Nipples, Or Orgasm?
I found another fun little predicament-bondage story in the Kristen Archives. This one involves a floor-mounted vibrator, some nipple clamps affixed to the ceiling, and some circuitry to interrupt the fun if she wiggles too much:
I tied Angie standing on the balls of her feet with her wrists and ankles wrapped in black leather cuffs. Her arm and legs were spread and tied to four eyebolts, two in the ceiling and two in the floor.
“Jeffrey, how long is this going to take? I have plans tonight,” she chattered.
“You’re plans are with me, Angie. I’ve canceled your other engagements. Knowing you…you won’t have any trouble lubricating yourself for this,” I commented, as I dipped two fingers into her pussy before I slid the dildo inside. “Angie, you’re going to have to really drop down on this thing if you want it to do its magic.”
“Jeffrey, that’s not fair! You know I can’t with my arms tied like this. I can’t lower myself at all.”
“I know, my pet…patience…you’ll need a lot of patience tonight. First, I want to attach the nipple clamps.” From a hook straight above Angie’s head, I strung the clamps to her nipples and pulled them tightly to the ceiling.
“Ohhhhhhhh,” she moaned.
“You see, Angie. I’m going to untie your arms, so you’ll be able to press down onto the vibrator.”
I could see the fear in her eyes, “But Jeffrey… my nipples…”
“I know, but we all have to make sacrifices….
The story is Angie Comes Home by RopeBinder.
Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:
Just read the whole story and it conjures up some great image’s and gives husband and I some great ideas!