## Bound to have a good time

Post by putasockinit2 » Tue Jun 16, 2015 8:38 am

I’d been looking at her for months. She was beautiful with long brown hair, an eye-catching bust and ass as well as her fabulous figure. In my mind, it was a mystery she wasn’t a model of some kind, but anyway this crush had very quickly developed from the first point of meeting. Her name was Sandra and she volunteered at the local stables just like me. She often wore jodhpurs or leggings, a style of clothing I particularly liked to see on a woman as glamourous as herself.
The night in question was in the mid-summer and we were the only two left in the yard as everyone else had gone home. She was dressed in a pair of black leggings and flat shoes, with a colourful and contrasting orange tank top. As we both shut our sheds I decided to speak with her.
“Got anything planned tonight then?” I smiled as she looked at me and replied with a slight sigh.
“Nah not really, I don’t have a social life anymore it seems”
“Oh yeah? Well why don’t you come with me for a week? After all, I did win that cottage holiday” I asked her, slightly sweating with how much I wanted her to accept and go with me.
A wry smile beamed on her face as she looked at me.
“You like me don’t you?”
I was caught off-guard, I panicked, I didn’t know what to say to her. She somehow knew something I’d been hiding for months. I spluttered my answer in nervous hesitation.
“Err, well er yeah” I said, going red at this point to which she just smiled and twirled her hair.
“Well in that case I will go with you on this holiday if you want.” She winked.
‘What was that? Was that a conformation she liked me back too? Was she just using me for a holiday? What was this?’ were the general consensus of my thoughts as I took a breath and asked in a much more determined manner.
“That’s great. So do you like me too?”
“That answer would depend on your feeling around a hobby of mine.” She smiled, twirling a strand of her pretty brunette hair in a teasing manner.
“And what would that be?”
“I like bondage. I love the feeling of being tied up and at the mercy…of a boy just like yourself” she winked.
I didn’t know what to say at first but gradually excitement began to grow on my face.
“Then it appears we make a good match, I like to tie girls.” I winked, slowly feeling much more confident around her. “Why don’t we make this a bondage break?” I winked flirtatiously as she caught on to the signal I was trying to suggest.
“I would love that, but I need to grab a suitcase of clothes at mine, okay if we drop by?” she asked to which I nodded in agreement. However just as she turned around to look inside a stable I quickly pushed and pinned her against the stable door, producing a length of white rope.
“When I said bondage break, I meant we may as well start now” I winked afte ri had secured her wrists behind her tightly and span her around.
“I see, ooh nice and tight…just how I like it” she grinned as we looked at each other deeply for a few seconds. An intimate and passionate kiss later and we had sealed the beginning of what surely was to become an exciting relationship. I walked her towards my car but stopped as soon as we got there.
My hand slowly and playfully slid around her waist and inside her black leggings as I carefully pulled up on her panties, forcing them to act as a crotch rope for a few seconds. She began to moan in pleasure.
“These aren’t expensive, rare or mean a lot to you do they?” I asked suddenly, as I continued to apply pressure.
“No…why?” she asked before she gasped as she felt my other hand go underneath her leggings and rip the panties off of her.
“I needed a gag for you” I winked playfully before I scrunched them into a ball “Open wide then”
“Ugh if I must” she said, although she offered no real protest and accepted the panties in a rather playful manner.
Once the panties were sealed in her mouth by duct tape which was wrapped thoroughly around her face in an over the mouth gag, I opened the boot of my car and gave her a teasing look. She could only moan as a rope was quickly secured around her middle, transforming into a three strand crotch rope. Once her ankles were secured, she was led down in the boot before a strict hogtie rope made her position much more restricting and secure.
As she playfully struggled in the boot, I couldn’t help but give her ass a playful slap; something I had wanted to do for a very long time before I closed it and drove off towards her place of residence.
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