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Subject: The Game 1 (Mf Bondage) Repost
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THIS STORY IS FICTIONAL, IT CONTAINS GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS OF SEX AND
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The Game

By JW

The rules and parameters of the game had been agreed at the start. He
led Julia naked into the sparsely furnished room her hands were
fastened behind her back by a pair of thin steel bands, a chain ran
from her wrists between her legs to a collar fixed tightly around her
neck. She felt the chain brush against her breasts and on the inside
of her thighs as she walked. She was mildly irritated by the sensation
which although pleasurable left her unsatisfied, wanting more.  She
wanted to pull on the chain to force it deep between her legs but she
felt coy about making such a display.  She would have to wait.

The room was some twenty feet square the walls at each end were
covered with thick drapes that muffled what little sound there was
from outside. The ceiling was high and in the centre of the room was
fixed a large "H" frame like those she remembered from her school days
in the gym. The cross bar was raised three quarters of the way to the
ceiling allowing plenty of room for a man or woman to walk underneath
without having to stoop. In front of the frame was the largest
television Julia had ever seen and next to it a video camera mounted
on a tripod. A little behind the camera and off to one side was a
large comfortable arm chair draped in a heavy velvet fabric. He walked
up to the frame, turned, and beckoned her towards him. She now saw
that attached to the extremities of the frame by chains were leather
cuffs for the wrists and ankles, she realised that the game would
involve her  being chained standing up her legs and arms spread wide
apart. 

He stood her in the centre of the frame facing the camera and released
one of her hands. He quickly took her wrist and raised it above her
head where he began to buckle it into the leather cuff. The cuff was
large and lined with a soft fleecy material which held her wrist
firmly but comfortably. She smiled as she watched him fumble with the
straps and buckles, he returned her gaze with an irritated expression
but said nothing. Once he had secured her right wrist  he unlocked her
other arm, letting the handcuffs dangle on their chain between her
legs, he raised her arm above her head and with greater confidence
buckled the other restraint about her wrist.

She now stood in the middle of the room her hands raised above her
head her elbows gently crooked, the cuffs which fitted snugly  around
her wrists comfortably supported the weight of her arms. He stood
behind her, she could feel his tight fitting leather shorts pressed
against her, he buried his head in her neck exploring her skin with
his lips. He ran his hands over her breasts and torso sending shivers
over her body, she reacted by pressing herself against him pulling her
arms hard against the chains.  He moved his hand down her body
caressing the golden hairs of her womanhood. She could feel herself
moist between her legs and she tried to press her body against his
exploring fingers to make him touch her inside, but his only reaction
was to move his hand away. 

He walked around and stood a few feet in front of her, she could see
the bulge in his black leather shorts and he was breathing was
heavily. He stepped forward and unclipped the chain form her collar
discarding it to one side. She looked up at him. "Will you touch me
again." she asked. He ran his hand over her breast  squeezing the
nipple gently between thumb and fore finger. She closed her eyes
enjoying the sensation, but no sooner had it started than it stopped.
When she opened her eyes he had moved away and was reaching behind the
armchair for something. He found what he was looking for and walked
back towards her holding what appeared to her to be a collection of
straps. Taking up position behind her he started to caress her body
again, she could feel the straps brush against her as he moved his
hands, but now she was worried, what were they for? His hands moved up
over her breasts, then suddenly he pulled her head back, she let out a
gasp and immediately felt something being forced into her mouth. It
was a gag. Quickly he buckled the straps behind the back of her head,
there were other straps which went over the top of her head joining
those at the back, the harness felt like a cage about her face. 

She now could no longer talk. She experimented but only a few garbled
sounds came out. She stopped.

He continued his exploration of her body with his hands every so often
bending down to kiss or explore with his tongue parts that appeared to
interest him. The gag was not uncomfortable and after a short time she
got used to the sensation of it on her face. He had now moved back in
front of her and was on his knees kissing her thighs, she felt his
hand reach down to her ankle and then the feel of the leather cuff
being buckled around it. She then felt a pressure on the other ankle
trying to move it apart she acquiesced and soon felt the pressure of
the one remaining cuff being fitted. 

