Path: not-for-mail
Newsgroups: alt.sex.bondage.stories
Subject: Title story: "Kathy's Continuing Saga..." Author: Kathy 103189169
From: xHunter <ryzij@poczta.fm>
Lines: 68
Message-ID: <%PLQh.250198$rN.95526@fe09.news.easynews.com>
X-Complaints-To: abuse@easynews.com
Organization: EasyNews, UseNet made Easy!
X-Complaints-Info: Please be sure to forward a copy of ALL headers otherwise we will be unable to process your complaint properly.
Date: Wed, 04 Apr 2007 11:18:20 +0000
===================
You can at any time to read and comment the Stories sent to us
OR You can always add a favourite story on here http://free.photoset.biz/addstory.html
OR Add a favourite site on here http://free.photoset.biz/addlink.html
The continue of this history http://free.photoset.biz
Free XXX photos on http://tgp.photoset.biz ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Kathy's Continuing Saga...
A little while ago I posted a story and request for ideas about bondage
and tickling. This is a followup about the ordeal Alex cooked up to get
even with me.
Before I start I should probably explain a few things about Alex and myself. We
have been lovers for several years now and while we regularly tie and torment
each other, I view myself as being submissive and masochistic and Alex as
dominant and sadis- tic (oh how she can be sadistic!) Fortunately this works out
quite well for us :-). In devising torments for Alex it is quite rare that I
actually manage to out do things she has previously one to me mainly because I'm
not much into inflicting pain on her and I think she knows this and uses it to
her advantage. When we added tickling to our bondage this opened a whole new
world of possibilities for me because we are both terribly tick- lish and I
don't view tickling as inflicting pain. It seems that the last little torture I
dreamed up for her was the most out of control she has ever been and showed her
just how merciless I can be given the right situation. Not to be upstaged, she
was deter- mined to show me that she hadn't lost her touch when it came to
torturing me. She insisted on using the device I had designed. Considering the
amount of bondage in our sexual lives I didn't see that I really had much of a
choice (besides I was kind of excited about it), it was just a matter of time
until she had me in a position where I couldn't resist. I agreed that she would
get her chance Friday night and so after our usual evening at the gym we
returned to my house with her toting along a bag of toys.
Soon after we got to my house Alex had me strip then grabbed her bag of toys and
led me down to the basement where we had stored my famous torture stool. Once
there she put leather cuffs on my wrists and fastened them behind my back. She
dragged the stool out to the center of the basement play area and sat me in it.
Then she took two lengths of rope and attached them to screw eyes about 7' off
the floor on the walls on either side of the stool I was sitting in. The other
ends of the ropes had snap hooks which she attached to the cuffs on my wrists
after releas- ing them from behind my back. As she tightened the ropes, draw-
ing my arms up and out, I began to get the idea, she wanted to be able to get to
the areas under my arms and along the sides of my chest. She seemed proud of her
little innovation and I knew I was in trouble. Using two more lengths of rope,
she bound my ankles back along the sides of the stool as high as she could. It
was hard to keep from swaying forward but she soon had a fix for that. She put a
3" wide leather strap across my back below my shoulder blades, ran it under my
arms, over my shoulders and buckled it behind my head. Standing on the rungs of
the stool, she attached a length of rope to an overhead screw eye and then tied
the other end to the D ring on the strap across my back. She attached another
piece of rope to the D-ring but just let it hang behind me. Now I was curious, I
was certain she was going to attach it to the back of the stool to hold me down
as I had done with her.
My repeated questions earned me a piece of tape over my mouth. Now that I was
quite helpless to change the course of the evening she promised me that my
ordeal would be something that I wouldn't soon forget. She slowly removed her
clothes while fondling my body and stroking my pussy. When she was completely
naked, and had driven me to the brink of orgasm, she picked up my 10" dildo and
pulled a directors chair over in front of me and sat in it. She told me that if
I squirmed around and brought myself to orgasm that my next orgasm would be with
her working on my breasts with a riding crop. Sliding down into the chair, she
put her legs up over the arm rests presenting me with a good view of her pussy.
While I watched ...
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The continue of this history http://free.photoset.biz
Free XXX photos on http://tgp.photoset.biz