2 b continued

I don't know if this counts as a story, but I can tell you about my 'prisoner transport kit'. It is quite simple really: all I do is get some legcuffs (you can buy them in many joke shops - they say on them that they are for 'official police use'), a pair of handcuffs (again joke shop) and a length of chain to attach the two together. The best chain to use is the kind which people like to attach to their wallets and it dangles from their belt at the front to their back pocket where the wallet is. That seems to be the fashion nowadays, the chain wallet, I mean. It is just about the right length. 
I often 'dress up' in this 'outfit'. 
It it also good to have a special belt so you attach the chain and the cuffs to it - you can get thick leather belts with a serious of 'rings' on it. I have one. 
Well, put on the belt. 
Put on the leg cuffs. 
Attach one end of the chain (the one with the attachment for the belt) to the MIDDLE of the leg-cuff chain (leg cuffs give limited movement for walking, but obviously the chain is much longer than a handcuff chain) and then attach the other end of the chain to the handcuffs (if you need to use safety pins etc. to get the ensemble to come together, fine.). 
Attach the handcuffs to your belt so that they are above the middle of your legs). 
Then put your hands in the handcuffs and you'll look like one of those prisoners being transported to maximum security with your legs and hands cuffed so you cannot go anywhere. 
One tip I would make. Don't lose the key of the leg-cuffs or handcuffs. It may be embarrassing trying to explain to somebody else what you are doing. I think a good compromise is to use gimmicked handcuffs so that escape is easier (a good magic shop should have them). I have found that even with a key handcuffs can be tricky enough to open, depending on how awkward it is to reach the keyhole. If your hands are cuffed behind your back 
(not in this case) in the classic 'arrest' position, it is virtually impossible to open handcuffs even with a key. 
A good webpage I have found which shows handcuffs etc. in use is http://www.alexhandcuffs.com/ (it shows picture demonstrations of how handcuffs are used by law enforcement etc. and has no bondage content). 
Also, if you ever wanted to go to a costume party, the above 'outfit' would be good. Get a friend to go as the cop and get yourself one of those orange prison uniforms and you're all set! (Of course, your outfit might be a little restraining, so you'd have to agree not to wear the restraints all night, in case you want to eat, drink, dance, or go to the toilet). 
 
 
 

One day my roommate and I were talking, and I confessed my interest in bondage. He had seen a couple of my magazines that I tried to keep hidden, and he had worked the conversation around to the topic. Then he made me an offer. Whenever he and his girl wanted to have sex, he would first tie me up. Once I was bound and gagged on my bed, blindfolded with my ears plugged and with headphones on, they could do whatever they wanted in the room. I would enjoy being tied, and they could have sex.

It worked well for two years, and I spent many happy hours tied in different ways. occasionally I was bound all night which was overly long, but i never complained. I was sorry then he left to get married. It was the end of a perfect arrangement.

When I got back to the room I found my sheer suntan pantyhose white heels and long white satin nightgown lieing on the bed. I was mordified, and tried to hide them, pretending that I didn't know what had happened..Before I could start I heard my roommate joe step out of the bathroom and say Gotcha!

He said I have been suspicious for months that you crossdressed but have never been able to prove it..Relax I am not going to tell anyone, but I do want to see you in them. I didn't know what to say, but I picked up the things and headed for the bathroom. I took a shower and let the smooth satin material fall over my body...the sheer nylon over my legs.. I stepped into the heels and took a deep breath and walked out. The lights where dimmed and Joe was lying on the bed in his boxers..the only comment from his mouth was WOW! his eyes took in every part of me, as he stood and walked over to me, my breath stopped. His hand reached out and carressed by smooth leg. 

