You have been waiting patiently for me to come home. As instructed you have bathed and powdered yourself. The shear black nylon body suit that was laid out for you fits beautifully next to your body. A smile crosses you face when you realize that the body suit is crotchless.

The duffel bag containing all those lovely ropes and gagging materials is on the floor next to the bed, nice and handy. There must be at least 200 feet of soft white cotton rope in that bag, all cut to various lengths. Picking up a piece of rope from the bag you run it over your breasts and shiver at the thought of being bound and teased.

Within a few minutes of you finishing preparing yourself, the sound of the front door opening catches your attention. "At last", you think, "he is home". I enter the room and survey the situation. From the smile on my face you can see that I am well pleased.

"Ready to be tied up"? I ask. You respond with a little smile. "All right then, cross your wrists behind your back and turn around", I command with a sudden air of authority. Eagerly you comply. With a six foot length of rope I start to bind your wrists. Each loop is cinched up tight with several turns in one direction and then several more in the opposite direction, lashing them together. Naturally a foot or so of the rope is left so that I can cinch the tie tightly and effectively.

"How does that feel"?, I ask. "Ummmmm - TIGHT", you reply. "Good", I answer. A 12 foot length of rope is taken from the bag and doubled in two. One end is looped around an elbow. With the other end of the rope I start to wind several turns around your elbows bringing them together. I am careful not to tie them too tightly together as you may feel quite a bit of discomfort later on in the session. (which will be a long one I am afraid). With approximately two feet of rope remaining from the elbow wrapping, I cinch the rope around your elbows. We now have your elbows effectively tied together.

"Comfy"? You give me that "what do you think" look. Standing in front of you, I take another long length of cotton rope and double it in two. The end is looped through one of your elbow cinches and brought around your chest, under your breasts to the other elbow. My hand reaches behind you to pull the end of the rope through the cinching in the opposite elbow. The rope is then pulled up tight and brought around your chest a second time over the top of your breasts and back to the elbow cinching. A knot is tied at the elbow to secure the rope.

There is now about three feet of this rope left. I bring the end of this rope over your shoulder and behind your neck then back over the other shoulder and down to the opposite elbow. There the end is double knotted. Standing back I admire my work. There is no way for your elbow ropes to slide down now.

They are held up tight by the rope around your chest, shoulders and neck. A wicked little smile crosses my face as I see that your breasts are jutting out from the way your elbows are tied.

Yet another 12 foot piece of rope is taken from the duffel bag. This rope is wrapped around your waist and wrists. I pull it up tight as I wrap several loops around and round you. As a final touch the rope is cinched up as tight a possible between your wrists and the small of your back.

"What no crotch rope this time"? you inquire. "Not to worry my dear, I have plans".

Gently but forcefully, I guide you to the bed where I direct you to lay face down. Bringing your legs up in a hog tie position, I cross your ankles and spread your knees out as far as possible. With a 10 foot piece of rope your ankles are lashed tightly together. As was the case with your wrists the lashing and cinch work is carefully and expertly done. A shorter piece of rope is doubled and looped through your ankles bonds and then up to the wrist tie.

"OH"! you exclaim as I pull your ankles up into your wrists. In moments ankles are tightly secured to wrists.

Strong hands grab you by the arms and pull you up into a sitting position, or as close to a sitting position as is possible considering your bound state. You feel the helplessness of your situation as I pull you back towards the foot of the bed.

We have a wooden four post bed with a decorative bar between the posts at the head and foot of the bed. One of the reasons that we purchased this bed in particular was because it was perfect for our bondage games. Facing you towards the head of the bed, I place your ankles over the bar at the foot of the bed. Taking a length of rope I secure your ankles to the bar. An extra little tug is made on the rope signifying that I have completed the final knot on your inescapable bondage.

Instinctively you test the severity of your bounds. There is a twinkle in my eye as I watch you. "Is that a pout I see on your lips my lovely"? I ask. "What�s the matter, too tight? Do you want me to untie you? No"? I cannot help but sit back on the bed and relish in your futile struggles. So sexy!!

