All Tied Up And Nowhere To Go

Last night my masseuse friend Heather came over for a drink or 3. We sat around watching tv and talking about what we want to do over the Christmas weekend. We are planning on getting out of town, maybe the cabin in Big Bear or head out to Laughlin. Anyway, as we chatted, she began to caress me and rub me in just the right places.

Pretty soon I was down to my panties and she was on top of me kissing and fondling my nipples. She knows just how i like it and was doing a fine job of it. A little kiss, then a nibble followed by a hard bite. She did this over and over, my nipples erect like erasers. She asked me if I kept the rope in the same place and I said yes.

She got up and went into the bedroom, coming back out with a handful of rope. She lead me to the handrail on the loft and I laid on my stomach, knees against the rail and feet up. She wrapped my legs with rope around the railing, from feet to knees. This was a new tie for me and I was getting excited. Next she tied my hands behind my back and then wrapped a piece around my waist and hands to keep them in place. A couple of pillows were placed under my chest and this raised me off the floor . I heard her tying a piece to the rail, then it was wrapped around my neck a couple of times and back to the rail. She pulled it tight and tied it off.

What she did next surprised me a bit. Heather pulled the pillows out from under me and my neck bent backwards pulling the neck rope tighter. It was slowly choking me. But this didn't stop here. she Pulled the rope tighter, lifting my chest off the floor. I was in trouble now. I could hardly breathe. I started moving back and forth, swinging on my neck tie. I could not breathe and my ears were ringing and and face was burning. She was watching me slowly strangle while sipping on wine.

I was making what little noise I could between the gasps, she just smiled. .I continued to struggle , but this only made it worse. My motion was starting to slow as I was losing consciousness . She finally loosened the rope and let my head down. I laid there gasping for air as my senses returned. She then decided to get the microfoam tape out and covered my mouth with multiple pieces, making it almost impossible to scream loudly.

Heather then pulled tight on the rope and my head snapped back until my chest was off the floor. I tied to breathe in as much as I could through my nose, but being tied like I was, not much was getting to my lungs. I moaned and groaned, swung from side to side, but was running out of air fairly fast. I made little screams into the tape and she just laughed, enjoying the show.

Suddenly, the front door opened and my boyfriend walked in. He called for me, but all I could do is make a faint little scream. She let me down and hid in the bedroom. He came up the stairs, saw me tied and went looking for Heather. As I said before, He can tie her, but not undress or play with her.

He walked past with the tape and rope calling for her. He found her and after some struggling, screams and moans, she was led out of the bedroom, hands tied and mouth taped. She had that worried look to her and he got her on the floor next to me. He tied her to the railing just as I was and then told her she was a bad girl for not inviting him to the party. He took the rope from around my neck and put it around hers. He pulled it back until she was off the ground and choking for air. . She was struggling and ******* around but not getting much air as the rope was really tight. I watched her as she screamed into the tape and slowly faded. It took probably 4 or 5 minutes before she stopped struggling and just moved around slowly. He lowered her and let her breathe for a while before pinching her nose shut. She moved her head trying to break his grip but couldn't.

Again, just as she was about to pass out, he let go. Then, he reached over and got the both of us.
We both struggled and screamed and nearly passed out before he let go. He wanted to see which one could make it longer. It seemed like a tie, one time I would, the next Heather.

Finally after what seemed like hours we were untied. We were both exhausted, making it difficult to stand up. I put on a shirt and went downstairs, still gagged. Heather followed but she had removed the tape. She thoroughly enjoyed the show as did I. This might be one of my favorite ties for a while. Oh, and my boyfriend, he got his later.
boundtight boundtight
26-30, F
1 Response Nov 27, 2012

Quite the trio you have going there