He stood up and moved back a few feet to admire his handy work, she
was now standing in the centre of the frame her arms were raised and
chained to either end of the cross beam. Her feet were attached to the
bottom corners of the frame the length of the chains forcing her to
keep them spread about 18 inches apart. "Are the cuffs OK? They’re not
hurting I hope?"  he said in a concerned voice. She started to speak
but immediately stopped embarrassed by the sounds that came though the
gag, her face flushed red and she shock her head averting her eyes.

He now knelt down beside her, she could hear the sound of the chains
being moved. Suddenly, her legs were pulled far apart  and she had to
pull hard one the chains tethering her arms to stop herself falling
forward. Her legs we now spread some three feet apart, she suddenly
felt very vulnerable she felt her face flush hot at her sense of
helpless. He now turned his attention to a handle attached at waist
height to the side of the frame, she heard a ratchet click and felt
her arms being drawn higher above her head. As the ratchet continued
and her arms moved slowly higher, the relaxed position of her body now
began to change. Just as the point was reached where she was starting
to have to stand on tip toe he stopped.

She now felt very different to when he first chained her, her whole
body was now  stretched taught , she could now  hardly move at all.
The angle of her legs felt unnatural and made her feel very exposed.
She realised with a thrill of excitement that her body now belonged
totally to the man she had agreed to play this erotic game with.

He walked to the front of the room and pulled on a cord, the drapes
parted to reveal a large mirror with her reflection staring back at
her. Julia was fascinated by what she saw, the person staring back at
her, the face partly obscured by the head harness and gag, was her yet
felt so different. She watched him take up position behind her, he
began to pour hot oil on to her body, his hands glided effortlessly
over her. He moved his hands, slick with the oil, between her legs and
with a gasp of pleasure felt him caress her clitoris.  With both hands
he now explored deep inside her, she now moaned freely from behind the
gag her earlier inhibitions  slipping away. The fact that she could
take no active part in this seemed to heighten her pleasure, it as if
her brain sensing that her body was no longer hers had abandoned it
and was devoting its self to the one remaining faculty it could enjoy.
He returned his attention to her upper body massaging her tits and
nipples dragging his nails across her stomach causing her to buck and
gasp  at the sensation. Slowing the intensity of  his caresses
subsided, he stepped back from her. She saw herself in the mirror, her
hair was now oily and hanging lank on her shoulders but the rest of
her body glistened. Her strained posture was now causing a dull ache
to develop in her shoulders and she explored what little movement she
had left in her body to try to find a different position; all the time
watching herself in the mirror mesmerised by what she saw.

He now moved to the camera and looking through the view finder he
began to adjust the controls, There was a whirr and a red light
appeared on the front of the camera as it started to record. He stood
up and being careful not to walk in front of the camera placed a tape
in video recorder and switched the television on. A picture appeared
on the large screen of her chained spread eagled to the frame. Julia
watched herself on the screen fixated by what she saw, but something
was wrong. 

Julia realised with a shock that the woman in the picture was not her,
the skin was darker and her hair much shorter. The shock of this
unexpected event caused her to struggle against her chains, still in
shock she now looked across at the man, trying to find some
explanation for this strange twist. He had now sat down in the chair
he was looking back at her watching her every reaction, his hand
gently massaging his erect prick beneath his leather shorts. Seeing
that no explanation would come from the man Julia returned her gaze to
the screen, she was breathing quickly, her mind was filled with a
feeling of helplessness and loss of control. The man himself now
appeared on the video, walking up to the woman chained in the very
place where Julia now stood he put his hand behind her back and pulled
her hard towards him. Julia her the gasp of the woman as her arms were
stretched suddenly tighter and then a moan as his hand went between
her legs. Julia now craved for the same touch and let out a moan in
sympathy with the woman on the screen Julia started to move her body
as if trying to make some invisible object rub against her. 