He reached down and pulled out a length of white rope. Pulling my hands behind me..I was in heaven. I though my cock was going to pop out of my pantyhose.. he gentle walked me to the bed and layed me down..his hands where all over me as he fondled and caress my smooth nylon and satin. I felt helpless but at the same time excited. I wanted to say stop..but my desire say go.

he tight my ankles together and then laid on top of me..the rest of the night was spend in the loving controlling arms of Joe. (if you want more let me know)

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Friday, July 25th 2003 - 01:58:32 AM I have a question for all. is it wrong for a guy to love being tied up by a girl and being dressed up like a girl? 
John 
 

John: 
It's not wrong by society's standards, if that's what you're asking. To them, it's just "strange." 
And if you're asking from a more religious standpoint, I can't think of anything wrong with it there either unless you get to the point where you're actually having sex without being married... And believe me, as a Christian, I've searched the Internet many, many times to see if anyone had found something against it, and I never have. 
Ray 

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I am convinced from the following passages most directly, and MANY others, indirectly, that crossdressing is an abomination to God, as I have written in my post:

Deut. 22:5 (it could not be plainer than this one), 
1Cor. 11:14-15 (and the whole context).

I don't think you have looked very hard, Ray. Actually, the whole related family of passions (homosexuality, pornography, etc) obviously fall linked together under the same condemnation, and MANY passages abound to this effect.
The whole subject occurs again and again and again in Scripture, of which crossdressing is just one typical member.

But specifying precisely is sin and what isn't is completely beside the point, of Scripture. Scripture makes it intuitively clear to all who are willing to listen to God that we ALL are sinners, and we can see example after example of specifics that hit each of us VERY personally.

When any of us points insults, accusations of "weird," "pervert," etc at another, this is the greatest abomination of all, in God's sight (Romans 2:1-4, etc).

We are all sinners, and we all need to be saved from Hell, as the result. No one gets into Heaven who is not absolutely perfect and sinless.

"The Gospel by which ye are saved: that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, and rose again the third day according to the Scriptures." --- 1 Cor. 15:2-4.

We must be perfect, to be saved. There are two ways to be (legally) perfect:

1. To be innocent of any crime (sin).

2. To be legally pardoned from all crime (sin).

The first is obviously impossible, because all of us have already blown it. (That is why the Scripture refers to those who are headed for Heaven as "having been saved." To be saved means that SOMEONE ELSE, OTHER THAN OURSELVES, RESCUED US --- and that Someone else is the Lord Jesus Christ, when He paid the price for our sins, Himself, as above stated).

The second way is available to all, and the message of every Christian, assigned by God to each of us, is to make that clear to the world. The message that

"For God so loved the world, that He gave His 
onlybegotten Son, that whosoever trusts in Him will not
be condemned to that awful Hell forever, but rather will
have eternal everlasting happy life with God, where 
there will be pleasures forever more."

--- John 3:16

As a Christian, Ray, these are things you need to make clear to every person who asks you questions like John did.

thanks alot 

guy from holland

It is people like you that make me thank god EVERY DAY, that I am an athesist.

Now back to the stories you sinning preverts. And the next round of damnation is on me. Is it getting hot in here..??

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>Well Janet...I´m glad you are such a good christian, 

I am not. I am a sinner who has been saved (John 3:16) by the Lord Jesus Christ (God).

>I respect that, but I have my own believes in 
>religion...

I don't regard what God tells us as "religion." Have you noticed that this is Aug. 4, 2003, Anno Domini?

>Still you're stories are great, the only thing I hate 
>about some of them is the God talk...we ain´t in church, 

Since this is God's world, and He is its and our Creator, there is nothing that can be adequately communicated without some reference to Him.

>anyway, keep up the good work in your stories... 

Thank you. I wish there were more people who would write on the Loving area of the subject. You can find, and recognize, I believe, with your perceptiveness, a few stories my hubby has written of our times together. Some are in the archives of the main section of this dreambook.

The loving stories are the only REAL ones with the fullest pleasures of this subject.

>Oh! I got a question...If being an homosexual is called a 
>sin...didn´t God created homosexuals? 

No. The Bible teaches that He created only one person: Adam. From Adam, He made Eve, as a companion for him. They were perfect, until, listening to satan, Eve fell, being deceived, and through her influence over Adam, caused him to fall, as well, the difference being that he knew fully well what he was doing. "And death passed upon all men, because all have sinned." This opened the door to every evil and sin and perversion through the ages.

The so-called psychology experts you are listening to are a quackery.

>from what I´ve heard homosexuals are born homosexuals, 

They are not. It is true that different people do have propensity to different sins. But all of them yield to their specific propensities through their own choice. (See on Romans 1:18-)

>and supposedly a child is the creature of God am I right?? 

