## Lovers' Bonds (Warning: potentially pg 17 sexual content)

Post by Septimus7 » Thu Nov 10, 2011 10:15 pm

Requested story from ana-tie91
Frank and Sofia had been going out for several months in their last grade of high school, and though they had different academic interests, they had decided to go to the same university to be together. Luckily, they were able to find one that suited them both, which left them a very relaxed summer to work full time at their jobs, and spend their time off together while waiting for the school year to start anew.
Frank had never truly understood affection before meeting up with Sofia. She was of a Dutch background, and like many Dutch girls, Sofia was tall, slender, and had a very fine-featured face. She also had smooth, dirty blonde hair down to her shoulders, and a firm 37 C bust. But it wasn't just about looks for Frank (though God knows it didn't hurt). Sofia was a very kind and understanding person who Frank could talk to about anything without the fear of being judged. Of course, he was sometimes in danger of forgetting that last fact about her, but that only made their intimate conversations so much more precious for him.
Yet he was still very hesitant to talk to her about his secret fetish for bondage. He wasn't sure when he had obtained it, or how, but the idea of Sofia gagged and bound to a chair or bed, regardless of clothing or costume, was the most frequent image he would masturbate to during the early parts of their relationship. Even after they had gone all the way to home plate after Prom, he hesitated to say anything to her about his secret desires. However, as June began to close, and they got more intimate with each other, experimenting, he decided that he would admit his secret to her.
So one Friday evening, as he was dropping Sofia off from a date, Frank braced himself to bring up the topic.
But just as he was going to introduce the topic, Sofia spoke up, "Listen, Frank, I've been meaning to tell you something."
Frank couldn't believe it. This stuff only happened in movies, surely. She could not possibly be admitting to a liking for...
"I want to try bondage out one of these days. It's always been something I've been wanting to try, I even have some materials for it. Would you be okay with that?" She looked at him hesitantly, her lashes fluttering slightly above her bright blue eyes.
Frank wanted to laugh. He wanted to pick her up, kiss her, and dance around the room, he was so happy. Just when it seemed like he'd lucked out more than enough with Sofia, now this.
So it was agreed between the two of them that they'd devote the Friday and Saturday to some bondage sex between them. Sofia would be the dominant one first, and Frank would have Saturday to have his way. Sofia's parents were going away for their anniversary and wouldn't be back until Sunday evening, so the two lovers made sure their weekend was free from work and prepared for the exciting debut into this new experiment.
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So it was that Frank dutifully drove over to Sofia's house Friday at 11 am. He had slept in a bit, but he didn't think this would matter too much. How many times had Sofia spent a long time doing her make-up or her clothes?
Still, Frank hurriedly parked the car in the driveway and headed for the door. As agreed, he had been given a house key beforehand quickly let himself in.
"Hey, sweetie, listen, I'm sorry I-" Frank started to say but stopped in surprise at the sight that awaited him.
Sofia's house was fashioned so that the front door placed you in the middle of the living room, with the staircases for bedrooms and basement next to each other and the kitchen in the back of the house. And Sofia was right there waiting for him.
The sight of her caused Frank's jaw to drop of its own accord. Sofia was sprawled out on the couch, having lain there out of boredom and irritation waiting for him to show up. She was dressed in a leather corset that delightfully exploited her cleavage. She also wore black short-shorts, with dark fishnet leggings to partially cover up her long, gorgeous legs. Working as a lifeguard does wonders for her, Frank thought lovingly as he felt himself go hard just looking at her.
"You're late." Sofia remarked disapprovingly, "I think I should get some more time tomorrow morning for this delay."
Frank stared at her bemusedly, "Uh, ok, but then I get until Sunday morning then, ri-"
"Get on your knees," Sofia commanded in a voice that Frank had never heard from her before. Frank's eyes widened in surprise, and even though he had a good two inches on her and was the captain of the basketball team, he meekly obeyed Sofia's command.
Getting up with an elegance that Frank never failed to miss, Sofia looked him up and down with a severity that seemed almost like a brilliant performance from an actress. Frank felt both intimidated and impressed.
"Take off your shirt." Sofia commanded as she went to lock the front door behind him.
Frank quickly did so, tossing it to the side, "So, what's gonna happ-"
He stopped his sentence short because Sofia had suddenly walked up behind him and stuffed a bundle of cloth into his mouth. Surprised by this sudden movement, Frank made a muffled call of surprise, even as a very musky taste erupted in his mouth. His expression of surprise turned into one of disgust, but before he could lift his hands up to his mouth, Sofia grabbed his arms and quickly slapped a pair of handcuffs on his wrists. Just as he was about to spit it out, Sofia placed a tight hand over his stuffed mouth.
"I was gonna be nicer, but you brought this on yourself," Sofia murmured into his ear, knowing that the closer she spoke into his ear, the crazier it would drive him. Since becoming more intimate with Frank, she had quickly found those parts of him that pushed his buttons the most.
"Mmfffphemmmm!!" Frank tried to protest, almost choking on the taste in his mouth.
"Yeah, I figured I'd get one of my unwashed panties from this week's laundry for you," Sofia remarked sweetly, suddenly nibbling on his earlobe. Frank's eyes shut and he groaned his immense approval through the gag.
Sofia giggled and suddenly slapped his buttock before grabbing a roll of duct tape she'd placed nearby for this very occasion. Finally lifting her hand away from his mouth, she tore off a strip of tape and pressed it over his mouth to prevent him from spitting out her panties.
"Let's get things started."
Last edited by Septimus7 on Fri Nov 09, 2012 9:19 am, edited 2 times in total.

