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Cindy and I had first met on the internet and had chatted for some time.   Finally the topic changed to sex and eventually to bondage.   Over the years, I had some experience with binding my dates but it had always been pretty simple – handcuffs and using my necktie to tie their hands behind them.   And that was about it.   But, Cindy and I began talking about stricter bondage.   She told me that she had never been tied and didn’t think she would like to be involved in that sort of activity.   I continued to pursue the issue and she continued to resist the idea.   We finally actually met for a drink.    She was an attractive lady of about 40 and was pleasant to be with.   But, when I again brought up the subject of playing with bondage, she again stated that she was vanilla and that she didn’t want to even try bondage.   I finally decided that she wasn’t going to warm up to the idea of being tied up and started to communicate less frequently with her.   I am sure she felt my lessening interest in her.   Finally, she brought up the subject of bondage play in an email.   But, there was a twist.    She wanted to be in control of   me !!!   I sent her a joking email back, saying that girls don’t know how to tie knots and that I wasn’t scared of her.    Actually, the idea of being under her control was a little scary.   I didn’t know her that well.   I guess I now knew how she had felt when I talked about tying her up.   But, it was also exciting to think about although I had always been the one doing the tying rather than the reverse.   Besides, I was pretty sure that she had something pretty simply in mind since she had always claimed to have no experience and thought of herself as being “vanilla”.   I agreed to play along.   Really, I was hoping that if I allowed her to do something simple with me, that she would then be obligated to let me do the tying the next time.   We arranged a date which was to be that I would cook her dinner at her place.      I grilled some steaks and had some wine.   Dinner was pleasant and there was not mention of bondage, etc by either of us.    I really thought that she would probably back out.      After dinner, we sat down on her sofa and began to kiss.   I started to put my arms around her but she pushed them back and said: “Oh no.   I am in control tonight, remember?   Put your arms behind you and just sit there”.   I was surprised that the tone of her voice was different.   She was actually ordering me.     As I sat there with my arms behind me, she got up from the sofa, crossed the room and picked up a black gym bag from behind a chair.    “I have done some shopping, “ she said.   She reached into the bag and brought out a black satin blindfold.    “First, this goes on”, she said and quickly slipped the elastic band over my head and pulled the blindfold down over my eyes.   I then felt her unbuttoning my shirt and then pulling it off.   She then grabbed me by the shoulders and turned me around so that my back was to her.    Although, I couldn’t see, I could tell that she was fastening some type of leather cuff to each wrist.   I felt her pull my wrists together and heard a click.   She had fastened the cuffs together with something.   Instinctively, I tugged on the cuffs but they were tight and strong.    A shiver ran through me as I realized that she had bound my hands securely behind me.     “Stand up,” she ordered.   I stood and felt her undoing my belt.   I felt my pants slip the floor and then she pulled my underwear off.   I felt the coolness of the air against my naked body.     What happened next startled me.   I felt her grab me by the balls.   “Come with me,” she said as she tugged on my balls.   She led me down a hallway and into her bedroom.   Since I couldn’t see, I was moving along hesitantly but the tugging on my balls kept me moving.     She sat me down on her bed and told me that she was going to undo the lock hold my cuffs together but that I shouldn’t resist or try anything.

   She order me to lie on my back and put my wrists over my head.   She must have had some ropes or something already attached to the bedposts as she quickly   attached my cuffs so that my arms were spread above my head, each attached to one of the bedposts.    I was surprised at well she was doing all this.    She had claimed to be vanilla and have no experience with this type of thing.    She was a quick learner, I thought, and really seemed to be getting into this.   I had originally thought that she was doing this just to please me but, now, she seemed to be enjoying herself too.     She then attached some type of cuff to each ankle and I felt my legs being pulled apart.   Just when I thought that she had spread them all she was going to, I felt her pull them further apart and to the point that there was a little pain from the stretching.   I tugged on all my bonds and realized that I was very strictly and tightly bound spread-eagle to her bed.    I really hadn’t said much during all of this.   I guess I didn’t know exactly what to say.     I was about to find out how seriously she was taking this opportunity. “Open your mouth”, she ordered.   I complied and felt something being forced into my mouth.   She quickly fastened the gag behind my head and cinched it tight.   I realized that I had just been ring gagged.   I could extend my tongue though the opening but could do nothing but mumble.     I felt her weight on me as she straddled me.    I felt her pinch on of my nipples.   “I saw this on the internet”, she said.   Pain shot through one nipple and then the other.    “Clothes pins”, she said.   I tugged at my bonds again and let out a quick scream.   “Oh, does that hurt,? She said.    “I am sorry”, she said as she twisted both clothes pins, sending another bolt of pain through them.    I thought to myself that this little “vanilla” girl had learned fast.   She was really enjoying being in control of me.   I was totally helpless and she was loving it.     I then felt her sliding up my chest.   Pain again shot through my nipples as she sat down on my upper chest.   She slip up a little more and I felt her pussy press against my gagged mouth.    “Lick me”, she ordered and pressed her pussy hard against my mouth.   I began to lick but was unable to breathe.   She was smothering me with her pussy.   I struggled against my bonds and shook my head.   She lifted off of me at bit and I took a deep breath.   “Oh, couldn’t breathe, Dear”.   Well, you better do a good job and in a hurry,” she said as she lowered herself back down on my face.   I licked as deep and quickly as I could.    She did this several times, each time, sitting on me a little longer.    I struggled but was totally helpess.   I hoped that she knew how long was long enough.   I think she could tell from my struggles, when it was time to let me breathe.     Finally, I guess she felt she was wet enough and she moved back down my chest and to my hips.   I felt her sit down on my cock and begin to slowly move up and down.   Her pace quickened and she pounded me harder and deeper into her.   I heard her begin to moan.   I felt my cock get rock hard and begin to tingle.   I tried to pump back but was tied so tight that I really couldn’t move.   Finally, I felt myself begin to cum.   I clinched my fist and pulled against my bonds.   I screamed as I came.   I kept coming for what seemed like a couple of minutes as she pounded me into her.   Finally, I felt her begin to slow down and scream.   I didn’t want her to stop.   She climbed off of me and lay down beside me.   She ran her hands over my body and kissed my chest.   “Did you like that”? she asked.    I nodded yes tried to talk.    “I like you like this,” she said.   “ I think I will keep you like this all night”.   She took the gag out of my mouth and kissed me. Pain shot through my nipples again as she took the clothes pin off.    “Good night, Dear”, she said,    She pulled the covers over me and I fell asleep.     I awoke the next morning as I felt the gag being shoved into my mouth again.