Predicament Bondage

One of my bondage fun things to do is to make my girl bargain her way out of her bonds. She’s not very willing; she’d rather be told what to do, and I rarely push her very hard. But you can take this game very far indeed, as dominatrix Betka Schpitz did with her “princess pussycat”:

“Can I go to the bathroom? I have to pee really bad!”

“What are you going to do for me?” (I say in my best Devil’s Rejects voice.) She looked a little stunned. “I asked you a question, what are you prepared to do for me in exchange for using my toilet?”

She just sort of whimpered a little bit and said she didn’t know what I wanted her to say. We have played this game before. She whines about the assignment and I lose interest. Not this morning. Today, I pressed her. I tell her she can either come up with something interesting or be strapped to the bed and left until she pisses herself. “This is not interesting, inspiring or sexy. I know you can do better and until you choose to you can hold that piss or wet the bed.”

I grabbed the shackles off my wall so she would know I was serious. They are extreme custom-made restraints with a hex key that screws the shackles together. No lock, just cold hard iron. I did the same to her ankles and secured the heavy chains together in a modified hogtie.( She was on all fours with her ass up, ankles and wrists secured together with chain and rope.) She began to cry softly when she figured out I was not going to let her out. I retrieved a small, hard ball gag with a hole in the center and strapped it aggressively to her face.

“One more chance to give me something succulent or I am going to go and take a shower. You can lie here and wallow in your piss and snot for all I care so you had better make it hot.”

She sobbed. “Fine, I’ll be back after my shower, I suggest you find a way to be entertaining. This is not a difficult question.”

When I returned from my shower I again asked her what she had to offer in exchange. She cried, whined, and begged me to tell her what I wanted. “I want you to use your brain. You’re a smart girl, what can you offer me?”

“I will reorganize your equipment room by the end of the weekend?” That was nice but no quite what I was looking for. “I will show you how I can fist fuck myself.”

Bingo. Now was that so hard?

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One comment on “Predicament Bondage”:

jjj commented on April 19th, 2010 at 1:06 pm:

AWESOME!!!! i love this story

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