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Helpless
By Jennifer B.
I don't have many secrets from my wife but the few I do
have are big ones. You see I am a crossdresser and I love
bondage. I have a pretty good stash of women's clothing,
makeup and even a couple of wigs. But the only time I get
to dress is when my wife is going out for long periods of
time. Such as, going to get her hair done. When she has a
hair appointment she is always gone most of the day. And
Saturday was a hair appointment day. I started planning my
Saturday on Tuesday when she remembered that she had an
appointment. She would be leaving around nine thirty in the
morning so she could get to her appointment by ten. I
planed on being in the shower when she left so I could
start my day clean.
Saturday started just as I planed. I was in the shower when
my wife came in opened the curtain told me she was leaving
and gave me a kiss. Have a good time I said as she turned
and left. Wanting to get started I quickly finished my
shower. Once finished I dried off and wrapped the towel
around my body as if I were a girl and headed for my
clothing.
I kept my clothing hidden in an old suite case in a storage
closet, down in the basement. I brought the case back up to
our room set it on the bed opened it and got started. It
had been a long time since I last had a chance to dress so
I decided to wear my leather dress. It's a rather short
dress and if I do my makeup right I look like a sexy little
vixen ready for a night of fun. And that's just how I
wanted to look.
First I put on my black lace push up bra and put my "C" cup
breast forms in place. Next came a pair of tight panties
that helped hold every thing in place when I would tuck my
member back up between my legs. I pulled out my makeup bag
and started on my face. Like I said it had been quite some
time since the last time I dressed so I was a little out of
practice putting my makeup on. It took longer than I
thought it would and it didn't turn out as nice as I had
hoped. It was a little too heavy but it looked okay.
Next came a pair of fish net stockings that I attached to a
red leather garter belt. My legs would look a lot better if
they were hair less but because my wife knows nothing about
this I cannot shave any thing but my face. I picked up my
dress, slipped it on and zipped it up. I must have gained a
few pounds because it never fit this tight before. All I
had left to do was put on my wig and step into my 5" heels.
I walked over to the mirror to see how I looked. Not as
good as I have looked in the past but I didn't look too
bad. But some thing was missing, then it dawned on me,
lipstick, I had forgot my lipstick. I went back to the
makeup bag, rummaged through it a bit then found my bright
red lipstick. I applied an ample coat to my lips taking
care not to make a mess of my lips. I looked back into the
mirror. I smiled and said that's better.
Now it was time to do a little self-bondage. I pulled two
bundles of rope from my bag of goodies along with a ball
gag and leather collar then headed for the family room. Our
family room was added on to the house and it had two-
finished columns in it, one towards each end of the room. I
put the collar around my neck and once I had the ball gag
in place I stood with my back against one of the columns. I
picked up one of the ropes uncoiled it and started binding
my self to the column.
First I tied my ankles together and ran the rope around the
column, going round and round higher and higher tighter and
tighter until I came to the end of the first rope. The
first rope went from my ankles all the way up to my waist.
My legs were tightly bound to the column and I had more
than a little trouble reaching the other coil of rope still
on the floor. It took me almost three minutes of struggling
before my finger hooked the rope.
I uncoiled the second rope and tied the end around my waist
as tightly as I could. The biggest problem with self-
bondage is you can only do so much. I did my best to wrap
the rope around my torso and the column keeping it as tight
as I could. I had the rope all the way up to my armpits and
still had about three feet of rope left but could barley
move enough to do much more.
I finished my binding by running the rope through the d
ring on the collar and around the column three times before
tying it off. I tried to move around testing my work. The
only thing I could move was my arms the rest of my body was
tightly bound to the column. I put my arms behind me and
pretended like they were tied. I tried to wiggle around as
if I was trying to free myself form the bonds of my
capture. Then I heard a noise at the front door.
I froze and tried to figure out what or who it could be. It
couldn't be my wife this soon. I could hear some thing but
what was it? A key, it was a key unlocking the door! Who
has keys to our front door? We had give back door keys to a
few people for emergencies but the only two front door keys
belonged to my wife and myself. I knew there was no way I
could get untied before whom ever it was would see me but I
was going to try. I was trying to find the end of the rope
when in walked my wife. She dropped the shopping bags that
she had been carrying and her chin about hit the floor.
