As I opened my mouth to speak a sock was pushed in followed by several strips of tape being smoothed over my mouth.
So there i lay on my bed, blindfolded, gagged, tightly spreadeagled with only the smallest, skimpiest triangle of a thong to protect me from whatever Julie had planned.
I heard some rustling and realised Julie was taking her clothes off, well some of them at least as I heard the sound of a skirt rubbing against her nyloned legs. I felt a weight on the bed followed by Julie's fingers under my arms. I was going to be tickle tortured. I thrashed and twisted but I was tied too tightly to escape the probing fingers. Julie tried everywhere, from her start point under my arms she went to my neck, my ears, my boobs, ribs and tummy, around the thong, inner thighs, backs of knees and finally the soles of my feet. She siad she was conducting an experiment to see where I was most ticklish and had decided it was either my feet, under arms or inner thighs so was going to test those areas specifically.
This torment went on for what seemed like forever. Julie used her fingers (and on my thighs and feetwhat felt llike her nose and tongue) to tickle me until I could hardly breathe. I was so turned on and so sensitve that even the touch of her fingers or the rub of her tights against my legs or body was enough to send me into fits of hysterics. I lay there an exhausted sweaty, tied up heap.
"You need cooling down" Julie said once I had got my breath back. And I heard her going down stairs. When she came back she was very quiet. I swung my head from side to side straining to hear what she was doing when suddenly I fel the ice in my tummy button. If I hadn't been gagged I'd have screamed. Julie ran the ice round my tummy, neck, chest, up and down my legs and all round my feet. She even put a handfull of ice cubes inside the tiny little thong.
Well time flew by as this glorious torture went on until eventually Julie said it was time for her to go. She untied me, and left me to take my gag and blindfold off as she put her skirt back on. She then cuffed my hands behind me and led me down stairs where she sat me on the sofa and cuffed my hands ankles together. She left the eky to the cuffs on the floor infront of me in esy reach then went to put her boots on.
"I'll let youdecide when you want to be released " she said as she did the zips up her calves. she kissed me on the lips then let herself out.
I was bursting for the bathroom so went straight for the key. i did stop to look at myself in the mirror first however and saw my self with red marks round my face from gag and blindfold, my chest pushed forwards by my arms pulled behind me, my haor dishevelled and matted accross my face and my general red glow.
I quickly unlocked myself and went to the bathroom beofre having a long bath and changing into my silky PJs. I had a relaxing evening of TV, wine and food whilst I thought how good it was to be back into the grove of bondage and tie up games.
Well that is my first experience of being tied up in more than a year. I hope you enjoyed reading about ti. There is already one more adventure I may share with you at a later date.
Fit to be tied, wants to struggle.