You look so cute there struggling" Vixx said as she slowly stepped closer to me holding the nipple clamps and chain. "You deserve a special present for looking so cute. MMMNGGMMPPHH" I cried into the gag as I felt the first blow on my left foot. this was followed by 2 more then 3 on my right foot.

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I've been trying to get him interested in a little bit of kinky bedroom play for ages. You did this to yourself?”

Not another word, ladies." The man growled, menacingly. "I'm not here to hurt you, but I will if you push me. So keep quiet, understand?" Sleep well" se said. "Oh and just so you don't get disturbed." with tat she tore off two squares of tape and i was plunged into darkness as she taped my eyelids shut. I drifted in and out of sleep and woke felt the tight pressure in my spedos totally unaware of the passage of time. i struggled but was tied so tightly i could bareley move. the more i struggled the tighter the ropes seemed to become which just made me more excited and made the feeling in my spedos tighter. that was so frustrating as I was getting arounsed with no sense of relief and no way to bring that relief. So i just struggled more working up a sweat as i screamed into the folds of the gag to try and pleasure myself. I felt myself dragged up to my feet then I was hoisted up and found myself hanging over Vixx's shoulder. It was highly embarrassing even if I couldn't be seen. I am the fairly typical lanky teenager where as Vixx keeps herself looking good for my father by regular use of the Gym and she has muscles where I don't have places. As I said I have fantasised about her before. Bondage and BDSM sex have always been sexual fantasies for many people, but this has become even more of a phenomenon as experimenting with kinky sex has seen a huge rise in popularity over the past few years. Bondage and BDSM can be a whole lot of fun but these activities also demand a lot of trust and responsibility to do it safely with safe words, consent and best practice (you don't magically learn how to safely tie knots, after all) at the front of everyone's minds. So before you get down to the dirty, you need to swot up as much as you can on how to do it before you try anything IRL. It should only ever be with a partner you trust, are free to communicate openly and honestly with, and with whom you've discussed your boundaries and safe words with.

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Hey waimmpphh.” She ripped another strip of tape off the reel and plastered it over my mouth taking another one and pressing it firmly on top. This was all going wrong I thought to myself. I wasn't supposed to be the one tied up bare footed and bare chested. I wanted to see her in her underwear all bound gagged and helpless. Her teasing went on. Carol nodded, grunting appropriately, not really listening to her mother. Her mind was already filled with the possibilities a whole day to herself might offer. She finished her cereal and put the bowl in the sink. With the immediate need for relief gone thanks to the ice i was now able to think about my situation more. I was developing a kind of crush on my step mother but the strangest sort. She had discovered my guilty secret and taken over. I'd been kept tied up, gagged, almost naked, whipped and tortured for the past 24 hours and still i had the hots for this woman. She seemed so charming but sadistic at the same time, she knew just how to excite me, she read all my weak spots , she was physically , emotionally and psychologically abusing me but I just wanted more. what monster had my father married and what strange creature had I become. As the young woman looked around her room, eyes blinking in the clear, early morning light, she suddenly remembered she had school off today, and had turned off her alarm the night before, so she could sleep in. this was the first time I had been properly securely tied up. For the first time in my life I really was helpless, not tied up with my own slip knots or elastic bands, not simply looped and tied as my friends had done aged 9 or 10. I was properly tied up and gagged by my step mum of all people and I could not escape. I was loving it.

Damn. Vixx was home early or I'd been tied up longer than I thought. I knew what she was talking about. My coat, school blazer, shoes and games kit were just dumped in the hallway in front of the door as I had come in. I struggled to reach the slip knot so I could free myself but I could hear Vixx still shouting at me and now I could hear her heels on the stairs. A few minutes later, Carol had to concede defeat. With her hands bound with the zip tie, nothing short of cutting it would get it off, and without her hands free, she'd have no chance of untying any of her other bonds.

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I've had these things for a while but your father just did not want me to use them.” I had no idea what she was talking about but heard her put something down on the table next to my bed. “Now I better go and get some tea ready.” She Finished and once again I heard her heels on the stairs. I did it myself.” I could feel myself blushing but I knew a confession was better than the real trouble which could be caused by trying to make up a story of a robbery. Go on eat it" she said. She ad been walking barefoot round the kitchen and her heels, the balls of her feet and pads of her toes all had a coating of grime on them. I was hungry but the tought of having to eat off her dirty feet was too much.After about 2 hours of this treatment her programmes finally finished and the news started. She put out her cigarette and bent down to me. “Having fun there?” I woke up. I think i woke up but I wasn't sure. it was still dark and as I turned my head. I stretched my arms. i tried to stretch my arms but couldn't. I Tried to twist, to turn over to sit up but I couldn't. I tried to call aout to scream but there was just some muffled sounds. I thrashed around for a few seconds then lay panting. I struggled and twisted again then began to remember. Oh my god. That's not right. Look you silly boy. You've tied a slip knot here. That could cause big problems. let me help.” I felt her fiddling with the rope on my wrists and felt the pressure released momentarily before I felt her winding the rope round and tying off again. “There that's better. It won't slip and tighten now, and you won't be able to get yourself free either.”

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The smell of coffee assailed Carol's nose as she entered the kitchen. Her mom was already up and finishing her breakfast. "Good Morning." She said, as she saw Carol enter. "I was wondering if you were ever going to get up." I heard Vix in the kitchen opening cupboards and the fridge then switching oven and rings on and off. I still twitched my legs and feet a little and tried to reach my fingers towards any of the invisible knots holding me. I struggled and rolled side to side but found inadvertently that the strap round my chest was being doubly incapacitating. Firstly pinning my arms to my sides made it very difficult to move my hands to any where useful, secondly the restriction round my chest made breathing a little harder than normal and after not very long I gave up struggling through sheer exhaustion and lay flat on my stomach awaiting my fate. I was not afraid. There was no sign of a struggle. No one else had seen me like this. I was enjoying myself in my own special way. I was 18 and obsessed with being tied up for as long as I could remember. I had not been tied up by anyone for over five years and then that was just in silly children's games. I had loved watching TV shows or films where someone was tied up and had wanted to experience it. My mother (god rest her) had caught me playing like that once or twice and had forbidden me to do it, the upshot was I just got better at hiding my activity. I don't know whether she had ever told my dad but I had kept it secret from him. Mum had died a few years previously and my dad had married Victoria, or Vixx, who was many years younger than him but still closer to his age than mine, just. Dad worked abroad a lot and Vixx worked part time so often after school and sometimes at weekends I was in the house alone. That is where I practised tying myself up. I had been doing this for nearly ten years and was getting better and better. I could now tie my hands behind me with a splip-knot even blindfolded and with my arms strapped to my sides, and that is what I had managed to do today.

Carol's ears perked up. Her mom was always hesitant to talk about what she did at work. Despite Carol's prying, her mom had never told her what went on at the lab where she worked. To her disappointment, her mom didn't go any further on what this "breakthrough" might be. He turned and did the same thing with Carol's mother. She'd seen protesting was futile, and accepted her gag without protest.