I am new not only to story submission, but to all things bondage as well. My best friend came upon this site and ordered me to peruse the stories and send him the ones that intrigued me. Little did I know how quickly they would be used against me!! Being such good friends, he wants to be sure he gives me everything I need to make me happy and fulfilled. Oh and I should mention that earlier this year, in a moment of passion and weakness, I did agree to be his slave!! As his slave, I was instructed to write a detailed account of my adventure last Friday for all to read.
Friday was promising to be an unusually warm day for late October. I had thoughts of getting some work done around the house and playing my game on the computer. That plan quickly changed once "he" called. I was told to gather together 4 leather cuffs, 1 short adjoining chain, 2 small padlocks, my gag and leopard collar (which the acquisition of is a whole other story!), and a toy. I was interrogated as to the darkness of the window tint on my SUV and told to empty it out, fold down the 3rd row of seats and throw a blanket in the back. Sweats and a sweat jacket and shoes that slipped off were all that I required, oh and of course my ribbons, the first tied around my waist... then a second ribbon, attached right in the middle of the waist ribbon in the front and then strung between my legs snugly fitted in every nook and cranny front to back and tied to the back of the waist ribbon. I was also told to bring a small plastic supermarket bag that my clothes would fit in.
By now I knew I was in trouble. Being the loyal little slave that I am, I gathered all I was told to and headed down to the parking lot that I was instructed to be at by 11am. As I left my house, I realized my gas guage was blinking 0 miles to empty. I started to panic, knowing I needed to stop for gas now could make me late, but I had no choice.
As I pulled into the gas station, I realized I could save some time by starting to put on my wrist cuffs in the car. My ankle ones were already on, since they are rarely off anymore. What would the attendant say if he saw what I was doing??? I couldn't worry about that, the consequences of being late and unprepared would be worse. I was able to get both wrist cuffs and my collar on before arriving at my designated spot. Of course, the teasing and torture had already begun. Every movement, every adjustment of my body making my ribbons tickle on tease me between my legs.
I arrived just before 11 and found the space I was instructed to park in occupied by a mail truck!! As he pulled in, he quickly reassessed the situation as the mailman sat there in his truck reading a newspaper. He instructed me to drive to another location. No luck here either. By now I'm starting to breathe a little easier thinking I was going to dodge a bullet and his plan would be aborted. He instructed me to follow him and we arrived back at our original location... no mail truck... GULP!!!
As I backed into the parking spot, I opened up my window to receive my instruction. Before I started anything, he wanted the keys to my SUV. Then I was told to strip down to nothing but my cuffs, collar, and ribbons, putting all my clothes and the keys to the padlocks in the plastic bag... insert my toy and turn it on... put my gag on... then... padlock my ankles together with both ends of the chain between the cuffs creating a loop that I would then padlock my cuffs through behind my back!!
Oh no!! He had read the story I sent him. The one where the girl had kind of hog tied herself and made sure that the key couldn't be reached for some time. As I crawled into the back of the SUV, I heard the doors lock... my mouth went dry, while the rest of my body seemed to catch on fire. I followed all of my instructions, but I just couldn't seem to get the lock done on my wrists behind back. Next thing I knew, he popped open the rear window and told me to turn around so he could finish locking me up. He secured my wrist cuffs behind my back through the chain with little if any wiggle room for me. There I lay on my side, arms stretched behind my back, feet pulled back, feeling the smooth cold metal of the chain sliding on my buttocks, reminding me with every movement of the precarious position I was in.
After taking a quick walk around, the window opened again and I was told to abort the mission. Apparently my windows weren't quite dark enough to be left there in broad daylight. I got all put back together and jumped into the drivers seat. Surely another bullet dodged I thought, until, as happens way too often, my mouth opened up before my brain was engaged. I offered up the information that it would only work if I were covered with a blanket and he lamented on how true that was as he stared straight into my eyes with his amazing baby blues. Before I knew what had happened I informed him that I guess he missed the fact that I had actually brought along 2 blankets. His reply? "Why are sitting there then? Get back there, now!" Mission re-established!!!!
As I lay there, cuffed, chained, gagged, toy buzzing away, he gently covered me with a light blanket and told me he would be back. As he walked away, I heard to doors lock and realized he was driving away with my keys. There I lay, somewhere between panic and excitement, wondering how I could have agreed to this.