No. See above, again.

>I would like YOU to answer me this if you don´t mind ok? 

>Thanks, and keep the good stories.

Thanks: I wish I could. But I don't really have much more to tell. They were a selection of the best my hubby and I have had through the years.

Men
May not shave their heads. (Lev. 19:27)
May not have long hair. (1 Cor. 11:4-16)
May not trim their beards. (Lev. 19:27)
May not pray with head covered. (1 Cor. 11:4-16)
Forbidden to avoid military service. (Deut. 22:5)
May not enter female occupations, specifically be a homemaker. (Deut. 22:5)

Women
May not shave their heads. (1 Cor. 11:4-16)
May not have short hair. (1 Cor. 11:4-16)
May not pray with head uncovered. (1 Cor. 11:4-16)
Should remain silent in church. (1 Cor. 11:33b-38)
May not have authority over a man. (1 Tim. 2:11-12)
Barred from military service. (Deut. 22:5)
May not bear arms. (Deut. 22:5)
May not enter male occupations. (Deut. 22:5)
 
 
 
 
 

"I am convinced from the following passages most directly, and MANY others, indirectly, that crossdressing is an abomination to God, as I have written in my post: 

Deut. 22:5 (it could not be plainer than this one), 
1Cor. 11:14-15 (and the whole context)."

The passages in 1 Corinthians are talking about hair, which is a far cry from crossdressing. As for the commonly referenced Deuteronomy 22:5, I have to question the original context and whether it's intended for a literal interpretation today; figures of speech existed back then too, after all.
In the days when that was written, putting on the garment of a man or woman may have (I can't say with absolute certainty whether it did) had MUCH stronger connotations than it does today--that is to say, the clothing style itself may have denoted that the person was trying to fit into the role of his/her opposite gender, which is what I believe the message is supposed to be (and, apparently, also what a majority of the denominations who wrote the NIV Study Bible believe it's supposed to be).
Again, I have no way to prove that; it's just what I believe to be true.
And I don't think you necessarily have a way to prove some of your beliefs either; nowhere in the Bible is it explicitly said that the husband may be the submissive one at any time in the relationship (or, at least, not that I can think of), yet obviously you saw fit in some of the stories you brought up to be the dominant one temporarily.
I doubt you think there's anything wrong with what you did, and I don't think so either (on the contrary, it produced either my favorite or second-favorite story of all time from these boards and the only one I've ever printed out! Thank you for sharing it!), but I'm not sure it's possible to give a good scriptural basis for it. If I'm wrong on that one, though, please let me know.

Also, the question asked was "is it wrong for a guy to love being tied up by a girl and being dressed up like a girl"?
Deuteronomy 22:5, taken literally, points to not crossdressing yourself, but in a marriage, the husband's body belongs to the wife just as the wife's body belongs to the husband--"neither shall a man put on a woman's garment" doesn't seem, to me, to be the same thing as "a man shall not enjoy having a woman's garment put on him."
Like I said before, maybe I'm wrong. I've only been a Christian for less than two years, so it's not like I can claim I'm not young in my faith.

Still, this bugged me:

"No. The Bible teaches that He created only one person: Adam."

Isaiah 44:2 ("...He who made you, who formed you in the womb...") and Jeremiah 1:5 ("Before I formed you in the womb I knew you...") indicate to me that He creates everyone.
It does depend on your definition of "created," though. I guess it's true that there's a difference between "formed" and "created."

At any rate, you put it the best when you said:

"But specifying precisely is sin and what isn't is completely beside the point, of Scripture. Scripture makes it intuitively clear to all who are willing to listen to God that we ALL are sinners, and we can see example after example of specifics that hit each of us VERY personally."

You're very right that that's what's really important. And you're very right that I should have pointed out something along the lines of John 3:16 or John 11:25-26 ("Jesus said to her, 'I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will live, even though he dies; and whoever lives and believes in me will never die. Do you believe this?') or John 14:6 ("Jesus answered, 'I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me...'").
If I don't get the Gospel message across, then I've essentially failed to do my job.
Although there may be division in the church right now on any one given topic, at least we should stand unified in our beliefs in Jesus.
I apologize for my shortcomings. There are enough false "Christians" out there who are not even trying to spread the Gospel message without me contributing.