"What the hell are you doing," she yelled?
I could not answer with the gag in my mouth, all I could do
was continue to try to untie my self. When she noticed that
is what I was trying to do she came over and pushed my
hands away from the rope and said, "Oh no you don't!"
She quickly looked around and spotted the suitcase sitting
on our bed in our room. She went in and looked quickly at
every thing that was there then she found another coil of
rope. She came back in to where I was bound and noticed I
was undoing the buckle on the gag. Before I could get the
gag loose she grabbed my right hand and pulled it behind me
and tied one end of the rope she found to it. Then she
grabbed my other hand and did the same with it. She spent
several minutes wrapping the rope around my wrists binding
them together very securely and finished by wrapping the
rope around me causing my hands to be pined against the
column. There was nothing I could do and since I was gagged
there was nothing I could say. She tied the rope and
stepped back and just looked at me for what seamed like
forever. Then she just shook her head, said nothing but
turned and left. I herd the front door open then close, she
was gone. I pulled against the ropes but between what I had
done and what she had done I couldn't move at all. Unless
she comes back I will be stuck here.
I don't know how long I was there but my mouth was getting
sore, my feet were hurting and my hands had gone numb. I
knew it was getting late because it was starting to get
dark out side. I was beginning to think that she had
decided to just leave me here like this. But then I heard
the front door open, and then close, seconds later my wife
walked back in.
She looked at me and said, "I truly had thought about
coming home, getting my things and leaving." My eyes went
wide and she said, "Yes, I would have left you there just
as you are, but I decided to do some thing else instead.
You may wish I had left you by the time I am finished with
you."
She picked up the bags she dropped earlier and carried them
into the bedroom. I could not move enough to see what she
was doing all I could do was listen. I could hear her
moving a lot of things around but with out being able to
see I had no idea what was going on. About half an hour or
so she came back in and walked right by me on her way into
the kitchen but didn't say anything to me. When she came
back she had a glass of wine in her hand. She turned the TV
on and sat down on the couch.
After a few minutes of flipping channels she looked at me
and asked, "How long were you there before I came home?"
All I could to was mumble into the gag.
"Okay, I guess I can remove that thing for a while."
She came over and roughly undid the buckle and removed the
gag from my mouth. She sat back down took a drink of her
wine and looked at me and said, "Well? Not too long, maybe
fifteen minutes or so. Why are you dressed like this? How
long have you been doing this? Why did you tie your self
up?"
"I have always enjoyed dressing like a woman," I said, "I
don't know why. I have been dressing off and on for most of
my life. I think the first time was when I was about eight
years old. And, I like the feeling of being tied up and
helpless."
"Well you sure as hell are that, helpless that is. Okay
then little miss helpless, open your mouth." She put the
gag back in place and tightened it up extra tight. "There
you are little miss helpless, nice and helpless."
With that she turned and sat back down on the couch and
started watching TV again. About twenty minutes went by
before she even looked at me again, then she asked, "Are
you getting hungry little miss helpless? I know I am."
She got up, walked over to me and looked at my dress then
shook her head. "Looks like you need to loose a few pounds
there little miss helpless. Well I can help you with that!
As of now you are on a crash diet my little miss helpless."
She turned and went into the kitchen and made herself
something to eat, came back sat down and enjoyed her
dinner. As the night went on she finished the bottle of
wine and was getting a bit tipsy.
She watched movies, sipped her wine, and ignored me. By now
I needed to go to the bathroom but couldn't tell her
because I was still gagged. Around midnight she got up
walked over to me and looked into my eyes, then said good
night my pretty little miss helplessness. She patted me on
the cheek and off to bed she went. I tried to talk but that
dam gag kept me quiet. I could not move. I could not talk.
All I could do was stand there, tied to the column.
I don't know what time she woke up the next morning but it
wasn't very early. It had to be close to ten before she
came out of the bedroom. She walked over to me smiled and
asked, "So how did my little miss helplessness sleep last
night? I'm going to take a shower and I will be back in a
while."
