Hello to my dear audience,
it has been a while since I wrote my last story ("Taking a break from studies", just in case you want to read it again), and I thought it's time to put down some words again.
This is the direct sequel to that story- about a year before the events in "a short story" take place.
Persona (copied from my previous stories.. if you know us in and out, just skip the section):
First it's me, Matt, 23 years back then, 6'3'', blonde, solidly built, called affectionally "my bad guy" by my new sweetheart.
Talking about her, she is the second person involved: Angela was 22, Blonde too, with long hair, lovely brown eyes, about 5'11' and a nice built, everything placed on the right locations on her body. She is a rather extrovert person, carrying her heart on her tongue. She's experienced in tie-up games, and really loves to be tied up.
The third person is Jasmine, our little 'bondage girl', and Angela's room mate: slightly smaller than Angela at 5'9'', brown hair of medium length, brown eyes, 20 years and a slim build. Although a shy person, she discovered she loves to be tied up as much as Angela, and that her slim body can take quite some time in tight bondage.
And now the story begins....
"Hey sweetheart, I bought tickets, that bondage convention you know, for us two and Jasmine!".
That was Angela, three days ago. Looks like it had been decided that we would visit that event at my birthday. Sometimes girls can be that demanding...
Well not that I was exactly hesitant, but going out and meeting other people sharing the same liking as us would be something new for me.
I pulled myself another glass of orange juice...in case you wonder, the girls had gone shopping, and had banned me from participating.
As you might guess, I was not too sad about that. Every man who even once had to go shopping with two girls knows it's better if they do it without you.
After I finished my day's work (I was still working at my exams back then) I decided to check out that convention's homepage, just to have an idea what could happen there.
It would take place in a small congress centre, a little out of the way- which on second thought would be good, as there would be no nosy casual drop-bys. A parking lot was in direct proximity (amazing, how most events point that out first...as if getting there is more important than the event itself).
There would be several exhibits from the different shops and web pages who sell stuff (be it photos or toys), and some 'prominent' artists would do some performances. Of course, drink and food would also be offered, for a price.
As the whole event was dedicated to tie-up freaks, it would be no problem if someone would walk around in ropes- in fact, the host would encourage that.
After reading that sentence again, I smiled...If the girls (well in fact Angela, but Jasmine didn't say "no") wanted to visit that event, they might as well do it in some form of tie-up. And after all, it would be my birthday- and on your birthday, you get nicely packaged presents, right?
Anyway, after a while (a long while, in fact) the girls arrived back from their shopping tour. I could tell you a lot of what happened then- but nothing really relates to this story- so I will skip just ahead to my birthday, the day of that convention.
As on the old board, feedback to my stories is always welcome
-to be continued-