Dianne · Bound · Part 1

Dianne · Bound · Part 1 (1/2)
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I met Dianne through an Internet dating service. I saw her profile and thought she was very hot, so I sent her a message. Nothing special, just hi, like your profile, I’m interested in you and asked if she had ever practiced bondage before. I don’t know what it was that sparked her interest but she replied with great curiosity about the bondage statement. She replied that she never even considered being tied up and the thought of it kind of scared her but it also stimulated her. She wondered what it would be like to be tied up, helpless and at someone’s mercy.

I decided to educate her on the many facets of bondage. I first told her to go to Gromet’s and Utopia’s web sites, read some of the stories and tell me what she thinks about them. She did and she came back with what seemed like about a hundred or more questions. We chatted online for hours discussing what she read and my opinions and views on the subject. We talked about selfbondage and timed release methods. We also talked about having a play partner for role-playing, methods of tying, use of safety words and what fantasies I have.

Dianne kept asking me about my most desirable, kinky bondage fantasy so I thought I would just include her in it. I told her that I invited her up to the lake for the afternoon and to wear a string bikini that the bottoms tie over the hips and the top ties in back and around the neck. (That makes them easy to remove after she’s tied up.) She thinks she’s coming up for a swim and to get a little sun, but I have other plans. I told her in detail how I would seize her, tie her up in various positions, strip her and force her to cum over and over again. She told me that she was surprised that anyone would think of her that way and was a little embarrassed too.

The fact that she was embarrassed kind of embarrassed me also and I apologized for being so graphic. She said that it was ok and we signed off. I sent her several messages after that, with no reply. Later I thought, well I guess I must of scared her off and I won’t be hearing from her again.

Saturday morning about two weeks later there was a knock at the door. I looked through the peephole and couldn’t believe my eyes. It can’t be. I opened the door and said, "Dianne, Is that you?" I recognized her from the pictures on her web page.

"Hi, yes it is."

"What are you doing clear up here?" (She lived about 3 and a half hours away from me.) "Oh, I was just in the neighborhood."

I jokingly said, "Yeah, you drove a long way to get to this neighborhood. Come in, come in. How in the world did you find me? We never exchanged addresses."

She stepped into my apartment and I asked her to have a seat on the couch. She was wearing a loose fitting T-shirt and tight form fitting jeans. She really looked hot in those jeans and I was getting hard just looking at her.

She proceeded to tell me that she had a geek friend that was an expert on the computer and he had even written some of his own viruses. He had quit causing mayhem over the Internet because he got in trouble with the law, but he had no trouble locating me after he hacked into my Internet provider.

I said, "You were lucky to catch me at home today. I’m usually out running around on Saturday’s and I’m seldom home. So what motivated you to drive all the way here to see me?"

" Well," She replied, "I’m a little embarrassed to say, but it’s because of everything we chatted about. I kept thinking about what you said, about your fantasy about me, about you tying me up, stripping me and then having your way with me. The more I thought about it, the more it turned me on and the more I wanted it. Just thinking about what you’d do to me made me very wet and horny, like I’m feeling right now!"

I was shocked at what she just said, and I said, "Wow, I’m amazed that you’re that interested." I wasn’t used to a woman being that forward about bondage or even being that forward toward me sexually, at least until we had gotten to know each other a lot better. I wasn’t quite sure how to respond, and being a little shy, I could feel myself blushing. That isn’t the manliest thing to do now is it!

Almost stuttering, I said, "Uh, well, uh, what would you like to do?

She stood up, kicked off her flip-flops and pulled her T-shirt off over her head. Then she unbuttoned her jeans and slipped them off. She was wearing a white string bikini that looked soooo sexy especially in contrast with her dark hair and soft tanned skin. She then stood in front of me, held her arms out and crossed her wrists said; "I thought I would accept your invitation to come up here to the lake to go for a swim. By the way, my safety word is, Uh-oh, or MMM-mmm." I got so hard that my cock hurt being bent over inside my jeans.

At this point I knew exactly what she wanted. She was ready to live out MY fantasy, but I’m thinking maybe it has become hers too. She was shaking a little bit from being nervous and excited and she said, "You better take me before I loose my nerve."

I grabbed her by the wrist and forcefully pulled her back into my bedroom. She momentarily gasped with excitement and then immediately got into character and said, "Wait. What are you doing?"

I said, "Don’t worry, I’m just getting ready to go down to the lake." She watched as I reached down and pulled a black vinyl brief case from under the bed. I opened it up and pulled out a bunch of rope.

She asked, "What is all that rope for?"

I said, "It’s for our knotical trip." I then pushed her down on the bed, rolling her over on her stomach and pulling her arms behind her back. Pulling her wrists together I wrapped several loops of rope around them and then wrapped an cinch loop around that a few times knotting it tight.

She pulled on her wrists to try to get free and shouted, "NO, Wait! Stop. What are you doing to me? Let me go. Please! I’ll do anything you want, just let me go!"

