Bondage
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I'm a forty year old married woman who for the last 5 years or so has wanted to live out a fantasy of mine, Bondage!.
This fantasy started many years old while searching internet sites late one night while my husband of 20 years slept. I've always had a high sex drive, something that sadly my husband has not got. But I had stayed faithful and never strayed with another man even though I must admit I had thought about it a few times in the past.
Instead of cheating on my husband I would spend many hours on the internet looking up Porn of all different kinds to get my sexual fix. Watching Gangbangs would be my favourite, a woman getting fucked by a bunch of men would turn me on no end, I had often thought what that would be like to be one of those women, I didn't think I would ever find out.
Then I found some websites that showed women being tied up in many different ways and fucked by machines and dildo's and groups of men, I would spend hour after hour watching these women reaching orgasms that would blow their minds. I became obsessed and started going on chat rooms and talking to people that indulged in these activities, I became friendly with a lady that told me of a place in Soho london that you could go to and they would tie you up and do whatever you wanted them to do to you. I took the address not thinking that I would actually follow through with my fantasy but the thought of being tied up and treated like the women I had seen on these websites turned me on beyond believe.
As I said my husband has no sex drive and I can honestly say I don't think I have ever had an orgasm.
A few months past and would spend more and more time looking up BDSM and bondage, I even tried to spice up our sex life by asking my husband if he wanted to tie me to the bed when we had sex, we did try it but it was very half hearted and I didn't get any feeling out of it.
Enough was enough, I needed to live out my fantasy, my husband would be devastated if he found out but I just had to do it.
The place in Soho that my lady friend told me about had a phone number I plucked up courage and gave them a call. A man answered, I nearly put the phone down but instead my mouth opened and I just started asking him question after question about what I was about to let myself in for.
The man was very polite, he sounded Eastern European, he told me that they specialised in pantyhose bondage and that the only requirement was that I could dress how I liked but I must be wearing pantyhose of some kind. Without thinking about what I was doing I made an appointment for my first bondage session.
I put down the phone and I was already getting wet in my knickers thinking about what was going to happen to me. My first session was booked for 2 days time and I couldn't wait.
The next 2 days went really slow, I thought my head was going to explode with excitement. I told my husband I was going out for the day with an old school friend and that id be home later that night. I go dressed making sure I wore my Tights under my skirt and made my way to London Soho.
I was shaking the whole journey, I didn't know what was going to happen to me. I finally arrived at the address and stood outside this tiny old looking door for what seemed like ages wondering if I should just go home and forget the entire thing.
I plucked up some courage and pressed the buzzer on the door. A man's voice came over the intercom and asked my name, I replied and the door unlocked.
I made my way up this tiny staircase to a waiting area, I was greeted by a very tall man who gave me a pen and a leaflet and told me to take a seat and fill out my details and questions on the leaflet.
I sat down and began to read what he had given me, it listed different things
that I would like done to me, In many ways it was like a menu. I couldn't
believe my eyes at what they would do to you if you agreed. I thought as it was
my first time id just tick a few boxes which included having my wrists tied,
mild whip use, use of a vibrator but no penetration, I also had to tick a box
that stated how many men or masters I would like in the room with me? I ticked
the box that said 1. Up until this point my husband was the only man that had
seen me naked and a group of men at this stage might just be too much for me.
I returned my now filled out menu to the man at the desk and waited. It seemed like ages when suddenly a man appeared from a room down the corridor and instructed me enter the room. My legs were like jelly as I walked towards this man who was wearing nothing more than leather trousers with the crouch cut out of them, he's massive cock hung down between he's legs, it must have been 8 inches long.
I entered the room, it was very clean but full of different bondage equipment, chains and ropes hung from the ceiling, whips and dildos were hanging from the walls, bondage tables with leg grips and wrists grips and a metal frame which had leather handcuffs connected to it.
The only time the man spoke to me was to tell me that he was the master and I must obey him at all times and never try to stop him from doing what he wants to me.
He didn't waist any time he took my bag off me and put it on the floor in the corner of the room then began to unbutton my shirt, he then pulled down my bra straps and took off my bra, my nipples were like bullets I was so turned on but nervous.
He then walked me over to the metal frame in the middle of the room, this was an horizontal frame that looked like a big goal post that you get in football. He took the leather straps that hung from the top of the frame and put them round each of my wrists, he then pulled them tight so that I was on tip toes hanging from this frame, I was already in heaven and couldn't believe this was happening to me.
