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My Bondage History by The Bitch


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My Bondage History

by

The Bitch

For the uninitiated or uninformed, bondage and discipline is
a form of erotic expression often used to heighten the sexual
experience between two or more people. Usually, two consenting
adults act out a fantasy such as slave-master role-playing, with
one partner being the strong-willed disciplinarian, and the other
a willing, submissive servant of desire. Most couples enter into
a "B & D" relationship by mutual consent. Some are "forced" to
participate a first time and find that they like it enough to be
willing participants from then on. And still others are slowly,
cleverly drawn into the B & D relationship via a chain (pardon
the pun) of seemingly unrelated events that culminates in the
victim's complete submission of his/her own free will. This
latter case was how I became initiated.

I had been sharing an apartment with this guy (call him
Charlie) for a couple of months when things started to happen to
me. I mean strange things, unexplained, nuisance type things
that seemed unrelated at the time but in hindsight were not
coincidence. I was a victim of routine. Every morning I would
wake up first and put on the coffee, get the paper, etc., while
Charlie took a long shower. One morning when I slipped out the
front door to get the paper, the door closed behind me and I was
locked out. So there I was, in panties and a short nightgown,
cowering behind the shrubs in front of the apartment, trapped
outside. Every few minutes I would jump up, rap on the door, and
then slip behind the shrubs again. Charlie didn't hear me until
I stood up and hammered on the door, attracting a few stares from
passers-by, I'm sure. (I found out much later that Charlie had
turned on the shower, sneaked down the stairs, and waited until I
went for the paper. He had locked me out, and stood on the other
side of the door, watching my desperate attempts to gety back
inside!

Another time, I was out on the little balcony when it
started to rain. When I tried to get back inside, the patio
doors were locked, and I got drenched. Charlie made me plead
with him, practically on my hands and knees, to open the door so
I could get in out of the chilly rain. When he left me in, he
noticed that my nipples were hard, and when we made love shortly
thereafter, and it seemed different that time. Maybe not better
or worse, but different.

After a few of these incidents, it seemed like my whole
attitude was changing, and I was becoming more dependent on
Charlie, more trusting, too, and feeling a need to please him
more and more. Then once when we were making love, nearly at the
height of arousal, he gently pulled my hands up behing my neck
and continued to thrust inside me, bringing me to orgasm. But I
couldn't hold him, or squeeze him, or anything because I was
powerless to move my hands. I just had to lie there and let him
have his way with me. THAT time, it seemed not just different,
but better. For several times after that, our lovemaking
sessions ended with me placing my hands behind my neck
voluntarily, just to recapture that feeling of submission from
that first time he had done it. I think it was then that he knew
he had converted me into his little sex slave!

Things really speeded up after that..........

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