Ruth Ann High School Ch 03
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She studied her middle-aged face in the mirror and sighed. At 43, she was,in the terms of an earlier age, a spinster. She was certainly not deformed,but her face was a little long and she was thin and small busted, it had it'sadvantages, she looked like she was in her 30's and if worked hard at it, ata distance she could look like she was 13, however, closer inspection wouldreveal the fraud Her hair was muddy red, that could be improved with coloring,but soon it faded to its muddiness again. Her bra size was 28A and her measurementswere 28-23-29. She had heard her acquaintances note that she was a sweet person.
As for sex, Ruth-Anne Klauss was a virgin, she had always assumed that shewould reward her husband on their wedding night with the opportunity to deflowerher and so kept any kind of petting to a minimum. Sometimes, she wondered ifmaybe if she had only been willing to go a little farther than chaste playwith the boys she dated that perhaps she would be as domestic as her friendswere now with talk of teenagers and the like. The truth is that she had driftedaway from her high school chums and had long since stopped attending alumnifunctions for either high school or college.
Ruth-Anne (she abhorred nicknames and could not abide Ruthie) had startedworking at a department store while she attended college and stayed with themright through her MBA at age 24, she continued with the same store and weatheredseveral mergers and buyouts until she rose to the level of Senior Vice Presidentof Purchasing at age 34. In a mere 10 years, she was in the second tier ofmanagement. Her resume may suggest that she was a powerful woman and at workshe was and her position and demeanor tended to intimidate eligible men. Thebottom line was that she poured herself into her job and prospered, but hatedcoming home. Ruth-Anne like most women her age had grown up in a society whereeverything she saw for the joy of womanhood was aimed at becoming a wife anda mother, but the 80's and 90's changed that and the confusion of identityadded to her disadvantage. Ruth-Anne was not a beauty, she was an enigma, onthe one hand, she was the powerful business woman, outwardly, but that wasat war with her internal core belief that she should be in the middle of asuburban class dream.
The result was spinsterhood, the loneliness really did not start to impacther until at age 36. The company was in the middle of another merger. However,this time her position was axed. She got an extremely lucrative buyout of hercontract as a member of senior management, so financially she was set. Theproblem was, there was really no place for her to go for another job. She hadbecome fairly one dimensional and had not taken the typical path that broadenedher experience, she was happy to stay in purchasing and even mistakenly believedthat she had become indispensable. So, while she was more than comfortablefinancially, she was without her position and the long hours she worked. Thatmeant that she was alone and without much of a purpose. She took three cruisesand a holiday in Paris and that took up one year. Secretly, she hoped to findsomeone on these outings, but other than come ons from some undesirable menand some missteps with several desirable candidates, she was back where shestarted. On a business level she was adroit, on a personal level she was clumsy.
With no professional prospects on the horizon and little more stomach forthe singles scene, Ruth-Anne retreated to her home. For the next two years,she had made 6 forays into new jobs, that just did not work out and she wasfar too overqualified and expensive for most purchasing positions out there.So, gradually, she accepted her forced retirement. She kept fit, but did puton some fat, interestingly enough, the extra weight went to her breasts andhips she moved to a 29B bra and her new measurements were 29-23-30. Ruth-Annedid not note this as that was not something on which she kept tabs.
About three years ago, Ruth-Anne had discovered something on the internetthat she would never had guessed would hold her interest, BDSM, It was a mildjourney to begin with, she had joined a chatroom with a name Service with aSmile, it was a female only room. Ruth-Anne was surprised at the topics, servitude,submitting to training and discipline. Learning to provide sex with the minimumof pleasure. It was a straight female submissive group. Ruth-Anne joined ingradually, taking the role as devil's advocate. She was polite and articulateand became popular in the room precipitating several lively discussions. Sheformed friendships in the room and spent fully two hours every evening chattingin the room with the "ladies" (she suspected that a few were actually men.)After about seven months of chatting in the room, one of the girls inadvertentlywrote: "Check me out on my website: www.wenchonherknees.net. UseOverlord1218 as your username and obeyme as your password." Subby10001 quicklywrote: "Oops, that was supposed to go in another room sorry, lol, but you guysare welcome to look too. Just use Overlord1219 and obeyme, if that doesn'twork just keep adding 1 to the user name until it lets you in." Intrigued,Ruth-Anne went to the website to log in, she was not first there though, shefinally clicked in with Overlord1231. Subby10001 had password protected thesite because she had several nude shots, otherwise, the site was fairly innocuous,as Ruth-Anne would discover soon. Mostly, she was in lingerie and posing. Itwas really kind of cute.
