Selfbondage: F- Lisa’s Hidden Pastime – Part One

Please treat this lightly. It’s a lighthearted fictional tale, so don’t dissect every detail of the restraints or devices too closely. I proofread it several times, but never managed a flawless pass because I tweaked some details here and there along the way. This is perhaps my fifth erotic story, so consider me an amateur rather than a pro. Lastly, as a guy, if I messed up any bits regarding female anatomy, please forgive me.

As always, don’t take anything I write about literally; it’s likely life-threatening and definitely dangerous. It really isn’t worth the risk—just avoid doing it yourself. Edit: In accordance with the rules, I tweaked a few words to ensure ‘torture’ describes pleasure rather than pain. The word rape is used, but in its non-violent sense… so I hope that’s acceptable.

I hope you enjoy! Thanks for reading.:gag: Lisa’s Hobby by Kerrathul

Then, she released her grip. All doubt vanished from her mind as helplessness washed over her. Lisa stood in the center of a chilly concrete basement room, her ankles shackled to the floor and spread apart by bars at both her ankles and knees. Her wrists were secured in leather cuffs, with arms bound together behind her back using soft leather straps. A rope connected to her wrists ran through a series of pulleys up to the weight she had just let go. One specific pulley ensured the weight descended safely and slowly. Lisa felt the heavy load gently pulling her bound arms upward, forcing her to bend forward in place. As she did so, the rope tied to her head harness began drawing her head back until she was fully bent over, head held up while her chest formed a pleasing arch. The pull from the hood’s attached rope pressed the thick cock gag deeper into her mouth, pushing down on her tongue and filling her mouth completely. Looking straight ahead through the hood’s eye patches, which blocked out all light despite the basement being well-lit, she saw only darkness.

With the weight hitting the floor with a soft thud, a switch flipped and a small electric motor started tightening the twine leading to her nipples. The attached clover clamps began biting and pulling until the motor took up all slack in the line. Her tight corset pressed firmly against her midsection, causing her breasts to bulge outward from the ribbed cotton fabric. The clamps greedily drew her breasts forward via their nipples until the twine formed a forty-five-degree angle. In response to this lifted arm position, her back arched strongly while her hips turned slightly, exposing her sex completely. Deep within her rear end, the three-inch-wide plug felt as though it might slip out; its large flared edge pressed hard against the inner sphincter wall. However, the leather harness kept it securely in place. Pressed firmly against her swollen clit was a bullet vibrator nestled inside a jelly toy featuring small ticklers that stimulated the sensitive skin around her clit. Finally, a metal box mounted on a hinged platform aimed a long steel pole toward her. At its tip, a massive black cock buried itself deeply within her. This metal box actually served as a thrusting mechanism that would begin to fuck her in just minutes. Lisa had inserted the cock so deep inside while standing that she felt it pressing against her cervix. Bent over in this posture, she felt more open than when upright and sensed the cock sliding even deeper as her back arched into position. Silently, Lisa prepared herself for the machine to start its work. It was the largest cock she had ever tried, but after experimenting with it in bed for several nights, she believed she could handle it.

Discomfort began to settle in: a dull ache in her legs, a hot burn in her nipples, and a stretched sensation in her neck. Right on schedule, noise-canceling headphones clicked on inside her ears, blocking out ambient sound. She no longer heard the tapping of heels against thigh-high leather boots as she adjusted her feet or the quiet whoosh of cars passing outside. At low volume, Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata began playing within her headsets. As she moaned, the headphones acted like earplugs, amplifying her own voice internally. She had intended for the music to help calm her into submission under the bondage, but hearing her own moans made her impatient; her pussy uncontrollably gripped the large cock inside her. Anxiety started creeping in as she breathed in short gasps around her gag, drool escaping and dripping onto the floor. Instinctively, she struggled against her bonds, suddenly terrified of what the machine might do to her with such a big cock positioned there. Her anus clamped tightly around the plug by its one-inch narrow neck, forcing the thick three-inch flange deeper inside. A quiet sob escaped her lips around the gag, amplified in her head due to the absolute silence created by the headphones. She began pulling at her legs, desperately trying to shift her abdomen away from the big cock resting deeply within her, but the tight harness holding both her anal plug and clit vibe was secured with heavy chains to walls on either side, restricting almost all movement. The machine—her partner for the night—sat on a hinged platform that moved up and down easily, keeping the huge cock inside regardless of how she squirmed. After many attempts and much practice, Lisa became completely helpless in her bonds.

