insides are comfortable. They’ll probably last less than15 minutes before I tear the open!"

Techie used a cable tie from our bondage "kit" and locked the suspension loops on the mitts to the lock on my CB6000 male chastity device. "That’s no fair!" I angrily exclaimed as I walked around trying to find something to hook the mitts on so I could tear them. I tried door latches and the edge of the kitchen counter.

While I was trying to escape from the mitts Stephanie removed her gag. Techie asked, "May I borrow that as she pointed to me."

Stephanie passed her the gag. Techie came from behind me while I was struggling to tear the heavy leather of the mitts, gave me a big hug and a kiss on the back of my neck. When I opened my mouth to speak she shoved the gag in and closed the latch. Stephanie looked at me and laughed; she passed Techie the leash and unscrewed the pin of the shackle on the heavy chain collar she was wearing. As she passed Techie the collar she said, "Its a large this should make his outfit complete."

Techie put the collar around my neck and put the pin through the loop on the chrome dog leash. "There that will have him ready for Saturday!"

I shook my head, "No!"

Techie looked me in the eye and shook her head "Yes" then she added, "Remember that get together I had planned for Saturday to watch the ‘Sex in the city’ reruns? Well you are server, my pet slave and the entertainment."

What could I do? The answer was nothing! I was naked, my hands were in bondage mitts that were attached to my CB6000, I was gagged and leashed! No choice but to relax and enjoy the scenery! After all at this point I had no control over what was about to happen.

Then Techie made me an offer I could not refuse, "If you promise to be good I’ll remove the gag so I can feed you and give you a drink. Do you agree?" I nodded my head, "Yes!" The gag was removed just as the doorbell rang and it turned it was Lynn the metal artist and lesbian who lived across the street with a pair of large extreme pizzas.

"I come bearing gifts for the planning committee for the "sex in the city reruns. This meeting will now come to order." Lynn Pointed to me and asked, "I thought this was a ladies only event. Is he coming?"

Techie answered, "Oh he’ll be here dressed as he is. He will be a slave whose job it is to serve and to be our entertainment". Then Techie pointed to the CB6000 that I was locked in and added, "But there’s no way he can come!"

Lynn smiled, "Great he can test a new piece of bondage art that I have just finished welding!"

"What is it?" Techie asked.

"That’s my secret!" Lynn exclaimed.

From then on the conversation was about snacks, drinks and sweet pastries. Techie made notes and advised them, "I’ll pick everything and Techster will rearrange the furniture around the Television." Lynn pointed to the dining room and asked, "Can we move the table against the wall and leave me a performance space for my latest creation?"

Techie looked into the dining room and said, "Let’s prepare now so the space will be ready. Techster that is your job." With that she cut the cable tie that had the mitts tied to my balls.

Even with the mitts on I was able to neatly stack the dining room chairs against one wall, collapse the big dining room table and slide it against the other wall leaving a ten by ten foot space for Lynn’s newest of bondage art.

Techie advised me, "Tomorrow, you are going to be the slave whose job it is to bring out the drinks and snacks out to us on the old tea cart and pass them out. I will have everything on individual plates and glasses so you can do it even your mitts on."

Then, business concluded the ladies finished the pizza, Techie fed me two slices and a tall glass of burgundy wine. "Well, friends I’d say we are all planned for tomorrow, I’ll see you about noon and we’ll get started’.

Techie took hold of the leash and led me over to the front door as the girls left, then she locked the door and led me down the hall to our bedroom. I went to the bathroom and did my nightly thing after which Techie washed and wiped my butt. She led me over to our bed I lay down and she covered me with the blankets, "Sleep well!" she said as she stripped and lay down her warm nude body lay against mine and she massaged my balls and fiddled with my nipples and gave me a long deep kiss. "Now you can dream of me. Tomorrow will be a fun day!"

I did not remember her setting the alarm clock but it went off at seven AM. Techie stirred, reached down and squeezed my balls. She slid down under the covers massaged my balls and licked my nipples until I got a partial erection, as much as the CB6000 would allow. "Time to rise and shine and I need some inspiration." she said as she sat on the edge of the bed.

I knew what that meant so I slid out of bed knelt down and began massaging her clit with my tongue. Experience had led me to a great technique and in a few minutes I had her wiggling and breathing heavily. Then she got up took my leash and led me into the shower where I was scrubbed and then towel dried. She had used the hand wand on our shower to wash my cock in the CB6000 and then she used her hair drier set on cool to dry it out. She went to our the bondage box section of our toy kit and got out a small karabiner which she hooked to the end of my leash and then over the top hinge in the bathroom door. "Now don’t wander off." She joked, knowing that with my hands locked in the bondage mitts I was helpless.

Techie showered quickly and when she came out of the shower ordered," Please dry my back and my pussy."

I knelt and sipped the moisture from her warm and fragrant sex then I stood and licked the drops of water from her back. When I had finished my "chores" I just stood there and watched her dress. I love watching Techie move around when she is nude and today was particularly good as she dressed "sexy" with thong panties and a very short skirt. As she slid her feet into her shoes she looked at me and said, "Today I am dressing up to show those young girls just how attractive an older woman can look. Do you like it?"

I told her, "You look great! Outclass the younger ladies!"

She unclipped my leash from the door and led me down the hall where she fed me breakfast of Orange juice, coffee and a microwave sausage biscuit. I had adapted to being locked in the bondage mitts and learned how to hold the sausage biscuit and the glass of orange juice. When I had finished breakfast Techie took my leash and said, "Follow me." As I was led to the backdoor of our home Techie advised me. "I’m going to do the shopping. I’m

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