Subby10001's site was a sponsored site and had several banners and a linkto a "self-bondage" site. This intrigued Ruth-Anne as the site discussed manyideas and methods on how someone could restrain themselves and eventually bereleased.. For the next two weeks, she studied that site and several othersdealing with self-bondage. One site presented her with some drawn illustrationson how to put herself into a simple hogtie. Ruth-Anne quickly went and gotthe required materials. She cut the rope she purchased into the lengths itindicated. She took her "release knife" to the end of the main hallway to thebedrooms. Then, just to add her own little touch, she wrapped the blade inmasking tape. She reasoned this accomplished two things, first it made thebondage a little more difficult and longer, but it still assured release andthe tape would protect her hands as she searched for the knife to cut herselffree. She took the prepared knife and a pile of old jeans and placed it inthe pocket of one of the 6 pair of worn out jeans she had purchased from athrift store. Next, she mixed them up so she was unsure as to which of thejeans held the knife. She proceeded then to tie the legs of the pants to eachother and through the waist and out of the leg of the pants, until she hadcreated a massive Gordian type of knot. Ruth-Anne tossed it at the end of the40 foot hallway, it was the longest in the house.
Ruth-Anne drew a breath and shuddered, she was excited. To calm herself,she drew a bath and soaked. After she dried off, she went to her wardrobe andselected a smart grey business suit with a skirt, of course. Even though theillustration was of a girl clad only in high heels, she had a different visionof her bondage. Her Fantasy was more of an abduction. So, she tied herselffully clothed in the business suit replete with black pantyhose and heels.She did, however, allow herself to select a provocative turquoise bra and pantyset she had purchased from a lingerie boutique. She put on the bra, panties,pantyhose and black 3 ½ " heels. She then went to her vanity andcarefully did her make up. She checked herself in the mirror and nodded atherself. She pulled on her skirt and carefully fastened it in the back andthen zipped it up. She selected a somewhat sheer white blouse, the bra wasclearly discernable under it, buttoned up the front and tied it with a bowat the collar, then she put on the gray jacket matching the skirt. She smiledand thought that she made a pleasing victim.
She went though the house and carefully closed all the blinds and lockedthe doors and then made a second round to double check herself. When she hadassured herself as to her privacy and security, she went to the living room.The spot she chose was about another 25 feet from her release, so she wouldhave to travel 65 feet to start to find the knife that would release her. Whenshe finally did find it, she would have to remove the tape from the blade tocut herself free. She was pleased with the plan, it was certainly not goingto be a quick scene, but she was confident that she was going to be able toescape.
She sat on the floor and began to tie her ankles, taking care to follow thedirections that she had downloaded. She chose 4 coils and snugly put the 4coils around her ankles. Then she tied a slip knot noose in one of the endsof the excess rope, which she then wrapped it twice between her legs, cinchingthe bonds tight. There was about another 5 inches left over, she left the noosehanging down and then she used the other loose end to cinch the ankles a littletighter. She applied a simple gag, a scarf the she tied tightly in a cleavestyle, when she tried to speak she was surprised at how effectively it madeher unintelligible. She had measured carefully the amount of rope for her wristcoils, she slid the coils through the noose on the rope tied to her ankles.
