Finding a partner! (F/F)
Posted: Sat Jul 20, 2019 9:12 am
Hey guys, I use to be on here under a different name, but left for awhile due to..well personal life, but that doesn't matter. Anyways I'm back to write some stories. This is not my first bondage experience, it's my second. Hope you enjoy!
I am a 911 police dispatcher so my job can be pretty stressful!, Imagine if you will, everynight, the caller on the other end of the line is in a dire situation: They've been shot, stabbed, assaulted, raped, taken drugs, and so on. Understandably, it can wear you down listening to that for 8 or plus hours, 5 days every week, over 300 days a year. It can put so much stress on you that you either sink into a depressed state, or just pile so much stress onto that you just want to hide away from the evil, cruel world. Some people drink, some people are able to handle it....me, I tie myself up, and that's where my story begins....
Though this was a great stress relief, I still hated that I had to do it alone. I had always dreamed of having a partner, but like many others, I was scared to tell people. I didn't want my friends thinking I was weird, so I never told anyone....until now.
Quite recently, I had confided in my work friend Joanne that i had a fetish for bondage....more like I was so desperate for a partner that I kind blurted it out at her. She is very nice, and always looked out for me, kind of like an older sister...(who is younger than me???? Haha).
Well, to my amazement, she agreed to tie me up. The night she did was incredible and it was everything I dreamed of...but that's the problem with finally having your dreams fulfilled, it leaves you with a desire for more.
Unfortunately, she's a mother of two, so planning a second time was nearly impossible.
Enough about background, lets get into it!
It was late one night on a weekend, a pretty slow night. I was talking to Joanne about what I've been up to, talked about her and her kids, and about her cop boyfriend. Once that was over...I prepared myself for the next question I knew was coming.
"So....have you gone on any dates yet, met any cute girls? Hmmm? Tell me!" She started nudging my arm and laughing.
This was a regular thing with her. She was one of those people who had a desire to see their friends in a relationship. She would always throw tips my way, or point out to me that a new girl started, even if they weren't gay!!! (Like i said, annoyingly sweet, but still annoying.)
"No I haven't gone on any dates lately. No one has really peaked my interest. I don't know, I think I'm going to be one of those old cat ladies someday."
"But you hate cats."
"Fine dogs, whatever!"
"Well what about Alex?"
"Who?"
"Alex!" She said in a hushed tone, but with a fierceness behind it. "The only black female dispatcher we have! The one sitting right across from you!" She glared at me as if I was completely oblivious to my surroundings. I looked over the cubical divider and saw an empty chair. She must be on break. I had seen her before, we had shared pleasantries a few times, but never had a full conversation. I am a very shy person who doesn't interact with someone unless they speak to me first.
Just then her picture snapped into my mind, her long smooth black hair, beautiful brown eyes, and a slim figure. My stomach started to flutter, and a hundred different scenarios of us together flooded my mind.
"Ok....umm...yeah, I know who you mean, but she wouldn't be into me. I mean, she probably isn't even into girls."
"Yeah she is, and she likes you."
"How do you know that? She's barely said 3 words to me."
"Well I've talked to her for one."
"She told you she liked me!"
"No, but she did tell me once she broke up with her girlfriend awhile back. So she's into girls. I've also caught her looking over here a couple times and smiling. You should ask her out. She might even be into....you know....tie ups!"
My face had to be red as a cherry! To make matters worse, Alex just walked through the door and sat down accross from me.
(You ever suddenly notice someone who's been around this entire time, but never paid much attention. Then once you find out they like you, they are all you notice?? That was me!)
I felt the sharp nudge of Joanne's elbow into my arm again and gestured silently towards Alex. I replied with a silent, mouthed, No!
I looked up at the clock, midnight, shit, I'm late for my break! I quickly exited the room, not even looking at Alex. I sat down in the empty break room. I pulled out my phone and glanced through it. Nothing could distract me though. My mind was fixed on her...Maybe she would like bondage....hell it worked for Joanne. My brain went back and forth, I couldn't even concentrate on my dinner.
