Rewriting Last Night's Bondage Session for My Master

I’ve been told to share this here as part of my duties to my Master (Keymaster), and I need to include the Carlilock voting link. If you enjoy it, feel free to vote on my chaisty session with him. … J2eHdzYzw=

L is supposed to finish work at 7pm; she’ll walk home like usual, taking the same route every day. I know this because when she works until 11pm, I usually meet her on the way up and we walk back together. Anyway, this was one of her fantasies, but she didn’t realize it would happen tonight. After all, I did tell you that I’d get payback for her messaging me from my account while trying to convince you to keep me incarcerated for a long time.

Earlier in the day, I visited a friend to borrow one of his vans overnight so I could take revenge on her poor, helpless body before it was abused. He agreed to let me use it but had no clue what I really needed it for. I waited for L, and right on schedule she started walking up the road, dressed in all black with a mask on. I jumped out at her and bundled her into the back of the van. I put a hood over her head, got her arms behind her back and handcuffed them; by then she was screaming and kicking. I had to quiet her down quickly just in case anyone passed by—we’re lucky we live in such a quiet village where you might see one or two people after dark if you’re fortunate.

I pulled the hood off temporarily, placed a large ball gag in her mouth, and tied it tight, which helped silence her somewhat. I put the hood back on her head and secured it so she couldn’t take it off no matter what. Finally, I bound her legs to stop them from kicking about, though really I didn’t want her hurting herself by doing so much. By now, she’s crying, thinking the worst even though this is supposed to be a fantasy; she doesn’t know if it’s real or not.

I drove around for a short while so she’d think I was taking her far from our village, adding to her worry as she believes she’s nowhere near home and has no escape. She’ll likely fear that she will be raped and probably killed—a good revenge, I feel—it really scares the crap out of her. After 10 minutes, we get back home. I drag her upstairs into our bondage room. I tie a rope around each wrist, then undo the handcuffs, pulling both ropes together to stretch her arms out wide before tying them off at shoulder height so she can’t lower them.

I untie her legs and unbuckle her trousers, helping her step out of them (trying hard to hide my true voice) or she might get hurt. Still crying, she obeys as instructed. Normally she would be wet by now, but not this time; she is shaking with fear. I spread her legs further apart using the ropes. Now I rip off her top, and she starts crying again. Using scissors, I cut away the rest of her top along with her bra and panties. She’s naked, feeling completely helpless, and fearing the worst. What she doesn’t know is that she is actually safe with no danger at all; once she realizes this, you’ll see why she calls me a bastard.

Her friend S is due to arrive at our house at 8:30pm, so I need to speed things up. It’s amazing how time flies when you’re having fun in a bondage session. I quickly tie some rope around her waist, passing the end back through and under to create a crotch rope. I make sure to catch her pussy lips as it goes over the pulley down to a weight tied off in mid-air so she lifts it with her pussy. She might be wondering why someone who just kidnapped her is doing this instead of raping or killing her; I can hear through the gag that she’s calling out, asking if it’s me—more like begging for an answer.

But she isn’t getting one yet. I put on nipple clamps and tie them to string over a pulley with weights pulling tight, then leave her in the room and slam the door shut for effect. Before leaving, I took her mobile phone downstairs where she couldn’t hear me. Once down there, I called her phone to record an answerphone message: “Hey sweetie, it’s me! Where are you? Are you working late? Don’t forget S is coming round tonight. Give me a call when you get this message. Love you.”

My plan was that when I returned upstairs, I’d put the mobile back and ring it. I slowly walked back into the room; she’s moaning as the weight takes its toll on her poor pussy, but remains upset because she isn’t sure if she is still safe. I push the weight slightly so it shifts against her pussy, making her moan louder as the pain increases with every swing. I take my phone out and ring her mobile again, then fish hers out of her pocket to say loudly enough for her to hear: “Whose SA? Your boyfriend won’t help you know,” just as the call ends.