### Re: Lovers' Bonds

Post by Tied14Racer » Fri Nov 11, 2011 6:33 pm

Great start... look forward to reading more and love the use of the gag she uses on him.

### Re: Lovers' Bonds

Post by ana-tie91 » Sat Nov 12, 2011 8:05 am

hey! nice and exciting start, can't wait to read what will come_ besides u cut it exactly at the hot point tricky!
and also thnx for doing it, i'm gonna love it
thnx again and keep writing septimus
Ana

### Re: Lovers' Bonds

Post by Septimus7 » Mon Nov 28, 2011 3:24 pm

Frank stared up at her, still disgusted by the taste of her old panties forced into his mouth. What was she planning to do, he wondered.
"First thing's first," Sofia remarked, clearly proud of herself, "Let's get you to the basement."
Frank nodded meekly and slowly started to get up, thrown off balance slightly by his arms cuffed behind his back.
Suddenly she walked over to the couch, "Oh no you don't. You're my personal slave for today, so you're gonna go on your knees. And just to make sure that you don't cheat..."
Sofia suddenly took a collar and leash off the couch that Frank hadn't noticed earlier, and despite his muffled protests, she looped the collar around his neck and fastened the leash.
"Awww, look, it's got a name tag! "Sparky"!" Sofia giggled innocently as she stood up and tugged at the leash, "Come on, Sparky! Let's go downstairs! Who's a good boy?"
Feeling utterly humiliated, Frank shuffled forward on his knees, hurrying so that she didn't have to tug on the leash again. When he had thought of bondage, he hadn't quite imagined he'd be wearing a collar like a dog and pulled along by his dominatrix. Though really, it should have been obvious, he thought to himself.
Finally, they made it downstairs, and Frank realized how much Sofia had prepared for this.
The basement had one main area and three smaller rooms that branched off. There was a guest bedroom, which Frank and Sofia sometimes shared when they wanted to be intimate, there was a bathroom (with a shower) and there was a cellar area to store any junk that wasn't needed upstairs. The main room itself was being converted into an exercise area for Sofia and her parents, who all devoted part of their spare time to physical fitness. There was still a couch and television in the corner, but there was now a steel chair to sit in while weightlifting, two wall bars on opposite ends of the room, a rack holding several weights, and a treadmill to run on.
Sofia led Frank to the steel chair, and took off his collar, "When I take off your handcuffs, you're going to take off your shirt and pants, go to the wall bar over there, and cuff your hands up above it, understand?"
Frank nodded reluctantly, suddenly "Mmph"ing loudly as she struck his backside with a small horsewhip that he hadn't noticed before.
"What was that?" she demanded in that dominating voice.
Frank quickly made several grand gestures of obedience, "Mmph"ing in as much of a respectable manner as he could.
Satisfied, Sofia took off his handcuffs. Frank quickly stripped himself down to his boxers and and headed over to the wall bar as indicated. Because he was taller than Sofia or her parents, the wall bar they had set up was low enough for him to just be able to stand there on his toes, his hands cuffed over the bar.
Sofia smiled as she suddenly approached him with the horsewhip and began striking him at random; she would alternate from his buttocks to his thighs, to his back, all the while getting a loud yelp with every strike.
Frank never figured out how long this part lasted; he had lost all track of time and he was almost exhausted from trying not to flinch whenever he was hit (due to his trying desperately to stay balanced on his toes).
Sofia finally took pity on him and put the horsewhip down. By this point Frank's back and legs were covered in pink welts from Sofia's enthusiastic experimentation. She seemed to think she had gone a bit too far, for she attempted to compensate Frank by softly kissing each welt on his back to make it feel better.
After this act of mercy, Sofia pulled up a stool to remove the handcuffs, "You can go get something to drink, honey, but I want you back here immediately- with a glass of orange juice for me."
With great relief to his jaw, Frank removed the ball gag and panties from his mouth and hurried upstairs to get the taste out of his mouth with one of the energy drinks from the fridge.
Returning with a glass of orange juice, Frank silently handed it to Sofia, who had seated herself on the small couch. As she drank, he stood by her, patiently waiting to see what would come next.
Finishing her drink, Sofia ordered Frank to get on his knees in front of her. When he had done so, she spread her legs apart to reveal that she had taken her underwear off, "I want you to pleasure me. And if you leave a mess, you're going to be punished." She left that threat open-ended even as Frank leaned forward. He had performed cunnilingus on Sofia several times already, and knew just how to give her the most satisfaction for the longest time possible.
It wasn't long before Sofia was moaning in pleasure, one hand gripping a fistful of Frank's hair as he continued despite that.
Finally Frank pushed her to climax, resulting in her love juices filling his mouth. Remembering her threat, Frank made sure that none of it left a mark on the couch or the floor.
Gasping with pleasure, Sofia glanced down at Frank, noticing the lack of any stains, "Good work, slave. For that you get to sleep somewhere comfortable tonight. But first, let's have some supper."
Frank and Sofia then went upstairs to have a small dinner, almost as if nothing strange had been done since they had gotten together that day. At one point, they thought of this contrast at the same time, making eye contact at each other. Spontaneously, they laughed about it in between bites of food.
After they'd cleaned their plates in the sink, she took him downstairs to the guest bedroom. The bed's metal frame was perfect for what she had in mind, laying him on his back and handcuffing his hands and feet to their respective corners of the bed. She then took the ballgag from before and gagged him once again.
"Unfortunately you won't be sharing a bed with me tonight. I'm going to have a nice, peaceful sleep without any fear of revenge until tomorrow," she said as she fastened the ball gag tightly. "But here's one final token for you."
Her hand slowly moved down his body and went to the front of his boxers. Frank suddenly looked hopeful, not even daring to make a sound.
Pulling them as far down his legs as she could, she began to stroke his erect manhood. Slowly and deliberately, she smiled as he visibly squirmed with joy at the feeling. After a few minutes, she suddenly leaned forward and whispered seductively in his ear, "Are you ready, baby?"
Frank groaned and nodded his head so fast that he thought he was going to break his own neck.
Sofia's grip got tighter and her movements faster, all building up to that moment of joy which Frank could almost feel approaching...
Then, almost at the very last second, it seemed, Sofia let go. It took Frank a brief moment to realize what she had done, and he gave a muffled roar of frustration.
Still smiling, Sofia tenderly kissed his cheek, "Tell you what, hon. You've suffered enough for one day. Tomorrow's all yours."
She left him there, bound to the bed, the gag in his mouth preventing her from deciphering the terrible vengeance he was promising for the next day.
To be continued...

