Bound by Female bodybuilder (F/M)
Posted: Sun May 24, 2020 6:52 pm
This is my first story.
I'll start by describing myself. I'm Evan,I'm 5'10. 26 years old and in decent shape,not big with muscles but very toned and defined as i go to the gym every day. I work in a bar and i have brownish moppy hair.
I live in an apartment with my roommate Mandy. She's 52 years old and she's bisexual. She isn't drop dead gorgeous or anything,she's kind of a BBW. She has long sandy coloured hair and no matter what she wears, you can always see the shape of her big breasts. It's possible that she had a boob job when she was younger because they look great.
Anyway,she has a girlfriend,who i will get to later. I think it's because she's already in a relationship is the reason why i never thought too much about her in a sexual way.
We've only been living together for a little over a year. I was eager to move out of my parents house and there was an ad online for a room to let that was near my work. I jumped at the opportunity because with the way the economy was i couldn't be picky.
As far as Mandy was concerned,she liked me when she met me and was happy to have someone else with the rent. She worked part time as a baker.
Now about her girfriend. Her name is Rhonda. She's only been dating Mandy for about 7 months. She is a body builder who just turned 40. She has muscles everywhere. She's about 6'2 and has dark hair that's always tied in a bun. When she's not wearing her lycra leggings and tank top after coming from the gym,she usually wears very tight jeans and tight tops. Everything she wears is tight in order to show off her amazing physique.
But here's the thing. Rhonda does not like me. I think she resents me because i live with her girlfriend. We're always cordial with each other when Mandy is around but if Mandy goes to the bathroom,there is always this awkward silence. And sometimes when i come home from work,Mandy will greet me but Rhonda always shoots me a death stare as if I'm ruining something.
What bugs me is Rhonda lives 6 doors away in the same
Complex. So why dont they just hang out there instead?
Anyway,this is where the story gets crazy. It was Valentines day and i finished work early. I was supposed to work until 2 oclock in the morning but my work buddy wanted to swap shifts so i was arranged to work the following day instead so i headed for home.
It was pouring rain,and it was about a 5 minute walk. I was soaked to the skin when i walked through my front door. As i took off my shoes in the hall,i immediately got a nice smell of food coming from the kitchen. "Is that you hun?" Came a voice from the kitchen. Thats not Mandys voice i thought,and I'm certainly not hun. Before i could answer Rhonda appeared from the kitchen and a huge look of dissappointment fell on her face.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" She said. "Uh...i live here i replied"
"You're supposed to be working late" said Rhonda
"I got off early,what are you doing here,wheres Mandy?"
Rhonda held her hand to her head in frustration as i continued to take off my shoes. "Goddammit,you weren't supposed to be here,I'm making a surprise dinner for Mandy when she gets home, you need to go somewhere else i have a special night planned!"
"What do you mean go somewhere,i have nowhere to go" i said.
"Hang out in my place for the evening" said Rhonda
"What" i said " I'm not doing that,I'm gonna hang out in my bedroom out of both your way and where I'll be comfortable"
She kept arguing with me and stood at my bedroom door as i started rooting out a change of clothes so i could shower. I grabbed a towel and Rhonda asked me what i was doing. "I'm taking a shower" i replied.
She kept yapping as i closed the bathroom door in her face.
The bathroom door never had a lock. Something i always promised to install some day but never got around to. I thought to myself,she's crazy,she'll probably walk in while im showering and argue again. I started bathing in the shower. I thought i heard a sound so i peered out the curtain to check but thankfully she had not entered the bathroom. I was about 10 minutes in the shower and when i was done i stepped out of the shower and started drying myself off. I put my socks on,then my underwear,then my blue jeans and then i couldn't find my t shirt.
I knew i had brought it with me because i specifically picked it out. I thought to myself did she smeak in and take my shirt just for badness. And i did hear a sound that time aswell. I put on my shoes and left the bathroom,shirtless. I headed for my bedroom to double check i hadn't left it there instead of accusing Rhonda first. I checked everywhere but there was no sign of it. I knew i had to confront her,which made me nervous.