Thoughts raced through her mind regarding those watching behind three webcams recording her struggle. The hood made identifying her difficult, but was it difficult enough? The quiet piano music forced into her ears began to unnerve her, tears forming under the hood. Her pussy tightened further, making the cock feel enormous now. Though she had practiced many times with both machine and cock, she wondered what possessed her going this deep without drama. Without warning, the computer recording her struggle turned on the vibrator for her clit while feeding video to a dozen or so anonymous viewers. She gasped as the harness pressed the bullet almost painfully hard against her sensitive flesh. As it vibrated, she knew soon the machine would start fucking her pussy, but whether it lasted long and how intensely depended entirely on chance. All she knew was that in this position, it would dive in at least another inch before stopping. She felt the bullet vibe changing intensity in a maddening pattern ranging from slow and hard to an exquisite buzz—a random selection of behavior by the computer. As the vibrator worked her sensitive clit, anxiety slowly washed away replaced by burning desire heightened further by nipple pain. Soon, soft moans filled her ears rather than sobs.

After two agonizing minutes, her pussy was so wet around the cock that juices started leaking down her legs. The webcam capturing her lower half watched as the bullet vibe tormented her clit without allowing release. Lisa grew desperate and confused about why the big black cock wasn’t fucking her yet. The vibrator continued mercilessly until Lisa burned with need to be fucked, prompting her to rock forwards and backwards against the huge cock. This worked similarly to previous attempts at escaping the pressure, but even slight motion caused waves of satisfaction. Her moans grew much louder—a special treat for the audience who could hear everything thanks to an expensive studio mic near her head. After several more burning minutes trying to fuck her with its own movement, Lisa noticed the first movement of the sonata nearing completion.

Now Lisa knew something was off. Six minutes felt far too long for the computer to wa

It was time to turn on the machine, but right now she couldn’t be bothered with why. Her entire body felt like it was burning up as the vibe teased her with its constantly shifting vibrations. Lisa needed to cum more than she had in a long while. The cameras, the clamps, and the fear of such a massive cock were driving her mad as her inhibitions melted away; she bucked against her bonds, trying to fuck that huge phallus.

As the sonata finally wound down, suddenly Lisa heard a woman’s voice inside her head.

“Hello, Lisa.”

Lisa froze. She recognized the voice, and it was one of the last ones she wanted to hear while in such a wanton, exposed state. It was Yuki, her backup release who would free her if everything went wrong. Lisa stood frozen in place, paralyzed yet reeling from lust. The vibrator continued its work, unaware of her dilemma.

“I always wondered why you asked me to come over so often given that we don’t exactly get along, and I never understood why you seemed almost high every time I did. You know, Lisa, I was convinced you were some kind of drug addict who got lonely when your head was in the clouds. So, I decided to check things out a few weeks ago, and now I see it all clearly. I know how much you love your self-bondage, and after doing some research and watching one of your shows online, I realize you’ve gone to great lengths to ensure that if you’re stuck in these positions, you won’t have a clue for how long.

“So, because I’m such a good friend, I’ve decided to tweak your schedule here.”

Yuki’s silky voice invaded Lisa’s ears as though they were being violated. The phrase “good friend” was dripping with sarcasm, causing Lisa to feel a twinge of anger beneath her fear. Lisa had never given control over to another person before, let alone someone as mean-spirited as Yuki. Her mind raced; she had written the limits into the program herself, so even if she didn’t know how long she would remain in place, she knew it wouldn’t exceed one hour.

“Also, I invited some of my friends to watch instead of your usual group of anonymous viewers. They don’t know you, of course, but I do, and I’m watching you too.”