She looked back to the man who was now slouched in the chair, he had
unzipped the front of his shorts and was gently stroking his penis.
Her gaze returned to the TV screen where the man had let go of the
woman and appeared to be showing her something, the woman’s reaction
was to back away what little she could shaking her head violently. She
now felt a tinge of fear mixed in with her sexual excitement, what was
he showing her? She did not have to wait long, the man in the TV
walked up to the camera and displayed the device; a crocodile clip
attached by  a short link to what appeared to be a lead weight.  He
walked back to the woman on the screen and standing behind her he
pressed himself hard in to her back forcing her forward against the
pull of the chains that bound her. She was now completely immobile,
reaching in front of her a grabbed one of her breasts with one hand
and then placed the open clip over her erect nipple. Slowly he closed
the clip, beneath he gag the woman on the screen cried out. He
repeated the same operation with the other beast. Julia felt a another
flush of fear and excitement, she knew she could stop the game at
anytime, that had been part of the rules, but If she stopped the game
then she would never know what would happen to the woman. The man had
now moved and was kneeling in front of the woman his hands clasping
her buttocks his tongue deep in side her. If anything the woman’s
excitement was greater now that before her arms and legs tugging
against the chains her head moving back and forth, the sound of her
breath escaping past the gag.

Julia was fixated by this spectacle, her body now began to move in
sympathy with the unknown woman on the screen her whole being now
fixed on the tableau taking place before her on the television.
Sitting in a chair ten feet from Julia and now a million miles form
her thoughts sat the same man his eyes fixed on his captive slave.

Before the woman on the screen could come the man pulled away,
kneeling back he watched as the woman tried to thrust her body towards
him, to make him finish what he had started. Julia’s attention now
switched back to the same man seated in the chair. He was sitting up
watching her and smiling, Julia felt suddenly weak, in his hand he
held the same pair of crocodile clips attached to the lead weights. A
wave of humiliation swept over her, she wanted him to do to her what
he had done to that woman so badly she would submit to anything. He
got up an moved to wards her, almost forgotten now she noticed that
the woman in the TV was still now her head bowed. He was now behind
her, pushing forward she felt the chains tighten on her arms and legs.
She started to shake her head pleading for him to stop, she felt his
hand grasp her breast. Why didn’t she then use the agreed signal? She
new he would stop immediately, she couldn’t, her desire was now far
stronger than the fear she felt, she wanted him to continue. A sharp
pain suddenly erupted from her nipple, she cried out but the sound was
muffled by the gag. He grabbed hold of the other breast and again she
felt the serrated edge of the crocodile clip bite into the tender
flesh. He stood back her body slumped to its original position causing
the weights to bump against her sending needles of pain into her
nipples, her breath came in short gasps.

He stood in front of her, slowly he knelt down, his hands reaching
out, grasping her buttocks, drawing her slowly towards him. She felt
his breath through her triangle of hair,  his tongue began to explore
her once again. Slowly his tongue worked deeper, the sharp pain in her
nipples now changed to a burning sensation, her whole body felt as if
it was on fire. His hands now began too explore her rear, pressing
against her anus causing her body to convulse, Julia was now in the
domain of senses and emotions over which she had no control. She
thrust he body hard into his face, the weights swung forward, she
cried out again and the clips bit into her tender flesh. She felt a
pressure build up inside her, surely she must come soon, through her
haze of yearning and desire she saw the woman on the screen staring
back at her. 

The man began to play with her, tempting her towards the orgasm that
she wanted so badly then backing off at the last moment. After a few
minutes of this play he stopped and sat back on his knees, looking up
at her he whispered "Just a little longer, then I’ll let you come". He
sat back down the chair and closed his eyes.

As if on queue the man appeared back on the television, in his hand
was a wide leather strap which he fixed around the waist of the woman.
His other hand held a more complex device which again he brought up
close to the camera. It was a short leather strap, much narrower than
the one he had buckled around the waist of the woman. At either end
the strap forked into two much thinner straps with holes for fixing
onto buckles. Julia saw that the strap around the woman’s waist had
four such buckles front and back, the straps was clearly designed to
be fixed between the legs of its victim. Attached to the strap was a
large dildo and a textured rubber sleeve designed to simulate the
clitoris. The whole strap was covered in thick oily lubricant. He
walked back to the woman whose body was now moving in anticipation. He
buckled one end of the strap behind her, holding the dildo he started
to brush it between her legs the woman swaying her body in response to
his action. He now started to force the dildo into her anus, Julia her
the woman moan as the dildo slid deep inside her. He now bucked the
other end of the strap to the fastenings on the font of the belt
making sure that the rubber sleeve was tight against her clitoris. He
now grabbed the font of the belt pulling it up and down the woman
moving in concert with the man, Julia could see the belt sliding
between her legs. She felt a hot flush pass over her body knowing that
this would soon be happening to her. Her whole body now ached but she
felt strangely euphoric like that feeling described by athletes  as
they endure the pain of competition.

