Tying up my College Girlfriend M/F

[rcfan247]

Thought I would share 3 stories involving my college girlfriend who I’ll refer to as Lena. These stories take place back in the mid 2000s when we were both in our early 20s. Despite having a appreciation for bondage at an early age, with the exception of playing tie up games with my female cousins growing up I never had any luck during my teenage years of getting to tie any women up. Social Anxiety, depression and lack of confidence left me riding solo until my sophomore year of college where a met Lena (19F) through mutual friends. Despite going to different colleges hours away we did the long distance thing for a few months before she decided to transfer to the college I was attending. She was my first girl friend.

The first story takes place during the summer before my junior year shortly before we turned 20. The summer had allowed me to go and visit Lena regularly as our hometowns were about an hour and a half a part. Lena was 5ft 8Inches tall with curly dirty blond hair that she would often straighten. She had size C breasts and nice butt. Her family had a pool so she was always sporting a nice tan. At the time I was 5ft 11inches and about 175 pounds with short dirty blond hair. Pretty average looking college male.

One night I was up visiting Lena and we were hanging out in her basement watching TV. Lena was wearing a blue cotton t shirt, cotton PJ pants and was barefoot. We had been bouncing back and forth between watching tv, making out and wrestling a bit. At one point during our wrestling I had gotten on top of her and managed to get control of both her wrists and held them above her head. With my free arm I started tickling her sides. After a few tickles she yelled for me to stop, which I did but kept her wrists pinned.

“Are you enjoying restraining me,” Lena said laughing noticing my shorts were beginning to bulge a bit.

“Yes,” I responded a bit embarrassed and avoiding eye contact with her. My eyes wandered and happened upon a roll of duct tape that was sitting on a table nearby. Figuring this was a good a time as any I let Lena know my secret.

“I’ve got a thing for seeing girls tied up,” I told her softly. “I can’t explain it, any time I see a movie or TV show with a cute girl tied up it gets my blood pumping. Would it be ok if I tied you up for a bit?” I asked trying to sound as non threatening or weird as possible.

“I mean I guess,” Lena responded less than enthused. “What exactly are you planning on doing to me after I’m tied up?”

It took me a moment to think. I had spent so many years dreaming of tying a girl up and it really hadn’t occurred to my still virgin self that you could do something other than just watch the girl struggle against her bonds.

“umm watch you,” I stumbled out, “I mean I can kiss your neck like you like or put my hands wherever you feel comfortable with me touching. I mean you have a say too.”

Lena stared at me for a bit, probably just trying to process the weird shit she just found out her boyfriend was into.

“Ok sure you can tie me up,” Lena finally responded, “but if the tape hurts my skin cut me loose right away.”

“I’m good with that.” I responded.

Trying to hide my excitement I slowly got up from the couch and walked over to where the duct tape roll was laying and picked it up. I told Lena to cross her wrists and lay them on her lap. I would have much preferred tying her hands behind her back, but this being our first time I thought I’d take it slow. After wrapped the tape once around her writs I told her to cross her ankles so I could tape them up as well. Since she was wearing pants I didn’t have to worry about the tape hurting her legs. After I finished taping her ankles Lena looked at me and went, “Ok I’m tied up so what now?”

“Almost done,” I explained, “Just need to add your gag.”

“wait my gag, you want to put that tape over my mouth,” Lena replied in a more nervous tone.

“The gag is the best part,” I tried to explain (I’m a gag snob), “I mean you are not really tied up without it.”

Lena was hesitant but allowed it, so I peeled a small stripe of tape and placed it over her mouth. I took a moment to just take in the sight. Not only did I have a girl friend now but she was sitting in front of me bound and gagged like I had so often dreamed about. My trance was broken when Lena let out a “now what” from under her tape gag.

I told her to lay on the couch and to put her arms above her head which she quickly did. Before laying on the couch I gave her bound bare feet a little tickle which made her jump and yell into her tape gag. I then started to kiss her neck and fondle her breasts while she gave me a confused look back. Unfortunately that only lasted a minute or two before she pulled her hands down and pushed me off of her. She pulled the tape off of her mouth and told me to stop as it was all “too weird.” Dejected I ripped the tape around her wrists and freed her hands. She then unwrapped the tape from her ankles, crumbled it up and handed it to me to throw out. I was devastated, in the blink of an eye I went from living my dream to my girlfriend calling this part of me weird. We sat apart on the couch for a while before she headed up to her room for the night. I didn’t bring it up again and just figured that was that as far as Lena and bondage was concerned. The rest of the summer I would give her a hand gag every so often playing it off because, “she talked to much or was too loud” but no attempts at tying her up. It was back to checking the BIEL site for updates and reading canucks tie up stories site to read about other peoples bondage fun. Though it wasn’t all bad as I lost my virginity later in the summer to Lena.

In the fall when we went back at college, with Lena now joining me after having transfered to my school over for the fall. We took a trip to the local mall that would end up turning things around for me. We went into Spencer’s Gifts and while Lena was looking at posters, I wandered over to the adult section and looked longingly at their various bondage products, including a pair of fuzzy handcuffs.