She turned and off to the bathroom she went. I could hear
the water running and it was making me need to go even more
than I already needed to. She took a very long shower and I
could her singing. By the time she finished her shower and
got dressed I had been tied up for over 24 hours. My arms
and legs ached and felt like they were going to fall off.
She finally came over to me and kissed the ball that was
strapped in my mouth. She walked into the kitchen, got her
self a bowl of cereal then she sat down on the couch smiled
at me and started talking.
"Well my little miss helplessness, I have made a decision.
Do you want to know what it might be? I have decided that
since this is what you want, this is what I will give you.
But, from now on you will be my little miss helpless. And
you will do what I say when I say or my little miss
helpless will regret it."
My eyes about popped out of my head when she said that and
I could tell by the tone of her voice she meant every word
she said.
She finished her breakfast then stood up and said, "I have
a few things I need to go get for my little miss helpless.
I will be back in a while."
She walked over kissed the ball again and left.
I think it was about one thirty when she returned home. She
walked over to me and said she was going to get a few
things ready for me and she would be right back. She was
back in less than five minutes. She came around in front of
me so I could see her.
"Okay, I am going to untie you now but before I do I want
to know am I going to have any trouble from you?"
I did my best to shake my head, "No," but with the way I
was tied I could barely move.
"I will take that as a 'No'," she said.
So she started by untying my hands and arms. My arms fell
to my side like two dead weights. I couldn't move them if I
wanted to but before she untied any more she retied my
hands together in front of me then untied the rest of me
leaving the gag and collar in place. My legs felt like
rubber and I was rather weak form standing in place for so
long. I had a hard time walking as she pulled me along by
the rope tied to my hands. She led me straight into the
master bathroom where she untied my hands and told me to
strip down leaving only the gag and collar in place.
She watched as I struggled with my weakness and striped.
Once I was naked she told me to step into the bathtub. As
soon as I was in the tub she pulled a bottle and a pair of
rubber gloves from a bag. She put on the gloves and poured
some liquid into the palm of her hand then started
spreading the stinky goop all over my body. She applied it
to every inch of me except for my head and my pubic hairs.
Then she told me that the directions say to do a test area
first to make sure it won't irritate the skin but we didn't
have time for that. When she finished she threw the gloves
in the trash. She told me I would have to stand there for a
few minutes while the goo did its thing.
"I hope I don't have to tie your hands for this," she said.
I shook my head, "No."
"Good," she said, "I will be right back."
With that she turned and left the room. I had a bad feeling
that this goo must be some kind of hair remover and when I
noticed the hair on my legs sliding down my legs I knew
that's what it was. My skin was tingling like mad by the
time my wife came back in. She walked over to me and ran
her finger down my leg. All the hair was in that spot gone.
She smiled and said, "Looks good."
Then she turned on the shower and told me to just let every
thing rinse off really good and not to rub my skin because
it might irritate my skin. I did as she said. I could not
believe how much hair ran down the drain. Then I started to
think about work. What was I going to do Monday? I wasn't
worried about my legs because my pants would cover them but
all the hair was gone from my arms and most of my shirts
are short sleeved.
About then the shower curtain was pulled back and my wife
asked, "Aren't you done yet?"
I looked at my arms chest and legs and couldn't see any
hair anywhere. I shook my head, "Yes."
"Good then dry off, and pat yourself dry, don't rub," she
said.
I dried off as I was told. I still needed to go to the
bathroom so I motioned to the toilet. My wife looked then
asked, "What you need to go potty?"
I violently shook my head, "Yes."
"Okay go ahead," she replied.
I sat down and thought I was going to explode as I emptied
out. Once I had finished she had me get dressed in the same
thing I had been wearing. Before I put my panties back on
she took some duct tape and taped up my tucked member, and
she made sure it wouldn't be going anywhere soon. Next I
started to put my bra on she picked up one of the breast
forms and asked me where I had gotten them? I just looked
at her knowing I couldn't answer because of the gag.
"Oh, I guess I can remove that for a little while."
She unbuckled it then asked, "Well, where did you get
these?"
I told her I had ordered them through a catalog I had. Now
she wanted to know where this catalog was so I went over to
the suitcase and got it and gave it to her. She thumbed
through it until she found the breast forms.
