Bandana Blind Date part 3 M/F

[40 plus denier]

I'd been chatting to a woman online for several weeks with a shared interest of being tied up. She'd said she liked being tied up or to tie someone up. I on the other hand always wanted to be tied up. However, I was open to tying someone else up if I had the opportunity and consent. I was from the south of England and Christine was from the North.

Our conversations included general chit chat about music, food etc, but we both shared the fantasy of being bound and gagged at the mercy of someone else. Whilst we both shared a liking for women's scarves, Christine also like bandanas and I liked nylons. Neither of us had suggested tying the other up but I took the plunge and asked her if she wanted to roleplay .

Much to my surprise she said yes and sent a picture of a knotted bandana. My heart beat raced looking at the reply. It's one thing having a chat online about a shared interest in being tied up, but to meet someone in the flesh after sharing your thoughts was exciting but also nerve-racking.

As our locations were quite a distance away we agreed to meet half way and suggested we both book separate rooms in the same hotel. Christine agreed and I booked a hotel near a few bars and restaurants.

As the day approached. We both were excited meeting up and teased one another about being helpless in a hotel room. We'd agreed to meet in reception and I would recognise her by a headscarf she would be wearing. All I could think of on the journey there was Role-playing a tie up game with a woman and didn't really mind which of us did the tying.

Whilst I was not expecting anything else to happen apart from a fun tying up session, I wouldn't object to anything else as long as it was what we both wanted. I got to the hotel and as arranged, and would meet in the reception area about 4pm.

I was sitting there nervous waiting for my blind date to appear. Then I saw someone walking into the reception area wearing a light blue headscarf. She looked around and I looked at her and smiled. As she came over to me. I couldn't help feeling a bit nervous that this was the woman I'd been sharing tie up thoughts with. She was quite pettit with ample breasts underneath a light blue t shirt. She had a matching skirt and tights with white trainers. I could also see bits of blonde hair underneath the headscarf.

As she walked over I got up and introduced myself. I instinctively held my hand out to shake hands and asked if she would like a drink. "Time for that later" and pulled me by the hand towards the lifts. With an urgency, she pressed the button and impatiently watched for the doors to open. When they did, Christine almost dragged me in. " no time to lose" she said.

The rolepaying had obviously started and I started thinking of films, stories and pictures of a woman tied up. I was going to make the first move I thought to myself. I thought what my plan was and waited for the lift doors to open and be led to her room. As she opened the door, I put my hand over her mouth " get in and don't make a sound".

I held my hand over her mouth and my other arm held her arms against her waist. I knew the door would close automatically and walked her to the bathroom. Letting go of her mouth for a moment I reached behind the door as I knew there would be a dressing gown. With my arm still around her arms and waist we went back to the room. " what are you going to do? " she asked in a soft voice. " please don't hurt me " she pleaded again in the soft voice. "Stay quite and you'll be okay" I said sternly.

I grabbed the tie from the dressing gown and marched her to the bed. Without to much force. I picked her up and put her face down on the bed and pulled her arms behind her back. "You don't need to tie me up she pleaded, I've got money" "Shut it " as I crossed her hands and tied them crisscross leaving a lenghth of the cord free. I then pulled her anckles towards her hands and started using the rest of the cord to form a hogtie. Once secured I couldn't help feeling her smooth tights. " Perv" she said to me. She certainly was acting the part. "Enough of your cheek, time to fill that pretty little mouth of yours."

Christine started to stuggle testing her bonds and moving on the bed to look at me, her breasts strainging against the t shirt as her arms were behind her back. "Where's your suitcase" I asked. "In the wardrobe, but there is nothing of value in there" she replied. "We'll see about that" I said as I got off the bed and opened the wardrobe door to see her suitcase. I pulled it out and unzipped it. As I thought, she had a selection of hankerchiefs , bandanas, scarves and some rope.

I grabbed two handkerchiefs and a couple of bandanas one pink and one blue both with white dots and went back to the struggling Christine. "What you going to do with them? You don't need to gag...mmpphhh " as I stuffed both handkerchiefs that I had scrunched up into her mouth followed by wrapping the blue spotted bandana around her mouth to keep them in. Then I used the pink spotted bandana to wrap over her mouth hiding all the others.

