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Hi out there, my name is Kate and I want to tell you a story that happenedto me some days ago.
I am living together with two of my friends, Sue and Annie, in a small flatin the middle of a small town
down in the south. The flat is just big enough for the three of us, withevery one of us having her own room and a big living room in the center ofthe flat.
But back to my story:
First you have to know that I regularly participate in self-bondage becauseI love the feelings it gives me, so every now and then, preferably when theothers are out for work (we have just begun to search for a Job, but havingjust finished highschool a few months ago it is hard to find oe, so we alldo little jobs from time to time to get some money).
This is just what I was planning to do three days ago, it was on a monday.
I went into my room, got out my equipment and readied myself.
The very first thing to do was fixing my release trigger to the wall abovemy bed. The mechanism consists of a pantyhose leg nailed to the wall. InsideI put a few ice cubes and pulled the key to my handcuffs over it. The key won`tmove before the ice is melted and it falls down into my waiting hands.
I lay down on my bed, spread-eagled on my back and fixed my right ankle tothe right bedpost with a light but strong chain, then the left ankle to theleft bedpost-my feet were effectively immobilized, all I could do with themwas struggling a few millimeters.
Next were my nipples, I am very sensible at my boobs, these pale C-cup breastshave caused me a lot of trouble already in my self-bondage sessions, as I feelpain very strongly in my boobs. Being used to this, I decided to use a verysoft pair of clamps on them, tightening them just until I could feel a littlepain and a minute step more.
After this I put on a wide dog collar made of soft black leather with twod-rings, one at the front and one at the back.
Then I put a pillow under my hips, lifting them until they were the highestpoint of my body. My pussy is shaved completely, not the smallest stubble canbe seen. I do not exactly know why I did this in the first time, but havingexperienced the sensation of a completely exposed pussy it became a habit forme to shave it completely every couple of days. Now this pussy was pointingup into the air as I put a small egg-shaped vibrator into it and sealed itshut by pincing my pussy lips together with two rather soft clamps.
I am particularly proud of this vibrator, as I have connected it to a timedsocket, setting it to start in 10 minutes.
The left hand was chained tightly to the left bedpost.
Quickly I put on a blindfold, put a gag between my full, brightly red lipsand fastened it.
The gag was a normal ball-gag, I decided to go straightforward this day.
Then I made a loop of chain around the right bedpost, padlocked it, madeanother loop around my right wrist, which required a quite artistic move.
And then the lock went "click"- I was restrained completely, there was nochance to free myself until the melting ice would drop the key into my hand.
Then the feelings that I love so much and that make me do this over and overagain started:
My fantasy went wild, I imagined myself being a slavegirl just about to besold to a rich but cruel man who would torture me or a rich girl that was capturedby pirates as a hostage lying helpless in the middle of 20 pirates who staredat me and smiled in a very frightening way. I pulled at the bonds that heldme, struggled and tried to free myself, but it was useless, all I archievedwith this was that my wrists began to hurt as my pale ,tender body moved againand again, beginning to sweat, the sweat wetting my whole body, burning inmy eyes and soaking my yellowish-red hair.
Just in the moment that my vibrator started to do its wonderful and pleasingjob, a thought entered my mind: I forgot to lock the door to my room, but asthe vibrator continued sending waves of pleasure around my body, I no longercared about this minor problem.
Struggling and wriggling in my thight bonds I enjoyed the feelings that rushedmy mind, raw, primitive feelings, pure lust and wonderful pleasure. But someminutes ago I designed a cruel plan to make my self-bondage a little less pleasingand a little more exciting: I had set the timer of my vibrator in a way thatmade it work for some time and stop after this time jut to begin over againsome minutes later.
The first weak waves of an orgasm shook my body, when suddenly the stimulationstopped.
I almost lost my mind, only seconds before a great orgasm the vibrator hadceased its work.
My hips rocked up and down and tried to get stimulation but my pussy wasseveral inches away from the next object, hanging in the air , all possiblestimuli effectively out of reach. I tried to move the vibrator inside me, butbeing a very small and light object, it did not help at all.
Tears of frustration ran down my cheeks as my body strained and wriggledhelplessly leaving me with a feeling of frustration.
A few minutes of crying, wriggling and sweating later, I felt the vibratorstart to work again and this time I tried everything to archieve an orgasmas early as possible, I clenched the muscles in my crotch again and again,my buttocks, shining with sweat, clenched , my body jumped in the restraints.
And again seconds before the orgasm would come, before I would come hardand long, the toy stopped.
