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From: "Slave Nicole" <SlaveNicole@Hotmail.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} STORY: Slave Nicole's Bondage Story
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Date: Sat, 15 May 2004 21:10:06 -0400
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My Instructions for a Self Bondage Experience

Introduction:

I had been spending a lot of nights alone lately as my lover Rick and I have 
been having incompatible working schedules.  I can't help thinking about the 
great sex and kinky things I could be doing if he was able to spend more 
time with me.  Lately we were exploring our interest in bondage.  Rick had 
been purchasing lengths of rope and loosely tying my hands to experiment. 
Today, Friday, I just got home for my weekend as Rick was leaving the city 
for an important business opportunity.  Rick promised we would catch up on 
everything when he got back.  But I knew when he got back on Sunday night, 
it would be my turn to get ready for work.

Home all alone the next day. My mind got fixed on an event that happened 
with Rick just a few days earlier.  He had come home with a mysterious 
package and would not divulge its contents.  He led me to the bedroom where 
he sat on the edge of the bed and ordered me to strip totally naked.  I was 
more than happy to comply, assuming great sex was to come.   After admiring 
my firm fit body for a moment, Rick got up and turned me around so I was 
facing away from him.  I heard some rummaging through the package and was a 
bit startled when a blindfold dropped across my face.  With a big smile, I 
stood still as Rick fastened it tight.  Rick had led me to the king size bed 
and positioned me down in the center.  I remained quiet and naked and there 
was more poking around in the new package.  Rick grasped one of my ankles 
and pulled it to the edge of the bed.  I was left to imagine what the soft 
furry feeling was around me ankle.   As it got tighter, I knew right away it 
was a leather ankle cuff with the fur lining.   Rick made it around the 
other ankle and two wrists with similar cuffs without saying a word.  After 
everything was fastened, the room was quiet for a minute or two.  I jumped 
as a firm hand moved across my breasts and down my crotch and legs.  "Are 
you ready to be my sex slave", Rick asked with his deep voice.  I had never 
stopped smiling and blurted out a YES, in response to the question.  Ricks 
hands slid lightly over my limbs causing me to jump and giggle.

I had a few short moments of rest while Rick made more preparations.  I was 
not able to see anything and lay still with my legs spread the way Rick had 
left them earlier.  I felt some rope get thrown on the bed beside me and 
immediately Rick started attaching a separate piece to each of the metal 
rings on the cuffs.  One at a time, I felt my legs get pulled apart and tied 
tightly to the foot of the bed.  Not being in the sort of position before, I 
was getting very hot and horny.  I was half immobilized and totally exposed. 
I always kept my pussy clean shaven and it was starting to get wet.  After 
Rick was pleased with the leg restraints, he slid a finger down my wet slit 
causing me to tense up and gasp.  I maintained my self control and kept my 
hands by my side.  My wrists were tied apart to the head of the bed leaving 
me in quite a tight spread-eagle position.  Rick asked, "are you able to get 
out?"  I tugged each limb and tried to sit up.  "I can't move at all", I 
replied.

I twisted and tossed as warm liquid dripped onto me.  With both hands, Rick 
rubbed this oil all over giving a nice massage and also torturing me with 
sexual excitement.  Rick spent a lot of time licking this oil from every 
sensitive part of my body.  He had applied some special oral sex jelly to my 
pussy and was having a great feast on my juicy cunt.  I wasn't able to 
contain myself and let out screams of joy and what ever I tried to say was 
incomprehensible.  Rick always liked giving me head, and this method was 
even better.  He applied more flavored jelly and drove his tongue between my 
restrained legs again.  I was pulling hard on all the cuffs but nothing was 
letting loose.  Rick added to my excitement by tickling my ribs as my pussy 
came to climax.  The screams were probably loud enough for the whole 
neighborhood to hear, but neither one cared one bit about that.   Afterward, 
Rick laid beside me, his exhausted slave, and gave another rub to my still 
bound body.  We talked for a bit and both agreed that bondage was definitely 
something to try again.

I tried to clear my mind of this vivid memory and focus on the present as 
Rick had just left for the weekend.  The thoughts of that night of bondage 
had made me wet and I wasn't able to relax.  The weather was not very good, 
so I was planning on staying inside today.  Since I was already horny, I 
went on the Internet to browse some adult sites.

My Self Bondage Idea:

As I browsed though some fetish web sites, I came across some dealing with 
self-bondage.  This grabbed my attention and I started reading different 
stories.  After browsing through a few stories and pictures, I started to 
formulate a plan of my own in my head.  I was combining little pieces of 
information from different sources.  All of my ideas were brought together 
into a plan that I believed would work great for me to try self-bondage.  I 
didn't hesitate at all, as I really wanted that feeling of being restrained 
again.

