Self-Bondage Night
Mary was into bondage, allright! She hadn't yet been tied-up by a master, but she used to practice self-bondage from time to time. Mary was 23 years old, single, blond, with firm and big tits, and a hot voluptuous body. She was very proud of it. She had been interested in bondage for many years, but hadn't shared her kinky secrets with anybody, because she was afraid to end up with the wrong guy. She was now ready for 3 hours of strict selfbondage. Her paraphernalia was on her bed, and she had placed the big candlelight on her nightstand. To it, she had tied a cord halfway down, and up to a hook in the ceiling. In the middle of the cord, were keys tied so that when the candle had burnt down to the cord, it would set on fire and the keys would drop down on her, and after some heavy struggling, she would be free. She had done this many times, and she thought it was a safe way to practice self-bondage. Nothing could go wrong, could it? Well, she was too horny to even care. First she put on her most sexy lingerie. Black, seamed stockings, garters and high heels. No panties for her shaved crotch. Corset with openings for her tits and elbow-length black rubbergloves; She loved the sweaty feeling they gave her. Then, she started to arrange her bondage; First she applied her harness ball-gag and locked it behind her neck with a padlock, then she roped her legs together at both ankles and knees, before she attached them to a pulley and hoisted her legs and ass up to the point where only the upper-part of her back was resting on the floor. Now she was stuck. She wouldn't be able to move at all. Finally it was time for her arms. Her heart pounded crazily within her chest. This was the moment of truth, once the handcuffs were locked, there was no way out, until the candle had burned down to the cord and her keys dropped down on her chest. She checked everything, before she clasped the cuffs on her wrists. She tried to reach her cunt, but to no avail. 3 hours like this, she thought happily, dreaming and moaning about a strong master and real bondage...
She had been spending almost 2 hours of her session, when she thought she heard a noise coming from the hall. Probably nothing, she thought confused. Suddenly, the lights went out, only the candle flickered. Mary panicked. She "mmphhed" and thrashed about , but she was going nowhere. Then all went dark..............
Mary was so scared that she almost pissed on herself. She heard some movement coming closer, but she couldn't see anything. Suddenly a light from a flashlight came to life. The beam browsed the room, and finally it caught her legs. "Well, what have we got here, then?" a male voice asked as the beam rested on her bound figure. "A bondage bitch! All wrapped up for me. Self-bondage, huh? I guess this night is turning out to be very interesting, after all. I was only going to rob you, but what do I find? A beautiful little damsel in distress. And the best thing; Since you have tied yourself up, I guess that there's no man around to watch out for. Am I right?"
Mary could only nod as yes, there was no use trying to lie to this maniac, because her life depended on him. If he left her like this, she would die.
The man was masked with a stocking and he loomed over her, mean and strong. "Funtime!" was all he said, as he started to rearrange Mary's bondage. He sure had some fun with her that night; Tying her up in many different ways, fucking her in both cunt and ass, whipping her and in general treating her like shit. Mary was so exhausted in the end, that she knew she couldn't take no more. Finally, the man said "Thank's for the fun, bitch! I guess it's time to move on, now. But, I can't leave you untied, or ungagged. So, I'm going to leave you just the way I found you. See, the candle is burning again. The only modifications I've done, is that the keys to your gag and your ankle-cuffs are hidden somewhere in your appartment, and of course the phone-lines have been cut. I'm sure you'll find the keys sometime tomorrow. And please, don't be afraid. I'll check back on you to see if you have managed to get yourself free. And, if not, well, then I guess that you have lost, and I'll tie you up in a different way. How does that sound? You like that? Well, so long, dear.." was the last thing he said before he left.
Mary was shocked! He was coming back? She turned to look at the candle. Shit! He had lighted a much bigger one than she had. She didn't know how long it would take, before it had burned down to the cord. And her gag. She would be forced to search all of her appartment for the keys on hobbled legs. Mary shed a tear in her misery, but thinking about it...he was pretty good. She resigned to her faith, cursing him for not putting the vibrator inside her before he left.