bound

The day started with an idea. I have long been toying with restraints as an idea for Mina, and a few things going on in my life, and I had an idea germinating. So, as lunch was coming on, I decided it was time to go for it. I told Mina, whom I was IMing with, that I had to go. She was very disappointed that I cut the conversation short until I told her I was going to the hardware store. You know a well-trained submissive when she is happy to hear you are going to the hardware store. I then instructed her to be naked and showered when I got home, and to have candles lit.

Quickly I lit the candles and got into the bed. I was already naked and fresh from a shower. Sylvanus was in the bathroom preparing for my surprise. Finally he emerges, in his hands rope, he orders me out of the bed.

After getting some inspiration from this post, Sylvanus decided to try his hand at Shibari Rope Bondage. I couldn’t be more delighted.

For those of you who want a funny, yet endearing image, imagine me hunched over my iPhone at a Chinese Restaurant devouring my food so I have time to buy rope while I am feverishly studying the ins and outs (if you’ll pardon the expression) of rope bondage. It’s amazing how fast you can learn these things when you want it bad enough.

He started unwinding the rope. In my head I was thinking, well he bought the rope, but now what? Does he know what to do with it? I should never doubt my Master’s skills. It seems an iPhone can lend itself to great research during a lunch hour trip to Home Depot.

He begins at my neck and makes his first knot. Immediately I feel the heat begin to swell between my thighs. Slowly down my torso he makes knot after knot. He makes it down to my pussy and loops the rope between my thighs and up along my back. The “love knot” as I have learned it is called, was perfectly placed between my pussy lips and against my clit.

Her arousal was obvious, and it was all over her face and body language. I recognize this look on her, of eagerly anticipating what I have to offer her.

As he ran the rope tight up my back, I felt everything begin to tighten and I felt that warmth of moisture collecting between my thighs. I felt a sudden rush of submission. It felt good.

As he began making his bondage art, I looked down at myself. I watched the rope criss cross over my breasts and loop around my body. I was in awe. Looking down at my breasts, I never felt sexier. My nipples were erect, my breasts soft and white, and the rope ran along my curves.

I was shocked at how well this was coming out. The ropes were complimenting her curves beautifully, and her softness stood our beautifully against the rope. It took a tremendous act of will to continue tying her, and not simply toss her over the bed and just rail into her. But, I was thrilled with how my work was progressing, and I wanted her to experience being fully bound.

Sylvanus worked hard at his masterpiece. I felt the rope tighten around my body. It was like he was fitting me with a dress. I felt sexy feeling the rope running along all the curves of my body. Once Sylvanus was done with the initial artwork, he took pictures and showed them to me. I was thrilled and amazed. It looked so beautiful. It felt so sexy. It truly was a wonderful work of art!

He continued his work. Slowly he bound my arms to my body, weaving the rope carefully. More pictures. He worked his way down my legs. More pictures.

Now it was time for some fun.

He laid me down on the bed. I was vulnerable to him. My chest heaved in anticipation. He undressed and pulled his belt out. He laid it across my body. He grabbed the blind fold and covered my eyes. He spoke words of Dominance to me. Expressing how vulnerable and beautiful I was. That he could do whatever he wished and there was nothing I could do about it.

His belt came down hard …. on the bed… I winced and yelped. Over and over again, as he spoke, he emphasized each word with the belt coming down hard on the bed. My body shivered. I was afraid to feel the sting on my soft breasts and tummy.

He stopped and teased me. Telling me he had no desire to hurt me then. He kissed my breasts and I moaned. He mounted me, his thighs on either side of my shoulders. He thrust his erect cock into my mouth. I wrapped my lips around him. I took him in deep. He fucked my mouth, his mouth.

I wanted her to have that fear of helplessness and danger, to experience the arousal that can only come from a moment of sheer terror. Of course, having this power over her was an incredible aphrodisiac in its own right, and I had to force her to take my cock in. Had to.

Quickly he dismounted and grabbed my bound body by the ropes and flipped me over. He grabbed the ropes over my ass and bent my knees. He put me in my “presenting ” position, face into the mattress, ass in the air. I could feel the ropes and the love knot pulling against my clit. I could hear Sylvanus stroking his cock. I was so turned on. I rocked my hips to feel the pleasure of the ropes. I moaned wanting to feel his cum on me.

He turned me to my side, got in front of my face and thrust his cock into my mouth once more. Over and over he fucked my mouth. Telling me to hold my breath as he plunged deep into me and held it there.

It simply didn’t seem right to make her do something for my orgasm. Letting her cause it, work for it, or to exercise some sort of power over what happened would be wrong, when I had her so helplessly bound. No, for this, she had to simply accept what I chose for her.

Satisfied, he turned me back onto my back. He grabbed the lube and applied it to his cock and began stroking. Still blindfolded, my senses were aroused. I could smell the lube, I could hear the sound of him jerking his cock. His breathing became hard. I moaned and pulled against the ropes. I wanted him to cum. I wanted my Master to cum all over me.

The first jet of his cum hit me and I couldn’t help but moan. It felt hot. Each jet that hit my skin felt so hot and heated. I love being bathed in his cum.

He removed my blindfold. Told me to get comfortable and left the room. Teasing me to “not go anywhere”. I heard him take a shower and then sit at his computer. During which time he wrote this.

Upon returning to the bedroom, he reluctantly removed my ropes. When he got to the love knot he asked if I enjoyed it. Suddenly he commented that I “REALLY enjoyed it!” I didn’t understand what he meant. I looked at him puzzled. “You can’t smell that?” I leaned in closer and suddenly my nostrils were overwhelmed with the scent of my arousal. I had enjoyed it very much and left the scent of my arousal all over that section of the rope!

It was really amazing. I think about a foot of the rope had been completely soaked, and the smell was close to overpowering. I had three other knots to undo before freeing her, and so the perfumed rope had to flash by her face each time, and the space between us was filled with the pungence of her body, and the sweet odor of my come.

My first experience at rope bondage was an absolutely wonderful experience! It was everything I could have ever hoped for. I felt so sexy and so submissive. I am so proud of my Master. He did such beautiful work.

It should be said here that there is no way I could have her SO aroused and simply leave her like that. I got Lily out of the nightstand for her to use, as I inserted a finger inside for her muscles to squeeze. As she worked the little black wonder against her clit and started to moan I felt an erection growing. She makes me feel like a teenager again, with how easily I get hard around her. So I told her that I had something far more suited to what she was doing. I got on top and slid inside her very wet body. We then fucked slowly while her hand kept Lily working between us. She finally came hard, with a beautiful lupine howl, and Lily slipped down, her tip resting on the base of my cock. Her vibrations shook my whole orgasm inside her, and soon I was coming again, but now inside her.

Afterwards, we found out she had missed a call from a friend of hers. While calling her back she smiled at me. “I’ll just tell her I was tied up when she called.”