As time passed, I tried to remain calm, but my body had other ideas. Every voice, every sound seemed to elicit a response from my body. I could feel my ribbons rubbing and torturing me with every little squirm of my body, toy buzzing away. A vicious cycle with no end in sight. Every second getting wetter, wondering when he would return, panicked that the voices and the people getting in and out their cars around me might discover my poor, helpless body under the blanket. How could I explain it??? What would I say??? Would they understand that I was just a slave following orders to make him happy??
Then, all of a sudden I heard my locks click. For a moment, I panicked thinking, what if it wasn't him??? Of course it had to be him, he was the only one with keys. I heard him get into the truck... oh no!! was he going to drive me somewhere and leave me again!!! I really want to say that this worried me, but by this time, my body had completely overridden my brain and got wetter and more excited with the thought of it.
He crawled into the 2nd row of seats and picked up the blanket to check on his slave. Hard as I tried to look worried, there was no fooling him. He could tell by the look in my eyes just how much pleasure his plan was creating. He gently touched and caressed my body and then carefully moving the hair off my face asked if I needed more time. As my brain thought NO, my mouth said yes as I shook my head.
He wanted to be sure that I knew what I was agreeing to. This time he would be away for much longer, over an hour. My brain struggled to get control of things, but it was no use. Before I knew it, the blanket was being adjusted and once again I heard the door locks click as he drove away.
Over the next hour, my body squirmed and wiggled and got wetter by the second. And you should understand, my rules as a slave require that I do not cum under any circumstances!!! How on earth was I supposed to adhere to the rules??? Struggling, squirming, toy buzzing away inside me, back arching with no control, all those voices and car doors so close!!!
Then, I saw from under one corner of my blanket the plastic bag!! HA he forgot to take it with him!! My heart started racing as i remembered that the key for the padlocks was attached to my jacket in that bag!!
Suddenly, a wave of lighting went shooting through my body, so close to the edge of breaking the rules as I realized that the bag meant nothing. How could I get to it, not knowing if someone was right outside my window, and my hands were behind my back, getting the key was one thing but trying to get it in the lock?? Even though I might, with lots of time and effort, be able to get back into my clothes, what would i do? He had my keys, I still couldn't go anywhere. Then it hit me... how severe the consequences would be if he returned to find me in any condition other than the one he left me in!!!
I quickly abandoned the idea of escape. I could hear my cell phone singing, someone was trying to reach me. Was it him?? Torturing me, knowing I couldn't get to my phone?? Uh my body just won't stop wiggling and squirming making those wet ribbons between my legs tickle me in all the right places, wanting to cum so badly, but knowing I can't. The gag, keeping me quiet, my body, stiffening up, trying in vain to lie still each time I heard a car park next to me. Then, I couldn't believe it, as if being controlled by some outside force, my own fingernails, touching, torturing everywhere they could reach!!
It seemed like forever when I finally heard the door locks pop and heard him crawl into the 2nd row of seats again. Lifting the blanket, he spent some time admiring his handy work. I could tell by the smile on his face how pleased he was. My work as his slave accomplished, or so I thought!! My poor helpless body now ordered onto my back, still locked up and chained behind my back so my legs had little choice but to fall open like a butterfly. Feeling his fingers twist and pinch my nipples, my body struggling with each touch. His fingertips lightly touching my skin and then right down between my legs to feel the wetness he had inspired. Then, he pulled out his little buzzing toy and rubbed it all through the wetness, ordering me to cum for him and just as I was about to follow his orders... he changed his mind!!!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh such torture!!! I wanted to scream, but I knew this would only make things worse.
He stared at me with his amazing blue eyes and made sure I knew exactly how screwed I was. He let me know that it didn't matter what I had to say, he could see it my face, my eyes, my body, just how much his poor little slave enjoyed this new adventure. He was sure to let me know that this was only the beginning... and he couldn't wait to do it again!!
He told me he loved me as he undid the padlock on my wrists, put my car keys on the seat and left. I started frantically undoing all my bondage and suddenly without warning, the ultimate betrayal by my body. Like uncorking a champagne bottle, releasing all my points of bondage had somehow created an unstoppable storm that I had no control over. Laying back there, completely consumed by the raw passion and ecstasy he had created I started shaking uncontrollably as I came without any warning!!! I knew this was breaking the rules, but there was no stopping it... and even if I could, I wouldn't have!!!
All the way home I could feel my body quivering, so hot, so incredibly wet over what had just happened, worst part is... I couldn't wait to do it all again, too!! Although, there would be consequences for cumming after he left...
03.01.09