She rolled carefully to on her side and worked her wrists into the coilswith the noose between her wrists, the instructions indicated to twist thecoils once to make a figure eight. However, Ruth-Anne wanted to make sure,so she twisted it once more. That move, she would regret later. She drew herwrists slowly out and felt the coils cinched down on them. She rolled on toher stomach and pulled against the slipknot. As they cinched up she noticedthat the rope was very tight and was cutting off circulation. She realizedthat the second twist was the culprit. She decided she had better get goinga little faster or there may be a problem using her hands to free herself.
Traveling on her stomach was a real education. Ruth-Anne wiggled and squirmed,slowly moving towards the hall. Her movement was slow and she was getting verytired, she had to stop twice before she even reached the hall. The trip washell on her pantyhose too, it was run and starting to tatter. In addition,most of the buttons of the blouse were ripped off and her brightly coloredbra peeked out into the open from the blouse, that was now being pushed backon her shoulders. By the time she reached the hallway, she was tired and stoppedto rest. In the full length mirror in the hallway, she could see that she lookedthe part of a kidnaped damsel in distress. Now, she regretted not figuringa way to take pictures. Suddenly, her painful wrists reminded her that shewas supposed to be hurrying her movement, so as to make good her escape andshe was only roughly 1/3 of the way there, she better get started.
She moaned and cried out from the pain. She now sported a decent rug burnjust below her tits, she was soaked in sweat and her eyes stung from the sweatdripping from her scalp into her eyes. Even though she was not truly in physicaldanger, she felt like she had been beaten.
After 2 hours, she finally arrived at the rats nest that held the knife sheneeded. She had to move herself to put herself in position to start workingat the jeans. In doing so, she managed to slide her skirt up into a bunch andher matching bra and panty were now exhibited openly. The tips of her fingershad slowly started turning bluish and felt cold, lending to the difficultyof untying the jeans from each other, it seemed torturously slow to her.
Ruth-Anne was very grateful that she found the knife in the pocket of thefourth pair of jeans. The next trick was to either tear off or unwrap the tapefrom the blade of the knife. Tearing it off was not likely to happen, as shediscovered, she had next to no leverage. That only left to her was the optionof unwrapping it. Her hands already felt painful and she was quickly losingfeeling in her fingers. Finally, she had the blade clear of the tape and shecut the rope holding her ankles to her wrists, the release of pressure helped.Next, she slipped blade inside her wrist coils and managed to nick herselfin the process. Ruth-Anne had to be patient, it took a sawing motion to cutthrough the rope.
Hands freed, she quickly removed the other rope cuff and winced at the newpain as blood invaded her digits again. She cut away the rest of the rope andsat back against the wall. She was drenched in sweat from head to foot. Shefelt stiff from the exertion and guessed that she would pay a price in thenext couple of days. But all in all, it had been a success.
"Next time..." she thought to herself, in spite of the problems she experienced,she was already imagining her next session. From that point, she was alwaysengaged in self-bondage type thoughts, it was like a secret lover would cometo her and sweep her off her feet. She would feel herself lubricate as sheacted her fantasies out.
Early on, she wanted to try several ideas of self-bondage and self humiliation.There were few repeats of the miscalculations from her first attempt at bondage.She was very astute and taught herself about knots and then about releases.Ruth-Anne's creativity started to present new ways to bind herself for specificamounts of time. She looked at each event as a new opportunity to test certainof her boundaries.
To start, Ruth-Anne worked only with ropes She tied herself in differentkinds of hogties first. Then she discovered standing ties. With that innovation,she found new items and materials, such as spreader bars, handcuffs and thelike. Her performance was magnificent, but all of it happened in front of amirror, alone, in her attic. Ruth-Anne thought it seemed quixotic, most dungeonswere in the basement, hers was in the attic
Ruth-Anne began trying new scenarios. To this point, she was always was fullydressed, but gradually, her fantasies turned more exotic. In one session, shemanaged to created a timed weight drop that pulled her panties down her legs.For good measure, her skirt was pulled up to expose her cunt.