### Re: Lovers' Bonds

Post by Septimus7 » Sun Nov 04, 2012 5:05 pm

Falling asleep was very difficult for Frank that night, bound as he was. Not to mention that Sofia’s last act of torture left him in a very painful situation. Grumbling beneath his gag, Frank thought of how he’d make her pay when he got out of these bonds.
A few times, he wondered if he could trust Sofia to let him go the next day. She had displayed immense pleasure out of enslaving him. Would she be reluctant to become his slave in turn? The thought that she might blindside him to torture him further started as a small grain of doubt which grew over the course of the night. Frank began to wonder what she might subject him to if she decided to not let him go.
‘We agreed to it’, he reasoned, even as his jaws started to feel sore and his struggling proved futile. This utter helplessness was maddening, yet extremely satisfying for him. Even if she did continue to torture him, Frank thought, at least it was her. She had her limits, surely?
Eventually he grew weary despite his predicament, and nodded off to sleep.
“” “” “” “” “”” “”” “” “” “”” “”” “
He awoke with cold water splashing his body. Mmmphing loudly in shock and outrage, Frank looked up to see Sofia dressed in a plain t-shirt and sweatpants, a broad grin on her face.
“How are you doing, baby?” She asked brightly, as though she hadn’t been torturing him the day before.
Frank merely scowled beneath his gag. He nodded his head towards his arms and legs, indicating that she now had to untie him.
Sofia continued to smile sweetly, “You know, Frank, I have a confession to make. After I left, I realized that if I did let you off the hook for taking part of my time away, I wouldn’t be doing myself any favours for when we do this again. So I’ve decided to take what you initially agreed on. You’re mine for the morning too. And unless you can't escape, I see no reason why I should let you go. You're such a good bondage slave.”
Frank sighed, not altogether surprised, but still dismayed that he had indeed offered that as a truce. However, it was still unfair to offer that reprieve the night before, he tried to say through his gag. Sofia’s grin merely widened.
“So, let’s continue where I left off.”