"You paid that much for them? Did you buy this glue too?"
"Yes, I paid that much for them," I answered, "But no I
hadn't bought the glue."
She paused for a second then told me not to move and that
she would be right back. I was starting to get a little
cold but before I could worry about that she came back into
the room with a big smile on her face.
"Well, since you didn't get that glue we will just have to
use this glue."
I couldn't see what type of glue she had but she applied
quite a bit to the back of one form then before I could do
any thing she pressed it against my chest and held it there
a few seconds then did the same with the other one. I could
feel a little heat on my chest as the glue dried and I
asked what kind of glue she had used. She just stood there
holding the forms tightly against my chest for about two
minutes then let them go. I could feel them pulling down
against my skin.
She smiled and said, "I used the only glue I could find."
She held up the tube for me to see, as I read it my heart
about stopped, Crazy Glue is what it said on the tube.
"What's wrong little miss helpless," she said with a smile
on her face.
I pulled a little bit on one of the forms but it was going
nowhere! "What am I going to do about work, how am I going
to get these off," I burst out.
She just smiled and said, "I don't care about what you are
going to do and because this glue is impervious I guess
they will just have to stay where they are until the glue
lets go, if ever, either way I don't care. Your getting a
little too talkative, am I going to have to gag you again
already?"
I just shook my head, "No."
She started to hand me my bra then pulled it back and said
those are perky enough with out this, I think you should go
bra less for now. She tossed the bra aside and started
looking closer at the forms then took the tube of glue and
added a little more glue any where that it looked like the
form wasn't setting correct. By the time she was finished
you could hardly see where the forms ended and my skin
began. I might have been able to keep my arms covered at
work but there was no way I would be able to just cover
these at work, but it was too late now the glue had set and
they were stuck.
"Don't just stand their little miss helpless your not done
yet, put your stockings and dress back on."
As I pulled the stockings on I could not believe how great
they felt on my hairless legs. Once my dress was back on
she told me to come over to the vanity and sit down.
She cleaned off what was left of my makeup and put my wig
on my head and said, "If this doesn't stay in place by its
self I won't hesitate to help it." She asked, "Where did
you learn to do your makeup?"
"I just tried to copy what I would see women do."
"Well it wasn't too bad but you will need a little help."
I kept worrying about work tomorrow and started to ask her
about it but all she said was, "If you don't shut up and
only talk when I want you to I will gag you again."
I didn't want the gag so I did as she said. As she did my
makeup she would stop and explain every thing she was doing
and how to do it myself. When she finished I looked great!
She looked at me and said, "Not too bad." Then she asked,
"So do you want to be 100% helpless now or wait a little
while?"
I had no idea what she might have in mind so I said, "Wait
a while."
"Okay then put your heels back on and lets go into the
living room and talk a little while."
Just as she sat down she said, "I'm hungry how about you?"
She knew that I hadn't had any thing to eat yesterday. "Oh
that's right, you need to loose a few pounds, sorry about
that little miss helpless. You just sit there I will be
right back."
She got up and went into the kitchen fixed herself a
sandwich, came back and sat down and ate her sandwich in
front of me.
"So why didn't you tell me about this?" she asked.
"I was afraid of how you might react. I didn't want to take
a chance on loosing you," I answered.
"Oh yeah, and this way was better was it?"
"I didn't think you would be home for hours. Normally your
hair appointments last all day."
She giggled a bit then said, "I mixed my days up. My
appointment is next weekend. I remembered just as I pulled
into the parking lot and decided to go shopping since I was
out any way. So if my appointment had been yesterday you
would have changed and put every thing away before I got
home?"
I shook my head and said, "Yeah I would have."
She just laughed and asked how many times have you done
this before and did I always use the pole to tie my self
up. I told her that I tried to dress whenever I knew she
would be gone for long periods of time. But I didn't always
use the pole it was just the best place sense I could only
do so much bondage to myself. She asked where and how I had
tried to tie myself up at and where I had learned to do
something like that. I didn't think any thing could get
worse so I just spilled every thing. I got up and told her
I would be right back. I went in and grabbed every thing I
thought she might have questions about. I went back in sat
down and handed her one of the magazines. It was a magazine
showing lots of different women tied up in many different
ways.