I knew that I would need a way to escape, but it had to be in such a way 
that it would take some time.  The thought of a simple quick and easy escape 
did not excite me.  I closed the blinds on all the windows, locked the doors 
and went to the bedroom where all the sex toys were kept.

I jumped out of my clothes so I would be naked as last time.  I gathered all 
the lengths of rope, a butt plug, pussy beads, ankle restraints, 3 small 
locks, duct tape and a bottle of lube.  Besides all of my toys, I took our 
small safe which we use to store important papers.  I took all this from our 
master bedroom over to the living room which was on the opposite corner of 
the house.

I was now able to put my plan into motion.  I opened the three locks and put 
those keys inside the safe.  The safe was locked and placed in the far 
corner of the living room.  I took the key to the safe, ran back to the 
bedroom, and dropped it on the floor in the farthest corner.  I jogged back 
to the living room to start phase two.

I put a towel over the sofa and lubed up my butt plug.  It had a fair size 
bulge in the middle and got narrow again towards the base.  It slid into my 
behind with no problem and my tight ass was able to hold it in place. 
Next, I put a little bit of lube on the beads and popped them into me 
already wet pussy.  These are the type of beads that have weights in them 
and rattle as you move.  I was being careful not to rub my pussy so I wouldn't 
climax too soon.  Simply sitting on the sofa was making the plug and beads 
feel good.  The next step was an idea of my own that I added to the mix.  I 
applied a thin layer of lube to the inside of each leg and a little extra 
around the crotch area.  The idea was to feel more wet and slippery when I 
tied my legs together.

I was now ready to start the actual bondage.  I took one length of rope and 
wrapped it numerous times around my ankles.  I wrapped a cinch knot the way 
they showed online and made sure to tie the knot on the top of my ankles. 
With the knot on top, it would make it harder for me to reach later.  With 
the other two lengths of rope, I tied just below my knees and my thighs in 
the same manner.  With the feeling of tight ropes and lube squeezing out, my 
heart was starting to pound.  The next step was not really required, but it 
would make the release take longer.  I wrapped the duct tape over the ropes, 
being careful to avoid contact with skin.   The white rope was almost all 
covered and it looked like my legs were taped together.

I attached both of the leather fur-lined wrist cuffs.  The strap had an 
optional place to put a lock.  One small lock was secured on each wrist to 
avoid the easy escape.  Before finalizing my helplessness, I took a moment 
to review my plan.  I would lock my wrists behind my back to my knees.  I 
would have to wiggle my way across the house to get the key to the safe.  I 
would have to make my way back to the living room and open the safe to get 
the other lock keys.  I could then free my hands, peel the tape and untie my 
legs.

I laid flat on the sofa and tried to loop the cuffs into the rope around my 
knees behind my back.  This was more difficult than expected since the rings 
on the cuffs weren't long enough to easily pass under the rope.  Lube was 
getting over everything including the lock, making it hard to hold onto. 
Somehow I got the lock around both cuffs and was able to squeeze it shut. 
All that struggling was making the butt plug and pussy beads do their job. 
I remained still in somewhat of a hogtied position to catch some breath.  I 
wiggled my fingers around but could only feel tape.  I could not reach the 
knot on the opposite side or even tell where the edge of the tape was.

It was time now to start the trek for the keys.  I tried to sit up on the 
sofa, but with my arms tied down below my knees, it made it quite awkward. 
I more had to slide off the sofa onto the floor.  As I wasn't used to this, 
I didn't have the balance and dropped to floor and rolled around.  My 
immediate sensation was not pain, but the 'thump thump' of the beads that 
swayed in my pussy.  That and the feeling of my large exposed breasts 
pressing into the carpet.  My first instinct was to reach out and start 
crawling.  Of course that didn't work.  I tried to swing my legs forward, 
but my tied hands wouldn't allow for it.  I was tossing around, but not 
moving towards my destination.  The extra lube and me two penetrating 
companions were making themselves known again.  I sat up on my knees 
thinking it can't be that hard to move.  With another involuntary movement, 
I tried to move my legs and fell forward again.  Half panic and half sexual 
excitement started to set in as I knew that I had to go across the house and 
back again to get free.

