My Greatest Fantasy

Author: MRRAZZY2003
Title: My Greatest Fantasy
Date: 20 March 2010

His instructions were implicit. Be on time and be prepared for total submission. The reward will be evident.

As I arrived , I entered his domain. Per instructions, off with my clothes. All of them. What remains are 5 rings of hell, properly sized for me. No permanent damage, however clearly there will be no release of any kind while in place. A rubber sheath will control any slippage and potential release should I even think about being that lucky. I go to his room. Nothing unusual, however I've seen his closet. On a nearby table lay a blindfold and a single pair of handcuffs - a single wooden stool is nearby. Per his command, I apply the blindfold and handcuffs behind my back - properly of course - palms out - keyhole up. They are hinged so any key will do me no good this time. I'm already at his mercy. I sit and wait.

The wait is not long. He is silent but firm. I get a few rubs and pinches and he begins his task. So I cannot complain, a ball gag is inserted. He forces me to look down as the strap is tightened. Looking up only drives it deeper. I feel rope being appled. Loads of it. First my ankles. Then below and above the knees. He is working his way to total immobilization. When we get to my plumbing he seems to pass right by. He's knows I'm cooperative and he releases my handcuffs and begins the binding of my arms. I'm not too flexible behind the back - he knows this - so he goes with a wrist to wrist tie pulled up into my middle back. I don't know how many turns of rope he put on me but it's effective! Strategically placed ropes over and around my shoulders will keep my hands in place. The pressure of the bindings is relentless and comfortably uncomfortable. I'm not going anywhere - not that I would want to! Continuing, he applies a posture collar - only slight movement to the side however nothing up or down. That ball I spoke to earlier is serving it's purpose well. I think he's done however all of a sudden I feel his hands garbbing for my torso. I'm moved to the bed and positioned on my stomach. A pillow or cushion raise my midsection for the next submission. I feel something warm and wet around my rear. Soon the pressure begins. It's not him, but an inflatable plug that will pave the way for him later. Fully inserted, I can feel the pressure of inflation. This is not coming out. I don't want it too of course, but no possibility - no additional binding is necessary. He rolls me off the cushion and onto my back. The binding of my hangers takes seconds. Several turns of rope provides ample separation from the base of the penis. I'm figuring to be left like this for some time and slightly uncomfortable as the pressure on my plumbing up front is a little painful.

Again I feel his hands. I am shifted off the bed to the floor. I'm on my knees - totally at his mercy. Because the chest binding is tight, my nipples protrude and invite pressure. I love nipple play and he knows it. I like electrical clamps with teeth. He applies a set - the initial sting causes me to wince, however I feel right at home in no time. My bondage is complete.

It's quiet - he speaks little. I feel his hands on every inch of my body. Big grabs at my balls and yes, I have an erection. Tugs, some a little vicious, on my nipples. Constant rubbing of the ball in my mouth. Then I feel his hands caround the back of my neck releasing the ball. It comes out - am I glad to not. I am as he inserts himself. Over and over again. He's slightly above average and it's a mouthful. I service him believing he'll release any moment. Strangely, he pulls away for a moment and I'm left wanting - maybe more than him. A half minute later he's back. I start again, lubing him as much as I possibly can. The time has come. He explodes with a burst of hot sex that makes me beg for more. I cannot see but he is directing the action anyway. I know I am cleaning him up and quickly the ball gag is reinserted. I'm ready to explode myself however no release for me. I figure to be left for some time now as he reloads, yet all of a sudden I feel myself being manhandled. 2 sets of hands are lifting me back to the bed. Who is this I wonder? A friend of his or mine? I trust him and within seconds I feel the pressure in my ass subside. The plug is removed.

Someone is coming home to me. A new pressure begins. Slightly uncomfortable to begin but as I relax, the pain goes away. But wait. The ball is coming out as well. Could it be? Two at once? YES! The thrusting is relentless. I cannot move - resistance is futile. I feel a hot release out back and at near the same time, another up top. The taste is sweet and rewarding. As quickly as he removes himself from my rear, the plug goes back in. Much easier however he pumps it up just a little bit larger this time. I'm OK with that. The ball gag is reinserted and I hear them leave the room. I'm left on the bed completely exhausted. The bondage remains. My only question is how soon can we do this again. After all, I didn't eat anything today for a reason!