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Trapped in my own Self-Bondage ( F/F )

Posted: Sat Jun 15, 2024 6:46 am
by LunaDog
This particular story was fully inspired by a video i saw on-line, and i'll say no more about the contents of that, as it is all described below. Although i have 'adapted' it to suit my own 'kinks.' For example, the captive lady in said video has bare legs, but all of you who know me, will i'm sure guess that her legs will be covered in my story! And you all know what by.





TRAPPED IN MY OWN SELF BONDAGE



At last, I was alone in the house. Only just now the taxi had departed taking my young lodger, Anna Wilkinson, to the railway station, she was off to spend the weekend with her parents. Time for some serious self-time, doing something I’d fancied for ages, but now for the first time since I’d acquired the necessary equipment, I had the opportunity to indulge in. In what, I hear you all ask? Well, I was going to imprison my body to my own bed, I wanted to try a bit of self-bondage.

I walked into my bedroom, dropping the satin dressing gown on the floor, as I selected a sexy suspender belt, manufactured from the same utterly delicious material, sliding it up and over my shapely, if I say so myself, legs into position around my waist. Then I took hold of a pair of very sheer nylon stockings, nothing like tasty lingerie to get in the mood, eh? Being very careful how I fitted them but succeeding in doing so without damaging them at all. So far, so good, then. This being the extent of any clothing that I’d be adorned in.

Some of the aforementioned ‘equipment’ was already fastened to the bed. Each of the bed’s wheels either side of the luxury headboard had a length of solid metal chain attached, long enough to reach my wrists when I’d assumed position on my bed, holding me there, but allowing some degree of movement to me, if not enough to permit escape. On the other end of each length a padlock was located, to be used in clamping the ‘D’ ring of a leather cuff to said chain. As I say, these chains were already in place.

Now my bed has no lower bed frame at all, but I’d solved that little problem. Each of the wheels in the lower corners of the bed also had a chain fitted. These had been locked together in the centre, then the two combined chains featured a bond to a spreader bar, after about a metre or so, enough so that said bar reached unto the bed’s surface itself. As normal with such bars, a ring was securely screwed into each end, ready to accept a padlock, which naturally would also clamp onto more ‘D’ rings, on leather cuffs that I’d have put around my ankles.

So, as I opened the rest of my self-bondage kit, emptying it all upon the black satin sheet covering the bed, I checked that everything I wanted to use was there. The four leather cuffs, two for my wrists and two slightly larger ones for my ankles. Tick! Incidentally, these cuffs were the sort that didn’t feature buckles, they had a metal ‘ring’ inserted into the leather. Along the length of the cuffs were ‘slots’ that fitted over said ring and could be securely held there with yet another padlock, using whichever ‘slot’ was necessary to hold the cuff firmly shut around its bearer’s wrist or ankle.

In addition to the cuffs, my kit contained a blindfold, one of those ‘proper’ ones, made of soft leather, but with a foam border mounted all around the edge. Which would slightly compress when the blindfold was over its victim’s eyes, forming a boundary through which no light whatsoever could pass, rendering its wearer totally blind, turning their world into complete darkness. And there was a ball gag, a bright red plastic ball held with a black leather strap, to be placed around and secured to its bearer’s head.

With nervous anticipation coursing throughout my whole body, I climbed onto the bed that I fully intended to imprison myself to. Noting that the keys to all of the padlocks, on a little ring, was definitely present and correct, and I carefully positioned it so it wouldn’t get knocked off the bed and onto the floor. After all, I was alone in this house, and would be for a couple of days. No need for any ‘accidents!’

And I started at that lower end, enclosing my nylon coated ankles with the solid leather cuffs, using the appropriate slot to slide over the metal ring, and then employing the padlock to make sure the cuff stayed where it was supposed to. I’d set it just right, the cuff could move, rotate for example, but there was NO way I could remove it without undoing the lock. Within seconds my other ankle also had an accessory fitted. Time to attach myself to my own bed. I spread out my legs and using two more padlocks bound my ankle cuffs to each end of the spreader bar, respectively. There, I’d started the process. The time to ‘bottle out’ had now passed.