Just then I felt two taps on the shoulder. That's usually how Joanne greeted me. "Joanne I don't really feel like talki...."
It was Alex, dressed in a pink uniform polo shirt, and tight blue jeans with a big smile on her face. She looked nervouse and stuttered her next sentence.
"Hey Brittany...uhhh...Joanne told me some things...I..I was wondering if you wanted to hang out..yo..you know, watch a movie. I hear you like older movies and war movies. Me too!"
My heart skipped a beat I think, or stopped completely because I couldn't speak a word...instead all i could do was nod my head.
She continued, still nervous. "Really! Great...umm how about after work tomorrow, you come over to my place."
Without saying another word, again still speechless, I gave her my phone number. She quickly entered it into her phone, smiling and looking back at me several times. "Great thanks, ill text you." After that, she hurried out of the room. I sat there in shock, what was happening?
I came back from my lunch, Alex was on a serious call, so i didn't bother her. Joanne however looked very pleased with herself. I tried to convay a pissed off, but also grateful look.
"What did you do?!" I asked her.
"I just gave you two a little push."
The next night came rather quickly. I hadn't heard from Alex at all that day, and I barely had time to talk to her or Joanne that night as we were supper busy the entire night. It was 5 minutes before the end of our shift when Alex looked over the cubical, "Hey your still coming over, right?" I nodded my head to confirm. But I started to question everything in my mind.
It's 2am! How late am I suppose to stay? Am I staying the night. Will she want that? I didn't bring a change of clothes. Are we just watching movies? I'm pretty tired, should we just reschedule? Would she still be interested in me if I did?
While i monologued in my head, trying to talk myself out of this, she met me at the door and walked me to my car. That's it! I'm calling it off I told myself before opening my car. Alex stood next to me and I noticed her car was parked right next to mine. "Ummm Alex..."
I suddenly felt her lips on my cheek, her hand had worked into mine, and she whisper softly in my ear, "I want to tie you up!"
"What?"
In the dark, I could still see her smile. "You heard me, now get in my car."
Like a lust filled robot, I followed her command and got into the passenger seat. I let out a soft moan. I knew what she just did. If Joanne told her about my love and desire for bondage, then she also must have told her to be as dominant as she could with me. Joanne had done it last week. She saw how much it turned me on. I love a girl who takes control of me. I am a sub, I want to be tied, but more than that, I want to be dominated, to be commanded, to be told what to do, rewarded when I do something good, punished when I do something bad. I was kinky as it gets.
Before i realised it, we were already on the road, a female singer broke the air of silence from the radio. She asked me what kind of music I enjoyed, which I replied "country". We talked about so many different things....except bondage. Not one word was said regarding it.
About 20 minutes had passed when we pulled into an apartment building. We walked silently together up the three flights of stairs and into her appartment.
I quickly found out she didn't have a roommate and her couch was covered with several books, most of them college course books. I had already graduated, but she was still in school. We agreed on a movie and she popped it in the dvd player. The couch was very comfortable, but i couldn't relax. I was so nervous, my hands folded together in my lap. My outfit matched hers, except my shirt was sky blue. She popped us some popcorn, grabbed some wine and sat down next to me, offering me a glass. I can't remember what we watched, but it didn't matter, one bag of popcorn, two glasses of wine later, we were all over eachother.
She made the first move, kissing my lips in a quick, nervous way, but I didn't let her stop. I pulled her closer, into my arms, before I knew it, we were both half naked in our underwear. I was hot, heavy breathing, I wanted her, she wanted me, but I wanted something else first. I broke off her 100th kiss, panting, "I want you to tie me up right now!"
Without hesitating, she grabbed a shoe box full of soft white rope, duct tape, scarves, a Hitachi vibrator!!! A ballgag!!!!! What the hell!!!
I looked at her dumbfounded. "Oh Joanne lent me her stuff."