And because of that, I would like to say "thank you" to Dimitrio. It's very hard not to judge anyone for their faith (religion and faith are two entirely different things, as Janet rightfully implied)--I should know, of all people, considering that throughout my life I held a grudge against Christians because of the false hate-filled ones who give the genuine and loving ones (the less vocal and therefore less-noticed ones, unfortunately) a bad reputation.
So thank you for at least keeping an open mind. It's not very easy, in this world, to do that...

Love you!

"The passages in 1 Corinthians are talking about hair, 
which is a far cry from crossdressing. "

No, the hair is just another aspect of a person's apparel. Longer hair is appropriate to the woman; shorter hair is appropriate to the man. It's just the same principle as any other clothing. The 1 Corinthians passage is talking about our precise subject, here.

In fact, the Deut passage is not translated literally: the 
Heb. has more picturesque language. I will post one of the best commentators on the passage in the newsgroup "alt.messianic," if you are interested in reading it there.

Greeting from Ocoee, Fl. This is an interestig website and I enjoy all of the stories here.

My story was not my first experinece but the most unusual.

I worked in a customer service company which had a mixture of guys and gals.

Some really sexy, young gals, some older ones.

This story is about a gal named Shelley.

Shelley was my immediate supervisor and helped train me for the job. She was a great lady, real sweet, kind and caring.

She had a pretty face and beautiful blue eyes. She had long blonde hair. She had a super personality and everyoe liked 
Shelley.

She had one problem though--she was overweight and very self conscious about it.

One day we were taking break together and this was one of the few times we were actually alone. She said she had 
something to ask me and wanted my opinion. Of course I agreed to help if I could.

She started to tell me about a fantasy she had. (Fantasy--she had my attention) She went to say that she felt more 
comfortable talking to me about this than the other guys or any of the girls. 

She said that she knew that I was already committed to a relationship (someone told me that she didn't know that I was 
seeing anybody untill I put a picture of me and my gal on my work desk and her (Shelley's) heart sank.

I knew that Shelley liked me because she always went out of her way to help me with my job and invited me to do thigs 
with the gang.

Anyway, this sort of sets the stage.

Getting back to her secret fantasy---she had this kidnap scenario in mind. She wanted to be a DID and the asked if I 
thought that was wierd.

Of course I told her no. We all have fantasies of one sort or another.

Then she asked me how I felt about bondage.
Being incredibly naive I told her that I thought that it's great for people to bond together.

No, nooo, nooo, no. I mean real bondage with ropes and gags.

Oooooh bondage. I said to her. Now I get it.

She went on to tell me that she had this recurring dream that she was kidnapped and hauled off in a van, bound and 
gagged. Then she asked if if I thought that was wierd that a woman wanted to be bound and gagged.

Of course I replied "No" and told her that everyone is entitled to a fantasy. I told her that many people enjoy bondage.

Then she sighed and said that it would always be a fantasy and that is about all. 
"Everyone here is taken, including you and nobody wants to fool with me because ofmy weight."

I grabbed her hand and told her that she is a very beautiful girl. I told her she had the most beautiful eyes and a cute 
little nose (tapping her on the nose with my finger) Besides, beauty is from within, not on the outside I told her.

She sighed, put her head down and I could see that I wasn't getting through.

"Who says that I am taken. I didn't sign any contracts. And even if I was, who is to say that can't have some friendly 
fun with a beautiful person like you?" I told Shelley.

"You just feel sorry for me." 

"Sorry my butt! Have you ever looked int he mirror? You are an attactive lady and way too had on yourself."

I went on to tell her that I had a friend with a van who I was certain had ropes or I could get them. I had other items 
that could be used in a friendly game to restrain her.

I called my friend and thngs got even better. Turns out that he and his wife would be out for the weekend and would let 
me have the keys to his house. I couldn't use his van because he would be taking that on a trip down south, but he had a 
truck that I could use that had a big open space behind the seats that could be ideal for this scenario.

I didn't tell Shelley that my friend and his wife were heavy into bondage and that had racks, tables, harnesses, you name 
it. Let her be surprised!

