Adventures with SilverLinings (M/F)

[TiedAndTaped3D]

Disclaimer: none of this ever happened. However, we have chatted via PM for a while and she challenged me to come up with a story based on what if we decided to hang out and she let me tie her up. The following is the results of that challenge.

PART ONE

Kelsey (SilverLinings) and I had talked for a very long time about meeting up. We always had fun chatting online and finally it was decided we would meet. We had grabbed a coffee at a little place in Koreatown and were getting along great. After about two hours in the coffee shop, I walked her back to her apartment. When we got there, she invited me up.

Kelsey is 5'7", 140 lbs with hazel eyes and brown hair tied back in a ponytail. I like to think she did that for me since she knows I have a thing for women in ponytails as well as women's necks. On this occassion, she's wearing a tight white T-Shirt and skinny jeans. It's worth mentioning that she's also almost half my age. I'm in my early fifties with salt and pepper hair, 180 lbs and 5'7". I have a bit of a beer gut, which is weird since I don't drink much beer. I happen to be in a black polo shirt and khakis.

Anyhow, she has a nice place. Much nicer than mine back in Philly. She grabs us both some water and we sit on the couch, chatting about the stories on the site and wondering how many if any are true. There's a couple we decide are clearly not true at all and we have a good laugh about it. Finally, she says the one thing I didn't expect her to say.

"So, you want to tie me up?"

"Well," I stammer like the drone I can be, "umm--sure!"

She laughs, a wonderful throaty laugh, even tossing her head back. I get an urge to lean over and kiss her neck right then, but I resist.

"You weren't expecting me to say that, were you?" she smiles.

"Not really, no."

"It's okay. I think I can trust you. And if I can't, I can kick your ass."

This is true. She's in better shape than me and could kick my ass.

"I'll get the rope kit," she says as she hops off the couch. She runs into the bedroom and return a few minutes later with a gym bag. She dumps the contents on the coffee table in front of us. She has an impressive amount of rope, handcuffs, a panel gag, a white ball gag, and a bunch of scarves. She turns around and puts her wrists behind her.

"You sure you want to do this?" I ask one more time. I want to make sure I have her consent.

"Tie me up or I'll tie you up," she says, sticking her tongue out at me.

For a moment I'm tempted to let her tie me up. Oh, well. Maybe later. I grab a 15-foot length of rope and start by tying her elbows together. She seems impressed.

"Nice start."

I thank her as I grab a ten-foot length and tie her wrists. After winding it around a few times, I pass it in between her wrists and cinch it off.

"How's that?" I ask.

"Tight. But I like it."

"Sure you want to go on?" I think we both realize she isn't getting out of what I've already done. She nods.

I grab a 30-foot piece and tie a bikini chest harness on her next. I totally do this to amplify her already nice breasts. What can I say? I'm a perv. She seems to like it, though.

Next I tell her to stand up for me. She does and I add a crotch rope, tying it off to her wrists. When I do, an involuntary moan comes out of her. I grin. This is getting fun.

"You can sit back down."

She does as she's told. I work on her thighs next and finish off with her ankles. She looks almost perfect. I say almost only because she isn't gagged. In truth, even unbound she's so beautiful she's perfect. But bound she's even moreso.

I consider the gag options. Normally I like a good tape gag, but I know that isn't her favorite. I decide (for now) to use the panel gag on her. After popping the ball in her mouth, I strap it tightly. She gives a slight grunt when I do.

Now she's perfect.

I sit and admire her as she starts to writhe about. It's obvious she isn't wiggling loose anytime soon. I start to wonder what I can get away with next.

TO BE CONTINUED...