Natalie's Halloween free porn video

      Well first off, I want to apologize for this story coming after Halloween instead of

before but I?ve never been really any good at writing fiction, even in doing my own self

bondage and bondage fantasies. Thus, I usually have to actually perform what I write

about. Live it to write about it as it was.  My name is Natalie, and I?m 27 Caucasian, with

long straight naturally strawberry red hair to the middle of my back. I?m 34B-26-34, five

foot ? five inches tall and about 108 pounds; just like all of the girls you?ve ever

fantasized about in any of your best self bondage fantasies. Second, and I hate admitting

this, especially looking the way I do, but I?ve never liked the way I looked. Yeah, I hate

Paris Hilton too for her ?its hard being this hot?? comment and I hate even more to

admit it, but she?s right. I always thought of myself as too ?bimbo-ey? looking: big

boobs, long flowing hair, good skin, and five minutes while nude in direct sunlight with

my light complexion gives me a perfect all-over tan.

      I guess, because looking so good came so easy to me I take it for granted. That?s

why I always loved Halloween, or should I say, would have always loved Halloween.

Long story --> short version: my parents, especially my mother, were extremely strict

when it came to Halloween. Basically, we just didn?t celebrate it; ever. The spookiest

thing I ever did when I was a kid for October 31st was watching ?It?s the Great Pumpkin,

Charlie Brown.? How pathetic, yes, I know. Even through high school, when I got invited

out to parties, my parents would tell me that I could go out any day or night of the year

except one, guess which?

      College allowed me to let my hair down a bit and I actually went to a few

costume parties. It was the first time I ever got to dress up and be someone else; someone

who didn?t look totally hot and as such, I usually dressed down for the occasion. One

year I was a cow, then a pirate wench, then Trinity from The Matrix? so on and so forth.

Halloween also opened up my sexuality since it was the one opportunity that everyone

informally agreed that: ?what happens when you?re in costume doesn?t really happen to

you as the person wearing it, so its all good.? This premise let me experience some things

that every college girl fantasizes about and I?m sure most of the guys think about us girls

doing.

       My first lesbian experience, my first threesome (me and two other girls), my first

foursome (me and three guys), and my first real Oh My GOD! moment in sex.  It wasn?t

my first experience with bondage but it was, by far, the best.  This isn?t the story about

that time, I?ll tell that one some other day. Tonight I?m writing the story about what

became of those nights, and that is my rather extensive play in self bondage. Ok, I?ll give

you a hint, girlfriend convinced me to go to a sorority party dressed as a latex-clad, super-

sexy maid; and I ended up being the bondage maid tied spread eagle and tongue lashed

by several of the pledges. Mmmmm, whooo, you know how you get that full body blush

when you think of something you did that was super naughty? LOL.

      Anyway, that experience led me into bondage with my, then-current, girlfriend,

and future boyfriends. None of them, however, could or would ever tie me up the way I

really wanted to be. So I did it myself; researched into self bondage, found Gromet?s

wonderful site, (Love you baby!!), and tried most everything I could think of or read

about.  I met a guy online, ?Inspector A?, on Yahoo Chat, back when it was actually still

something that real people chatted on; and he was in engineering and kind of a redneck so

all of his ideas for self bondage were super cheap as he?d tell me how to build them out

of things I found around the house.  I?ve told him about my Halloween experiences and

he?s asked me a lot of questions regarding what I?d like to be my ultimate Halloween Self

Bondage Fantasy.

      Well, again trying to make a long story short, he came up with an intense self

bondage session for me, planned out in fine detail and he?d talk me through all the hard

parts. God bless all you kinky geeks out there. (**KISS**)

      Unfortunately, the first thing I had to do was put in some electrical fixtures and

wire that into my house along with a new front porch light on the left side of my front

door. I?m a girl, so electricity scares me, especially when you can?t call for help and

explain that what you were trying to do was wire up a plug for your self bondage session.

Inspector A told me what to buy to replace my front porch light with a motion sensing

system so the light would come on when anyone walked onto my front porch. The other

porch lamp had a light sensing eye so it would come on at dark, but I has a much smaller

bulb. He also told me how to wire everything in; even checking my work on webcam.

      There was a special addition that he had me rig up to the outdoor motion sensor /

light; it was two wall plugs, one inside the house right behind the front door and the other

outside in the same spot. When the porch light sensed someone walking up to the house

the outside light, and both plugs would come on. He also showed me how to rig in a

switch on the inside wall so that I could turn this feature off and use the indoor plug

normally. The neat part about this setup is, I usually have a lamp plugged into that outlet

and as I walk up to my front door when I get home from work, both the outdoor lights

and the lamp inside turned on at the same time. He asked if I wanted to be able to see

who would be coming to the front door and then walked me through the steps of putting

in a color security camera that I could plug into my DVR and TV. This way, on

Halloween night, I?d be able to see who was doing what in front of my house.

