Amy and Jim part 2 (MF love bondage)

Postby charlie » Mon Aug 15, 2011 11:34 am

Amy and Jim, part 2

[Content advisory: pretty explicit, completely consensual love bondage between husband and wife lovers. The participants in this are both friends. I'm posting this with their permission, after changing their names and a few personal details in the interests of privacy.]

Amy: This is part two of my journey into tie up games with Jim, my husband, my lover, and my best friend. We won't waste time repeating the background info; check out part one here, titled "Amy and Jim (first time MF love bondage)" if you are interested in how I "came out" to Jim with my naughty fantasies of being stripped naked and tied up so I'm completely helpless while Jim fucks me like a wild animal.

Jim: After the story we told in part one, my grad school and job and Amy's music teaching schedule didn't leave us time for another major play session for nearly a week. Amy's birthday was approaching, and I had a pretty good idea what she wanted for it.

Amy: I only dropped about a hundred hints that week, emphasized with plenty of adjectives like "tighter" and "rougher". I also let him know how much it turned me on when he pinched my nipples really hard. If Jim wasn't such a big sweet gentle cuddly teddy bear I probably would have been more judicious in what I asked for, but I figured I was more than ready to take anything he was willing to give me.

Jim: I played dumb, but I spent almost every spare minute that week working on my "evil plan" for Amy, which was of course to give her the most intensely pleasurable bondage sex experience that I could. A lot of Internet research and some preparation was needed. The soft braided thick white nylon rope at the hardware store was easy. A couple of "other things" required me to make a trip to a local store that had a "bachelor / bachelorette party" section with lots of sexually oriented stuff. I'd rather not spill the beans until later in the story on the stuff I bought there.

Amy: We had been planning all along on a birthday dinner for me at our favorite restaurant. It was a hot sticky summer Friday, and I gave my last music lesson of the day at an older house without air conditioning. I hurried home and showered. I put on some sexy little black panties, and a lacy little black bra to match, and I came into the living room to ask Jim for his opinion on what to wear.

Jim: I'm generally pretty clueless on clothes and fashion; I don't think Amy wanted any real advice; she just wanted to give me a quick visual tease in her cute little black undies.

Amy: Guilty as charged! But I did think it would be fun to get Jim involved. I held up two outfits for his review. The first was a pair of denim short shorts and a black spaghetti strap tank top. The second was a tight, stretchy little black dress.

Jim: I got a naughty thought on how to spice up our game even more. I held up the little black dress. "Definitely this!"

Amy: I was about to put on the dress when Jim grabbed me for a big wet kiss. What a nice surprise!

Jim: I had far naughtier things in mind. Once I had Amy in my arms, I quickly unhooked her bra, slipped it off her, and kissed and licked her beautiful breasts.

Amy: An even nicer surprise!

Jim: We had a reservation for the restaurant, so we couldn't play for too long. I handed the dress back to Amy. "We'd better hurry now; put on your dress". But I held onto her bra.

Amy: "Can I have my bra back"?

Jim: "No; I think you should go braless tonight."

Amy: I felt a little self conscious and embarrassed, but I decided to give it a try. My breasts are medium small and much more firm than bouncy, so I was pretty sure I'd look OK. Anyhow, we were going to the local upscale vegetarian restaurant, and it was not uncommon for both customers and restaurant staff (including the "well endowed") to go braless, even while wearing much skimpier and more revealing things. I slipped on the dress and went over to the mirror to check myself out.

Jim: I joined her; I wanted to check her out too. You could see the shape of her nipples through the thin dress, but it was subtle and tasteful, and certainly not out of place at all for a hot summer day in this liberal college town.

Amy: I was thinking the same thing. And it made me feel a little naughtier, in anticipation of what I was expecting Jim to do to me after dinner.

Jim: I had one more surprise for Amy before dinner. Just after we had stepped out the door, before I pulled it shut, I grabbed Amy again and squeezed her against me. Our door opened into a little alcove at the end of the hall; so we couldn't be seen except from the doorway of the apartment across the hall from us, but that unit was vacant for the summer. I kissed and pawed Amy like a wild animal.

Amy: I wasn't used to Jim grabbing me roughly, but I was liking it a whole lot!

Jim: Before Amy knew what was coming I reached up under her little dress and pulled her panties down below her knees. My hands and fingers were all over her.

Amy: I should have been worried about being late for our dinner reservation, but that definitely was NOT what I was thinking about!

Jim: I slipped her panties down to her ankles. "Step out!" I used my most assertive voice.

Amy: Jim was definitely NOT being a teddy bear. But what he did next surprised me the most.