### Re: Lovers' Bonds

Post by Septimus7 » Mon Nov 05, 2012 9:33 am

Sofia picked up a bundle of ropes, laying them on the bed next to the immobilized Frank. He was still thinking about how Sofia had decided to take advantage of his being bound and gagged. Was she really going to keep him like this without any hope of escape until the Sunday?
Frank glanced at the clock. It was only 8 in the morning. He had over a day to be tortured and taunted by Sofia. Part of him felt horribly cheated, but another part of him felt oddly impressed by his girlfriend.
“Remember this?” Sofia suddenly asked. Frank looked back to her. She was holding up the horsewhip in her hand, her face alight with excitement. Frank moaned beneath his gag. He should have expected that if Sofia wasn’t gonna play fair, she’d go all the way and make his life hell.
Putting the whip down, Sofia began by uncuffing one of Frank’s legs. Immediately, she put all her force on it, placing it next to Frank’s other leg. Sofia leaned over and suddenly began licking Frank’s ear and the area around it. Frank groaned in pleasure, smelling a very rich, soapy smell about her as well. But no sooner had she started than she seemed to stop just to promptly tie his legs together with rope, while he was still put off by her sudden act.
She’s really smart, Frank realized. She’s using everything she knows about me against me. The thought of this woman taking advantage of his weak spots not only gave him further senses of helplessness, but also an excitement at what was going on.
When Frank’s legs were completely tied, Sofia uncuffed Frank’s left hand. “Roll over, Sparky.” She commanded authoritatively (Frank realized that he was wearing the collar again).
Frank was about to obey her, but suddenly realized that Sofia’s power over him could be thwarted. He could try and escape. If Sofia wasn’t gonna play ball, neither would he. He looked defiantly at her, daring her to make him.
Sofia understood his expression change, and gave a truly evil smile, “You’ve had this coming.”
Grabbing the horsewhip, she began striking up and down his legs. Since she had tied them so tight, he could do nothing to dodge the attack. Pain seared up his legs as his cries of pain were muted.
Sofia began moving towards his sides when he’d had enough. Mmmphing loudly in a token of surrender, he meekly rolled onto his stomach, even as she tied his hands together with rope. Uncuffing his final limb from the bed, she smiled at her handiwork, “That’s more like it. See how much easier it is to obey me?”
Frank moaned beneath his gag.
“I should hogtie you so you have no chance of getting away, but I’ll just need to get some rope first. I’ll be right back, but here’s a reminder of what will happen if you disobey me again.” With that, Frank felt Sofia pull his boxers down to the ropes tying his knees together. Three sudden stings like nothing before seared across his buttocks as she struck him with, so it felt, all her strength. Squealing in pain, tears collecting at his eyes, Frank heard her leave the room. He knew that he was in for this for the rest of his time here. She had tied him up securely.
But… did she? Even as he was wincing from the pain in his legs, he realized how stupidly Sofia had left him tied. His legs were bound together, and his arms were tied in front of him. Nothing secured him to the bed. She had uncuffed him in between lashings. Out of sheer confidance? The idea that she could be so careless filled Frank with a chance at revenge. He just needed to find a sharp object to cut the ropes, and he could turn the tables on her! He had to act now!
Carefully, but quickly, Frank rolled to a sitting position, hopping off the bed and balancing on his bound feet.
He listened carefully for any sign of Sofia returning. Nothing yet. Sighing, he looked around, wondering how far he would have to go to undo these ropes. A knife, a pair of scissors?
Suddenly, Frank noticed something in the corner of the room. A pair of scissors, lying there as if they’d been so easily discarded.