      So, those home improvements done, I moved on to buying up the recommended

accoutrements that he suggested I employ for this session. Some I had and those I didn?t

were very expensive, but I make good money and my job isn?t subject to the economy as

much as others. Oh well, stimulating the economy by shopping for bondage gear. I

bought a ?Big John Vibrating Dong,? Oh my God that sounds so silly; but its an 8.5?

long x 1.75? thick vibrating, black latex dildo with an external battery pack that has a

variable speed setting as well as two electrodes built into it. This was going to be my

main pleasure toy for the evening, in conjunction with the 1.5? x 5.5? vibrating eletrosex

stim butt plug.

      Next I got a pair of suction nipple cups that had tiny battery powered vibrators

that juusssstt tickle the very tips of my nipples when they?re in place. At my friend?s

instruction I painted the inside of the nipple cups with aluminum paint, so that I could

hook two electrodes to them, one on each side of each nipple and zap them independently

or together.  Of course if I?m buying toys with electrodes, I need a zapping system and he

showed me one on Amazon that was like 50% off but still a great buy. It?s a Mega 6 E-

stim unit and it has 6 channels and thus I can get zapped in 6 different places at once and

in varying sequences. So, one channel to each of my nipples, one to my pussy, one to my

ass, one dedicated to my clit and the final one to my pussy lips. In trying it out with the

SmartStim system online I came up with a sequence of signals that was mild at first, then

worked me up to near orgasm, then back to working me over slowly, then for several

minutes it was pure torture and then it went through the ?rapid forced multiple orgasms?

phase.

      I got a Deluxe Leather Women's Chastity Device that locks onto my thighs and

waist to keep everything in place. A lightweight leather lined slave collar, heavy duty

suspension straps for my wrists, a pair of thigh high, black latex stockings, a peek-a-boo

black leather bra completely without any cups so my tits just spout from them like pair of

volcanic islands out of the ocean. Now, when it comes to gags, I?m usually one who

favors a giant piece of rubber stuffed into my mouth with no possibility of it ever coming

out. That?s because when I cum I?m usually very, ahem, vocal.

      Thus, I ordered a heavy duty 1.5? ball gag that came equipped with a padded,

black leather blindfold built into the head harness. Once that was on, all I?d be able to say

was MMMMMPFHHHHH! (those of you who?ve worn these know what I?m saying? :P

), plus I?ll be totally blind until I get the keys. It was already being shipped to me when I

was wandering around a Halloween novelty and costume shop when I found the most

gorgeous white and gold half face mask. This looked like something that you?d wear to a

Marie Antoinette invitation only masquerade ball. It was so gorgeous I just had to have it

but now I?m in a pickle (sorry, they had a giant pickle costume there too and the imagery

stuck).

      Which mask do I wear? One has a gag but the other doesn?t. I decided not to

decide right then, I?d try them both on the night of Halloween and choose based on how I

felt. Uh, oh, That?s tonight? and its already 2 PM, OMG I have to hurry. Ok, so, I?ve set

everything for my bondage session out on the table by the front door, and then went

about setting all the candy in a dispenser that Inspector A built and sent for me to try out

as a prototype. It?s a push button dispenser for Halloween candy if you happen to be

away from home and don?t want one person stealing everything from your bowl and

leaving nothing for anyone else.

      You just fill up the 4 compartments in the top with various candy treats and

secure it to the base which you can fill with water to keep all the little bastard children

whom run around on Halloween from messing with it. I plugged it into the outside outlet

hooked to the motion sensor. Filled the hoppers with candy, secured the top and turned

on the switch to try it out. Nothing? oops, not dark yet, motion sensor has a daylight

sensor too, BIMBO MOMENT! I hooked it to an extension cord and when I pushed the

button on the side, 4 pieces of candy dropped out. The counter on the front took 10

seconds to reset and the light turned green, I pressed again and 4 more pieces of candy. I

couldn?t help but marvel at how brilliant and simple it was and then quickly realized that

the silk robe I was wearing on an unusually sunny late October afternoon, didn?t really

cover all that much when you?re standing on your front porch.

      Ok, plugged it back into the outlet on the motion sensor and all my ?normal?

Halloween things were now set. I stepped back in and locked the front door with the dead

bolt and the chain. Turned on the TV, faced it towards my recliner, and tuned it to the

security feed coming from the front porch camera. I then ran around the house pulling

curtains and shades and when I was dead certain they were all closed, I pulled off my

robe and walked it upstairs to my bedroom closet. I put it on the hanger, closed the door,

locked the deadbolt that I had installed in it and pulled out the key. Every single piece of

?normal? clothing I own ? is inside of this closet? out of my reach ? unless I have this

key. Additionally, the keys to all of the locks I?m going to use in my self bondage scene

to come are in the pocket of my robe, which means this one key, is the key to them all.

