giorgio : 01 - All chained up in the garage (f/m)

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By giorgio

Tuesday, December 13th 2005 - 04:11:28 PM

All chained up in the garage

Hi! I am Giorgio from Austria/Europe and a fan of this site. There are some bondage-stories I can post. I will begin with the one that was the most thrilling to me!

I was 15 at this time, and so was my girlfriend Victoria. It was a hot summer day and we returned from a bicycle-tour, so we both wore skintight cycle-lycra-shorts and T-shirts. We were pretty out of breath, so Victoria led me to her father's garage, which lay on our way, to have a rest.
It was sunday, so the garage was not opened, we were alone.

I watched at the cars standing around (Victoria's father sometimes restored veterans and I like old cars) as Victoria called me from the tool-wall section.

"Remember this?" she asked me, pointing at a chain hanging on the wall.

I remembered! When we discovered that chain some days before I made a joke like "Good for tying someone up".

"Now, what would you say, if I'd tie you up with this chain", Victoria asked. I was shocked for a second. Victoria would really like to tie me up? I never told her about the self-tying I sometimes did, she did't know I have always waited for a moment like this...TO BE TIED UP BY SOMEONE ELSE!

"Allright, I'm your prisoner", I said, "do with me whatever you want!"

Victoria giggled. She was a very funny girl, always happy, always in a good mood, always positive. I liked her the most for this character. She had short red-brown hair, really female curves, and a bit short legs. I also liked this.

"Whatever I want", she laughed. "Oh boy, this could be uncomfortable for you!"

"I can take a lot", I bravely lied. Of course I wanted to impress her.

I was kind of skinny in this time, and not one of the bravest. But for a good tie-up adventure I really would take some hard ones.

Victoria started her game.

"Strip your Shirt", she commanded. This thrilled me. How far would she go? I stood there with only these skintight shorts. Victoria also told me to take off my sneaks and socks.

The concrete floor seemed cold to my bare feet, but never mind - it was a hot day and, perhaps, it was going to get even hotter!

"Hands behind your back!" I liked this command, knowing she would tie me in my favorite position.

She opened a door under a working bench and took some things out: Some rope, some hard stucking silver ducttape and some scarf. With one of the ropes she bound my wrists together. Crossed over and very tight.

"I thought, you will use the chain", I asked.

"Just wait and see", she said with a smile. "Now sit down on the floor!"

I did as she ordered. The equipment she "suddenly" found told me: Victoria had planned this exactly. She moved very seriously, as she had a real important job to do.

As soon as I sat on the floor with my hands tied behind my back, Victoria took the chain from the wall. The chain was not heavy, but it was very long. The single links were shorter than an inch. And it looked all new, there was no rusty part. The whole chain was shiny and it seemed to me like a christmas gift.

Victoria began to lay the chain behind my neck, leading it to the front of my shoulders, under my arms through to my back, where she locked it in a genious way: She put a screw through the end of the chain and through the link that came nearest to it and shut these links together by screwing a screw nut from the other side. It worked like a lock.

"This part of the restraint will not be so tight, because I don't want to break your neck", she said. I was thankfull to hear that.
Now that the chain was fixed around my upper torso like a harness, Victoria had nearly the whole length left to tie me.

Before she began, she took some of the scarves from the working bench and told me to open my mouth. Then she stuffed three pieces of scarf into my mouth until she was sure to have filled it completely. She then cut off a six inch of ducttape and pressed it over my stuffed mouth.
I was completely silenced. My cheeks looked like a ballon, they were totally stuffed. I couldn't even give a sound from me.

Having me still sitting on the cold concrete floor, having me tied and gagged securely and half nude, my girlfriend now began to wrap the chain around my arms. She pulled it after each loop to tighten it.

That was a bit hard. A chain is not as comfortable as ropes are. It is hard and cold and squeezes sometimes. And Victoria really wrapped it hard around my body. But I had promised to be brave, so i just sighed sometimes into my gag. At least there was nothing more I could do.

"Mmmmph - mmmph... nothing more.