I nodded and laughed, "Yep...sounds right".
"So how do you want me?" I asked her.
"Arms behind your back, cross your wrists in an X shape." She quickly got to work, wrapping the rope tight around my wrists. Going back and forth, being very careful, thorough, and pulling it tight with each pass. I then felt the rope pull tight one more time, which pinched my skin, making me flinch.
She quickly got in front of me. "I didn't hurt you did I?" I shook my head and was very happy she was so concerned for me just from that little pinch. That made me feel very safe, so i started to relax some more, which made it easier for me to talk to her. The wine helped too!
She began wrapping rope around my elbows, which was also well tied. This confused me.
"Hey Alex. Have you ever done this before?"
"No" She shook her head, side to side.
Once she was done tying my upper body, she started to work on my ankles.
"Then how do you know....Joanne was here wasn't she. She taught you all this."
Alex burst into laughter while still tying my legs. "You guessed it. She's very determined for us to work out. She was here for 2 and half hours teaching me all the techniques. I practiced on her and vice versa."
Joanne, I owe you big time!!!!
Once she was all done, my wrists, elbows, ankles, and legs were bound tightly together. I tested it all out, shifting my body around, trying to twist and loosen the rope, a little of it slacked, but not much, it was pretty well done. Very impressive for learning in one day.
She then took a step back from me, she looked amazing in her purple satin lingerie set. I pulled my legs onto the couch, my blond smooth hair draped over my shoulders, in my light blue cotton bra and bikini panties. I tried to give my most helpless damsel pose, even puckering my lips in fear. "Please don't hurt me miss, I don't have any money."
Alex looked confused at first, then had a sudden realization, and played along.
"I'm not here for money, I'm here for you." She walked towards me, picked up the role of duct tape, pulled over three strips and placed them over my lips, smoothing them carefully with her fingers. I tested it out, mmpphhhing to her a few times. "I'm going to have to teach her about gag stuffing later, but it's fine....no this is amazing!
I was very turned on, my panties definitely wet. I looked up at her, and spoke as best as I could "Do what you want to me!"
(More to come tomorrow.)
I am a 911 police dispatcher so my job can be pretty stressful!, Imagine if you will, everynight, the caller on the other end of the line is in a dire situation: They've been shot, stabbed, assaulted, raped, taken drugs, and so on. Understandably, it can wear you down listening to that for 8 or plus hours, 5 days every week, over 300 days a year. It can put so much stress on you that you either sink into a depressed state, or just pile so much stress onto that you just want to hide away from the evil, cruel world. Some people drink, some people are able to handle it....me, I tie myself up, and that's where my story begins....
Though this was a great stress relief, I still hated that I had to do it alone. I had always dreamed of having a partner, but like many others, I was scared to tell people. I didn't want my friends thinking I was weird, so I never told anyone....until now.
Quite recently, I had confided in my work friend Joanne that i had a fetish for bondage....more like I was so desperate for a partner that I kind blurted it out at her. She is very nice, and always looked out for me, kind of like an older sister...(who is younger than me???? Haha).
Well, to my amazement, she agreed to tie me up. The night she did was incredible and it was everything I dreamed of...but that's the problem with finally having your dreams fulfilled, it leaves you with a desire for more.
Unfortunately, she's a mother of two, so planning a second time was nearly impossible.
Enough about background, lets get into it!
It was late one night on a weekend, a pretty slow night. I was talking to Joanne about what I've been up to, talked about her and her kids, and about her cop boyfriend. Once that was over...I prepared myself for the next question I knew was coming.
"So....have you gone on any dates yet, met any cute girls? Hmmm? Tell me!" She started nudging my arm and laughing.
This was a regular thing with her. She was one of those people who had a desire to see their friends in a relationship. She would always throw tips my way, or point out to me that a new girl started, even if they weren't gay!!! (Like i said, annoyingly sweet, but still annoying.)