She was trying to protest through her bandanna gag and was struggling in the quick hogtie but was unable to get free."don't worry. You won't be left like that for long. Your pretty face all gagged and still wearing your headscarf looks very nice. Now I'll just sit here for a while thinking what to do with you next. You just struggle to your hearts content.

With that I sat down and watched Christine struggle in her hogtie and moan into her bandana gags thinking how to tie her up more, hoping she hadn't noticed the bulge in my in my jeans.

[60Cancer]

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[40 plus denier]

I sat there watching Christine struggle on the bed for about ten minutes. Her muffled moans through the bandanas, sounded part frustration of not being able to get free, but occasionally she would struggle slowly giving a pleasurable Mmpphhh into her gag.

As we had the rest of the afternoon and evening to continue our games, I thought about retying her but this time really tight as currently only her hands and ankles were tied and had so far gagged her quite well. What I was aware of was when I approached her again. She would notice the bulge in my jeans.

Back in character i got off the chair and went to the side of the bed and knelt down so I was level with her. She stopped her slow struggle and looked directly into my eyes. "If you've got nothing worth stealing, maybe I should have some more fun with you" I said." Mmpphhh " She responded and struggled a bit. I got up and walked back over to her suitcase. I grabbed a hand full of items and returned to her.

"You're going to be my little damsel in distress for me to have fun with." Her eyes widened but not in a frightened way as I quickly rolled her over and got on the bed throwing a few scarves and ropes next to her so she could see and anticipate that she was going to experience further restriction to her body. I undid the dressing gown cord from her ankles and sat on her legs with my back to her."Mmpphhh" she went as I grabbed a piece of rope. She was kicking her lower legs trying to avoid them being bound.

"Stay still lady" and pulled her legs back towards me so I could wrap the rope around her legs avoiding being kicked by her trainers. Once the rope was tied tightly around her legs. I again felt her smooth tights. "You're wearing very nice smooth tights lady. A perfect look for a damsel will be a few lengths of rope tied around your legs but your gonna have to lose the trainers". With that I pulled them off one by one and dropped them on the floor to stop her from trying to kick me more. I turned round to face the back of her head, looking at the knotted bandanas against the headscarf and sat on her lower legs.

She was still trying to free her wrists from the cord as I held her arms down against her back. Looking around the room I thought of an idea. I got off the bed and flipped her over onto her back. She moaned as i put my arms under Christines back and knees I picked her up. "A classic damsel needs to be chair tied. Now don't struggle as I wouldn't want to drop you". Lifting her pettit bound and gagged figure. I went towards the chair i had been sitting on. As the room had a desk with a mirror on it I dragged the chair to face the mirror. Then placed Christine on the chair. I then grapped her arms pushing her body forwards slightly so I could get her arms behind the back of the chair. As a temporary measure I quickly tied the loos bit of dressing gown cord to the leg supports so she couldn't try to get off.

Once done I put my face next to hers. We were both looking at ourselves in the mirror." Don't you think you look the part?" I said smiling. ",mmpphh " she answered looking at herself. "And the beauty of this. Is you can watch youself being tied up more. You can see yourself struggle and look at yourself as you moan and moan, knowing you won't be able to get free by yourself. You will be helpless. Just you and me". With that. I leaned over and gave her a small peck on the forehead. "Mmpphhh. Mmpphh " was her response. Ensuring thst I wasn't going to far in the roleplay, I looked at her face with the pick dotted bandana over her mouth and to see a sign of a smile so all was good.

I went back to the bed and grabbed a few scarves and the rest of the rope. Looking at what was left I may need some of my rope from my room. Afterall, I wanted her tied well to the chair. I could use the scarves for her arms and wrists. But I needed more rope for her waste etc. Standing behind her i made it obvious in picking up a scarf and proceeded to tied her elbows together behind her back. As i pulled it tight she grunted into her gag and forced her chest to be more pronounced. I then undid her wrists. The cord dropping to the floor but quickly used another scsrf to tie them up again. She looked down at me as I was quickly relying the cord to her wrist scarf and her ankles pulling it to force her legs back under the chair.

I'm going out to make a call, don't go anywhere" I joked looking at her in the mirror. She looked at me and struggled testing her latest bonds.