"Here is where I got some of my ideas for tying," I said.
She looked through it but didn't say much. She would stop
from time to time to look at how the woman was tied then
move on.
Once she finished she asked, "Well what else have you got
there?"
I handed her the three other magazines I had. One was a
catalog for bondage items another was a catalog for cross
dressers and the third was one showing women forcing men to
become women. She sat there silent as she went through each
one looking at every thing on every page.
When she finished she looked at me and said, "Well looking
at these I take it your not gay?"
I got a shocked look on my face and said, "No, not at all."
"So you want to become a woman then?"
I shook my head, "No."
"So just what is it you are wanting? Well it doesn't matter
anymore you didn't bother to tell me about this before so
now it is up to me as to what I will do with you! But thank
you for giving me some more ideas to consider."
I didn't know what or how to react to what she said. What
could she mean by what to do with me? She just sat on the
couch thumbing back and forth through the magazines.
She held up her empty wineglass and cleared her throat. I
could tell she wanted me to get her some more wine so I got
up and took her glass into the kitchen. I had to open a new
bottle so I asked her what kind she wanted. She said Merlot
sounded good. So Merlot it was. As I walked I could feel
the breast forms pull as they bounced with my walk. I
handed her the glass and sat back down.
She smiled and said, "That sure was easy."
"What was?" I asked.
"Getting you to serve me. I think I like that."
By the time she finished looking at the magazines the sun
had set and I was getting worried. I had to go to work
tomorrow and I have duct tape keeping me tucked and I have
breast forms glued to me.
About eight thirty she sat the magazines down and said that
she was getting tired. I got up and started toward the
bedroom when she said, "And where do you think you are
going?"
I stopped and looked at her wondering what she wanted. "You
just wait here I will be right back."
She walked past me into the bedroom and returned with the
ropes and the gag.
"I'm going to need a lot of time to get ready for work in
the morning..."
I started to say but she just smiled, held up the gag and
said, "I thought I would need this."
I could not believe what was happening. In seconds she had
the gag back in my mouth and buckled. She flipped the
bondage book over and looked at it a second. I looked to
see what page she was looking at. There in the magazine I
saw a woman tied face down across a table.
She pointed and said, "Downstairs, now."
I didn't know what else to do so I went. Once there she had
me stand against the edge of the pool table. Then looking
back to the picture she tied my right ankle to the right
leg of the table then grabbed my left ankle and pulled it
over as far as my legs would spread and tied it to the left
leg of the table. I almost lost my balance so I leaned over
the table to keep from falling.
"Perfect!" she said as she tied my hands behind my back.
Next she ran a rope from my hands across my back across the
table and down to the right leg on the opposite side where
she cinched it tight pinning me down bent over the edge of
the table. Then she ran a rope from my hands across my back
across the table and down to the left leg and synched it
tight. I was pined down and could not move at all. She
stood back and told me to try to move. There was no way.
Then she giggled and said, "You know I think I'm going to
like this." She turned around grabbed a blanket and draped
it over me. "That should help keep you warm my little miss
helpless."
With that she headed up the stairs turned off the light and
was gone. I could hear the TV for about another hour or so
then all went quiet.
The next morning I heard water draining and figured my wife
must be taking a shower. I knew she would have to come down
and let me get ready for work soon. I still had no idea
what I was going to do about my chest. I could hear the TV
again. It sounded like the news. I waited and waited. I
knew that I was going to be late for work. Then I heard
footsteps coming down the stairs.
'Finally!' I thought to myself.
Then I heard my wife say, "How did my girl sleep last
night? I can't believe how good I slept! Sorry I don't have
time to untie you and let you go potty. I took too long in
the shower. I figured since I was the only needing the hot
water I would enjoy it, so I did. I'm sure you can hold it
until I get home tonight. I got to go."
With that she swatted my ass hard and up the stairs she
went. Right as she must have reached the top she yelled
back down, "I called your work and told them you were very
sick and wasn't sure when you would be back in. Bye now."
Then I heard the door close and then silence.
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