So after l pinned her down on her stomach, l started teasing her about her situation. She just couldn't stop giggling, wiggling, and struggling to get out my grip, but we both knew l was way stronger than her, and right now, she was helpless. She kept playfully complaining about how l was pinning her down, and that l was being too rough. Then l let her go, only because at that point l thought l was going to die lmao!
So then we started wrestling again, then l knew what l really wanted to do. After trying to control her, l finally put her back in the same situation she was in last time. We both were getting pretty weak from the wrestling and laughing. When l told her that "I'm definitely going to win!" (with a mischievous smirk on my face), she turned her head cautiously around and with another struggle, she said "How?"
She then started struggling again, which put her into a postion where her rear end was pressed against my package, and that gave away to both of us that l was hard. She then stopped in an instant. My heart stopped, and l saw her face blush bright red. Her hair was all over the side of her face, but it was clearly visible. It was as if everything stopped. We were both dead silent and didn't move an inch. We slowly began to move out of the position, as if it never happened. I'll never forget the way l felt when l held a girl's wrists firmly together behind her back while her butt was pressed hard on my package, the chances are that are smaller than getting struck by lightning!
That's when my heart stopped beating again: I was really going to tie up my crush. My mind began to race, but then l calmed down and just started to get with the program. I had some jump ropes in my closet, but they were far out of my reach. So l decided to stretch into my dresser and grab a few ties, with Angela suspiciously trying to lift her head to see what l was doing. It didn't take her long to understand, because she started laughing and struggling even more then ever, yelling "DON'T!!!" and trying to stand up, but the difference between our strengths was too apart for her to even move a few inches!
I remembered the instructions on how to tie someone up clear as day, and slid one of the ties under her wrist. At this point, she accepted her defeat, and got really quiet. I thought she was getting mad until l saw her smiling, which gave me the green light. Then l wrapped the tie around and around, then tightened it with all my remaining strength, which made Angela groan a huge "Oooowwww". I knotted it pretty tight and just stood up, admiring my work. I told Angela to test it, and she struggled for a good minute until she said "Fine, you win" with a smirk on her face. But we both knew l wasn't letting her off that easy!
I then went to her feet. Angela is very ticklish, and a few times l catch her off-guard and tickle her feet a little, but that's for later. Her feet are pretty small, and her arched toes had light pink nail polish on them, which is how l like it. But she still had her flats on. I crossed her ankles, then l tied a tie around them and yanked on them very hard like l did with her wrists, and when l was finished Angela kept moving her feet as if she could get out, but my tying skills were pretty amazing.
I then went on to connecting her wrists to her ankles to form a hogtie, but she started laughing and struggling all over again. But l eventually succeeded into doing it, which left her in a crossed hogtie. She was giggling and said what will l do next, which was pretty obvious. In a flash l wrapped a tie around her head and tied it behind, leaving her stunned and laughing once more. She was really enjoying it, and l was glad to see we was both having fun. I took my phone and snapped a few pics of her when she wasn't looking, but l lost them a long time ago

Then the 'torture' began. I lifted her off the floor onto my bed, and then took off her flats. She began to whimper and struggle but there is virtually nothing you can do when you're in a hogtie, l heard. I took a deep breath, then began to lightly press my fingers against her small bare feet, which made Angela squeal and curl her toes up. I then went to her armpits, her thighs, and her sides, which made her scream and wiggle so much that she probably peed herself. In fact, l had to close my window and my door so nobody would hear her!
After tickling her for like, 20 minutes, l turned Angela on her back, where she was smiling, blushing and laughing all at the same time. We stared at each other, taking in what just happened. I'll never forget her beautiful face. I took off the gag, then asked her how it was. First, she asked what she was in, and l told her she was in a hogtie. She started making fun of the name, then l told her that I'll give her 5 minutes to escape, but she began to complain on how inescapable it was.
Angela's wrists and ankles were lightly purpleish since l had her tightly hogtied for such a long time, so l untied her wrists. She whined when she saw them, because they left quite a mark on her, and began to constantly rub them. But l just grabbed her bound ankles again and began to tickle her once more, but she was too tired to fight back. I untied her ankles and started rubbing them for her. She giggled and started talking about my foot fetish. We then went into a whole converstion about the tying and tickling.
After talking and rubbing a bit more, the sun was beginning to set and she had to go home. She hoped that her parents won't see her marks, and then we hugged each other goodbye and said that we should do it another time, just with a few safety rules to avoid the marks. We did it a few more times (which I'll post later), but then l had to move away :'(
But of course my experiences didn't end there!
Well, that's my story about my first bondage experience! I hope you enjoyed, and if you have any questions don't hesitate to ask! I'll post my other experiences pretty soon too!