Ruth-Anne discovered the interesting combination of candles and twine orcord as a release. She found that a candle when lit, would burn for a consistentlength of time. She used the candle to burn the twine that held the releaseitem, a knife or a key. By altering things slightly with several pulleys, shecould use a 10 lb weight attached to several ropes as the means to manipulatethings while she was bound. Those ropes, with the weights could be in turnwere fed through one or two pulleys and attached to the crotch of her pantiesand two attached to the hem of a skirt.
She readied her standing bondage so she could quickly bind herself to makethe plan work. She had left the skirt by the bondage items and she would slipinto it after she had set the candles. Then, she set the weight so that ithung about 8 feet in the air, It was supported by twine that was tied to arafter. The weight was set to drop 4 feet before it took the slack in her clothingropes. She lit the shorter candle next to the twine holding the 10 lb. weight.When she was sure it was lit she placed another longer candle next to her pocketknife release. She hurried over to the binding area, first she tied the ropefor the crotch of her panties and then slipped into the already prepared skirt.She fixed herself into her bondage and tugged at it to cinch up. Now, she hadto wait.
Ruth-Anne purposely allowed a longer amount of time before either of thecandles would engage the twine. She wanted plenty of time to catch her breathand allow herself to drift into a semblance of quiet. One of the benefits ofthe twine release is there is no mechanical sounds. The twine burns silently.The first you realize the trigger is sprung is when the release is swingingnear your hand. She would also see it in the mirror.
She hoped that the weight would expose her by pulling down her panties farenough to show her pussy, then, raising the skirt enough to show her crotchclearly. She admired her image in the mirror, she had purposely made herselfup like a schoolgirl. There was no gag this time. All she could hear was thedistant noises from outside her house. The only warning she got was a suddenwhirring and then her panties snapped down and her skirt snapped up in unison.It was quick and seemed almost violent. One second she was dressed, the nextshe was standing there with her womanhood very effectively exhibited. The pantieshad been yanked down to her ankles and the skirt almost covered her face. Itwas a total success. It was at this point, she cursed herself for not havingthe foresight of having a camera record the triumph, she wanted to appreciateit as an observer as well.
However, there was an additional bonus. Ruth-Anne felt moist and warm inher pussy. She had given herself 30 minutes before the second twine burnedthrough and she released herself. It was then that she actually became awareof the wetness on the inside of her thighs. She recognized it as her vaginalfluids, the session had almost gotten her off.
Ruth-Anne was determined to go the last session one better and immediatelystarted to think what would be more dramatic. Though this time, she promisedherself that she would capture it on film. She studied the problem and hadan idea, she would design a trigger that would literally rip all her clothesoff!
It took her almost 3 weeks to plan the session. First, she made some rareinternet purchases and had them shipped to her home. Then, she had to makeseveral trips to different hardware stores to get the pulleys and hardwareto actually get the action she was trying to achieve.
Next, she went to a thrift store some distance away and purchased, a longskirt, a frilly blouse, and a pullover knitted vest. Ruth-Anne weakened theseams on the clothing and sewed some discreet attach points on the clothing.Next she went to a WalMart and purchased an inexpensive bra and panty set,as well as cheap white slip. As Ruth-Anne was out that time, she stopped bya lingerie boutique and bought a garter belt and stockings. While she was there,she saw a pair of high heels and on a whim bought them. They were 5" highheels and the highest she had worn in her life was 3 ½ inch heels. Sherealized that she would have to practice in them or possibly injure herselfin a fall. As with the other clothing she modified, she weakened the seamson the bra and the panties and sewed some attach points to them too. Now shewas forced to impatiently wait.
Ten days later her order from the internet arrived, in the box were severalleather cuffs with D rings. She had ordered duplicate sets for her wrists andher ankles. Until now, Ruth-Anne had exclusively been using ropes for her bondage.She now was going to try leather restraints to speed up the time she couldstart the "clock' so to speak and be restrained. The longer she was fettered,the happier she was going to be. In addition, she had two home video camerasset up on tripods, this time she was going to be the victim and watch too.
