Hey, this two stories i found in the past, but don't know where and.. I can't find them:D So i thought i share them with you - Don't know if they are true, and it's (very sadly) not me who is part of it..
Story One:
An experience I had with a ring gag and hogtie happened
when I was in colledge and lost a bet with one of my
sorority sisters....since hazing and being slaves for the
day we were always kidding about having to be each others
slaves hence the bet...looser has to be the others slave
and take whatever they get dished out to them! Well I lost
this bet and as Saturday arived Susan (room mate) informed
me that it was payup time....I was quickly made to strip
down to my g-string panties and my bra and forced to sid
down on the floor cross legged. Tara then made me put my
arms behind my head at which time she grabbed them and
force a rope loop around my wrists and began tying them
very tight. Next while still standing behind me I could
feel her tying a rope tightly around my stomach...She
knotted it just in front at my belly button.....Then she I
could feel her pussing the rope between my crossed legs and
felt her pull the end tight up the back of my back between
my butt cheeks and pulling the rope holding my wrists back
behind my head tied together....She now tied these two
ropes together very tight....When she let go my arms were
now tied tightly together being pulled behind my head with
a rope that went down my back...between my butt cheeks and
of course between my pussy lips and to the rope around my
waist....the more I tried to pull my arms down the tighter
in would pull on my ass and pussy.....Next I was forced to
the ground and on my stomach....she grabbed my legs and
crossed my ankles and tied my barefeet together very
tight.....with the end of the rope attached to my ankles
she pulled it and formed a ponytail out of my long brown
hair and tied the rope around my hair knotting the two
together.....Now I was laying there helpless.....She next
informed me it was time to be gagged since all during this
process I was winning and complaining about loosing the bet
and having to pay up in this fashion....She now placed a
ring gag in my mouth forcing me to hold my mouth open...it
wasnt long and I started to drool onto the floor as I was
on my stomach hogtied....But she soon fixed that....Next
she helped me up until I was on my knees and leaned back
against the door....I could not tilt my head back as my
hands were tied behind my head forcing my head forward and
I couldnt move since my ankles were crossed and tied up to
my pony tailed hair....JUst to make sure she tied another
rope around my chest just below my tits and pulled it up
tight to the door knob and tied it tight causing me to hand
there balancing on my knees....Now I saw her go into the
kitchen and return with a small plastic bottle.....To my
amazement she also had scissors at which time she used to
cut the straps of my bra forcing my tits to shoot
forward....Now came the fun part She grabbed my head
pulling it up slightly as I saw her produce the a small
bottle of honey which she poured unto my tonge through the
open ring gag...it wasnt long and I was drooling saliva and
honey out my mouth like a waterfall all over my bare tits
and running down my belly and into my panties and
crotch....Next she just stood there and laughed and laughed
as I became a sticky mess.....To tease me more the
remaining honey was poured over the top of my head and more
on my tongue to ensure a continuous drooling.....I was
forced to say this way for three more hours as her slave
and then cut loose from the door knob and then left hogtied
on the floor for another severl hours all the time having
to ocassionally tongue kiss Susan's toes through the ring
gag....I have never made that type of bet again and that
day was taught a severe lesson for being a loser.
