a girlfriend's weekend in bondage - part one
Hi all! I'm a 21-year-old athletic guy, and my girlfriend is also 21 and just as fit. We both adore bondage, taking turns tying each other up. Let's just…
Hi all! I’m a 21-year-old athletic guy, and my girlfriend is also 21 and just as fit. We both adore bondage, taking turns tying each other up. Let’s just say this weekend I really wanted to have fun being the Dom! Here we go…
(I’ll be posting separate updates for each day of this amazing event, so please feel free to leave your comments since it’s my first time writing a true story and I hope I haven’t missed any details:). )
So here was the weekend I’d been anticipating. I planned on keeping my girlfriend in bondage all weekend, but the best part is she has no idea! I had the day off, went to the gym for a couple of hours, then sat on the sofa watching TV. Then my phone rang—it was her saying she was heading home. I’d been looking forward to that call for hours (ha). About 10 minutes after the call, I texted her to say I had a surprise and asked her to come into the garage rather than using the front door.
I heard her pull up; I was hiding in the big garage where there are plenty of spots. Her car door opened, and all I could hear were the clicks of 6-inch high heels walking toward the garage entrance. She walked in saying, “Hello babe, you there?” I waited until she shut the garage door before running behind her, grabbing her arms, and pulling them back. As I covered her mouth, she screamed. Then I whispered in her ear, “Now you will do everything I say; this weekend is about what I want, not you.” She nodded as I removed my hand from her mouth. Immediately, I shoved our biggest ball gag into it and tightened the strap! She mumbled because it was tighter than ever before, then signaled she needed to wash up. Since we were in the garage, I told her to strip off while I got the hose to rinse her down with cold water, making it clear that if she made any noise, she’d get whipped and left out there overnight!
After a few minutes of hosing her down, I told her to put on her high heels and a collar. Once she did, I took some rope, tied her elbows behind her back, and started playing with her C-cup breasts, slowly rubbing her nipples. Every so often as I rubbed them, she would moan through the gag. Then she grabbed my cock and began stroking it. As I pinched and pulled up on her nipples, she screamed through the gag while I pushed her to her knees. I removed the ball gag, rammed my hard cock into her mouth, and she slowly sucked as I neared climax. Grabbing her hair, I forced her deeper until I came; she swallowed and said, “Thank you, sir.”
I then had her walk naked in her 6-inch heels back into the house so we could decide what sexy clothes she wanted to wear. She finally chose her favorite bright red bra with a matching thong.
Once dressed, I brought her to our backroom (where most of our bondage fun happens), pushed her to the floor, and tied each ankle to her thigh. Then attached those ankles to a spreader bar, tying some rope from the center ring up to her wrists. I put on the ball gag harness and secured it to the center hook so she couldn’t move but still looked incredibly sexy. “I’ll be back for you later,” I said. Before leaving, I rubbed and flicked her clit before turning on our camera so we could leave the room and watch from outside—she was never unsupervised.
I sat watching TV for a couple of hours before returning to find my girlfriend delighted and relieved. As I removed the harness, I said it was time she got a little reward. She nodded, so I went behind her and rubbed her clit until she got wetter and wetter. Then I moved to the other side of the room where there was a box my girlfriend had never seen before. “What’s that?” she asked. “It’s my box of goodies that I’ll be using on you this weekend,” I replied.
I pulled out a blindfold, placed it over her eyes, and got out the vibrator, plugging it in and turning it on. My girlfriend looked unsure about what was coming next.
I then rammed the vibrating tip against her clit and left it there for a minute. As her breathing grew heavier, I fetched some Chinese nipple clamps and attached them to each nipple. She let out a yell. “Are you going to cum for me?” she asked. Please can I cum please sir,” she replied.
I answered yes, then pulled the vibrator away from her clit and rammed my cock back into her mouth as she groaned with disappointment. Going deeper down her throat this time, I came again, removed my cock, put the ball gag back in, and pulled off the nipple clamps one by one. As soon as they were off, I pinched both of them.
She let out a loud muffled groan through the gag, then slapped her face a few times.
I left the room for about an hour; it was around 11 pm. I untied her legs but kept her hands tied, pulled her up, and dragged her to our bedroom where I tied her hands above her head to the bed frame (though she could move them down if she wanted) and tethered one ankle to the bottom of the bed. That’s where she stayed for the rest of the night.
Part 2 (Saturday) will be coming by mid-week!