      I held that sucker with a death grip and flew down the stairs, out to the garage and

tied it to the string I had prepare to keep it afloat in the middle of a 2 gallon bucket of ice

water. Every ice tray I had was floating in that bucket to help it freeze solid faster. I

popped it into my large chest freezer and locked it with the giant padlock that I had

setting aside it. OMG it splashed my chest; oh GOD that?s so cold!!!! My nipples turned

hard and I screamed again as I stepped back into the puddle on the floor.

      Ok, to review this, if and when I get free of my bondage, before I can get to any

of my clothes I have to get into the freezer and let the bucket thaw out so I can get the

key to my closet; but one of the two keys to the padlock on the freezer is inside the

wrapper of a mini candy bar which itself is at the top of the candy dispenser on my front

porch; ready to be taken by a happy child or mischievous teenager without thinking what

it is until they?ve already left. The second key is in the mail and won?t come until at least

Monday. If I?m too late in getting free, or if there are too many customers to my porch,

then the key to my freedom, the end to my nudity and preservation of my sanity will walk

away along with the last of my candy.

      I close the lid to the freezer, put the latch over it and insert the lock but I don?t

close it, not just yet. I left the padlock open and went back to my bathroom, stepping in

that freezing puddle of water on the floor as I went, shrieking because it was so cold on

my bare little toesies. Upstairs I looked at the clock on the wall for the last time, it was

after 5 PM and the light outside was starting to get dim. I unplugged the clock, like every

other one in the house as well as my TV, radios, CD, DVD, and all other electronic

things. That was to guarantee that I couldn?t find a clock anywhere in the house so I?d

have no idea what time it was.

      I ?cleaned myself out? for the butt plug; the whole process of which is still kinda

grosses to me so no details forthcoming in THAT; and then I returned to my kitchen. I

stepped onto the warm tiles, looking across my kitchen counter which was covered with

black leather, chromed steel, various electrical and rubber things which I was about to

force myself to endure for however long it takes. That moment always makes me really

nervous as every possible crazy ?what-if? scenario goes through my head again and

again. Fire, burglar, can?t get free?surprise visit by mom & dad, cops break down my

front door with a camera crew in tow. Hmm, that last one always makes me giggle a little

because my dad and brother both love to watch COPS. I picture them sitting on the couch

watching and my dad says: ?Hey, isn?t that your sister?s house?? ?? can?t be, there?s a

pervert living there??

      Oh my God that always settles me enough to actually go through with my plans.

With that, I looked to see what should come first. The latex stockings kinda beckoned out

to me and so I sat down on my barstool and pulled the first one on; or should I say, tried

to pull the first one on. I don?t know if its because my skin was still cold from stepping in

the puddle or what but it was really rough going just getting my right foot into the little

latex booty at the base of the stocking. I knew that you could use baby oil to lube up latex

clothing to help put it on but I didn?t want to feel quite so greasy and slippery the whole

time I was in bondage. Looking around my cupboard, I found a liter bottle of grape seed

oil. My mother got this for me last Christmas because it was supposed to be good for

your skin, but I didn?t know if you were supposed to eat it or wear it and I didn?t dare

ask.

        I poured a little on my hands and started rubbing it down my thigh, then my calf,

all the way to my toes. Up the back of my leg, to my ass, to my pussy, through my pussy;

mmm feels nice. So I try to pull the stocking on again but my hands are too slippery from

the oil, so I have to dry them off and try again. This time it slips on so easily that I think

about finally thanking my mother for this oil. I just hope I haven?t gotten too much of it

on the outside of the stocking or else I?ll be ice skating across my kitchen before I ever

get to play. I thought that the oil felt so good on my skin that I?d might as well lube my

entire body with it. So I poured a little more in my hands and rubbed it into my tits and

then down my abs, cupped my ass with a big wet handful, massaged my neck and did my

best to cover my back with it as well. I tasted it and ran my hands through my hair when I

realized that ?ohh, stupid, I shouldn?t have done that?? Now my hair was half oily.

*sigh*? ?Oh well, in for a penny, in for a pound??

      I picked up the bottle and held it over my head and gave a gentle squeeze; I felt

the first drops hit the top of my head but I couldn?t see how much I was putting so I tried

to be a little conservative. Setting the bottle back down I gently pulled my hands through

my hair and flopped it forward with my head facing down. I could feel the excess oil

dripping onto my chest and running down my back and I could also see these little drops

landing on my stone floor. ?A little overboard with that Nat? I thought to myself. Oh

well, it was done, and it didn?t really bother me that much. I picked up my wide leather

slave collar and strapped it around my neck, slipped into the peek-a-boo bra, then picked

up the vibrating vacuum nipple cups. The suction cups just kissed onto my very hard

nipples. Of course they were hard because I was aroused, at this point aren?t you? I gave

it one little pump and it sucked my nipple inside, just to where it was kissing the vibrating

head inside the cup.