"No I haven't gone on any dates lately. No one has really peaked my interest. I don't know, I think I'm going to be one of those old cat ladies someday."
"But you hate cats."
"Fine dogs, whatever!"
"Well what about Alex?"
"Who?"
"Alex!" She said in a hushed tone, but with a fierceness behind it. "The only black female dispatcher we have! The one sitting right across from you!" She glared at me as if I was completely oblivious to my surroundings. I looked over the cubical divider and saw an empty chair. She must be on break. I had seen her before, we had shared pleasantries a few times, but never had a full conversation. I am a very shy person who doesn't interact with someone unless they speak to me first.
Just then her picture snapped into my mind, her long smooth black hair, beautiful brown eyes, and a slim figure. My stomach started to flutter, and a hundred different scenarios of us together flooded my mind.
"Ok....umm...yeah, I know who you mean, but she wouldn't be into me. I mean, she probably isn't even into girls."
"Yeah she is, and she likes you."
"How do you know that? She's barely said 3 words to me."
"Well I've talked to her for one."
"She told you she liked me!"
"No, but she did tell me once she broke up with her girlfriend awhile back. So she's into girls. I've also caught her looking over here a couple times and smiling. You should ask her out. She might even be into....you know....tie ups!"
My face had to be red as a cherry! To make matters worse, Alex just walked through the door and sat down accross from me.
(You ever suddenly notice someone who's been around this entire time, but never paid much attention. Then once you find out they like you, they are all you notice?? That was me!)
I felt the sharp nudge of Joanne's elbow into my arm again and gestured silently towards Alex. I replied with a silent, mouthed, No!
I looked up at the clock, midnight, shit, I'm late for my break! I quickly exited the room, not even looking at Alex. I sat down in the empty break room. I pulled out my phone and glanced through it. Nothing could distract me though. My mind was fixed on her...Maybe she would like bondage....hell it worked for Joanne. My brain went back and forth, I couldn't even concentrate on my dinner.
Just then I felt two taps on the shoulder. That's usually how Joanne greeted me. "Joanne I don't really feel like talki...."
It was Alex, dressed in a pink uniform polo shirt, and tight blue jeans with a big smile on her face. She looked nervouse and stuttered her next sentence.
"Hey Brittany...uhhh...Joanne told me some things...I..I was wondering if you wanted to hang out..yo..you know, watch a movie. I hear you like older movies and war movies. Me too!"
My heart skipped a beat I think, or stopped completely because I couldn't speak a word...instead all i could do was nod my head.
She continued, still nervous. "Really! Great...umm how about after work tomorrow, you come over to my place."
Without saying another word, again still speechless, I gave her my phone number. She quickly entered it into her phone, smiling and looking back at me several times. "Great thanks, ill text you." After that, she hurried out of the room. I sat there in shock, what was happening?
I came back from my lunch, Alex was on a serious call, so i didn't bother her. Joanne however looked very pleased with herself. I tried to convay a pissed off, but also grateful look.
"What did you do?!" I asked her.
"I just gave you two a little push."
The next night came rather quickly. I hadn't heard from Alex at all that day, and I barely had time to talk to her or Joanne that night as we were supper busy the entire night. It was 5 minutes before the end of our shift when Alex looked over the cubical, "Hey your still coming over, right?" I nodded my head to confirm. But I started to question everything in my mind.
It's 2am! How late am I suppose to stay? Am I staying the night. Will she want that? I didn't bring a change of clothes. Are we just watching movies? I'm pretty tired, should we just reschedule? Would she still be interested in me if I did?
While i monologued in my head, trying to talk myself out of this, she met me at the door and walked me to my car. That's it! I'm calling it off I told myself before opening my car. Alex stood next to me and I noticed her car was parked right next to mine. "Ummm Alex..."
I suddenly felt her lips on my cheek, her hand had worked into mine, and she whisper softly in my ear, "I want to tie you up!"
"What?"
In the dark, I could still see her smile. "You heard me, now get in my car."
