My Adventure into Bondage

Adjusting the speed to a little faster and turning the vacuum pump, she left, not even bothering to put on her Jeans. Paul and Dave followed, closing the door behind them.

As the door closed, the sensations of my ass being filled and the vibrations on my dick became way too much to bear. I released a load of cum with a savage screech, the pleasurable waves flowing through me, the two machines continued their mechanical stimulation, soon I was releasing another load, this time not as pleasant but still a release, with no let-up the machines kept stimulating me and bringing me to orgasm, I lost track of how many time I came, On the verge of passing out I heard the door open, the machines stopped, and I was released from my bondage, my ass and dick sore, I Looked at Molly, smiled, telling her, "that was fun' taking a step and passing out,

regaining consciousness, laying on a couch, a robe covering me, Paul sitting at the end by my feet.

"Welcome back, Susan, are you ok?"

Moving slowly, I stood up. My ass hurt, my dick was sore, and as I touched my "girls," they were painful and swollen..causing me to cry when I touched them.

"Do you think you overdid it a little? I asked,

Honey, I am sorry, Molly got carried away. She is a good woman, perhaps a tad jealous. She did bring up a good point, though." "You are not a true submissive."

Starting to argue by saying I am submissive, but stopped and just stared at the floor.

. A true submissive would never argue with her master, I thought, continuing my thoughts, but I do what people ask and enjoy most of what I am. Could I just be a Whore? Happily sucking dick or getting my ass pounded,

"You may be right, Paul," I replied, I do submit freely to a most sexual advance. But I find myself trying to guide the action the way I enjoy it most. Perhaps all the porn I read and some of the books on submission are wrong. I, submissives, do have a life,

Morning arrived, a rooster crowed. My eyes opened. An arm over my shoulder, and Paul's semi-hard cock still in my ass.

What a lovely way to wake up, I thought. I was lying there, taking in the sounds and sensations arousing me, remaining still. Not wanting to awake Paul, I anticipated a great fucking from his morning wood. My mind drifted to his promise that today would be just him and I, and His promise that the bondage I experienced today would be exciting. As my mind daydreamed, my dick grew hard.

Paul groaned and moved. I was afraid that his cock would leave me depriving my ass of its company. To my joy, I felt it grow. I received a kiss on my neck, producing a contented moan. Tempted to push back but not wanting to appear aggressive, I begged Paul to use me for his pleasure, moaning and thanking him often. He shoved deep into me and gushed his load. He pulled out and moved quickly, putting his dick in my mouth, telling me to clean all his cum off,

As Paul laid enjoying my attention, I asked if he would like me to prepare his breakfast? Given his ok, I slipped on a robe and headed to the kitchen, 30 Min later I called out, "Honey, your food is ready." coming to the table, I surprised him with pancakes and bacon, a cup of coffee steaming in his cup,

Paul invited me to join him, and we were planning our day while we ate. Clearing the dishes and filling the dishwasher, I turned my attention to Paul. I Caressed his face, rubbing his shoulders, kneeling beside his chair, and being the total submissive to him.

Paul had me stand, removing my robe, he secured my hands behind my back, then with a small cord proceeded to tye My ball sac, till the balls were snug to the bottom, then to my hardening dick, he wrapped it the same till only my mushroom head was exposed, finished he used his tongue on the head for a few licks, My dick started throbbing, but nothing came out, and I could feel the pressure building,

"Ok, honey, you wait here, and I will prepare a few things for our day in the open spaces. It looks like it is going to be a beautiful day. To spend outside, our last day together.

Paul came back dressed in a tee-shirt and shorts, a stark difference from my nude body. He had a big backpack, with two smaller sacks slung over his shoulder. We set off paul helping me over the more challenging areas of the path. A fifteen-minute walk later, we came upon a beautiful little pond, with a little beach area, trees scattered, giving us shade or sun, whichever we chose.

Setting me in the grass, Paul unpacked, I marveled had how stimulating the grass felt on my nude body, the grass caressing my ass and legs as the wind blew ever so lightly,

finishing unpacking, Paul had spread a blanket, weighted it with stones on the corners, set up a folding chair, set some towels on the blanket, and of course, more light, thin rope. I couldn't even guess what he had in mind,

Sitting next to me and taking my face in his hands, kissing me hard and deep. His tongue probing my mouth, making me feel like I was in heaven. Even being tied, I have never felt this secure or at ease. The kissing stopped, his hands flowed over my body. My bound cock and balls ached for release. I ached, totally consumed by this man.

Stopping, Paul suggested we go for a swim.

"Paul dear, my hands are tied, I would drown,"

"Have faith, Susan. I would never let anything happen to you" "You do trust me, don't you?"

"Yea honey, but how?" my voice trailed off.

Lifting me to my feet, we walked into the water. It was cool refreshing. About the ten feet out, the water was up to pauls neck, being a little taller, only had my "girls" covered, the cool water felt good on my still swollen boobs, Paul reached down lifting me, my head for a second, going beneath the water.

