By the way, there is no Adam inreal life, he's also fiction o the purpose of the story.
I was excited, and nervous, about my date with Adam, since he said he had a surprise for me. He asked me to get dressed up, which meant it was going to be pretty romantic, or at least I hoped. I decided to go with a white blouse, my red sweater, a black skirt, and my red heels that matched my sweater.
I was watchin for Adam, and my heat raced when I saw him walking up to our door. I let him knock, since I saw he had brought me roses. My parents were in the living room, but let me answer the door.
He looked hot, in his white long sleeved shirt, with the first two buttons open, dres slacks, and dress shoes. His wavy blond hair and deep blue eyes just completed the picture. He gave the flowers, I put them in a vase, he made small talk with my parents, and we left.
I asked where we were going, he just smiled and said "you'll see." We drove to his place. Holding hands, we walked to his front door, he took a key and opend it, and we went in. His parents were out, he said. I'm technically not supposed to be at a guys' place without adults around, but I wasn't going to complain. We went downstairs to the family room, he told me to sit on the couch, and he started a fire in the fieplace. He turned off the lights, and we were illumiated by he flames in the fireplace. He took off his shoes (I already toon mine off) and cuddled with me. Soon I was on his lap, and we were kissing passionatly. He tried moving his hand up my sweater, but I pushed it away. He tried again, and I pushed again. He asked what was wrong, and I said nothing, it was ok, I just had a hard time not pushing his hand away.
Adam smiled. "What if you couldn't push my hand away?" I fantasized about bondage, but I didn't think I should bring it up I hoped tis was what he meant. "What do you mean?" I said. "Well," he said, "I could tie your hands, then you couldn't stop me." He laughed, and I said "Well, ok, that migh work." He was surprised, but said "Ok, great, let me get something." I got up off his lap, he got up, and pulled out some rope from ehind the couch. "I was hoping he could try this" he said "But didn't know what yo would say." I turned my back to him, crossed my wrists behind my back, and said "I say it'll be easier on me if I can't stop you". I really didn'twant to go too far with him, but I wanted him to make that decision. And I wanted to know what being tied up by him was like.
Adam tied my hands pretty tightly--it was too late to stop anything now!-and started to tie my arms to my sides. I wondered if he did this before. It didn't matter, really. He led me to the couch, and had me sit down. He told me to cross my ankles, and I did. He knelt down and tied them together too. He sat down, and pulled me on his lap. "now where were we..." he said. We started kissing again,,,I could feel his hand move under my sweater. I wanted him to stop, but couldn't stop him. But then...he stopped. He moved his hand down my thigh, and i figued he was going to do something else. But he didn't. I asked him what was wrong, and he said he wasn't going to do anything I didn't want him too. We started kissing again, I struggled against the ropes, and he held my ankles by the rope that bound them.
He didn't grope me or mistreat me at all. I spent maybe a couple hours bound and caressed, bound and kissed. It was a wonderful first bondag date.
NOTE: I hope this is ok--it's really my fantasy of what my first bondage date should be, lots of bondage and a caring guy.
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