My arms were pinned to my body and Victoria kept on wrapping. Now the chain was tied around my thigs, down to my knees, down to my ankles.
Really, this chain was long! It was not finished when Victoria bound it around my ankles several times, always tightening it as usual. So she decided to loop the rest around my bare feet, once, twice, and then locked it like before with a screw. The chain was all finished.

There I sat on the floor, with a chain wrapped around my whole body. I wasn't able to move anything. The chain was tight like hell!
Victoria took me tenderly and layed me face down. I began to struggle - that means - I tried. The chain made it impossible to move.

"Now, my smart boy, do you like it so far", Victoria laughed.

"Mmmmph-mmmph-mm-mmm", I answered. The gag was as tight as the bonds. I discovered, that my girl knew how to tie someone up. Did she practise sometimes? I would have to talk with her as soon as I could talk again.

Then Victoria surprised me with another trick: I didn't see her coming. Suddenly she bound another scarf around my eyes and knotted it together behind my head. Then she fixed it with more ducttape on my forehead and my (stuffed) cheeks. It was absolutely dark.

I mmphed into my gag and tried to move on the floor like a worm. The chain hurt a little bit, but I was all excited and thrilled. I was absolutely helpless gagged, blindfolded, tied with only a cycle-short on, and completely restrained by a merciless chain.

That was not the finish of Victoria's plan. Suddenly I felt her hand working on the chain on my back right above my bum. I couldn't see, but I knew what would come next:
She knotted another rope to that chain and pulled it down between my butts. She was going to crotchrope me! Wow!

At this time I have never had sex with her or any other girl before. In my fantasy, yes, but not real. I dreamed of Victoria to do kinky things on me, and now - my dreamgirl put her fingers on my private area while I wore skintight pants! Not to have sex - even more kinky - to tie me up!

To bring the rope between my legs she had to work hard. The chain pressed my thigs together, so Victoria had to push her stretched hand between them near my crotch, bringing the rope forward.

Now she giggled again. I couldn't see what happened, but I could feel it. My underwear couldn't hide what was going on. The cycle-shorts showed my whole reaction of being tied this way.

"Naughty, naughty boy", Victoria said, "thank god, that you are tied up so securely, so you can not do any harm to an innocent girl."

She laughed and I was a little embarrassed. My face must have turned into red, but no one could see, because it was nearly covered with scarf and tape.

And my face should stay red: Victoria brought the crotchrope in front of me and pulled it so tight, that it really cut into my bum-crack. I mmmphed again as loud as the gag allowed me, then she looped the rope around a chain on my belly, lead it down on the other side of the growing bulge in my pants than the first time, pushed it again through my tied thigs with her whole hand and finally placed it between my butts again. Then she pulled it again so hard, that it cut my crotch, and tied it off on the chain, where she began.

I was brutally, tightly crotchroped by my girl. And I loved her for that, although I still was embarrassed.

Feeling the thrill of a crotchrope I nearly had forgotten the tight chain around my body. But now as Victorias Tie-up work was finished, I began to feel and enjoy the whole situation:

I lay on a cold floor in a dark garage, had nothing on but skintight pants, with my hands tied tightly behind my back, securely gagged and blindfolded, my boyish body all chained up and with a beasty rope tied tight between my butts. OOF!

Victoria did not hogtie me, because with the tight chain my legs were not bendable.

She tried to make me believe, that she left the garage leaving me alone, but like she was, she had to giggle again, so I knew she stayed near me watching me struggling.

I had a great fun struggling and mmphing helplessly, and I had to be careful not to cum suddenly. With my shiny pants on, Victoria would see anything and I would die in shame!

All tired and sweaty I felt Victoria beginning to untie me. The procedure of untying took half an hour. I was pumped out completely, my whole body hurt, and I had chain-marks over my whole body. I would have to wear long clothes the rest of the day!

But it has been great!

When I came to breath again, I asked Victoria about her experiences, and she said, that she also liked being tied up and did self bondage like I do.
As I asked her, if I could tie her up next, she said "Yes".

But this is another story.

giorgio
Austria

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