## Spanish Isn’t My Native Tongue

Post by putasockinit2 » Mon Mar 09, 2015 4:21 pm

It was around 4:30pm on a Friday night in mid-march where the first night of the agreement with my parents would take effect. They were worried about my social life and the impact it could have upon my exam results in the summer, so after a family consultation it was agreed that Friday nights would now be spent at home with a tutor for my weakest subject. The rest of the family would leave us to do some work and not return till midnight at the earliest. After the admittance that Spanish was the subject, out of the 4 at college that I studied I struggled most with, I left it to my parents to sort the tutor they wanted for me before being told about the current date as the date these lessons would commence.
I was slightly nervous and apprehensive as I laid my things out on the table before sitting on the stairs to wait. Dressed in a pair of jeans accompanied by a white t-shirt and a pair of trainers, my short, slightly spiky, brown hair was still slightly damp from the shower I had just had as part of the preparations I was setting in order to give a good first impression.
5 minutes after I had said my goodbyes to the family who were heading out to visit relatives, the doorbell rang and as I answered it I was pleasantly surprised by the Hispanic woman that greeted me at the door. She was already far superior to what I had had myself believe for a while that it was most likely to be an old lady who had retired from teaching the subject and other similar ideas. Stood in front of me was, in essence, everything opposite I had previously imagined. The woman was, at an estimate, not much older than early/mid- twenties with relatively long brown hair and deep brown eyes, giving her an immediate sense of innocence and beauty. A white blouse that struggled to contain her cleavage was accompanied by a short black skirt that sat at a height of just above the knee, completed with a dark pair of presumably tights and a pair of black high heel shoes completed the attractive looking girl’s appearance as her friendly smile greeted me at the door.
“Hola! I’m here to help you with your Spanish exam, may I come in?” she said, putting her hands instinctively behind her as she spoke.
“Certainly” I smiled as I allowed her to enter before closing the door behind us. We made our way to the table as I was slightly more nervous now as I knew that I found her attractive. After offering her a drink to begin with, to which she accepted, we began to get to grips with the basics of the subject and what I knew so far. Once that had been established, she began to speak to me in a way that shocked me a little, but in a positive way.
“What’s the matter hey? You seem distracted and unmotivated by the subject…is there anything I can do to make it more interesting for you? I want to focus on getting you as good grades as possible so if there is something we can link between the subject, these lessons and you I’d love to hear it.” She smiled as one of her hands twirled some of her hair near the left side of her face as she waited for a response.
“um, well, I like football and that” I smiled nervously and shyly, but gradually her warming response back had its desired effect and I was soon speaking more openly towards her, until I accidentally revealed something I would normally have kept secret. “…oh and I sometimes have an interest in the binding and gagging of ladies, although I never get the…the erm chance.” I paused for a few moments as her face became slightly surprised at what I had just mentioned, although this quickly turned to a reassuring look into my eyes as I felt myself beginning to blush and panic slightly.
“Oh I see, now that’s an interesting hobby, its alright I won’t tell anyone” she smiled as she witnessed me calm down a little, although she didn’t know what was going on inside my head that was making believe I had just screwed up big time.
“Thanks that would be much appreciated.” I said still blushing before I continued. “I don’t know what made me say it’s usually a secret I keep from everybody but…”
“shhh its okay honest, in fact I may have an idea” she interrupted me, using one of her fingers to press against my mouth to silence me, but also making her a load more attractive to me. “What would you say if I let you tie me up each lesson and say allowed the occasional fondling at intervals I choose and you have to earn? I also would have to be ungagged whilst the lesson takes place but we could experiment a little, providing of course I am untied before your family gets home and there is no evidence of foul play. How would you feel about that? Would that motivate you more for the subject huh?” she smiled with her usual warming, confidence instilling tone.
It took barely any time for me to think for a response to this proposition. “Wow, I would be honoured so long as you are happy to do that? Are you really sure?” I smiled in utter disbelief “and don’t worry about the boundaries you have set, I would stick to them don’t worry if this went ahead.”
“So long as I am allowed to give permission for what is and isn’t allowed, I don’t have a problem with it. In fact you would be doing me a favour too” she winked in a flirtatious manner, fascinating and enthralling me as we talked about further details before we got started.
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### Re: Spanish Isn’t My Native Tongue

Post by putasockinit2 » Tue Mar 10, 2015 4:18 pm

As soon as the final details were set into place, it was decided tape would be used for now as that was the only material at hand that didn’t require a long search. As I placed a small roll of black tape and a wider role of grey duct tape on the table, her face lit up even more than it had previously upon the very suggestion of this idea.
“Right that’s everything, now are you comfortable?” I smiled as I grabbed the duct tape. I had by now learnt the woman’s name was Valentina, which I used frequently to address her from now on.
“Yeah I am, now how do you want me? But bear in mind I need to be able to talk to teach you” she giggled as I told her to stay sitting, resulting in her immediate response of placing her wrists behind the chair for me.
I took the tape and wound it tightly around her wrists behind her first, before adding tape around her elbows and above and below her busty chest. I took a pause at this point as the sight of her chest bulging as a result of her tape bonds was beginning to turn me on alone. She noticed and was quick to brush over it.
“Hey, good things may come to those who wait” she winked teasingly as I joked back before getting back to work.
I taped each of her ankles to a different chair leg before finishing her bonds with tape wound tightly and neatly around her knees, thighs and around her stomach pinning her to the chair. Once this was complete I stood back and admired my handiwork, to which she playfully struggled a little for me. We were both very aroused by the situation and excited about the potential possibilities these teaching sessions could provide for the both of us. I decided to risk the moment; I moved in for a kiss.
The kiss was wonderful and mutually satisfying, which I think surprised the both of us as our tongues met and it suddenly became a lot more intense. After a few moments we broke away from each-other’s faces, both a little surprised at what had happened, but equally not disgusted about it, in fact we both wanted more but I knew as well as she that there was a job to do and it was best to get on with it.
With that a natural break time was decided on to play a bit more with each other before Valentina began to get down to business, teaching me the subject impressively. I hadn’t ever concentrated as much at school work as I was in this moment, I was loving it knowing that the potential rewards I could receive with this beautifully bound woman next to me was a real incentive to pay attention. After all, when else would I likely be able to get this chance.
'Too many friends and not enough true friends'
The Kanye of tugs
Stuck between wanting to quit and wanting to stay...