‘She wants me to escape’, Frank realized. ‘She was just messing with me before. She wants to get what she dished out.’ He realized once again just how much he loved her. Well, if this is what she wanted, he’d happily oblige. She certainly had a lot to answer for.
Hopping towards the scissors, Frank awkwardly cut the ropes from his legs. Careful not to cut himself, Frank slowly severed the ropes binding his hands together. This took a few minutes, but there was still no sign of Sofia.
Taking out the ballgag, Frank sighed in relief, slowly moving his jaws up and down to fix the ache.
Now, however, was his time to act. But what was Sofia’s plan? As he pulled his his boxers and pants on, he thought about her absence. Was she going to passively wait for him to get her? Or was she going to act a game of manhunt, allowing him a fair chance at subduing her? Regardless, Frank knew that he wanted desperately to take his revenge. It was already 8:30, and he wanted to use every bit of time that he could.
Walking into the main area of the basement, he noticed the discarded equipment from the day before, including Sofia’s used panties. Smiling to himself, he put them into his pocket for later, along with the ballgag and the handcuffs.
Walking around the basement, he listened for sounds of her walking around upstairs. Nothing. Where was she?
Slowly, Frank headed up the stairs, his ears craning for a clue.
Finally, he heard something.
Water.
From where he stood at the top of the basement stairs, Frank realized that somebody was using a shower upstairs. A slow smile crept across Frank’s face as he crept up the main stairwell to the sound of the running water.
But then, halfway up the stairs, he stopped. Was this another trick? She had smelled very soapy before when she was downstairs. Was this another trick? He’d play her at her own game, he thought smugly.
Moving past the bathroom door, Frank was given a sudden idea. Seeing that the door was slightly open, he braced himself to kick it inwards. Frank yelled out “Gotcha!” as he kicked the door, sending it swinging wildly into the room. Frank pretended to lunge forward, but at the last second stopped himself.
Even as he did so, Sofia lunged out from behind the doorframe, where she’d been hiding. Even as she finished moving forward, her look of triumph changed to horror at how she’d been outwitted.
Frank wasted no time. Quickly grabbing her by the shoulders, he pulled her out of the bathroom and pushed her down to the ground as if he was a police officer arresting her. This was no easy task, for Sofia was a vicious fighter, and she had begun to scream in surprise and anger.
Frank secured her hands behind her back with the handcuffs he’d brought, overwhelmed with excitement, “Okay! NOW we begin this day properly!” He called out exultantly.
Clapping a hand over her mouth, he stared into her eyes, her look of wild shock meeting his utterly delighted expression. Behind the surprise, Frank knew she was intensely excited at being overpowered by her boyfriend and captured.
Well, he thought, he’d indulge them both.
Pulling out her used panties, which had been unwashed and had also been in Frank’s mouth for quite some time, he dangled them in front of Sofia’s face, “Remember these?”
Sofia’s eyes widened in horror, and began mmmphing loudly, pleading with him. The sound alone made him feel his growing erection. This was what he’d been planning and hoping for.
“Open wide, slave.” He ordered, and when she did no such thing, he promptly moved to the side and pulled her sweatpants down far enough to expose her underwear-covered buttocks. Marveling at the sight of her toned body, Frank put all his force into one hard slap across her bum. Squealing in pain and surprise, Sofia was quickly silenced by the panties which Frank stuffed into her mouth. Sofia’s shriek turned into muffled curses of disgust at the taste in her mouth. Before she could spit them out, Frank forced them in further with the ballgag. Locking the gag behind her head, he relished in hearing her muffled response to the change of pace in their game.
For the first time since he woke up, Frank relished the promise of a long day.

