I don’t know why, but I’ve always had a thing for superheroes and superheroines in bondage, especially on the Batman TV show from the 60s. And I really like dressing up as Robin the Boy Wonder and being captured and bound.
My wife is the only person who knows this about me. She doesn’t understand the appeal, but she lovingly obliges by capturing and tying me up when I appear in my Robin outfit. I’d like to share about a scene we've played out, and although it hasn't run as smoothly as I’m going to recount, we’ve actually roleplayed these scenes to act out my fantasy.
For you Batman TV fans, you’ll remember the episodes with Susie the cheerleader as the Joker’s moll. My wife played the role of Susie complete with wearing a cheerleader uniform.
I'll give the account in three parts. There’s admittedly not much bondage here in Part 1, but it will set up the nonstop bondage in Parts 2 and 3.
The background for this session is that I’ve found out that Susie has been kidnapped. I change out of my civilian clothes and suit up as Robin, putting on my mask, shirt, tights, briefs, utility belt, gloves, and cape. I'm ready to begin another evening of fighting crime, and that's where we start acting out our roleplay…
I reach the place where Susie is held captive. She’s in her cheerleader uniform tied down spread eagle on a bed and cleave gagged. As I near the foot of the bed, I notice despite her predicament how attractive Susie looks, and I can’t help but take glimpses up her short skirt at her bloomers with her beautiful legs spread before me. She keeps squirming her nice body to struggle against the bonds as she lightly grunts through her gag.
After I ungag her, Susie takes a few deep breaths and stretches her jaw before exclaiming to me in relief, “Thank you so much, Robin. You may have saved my life.”
As I begin removing the ropes from her wrists, I reply, “It’s not a problem, Susie. I’m just glad you’re safe. ”
I untie her ankles so she’s now completely free. Susie takes some time to shake off her sore limbs and then moves her feet to the side to sit on the edge of the bed. Her little cheerleader skirt is hiked up almost to her hip, and as she takes a moment to gather herself, I stare down at her pretty legs.
I can feel an erection growing in my tights, and when Susie stands up, I stand close to her so that my growing bulge will be less likely to be in her field of vision as she looks at me. She then wraps her arms around me in a tight embrace: “Thank you so much again, Robin. You’ve saved my life”
She won’t let go, so I return her hug as best I can. She holds me even tighter, lays her head against my chest, and presses her body against me and my still-growing bulge. I feel her boobs push against me, and I’m sure she feels my hardening bulge against her, so I try ever so gingerly to move my hips back away from her even while wrapped up in her unrelenting hug.
I feel one of her arms release me, and after a moment she lets down her other arm. As I detach from Susie and take a step back, she raises a tiny cylindrical bottle to my face and presses down on the top of it twice with her index finger, spraying a fine mist in my face.
I immediately feel woozy and realize it’s knockout gas. “Holy sneak attack,” I weakly cry. I begin losing strength in my legs, and Susie puts her hands on the sides of my green briefs to guide me to the bed as I slowly fall over. I lose consciousness as I’m slumped to my side on the bed.
She sits next to my collapsed body to admire her work, and she whispers, “Finally. I’ve wanted you so badly, Robin. And now you’re mine.” She stoops down, places a hand on the side of my head, and kisses me on the lips. Her hand then glides down my yellow cape as it covers my shoulder, upper arm, and side. Susie’s hand continues past the end of my cape and down the side of my briefs to arrive on my rump. She has a good feel of my bottom and then runs her hand along my tights down the side of my legs. She then stops at my knee and glides her hand back up on the inside of my other leg until she slips her hand over my hardened bulge. Susie quietly laughs to herself as she pats the boner in my briefs.
WILL SUSIE HAVE HER WAY WITH THE BOY WONDER?
WAKE UP, ROBIN, BEFORE SHE VIOLATES YOU FURTHER!
TO SEE WHAT DASTARDLY PLANS THIS NAUGHTY CHEERLEADER HAS FOR OUR COURAGEOUS CAPED CRUSADER, TUNE IN AGAIN, SAME BAT-TIME, SAME BAT-CHANNEL.
BUT BEWARE, THE WORST IS BOUND TO COME!
That’s the end of Part 1. If you’re wondering, the knockout gas was in reality just plain water.