Jim: I tossed Amy's little black panties through the open door back into our apartment and I pulled it shut. I immediately returned to my passionate kissing and pawing of Amy, stopping her protest. Then I suddenly pulled her with me down the hall. "It's getting late; we'd better hurry to make our dinner reservation."

Amy: "Wait Jim; I need to get my panties!" I was at quite a disadvantage, since I hadn't brought my purse or keys or anything; there was absolutely nothing but my flip-flops, my little black dress, and me in my birthday suit under it.

Jim: "Sorry Amy, no time for that." I picked her up and started to carry her toward the car.

Amy: When Jim picked me up, my dress rode up, half uncovering my bare bottom. I was really scared that somebody would see me like this. I begged Jim to put me back down.

Jim: I put her back down, on the condition that she come with me just the way she was; no going back for her panties!

Amy: Jim had never treated me like this; I was a tiny bit put off but a whole lot turned on!

Jim: Without further incident, we drove downtown to our favorite restaurant. We sat outside on their deck in the warm summer evening sun. It was fun watching Amy being so careful to keep her legs together and her dress down, lest somebody see our naughty little secret.

Amy: It was embarrassing, but it was very exciting too. I was getting hornier and hornier by the minute. Dinner seemed to take forever, and I just couldn't think of anything but sex!

Jim: Neither of us are big drinkers, but we decided to celebrate this special occasion with a little pinot noir. We kept it to one glass each; neither of us wanted to be out of it for our after dinner tie up game.

Amy: The little bit of wine was perfect for relaxing me just enough to really enjoy the dinner too. But I was still pretty nervous and excited and horny, all at once, and I clumsily knocked Jim's wine glass, which was still half full, right onto him.

Jim: I was wearing shorts and a t-shirt that were both dark navy blue, so it really didn't matter; it would be an easy cleanup and any stain would never show. But it seemed like I ought to work this into our game. "Bad Amy! Look at the mess you made! I'm going to have to punish you for this!"

Amy: Jim had always forgiven everything I ever did, big or small, so this was really unusual. I didn't think he was really mad at me, and the idea of a little play "punishment" seemed more than intriguing.

Jim: I cleaned up as best I could with a napkin and some cold water, and Amy shared the rest of her glass with me. We were both eager to get home from dinner to start our play time. No dessert for either of us; "dessert" was going to be our little game back home. We finished eating, and I paid our check and left a nice tip.

Amy: As we drove back, I was overwhelmed with curiosity, excitement, and nervousness at what Jim might have in store for me. I was also a little worried that maybe my hints hadn't gotten through; maybe we'd just go back for some good old "vanilla sex"; nice enough, but not what I wanted for my birthday!

Jim: Amy's hints had gotten through loud and clear, but I played dumb as much as I thought would still be believable; I wanted to leave her wondering, and to surprise her with my "evil plan".

Amy: When we got back into our apartment. I kicked off my flip-flops and Jim locked the door behind us. He stopped at the coat closet to pull two things out of the pocket of his winter jacket. I wasn't sure what they were, but they seemed to be black and made of cloth. For a second I thought it might be my bra and panties but those were still on the floor where he had thrown them as we had left.

Jim: "I'm going to get your surprise ready, but I can't have you peeking." I handed Amy the first item from the coat pocket. "Put this on!"

Amy: It was a black sleep mask blindfold. It was made from a very soft black satin fabric, and it was filled with soft fiber padding like a little pillow. It had a beautiful little flower decoration embroidered on the front. It was also huge. I put it on. It covered my face from my forehead down to my cheeks. It was so soft and nice and comfortable.

Jim: I carefully smoothed it against her nose and adjusted it for a perfect fit. "No peeking! We wouldn't want to spoil any surprises, would we?"

Amy: I couldn't see a thing; I was in total darkness now. I couldn't even tell if it was day or night. I eagerly awaited whatever was coming next. I felt Jim take my hands in his. Then I felt something around my wrists; whatever it was, it was soft but soon it was very tight. Jim pulled my arms up over my head and I heard a small "click".

Jim: The apartment had a hook in the ceiling for a hanging plant that we weren't using. A little engineering with a couple of velcro cable ties and a small carabiner, and I had the perfect restraint for cuffing Amy's hands up over her head.

Amy: I was trapped; I couldn't bring my arms down. Now there was no way for me to reach my blindfold. Jim didn't leave me like that for long; I felt him squeezing me and pawing and groping my ass, and I felt him pull my dress all the way up over my head and up to my wrists.

Jim: One more velcro strap was ready to keep the dress up there at her wrists by the ceiling so I didn't have to let her wrists out. Part one of my plan was complete.

