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Subject: A New Tie D/s, Bond., cons. M/f

A NEW TIE


She didn't believe it, even as it was happening to her... of course,
the first few days had been an adventure, and had taken her to places
she had never before even dreamed of, but this... this was something
totally new to her....
She had been lying on the bed, naked and recovering from the long
afternoon's play... smiling to herself and enjoying the tingles that
still played throughout her body... then, it began. He came into the
room, and when she looked, she saw the long coils of rope in his
hands. She smiled broadly and groaned playfully, but as she started to
roll over onto her back, he merely shook his head and smiled down at
her. She stopped, a bit confused. Then he had bent over and gently
taken her shoulder and given it a light tug. She instantly obeyed the
move and allowed herself to be flipped over onto her stomach.
This was pleasant, of course, and she slipped her hands under her head
and closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation... and the feeling as she
felt her left leg being lifted up from the knee down and the rope
slipping around it.... She was reveling in these wonderful games, and
felt as if a whole, untouched part of her was finally being fulfilled.
She slowered her left leg back to the mattress as she sensed him
moving around the bottom of the bed and she was already raising her
right leg as he arrived to begin tying the next rope to that ankle.
Then the odd part began. She started to lower her right leg, but he
held the rope for a long moment before finally letting it slide down
to the mattress and rest. Then she felt his hand slip under her head
and pull her right hand out moving it downwards, turning it so that it
came to rest against her back just above her ass...
She felt him lean over her and take her left hand from beneath her
head and move it down as well, until it lay crossed over the right
wrist behind her back. Now she felt the upper part of her body,
unsupported, pressing into the mattress, an odd sensation but the
pressure it put on her breasts was not unpleasant at all.
She had not, of course, moved to assist him, lest she anger him and
find herself in something like the hanging, delicious torment from the
day before.... nice as it turned out to be. She merely lay, passively,
and allowed him to slip another rope between her wrists and her spine,
looping in over several times until they were snuggly held together
behind her back.
What next, she wondered, but not for long. For then she felt the rope
attached to her right ankle being lifted, pulling her leg up behind
her from the knee... and a moment later she felt the loose end of the
leg rope slipped under her bound wrists.
Oh my God, she realized, he's hogtieing me...
And at that thought, her sex began to well up with moisture and
tingling that rolled outwards through her body and centered in her
tender nipples, pressed hard into the mattress beneath her now.
She felt the leg rope pulled gently but firmly until her wrists were
next to the inside of the right ankle, and it was as if her body was
beginning to become a loosely drawn bow, pulled slightly but not
uncomfortably upwards from the mattress.
Even as she was adjusting to this odd new sensation, she could sense
him moving to the other side of the bed and taking up the left ankle
rope, bending the leg upwards and slipping the end of the rope between
her now drawn and bound wrists. Then that rope too was gently but
firmly pulled until her left ankle was drawn inwards and it too almost
came to rest against her bound wrists.
She felt him kneel on the bed beside her and make some adjustments to
the ropes... loosing here, tightening there, until she was finally
tied in a balance... her arms pulled straight back behind her,
suspended between the ropes that pulled her ankles upwards to meet
them, her body pulled slightly back, not enough to be uncomfortable,
but surely enough to make her aware of her now absolute and total
helplessness...
Then the real activity began.
She felt yet another rope slipped around her lower thigh, just above
where the calf pressed against it and tied securely.... and the sound
of the rope being dropped to the floor and kicked under the bed....
his light footsteps as he moves around the foot of the bed and bent to
pick it up, and then the other end being slipped under her other
thigh...
She felt her thighs being pulled outwards now, slowly, steadily,
opening her in an obscene and delicious way, until her entire body was
stretched like a taut bowstring... her thighs parted wide, her wrists
and ankles bound in a tight package behind her back.... she was
totally immobile now and more helpless than in any of their other
games... not even the certainly of feeling normal sense of weight.
"Now, my little slave" she heard him say in his deep, soothing tones
above her "we're going to play a little game. It's called.... rodeo
cowboy. It's really very simple. You are going to have to make
yourself cum for me...the exact number of times I specify. And that
will be determined by your answers to the following four questions.
