Strapped Package (M/Self, F/M)
Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2024 11:22 am
I've written some stories on here about times that one of us is out and we come home to find a tied up partner ready to play. Recently we've started using code words/phrases to plan these little games while out in public. Something that if it happens to be seen by another person means nothing, but we understand. Like recently when I was texted "On the way home to open that package that was strapped to the house."
This was not just a phrase used but also instructions on how to get ready. My wife had very specific wants for our little game and with the house to ourselves I didn't need to be too careful. I had about twenty minutes to get ready too - so the game was turned off and I went to the bedroom.
First up I was to be naked (oh no) so I stripped down and pulled out our bag of toys. We'd recently gotten a new gag, one I'd wanted for a while. A panel gag with a ball in it, that fake leater material making up the panel. Popping it in I strapped it nice and tight - it felt fantastic, the right amount of stuffed mouth with the added feeling of an OTM. I was instantly erect at this point and gave a few test mumbles, all soundless.
Then I got the straps out. The coded phrase meant I was to be lying on the bed and strapped down, no ropes. So I strapped my ankles together, tight, then my legs above and below the knees and finally one around my thighs. This last one required a bit of adjustment as when I lay down it moved up and pressed against my sack - painfully. My wife and I like bondage, but we stop with the pain bit. So I found a skinny strap and swapped it out.
We'd a new vibrating wand as well, which I tucked under the straps and then pressed into my sack. This was to get me building up for her arrival.
Lying down on the bed I had position the remaining straps so I could do them easily. I pulled on my blindfold (again, part of the request) then strapped my arms to my chest just below the shoulders and across the stomach. The final strap was loose, down by my waist, but we'll get to that. Reaching up to the buckles I pulled them tighter, then reached down and turned on the wand to a low setting. Finally I slipped both hands under the strap at my waist and slid them down to the side. Securing my wrists in place and me completely strapped down.
Worse case I could shift one wrist to free myself again, but I knew I had about ten minutes or so to wait while she came back from the bar after her girls night out.
I lay in darkness, struggled against my bonds, moaned into the gag and on several occassions cursed the wand for moving just out of position. Honestly knowing my wife was coming back, I could have stayed like this for hours.
Finally I hear the door open, the keys dropped into the plate, and she came upstairs.
"Oh good, my package, I was looking forward to opening this," she said, entering the room.
I couldn't see her, but I could smell her perfume. My dick was throbbing at this point, the wand brining me to the edge but stopping a full release. My wife reached down to the ankle strap and checked it, tugging it a bit tighter. I moaned into the gag.
"Packages don't make noise," she said, gripping my shaft tightly. "Nod or I stop the wand".
I nodded and lay still on the bed.
"Good toy," she said.
She proceeded to check all the straps, tightening each as she went. In a few minutes I was so tightly strapped that I couldn't have freed myself if I tried. It felt fantastic. I could hear her rummage in the bag for something - which was unusual as the blindfold was typically taken off so I could watch her undress and see her hot legs.
Then I felt the leather cuffs go around each wrist, with the chains attached to the strap above my knees. It tugged my hands a little, but meant even if I got free from the waist strap I was unable to use my hands. Next I felt some ropes fed under the top shoulder strap, under my armpits, and looped back. The two lengths of rope were then pulled tight and up at angles. I was tied to the bed, guessing that I was now secured to the headboard.
I struggled a bit, but there was no give - I was now firmly tied in place.
"Less of this I think," she said, pulling the wand away from me.
I moaned with complaint and recieved a flick to my dick that caused it to wobble like a diving board.
I heard her undress, dropping her clothes to the ground, then climb onto me. The feel of her legs against mine sent electricity through me. I motioned for the blindfold to come off and felt her lean forward, her tits pressed against my nose. But instead of the blindfold coming off, she placed what felt like earmuffs over my ears. The sounds of the room didn't disappear, but they definitely were now muffled.
I wondered what was going on, the game was changing by the minute. I felt her sit up, adjusting slightly, and placing a hand on my chest. Then the wand was put back, but clearly in her hand. She strarted to grind against my sack with it and I could just about hear her moaning.
She was sitting on me, bound and gagged and blindfolded and now poor hearing while using the wand on herself and just driving my dick wild with the vibrations. After some time I felt her clenching her legs against me and collapsing forward - she'd orgasmed.
The wand was thrown away while she started to slowly kiss my neck. The earmuffs were pulled off.
"Good toy," she whispered. "Now when I climb on, you struggle until you go."
I wondered for a second what was about to happen, but then she climbed on, sliding me inside, and started to thrust around. I did as instructed, struggling to get free while making love at the same time. Constantly being told I was a good toy and doig the job she wanted. It didn't take long for me to explode.
My wife leaned down toward my ear and nibbled on it. I could smell the wine on her breath.
"I'm going for a shower, you lie here and think about how to get yourself free. I do like that gag, the noise is really cut down."
