ROPE HARNESS

I'm a gentle dom, yet still taking every inch (and then some...) of Bianca's comfort zone. She's willing, often eager, to be restrained and teased/tortured to orgasm, then fucked, but as the submissive partner, she also sets the limits; that's a good thing, since my imagination knows few bounds. We've been into bondage a long time, and we almost always  reach mutual happy endings (he says proudly...). Well, this past weekend, my mildly naughty plan transcended awesome.

"Take off your bracelets", I said with a smile, as Bianca prepared to join me in bed. "And today, you should wear crotchless pantyhose...", grinning. She obliged, and sat on the bed, while I knelt on the floor, and slid the sheer black pantyhose over her feet; she wriggled the rest of the way into them and laid back. "Perfect...", I reached down and stroked the hairs of her pussy though the opening in the stockings, "...and these would go great with that open-tip bra one of our distributors just introduced...!" "Ohh, yeh, it would be...", Bianca gushed, immediately flushed imagining that.

Soon it was time for a little restraint, and I had a plan. I would tie Bianca's wrists to her thighs, and her legs apart, in one of our favorite positions, a variation of Very Very Missionary. Only this time, I had imagined first making a new kind of rope crotch harness, and attaching her cuffed wrists to rope around her thighs. Happily, this worked out great, and it was simple to tie. Starting with 16' of doubled-over black rope, I passed the loop end under one thigh from the outside, and brought it up between Bianca's legs, then brought the rest of the rope over her thigh, down between her legs, under her other thigh, then up and around, tying it onto the loop end, forming a cross at her pussy, so the ropes made a figure-8 around her thighs. I made sure the ropes were snugged up tight at the very top of her thighs, into the crease under her ass, and with the cross pressing against her pussy. The ropes, bare skin, and pantyhose were incredible to feel, and the added sensations made her exclaim with delight whenever I touched her. Next, cuffs.

Using the fur-linedleather ones, I cuffed Bianca's ankles and pulling out underbed straps from the sides, restrained her legs apart. "Not too far...", she begged, and we found her limit. "You know, I was thinking about moving that table from the bedroom...", she said, continuing to talk about some changes we were making in the apartment. "OK, now I have to gag you...!". We both laughed, and taking out the sash bar gag she likes, I placed the bar into her mouth and crossed the sashes behind her head, pulling them snug but not tied. She wriggled her head to loosen the gag, and I tightened it again - we did this several times - until I said, "No, no loosining...!", and she complied. Good, no more talk about tables. Now I cuffed her wrists using the soft plush ones, and clipped the cuffs to the rope around her thighs with carbiners. Perfect.

We escalated quickly, thanks to the big vibrator. I used the rope harness to hold the vibrator in place, in different positions, over her clit, while Bianca began moaning a familiar tune, now with lube sliding the shaft into her pussy, deeper, until she stopped me, "Owwmuphh...!" (oops), and took over; she could move her arms just enough to maneuver the vibrator deftly. Always a great show. I added some stimulation with my finger teasing her now-slippery-lubed ass, and she came long and wildly, clenching the gag, pulling hard on her restraints, and nearly levitating (good thing she was tied down...!)

Now I stood up, and as usual tightened the straps to Bianca's ankle cuffs, pulling her legs wider apart; she's a lot more flexible after she comes, and I take advantage of that...! She was still shaking. Then, sliding over her into a mutual-favorite position, "side-saddle cross", and entering her, I quickly found two unanticipated benefits to that crotch harness. First, the ropes formed a support sling for my cock (!), and second, I could reach down and grab the rope to pull the harness tighter...and tighter, knowing Bianca would feel and react hotly to the ropes digging pleasurably into her, which added incredible excitement and thrills to my loud, throbbing coming...and the aftershocks which followed. This was one for the books, we decided later, when finally moving the furniture.