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This is a real description of my bondage morning. I felt I had to write
it down, since it has been a long time between dressing for me. With my
wife not working and not driving, it has been very difficult to find
time for this activity. She knows I have dressed, but is vehemently
opposed to it and thinks I am not after going to therapy for some
months last year. I have a few items put away for when I get the right
opportunity.
***
My wife had a set of doctor's appointments starting early in the
morning. Since she doesn't drive, I drove her to the train station,
knowing I wouldn't see her for four or five hours. When I returned
home, my 7-year-old daughter was getting dressed for school. I made her
lunch, then set her breakfast out on the table. When she had begun
eating, I headed upstairs and pulled out my black, high-waisted panty
and a pair of nude pantyhose, stripped my lower body, and pulled them
both on, tucking myself firmly into the crotch of the waist-cinching
panty.
I then put my male socks, pants, and shoes back on and waited for my
daughter to finish getting ready for school. I walked her to the school
(only two and a half blocks), then hurried home. I had at least an hour
before I had to go to work. Time for a little fun...
I went down to the basement to pick up the ropes and the dress I would
wear. This dress is a multi-color on black by Vittadini, with a popover
top ending just below the breasts and a hidden zipper in the back. Even
though it's a size 12, it still (barely) fits me due to the stretch
material. I brought the dress and ropes upstairs to the bedroom. After
I stripped off all my male clothes, I took out my hip pads and
"breasts", which were made by rolling up a pair of socks in a triangle
shape, then stuffing them in a tan-colored knee-high stocking with the
toe end knotted as a nipple. I had thought to wear my usual bra, but
decided to be more daring today. After I put the pads inside my
pantyhose, I went to my wife's lingerie drawers and found the white
lace body briefer with the push-up pads in the cups. It sits a little
low on my breasts, but the pull of the garment's crotch on mine was my
main goal.
I arranged my "breasts" in the cups and pulled the straps up on my
shoulders. My crotch responded in the right way to the tightness
surrounding it. I slipped a rose full slip from her drawer over my
head, letting the hem fall halfway down my thighs. The small amount of
curve I had made with the hip pads looked good, although I have been
wishing for a better feminine hip and butt. I unzipped the dress and
stepped in, tucking the slip inside. I reached behind me and zipped up
the dress past the waistline, then tugged the dress up on my shoulders
to finish the job. I attached the hook and zipped the rest of the
zipper, then straightened the dress out. It hung an inch or two above
my knees. I went to my wife's bedroom closet for a pair of smooth black
pumps with a 3-inch heel. Even though her feet are narrower than mine,
the length of our feet matches enough to fit her shoes on my feet
without her knowing.
I looked at myself in the mirror. I don't have a wig, I don't like
wearing my wife's jewelry, and I can't apply makeup well. Three
strikes, yoooouuu're out! No, I just concentrated on my body, which
does look feminine with the right clothes on. I tied a short length of
rope for my wrists and quadrupled it into a coil for snugness. I took
out three handkerchiefs from my drawer and wadded two of them together,
then folded the third one diagonally for my gag. I was not going to
hogtie myself this morning, but would use the long rope for my arms and
breasts. I laid the ropes on the bed, ready for action.
I wanted to simulate a kidnapping, so I held the wad of cloth in my
right hand and the wrist coil in my left. I walked toward the door,
innocently clicking my heels on the floor. Then I pulled my left arm
behind me and stuffed the wad into my mouth with my right hand.
Mmmphing and struggling against myself, I pushed the wad in, then
pulled my right arm behind my back, twisted my wrists into the coil,
palms together, and fell face forward onto the bed. Obviously, since I
needed to complete the bondage, I could get out of the wrist coil
quickly. After a moment, I did so, then took the last handkerchief and
pulled it between my teeth, sealing the wad in my mouth, and tied it
off behind my head. I then grabbed the shortest length of rope left and
bound my ankles, cinching them tightly. I repeated the process with my
knees, mmmphing quietly into my gag.
The longest piece of rope was last. I took the middle of the piece and
placed it above my breasts, then wound the ends around, crossed them
between my breasts, then around again below them. I tied off the ends,
leaving enough room to put my arms inside the ropes. Starting with the
top two loops, I shrugged the rope up almost to my shoulders, then
pulled the crossed rope tight. That left me just enough room for the
lower loops, which went just above my elbows. With all loops now around
my arms, it was good and tight. I reached for the wrist coil again,
putting my left wrist in it, then behind my back, inserting my right
wrist in the opposite way and twisted my palms together. All the ropes
felt wonderful, hugging my limbs tightly.
Even though I could untwist my hands at any time, I was now into the
kidnap fantasy. I struggled on the bed, mmmphing into the gag. I knew
the dress had ridden up on my thighs, but that was part of the fun. I
turned on my stomach, feeling the pull on my crotch from the tight
lingerie. I had a small collection of drool in my mouth, but I was able
to swallow it around the wad of cloth that I was gagged with. I
switched positions on the bed to put my whole body on top, then turned
on my side to look down at myself. I saw bound breasts pointing out
their nipples, bound knees with my dress hem up to the top of my
thighs, and cinched ankles in black high heels. It was heavenly.
Turning back on my stomach, I felt the first stirrings from my crotch
that told me time was almost up. I bent my knees up in the air and
mmmphed louder into the pillow as I struggled against my bonds. It
happened quickly, as I felt the familiar orgasm start under my panties.
I laid on the bed for a minute while the pleasure washed over me, still
feeling the tight ropes around me.
I tried to push the wad of cloth out of my mouth with my tongue. The
folded handkerchief move slightly, and I was able to open my mouth wide
and shift the wad forward, then pushed it out. I turned my head,
stretched my chin a few times, and was able to leave the cloth tied
loosely around my neck. I was slightly disappointed. I don't know how
many times I've tried to gag myself using the handkerchiefs without
being able to free my mouth and failing. Oh well. I need a longer piece
of cloth to tie around my head; the knot isn't tight enough to prevent
me from moving the single layer of the gag. A longer piece would allow
me better leverage in tying the knot.
I twisted my hands back into the position to remove the coil. It's
always easier to push my hands into the coil than it is to take them
out, but this was done quickly. I then pulled the breast coils up over
my head, untied the ropes from my knees and ankles and the cloth from
my neck. It was time to get undressed and ready for work. I cleaned up
my issue and carefully put away my wife's lingerie and shoes, then my
own underwear, pantyhose, hip pads, and breasts. I wound the rope
pieces around my elbow to create the coils in the roll and took them
and the dress back to the basement to put away for another time.
Tina
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