      Once the nipples were done, I used a little more oil to lube up my ass and really

wet down my pussy for their respective intruders. Unfortunately I had to take a paper

towel to dry off my pussy lips for their pads and the space over my pubic hair area; turns

out grape seed oil doesn?t help stim pad adhere to your skin, who knew?  On the other

hand, when the chastity belt came on, the oil on my skin let it glide over my waist and

thighs like a tight pair of pantyhose. That was everything in the kitchen, which meant it

was time to go to the den and strap myself into my big black leather recliner. Holding the

wires for the E-Stim connections coming from my nipples as well as those to the dildo

and plug, I walked to the den where I turned up the thermostat to 83 and then turned off

all the lights except for the three lamps on timers placed around my chair. I plugged the

E-stim machine into one of the regular outlets and the extension cord that would go to the

power adapters to the vibrators in my dildo and anal plug into the outlet ruled by the

motion sensor on the front porch. Then I turned on my laptop, made sure the screen saver

and sleep functions were off and signed into my web chat.

      My heart started beating out of my chest when I saw that Inspector A was already

online. I messaged him that I was almost ready except for a few details and choosing

which mask to wear. I had told him earlier about my choices and he said that it was my

decision but he liked the gold and white one over the blindfold; especially for what we

were planning. Sitting back in my recliner, slipping around in the warm leather now

wetted by the oil dripping from my hair, I agreed. Yes, when I was teased and especially

when I came, I was very vocal and loud. Anyone near my house would be able to hear me

as I moaned and eventually gave in to screaming when I orgasmed; but I was horny, and

we all know that thinking clearly is the first thing to go when you?re setting up for a hard

session.

      I slipped on the Mardi Gras mask and turned on my web cam. ?Well, here I am..?

He replied that I was gorgeous and that he wished he could be here to ravage me in my

vulnerable state. Taking the camera I showed him all the points of interest in my bondage

setup, both for his entertainment and as one last safety check in case I forgot anything.

The last part was to plug in and get tied down. After sitting down in my fluffy, black

leather bondage recliner, I plugged the wires from my nipple suckers into the # 5 and 6

channels on the Stim machine. The wires ran down underneath my tits and were held

against my body by the peek-a-boo bra. # 4 went to my clit ring and to the pad over my

pubic bone. # 3 went to the pads on my pussy lips, # 2 went into my ass (for obvious

reasons?), and # 1 went to the dildo filling my pussy. All 4 sets of these wires were held

in place by the chastity belt.

      The stim program on my computer is set so that it will start out trying to build me

to and orgasm as quickly as possible then it goes through a random mode where I could

feel any of the dozen or so stim programs my friend and I had arranged and fed into the

schedule. After 20 minutes of trying to make me cum, the program could then make me

either feel the ?torture? program, the ?slowly teasing your pussy lips, sucking on your clit

and flicking your nipples without ever allowing you to actually enjoy the full sensation of

it? program (he?s a big goof as you can tell by the names of these programs), the ?force

you to orgasm then force you to orgasm again and again and again, or the ?sitting quietly

with barely any stimulation at all? program. Or any of the others programs too since it

would be random selection for the following 3 hours! The continuous orgasm program

and the torture program both last about 20 minutes, was it too much to ask for the

randomizer just to flip flop back and forth between those two?

      Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you how I was going to get free, at least from the chair

that is. The inspector showed me a website that had remote controlled padlocks. He

bought 4 and sent them to me but first he reset all of the remotes to the same frequency,

that way, one remote opened and closed all 4 locks. He sent me 2 remotes in their

original condition. Another one he rigged up to a plug-in power supply and a timer; when

the timer came on, the signal to open all locks was transmitted. That would be my

primary means of escape. For my safety, Inspector A really impressed me with a little

trick using my phone.  My phone is set to go directly to the answering machine, he

showed me that he could call my house and press the button on the fourth remote that he

kept and it would actually open all of the locks all the way at my house. VERY COOL.

      The only thing left to do was to slip on the suspension cuffs and shackles onto my

wrists and ankles, connect the power supply from my vibrating pussy and ass invaders

into the cord connected to the motion sensor, take one of the remotes to the locks and

position the restraints inside the open parts of the locks. Doing that, my arms and legs

wide open, oil glistening down my body, nipples? Oops, bimbo moment again, I didn?t

set the vibrators on my nipples. Mmm, there we go. ?Ok, Inspector, do you see anything

else that I might have forgotten?? ?Let?s run through your checklist: ?

      We ran through the checklist he had compiled of all my bondage / torture / and

stimulation effects, then all the safety and release methods, all the while the timer on the

stim program getting closer to zero. ?Seems like you?re all set, the rest is up to you and

your nerves.?I set my feet and hands against the open locks, the shiny loops of chromed

steel begging to be locked away. My ankles were shaking so it took a while to get the

loop on my left ankle restraint in place in the lock. Finally I was there. I held a remote in

each hand. I was breathing heavily, the warmth of the room nearly making me sweat.

Slowly, I pressed on one of the buttons? pppppppPress? click-click-click-click.

