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Today was no dissapointment.
Today was amazing. Simply amazing.
I love her sooo much!
I didn't get to see her untill about 1:00; which was fine, I'm alright with waiting for her. But when she got here, it was obvious I was in for a great time. "Head down" was the first thing out of her mouth. I followed her into my room, where she sat on the couch, and forced me to stay at her feet. After a few minutes of teasing and flirting, she made me dress myself in a pair of fishnets and her vinyl vest. Ten minutes later, I was tied in the most restricting hogtie I've ever been in. Every single part of me was tied: hands, arms, feet, knees, and gagged.
"Enjoying yourself, bitch?" I almost completely lost control when she said that (not that I could have done anything). She used almost everything we've accumulated so far. The riding crop was the worst. She hit me everywhere with it...including the bottoms of my feet (driving me even wilder). She had shoved one of her gloves all the way in my mouth and taped it shut. Only muffled screams were making it through the gag.
Something a little more akward happened whilst I was being tied. People came to my house. They were builders, come to work on our roof. They'd been coming and going randomly for almost a month, but I didn't expect them to come today. So while I was helplessly tied up (dressed in fishnets and a vest fit for a dominatrix) I hear the words: "Hey Heath, come get this for me!" I recalled the last name of the builder in charge: Martin. Heath Martin (a friend of mine from High School) was on the roof, above my room, with the blinds slit open just right to see in my room. After a moment of panic...I asked Casey if I could move next to the bed and out of the center of the room where they could see my as they got on and off the roof. She agreed. Whew...
I remained by the bed, tied up for atleast an hour untill she left the room to come look at this journal. I managed to writhe my way out f it, which proved to be almost as much fun as getting into it to begin with. Just as I made my way to the door, she opened it and caught me. I didn't get punished for my escape (poo...) but she, instead, let me have a turn at being in control. I won't go into what happened once I had her tied to my bed.
Once most of the bondage was over with...she showed me a gift she had been working on for almost a week. She reached in her purse and pulled out a rather large ballgag. She made it herself for me, and it works quite well. It was, however, a little too big, and I was having trouble not biting down on it. I began to fear my jaw would lock up, and I would have to go to the emergency room to have it cut out...so she took it out. I can't wait untill it's all done and maybe a little smaller.
So much fun was had today. Once we finished with our bondage session, I layed down at her feet, and we just sat back and listened to music for a while (Beck, Muse, ect...). It was actually quite romantic. Tommorow should be fun too. I'd love to be dressed a little more for her. With any luck she'll remember the skirt and panties *smile*. I'd love to be all trussed up like that wearing only her clothes...and maybe for another hour or so. There's no way I would be able to get out of that again, especially if she is in the room. *looking foward to tommorow*
Today was amazing. Simply amazing.
I love her sooo much!
I didn't get to see her untill about 1:00; which was fine, I'm alright with waiting for her. But when she got here, it was obvious I was in for a great time. "Head down" was the first thing out of her mouth. I followed her into my room, where she sat on the couch, and forced me to stay at her feet. After a few minutes of teasing and flirting, she made me dress myself in a pair of fishnets and her vinyl vest. Ten minutes later, I was tied in the most restricting hogtie I've ever been in. Every single part of me was tied: hands, arms, feet, knees, and gagged.
"Enjoying yourself, bitch?" I almost completely lost control when she said that (not that I could have done anything). She used almost everything we've accumulated so far. The riding crop was the worst. She hit me everywhere with it...including the bottoms of my feet (driving me even wilder). She had shoved one of her gloves all the way in my mouth and taped it shut. Only muffled screams were making it through the gag.
Something a little more akward happened whilst I was being tied. People came to my house. They were builders, come to work on our roof. They'd been coming and going randomly for almost a month, but I didn't expect them to come today. So while I was helplessly tied up (dressed in fishnets and a vest fit for a dominatrix) I hear the words: "Hey Heath, come get this for me!" I recalled the last name of the builder in charge: Martin. Heath Martin (a friend of mine from High School) was on the roof, above my room, with the blinds slit open just right to see in my room. After a moment of panic...I asked Casey if I could move next to the bed and out of the center of the room where they could see my as they got on and off the roof. She agreed. Whew...
I remained by the bed, tied up for atleast an hour untill she left the room to come look at this journal. I managed to writhe my way out f it, which proved to be almost as much fun as getting into it to begin with. Just as I made my way to the door, she opened it and caught me. I didn't get punished for my escape (poo...) but she, instead, let me have a turn at being in control. I won't go into what happened once I had her tied to my bed.
Once most of the bondage was over with...she showed me a gift she had been working on for almost a week. She reached in her purse and pulled out a rather large ballgag. She made it herself for me, and it works quite well. It was, however, a little too big, and I was having trouble not biting down on it. I began to fear my jaw would lock up, and I would have to go to the emergency room to have it cut out...so she took it out. I can't wait untill it's all done and maybe a little smaller.
So much fun was had today. Once we finished with our bondage session, I layed down at her feet, and we just sat back and listened to music for a while (Beck, Muse, ect...). It was actually quite romantic. Tommorow should be fun too. I'd love to be dressed a little more for her. With any luck she'll remember the skirt and panties *smile*. I'd love to be all trussed up like that wearing only her clothes...and maybe for another hour or so. There's no way I would be able to get out of that again, especially if she is in the room. *looking foward to tommorow*