Amy: So here I was, buck naked, my arms strapped up to the ceiling over my head, and blindfolded. Not to mention horny as hell. I felt Jim's hands all over me, grabbing my ass, squeezing my breasts, giving little love pinches to my nipples, and sometimes wandering between my legs where I was most sensitive of all. All this time he was kissing me wildly. I was halfway to heaven already, but I still wondered whether there was any hope for a little rougher play.

Jim: Starting slow to tease her was all part of the plan. After a few minutes I let go of Amy and got the rest of my surprises out of their hiding place. I laid things out on the table. I wanted maximum "visual impact" when Amy saw everything.

Amy: My first frustration. I wanted more from Jim, but he had stopped pawing me and gone somewhere else. With my hands strapped up over my head, I couldn't do anything to satisfy myself, I couldn't go find Jim, and I couldn't even reach the blindfold to take it off so I could see what was going on.

Jim: I had planned ahead, so it only took me a couple of minutes to lay out everything. I went back to Amy, gave her one more good feeling up, and then I released the velcro straps on her wrists but I held onto her bunched up dress. She brought her hands down, now completely naked except for her black blindfold. I tossed the dress over to a chair where it joined her bra and panties. She wouldn't be needing any of those for the rest of the evening! "Your surprise is ready sweetheart; you can take off your blindfold now."

Amy: I slowly took off the blindfold. It felt so soft and nice as I slid it up my face. I pulled it all the way off and looked at the sight before me on our dining table. Neatly arranged on the table were five thick, soft white ropes! They were laid out by size; one looked really long, then there were two medium ones, and behind those were two short ones. There were also two small gift boxes, one small and one really tiny, and both were tied up with white ribbons. "Do I get to open these now?"

Jim: "Not yet." I took the blindfold from Amy's hand and put it on the table. "We'll need this again later." I picked up the longest piece of rope and handed it to Amy. "Are you ready for your punishment for spilling my drink?"

Amy: "Yes." I giggled a little from my excitement. I felt the rope and slid my hands over it. It was smooth and soft. I imagined how it would feel wrapped around my bare skin. I found a red ring on the rope, like it have been put on with a felt marker. I looked at it closely. "What's this on the rope? I asked out of curiosity?"

Jim: "It just marks the center. That way I can fold it exactly in half quickly. When you have a really naughty girl who needs to be tied up super tight, it's best to start with the rope folded in half." I took the rope from Amy and I folded it at the red mark to make a little loop, then I slipped the pair of ends into the loop to make a big double ring of rope. "Turn around and clasp your hands behind your back! Now bring your elbows together until they touch." I had rehearsed my routine several times, including practicing the ties on rolled up blankets and a sweatshirt stuffed with other clothes.

Amy: This wasn't what I had expected. I don't really know what I expected. I guess I thought I would just be wrapped up in a lot of rope like a cocoon, sort of like the stereotypical scene in a movie with the villain and the damsel in distress. But I went along with Jim; I certainly didn't want to spoil the game. Thanks to all my yoga practice, I was pretty flexible. I think I got my elbows to within a few inches of touching behind my back. I smiled over my shoulder back at Jim.

Jim: Now for the first tricky part. I wanted Amy to feel the tightness, but of course I didn't want to risk hurting her. I knew she was flexible, but I wasn't sure just how flexible. I slipped the double loops up over her hands and brought them all way up just above her elbows. I pulled it snug. "You OK, sweetie."

Amy: I wasn't sure if I was glad Jim was being careful with me or disappointed he wasn't giving me the full rough treatment. "I'm fine Jim; you can tie me up nice and tight; much tighter than this; I won't break easily!"

Jim: Holding the rope so it wouldn't come loose, I took her arms in my hands and slowly squeezed her elbows together. "Tell me if I'm hurting you." The naughty grin on Amy's face and her continuing giggling made it pretty clear she was completely OK. I was surprised that I was able to get her elbows to touch with only a little pressure; I had tried myself and there was no way I could bend like that.

Amy: Now all those yoga classes were paying off. It felt a little strange having my elbows together like that, but it wasn't particularly uncomfortable for me and it certainly wasn't hurting me.

Jim: I took all the slack out of the rope now that her elbows were together, and I took the pair of free ends and made three more turns around her arms just above her elbows. I placed the rope coils very neatly so they weren't bunched up and didn't pinch her, but I got them nice and snug. Then I ran two turns between her arms, cinching up the earlier ropes so they couldn't slip off. I finished up with a nice tight knot between her arms just above her elbows.

Amy: Now The ropes felt tight around my arms but they were still soft and comfortable. It was kind of like the way Jim hugged me; nice and soft but I couldn't get out of his arms.