Then,out of nowhere,I'm grabbed from behind. My arms were hanging by my side so when i was grabbed,my arms pinned to my side. I'm pushed face down on my bed. I couldn't see who was behind me but i just knew it was Rhonda. I struggled but her powerfull legs kept me down as she sat on my ass. "Stop Struggling" came Rhondas voice. I struggled as hard as i could. "Get the fuck off me you psycho " i Said as i felt my arms being pulled behind my back,then i felt a cold solid steel wrapping around my wrists and and clicking sound.
She had just hand cuffed me!
She got off me and i flipped over onto my back so i could see her. I felt myself go red in the face after being defeated by this Amazon. "What the fuck is wrong with you" i yelled. She stood there,proud,with her hands on her hips. "I ran down to my apartment when you were showering,and grabbed my cuffs" she proclaimed proudly. I didn't even question why she owned handcuffs,it just didnt surprise me.
"You could've burned the place down,you're supposed to be cooking" i said.
"Oh stop with the drama,and get up" she grabbed from under my arm and pulled me up. She pushed me to front door and opened it. "Where the fuck are we going ?" I said. She just shhhhd me and peered down the hall.
"Ok" she said "its in your best interest not to make a sound or the neighbours are gonna come out and see you handcuffed and topless" with that,she bent down in front of me,wrapped and big arms around my knees and hoisted me up over her shoulder.
All i could see was her ass,which in fairness to her,was big and beautiul. In my opinion,it was her only good feature,but i did not find myself attracted to her at all . I felt myself bouncing and her shoulder digging into my stomach. She was running with me over her shoulder. As pissed as i was,i couldn't help feel impressed. She opened a door and brought me inside to what i gathered, was her apartment. It was my first time in it.
She opened another door and next thing i know,i am flung off her shoulder,but it was a soft landing. I was on her bed. Before i could get my bearings i felt my shoes being removed and then she started pulling off my jeans,i panicked a bit,i dont know why. "Wait what are you doing?" I asked.
I heard her chuckle, " oh my god,tighty whities? Are you freaking kidding me"
Even though wearing briefs was my choice. Being handcuffed and stripped down to them by a person who has zero sexual desires or intentions for you,was embarrassing .
"No wonder you're single you nerd" she mocked.
She pulled open a drawer and pulled out some rope,threw the rope on my chest and left the room.
What the fuck was going on. One minute I'm walking into my apartment,now 20 minutes later,I've literally being kidnapped by my roommates muscle bound lesbian partner.
She returned a few seconds after,dragging a kitchen chair behind her. She pulled me up and sat me down in the chair,and removed my jeans which had been around my ankles. She got to work with the rope,tying each of my legs to the front legs of the chair.
Then she looped a rope through the cuffs and tied the rope to wooden bar that ran horizontally at the back of the chair.
"There" she said, "that should be enough to hold someone like you. I told you i needed you gone,i offered you my place for the night,but you wouldn't take it. Now you've ended up here anyway, albeit,a bit tied up."
"Untie me now" i demanded " i get the message,you can have the apartment to yourselves for the night,just let me go"
"No,i dont think so. I want you sit here and think about things,maybe consider moving out so i can move in with Mandy."
She went to leave but then stopped at the door,and studied me for a few seconds.... " you know,anytime i ever had a chick tied up. I'd always gag her. But in your case a gag isn't needed cos if you scream for help and someones comes to your rescue,they're gonna find you in those nerdy little briefs,and that would be humiliating, besides i don't want any of my expensive gags in your mouth.
We just stared at each other for a few seconds,then she started to approach me,she reached down and grabbed me by the balls and then started feeling my dick,through my underwear.
"You know usually a guy would be turned on by being tied up by a hot chick,but you're not one bit hard down here. You must be genuinly scared"
I looked straight in her eyes and said " if it were any other woman,i would be hard but you're not a 'hot chick'. You're a fucking bi MMMMPPHHH"
Rhonda had clasped her big hand over my mouth before i could finish my sentence and said "on second thought,maybe you do need to be gagged,but like i said,I'm not using my gags"
She reached down to my feet and started removing my white socks,she started to ball one up.
"Wait,no,sorry please dont MMMMPHH"
She stuffed one of the socks deep into my mouth,at least it was clean. Then,using her big arms she stretched out the other sock as much as she could and tied it tight around my head. The only sounds i could make were an MMMPHing sound,which seemed to amuse her,i struggled with my bonds in the chair as she stood at the door and said with a smile "dont go anywhere" she flicked the lightswitch off and closed the door leaving me bound and gagged in my nothing but my briefs.
