01 - 48 Hours Of Ecstasy
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Tuesday, April 9th 2002 - 08:05:07 AM
48 Hours Of Ecstasy (Chapter One)
This is a true story that took place during the Christmas season this past year. Before I begin the re-telling of this story, let me start by saying a little bit about myself. My name is Greg. I am an 18 year-old high school student who just loves both tying and even more so being tied. Before this day I had been tied up on a few occasions by my ex when we were together, but nothing prepared me for what was in store on this winter's day. Before I forget, I should describe myself. For starters I am about 5'7", 145 lbs., brown hair, brown eyes. This particular story involves my friend Rachel. Rachel is about 5'7" as well, 130 lbs., soccer player build, shoulder length brown hair, blue eyes, great legs, and succulent feet. I have a foot fetish, and much to my appeal, so does she. Although at the time of this story I had no idea about her fetishes.
On this particular occasion she came over to visit me while my parents were away on vacation. It was the perfect bondage setting, nobody home for several days, except I had no idea that the day would include and bondage whatsoever. I just figured she'd come over for a couple of days to visit. I never knew what the next 48 hours with Rachel would include.
Rachel and I had been good friends for several years, and, as I stated earlier, neither of us realized that we both had a love for bondage, foot-fetishes, and the like. I always had a bit of a crush on Rachel, but never pursued her because we were often already in relationships. On this particular day we decided to rent a DVD together, The Abyss. I had the DVD ready and was expecting her over at any minute. I went into my room to change and put on a pair of jeans, a sweater, and black shoes. Minutes after I changed she rang the doorbell. I opened the door and she was a thing of beauty. She was wearing a black leather jacket, white blouse, black skirt, tan pantyhose, and knee high black boots. I was in heaven just looking at her. To be honest, I never saw her look so good.
Anyway, we embraced and began talking for a while, and eventually sat down on the couch and began watching the movie. She had seen the movie like a million times and naturally started to quote almost every scene in the movie. After a while of putting up with this I clamped my hand over her mouth tightly to stop her from quoting every scene. She began mmmpppphing softly into my hand and began to struggle some. Naturally, I kept my hand as tightly clamped over her mouth as I possibly could. She would reach her hand up to pull my hand away and I eventually let her go.
When I pulled away she was a little flushed and although I wasn't sure if she enjoyed being handgagged, I could tell she definitely wasn't opposed to it.
Rachel, obviously flustered asked,"What was that for, Greg?"
I responded by telling her, "If you're not going to keep quite I am going to have to gag you."
She responded by saying, "If you're not careful I might turn the tables on you."
Hearing her say that sent shivers down my spine. Now don't get me wrong, I love being dominant, but there is no doubt in my mind that submission is total bliss. So, instead of being behind her where I could handgag her, I sat in front of her hoping she would eventually handgag me. Almost immediately I started talking through the movie. Seconds later she grabbed my left hand and sat down on my right hand so I could prevent her from doing what was about to happen. As soon as she had my hands she clamped her right hand over my mouth as tight as she could. I almost lost it. I started mmmmphing into her hand.
"Mmmmmmmph, mmmmmmmph, mmmmmmmpph", was about all that came out. Her hand was like a perfect fit over my mouth. I enjoyed it so much and wanted nothing but for her to keep her hand over my mouth so I started to struggle hard against her palm but she just kept me at bay by tightening her grip. Keep in mind, she is a soccer player and is only a few pounds lighter than I am, so despite my legitimate struggling, she pretty much had me securely at bay. I pushed my head forward but she clamped down hard and pressed my head against her chest. I was totally at her mercy. As soon as she had me against her chest she let go of me and I spoke.
"I had no idea you were so aggressive, Rachel. If I'd known that I would have tied you up to make you behave."
Rachel quickly responded. "No, I think it's you who's going to end up tied up, Greg."
It was pretty obvious to me that Rachel was into bondage so I had to ask the question most of us dread asking for fear of rejection.
"Rachel, are you into bondage at all? I'm only asking because I'm getting that impression from you."
Rachel responded like only Rachel would respond. "Uh, well it seems to me like YOU are the one with a love for bondage. But, yeah, I love it too. I had no idea you were into it. If I'd known that, I'd have tied you up when we were kids playing cops and robbers."
"So you're dominant?" I asked.
"I prefer it that way, but I also enjoy being tied up. To be honest with you, I'd like to scrap the movie and take this subject a little further if you don't mind." Rachel responded.
How could I resist. Of course I said yes and before I knew it she asked me if I had anything to use for a little game. Because I was already into bondage, I had a very nice stash of materials for playing with. I took Rachel into my bedroom and took out the stash, which included, several dozen lengths of white cotton rope nicely separated and ordered by length, two rolls of duct tape, a red ballgag, two ace bandages, and several rolls of black coban. Coban was always a fave of mine for gagging. Coban is a self adhering cloth material that secures like duct tape without the sticky messiness of duct tape. It's perfect for wrapping around the mouth.
Getting back to the story. Rachel was, needless to say, impressed.
"Damn, Greg. I don't even have this much stuff."
I responded by telling her, "I always keep it here just in case. I never in my wildest dreams thought we would be using it on each other. Rachel, believe me, I want to play with you, I just never knew. I guess our friendship is going to be a little different from now on."
Rachel responded, "I know, but I think it's worth it. Besides, we both find each other attractive, right? We both like bondage, right? Why not?"
I don't know what was more exciting, knowing that she had a little crush on me, or knowing that she knew I liked her. In any case, I couldn't argue with her on any level.
"So, Greg, will you let me tie you up?"
I replied, "Sure, just make absolutely certain that you tie me as tight as you can. I want to be tied up so well that I can't move. You can do whatever you want, tie me anyway you want, just make sure it's tight."
Rachel wasted little time. She asked me to take my sweater off and I did, revealing a black nylon tank top. I instinctively placed my hands behind my back and she placed my palms together and started wrapping coils of white nylon rope around my wrists. She wrapped them about eight times and then used a raven's head and cinched the knot tightly.
"Go ahead and try to struggle against the rope a little. I just want to see if you can get it loose a little." Said Rachel.
I tried my best but the knot was perfectly tied. Rachel then started tying my shoulders and elbows in place. Now, how she did it I still don't know. But she elaborately tied my elbows together as closely and tightly as she could. I'm not ultra-limber so I couldn't get them completely together, none-the-less, she tied my elbows and pinned my shoulders with a long strand of rope that wrapped around my body about five times.
"How do you feel, Greg? Is that tight enough so far." Said Rachel.
"It's incredible. Keep going." I responded.
She was glad I was so enthused, because she had a lot more tying in store for me. She then took some rope and tied my legs above the knees. She must have wrapped about four or five lengths of rope around my legs and then cinched the knot. It was a little difficult for her to get the rope cinched at first since my legs were so tightly bound, but she eventually tied them perfectly together.
I was started to get really hard at this point. It was total heaven for me. Part of me was more excited since I knew she wasn't even done yet. Most of me was anticipating being gagged. I love to be tied, but I LOVE being gagged. The more layers and the tighter the gag, the better the experience. I love being gagged into submission.
The gag wasn't the next thing she used. She still had more to do before that happened. She then tied my legs below the knees and cinched the knot after wrapping several layers of white rope around my legs. Then she started at my feet.
This is the end of Chapter One. Please let me know how you like the story so far. This is indeed a true story, which will hopefully enhance the reader's imagination and experience while reading this story. Please let me know if you like the story so far and post any comments or questions. I'd love to hear from readers. Chapter Two will be posted shortly.
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