### Re: Lovers' Bonds

Post by Dreamingbound » Mon Nov 05, 2012 8:37 pm

nice one. More please

### Re: Lovers' Bonds

Post by Septimus7 » Fri Nov 09, 2012 9:17 am

WARNING= I posted this story before the PG17 sections were established, so I don't know if this can still be placed in the fictional intimate section. I tried to cut down on the more explicit language as a result.
Frank grabbed Sofia by the scruff of her shirt and pulled her to her feet, “Don’t try and escape, slave, or I’ll make things worse for you.”
Sofia apparently decided that things could hardly get worse, so she quickly wriggled out of his grip, still handcuffed and gagged, and attempted to run.
Frank quickly grabbed her by her hands and remarked, “So be it.”
Turning her so that she faced him, Frank scooped her up into a fireman’s lift. This was made very difficult by the fact that she was almost as tall as he was, and she was kicking with her legs in an attempt to make things difficult.
Eventually, Frank brought her back to the basement, where he tied her legs together at the knees. Taking another length of rope, Frank tied Sofia’s feet together as well. This left her unable to anything except wriggle and squirm across the floor like a fish.
Frank smiled as Sofia furiously mmmphed at him, struggling to loosen the ropes on her legs, “No escape now, sweetheart, and we haven’t started yet.”
Frank headed upstairs, to Sofia’s room, where he knew she would be keeping some more toys that he’d find useful. He’d read up on some ideas to use for today, and now he’d finally get his chance.
Taking a plastic bag, Frank filled it with what he found in her room. He was astonished at some of the things that she had collected for this experience. Or did she use them on herself? The idea of that was deeply satisfying, but now he was going to be a player in the scenario.
He went back downstairs, smiling broadly, “Hey Sofia! Guess what I’ve found!”
Sofia’s eyes widened as he pulled out her collection of bondage toys. She probably didn’t expect me to find them, Frank thought smugly.
“First off!”
Sofia squealed as Frank pulled her sweatpants down to her bound knees and began smacking her buttocks with the horsewhip she’d so happily used on him before. Frank made sure to pause between each strike, allowing her to feel the sting. After a few minutes, Frank was suddenly emboldened to go one further. He took her underwear and pulled them down as well, leaving her rear end naked. Sofia furiously shook her head, not because she was uncomfortable being naked (they’d had sex already) but because she knew what was coming next.
After several minutes of spanking her bare buttocks (much to his delight and her muffled chagrin), Frank had a new idea.
He took some of the rope that Sofia kept, and tied her elbows together so that they almost touched. Ignoring her grunts and mmphs, Frank uncuffed her hands only to tie them together with rope. Pulling her bound legs up, he fashioned a crude hogtie, making sure to keep it very strict. Sofia now lay on her belly, hardly able to move anything but her head.
Lying down so that they’d see eye-to-eye, Frank smiled cheerfully, “How’s that feel, sweetie?”
“Mmmmmph!” She replied angrily, though Frank could tell that she was enjoying it.
“I’ll be right back, I haven’t had breakfast yet. See you soon!” Frank got up and turned out the lights, ignoring Sofia’s muffled protests. The narrow basement windows were providing enough sunlight as is anyway.
Fixing himself a good breakfast, Frank pondered what he could do now that Sofia was completely in his power. What should he do first?
Suddenly, he glanced at the fridge and freezer, getting a very good idea. Forgetting his breakfast for a moment, Frank hurried downstairs again, “One more thing, baby.”
If she hadn’t been doubly gagged, Sofia’s shrieks would have been heard through the house as Frank placed several ice cubes down the back of her t-shirt. Deciding to have breakfast downstairs, Frank sat by as Sofia was unable to do anything about the melting ice on her back.
After he’d finished eating, Frank decided that it was time for something else.
Undoing the hogtie, Frank moved Sofia to where she had held him only the day before. Standing her up, he undid her bonds and picked up the horsewhip again.
“Take off your clothes.” He ordered.
Maybe it was because Sofia had been reduced to the role of a meek slave, or maybe because she really had set all this up herself and wanted to go further, Sofia obediently pulled down her pants and underwear the rest of the way, throwing them to the side. Taking her shirt, she pulled it over her head in one gesture, revealing that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Frank took a second to marvel at Sofia’s gorgeous body. She had unusually large nipples, which she had been very self-conscious about when they’d first been intimate, and she regularly shaved her pubic hair so that Frank had a view of everything.
