My Sister Set Me Up on a Blind Date
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The Third Date
09.04.20XX
─Dylan Alan David
Bondage Bunny
123 Your Street
Your City, ST
Some see it as ridiculous to refer to a hookup as a date but when rope and chains and handcuffs come in to play, well you might want to get to know the fella before you get into anything you can't get out of I always have kept several kinds of safety nets like a secret hot switch to the 911 Dialer If you are single like me Even doing self-bondage can pose a threat.
With all this, no picture or picks that could be of anyone it's tough to make friends. When I did bondage in the studio it was for professionals. These guys made Hollywood look careless which they were. Everything was pre-planned and executed in a way that you would never believe they were mobsters, 3rd, and 4th generation.
There were strict hands-off policy for the model's nobody but other models touched them, except there were experienced riggers to tie you up and handlers to carry you to the next set. From the beginning of the day to the end your feet never touched the floor.
It wasn't anything to go for three days without wearing clothes and getting all new ones because no one could remember where your old ones were including you. We were the breadwinners for the whole operation. The torcher wasn't fake; they just knew how to do it without causing damage. They would bring your ass to a cheery red and never leave a welt because if they did they would end up floating in the east river.
They always matched size to size. Your ass would be tighter when you turned 40 then it was at 16 You see these idiots shoving cow toys up there ass thinking there gonna impress someone when the truth is nobody wants to stick there dick in that kinda ass it’s like fucken a garbage bag and their gonna end up wearing diapers because once you stretch out that sphincter muscle it never grows back just like those retired bodybuilders that have biceps that drop to their elbow when relaxed. I know a 20-year old that wears depends from an oversized 3 pc butplug trainer set If you can't take a large dick were just in time find a small dick and you can both enjoy it clear into your 70ds
I try my best to be safe out here but things can still happen there was an executive type came through the area once a month. 19 This guy is like the hottest guy I have ever been with not a hair on his body except his head. Its hereditary doesn't have to shave his face at all, looks like a 25-year-old with makeup only he doesn't need it. He kept sending me pics from his hotel. I put him off for the longest time because he was so good looking. I thought it was a setup.
Ended up running into him at the carwash and well he was at my place in an hour and my getting to know him speech became a thing of the past. After some really nice sex several times he slipped out to his car and brought back the old hog tie handcuff set. No, not yet I told him we had more fun fighting over the handcuffs than we would have using them.
Date 2 I still held back, he even handcuffed himself and I still just didn't feel comfortable.
Well I decided on Date 3 I was wheather going full in or breaking it off, He worked for his dad who was filthy rich and homophobic. The Idea of driving his dad nuts was tempting but the thought of getting him disinherited and probably getting both of us killed took the humor out of that.
The 3rd date started out with a secret package he brought and his statement that he didn't want to mess up my chances for a permanent set up but wanted to engage in serious role play and bondage in the meantime. All my concerns lifted and turned to thrill, and I told him do to me as you want me to do to you, my Prince. He removed the cover from the huge package and revealed a suitcase. He ushered me back to the bedroom suitcase in tow.
He opened the case and pulled out several pairs of Blue leotards, the real thick heavy professional kind like they use in ballet. He then removed my clothes placed 1 pair up over my arms behind me then pulled the other down over my head, pushed me down onto the bed and put both legs in one leg of the other pulled them clear up, he used the empty leg to hogtie my feet to my hands then placed play-doh a full can over each ear and secured it with medical tape lots of it. He inserted a ball gag and lifted me into the suitcase and put medical tape over my eyes and closed the case and turned on sum sort of ventilation fan.
He probably came and went a couple of times. I smelled Seeman a couple of times and quite the tease the puffy liner of the suitcase gave me just the right texture to spew several times. I didn't worry, that's my kind of play, then the vibration of the fan started slowing down and it stopped. When it started getting hot then I was concerned.
That was a very expensive well-built case. I tried to wriggle around to shake it but it was like he had filled around me and I could only move up and down a little bit. With no sight and no sound time ceases to exist, I didn't know if it had been 2 hours or ten. I thought back to some of the stuff that I had done for the studio and my dreams about them going home and forgetting about me.
Suddenly I felt the fan start back up full speed and I smelled seemen. Haha good one I thought and as I expected the case to open up and get that well-deserved blowjob I had coming. He picked up the case, rolled it out and put me in the trunk. He then drove for quite a while by all the bouncing, he took the case out of the trunk rolled it quite a ways on asphalt then came to a smooth surface and by the smells I figured out we were at the Mall he had a sit-down meal as he kept moving it around every once and a while I recall thinking yah that would be pretty cool sitting there in that crowded restaurant and mall with a tied up naked hottie in a suitcase with no one even suspecting I managed to get off a couple of creamers.
Then we hit the road again drove mostly backroads then he stopped got me out rolled across gravel went on to a smooth service and he got me out freed my arms from the tights then tied them behind my back wrist to elbow suspended me from the ceiling by my forearms and proceeded to put me in a rope harness head to toe and he put it tight to.
I waited what seemed to be a good long time to make sure he was gone and didn't want to find a way to get loose just to have him tie me back up. Then on the other hand if he really didn't plan on coming back I had not eaten for a long time and didn't want to run out of energy before I was completely loose. At the time I didn’t let myself consider the possibility that I couldn't get loose I always get loose in the videos wright.
About the only thing I could do was swing, and the place smelled like it hadn't been occupied in decades so any nails are going to be rusty and should cut that fluffy nylon rope I had seen him with and the rafters should be rough as well.