I told Shelley and she was excited. My friends would be leaving Friday after work so I told SHELLEY we could start 
the role play that Friday after work. I would do a mock kidnapping, grab her, put her in the truck, tie her up and take 
her to my friends house.

Friday afternoon came. I told my girlfriend that the company was having a special training (yeah, some training huh) and 
I would be gone for most of the night. I then set a place and time where I could pick up Shelley. 

I also asked Shelly to dress appropiately and established some lines ecause she would not see me coming and probably 
wouldn't recognize me because I was going to pick up some things at the costume store.

When the clock hit quitting time I went over to Shelley's desk, turned in my report for the day and told her that her 
fantasy was about to come true and to be ready to have a great time.

She smiled and timidly said she couldn't wait.

TO BE CONTINUED 

Shelley smiled, said great and asked me if I got the van and what color is it. I said my friend wld be taking his van down 
to the South Fl area but agreed to let me use his truck.

Shelley said no way would she allowed herself to be stuffed in truck. Shallow Shelley was beginning to come out of her 
shell. She went to say that she had a van and we could use that. 

As long as I knew Shelley she always came to work in a Silver Camry. The van was news to me.

We agreed to meet at a designated spot. The key phrase would be "Shallow Shelly loves bondage", er, in the event a real 
kidnapper would happen by.

I pull into the parking lot were Shelley and I agreed to meet and I spotted the van. 

As I approached the front of the van, I looked in the outside mirror--No Shelley. Where could she be?

I slowly approached the door and looked inside. No Sheeley but I saw a note with my name on the outside. Well right van 
anyway.

So I opened the door to the van and opened the note. It said; "I'm in the back of the van. Join me." 

I don't like surprises and last minute changes but thought, oh well.

So I walked up to the backdoor of the van and ever so slowly started to open it. 

I looked inside and again no Shelley! No I was getting worried. Then allof a sudden I fe a big push from behind forcing 
me into the van. Caught off guard, I lost my balance and went crashing into the side of the van and hit my head, which 
drove me dizzy. Before I COULD recover, with my head aching and my eyes a little blurry I noticed sevral figures 
coming into the van. Two of them tackled me knoking me down.

"You tie his hands while I gag him." were obvious female voices of 2 more people who came into the van.

So I had 2 people holding my hands, 1 lying hard o my legs while another proceeded to gag me.

As a guy, I found me overpowered by what appeared to be women pretty intimidating.

Then they rolled me over on my stomach and pulled by arms tight behind me. Duct tape started going around my wrists. 
Once my hands were immobilized they proceeded to tie my feet with the same duct tape. Then I heard one of them say, 
"Tere, that should hold him."

Despite my predicament, I kept thinking. "Where is SHELLEY?"

TO BE CONTINUED

Tim -- please keep going! I'm curious as to what happened!!

Jason -- you sound like a pretty lucky guy!! Tell us what else this girl has done now that she has those photos and can tie you up when she wants.

Tim -- please keep going! I'm curious as to what happened!!

Jason -- you sound like a pretty lucky guy!! Tell us what else this girl has done now that she has those photos and can tie you up when she wants.

I have a good friend by the name of Sam (girl, 14) whose dad is a big collector of straitjackets and human restraints, I 
had a sleepover at her place and I brought up the subject of bondage. She seemed quite interested and told me about 
her dad’s collection. Her parents were out of town and they didn’t know that I was coming over. She showed me to the 
room where her dad kept all his stuff.

“WOW! This is so cool!” I exclaimed
“Yeah it’s cool isn’t it?” Sam replied
“Wanna try?” She asked

Just then, her older brother (Josh, 16) stumbled into the room…

“You aren’t supposed to be here! Heya Tim, did’nt see you how’s it hanging?” Josh said…
“C’mon Josh, don’t tell dad!”
“Hmmm, what shall I do with you?” He said, looking around the room
“Okay, I won’t let dad know that you were in here if you let me tickle you in the magic box!” He said with an evil grin…

Sam made a run for the door, but I stopped her and carried her over to the table, which the box was on…

“Strap her in!” he said as Josh shoved a blue ball gag in her mouth
“There she is!” I said as we looked at his squirming sister

Her head and hands came out of the headboard and bare feet came out from the bottom. Josh then slid open a side panel 
which revealed Sam’s venerable and helpless ribs.

