Michelle

Postby bethbound » Sat Aug 26, 2017 2:48 pm

I had (ex now, but not in any way due to the events here) a boyfriend, Simon. He lived with his brother Paul. They'd moved in together to share rent, and because they got on so well. Paul was older, mid twenties, where Simon was early twenties. One of my friends at the time, Michelle, was dating Paul. We used to step out as a foursome quite often.

My one year anniversary with Simon was approaching, and I wanted to do something special for him. Something unique. I mentioned this to Michelle one evening over drinks down the pub, just the two of us sat in a quiet corner. We spent an hour mulling through the usual options, a trip out, some kind of experience voucher, cook him dinner, but it all seemed and felt like stuff already done by other people. "I want something unique." I said to her, likely slightly drunk by this point, and so repeating myself. No doubt I even gestured at her with my glass for effect. She looked at me, also well on the way to drunk, nodded, and took a swallow from her own glass. Then she stopped suddenly halfway through and put the drink down in a hurry. "I've got it."
"Well go on then, spill." She was grinning from ear to ear with this revelation. "You do bondage for him."
"I let him tie me up you mean, is he even into that?"
"Who knows." Doing an exaggerated shrug. "But he'd be into coming home to find you tied to his bed." I nodded at her wisdom, already slightly excited by the idea. I'd been tied before, but never for sex. "Okay, I'll do it. But how?"
"Just leave that to me." Grinning wider. "I have a secret plan." I looked at her. "Leave it with you?"
"Sure. I'll get Paul out the house, get him to take Simon out for beers. I'll tie you to his bed, text Simon a naughty photo of you from your phone." At that I giggled, as did she. "Then leave before he comes home and enjoys his present." I nodded, smiling, and she smiled back. The anniversary was a week away.

On the day I had a text from Simon, apologising to say Paul was dragging him down the local snooker tables, but he'd be free in the evening. I replied that it was okay, and that we'd do something special then. Shortly after Michelle drove over to pick me up. I got quite giggly in her car driving over, nervous excitement at what I was about to do. "Still up for this then?" Michelle asked at one point, glancing over whilst we were sat at some traffic lights waiting for the green. "Yes." I replied, giggling to show her how nervous I wasn't.

Arriving at the brothers flat Michelle used her loaned key to let us both in, she'd grabbed a sports bag out of the boot and carried this in with her. "Supplies." She'd said, in response to my unasked question. We headed straight to Simons bedroom, it was good sized, with a black metal framed bed and dark wooden furniture. Michelle stripped the duvet and pillows off, leaving only the pale blue bottom sheet on the bed, whilst I stripped myself, nerves starting to build now. I'd chosen my sexiest and skimpiest lingerie for this, something sure to give Simon an eyeful when he walked in and saw me. A red and black thong that was really nothing more then thin strips of elasticated fabric, the tiny front triangle hid absolutely nothing. My bra was also red and black, and tiny. The two triangles were stretched tight over my breasts, barely covering them. Each triangle had a long gap up the middle, with crisscross lace through it. I'd arranged each side so my nipples poked through gaps in the lace. "What do you think?" I asked. "Good enough, or do you think naked?"

