Lisa : 01 - It was supposed to be a quiet evening of self bondage (self/F, F/F)

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01 - It was supposed to be a quiet evening of self bondage
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By Lisa

Tuesday, June 26th 2001 - 04:55:53 AM

Hey everyone, love the stories! Keep them coming!

Ever since I can remember I have had a fetish for synthetic materials. Every time I wear anything made, out of lycra and nylon etc I get very horny.

This story happened back in university about 3 years ago. My room mate, ‘Sandy’ 5’11 lovely lean body (she was the captain of the women’s soccer team) short shoulder-length red hair, and green eyes, delicious D- cups, the kind of popular girl who got on with everyone and who always brought a guy home at least once a week, had gone out for the morning to find something to wear for the end of term party. She had asked me to go with her, but I declined by saying I had an assignment to do but in fact I intended to indulge myself in a wonderful self-bondage session. Sandy left at about 9:30 which gave me about 2 hours.

Due to my above-mentioned fetish, I always tend to wear a swimsuit when doing self-bondage. I rummaged through my drawers and found a stringy pink bikini and out it on. I tied my ankles together with some rope, then moved up my legs so my knees and thighs were bound also. I tied a rope from the ankle ropes to a pair of hand cuffs then proceeded to gag myself with some of my panties and a scarf. I placed the key to hand cuff on the bed-side table but did not blindfold myself as the key to the handcuffs was the key to getting undone, should a situation arise where I would need to find it in a hurry. With everything ready I laid stomach-down on the bed and bent my knees so I could reach my handcuffs. Holding them in one hand, I secured the other in and vice-versa. I was now hogtied on the bed barley unable to move.

For about 1 and a-half hours I drifted from fantasy to fantasy until I heard a key in the door. Oh No ! Sandy was early! I struggled as much as I could but all I could do was get turned-on even more. The door opened and Sandy froze as she looked at me.

‘Lisa! Are you alright?’

‘Mmmmmmppphhhhhhh’ was all I could say.

When realisation struck her, she said:

‘I see you’re into self-bondage’

‘Well, duh, why else why be like this?’ I thought.

A wicked smile formed across her face.

‘Hold on’ she said. Sandy went into her drawers, picked up a scarf and blindfolded me with it. I could hear her picking up the key beside me on the table.

‘Just a moment’ She said. I could hear her going through her wardrobe.

‘What is she doing ?’ I thought. I could make out sounds of rummaging clothes. About a minute later, the hogtie is released, I am turned over on my back, and Sandy sits on my stomach. The blindfold is removed and I am greeted to the site of Sandy sitting on top of me in a very small bikini similar to mine! WOW! I had told her about my fetish during conversations about sex and such like but I assumed she thought nothing of it. How wrong could I be! I have a very good-looking girl sitting on top me wearing nothing but a skimpy blue bikini. She must I have put it on to torture me I remember thinking, seeing as I lied to her about what I was doing.

‘Now Lisa, this does not look like studying to me’ she said in an accusing but sexy voice, running her index finger over my stomach.

‘Mmmmpppphhhhh’ was all I could give as a reply.

‘I’m sorry dear, I didn’t quite catch that’

‘Mmmmpppphhhh!’

Take the gag off you stupid bitch I thought

‘Due to your selfish actions I had no luck in finding a dress and when I came back here what did I find ? You’ve been lying to me’ I think you’re going to have to be punished’

I was so excited that I didn’t notice the ice cube tray she had placed at the bottom of the bed. She must have got it when she had blindfolded me.

‘Now for the first punishment’ she said.

I knew what was coming next. She leant forward and reached behind my neck to untie my bikini top and I got a very nice view of her breasts. Once the neck was untied, she reached behind my back. Once finished Sandy removed my bikini top, she placed two ice cubes on my nipples.

‘Mmmmpppphhhh!’ I said as I struggled. The ice cubes fell off my breasts.

‘There’s no use trying to stop it, Lisa.,’ said Sandy, as she picked up the ice cubes and placed them on my nipples then held my breasts firmly so they wouldn’t fall off.

Again, all that came out was a mmmmpppphhhh, this time out of pleasure.

After about 20 minutes of breast holding, the ice-cubed melted. Sandy could see how much I enjoyed this.

‘Have you learned your lesson yet?’ asked Sandy. Before I could mmmmpppphhhh a reply, sandy said:

‘I didn’t think so’

She began to slowly and rhytmically bounce up and down on top of me, her large breasts bouncing also. Sandy caught me string at them when she slapped my own breasts

‘What do you think you are doing ?’ She said

‘These are not for show, they are for enjoying’. And with that Sandy leant forward, grabbed my head and trusted it into her bikini-clad cleavage.

‘Mmmmpppphhhh’ I said in orgasmic pleasure, my fetish taking over..

After about 3 minutes, Sandy let go and said:

‘Now, you’ve had your pleasure, it’s time to have mine’.

Sandy then ripped off my bikini bottoms and tickled me thoughroly for about 30 mins when she settled down to licking my nipples and other things which Cannuk restricts from this site. I was in ecstasy. Needless to say, I was amazed at was she was doing.

After she had finished we discussed what had happened. Sandy said she had fooled around and slept with women before but she didn’t figure me to be the type. I told her I had a girl/girl experience at an earlier age which determined my sexuality. With this revealed, we had some pretty memorable bondage sessions (involving bikini’s, swimsuits and other synthetic materials. WhooHoo!) together for about a year afterwards. Unfortunately, when we graduated different jobs separated us. I wonder what she is doing now…………

Lisa

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