Laying back on the satin covered bed now, I swiftly encoiled both of my wrists in secure leather, making sure that yet again, although the cuff could move a little, it could not pass over my hand, on either side. Nearly there, I just needed to fasten two ‘D’ rings to two chains.

But there was a couple of tasks to perform before I did that. Grabbing the ball gag, I made sure that I bit down on the plastic ball, before firmly tying the strap around my head. I was now effectively silenced. Then I placed the blindfold onto my head, but I didn’t put it into position over my eyes just yet. I would do soon however, don’t worry about that!

However first I imprisoned my left arm, using a padlock to secure the cuff’s ‘D’ ring to the loop on the end of the chain. Three limbs captured, only one to go! Before I did so, now was the time where I removed my own power of sight, placing that very effective blindfold into position over my eyes, making my world turn totally and utterly black. And now I completed my capture by the bed, with feel I managed to successfully padlock the ‘D’ ring of that last cuff to the end of the chain. This was it then, this was bondage. I belonged to my bed, although I reassured myself as my fingers located and felt the keys that were the key, pardon the fully intended pun please, to my escape when I’d had enough.

Something that would quite clearly be some time away, as I simply revelled in the delicious feeling of being bound, helpless and captured. Believe me my pussy was beginning to become quite wet, and I promised myself I use my wand vibrator once I’d decided to release myself. Making a note to myself, I’d need to buy another vibrator, one I could insert within my pussy, the next time I’d chain myself to the bed next time. And make NO mistake, there most definitely would be a next time!

Above all I loved the feeling of not being responsible. You see, my husband had left many years ago, making it quite a struggle to pay the mortgage on my home, one of the reasons why I’d allowed Anna to rent one of my bedrooms. And my job, although well rewarded financially, was very demanding and stressful. It was therefore quite a pleasure to almost be devoid of any freedom, with no decision making required on my part.

But then this rather delicious state of affairs came to an abrupt end. At first, I thought it was my mind playing tricks, as I was sure I’d heard the front door being unlocked and then opened. However, to my utter dismay, next I detected the voice of young Anna, as she cried out. “Are you there, Maria? Bloody R.M.T. have called one of their strikes, and no trains are running this weekend!” ( The R.M.T. is the biggest Trade Union in the U.K. representing Railway workers, and have been holding short strikes for some time now, in a dispute over pay. )

Isn’t hindsight such a wonderful thing? For now, with the benefit of that commodity, it’s utterly clear to me what I SHOULD have done in this position. I needed to stay silent and still, not attracting any attention at all. It was likely that Anna would just assume I was out of the house, it had been some time since she had left it herself. I could then have used the keys to release myself and could have claimed to have been asleep in order to justify not having answered her question. But her arrival had shocked me, so that’s not what happened. Oh, no!

Instead, because I was so shocked by Anna’s reappearance I cried out in shock, although gagged as I was it came out almost as a cry of utter despair. Which, in a way it was, but only at the potential embarrassment at the very real possibility of young Anna witnessing me chained to my own bed.

However, Anna is a decent and caring person, and respectful too! There’s no way in normal circumstances that she’d have entered my bedroom uninvited, I was her landlady after all. But she, understandably of course, had come to the conclusion that I was in serious trouble, and so had come bursting into the room, to be confronted by the sight of me confined to bed as it were!

Even now she still believed that I found myself just where I was by somebody else’s hand. “Good God!” Anna exclaimed. “What’s happened here, just who has done this to……” Because she now clocked something, had I not been blindfolded, I’d have seen a rather dirty smile emerge upon her face, as the truth of my position became clear to her. She’d seen the keys lying right by one of my hands. “Well, well, it seems that the answer to my question, is that the person who has put you there is none other you, yourself, are we looking here at a case of self-bondage?” For once I was actually grateful that I was gagged, it gave me a valid excuse not to answer her reasonable question.

Anna moved quickly, taking hold of the keys to my cuffs. “I think it’s probably best if I take charge of these?” Knowing just what that meant I began to panic, crying out as much as my gag would allow. Anna carried out her threat, placing the keys in the top of the stocking on my left leg. Meaning that although I knew where the keys were, I couldn’t reach them. I was now Anna’s complete carnal captive; I was in her hands and until she decided otherwise under her complete control. I WAS NOW HERS!