Two bondage stories (F/F)
And missing story number two:)
The University I was attending was doing a series of plays
and Adonica and I were in charge of taking care of some of
the props. Adonica and I felt that one particular set of
props might be fun to try out so we convinced ourselves
over a bottle of wine to borrow the JunCo leather straight
jacket and leather cuffs and straps they were using for the
presentation of "One Flew Over the Kook Coos Nest......Now,
neither one of us wanted to volunteer first so we played a
little drinking game of quarters to decide who would do the
modeling and who would play the part of designer.....After
best 2 out of 3 (about half dozen times) Adonica had been
declared the winner....Adonica was almost six foot tall and
weighed around 135 pounds naked and had a slight athletic
build. A bit athletic she seemed to be good at
everything.....so off we went to the living room floor
where I was soon to be trying on what any well dressed ward
hospital patient might expect to be seen in after a night
of missing their calming medications. Since it was a hot
July summer night we were both barefoot and down to T-
shirts and our undies as we often ran the apartment in
total freedom...Adonica held the jacket up beconing me as
any gentelman would offer a coat to his lady on a first
date....but...I wasn't Adonica's date and the twinkle in
her eye delved a much more sinister nature. I placed each
hand and arm into the sleeves....it was very tight and
Adonica circled around me and pulled at the leather jacket
at the shoulders pulling it tight against my body....I
could then feel her start to buckle the straps up my back
one by one....as she did she pulled tighter and
tighter....as I looked over my shoulder I could see why the
feeling of tightness as each buckle was pulled to its last
loop and the strap fastened and slipped through the ring
that contained it in place. When finished with the back she
stood back as if to admire her work...and made a few
suggestive remarks and teasing comments about how nice I
looked! Next came the arms....she pulled my right arm in
front of me and tucked it against my body and below my
tit...I could tell she made sure my arm pushed up tight
against my breast making it protrude slightly against the
heavy leather jacket. Next the other arm crossed against in
similar fasion...now she started pulling each strap from
behind. I could feel my arms getting tighter and tighter as
she pulled on the strap through the buckle. This forced my
arms tighter and tighter together and pushed my tits out
farther and father...forcing me to hug myself more and
more. I tried pulling them down but Adonica soon realized
this and had me flat on the floor, flat on my belly. She
was now able to pull the straps to their tightest loop and
quickly had my arms tightly secured against my body. I
could barely wiggle my fingers. Next I felt Adonica
reaching between my legs and knew as she found the crotch
strap what came next. She shifted her position so she was
siting on my back facing my ass. I could feel her legs
squeezing tight against my body holding me still. She
pulled the wide leather strap between my legs and fished it
through the buckle and pulled hard....VERY HARD! I could
feel the jacket getting tighter and tighter then it had
ever been and the belt against the lips of my vagina almost
forcing them apart to allow the belt to be made more snug
and restricing more and more of my attempts at movement.
This was the part I think Adonica enjoyed the most. She
finally had the buckle locked in place and stood up and
with her bare foot pushed against my shoulder pushing me
over onto my back and asked. "Now how does that feel?"
Stated less like a question and more like an exlamatory
sentance. But in the same breath came the leather straps
around my ankles almost catching me by surprise. The same
wide leather buckled tight around the small of my ankle.
One strap on the my left foot and one strap for my right
foot. I could only sit there watching as Adonica placed
them around the ankles of each bare foot! Adonica then took
the last strap of leather that completed the outfit and
cinched it tight between my the rings on each leather strap
encircling my ankles in tight leather straps pulling them
tightly together securing them in that position.. Then,
playing dumb as if she didn't know what to do with the
final length secured it to the sides of the jacket at the
waist and pulled it up tight forcing me down on my stomach
again quickly pulling my legs back at the knees and bare
feet pulled tightly up against my ass in a position
everyone knows as the "DREADED HOGTIE"
There I lay a completed package! Trussed up tighter than a
Christmas goose. Secure as a Thankgsgiving turkey ready for
basting. Now before this we hadn't discussed what was to
happen next other then we were both going to have to try
the jacket on only it was just that I had to go first and I
watched as Adonica walked around me enjoying her handy
work. She asked me to "Try and get out...see if you can
get out." I struggled and stuggled a bit but quickly
surrendered knowing that there was no escape. The more I
moved the more it seemed to feel tighter and tighter. All I
achieved was rolling around in circles in the middle of the
floor and bringing Adonica to hesterical laughter! As soon
as I somehow hopped up onto the tips of my toes almost in a
squat like position Adonica pushed me over onto the floor
with her bare foot against the bare cheeks of my ass that
were forced to stick out so largely from the tightly
fastened croutch strap between my ass. So now I simpley
asked her to let me out and it would be her turn. Adonica
was now sitting on the kitchen chair taking a few more
drinks as she watched me rolling and threshing about on the
floor. And asked me. "Excuse me? You want out? Is that what
you said." Replied Adonica as she walked over to me laying
