Bound, gagged, waxed, and found by roommate. [F/m]

Postby bottop » Sat Aug 09, 2014 4:17 pm

Preamble:

This never happened, but I was once propositioned by a woman to be tied up and waxed. I couldn't say yes at the time, for a variety of reasons, and it's haunted me ever since.

Also, all of my favorite fantasies end up with me bound while wearing woman's stockings. It's been that way since I was a kid.

Story:

I clenched my fists and bit down on the ball gag in my mouth as I felt her fingers slip under the edge of the last muslin strip.  It was right above my penis, a painful spot.  "The last one!" Laura said and then ripped it off without further ceremony.

I grunted into the gag, blew through my nose, and felt my wrists and ankles pull at their bonds for what must have been the millionth time today.  This had been longer and more painful than I had imagined when I agreed to be tied to the bed and waxed.  It had seemed to be a good idea at the time.

Then I felt her fingers tracing over my body.  My skin's sensitivity was jacked way up by hot wax and her cool fingers felt like a dream as they danced their way across my torso.  Maybe it had been a good idea after all.  I became aroused.  Suddenly, she straddled me.  I couldn't see her, but could feel her skin tight jeans wrapped around my hips and pushing against my cock.

"You were such a good boy today, to let me do this!"  She reached around my head and removed the gag.  "Here!  We won't need that anymore."

Before I could say a word, she leaned down and kissed me, almost chastely.  Then she was off of me.

"Unfortunately, it's too late for me to do anything about this right now." Her fingers circled my hard shaft and cupped my now smooth balls.  "I have to go to work.  But, you'll be here when I get back, won't you?"

I felt tugs at my wrists and ankles as she checked the ropes going to the bedposts.  "Yep!" she said.  She gave me a quick kiss then left the room.  I heard the garage door open, a car start, a car go away, and the garage door close.

Well.  Okay then.  Trapped in darkness, I must have fallen asleep.  A different voice was my alarm clock.

"Oh my!" followed by a light giggle.  

I sort of  spasmodically jerked.  Not very useful.  It was Laura's housemate.  I found my voice.

"Uh, hi?  Laura said you were working a double tonight?"

"No, I never was.  Laura is though."  She giggled again, she was at the door to the bedroom.  

"She is?"

"Yep.  Just texted me.  Said someone didn't show and she has to work through close."  Silence.  "Looks like she had a busy day too!"

I heard movement and felt air waft across my body.  The bed sank a bit near my hip.  She sat down.  Part of her body pressed up against my leg.  I tried to visualize it.  Her butt I guess?  I could feel her body heat through the thin yoga pants she was probably wearing.   The bed sort of shifted rhythmically.  She was pumping her foot.

"So, everything okay?" she asked.

"Uhm.  I suppose so.  How about you?"

"Good.  Good."

Silence.  She kept pumping her foot.  I felt myself stiffen a little. The pumping stopped.

"Er.  Uhm.  So.  Uh." I said.

The pumping started again and I heard her giggle.  I was becoming aroused and I wasn't going to stop it.

"Um.  Do you think you could cover me up or something?" I asked.

"No," she said.  Silence and pumping.

"You know, you look amazing," she said.  "Your skin looks so smooth and you can really see your muscles."  She put her hand--hot, soft--on my leg, just above the knee.  I jerked a little bit and skipped the small time stuff, going all the way to hard and erect in a heartbeat.  "And there's certainly no hiding that," she said.

I could feel my heart thump all the way in my cock.  Silence

Weight shifted.  I felt soft hair fall on my arm then the weight of her head.   She had laid down, her body resting against mine from shoulder to knee.  Her hand barely rested against my side.

"Laura has told me she likes to do this," she whispered in my ear.   "Does it hurt?" she asked.

"A little.  My shoulders are sore from having my arms over my head.  And, well, my balls hurt a bit.  I've been, uh, aroused without, um, completion, um, several times today.  So.."

"Hmm..  That's too bad really."

"Yeah" I breathed.

She stood up.  I didn't realize I had every muscle clenched until I released them and sank back onto the bed.  I was covered in sweat.

She giggled.  "I think I see why she likes this so much!"
 
I heard a drawer open.  

"I know she keeps her lingerie around here somewhere..  Oh, here we go."  Some rustling sounds.

Her hand is on my inner thigh, and I respond immediately, gasping.  As I gasp she stuffs something into my mouth.  Something silky but strong wraps around my head and covers my mouth.  She ties it off.  I'm gagged again.

"I don't think she intended her stockings to be used like that, but I think you like it." Silence.  

I slowly soften as I breathe through my nose again, just like the rest of the day.  The stockings are gummy in my mouth, wet.  I try to push them around with my tongue but they aren't going anywhere.

