"Ok, ok, so I left you all gagged and bound to the chair", said Nancy. "Have you come for a bit of revenge"? "You bet", I say. "What goes around comes around".

Nancy gives me that famous look of hers, turns on her heals and disappears into her bedroom. Within a short time she reappears wearing a black body stocking. "I know what you like Toddy and you have one shot at this so make it count"! "But remember I did finally untie you you know". "I know. Just lie down on the floor, cross your wrists behind your back and relax".

Nancy complies and without being asked places her ankles tightly together. A smile comes across her face as she snuggles into position.

A six foot length of white cotton rope is expertly and very tightly round around her wrists. I make sure to pull the rope tight after each turn. Nancy groans as the rope is cinched up and several very tight and effective knots are applied. Make no mistake, this bondage is going to be as inescapable as I can possibly make it.

Her slim ankles get my full attention next. A 12 foot piece of rope is looped around and around Nancy�s ankles. I make it as tight as I dare, again she lets out a moan as I cinch the works TIGHT! The knots are placed between her ankles so as to make them invisible and impossible to reach. We are going to need a knife to cut her loose that is for sure.

Nancy�s knees feel the rope next. This time 18 feet of the white cotton rope is used. Like her ankles her knees are so tightly bound as to offer no movement what so ever. With one hand I lift her ankles up. Gently I tickle the soles of her nyloned feet. A short piece of string is wrapped around her big toes making it impossible for Nancy to move her feet.

I brought a pole with me, 2" in diameter and a little over 6� in length. The pole is placed under her wrist bonds and positioned evenly over her back. A long piece of rope is used to bring her elbows right up tight against the pole. Naturally cinching is used to lash her elbows to the pole. Standing back she is starting to look as if she is a part of the pole.

With a short length of rope Nancy�s ankles are fastened to the pole. Next her knees are tightly bound to the pole as are her wrists. A long length of rope is looped in two and round around her slim waist and then lashed to the pole. I place my foot against her body as I pull up on the rope so tight that the rope presses up into her belly. The rope is tied off at the small of her back and with the remaining 3 feet or so I bring it between her legs. A satisfied look comes across Nancy�s face as I place the rope tight up against her clit.

There she lies. Elbows, wrists, waist, knees and ankles tied ever so tightly and neatly to the post. It looks tight. It is tight. To test her tremendous bondage I run my fingers up her body starting at her bound toes and working my way slowly up her tightly bound body.

"How�s that"? I ask. "Crap it�s tight! Were you done up this well"? "Oh yes", I reply. "How do you like it? I�ll think I�ll watch a little TV while you struggle. Good luck"!

Nancy has never been tied up before, let alone in a manner such as this. Much to my delight she puts up a fight as she truly does try to escape her bondage. Alas, it is hopeless.

After about an hour of watching Nancy struggling on the floor I decide it is time to put a little scare into her. After all turn around is fair play is it not?

I brought along several pairs the old pantyhose that Nancy had so skillfully used to gag me. Opening her mouth I stuffed two pairs of the silky material in her. A third pair is wrapped around her head and between her teeth. With a fourth pair Nancy�s head was bound to the pole. A fifth pair of hose is used to blindfold my lovely captive fastening her head to the pole.

Nancy squirmed as I ran my hands up over her bound feet, up her legs and to her crotch. Trying to escape my touch she rolls over onto her back, exposing her breasts. I bend over and kiss her hardened nipples. She is enjoying this!

"Now lets see how you display my love", Nancy murmurs though her gag, her face tuns beet red, sweat pours down her cheeks, I can hear her heart pounding. What a sight!

Bending over I lift Nancy up off the floor and carry her to the door. She lets out a groan as the door opens and I carry her down the apartment building hallway to the elevator. I place her bound up body up against the back of the elevator and press the lobby button. She knows her situation is hopeless but that does not stop her from putting up a fight with the ropes. It looks as if she is at war with her bondage and is loosing!

Luckily the lobby is empty, I lift Nancy up in my arms and carry her out the door and onto the street. Nobody notices as I place her flat in the back of my van. I climb into the van and shut the door. A loud groan comes out from under Nancy�s gag as I start up the van and start to drive.

I pick a mall that is a good hour drive from Nancy�s apartment. It is a nice day, the birds are singing, the van is clean and I have a full tank of gas. And oh, a tied up lady on the floor of my van, squirming and trying to dislodge her gag or at least her blindfold with no success! Nancy turns over on her back and I glance back to see that her nipples are still hard as rocks. My my...what a statement she is making.

Finally we arrive at the mall. It is a Saturday and I have a bit of trouble finding a parking spot. At last we are stopped. Leaving my seat, I go to the back of the van and touch Nancy on the crotch. Just as I had suspected she was soaking wet! Nibbling her ear I whispered that I would be back in a couple of hours. I must admit that her reaction made my lap buddy sit up and take notice. Yikes...good thing I am wearing a coat.

Knowing that Nancy�s situation is hopeless (she had been struggling for over two hours by now), I take my time at let her suffer in her ropes on the van floor. Good thing the windows are tinted, but she does not know that. Ouuuuuuuuuuuu....what a bastard I am!!...arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

When I finally return to the van it is obvious the Nancy is more that a little frustrated. Her hair is all matted, there is sweat covering her entire body and the mewing from that gagged mouth!..Oh my. Shutting the door I proceed to kiss her nyloned body from head to toe. Her neck is salty from her workout. The juices from her pussy are soaked up by my tongue. She squirms and moans as I kiss her legs and feet. Nancy is a ticklish one to be sure.

