01 - Tying Cynthia up
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By willie
Sunday, April 1st 2001 - 08:51:33 PM
Tying Cynthia up
Hi all, this is the first time I am writing to this site... Well, I would like to tell you about my first tying up of a girlfriend of mine, Cynthia...
Well, let us introduce ourselves: I'm 19, she is 21, small, busty, short dark hair, green eyes... It was about 11 pm, we just had dinner together in a pizzeria and we were back to her place. We were in her kitchen...
I must first of all admit that I have a crush on her, she is quite sexy, and I often had phantasies of her as damsel in distress...
OK, back to our story: as I was saying, we were in her kitchen, sitting at a table... She begins to look at me with flirtatious eyes, she is a champion at that... Don't forget that that night she had a short skirt and wore a top which put her breasts into evidence... I began to tell her: "Don't look at me that that way, you arouse me!" And she kept looking... I replied: "If you keep looking at me that way, I must blindfold you"
"Ok, try"
Well, she did not have to repeat that to me: I went to her bedroom where I knew she had bandanas, and I looked in my backsack where I kept a few ropes - why, you would ask... well, guess why...-, and I came back to the kitchen. She was there, waiting for me and smiling flirtatiously...
I went behind her, blindfolded her with a bandana. Then I told her: "Well, you could take it off... I should prevent you from that..." And I took her hands and put them behind the chair and began to tie them with a few loops of rope...
She began to shout: "Hey! Whammmmpppphhhh!"... I already stuffed a handkerchief into her mouth and held in place with another bandana... Well, she began to squirm, but it gave me the impression she did that more to defy me than to really try to get free... I looped another piece of rope around her waist, over and under her breasts, securing her to the chair. Then I tied her ankles and her thighs, just over the knees...
There she stayed, the perfect damsel in distress, squirming and trying to wiggle free, even if I kept having the impression she was enjoying that and acting... After fifteen minutes of looking at her so trussed up, I set her free: as I already understood she was not mad. She laughed when I apologized and told me: "Well, why did not you tell me before!". We made love afterwards that night, and I happened to tie her up again other times, but I leave that for other postings.
willie
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