       ?Oh my God! I did it!? I pressed the release button and all four locks clicked

again, this time renewing my freedom.  It works, it all works, so I had to undo my hands

and write this part into my story, just in case something goes wrong, at least someone will

know how I got into this position in the first place. Inspector A wants me to send him a

copy of my story as written so far before I lock my hands and can?t move again. If I can

get free, wow, I?m actually just starting to think I may not be able to get free?. Ok,

WHEN I get free, I?ll try to hop onto my computer and write up everything that happens

as soon as possible so I won?t forget any of the details. Wish me luck, hope to finish

writing this soon. Well, not too soon.

when it came to Halloween. Basically, we just didn?t celebrate it; ever. The spookiest

thing I ever did when I was a kid for October 31st was watching ?It?s the Great Pumpkin,

Charlie Brown.? How pathetic, yes, I know. Even through high school, when I got invited

out to parties, my parents would tell me that I could go out any day or night of the year

except one, guess which?

      College allowed me to let my hair down a bit and I actually went to a few

costume parties. It was the first time I ever got to dress up and be someone else; someone

who didn?t look totally hot and as such, I usually dressed down for the occasion. One

year I was a cow, then a pirate wench, then Trinity from The Matrix? so on and so forth.

Halloween also opened up my sexuality since it was the one opportunity that everyone

informally agreed that: ?what happens when you?re in costume doesn?t really happen to

you as the person wearing it, so its all good.? This premise let me experience some things

that every college girl fantasizes about and I?m sure most of the guys think about us girls

doing.

       My first lesbian experience, my first threesome (me and two other girls), my first

foursome (me and three guys), and my first real Oh My GOD! moment in sex.  It wasn?t

my first experience with bondage but it was, by far, the best.  This isn?t the story about

that time, I?ll tell that one some other day. Tonight I?m writing the story about what

became of those nights, and that is my rather extensive play in self bondage. Ok, I?ll give

you a hint, girlfriend convinced me to go to a sorority party dressed as a latex-clad, super-

sexy maid; and I ended up being the bondage maid tied spread eagle and tongue lashed

by several of the pledges. Mmmmm, whooo, you know how you get that full body blush

when you think of something you did that was super naughty? LOL.

      Anyway, that experience led me into bondage with my, then-current, girlfriend,

and future boyfriends. None of them, however, could or would ever tie me up the way I

really wanted to be. So I did it myself; researched into self bondage, found Gromet?s

wonderful site, (Love you baby!!), and tried most everything I could think of or read

about.  I met a guy online, ?Inspector A?, on Yahoo Chat, back when it was actually still

something that real people chatted on; and he was in engineering and kind of a redneck so

all of his ideas for self bondage were super cheap as he?d tell me how to build them out

of things I found around the house.  I?ve told him about my Halloween experiences and

he?s asked me a lot of questions regarding what I?d like to be my ultimate Halloween Self

Bondage Fantasy.

      Well, again trying to make a long story short, he came up with an intense self

bondage session for me, planned out in fine detail and he?d talk me through all the hard

parts. God bless all you kinky geeks out there. (**KISS**)

      Unfortunately, the first thing I had to do was put in some electrical fixtures and

wire that into my house along with a new front porch light on the left side of my front

door. I?m a girl, so electricity scares me, especially when you can?t call for help and

explain that what you were trying to do was wire up a plug for your self bondage session.

Inspector A told me what to buy to replace my front porch light with a motion sensing

system so the light would come on when anyone walked onto my front porch. The other

porch lamp had a light sensing eye so it would come on at dark, but I has a much smaller

bulb. He also told me how to wire everything in; even checking my work on webcam.

      There was a special addition that he had me rig up to the outdoor motion sensor /

light; it was two wall plugs, one inside the house right behind the front door and the other

outside in the same spot. When the porch light sensed someone walking up to the house

the outside light, and both plugs would come on. He also showed me how to rig in a

switch on the inside wall so that I could turn this feature off and use the indoor plug

normally. The neat part about this setup is, I usually have a lamp plugged into that outlet

and as I walk up to my front door when I get home from work, both the outdoor lights

and the lamp inside turned on at the same time. He asked if I wanted to be able to see

who would be coming to the front door and then walked me through the steps of putting

in a color security camera that I could plug into my DVR and TV. This way, on

Halloween night, I?d be able to see who was doing what in front of my house.

      So, those home improvements done, I moved on to buying up the recommended

accoutrements that he suggested I employ for this session. Some I had and those I didn?t

were very expensive, but I make good money and my job isn?t subject to the economy as

much as others. Oh well, stimulating the economy by shopping for bondage gear. I

bought a ?Big John Vibrating Dong,? Oh my God that sounds so silly; but its an 8.5?

long x 1.75? thick vibrating, black latex dildo with an external battery pack that has a

variable speed setting as well as two electrodes built into it. This was going to be my

main pleasure toy for the evening, in conjunction with the 1.5? x 5.5? vibrating eletrosex

stim butt plug.