Re: Trapped in my own Self-Bondage ( F/F )

Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2024 6:51 am
by LunaDog
A situation that Anna was all too aware of. “My God, do you have any idea of just how much the sight of you chained up like that is turning me on? I had no idea that you could be so kinky! Let’s face it, wouldn’t it be extremely rude of me if I didn’t have some fun with you, now that you’ve delivered yourself into my hands? Don’t worry though, I’ve no intention of allowing that to happen. You’re mine now and I intend to use your body for my enjoyment. With hopefully you having a fun time yourself as well. Yes, be assured, I do want that. So, with that in mind, let’s find out if you have any sex toys that I can use to play with your body?”

Now, as I’m sure that you can all imagine, I was now quite frightened, my self-bondage had most certainly become full, real and secure bondage. I had lost control of the entire situation, and now found myself completely helpless and totally at the mercy of another person, a fellow female at that. But, on the other hand, make no mistake there, was a fair amount of excitement present too. For I knew to a large degree that I could trust young Anna, she was a thoroughly decent and honest young lady. She’d just found herself in an unusual position, that’s all, one that had delivered her mischievous nature an opportunity to have some fun. She was going to take full advantage of what I’d gifted her, and on reflection who could blame her? Inside myself I resolved to try to enjoy what Anna had in mind for me, after all, what choice did I have? Not forgetting the fact that my young lodger was extremely gorgeous and VERY sexy!

I mean, let’s face it, I am a woman who had, quite deliberately, chained herself to her own bed, although leaving an escape route, one that had now been removed, however. Why had I done that? To get my sexual juices flowing naturally, and now it appeared that, having secured my body as her property, Anna would now be performing that role instead. Also, I knew just what treasures she’d find when she did discover my trove of sex toys. Yes, I knew that young Anna would be giving me quite a hard time, but no doubt, also an exciting one!

“WOW! Take a look at these?” Anna had clearly found my toys. Although it wasn’t any of the actual toys that she employed first. No, there were some more padlocks remaining, and Anna used these well, effectively shortening the chains that bound me, by binding some links together, and restricting my available movement, although by no means ending it completely. For example, before this I could have touched my head with my hands, meaning that I could have removed my blindfold. Now I could not. Anna had literally tightened her grip of my captive body.

As her hands then wandered to the nipples of my tits, I instinctively knew just which of my ‘goodies’ she’d subject me to first! Nipple clamps, and quite vicious ones at that! Despite being gagged my screams of pain were completely audible as Anna fastened first one to my left tit, and then quickly afterwards its companion to my right. Inducing more pain as she gave a little ‘tug’ to the chain that connected them! Bitch!

“Those look fun, but shall we turn our attentions to the ‘main event?’ Boy, am I going to have fun with you, or what?” Something I did not doubt by now. The lips of my pussy suddenly found themselves touched by silicon and I knew Anna had found my dildo, the one in the shape of a male cock, but with a ‘base’ at the end, preventing the ‘accidental’ swallowing by either my pussy or my arse. Gently Anna inserted it, then withdrew only to re-insert in a cycle. Which did feel good, and was quite straightforward, my pussy was soaking wet by now. In and out she carried on, with me beginning to possibly believe that this action of hers might actually take me into the delicious state of climax. But no. She stopped, leaving the dildo fully inserted though. Now I knew just what was coming next!

I wasn’t wrong, as the ‘buzz’ sound alerted me all too well. She’d grabbed my vibrating wand. “Em, this looks extremely interesting. What does this do? Oh look, there’s various settings. Which shall I try first? Sod it, why wait, let’s go HIGH, shall we?” The increase of both volume and pitch told me that Anna had carried out her threat. Flat out it was then!

Got to admit it was quite a shock, even though I’d fully knew what was coming, when Anna placed the vibrating toy onto my clit. But it felt utterly delicious!