Are you ready?"
She could merely nod her head, too stunned to speak.
"Very good" he soothed. "Question one.... have you been enjoying our
little games this week-end?"
She nodded her head sharply.
"I see" he almost moaned... "Question two... Who does your body belong
to."
"Y...you." she managed to squeeze out with a rush of breath.
"You.... what?"
"You Master" she quickly amended...
She heard him tsk his tongue for a moment and knew she was in trouble.
"Question three... the next time you visit, who will be setting the
limits to our games..."
She hesitated for a long moment, but finally the rush of throbbing in
her sex and her nipples, the drawn pulling of her entire helpless body
virtually ripped from her in a rush of breath... "You Master".
"Very good" he cooed. "And question four.... do you want your score on
the survey to become the highest in the room?"
"Oh yes Master" she moaned and felt her sex contract, straining for
stimulation....
"Very, very good" he said. "In that case, I will release you when you
have come.... four times..."
She was about to ask him how she would be able to accomplish that, her
clit, though sensitive was not able to grind against the mattress
enough to provide her with release in this tight binding.... But then
she heard him move across the room and in a moment return and felt him
kneeling on the bed beside her....
"And just to make it really interesting" he said, I'm going to give
you a help and a hinderance... which would you like first?"
"The help" she whispered, almost desparately "please, help me,
master."
"Very well" he said, and the felt the cold touch of the devil pressed
against her sex, and slowly inserted into her, one torturous inch at a
time, until it was fully seated deep in her sex.... Now she could
grind her hips just enough to feel it moving slightly inside her and
she was about to try and establish a rhythm, when she felt the other
vibrator, the thin, shorter one, pressed against her ass and slipped
slowly into her as well....
She moaned loudly as the sensation of being completely filled welled
through her, and her hips began a tiny rolling to move the toys inside
her.
Then, suddenly, the vibrator in her ass leapt to life, followed a
moment later by the devil, and now her trapped, taut body was
assaulted by the waves of sensation, her hips moving in sharp, tiny
thrusts against the mattress.
"Do not cum yet, little slave" she heard him say and she moaned,
desparate to obtain the release. Then she felt the butterfly slipped
beneath her, spreading her naked lips and pressing against her clit,
and in a moment, it too was alive with shuddering motions against her.
Her entire body tensed with the rush, her head drawing up and back, a
loud, almost startled moan escaping her lips...
"And now, the hinderance"
And then she felt the first drops of the hot wax against her ass, just
over the nexus of her wrists and ankles... It stung and swelled
through her, and almost instinctively drove her hips down, hard,
against the butterfly, causing the vibrators inside her to brush her
inner walls.
She felt a sob of pure pleasure well up and burst from her lips, her
mind exploding with the rush of unspeakable feelings that now
conquored her rational thought.
"Now, slave, you may start cumming"...
And as if well trained, she exploded, more instensly than ever in her
life before... the combination of the new position, the new torments,
the drowning sensations overwhelmed her and she cried out as if dying,
as the wave tore through her body and escaped from her mouth in a
screaming rush of pure cumming.
And even before that wave had rolled completely away, the next struck,
deeper, longer and more intense.
"OH GOD, MASTER" she wailed, her voice disbelieving "OH GOD! I'M
CUMMING! I'M CUMMING! OH GOD! OOOOOOH GOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDD!"
And the sensations rolled through every part of her and tore her to
shreds, reassembled her and tore her again....
And even as that wave began to ebb, she felt his hand between her
legs, taking the end of the devil and slowly begining to turn it deep
inside her... and the third cumming ripped through her.
Now she was beyond words, merely wailing and sobbing like an animal,
her entire body twitching, pulling on the tight bonds...
And even as that began to drift down she felt the devil being slowly
drawn from her and then pressed, firmly, back in, deeper than it had
ever been, and the fourth cumming exploded inside her.... making the
first three feel like mere heralds of it's intensity...
And even as she was torn apart by it, she could feel the slip knots on
her ankles pulled and her legs dropped to the mattress, her bound
wrists falling against her back and her entire body sagging down,
pressing her face into the cool sheets.
She lay there sobbing in pure ecstacsy, and from somewhere in the
little portion of her mind that remained she though about what she had
just said, how she had answered his questions.... and she thought to
herself... with a tiny inner smile... "Oh shit... I'm in trouble
now..."

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