"I want to tie you up soon."
Words she said through a devious grin as we both sat on the couch watching TV whilst I massaged her feet on my lap. Our collection of sex toys had grown significantly in December thanks to the Love Honey advent calendar, however due to our busy December scehdule, we hadn't had a chance to use most of our new toys and any we had played with were used only briefly.
Finally we had a night free to use them. Saturday night.
The night came. We decided to watch Misery whilst we let dinner settle. There's a scene where Cathy Bates ties James Caan to the bed.
"That's going to be you" my girlfriend smirked at me.
"but you'll be gagged too" she quickly added.
I was too excited to give any witty comebacks so all I could muster was a little "Ooh!" in return.
Once the movie finished, I was ordered to stay downstairs until I was given the signal to meet her in the bedroom. I sat and listened as she moved about upstairs, opening drawers and pulling out what I knew would be our new toys.
"Ready!" she announced after a few minutes.
I excitedly marched upstairs to the bedroom which was now lit only by the gentle red moodlighting we always use during play times. In the corner sat the bag where we kept our toys.
My girlfriend stepped out from around the corner and stood before me. Wearing nothing but a black satin nightie, also from loveHoney (not sponsered! Honestly!). Her long, dark brown hair curled down onto her shoulders. Her beautiful green piercing eyes cheekily gazed at me, edged with eyeliner wings. Her eyebrows were dipped menacingly.
"Take off your top and stand there" she ordered, pointing in front of the bed.
I slid off my tshirt and threw it aside then stood where I was told to.
"Put your hands out like this" she held her arms out, palm to palm with her hands in fists.
Again, I did as ordered. I would always prefer my wrists to be tied behind my back as I feel like that gives extra helplessness however hands tied in front I find to be easier if I'm going to be lying on my back for long periods.
She grabbed some black rope and began preparing a loop, just like I had shown her how to do a few months back.
"Hmmm" she paused.
"Actually..." she marched over to the bag.
"I'm going to blindfold you first. So you can't moan about how I'm doing it wrong" she huffed as she approached with on of our new toys. A thick black satin blindfold. The padding in it made it significantly better than the standard eyemask type that we owned before. It made sure to pack around your eyes to block any light getting in.
And just like that, I was blind. The rope was looped around both wrists and then tightened followed by several layered wraps, pulling my wrists together tighter. It appeared that I had taught her well.
Next she looped the rope between my wrists to cinch them together, and finally a knot in the ropes.
"How's that?" she let go of my hands. I gave both arms a little twist side to side. My wrists remained tightly joined together.
"Good" I mumbled.
"Yeah?" she whispered.
"Can you get out?"
I gave a few more twist before shaking my head.
"Good!" she smiled as she took hold of my arms and forced me down onto my knees before letting go of me.
I knelt there in the dark, abandoned, wondering where she had went. In front of me, I heard her lying down on the bed.
"Find me... with your mouth" she ordered.
I shuffled my knees forwards until they reached the base of the bedframe. From there, I leaned forwards, placing my tied hands onto the base of the bedframe to hold me up, and stretched out my tongue until it came into contact with her. Though I was blindfolded, I knew how she was lying. Her legs were spread apart with her feet resting on the floor either side of me.
"I want to cum" she commanded.
Not wanting to disappoint my captor, I nodded and moved my face in closer and began working with my tongue.
I achieved my goal and did as ordered after a few minutes. I pulled my head away and knelt there in silence as I listened to her riding the wave. She paused briefly to compose herself before retrieving my from the foot of the bed.
"Well done" she congratulated as she pulled me by my tied wrists up onto the bed beside her. Her mouth wrapped over mines and passionately smooched. Before I could join in, she pulled away and shoved me further up the bed.
"Turn around and put your back against the headboard" she ordered.
"Quickly."
"Ok" I meekly nodded as I swiveled around and leaned my back against the headboard. My arms rested atop my stomach as I sat slightly slouched with my rock hard penis pointing skywards.
I heard the bag rustle.
"Let's see... where are they... hmmm..." she searched.
"Ah hah!"
A quick sound of rummaging was followed by some small bells ringing. I knew exactly what she had been looking for. Another new toy. A pair of red nipple clamps each with a small jingle bell on it.
The clamps were one of the few toys we had briefely played with already. I had told my girlfriend that I'd worn nipple clamps in the past, and quite enjoyed the sensation of them. Not necesarily the pain caused by them, but the helplessness that they emphasise when you're tied up and unable to remove them. So during a night of intimacy in the christmas gooch, she wanted to try them on me. I happily obliged on one condition: she gave me something to bite down on whilst I wore them. As she looked around the room for something to use, I suggested perhaps a sock and she just so happened to be wearing the fuzzy black socks that I bought her for christmas. Insert rollsafe tapping his head meme here. So she peeled off her sock and stuffed it into my mouth, then clamped my nipples. It was during this play that we discovered I was capable of taking the clamps at their tightest setting.