No, I am not going to untie you or even take off your gag and blindfold. You and the wife made sure that I stayed all tied up for 48 hours so you are going to get some of your own medicine back. Besides, your legs are tied straight out so you are in a much more comfortable position that I was. And I was naked you are not. My thinking is to hang Nancy in a public place, a park perhaps. Yes of course, hanging from a swing set. I would enjoy watching Nancy swinging back and forth, tied to a pole in public. I know just the place!

The park I have chosen is a small playground near Nancy�s apartment. Perhaps she will meet someone she knows! The thought of it excites me. I will probably never get an other opportunity like this one and I intend to make the most of it.

It takes a good hour to drive back from the mall and to the park. By this time Nancy had been tied to that pole most of the afternoon...about 5 or 6 hours. "Want to be untied"? "Mufffff", comes the reply. I park the van on a side street just across from the park. It will be dark in a few more hours and it is my intention to do a little tickle torture on Nancy until then. Her blindfold and gag are removed. I cannot resist and kiss her deeply on the mouth. To my surprise she gives me her tongue. Me thinks she is horny! Pressing up against her body I give her my utmost attention. We spend a marvelous two hours, me exploring her body, she lapping up the attention and begging me to stop.

As soon as it gets dark I regag and blindfold Nancy. She does not protest as she has resigned herself to her situation. Nancy knows damn well that she is going to stay tied up until I have finished with her, and I am no where near done!

Opening the van door, I lift Nancy�s tightly bound body out of the vehicle and carry her to a swing set that is situated in the middle of the park. The post that Nancy is bound to has sturdy eyelet�s screwed into both ends. Rope is fastened to each of these eyelet�s. The rope attached to the top of the post is thrown over the top of the swing bar and pulled up until she is about two feet off the ground. The rope is long enough to be tied off at the eyelet. The bottom part of the pole is tied in an identical manner so now Nancy is tied in a vertical position two feet off of the ground. Some kid would have a ball using her as a swing I think. To test the bondage I give her a push and she swings back and forth, her breasts hanging down, nipples erect. It won�t be long before her juices start to drip down on the gravel underneath. Lovely!!

With a final kiss on her cheek and one more pass with my hands over her incredibly well bound body, I turn and walk to the van. I note with a great deal of satisfaction Nancy�s obvious state of discomfort as she hears the van start up and I drive away. Hum... looks like rain, too bad.

Being blindfolded and gagged so well as not to be able to communicate, Nancy is unaware that I have parked just down the block and have quietly walked up to where she is swinging like mad. I can see tears run down her face and onto the ground. Laying down on the ground I can see that her pussy is dripping and her chest is heaving. A more determined effort to escape I have not seen. Nancy�s head is turning widely trying to dislodge her gag and blindfold. It is no use, I have done her as well if not better than my wife and her did me. She left me tied and helpless now it is her turn.

Her toes are wriggling like crazy and her fingers are searching for the knots that hold her so securely. Finally she gives up and just hangs there limp. It is starting to rain quite heavily now and Nancy is getting soaked. Good. I used fresh cotton rope and it should shrink to make the bondage even tighter. Before light I will take her home..still tied up of course...but she is going to stay the night like that. And like was done to me...she is going to have to beg someone else to release her...perhaps a lesbian nanny that I happen to know. Nancy being straight, this will be pure torture! Especially as she knows this nanny and has ridiculed her in past.

Nancy finally did get untied and by the other nanny that used to work for me. (At least I think it was).A video was taken of her in her bondage and she made incredible sounds as she begged to be untied.(as it turned out Nancy really did not want to be untied!) She was not harmed in any way but she was the center of attention at the nanny gathering. What could she do? I must say she was a good sport about it and I did cover her up when the party started. Great fun was had feeding her and teasing her. "What�s the matter Nancy, why can�t you get up and get the food yourself ? Why are your toes tied up? Why are you rubbing your nose on the floor? Can�t scratch it? Show us what you are wearing. Is it a pretty dress you have on? Come on show us!"

You get the picture!

The best part was when we put her on the coffee table and placed our cold drinks on her. Because she didn�t want to spill she was forced to lie perfectly still. By this time the blanket that I had used to cover her was long gone. Nancy was a little embarrassed by the crotch rope and the nylon body suit, but she soon got over it. When she realised that most of the people in the room were getting a little excited just looking at her, she played it up a little. It was all meant to be in good taste and fun and we were all carefull to keep her safe.

Oh, the coffee table top was made out of a thick glass, strong enough to support Nancy�s weight. We had great fun looking up at her from underneath the table. I don�t think she was too happy with me but crap she looked hot! There was a small pool of wet on the table top where she was pressing her crotch. Guess she wanted some relief.

When the party ended I tried to untie her but she turned her wrists away. Nancy was ungagged and comfortable so I left her tied on the coffee table. I talked to her the next evening by telephone and she seemed fine so I guess there was no harm done. How and by who�s hand untied her is a mystery to me. Wonder if it was the same person that had their hands all over me when I was tied, gagged and blindfolded...

Nancy and I talked about tying up the wife next time. Now that would be fun. Have to think of a position that she can hold for a week. Have half a mind to keep her staked out in the back yard with no clothes on and a vibrator fastened up inside her.......we shall see...get her back for the time that she hogtied me naked in the back yard for the night! My wrists were tight up against my ankles that time and I was left until morning.....but that is another story.



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