Amy & I Were Lie Cousins

Amy did not take long to call about our bondage weekend. She called Monday night.

After the preliminary greetings she asked, "Are you familiar with 'The Adventures of Sweet Gwendoline'?"

"Yes I am."

"I found the book on the internet. When we meet I want to be tied up like Gwendoline on the book cover. Looking at the picture gets me excited. Looking at the book there could be more Gwendoline inspired sessions.

"As I see it we have time for 3 bondage sessions Friday night, 3 bondage sessions Saturday night and 1 session Sunday morning. With love making after bondage".

"Sounds good to me."

"There are details to work out, but that comes later. Right now I will provide the scarves and gags. You provide everything else, including the ball gag if we need it. And we must have a room with a four-poster bed. And FYI my excuse to visit Kansas City is to look up an old nursing school friend. I'll see her for lunch and shopping midday Saturday to give us a break from each other."

"Sounds good. I can handle those things."

"I am getting so excited about bondage. There is something secure, vulnerable and confining, yet incredibly sexy and stimulating about bondage. I am so excited."

Me too.

Amy called me Thursday evening to talk about our bondage weekend some more.

"Here is the session schedule, subject to change. Our first session will be like a bondage scene in the 50s. I wear a plain white blouse and skirt with flats. You come up to me dressed in a suit and a fedora armed with a snub nosed revolver and order me around. You tie my hands behind my back and gag me. Then you unbutton 2 or 3 buttons on my blouse and play with my boobs through my bra.

"Next, I am wearing a 1 piece swimsuit. You enter the room dressed in a Hawaiian shirt and shorts with the snub nosed revolver. You make me take off my swimsuit. Then you tie my hands behind my back, lower me to the ground and tie my legs together followed by tying my midsection to one of the legs on four-poster bed. You play with my boobs for a while.

"The final act of the evening will be tying me like the 'Sweet Gwendoline' book cover. I'm going to wear a safari outfit. Again you dress in the Hawaiian shirt and shorts with the snub nosed revolver. You don't have to tie me as elaborately as the book cover, but something like it. After that I will be worked up for explosive love making. Any questions?"

"None. We'll fine tune the details as the weekend approaches. I've been doing research too. I will buy nylon rope. It is supposed to feel better for you than soft cotton. A third of an inch thick rope is optimal for comfort and strength. I'll buy something with a diameter like that. I'll bring cotton rope too if the nylon rope doesn't work. Plus, I will bring medical scissors just in case."

"The first session Saturday night will start with me dressed like Diana Prince of Wonder Woman fame. You tie me to a chair with a gag and maybe a blindfold. You unbutton my blouse and push my boobs so they stick out to top of my bra. I want to see how big you can make them look.

"Next, you hog tie me naked. I want you to tie me so I cannot escape, but not so that it hurts. I want to sweat trying to escape."

"Got it. I'll do my best. I'll blindfold you, but as a tradeoff I'll keep you from rolling into furniture, things like that."

"That works for me. The third session my outfit is similar to the first session Friday. Your take me to the four poster bed, tie me so my arms are behind me and raised like in the Gwendoline book. Not so it hurts, but to show you mean business. You unbutton my blouse and play with my boobs through my bra. You get me worked up so we have a great lovemaking session.

"Now for Sunday morning. I am a spy dressed in black. You catch me armed with your stub nosed revolver. You take me to the four poster bed. You strip me and tie me in a standing up. You use all your pain free skills to get me to break down and talk. At first I say you'll never get me to talk. You break me down until I tell everything. Then I am rewarded for talking by having another love making session. Sound good?"

"That sounds great."

I found a B&B near The Plaza with a four-poster bed. Looking at "The Adventures of Sweet Gwendoline" cover the four-poster bed in the reserved room would be perfect. I bought 100' of nylon rope and 100' of soft cotton rope. I cut 2 25' pieces and 5 10' pieces from each. I also bought 2 sets of handcuffs, a handful of foot long zip ties and medical scissors. I was ready equipment wise for our bondage weekend.

The following Wednesday Amy called.

"I've got all the outfits for our bondage weekend. I am so excited."

"I have a place to stay with a four-poster bed." I gave her the address. "When can you get to Kansas City?"

"Does 5 o'clock work?"

"It does. I'll make dinner reservations at a great place called the 'Grand Cafe'."

"Terrific. See you at 5:00 Friday."

Knowing Amy she would be late. I made dinner reservations for 7:00."