He had now let go of the woman and reached up to take hold of a cord
attached to the side of the frame, Julia saw that the cord went up to
the ceiling over a pulley and was attached to the cross member of the
frame. He let go of the rope which now dropped straight down from the
ceiling a few inches from the woman’s back. Kneeling down he threaded
the excess through a ring in the floor he then reached up and threaded
the loose end through the strap running between the woman’s legs. He
pulled down hard on the rope causing the woman to moan as the strap
moved against her clitoris, he tied the rope off. The woman now
started to move her body again, the rope now causing the strap to rub
against her as she moved. Moving to the side of the frame the man
grasped the handle and started to lower the beam.

Julia now realised that as the beam was lowered it was pulling on the
cord and through the pulleys forcing the helpless woman into a
squatting position as the rope attached to the strap passing between
her legs pulled her down. He continued to turn the handle until the
woman was forced down about 9 inches, she now had the choice of either
hang by her wrists or taking the full weight of her body on her leg
muscles. The woman started to move her body shifting her weight
between her arms and legs, each time she moved Julia could see the
strap sliding inside her. The woman’s face was now bright red, her
breath now came in short rapid gasps from behind the gag. He stood
behind her, his hands running over her torso and between her legs. The
woman’s contorted body was now in constant motion, the sound of her
gasps became moans, sweat was pouring off her body. Julia watched
spellbound as the movements became faster and more violent, the
weights clamped to her nipples were now swinging and bumping off her
body, Julia glanced down briefly at the same devices attached to her
own breasts and wondered what then woman could be feeling, she would
know soon enough. The woman was close to orgasm, he body was straining
hard trying to bring her to the brink. Suddenly the tempo of her
movements changed,  she flung back her head and let out a series of
long moans, her body convulsed three times and then it was over. As
the picture on the television faded to darkness Julia could see the
unknown woman hanging limp from her wrists, her body, mind, and spirit
now totally drained.

Julia felt her heart beating hard, her body felt strange, her arms and
legs chained wide apart allowing the man who sat in the chair opposite
unrestricted access to the most private parts of her body. The gag in
her mouth removing the last remnant of her normal civilised existence;
the ability to speak, to reason to beg. The weights clamped cruelly to
her nipples made her feel totally helpless to influence the events
that were taking place around her. She now had lost all track of time,
the man in front of her controlled every sensation and emotion that
she felt. Yet she only had to make the signal that they had agreed at
the start of the game and he would release her immediately, give back
to her control of her mind and body. Then why didn’t she make the
signal? She realised with a flush of excitement that she didn’t want
the responsibilities of controlling her body and emotions, not just
yet, she wants to man to do to her what he had done to the woman. She
wanted her mind to be filled with feelings, sensations, and emotions
so strong as to block out all other thoughts of her normal every day
existence, to die the little death of erotic fulfilment.

The man now walked towards her hold the belt and strap, but instead if
putting it on her discarded it to one side. She now saw he was naked,
his black leather shorts lay in front of the chair. He pressed his
body against hers and she felt the heat of his erect penis against her
stomach, he started to kiss her forehead, her eyes, the side of her
mouth. She felt his hands slide over her body, she whimpered beneath
the gag as he caressed her tender nipples. She now felt his prick
between her legs and then it being forced deep inside her, her body
was almost lifted from the ground by the power of his thrust. Grabbing
hold of the chains tethering Julia’s wrists to steady himself the man
now started a rhythmic pumping. His face was flushed, his eyes closed,
and his breath coming in rapid spurts. The movement became more
frantic, Julia now felt a strange joy knowing that finally she was in
some way controlling him. She felt his pumping become more urgent.
Suddenly she felt him come inside her. 

He pulled away from her and stood for a moment in front of her
breathing heavily, "Now for you". He reached down, picked up the belt
and buckled it tightly around Julia’s waist.