      Next I got a pair of suction nipple cups that had tiny battery powered vibrators

that juusssstt tickle the very tips of my nipples when they?re in place. At my friend?s

instruction I painted the inside of the nipple cups with aluminum paint, so that I could

hook two electrodes to them, one on each side of each nipple and zap them independently

or together.  Of course if I?m buying toys with electrodes, I need a zapping system and he

showed me one on Amazon that was like 50% off but still a great buy. It?s a Mega 6 E-

stim unit and it has 6 channels and thus I can get zapped in 6 different places at once and

in varying sequences. So, one channel to each of my nipples, one to my pussy, one to my

ass, one dedicated to my clit and the final one to my pussy lips. In trying it out with the

SmartStim system online I came up with a sequence of signals that was mild at first, then

worked me up to near orgasm, then back to working me over slowly, then for several

minutes it was pure torture and then it went through the ?rapid forced multiple orgasms?

phase.

      I got a Deluxe Leather Women's Chastity Device that locks onto my thighs and

waist to keep everything in place. A lightweight leather lined slave collar, heavy duty

suspension straps for my wrists, a pair of thigh high, black latex stockings, a peek-a-boo

black leather bra completely without any cups so my tits just spout from them like pair of

volcanic islands out of the ocean. Now, when it comes to gags, I?m usually one who

favors a giant piece of rubber stuffed into my mouth with no possibility of it ever coming

out. That?s because when I cum I?m usually very, ahem, vocal.

      Thus, I ordered a heavy duty 1.5? ball gag that came equipped with a padded,

black leather blindfold built into the head harness. Once that was on, all I?d be able to say

was MMMMMPFHHHHH! (those of you who?ve worn these know what I?m saying? :P

), plus I?ll be totally blind until I get the keys. It was already being shipped to me when I

was wandering around a Halloween novelty and costume shop when I found the most

gorgeous white and gold half face mask. This looked like something that you?d wear to a

Marie Antoinette invitation only masquerade ball. It was so gorgeous I just had to have it

but now I?m in a pickle (sorry, they had a giant pickle costume there too and the imagery

stuck).

      Which mask do I wear? One has a gag but the other doesn?t. I decided not to

decide right then, I?d try them both on the night of Halloween and choose based on how I

felt. Uh, oh, That?s tonight? and its already 2 PM, OMG I have to hurry. Ok, so, I?ve set

everything for my bondage session out on the table by the front door, and then went

about setting all the candy in a dispenser that Inspector A built and sent for me to try out

as a prototype. It?s a push button dispenser for Halloween candy if you happen to be

away from home and don?t want one person stealing everything from your bowl and

leaving nothing for anyone else.

      You just fill up the 4 compartments in the top with various candy treats and

secure it to the base which you can fill with water to keep all the little bastard children

whom run around on Halloween from messing with it. I plugged it into the outside outlet

hooked to the motion sensor. Filled the hoppers with candy, secured the top and turned

on the switch to try it out. Nothing? oops, not dark yet, motion sensor has a daylight

sensor too, BIMBO MOMENT! I hooked it to an extension cord and when I pushed the

button on the side, 4 pieces of candy dropped out. The counter on the front took 10

seconds to reset and the light turned green, I pressed again and 4 more pieces of candy. I

couldn?t help but marvel at how brilliant and simple it was and then quickly realized that

the silk robe I was wearing on an unusually sunny late October afternoon, didn?t really

cover all that much when you?re standing on your front porch.

      Ok, plugged it back into the outlet on the motion sensor and all my ?normal?

Halloween things were now set. I stepped back in and locked the front door with the dead

bolt and the chain. Turned on the TV, faced it towards my recliner, and tuned it to the

security feed coming from the front porch camera. I then ran around the house pulling

curtains and shades and when I was dead certain they were all closed, I pulled off my

robe and walked it upstairs to my bedroom closet. I put it on the hanger, closed the door,

locked the deadbolt that I had installed in it and pulled out the key. Every single piece of

?normal? clothing I own ? is inside of this closet? out of my reach ? unless I have this

key. Additionally, the keys to all of the locks I?m going to use in my self bondage scene

to come are in the pocket of my robe, which means this one key, is the key to them all.

      I held that sucker with a death grip and flew down the stairs, out to the garage and

tied it to the string I had prepare to keep it afloat in the middle of a 2 gallon bucket of ice

water. Every ice tray I had was floating in that bucket to help it freeze solid faster. I

popped it into my large chest freezer and locked it with the giant padlock that I had

setting aside it. OMG it splashed my chest; oh GOD that?s so cold!!!! My nipples turned

hard and I screamed again as I stepped back into the puddle on the floor.

