This is my third post recounting the fun times I had with Lily (not her real name) in high school. We didn't have words for it yet, much less the thorough education available on the Internet, but we were attracted by our mutual interest in bondage. It often led to one person being reminded of their helplessness, as I've detailed earlier. In an earlier post, I described how I had thoroughly enjoyed taking advantage of Lily's revulsion for cotton candy by more or less rubbing her face in it while she was tied up. I'd not have enjoyed it as much if I knew what she had in mind for me...
It was a couple weeks after that last tieup, and it was again her parents who were going to be away. Not for long, but it was planned and announced so Lily and I knew we'd have the house to ourselves. As per custom, we made a bet. I couldn't even tell you what it was. But I remember losing, and worrying what was in it for me. Especially since I was instructed to wear an old t-shirt I wouldn't mind losing.
We had rehearsal together for our school's production of Godspell so we got back to her place and didn't waste much time. While she "set up" in the basement, I changed shirts. She emerged smiling, and I tried to meet her smile with a nervous grin of my own, especially when I noticed the cloth in her hand.
"First, I don't want to spoil the surprise, so you have to let me blindfold you..." I shrugged, a bit jumpy. She'd never tied me up so I didn't have any idea what would happen, as the dark blue scarf stretched across my eyes, shutting out the light. She kissed my lightly on the cheek, and took my hand, leading me downstairs. Other hand on the banister, I let her lead me down to the unfinished room. "Hands up."
I felt a rope going around my right wrist, cinching tight. Hearing it slide, I felt my wrist being raised above my head. "Leave it there." Then a scraping sound, Lily dragging a chair over to get my second wrist Soon enough, I feel it raised and cinched in the rope. "Okay, I'm not done yet..."
I couldn't help grinning because my wrists were parallel but free. I'd simply use my right hand to untie my left and be out of it in a second. That's when things got weird. I felt some cloth drop on my head, and lickety split, she was lashing my wrists together like calf at a rodeo. "What are you doing Lily?"
Her voice wasn't exactly playful. Between the effort of tying me and her plan, she just said "You'll see... There try to get out of that."
I tugged a bit, forcing one wrist up, and then the other. They weren't moving, at least on first glance. "You uh..did a good job."
That's when I heard the smile. "Good. You know, Kevin, I really didn't like the other day. You know with the cotton candy."
I laughed a little into the darkness as she rubbed her hand under my chin.
That's when I heard the blades come apart, and no surprise, she started cutting my shirt off. "But I guess with all the thought you put into it, you do. And I had no idea...."
That's when I realized it wasn't going to be fun, and I started struggling with more earnestness. To no end. (Sorry it's getting late...I'll continue later)