Ignoring her play-acting pleas and continuing to bind her, I wrapped a rope around her chest and used it to secure her elbows, not quite together but tight against her back. Now there was no way she could work her arms or hands free. Crossing her ankles I wound several loops of rope vertically around them. This way she could not stand up and she could not close her legs, which gave me easier access to violate her. Then pulling her ankles up to about a foot from her wrists, I tied them to her wrists. She was now hogtied good and tight

Struggling and begging for freedom, she really was playing her role well. She obviously paid close attention to all our correspondence because she struggled enough to play the game, but not too much that I couldn’t easily handle tying her.

As she was squirming and testing her bonds I pulled a two inch red ball gag from the case. Her eyes got big and she nervously asked, "Wa-what’s that for?"

I said, "Here, I’ll show you." I grabbed her jaw and pulled her mouth open and pushed in the ball pulling the strap around behind her head and securely buckling it. Testing the effectiveness of the gag she went, MMMMMmmmmmmphph. She was now bound, gagged, totally helpless and at my mercy.

In most circles a two-inch ball gag is considered a large gag. Dianne had a large mouth though and it fit her perfectly. When she pulled her lips back her teeth had a perfect circular bite on the ball. When her lips touched it, they made a very sexy seal around the ball. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying she’s a big mouth. Her lips are broad and she has a large spread of teeth but her mouth is well proportioned with her beautiful face.

Pulling Dianne over to the side of the bed I loosely bunched up the covers in the middle of the bed. I then rolled her over on her back so she could lie comfortably on her arms on the bunched up covers. She wiggled, struggled and mmphed a little but could not get free. She had one knee in the air while the other was against the bed and then she rolled them the other way. She was trying to close her legs but that was impossible the way her ankles were tied. She finally gave up and let both knees fall spreading her wide. She looked over at me and saw me watching her and rubbing my crotch. She mmphed at me, turned her head and rolled her eyes to look at her torso as if she was saying; Get over here and rape me.

I stepped over and set down beside her on the bed and started caressing her body. She stared up at my face as I slid my hand gently up and down her torso concentrating on her breasts and between her legs as she let out little moans of pleasure through her gag. I reached up with a very light touch and sweped her hair out of her eyes. I then gently kissed her on her forehead moving down around her eyes and to her cheeks and then kissing her lips around the ball gag.

It was now time to expose her but I still had one more rope to tie. She saw me pick up another length of rope and looked at me with a confused look on her face an if to say; what are you going to do with that? I’m already completely tied up and can’t move now!

She again stared intently at my face as I reached around her waist and pulled the rope around it and tied it in front. Then putting it between her legs and slipping it over the waist loop in back, I pulled it tight, looped it once around the cinch on her wrists and then pulled it tightly back between her legs and tied it to the loop in front. Her eyes got big again and she wiggled and mmphed a little bit. As she struggled, the rope worked its way into her pussy lips pulling her bikini bottoms in with it. After her lips swallowed it up she looked naked between her legs.

I reached behind her neck and untied her top. I then slid it around a little and untied the back and pulled her top off exposing her perfect 34C breasts. Her nipples were already hard and I gave them a gentle twist, which she responded with a shutter and a strong MMmmphph. Moving to the bottoms. I untied them on each side, pulling the strings in-between the two strands of the crotch rope and slowly pulling them through, tickling her clit as I pulled them off of her. She arched her back with pleasure and moaned loudly as the strings pulled through her pussy. The bottoms were very wet from her excitement and she was oozing love juices around the crotch rope.

With one hand I started caressing her breasts tickling and gently twisting her nipples. With the other hand I lightly tugged on her crotch rope teasing her and stimulating her. Her eyes would shift from looking at mine to looking at the activity that’s happening to her body and back again. Continuing to caress her and tug on her rope, she really got hot and excited. It didn’t take long and bang, MMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmphph, she had her first bondage orgasm. She arched her back, twisted, shook and mmphed loudly as she came. I couldn’t think of a better first orgasm in bondage than to have one induced by a tightly tied rope.

Though I wanted to have more foreplay and to do some things to stimulate her and drive her wild, I just couldn’t stand it any longer. She was soooo hot, I’m starting to loose control and I have to fuck her right now.

As she was coming down from her high she looked over at me while I was quickly pulling off my clothes. She looked at my face, then down at my hard-on and back to my face as I slipped on a condom. My cock had been hard ever since she stripped down to her swim suite, and I couldn’t hardly think of anything else but being inside her.

I pulled the two strands of crotch rope out of her pussy and spread them to each side of her mound and each side of her lips. Then I crawled up over her to insert myself into her, but lying on her tied legs started to hurt her. She immediately said the safety word, "MMM-mmm, MMM-mmm, MMM-mmm."

I immediately stopped what I was doing and from experience I kind of had an idea what was wrong. I asked her if it hurt for me to lie on her legs like that. She nodded yes. I also asked if it was hurting her to lie on her arms. She nodded no. I then asked if everything else is all right. She again nodded yes. Still staring at my face I think I saw a look of satisfaction and pleasure in her eyes over the concern I showed her about her discomfort. It seemed to put her a little more at ease over being tied up by someone she barely knew.