I took the card for her door and went to my room. I couldn't believe the last half hour and was still carrying the bulge in my jeans from the excitement of what I had done so far. I got a couple of lengths of soft black rope I had brought with me and a white bandana. Christine had told me her liking of them and that is why I brought one especially.

I was conscious of leaving Christine alone, bound and gagged so it was only a few minutes I had been gone as our rooms were on the same floor. Before I used the card to open her door, I had a quick listen and I could hear soft moans. But if you were walking past, you wouldn't notice it. Good I thought and quietly opened the door and took a quick look at my captive before entering the room. She was looking at herself in the mirror trying to talk to herself,but I couldn't understand what she was saying.

I entered the room and she looked at me via the mirror. "I see your enjoying yourself" . Looking at her chest. "Now my little damsel. I hope your going to enjoy this time with me as much as I'm going to" I said trying to sound menacing. She looked at me from behind her gag and was trying to tell me something and was motioning her head towards my jeans via the mirror.

I was getting a bit more confident in my role and didn't feel that embarrassed about getting turned on by the events so far. Still in character she watch as i walked behind her and put the rope and bandana i had bought from my room. Along with the rest of Christine's on the desk in front of her. I leaned down next to her hear and whispered "As I said lady. I'm enjoying keeping you here how I want and you've noticed as well."

I move round and sat on the desk infront of her looking her up and down. Her pretty face under her headscarf wrapped with a pink dotted bandana covering the other gags. Her arms and hands tied behind her and her ankles attached to them under the chair.

I grabbed a white rope and knelt down beside her legs. I wrapped the rope around her legs a couple of times below the knees and tied the knot at the front. I pulled at the rope to check it was tight and again stroked her legs."Mmpphhh "She went. "I hope you're not still calling me a prev" I said. It was going to be difficult to tie her thighs and hadn't thought that bit through. So I started to thread a price of rope under her thighs a couple of times which caused her skirt to lift up bit towards her. She was trying to say something whilst I was doing this as I wrapped the rope twice and again tied a tight knot. Her legs were now tied tight and showing a bit more of her thighs.

I then took a piece of my black rope and walked behind her. I placed it slowly under her chest and started wrapping it around her and the chair. As I wrapped and pulled, I very gently caressed her chest making her let out a noise . I could see her erect nipples showing through her t shirt and as after tying another piece above her chest as well to the chair, again gently stroked as I was checking the bindings. "She looked at me in the mirror. Her eyes gave the game away that she was loving the situation she was in.

For that moment, the roleplay had stopped, but I had to get back into character. I reached to the desk and took the white bandana. Walking back behind her I folded it into a triangle which she could see in the mirror. "Mmpphhh,Mmpphhh " "I know. You want another gag" "Mmpphhh mmpphh " I lowered the triangle bandana over her other gags and pulled it tightly forcing the parts of her cheeks that were visible to bulge slightly as I pulled it tight and forcing her head back a bit. This definitely was going to keep her quite as her muffled moans were a lot quieter as I finished tying it tight behind her head.

" Now you look a real damsel in distress lady. All tied up and gagged" I said leaning over her shoulder and putting my hands around her waist. "What am I going to do with a helpless woman like you that can't cry for help and is at the mercy of me" I whispered in her ear looking at her in the mirror smoothing her waste, top of her thighs and under her chest. She moved the best she could in her predicament not to get free but to let me carress her more as she moaned softly into her many layered gag.

To finish the roleplay, I place my phone on the dest and set it to video checking that you could only see her from the waste up. A put a scsrf over my nose as if I was a bandit and pressed record. Standing behind her I lookedcstbthe camera" however is watching this. I have your daughter. If you want her back, wait for the next video. If you call the police she will be harmed" in order to get her to make a noise. Out of screen shot, I was feeling the tops of her thighs moving closer to under her skirt. She was making all the right noises but also trying to help my hands go further up.

I then stopped and stopped recording. Pulling down my mask I asked if she had enjoyed the roleplay. I series of muffled sentences came from behind her gag and kept gesturing to my jeans.

" I'm not sure if you're still calling me a perv, or you want to continue. Maybe a bit more touching to start and see where we go as you keep looking at jeans. Would you like to continue ir have a break?"

"Mmpphhh " She went and looked at my jeans, and then to her thighs.

