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JULY 4TH Well, Clark tied me up again yesterday. He showed me a picture of a woman tied up the way he wanted to tie me up. I told him to go ahead. She was really tied tightly. I asked where he got the picture, he said off a bondage site he found. He said if I ever think he ties me up too tightly or on too strenuous position, to let him know. Anyway, it was about 1100 when he took me upstairs. Our folks were home, and he told them we were going to do some things together. They said fine, just don't fight. Well, he took me to my room and made me undress. The first thing he did was beging by wrapping rope around my upper arms and all the way down, tying my wrists together. He continued the wrapping around my upper body with the rest of the rope, pulling up on my breasts with one wrap and pushing them down with the next, my nipples and aureola already erect. He then gagged me with the small ball gag, then attached a set of nipple clamps to my nipples, tightening them down until I cried out through my gag, then tightened them down a couple more twists. He put a collar around my neck. He had me lie down on my bed and spread my legs as far apart as possible. He brought up my ankles and crossed them, and tied them with a lot of rope. He took a shoestring and tied my big toes "together." He wrapped lengths of rope around my knees, pulled them apart as far as possible, then tied them to the feet of the bed. He tied a long rope to a ring under my chin and tied it, then pulled it as far as he could and tied it off to the headrail. He wrapped a few coils around my forehead and pulled my head back, tied the ends around my ankles, then with the rest of the rope pulled up my wrists and tied them as well. He then blindfolded me with one of the leather blindfolds he had bought. Next, he did something he had never done before, and that is inserted a vibrating anal plug into my anal canal, then inserted one into my overly wet vaginal canal. Finally, he turned them both on. I squirmed right away, as best I could, seeing as how tightly I was tied up. He took quite a few pictures, then told me he was going back downstairs with mom and dad. I heard my door shut. All I could do was suffer in my tie-up. I don't know how many times I orgasmed. A lot, until I couldn't stand it any more. And still he didn't come to check on me. Finally, I heard my door open, and voices. I moaned and pleaded through my gag to be released, but that didn't seem to be happening. I have no idea who had come into my room, not then anyway. The voices kept talking, then my door shut again. I couldn't take it any more. Yet, still those vibrators continued their work. The clamps bit into my nipples. I couldn't take it any more! Finally, someone came into my room and began to untie me and take out the vibrators. After I was completely released, Clark told me to go downstairs, our folks wanted to talk to me. He would be in his room. He said don't bother getting dressed. They had already seen me. I looked at myself in my full-length mirror, and saw all the rope marks. He told me to hurry. I did . . . |