Lisa’s pussy gripped the black cock even tighter. Yuki was her backup release, but not a trusted friend. Lisa had chosen Yuki because she knew Yuki would eventually free her—and mock her for being foolish, perhaps even ridicule her—but never expose her to the public. Yuki had too much fun holding that secret over her head to go public with it. Thus, Yuki was the perfect backup release candidate because the fear and shame of Yuki discovering her were immense. Now, not only had this happened, but the bitch found a way to shame Lisa without revealing her identity.

“So I hope you enjoy this fucking session. To help you out, I made a little solo recording for myself… So you’d have something to listen to while you wait.”

Lisa could hear Yuki moaning as loudly and sexily as she could in the recording…

“Thinking about that huge black cock pounding you from behind… I wanted you to hear me cumming just as hard as I can on my own cock at home… While you are being fucked as hard as this machine allows. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.”

Yuki let out a little giggle, and with a click, Lisa was alone in her head once more.

The dildo buried deep in her pussy felt larger than ever as fear gripped her heart. The vibrator kept buzzing her tortured, swollen clit, driving her insane. She struggled against her bonds with genuine terror now; Lisa had never even turned the machine up that high before. It was possible that the program would randomly select maximum intensity, but it was very unlikely.

Suddenly she heard a noise. Was she alone? There was a rustle, then a faint buzzing sound. She listened intently, wondering what else could go wrong. Listening closely, she heard breathing and moans. This was Yuki’s gift to her. The volume of the recording had been set so that it sounded much louder and more realistic in Lisa’s head than the piano music.

After a few minutes of listening to Yuki warm up with a vibrator, there was a pause, followed by some rustling. Then came several liquid squishing sounds as Yuki started moaning louder in the recording.

Without warning, the cock quickly withdrew from Lisa’s pussy until it felt like only the head remained past her lips. Lisa gasped, her juices flowing down her thighs now. After a few moments, the cock slowly began to re-enter her pussy. Lisa squirmed and moaned against it, trying desperately to get away. The pain in her nipple clamp sites flared up as the clamps bit harder while her breasts shook and pulled at their bonds.

Relentless, the cock kept driving inside her—slow and steady—filling her completely. Eventually, it started pressing against the wall inside her, and Lisa’s eyes widened under her blindfold as it continued to push.

“Mmmmm!!!”, she screamed around the gag buried in her mouth, but the dildo kept pushing forward with such force that it was literally moving her body ahead within its harness. Lisa began to clench her teeth as suddenly she felt something inside shift; the cock popped and dove deeper still, painfully filling her more than she thought possible.

Once the dildo was as deep as it could go, Lisa felt her body stretching forward against the harness with all the strength her thighs could muster. The wide part of the three-inch plug in her ass pulled hard against her sphincter. The cock stayed motionless now, painfully filling Lisa to the brink of sobbing.

Had Yuki lied about putting it on maximum just to scare her? With a snap, the motors attached to her nipple clamp units kicked in again, pulling out all the slack on the twine so that the clamps bit down even harder. Lisa let out a squeak of pain.

The moans in her ears were now clear and loud. Yuki wasn’t kidding about going all-out for her pleasure. “Oh god… Oh God!!!… Mmmmmmmmm”. Lisa could tell Yuki was holding herself close to an orgasm for as long as possible. Her moans and screams sounded very real.

After a few more minutes of struggling against being impaled by the huge cock, Lisa discovered that listening to Yuki’s moans helped distract her enough to calm down. “Mmmm MMMMmmm!!! Oh God NnnnnnnNNNNN yesss… MMMMMMMM” filled Lisa’s ears.

Eventually, her pussy’s resistance against the massive dildo inside seemed to wane, and she somehow convinced her anxious twitching muscles to allow the invader to settle deep within. As her relaxation technique began to calm the sensations in her full pussy, she felt the plug in her ass slowly start to slip out as her anal muscles relaxed too. She was pressed so deeply into the harness that it started pulling the plug halfway out of her rear.

