bunsofsteel187
02-05-2003, 2:41 PM
When I awoke I was still in the living room, I was lying on my back, parallel to the couch. I felt extremely groggy, and the lights in the room seemed very bright. I attempted to move my hand up to my face to shield my eyes from the glare, but my arm was stuck to my side. I tried the other arm, but it too was stuck, and I soon realized that my legs were also immobile. I lifted my head to see what was impeding my movement, and was horrified to see that I was completely naked. I also discovered that my chest and arms were wrapped in plastic wrap. It started about an inch below my nipples and wound tightly down to an inch above my my crotch. My arms were rendered completely useless, they felt as if they were welded to my sides.
My legs were similarly restrained with plastic wrap, from knee to ankle. A wooden block was placed between my legs before the plastic wrap was applied, so that my legs were slightly spread, and movement would be even more difficult. It was set just above the ankle, and the tight wrapping served to clamp my legs to its sides. I was completely restrained, I could barely even able to move from side to side.
I looked around the room but didn't see Melanie anywhere. I noticed that the back door was open, and I could hear someone shuffling around outside. A moment later Melanie walked into the house carrying a long board. It was about six and a half feet long, a foot wide, and perhaps an inch or two thick. She leaned against the wall next to a similarly sized board, and walked towards me smiling.
"What happened?" I asked
"It was chloraform." she said. "You passed out."
"Why are you doing this?" I asked her in a pitiful voice
She walked over to the couch and sat down.
"I want to fuck you." she said simply, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"But why this?" I asked "Why all of...this?" I exclaimed reffering to the restraints.
"What if I had just asked you?" she replied "You would have refused, and then most likely you would have told your girlfriend all about it. We can't have that." she continued "I don't want to lose on of my best friends, and besides now I can do whatever I want with you. Things that you would never do willingly, but now you just don't have a choice. It's so much easier this way, and so much better for me."
"I can still tell her." I said, I was getting pretty frightened at this point.
"No you won't." She laughed. "You'll never tell annybody about we're going to do. You'll never forget, but you'll never tell either. I've planned this out very carefully, I know that you'll be too embarassed about being dominated to tell anybody about it."
She was right, I realized, but I could never tell anybody about this. I felt completely defeated. I was at her mercy she could do anything she wanted to me and get away with it, it added to my fear. I wasn't about to give her the satisfaction of admitting defeat.
"I'll scream." I argued
She smiled at this.
"Yes, you will scream, but nobody will hear you." she replied
With that she grabbed a roll of duct tape, ripped a piece off, and put it over my mouth.
"We've wasted enough time." She said.
She knelt down and sweetly kissed me on the forehead, then began to walk across the room. She stopped at a bin that she had placed in the room earlier that night. She bent over and reached inside. Melanie loves to bend over, and she does it quite frequently, she knows her perfect ass drives men crazy. I stared intently at her butt, watching it stretch the fabric of her pants, god it was beautiful. She looked back at me, and seeing me stare, she began to laugh. It wasn't the type of laugh one would expect though, it sounded like she was laughing about something that she knew and I didn't.
"Do you like my ass?" she asked. "I hope you do." she said, and laughed again.
From the bin she produced a clump of thick leather straps. She began separating them and laying the four straps strategically onto the floor. She retrieved the boards that she had leaned up against the wall and set them on top of the straps. My brain began working overtime. What was she planning? I tried to struggle, I tried to scream, nothing worked. I was bound too tightly, and very little sound escaped the seal of the duct tape. Melanie saw me panicking, and walked over. I lifted my head as far up off the ground as it would go, and pleaded with my eyes. In response, she extended her leg, put her bare foot in my face, and slammed my head back down hard into the carpet. She rubbed her foot all over my face, paying special attention to my nose so that I could smell her sweaty appendage. She removed her fott and lokked down at me, gently putting her finger to her lips.
"sssshhhhhh." she said.
She walked over to my bound feet, and grabbed them. She then began to drag me over to the boards, where she placed me on top of them. She carefully centered my body so that no part was hanging of the boards. Once I was positioned correctly, she knelt by my head and grabbed the two ends of the first strap. The straps worked like a belt, one end had a buckle, the other end end had holes running down its length. She joined the two ends, pulling the strap through the buckle, and yanked. It tightened around my neck, immediatley cutting off all of my air. She continued to pull tightening it even further. Finally she stopped, and held the strap taut. She held it there for what seemed like an eternity. When she finally released the pressure I inhaled furiously through my nose. She then proceeded to tighten the strap to a somewhat comfortabl level on my neck, and buckled it. The strap served to clamp the two boards she had lain on top of to straps together, and at the sime time, hold my neck down, thus restricting head movement. She moved down my tightening the other three straps in the same fashion. One strap around my stomach, one above the knees, and another over the ankles. She stood up and looked down at me, a satisfied smile crossed her lips. I could see in her eyes that she knew she owned me now. There was no hope of escape, she could now make her every fantasy a reality, using me as her tool.