END OF PART ONE
I'll start by describing myself. I'm Evan,I'm 5'10. 26 years old and in decent shape,not big with muscles but very toned and defined as i go to the gym every day. I work in a bar and i have brownish moppy hair.
I live in an apartment with my roommate Mandy. She's 52 years old and she's bisexual. She isn't drop dead gorgeous or anything,she's kind of a BBW. She has long sandy coloured hair and no matter what she wears, you can always see the shape of her big breasts. It's possible that she had a boob job when she was younger because they look great.
Anyway,she has a girlfriend,who i will get to later. I think it's because she's already in a relationship is the reason why i never thought too much about her in a sexual way.
We've only been living together for a little over a year. I was eager to move out of my parents house and there was an ad online for a room to let that was near my work. I jumped at the opportunity because with the way the economy was i couldn't be picky.
As far as Mandy was concerned,she liked me when she met me and was happy to have someone else with the rent. She worked part time as a baker.
Now about her girfriend. Her name is Rhonda. She's only been dating Mandy for about 7 months. She is a body builder who just turned 40. She has muscles everywhere. She's about 6'2 and has dark hair that's always tied in a bun. When she's not wearing her lycra leggings and tank top after coming from the gym,she usually wears very tight jeans and tight tops. Everything she wears is tight in order to show off her amazing physique.
But here's the thing. Rhonda does not like me. I think she resents me because i live with her girlfriend. We're always cordial with each other when Mandy is around but if Mandy goes to the bathroom,there is always this awkward silence. And sometimes when i come home from work,Mandy will greet me but Rhonda always shoots me a death stare as if I'm ruining something.
What bugs me is Rhonda lives 6 doors away in the same
Complex. So why dont they just hang out there instead?
Anyway,this is where the story gets crazy. It was Valentines day and i finished work early. I was supposed to work until 2 oclock in the morning but my work buddy wanted to swap shifts so i was arranged to work the following day instead so i headed for home.
It was pouring rain,and it was about a 5 minute walk. I was soaked to the skin when i walked through my front door. As i took off my shoes in the hall,i immediately got a nice smell of food coming from the kitchen. "Is that you hun?" Came a voice from the kitchen. Thats not Mandys voice i thought,and I'm certainly not hun. Before i could answer Rhonda appeared from the kitchen and a huge look of dissappointment fell on her face.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" She said. "Uh...i live here i replied"
"You're supposed to be working late" said Rhonda
"I got off early,what are you doing here,wheres Mandy?"
Rhonda held her hand to her head in frustration as i continued to take off my shoes. "Goddammit,you weren't supposed to be here,I'm making a surprise dinner for Mandy when she gets home, you need to go somewhere else i have a special night planned!"
"What do you mean go somewhere,i have nowhere to go" i said.
"Hang out in my place for the evening" said Rhonda
"What" i said " I'm not doing that,I'm gonna hang out in my bedroom out of both your way and where I'll be comfortable"
She kept arguing with me and stood at my bedroom door as i started rooting out a change of clothes so i could shower. I grabbed a towel and Rhonda asked me what i was doing. "I'm taking a shower" i replied.
She kept yapping as i closed the bathroom door in her face.
The bathroom door never had a lock. Something i always promised to install some day but never got around to. I thought to myself,she's crazy,she'll probably walk in while im showering and argue again. I started bathing in the shower. I thought i heard a sound so i peered out the curtain to check but thankfully she had not entered the bathroom. I was about 10 minutes in the shower and when i was done i stepped out of the shower and started drying myself off. I put my socks on,then my underwear,then my blue jeans and then i couldn't find my t shirt.
I knew i had brought it with me because i specifically picked it out. I thought to myself did she smeak in and take my shirt just for badness. And i did hear a sound that time aswell. I put on my shoes and left the bathroom,shirtless. I headed for my bedroom to double check i hadn't left it there instead of accusing Rhonda first. I checked everywhere but there was no sign of it. I knew i had to confront her,which made me nervous.
Then,out of nowhere,I'm grabbed from behind. My arms were hanging by my side so when i was grabbed,my arms pinned to my side. I'm pushed face down on my bed. I couldn't see who was behind me but i just knew it was Rhonda. I struggled but her powerfull legs kept me down as she sat on my ass. "Stop Struggling" came Rhondas voice. I struggled as hard as i could. "Get the fuck off me you psycho " i Said as i felt my arms being pulled behind my back,then i felt a cold solid steel wrapping around my wrists and and clicking sound.
