~Subject: ADVEN: Chapter 79
~From: tcarpen103@aol.com (TCarpen103)
~Date: 13 Sep 1996 23:45:18 -0400
~Newsgroups: alt.sex.bondage
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CHAPTER SEVENTY-NINE
Jennifer and I had just returned from a long horse
back ride on her ranch and we were just finishing a
nice light supper to top off the evening. Jennifer was
dressed in a beautiful pair of tan riding breeches and
white sleeveless blouse. The breeches were tucked into
a beautiful pair of knee high shiny black ridding
boots. I was similarly dressed except my breeches were
light grey.
When supper was finished, Jennifer smiled and
asked me if I wanted to play with the scarfs tonight.
I quickly said yes as I wasn't about to turn down an
evening of bondage, especially at Jennifer's hands.
She told me go get box of scarfs, get undressed and
lock the ball gag to the ceiling in front of her chair.
She would finish cleaning up while I got ready.
I quickly retrieved the box of multi-colored
scarfs and the chain ball gag, along with a long thin
chain that was painted red on one end. Both Jennifer
and I each a separate chain of different length that
were fitted to our different body sizes. Yes, Jennifer
has also been locked to the ceiling at times with me
doing the honors and since she has a longer up body, we
needed different lengths of chain.
I returned quickly with the box, chain and ball
gag, along with three small locks and the keys. In the
box were about thirty different colored silk scarfs all
of them three feet square in size. The scarfs were
from all over the world. Jennifer would always pick up
one or two when she traveled. They were very soft but
when tied tightly, escape was impossible.
The ball gag was of medium size and red in color.
I had run a small chain though the middle of the ball
instead of the typical black leather strap. Attached
ninety degrees to the chain was a small "I" hook that
was threaded through the ball and kept in place with a
large washer and nut. The end of the "I" bolt was cut
off flush with the nut and washer and nut were coated
with a non-toxic red plastic mix to make it look and
feel like the rubber ball. This prevented the metal
from coming in contact with the mouth. I placed the
box on the floor next to Jennifer's chair, then sat the
ball gag on top of the box along with the chain and
locks.
I then slowly removed my black riding boots,
breeches, blouse, bra and finally my panties which had
already become quite damp with excitement. I placed
the moist panties on the arm of the chair for later use
and then folded and set my riding clothes aside.
My excitement and anticipation were growing and I
caught myself playing with my nipples while thinking
about what the evening would bring. I knew that in
several minutes, I wouldn't be able to do that so I
took my time caressing them, making them hard and
causing them to stand erect. Unfortunately, I had to
stop and continue on with the rest of my initial
bondage steps.
I picked up the long chain and walked over and
moved a dinning room chair over to just under the hook
in the ceiling. I locked one end of the chain to the
hook with one of the small locks. The second lock was
clipped though the last link of the chain but was left
open for now. I moved the chair back to the table. I
then picked up all three keys, the chain ball gag and
the last lock and headed to the kitchen to present them
to Jennifer.
Jennifer was still picking up the dishes and
placing them in the dishwasher when I entered the room.
She had also lit up a long white cigarette and was
slowly smoking it when she loaded the washer. Smoking
is something she seemed to enjoy very much. She smiled
as I entered the room. I walked over to her and handed
her the ball gag and the lock. I still held the three
keys in my hand. I always liked it when Jennifer
gagged me. It seems to draw us closer. When we play
together, Jennifer always enjoys the attention I pay
her and she loves to tease me with the gags.
I turned and knelt on the kitchen floor with my
back to her. Though I was stark naked, I felt very
comfortable in the presence of Jennifer. Jennifer
stepped forward and straddled my legs until her booted
legs were pressing against my bare ass. I leaned back
against her for support, reaching back to lightly
caress her black riding boots.
