Kinky stories

I woke up later and spent several seconds accessing my body and my situation. I was on my back on the bed. There were no ropes on me. The only restraint was a pair of handcuffs keeping my wrists behind my back. I looked down at my penis. It was soft and sore, but it would be fine. The tape gag had been removed and thankfully there was nothing in my mouth.

As quietly as I could, I wiggled off of the bed. I quietly moved over to the dresser trying not to alert her that I was awake. I reached around and used my cuffed hands to open the dresser drawer and I gazed at what she had. I was looking for the handcuff key so I could get outta there.

‘Admiring my collection?’ she said as she entered the room. I turned and faced her and shook my head no. She had removed her shorts and had adorned a plastic strap-on. It looked about 8 inches long. She was not wearing any anything else.

‘What are you planning to do with that?’ I asked.

‘What this?’ she said coyly with a gesture toward her strap on. She began walking towards me. ‘I’m going to do whatever I want.’

The thought sent a shiver through my body. I hope you not going to stick it in my ass.’

She moved to the dresser and started rummaging through the drawer. ‘Have you never been pegged before?’

‘No. I never had anything in my assho-‘

My sentence was cut short when she stuffed a ballgag in my mouth. She immediately got the straps together and tightened it around my head. I tried to talk and move the gag around, but it was too tight. She pushed me back onto bed.

She looked at my penis and said ‘You must like being my submissive, you are starting to get hard again.’ I looked down and she was right. I was sporting at least half a chub and I could feel it growing. ‘We better get something on that before you get a full erection again.’

I shook my head no and made pleading noises through my gag as she went to her drawer and pulled out a stainless steel cock cage. It was small. It looked less then 2 inches long. I looked in terror as she put the keychain around her neck and unlocked the device.

She moved over and knelt beside me on the bed. She slid the metal ring over my penis, popped my balls through one at time and left the ring securely around my scrotum. Next she lubed me up and tried to fit my penis inside the cage. She was as gentle as she could be, at first. Then she began trying to cram it in. This caused a great deal of discomfort. It wouldn’t fit because I was already erect.

‘I was afraid of that. Let’s try something.’ She went back to her drawer and found a dog collar. She came back over to me and put it around my neck. She also hooked a leash up to the collar. She stood up and pulled me up with the leash so I was sitting up. She kept pulling on the leash until I was standing right in front of her. She had total control over me.

She led me to her door. She removed some clothes from a hook that was over the door and wrapped my leash around it. I wasn’t choking, but with my hands cuffed behind my back, I wasn’t going anywhere. I hadn’t been able to swallow with the ballgag in my mouth, and a little bit of drool involuntarily came out and fell on the floor. She noticed the drool and smiled.

She reached down and grabbed my penis, which still had the metal ring attached at the base. ‘I’m leaving you here for 10 minutes while I look at my phone. That cage is going on your cock one way or another, so I suggest you get soft in those 10 minutes.’

I looked at her and nodded then she left. I stood there naked, handcuffed, collared and gagged trying to not be aroused.

She leapt up on the bed and stood over me. Her feet on each side of my torso as she looked down on me. She was smiling.

She lowered herself down so that she was kneeling with her knees resting on the bed above my shoulders and on each side of my face. She sat down on my chest just below my neck. She reached down with her right hand and plugged my nose between her thumb and index finger. 

With the duct tape over my mouth I couldn’t breathe. I immediately panicked and wrenched my head to the side to escape her grasp. She giggled, then she grabbed the hair on the top of my head and used it to turn my head so I was looking at her. "I love how stubborn you are." Keeping hold of my hair she slowly moved her knees inward so that her strong, sexy thighs were touching the sides of my face, leaving me unable to turn my head. Then she plugged my nose again. 

I tried to keep my composure. I hoped that after 10-15 seconds she would let me breathe again. She didn't. I tried to move my head but there was nowhere to go. I pulled on the ropes, I did my best to wrench my body to try to buck her off of me, but nothing I did made any difference at all. 

She released my nose and I immediately inhaled as much air as I could, afraid that she would cut me off again at any moment. To my surprise she started scooting backwards until she was straddling my stomach. Keeping eye contact with me, she reached behind her and started touching my penis, which was fully erect. "It seems like breath play gets you excited. I'll let you cum right now if you submit to me, or I can hold your breath until you pass out. Your choice." She started batting my penis back and forth with alternating hands waiting for my response. I thought about it long and hard, then looked at her and shook my head no.

She immediately moved forward and re-took the same position she had before. She squeezed her knees together harder this time and took a stronger grip of my hair and nose. I knew that no amount of strength or movement would help me. My only hope was to somehow get part of the tape gag off. I forced my tongue between my lips and tried to wet the tape and then push against it to separate it from my skin. It was starting to work. I moved my chin and jaw up and down trying to loosen the tape some more, while continuing to use my tongue to wet and push the tape. I was starting to lose consciousness so I collected all of the air in my lungs and blew it out of my mouth as hard as I could. 

It worked! The part of the tape gag on the skin between my nose and my mouth gave way and completely separated, allowing me to breathe. She released my hair and nose and crossed her arms under her breasts as she looked down at me. She was beaming at me while she bit her lower lip. "I'm impressed! I've never had anyone do that before. I'm so pleased that breaking you is turning out to be so fun." 