"Perfect, better to tease." Michelle replied, eyeing me up. "You ready to start?" I nodded, nerves riding high. Unzipping her bag Michelle directed me to lay on the bed, face up. She removed four leather cuffs and dumped them on the bed beside me, along with small padlocks and several lengths of rope. Moving to each limb in turn, first arms then legs she strapped a cuff tightly onto each ankle and wrist, tightening the belt to the furthest hole for a snug fit, then using one of her padlocks to lock the belt in position, preventing me from somehow unbuckling myself. Whilst she locked my ankles I sat up, and experimentally tried to pull my hand through one of the cuffs, and couldn't, so these cuffs were on me until she produced the keys. She looked up from locking the final ankle cuff on to see my futile escape attempt and smiled. "Feels like overkill." I remarked. "All these locks just for some interesting sex."
"Got to be realistic doesn't it?"
"I guess so."
"Which means securing you properly right?"
"I guess."
"Then quit worrying, I've got you covered. Now lay back down." I did as I was told. Taking up the rope Michelle tied first one ankle and then the other to the side of the metal bed. The side frame had all the wooden slats the mattress rested on bolted to it, so she tied each ankle to the frame between two of these slats. Using the sides and not the corners or feet end frame meant my legs were spread very wide, as she tied off the second rope I could feel both my legs stretched tight, and I became very aware of just how on display my barely covered pussy was. Wasting no time Michelle moved to my wrists, these ropes were tied to the top corner posts, and each was pulled as tight as my ankles had been. Then she was stepping back, casting a critical eye over her work. "Can you move?" She asked. I tried, tugging all four limbs, attempting to find some slack, but none of the ropes held any give. I shook my head. "No."
"Excellent." She grinned. "Now for the next part."
"Wait, what? Next part?"
"Just trust me." Rummaging in her bag. "Realism remember? You're supposed to look helpless." With that she stood back up and dumped a handful of stuff onto the bed. From her pile she first took a pair of earphones. I opened my mouth, to protest or question, then thought better of it. Like it or not I was already helpless here, I'd already committed, might as well see it through now. The earphones were placed, and the trailing cable attached to an mp3 player that Michelle stuffed down the side of the bed. Next she picked up a black latex hood, this she forced down onto my head. It was a snug fit, with no eye or mouth openings, only two small nostril holes. The hood laced up behind my head, and then I was sealed in. I could feel something in my mouth, and reaching my tongue out to investigate I felt a spongy ball that must be attached to the hood. Then the ball moved, and moved again, pushing my tongue aside, and I suddenly realised the ball was expanding, being somehow inflated, it was slowly filling my mouth. It kept growing, forcing my jaws wide, pinning my tongue. It finally stopped just at the point I felt my jaws could take no more. Now I was blind and incapable of making any sound. As if to cap it all off music suddenly filled my ears, cutting off all outside sensations. It was a crazy mixture of white noise, random song samples, high and low pitched whistles and tones, and the occasional voice talking absolute rubbish. The overall effect was very disorientating, which I guess was the plan. To rob me of any sense of time passing.

So I lay there, about as helpless as I imagine it's possible to be. I lost complete track of time passing very quickly, so I honestly can't say just how long I remained tied up for. I was constantly imagining I could sense someone in the room, someone sat on the bed.

I know this is the adult story section, but I don't wish to go into porn levels of detail. Suffice to say that eventually I did feel actual real contact. My nipples were teased with fingers and tongue, kissed and licked, gently tugged. My pussy was likewise shown plenty of attention. Fingers explored inside of me, gently playing with my clit, I was licked and teased to several orgasms. I felt a weight laid on top of me for what seemed like forever, massaging my breasts and kissing my gagged hooded face. And then I was suddenly left alone again. Still completely oblivious to times passing it again felt like ages before I felt contact again. This time it was Michelle, slowly untying and freeing me. She helped me sit up, and I looked around bleary eyed, adjusting to the return of light, looking for Simon. "He had to go to work." Michelle said by way of explanation. "Got called in urgently, he's sorry." This did happen on occasion, but the timing sucked, just as the good stuff was coming. I sent him a text to say I understood, and when was he free next? Turns out I didn't get to meet up with him again for almost two weeks, as our shifts and lives in general weren't syncing well. I didn't go into the bondage sex thing on the text with him, and by the time we did meet again other things were more on both our minds, so the one year anniversary mess just got forgotten about.

Except it didn't. Some time later, once Simon had become an ex, I was over Michelle's having drinks. We were both quite far gone, a proper session. Out of the blue she drunkenly confessed that Simon had texted me from the snooker club to say work needed him. Had in fact texted moments after Michelle turned on the music, sealing me in complete helpless bondage, so before she'd even taken a sexy photo to tease him with. Paul was out all evening with other guy friends, so she had the flat, and me, all to herself. Apparently she'd spent ages simply staring at me as I lay helpless, for some reason simply unwilling to do the obvious right thing and release me. Turns out Michelle loves bondage, and try as she might she just couldn't let a golden opportunity pass her by. So she'd approached the bed and had her way with helpless willing little me. it had been her I'd felt.


(this does have a part two, a continuation that occurred that drunken night she confessed to me, but I'll save that for later)

Re: Michelle

Postby Tiedracer » Sun Aug 27, 2017 6:45 pm

Would love to read the next part. Great story

Re: Michelle

Postby petraspeds » Mon Aug 28, 2017 9:11 pm

Love the story, especially the sensory isolation hood with inflatable gag and random sound.

I kind of got the feeling that it was Michelle (fingers and tongue not .......you know what).

Love to hear part 2. :)

Re: Michelle

Postby solarbeast34 » Sat Sep 02, 2017 6:08 pm

Great story and I would love to hear the part two to this.