Chapter 2: The Rope
This is the second story in a series. While I still do not know how many I will write, all of the stories are true. They will all chronicle my yearlong relationship with a lady who was my sexual soul mate. I have changed only the names and a minor detail or two that I cannot remember as I put them down on paper. I hope you enjoy them as much as I did, both in reality and in telling them.
After the Sunday evening that we had enjoyed such incredible sex, I wanted to see Ingie again as soon as I could although I was very glad that I had several days to rest up. Because she worked and lived on the west side of town and I lived on the east side, it was about an hour drive for her to come to my place. In addition, she was extremely busy at work so she would not be able to leave till 6 or 7 PM. So while we talked every day on the phone, I knew that I would not see her until Friday evening. I wanted to make our next get together very special but it took me several days to come up with a good idea.
I already knew that Ingie liked her sex a little rough and wanted to try a little B&D. So the plan I came up with was to find a nice soft rope and some good blindfold material. Then when Ingie arrived at my house on Friday evening, I would meet her at the door and immediately blindfold her. Then I planned to take her back to the bedroom where I would have setup the video camera in advance, slowly undress her, use the rope to tie her arms to her thighs, and have my way with her.
Finding the rope was hard enough but I finally settled on some ½" cotton piping material that I found at a Mill End store. I had a lot of fun with the sales clerk (who was a middle aged frumpy lady) because she kept insisting that she could help me better if she knew what I needed the rope for. So I told her that my girlfriend likes to be tied up when we are having sex and she laughed and led me right to the piping. It made me wonder if she had used it herself. As for the blindfold, she found some great black stretch material that was perfect.
When Friday rolled around I was ready by 5 PM. The video camera was setup and qued, the lighting just perfect, and a big overstuffed leather recliner in the bedroom was positioned right in front of the camera. My 8" cock was rock hard and dripping lots of pre-cum by the time I got everything setup from thinking about what was going to happen. I briefly considered jacking myself off to relieve the ache but knew I wanted to save my entire load for the facial I had planned.
Ingie arrived at about 7:30 PM and I met her at the side door. As she entered, I gave her just enough time to allow her to put her briefcase down before I tied the blindfold around her head. I then started to tease her by kissing her and sliding my tongue deep into her mouth while grinding my hard cock into her pussy. It was very clear that she was not wearing any panties because I could feel her very warm skin through the thin cotton robe I had on. I continued to tease her for another ten minutes or so by kissing and nibbling on her face, neck, and ears while one hand was busy pinching her rapidly growing nipples through her thin blouse and the other was stroking her very wet and hot cunt. When her knees started to tremble and her moans became almost continuous, I knew it was time to move to the bedroom.
As I slowly guided her down the hallway, I stayed behind her and from the back, continued to stroke her incredible nipples. They had grown to about ¾ of an inch in length. As we got to the bedroom, I carefully helped her to sit down and quickly helped her take her skirt and blouse off. As I caressed her big firm 36C tits with one hand, I carefully picked up the pair of nipple clamps that I had set on the end of the bed. I then backed off from her and paused for a minute before quickly putting both nipple clamps on simultaneously. This caused Ingie to throw her head back and moan very loudly. I pushed her slowly back into the recliner causing her legs to come up off of the floor and exposing her gorgeous shaved pussy. She was clearly on the verge of cumming. Her skin was flushed and there was already a small puddle of her pussy juice on the recliner.