Hello. Long time lurker deciding to pop the story telling cherry.
I have had three serious girlfriends in my time (I'm in my late twenties) and none of them have been into bondage in the same way I am. Thankfully my current (third) girl has slowly come around to the idea of it and uses it as my "bonus" for particularly great acts of boyfriendhood
. Her name is Becky. She has long blonde hair, blue eyes, killer legs and a great ass.
This story happened a few years back. One night (we had had a few bondage sex games at this stage) we were staying in and enjoy a quiet night in an empty house. While looking for some snacks I found my brother's stash of weed, pulling it out and showing it to Becky.
"Ha, no wonder I can't find anything to eat," I said. "He must have mega munchies if he smokes this much regularly."
"Well we should help him get rid of some," Becky suggested we a sly smile on her face.
Now, I had never really tried it before. My brother used to always mock me over this, saying that I was too straight a shooter.
"I dunno..." I said.
Well old habits and all that.
Becky came over to me, took the bag from me, and rolled up for us. She sparked it, took the first pull (looking super sexy when she did it and I don't find women that smoke sexy at all) and passed it to me.
I took a pull on it. To be honest I wasn't sure what I was expecting to happen. An instant hit or something, anyway we went back to the couch and started to watch a movie while passing the spliff back and forth. After only two or three hits Becky said she had had enough. By now I was starting to feel something and figured I might as well finish it and see how things end.
I had never heard of this happening before but as the weed fully hit me I became super horny. I started to try and make my "moves" on Becky, or at least that's what I intended on doing I think that I may have messed them up a lot
"Easy there," she said, kissing me hard on the lips and gently pushing me back.
"Come on baby," I slurred.
It had really kicked in now. Becky grinned.
"My my, I'm getting nothing off that stuff but I do like what it's done to you."
Before I knew it she had me by the hand and led me upstairs to my bedroom. The house was going to be empty all weekend so there was no fear of getting discovered doing anything. Still as she brought me into the bedroom she turned around and locked the door.
"Nice..." I slurred, pulling off my top.
"Why don't you get undressed, baby," Becky said, pulling off her top to reveal the lacy black bra underneath.
I won't lie her breasts are pretty small, but I'm a leg man. As she pulled off her jeans to show her match panties I could feel myself getting hard. "Come on," she said, indicating that I was still half dressed.
I could feel my heart racing and my mind was spinning from the weed. I fumbled with my jeans, falling over in the process of pulling them off. Becky laughed and had gone over to my wardrobe, bending down to pull something out from the bottom. The site of her perfect ass was not making things easier for me
Eventually I managed to get undressed completely and stood up, a little unsteady, but feeling even more horny.
"Right, do as your told," Becky said, coming over to me with her hands behind her back. "Stand up and close your eyes, then open your mouth."
Now I like being the person that does the tying as much as the one being tied, so the sub in me was all for getting ordered around. He wasn't as stoned as I was, so up I stood, eyes closed and mouth open. Before I knew it something was pressed into my mouth and Becky clamped her hand over to stop me spitting it out.
I did as instructed.
"Good boy," she whispered close to my ear.
I could hear duct tape being tugged apart, but I of course didn't make the connection. Becky removed her hand and plastered three strips of tape over my mouth.
"Now you look after my panties," she said, rubbing her hand along my very erect cock. "You still high and horny?"
I mmmppphed and nodded.
Next she took a tie and made a blindfold.
I was loving every minute of this. I think the fact that I was in an altered mindset increased the pleasure of it all. Becky walked around behind me, running her nails along my skin as she moved, before grabbing both hands and pulling them behind me. With more duct tape she secured my wrists together and then with what I later learned was a leather belt tightened my elbows. Now while being high I could really appreciate this, but later I did. Becky, a person that only had ever been tied up with me and never tied a person up before, was doing a fantastic job. Better than ever before.
"Over to the bed toy," she said.
I mmmppheed into my gag and felt a surge of pleasure as she gripped my cock and led me by it to the bed. I was spun around and pushed down, falling onto my back. Becky moved me around so that I was in the middle of the bed, then with more ties lashed my legs together. Ankles, above the knee, below the knee. I was totally immobile. It was frustratingly awesome.
"No I am not entirely sure about this," Becky said, whispering into my ear as she stroke my cock "but I heard that a vibrator on the balls can give some enjoyment."
I struggled against my bonds trying to get free. As much as I was enjoying this I needed to release or I thought I would explode. YEt still it wasn't torture.
Without any warning Becky but this magic rabbit vibrator we had gotten onto my balls on a medium setting. She secured it to me somehow so that it wouldn't move no matter how much a thrashed about. Then licking the tip of my gear she giggled.
"I'll be back when you've come down," she said.
With that I felt her getting off the bed, heard the key turn and the door open and closed.
I screamed into my gag but to no avail. I was well and truly secured, unable to get free at all. I couldn't move my hands, free my ankles. The vibrator was doing something enjoyable but in the long run I wasn't going to be able to get off like this. After what I think was ten minutes I, in my high state, decided to screw it. I was going to roll over and just grind on the bed until I finished.
Well it made sense at the time.
I began rocking back and forth.
Right then the vibrator stopped. I moaned into my gag in frustration.
"Oh that was fun to watch." Becky said. She had never left the room, she had stayed and watched me. "You really do love this bondage stuff don't you"
I nodded in the direction i thought she was standing.
"Well then let's finish you off before you die or whatever."
I could finish in more details but let's just say I wasn't released for a full half hour after that while I was used like a living sex toy. It remains one of the best bondage experiences ever. Sorry the story was such a slow starter, hope you enjoyed it. I may post more.