CHAIR TIED FIRST

“I want to tie you to a chair…”, I told her. “Wha…? Oh, no I don’t think so…”, Bianca protested. I continued, “…you’ve told me often how when you were a kid, Whitey tied you to a lawn chair, and it was so exciting…well, I want to tap into some of that, to create a shuddering, thrilling moment, and then some…” To me, a great bondage scenario is a sequence of those exciting moments, like the first time I touch Bianca’s clit with a vibrator when her legs are tied wide apart. Or the shared gasp when she’s completely spread-eagled, and my cock slides into her. “Uhhh, ummm, OK...I’m listening…what have you got in mind?,” she asked warily.

A little while later, we were ready. Bianca was wearing the outfit I had picked out for the occasion: white garter belt pantyhose, crotchless white panties and a white bra, with a short black slip (white slip noted as missing…).  “Perfect! You look great for this role, honey…”, I enthused, as she sat down in the dining room chair I had placed near the foot of the bed. “I still don’t know what you’re going to be able to do with me tied to a chair…?”, she challenged me. I laughed, “Oh, between the evoked memories, and being blindfolded and gagged, you’ll find this pretty hot…!”, I promised. Bianca grinned, “Gagged? Oh really…?, she protested. “Yes, with the bar gag you like, only this time, since you’re sitting up, it’ll be tied behind your head…another new twist.” Oh r-e-a-l-l-y…?, she protested more, but I could see Bianca was squirming around in what I hoped was excited anticipation. “But first, I’m going to restrain your wrists.”

We like cuffs. No knots, no fuss, no rope burns. “Just let your arms hang down comfortably…”, I said, kneeling down beside Bianca, wrapping red leather cuffs around her wrists, and tying the cuffs to the chair frame with some rope. “That’s good…”, she guided me. “Then it’s time for the blindfold…”, I responded, placing the soft fabric one she likes over Bianca’s eyes…and feeling the heat go up. “Now spread your legs apart…yes…a little further…perfect…”, I guided her, and using the matching red leather ankle cuffs, cuffed and tied each ankle to a leg of the chair. “Ahhhhh…!”, I admired my lovely submissive. “Ohhhhh…”, Bianca shifted around, tugging at the restraints. “Now I have a surprise for you…”, I teased her. “What now…uhhhhh…”, her voice trailed off as I pushed her slip all the way up, opened the crotchless panties, laid a panty vibe against Bianca’s pussy and clit, and folded the panties back over to keep it in place. “And now for the gag….”. “Not too tight…”, she ordered me. “Right, you say when…”, and with that I placed the rubber bar into her mouth, sat behind her on the edge of the bed, and tied the satin sash comfortably behind Bianca’s head. I was hard as a rock.

When I turned on the remote control, it was like an electrostim for Bianca. I can’t adequately describe the combined effect of her nearly-convulsive quivering, involuntary tugging at restraints, and moaning through the gag, when the vibrator came on; it was the same each time I increased the intensity, too. We both could’ve come right then, but you know, good things uh, come, to those who wait…! And I had a plan. Doubling a long length of rope, I sat on the edge of the bed, behind the chair, wrapped the ropes criss-cross over Bianca’s breasts and upper arms, twisted the ropes a few times, and tied them behind her back; she gasped in moaning surprise and delight when she first felt the ropes. Then I leaned forward and reached around, adjusting the ropes so they were tight around her breasts. “Now I’m going to make you come…”, I warned Bianca, to her muffled sounds of protest and excitement. Still sitting behind her, I slid the bra straps off Bianca’s shoulders, peeled down the cups, and repositioned the ropes over flesh on either side of her nipples; I hadn’t touched her breasts yet. Now I turned up the panty vibe, and with Bianca rocking in ecstacy, this was the moment. She nearly came the moment I first stroked her breasts and nipples through the ropes. But we’re gluttons for pleasure so…not yet.

Now to finish her off, I came around and knelt down in front, and began stroking Bianca’s thighs with a light pinch or two, sliding the slip up and down, and reaching a hand under her bottom to tease her ass. She was already so lost in the pleasures, grunting, moaning, and writhing, that when I leaned forward, and she felt my mouth on her nipples, Bianca came wildly. I was glad the chair had a metal frame…! Very hot.

“Ohhh…mmyyyy…goddddd…!”, Bianca  had pushed the gag out of her mouth, “…that…was…insane…!”, she gushed. “Ohhh, do whatever you want…”, she invited me. “I was hoping you’d say that…”, I grinned, “…of course, I have something in mind…”, I kept grinning, , slowing the vibrator back down, “…first, let me get you untied…”. I pulled up the blindfold, and seeing the twinkle in Bianca’s eyes let me know all was well, very well. “Honestly, at this point I didn’t know what would follow…”, I confessed, “…and how I’d get you to move from chair to bed…but in writing the scenario, that revealed itself…”, I smiled, reaching into her panties to remove the vibrator.

Once I had untied the cuffs from the chair, I helped her stand up, and moved the chair out of the way. “Climb onto the middle of the bed and lay on your side…”, I guided her, “…and then I’m going to replace the blindfold and gag. “Uhh, OK…”, Bianca agreed. First, I fitted the blindfold back over her eyes. “OK, now bend your elbows up…”, I instructed. Because the ropes were still around her breasts and arms, that was all Bianca could do. I clipped her wrist cuffs together with a carabiner. “Now your legs…”, and I clipped her ankle cuffs together. Bianca was still humming from coming, and very supple, so I grabbed that rope from earlier, tied one end to the carabiner between her wrist cuffs, and then to the link between her ankle cuffs, and slowly adjusted the tightness to pull her arms down, and make her bend at the waist, angled just right for penetration, and very securely restrained. This was gonna be good. “I’m not going to be able lay like this very long, all…my…weight is…on my arm…”, my lovely submissive cautioned me. “No worries, I’m not going to last very long inside you…!”, I laughed. “And I want to hear the sound you make through the gag when you first feel my cock inside you…”, I tantalized Bianca, “…so lift your head for a minute and open up…”. She bit on the gag bar, I tied the sashes behind her head, and slid in behind her. The sound Bianca made when I fucked her was raw sex; between her lovely, muffled moans and my already being so hard, I came like a crazy man, too. Later, Bianca would tell me that playing Whitey was one of the most brilliant sexy bondage things I’ve ever done…!