Taking her hands, Frank tied them to the bar where he’d been tied, making the ropes tight enough so that she had to keep her arms fully stretched. Grabbing some of the heavies dumbbells that the family used to work out, Frank tied one to each of Sofia’s feet, far enough so that she needed to stand still in order to balance.
“That’s more like it.” Frank remarked, smiling, “And now, since you were such a good little slave…”
Sofia’s eyes widened with anticipation as Frank took out a magic wand vibrator from amongst her bondage toys. Frank knew she had one, but they had never incorporated it into their sex life. Now seemed like an opportune moment.
Turning it to the ‘low’ setting, Frank began rubbing her inner thighs, relishing in the moans from Sofia. As she involuntarily started squirming, her breasts began to shake from side to side. As much as Frank loved the sight, he had another idea.
Putting the vibrator aside, Frank leaned in and gently kissed each of Sofia’s nipples before attaching nipple clamps to them both. Ignoring her squeals and moans, Frank added weights connected to the clamps by a line. This meant that any movement she made would cause the weights to swing, putting pressure on her nipples as a result.
Frank felt himself deeply aroused as he heard Sofia’s muffled reactions, as well as seeing the effects of his bondage work. He also placed a blindfold over her eyes so she would be unable to see what was coming next.
Taking the vibrator, he began moving it between her legs, on medium setting. As before, Sofia began involuntarily moving as much as she could in her situation. Now, however, each convulsion of pleasure that went through her body was met with sharp tugs of the nipple clamps, causing both moans of ecstasy and squeals of pain. Or maybe Frank had stopped noticing the difference.
Frank kept her at this position, making sure that she couldn’t orgasm, as a final act of revenge for the day before. No matter how she screamed for a climax, he continued to smile and deny her that bit of pleasure.
Having long lost track of the time, Frank eventually stopped to give Sofia a breather. Covered in sweat, gasping through her gag, Sofia was clearly struggling not to move in order to make things easier for her breasts.
Frank realized that he was very hungry, and told her he would be right back. Getting a snack from upstairs, Frank came back and spent a good ten or fifteen minutes simply watching her. He could still hardly believe everything that had happened over the course of their time together this weekend.
Finally taking off the nipple clamps, Frank waited another minute or two before suddenly shocking Sofia with a few smacks from the horsewhip on her buttocks. Had she not been so effectively gagged, Frank didn’t doubt that her neighbours would have heard her scream.
Frank put the whip down and whispered in her ear, “Have you had enough?” Weakly moaning, Sofia nodded.
Leaning forward, Frank began to lick and kiss her where she was most sensitive, just as he had the day before, pinching one of her already sore nipples in the process.
Drawing it out for as long as he could, Frank finally allowed her to come, filling his mouth with her love juices.
Taking off her blindfold and gag, Frank also untied her arms, causing Sofia to almost collapse from the effects of the last few hours. However, between her gasps of effort and pleasure, she spoke one word “Wait.”
Holding her up, Frank gave her a minute or so before she untied her legs, and knelt down in front of him. Allowing her to undo his pants, Frank waited in thrilled anticipation.
Sofia slowly began moving her lips up and down his manhood, knowing how to provide Frank with the most amount of pleasure for the longest time possible. He felt his breathing become rapid.
Even after she had taken her time, Frank still felt the moment had gone too fast as he felt himself ejaculate. Without even indicating anything, Sofia waited until he was drained dry before taking his manhood out of her mouth.
The rest of the day was spent in bed for the two of them. Cuddling up together in the guest room, Frank and Sofia lay together in silence. However, they were completely content in the knowledge that they had both experienced something wonderful together.
END

### Re: Lovers' Bonds (Warning: potentially pg 17 sexual conten

Post by thedarkdefender » Sat Nov 10, 2012 5:34 am

Great story.

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Post by ana-tie91 » Sat Nov 10, 2012 6:44 am

thnx so much that was just great septimus

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Post by tieup0506 » Mon Nov 19, 2012 2:32 pm

Great story. Abs loved it