I found that a rolling movement made more progress.  It was causing my 
sensitive breasts to be pressed into the floor, but I was able to deal with 
it.  When I rolled on my back, the butt plug would get an extra push.   I 
tried some other positions, like trying to slide along on my back.  I was 
realizing that there was not going to be a simple way.  I alternated my 
methods and made it to the hallway which was barely half way to the bedroom. 
With all the tossing, I was hitting the walls in the narrow hallway causing 
some added frustration.  I made it to the spare room where the door was open 
and a tall mirror in view.  I stared at my reflection and found it amazing. 
My hair was a mess, my chest pushed out and arms pulled back.  The 
appearance of being tied up was also a turn on for me.  After some rest, I 
was able to get a grip with my feet and elbows and lift myself down the 
hall.

It was a relief when I entered the master bedroom, although I wasn't 
finished yet since the key was in an awkward spot.  The room looked 
different when laying flat on the floor.  I was determined and made it to 
the key.  The next question was how to hold onto the key all the way back. 
I was able to stick it to some of the duct tape and started the journey 
back.  I felt the key fall a few times, so I held it in my hand to make sure 
it wasn't lost.  It was the same tossing and twisting on the way back.  The 
two penetrating invaders were starting to win the sexual battle.  I wasn't 
sure if I was cumming or if it was just the feeling of lube.  The lube was 
working its way down my ass crack and all over my body from the rolling 
around.  There were a few times where my body was trembling uncontrollably 
from not being able to touch myself or be able to stop the teasing in me 
pussy.

Escape was in sight as I rolled my way onto the soft carpet in the living 
room.  Even though it was a simple task of opening the safe and unlocking 
myself, the minutes continued to pass.  I was pretty much exhausted with the 
struggling, the orgasms and the time it all took.   I made it to the safe 
and fumbled with the key behind my back.  It was either backwards or 
slipping through my fingers.  The lid to the safe opened and was able to 
retrieve the keys to my cuff locks.  Each lock had a different key.  The 
lock attaching the two cuffs was still under the rope and tape and was too 
hard to reach.  I worked on one of the locks on the cuff itself.  It seemed 
to take for ever, not being able to see what I was doing.  With one lock 
off, I was able to start unbuckling the cuff.  Finally, with one hand free, 
I was able to touch my nipples and the top part of my pussy.  I was not able 
to pull the open cuff under the ropes, so I had to find the proper key and 
unlock the other wrist and undo the buckle.  After a little stretch, I 
started working on removing the tape.  Lube was covering everything 
including my fingers.  I had a hard time lifting the edge of the super 
sticky duct tape.  Since I wasn't making progress very fast, I went ahead 
and removed the butt plug.  I found the string for my pussy beads.  My legs 
were still tight together, but since I was so wet and slippery, they slid 
out easily.   Eventually I was able to peel the tape off and get the ropes 
loose.

My first task with my freedom was to please my burning pussy.  I rubbed 
myself silly as I laid naked in the middle of my living room.  I needed more 
so I ran back to the toy drawer and got out my best dildo.  It only took a 
few seconds of deep pumping before I started to squirt my juice on the bed. 
I passed out with the dildo still in my hand for a well deserved rest.

The Next Day:

I woke up Sunday to bright sun shining in the windows.  It was a really warm 
night, so I had slept totally nude.  I stretched my arms and legs to relax 
my muscles.  I happened to be stretching in a spread eagle position.  I didn't 
do it intentionally, but my mind went straight to X-Rated thoughts when I 
realized it.  I stayed in that position and twisted around, rubbing my 
nipples and pussy on the sheets. With Rick still away, there was nobody 
besides myself to caress those areas.

Expecting Rick to be home sometime today, I had started cleaning the house 
and tried to get myself ready for work tomorrow.  I was going about my 
business, when Rick had called.  He said that his business meeting went 
great.  Then with a different tone of voice, he said, "But.".  The 1-second 
pause nearly broke my heart, because I knew what that meant.  He told me 
things were looking extremely positive and the big-shots wanted him to stay 
another day or two.  Before I could say anything, Rick apologized over and 
over and said how much wanted to be home with me.  I told him that I knew 
how important his business was for both of us.  We had a little chat about 
other events.  I didn't hint to anything sexual that I had been doing.

I get up at the same time the sun rises and Rick had called just before 
noon.  It was still very early in the day and I was burning for sex.  I had 
been waiting for it sometime today.  I felt like I could go out and screw 
some stranger to fill the desire.  "Maybe I'll have to restrain myself 
 again", I said laughing out loud.

The decision was immediate.  The plan was already ready, since I came across 
it yesterday when browsing online.  I didn't feel like crawling around on 
the floor like yesterday.  Today would be more comfortable.  The first order 
of business was to get the ice made.  Do you see where this is going?  :)  I 
found a small container which wouldn't crack when frozen.  I loaded the 
bottom half with ice cubes and put the handcuff key on top.  More ice cubes 
and cold water filled the container and it was placed in the freezer.  When 
frozen, the key with a very long length of string attached, would be solid 
in the middle.