“You have done a good job Tim, now I shall reward you! Put out your hands…” Josh said, digging into a black trunk

I stuck out my hands and closed my eyes as instructed…BIG MISTAKE! I felt sleeves cover my arms, then before I 
could react I felt my arms being dragged around me and the shirt strap up at the back and my arms wrap around it, then 
I felt a strap pass between my legs. Then the whole contraption was tightened even more…Josh tricked me! He just put 
me in a straitjacket! Then he strapped me onto another restraining table next to a frightened Sam.

“Now the fun will begin!” sniggered Josh

To Be Continued…..

About month ago my boyfriend bound gagged me in my car after work. he bought clear duct tape! A new type out. Looks 
clear but very strongh. i was taped and driven to his apt for the nite. It was very erotic being held by him and very fun 
outdoors :) ......... More later laura

I left you hanging when Josh and I had locked Sam in the magicians box, then he had tricked me into putting on a 
straitjacket and strapped me onto another table…

“Let’s hear you scream for mercy now shall we” said Josh removing Sam’s ball gag.

“Now, let’s start with you Tim” he said as he inched towards my squirming bare feet

“Not ticklish now are we?” He said pulling out a stiff quill from his pocket…”coochie coochie coo!” he said as he gently 
stroked the soles of my feet…

I immediately lost it! Sam could only watch in fear, I was tickled on my feet for a good 15 minutes, then he moved up to 
my knees and thighs, tickling them relentlessly for 5 minutes. He stopped and propped the table up to 45 degrees and 
put something sticky on my feet…IT WAS HONEY! His 7 cats were called to lick the honey off my feet, this was too 
much, I was loosing it! But, I was laughing so hard that it felt like the straitjacket was getting looser and looser, 
eventually I managed to wiggle out of it while Josh was tickling Sam’s sides, I loosened the straps on my lower body, 
wiped the honey off my feet and shooed the cats away. All this time Josh had no idea that I was free. I pulled a thick, 
white blanket off the shelf and took some rope. 

“Hey, what the…” said Josh turning around

I threw the blanket over him and ran the rope around him and tied it with a tight double knot. Then I tied his feet in the 
same way, then plopped him on a rug in which I rolled him in like a burrito. Then I taped up the sides and left him 
squirming and hissing curses at me on the floor. I freed Sam from the box and she slapped me before kissing me on the 
cheek…

“That’s for tricking me and letting my stupid brother tickle me!”
“And the kiss is for letting me go!” She said with another kiss. 
“We gonna let him go?” I asked
“I think we’ll wait for him to fall into a deep sleep then we can deal out some serious payback!” She said with a smile.

We slapped several strips of duct tape on his mouth and retired to our rooms for the night. And left Josh squirming on 
the floor.

To Be Continued….

Pls gimme some feedback k? And Sytherz, c’mon man….continue your story… 

About month ago my boyfriend bound gagged me in my car after work. he bought clear duct tape! A new type out. Looks 
clear but very strongh. i was taped and driven to his apt for the nite. It was very erotic being held by him and very fun 
outdoors :) ......... More later laura

laura 
Homepage URL: http://www.angelfire.com/bc3/dspeople 

About month ago my boyfriend bound gagged me in my car after work. he bought clear duct tape! A new type out. Looks 
clear but very strongh. i was taped and driven to his apt for the nite. It was very erotic being held by him and very fun 
outdoors :) ......... More later laura

laura 
Homepage URL: http://www.angelfire.com/bc3/dspeople 

Here’s a partial excerpt from a true story that got blown away when my computer crashed last year. It happened about 
5 years ago. Michelle was 22 and my sort-of girlfriend. She had long dark hair and a great figure. She was very kinky – 
I wasn’t at the time. She kept saying she wanted to tie me up – it wouild be fun because she’d done it to guys before and 
they all loved it. She said this. Finally one day after work (We both worked in an office) I told her, “Look, if you can 
catch me, you can tie me up.” She said, “Catching you and kidnapping you won’t be a problem dear.” She also took tie-bo 
and akido and was good at it – I was no match for her. I changed – she didn’t (her very sexy wardrobe is described 
below) and then… 

