Last Sunday's Self-Bondage, Unlocked Door Ses
(not a story, rl event)
Last Sunday evening was intense.
I took my time getting my karada right. Otherwise, I didn’t have much on, tan stockings and that was pretty much it (a request, yes I do some requests). When I got online, there were about ten of you waiting, plus a few more joined in later.
My tie was simple; handcuffs behind the back. My legs were tie with ropes. My gag a bit more intense, packed my mouth with panties (used), held in with tape, and the word “SLUT” written over the tape (another request and it was duct tape). I was completely vibed…an anal plug and one right over my clit. The controls were taped to my wrists so that I could control them.
I was standing at first. And yes, I tried typing with my hands behind me. Very, very difficult. I switched to the front for my hands just to make communication easier. Found myself kneeling shortly after that. And then after that, lying on the floor, watching the IM’s come in.
You all told me how much of a slut I am. A whore…undeserving of even punishment. You told me how you wanted to pull my hair, tease me, deny me an orgasm…one person even wanted to bag me!
Finally, I wound up at my door, wrists behind me again. Vibes on max. I leaned against the door and shouted loudly through the gag. Begging to be fucked for real. Screaming when I came. I had cum so many times, that this last time really hurt.
Once I got under control, I talked to some of you. I still need to catch up to some of you, and I will. It was a very intense couple of hours…and yes, I slept withmy gag on…
That night was a little bit different for me. Instead of desperation and need…I was being satisfied…and feeling very much the slut. A certain sense of greediness. Yet at the same time, losing my sense of self. I didn’t care…just fuck me. Enjoying seeing what you would do to me. It was as if, my only purpose was to cum and cum and cum….
The price of course was barely being able to walk the next day and going to work…
Part Four of Delightfully Evil will be coming soon!
Mmmpphh!
July 13, 2010, 10:48 pm
Did some self-bondage this past Saturday. ? I decided to change things up a little bit this time.
I wore a blue, skirt that went halfway down my thighs. White blouse, long sleeved, buttoned all the way up, knee-high socks, loafers, and yes, my old school tie (dark blue). I wore a simple, white head band. Went for the schoolgirl look. But, no panties.
Took a chair, a set of recording headphones and my laptop to the hallway, ten feet away form the door…and, yes, I unlocked it. I set my laptop and clicked on a bondage movie compilation that I made with my new editing software.
October 26, 2010, 10:48 am
I was around 18 or 19. Still in high school. My father went out of the town for thee weekend and I found an interesting blog on the Internet about a self-bondage girl. I knew that I had to try this while I had a chance.
It was summer so I prepared everything I needed and left it in the tool-shed in our yard. I buried two pairs of keys on different sides of the yard - one is to the inside of the house and the other for some handcuffs.
Then I got all naked and went out into the yard, locked the door behind me, and threw the key in trough the small bathroom window. I then ran into the shed
April 1, 2010, 12:30 pm
Penny Harris stood before the full length mirror stark naked, trailing her fingers sensuously over her C-cup breasts, down her taught stomach and across her excited, recently trimmed pussy. She smiled at her reflection. 'Not bad for 42,' she thought. 'Not bad at all.' Then she slid her hands back to her breasts, caressing them like no other hands had done since her husband David's death 18 years earlier.
But the sexual loneliness had been her own choice, and she considered it a small price to pay when compared to the love and attention she was able to give to her 1
October 28, 2010, 11:48 am
Part 1
Hi, my name is Sally and I live in rural Devon, England, one of the prettiest parts of the country. I am 25 and single, have long blonde hair, a slim body and 34C breasts. I inherited a large Victorian house in a tiny hamlet, so I have no mortgage and can get by nicely on my salary as a part-time teaching assistant at a local primary school.
I have had a fetish for bondage ever since I was a young girl, but I've never trusted anyone enough to tell them that, so I am heavily into self-bondage. My location is ideal for this – isolated, with no nearby houses and a large garden whic
September 29, 2010, 4:48 pm
It was ten years ago when I first noticed the welts on my mother. Being so young it didn't mean anything to me at the time but I was worried about the obvious injury on her legs, high up on her thighs. So I asked her, "What happened to your legs?"
She just smiled and said, "Oh Timmy, don't be concerned, they are just love marks from Daddy."
Mom handled the incident so deftly that I forgot about it, until a few months later, when I saw them on her again. She reassured me that I need not be worried and once more I put it out of my mind. But the welts kept show