09.04.20XX
─Dylan Alan David
Bondage Bunny
123 Your Street
Your City, ST
Some see it as ridiculous to refer to a hookup as a date but when rope and chains and handcuffs come in to play, well you might want to get to know the fella before you get into anything you can't get out of I always have kept several kinds of safety nets like a secret hot switch to the 911 Dialer If you are single like me Even doing self-bondage can pose a threat.
With all this, no picture or picks that could be of anyone it's tough to make friends. When I did bondage in the studio it was for professionals. These guys made Hollywood look careless which they were. Everything was pre-planned and executed in a way that you would never believe they were mobsters, 3rd, and 4th generation.
There were strict hands-off policy for the model's nobody but other models touched them, except there were experienced riggers to tie you up and handlers to carry you to the next set. From the beginning of the day to the end your feet never touched the floor.
It wasn't anything to go for three days without wearing clothes and getting all new ones because no one could remember where your old ones were including you. We were the breadwinners for the whole operation. The torcher wasn't fake; they just knew how to do it without causing damage. They would bring your ass to a cheery red and never leave a welt because if they did they would end up floating in the east river.
They always matched size to size. Your ass would be tighter when you turned 40 then it was at 16 You see these idiots shoving cow toys up there ass thinking there gonna impress someone when the truth is nobody wants to stick there dick in that kinda ass it’s like fucken a garbage bag and their gonna end up wearing diapers because once you stretch out that sphincter muscle it never grows back just like those retired bodybuilders that have biceps that drop to their elbow when relaxed. I know a 20-year old that wears depends from an oversized 3 pc butplug trainer set If you can't take a large dick were just in time find a small dick and you can both enjoy it clear into your 70ds
I try my best to be safe out here but things can still happen there was an executive type came through the area once a month. 19 This guy is like the hottest guy I have ever been with not a hair on his body except his head. Its hereditary doesn't have to shave his face at all, looks like a 25-year-old with makeup only he doesn't need it. He kept sending me pics from his hotel. I put him off for the longest time because he was so good looking. I thought it was a setup.
Ended up running into him at the carwash and well he was at my place in an hour and my getting to know him speech became a thing of the past. After some really nice sex several times he slipped out to his car and brought back the old hog tie handcuff set. No, not yet I told him we had more fun fighting over the handcuffs than we would have using them.
Date 2 I still held back, he even handcuffed himself and I still just didn't feel comfortable.
Well I decided on Date 3 I was wheather going full in or breaking it off, He worked for his dad who was filthy rich and homophobic. The Idea of driving his dad nuts was tempting but the thought of getting him disinherited and probably getting both of us killed took the humor out of that.
The 3rd date started out with a secret package he brought and his statement that he didn't want to mess up my chances for a permanent set up but wanted to engage in serious role play and bondage in the meantime. All my concerns lifted and turned to thrill, and I told him do to me as you want me to do to you, my Prince. He removed the cover from the huge package and revealed a suitcase. He ushered me back to the bedroom suitcase in tow.
He opened the case and pulled out several pairs of Blue leotards, the real thick heavy professional kind like they use in ballet. He then removed my clothes placed 1 pair up over my arms behind me then pulled the other down over my head, pushed me down onto the bed and put both legs in one leg of the other pulled them clear up, he used the empty leg to hogtie my feet to my hands then placed play-doh a full can over each ear and secured it with medical tape lots of it. He inserted a ball gag and lifted me into the suitcase and put medical tape over my eyes and closed the case and turned on sum sort of ventilation fan.
He probably came and went a couple of times. I smelled Seeman a couple of times and quite the tease the puffy liner of the suitcase gave me just the right texture to spew several times. I didn't worry, that's my kind of play, then the vibration of the fan started slowing down and it stopped. When it started getting hot then I was concerned.
That was a very expensive well-built case. I tried to wriggle around to shake it but it was like he had filled around me and I could only move up and down a little bit. With no sight and no sound time ceases to exist, I didn't know if it had been 2 hours or ten. I thought back to some of the stuff that I had done for the studio and my dreams about them going home and forgetting about me.
Suddenly I felt the fan start back up full speed and I smelled seemen. Haha good one I thought and as I expected the case to open up and get that well-deserved blowjob I had coming. He picked up the case, rolled it out and put me in the trunk. He then drove for quite a while by all the bouncing, he took the case out of the trunk rolled it quite a ways on asphalt then came to a smooth surface and by the smells I figured out we were at the Mall he had a sit-down meal as he kept moving it around every once and a while I recall thinking yah that would be pretty cool sitting there in that crowded restaurant and mall with a tied up naked hottie in a suitcase with no one even suspecting I managed to get off a couple of creamers.
Then we hit the road again drove mostly backroads then he stopped got me out rolled across gravel went on to a smooth service and he got me out freed my arms from the tights then tied them behind my back wrist to elbow suspended me from the ceiling by my forearms and proceeded to put me in a rope harness head to toe and he put it tight to.
I waited what seemed to be a good long time to make sure he was gone and didn't want to find a way to get loose just to have him tie me back up. Then on the other hand if he really didn't plan on coming back I had not eaten for a long time and didn't want to run out of energy before I was completely loose. At the time I didn’t let myself consider the possibility that I couldn't get loose I always get loose in the videos wright.
About the only thing I could do was swing, and the place smelled like it hadn't been occupied in decades so any nails are going to be rusty and should cut that fluffy nylon rope I had seen him with and the rafters should be rough as well.
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