Michelle chased me, carrying several pieces of white cotton rope. She subdued me and quickly pinned me to the floor, 
threatening me with kicks to the stomach if I didn’t do exactly as she said. She giggled as she said this, holding me down, 
dressed in a black short-sleeved peasant blouse with ruffled sleeves, grey dress pants, and grey dress socks. I was 
dressed in a t-shirt and sweats and socks. “I’m going to tie you up, you bad boy,” she hissed. Within minutes, my hands 
were tied behind my back. “Time to tie your feet,” she sighed. “If you kick me, I’ll kick back.” She tied my feet with the 
rope, then my knees, then stood over me, planting her grey-socked foot on my chest. “I win. You are now my prisoner,” 
Michelle teased. “Problem is, I don’t just tie up my prisoners. I torture them too. I’m a sadistic kidnapper. Sorry.” 
Before I could say anything, she crouched down over me and hand-gagged me with one hand. With her other hand she 
reached to one of her feet and slipped off her sock. “I’m going to take my socks off and gag you with them,”she informed 
me. “I always tell my prisoners exactly what I have in store for them.” She then took her other sock off - these socks 
were long and lightweight. She tied them both tightly around my head. “I’m gagging you because I’m not torturing you for 
information. I’m just torturing you for fun. Scream all you want. Noooo one will hear you.” I was panicky and writhed 
around at her bare feet. She stood over me and joked like she was thinking. “Let’s see…you’re bound and gagged with my 
socks. All there is left to do is tickle you to death. Here I come,” she said, wiggling her fingers. “But first, I’ll tickle you 
with my feet.” She jabbed her bare feet into my rib cage and wiggled her toes, tickling me and making me spasm. “Now 
my fingers – you are sooooo ticklish.” My ribs and armpits and stomach were helpless to Michelle’s tickle-torture. I was 
crying now – I felt tears. “Let’s get your socks off and see how ticklish those feet are,” Michelle then said with a 
chuckle, peeling off my socks and then tickling my feet everywhere with her fingers and toes. “I’m never going to let you 
go,” she said sharply. “Tickle-torturing you is too much fun. I’ll never untie you –you’re my prisoner forever. I’ve 
decided to tickle you to death. So hee hee. Here’s some more tickling.” I pleaded with her to stop, but she wouldn’t. She 
giggled like a little girl and kept tickling me everywhere.

That’s all I had – the rest was blown away. Sorry. But the torture went on for what seemed like forever and when she 
untied me she did it slowly, tickling me at every stop. Her socks came out of my mouth last. “Such a shame to waste a 
good sock gag,” Michelle said, finally removing the gag with a laugh. It was terrifying and exciting as hell – and it 
happened again. Maybe I’ll share sometime.

As we watched the scene, my husband remarked "Brigitte"...I'll bet you wish that were you.

He then told me to go change into something more skimpy. He directed me to wear a light blue silk bra, silky short short navy blue bottoms and of course I had to be barefooted.

We were in the den with the only light being from the fireplace. When I came into the room my husband came up behind me, with one hand hand-gagged me and with the other pulled my arms behind my back. Ok honey, prepare for torture on the rack.

He then placed me in a recliner and reclined it back all the way. He took my wrists, bound them with soft white rope and then tied them to the door post behind the chair.

He then tied my bare ankles with another strand of soft white rope and tied the end to an iron support under the recliner. He then took two strips of gray duct tape and gagged me. After which he stood back to survey his captive wife.

My bare toes were pointed as I was stretched as though on the rack.....he then said "let the torture begin".

He came back with a vibrator which he turned on high and began to stroke me between my legs.....he has done this before and knows I am helpless to stop the orgasm which will follow....he stroked me until I screamed in my gag,

If anyone else is interested, I will share my husband's fantasy to suspend me by my wrists in the garage.

I am 18 and live in the UK. I am bisexual but prefer girls. I love to be tied up for long periods in strict bondage. My last girlfriend kept me as her slave in total bondage for days on end at a time. I also love to wear uniforms, especially the St Trinians school uniform. I have many interesting stories to tell, so please e-mail me if you want to hear them! PS. Send me a pic of u in bondage if u like!!!

Love
Lucy (%)