As I sputtered, Paul told me to relax, gaining composure I did my best, he slowly let me settle lowering his arms my head coming close to going under, I struggled again he lifted me, again telling me to relax, after about 5 tries I didn't panic,

my head just above the water and no support from Paul, "that is it, Susan, you are floating on your own,"

This was exciting. I knew how to swim but never could float. My body floated, giving me a feeling of relaxation, no cares or worries. Paul swam some, then helped me back to shore. Paul dried us off then we laid on the blanket chatting. And Softley stroked my boobs. Whispering to me about another surprise before we go in,

Helping me up and escorting me to a tree with a limb about 8 feet of the ground. Paul tossed a rope over it, then tieing an end to my bound wrist, he pulled off the slack till it tugged my hands and arms up, as he pulled my body involuntary bent forward, this felt very uncomfortable, my arms and shoulder aching instantly. Letting out a low groan, Paul assured me that the little pain would reap a great reward. My legs were then bound to ropes pulling them apart till my stance was wide but stable,

Going to his backpack, he came back, showing me a butt plug. He lubed it and inserted it into my ass. Coming around in front, he showed me two cylinders. Smearing one with lube, he held it up to my nipple, explaining that he would usually tye the nipple, but mine were too small, that it would have been impossible. Placing the cylinder over my nipple and attaching a suction device, he squeezed the grip. I felt pain and cried, please stop; it hurts, the cries fell on deaf ears as he continued. When he stopped, it felt like my nipple was being torn from my breast. He quickly did the other and, the pain didn't go away. Looking down as he unhooked the tube, I saw that my tiny nipples had been stretched. They appeared to be 2 inches long.

Stepping back, admiring his work, he tipped my head kissed passionately. I kissed back through the tears, "Susan dear, a few more min and you will feel nothing but rapture." Paul dropped to his knees, taking my tied cock, in his hand. He started licking the head and sucking on it, this created an urgency to cum, but nothing released, no pre-cum, nothing. He kept it up till I was sobbing and crying like a baby,

I felt him start undoing the cord around my balls slowly. He unwound the cord every move drove me into more of a frenzy. Making me forget everything but the need to cum, My ball's finally free. He started at the base unwrapping my cock, and each loop increased the sensation. When there were three loops left, Paul told me to be ready for a unique experience, One two, and three the cord off,

The first spurt sprayed upon my breast. It was like I never had an orgasm before, that was followed by spurt after spurt, each like its own fairy tale, I hardly noticed as Paul removed the but plug, after the 5th spurt, my knees gave out, and I sagged down, placing more weight on my arms, I laughed groaned, cried as my body responded to the sudden release, Paul undid my bindings and carried me back to the blanket, my body convulsed with pleasure for a good 10 min,

"Well, Susan, was that worth the little pain?"

I still couldn't speak. I looked lovingly at Paul and nodded,

After my rapture cooled down, I pulled Paul; to me Smothering him with kisses, OMG Paul, that was like the first time I ever had an orgasm, only it lasted much longer. You are so good to me; I do not deserve your attention.

"Honey seeing the joy in your expression was priceless, and you even forgot about your nipples; let's pack and go back to the house,

Walking back, I carried as much of the load as I could. Following, the man who totally amazed me,

I helped prepare supper in the house and, still glowing, sat at the table with no clothing on, and my nipples stretched, nibbling at my food.

"Susan, I guess we best get you prepared to leave. Your weekend is over now you can go back to your other life. I hope you found this weekend enjoyable. Now we should take off those nipple stretchers, touching a tiny valve one at a time they fell off. I was amazed that my nipples retained a little length; Paul told me that they would probably stretch and remain larger with continuous use. He then asked if I would like to take the stretchers home and use them, I took them gratefully.

"Paul dear. Thanks for an amazing weekend. You have shown me some bondage techniques that have left my mind hungry for more, You and molly have made me do some soul searching on what I really want, and of course, you and Dave have treated me to loads of cum." "I think my departure can be delayed for an hour, so I would like to give you your desert in bed!"

In the bedroom, Doing my best to give Paul something close to what he had given me, I gave him a massage licked his ass, and tongued it deeply, sucked him to the edge a few times, kissed, played with his nipples. Mounting him, I rode his dick till he filled me with his cream.

After a while of snuggling, I dressed, then sitting on the bed, told him he was one of the best men I have ever met, that if he ever needed company, to call, Paul slipped on a robe went into his den, returning with an envelope,

"Here, Susan, To help you remember your weekend here, and I will not lose your number. Hopefully, we can meet again soon."

Paul carried my bag to the car, storing it in the trunk. We embraced in a long goodby hug. Getting into and starting the car, I blew the last goodby kiss.

Driving home, my nipples and boobs sore, but pleased, I opened the envelope glancing at the contents, pictures of me in different bondage scenes. I loved the one with my cock and balls tied the most. I drove home planning in my head my next weekend getaway.