My body relaxed and fell back to the bed. I sobbed quietly. But wait, didI hear a sound?? I listened carefully, but I did not hear the sound again. "Maybea squirrel is hopping around on the roof??" I tried to calm myself down.
But no, there was the sound again, someone was breathing close to me, andit sounded like he or she was having a good time masturbating a few steps besidemy self built prison.
I was shocked, who was that, what was he going to do with me, how long hadhe been watching me??
Maybe the spectator realized, that I knew he was there, because suddenlyI felt a soft and silky, obviously female hand touching my belly, strokingme very softly.
I murmured something into my gag, but not even I knew exactly what I wassaying, nor did the visitor in my little game.
The soft hand slowly moved to my breast, the whole time it sent waves ofpleasure trough my body, the touches produced a tingling almost tickling feelingin me.
Only the fingertips touching my skin, the hand stroked my breasts softly,barely touching me at all.
This soft but also very strong feeling was like heaven for me, I tried topush my breasts against the probing fingers, but the more I pushed, the morethe finger pulled back. Finally I gave in, just letting it happen, as the fingerskept wandering around on my breasts. Suddenly the pressure on my left nippleincreased "oh my god, she`s tightening the clamps", I tried to move away fromthe pain source, but my bonds would not let me do this, I tried to make herstop, but she did not care about my mumbling and whining and started to adjustthe right clamp too.
Then the hand pulled away. I heard someone search trough my "toy box" andoccassionally throw things on the floor. The clamps on my labia were loosenedand the vibrator, just starting again, was pulled out of my pussy.
The soft fingers started playing with my inner thighs, softly stroking andvery very slowly moving towards my aching pussy. I struggled to push my hipsonto the probing fingers, but my bonds were so tight, I could not even movean inch. All the while, my nipples were hurting like hell and the pain startedto become even worse, but there was no way to stop it, I was completely helplessand in the hands of the stranger.
By the way, these hands had now reached my pussy and started circling aroundit. The soft fingers touching my hole were driving me mad, I thought, I woulddie of arousal any minute.
After a few minutes, which seemed to be days and days to me, the fingerscontinued wandering between my legs. I felt them moving down and touching myanus. I always hated the Idea of anal sex and I am really turned off by this,in fact, I hate the idea of someone touching my anus, especially not whileI am tightly restrained and unable to speak a word, but all this was of nouse to me, the fingers reached my butt and started stroking the very sensitiveflesh , slowly trying to force one finger into me.
I squirmed and struggled and cried into my gag, tears running down my cheeksmixing with the saliva running out of my gagged mouth, as I tried everythingto stop the stranger from raping my anus with her finger.
She must have realized that I was very sensitive down there, because shecollected some of my dripping pussy juices and spread it around my anus tomake it a little easier for me, but anyway, I thought I was in hell, as themercyless finger painfully slowly entered my rectum, just to draw back andstart over again. After some minutes the finger stopped fucking my hurtinganus. I sighed, hoping it was over now, but my unknown torturer seemed to bea real sadistic person, as she started to push one of my smaller dildoes insideme. I screamed and screamed, but all that came out were a few muffled moansand grunts. The stranger showed no mercy, she continued pushing the fake penisinside me.
There I was now: Tied spread-eagle, gagged, struggling, clamps squeezingmy hurting nipples and a dildo painfully stretching my asshole. I was pain,my whole body seemed to consist of pain, pain and desire, burning desire. Againthe fingers caressed my pussy for a while, bringing me closer to an orgasmas ever and stopping then. I was broken, the pain and the frustration stunningmy mind and almost driving me mad.
Suddenly I felt breath on my cheek. A soft, wet tongue started licking mycheek following the traces of my tears.
Silky lips pressed against my face, kiss after kiss was placed gently onmy cheeks, my forehead and finally my lips. I felt a warm feeling spreadingin my chest- just to tell you, dear reader, I am not ,in any way, lesbian nordo I feel attracted by women- but this attempt to comfort me while I felt solonely and lost melted my heart like ice in a fire.
A voice very silently whispered into my ear: "so this is your little hobby,bitch?? Then let us have some fun, or at last me. Don`t worry, I won`t hurtyou too much..."
And with this she pulled the gag out of my mouth, kissed me and pushed somethingelse between my lips.
I realized that it was my ring-gag, a leather-wrapped iron ring fixed toa leather collar. It forced my lips wide open.
Something heavy was moving on my bed, and I felt two legs being placed atthe sides of my head.