I let the connection stay open so it records a bit more onto her answerphone before cutting off. Her phone bleeps with a new message. I ring out and put hers on loudspeaker; she hears my earlier recorded message asking where she is and reminding her not to be too late home. Hearing this, she starts crying and shaking again because now she thinks the complete worst: that I am a stranger holding her against her will with no escape and nobody knowing where she is.

I go over and rub her pussy to ease the pain; it was slightly wet but nothing like usual—it’ll probably dry up soon. That happened so fast it’s unreal; it’s just gone 8pm, and I know S will be here any moment, so I have to leave her once more. I remove the weight from her pussy and rub it better for her. She tries to squirm away when I push a few fingers into her pussy, but the ropes stop her going too far.

I pull off the nipple clamps and suck on her nipples; she again tries to pull away in disgust but can’t hide from it. I whisper in her ear that you’ll be getting yours soon, which makes her moans increase once more as she cries. Downstairs, I wait for S to arrive. It doesn’t take long before she comes in looking incredibly fit. I wish so much that I weren’t locked in chaisty and could fuck her as part of our bondage session, but that just isn’t going to happen.

I tell her L is upstairs and has started early. I explain what happened and say she needs to get undressed down to nothing. I asked if she had brought high-heeled shoes as instructed; she pulled them out of her bag, and I smiled, saying good.

I asked S what she liked best, and her reply was simply sucking cock and getting fucked. I was a little disappointed because I could offer neither tonight. I showed her my predicament, and she touched me very carefully before gently licking my balls. I didn’t think it possible to cum while unable to get hard and locked in the cage, but I was wrong; it felt so nice yet so strange all at once. I enjoyed it so much that I forgot Lisa was still upstairs worried about being hurt or even killed.

I told S not to say a word to L—I don’t want her knowing where she is or what’s happening just yet—and made it clear there would be punishment if she gave anything away.

I announced that her first test was seeing if she could escape. I simply tied her arms behind her back at the elbows with one rope and one knot, laid her on the floor, and said I’d be back. I guess I’ve read too many bondage books and watched way too many shows and tutorials in this art form. I can tie anyone up so they cannot escape no matter what; it’s a great talent to have.

Whilst S is squirming around on the kitchen floor, I pop upstairs to check on my stressed-out princess.

I can sense her fear and she must be wondering what I’m waiting for. I give her a few rubs and slap her breasts a couple of times before going back down to see S.

I wasn’t surprised to find her still lying there, unable to get free; I helped her up to her feet and secured her wrists using a looping technique with a cinch so she couldn’t pull her hands apart either. I helped her into her high-heeled shoes and said let’s go play with L. I guided her slowly upstairs into the bondage room, offered her to Lisa, and made her kneel down while instructing her to lick; she got straight to work on L’s pussy. Despite being worried about what would happen to her, she was getting pleasure from it—her moans of fear shifted to pleasure, and she grew wet very quickly, almost forcing her pussy into Sarah’s mouth.

Before she became too pleased, I pulled S away and dragged her over to the opposite side of the room. I needed to mirror the ties there. Within 5 to 10 minutes, Sarah was bound just like L: arms at shoulder height pulled out, legs tied out stretched so now I had two beautiful girls tied up helpless and naked with easy access to their pussies; what more could a man ask for?

I attached the crotch rope to both girls going up to the pulleys and down to the weight. This time they shared the load but I doubled its weight, meaning they must work together to find relief if they fight each other, they will both feel pain. Now I removed the high-heeled shoes from S which dropped her height by a good 3 inches adding to the problem; I must be an evil genius as this worked perfectly with my plan and is the only reason I wanted her to bring high heel shoes.

The fun of watching them fight the weight on tip-toes as high as they can possibly go, then one pulls back to rest her toes while the other is almost pulled off the floor by her pussy. I watched this for at least 15 minutes before thinking it was time to reveal to Lisa where she was. I removed the hood from her head and she looked at me; you could see the look of relief in her face but also anger as she had been truly frightened for her life.

I took out the ball gag from her mouth and gave her a little kiss; her words were just plain and simple: “you fucking bastard.”

