All characters are over 21 years of age.
At age 22 Marie's past could be summarized by one word, "breasts".
She had developed early and was soon the envy of every girl in her class.
It didn't take Marie long to recognize that she commanded the boys' attention and why. Although at first sexually naΓ―ve she knew enough to use her physical attributes to gain popularity and knew that she could date the most popular boys whenever she was ready.
She didn't date until she was 18. She was wise enough to know that boys would try to take advantage of her so she simply refused to date. At about the time of her 18th birthday,she decided it was time to learn about sex. She read books and watched videos. She talked to her girlfriends and only believed about half of what they said.
Marie also started exploring her body's reactions to her own touch. Knowing that her chest was everyone's focus prompted her to admire her breasts in the mirror which in turn evolved into touching her breasts and nipples- first in appreciation for their size and shape and later because it felt so good. When she was a senior in high school she compared herself to pictures in Playboy and Penthouse. While her face may not have been as pretty, her 5' 9", long legged body was of true centerfold quality. Her DD breasts were not just large; they were perfectly shaped and placed high on her chest. She'd strike poses before her mirror imagining her tits displayed in a men's magazine or her body writhing in a porn movie. These private moments frequently morphed into self pleasuring with her breasts being grabbed in every way imaginable.
After high school she easily found work at a bar known for its well endowed waitresses. Her tips were three times what her friends earned at the local restaurant. Wearing tight tops and flirting with the customers for better tips only added to Marie's self interest in her body.
Even at the young age of 19, she recognised her body was her meal ticket and the best tool she had to assure a comfortable future. She kept in shape and made sure her hair and make-up added to her appeal. She was 20 before she engaged in any heavy petting but soon realized that she enjoyed being sexuially aroused by a man. When she finally decided to give up her virginity she was careful about STDs and pregnancy and sought to receive as much pleasure as she gave.
One night at the bar Marie encountered a suave man by the name of Raul who caught her attention and charmed her into a corner. After a few minutes of small talk Raul exclaimed, "I have to tell you that I've watched you at work for several nights. I'm in love with your breasts. I'd like to bind them tightly with silken rope as the Japanese have done for centuries. They'll swell and become incredibly sensitive. You'll want to tear them off but, of course, your hands will be tied and you'll be quite helpless. I'll tease your nipples until you're going crazy with frustration. Your breasts will ache. Finally, I'll bring you off; you'll have an orgasm better than any you've ever had."
Marie listened to this stranger's words. She was shocked but her thighs tensed. She knew her nipples were like rocks and her crotch was wet. She was speechless but incredibly aroused.
Without waiting for her to react, Raul said, "Come along to my house; you won't regret it nor ever forget the experience." Against her usually prudent judgment, Marie got into the stranger's car and sat nervously for what was only a two or three minute drive to Raul's home.
Once in Raul's living room Raul started to unbutton Marie's blouse. She was frozen and simply let herself be stripped. When she was topless Raul examined Marie's breasts closely and caressed them, saying, "Exquisite- just as I envisioned them. They cry out for both abuse and worship which I will provide" Marie's shorts and panties were quickly disposed of leaving her standing in just her heels.
Marie shivered with excitement as she felt Raul encircle her upper body just below her breasts with a soft black rope. He moved around her and ran the rope above her breasts and then over her shoulders and between her breasts with practiced ease. She could tell there was a definite pattern to the runs of rope but had no need to know what was next. She could feel him wrapping the rope around the base of each of her breasts. She felt him adjusting the rope in several places making it uniformly tight. Looking down she saw that rope now snugly encased the base of each of her breasts and that they were sticking out unnaturally. Marie felt her hands being drawn back and her wrists being tied together- pushing her breasts out even more obscenely.