"Okay! One more try at this," I said and tied her wrists in front of her. I then tied her ankles together too and then tied a rope around her midsection which pinned her wrists to her body. "No more using your teeth!" I taunted. "I can't believe you're not tying them behind me!" she said, taunting back. I tied her knees together as well as she had done me, and told her to have at it. She started struggling and I thought I had her because she wasn't making any progress. However, with about 5 minutes left, she got her wrists free from her midsection, used her teeth to untie herself, and untied her knees and ankles with about 2 minutes left. "Told you," she taunted, and I was mad at myself for not tying her hands behind her to get her. "Hands behind you again!" she said. "Okay, but you can't tie my elbows! That's the rules!" I argued.
"I know... I'm not going to tie your elbows!" she said, and I suddenly felt confident. I could always get my wrists around my butt and to the front and use my teeth. She tied my wrists behind me again, but then REALLY got me good. She tied a rope around my waist and knotted it in the front with a tail hanging off. She then ran the rope under my legs, against my crotch, and ran it through the rope holding my wrists together and cinched them close to my butt. She then passed it back to the front (after she tied a knot in the rope to rub up against me) and tied it off in front. "See? I'm not putting the knots where you can reach them!" she taunted and tied my legs and knees together as well. She then laid me on my tummy and told me to have at it. If I pulled on my wrists at all, it tugged on my crotchrope which was REALLY intense, and I was getting REALLY turned on. I tried to pull my hands around my butt again, but every time I tried, my wrists didn't go anywhere and it only wound up putting more pressure on my crotch. Ergo, I exhausted myself struggling, and put tons of pressure on my crotchrope in the process, but I didn't make any progress at all. I was really upset that I was down 2-0, but part of me felt really good. Partly because I was helpless and enjoyed it (as well as the crotchrope), but partly because I WANTED to lose the game. After 20 minutes, she came back. "Well, looks like I'm winning 2-0!" she boasted. "I want to leave you here to pull on your crotch more and let you torture yourself," she said as she turned me to my side and brushed my hair out of my face. "But!" I started. "But that would be cheating, I know..." she said and began untying me. "But it looks like I'm up 2-0. You can expect more of that when I win 3-0!" she bragged. In one sense, I was NOT looking forward to it, but in another, I was.
"Okay, are you going to tie my hands behind me for once?" she asked, taunting me, and I decided to do it. Even more, I was going to tie her in the position I had seen with her wrists tied to her ankles (a hogtie) because I was for certain that that would get her. So I tied her wrists behind her again and then tied her ankles and feet together. I wasn't thinking and left the rope that hogtied her where she could reach it (although at the time I knew no way to conceal it from her... she could have got it anywhere). I told her to have at it and she started using her wrists to untie the rope hogtying her. After she got it undone, I knew I was toast. She then slipped her hands around her butt (which she had trouble with as well... it's really tough if you've never tried it before!), used her teeth to untie her wrists, and untied her feet and ankles. "Well, you have to get out or else this is a perfect sweep!" she said, excited. "I might as well go get dressed again because I won't be tied up any more," she taunted, angering me. "I've been saving this one for last! You might be in it a while," she told me. I wanted to go get a shirt on (not wanting to spend the weekend with a skimpy top on) but was confident that she had run out of ways to secure me that I couldn't get out of.
It's basically what she called a Japanese Box tie (later I found out it was called Ushiro Takatekote
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eWapkm_XudY that is a similar video). Basically, she had me cross my wrists behind me, my elbows bent at perfect 90 degree angles. She tied a rope around my wrists vertically, and I figured it would be easy to just pull them out using my arms. But then she used the rope and ran it above my breasts and then below them (making them stick out up on a shelf). This secured them to my body, but I figured after enough struggling, I could get these ropes up over my head or something. But then she took another rope and then cinched them off by tying around both of them on each side, making it impossible for me to move my arms outward at all, and since my wrists were by the vertical rope, there was no way I was going anywhere. As if this weren't enough, she tied a rope between my breasts through the rope that ran below them and then back up which pulled them up even more. She then used the rest of this rope to tie around my wrists horizontally (OVERKILL!) She then tied my knees and ankles together again and laid me on my tummy (which made my breasts hurt because they were tied out) and told me to go after it. I tried to struggle but couldn't do ANYTHING. I could barely move and roll to my side to keep my chest from hurting even more.
After 20 minutes, I was exhausted even more and still hadn't got myself free. She returned (it was about 9 PM) and looked at me. "Well, as I predicted, I won 3-0... Looks like you have a lot to learn. But I have a date tonight, so I'm going to see you later. But before, I do, I'll leave you with this!" she said and tied on another crotchrope as she had before, and tied it to my wrists. Again, any time I struggled now, it would put pressure on my crotch (which it did naturally, only moreso when I struggled). She tickled the soles of my feet again and I squirmed which pulled on my crotchrope again. This time, though, she didn't stop for a few seconds. "Oh, get used to it, honey. There's PLENTY more where that came from!" she said. "Oh, and one more thing!" she went to my drawer and gagged me with my own panties, stuffing a pair in my mouth before tying some hose around it to hold it in. I tried to talk and shout in protest but couldn't come close as she rolled me onto my tummy. "I know this is more uncomfortable," she said, cupping her own larger-than-average breasts.
"Night! Oh, and if you DO get free, remember that I get to tie you up again, and you know I have at least 2 ways to tie you that you can't get out of! But I doubt you'll get out of that," she said and left me laying there face down. I wanted to turn over onto my side because my breasts hurt, but if I wiggled my body to get on my side, it would pull on my crotchrope harder. So I decided to stay face down and just deal with it. Little did I know, though, what was in store for me.
(continued in the new thread on the intimate forum)