Jim: I suspect that this one rope would have done the job. Since she couldn't reach the knot between her elbows, her only chance would be to try to work the ropes back down her arms until they were below her elbows, and the ropes were tight enough that it wouldn't be easy

Amy: I was just enjoying the moment, I hadn't really thought about escape possibilities yet.

Jim: As I had planned, I had plenty of extra rope length at each end past my first knot. Next, I ran an end of the rope under one armpit from back to front, then behind her neck like a halter top, back down the front of her other shoulder, and front to back through her other armpit and then tied off in back. I also ran two more loops of the rope around her chest, one above her breasts and one below them.

Amy: I was loving the way the rope felt on my bare skin. It was so strong and tight, but at the same time it was also soft and comfortable.

Jim: Next I ran the rope from the knot between her elbows up though the halter rope behind her neck and down to the knot again. I pulled it fairly hard, tightly cinching her shoulder ropes and forcing her to arch her back and thrust out her chest even more. The last stop for that rope was over her left shoulder, down under the rope below her breasts, back up over her right shoulder, and back to the big knot above her elbows. I stopped to tie a little loop in the part that went around the rope below her breasts; this would come in handy later.

Amy: I looked down at my chest. The ropes sort of framed the edges of my breasts like the outline of a bikini top, but with no cups over my breasts. My breasts aren't that large, but squeezed between the ropes they stuck out a little more that usual. I was realizing that this was WAY tighter then just being wrapped in ropes. I wondered what the little loop was for. I imagined Jim attaching something like a leash to it and leading me around naked by it.

Jim: Now I was positive there would be no way for Amy to get out of this rope herself without help. The harness around her chest and over her shoulders made sure she wouldn't be able to slip the rope above her elbows down, and everything, especially the important last knot, was way out of her reach between her elbows.

Amy: I had always figured that if a tied up girl struggled and wriggled around for long enough, she'd eventually get out. But now I was beginning to have my doubts. Jim was worried about hurting me and he kept checking my arms and hands to make sure they had plenty of circulation. I was actually reasonably comfortable; I felt pretty sure I would have been OK like this for at least an hour, and I was hoping Jim wouldn't let me out any time soon.

Jim: For the next part of our game I wanted Amy on the floor, so she couldn't fall and hurt herself. I went to our bedroom and came back with our biggest, softest blanket. I moved furniture to clear a big open space and I spread out the blanket. I had Amy sit on the floor in the middle of the blanket and I turned my attention to her beautiful legs. I grabbed the two medium ropes from the table.

Amy: With two ropes, I figured Jim was going to tie my legs together at both my ankles and my knees.

Jim: Bad guess! I had Amy bend her right leg fully at the knee. I wrapped the first rope around both her upper and lower leg, so she wouldn't be able to straighten her knee. After several neatly placed turns, I cinched off the loops between her upper and lower legs, both to tighten them and to make it impossible for them to slip off over her knee. I took the second rope and repeated for her left leg. With both her legs tightly tied bent at the knees like this, Amy couldn't run, walk, or even stand up. But she could spread them wide apart, which was important for reasons you can probably guess.

Amy: I quickly discovered that although I could bring my legs together, it wasn't very comfortable and I didn't have much leverage. Now the most comfortable position was with my legs spread pretty wide open, which made me feel very exposed and vulnerable since I was completely naked.

Jim: That was the whole idea! Now I picked up one of the short ropes. I folded it at the red mark I had made at the center, made another doubled loop, and slipped it over her wrists. I made three neatly placed turns around both her wrists, and then one more turn between her wrists to cinch them down tight so she couldn't slip out of them. "Let's see if you can get out of this, Amy!"

Amy: I gave a pretty good struggle, but between the elbow ropes and the wrist ropes my arms were completely useless. The ropes around my chest didn't really do all that much except to frame my bare breasts; maybe that was the whole idea.

Jim: While Amy struggled and put on a great show for me, I found myself getting pretty uncomfortable from having my increasingly stiff penis trapped inside my pants. It wasn't fair that Amy was the only one here who was naked, so I stripped off everything myself.

Amy: I stared at Jim's now raging erection and struggled harder against the tight ropes. I thought about my vulnerable condition and how easily he could fuck me, and there wouldn't be a thing I could do to stop him. And this was exactly what I wanted him to do. I took a minute to enjoy this thought. I was so horny I would have pounced on Jim and fucked him if I could. I continued struggling. I found that the one thing I could move some was my lower arms and wrists. The ropes made them naturally lay against my bare bottom, but I was flexible enough to stretch them quite a way to either side of me or back behind me.