"I mean you're just like this warm plaything that I could do anything with.  A big, smooth, warm, doll." she says.  "With a cock"

Her finger traces down the outside of my leg and back up the inside, "Your legs look spectacular.  Muscular.  Really nice."  More rustling sounds.  Then tugging at my left ankle bond.  It comes loose.  But then something silky is pulled over my foot.  It creeps up my leg, cool and squeezy.  It stops at my upper thigh.  I feel the rope wrapped around my ankle again.  It's pulled tight, tighter then before; tied off.  The same thing happens to my other leg.

"There.  Dressed up just like a bratz doll!  Those are very nice stockings by the way!  Silk I think.  They make your legs look even nicer!"  She leaves the room and returns.  I hear the distinctive sound of an iPhone being unlocked.  Then a camera shutter.  Followed by the "swoosh" of a text message.  I thrash a bit.  She giggles.

"Laura should see that on her break, I imagine."  Then I can smell her hair again.  She puts earbuds in my ears and turns on some music.  She pulls out one earbud and whispers, lips brushing my ear, "It's the 'tween' station on Pandora.  Enjoy."  The earbud goes back in.  The scent of her hair disappears and I'm left with Katy Perry and my thoughts.  If Laura is working to close, she won't be home until almost 3 AM.  At some point, I hear the "bing" of a text message coming in.  The phone is on my abdomen, so I feel it vibrate too.

Then, after some dozens of songs, the earbuds are gone.  I smell perfumed soap.  She lifts the phone off and checks it.  "Laura says, 'Whoops. Be nice. Don't let him go.'" She clucks.

"I'm going out tonight.  Do you want to see what I'm wearing?" she asks.

I nod.

She takes my mask off.  A simple masquerade mask, but with the eyes covered with black paper.  Very effective.

My eyes adjust to the light.  It's dark outside but the room is completely lit, exposing me in all my glory.  I see myself for the first time depilated.  I see the black thigh highs she put on me, shimmering.  I feel myself start to get erect again.  I hear a giggle and remember I'm being watched.

She is standing just off to the side of bed in a mid thigh shimmery dress.  Her hair is done up.  She pulls the dress up and shows me she's wearing stockings and garters.  "Shh" she says, "our secret."

The sight of her incredible legs, beautifully covered in stockings, makes me hard. She moves close to the bed and starts tracing circles on my chest.

"Y'know I was very inspired by your smooth cock in the shower." She pulls her dress up higher and shows me she isn't wearing underwear. Her pussy is completely smooth and hairless.

Her fingers slide down my chest, across my belly, and begin stroking my cock. It jumps in response. I close my eyes in pleasure.

"No, no.. I want you to watch. I can make you close your eyes whenever I want. Now, though, you watch."

I open my eyes and helplessly watch her stroke me, gently and teasingly. Never firm or fast enough to make me do more than pulse. A groan escapes through the gag. She smiles.

She crawls on to the bed, pulls her dress up, and straddles me. "Here's another secret we can share." She slides me inside of her. She's very hot and very slippery. She works herself on me expertly, fast then slow, then sliding forward so just my very tip is in her, then cramming herself down fully on top of me. I pull against my bonds, straining, sweating, groaning.

Her rocking takes on a new fervor and she shouts and bucks as she completes herself. It excites me terribly and I feel myself grow even harder inside of her. My ass clenches as I approach climax.

She pulls herself off me. The cool air assaults my cock. I fall back from climax almost immediately. My hand jerks towards my cock, to finish this madness. Or, it would have jerked if it wasn't tied tightly to the bedpost. The tension leaves my body and I settle onto the bed.

 She pulls the mask back down.  Darkness again.

"Well, gotta run.  Hope to see you again some time. Don't forget, our little secret!"

Silence.  Gagged.  Blinded.  Oh my.  Laura?
About me: Love the feel of tights, stockings, pantyhose, garters, and girdles. Helplessness and intense pleasure have been joined for me since I was a kid

Re: Bound, gagged, waxed, and found by roommate. [F/m]

Postby capturedsuperhero » Tue Sep 02, 2014 3:33 pm

awesome!
Arrogant Superhero here, Looking for a Nasty Villain!!!!

Re: Bound, gagged, waxed, and found by roommate. [F/m]

Postby tony2 » Tue Sep 02, 2014 5:53 pm

Wow -- do they have sisters?
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nobody else will figure out you're faking it.


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Re: Bound, gagged, waxed, and found by roommate. [F/m]

Postby bottop » Thu Sep 04, 2014 4:32 pm

No. I don't think so. Would make for another good story though!
About me: Love the feel of tights, stockings, pantyhose, garters, and girdles. Helplessness and intense pleasure have been joined for me since I was a kid