Lisa closed her eyes and tried to focus on Yuki’s passionate moans as the thick part of the plug slowly stretched her abused anus, stretching her to the brink.

After a few more minutes of Yuki’s impassioned screams working on her consciousness, her pussy finally began to accept the cock fully and enjoy having such an enlarged head buried so deep inside. Her pussy relented and began to rhythmically squeeze the dildo pleasurably, all while twitching in spasms due to the ongoing torture of the vibrator.

She wondered what toys Yuki was using on herself to be moaning so loudly. Yuki had said she had a cock, but Lisa could clearly hear vibrating as well. She wondered if Yuki liked bondage or pain.

Listening so closely to Yuki’s moans had put Lisa in a trance-like state where eventually all she could feel was the vibrator rubbing her clit, her stretched ass, and her pussy uncontrollably clenching on its invaders. The burning pain from her nipple clamp sites enhanced these erotic sensations as the even tighter twine caused the metal to bite down without mercy.

After another ten minutes, the last of Lisa’s anxiety melted away as she became lost in Yuki’s delicious moans.

Yuki’s voice began to change as she became unable to hold herself on the brink of cumming any longer. “Oh God yes, fuck me. Fuck me! Fuck me! Yes!”

With this, Lisa felt the cock inside her begin to move again, slowly pulling itself out.