I checked into the B&B at 4:00. I bought a dozen roses. Also brought a bottle of prosecco for sipping in between sessions. The prosecco would relax her. Outfit wise I had all she requested except for a fedora. I had a Panama hat. I'm sure she would settle for that.

As expected, Amy arrived at the B&B at 6:30.

"Sorry I am late."

"No problem, our reservations are for 7."

"Whew, what a relief!"

Amy looked good. She was wearing white blouse and a pleated olive green skirt with brown flats. That might be her outfit for our first bondage session.

We walked to the Grand Cafe. We shared a charcuterie board. Amy had cornmeal crusted trout. She had neither of those items before. Her palate continued to expand. I had grilled salmon.

The dinner conversation was light and upbeat. She did not hurry through dinner or appear nervous.

Walking back to the B&B Amy's right hand grasped my left. The grip was not to strong nor too light. Her mood was upbeat.

Once entering our room Amy turned around and gave me a soft kiss.

"Ready for a fabulous evening?" She whispered.

"Absolutely", I responded.

"First, lets get our bondage gear out." She grabbed the bandanas and scarfs from her luggage and piled them on the long tv stand. I did the same with the ropes and ball gag.

"I'll be at my laptop at the writing desk playing the part of a secretary while you change into your suit and the action begins. Like we talked about you tie my hands behind my back, give me a cleave gag, unbutton my shirt 2 or 3 more buttons play with my boobs through my bra, driving me crazy with desire."

I went to the wardrobe, grabbed my suit and Panama hat and proceed to the bathroom to change.

Once ready, I silently opened the bathroom door. Amy didn't appear to notice.

I took a few steps to her and said "Reach for the sky. Don't say anything and no one gets hurt."

Amy acted startled, raised her hands and said, "Please don't hurt me mister."

"Cooperate and you will be fine. Stand up and put your hands behind your back."

"Ok mister, just don't hurt me."

I grabbed a 10' length of rope and started tying her hands. I wrapped the rope up her arms and tied it off above her wrists, unreachable for Amy. Next, I grabbed a white bandana and gagged her. She looked helpless.

I spun her around. After unbuttoning the top 3 buttons on her blouse I proceeded to play with her boobs through her bra. She ummed through the gag. My fingers massaged her boobs at a faster pace. Her umming intensified. Amy began to squirm. My fingertips entered the top of her bra. Her hips moved side to side. I spun her around again. My hands engulfed her boobs. Amy went from ummming to sighing. Soon she hummed the "Happy Birthday" song. Midway through the second verse I took off her gag.

"That was great."

"How about a glass of prosecco before our next session?" I asked while untying her hands.

"Sounds great."

I turned to the refrigerator to get the prosecco.

While relaxing and sipping our prosecco Amy said "That was great. That was what I expected. That's what I dreamt about."

"Our next session will be better."

"I'm ready to start", said Amy. She downed her prosecco, headed for her luggage, grabbed a one piece swimsuit and went to the bathroom.

I changed into my Hawaiian shirt and khaki shorts combo.

A couple of minutes later Amy exited the bathroom. She was wearing a white see through micro monokini g string one piece swimsuit. It was too small. My cock got hard.

"You look stunning."

"Thanks." Amy said with a cute smile. "Shall we begin?"

Amy strutted over to the room's plate glass window. The curtains were pulled open. She began making sexy poses in front of the window. It had to be chilly doing that since it was November in Kansas City.

I pulled out my snub nosed revolver.

"Hands up and you don't get hurt."

"Eek. What's going on?", said Amy.

"No talking and you don't get hurt."

"What do you want?"

"Take off your swimsuit."

"Who me?"

"Yes you."

Amy crossed her arms and tugged her shoulder straps below her C cup boobs. Then she moved side to side to move her one piece down her bod. Stepping out of her swimsuit she covered her boobs and bush as best she could.

"Turn around", I ordered.

Amy did so. I handcuffed her hands behind her back.

I led her to the left front leg of the four poster bed.

"Slide down to the floor."

"Yes sir."

I uncuffed one of her hands and recuffed it around the bed leg.

Grabbing two bandanas I cleave gagged her mouth and blindfolder her.

Then I crossed her legs at the ankles, grabbed a 10' piece of nylon rope and tied her legs together. Then I took a 25' piece of rope and secured her waist to the bed leg. Once that was done I massaged her boobs with my finger tips. It did not take long before Amy hummed the "Happy Birthday" song. I removed the gag.

