Postby teachertied » Tue May 21, 2013 11:48 pm
Steven didn't even hear the alarm on his phone go off, probably his ears were too muffled, or he was having too much fun, either way he managed to find the keys on the floor, and after about 10 minutes of frustrated attempts he managed to undo both padlocks on his wrists and unlocked his hands from his handcuffs. He then, having to shuffle around on his knees, dragged himself, arms still bound to his sides, over to the other side of the room and patted around for the keys to the padlocks. Once he had found the keys it was very simple to undo the belts. Half an hour went by as he tried to find the keys, but eventually he had got out of all three belts and was beginning to wrap the tape from around his head, finally being able to breath the scent of the air in his room and not the dirty socks in the bag on his head. Then he undid the tape around his neck and untied the drawstring. The knot was tricky and took him about 5 minutes to undo, but finally he managed to get the bag off his head and he felt his mother's sweaty gym kit fall to the floor as he pulled the bag off his head. 2 minutes later he had unwrapped the bondage tape from his head and was peeling off the socks from his nose and eyes. Then he removed the tape from around his head, his gag becoming looser and looser until he peeled off the last piece of tape and pulled the underwear out from his mouth. Finally, after almost an hour of freeing himself he had removed the rope from his legs, the various torture devices from his body and turned the speaker off.
Steven sat in the middle of his room, massaging the saw spots on his body and staring at the mess around him. He through all of the used tape into the bin and coiled up the ropes ready for another use. He looked at the clock on his wall, wow, three hours until lunch, what was he going to do? Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and Steven jumped up, pulled on a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt and ran down stairs. Upon opening the door he was created with the familiar, gorgeous body of his neighbour, Amy. Amy was about 30, mother of one girl and looked fantastic. She was wearing a pair of denim shorts, which barley covered her bum, showing off her smooth, tanned legs, a tight, red, tank top, and a pair of flip flops. She was carrying what looked like a gym bag and looked rushed.
"Hiya Steven" Amy said in that seductive voice of hers, it was the kind of voice that Steven wished he could just sit and listen to, it turned him on just by hearing it. "I was wondering if you could hold on to my gym stuff for a bit, sorry its a bit smelly I just came from a crazy cardio session and remembered I have a meeting at work which I need to go in for and I don't have time to drop my stuff off."
"Sure thing, just leave your bag here and I'll take care of it until you need it" came Steven's reply, as he tried extremely hard not to stare at her incredible legs and chest.
"I will be about three hours, sorry, you are a life saver", and with that said she winked at him which flustered him, and ran back down his driveway towards her car. Steven closed the door and grinned.
"I have always wanted her to tie my up and torture me, I suppose this will have to do" he said to himself as he walked up the stairs towards his room holding the bag. He sat down on his bed and looked inside. It contained a pair of sweaty white socks, a pair of sweaty leggings, a pair of rather nice smelling jogging trousers, and a sweaty tank top. In one of the pockets of the bag there was also a pair of shoes which although they smelled sweaty, Steven thought they were lovely. In another pocket there was a spray on deodorant and a pair of sweaty panties and sports bra.
"Jackpot" said Steven, as he once again stripped himself down to his underwear. He once again setup his room by spraying Amy's deodorant all over, loving the smell, and putting his speaker on again. He then setup his release, which was similar to the first release, but he taped a string above his sturdy wooden chair and tied the end of it to the keys on top of the wardrobe. Then he got to business. Steven sat down in the chair and used rope to tightly tie either ankle to either chair leg, spreading his legs. Then he tied his knees to the chair legs as well, and finally he tied tight ropes around his thighs and tied them to the back two chair legs, spreading his legs painfully and embarrassingly. Making sure all of his items were in reaching distance he continued. He grabbed the roll of tape and began to tape his stomach up to his chest to the back of the chair. After having used about half a roll on that, he used some of the tape to tape his handcuffs to the back of the chair, and the. Padlocked them with two padlocks. That way he could reach them to lock his hands in but he couldn't move them on e his hands were secured. Then he began to really enjoy himself. He took her sweaty panties and pushed them into his mouth, already being able to taste them, and then he used bondage tape to really tightly wrap around his head, effectively gagging himself. Again, after about the 20th wrap, he switched to normal, silver tape and went over his gag extremely tightly with that. Then he took her socks and placed them over his eyes, then used bondage tape to wrap around his head where his eyes were, several times, creating an effective blindfold. Next, he took her sweaty top and pulled it over his head, feeling the sweat against his face, which he loved. He could already only smell her sweat and deodorant but he kept going. He pulled one leg of her drenched leggings over his head and felt his breathing immediately become constricted as two walls of sweaty material lay in-between his nose and fresh air. Then he pulled the other leg over his head as well, the pressure of the tight leggings causing sweat to be squeezed out onto his face, he moaned but no sound came out.
To finish his head he decided once again to pull his mum's sports bag over his head, full of all her dirty sports clothes, and now Amy's sports bra as well, and then he pulled the drawstring tight, knotting it tightly and then wrapping tape around his neck so it was impossible to take the bag off. Then, as he had done before he mummified his head in tape, making breathing slightly difficult, but not enough to be dangerous. Finally, he secured three belts over his upper body and arms, pinning himself yet more to the chair. The belts were extremely tight which made it difficult to padlock them, but he succeeded and placed the keys in his lap, before wriggling his arms around to the back of the chair and feeling blindly for the handcuffs. When he found them he locked them on tightly, so the metal dug into his wrists.
As he struggled he hoped his release would work, the phone would vibrate after an hour and would drop the keys off his wardrobe, the keys would then swing in the string over to his chair and his cuffed hands.
He breathed heavily, tasting and smelling the sweat of his gorgeous neighbour and could not move muscle, he was having so much fun!
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