It had anxiously awaited this night for sometime. My wife and I had come to an agreement that I could play with others at burns. It was Friday night at Transformus in Elysium Fields and the air was charged with sexual energy. Red lanterns hung from certain tents attracting all matters of sexy people. A St. Andrew's Cross was set up outside two dome shaped tents where fun was to be had. A fire cannon stood a safe distance away and was totally not an odd sight for the event. I hung out in one of the dome tents set up by the camp known as Bonobo Lodge. Earlier, I was here for a rope bondage demo. Now, I was here to play.
I was just sitting watching people fuck enthusiastically and chatting with people coming through. Occasionally asking if anyone wanted to be tied up. Some people were interested but had other places to be. I was wearing my long dark brown hair down with a dark blue bandana to keep it out of my face. I also wore a red tank top and a blue plaid kilt held up by a brown leather belt. My arms and legs were very tan as I had spent a lot of time working outside. My arms and particularly my thighs were solid from my active job as a Lodging Specialist for a dog daycare and lodging service.
"Hey, can I play with your hair?" An attractive woman asked me.
She was average height, skinny, and tanned. Her abs, thighs, and biceps were toned so I could tell she kept in shape. Her hair was dirty blonde and a little more frizzy than curly. It was quite humid in mid-July and had been rainy all week. She wore a lace see through shirt, no bra, with matching pants, and a swimsuit bottom. She seemed maybe 35 or 36. Not much older than myself, being 31 at the time.
"Sure!" I replied.
She ran her fingers through my hair and pulled lightly. As with anyone with long hair can tell you, it felt amazing.
"I'm Katy. Nice to meet you." She introduced herself.
"Hi, I'm Dammit Dave." I returned the introduction. She chuckled. "It's a new burn name I'm trying out. It's had great results thus far." I explained.
"Sounds great for yelling." Katy noticed.
I nodded. "Exactly. It's perfect for when I fuck up."
"I bet you hear that all the time." She ribbed.
"Oh of course." I laughed.
Katy sent chills down my spine as she combed and pulled my hair. I let out a contented sigh.
"You have beautful hair." Katy complimented.
"Thank you. This feels amazing." I replied. After a few more minutes of this, I felt pretty comfortable. "Would you like to try some rope bondage," I asked.
She thought about it for a second. "Sure! That sounds interesting.
We both stood up and stretched. I knelt down to my bondage bag. It held various lengths of rope, two scarves, duct tape, and a ballgag all in ziplock storage bags, because it had been raining all week at a camping event.
I took out a piece of white nylon rope. "Is there a particular way you want to be tied?" I asked as it gather the rope to find the bite.
"Not really. What would you like to do?" Katy replied.
I thought for a moment. "I'll start with a chest harness. I've been doing those all week. Then, we'll go from there." I explained.
So I wrapped rope below her small breasts and then above. I crossed the rope over her shoulder, between her breasts, and over the other shoulder, completing a chest harness. I tightened up so the rope squeezed her breasts slightly. We were both pleased with the results so I moved on.
"Can you stack your arms behind your back?" I asked with a bit left if the first length of rope.
She easily did as I asked. "How's this?"
"Good. Can your comfortably hold your arms like that for a while." I asked.
'No problem." Katy replied.
So bound her arms behind her back to the chest harness. I checked tightness and made sure there was no pitching. "Doing okay?" I asked.
"I'm fine." Katy replied.
"May I touch you?" I asked.
"Yes." She answered.
"Anywhere I can't?" I inquired.
She shook her head. "No, it's fine."
So with her consent, I ran my hands up Katy's sides and felt the rope tightly bound to her body. My hands found her shoulders and then slipped down to her bound arms. I looked Katy up and down. Her small breasts stuck out and squeezed very nicely.
"You like this so far?" I asked.
She nodded. "This feels good so far."
"I appreciate your flexibility." I smiled. "Can you kneel? I want to try a frogtie."
"Sure." Katy agreed.
I helped Katy to her to her knees and took out two pieces of rope. I encircled an ankle in the rope then wrapped the rope around her thigh. I cinched rope, finishing a frogtie. Next, I tied her other leg the same way. I ran my fingers over her bounds legs and squeezed her thighs. I wasn't done yet.
"Can I interest you in a gag or a blindfold?" I asked.
"No gag please, but a blindfold would be fine." Katy replied.
I take out a scarf and tie it around her eyes, but I had one more idea I wanted to try. "One more thing. How do you feel about a crotch rope?" I asked.
"Yeah, lets do it." She agreed. So I looped a piece of rope around her waist and pulled the ends between her legs against her crotch. "It's over my labia weird."
I repositioned the crotch rope and pulled it tight. "How does this feel?" I asked.
"Oh yeah, feels good." She smiled.
So I paused to admire my beautiful captive. Katy was boxtied with a chest harness, frogtied, blindfolded, and crotch roped. I smiled and pulled on her crotch rope. Katy let out a sigh. Now that she was tied up, it was time to play.