Charlotte’s Great Event: A Bondage Story

Here’s an excerpt from an amusing bondage story:

He had removed the crimson silk cravat around her neck; that was now jacking open her jaws and filling her mouth to bursting. He had then sealed that in with duct tape wound around her head until there was a shiny surface from under her nose to the point of her chin. Next he had wound further tape under her chin and up over her hair so stopping her moving her jaws down. When he had finished her cries were meaningless explosions of air through her nose- no use to her.

He had then gone behind her and forced her arms up over her shoulder blades as in a “half- nelson” so her fingers touched the back of her neck. Carefully he pressed her elbows together so they joined tied her wrists together with leather straps which he pulled from a bucket of water he had brought with him. Another wet strap cinched those bonds tight. Next her elbows were similarly secured so that they joined behind her back. More straps around her breasts imprisoned her upper arms safely to her body. Her hands pointed skywards in a very uncomfortable way and she rapidly realised she had no way of bringing them down or moving them at all.

A thick strap was then belted around her waist and a long thin leather thong joined at the front, pulled down between her legs and around the waist strap before being brought up to the front again wound round and the whole movement repeated, then tied off. This thong worked its way between her legs and pressed on her sex. At first she wondered why the straps were wet and seemed loose, but they soon dried out and tightened up horribly.

She was going nowhere; but now, he played a game by making her mount a saddle he had secured to her saddle horse set in the middle of her tack room (within shouting distance, normally, of her house and the Weston’s next door). More straps pulled her legs tightly down and together under the saddle.

Now, the wet leather came into its own as it dried and pulled her legs down to the base, all the time forcing her to sit on the leather between her legs which was pressed into a sensitive place.

From “Charlotte’s Great Event” by Charles Spencer.

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