She had just hand cuffed me!
She got off me and i flipped over onto my back so i could see her. I felt myself go red in the face after being defeated by this Amazon. "What the fuck is wrong with you" i yelled. She stood there,proud,with her hands on her hips. "I ran down to my apartment when you were showering,and grabbed my cuffs" she proclaimed proudly. I didn't even question why she owned handcuffs,it just didnt surprise me.
"You could've burned the place down,you're supposed to be cooking" i said.
"Oh stop with the drama,and get up" she grabbed from under my arm and pulled me up. She pushed me to front door and opened it. "Where the fuck are we going ?" I said. She just shhhhd me and peered down the hall.
"Ok" she said "its in your best interest not to make a sound or the neighbours are gonna come out and see you handcuffed and topless" with that,she bent down in front of me,wrapped and big arms around my knees and hoisted me up over her shoulder.
All i could see was her ass,which in fairness to her,was big and beautiul. In my opinion,it was her only good feature,but i did not find myself attracted to her at all . I felt myself bouncing and her shoulder digging into my stomach. She was running with me over her shoulder. As pissed as i was,i couldn't help feel impressed. She opened a door and brought me inside to what i gathered, was her apartment. It was my first time in it.
She opened another door and next thing i know,i am flung off her shoulder,but it was a soft landing. I was on her bed. Before i could get my bearings i felt my shoes being removed and then she started pulling off my jeans,i panicked a bit,i dont know why. "Wait what are you doing?" I asked.
I heard her chuckle, " oh my god,tighty whities? Are you freaking kidding me"
Even though wearing briefs was my choice. Being handcuffed and stripped down to them by a person who has zero sexual desires or intentions for you,was embarrassing .
"No wonder you're single you nerd" she mocked.
She pulled open a drawer and pulled out some rope,threw the rope on my chest and left the room.
What the fuck was going on. One minute I'm walking into my apartment,now 20 minutes later,I've literally being kidnapped by my roommates muscle bound lesbian partner.
She returned a few seconds after,dragging a kitchen chair behind her. She pulled me up and sat me down in the chair,and removed my jeans which had been around my ankles. She got to work with the rope,tying each of my legs to the front legs of the chair.
Then she looped a rope through the cuffs and tied the rope to wooden bar that ran horizontally at the back of the chair.
"There" she said, "that should be enough to hold someone like you. I told you i needed you gone,i offered you my place for the night,but you wouldn't take it. Now you've ended up here anyway, albeit,a bit tied up."
"Untie me now" i demanded " i get the message,you can have the apartment to yourselves for the night,just let me go"
"No,i dont think so. I want you sit here and think about things,maybe consider moving out so i can move in with Mandy."
She went to leave but then stopped at the door,and studied me for a few seconds.... " you know,anytime i ever had a chick tied up. I'd always gag her. But in your case a gag isn't needed cos if you scream for help and someones comes to your rescue,they're gonna find you in those nerdy little briefs,and that would be humiliating, besides i don't want any of my expensive gags in your mouth.
We just stared at each other for a few seconds,then she started to approach me,she reached down and grabbed me by the balls and then started feeling my dick,through my underwear.
"You know usually a guy would be turned on by being tied up by a hot chick,but you're not one bit hard down here. You must be genuinly scared"
I looked straight in her eyes and said " if it were any other woman,i would be hard but you're not a 'hot chick'. You're a fucking bi MMMMPPHHH"
Rhonda had clasped her big hand over my mouth before i could finish my sentence and said "on second thought,maybe you do need to be gagged,but like i said,I'm not using my gags"
She reached down to my feet and started removing my white socks,she started to ball one up.
"Wait,no,sorry please dont MMMMPHH"
She stuffed one of the socks deep into my mouth,at least it was clean. Then,using her big arms she stretched out the other sock as much as she could and tied it tight around my head. The only sounds i could make were an MMMPHing sound,which seemed to amuse her,i struggled with my bonds in the chair as she stood at the door and said with a smile "dont go anywhere" she flicked the lightswitch off and closed the door leaving me bound and gagged in my nothing but my briefs.
END OF PART ONE