Suddenly I realized what was going to happen, and tried to move my head away,but the legs tightly gripped me and forced me to look up to the ceiling (notthat I could see anything at all...).
I smelled the odor of pussy, as the foreign girl sat onto my face, pushedher pussy to my forced-open mouth and hissed "suck, slut!". I tried to shakemy head and moaned "no" through my gag (well, it didn`t actually sound likeno, but she knew what I meant...). Her answer was a sharp tug at my raw,hurtingnipples, that made me grunt into her pussy and sent sharp waves of red hotpain trough my whole aching body.
"I have a lot more of this, bitch" I heard her whisper and started to suckher wet pussy as fast as I could, just to prevent her from hurting me evenmore. The smell of her sex almost stunned me, it was not disgusting or anything,but very intense anyway. Then my tongue touched her pussy. The idea, that thiswas the first pussy for me to suck on flashed trough my mind. She tasted veryinteresting, in fact, I was in no mood to think about taste, but I still rememberthis salty taste and I have to admit, that I somehow liked it.
She started to move her hips slowly in a circling way and began to breathefaster. The whole thing started to become a little unpleasant for me, as shesat on my face, which made breathing very hard for me, and her smell did nothelp very much, either. My stomach began to clench, I felt like I was goingto puke, and the need for air started to become unbearable.
Once more I tried to free myself from the mercyless chains that held me intheir grip, and once again it did not change anything. After what seemed tobe hours she finally started breathing harder and moved faster and soon I felther pussy clench and contract. She finally came, moaning softly, obviouslytrying not to scream.
A thought crossed my mind as her juices flooded into my mouth and forcedme to swallow quickly- she was trying to speak as silently as possible to makeit impossible for me to recognize her voice.
My thoughts were interrupted by her climbing down from the bed and searchingin my toy box.
I felt something being pushed inside my mouth, it was my favorite toy, aninflatable dildo, but I never tried to use it oral. It was pushed inside mymouth and I could not do anything to stop this, as my mouth was still forcedopen by the ring gag, and soon I felt it grow and grow until my whole mouthwas stuffed and the fake penis was almost deepthroathing me.
The whispering voice asked " do you want me to make you cum??" and as thiswas the thing I wanted more than everything in the world I nodded immediately. "OK,I have a little toy for you." my heart jumped at the sound of this words andmy pussy started to become wet again. I stretched my hips as far as I couldin the direction of the voice. The excitement was making me wriggle in my chains,at last I would be rewarded and be allowed to come. Seconds later I startedto scream in frustration and tugged uselessly at my chains- the foreign girlhad put the timed vibrator back into me. I moaned and tried to beg her notto leave me like this, but I heared her leave the room anyway.
The vibrator started teasing me again, and it was even worse than at thebeginning, as I was so aroused, I could not think properly anymore, I justwanted to come. I wanted it so badly, and it seemed as if my wish was goingto be fulfilled, I felt an orgasm creeping to the surface. I could not holdit anymore, I screamed into my gag, I trashed around in my chains, my sweatybody wriggling in its bonds and the orgasm came.
It was a feeling like having an anvil dropped onto my head when the toysvibrations died away.
Again I was left with nothing but desire.
Three more times I almost came, and three more times, the vibrator stoppedleaving me on the brink of orgasm, and three more times I almost lost my mind,struggling wildly in my chains.
Then I felt the key landing on my hand.
I really cannot describe the feelings, that rushed me in this second.
It took me only seconds to untie my hand and without further freeing myself,not even removing the clamps from my aching nipples or pulling the dildo outof my stretched butt, I started masturbating.
The freed hand grasped my pussy, pulled out the vibrator and started strokingmy sex furiously.
As I lay there, still almost completely tied up, I had the best orgasm inmy whole life.
I came and came, and my body jerked around uncontrolled in its chains, sohard, I almost turned the bed upside down. Blood shot into my head and my crotch,spasms were shaking my body like an animal in its death throes.
I continued masturbating until I was too tired and fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up with the memories of five huge orgasms still rulingmy thoughts.
I freed myself , untying my hands, loosening the nipple clamps (ouch!), pullingthe dildo out of my red hot anus (ouch again!), undid the gag (I still cannotchew normally even today, 3 days later), and stretching my limbs (ouch, thethird). My whole body was aching but anyway, I was smiling the whole day likea maniac.
As I am a very unexperienced writer (this is effectively my first story)and I also do not live in a english speaking country, I would really like youto send me some reflections or ideas regarding my work.
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