Stepping behind you so that you cannot see, I take a bright red ball gag from the duffel bag. With one hand I reach over your shoulder and gently open your mouth. Leaning over I give you a long passionate kiss. Very deep. Pulling back from your mouth, I quickly inset the ball gag. The gag is placed deep within your mouth. Pushing your head forward I do up the buckle in the back of your neck. "UMM". You lift your head up and wildly shake back and forth in an attempt to dislodge the gag. In your heart you know this is a useless gesture but try it you must.

From behind you I make one final check on your ropes. Each knot is retighten to ensure maximum security, which you know is needless because there is not a snow balls chance in hell that you are going any where without my help. Feeling playful, I gently tickle your feet. You wiggle your feet and toes in protest which makes me continue for a while longer.

My hand reaches over you and down to your crotch. Yummy, you are wet!! Sitting on the foot of the bed my eyes follow down your body from your perfectly gagged mouth, to your firm breasts with erect nipples, all the way down to that luscious pussy of yours. Leaning over my mouth finds your nipples. The feel of nylon in my mouth as well as your nipples is a wonderful and erotic sensation. By the way you are starting to squirm, it is easy to tell that you feel the same.

Slowly my tongue works around one nipple then the other. All the while my hands are also busy. One hand is massaging your feet and back, the other massaging that wet mound of yours. My fingers are careful to just brush up against your lips and not go inside of you. The only communication that you can manage is a faint murmur through your gag and some slight movement in your upper body.

Breaking off from you, I go to the duffel bag. You turn your head to see what I am up to and can only barely make out what I am doing. With a sly and wicked grin I produce two nipple clamps. A gasp is let out as they are applied to those erect nipples of yours. An extra half turn on each insures that the little torturers are there to stay.

Climbing onto the bed, I roll on to my back. Slowly and deliberately I slide my head underneath your wet mound. Looking up from my vantage point, I see your eyes meet mine. Your face is flushed with desire, communication is now no longer a problem between us. I know what you want me to do.

My tongue gently licks the outer most regions of your sweet crotch. Slowly I start to eat deeper and deeper inside of you. Reaching back with my arms I pull you are far forward as your ropes will allow. Hands running over your firm breasts and down to the flat of you tummy. With both hands on your hips I pull you down into my hungry mouth, my lips and tongue are starting to ache from the task of pleasing you.

Rising up from underneath you, I turn and start to kiss your breasts. My hand finds the wetness of your womanhood. Faster and faster my fingers work around and inside of you. My free arm embraces you tightly as you press up against me. I can feel the tightness in your body, see your eyes as they start to roll into the back of your head. As you are about to cum like you have never cum before, I stop my actions. The look of frustration and dismay that fills your face is in itself a turn on.

Propping myself up on a pile of soft pillows at the head of the bed, I sit comfortably and watch you squirm. You look delightful in that shear black body suit, all bound up in coils and coils of soft white cotton rope. Straining against the gag, struggling vainly to try and find any slack at all in the unforgiving bondage that you find yourself in. if looks could kill I would be in serious trouble right about now.

Your eyes seem to be demanding that I finish you off. Not just yet my love, not just yet. Reaching over to the bad side table I pick up a feather duster and a small riding crop. Getting up off of the bed I slowly walk around to the foot of the bed. Your feet present an inviting target for my duster, your pussy and breasts a target for the crop.

"Do you want me to untie you now"? I whisper into your ear. "mmmm", you reply. "Can�t seem to understand you lover. Ah well", I said, "that this was going to be a long one. Perhaps you would like me to bring out the video camera and tape you all bound up like this. Record you begging me to finish you off. What a deliciously evil thought."

You cannot but see a flash come into my eyes as I walk over to the closet. Stopping before I reach my destination, I slowly turn towards you and say, "I think that I will just leave you like this for awhile yet to wriggle around. Just remembered that I need batteries for the camera".

With that I walk out of the room. Moments later you hear the front door open then close, the click of the dead bolt fills the air. You are alone. "wonder how long he will be"? you think. "This is hopeless".

"..what�s next..hummmmmmmmm??"



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