She next practiced the new escape method: keys to padlocks. Ruth-Anne wantedto make sure first she could unlock the hasp in almost any position and alsonot being able to directly see the lock, as well. She wanted to make sure thatshe would not be able to release herself prior to the release key becomingavailable. However, she had a problem, if she used the quick connect attachments,the bondage was loose. She would only need to manipulate her hands slightlyto free herself. To counter this, she determined that by fastening the wristcuffs with the D ring to the back with padlocks, then the quick release connectionwould not be close enough to release, but this only worked when she was stretchedin her standing spread eagle bondage. Otherwise, the wrist cuffs could be easilydefeated. It was how to get that extra two inches to take the slack out ofher wrist restraints and leave only the padlocks as the way to escape thatposed the problem. Ruth-Anne solved this by using a very simple combinationof a spring pin used in tents and a metal tube sleeve. Her arm ropes met ata central point above her head. By tying the knot at the proper point she cinchedher bondage by pulling on a string attached to the tube that acted as the sleeveOnce she pulled it enough, the spring loaded pins sprang and the pins heldthe sleeve in place, forcing Ruth-Anne to wait for her release key to fall.She practiced and tested things for another week.
Ruth-Anne felt she was close to ready and started to "tie up" some looseends. Her maid was due the day after the day she planned to do this, so thelongest she would be stuck was 18 hours, she left a note asking her maid tocheck the attic. She was certain it would not be needed, but it was her backup.
She studied the six 10 lb weights and their corresponding rope, each ropewould be attached to one of the items of clothes she had prepared for this.She prepared the candle for the weights in a unique way, she left some variedspace between each of the twine triggers so that it would be difficult to guesswhen the next trigger would burn.. She engineered it so it ripped the clothesoff from the outside in and the candle for her release key should trigger in45 minutes to an hour after she had been stripped of her underwear.
She went downstairs and pissed and got a drink. She bathed and dressed inthe lingerie only and then retrieved the one extravagance in her order fromthe internet. It was an O ring gag. She had tried it on before and was surprisedthat it did not stretch her jaws as much as she had thought it would.
She checked her watch, it was 20 minutes before 3:00 and time to start, so,Ruth-Anne fastened the gag into place, removed her watch and fastened her wristand ankle cuffs on where she needed them, then went to the attic.
She wore only the panties, the bra, her garter belt, stockings and high heelswhen she climbed the steps up into the attic, as well, of course, as the cuffson her wrists and ankles.
For the first time, she took down the mirror, in its place were the two mountedcamcorders, one in front and one at her back, both well clear of the mechanisms.Next, she climbed a stepladder and lit the first candle, then she climbed downand pushed the step ladder over to where the second candle was perched andlit it. Now the race was on to complete her binding.
Quickly, Ruth-Anne climbed down the stepladder and stowed it and moved asquickly as her 5" heels allowed her. She then attached the correct ropesto her panties and bra, they hung slack waiting to do their deed. She pulledon the slip and attached the rope for that item, then Ruth-Anne pulled on herskirt and fastened it place, she then attached its rope to the skirt. Now,she was able to fasten her ankles into place, she chose to put herself intoa classic spreadeagle pose with all her limbs at approximately 45 degree anglesand the position of the quick connects held her wrists and legs at that angle.
Ruth-Anne smiled at the work done so far, but did not pause, she wanted themaximum time bound. So, she placed on the blouse and buttoned it. It made anice Victorian type of outfit, she had searched for a waistcoat to completethe look, but there was nothing at the thrift store that did it, the closestwas the reddish-brown knitted pullover vest. Ruth-Anne attached the rope forher blouse and pulled the vest on and when she was satisfied that everythingwas in place, she attached the last rope to the vest.
