A while ago, I posted a thread in the TUGs Talk section asking for advice on whether or not I should tell a girl about my bondage fetish. Now, just a little more backstory: About a year ago, I met a beautiful girl named Candice online via a mutual friend. The only problem was (and still is), she lives in Canada. I live in Chicago (and go to school in Miami). Over the course of the year, we really got to know each other and decided that we were both really into each other. We talked about everything leading up to the trip, including my little thing with bondage. This Spring Break, I visited her in Canada for four amazing days. Another note: It's worth noting that before this trip, I was a virgin. Now onto the fun part: the story...
The second day of my stay, Candice and I took a walk to the convenience store to pick up some snacks. Once there, I found a roll of silver duct tape. Candice looked at me and said "Really?" I gave her a wicked look in return and purchased the duct tape. That night I lost my virginity, although the duct tape was never utilized.
The third night consisted of drunk karaoke, which was loads of fun. However, the drinking took a toll on both of us, and we were too tired and unwell for sex. Or at least I was. I offered to maybe give it a little kick with the duct tape, but Candice declined, telling me to save it for the next day. I couldn't help but notice how aroused the idea made her, though...
Immediately after waking up in the morning, I heard a voice calling down to me from upstairs.
"Hey babe!" Candice shouted, "Can you come up here and help me get dressed? And bring the tape?"
My heart skipped a beat.
Upon going upstairs and entering Candice's room, she pounced on me and passionately kissed me, wearing nothing but a red lingerie corset. She looked absolutely amazing, herself being a fiery redhead. Before I could even say anything she threw me onto the bed and we started making out some more. She started to work my pajama pants off, but I stopped her.
"Hold on, babe," I said, walking to the corner and grabbing the duct tape, "You're gonna make my inner pervert happy."
Candice visibly shook with excitement as I approached her with the duct tape. I pulled her hands behind her back with little resistance and crossed them, tightly taping them in place both vertically and horizontally.
"How does that feel babe?" I crooned into her ear.
"Just keep going, babe," she said, breathing heavily. I kissed her more while wrapping the duct tape underneath her breasts, pinning her arms to her torso. I started to kiss her more, and she asked me to remove her panties. I did what she asked and moved on to her bare legs, taping them together at the ankles and the knees. She looked concerned, but I told her that that tape was coming off soon. She shook with excitement again as I laid down with her and kissed her. I still wasn't done yet, though. I ripped two pieces of duct tape off the roll and approached her. I gave her one more kiss before plastering a piece of tape over her lips. I put another piece of tape right below the first one, sealing her lips further. I smoothed the tape out over her mouth and jaw and kissed her one more time through the tape.
I stood up and watched her. The girl of my dreams. The perfect woman, gagged and bound with duct tape, wearing no panties and nothing but hot red lingerie. She sat up gingerly and began to test the tape, beginning to struggle more and more and moaning softly into her gag. The sight of her meekly struggling against tight duct tape bondage, mewing into a silver duct tape gag, caused me to absolutely lose it. Having lost all self-control, I pounced on her and pinned her onto the bed, fondling her breasts while kissing her on the neck and on the tape covering her mouth.
"Struggle for me, babe," I demanded, "Struggle for me."
She began to twist and turn more and more against the tape, "mmmmphing" and thrashing around, especially against the leg tape, but to no avail. I had never been so turned on in my life. Not being able to take any more, I grabbed a pair of scissors and cut off the tape binding her knees and ankles, spreading her legs and fingering her a bit. Her eyes grew wide as she continued to moan into the tape. I then removed my pajama pants and came at her again. As things got a little more, well, "adult," she continued to "mmmph" more and more, louder and louder, as we both finally finished. Exhausted, I gently peeled the tape from her mouth and made out with her a bit more. I then removed the rest of the tape, with some degree of difficulty, especially her wrist bindings.
Unfortunately, this was the last day I spent with Candice. My flight left for home a couple hours later and we had an extremely bittersweet goodbye. I still talk to her on Skype daily. I've thanked her for fulfilling my fantasy, while she thanked me for making her a part of it.
My only regret is that I didn't think to take pictures.
But hey, if you live your life full of regret, you'll never appreciate your blessings. Such as that incredible day.
Thanks for reading!