"It's time." she said. and she began to drag me into the bedroom.
More later, hope you like it so far.
My legs were similarly restrained with plastic wrap, from knee to ankle. A wooden block was placed between my legs before the plastic wrap was applied, so that my legs were slightly spread, and movement would be even more difficult. It was set just above the ankle, and the tight wrapping served to clamp my legs to its sides. I was completely restrained, I could barely even able to move from side to side.
I looked around the room but didn't see Melanie anywhere. I noticed that the back door was open, and I could hear someone shuffling around outside. A moment later Melanie walked into the house carrying a long board. It was about six and a half feet long, a foot wide, and perhaps an inch or two thick. She leaned against the wall next to a similarly sized board, and walked towards me smiling.
"What happened?" I asked
"It was chloraform." she said. "You passed out."
"Why are you doing this?" I asked her in a pitiful voice
She walked over to the couch and sat down.
"I want to fuck you." she said simply, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"But why this?" I asked "Why all of...this?" I exclaimed reffering to the restraints.
"What if I had just asked you?" she replied "You would have refused, and then most likely you would have told your girlfriend all about it. We can't have that." she continued "I don't want to lose on of my best friends, and besides now I can do whatever I want with you. Things that you would never do willingly, but now you just don't have a choice. It's so much easier this way, and so much better for me."
"I can still tell her." I said, I was getting pretty frightened at this point.
"No you won't." She laughed. "You'll never tell annybody about we're going to do. You'll never forget, but you'll never tell either. I've planned this out very carefully, I know that you'll be too embarassed about being dominated to tell anybody about it."
She was right, I realized, but I could never tell anybody about this. I felt completely defeated. I was at her mercy she could do anything she wanted to me and get away with it, it added to my fear. I wasn't about to give her the satisfaction of admitting defeat.
"I'll scream." I argued
She smiled at this.
"Yes, you will scream, but nobody will hear you." she replied
With that she grabbed a roll of duct tape, ripped a piece off, and put it over my mouth.
"We've wasted enough time." She said.
She knelt down and sweetly kissed me on the forehead, then began to walk across the room. She stopped at a bin that she had placed in the room earlier that night. She bent over and reached inside. Melanie loves to bend over, and she does it quite frequently, she knows her perfect ass drives men crazy. I stared intently at her butt, watching it stretch the fabric of her pants, god it was beautiful. She looked back at me, and seeing me stare, she began to laugh. It wasn't the type of laugh one would expect though, it sounded like she was laughing about something that she knew and I didn't.
"Do you like my ass?" she asked. "I hope you do." she said, and laughed again.
From the bin she produced a clump of thick leather straps. She began separating them and laying the four straps strategically onto the floor. She retrieved the boards that she had leaned up against the wall and set them on top of the straps. My brain began working overtime. What was she planning? I tried to struggle, I tried to scream, nothing worked. I was bound too tightly, and very little sound escaped the seal of the duct tape. Melanie saw me panicking, and walked over. I lifted my head as far up off the ground as it would go, and pleaded with my eyes. In response, she extended her leg, put her bare foot in my face, and slammed my head back down hard into the carpet. She rubbed her foot all over my face, paying special attention to my nose so that I could smell her sweaty appendage. She removed her fott and lokked down at me, gently putting her finger to her lips.
"sssshhhhhh." she said.
She walked over to my bound feet, and grabbed them. She then began to drag me over to the boards, where she placed me on top of them. She carefully centered my body so that no part was hanging of the boards. Once I was positioned correctly, she knelt by my head and grabbed the two ends of the first strap. The straps worked like a belt, one end had a buckle, the other end end had holes running down its length. She joined the two ends, pulling the strap through the buckle, and yanked. It tightened around my neck, immediatley cutting off all of my air. She continued to pull tightening it even further. Finally she stopped, and held the strap taut. She held it there for what seemed like an eternity. When she finally released the pressure I inhaled furiously through my nose. She then proceeded to tighten the strap to a somewhat comfortabl level on my neck, and buckled it. The strap served to clamp the two boards she had lain on top of to straps together, and at the sime time, hold my neck down, thus restricting head movement. She moved down my tightening the other three straps in the same fashion. One strap around my stomach, one above the knees, and another over the ankles. She stood up and looked down at me, a satisfied smile crossed her lips. I could see in her eyes that she knew she owned me now. There was no hope of escape, she could now make her every fantasy a reality, using me as her tool.
"It's time." she said. and she began to drag me into the bedroom.
More later, hope you like it so far.