Now Ruth-Anne set to work on her wrists, The padlocks, when locked in placeto the quick connects slid into a position that allowed her to put her fingerson the keyhole, even when she was stretched. However, as it stood now, shecould also reach the quick connect. Ruth-Anne made a quick inspection and didnot see anything out of order to this point, so she placed a twine in her handand she grasped it. It was the twine trigger that would start the camcorders.Next, she held a second twine trigger in her hand and wrapped around her ringfinger. Then, she reached up to begin the intricate task of fastening her wristto the last point of bondage and locking it in place.
Once the padlock snapped into place, she checked what she could and feltsure it was going as planned. She carefully undid the twine from her ring fingerand started to tug at it, as she did, the tube started to slide down takingthe slack out of her wrist bondage until the quick connects were out of reachand she felt some tension in her position, at that point she heard a snap andshe tested to see if the tube would move up, it didn't.
Finally, Ruth-Anne had crossed the point of no return, she would be in thespreadeagle position until the release keys dropped. Now, she tugged at theremaining twine and heard a click and the soft sounds of the camcorders running.At this point all she could do was wait, she hoped that the image she providedwas enticing. Ruth-Anne was hot by anyone's measure, stretched out this way,she was the picture of a damsel in distress. In this case, though, there wouldbe no hero who would come along to rescue her modesty. It was at this point,that she started to dribble from her mouth, that only added to the helplesslook.
That was her plight now, and even though it was self-inflicted, it was efficient,she tried to find a flaw in her bondage, but it seemed very tight and secure.She did not struggle very long before she decided she was stuck.
Ruth-Anne had settled into a certain acceptance when the first trigger went,and the vest was pulled from her body. As it snapped away, it pulled her bosommomentarily with it and made her breasts bounce, adding a nice touch Just momentslater, the skirt was ripped off, she was surprised as the skirt was rippedoff and up, the stitching on the lower half of the skirt didn't separate untilit reached her armpits. Fortunately, the blouse protected her skin from abrasion,but she felt it and it was more painful than she was used to feeling.
Next, the blouse went, this she had arranged a little different, it actuallyhappened in two steps. She had arranged the rope down her front, inside theblouse. So, first, the buttons exploded off the top and then it was snappedoff, leaving her with only her bra covering above her waistline. This actionactually left a sore rash. Ruth-Anne was surprised that, while uncomfortable,the pain seemed quite tolerable.
The slip was taken next with little incident. It did snap at her butt, ina tantalizing preview of what was to come, but not hard enough to registerany pain at all. Now, she was a sight, quite fetching and very alluring, butof course, the bondage had not yet run its course.
The bra and her panties happened as close to simultaneous as possible. Hefelt her bra pull up dragging the globes up with the cups and the starchedlace of the upper cup scraped painfully across her nipples. As soon as thatdiscomfort had registered, the panties triggered, the side bands stretchedbefore giving way and the smooth material snapped back and away and sent asingle whipping stroke to her vagina. The pain was quick and intense.
Ruth-Anne's chest rose and fell in a staccato pattern as the final triggerof her clothes went, it took a good 15 minutes for her heart rate to slow andher breathing to return to normal. She was light headed and pool of her sexjuices lay puddled underneath her. And yet as powerful as the rush was, shedid not orgasm, however, the nascent woman didn't realize that, having neverexperienced one, Ruth-Anne thought she had felt a climax..
Now, Ruth-Anne was hooked, the adrenaline rush and the feeling in her groinmade this the most satisfying afterglow and she hung for the next half hourtotally spent. The key fell on schedule and she with some effort freed herselfand climbed down out of the attic. She gingerly walked to the table by thekitchen door, tore up and tossed the note to the maid in the trash.
Ruth-Anne had enjoyed all her bondage adventures, even the first one shepartially botched, but, this time, even an hour after the fact she was on ahigh. She drifted in a exciting haze well into the night. She finally had toforce herself to go make sure all the candles were out and the attic was closedup. She collapsed in bed and slept deeply. As she drifted off to sleep, shefelt enveloped in a warm sensual cloud. She drifted into the haze of sexualdreams, groaning in pleasure at the hands of an unseen tormentor. Ruth-Annewas going to have to do more, she was hooked.
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