Jim: I picked up the last short rope. "Look Amy, I have one more rope. I wonder what I should do with it?"

Amy: "You can do anything you like, sweetheart." I really didn't know what he had in mind.

Jim: "You can move your wrists around way too much; I'd better fix that!" I went behind Amy and tied one end of it onto the ropes between her wrists. I made sure the new knot was up above her wrists where she couldn't reach it. Then I reached between her legs from the front and grabbed the rope. I pulled it back through her legs and let it lightly brush her soft furry pussy lips.

Amy: That felt really good. I was so glad Jim had picked out such beautiful soft strong white rope!

Jim: "I know how I can keep your naughty hands out of trouble!" I brought the rope up her tummy and chest and slipped the end through the loop I had made on the chest harness. I pulled the free end snug and the rope pressed against her sensitive pussy lips. I slowly tightened the rope, carefully slipping it deep between her lips. I watched Amy's face carefully for any sign of pain in case I accidentally pinched her. Amy had her eyes closed and a big naughty grin on her face; so far so good.

Amy: I never saw a "damsel in distress" in the movies with a rope like this between her legs!

Jim: I pulled Amy's crotch rope quite tight and tied it off at the chest loop.

Amy: Having that rope up me so tight was uncomfortable, but it also turned me on. My wrists were pinned hard against my ass now, so I couldn't even move them an inch. Every little movement I made, every squirm, every struggle rubbed my most sensitive places and worked that rope in even deeper.

Jim: I let Amy enjoy that for a couple of minutes and then moved on the the next plan item. "You can open your gift now, sweetie." I teasingly held out the larger box with the ribbon. Of course she couldn't take it from me or open it.

Amy: "Very funny Jim; now how am I supposed to open my present?"

Jim: I held the box in front of her face. "This is your first challenge."

Amy: Jim brought it close enough for me to take the ribbon in my teeth. I held it while he slowly pulled the box away. The bow came loose. I let go with my teeth and the ribbon fell to the floor. Jim held the box to me again and I managed to push the lid off of it with my nose. I looked inside and saw a white ball not much bigger than a golf ball and a bunch of straps. I had no idea what it was for.

Jim: Amy any I are both vegetarians and we don't care much for leather. Fortunately they had this all synthetic version at the local "lovers store" with woven nylon webbing straps. It was all white and it was called the "bride's bridle". From the puzzled look on Amy's face, I was pretty sure she hadn't caught on to what was about to happen to her. I picked up the ball. Of course all the attached straps came with it. I held it in front of Amy's face. "Open wide!"

Amy: I opened my mouth and Jim popped the ball in. It filled my mouth pretty completely, but he didn't have to force it in. "Hey what are you doing to me?" came out of my head, but something more like "EEEEE, UUUUU OOOO UUUUU OOOO OO EEEE" came out. While I was still taking all this in, Jim took of the straps and fastened it at the back of my neck.

Jim: I watched Amy carefully for any signs of choking or distress. She looked completely astonished, but not as if she was in any trouble. The second strap was a little short one that went under her chin. That one didn't have a release buckle, but there was a little slider to make it snug. The last strap was the longest and most complicated. There was a Y shape that went up from the sides of the ball in her mouth and met above her nose between her eyes. Then a single strap ran over the top of her head and joined with the strap in back.

Amy: I had thought a whole lot about being tied up, but as far as being gagged, I had never imagined much beyond the old movie cliche of a knotted scarf in my mouth. This was WAY more effective. I really couldn't say a thing. I could make a few different kinds of grunts but that was about it.

Jim: "Safety check time, sweetie. Can you breathe OK?" Amy nodded. "Do you feel like you might choke?" She shook her head no. "Is this too much? Should we stop our game now?" She violently shook a "no". "Would you like it even rougher?" She nodded a "yes". "How about MUCH rougher?"

Amy: I was really getting into this. Here I was totally naked, bound and gagged so I was completely helpless and vulnerable. And I was loving every minute of it. I gave a vigorous "YES" nod to Jim's last question. Whatever he was willing to dish out, I was more than ready to take!.

Jim: I went over all the straps on Amy's harness gag, and pulled them all a little more snug. The harness straps had some nice little elastic loops to keep it all neat, so I tidied up the loose ends. When I was done with them, I groped and pawed and felt up Amy one more time. With the addition of the gag, she couldn't even protest, much less stop me. And I knew all my touches were turning her on.