With that out of the way I still ‘HAVE’ to fuck her. I quickly untied her legs and spread them out wide on the bed. Since I keep four cuffs tied to the legs of the bed for spread eagle ties, I quickly tied her legs to the corners. Her eyes almost got as wide as her legs over the fact that I had her legs retied so quickly. She didn’t even have time to put up much resistance.

I crawled back up on the bed between her legs as she got back into character. She struggled hard trying to pull her legs together, mmphing, twisting, wiggling to get free without success. She looked me in the eyes, shook her head and mmphed a loud "No", but leveled her hips for easy insertion. I held my cock against her and started slowly pushing in. She clenched up her vaginal muscles to try to prevent me from entering but I eventually pushed through. Her back arched and she let out a loud MMmmphph, as I fully penetrated her.

I started slowly stroking back and forth in her as she twisted and wiggled to get free. Again I wanted to continue to go slow but between her struggling and being soooo hot, I lost control and started pumping fast. It didn’t really matter to her though because she was ready to cum and cum she did. MMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmphph, MMMMMMMmmmmmmmmphphph. Twisting, wiggling and thrusting, another wave hit her, MMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmphph, MMMMMMmmmmmmmmphphph.

A few short thrusts later I came, shouting my ooo’s, ah’s and oh yeah’s. After coming down from my high, I looked down at her and she was staring up at me again with pleasure in her eyes and a slight grin around the ball gag.

I said to her, "Oh you think you’re proud of yourself, don’t you!"

She nodded affirmative and said, "Mmm-Humm."

I said, "Well I’m not through with you yet."

Her eyes got big again and she said, "HUMMM?"

Now satisfied and still hard inside her, I started sliding in and out of her with long slow strokes that I could now maintain for a while. I held the weight of my body off of her with my arms and watched her twist her torso and pull on her legs in a faint effort to get free. I stared at her face this time and occasionally caught her glance as she’s turning her head from side to side and rolling her eyes. Her breasts were also flopping from side to side so I caught a nipple with my lips licking and sucking on it. She immediately stopped moving her upper torso to aid in my assault on her breasts, but she still struggled with her legs. It didn’t take long before she was getting close. The long slow strokes were stimulating her deep inside and she was building up to a mind blower this time.

A few more strokes and she started to shake and shutter. I continued to stroke her non-stop and all the sudden her eyes got large and she lifted her torso up as the first wave her, mmmmmMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmphph. She shook and struggled breathing heavily, MMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmphphph. Still stroking inside her, wave after wave hitting her, MMMMMMMmmmmmmmmphphph, MMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmphphph. Wanting to grab my hips to stop the onslaught but couldn’t because she was tied, struggling hard and squealing, another wave hit her, EEEEEEEKKKMMMMMMmmmmphph, MMMMMmmmmmmmmphphph. Breathing hard and trying to say STOP, but all she could get out is a shaky, SMMmmooppph, SMmmmooppph, MMEEESSSsph, SSMMMMOOOPPPph.

I finally took pity on her and stopped fucking her. Pulling out of her stimulated her again and another wave hit her which she loudly mmphed through. I got off her and sat down beside her on the bed gently stroking her body with my hand as she was coming down from that high. I unbuckled her gag and pulled it out of her mouth. She let out a few "OH GOD’s" and a few "WOW’s" working her jaw a little to loosen up the stiffness.

I asked, "So, what did you think of your first bondage experience?"

She replied, "Wow, You were right about how bondage can intensify an orgasm. I never knew I could have such an intense orgasms. Now, are you going to untie me?"

She shouted back, "What do you mean maybe?"

I laughed and replied, "Only if you agree to have lunch with me."

"Absolutely, I’m starving. So now will you untie me?"

I replied, "Sure", as I quickly untied her.

She got up, put her swimsuit back on and we put on our clothes. She rubbed her wrists where the rope marks were and asked, "How can I hide these marks? People are going to see them and look at me funny."

I replied, "Don’t worry about it. We’re going to the drive-in and sit in the car. Nobody’s going to see them in there and we can talk privately so no one can hear our conversation. Besides that, the marks will fade soon."

Part 2

After ordering our food at the drive-in, I asked Dianne what she thought about her experience this morning. She replied that her head was still spinning but it was still strangely wonderful. She also was curious and had some questions about self-bondage. I asked her what she wanted to know and she explained to me that she read a lot about it, methods used, methods of release, safety, but she couldn’t quite picture in her mind or understand how to actually tie herself.

I explained to her that the easiest and safest way is to use lock-on wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs. That way you can easily lock them on and when your timer allows your key to fall within reach, you can get yourself loose. You can order these items over the Internet but they can get to be expensive, especially if you are on a budget. She said that she was on a budget and asked if there was there a cheaper way. I told her the cheapest way was to use rope but you have to be very careful because you can get yourself into something you can’t get out of, or even worse kill yourself. I further explained that I usually prefer to use rope in bondage because it looks real. A body securely bound with rope looks much sexier than using cuffs. I have even done a little self-bondage with rope.

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