As she felt the texture on it slither past her lips. Suddenly, when about halfway out, it rammed hard back inside her as deep as before. Lisa let out a screaming moan as her pussy gripped the cock inside her. Her anus was now gripping tightly the plug devouring the three inch flange again. The cock began to pull out again and again rammed back inside her. All of the tension was back, her pussy gripped the cock until she could feel every contour and engraved vein. Her breasts bounced against the force and the pain in her nipples caused her to scream in agony. Yuki’s rhythmic moans filled her ears with her own as the cock started to pound Lisa’s pussy in a slow rough fucking. Lisa’s pussy began quivering uncontrollably, and after only a few more powerful thrusts, Lisa finally came screaming into the mic, her juices squirting down her boots and on the hard concrete floor. Lisa’s body began to shudder as the cock continued to pound her by slowly withdrawing and then forcefully ramming back as deep as possible. Lisa felt another sudden orgasm building on top of the previous one and it hit her body like a rushing tidal wave. A tingling sensation covered her entire skin and Lisa was starting to see stars now in the darkness as her pussy quivered against her attacker. Uncontrollably, Lisa screamed again around the cock deep in her mouth as her pussy gripped the cock hard and came yet again. Lisa tried desperately to take some deep breaths but the corset prevented anything other than shallow gasps. In her ears, she could hear Yuki was fucking her cock ferociously, yet somehow still holding herself on the brink. Her screams and moans for release filled Lisa’s ears. After another dozen hard rams into Lisa’s abused cunt, Yuki’s voice began to get higher and higher. In response, the ramming in Lisa’s pussy became even harder and faster than before. But somehow Yuki was holding herself back, taunting Lisa over the headphone. “MMMm… Noo.. Not done! It’s gonna fuck you so hard!!! I need to cum so bad Lisa!! MMMMmmm but I’m gonna Ooooo make it FUCK YOU!! AAAAaA!! Need to CUM ON THIS FUCKING COCK!!!” The black phallus continued to pound Lisa’s pussy relentlessly, now in a solid and constant rhythm. Lisa felt her pussy walls grip the cock as hard as they could as another orgasm built inside her like an explosion. Lisa wasn’t sure if she could take much more as, Yuki started screaming “I’m cumming! I’m cumming! I’m… FUCK YES AAAHHH!!”. As the screams of Yuki’s cumming filled her ears, Lisa came again on the huge cock screaming as hard as she could with each shallow breath. Finally, the machine started to slow down it’s blurring speed but continued fucking her abused cunt. Lisa was exhausted and shaking uncontrollably. Once it slowed to a crawl, Yuki had seen fit to give Lisa a dozen or so more slow and hard rams. Tired as she was, these final thrusts still made her moan loudly and buck against her attacker. Lisa felt like a wanton cunt, completely humiliated. Once it stopped completely, all that was left in her ears was Yuki gasping for air saying “fucking yes.. mmmm…”. Once the recording finally stopped, Lisa stood shivering in the middle of the room, completely spent and entirely oblivious to the people Yuki had invited to watch her. This was more intense than any self-bondage she had ever done before, and there would be time to worry about Yuki’s plans and friends later. For now, she enjoyed the afterglow of being completely helpless and fully used. Lisa’s drool now flowed freely from her cock gag to the floor. Her juices now cold on the inside of her thighs, glistened in the lighting. As Lisa began to recover, she felt the plug in her ass was comfortably deep inside her again, probably pulled in as she came over and over. The cock was now half in, half out of her, resting. Yuki must have programmed for the motors to release the tension on her nipple clamp as they now hung freely below her. The only discomfort came from her bonds now. Her shoulders ached from being lifted up and her thighs were shaking. Lisa wondered how long her rope would last now that Yuki’s program was done fucking her brains out with her own devices. But this is how Lisa likes feeling: used and left to suffer in bondage. Yuki’s plan couldn’t ruin her mood. Standing in the middle of the cold basement, her abused pussy and ass on display to strangers, her muscles screaming for release. Here she could only focus on the pain and helplessness. After another twenty minutes of discomfort, the rope holding her arms up began to release. She took it slowly, feeling the muscles in her shoulders scream at being allowed to move. Slowly, she stood upright, feeling the big cock slide around in her abused cunt. Now that the rope was slack, her wrists were free. Bending her hands upwards, she grasped the knots that held together the straps which held her arms together. After a few minutes of pulling at the knots, she was able to free her arms from the spider web of leather straps. After a few stretches and moans, she slowly grasped the left nipple clamp. Shivering, Lisa breathed out all the air in her lungs and pinched the body of the clamp releasing it. She gasped and screamed into her hood, half in agony and half enjoying the last bits punishment. She repeated the same ritual for the right nipple clamp as the webcams silently watched. Next, she bent over to release the spreader bar on her knees and feet, and unshackle her ankles from the floor. She then slowly removed the rest of the cock from her pussy and gently lowered the steel pole. Still hooded, she knew that the computer was straight and left of where she was on display. The first order of business was to stop the transmission of the webcams before she lost her anonymity. She walked carefully over to the computer, felt behind it and flipped the power switch. Finally, Lisa could take off her blindfold, hooded, and wireless headphones. After the short thick cock was removed from her mouth, she stretched her jaw and blinked as her eyes got used to the bright room. The room was lit very brightly by studio quality lights so that the cameras could pick up every detail. Even though this was not a normal session in her self-bondage, she looked around the empty room with satisfaction that she had pulled off such an intense session. Reaching behind her, Lisa released the knot that was holding her corset against her flesh and released her torso from it’s constriction. Thin red lines were burned into her skin where the ribs of the corset had constricted her. Finally, she sat down at the computer desk to remove the thigh high boots. She felt the large plug in her ass dive deeper inside as she sat on it, filling her up until it was poking her inside. After the boots were off, she stood up again and admired her used body in the mirror. Her nipples were a strong red color and the lines across her midsection look like a tiger’s stripes. Her thighs had a distinct red ring where the boots clasped them tightly and above the ring the remains of her dry juices were clear on her skin. In the circular hole that exposed her sex, Lisa’s pussy lips were almost purple from the beating they took from the fucking machine. She fingered herself cautiously to see if she was hurt, but it seemed that she was only sore and tender. Lisa reached for her robe on the hook from the wall and after putting it on, tightened the soft belt around her waist. The harness and plug would remain with her another twenty-four hours, to keep the feeling going as long as possible. Standing in the doorway to her basement studio, Lisa took one more look at the mess she had made and flicked off the light. She always cleaned up in the morning. On her way up the stairs she decided to make a nice up of tea before going to bed. She flicked on the lights to the kitchen and saw the kettle was already on the stove steaming and a teacup with a bag sitting on the counter next to it. A faint and sinister gig

gling wandered over from the living room.