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SATURDAY TIE/BOY MEETING I got my wish. Saturday morning I came downstairs naked (I am always naked unless we go somewhere, then I try to be as naked as I can, depending on the type of clothes I have to wear -- I never wear underwear for one thing), and ate some breakfast. When I finished Mom was twirling some rope in one hand. I smiled a little smile, waiting. This time she led me up to Clark's bedroom, where the eyehooks still protruded from the ceiling. She made a double loop in one of the eyehooks, and let the rope hang. She then put the cuffs on me, locking all four together so my wrists and ankles were all attached. She blindfolded me and gagged me. She put a collar on me, and brought my back up a little way, then tied my collar to my ankle/wrists cuffs, so I was in a semi-raised position. Then she put the rope through all four D-rings on my ankle/wrist cuffs, then very slightly p ulled me off the floor. She stuffed a dildo in my cunt and a thin one in my ass. She clamped my nipples, this time with alligator clamps that really bit into my nipples, really causing pain with the nipple rings already in them. The, she did the same to my clit, and I cried out as it bit into my pierced clit. The dildos were not vibrators, unfortunately. She told me to have fun, and left me there. I struggled, knowing I couldn't get loose. The clamps began to hurt like hell, the cunt and butt hole dildos rubbing inside me, but not enough to make me cum. The more I struggled, the more the clamps bit, and the more the dildos rubbed inside me. But I COULD . . . NOT . . . CUM!!!!! I continued to struggle, thinking if I struggled hard enough I could make myself cum. I began to swing lightly back and forth. But coming just didn't happen. I couldn't. I hung there for a few minutes, not struggling, just hanging, lightly swinging. Suddenly, hands took hold of my body and twisted me a round and around, like kids do on swings. Mom (I hoped it was her) continued to twist me just as much as she could, then pushed me just as hard as she could. I now swung back and forth while untwisting on my own. This made me a little dizzy. I swung and twisted a little the other way, then untwisted again. Each time the twists grew fewer and fewer, until I was just swinging back and forth. Then, hands twisted me again, and it started all over. I heard a giggle this time that certainly wasn't my mother's. And I repeated the twisting and swinging. When I stopped the second time, I heard my mother tell me that she would untie me, but would re-cuff my wrists behind my back, and lead me downstairs by my collar. She wouldn't take the blindfold off nor take out the gag, but someone else would take care of my blindfold. She led me downstairs and I was made to stand in the middle of the living room, then she locked my ankles together. Now I stood there, naked, collard, blindfolded an d gagged, wrists cuffed behind my back and my ankles locked together, not knowing what to expect. Then I heard a very boyish voice. "I have seen you around school. I am new here, and thought you might like to go out with me. You are a very pretty girl, and even prettier when you are bound up like this. I hope I get to tie-you up, too." He removed my blindfold, and in front of me stood a boy my age, and a very handsome one, at that. I had seen him around school as well, and thought I might like to go out with him, but was too afraid to ask. Now here he was, in front of me, and I couldn't answer him. I decided on a nod. This brought a great big grin to his face. He came over and kissed me on the cheek. I had thought nothing about being naked and bound in front of him. It seemed as natural as can be. I could do nothing as my mom prodded him to go ahead and touch me. He hesitantly placed his hands over my nipples, still clamped. He flicked the clamps and drove me up the wall. I screamed they hurt so badly. He moved a hand down to my cunt, and slipped a finger in. I still hadn't cum, and when he began to move it in and out, the other hand still flicking my nipple clamps, it only took a few minutes for me to orgasm so hard I actually fell over. I lay on my side, breathing through my nose. He lay down beside me, pulled me to him, and kissed me around my gag. "I'll pick you up tomorrow about noon, and we'll go to a movie. My treat, and hamburgers afterward." He got up and left. Mom then untied me, first removing all the clamps and rubbing my nipples and clit to get the blood flowing again. This also hurt. She removed my gag, then helped me to stand up. She hugged me, then unlocked my ankle and wrist cuffs. She asked me about Sunday. I was eager to go with him. But I had an idea on how I should dress -- or rather, undress -- for him. But that is another story, my next one in fact. |