So back to the main story. After finding the clamps, she sat back down on the bed beside me and prepared them, screwing them to their tightest setting. I could hear her preparing to clamp one on and just as I was about to remind her, she remembered:
"Oh wait!"
She set the clamp back down and walked away, leaving me sat, hands tied, blindfolded and all tense and nervous (with excitement of course!).
Another brief side note: in the week before this night, she did a footmask so her feet were in shedding mode meaning her current pair of socks were a no go zone.
Eventually she returned.
"I nearly forgot! You like something to bite down on don't you?" she chuckled as she walked back into the room.
"Imagine I'd put them on you without that?! You'd have screamed like a little wimp!" she teased.
"Unfortunately my feet are peeling like crazy just now, otherwise I'd have used the socks I wore today. But don't worry. I went to the washing basked and got you this!"
I didn't have to wait long to discover what she had fetched.
"Open wide"
I did as ordered. The thick black fuzzy sock I'd bought her for christmas was quickly stuffed into my open gob, packing into my cheeks and submerging my tongue.
"Hrrmgphhh" I grunted as her finger poked the sock further in.
My mouth isn't that big. Realistically, only an ankle sock can fit it's entirety into my mouth, so naturally, when stuffed with a thick sock, most of the sock sits outside of my mouth.
Just another quick aside: in my griflriend's friend group, they all have something that gets picked on. For instance 1 girl gets slagged off for having a large head. Or one of the guys gets teased for being bald (we're all from the west of Scotland. This type of slagging is done as a sign of endearment I promise!). And it just so happens that my girlfriend's feet are what she gets slagged for. She's the tallest girl in her group so she gets mocked for having giant feet. They're not giant. They are size 7s which is hardly huge but it's the largest of the girls in her group therefore it's mockable
they also say that her feet smell. To be honest, they aren't that bad. It's only really when she wears tights and boots to work that her feet have a noticable stench. Something which I confesed my love for one night whilst we were drunk, and she's teased me endlessly about it since. Anyway, aside over! Back to the story. "Hmmm nice and worn!" she teased as I visibly screwed my face up in disgust at the taste of them. Despite what I've just said in the aside, you could tell they were worn and had been sitting in a washing basket along with several other pieces of worn clothes. My tongue dried up so quickly as it pushed against the thick fluff packing.
My struggles with the sock gag were interupted by my girlfriend adding to the gag. Not willing to settle with just some stuffing that could be easily spat out, she had grabbed the scarf that we kept in her bedside table, tied a knit in it, then from behind me, pulled the knot hard into my agape mouth like a ball gag. The old knotted scarf ball gag was something I had taught her early in our bondage games.
The thick scarf ball being pulled into my mouth had caused the excess sock stuffing to fold upwards. Upwards over my nostrils.
Already breathing through my nose due to the stuffing, my nostrils began pulling in the damp stench of the socks.
"Hrrmgpghhh!" I grumbled as she tightly knotted the scarf at the back of my head.
"Perfect!" she celebrated as she moved back to sitting on the bed in front of me.
"How's that?"
"Irgphh crngphh smrghh irgphh!" I 'compained', trying to make her aware that I could smell the sock.
"What?" she mocked.
"Hrrmgphhh" I moaned before wiggling my jaw, causing the excess sock stuffing to bounce up and down slightly.
"Oh, is it over your nose?" she realised. I nodded.
"Does that mean you can smell it?"
I nodded again.
"That's unfortunate!" she cackled.
"Where was I?"
"Mrrgphhhh" I exhaled in defeat at her taunts.
By this point, I was fast approaching sub space. Were my eyes not already blindfolded, I'd have been shutting them anyway. I wiggled my jaw as descreetly as possible, moving the sock upwards and treating myself to a closer sniff of her sock. Each time I did so, I made sure to move my head too so as to not let her see what I was doing.
Turns out, she wasn't even paying attention to what my mouth was doing. As evident by the clamp that suddenly closed down on my right nipple.
""HRRMGPHH!" I squirmed, trying to lift my body up off the headboard but was quickly shoved back against it causing the clamp to jingle.
"Thank god I remembered the sock huh?" she giggled.
"Right, hold still! My hands are a bit lubey and we don't want the clamp to slam shut do we?"
"Mrgphh hrmgphh" I shook my head as she prepared the next clamp. I took a deep breath (inhaling some more sock stench) and braced.
"HRRMGPHHH" I yelped again as the second clamp closed down.
"There we go!" she shuffled back on the bed to admire her work.
"Nice and clamped."
"Hrrmgphhh" I meekly cried, nodding in agreement.
I sat and listened as she dived back into the toy bag. 'What could be next?' I wondered.
To be continued...
Thanks for reading, I hope the asides weren't too annoying. I like to add context and background where I can but I can stop if it gets in the way. Let me know your thoughts! Part 2 is coming soon.
Love to be tied-up, gagged and tickled !