Mistress takes Control F/M

[Bondage passion]

Mistress Takes Control by Bondage Passion F/M

To the inexperienced viewer, James wasn't moving in the slightest. The bondage was that extreme and effective. But I could detect that he was really struggling, more than I had ever seen before. I smiled and continued to watch, while softly rubbing my clit. This S&M business must be contagious, I thought. I realized that I was really enjoying watching my fiancé in inescapable bondage, very tightly and effectively gagged, blindfolded, and obviously trying his best to escape. Maybe it was conditioning, since I always masturbated while he was in bondage. Who knows for sure? Maybe I was a closet sadist, and all our games were bringing that closer to the surface.

“Maybe it's time”, I thought, and got off the bed and crossed the room. It was obvious why he was trying to get loose, or at least to get my attention and have me release him. I had thought this idea crazy from the first time I heard about it. James delighted in contriving these bondage ordeals for himself. And if he wanted to try something, I was more than happy to go along. He was a loving, faithful mate, and I got all the normal sex I wanted, and I did find his games interesting and provocative. Yes, exciting in fact. I had to admit.

Our first foray into bondage involved what the aficionados called “Tie & Tease”, and which was still among James' favorite things to do. This involved his being rigorously bound and gagged, having me bring him almost to orgasm, and then stop. I would continue to tease him and keep him hard and horny for several hours before I let him come. This was my favorite also and I enjoyed it more and more.

The first few times were fiascos, of course. He escaped my bondage within minutes. But I had been a willing student and he had been encouraging and anxious to help me develop my skills and, with the additional help of Internet sites and lots of experimentation, my rope bondage became quite expert. I learned remarkably quickly and had evolved to the point that now, once I had bound him thoroughly, he could struggle for hours and still not even begin to free himself

I got to like having control and being able to manipulate the situation. In most of his bondage positions, hogtied on the bed for instance, I could take off his gag whenever I wanted, and position myself so that he could lick my pussy. This was another of his loves, being “forced” to service me orally, for as many orgasms as I wanted. Sometimes I would give him a relaxed bondage session stretched on the bed with his hands and arms tied to the top of the bed and his feet tied and stretched to the bottom... he likes to be stretched tight and gagged (until I would take it off and sit on his face and make him sate me totally and completely)

I would also love to ride his cock in this position and tease him, then get off him when I felt him close to coming.... I could relieve the sexual tension anytime I wanted, and relax and continue with the session, continue teasing him at my own pace, without any pressure. My own horniness determined how the session would end. If I felt like being ravaged, I would release him before making him come. He would mount me like a stallion. If I didn't feel like being penetrated, or if I was sated or tired, I would just bring him off while he was still bound and gagged. That way, when I did finally release him, he would only want to cuddle a little bit more and then go to sleep.

At first, I was very conscious of not keeping him tied too long. We discussed it and initially set a time limit of one hour. But James quickly decided that this wasn’t long enough, and he pushed it up to two hours. Then, “Can we try three hours today?”. These days there was no official time limit. We had decided that I knew him well enough to judge his reactions and that I would merely use my judgment as to how long he remained in bondage. Additionally, this pleased James by adding to the mystique, the fantasy, of his being completely in my control.

His bondage scenarios slowly evolved into extremely strict bondage scenarios, we spent many hours in bed, snuggling, with James tightly hogtied and me leisurely playing with his nipples and cock. And I would always interrogate him about what other kinds of things he fantasized about. And it was in this context that many of his more complicated scenarios were born. Tightly bound in this way he was very open, and freely talked about other things he would like to try, about what he must have thought were his darkest fantasies. I began to realize why people spoke about bondage as being a “liberating” experience.

And once his fantasies were vocalized, they took shape. Over the years, his bondage experiments became more and more elaborate. Some were so elaborate and complicated and time consuming that they had to be reserved for either Saturday or Sunday afternoons. The scripts were always composed by James which didn't bother me in the least. I did notice that lately, in the last couple of years, his scenarios had begun to drift toward situations which involved inescapable bondage combined with some degree of discomfort. In cruising the various web sites and forums, he had come across the concept, "It's not really bondage until you want to get loose!".

[milagros317]

Excellent story!

[Canuck100]

Very !

[JulieG]

That story is red hot

[Bondage passion]

Part Two

I didn’t understand, the first time James quoted that remark. But it means that the bondage experience is enhanced once the victim realizes that he really cannot escape. The bondage becomes much more real when he wants to escape, struggles his hardest, tries his best to escape, and can’t. Sthe element of discomfort, or pain, is added to make that victim genuinely try his hardest to get loose. And it’s the inability to escape that validates the bondage, that gives it the extra kick of legitimacy. And so, with this understanding, I fully went along with the scenarios which my fiancé orchestrated.

The first and most obvious things we tried were nipple clamps. They are frequently featured in internet bondage pictures and are sold in every sex shop. James started slow, first asking that they be left on for 5 minutes, then 10 minutes, then with weights. I tried them on myself and didn’t think that they hurt much, but I realized that they would become really uncomfortable after 5 or 10 minutes, especially with the weights. Then he experimented with those little plastic clothespins, a lot meaner, for his nipples. And he was always coming up with new and different fantasies. So, that pretty much explains how we got to today’s scenario.

The preparations for today began with him bathing and presenting himself in the bedroom, naked except for his locked cock cage, called the Curve, it really was a well-made device, almost like jewelry. James had presented this to me as a symbol of his devotion and I had fallen in love with the idea, knowing and seeing him under my control, it actually turned me on seeing him in chastity knowing that I control when and if I decide to release him. He also agreed that it gave him an extreme sense of submission, to put his most sensitive parts under my complete control.