I was now at he's mercy he stroked my breasts with he's hands and gently pulled at my erect nipples then unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the floor. I was now wearing just my tan coloured pantyhose and a white pair of knickers under my tights. The master walked over to the table and picked up a pair of scissors, I wondered what he was going to do, he put he's hand in my tights and pulled up the sides of my thong and cut it with the scissors, he then pulled my thong off me and threw it on the floor, he told me next time “NO KNICKERS.”
I felt exposed, here I was tied to this frame naked apart from my tights with this man standing in front of me with this massive cock hanging down from he's waist. He started licking and sucking my nipples while at the same time rubbing my pussy through my tights, I could see that he was getting excited himself, he cock was now getting bigger by the second, I couldn't take what he was doing to me already I could feel my first orgasm coming. The more noise I made the harder he would grope me, I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter by the minute. He stopped what he was doing and went over to he's table, he picked up a large instrument that had a ball on the end of it, I knew what was coming I had seen this thing many times on the internet, he switched it on and the ball started to vibrate on the end of it, he slowly started to rub it over my tits. I started bucking and moving, I felt so amazing. He moved it down my body until it got to my pussy. I came instantly, the feeling was something like I have never felt before.
After a few minutes he put the giant vibrator down on the floor and took each of my ankles and put them in the ankles straps on each side of the frame. I was now spread wide apart in mid air. He put another strap around my waist to support my weight and left me their for a few minutes while he went back to he's table to get another piece of equipment.
He returned with another giant vibrator with a smaller end on it, with both vibrators he put them between my now spread legs and started rubbing my pussy and arsehole through my tights with them. Again I cum instantly, at one point I thought I was going to pass out. This went on for 10 minutes or more.
Finally he stopped, I was fucked, never In my life had I had anything like that down to me and I loved every minute.
He untied my legs from the frame and left me hanging by my wrists for a few minutes, cum was streaming down my legs and I was shaking all over. After a few more minutes my wrists were untied I laid on the floor my legs were like jelly
The Master told me to get dressed and leave when I was ready.
I couldn't wait to go back and planned to do it the following week but this time I wanted everything done to me, I was ticking every box on their menu
To be continued ...
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I would suggest you read the preceding 7 parts before this - it will help make sense of it. Once again, Jenkins provides her account. During the soiree that marked Madeleine’s ‘coming of age’ as it were, I felt proud to see her entertain her guest. She behaved with grace and charm such as one might expect of a lady of better birth or greater education. I confess freely that as I laced her into that corset it was my strongest desire to hold her to me and to claim that prize which I knew her...
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The next morning I awoke late for breakfast because it was not a school day. Usually, my Grandmother rings a bell, and I am punished if I am not dressed, washed, and ready for breakfast. This morning I heard many bells jingling downstairs as I awoke and washed up in the washbasin. My mother was on her hands and knees, scrubbing the floor. She had a very sheer nightshirt that was as translucent as my own. It really didn’t matter because while she was on her hands and knees, I could see her...
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Here is my experienne with my maid servant aunty aged 50 yrs. I am a Software developer working in a software company at Trivandrum.When I was at the age of 25 my mother was sick ( pressure, Asthama etc. etc ).I alone have to take care of my mother since my brother was in Kuwait. So I planned to employ a old lady to take care my mother’s health and treatment.Finally I got one maid servant name RemaDevi aged 50.She had 3 daughters , 2 of them got married.All the expennses incured for the...
Made Madeleine A terrible storm, refuge in an unfamiliar house. Some doors just aren't meant to be opened, some paths never tread. Every new space has its consequences... It had been almost clich? when the great double doors of the mansion yawned open after I rang the doorbell, lightning flashing ominously. True, from the outside it didn't look like anyone who lived here was at home, but I at least expected to be greeted by a snobby butler or a portly maid. When I was ushered in by a...
Series 3, Episode 3: Madeline So far in this series we’ve had a skinny emo teenager with big boobs, and a slightly overstuffed punky blonde ... We’re due a good looking lady – and here she is... We focus on a married couple walking hand-in-hand along the Albert Dock in Liverpool. She’s short and very pretty without being stunning. The kind of lady who looks good in the street but would disappear if you stood her next to a model. Her long and thick reddish brown hair hangs way below her...
The smoothness of the panties felt rather pleasurable around my privates as I drove toward her place. She is a switch who complimented me on one of my stories. We conversed on the Internet, and I admitted that I was also a switch. I told her of my experiences both Dominant and as a submissive. The more the conversation progressed the more my old submissive feelings arose. She evidently sensed that as well. I told her that I’d be willing to be her slave. She consented, but she giggled and said...
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