With the first step underway, I headed out to the garage for some supplies. 
We don't own proper spreader-bars yet, so I had to make my own.  I found 
some eye-bolts for the rope to loop though.  For the bars, I used old wooden 
broom sticks.  The construction was very simple. just two eye-bolts at each 
end of the stick.  The pair of bolts on the first stick were spaced apart to 
tie my ankles.  The bolts on the second stick were a little wider to fit my 
thighs.  When finished my legs would be separated very wide, but not to be 
uncomfortable.

I would be spending my time on our soft sofa.  I need a way to secure the 
handcuffs to the sofa, so I got a chain and hooked it to the innards of the 
sofa behind the cushions.  The chain loop was closed with a padlock and the 
handcuffs would feed though the chain.  Since I wasn't going to be moving 
around, I wanted to record this event.  I setup the video camera on its 
tripod and placed it fairly high so it would be looking down on me.  I didn't 
want the tape to run out on the camera, so I wheeled out the TV and VCR from 
the bedroom.  The TV would let me see myself and I could record to a 6-hour 
tape on the VCR.  I didn't expect it to take that long, but wanted to be 
sure.

The ice was almost ready.  I tested the video camera and got some rope and 
toys.  For today, I went with a small butt-plug, nipple clamps, and a "Venus 
Butterfly" strap-on vibrator.  I didn't want the melted ice to make a mess, 
so I got a larger wash-bucket to hold the ice cube and put some weight in it 
so it wouldn't tip when I tug on the string.    If you were wondering. No, I'm 
not just going to sit there in silence and wait.  Rick had been working on 
putting our favorite porn videos on one 6-hour video tape.  I'll be watching 
that on our big TV in the living room.

It was now time for the fun to start.  I stripped out of the little clothes 
I had on and left them in the living room floor in front of me.  The porn 
tape was ready and the remote was on the sofa.  I got the ice container from 
the freezer and went back to start the camera and VCR recording.  I stepped 
into view of the camera and gave a little love-letter introduction to Rick. 
I told him how much I was burning for him and that I had to restrain myself 
or I might go looking for some other cock.  I slid the ice out the 
container, which was now hard as a rock and explained what was about to 
happen.  I put the ice in the large bucket and placed that in front of the 
TV.  The string was plenty long to reach back to the sofa and I tied it very 
tightly to the handcuffs so I wouldn't lose it.  I shaved my pussy that 
morning and gave it a little rub before it became impossible.  I asked Rick 
(the camera) if he could see how wet he was making me.

I explained every step as I started tying my ankles.    I put the stick on 
top of my legs and slid the rope through each of the eye-bolts.  The eye was 
only big enough for the rope to go through once.  I put my ankle in the 
loop, and crisscrossed the rope over and under.  When I was finished, it 
felt nice and the stick was not putting pressure directly on my skin.  I 
looked at the camera as I gave my legs a little rub.  I stood up with my 
legs spread and turned around.  I lubed up the butt-plug and bent over so 
Rick could see as I inserted it.  Facing the camera, I strapped on the 
vibrator.  I attached the thigh spreader the same way as the ankles.  I 
massaged my breasts and added the nipple clamps.  "Almost ready", I said to 
the camera.  The whole time I was watching myself on the monitor and it was 
turning me on.

I picked up the remote laying beside me and pressed Play to start the 
hardcore video.  I tossed the remote on the floor to make sure I wouldn't 
try to stop the video early.  I set the vibrator on its lowest setting and 
put the control unit behind my back.  I wanted to be able to play with it 
during the movie.  I held my hand up high for a good view as one handcuff 
snapped shut.  I didn't look away from the camera as I reached behind my 
back and completed my secure bondage by cuffing my other wrist around the 
other chain.  The smile was stuck on my face.  I looked at the camera and 
said, "OK Rick, I'm all yours you the next hour, or two. or three."

The vibrator was tickling my pussy as the first scene started on the 
television.  I could lean forward a bit, but all that did was draw attention 
to the butt-plug.  The girl on the screen was having her breasts fondled and 
I could totally imagine the feeling.  The guy sucked her nipples and moved 
down to her belly and further down to lick her pussy.  The girl was really 
jumping with excitement and I was sitting rather still with only a vibrator 
to lick me.  I reached behind and turned up the intensity a notch and got a 
little jumpy myself.  I'm sure my facial expression towards the camera was 
enough to tell Rick how I was feeling.  The girl pushed away, pinned the guy 
down and started sucking on his dick.  I turned the vibrator back down and 
remembered the feeling of giving a blowjob.  As you would expect, there was 
a full penetration scene.  When the guy was pounding his cock deep in the 
girl, I cranked up my electronic partner.  As the girl wanted to scream from 
cock, I wanted to let loose from the vibrations.

