Chapter 12
A Knotty Situation
When they were in the living room with the others, Iris whispered to Paul that she enjoyed BDSM play where she was the submissive. She asked if he was interested in helping her enjoy that part of her sex life. He had been involved in similar play before, but only as an observer, not an active participant. He considered her request while watching Nancy and Gary together on the love seat and decided to give it a try.
They quietly left and found an empty guest room to use for themselves, but before they resumed their play, Iris had him to wait a minute while she got her toys and props. When she returned, Iris was holding a large, soft-sided bag that looked like something she would take to the beach. However, she emptied the contents on the bed for Paul and explained what she liked and wanted him to do. He worked out some basic ground rules with her, including a safety phrase she could use if things got out of hand. She then suggested he begin with binding her breasts with the long length of rope from her bag.
Since Paul had no experience in that type of play, Iris gave him guidance and instruction on one method of binding a woman's breasts. She stood in the middle of the room holding her breasts up and described how to wrap the middle section of the rope around her body to provide two passes at the base of her breasts. Releasing her breasts and raising her arms up high, she then had him create two more passes of the rope above her breasts. She had him tie off the free ends of the rope with a square knot in the middle of her back, taking care to keep the rope snugly around her.
Iris asked him to get three of the short lengths of rope from her bag and had him cinch the upper and lower body wrappings together on the outside of her right breast, and a matching cinch tie on the outside of her left breast. Finally, she had him take the final short length and cinch the upper and lower wrappings in the middle between her breasts. When he finished, he saw that the three ties squeezed the top and bottom of her breasts tightly together and caused them to bulge slightly above the constricting sections of rope.
Next, Iris had him bring the free ends of the long rope over her shoulders, but crossing them on her back to form an 'X', He then crossed the ends in front of her with the ends passing between her breasts. The next part was more difficult, but she had him run the loose ends around both breasts two times, making a figure eight pattern where they crossed in the middle of her chest. She asked him to make the two wrappings snug, but not to try and make them tight, yet. Once that was done, she held one of the ends up and out of the way so that he could wrap the other one several times around her right breast. She told him to make those wrapping tight, but not so much that her breasts turned blue or purple. When he was done, they switched rope ends and he did the same thing to her left breast with the remaining free end. Paul was surprised at how little of the rope length was still left to use, but she told him to take the two ends over her shoulders and tie them to the two upper and lower wrappings around her back and cinch them together in the middle by tying the ends into another square knot.
Paul stood back to admire his first attempt at breast bondage. Her large breasts were a dull red color above the tight coils of rope and the exposed sections were much wider than the lower areas that were wrapped under coils of rope. He noticed that the bite marks around her large areolae from their earlier play were more prominent.
Iris smiled and complimented him on his work. "I think you can figure out the rest for yourself," she said with an anticipatory smile.
"I think so, too," he said.
Iris was still smiling expectantly as he walked to the bed to select his first implement. He began by picking up one of her padded handcuffs and used it to restrain her hands behind her back. Next, he picked up her flogger. It was made of supple leather with a braided handle holding over a dozen long, narrow strips. Paul examined it and then walked back in front of Iris.
"Spread your legs wide!" he directed. She quickly complies with her eyes firmly fixed on the flogger. Paul gave each of her breasts a very light lashing just to catch her attention but not cause any pain. While he did that, considered how he wanted to proceed. Iris giggled each time the leather strips fell across her swollen breasts and Paul could tell her excitement was building.
He moved around behind her to use used the flogger on the back of her legs and ass in a similar manner to lull her into a false expectation of his intentions. Without warning, he flicked the lash down hard across her right ass cheek, eliciting a small yelp of pain from her. He gave her another light brushing before quickly punishing her left cheek with another hard lashing. Once again Iris let out a small cry of pain, but she continued to smile. Paul continued to flog her ass hard until both cheeks were bright red all over and he could see tears in her eyes from the pain he was inflicting.
Her directions beforehand had been explicit and he knew to ignore her tears even though he wasn't entirely comfortable about it. He lowered his blows to flog the back of her legs, leaving them a bright shade of red from the back of her knees up to her quivering ass. When he gave her ass one last light swat, she jerked in response. He reversed the flogger in his and inserted the handle between her thighs to rub up against her pussy.
He moved it slowly and carefully so that he wouldn't injure her, and could feel her pressing herself down on it to increase the contact of the braided surface against the soft pink flesh between her labia. Paul removed the handle and walked slowly in front of Iris. Her eyes were wide and excited, despite the wet tracks down her face from her previous tears. Paul considered her for a moment and went back to the bed. He returned with a ball gag which he put firmly in place without any resistance. After making sure she could still breathe he took a step back.
He moved behind her again, freed her wrists from their bindings, and returned to stand before her.
"Put your hands together over your head," he ordered. "Do not separate them or take them off of your head. Do you understand?"
Iris nodded and held her hands as he directed.
