"Chuck, I wouldn't have called you if I thought you were going to take advantage of me, while I'm tied up."
"Who else were you going to call?"
"OK, I get your point, but please don't share those pictures with anyone. No one is going to understand." I reassured her that I would keep them private, which calmed her. Her husband probably would not take it well if he saw her tied and topless.
"You do this often Sher?" trying to figure out the story behind her situation.
"Just untie me; please... my nipples have already went numb."
Her discolored nipples had stretched out several inches by the weights attached to the twine. Starting with her nipples, I slowly untied them and released the weights.
Howling in pain, "Dam that hurts," as the rush of blood returned the pink color along with a burning pain. Struggling to get free, the ropes dug into in her wrists; leaving her skin red and almost raw.
She told me that she liked self-bondage, but she could not reach the first slipknot to undo the binding. Normally she was able to reach the end of the rope, pull and the knot would come undone so she could get free. This was the first time she added the nipple pull, because it felt good, or at least for a short while.
"Sher, you need to have a safety person. How long would you sat bound up if I hadn't come?"
"I was hoping for the mailman to find me, but he didn't even look inside." She went on to describe her fantasy of having the young, well-built mail carrier finding her bound, and fondling her breasts as his reward when he comes in to release her.
"I watched him for days before I started leaving the door open and unlocked. That is why I thought he would see me through the glass storm door; but he never looked. So today, I tried a bondage routine that had me topless with my nipples pulled by weights. I thought for sure he would be interested, come in, and "rescue" me. I wanted him to play with my tits and force me to suck his cock, maybe even punish me for being bad. "
"I think you need to do something different or at least pick a different place. What if your neighbor saw you like this, they probably would have called the police. Then you would have some explaining to do, for sure."
"I never thought about that, I just got swept up in the excitement of being bound topless and helpless."
Against my better judgement, I offered to be her safety person, so if anything went wrong I could help. I had some ideas where she could do this safely and still get her thrills. I would let her self-bind herself and only intercede if she needed help.
"Chuck, would you really do this for me?"
"Yes, but you have to promise not to go at it alone again, no matter what."
Chapter 2
Our first joint venture was a close by location that should give her the viewers she wanted while remaining somewhat anonymous. I told her we needed some supplies that she did not have, like butterfly nipple clamps with chain and handcuffs.
We went to a local adult shop and got them and she picked an Open Teddy Body Harness, which was nothing more than some stretchy elastic straps covered with rhinestone studs bling.
Our plan was to have her park in the mall-parking garage across town wearing her harness and have her nipples clamped and wrists handcuffed to the steering wheel. Anyone coming close to the car would be able to see her on display, and she would get her exhibitionist thrill.
She parked, removed her shirt to reveal her helpless topless body to any passersby. I was nearby keeping an eye out for trouble and if needed un-cuff her quickly. She remained that way for about fifteen minutes before anyone came close, a pickup truck parked next to her; the driver exited and walked past her without even looking at her. Maybe five minutes later and the driver returned, this time he noticed her. He asked if she needed help, she responded that she was OK. The driver took out his cell phone and videoed her, then left.
Sher noticed the truck driver videoing her and protested, but he did not hear or care. She was wondering what he may do with the video; she fantasized that he may go home and jack off watching it. Her pussy was getting wet thinking about someone jacking off to her picture. Next, a sports car parked next to her and two young lads got out and spotted her right away, they had a good time looking at her and they took more pictures.
They did not bother to ask if she was ok, they just took advantage of her circumstances and enjoyed the view. They snickered and chuckled amongst themselves occasionally commenting to Sher about her wanting her tits played with or would she like to suck their cocks.
Sher started to panic; the reality of what was happening hit her, the prospect of a couple of young lads molesting her in the mall-parking garage. They apparently noticed me setting a few cars away and decided to leave; maybe they thought it was a setup.
Sher called me and said she wanted to quit for now, it was too much for her. I agreed and came over to her car to make sure she was unlocked and OK.
"Chuck, I panicked, those two guys scared me."
"That's why I'm here to be your safety net."
"I don't want to do it like this again or at least for now. I miss the ropes; I like the feel of the ropes on my skin."
"Ok, we'll try your ropes in a different location."
I thought about a location, an obscure wooded park on the far side of town. Not many people use this park, maybe because it does not have any playground stuff for kids. Mostly joggers and bird watchers use the park today.
We waited until there was a good weather day, no rain and mostly sunny. Sher liked the park; she had the possibility of discovery while partially hidden from a view from the main jogging trail.
A park bench on a small trail looked promising, surrounded by trees and foliage; it is not visible until you are almost on top of it. Sher put in a red ball gag, removed her top and went about binding herself with a rope. First, creating a rope bra that flattened and pushed her breasts forward as though on a shelf. She clamped her nipples with a chain connected butterfly clamp. Finally tying her wrists to the bench sides. She planned the last rope loop to close on her wrist with just the tail dangling so she could release when she was done.
Left on the park bench wearing only shorts and shoes, her breasts fully on display with nipples clamped and chained.
This looked more uncomfortable than sitting her car, exposed in nature bound with ropes was her fantasy. I stayed out of sight; my "job" was safety, if things went wrong I could help her. She sat that way waiting for that thrill of being "caught", every time someone came down the main trail I could see her head turn in anticipation. Every movement caused a sharp pain when her nipple clamp chain swung, No one spotted her as they went down the trail, I am sure she was feeling disappointed; perhaps we picked the wrong spot.
Voices, I could hear voices, it sounded like a man and woman as they approached.
"Damn, Flo, would you look at that." As a middle-aged couple came into view.
The couple looked at Sher at first they looked like they were going to help her, but they seized the opportunity to play with Sher. They made no attempts to free Sher or to remove her gag, they were only feeling her tits. Flo picked up the nipple chain and let it drop, causing Sher to wince in pain. "Ernie," check this out as she picked up the chain and dropped it again, eliciting painful moans from Sher.
Clearly, this was not what Sher wanted to happen. She had a more romantic yearning; However, Flo seemed to take great joy in inflicting nipple pain.
"Is this what you want, dearie? "As she pulled the chain again.
Ernie, whispered something to Flo, she nodded. He then pulled out his hardening cock and rubbed it on Sher's face, then moved down to her tits. Sher struggled, but all it accomplished was to cause more nipple pain. Tears started streaming down Sher's face, creating black mascara trails; her muffled screams only produced drool that dripped down to her tits. Ernie continued rubbing his cock over her; until Flo egged him on to shoot his load on her chest.
Flo grabbed a gob of cum and rubbed it on Sher's lips. "You want this? He can give you more, dearie."
She wiped off the excess on her hand using Sher's hair leaving a matted mess. Ernie continued to rub his cock on Sher until it went flaccid. The sound of breaking twigs and leaves alerted them to someone coming. Ernie put his cock away and left with Flo. The two of them whispering and chuckling as they walked off down the trail.