on the floor flat on my stomach bringing the chair and
placing it down in front of me. She sort of bent down and
pulled my head up by my hair directing my attention to her
face and calmly demanded. "Well what are you going to do
for me if I let you out?" Sticking her bare foot in front
of my face at lip level and wiggling her toes before
me. "Let see...maybe you should kiss my toes!" She barked
in a voice I had never heard from Adonica and forcing her
foot closer and closer to my mouth and lips as an offering
to me. "No way!" I shouted. "Forget it! Just remember your
turn is next!" I said in a demanding voice trying to scare
her into setting me free. "No kissy kissy my bare toes
Lisa?" She asked once again and now forcing both big toes
of her bare feet against my lips. "No I don't think so" I
replied again. "Not just a little one?" She again teased
but this time jumping up from her chair and going off to
the study and returning with a ball point pen in her
hands. "No!" I said and at which time Adonica immediately
jumped on may back holding me again with her legs and
grabing the strap that was tight around my ankles pulling
my bare feet back harder with the other hand begain a
tickle torture that Adonica unleased with the ball point
pen on the bare soles of my helpless bare feet. I screamed
and struggled and Adonica bounced up and down pulling
harder and scribbling more and more....She even grabbed
each toe one by one drawing the tickle torment on each. I
wiggled and wiggled my toes and feet in the leather
restraint but the position I was in did not allow me any
comfort. I was in tears all the time listening to Adonica
shouting. "Now what was your answer? What is the magic
word? Say uncle! And all of her babble. I could take to
more! "Yes! Yes! Yes! Stop! Okay I'll kiss your toes!" And
as soon as she had started she had stopped allowing me to
catch my breath. Next Adonica again positioned herself
before me with her bare feet in clear view of my face and
wiggled both big toes at directly at my lips. "Okay." She
said. "Give them lots and lots of nice big kisses and we'll
see about letting you out! We don't want to see Mr. Tickle
again now do we?" She laughed as I was forced to kiss and
kiss each toe and the soles of each bare foot, which I did
do and eventually earned my freedom....but...with one
exception! Adonica never did get her turn to my
disappointment! After all did she really think that she was
that stupid as to allow me to seek the revenge that I had
bosted throughout my restrained ordeal?
The University I was attending was doing a series of plays
and Adonica and I were in charge of taking care of some of
the props. Adonica and I felt that one particular set of
props might be fun to try out so we convinced ourselves
over a bottle of wine to borrow the JunCo leather straight
jacket and leather cuffs and straps they were using for the
presentation of "One Flew Over the Kook Coos Nest......Now,
neither one of us wanted to volunteer first so we played a
little drinking game of quarters to decide who would do the
modeling and who would play the part of designer.....After
best 2 out of 3 (about half dozen times) Adonica had been
declared the winner....Adonica was almost six foot tall and
weighed around 135 pounds naked and had a slight athletic
build. A bit athletic she seemed to be good at
everything.....so off we went to the living room floor
where I was soon to be trying on what any well dressed ward
hospital patient might expect to be seen in after a night
of missing their calming medications. Since it was a hot
July summer night we were both barefoot and down to T-
shirts and our undies as we often ran the apartment in
total freedom...Adonica held the jacket up beconing me as
any gentelman would offer a coat to his lady on a first
date....but...I wasn't Adonica's date and the twinkle in
her eye delved a much more sinister nature. I placed each
hand and arm into the sleeves....it was very tight and
Adonica circled around me and pulled at the leather jacket
at the shoulders pulling it tight against my body....I
could then feel her start to buckle the straps up my back
one by one....as she did she pulled tighter and
tighter....as I looked over my shoulder I could see why the
feeling of tightness as each buckle was pulled to its last
loop and the strap fastened and slipped through the ring
that contained it in place. When finished with the back she
stood back as if to admire her work...and made a few
suggestive remarks and teasing comments about how nice I
looked! Next came the arms....she pulled my right arm in
front of me and tucked it against my body and below my
tit...I could tell she made sure my arm pushed up tight
against my breast making it protrude slightly against the
heavy leather jacket. Next the other arm crossed against in
similar fasion...now she started pulling each strap from
behind. I could feel my arms getting tighter and tighter as
she pulled on the strap through the buckle. This forced my
arms tighter and tighter together and pushed my tits out
farther and father...forcing me to hug myself more and
more. I tried pulling them down but Adonica soon realized
this and had me flat on the floor, flat on my belly. She
was now able to pull the straps to their tightest loop and
quickly had my arms tightly secured against my body. I
could barely wiggle my fingers. Next I felt Adonica
reaching between my legs and knew as she found the crotch
strap what came next. She shifted her position so she was
siting on my back facing my ass. I could feel her legs
squeezing tight against my body holding me still. She
pulled the wide leather strap between my legs and fished it
through the buckle and pulled hard....VERY HARD! I could
feel the jacket getting tighter and tighter then it had
ever been and the belt against the lips of my vagina almost
forcing them apart to allow the belt to be made more snug
and restricing more and more of my attempts at movement.