      Ok, to review this, if and when I get free of my bondage, before I can get to any

of my clothes I have to get into the freezer and let the bucket thaw out so I can get the

key to my closet; but one of the two keys to the padlock on the freezer is inside the

wrapper of a mini candy bar which itself is at the top of the candy dispenser on my front

porch; ready to be taken by a happy child or mischievous teenager without thinking what

it is until they?ve already left. The second key is in the mail and won?t come until at least

Monday. If I?m too late in getting free, or if there are too many customers to my porch,

then the key to my freedom, the end to my nudity and preservation of my sanity will walk

away along with the last of my candy.

      I close the lid to the freezer, put the latch over it and insert the lock but I don?t

close it, not just yet. I left the padlock open and went back to my bathroom, stepping in

that freezing puddle of water on the floor as I went, shrieking because it was so cold on

my bare little toesies. Upstairs I looked at the clock on the wall for the last time, it was

after 5 PM and the light outside was starting to get dim. I unplugged the clock, like every

other one in the house as well as my TV, radios, CD, DVD, and all other electronic

things. That was to guarantee that I couldn?t find a clock anywhere in the house so I?d

have no idea what time it was.

      I ?cleaned myself out? for the butt plug; the whole process of which is still kinda

grosses to me so no details forthcoming in THAT; and then I returned to my kitchen. I

stepped onto the warm tiles, looking across my kitchen counter which was covered with

black leather, chromed steel, various electrical and rubber things which I was about to

force myself to endure for however long it takes. That moment always makes me really

nervous as every possible crazy ?what-if? scenario goes through my head again and

again. Fire, burglar, can?t get free?surprise visit by mom & dad, cops break down my

front door with a camera crew in tow. Hmm, that last one always makes me giggle a little

because my dad and brother both love to watch COPS. I picture them sitting on the couch

watching and my dad says: ?Hey, isn?t that your sister?s house?? ?? can?t be, there?s a

pervert living there??

      Oh my God that always settles me enough to actually go through with my plans.

With that, I looked to see what should come first. The latex stockings kinda beckoned out

to me and so I sat down on my barstool and pulled the first one on; or should I say, tried

to pull the first one on. I don?t know if its because my skin was still cold from stepping in

the puddle or what but it was really rough going just getting my right foot into the little

latex booty at the base of the stocking. I knew that you could use baby oil to lube up latex

clothing to help put it on but I didn?t want to feel quite so greasy and slippery the whole

time I was in bondage. Looking around my cupboard, I found a liter bottle of grape seed

oil. My mother got this for me last Christmas because it was supposed to be good for

your skin, but I didn?t know if you were supposed to eat it or wear it and I didn?t dare

ask.

        I poured a little on my hands and started rubbing it down my thigh, then my calf,

all the way to my toes. Up the back of my leg, to my ass, to my pussy, through my pussy;

mmm feels nice. So I try to pull the stocking on again but my hands are too slippery from

the oil, so I have to dry them off and try again. This time it slips on so easily that I think

about finally thanking my mother for this oil. I just hope I haven?t gotten too much of it

on the outside of the stocking or else I?ll be ice skating across my kitchen before I ever

get to play. I thought that the oil felt so good on my skin that I?d might as well lube my

entire body with it. So I poured a little more in my hands and rubbed it into my tits and

then down my abs, cupped my ass with a big wet handful, massaged my neck and did my

best to cover my back with it as well. I tasted it and ran my hands through my hair when I

realized that ?ohh, stupid, I shouldn?t have done that?? Now my hair was half oily.

*sigh*? ?Oh well, in for a penny, in for a pound??

      I picked up the bottle and held it over my head and gave a gentle squeeze; I felt

the first drops hit the top of my head but I couldn?t see how much I was putting so I tried

to be a little conservative. Setting the bottle back down I gently pulled my hands through

my hair and flopped it forward with my head facing down. I could feel the excess oil

dripping onto my chest and running down my back and I could also see these little drops

landing on my stone floor. ?A little overboard with that Nat? I thought to myself. Oh

well, it was done, and it didn?t really bother me that much. I picked up my wide leather

slave collar and strapped it around my neck, slipped into the peek-a-boo bra, then picked

up the vibrating vacuum nipple cups. The suction cups just kissed onto my very hard

nipples. Of course they were hard because I was aroused, at this point aren?t you? I gave

it one little pump and it sucked my nipple inside, just to where it was kissing the vibrating

head inside the cup.

      Once the nipples were done, I used a little more oil to lube up my ass and really

wet down my pussy for their respective intruders. Unfortunately I had to take a paper

towel to dry off my pussy lips for their pads and the space over my pubic hair area; turns

out grape seed oil doesn?t help stim pad adhere to your skin, who knew?  On the other

hand, when the chastity belt came on, the oil on my skin let it glide over my waist and

thighs like a tight pair of pantyhose. That was everything in the kitchen, which meant it

was time to go to the den and strap myself into my big black leather recliner. Holding the

wires for the E-Stim connections coming from my nipples as well as those to the dildo

and plug, I walked to the den where I turned up the thermostat to 83 and then turned off

all the lights except for the three lamps on timers placed around my chair. I plugged the

E-stim machine into one of the regular outlets and the extension cord that would go to the

power adapters to the vibrators in my dildo and anal plug into the outlet ruled by the

motion sensor on the front porch. Then I turned on my laptop, made sure the screen saver

and sleep functions were off and signed into my web chat.