She watched him kneel down in front of her his hands reaching behind
her to attach one end of the strap to the belt encircling her waist.
He now started to rub the dildo between her legs she felt her sexual
excitement rise again, she was now moving her body trying to enhance
the sensations washing over her. Suddenly she felt the dildo press
hard against her anus, there was the briefest jab of pain as the rod
started to enter her body and then a strange sensation as she felt it
slide deep within her. He held on to the free end of the strap and as
Julia moved her body she felt the dildo slip and slide within her.
With his finger he parted the lips of  her vulva, she now felt the
rubber sleeve make contact with her most sensitive areas. Far from
being smooth the sleeve was covered with dozens of  tiny rubber spikes
which magnified the sensations caused by the smallest of movements of
the strap against her body. He bucked the end of the strap to the belt
locking into place the devices which had caused the woman on the
screen to humiliate her self totally before the same man.
 
He now released the rope letting it fall down behind her, she was
trembling with expectation and trepidation. Kneeling down in front of
her she watched him thread the rope carefully through the ring
fastened to the floor below her. Very gently he reached up and started
to feed the rope through the metal ring attached to the underside of
the strap between her legs. The movement of the rope against the ring
sent tiny vibrations running through the strap which in turn sent
waves of pleasure radiating out from her clitoris. The slack in the
rope was used up. He pulled down hard on the free end making her moan
as the strap suddenly moved against her forcing the dildo to slide
deep inside her. He tied a knot in the rope and stood up.

With the rope now tied tightly between her legs any movement she made
caused the strap to slide against her, thus moving the dildo gripped
by her anus and causing in the sleeve to rub against her clitoris. She
tried moving her body slightly and was immediately rewarded by a rush
of sensation. He stood close behind her looking at her through the
mirror, she returned his gaze. "Look at yourself, look how turned on
you are, you will be the catalyst for other who follow you to
experience what you feel now." He started to lower the bar.

Her body was forced down by the pull of the rope, she felt the rubber
pad brush against her and the dildo slide in and out of her as she
tried to match her body movement with that of the frame. The pressure
on her leg muscles was now becoming intense, they could no longer take
the weight of her body, she let her legs buckle her wrists now taking
her full weight. As she moved the strap slid against her sending a
wave of pleasure washing over her. She could not hang from her wrist
for more than a few seconds, forcing her legs down she raised her body
pulling hard against the rope, the strap moved again sending another
wave of pleasure through her body. She could not bear it. He body was
now moving continuously trying to find some point which would give her
some respite from this torture. But each time she moved the strap slid
against her moving the dildo within her and rubbing the pad against
her clitoris driving her wild with desire. She saw herself in the
mirror, her legs bent, squatting like some exotic dancer, the muscles
tense and knotted. Her face was bright red, sweat pouring off her from
the exertion, she could taste its salty flavour and feel its sting in
her eyes. Her breath came in quick bursts interspersed with moans of
desire and cries of pain and pleasure. 

Just when she felt she could take no more she found hidden reserves
from deep within her. Her movements became more violent and her cries
louder, the dildo and pad now had a life of their own as her body
fought against the ropes and chains which bound her, her breasts
burned with a hot fire caused by the cruel weights which were swinging
wildly against her body. Gradually her body began to change she could
feel herself coming close to the release which her mind and body
craved.

She saw herself again in the mirror, how different she looked  now
from the demure person who first walked into the room, her body
contorted straining wildly against the chains holding her captive. She
wondered how many other people would see the video her trying to force
the climax she craved, she didn’t care, her whole world was now this
prison of straps and chains and her only release was to reach the
final orgasm.

Without warning the orgasm exploded about her. Her body convulsed she
flung her head back and screamed beneath the gag.

She had used up her last once of energy and passion, she slumped
forward hanging limply form the chains binding her wrists her legs no
incapable of supporting her weight. Presently she felt his hand remove
the weights form her nipples and the cuffs from her ankles. She felt
her body being gently lifted and the chains removed from the bands
surrounding her wrists. He carried her out of the room and laid her on
a soft bed. He unbuckled the gag from her face, at last she could
speak again but now the tiredness that she felt prevented her from
saying anything. He removed the belt from her waist, the last
sensation that she felt was of the dildo sliding from out of her body.

She slept.




