My Bondage History

                             Part 2

                          by The Bitch


     Things really speeded up after that.  Sensing that I enjoyed 
the feeling of helplessness whild having sex, Charlie suggested 
we try it for real.  He tied my wrists together in front of me 
with some old pantyhose and after I laid down on the bed, he 
raised my arms and tied the end of the pantyhose to the head of 
the bed.  He left my legs free to move anyway I wanted, and oh 
how I wanted.  After he entered me, I wrapped my legs around him 
as tightly as I could and pulled and strained against the binding 
around my wrists, squeezing my legs against his lower back, 
pulling him further and deeper inside me until we both collapsed 
in ecstasy.  At that moment I knew bondage was my calling.

     The next evening, he tied my wrists to corners of the 
headboard, and then tied my ankles so that I was spread-eagled on 
the bed.  He then made the most passionate love to me he ever 
had.  He began sensuously kissing and caressing my feet, ankles 
up my legs, moving to the outside and then the inside of my 
thighs, carefully avoiding my pubic area.  I was really getting 
hot!  He stroke my stomach, across my sides, and licked aaround 
my breasts, taking each nipple in turn, tweaking and stroking, 
sucking, until I was almost ready to come.  He french-kissed me 
deeply, staring into my eyes lustily, breathed in my ears, 
caressed my neck, and started back down my body.  Pausing at my 
breasts again, he licked and sucked harder and harder, then 
abruptly stopped, before I came.  He moved back down to my 
stomach, then stroked my thighs, and stopped again.  I was so hot 
I begged him to let me come.  He finally began stroking in and 
around my vagina, carefully avoiding my clitoris, until I begged 
him again to let me come.  Then he lowered his head, and gently 
tongued my clit while I climaxed and climaxed again and again.

     I was exhausted, completely spent.  But not Charlie.  He had 
only brought me to a climax, he was still hard and ready for 
action.  He climbed on the bed, and straddling me he sat on my 
chest and offered his erect penis for my mouth to adore.  I 
normally don't like to give head, but being bound spread-eagled 
to the bed, I had no choice in the matter.  A opened my mouth and 
licked at the tip of his erection, running my tongue along the 
length of his shaft.  I nuzzled my chin against his balls, and 
then took his entire length in my mouth.  Licking and sucking, I 
slowly brought him to orgasm.  He pushed and pulled his cock in 
and out of my mouth slowly at first, then faster and faster until 
finally he tensed up, grabbed me by the hair and shot his load 
down my throat.  I smiled and swallowed, the hot come warming my 
belly.  He collapsed by my side on the bed, and fell into a deep 
sleep.  I had no choice but to remain there until he awakened to 
release me.  It had been a tremendous lovemaking session, ending 
with me still the submissive sex slave tied to the bed.  I 
couldn't wait till the next time!