"That was not the turn on I expected, but I did like the helpless feeling of taking off a swimsuit, being tied, blindfolded and gagged. Hurry and untie me so we can do the 'Sweet Gwendoline' session."

I hurriedly untied her.

She got up and stretched. I handed her a glass of prosecco.

"You'll love my outfit for this session. I get excited thinking about it." She gulped the prosecco and headed for her luggage.

Amy grabbed a tan top and shorts on the way to the bathroom. I remained wearing my Hawaiian shirt and khaki shorts.

A couple of minutes later Amy emerged bare foot wearing shorts and a tan safari like top two sizes too small. Her erect nipples were easy to see through the top. Her top was unbuttoned to the bottom of her boobs.

"You look so sexy."

"Thanks. Where do we begin?"

"Turn around."

I grabbed a 10' piece of rope and tied her crossed hands together.

Next, I took a 25' piece of rope and wrapped it around her waist, securing her arms to her torso.

'Let's move to the bed.", I suggested.

Amy walked to the left lower poster bed leg. She stopped one yard from the left front leg. Perfect.

I grabbed two 10' pieces of rope. With the rope I tied her ankles and midthigh area.

Next I took a 25' piece of rope and tied up and below her delicious C cup boobs. Her arms were totally secure.

"Let's scoot back to the bed so we can finish off the Sweet Gwendoline tying.

I helped her scoot.

I took 4 12" zip ties and connected her ankle, midthigh, waist and boob bondage areas to the poster bed leg. She was totally helpless.

I grabbed a long white scarf from the tv stand. I walked to Amy and gave her a soft kiss. After the kiss she tilted her head forward and I applied the gag over her mouth, just like Sweet Gwendolin. I stepped back. She looked like the book cover. I got hard.

My index fingers flicked her nipples. She jerked.

My index fingers moved to circling her nipples. She closed her eyes and ummmed.

I unbuttoned her safari top one additional button. Her boobs spilled out.

My hands circled her exposed boobs. Her body twitched.

My index fingers flicked her nipples. She twitched some more.

Dropping my head I engulfed her right boob, my tongue flicking her nipple. Amy groaned and twitched some more.

I looked down. There was a wet spot on her shorts. My right hand unzipped her shorts. She was not wearing panties. Her slit was dripping wet.

I went to work. My mouth engulfed and entertained her left boob, my left hand played with her right boob and my right hand found her clit's g-spot. I worked those areas over to the best of my ability.

Within a minute Amy began humming the Happy Birthday song.

I lowered the gag.

"I can't wait anymore. Fuck me or I'll die. Oops, pardon the language. Kiss me first."

We engaged in a firm lip lock for several seconds.

Amy broke off the kiss. "The bondage please."

With that I retrieved the medical scissors from my bag. Starting at the bottom of the bed leg I snipped the zip ties.

She shuffled a foot from the bed post.

I proceeded to untie her starting with the tie above her ankles. Working my way up her body Amy said, "Did I mention I want to make passionate love, in crude terms?"

"As a matter of fact you did."

"Hurry please. I'm about to explode."

The last tie was around her wrists. Once her wrists were free. She wrapped her arms around me in a bear hug, planted a kiss on my lips and fell onto the bed with me attached.

Amy crawled out from under me toward the middle of the bed on her knees.

"Get over here stud." She beckoned.

I slid under her body. Amy's right hand guided my throbbing cock into her slit.

She rode my rod up and down cowgirl style accompanied by loud moaning.

Amy came five times in no time. After her third cum I started to do the same. I came three times finishing just after her.

She rolled off to my left side.

"Oh how I needed that. Bondage, especially that Sweed Gwendoline play acting makes me super horny. Sweet Gwendoline is my new best friend. We are going to do that again in the future. Got any prosecco?"

"As a matter of fact there is enough for a glass for each of us." I replied.

"Great. I need something alcoholic."

I got up and poured the remaining prosecco in two glasses.

"You can't imagine how that last session got me fired up for mind-blowing sex. I'm your bondage slave! But let's stay with our bondage weekend plans. Who knows how the other sessions will go!"

Chugged the prosecco in one gulp, wrapped her arms around my left arm and signed with a smile of satisfaction on her face.

"I'm exhausted. But please put on the Weather Channel. I've got to know what's going on weatherwise before I collapse into slumber land." That's the rancher in her.

I got up and put the TV on the Weather Channel. Shortly after she saw the Northern Oklahoma weather segment Amy began snoring lightly.

We were done for the night. I gathered up the bondage gear, put it in our respective bags, turned off the TV and dosed off.