Wow! The feeling was utterly sensational, my pussy and slit were on fire, and I wriggled within my bonds as THAT point was rapidly approaching and I’d soon be overwhelmed with ecstasy! But then, what was that word I’d used to describe Anna previously here, oh yes, mischievous? And here is where she proved it. For she just knew I’d almost achieved reaching climax, so just guess what she then did? Yes, that’s right, she bloody stopped! Pulling the wand away from my clitty, denying me that utter joy of climax, and making me almost scream, as much as I could with a large red plastic ball shoved into my orifice of course, in sheer sexual frustration! “You seemed to be enjoying yourself a little too much and appeared to be in too much of a hurry for my liking!” BITCH!

Anna continued to torture me, as after allowing me to calm down a little she resumed her attack upon my clit with the wand, but timing her cessations perfectly, literally just before I obtained release, making me howl in frustration time and time again. She was taking me right to the limit, and I began to harbour very nasty thoughts towards my young lady lodger.

But Anna is neither cruel nor vicious. She was simply teasing, stoking me up and ramping up my excitement levels, but she had every intention of allowing me to climax. After one more denial, she then moved the wand around other parts of my body, my clamped tits for example, before switching it off and resting it right upon my slit. I now noticed, by feel of course I still could see precisely nothing, that she’d grabbed a belt from one of my dressing gowns and was securely tying the wand in that position. “There we go, THAT is where it belongs, do you truly believe I’d deny you an orgasm forever? I did promise you some fun, didn’t I? I’m very much a girl of her word.” She paused, then hit the button, the buzz resumed as did the tickling of my clit. “ENJOY!”

Again, my pussy became alive with sensation, that point where I lost it once more rapidly approached, but this time Anna did not stop my obtaining of it. A complete wave of total arousal swept over me, as my body tried, unsuccessfully of course, to break free of the bonds that held it so efficiently, and I cried out in sheer ecstasy as loudly as my gag would allow me. Never before, certainly not with my ex-husband, for whom sex meant nothing more than HIS pleasure, had I ‘sexperienced’ anything like the orgasm that totally overwhelmed me, never before had I ever been taken so high, and the point of Anna’s previous teasing now became crystal clear. Young she might well be, but it was obvious that she knew exactly what she was doing!

Here’s the thing, the vibrator was still operating. Anna actually was still present in the room, but she made no move to switch it off as she was busy doing something else that I’d only discover about later. So, I very soon found out another fact that I’d not known about until right now, I was one of those fortunate females who is quite capable of multi-orgasms!

For no sooner had my first climax finished when the next one arrived! Again, my body was completely out of control as sexual gratification took full grip of me, again I squirmed against my secure bondage and cried out as loudly as I could. And the third climax hit me very soon after that, although there was a gap, thirty seconds or so between that high and the previous one. It’s fair to say that my horror at being discovered in my position of pure kink by my lodger, and her removal of any possible escape or termination of my situation by myself, soon became replaced by pure and utter delight at the effect of Anna taking over and now running this show. I was now grateful that I’d delivered myself into her hands, enjoying far more than I’d expected, the result of my carnal capture by her.

In fact, so overwhelmed by pure pleasure, I hadn’t even registered Anna’s presence within the room still, until she left after a few minutes. And I only really clocked that event as I heard her locking my bedroom door, having passed through it. Talk about ignominy, eh? Not only had my lodger chained me to my own bed, actually strictly speaking I’d done that to myself, but she had removed my planned method of release, now she’d locked me in my very own room as well. Bloody check!

As we’ve already seen Anna has an immaculate sense of timing, and it just as the excitement of the situation she’d put me in was beginning to wear off, about five minutes after she’d left, that she returned. Seeing me almost soaked in sweat, she remarked. “Well, somebody seems to have been enjoying herself, and having loads of fun, but maybe it’s time to stop!” Like I say, perfect timing. Anna switched the vibrator off, removing the tie that bound it to my leg, and also completed the job by taking the dildo out of my pussy.

But then any thought that she’d finished with me, that her next move would be to release me from the bed were soon completely shattered. “Oh, Maria, you look SO horny chained up like that, you’ve REALLY turned me on, so once I’m fully ready...” She bent down so her mouth was right next to my left ear and gently whispered.


