Dean : 01 - Michelle's prisoner (F/M)
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01 - Michelle's prisoner
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By Dean
Sunday, September 7th 2003 - 01:49:49 AM
Michelle's prisoner
Here’s a partial excerpt from a true story that got blown away when my computer crashed last year. It happened about 5 years ago. Michelle was 22 and my sort-of girlfriend. She had long dark hair and a great figure. She was very kinky – I wasn’t at the time. She kept saying she wanted to tie me up – it would be fun because she’d done it to guys before and they all loved it. She said this. Finally one day after work (We both worked in an office) I told her, “Look, if you can catch me, you can tie me up.†She said, “Catching you and kidnapping you won’t be a problem dear.†She also took tie-bo and akido and was good at it – I was no match for her. I changed – she didn’t (her very sexy wardrobe is described below) and then…
Michelle chased me, carrying several pieces of white cotton rope. She subdued me and quickly pinned me to the floor, threatening me with kicks to the stomach if I didn’t do exactly as she said. She giggled as she said this, holding me down, dressed in a black short-sleeved peasant blouse with ruffled sleeves, grey dress pants, and grey dress socks. I was dressed in a t-shirt and sweats and socks. “I’m going to tie you up, you bad boy,†she hissed. Within minutes, my hands were tied behind my back. “Time to tie your feet,†she sighed. “If you kick me, I’ll kick back.†She tied my feet with the rope, then my knees, then stood over me, planting her grey-socked foot on my chest. “I win. You are now my prisoner,†Michelle teased. “Problem is, I don’t just tie up my prisoners. I torture them too. I’m a sadistic kidnapper. Sorry.â€
Before I could say anything, she crouched down over me and hand-gagged me with one hand. With her other hand she reached to one of her feet and slipped off her sock. “I’m going to take my socks off and gag you with them,â€she informed me. “I always tell my prisoners exactly what I have in store for them.†She then took her other sock off - these socks were long and lightweight. She tied them both tightly around my head. “I’m gagging you because I’m not torturing you for information. I’m just torturing you for fun. Scream all you want. Noooo one will hear you.†I was panicky and writhed around at her bare feet. She stood over me and joked like she was thinking. “Let’s see…you’re bound and gagged with my socks. All there is left to do is tickle you to death. Here I come,†she said, wiggling her fingers. “But first, I’ll tickle you with my feet.†She jabbed her bare feet into my rib cage and wiggled her toes, tickling me and making me spasm. “Now my fingers – you are sooooo ticklish.†My ribs and armpits and stomach were helpless to Michelle’s tickle-torture. I was crying now – I felt tears. “Let’s get your socks off and see how ticklish those feet are,†Michelle then said with a chuckle, peeling off my socks and then tickling my feet everywhere with her fingers and toes. “I’m never going to let you go,†she said sharply. “Tickle-torturing you is too much fun. I’ll never untie you –you’re my prisoner forever. I’ve decided to tickle you to death. So hee hee. Here’s some more tickling.†I pleaded with her to stop, but she wouldn’t. She giggled like a little girl and kept tickling me everywhere.
That’s all I had – the rest was blown away. Sorry. But the torture went on for what seemed like forever and when she untied me she did it slowly, tickling me at every stop. Her socks came out of my mouth last. “Such a shame to waste a good sock gag,†Michelle said, finally removing the gag with a laugh. It was terrifying and exciting as hell – and it happened again. Maybe I’ll share sometime.
Dean
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01 - Michelle's prisoner
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By Dean
Sunday, September 7th 2003 - 01:49:49 AM
Michelle's prisoner
Here’s a partial excerpt from a true story that got blown away when my computer crashed last year. It happened about 5 years ago. Michelle was 22 and my sort-of girlfriend. She had long dark hair and a great figure. She was very kinky – I wasn’t at the time. She kept saying she wanted to tie me up – it would be fun because she’d done it to guys before and they all loved it. She said this. Finally one day after work (We both worked in an office) I told her, “Look, if you can catch me, you can tie me up.†She said, “Catching you and kidnapping you won’t be a problem dear.†She also took tie-bo and akido and was good at it – I was no match for her. I changed – she didn’t (her very sexy wardrobe is described below) and then…
Michelle chased me, carrying several pieces of white cotton rope. She subdued me and quickly pinned me to the floor, threatening me with kicks to the stomach if I didn’t do exactly as she said. She giggled as she said this, holding me down, dressed in a black short-sleeved peasant blouse with ruffled sleeves, grey dress pants, and grey dress socks. I was dressed in a t-shirt and sweats and socks. “I’m going to tie you up, you bad boy,†she hissed. Within minutes, my hands were tied behind my back. “Time to tie your feet,†she sighed. “If you kick me, I’ll kick back.†She tied my feet with the rope, then my knees, then stood over me, planting her grey-socked foot on my chest. “I win. You are now my prisoner,†Michelle teased. “Problem is, I don’t just tie up my prisoners. I torture them too. I’m a sadistic kidnapper. Sorry.â€
Before I could say anything, she crouched down over me and hand-gagged me with one hand. With her other hand she reached to one of her feet and slipped off her sock. “I’m going to take my socks off and gag you with them,â€she informed me. “I always tell my prisoners exactly what I have in store for them.†She then took her other sock off - these socks were long and lightweight. She tied them both tightly around my head. “I’m gagging you because I’m not torturing you for information. I’m just torturing you for fun. Scream all you want. Noooo one will hear you.†I was panicky and writhed around at her bare feet. She stood over me and joked like she was thinking. “Let’s see…you’re bound and gagged with my socks. All there is left to do is tickle you to death. Here I come,†she said, wiggling her fingers. “But first, I’ll tickle you with my feet.†She jabbed her bare feet into my rib cage and wiggled her toes, tickling me and making me spasm. “Now my fingers – you are sooooo ticklish.†My ribs and armpits and stomach were helpless to Michelle’s tickle-torture. I was crying now – I felt tears. “Let’s get your socks off and see how ticklish those feet are,†Michelle then said with a chuckle, peeling off my socks and then tickling my feet everywhere with her fingers and toes. “I’m never going to let you go,†she said sharply. “Tickle-torturing you is too much fun. I’ll never untie you –you’re my prisoner forever. I’ve decided to tickle you to death. So hee hee. Here’s some more tickling.†I pleaded with her to stop, but she wouldn’t. She giggled like a little girl and kept tickling me everywhere.
That’s all I had – the rest was blown away. Sorry. But the torture went on for what seemed like forever and when she untied me she did it slowly, tickling me at every stop. Her socks came out of my mouth last. “Such a shame to waste a good sock gag,†Michelle said, finally removing the gag with a laugh. It was terrifying and exciting as hell – and it happened again. Maybe I’ll share sometime.
Dean
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