Jack had known he was kinky for years, but it had never really been something he was able to explore. He had always been fascinated with the idea of being helplessly bound and gagged, to the extent where the more bindings and the more layers that were added, the more intense he found the idea.
Over time, this led him to discover the idea of being locked away in a trunk or zipped up in a bag -- he even found websites where people fantasised about being taped up in plastic bags, completely enclosed, and found himself fantasising about that as well. He could only imagine what it would be like - to be tightly bound, gagged and bagged, sealed up and treated like an object or a piece of luggage.
By the time he had reached his late 20s though, he had started to give up on ever really fulfilling any of his fantasies. He had several relationships, but never seemed to quite work out - most of the girls he met showed no interest in even the most basic of his kinks let alone anything more adventurous, and this eventually caused a strain on both of them. He even dabbled in the idea of something more casual but though he found people more receptive to his kinks this way, he realised that he needed something deeper and never followed through with it. Eventually, he started to accept that his fantasies would remain just that.
That all changed when he met Roxy.
They met purely by chance at an awfully awkward party held by mutual friends. The moment he saw her he felt himself becoming infatuated, and fortunately she took notice of him as well. Both of them found each other far more interesting than anything else at the party, so it wasn't long before they found an excuse to make their exit, leaving together and spending the rest of the night getting to know each other. She was confident, funny and not afraid to speak her mind, with a playful and mischievous nature he found impossible to resist. They meshed together perfectly, and within a few weeks they were almost inseparable.
A few months into the relationship, Jack was stunned when -- during a rather intense session of love making - Roxy completely of her own accord took one of her silk scarves and used it to tightly tie his wrists together to the bedframe. Unable to contain himself, Jack confessed his kinky desires and love for her right there and then and asked her to move in with him. Roxy delightedly agreed, and they continued to have one of the most intense nights of sexual pleasure either of them had ever had. Finally, both of them had found someone able to fulfil their long-held fantasies.
As time went on, they began to explore more and more, engaging in all sorts of kinky scenarios, as Roxy fully embraced her dominant role in the bedroom. She would often have him tightly bound and helpless, using and teasing him to bring him to the edge of reason before gently and lovingly guide him back again.
Despite all this, Jack was still a little guarded and insecure about his more 'out there' fantasies such as being bagged up. Multiple previous rejections had taken their toll, and he convinced himself that despite her kinkiness, Roxy might find it weird or boring to just leave him tied up somewhere like that. Despite trying to work up the courage multiple times, Jack was never quite able to broach the subject of being bagged up, and always told himself that maybe it was something he could mention in the future sometime. Instead, he made do with finding stories online and other forms of satisfying that particular itch, while the two continued to enjoy and explore their other desires.
As time went on however, life began to get in the way. Roxy worked for a high profile marketing firm, and got a promotion that meant she had to work long hours of overtime on important accounts, often getting called into work at short notice or on weekends, which meant their opportunity for play gradually diminished. For a time Jack even began to worry that his girlfriend might be losing interest in him -- it didn't help that her boss Dave was a very charismatic man who clearly found his girlfriend very attractive, and always seemed to find an excuse to need her for something or other. Thankfully, this was not the case and she was able to reassure him that their love was just as strong as ever. Jack still found her boss to be incredibly aggravating, but no longer had any concerns about his girlfriend's commitment to him -- even if she did enjoy teasing him about it every now and again afterwards!
Nevertheless, between their respective work commitments it started to feel as though they hardly ever got to spend any quality time together. After months of frustration, Roxy suddenly suggested that they try to arrange to get some time off for a long weekend, to make up for not getting to spend much time together recently. She even coyly hinted that perhaps if he was lucky she might feel the desire to revisit some of their games. Jack phoned work there and then and managed to pull some favours to get the time off as well.
When the first day of the weekend came, both of them were able to indulge in a long lay-in - a luxury neither of them got to enjoy very often! They spent the best part of the morning and early afternoon in each arms and fooling around, getting to relax and enjoy each other's company in a manner that they hadn't been able to in a long time.