“YOU ARE GOING TO BE SHAGGED!”

Re: Trapped in my own Self-Bondage ( F/F )

Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2024 8:36 am
by Caesar73
Anna has immense Fun! That is for sure - looking forward to the next Part!

Re: Trapped in my own Self-Bondage ( F/F )

Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2024 1:34 pm
by Lost_the_keys
Great story, love her self bondage efforts! I can’t wait for you to continue.

Re: Trapped in my own Self-Bondage ( F/F )

Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2024 5:23 pm
by LunaDog
Thank you both, @Caesar73 and @Lost_the_keys , for your very kind words.

I can fully assure you both, and anybody else for that matter, that Anna has plenty more up her sleeve. Incidentally the names Anna and Maria are my allocations,( Miss Kournikova and Miss Sharapova anybody? ) the video that inspired this story, and that we've already gone far beyond by now, never assigned any moniker to either lady. Who were mother and daughter within said video.

Re: Trapped in my own Self-Bondage ( F/F )

Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2024 3:19 am
by LunaDog
That statement of hers sent yet another wave of total arousal flowing throughout my entire form, and my pussy to become even hotter and wetter, if that was actually possible. By now I KNEW that I wanted Anna to shag me, this might well have been my first ever lesbian sexperience, but I was full of anticipation at the prospect of just what the sexy young Anna intended to inflict upon me, my lust for her desires regarding me simply magnified beyond belief by the knowledge that I couldn’t prevent her in any way from enacting her aims. As if merely being chained to the bed, albeit with escape possible had excited me enough, this was now total surrender, Anna could do just what SHE wanted, how SHE wished, and for as long as SHE desired, with me as her helpless sex toy, unable to thwart her lustful intentions in ANY way. I can, with total honesty, say that I have never been so turned on as I was at that moment in my entire life, either before or after it!

Being blindfolded, and therefore utterly devoid, of sight simply only added to my nervous anticipation. During that time whilst Anna had locked me within my own boudoir, she’d not been idle. Just like myself, when Anna had returned, her lovely, sexy body, had a minimum of clothes adorned upon it, just like me all she wore was a sexy suspender belt and very sheer nylon stockings, although hers were in a delicious hue of pure scarlet, as opposed to my, more normal, black items.

Although she looked great, with her legs covered in sheer nylon, it wouldn’t have been her stockings and suspenders that would have grabbed my main attention, if I’d been able to see my captor in all her glory. No, it was between her legs that I’d have noticed first, the harness that held her strap-on simulated cock. Red like her lingerie, it was at least eight inches in length, whilst how shall I put it, substantial in girth. And heading straight to my pussy!

Anna climbed onto my bound form, the nylon on her legs electrifying me even more, as they rubbed on the similar material covering own pins. And then I felt her ‘cock’ as it seemed to have a mind of its own, locating and then gently penetrating my aching pussy. Delicious! God, how I wanted, I longed, I needed to be totally, utterly and completely HERS! Just as well, because now I most certainly was!

Like when she’d filled my soaking pussy with my own dildo, once Anna had fully inserted her cock within, and it only just fitted, she stopped. However, her hands were far from idle. After a brief visit to my tits, still subjected to my vicious nipple clamps, giving me a short but very sharp, burst of pain that made me cry out in shock, her hands reached around the back of my head, and undid the gag that silenced, well to a large extent anyway, me. Now my lips were free, well until Anna attacked, the only word that did her actions justice here, them with her own. The ensuing kiss was full of desire, passion and energy, but at the same time was also sensuous! I appreciate that this sounds totally contradictory, but I really cannot kind of quite describe it. What I can say is that I had never enjoyed a kiss so much beforehand, certainly no mere male had ever produced such an oral explosion of pure joy! A wonderful beginning to what Anna was clearly planning to subject me to!