[GreyLord]

Very nice, @40 plus denier.

[40 plus denier]

"You're right. Tying you up has certainly exited me as you can see though my jeans. But you can't blame me. I've got a beautiful petite woman bound tight to a chair. Looking at me as if she's getting as turned on by the experiance as I am."

She nodded in agreement and looked at herself in the mirror again and started to struggle. I watched as she moaned and tried to move, her bound legs trying to break free, her chest moving in rythem with her struggles. Her tightly gagged face underneath her headscarf with pleading eyes looking at herself and occasionally up at me.

"You just stay there for a while and I'll sit on the bed watching you helplessly struggle. I'll keep an eye on your hands if you want to be untied, otherwise just enjoy your helplessness and try to get free." "Mmpphh mmpphh" Christine went as I moved over and sat on the bed. I watched as she struggled and was trying to get free, moving her wrists to get out of the rope holding them tight. She would look in the mirror at me trying to say things which I couldn't understand as she was gagged so well and wondered how far this blind date could go.

I remembered conversations we'd had about our sexual experiences, fantasies, films and stories we had watched and read and wondered whether to go back into character and see if Christine would go along with it. We'd agreed if one of us did not consent we'd keep to tie ups only.

After watching her struggle for a while, the temptation was getting to great to leave her alone any longer and got off the bed and walked behind her. I gently started smoothing her shoulders and down her tightly bound arms and then and lent over to her waste. I brought my hands up to her breasts and and started to caresses them. "Mmpphhh " She went in a soft pleasurable way.

"What shall I do with you now?" I said still caressing her chest. I walked round and knelt infront of her and started untying the rope which was connected to her wrists. I then started untying her anckles and then her legs. I then got up and untied the rope around her chest so she was no longer fastened to the chair. She looked at me and mumbled something. "Don't worry. I'm not done with you yet" and with that I pulled her up off the chair so she was standing in front of me, hands still tied behind her back and gagged.

Now was the time to see how our date was going. I put my hands round her waste and unbuttoned her skirt and Christine wriggled to help it fall to the ground. She then stepped closer to me pressing herself against the bulge in my jeans. I instinctively grabbed her arse felling her nylon encased cheeks and then put my hands inside the waste of her tights and started pulling them down. I could feel her soft smooth legs as the tights were lowered down her legs and as it got to her feet, she was cooperating to get them off.

I briefly looked up at her standing there in her knickers and t-shirt and then got up and spun her around so she had her back to me. I started to untie the first bandana which was over her mouth and as I was doing this she was feeling my bulge and pressing herself against me. I continued to untie her gags and as the last one was untied, she spat out the scarf and gasped for a moment." Untie my hands" she asked. I untied them but before she could do anything, I grabbed her tshirt and lifted it off over her head before spinning her around again and crossed her wrists in front of her.

There was a brief struggle as I was trying to tie her wrists whilst Christine was trying to get into my jeans. "Let me look at my captors bulge" she demanded. She was playing the captive game again. "All in good time" I said as I had won the struggle and had tied her wrists again. She was now standing there now infront of me just in her bra and knickers and her wrists tied infront of her she still had the headscarf on.

"What do uou intend to do with me? Please dont hurt me. I'll do anything" she pleaded. I undid her head scarf allowing me to see her blonde hair in full for the first time. Turning her around again, i folded her headscarf into a band and placed the folded scarf over her eyes. "What are you doing? I cant see anything. Please dont hurt me" she pleaded but in a tone of voice which was not a frightened tone.

I picked up a piece of rope and the gags and threw them on the bed. I then picked Christine up in my arms and walked to the bed and placed her down on her back. Before she could say anything else I stuffed the scarf back in her mouth. "Mmpphhh " Christine went with surprise.

Taking the rope, I pulled her arms above her head and tied them to the headboard. I then got off the bed and grabbed her tights before retuning to the bed. As I looked at her blindfolded in her underware with the scarf stuffed in her mouth, I lent over to her waste and pulled her knickers down
revealing her blonde pubic haur. Rather than thrashing about. She spat the scarf out, " You're going to have to gag me better than that" She said biting her bottom lip.

[GreyLord]

Your descriptions are excellent, @40 plus denier. It is also good that Christine seems to be having as good a time as your protagonist. Please continue your good work.