"You know, we really should get out of bed at some point," Roxy said eventually, propping herself up by her elbow and gazing over at her boyfriend.
"I don't know, I feel like I have everything I need right here." Jack smiled, rolling over and snuggling closer to her.
Roxy smiled and playfully jumped up, leaping onto her boyfriend like a tiger capturing its prey. She pinned him down and straddled him with a playful grin. Looking up at her, Jack couldn't believe just how lucky he was. She was incredibly beautiful, with cool blue eyes that seemed to both soothe and pierce his soul at the same time. Normally these would be framed by waves of shoulder length brown hair, but at the moment this was pulled up into a messy ponytail. He reached out to touch her supple body that looked irresistible in her silk nightie.
"Oh really? Not even if it meant we could have a little fun..." she suggested coyly, a cheeky glint in her eye as she stroked his chest. She felt his cock twitch gently underneath her at the suggestion and started to gently rub herself against it teasingly.
"What exactly did you have in mind?" Jack queried excited at what she may have in mind.
A sultry grin appeared on Roxy's face, and a seductive and authoritative tone crept into her voice as she locked her eyes with his.
"Go downstairs and wait in the kitchen for me while I get dressed, lover." She leaned forward and kissed him softly, her brown hair drifting in front of her eyes.
"You won't be needing any clothes...."
Jack didn't hesitate before obeying, jumping up from the bed, hurriedly stripping off out of his loungewear and making his way downstairs into the kitchen. The black tiles were cold on his bare feet as he stood in the middle of the generously spaced room, trembling slightly in anticipation of what might be coming.
He did not have to wait long before Roxy followed him into the kitchen. She breezed in with a causal ease, as if she hardly noticed the naked man standing submissively in the centre of their kitchen. Jack's cock gave an involuntary twitch as he admired her appearance. The waves of her long brown hair were now free and cascading down around her shoulders. She had put on a tight fitting green jumper that she wore over a tight, soft black leather skirt that accentuated her beautiful figure. Opaque black nylon leggings and her favourite pair of sexy heeled black leather ankle boots completely the image. She turned to look at him with a sultry smile, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief. It was at this this point he realised he had been gaping at her from the moment she entered the room, and he quickly looked down at the floor in embarrassment.
"Oh don't play coy and innocent," Roxy laughed amusedly, walking slowly over until she stood directly in front of him. She reached out a hand and playfully stroked his rigid member.
"I'm glad you like my outfit," she smiled. Jack blushed and raised his head to look into her eyes. Those gorgeous blue eyes that sparkled with devious plans.
"Don't get too excited yet, baby," she purred as she pulled in close and whispered in his ear, the smell of her perfume intoxicating, "I've been looking forward to this. I have big plans for you..."
She slid away, her hands lingered on Jack's chest as she walked back over to the kitchen counter where she had placed one of their bags of toys.
"Now sit down on the floor like a good pet," she instructed without even glancing over at him, an unmistakable edge of authority in her voice. Jack dutifully complied as she began to rummage through the bag. He winced at the cold touch of the tiles on his backside as he sat down, eliciting an amused giggle from his girlfriend as she walked back towards him.
"Poor baby, is that not very comfortable?" Roxy grinned, standing over him seductively with one hand on her hip and the other holding several coils of white nylon rope. "Let me help..."
She bent down in front of her docile lover and pulled Jack's hands in front of him, tightly binding them together with the soft rope. He sat in obedient silence as she worked, his mind running rampant trying to figure out what she had planned for him. She peered up at him seductively, brushing a strand of hair from her eyes as she wrapped more rope around his ankles, cinching it tightly before moving up and repeating the process above and below his knees. She then gently -- but firmly -- bent his legs, pushing them up into his body before adding more rope tightly binding his wrists to his ankles in front of him. Roxy continued to wrap more rope round his body until by the time she was finished, he was bound into a tight ball tie.
"Hmm is that better?" she teased with a sly grin, sitting on her haunches in from of him, her arms resting on her knees as she admired her work.
"Not exactly..." Jack smiled as he tugged at his bonds.