Anna slowly withdrew her cock, then re-inserted it and the cycle began, as she gradually accelerated her motions. Until she was pumping me absolutely ‘flat out’ as it were. Just beautiful! Naturally, being so aroused already that wonderful feeling of pure exhilaration was making itself completely apparent, and for this first ‘shag’ both of us reached our climaxes possibly a little too early, but so what? God, my entire body was just racked with pleasure, an orgasm even stronger and more intense than those induced by the vibrator grabbed hold of me and threatened to never let go, not that I was complaining about that, mind! And for the first time since I’d descended into Anna’s captivity I wasn’t gagged, and boy, my cries felt like they’d actually bring down the ceiling upon us!

Not that my cries were alone, by the way. Anna’s strap-on featured a small attachment, designed to stimulate her clitoris during sex, and it had clearly succeeded in that aim, as her own climax was virtually simultaneous with my own, her cries of pure pleasure joining mine in a pure cacophony of sound.

Anna kept me there for well over an hour, as she shagged me into total submission, a period of time that I will never forget, without doubt the most enjoyable and exciting moment of my entire life. I now knew that I wanted to belong to Anna sexually, I needed to be hers and not just for today. And as exhaustion began to take us both over, and it was finally time to stop, regretful as that state of affairs was, I was discover that my wishes were to be fully granted!

For after that final shag, as she almost collapsed about my body, totally spent, after gently kissing me, she asked. “Have you enjoyed yourself today, Maria?”
“Like I have NEVER done before, believe me you’ve turned me on and kept me in a state of ecstasy as nobody has ever done to me! I’ll be honest, as you know I’m not religious at all, but maybe now I DO believe in the existence of heaven. For you’ve just taken me right there!” I utterly meant every word.

Anna now removed the blindfold, meaning I could see again for the first time in about two hours, the first thing I saw after my eyes had adjusted to the light, was her radiant face, despite her absolutely shattered condition! The face of the woman who’d just taken me so far! Like I’d said, right there to heaven! And, I was to discover had real plans to do so again.

“Good. For you see, using more religious terms, I’ve just Christened this strap-on of mine. Yes, I bought it just before my university course here started, just before I moved in with you, not knowing just when I’d get a chance to use it. I’ve known for quite a long time that I prefer girls to boys, but I had no idea if I’d meet another like-minded woman.”

Anna climbed off of my, still bound body, and fetched her mobile ’phone. For it was now that I found out just what she’d been up to during those first minutes when she’d strapped my vibrator to my leg, subjecting me to its activities! She held the device where I could observe its screen, and began to show snap after snap of myself, fully chained to my own bed, under the grip of said vibrator’ actions, and even a short video, complete with full sound effects! WOW!

“Now then my dear Maria, just what would your friends at the Women’s Institute make of this?” I guess that this was the opening gambit in some sort of possible blackmail by young Anna, however, a really wry smile appeared on my lips at the idea of those rather stuffy mature ‘ladies’ getting a glimpse of just what I’d thoroughly enjoyed! An idea that really turned me on SO much. “I don’t know, but do you know what, it’d probably be quite a bit of fun to find out? I’d imagine that most, if not all of them would almost certainly be green with pure envy, although they’d never admit it publicly. Shall we find out, it could actually be fun?”

That was definitely not the reply that Anna had expected, and I noticed that it seemed to take the wind right of her sails. I continued. “Anna, if you’re trying to blackmail me here, and demand that we do this again, well let me tell you that you’re ‘preaching to the converted’ then.
As I’ve already told you, I’ve NEVER enjoyed myself so much as I’ve done in your hands tonight. And you’d better believe it Anna, I want nothing more in this entire world as to find myself in that position again and again and again! I’ve LOVED being your complete carnal captive, subject to your every desire, and shagged utterly senseless by you. So, if the question is what I think it is, the answer is YES!”

With that Anna almost burst into tears, it did appear that I answered all of her prayers, and like I say she is a thoroughly decent and honest person, to whom attempts at blackmail are NOT normal behaviour. To then discover that such an effort was not at all necessary anyway. She quickly released me, and I cuddled her closely, letting her know that I was extremely happy to forgive her, and not allow this to come between us. If she’d found her dream partner in me, then so too had I in her. “Come on Anna, let’s get something to eat, I’m famished!” Down to the kitchen we went.