Amy: Jim went off to our bedroom and immediately brought back our big adjustable floor mirror. He sat me up on the floor propped up against the couch, and he adjusted the angle of the mirror so I had a full view. It was quite a strange sight; the naked girl all trussed up with white ropes and gagged. I focused on the lone rope that ran between her legs, nestled deep in her most sensitive places. And then I connected; that was ME! I was the helpless naked girl in the mirror! I struggled against my ropes and watched myself in the mirror. I tried to talk, to shout, to scream past my gag, but only muffled grunts came out. The more I watched my own struggles, the more turned on I got.

Jim: Now it was time for Amy's other present. I brought her the second gift box. "You can open this one now." I held it in front of her face.

Amy: "Open it how?", I thought. With my arms tied behind my back they were useless, and now with this gag in my mouth I couldn't even use my teeth. I just grunted. Jim picked me up and put me face down on the floor in the middle of the blanket. He put the box in front of my face.

Jim: "Open it or you'll be punished!" I ordered. Of course Amy didn't have a chance. I watched her useless struggles.

Amy: I managed to shove the box around on the blanket a little bit with my nose but that was about it. Jim didn't give me much time.

Jim: "Too bad; you failed this test. Do you know what the punishment is?

Amy: Of course I had I had no idea. I shook my head "no".

Jim: I stopped for a safety check. "Wiggle your fingers." She did. I felt her hands. They were still warm and pink. "Are you still OK?" Amy nodded a yes. "Should we just stop now?" A strong head shake "no". I picked Amy up and leaned her back against the couch. I also repositioned the mirror so she could have another good view of herself like this, naked, bound, and gagged. "I'm glad you're still OK, but maybe you won't be after the punishment in this box." I opened the box and held the contents in front of Amy's face.

Amy: It was mostly shiny chrome, and it sort of looked like two pairs of tweezers with a little silver jewelry chain between them, but I had no idea what they really were. They actually looked kind of nice, not particularly scary. I would soon learn otherwise.

Jim: "You don't know what these are for, do you?"

Amy: I shook my head "no"; I really didn't.

Jim: "These are a sure way to bring even the naughtiest, most disobedient girls back into line. They're called tweezer clamps. Do you want to see how they work?"

Amy: I guess I was supposed to be scared, but I was way more curious than anything else. I nodded a "yes".

Jim: "In case you haven't figured it out yet, naughty girls get these put on their nipples. They have nice little pads on the tips, so they won't draw blood or cause any permanent damage, but they can have a wicked bite. You can make them gentle by sliding this adjusting ring just a little bit, or you can make they really nasty by sliding it up hard. The longer they're on, the worse they hurt."

Amy: Now I got it, but I still wasn't the least bit scared. I absolutely LOVED it when Jim pinched my nipples hard with his fingers; it was like there were live wires right from my nipples to my clitoris. I expected a whole lot more pleasure than pain from these.

Jim: "Just a few minutes in these will bring even the toughest bad girl to tears. Of course you have to have her hands tied so she can't reach them and take them off herself. Just slide the little rings up really tight and she'll beg and plead and offer to do ANYTHING to get you to take them off. I teased Amy with them, making little biting gestures just in front of her nipples. "One more little thing to get you ready for these."

Amy: Jim got down on the floor with me and he started kissing my breasts and sucking my nipples. "How sweet," I thought, but I was eager for the rough stuff. But bound and gagged as I was, there wasn't a thing I could do about it. Jim sucked long and hard, and gave me a few little love bites, which really got me hot. My nipples were fully erect and they stood out from my chest, proud and firm.

Jim: With my fingers, I pinched Amy's left nipple hard from above, and I slipped the first clamp into place from below. I slid the adjusting ring up just until it was barely snug, and I repeated this for her right nipple too.

Amy: I liked the feeling of the clamps. They really didn't hurt much; they reminded me of Jim's gentle little love bites.

Jim: I would soon fix that. This was the one part of my plan that I wasn't sure I wanted to go through with. These just seemed too evil and painful for my sweet innocent Amy. But she had loved my nipple pinching so much the first time I tied her up, and she had begged me for more. She was about to get a lot more. I slid the adjusting rings up a lot tighter, taking care to make her left and right one about the same. "Amy, now that you've had a taste of these, do you promise to be a good girl from now on?"

Amy: Now that Jim had tightened the clamps, they were actually starting to hurt quite a bit. But I wanted the full experience and I wanted it bad. I shook my head "no" wildly. I really had no idea just how much they were going to hurt.

Jim: "Suit yourself, naughty girl! I'll bet your attitude will be very different after an hour in the tweezers." Of course I wasn't really going to leave them on Amy for very long, but planting the possibility in her mind was part of the game. I slid the little rings up even tighter; I had to apply quite a bit of force with my fingers to get them really tight. The look on Amy's face changed dramatically.