“Still a pervert I see,” Lena joked sneaking up behind me.

“Yea,” I sighed, “but its not something your into, so I’ll just keep window shopping.”

“I spilled about our little game to my cousin Shannon,” Lena opened up. I turned bright red but before I could yell and her Lena added, “She told me I shouldn’t be so weirded out by it. That being tied up by the right guy can be fun. So maybe we try again.”

I quickly grabbed a pair of fuzzy cuffs off the rack and headed to the cashier. While it wasn’t any every time thing, the cuffs occasionally would come out as part of foreplay or make out sessions. Eventually those cuffs would help lead to story number 2.

The second story involving Lena was during the fall of my junior year. As great as it was to have my girlfriend around all the time it also allowed for some of her negative personality traits to come out. She could be whiney and anti social, skipping events with my friends which would live me stuck in the middle and I’d end up pissing her off if I went and my friends or disappointing my friends if I stayed with her. I forget what exactly all my friends went to do one afternoon but she wanted no part of it and so I stayed behind. I do remember being particularly miffed about staying with her and I think she sensed that she screwed up and needed to do something to make me staying worth while.

Lena was sitting on my bed in my apartment wearing a pair of jeans and black t shirt. She was barefoot and likely watching some terrible show on MTV while I worked on my desktop computer.

“I think I have an idea for some fun,” Lena announced as she rubbed her barefoot against my leg.

“un huh,” I muttered back still annoyed about missing out on the fun with my friends.

“I mean I’ve clearly been a bad girl,” Lena said with a smile. “I think I need to be tied up and punished.”

“Oh you want me to get the handcuffs and feel you up a bit,” I responded a bit more interested.

“better,” Lena said with a smile. “Get your duct tape, bind me, gag me and do me.”

I’m pretty sure when she said that my jaw hit the floor. This a was a major upgrade from the handcuff foreplay we had been doing. It was a literal fantasy come true.

“just to confirm,” I managed to spit out, “You want me to tie you up, gag you and then have sex with you while you are tied up?”

“yes you dork,” Lena yelled, “I know you want to, every time you use the hand cuffs on me, you sneak in a hand gag and practically dry hump me until I tell you to release the cuffs.”

“Let me get that tape and shut your pretty little mouth up then,” I responded.

Lena giggled and stripped down to a matching red bra and panties while I gathered the duct tape and made sure my roommate hadn’t stolen my condoms again. I finished gathering my supplies to see my underwear clad girlfriend laying on my bed. Lena put her hands above her head and I used the hand cuffs to secure her to my head board. After that I her crossed her ankles and loosely tied them up with rope.

Confused Lena, asked, “umm with my ankles tied isn’t that going to make sex a little difficult.”

“Just part of the foreplay fun,” responded.

Next I ripped off a strip of duct tape and got ready to place it over her pouty lips.

“Any last words,” I said jokingly.

“Yes,” Lena responded, “you are such a perv mmmmffff” I put the tape over her mouth and cut her off. I added a second piece because well why not and who knew If I’d ever get that chance again. I took a step back to admire my sexy, underwear clad girl friend who was bound, gagged and laying on my bed. If only camera phones were a thing back then. Rather than grope her helpless breasts first, instead I focused on her bound bare feet. I had tickled her many times since we got together but not since that first time I tied her up had a tickled her when she was bound and gagged. The muffled screams of a bound and gagged women being tickled always got my blood flowing whenever I was able to find that material online. So I grabbed hold of Lena’s ankles and ran my fingers over her bare soles. Lena was not a fan, thrashed around and attempted to kick her legs free of my hold. She was cursing me and begging me to stop under her tape gag. After a minute I stopped and let her catch her breath and call me a few choice words under her gag. I untied her ankles then put my hand down her panties and began fingering her pussy. I was apparently hitting the right spots as she quickly became wet. I continued to finger her with one hand while playing with her breasts with the other. I told her to moan for me, which she gladly did, her gag only slightly muffling the noise from her mouth. After a few minutes of playing with her she called out for me to “Fuck her.” I quickly removed her panties and stripped down myself and went to work. Fucking her while she was tied up and gagged was amazing, The combination of no one else being around and have her mouth taped shut seemed to make her comfortable to moan and hum a lot more than our normal relations. The sights and sounds were intense and it was only a matter of time before I blew my load.

After finishing I got up head to the bathroom to clean up and ditch the condom, leaving her still bound and gagged and sans panties on my bed. I came back and untied her but left the her to peel her gag off. She put her underwear back on and we cuddled and talked for a bit while we caught our breath. I thanked her and she reported she got some enjoyment out of it as well. The rest of the day was uneventful but I did ride that high for awhile. She would occasionally let me gag her but nothing that would match the intensity of our last bondage encounter.

So trigger warning before I start my final story. This encounter was a bit more aggressive and rough than my previous tales so skip this if you need to.

