I’m still buzzing from a really good scene I had this past weekend.
I’m a 38-year-old guy that likes to be a bit kinky. I like to spank and slap, and I love pushing women right up to their limits.
Lately, I’ve started mentoring a 19-year-old college student that is very, very curious about the BDSM community. She’s eager and fun, and so far has managed to convince me that she’s mature enough to handle what I throw at her.
Our first scene was a simple get-together, involving a lot of wrestling, pinning her down, and tickling her. Some spanking was also involved.
For our second scene, I took her to a slave auction, where she was sold off to other Doms as part of a food drive. The Doms didn’t get to do any sexual penetration, but they got to do things negotiated within the limits we set out (spanking, tit-slapping, tickling, strapping her up, flogging – basic stuff). She did scenes with two different Doms, but her second one was a newb and didn’t do any aftercare for her. That left me snuggling her on a couch for a bit, making sure her body and psyche were OK, then getting in the car to go home. Well, almost home. I did order her to pull her panties down, then stuffed the panties in her mouth and made her masturbate while I drove away from the club. And I did pull over about 10 minutes later to throw her into the back of my car so I could fuck her until she squirted. But she was a good girl and deserved that fuck. (Pro tip: never do car sex right next to a bondage club. The Police know it’s a bondage club, they’ll spot you).
This week, we were focusing on rope. We met back at the club. Immediately I strapped a cheap dog collar around her neck, then strung a 10-foot length of rope off of it to keep her on a leash for the night.
Then in the rope room, I started taking lessons on good beginners knots to use, with fast releases to get the sub out of trouble just in case. They also taught me to check for hand temperatures, breathing rates, and some other good tips. After feeling confident about lashing her hands together, I had them give me some tips on how to create rope shackles, leaving little 2-foot leads off of her wrists.
With her collared and shackled, I took her into the “Bedroom” of the dungeon. It had a nice padded corner with lots of wall-mounted O-rings, making it easy to force her to face the corner and strap her arms to the walls. I was able to push her face into the padding and lift up her skirt to paddle her ass.
She can take a lot of pain. And while she likes it, I know that this brat’s real joy is tickling. So I would mix in tickles with my spanks. But then I noticed her feet. Her knees were on the bench, so it was so easy to just delicately tickle the soles. This drove her insane. Over the course of the next 10 minutes, every volunteer dungeon master poked their head into the room to make sure her screaming was OK. Instead of just waving them off, I used this as a way to mock her, reminding her that “Screaming won’t help you. You have to say the magic word.”
As her brattiness increased, I needed to really make her feel it. So I pulled off her panties. Then I pulled her leash down between her tits, between her legs, and between her pussy lips. Every time she mouthed off to me, I just pulled her string, and let her feel that rope rub against her clit.
Eventually, I called off the scene when her hands started to get cold. We started to go into aftercare, but I could tell that she was still wanting more (even though the leash was soaked). Then she started to get mouthy, suggesting that she could break out of my ropes if she wanted to. Clearly, I wasn’t going to put up with that.
I took her to another room, complete with racks and crucifixes. I lashed her ankles and wrists to points on a giant X, then spent a good hour tickling and mocking her as she utterly failed to get loose. She refused to admit defeat (brat), so I again ran the rope between her pussy. Only this time I went from behind, then pulled her tits out for the crowd to enjoy. And I wrapped some more rope around her tits, giving the nipples plenty of slaps and paddlings. She stayed defiant, but her body gave me enough red flags to eventually end the scene.
Overall, I highly recommend learning to use rope. I’m already plotting out how to hogtie someone.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7g0796/mf_bondage_exhibition_tying_her_up_and_slapping