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Tie me up... (intro & part 1)
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Tie me up... (intro & part 1) The following story was inspired by a fantasy that Amakamaria posted in her blog. The story took on a life of its own in my imagination as a multi-part series. Here's her fantasy and my first reply. Amakamaria's Fantasy Background: A serious level of trust has been established but we haven’t yet met. We’ve agreed to the ‘safe word’ and the ‘rules’. You have e-mailed me the name of a hotel, the name I am to check in under and basic instructions. Fantasy: I arrive at the hotel, trembling just a little. Excited that I finally get to meet you, but anxious because a part of me can’t believe that I’ve let you talk me into what is about to happen. But for once in my life, I’m going to just trust my gut and go with it. Excitement, lust and passion take over, and before you know it I’m bouncing up the steps to the lobby. I check in and get my room key. The room is a penthouse accessed by a private elevator. I start to have second doubts but my feet betray me and start walking toward the elevator with a confidence that my inner feelings did not quite match at this time. On the bed is a sheet of paper with instructions neatly written out and here is what it said… 1) Undress; put your clothes in the bedside table… 2) In the drawer you will find a blindfold… Take it out and adjust it so that it fits perfectly… 3) Take a look at the bed carefully; you will see that there are 4 ropes tied with slip knots… 4) Take your time, and when you are ready I want you to lay on your back, slip your feet into the knots and pull firmly… 5) Once they are tight you will have to be cut out of the ropes so make sure you are ready and prepared for what will come next. 6) Dial the front desk and let them know you are ‘ready’ for me. 7) Quickly slip on the eye mask, you will then only have 5 minutes to slip your wrists into the remaining two ropes and wait… I will be right up… Remember the safe word ‘pineapple’ and at any time should you change your mind, want me to stop or feel unsafe simply utter the word. And it all ends… My heart was pounding as I read your note. We had discussed all of this before but suddenly this was almost all too real. My legs started to buckle and I thought I’d pass out right there in the elevator. But I managed to walk through the doors into our room, which was huge. And the elevator doors close and I’m all alone. My heart pounding out of my chest. I’d done the hardest part; I’d made it through the doors. The rest should be easy from here, right?!? I followed the instructions exactly as you laid them out for me. Undressing quickly, and folding my clothes and putting them in the drawer taking out the most beautiful blindfold/mask I have ever seen. It was black almost like a mask you see at a masquerade ball but unable to see through it. The back fastened easily, I slipped it up so I could see as I put my left ankle inside the rope and pulled tight. You were right; the rope would not loosen and would have to be cut off. Taking a deep breath I slipped my right ankle into the rope and did the same thing. My heart beating out of control. It was so loud I could hear it thumping away. Felt like a steam train was racing out of control and off a cliff in my chest. There was no turning back now. My pussy was already so wet, I was a little embarrassed, but there was nothing I could do about it now. I had no idea what was going to happen; I just knew I trusted you completely, and that I wanted this… I picked up the phone took a deep breath and it rang once. Was picked up by a bubbly, perky young woman who before I could say anything said “OK you have 5 minutes left… Follow the rest of the instructions” and hung up… Now my head was spinning out of control, I lay down on my back, sipped my left hand in the knot and pulled. Pulled the eye mask down over my eyes. And almost as if someone else had taken over my body I slipped my right hand into the knot and pulled. It was official. I was tied, and other then the ‘safe’ word there was nothing I could do about it… I heard the elevator door ding and… My First Reply You hear the elevator door ding and slide open. You hear footsteps exit the elevator into the room. Then another ding as the elevator closes. You're alone in the room with a stranger, bound and blindfolded and naked, entirely exposed and vulnerable. You wait, but for now there isn't another sound or touch. You can almost feel the heat of his gaze raking across your body. It makes you even more aware of how you're spread wide open for him. He can see every bit of your arousal – your skin flushed, your breath shallow and quick, your pulse racing, your limbs tense against the bonds, your nipples taut, your thighs<b> damp </font></b>– as you struggle to control the rising tide of your anticipation and desire. The bonds may have restrained your body, but they have set your desires free to race unrestrained. You wait again. From beyond the foot of the bed, below your outstretched legs, you hear the sound of clothing... ...clothing being removed. You hear the slither of shoelaces untying. Then you hear the soft thump of one shoe hitting the floor, followed by the other. Then the brief slide of two socks coming off. Now you know he won't be walking away any time soon. A brief pause. You hear the tug of fabric as shirt buttons are unbuttoned, one after another. Then you hear the longer slide of a shirt being pulled off. You can't help imagining his bare torso leaning over you and his arms taking hold of you. Another pause. You hear the rattle of a belt unbuckling. Then the purr of a zipper unzipping. Then the louder rustle and thump of jeans being pushed down a man's legs and dropped to the floor. You imagine his bare legs and how they'll feel stretched out between yours. And another pause. You hear a final soft slide of fabric, the sound of briefs slipping down a man's legs and being kicked off. He's as naked as you now. Except you can't see him, but he can see everything about you. You can't touch him, but he can touch you any place or any way that he wants. And you hear the first sound from him. Just a quiet "ahhh," the relieved sigh of a very aroused man whose erection has been straining against the confinement of his clothing. You know he's standing there now, rampant with desire. Your imagination fills in the image of his hardened cock stretching out toward you -- its head swollen purple, its shaft ridged with veins, bobbing slightly with the pressure of his pulse, balls pulled up tight underneath, a drop of pre-cum glistening at its tip -- so very ready and eager to thrust into your body that is bound wide open before him. Can your own body hold back from responding? Can you hold still at this point? Can you hold back from a moan of desire, a shiver of anticipation, a twist of unmet need? But now a longer pause stretches onward. You wait, and wait some more, waiting for his first touch... How are you feeling now? Would you like me to continue? Continued in Tie me up part 2 |
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