Jennifer took the ball gag and placed it to my
lips and told me to kiss it. I did. She told me then
lick it and get it nice and wet. I stuck out my
tongue, but Jennifer pulled gag away. She brought the
ball back to my lips and this time held it in place as
my tongue proceed to do its job of getting the ball
very wet. She then told me to open my mouth wide and
pulled the ball gag deep behind my lips. When the gag
was resting in its normal place behind my teeth, she
lightly caressed my lips with her fingers even while
still holding her cigarette in her left hand. The ball
filled my mouth completely. The ball was large enough
that without the use of my hands, I wouldn't be able to
expel the ball with just my tongue. To get it in,
Jennifer had to compress the ball slightly to get it
past my lips and teeth. But just having the size of
ball preventing its expulsion wasn't good enough for me
or Jennifer. She then quickly brought the two ends of
the small chain around behind my head, moved my hair
aside then locked the two ends of the chain together
with third of the three small locks. I was now very
effectively gagged as usual, but this time the ball gag
had a little hook that protruded from its center.
Jennifer reached around and took hold of the hook,
pulling my head back. I stared up into her eyes and
she just smiled and bent down and lightly nipped my
nose with her tongue. Her left hand slowly maked its
way down to my right breast. She lightly cupped it
then rolled the nipple between her ring finger and
thumb. I closed my eyes and sighed. I was ready for
the evening to continue.
Jennifer stopped and whispered in my ear to hurry
and finish getting ready as she was almost done in the
kitchen. I arose from my knees and started to walk out
then spotted her black leather riding gloves on the
counter. I picked them up, turned, and lightly tapped
on the counter to get Jennifer's attention. When she
looked at me, I held up her gloves and raised my
eyebrows. Jennifer laughed and told me to not worry,
that she wouldn't forget them. I laughed behind the
gag and placed the gloves back on the counter along
with the three keys to the locks and headed for the
den.
I picked up a blanket that was on the couch and
folded it into a small rectangle. I placed this on the
floor below the chain that was locked to the ceiling.
The blanket served to cushion my knees that I would be
kneeling on for quite awhile tonight. I then decided
to make my bondage a little more secure until Jennifer
arrived. I walked into the bedroom and pulled two sets
of thumbcuffs from our toy bag. I also picked up a set
of keys to the thumbcuffs and headed back to the den.
Once there, I placed the key to the thumbcuffs on
the small table next to Jennifer's easy chair. I
looked around to make sure everything was set, and then
knelt down on the blanket. The end of the chain was at
nose level. I reached down and locked one set of
thumbcuffs around my big toes. I then locked on of the
thumbcuffs on my right thumb. Before I locked the
other thumb in the cuffs, behind me of course, I
reached up and locked the chain to the hook attached to
the ball gag. The height of the chain was such that
when it was locked, my head would be kept at a forty-
five degree angle.
To complete the bondage process, I brought my
wrists behind me and then locked the other side of the
thumbcuffs on my left thumb. My simple self-bondage
was now complete. I couldn't stand up because of the
toe bondage and I was locked to the hook in the ceiling
by a chain that was locked to my ball gag. What's
more, I couldn't reach the ball gag with my thumbs
locked behind me.
I was now at Jennifer's mercy, a position that
sent a tingle down my naked spine only this time I
couldn't caress my body except for some light caressing
of my naked ass cheeks. The thumbcuffs prevented much
movement. The only question now was how long Jennifer
would make me wait.
I didn't have to wait long. I looked over, which
was not easy to do, and saw Jennifer standing in the
doorway to the den. She was watching me. She was
beautiful. She had pulled her beautiful black hair
back into a tight ponytail, and she had removed her
blouse and bra. She was now topless. She was also
wearing her black riding gloves. I smiled to myself.
She was leaning against the doorway, arms crossed,
holding a freshly lit cigarette. She was a picture of
pure seduction and domination and she was enveloped in
a smoky haze. She was smiling as she exhaled a long
thin stream of white smoke towards the ceiling. She
started to walk towards me. I closed me eyes. The fun
was soon to begin.