Rachel and the Rubber Bands (M/F)
Posted: Wed May 19, 2021 11:25 pm
So after a long time reader of this site, I figured it was probably about time to share some of my own stories. This particular story happened a few years ago. It was not my first time tying a woman up, but rather one of the first new experiences I had after being in a long-term relationship.
As a precursor, this story does contain elements of strong bondage and pain.
I met Rachel on Tinder. She caught my eye due to one of her pictures that showed her in a very deep cut one-piece jumper. From her profile, she seemed like a goth girl, busty, with dark hair and slightly short. My guess is around 5' 3", 140 pounds. To get to it, we matched, and went out on a few dates. I don't think we even kissed until the second. But on the third, things progressed rather quickly.
Somehow (likely after a few drinks) the topics of what we liked came up, and I can't remember if she or I mentioned kink first. But regardless, we discussed things we enjoyed, and after our second drink at the bar, I suggested we go back to my place.
We were making out on the couch and things went pretty fast; i dont remember those details as much as I was too concerned with getting her topless and tying her. After I took off her shirt and saw her Double Ds in a bra, I stopped, and said "I'd like to tie you to a chair. How does that sound?" She smirked and quickly agreed.
Now, before this, we had discussed what we liked. I told her I was into chair bondage, breast bondage, and in lightly torturing a girl before ultimately easing up and letting her finish. So what comes next was not exactly a complete surprise to her.
But we moved into my room and I brought a wooden kitchen chair with a nice straight back and holes to which she could put her arms and wrists behind her. I took off her black jeans and said "Sit down." She did, and gave me a look that was both excitement and nervousness. At this point, she was still wearing her bra and panties. I began by tying her ankles to separate legs of the chair. Her right ankle bound with rope to the right side, her left ankle bound to the left leg. I remember how thrilling it was to finally tie a new person. It's a feeling we don't often forget, and chase.
"Put your hands through the chair, and cross your wrists."
She obeyed without speaking a word. I wrapped rope around both wrists and cinched it, while pinning her wrists to the wooden latice of the chair. At this point, she knew I could back up what I was saying with a tie she could not escape.
Rachel said, "Wow, so you have done this before."
"Haha maybe more than once."
At this point I blindfolder her with a grey tie. In this stage of my life I wasnt into gags that much, so she remained able to speak for the duration of the chair tie. She seldom did though.
Next I wrapped rope around the tops of her full, firm breasts. I believe it was at least 4 coils, ensuring they were nearly bursting out of the top of her bra. When I tied off the breast harness to the chair, securing it, she said "That's pretty tight."
"That's the point."
I let her sit in anticipation for a few minutes while I took in the sight of this beautiful, busty woman chair tied in my room. I lightly ran my fingers up her legs, brushed against her stomach, and finally began gently touching the tops of her breasts. She moved slightly against the ropes and lowly moaned a few times. Finally I couldnt wait any longer and quickly pulled down her bra, exposing her completely. She gasped and I began fondling her tits; massaging gently, then roughly, twisting and sucking and biting her nipples, and then smacking them. Once, twice, three times. She would let out a quick gasp each time, but she never complained.
I stopped, let the moment sink in, and briefly left to retrieve a paint stick and a thick rubber band.
To be Continued...
As a precursor, this story does contain elements of strong bondage and pain.
I met Rachel on Tinder. She caught my eye due to one of her pictures that showed her in a very deep cut one-piece jumper. From her profile, she seemed like a goth girl, busty, with dark hair and slightly short. My guess is around 5' 3", 140 pounds. To get to it, we matched, and went out on a few dates. I don't think we even kissed until the second. But on the third, things progressed rather quickly.
Somehow (likely after a few drinks) the topics of what we liked came up, and I can't remember if she or I mentioned kink first. But regardless, we discussed things we enjoyed, and after our second drink at the bar, I suggested we go back to my place.
We were making out on the couch and things went pretty fast; i dont remember those details as much as I was too concerned with getting her topless and tying her. After I took off her shirt and saw her Double Ds in a bra, I stopped, and said "I'd like to tie you to a chair. How does that sound?" She smirked and quickly agreed.
Now, before this, we had discussed what we liked. I told her I was into chair bondage, breast bondage, and in lightly torturing a girl before ultimately easing up and letting her finish. So what comes next was not exactly a complete surprise to her.
But we moved into my room and I brought a wooden kitchen chair with a nice straight back and holes to which she could put her arms and wrists behind her. I took off her black jeans and said "Sit down." She did, and gave me a look that was both excitement and nervousness. At this point, she was still wearing her bra and panties. I began by tying her ankles to separate legs of the chair. Her right ankle bound with rope to the right side, her left ankle bound to the left leg. I remember how thrilling it was to finally tie a new person. It's a feeling we don't often forget, and chase.
"Put your hands through the chair, and cross your wrists."
She obeyed without speaking a word. I wrapped rope around both wrists and cinched it, while pinning her wrists to the wooden latice of the chair. At this point, she knew I could back up what I was saying with a tie she could not escape.
Rachel said, "Wow, so you have done this before."
"Haha maybe more than once."
At this point I blindfolder her with a grey tie. In this stage of my life I wasnt into gags that much, so she remained able to speak for the duration of the chair tie. She seldom did though.
Next I wrapped rope around the tops of her full, firm breasts. I believe it was at least 4 coils, ensuring they were nearly bursting out of the top of her bra. When I tied off the breast harness to the chair, securing it, she said "That's pretty tight."
"That's the point."
I let her sit in anticipation for a few minutes while I took in the sight of this beautiful, busty woman chair tied in my room. I lightly ran my fingers up her legs, brushed against her stomach, and finally began gently touching the tops of her breasts. She moved slightly against the ropes and lowly moaned a few times. Finally I couldnt wait any longer and quickly pulled down her bra, exposing her completely. She gasped and I began fondling her tits; massaging gently, then roughly, twisting and sucking and biting her nipples, and then smacking them. Once, twice, three times. She would let out a quick gasp each time, but she never complained.
I stopped, let the moment sink in, and briefly left to retrieve a paint stick and a thick rubber band.
To be Continued...