I explained that it was her own fault for what happened and that she wasn’t really in much of a position to start debating about it as I was in charge and she remained very firmly tied up. I got the flogger out and flogged S a few times, but not too hard; this was her first time after all. I wanted her to enjoy it and feel the sense of helplessness while feeling pleasure at the same time. I needed her to enjoy her first experience in bondage so she would come back for more, hopefully embracing it into her life.

I headed over to L and swapped the flogger for the whip; she was used to it by now and took it very well, whereas S looked shocked by it and clearly didn’t know what to make of the whipping. I thought they had suffered enough at the hands of the weight so I removed it and the crotch ropes one by one, rubbing their pussies to bring blood flow back and sticking some fingers in to feel how wet they were; surprisingly S was very wet from it and did well getting past the first tie as it was an intense and hard position to handle.

I rewarded her with the magic wand and she had never seen one let alone been tied up and forced to cum on one. Wow what an orgasm from her cute, saved pussy!

I went over to L and let her have some of the wand but allowed no cumming; as I brought her right to the edge of cuming then pulled the wand away she moaned in protest that she was denied the orgasm she so wanted.

I let S down and retied her hands and arms behind her back, laid her on the floor, and gave her fingers fast and hard into her pussy; it didn’t take long before she was cuming again. Normally I would bang my cock into her mouth to make her deep throat but that wasn’t possible tonight; I couldn’t even fuck her due to my chastity which is frustrating yet exciting at the same time.

Whilst S recovered from two very quick orgasms, I untied L’s arms for her relief since she had been tied like that a few hours now and her arms must be hurting. I bent her forward and tied her to the floor hooks.

I lifted Sarah up and backed her up to Lisa forcing Lisa to lick S’s pussy and arse. It wasn’t long before S was getting close to her third orgasm of the night; I went behind Lisa, would normally fuck her now but instead gave her the magic wand—both girls moaning as their pussies got ready to explode and almost on cue they both cum at the same time what Lisa didn’t know is that it was her only orgasm tonight.

I pulled L’s arms back up to the original tie position, shoulder height again; she doesn’t look too impressed by being back in there but that’s not my problem and she can’t do anything about it. Time for the master plan and big finale: L gets her crotch rope back this time with S’s legs as weight.

S is put into a spreader bar, the rope tied to the bar going up around the pulley and back to L’s poor little pussy. Now the only way L doesn’t get pulled onto her toes and off the floor is by Sarah keeping her legs up in the air—not too hard but she will tire after a while needing to lower them to rest; if that were all I did, it would be kind enough.

So out comes the magic wand again vibrating hell out of S’s pussy. She struggles to keep her legs up and every orgasm pulls down hard causing pain and discomfort for L: there’s one, two three come on S—I’m sure we can get yes a fourth and fifth! She is exhausted and can’t take it anymore.

She has spent herself; her game is over so I leave her there on cloud nine not knowing where she is or what really just happened as she keeps pulling down on L’s rope. L shouts at her to keep legs up trying to get her back into the land of living instead of the cum-drunk world she finds herself in presently.

Now if you think I was cruel before with L, you haven’t seen nothing yet; this was just warm-up. I removed her crotch rope and put some feeling back into her pussy. I had a mouth full of wet pussy tasting juices flowing down fast running along legs—she is truly a bondage hoar loving helplessness mixing pain and pleasure—but what she really wants, loves cumming isn’t happening tonight.

I go round behind leaning across putting on the chastity belt over her—a full case covering with holes in right place for toilet use. I make sure snug fit push padlock through clicking it locked whispering ear “now love our problem if keymaster punishes me he punishes too!” Locked into chastity using same lock as mine opened by keys locked box only you have power unlock us.

Looks calls bastard once more knowing two price one must suffer long takes get free. Difference wears work whilst working till Tesco!

Smile giving big kiss moving front rubbing clit best can through metal belt now keeps locked long needs gives back big kisses turns full snog whispers loves amazing night undo ropes help down legs numb standing until gets feeling movement S lay floor still dripping wet not sure what’s happened.

Get blankets get undressed throw onto floor curling together getting warm. Got two amazing girls next sleeping; what a night for us all will never forget long time.

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