A long ride, in the car and out, leading to intense new experiences
I tell you this story as it happens, because any other way wouldn't be near believable! I took my week of vacation and this was the first day. Ginger was due home within the hour, and I had already planned out the evening. Once she entered the door, her clothes would come off and the ropes would go on. I didn't plan on wasting any time on the formalities.
I waited as she walked up the step and opened the door. I caught her off guard as she stood there shocked. She looked me up and down, trying to judge where the rest of the night would lead us. In my left hand I carried our toy bag, a black soft sided case like an old doctor's bag, full of toys, ropes and other accessories for the night's antics. In my right hand were more lengths of rope waiting for me to use on her.
"Hi honey, glad your home. Get naked. Now" She just looked at me for a split second, and then started to comply. I wasn't sure if it was due to my naturally charming personality, or the handle of the custom made 1" x 4" paddle sticking out of the black toy bag.
As she removed articles of clothing, I started to imagine all the things I wanted to do to her. Binding those beautiful full breasts; spanking her pale white ass; licking and sucking on every part of her naked body as I teased and tormented her.
She was a natural redhead, with emerald green eyes. Standing 5' 8", she looked me dead square in the eye when we were standing close together. Her breasts were her predominant feature, other than her eyes. They were the perfect shade of white, very full and very large. Her nipples were a pretty shade of pink, and stood out from her assorted sweaters and shirts like billboard on the highway asking to be looked at and considered for commercial use!
Once naked, I started to wrap a four strand section of rope around her chest just under her breasts. One I had gone around her torso I ran it in between her breasts and around either side of her neck looping through the back of the torso rope. I brought it back over her neck, and finished off the knot by tying it in a series on knots between her breasts. There was enough rope on either side to start binding her large tits, bringing them erect or making them as firm as green cantaloupes. They started to turn red as I tightened the rope. I could see on her face the pain was starting to set in.
"Does this hurt?" I asked.
"Uh huh, it's tight." She begged, wanting me to loosen the ropes a little.
"Good" I stated, "that's how I want them!" I pulled the ropes a little tighter. She knew right then the rest of the night wasn't going to be as pleasant as she had hoped.
Once I finished with her upper torso, I started on her legs. I took two pieces of rope, one for each leg, and started loop the rope just above her knee. I made it just tight enough where the rope wouldn't slip down past her knees, but loose enough not to restrict the blood flow. We wouldn't want her falling down on the job, with all that I had planned for her!
After securing the rope to each knee, I asked her to put on a sheer blouse she had, and a nice skirt that was slit nearly to the top of the waist line. She came back dressed, her nipples showing the fire I set when I bound her breasts too tightly. I started on the last rope I was going to use before we left the house. I attached the shorter piece I had saved to each knee, then wrapped the loose ends around themselves until it pull her two knees together. I could tell her balance was in question, but I let her know if she fell, it was up to her to get back up. I had enough to do already without carrying her weight around until she could learn to walk again!
With her breasts heaving, sweating, and screaming for release, and her legs tied together at the knee, we left the house. She walked the best she could to the van where I helped her get into the passenger seat.
"Now be a good girl and just sit there while I finish up a few things."
She looked at me nervously, and gave me that look that she understood.
"That reminds me, I need this right about now." I pulled out a set of leather blinders. I placed the blindfold over her eyes and made sure even the light of day wouldn't get through them.
"I don't want to get you too sidetracked by the sites of the road. I want you to just concentrate on the things your feeling, until we get to where we are going." She jumped a little when I said that. I just laughed, knowing she had no idea.
After the leather blind fold I started to tie her wrists to the lingering pieces of rope that I had placed at her knees. I tied each arm to her corresponding leg, so she looked like a school girl sitting in her seat with her arms along her legs. The benefit was that once I placed the seat belt across her chest and lap, she wouldn't be able to move. As an unintended consequence, the shoulder strap started rubbing her breasts just slightly enough to make her shiver. I laughed again, knowing this trip would leave her in no condition to do anything else for quite some time!
With her arms and legs bound, seat belt adjusted and skirt hiked just a bit above her knees I added the last two items before we could go. I pulled out a small vibrator out of the black bag, turned it on low and reached under her skirt to insert it into her pussy. I was worried she wouldn't be wet enough, but after reaching down I realized I had been completely wrong. It slipped in just fine and she immediately started to shift in her seat.
"Na uh uh, hold yourself still for a moment longer. Don't make me get the paddle out. Not quite yet anyway...." She gasped a little bit, and tried to hold herself steady. I pulled the last toy out of the bag, her all time favorite vibrating egg. I placed it on the seat between her lips where it could rub on her clitoris just enough to drive her crazy. I turned it on full blast, listening to it hum with the new batteries I had bought just for this event. She squealed again, but caught it in her throat when I reached over. She thought I was going to smack her, but instead I placed a light kiss on her left cheek.
"There is plenty of time for you to squeal and moan, honey. Feel free to cum at will; we have a long trip ahead of us!"
The second half of the plan was a 45 minute drive north to a lake house owned by a friend. Terry was disabled and found a lot of spare time to devise new ways of torturing his wife's tender parts. His latest invention was something he had seen online and decided to build for himself. It was a simple device consisting of an electric motor, a variable speed controller, and a 4 foot piece of dowel. On the end of the dowel was a soft rubber dildo he had attached. The other end of the dowel was screwed into the gears of the electric motor. The end result was a machine he could use to satisfy his wife's sexual needs. What he ended up with was a piece of art.
During our trip, where she remained blindfolded and bound the entire way, I listened to her moan and squeal as her body repeatedly forced orgasm after orgasm out of her. She had at times started breathing so hard that I worried she might hyperventilate; only to have another screaming orgasm that brought her back to earth for a few moments. It was hard to concentrate on the drive when every time I looked over I just wanted to stop the car and rip her out of the van just to bend her over and have my way with her. My cock was rock hard in my pants, feeling the same tortures she was feeling under her silken blouse.
When we arrived at the lake house, she had one final blast of an orgasm as we rode over the rough gravel roads. It was like her body knew it was going to get a break if it came just one more time. As soon as I placed the van in park, I turned off her vibrating egg, and removed the smaller vibrator from her vagina. Her breathing was hard; she was sweating along her brow and down her sides. She gasped for a minute and finally asked, "Are you done with me yet? Where have you taken us?"
"All in good time honey. Try to relax, have a drink of water." She instinctively reached for the bottle of water as I went to hand it to her, but the ropes kept her hands in place. Again, in my own evil way, I laughed and brought the water to her lips. "Drink your fill; we have only just started your adventure for the evening."
She groaned, and I knew if I hadn't put on that blindfold she would look at me with those deep green eyes, begging me to end her misery and just fuck her. She knew how to slow me down; getting me off would shorten the evening for her and give her the break her body was telling her she truly needed. I knew it too, that's why the last thing I was going to do was remove that blindfold or my pants.