Once we’d eaten, I opened a bottle of wine, took her hand and explained just how I saw the situation. “Now Anna, you opened up a world there that I’ve never been to before but want nothing more than to visit again. You’ve made me feel SO alive, so electrified, so sexually satisfied, like nobody has ever done before. And I get the feeling I’m not talking in just one direction here?”
“No Maria, you are not. You are everything I’ve dreamed of, and then some more!”
“Good. You’re scheduled to live here, in my home for almost three years I believe?”
“Yes, that’s how long my degree course is due to last.” Anna was studying for a degree in electronic engineering of all things, at the local university.
“Well then, for that period of time let’s enjoy ourselves. I’m not talking about marriage or anything like that, and yes, I fully realise that I’m old enough to be your mother, but so what? We’ve talking about satisfying pure lust here, not love. Why shouldn’t we both enjoy what we can offer each other? If you DO meet somebody who you really do love, we can just stop.”
“Put that way, how can I argue? Yes Maria, I’d love nothing more than to be your sexual Mistress, to dominate you all of the time I’m here!” Then our lips stopped talking and started kissing!

Re: Trapped in my own Self-Bondage ( F/F )

Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2024 11:13 am
by Caesar73
I have only three words for you @LunaDog !! Hot. Hot. Hot.

Re: Trapped in my own Self-Bondage ( F/F )

Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2024 3:59 am
by LunaDog
Caesar73 wrote: 11 months ago I have only three words for you @LunaDog !! Hot. Hot. Hot.
Very kind of you to say so, Sir. like everybody who writes here, i aim to please! The fact that somebody as sheerly brilliant as yourself enjoys reading my efforts REALLY means something to me, i can assure you there.

Mind you, even at my best i doubt if i'm as hot as those 2 former tennis players i mentioned in an earlier post. Especially Masha, who's play was almost as hot as her looks, one of the very few players, male or female, to achieve a career Grand Slam!

Re: Trapped in my own Self-Bondage ( F/F )

Posted: Sun Jun 23, 2024 4:03 am
by LunaDog
Those three years seemed to race by so quickly, as Anna and I celebrated our ‘arrangement’ for all of that time, Anna not finding anybody else in that period, although I’m not certain that she looked very hard, if at all. Three years of sheer pleasure and full sexual gratification for me, and I’m sure for Anna as well. After all, if she didn’t enjoy it, why would she have carried on? And we weren’t ‘at it’ all of the time, I had to still go to work, Anna had her studies. Which she gave a lot of attention to, very successfully because she graduated with a, well earned, first.

Which meant she’d be leaving and moving back home to her parents. Also meaning the end of our sexual fun. Oh well, it had to happen someday, I told myself. Having bought that smaller vibrator, that fitted inside of my pussy, it was back to simple ‘self-bondage’ for me then.

However, there’s a large electronics company within the town I live, and just guess who applied for a job there? Successfully. Now needing somewhere to live. My God did my pussy feel alive, and soaking wet when I put down the ’phone when Anna had rung, asking if she could move in again. As if there was ANY chance, I’d say NO!

When she knocked on my door, several days later, I was already in stockings and suspenders, just wearing one of my satin dressing gowns on top of them, not even any panties. Once she’d entered, putting her cases down, we hugged in full sexual anticipation! “Now then Maria, I’m just going to take these to my room, then I’ll join you in yours. Dressed as you are under that gown. And I’ll take my time, so that you can chain yourself to your own bed, just as you always did!” We kissed again, then split up to perform our self-appointed tasks.

So, when about five minutes later, when Anna walked into my bedroom, I was already chained to my own bed, blindfolded like normal. As we always did, Anna took the keys from my hand putting them into my stocking. Un-necessary, but a routine we both loved playing.

She again, just like that very first time, tightened my bondage, to a degree that I couldn’t do myself. Then climbed aboard my bound body, strap-on ready for business. Now she leant forwards, until her mouth was right by one of my ears. “Now then Darling Maria,” she gently whispered, “do you remember that advice that you gave me almost right at the beginning of our adventures together? Don’t think…” Two voices shouted out in almost perfect unison.



KINK!