 |
|||
|
|
By
Excalibur
Sally
checked that she had all the things she would need.
Ropes,
cuffs, gag, blindfold, spreader bar, vibrator, vibrator. Yes, everything was here,
and she was ready to go for it.
Sally
had been reading about self bondage on the net, and has tried a few easy ties,
and was now ready to go for total immobilisation.
Her
sister Mary had been the person who had mentioned the site to Sally, saying she
often did self bondage, sometimes overnight. On one occasion she had posted keys
for her cuffs to Sally with instructions to come and release her on a Sunday
afternoon, saying she would be tying herself up on the Friday night, and wanted
to spend 48 hours in bondage, knowing she would not be able to get free until
Sally released her.
Now
it was Sally’s turn. She had posted the keys to Mary the night before, knowing
they would not get to her until around noon. She had asked Mary to come and
release her the same day, around six, giving her around twelve hours in
bondage. Sally wanted to know what it was like not being able to free
herself, having to wait helpless until Mary came to let her free.
Sally
looked at all the things lying on the floor, and felt nervous,
there was a tight feeling in the pit of her stomach, but a heat like she had
never known before between her thighs.
First
things first, thought Sally, as she picked up the vibrator and held it between
her legs. She had shaven her crotch for the first time, which had seemed to add
to her excitement. Now she pressed the head of the vibrator against her pussy,
feeling it slip easily inside her.
“Damn
that was easy” , she thought, “I didn’t realise I was
that turned on”
Picking
up a piece of the rope Sally wrapped it around her waist and tied it tight,
letting the loose ends hang down in front of her. Passing the rope between her
legs, she made sure the rope went between her pussy lips, pulling the vibrator
as deep inside as she could, pulled the rope up behind her, and passed it under
the waist rope at the back. Bringing the rope back between her legs she pulled
it as tight as she could, feeling it split her pussy, holding it open, and
pressing the vibrator deeper still. She tied the rope to her waist rope at the
front, knowing that when she had finished her bondage, she would not be able to
reach the knot to release it before Mary arrived.
Next
Sally took one of the two smaller ropes, and started to tie her breasts, first
the left one, pulling the rope around the breast as close to her chest as she
could. Sally found this harder than she had thought it would be, but eventually
her breast was tied tight. Running her hand over it, Sally was surprised at how
hard her breast felt. Within minutes the other breast was also tied, and as
with the crotch rope, they would remain in place until she was freed that
evening.
Picking
up the gag Sally placed the large ball in her mouth, and passed the straps
around to the back of her head, pulling the straps tight and fastening them.
Her mouth was held wide open, and she tried to speak, but only got a muffled
sound. No-one would hear her if she yelled for help, not that anyone would, as
the family cabin she was staying at was isolated.
Sitting
down Sally took the last piece of rope and pulling her legs together she tied
them, just above the knees, checking that the ropes would not come down past
her knees, holding her legs closed. As she did this she felt the vibrator
inside her, as it slowly started to hum away, the soft vibrations warming her,
keeping her turned on, but set so that it wasn’t strong enough to make her
orgasm too quickly.
Sally
picked up the first set of metal cuffs, and locked them onto her ankles. Even
if she were to stand up, the cuffs and ropes would stop her walkng around.
Her
jaw was already starting to ache from the gag. Sally had never tried one this
big before, and she was a little concerned that she wouldn’t be able to handle
it for twelve hours, but she resisted the temptation to remove it. If Sally
were going to do this, she would do it just as she had planned, and that meant
keeping the gag in as well.
Turning
on her stomach sally reached for the blindfold, and looked over at the clock.
5.50 am, ten minutes before she finished her bondage. She glanced over at the
cabin door, checking that the keys were out of the door, so that Mary would be
able to get hers in the lock. It was small details like this that would make
the difference. The cabin keys were in sally’s coat pocket, in the bedroom, at
the back, well out of her reach. The last thing sally wanted was to be able to
chicken out and release herself. The spare cuff keys
were with the cabin keys, again, to stop her getting at them.
5.55,
almost time. A few more minutes she would put the blindfold on, and then cuff
her hands behind her. “damn” she said to herself, she
had almost forgotten. She picked up the cuffs and forced then under the rope at
the back of her waist. Now when she put her hands in the cuffs, if she
struggled and pulled, the ropes would cut deeper into her pussy.
5.57, and sally picked up the
blindfold, placing it over her head, but not quite covering her eyes.
5.58.
Sally pulled the blindfold over her eyes, checking that she could see nothing.
Blackness, that’s all there was, not even a glimmer of light. She had already
discussed with Mary that when she was blindfolded, not only would she see
nothing, but the passage of time was hard to judge. Sally had though of setting
an alarm of some sort to let her know when she was halfway through her bondage,
but had decided it would be more exciting if she had no knowledge of the time.
6.00
am and it was time. Sally moved her hands behind her and found the cuffs,
feeling the cold metal as she closed the first cuff around her left wrist,
making sure it was tight enough to stop her getting her hand out, but not tight
enough to cut off her blood.
“Now
or never” she thought to herself, “once this last cuff closes, I am stuck. 12
hours of helplessness”
taking her courage in her hands
Sally placed her hand in the cuff, and started to close it, each click of the
rachet sounding louder and louder in her mind.
Closed. Locked.
No way out
Sally
could feel the vibrator humming away softly inside her. She tried to move and
wiggle to get the ropes to help her orgasm, but the ropes simply moved with
her, resisting the chance to allow her to cum.
6.10.
sally could hear a phone ringing. She knew she
couldn’t get to it, but also knew she should. Only Mary had this number.
Struggling
with the cuffs, felling them bite into her hands, but not allow her free, Sally
heard the answer phone click on, and her own voice telling whoever it was to
leave a message.
A
cheery voice came back through the lines.
“hi Sal, just want to catch you before you start tying
yourself up. Steve came home early yesterday and decided to take me to a show
in New York, staying at a hotel for the weekend. Should be back Monday night.
See you honey”
Sally
cried
|
|
|