This was the part I think Adonica enjoyed the most. She
finally had the buckle locked in place and stood up and
with her bare foot pushed against my shoulder pushing me
over onto my back and asked. "Now how does that feel?"
Stated less like a question and more like an exlamatory
sentance. But in the same breath came the leather straps
around my ankles almost catching me by surprise. The same
wide leather buckled tight around the small of my ankle.
One strap on the my left foot and one strap for my right
foot. I could only sit there watching as Adonica placed
them around the ankles of each bare foot! Adonica then took
the last strap of leather that completed the outfit and
cinched it tight between my the rings on each leather strap
encircling my ankles in tight leather straps pulling them
tightly together securing them in that position.. Then,
playing dumb as if she didn't know what to do with the
final length secured it to the sides of the jacket at the
waist and pulled it up tight forcing me down on my stomach
again quickly pulling my legs back at the knees and bare
feet pulled tightly up against my ass in a position
everyone knows as the "DREADED HOGTIE"
There I lay a completed package! Trussed up tighter than a
Christmas goose. Secure as a Thankgsgiving turkey ready for
basting. Now before this we hadn't discussed what was to
happen next other then we were both going to have to try
the jacket on only it was just that I had to go first and I
watched as Adonica walked around me enjoying her handy
work. She asked me to "Try and get out...see if you can
get out." I struggled and stuggled a bit but quickly
surrendered knowing that there was no escape. The more I
moved the more it seemed to feel tighter and tighter. All I
achieved was rolling around in circles in the middle of the
floor and bringing Adonica to hesterical laughter! As soon
as I somehow hopped up onto the tips of my toes almost in a
squat like position Adonica pushed me over onto the floor
with her bare foot against the bare cheeks of my ass that
were forced to stick out so largely from the tightly
fastened croutch strap between my ass. So now I simpley
asked her to let me out and it would be her turn. Adonica
was now sitting on the kitchen chair taking a few more
drinks as she watched me rolling and threshing about on the
floor. And asked me. "Excuse me? You want out? Is that what
you said." Replied Adonica as she walked over to me laying
on the floor flat on my stomach bringing the chair and
placing it down in front of me. She sort of bent down and
pulled my head up by my hair directing my attention to her
face and calmly demanded. "Well what are you going to do
for me if I let you out?" Sticking her bare foot in front
of my face at lip level and wiggling her toes before
me. "Let see...maybe you should kiss my toes!" She barked
in a voice I had never heard from Adonica and forcing her
foot closer and closer to my mouth and lips as an offering
to me. "No way!" I shouted. "Forget it! Just remember your
turn is next!" I said in a demanding voice trying to scare
her into setting me free. "No kissy kissy my bare toes
Lisa?" She asked once again and now forcing both big toes
of her bare feet against my lips. "No I don't think so" I
replied again. "Not just a little one?" She again teased
but this time jumping up from her chair and going off to
the study and returning with a ball point pen in her
hands. "No!" I said and at which time Adonica immediately
jumped on may back holding me again with her legs and
grabing the strap that was tight around my ankles pulling
my bare feet back harder with the other hand begain a
tickle torture that Adonica unleased with the ball point
pen on the bare soles of my helpless bare feet. I screamed
and struggled and Adonica bounced up and down pulling
harder and scribbling more and more....She even grabbed
each toe one by one drawing the tickle torment on each. I
wiggled and wiggled my toes and feet in the leather
restraint but the position I was in did not allow me any
comfort. I was in tears all the time listening to Adonica
shouting. "Now what was your answer? What is the magic
word? Say uncle! And all of her babble. I could take to
more! "Yes! Yes! Yes! Stop! Okay I'll kiss your toes!" And
as soon as she had started she had stopped allowing me to
catch my breath. Next Adonica again positioned herself
before me with her bare feet in clear view of my face and
wiggled both big toes at directly at my lips. "Okay." She
said. "Give them lots and lots of nice big kisses and we'll
see about letting you out! We don't want to see Mr. Tickle
again now do we?" She laughed as I was forced to kiss and
kiss each toe and the soles of each bare foot, which I did
do and eventually earned my freedom....but...with one
exception! Adonica never did get her turn to my
disappointment! After all did she really think that she was
that stupid as to allow me to seek the revenge that I had
bosted throughout my restrained ordeal?