My final memorable bondage related time with Lena was the during the second semester of my senior year. We had be dating close to two years at that point but the relationship wasn’t exactly healthy anymore. I was doing a lot of giving, while Lena was doing a lot of taking. Her attitude towards me and my friends was being more hostile. She was becoming more needy, demanding and trying to isolate me from my friends. I knew the writing was on the wall that I should end it, but didn’t want to rock the status quo so close to graduation.

One afternoon we were sitting in my room just the two of us. One of my roommates had gone to Pittsburgh for the weekend, while the other was spending the day with his girlfriend. I had just spent the last two hours writing a paper for Lena while she sat around watch some MTV trash show like laguna beach or something that vain. Lena had followed me back to my place and made her self comfortable in my room while I attempted to write a paper for my child psychology class.

Lena was wearing a denim skirt, black tank top and was barefoot. She continued to watch trash TV and making annoyed grunts and sighs while I tried to focus on my paper. She was annoyed I wasn’t giving her any attention despite already doing a bunch of work for her at the cost of my own. Eventually things escalated to her kicking my leg with her foot in an attempt to get my attention. I continued to ignore her which led to her yelling at me.

“What a fucking loser you are,” She yelled. “What kind of dumbass would rather work on a paper than spend time with his girlfriend.”

“I already spent two hours with you doing your paper for you,” I responded sharply. “Not my fault you chose some shitty TV over helping me to do your work.”

Lena angry with my response continued to try and push my buttons my exclaiming, “I’m sure I could find plenty of guys on campus that would ditch anything if I came over laid in their bed.”

“Feel free to go find them then,” I replied “I need to get this paper done so that’s going to be my focus till it done.”

Lena was pissed at my response and called me an ass along with giving me another kick to the leg with her foot.

“Look,” I said raising my voice, “you are free to head somewhere else but if you want to stay here you need to let me focus on my work. If you continue to act this way, you are not going to like what I’ll do to give myself some peace.”

“You won’t do shit you pussy,” Lena said matching my anger. She stood up and proceeded to poke me in the chest. “You’re a pushover.”

“You need to leave,” I responded as calmly as I could. “I’m done talking please leave so I can get me work done.”

“No,” Lena yelled back, “I’m not getting what I want so you aren’t getting what you want.”

I had reached my breaking point, “Fine,” I responded, “this is the consequence of your actions.”

I pulled open my drawer, grabbed my roll of duct tape and moved towards Lena. I spun her around and pushed her face first onto my bed. I grabbed her wrists, pulled them together behind her back and wrapped the tape around her wrists. Next I flipped her skirt up so I could pull her panties off of her. She didn’t offer any resistance but continued to flap her gums, “Hey loser you don’t need to tie me up just to get my panties off,” She yelled at me.

I was beyond done at this point, and did something I had never done and haven’t done since with a significant other. I spun Lena over on her back, got on top of her and told her to “open her fucking mouth.” She likely put two and two together and quickly shut her mouth.

“Oh you haven’t shut up all day but now you want to be quiet,” I said in response. I tickled her sides which caused her laugh and open her mouth long enough for me to shove her panties into it. I quickly took the duct tape and wrapped it around her head multiple times. It was the first time I had ever used a wrap around gag on her. Lena was likely saying some choice things but combo of panties and duct tape had left her mostly silent. She continued to lay on my bed and not offer any resistance against what I had just done to her.

I dropped my shorts and entered her from behind and starting banging her doggy style. “Is this the attention you wanted,” I let out with adrenaline flowing through me. She shook her head yes and I started going to town thrusting like I hadn’t ever before. With her arms bound behind her, Lena was left to expend extra energy in her legs to keep herself in position to enjoy herself. After some time of rage banging I eventually finished and she collapsed face first onto my bed. After I cleaned myself up, I grabbed her ankles and wrapped duct tape around them as well as her legs just below her knees.

“I’m going to finish my paper,” I told her. “If I hear a peep out of you, you be getting some of this.” Using my hand I wound up before slapping her pretty hard on her exposed ass. She grunted in pain from the slap but otherwise just laid on my bed. I was able to finish my paper in piece. Other than pulling her skirt back down Lena had just laid on my bed waiting for me to let her out.

I went over and asked if she wanted the gag off first which she shook her head yes. As carefully as I could I unwrapped the duct tape from around her head. She spit out her panties and I went to grab her a drink.

“Fuck that was intense,” Lena said in-between slips of water. “You haven’t put me in my place like that in a long time. God that was fucking hot.”

“yea,” I responded, “So your not mad, even with me shoving your panties in your mouth?”

“No,” Lena responded. “It was so hot to be treated so dirty. In fact I think I need to do one more thing before you cut me loose.” Lena carefully slipped off my bed and got on her knees and told me to drop my shorts. She then proceed to give me my first blow job from a girl that was tied up which was also pretty hot. I cut her loose from the duct tape and we then took a shower together before finishing the night cuddled up watching a movie.

Lena and I ended up breaking up a few weeks later as I had finally had enough of her toxic behavior. My bondage fun was put on hold for a few years until I met my wife and the two of us enjoyed our own bondage fun.

[El_llama]

Hotttt. Glad she was into it in the end

[Beaumains]

Very nice stories! Thanks for sharing.