Amy: Yikes! For the first time, I wondered if I had gotten myself in over my head. These were MUCH worse than I had been expecting, and I wanted them off. I was starting to wish I hadn't asked Jim to be extra rough. After maybe half a minute of this torment, Jim reached for my chest again. I figured my sweet teddy bear couldn't bear to see me hurting like this; I expected he would take them off.

Jim: I so much wanted to do that, but I also didn't want to cheat Amy out of the experience she had practically begged for. I took the chain between Amy's nipple clamps and I started to slowly pull on it. I stretched Amy's nipples out away from her chest.

Amy: OH MY GOD! When Jim pulled on the chain, the burning in my nipples just about sent me through the roof. I tried to beg Jim to stop, but I couldn't say a word through the gag. After maybe a minute Jim stopped tugging on the chain, and the pain settled back down to what I'd call "medium burn". I looked in the mirror again at the poor helpless naked girl with the clamps on her nipples and the gag in her mouth.

Jim: "Remember that view, since you won't be seeing it again any time soon!" I tried putting the blindfold back on Amy, but the gag harness got in the way. I undid the strap over the top of Amy's head, put the blindfold on her, adjusted it carefully so there would be no way she could peek, and then I fastened the strap again. I put Amy flat on her back in the middle of the blanket. "Sorry Amy, but I forgot one thing for our game; I need to run to the store. I should be back in an hour." Totally a lie, but part of the game. "Don't go anywhere until I get back." I gave the chain between her nipple clamps another nasty tug and then I headed for the door.

Amy: For the first time of the evening I was genuinely scared, almost terrified. I was shocked that Jim was leaving me all alone and completely helpless like this. My nipples were hurting bad. I desperately wanted to take off the awful clamps, but with my arms tied behind my back there was no way I could reach them. I struggled with all my might against the ropes, but about all my struggling seemed to accomplish was to make the rope up through my crotch dig its way in even tighter between my pussy lips. With my mouth stuffed with the ball gag, I couldn't call for someone to come help me. I was so totally stuck!

Jim: Of course I wasn't going to leave Amy alone like this, both for her safety and because I wanted to watch her struggle. I went to the apartment door, and I opened it, said "Bye Amy", and slammed the door. I didn't actually leave. I very quietly went back to the living room to watch my helpless sweetheart struggle.

Amy: I worried about Jim not coming back; what if was in a car accident or something? Would anyone ever come find me, and if they did, what would they do? Here I was in this extremely vulnerable position, naked, bound, gagged, and blindfolded, with my legs spread wide, a rope up my crotch, and tight clamps hanging off my nipples. Maybe I'd be found by some horny guy who would take off my crotch rope and fuck me and leave me that way for the next guy who came along to enjoy too. Tied up like this there wouldn't be a thing I could do to stop them, and now that I was blindfolded, I'd never even know who had done it to me. I was getting more frightened every minute, but I was also getting more and more turned on.

Jim: Amy put on a great show struggling. I watched her and timed five minutes after I had slammed the door pretending to leave. Then I slipped quietly down the hall to our bedroom. I deliberately swung the squeaky door of our closet, then walked back to the living room, not so quietly.

Amy: When I realized I wasn't alone, my heart jumped. Was it Jim or a stranger? I felt another pull my nipple clamps. It seemed much harder than before; as bad as it had been the first time, this was even worse. I couldn't imagine Jim doing something like this to me. Then I felt one more hard pull followed by incredible burning, stinging sensations in both nipples. Whoever it was had just taken the tweezers off, and the pain as the blood returned to my nipples was even worse that the feeling of the clamps. I felt hands on my breasts. Maybe it was Jim after all; he loved to paw my breasts. But whoever it was pinched me very hard on both my sore nipples. OWWWW!

Jim: I needed to get Amy ready for sex, so the crotch rope had to go. I undid the knot at the center of her chest and slowly pulled the rope out of the way.

Amy: I had a pretty good idea what was about to happen to me, and I was so turned on and wet and lubricated between my legs that whoever it was, they were going to have a pretty easy time of fucking me. And the warm hand I felt between my legs was about to discover this too. All I could do was hope that it was really Jim.

Jim: Wow; she really was wet and excited. I was still pretty worried that I had gone over the top and maybe I had hurt her, but seeing the obvious evidence of Amy's reaction got me very turned on too. I positioned myself on top of Amy and my manhood and her womanhood joined. I fucked her with deep, slow strokes. With Amy all blindfolded and gagged I couldn't really judge the look on her face; I had to hope she was enjoying this as much as I was.