I woke up groggily and tried to move my hands but I couldn’t. My arms were stretched out wide and my wrists were tied up to the posts of a bed. 

I immediately felt a rush of fear and helplessness. I looked around and saw that I was on my back on a bed. My legs had been bent and frog tied tightly with a rope that went around my thighs pinning my ankles to the back of my thighs. It was impossible for me to stretch out my legs. To make matters worse, ropes were tied around my knees that pull my bent legs outward toward the sides of the bed. I was completely exposed, alone and naked.

I began struggling against the ropes, to no avail. I called out for help, but all that did was alert my captor that I had regained consciousness.

She walked in the room. She had removed her bra and her breasts were exposed, but she was still wearing the tight shorts. She climbed on the bed and began to rub my cock. I told her to stop but she ignored me. I tried not to get excited but it didn’t take long until I was fully erect. She enveloped my penis with her mouth and began sucking, going up and down. I let out a moan of pleasure. She stopped suddenly and started giving me a handjob starting slowly but gradually increasing the speed of her strokes, then she casually said, ‘I’ll let you cum if you submit to me.’

I looked at her and said ‘That’s not going to happen, bitch.”

She stopped and shot me a look of disappointment. ‘Good boys don’t use such dirty words.’

I watched her walk over to a clothes hamper and pull out a pair of pink satin panties. Then she opened a dresser drawer and pulled out a roll of duct tape. She walked back over to me. I watched as she tore off a strip of tape and pressed it firmly against my arm. ‘Open that dirty mouth so I can insert these dirty panties. They are a little sweaty because I wore them to the gym today.’ I furiously shook my head back and forth. ‘This is your punishment for what you said. I cannot tolerate such disrespect. These are going in your mouth the easy way or the hard way’.

I clinched my teeth shut and talked through my teeth ‘I won’t make it easy for you.’

She smiled. ‘I was hoping you would say that.’ With her left hand she held the panties firmly against my mouth. They were indeed sweaty and they smelled terrible. With her right hand, she grabbed my nipple and began squeezing and twisting it. It hurt but I didn’t open my mouth. 

So she moved her right hand down lower and grabbed one of my testicles and started squeezing it. I held my breath and tried to ignore the pain. I desperately pulled on the ropes trying to get free as she watched and giggled. When she started digging her nails into my testicle I couldn’t take anymore. I opened my mouth to scream and she immediately shoved the panties into my mouth. Then she grabbed the strip of tape that was on my arm and yanked it off, which caused me to let out a muffled groan. She put the tape over my lips. Then she quickly tore off 4 more pieces and completely and securely covered my entire jaw.

I breathed rapidly through my nose as my saliva began to soak the cloth in my mouth, combining with her sweat to form a terrible tasting mixture that started to pool in my mouth. She grabbed my chin and kissed the duct tape over my lips. ‘Now you can’t move or or call me a bitch. So it looks like you’re the bitch. My bitch.’

I showed up at her apartment ready for some fun. I had my goodies in a duffle bag. I knocked on her door and stood in anticipation on her front porch. She opened the door and stood confidently in the doorway wearing only short shorts and a lace bra.

‘Welcome. Please come in.’ She said sweetly.

‘Thank you.’ I said as I walked into her foyer. ‘You look amazing! Even better than your pictures. I’m really looking forward to tonight.’

‘What’s in the bag?’ she asked.

‘Mostly rope and and a few surprises.’ I replied.

She looked at me with a puzzled look on her face. ‘That’s very thoughtful, but I have my own rope.’ 

‘You want me to tie you up with your rope? I’d prefer to use mine, but I’ll give your’s a try.’

She smiled. ‘You’re confused. You will be the only one getting tied up. You’re going to be my submissive little good boy tonight.’ 

‘I don’t submit. I dominate.’ I said sternly.

She walked slowly towards me and pressed her body against mine. She started gently kissing and nibbling my neck. It felt so good. She worked her way up to my ear and as she subtly bit and licked my earlobe I momentarily forgot where I was. Then suddenly she grabbed my hair tightly and whispered, ‘You’ll submit to me.’

She kneed me in the balls very hard. I screamed and fell to my knees clutching my testicles and trying to catch my breath. The pain was immense. She momentarily left the room and went into the kitchen. She returned about 15 seconds later. As she approached I noticed a rag hanging out of her waistband.

She quickly moved behind me and jumped on my back, wrapping her right arm around my neck and locking me in a choke hold. She leaned back and pulled me on top of her, then she wrapped her legs tightly around my torso. She was incredibly strong. I was struggling to get any air at all.

I could feel her move her head to the side of mine and she said emphatically, ‘You will submit to me.’

She loosened her grip slightly to allow me to respond. ‘No, I will not.’ 

Then I heard her laugh gleefully and devilishly. She tightened her hold even even harder than before, completely cutting off my breathing. I grabbed at her right arm and tried with all my might to pry it from my neck. Finally I was successful and was able to get a few seconds of breath. I pulled on her arm again and was able to get a few more centimeters of freedom. I could feel her grip weakening and I was about to break her hold. 

But then she used her left hand to grab the cloth from her waistband and she pressed it firmly against my mouth and nose. I could smell the chloroform and knew I would be unconscious soon. My last thought was what kind of trouble I would be in when I woke up. I blacked out.