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Laura
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This is a story about a sensuous young girl I once knew named
Laura. Laura was a delectable creature with a body that could melt
men. She had long, blonde, teased hair, a succulent baby-doll face
with big green eyes, and she had a smile that made me glad to be a
man. Laura had the most gorgeous breasts I have ever seen. 38D,
unblemished, smooth, soft, no tan lines indicating she sunbathed nude,
and the most mouthwatering nipples you could lay eyes on. They were
about the size of a silver dollar with rigid little tips in the
center. Her waist was slender and her stomach invitingly flat and
firm. Her hips were pronounced and curvy, and she had the two most
in- credible ass cheeks I've ever been priveledged to see. Her ass
was perfect in every respect: Smooth, tanned, perfectly curved, firm,
sexy. She had a downy-soft blonde bush with two stiff little cunt
lips inside. Her legs were as long as the Nile, and as soft and
supple as could be. She had perfectly formed calfs leading down to
sexy, slender feet.
One night as Laura and I sat on the couch watching a movie, she
leaned over and began stroking my chest with her soft, lovely hands.
Soon we were kissing passionately, and I knew what she wanted. Then,
without her realizing it, I leaned into the kiss forcing her to put
her arms behind her to support her body weight. While still kissing,
I reached behind her and snapped on a pair of handcuffs.
She definately was not expecting that, so she voiced her concern:
"Hey! What gives!?!", she demanded. I responded by telling her how
much more exciting sex can be when you're helpless to resist whatever
the man wants to do to you...
She was instantly mesmerized and wanted to try it as she was
already very hot and bothered. I figured since she was new to
Bondage, I would start off easy, I didn't want to turn her off by
getting rough. I removed the handcuffs, turned down the lights and
commanded her to strip.
She slowly and seductively did a striptease for me that left me
panting. She really knew how to get attention. She slowly removed
her top with her back turned, then she turned around with her arms
covering her breasts. She then slowly pulled each hand away from her
pert nipple tips. Then she slowly pulled down her panties while
facing the other way, giving me an excellent view of her perfect twin
globes when she bent over. When she turned around to show me her
gorgeous muff, I almost came right then and there. God could she
strip.
I then got up, and used a dual leather cuff (two cuffs joined
together) to bind her wrists behind her back. I then used another
dual cuff to bind her elbows together, thrusting her proud breasts
forward enticingly. I went around in front of her and licked her
delicate breasts, deliberately avoiding her nipples which were like
stone pillars. She was getting very hot and began moaning and
gyrating her hips. I went behind her again and attached a rope to the
cuffs securing her wrists. I then threaded that rope through a pulley
in the ceiling and proceeded to pull her arms up behind her until they
were level with the ground and she was bent forward slightly, which
did wonders for her already awesome tits. I then attached a soft,
furry cuff to each ankle and secured each of those to opposite ends of
a spreader bar.
Now she was helpless and there was no denying it. She playfully
struggled with her bonds, but they were secure. I began softly
stroking the skin of her bound body with my fingertips, making her
tremble with excitement. Again, I purposely avoided her soft mound
and her nipples, which made her hotter than a curling iron! She then
spoke words that so surprised me I just froze for a moment to absorb
what she said. She said she had read about Bondage before and that it
excited her. She also told me she wanted to feel the arousal of pain.
After I recovered, I retreived some items from the garage and
laid them out on the floor in front of her. I told her to look them
over and ask any questions she wanted, and to make a selection. She
asked me: "what is that thing with the handle and lots of little
straps hanging from it?" "This?", I queried picking it up. "yes", she
said. "That's a Cat 'O' nine tails," I replied. "What's it for?",
she inquired. I answered "it's for whipping helpless girls." "Use it
on me," she said, drawing her words out on her breath. I replied
"even used gently, it hurts. Are you sure?" "Yes!" she cried, "Use it
on me!!" So I stood back and let the ends of the cat gently swing back
and forth. She was watching it as though hypnotized.
I swung the cat and its wicked ends embedded themselves deeply
into the soft flesh of her right side. She howled an inhuman
scream... "more" she said, so I whipped her repeatedly in many tender
areas of her helpless body. Each time her body would jerk and she
would scream. Finally, she began asking me to stop in between
strokes, So I did. She was trembling violently from the sexual
excitement of her pain/pleasure.
"Fuck me!" She cried over and over, but I wouldn't let her off
that easy. She was loving it and I wanted to give her more. I
released her elbows and told her that I had some serious bondage in
store for her, she moaned and pleaded with me to fuck her, but that
gorgeous red-striped body made me want to do more to her... I pushed
her hands up her back while pulling out on her elbows, then when her
hands were above the level of her elbows, I began to push her elbows
back down again, as her hands travelled up her back towards her neck.
This hurt very much and I had to take it a little at a time, but soon
her elbows were touching again and I quickly fastened them this way.
Now her arms were locked in behind her back forming a "W" with
her elbows at the bottom and her hands at the top, between her
shoudlers. In this position, she couldn't even wriggle her arms, let
alone use them for anything... I then had her lie on her back. I had
to help her down as her legs were still spread wide by the spreader
bar. I then attached each end of the spreader bar to a chain. The
two chains came together to form one chain which led up to a winch in
the cieling. She told me she always wondered what that was for, and I
told her she was about to find out.
"Oh! Ooooooohhh!" she excalimed as she found herself being drawn
up off the floor, feet first. When her hair was about 5 inches off
the floor, I stopped raising her up. She was now armless, suspended,
legs spread wide, and unable to do a single thing but moan and keep
telling me she was getting a headache. I told her that a noisy bitch
had to be kept quiet. When she saw the full head harness with ball
gag, she resisted. But I forced her to open her mouth by holding her
nose. As I was strapping the harness in place and the gag was bulling
its way between her teeth, she tried to complain about something, but
it emerged as nothing but a hum behind the ball. She was now given
pause. She was completely overwhelmed by this new level of
helplessness.
Now she couldn't even ask me to stop. She could do absolutly
nothing to defend herself and she panicked. She began to struggle in
her bonds and was crying out and screaming, but her lips were
stretched tightly around the ball in her mouth and she couldn't do
anything but hum and slobber. She also realized that she was bound
good and proper and couldn't get away. Anyhow the sound never left
the room. To take her mind off those matters I began stroking her
again, only this time I began to stroke her soft mound. She moaned
and moaned, boy was she ever hot! I then started licking her pussy
and inserting my tongue into her just a little. I would lick her into
a frenzy and then would stop, not letting her come. She screamed in
agony, but alas, to no avail. I did this to her three times. By this
time she was a shivering work of art ready to explode from pent up
passion.
I blindfolded her now, as it too, adds to the feeling of
helplessness. She didn't know where the next attack would come from.
I ran my hands up and down the inside of her thighs for a while and
then told her I was leaving...
That was Laura's fist introduction to Bondage and it's been a
vital part of our sex lives to this day. On occasion Laura binds me
too, but that's another story... I love Laura very much.
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