Amy: This put me over the top in just a couple of minutes. I had been SO ready to be fucked for so long now. Now it was like a wave exploded over my whole body and I screamed into my gag. At least this way I wouldn't disturb the neighbors.

Jim: As all this was happening, I picked up the pace, and I came too, probably just a minute after Amy. Shortly after that, I walked away without a word back to the door and I opened it and slammed it like someone leaving in a hurry.

Amy: Now I was really wondering who had just given me a great bondage fuck. I sure hoped it had been Jim, but the other possibilities kept me turned me on in a naughty way (sorry Jim, but all is fair in fantasy!)

Jim: After just a couple of minutes I slammed the door again as if entering the apartment and walked noisily back to Amy. My body wasn't quite ready to perform for a second round of sex yet so I decided to pleasure Amy in other ways. I went to her breasts and covered them in little kisses. I gently sucked and nibbled her nipples.

Amy: My nipples were still a little sore from those awful clamps, but this felt so good. It had to be Jim; he really knew how to turn me on with gentle nipple play. After a few minutes the little kisses worked their way down my tummy, and I eagerly anticipated what was coming next. The gentle kisses moved to my very aroused clitoris, and I squirmed with delight. Soon I felt a couple of fingers slip into my hot, wet pussy, and the licking and nibbling on my clitoris grew in intensity. Pretty soon I exploded with my second orgasm, the most powerful one of the whole evening. I screamed into my gag again. I knew it was Jim; nobody else could pleasure me so perfectly.

Jim: Doing this to Amy had gotten me back to maximum arousal; I was ready to go another round. Amy had been gagged for a long time now, and I was worried about her jaw. I undid the harness straps and slipped the ball out of her mouth. The blindfold was staying on, since Amy's arms were still tied up tightly behind her back and there was no way she could reach the blindfold to take it off.

Amy: I soon felt warm hands grabbing and squeezing my ass. Jim knew this really turned me on too, and he loving doing it to me.

Jim: I was ready for round two; I adjusted Amy on the blanket for a better angle for fucking and plunged into her. Things took a lot longer for both of us this time, but that was OK. Once again, my horny sweetheart came first, and the strong waves of muscle contractions in her pussy quickly brought me over the edge too.

Amy: What a birthday present; here I was tied up more tightly and helplessly than I could have imagined, blindfolded, and given three great orgasms.

Jim: I lifted off Amy's blindfold, and I was greeted by Amy's beautiful sparkling eyes. We kissed passionately and I slowly untied her.

Amy: After Jim took off the last rope, he picked me up and carried me to our bed. The ropes had been very strict, but the way Jim had tied them was really clever; they hadn't hurt me a bit but I was more completely helpless then I could have ever imagined before that experience.

Jim: We were both way too tired and worn out for another round, so we cuddled up together naked and went to sleep. We both had some pretty wild dreams that night!

Amy: The next day we did a review of the whole experience, thinking about more fun for the future. I absolutely loved the ropes and the blindfold, and I ended up being OK with the gag. The one thing I still have mixed feelings about are the nipple clamps. I'm sure I wouldn't have had extreme intensity in my orgasms without them, but they hurt SO much.

Jim: We ended up making the nipple clamps a benchmark for all our future rough play. It started as a joke; there's an Indian restaurant we like where you can order five levels of spiciness: "mild", "medium", "hot", "Indian hot", and "hotter than Indian hot". Neither of us has ever tried hotter than Indian, but we both tried "Indian hot" once and our mouths were on fire for a long time.

Amy: So my new way of communicating my wishes to Jim for our bondage play became: "gentle", "medium", "rough", "nipple clamp rough", and "rougher than nipple clamp rough". Jim's natural default is "gentle" so I never have to make a special request for that. When I ask, I usually go for "rough", but there are days when I'm in the mood for just "medium", and sometimes when I'm in an especially naughty mood I still ask for "nipple clamp rough".

Jim: Thankfully she hasn't ever asked for "rougher than nipple clamp rough"! I'm really not sure I could bring myself to be that mean, and even if I could, I don't have any idea what I've do to her.

Amy: I have a few ideas, but "nipple clamp rough" is plenty for now, so I'll keep them to myself.

Jim: We hope you liked our story!

Amy: If you're interested, we may consider writing up another adventure or two to post on this board when we have the time. Let us know!

Re: Amy and Jim part 2 (MF love bondage)

Postby Batsiiii » Mon Aug 15, 2011 1:02 pm

I am speechless! Awesome story and very well written ;) Would love to here more from you :)

Re: Amy and Jim part 2 (MF love bondage)

Postby lonewolfandfriends » Tue Sep 20, 2011 4:46 pm

its great but sorta long