She climbed off, and left me there on the bed. I just lay in that post sex space of bliss and heard her showering in the en suite. I wondered what would happened if she came back to find me still strapped on the bed.
This was not just a phrase used but also instructions on how to get ready. My wife had very specific wants for our little game and with the house to ourselves I didn't need to be too careful. I had about twenty minutes to get ready too - so the game was turned off and I went to the bedroom.
First up I was to be naked (oh no) so I stripped down and pulled out our bag of toys. We'd recently gotten a new gag, one I'd wanted for a while. A panel gag with a ball in it, that fake leater material making up the panel. Popping it in I strapped it nice and tight - it felt fantastic, the right amount of stuffed mouth with the added feeling of an OTM. I was instantly erect at this point and gave a few test mumbles, all soundless.
Then I got the straps out. The coded phrase meant I was to be lying on the bed and strapped down, no ropes. So I strapped my ankles together, tight, then my legs above and below the knees and finally one around my thighs. This last one required a bit of adjustment as when I lay down it moved up and pressed against my sack - painfully. My wife and I like bondage, but we stop with the pain bit. So I found a skinny strap and swapped it out.
We'd a new vibrating wand as well, which I tucked under the straps and then pressed into my sack. This was to get me building up for her arrival.
Lying down on the bed I had position the remaining straps so I could do them easily. I pulled on my blindfold (again, part of the request) then strapped my arms to my chest just below the shoulders and across the stomach. The final strap was loose, down by my waist, but we'll get to that. Reaching up to the buckles I pulled them tighter, then reached down and turned on the wand to a low setting. Finally I slipped both hands under the strap at my waist and slid them down to the side. Securing my wrists in place and me completely strapped down.
Worse case I could shift one wrist to free myself again, but I knew I had about ten minutes or so to wait while she came back from the bar after her girls night out.
I lay in darkness, struggled against my bonds, moaned into the gag and on several occassions cursed the wand for moving just out of position. Honestly knowing my wife was coming back, I could have stayed like this for hours.
Finally I hear the door open, the keys dropped into the plate, and she came upstairs.
"Oh good, my package, I was looking forward to opening this," she said, entering the room.
I couldn't see her, but I could smell her perfume. My dick was throbbing at this point, the wand brining me to the edge but stopping a full release. My wife reached down to the ankle strap and checked it, tugging it a bit tighter. I moaned into the gag.
"Packages don't make noise," she said, gripping my shaft tightly. "Nod or I stop the wand".
I nodded and lay still on the bed.
"Good toy," she said.
She proceeded to check all the straps, tightening each as she went. In a few minutes I was so tightly strapped that I couldn't have freed myself if I tried. It felt fantastic. I could hear her rummage in the bag for something - which was unusual as the blindfold was typically taken off so I could watch her undress and see her hot legs.
Then I felt the leather cuffs go around each wrist, with the chains attached to the strap above my knees. It tugged my hands a little, but meant even if I got free from the waist strap I was unable to use my hands. Next I felt some ropes fed under the top shoulder strap, under my armpits, and looped back. The two lengths of rope were then pulled tight and up at angles. I was tied to the bed, guessing that I was now secured to the headboard.
I struggled a bit, but there was no give - I was now firmly tied in place.
"Less of this I think," she said, pulling the wand away from me.
I moaned with complaint and recieved a flick to my dick that caused it to wobble like a diving board.
I heard her undress, dropping her clothes to the ground, then climb onto me. The feel of her legs against mine sent electricity through me. I motioned for the blindfold to come off and felt her lean forward, her tits pressed against my nose. But instead of the blindfold coming off, she placed what felt like earmuffs over my ears. The sounds of the room didn't disappear, but they definitely were now muffled.
I wondered what was going on, the game was changing by the minute. I felt her sit up, adjusting slightly, and placing a hand on my chest. Then the wand was put back, but clearly in her hand. She strarted to grind against my sack with it and I could just about hear her moaning.
She was sitting on me, bound and gagged and blindfolded and now poor hearing while using the wand on herself and just driving my dick wild with the vibrations. After some time I felt her clenching her legs against me and collapsing forward - she'd orgasmed.
The wand was thrown away while she started to slowly kiss my neck. The earmuffs were pulled off.
"Good toy," she whispered. "Now when I climb on, you struggle until you go."
I wondered for a second what was about to happen, but then she climbed on, sliding me inside, and started to thrust around. I did as instructed, struggling to get free while making love at the same time. Constantly being told I was a good toy and doig the job she wanted. It didn't take long for me to explode.
My wife leaned down toward my ear and nibbled on it. I could smell the wine on her breath.
"I'm going for a shower, you lie here and think about how to get yourself free. I do like that gag, the noise is really cut down."
She climbed off, and left me there on the bed. I just lay in that post sex space of bliss and heard her showering in the en suite. I wondered what would happened if she came back to find me still strapped on the bed.