      My heart started beating out of my chest when I saw that Inspector A was already

online. I messaged him that I was almost ready except for a few details and choosing

which mask to wear. I had told him earlier about my choices and he said that it was my

decision but he liked the gold and white one over the blindfold; especially for what we

were planning. Sitting back in my recliner, slipping around in the warm leather now

wetted by the oil dripping from my hair, I agreed. Yes, when I was teased and especially

when I came, I was very vocal and loud. Anyone near my house would be able to hear me

as I moaned and eventually gave in to screaming when I orgasmed; but I was horny, and

we all know that thinking clearly is the first thing to go when you?re setting up for a hard

session.

      I slipped on the Mardi Gras mask and turned on my web cam. ?Well, here I am..?

He replied that I was gorgeous and that he wished he could be here to ravage me in my

vulnerable state. Taking the camera I showed him all the points of interest in my bondage

setup, both for his entertainment and as one last safety check in case I forgot anything.

The last part was to plug in and get tied down. After sitting down in my fluffy, black

leather bondage recliner, I plugged the wires from my nipple suckers into the # 5 and 6

channels on the Stim machine. The wires ran down underneath my tits and were held

against my body by the peek-a-boo bra. # 4 went to my clit ring and to the pad over my

pubic bone. # 3 went to the pads on my pussy lips, # 2 went into my ass (for obvious

reasons?), and # 1 went to the dildo filling my pussy. All 4 sets of these wires were held

in place by the chastity belt.

      The stim program on my computer is set so that it will start out trying to build me

to and orgasm as quickly as possible then it goes through a random mode where I could

feel any of the dozen or so stim programs my friend and I had arranged and fed into the

schedule. After 20 minutes of trying to make me cum, the program could then make me

either feel the ?torture? program, the ?slowly teasing your pussy lips, sucking on your clit

and flicking your nipples without ever allowing you to actually enjoy the full sensation of

it? program (he?s a big goof as you can tell by the names of these programs), the ?force

you to orgasm then force you to orgasm again and again and again, or the ?sitting quietly

with barely any stimulation at all? program. Or any of the others programs too since it

would be random selection for the following 3 hours! The continuous orgasm program

and the torture program both last about 20 minutes, was it too much to ask for the

randomizer just to flip flop back and forth between those two?

      Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you how I was going to get free, at least from the chair

that is. The inspector showed me a website that had remote controlled padlocks. He

bought 4 and sent them to me but first he reset all of the remotes to the same frequency,

that way, one remote opened and closed all 4 locks. He sent me 2 remotes in their

original condition. Another one he rigged up to a plug-in power supply and a timer; when

the timer came on, the signal to open all locks was transmitted. That would be my

primary means of escape. For my safety, Inspector A really impressed me with a little

trick using my phone.  My phone is set to go directly to the answering machine, he

showed me that he could call my house and press the button on the fourth remote that he

kept and it would actually open all of the locks all the way at my house. VERY COOL.

      The only thing left to do was to slip on the suspension cuffs and shackles onto my

wrists and ankles, connect the power supply from my vibrating pussy and ass invaders

into the cord connected to the motion sensor, take one of the remotes to the locks and

position the restraints inside the open parts of the locks. Doing that, my arms and legs

wide open, oil glistening down my body, nipples? Oops, bimbo moment again, I didn?t

set the vibrators on my nipples. Mmm, there we go. ?Ok, Inspector, do you see anything

else that I might have forgotten?? ?Let?s run through your checklist: ?

      We ran through the checklist he had compiled of all my bondage / torture / and

stimulation effects, then all the safety and release methods, all the while the timer on the

stim program getting closer to zero. ?Seems like you?re all set, the rest is up to you and

your nerves.?I set my feet and hands against the open locks, the shiny loops of chromed

steel begging to be locked away. My ankles were shaking so it took a while to get the

loop on my left ankle restraint in place in the lock. Finally I was there. I held a remote in

each hand. I was breathing heavily, the warmth of the room nearly making me sweat.

Slowly, I pressed on one of the buttons? pppppppPress? click-click-click-click.

       ?Oh my God! I did it!? I pressed the release button and all four locks clicked

again, this time renewing my freedom.  It works, it all works, so I had to undo my hands

and write this part into my story, just in case something goes wrong, at least someone will

know how I got into this position in the first place. Inspector A wants me to send him a

copy of my story as written so far before I lock my hands and can?t move again. If I can

get free, wow, I?m actually just starting to think I may not be able to get free?. Ok,

WHEN I get free, I?ll try to hop onto my computer and write up everything that happens

as soon as possible so I won?t forget any of the details. Wish me luck, hope to finish

writing this soon. Well, not too soon.