As the video played, I set the vibrator intensity higher or lower depending 
on what the girl was feeling.  For quite a while I was doing good not to 
cum.  There came a scene where the man was very dominant and would not stop 
slamming his dick in the woman.  It looked like she wanted to orgasm, but he 
wouldn't stop stroking long enough to let her.  She was screaming very loud 
and by that time I had my vibrator as high as it could go.  I had tried to 
jump off the sofa, but the chain held me back.  I was pressing my feet on 
the floor lifting my pussy up.  I was fidgeting so much that I couldn't get 
a grip on the vibrator controls.  I looked back and forth from my monitor to 
the movie.  I couldn't hold back as long as that porn star.  I screamed and 
felt my juice trickle out around the vibrator and under my legs.  When I got 
enough strength in my arms, I turned the vibe back down to a minimal level. 
The girl on TV had a chance to rest and cuddle, but I still had my legs 
spread with a soaked pussy.

Since this was a custom made video of favorite clips, there was not much of 
a pause between scenes.  Even if I closed my eyes, the sound would still 
excite me.  If felt like  half the day already passed.  There was a clock in 
view which told me it wasn't even close.  From time to time, I would beg 
Rick to let me out and have his way with me.  I knew it was only a camera I 
was speaking to, but I wanted Rick to be turned on when he saw the tape. 
Unable to stop or pause the video, I sat in my self-bondage and tried to 
enjoy the sensation.  My legs, butt and sofa were all wet with my juices. 
Sweat was forming all over me from the uncontrollable jumping and 
struggling.

The bucket containing the ice was not transparent, so I couldn't tell how 
much was melted.  I decided to start tugging on the string attached to the 
handcuffs.   After all the slack was pulled tight, I carefully tugged to see 
how much weight there was.  It felt quite heavy and wasn't moving.  When I 
let go, there was a thump back into the bucket.  Looks like I had some more 
movie watching ahead of me!

I don't have to say that there was more struggling, juices flowing, 
screaming orgasms and begging my video master to release me.  Before I was 
ready to pass out, I reeled in the key.  It still had some small pieces of 
ice stuck to it, but nothing to stop me.  The cold wet string slid over my 
legs and around my back until I finally had the key in hand.  My sore arms 
reached around for the keyhole and dropped the key over and over.  Finally I 
was able to wiggle out of the cuffs and bring my arms forward.  I pulled off 
the vibrator and was able to lay a hand on my pussy to feel the astounding 
about of cum.

I made one last show for the camera by playing with myself and tasting my 
juice from my fingers.  I untied my legs from the homemade spreader bars and 
bend over in front of the camera so Rick could see the butt plug slide out. 
I decided to leave the camera rolling as I snuggled on the sofa to take a 
rest.

I went upon my normal routine for the rest of the day.  I hardly had a 
chance to do anything when Rick called.  I think he was a little suspicious 
when he asked how my day was.  My voice must have been a little shaky when I 
said I was having a nice day at home.  He told me that he met up with a 
business colleague and had a great opportunity to discuss strategies.  Rick 
said he way truly sorry, and he will be home Monday morning, instead of 
tonight.   He said that he would have a special night planned by the time I 
got home from work.  We chatted about little things and then I was back to 
my chores.

Monday morning it was business as usual in getting ready for work. 
Everything I used over the weekend was packed up and put away.  Before I 
left the house, I wanted to leave Rick a little love letter.  I put my 
homemade video on the coffee table with a note that only said, "Play Me".  I 
locked the door behind me and went off to work.  I was useless for the first 
half of the morning, as I couldn't stop thinking what Rick would do when he 
saw the tape.  I couldn't leave work to go home and hide the tape now.  All 
I was thinking was, "Maybe I made a mistake leaving it there".

I survived the day and made it back the house.  I pulled into the driveway 
and didn't know how to proceed.  I nervously walked to the door to find it 
still locked and thinking possibly Rick was delayed again. I unlocked the 
door, opened it slowly and took a peek inside.

To Be Continued:

        Before I keep writing. I must know if you wish to hear more.
        I don't want to continue if nobody finds it interesting.
        Please write to me at:  SlaveNicole@Hotmail.com and let me know that 
you want to hear more!

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