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Bondage Part 3 – Hung Up On You

I couldn’t wait to see him again. I waited outside of the salon and was 15 minutes early. I was dressed in a black bodysuit with some leggings. I had decided that would be enough clothing under my trench coat. I was afraid that class would be full. When the master called and invited me for an intimate tie up, I got butterflies. The anticipation of the master left my heart racing. After an explosive orgasm my first time, I couldn’t wait for the second time. He showed up for our meeting five minutes before our meet time. He  pulled down his mask as he approached me. His lips met me with a quick peck on my cheek. I blushed hard at the idea of him pulling anything down.

 

We made our way up the two flights of stairs. He unlocked the door and motioned for me to go in first. He put his hand on the small of my back. I undid my jacket as the trek up the stairs had me perspiring; thank goodness I loaded up on deodorant. He set up black curtains around the salon and lit up background lights. It had a warm vibe. 

 

 

He asked, “Are you ready to be tied?”

 

I swallowed hard. “Yes.”

 

“Good. May I remove my mask?” I looked at him and nodded. He removed his mask then his shirt. He was in great shape. I tried not to stare at his abs, but I was losing the battle. I swallowed again for fear of drooling. He looked at me and smiled. He set his camera on a tripod then his cell phone next to it. He started, “I use one camera for stills; the other to capture video.” I removed my shirt so I’m free to move. “For this session of tying up there’s a few points to say. I have to ask for consent. You can withdraw consent at any time. Understood?”

 

“I understand and you have my consent.” 

 

 

“If you feel suddenly tired or any weird sensation, please tell me which body part. Each pose will be seconds long, as you can’t stay in the same position. I will keep you safe. I will ask you questions; please be honest with each one.”

 

“Yes, I will.”

 

He smiled, “Okay, let’s get started. Get comfortable.”

 

I ran to the washroom and took a quick birdbath. I shed my leggings and just had my bodysuit. When I returned, the lights looked red and blue. I took my position and he faced me. He took the rope and started to tie. “This is the cat’s paw.” He began at  my wrist. Making knots and looping this way and that way. He made his way to my hips then down my legs. He wasn’t trying to be seductive, but each move had me taking a whiff of his cologne. He smelled good. ”This knot on your thigh is called the gunslinger.” He left me for a minute to check that he captured some shoots and video. He looked up at me and said, “Smile.” I smiled and he gave me a thumbs up. He came to me and said, “ Alright, it’s time to suspend you.”

 

 

I had my mouth open.”Yes.” I wanted him to think I was brave. Truth is I was shitting a brick. He grabbed a few heavy duty carabiners and carefully secured them. He started to put the rope through and I was starting to levitate. I was hanging by my lower body but still upright. My legs were propped apart by the rope. He stood between my legs and asked me, “How does it feel?” 

 

I looked at him and said, “I feel like I’m sitting on a swing.” 

He smiled. “Except for this swing, your arms will be completely tied up.” He grabbed the cat’s paw knot and started to tie them above my head. I was restricted. I felt bound. I felt wet. He was standing between my legs. I glimpsed at the camera that had the screen reflecting how we looked. If we had our bottoms removed there would be nothing between us. He looked over mirroring where I was looking. “It looks sexy, doesn’t it?”

 

“I agree.” He started to untie me from the wrists and with one swift movement at my hips, the rope collapsed. 

 

“Would you like to try a chest harness?” I looked at him and nodded. He started to tie at my midriff then around my breast followed through the arms. My breasts looked emphasized. He brought my wrist ups and started to tie at them. Suddenly the rope grazed my nipple. The sensation was incredible. He looked at my reaction. “Are you okay?”

 

I felt drunk.”Feels great.”

 

He smiled. When he wrapped the rope around again, it grazed the other nipple. I was wet. I wanted him to do it again. He came within inches and quietly said, “Can I put it in your mouth?”

 

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I looked down and he placed the rope bar in front of my face in between my wrists. I thought,  “Oh, he meant the rope.” I nodded with both a sigh of relief and disappointment. I opened my mouth and he placed it in my mouth. Some of my hair got caught in the rope and suddenly I was in a bit of discomfort. He carefully undid the knots. Caressing my hair. He was gentle. When he got near my chest, I noticed that it didn’t collapse. He looked at me and paused. “Do you want to feel pain and pleasure?” 

 

I thought ‘Well, you got this far. Why stop now?’ I looked at him and replied, “Yes.”

 

He tugged at the rope hard and it tightened. It pulled on my skin. It hurt for a bit, but then I suddenly felt a rush. I felt so good.  An adrenaline rush full of lust. He looked at me. “Good?”

 

I moaned and answered with a breathy, “Yes.”

 

 

 

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Statistics for Stephanie Ferreira

Age : 30somethin’

Bust :36D

Hips :38

Waist:36

HEIGHT: 5’9″

 

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