Like always we slept next together in the buff.

I woke up late the next morning. Amy was in bed topless with the sheets pulled up to her waist. She looked so sexy. I wanted to jump her bones, but that would wait for the evening.

"Morning". I said.

"Morning." Amy replied.

"Ever had an Irish breakfast?"

"No."

"Wanna try?"

"Sounds good. Don't forget we have our sessions tonight." Amy said with a devilish grin.

Shen enjoyed he breakfast. Most of it was new to her. We headed back to the room.

An hour later Amy was ready to leave for her lunch. She was wearing a white collared blouse with a light-yellow pullover sweater from REI, a cream knee length pleated skirt and brown flats. Amy was psyched. She was happy. She was ready to lunch with an old friend. She was looking forward to tonight too.

Amy gave me a quick kiss on the lips as she headed out the door.

Shortly thereafter I left the room and drove to a liquor store for our usual bottle of prosecco. At a grocery store I bought a can of Reddi-Wip.

While Amy spent the afternoon lunching and shopping with an old friend, I spent the afternoon watching college football.

Amy returned to the room at 6:00.

"How was your afternoon?"

"Wonderful. Wendy and I had a great time eating lunch and shopping. It's great to spend time with an old friend."

"Splendid. I have reservations at one of the top Italian restaurants in the country. Freshen up and we'll head out."

Amy headed to the bathroom to touch up her make up. Ten minutes later we headed out to dine.

We were seated at a booth for 2.

Amy's eyes lit up when she saw the menu.

"I've never seen such a large Italian menu!"

After scanning the menu for a few minutes she said, "There are so many things I want to order."

"No problem." I responded. "We'll share. Order whatever you want."

And order she did, Caesar salad, lobster bisque, lobster ravioli, veal piccata and Salmone Alexandra.

As dinner was ending the waiter wheeled out the dessert trolley. There were so many desserts to choose from Amy could not decide what to order. So, I ordered tiramisu. She had never had tiramisu. It was a big hit with Amy.

While eating dessert Amy began squeezing my left hand.

I wasted no time paying the bill.

Driving back to the hotel Amy said, "Can you drive faster? I'm horny and ready for our bondage sessions."

She began massaging my cock through my pants.

After parking the car Amy practically dragged me to our hotel room.

Once in the room she pulled her sweater over her head.

"Let's get started!", Amy squealed.

She plopped herself in the room's desk chair. Amy didn't even wait for play acting.

I grabbed an oversized white scarf, tied a knot in the middle and gagged Amy.

She ummmmed.

Next, I placed her hands around the back post and met them behind. After securing her hands with handcuffs, I connected the cuffs with a 10' piece of rope to the back stretched. She a had few inches to move her cuffed hands.

I placed her legs in front of the chairs front legs. Grabbing 4 10' pieces of rope I tied her ankles and shins to the front legs.

For good measure, I took a 25' piece of rope and wrapped it around her waist and the back post.

She was totally secure.

I moved towards her and began unbuttoning her blouse one button at a time, top to bottom.

Pulling back her blouse revealed a skimpy, lacy white bra.

Amy looked ravishing and helpless.

Per her instructions, I pulled the cups under her boobs.

Her pushed up hogans looked like they were D cups.

She looked down at her boobs and smiled through her gag.

"Want me to take pictures?"

Amy scowled at me thorough her gag and shook her head no.

So, I caressed her boobs with my fingertips.

She ummmed.

Amy started humming the "Happy Birthday" song.

I pulled down her gag.

"Kiss me. Kiss me hard."

I did so.

"Untie me so we can move on to the next scenario."

I did so, starting with her tied ankles and moving up.

Once untied Amy stood up and stretched. She covered her boobs with her bra and buttoned her blouse. I offered a glass of prosecco. She downed hers in seconds.

"That was great. I can get used to seeing my boobs that big. And I like being tied like Diana Prince. I've dreamed about that for years."

She paused to catch her breath.

"Let's change the scenario order. I want to be tied with my arms extended like in the Sweet Gwendoline book first and save the naked hogtie for last. My instincts tell me after the naked hogtie scene I will be super charged for sex.

I'll keep my same outfit on."

"Put on your cowboy boots to give the scenario a western flair."

"Ok. I don't know what you're up to but let's try it." Amy had a grin of anticipation on her face.

I pull out my snub nosed revolver.

"Reach for the sky!"

"Don't hurt me mister. What did I do?"

"No questions and nobody gets hurt."