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My Bondage History Part 4 by The Bitch
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My Bondage History
Part 4
by The Bitch
After a while, I became quite used to being tied up and left
alone for an hour or so at a time, or even longer sometimes.
On my days off, Charlie would often tie me up in the morning and
leave me while he went to work. He would come home for lunch to
check on me, and if I hadn't gotten free on my own, he would make
love to me, and then either release me or change my bondage
position and leave me for the afternoon. This was always rather
exciting, because it was a challenge for me to get free before he
came home. Depending on Charlie's mood, if I got loose he would
either reward me with a night out on the town, or be upset that I
got out of his bondage and tie me in tighter and more difficult
positions than before.
His favorite position for me, and the hardest one for me to
get out of, was as follows. He would tie my wrists behind my
back, and then wrap the rope around my arms all the way up to my
elbows. He wrapped it so tight that my elbows were almost
touching together behind my back. This made my breasts jut out
in front very prominently. Then he would tie my legs together at
my ankles and just below and just above my knees. He would pull
my knees up to press against my chest and tie them there, shoving
my breasts to either side. Then he would tie a rope from my
hands to my feet, pulling me into a tight little ball. I could
hardly breathe, much less move to try and free myself. When he
returned from work, he would undo the rope from my hands and feet
so that he had easy access to my cunt and ass. He could stroke
my breasts and finger my openings to his heart's content, and I
could only lay there and take it. He would play with me for the
longest time, stroking, fingering, licking, sucking, making me
hotter and hotter, until he himself was so worked up that he
would enter me and plunge in and out furiously until his hot come
spurted into my cunt. Usually after that he would move around to
my face, and let me lick his cock clean. Only then would he
release me from my bondage.
With all the different bondage positions he could tie me in,
and all the various clothes and contraptions Charlie bought to
use on me, we had an almost infinite number of bondage scenes we
could play out. Each time I thought we had tried everything,
Charlie would come up with an idea that was just a little
different, a little wilder than the last one. I'll talk about
some more of these in later editions.
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