01 - My very first bondage
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By Eawyne
Thursday, April 10th 2003 - 12:23:28 PM
My very first bondage
Hi , my name's Eawyne (really, it's a celtic name i think, but my parents were a bit fool
I'm a 20 years old girl, well made ( i made some magazines covers) and not that attracted to bondage. I'm a graphist studying in a good school but i earn some money by posing for some friends.
This happened one night when i had to stay at my brothers appartement due to train strikes ( i live in "strikes land" = France) and the only clean clothes he could give me were a huge and long t-shirt and a boxer short, those who fit your thighs very tightly ( i had been on a photo set and my "scene" costume was not wearable anymore due to persistant rain. His appartement fits in one room, den, bedroom and kitchen. His couch is the kind you can set up in a bed and once put up, there's no room anywhere to walk or even lie down...so we had to sleep in the same bed.
After a movie watched on his computer, we spend the rest of the evening talking about things (life, relationships, food...) and soon it came to private feelings. We chatted buddily and finally, a bit exhausted from the harsh day, i asked to sleep...I have a bad sleeping attitude : i move a lot, and on top of that, it's worse when i'm hot. And his room was INCREASINGLY hot ! So i moved... and moved...and moved...He jerked every time i dis so and he soon switched the light on and asked me to stop at once, he was a bit angry cause he wanted to sleep too as he also had a hard day. I mumbled it wasn't my fault and he mumbled something bad. So i stuck my tongue at him and turned around to face the wall. And i moved, unable to find sleep. God those couch beds are horrible ! I heard and feeled him get up and fumble through his cubboard. I turned around to see what he was doing when i saw he had some belts and scarves in his hands. I worriedly asked what he planned, never the idea of that being used on me strucked me.
"It's to help you stay still", he said.
And he jumped on the bed, making me bounce. Startled by his attitude, i didnt react when he reached for my hands and crossed them in front of me.
"Antoine what are you doing", i asked, a thrill of fear rushing in my spine.
I was still a bit dizzy from my lack of sleep and my mind wasn't understanding what happened.
"Doesn't it seem obvious?" he replied as he chinched the scarf tightly around my wrists.
I tugged at the knots but was unable to loosen it. I suddenly became aware of what he had in mind. I awakened completely and panicked. I didnt want to be tied up like that and certainly not by my brother ! So i tugged again but he flipped me on my back and raised my hands to the head of the bed, where he circled the belt around the scarf and the post.
"Antoine don't do this" i cried, but he just tied my ankles together, patted my head and shut the light off.
I tried to find a position but couldn't ! i was tied up too tightly. My muscles ached and i whispered "Antoine please..."
He didnt answer...So i tried to reach him but i couldn't...I waited and i heard him snore !!!!
He woke up at dawn. I hadnt slept, maybe a bit but never enough to be plainly aware of my tiredness.
I looked terrible, my hair was a mess and my face must have looked very pathetic cause he suddenly gasped and began to untie my wrists loudly apologizing. But when he undid the ankle tie i could only whisper "thank you" and i fell asleep immediatly.
Since that particular night, i began to feel more and more attracted to very soft bondage (i still can't accept any gag). My boyfriend left me for another one, so i asked my brother to "help" me sometimes... I unfortunately don't have any other experience yet...but if something noticeable happens, you'll know...
Twas nice to contribute and keep writing
Eawyne
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