Like a lust filled robot, I followed her command and got into the passenger seat. I let out a soft moan. I knew what she just did. If Joanne told her about my love and desire for bondage, then she also must have told her to be as dominant as she could with me. Joanne had done it last week. She saw how much it turned me on. I love a girl who takes control of me. I am a sub, I want to be tied, but more than that, I want to be dominated, to be commanded, to be told what to do, rewarded when I do something good, punished when I do something bad. I was kinky as it gets.
Before i realised it, we were already on the road, a female singer broke the air of silence from the radio. She asked me what kind of music I enjoyed, which I replied "country". We talked about so many different things....except bondage. Not one word was said regarding it.
About 20 minutes had passed when we pulled into an apartment building. We walked silently together up the three flights of stairs and into her appartment.
I quickly found out she didn't have a roommate and her couch was covered with several books, most of them college course books. I had already graduated, but she was still in school. We agreed on a movie and she popped it in the dvd player. The couch was very comfortable, but i couldn't relax. I was so nervous, my hands folded together in my lap. My outfit matched hers, except my shirt was sky blue. She popped us some popcorn, grabbed some wine and sat down next to me, offering me a glass. I can't remember what we watched, but it didn't matter, one bag of popcorn, two glasses of wine later, we were all over eachother.
She made the first move, kissing my lips in a quick, nervous way, but I didn't let her stop. I pulled her closer, into my arms, before I knew it, we were both half naked in our underwear. I was hot, heavy breathing, I wanted her, she wanted me, but I wanted something else first. I broke off her 100th kiss, panting, "I want you to tie me up right now!"
Without hesitating, she grabbed a shoe box full of soft white rope, duct tape, scarves, a Hitachi vibrator!!! A ballgag!!!!! What the hell!!!
I looked at her dumbfounded. "Oh Joanne lent me her stuff."
I nodded and laughed, "Yep...sounds right".
"So how do you want me?" I asked her.
"Arms behind your back, cross your wrists in an X shape." She quickly got to work, wrapping the rope tight around my wrists. Going back and forth, being very careful, thorough, and pulling it tight with each pass. I then felt the rope pull tight one more time, which pinched my skin, making me flinch.
She quickly got in front of me. "I didn't hurt you did I?" I shook my head and was very happy she was so concerned for me just from that little pinch. That made me feel very safe, so i started to relax some more, which made it easier for me to talk to her. The wine helped too!
She began wrapping rope around my elbows, which was also well tied. This confused me.
"Hey Alex. Have you ever done this before?"
"No" She shook her head, side to side.
Once she was done tying my upper body, she started to work on my ankles.
"Then how do you know....Joanne was here wasn't she. She taught you all this."
Alex burst into laughter while still tying my legs. "You guessed it. She's very determined for us to work out. She was here for 2 and half hours teaching me all the techniques. I practiced on her and vice versa."
Joanne, I owe you big time!!!!
Once she was all done, my wrists, elbows, ankles, and legs were bound tightly together. I tested it all out, shifting my body around, trying to twist and loosen the rope, a little of it slacked, but not much, it was pretty well done. Very impressive for learning in one day.
She then took a step back from me, she looked amazing in her purple satin lingerie set. I pulled my legs onto the couch, my blond smooth hair draped over my shoulders, in my light blue cotton bra and bikini panties. I tried to give my most helpless damsel pose, even puckering my lips in fear. "Please don't hurt me miss, I don't have any money."
Alex looked confused at first, then had a sudden realization, and played along.
"I'm not here for money, I'm here for you." She walked towards me, picked up the role of duct tape, pulled over three strips and placed them over my lips, smoothing them carefully with her fingers. I tested it out, mmpphhhing to her a few times. "I'm going to have to teach her about gag stuffing later, but it's fine....no this is amazing!
I was very turned on, my panties definitely wet. I looked up at her, and spoke as best as I could "Do what you want to me!"
(More to come tomorrow.)