With his hands cuffed behind his back, I could attach a leash to the swivel ring, and he would have to follow wherever I led. I frequently enjoyed tying the leash to one of the corner legs of our bed, to keep him on his knees and then I would lay back, with my legs draped over his shoulders, and command him to lick me for as long as I wanted and giving him directions; higher, lower, faster, slower.

It was easy to understand why this cock cage gave him an extra sense of vulnerability and submission. His balls were held down, his cock encased in his tube and all locked. And those trapped balls looked especially vulnerable since he started shaving off his pubic hair. Or I should say since I started removing it. He liked for me to keep myself shaved, and one day I suggested that it was only fair for him to reciprocate, and he was more than happy to comply. Keeping shaved fitted in perfectly with his fantasies of submission.

It was James who suggested, for the first time that his pubic hair was removed, that I shave him while he was bound and gagged. I went one better. When he was securely spread-eagled, blindfolded and gagged, I trimmed his pubic hair to about ½” long and then waxed him. I knew only too well that it hurt, but not too horribly. After all, I’d done it to myself many times. And the hair grows back much slower than with shaving, and when it does grow back it seems softer and silkier. James keeps himself cleanly shaved most of the time, but when he stops and lets it grow, I know that he is asking for another waxing

When James presented himself for bondage, I would make him put his hands behind his back, I would roughly grab his arms and position them wrist to wrist while I am scolding him that he should already know how I want them, I then tied his wrists three or four times around pulled tight and would wrap ropes around his arms, above his breasts and below pulled tight and making the total rope harness with his wrists pinned in the small of his back.

I then would take more rope and tie his wrists up pulling them higher up his back and continue with ropes over his shoulders and going thru his legs on each side of his cock cage and balls then back up his back to his wrists, effectively creating total immovable and inescapable rope harness and his arms were out of the way of his ass. Especially when I was feeling sadistic like tonight James noticed that I had put out the whips, flogger paddle and leather straps.

James was about to complain when I pulled his hair back and pulled a leather hood over his head, I quickly started lacing up the leather hood tightly, pulling it extra tight so that all there was left was eye openings that I could zipper closed, nose holes for breathing and a mouth opening with a zipper to close if I wanted (but I had a much more effective way of shutting him up.... I grabbed the leather penis gag and shoved it in as he started to complain and buckled it tightly so no noise could be heard, and he had to have that leather cock like piece in his mouth humiliating him more. I zipped his eye openings and a tight blindfold over that for good measure. I was feeling quite bitchy and mean tonight and his ass would feel it

As mentioned, my Bitchy attitude made me delight in putting him a strict HOGTIE first.... and with his cock cage on being on his stomach would be agony for him as a vicious smile crossed my face ... throwing him on the bed on his stomach and sitting on his calves as I tied his ankles four or five times around his ankles real tight... then trying to cinch in between with another length of rope, which made it much tighter.

Then I pulled his bound ankles up as far as they would go pulling the rope to his harness forcing his heels to touch his ass... OMG!! he was making me so hot seeing him in this position... I will have to make him suffer longer for me. Before I leave him here, I wanted to finish him and make sure he will be thinking of me when I leave him here for a while.

I grabbed his big toes and tied them tightly together then another length of rope thru the middle as to cinch and pulled them back to the top of his leather hood to a D ring and pulled them back so that his head was pulled back as far as it would go so as to make him completely immovable.... MMM mmmm! Now just a few more ropes... so that he really couldn't move an inch.... one from each corner of the bed attached to all points of his body... pulled ever so tight... he was now evenly pulled tight in all directions.

"NOW James you just think about me and what I am going to do to you next..........."

[JulieG]

Excellent continuation. That quote “it’s not bondage until you want to escape”. I can kind of relate to that. For myself I enjoyed being spanked before I enjoyed being tied up, so being tied up so I couldn’t “run away” was a little joke we used. Nipple clamps hurt more when they come off, so after 5 or 10 minutes you don’t mind having hands tied behind you. Getting cramp in bondage is about the only thing ever made me use a safe signal. And the first few times of sex tied up it actually hurt a little, not in my sexy bits buts arms tied behind me on the bed, bent back when tied up, the pain added to the orgasm rush. But my first boyfriend who taught me about tying up each other was very ticklish and used to say “ I love to hate being tickled” he used to love being tied up so he couldn’t escape so he’d be begging into his gag for me to stop. The first few times I did sometimes, but he wanted me to carry on. So I learnEd that with spanking and tickling him tied up, the more he struggled and screamed and genuinely tried to escape, the more he said he’d enjoyed it afterwards.

[Ebascoray]

Yes, indeed, this IS a very hot story. Just sayin'.....Best Regards to everyone.
Ebascoray.....

[Bondage passion]

it was!

[Mr Underheel]

This is a great story! I can almost feel myself as James. Great descriptions!

[jone123]

Wow, this is great story, I enjoyed every line of it as it speaks to my deep desires to be under a loving and sadistic partner control

[petkata41]

James is lucky to have such kind of wife.

[Flyingvulture]

This thread has my life goals all over it.

[tiedinbluetights]

Great story! Love that it is written from the F-captor's persepctive!

[Svpmissive]

I think this speaks to the thrill most of us on the forum seeks while tied up... It's always easy wanting to be tied up, the hard part is asking to be let go.

Great story!

[Tights tights tights]

This is a story of epic proportion. It is one thing to be ask/wanting to be tied up and/or dominated.. the hardest part is being asked to be let go.. especially if you are enjoying it so much!

Thank you for posting, this has been an enjoyable read!

[slackywacky]

Very nice, very interesting to read.