Archive-name: Bondage/sallysb.txt

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Archive-title: Sally - Self-bondage





This is a self-bondage fantasy and is my first attempt at writing any

type of fiction - let alone bondage fiction.  If anyone finds this

enjoyable to read, or has suggestions - particularly in the area of

self-bondage, please respond and let me know.  Helpful hints are always

appreciated.

Sorry, I am not into whippings, lashings, enemas, or any type of

severe S&M - my interests are only in the pleasure the bindee can get

from the art of good bondage.



For anyone who cares to pass along hints, both in the way of scenarios

and bondage tips - particularly self-bondage tips if you have any - just

download an ASCII text file to this BBS titled "BIND1.TXT" or something

similar - just start with BIND so I know I should look at it.



Enjoy!









"Mmmpppfff !" was the only sound Sally could make as she strained to 

move another few inches across the rug.  The way her mouth was gagged 

prevented her from saying anything other than some very muffled grunts.  

She was sweating quite a bit now - after all, she had been in this 

predicament for a little better than two hours now, and she still had a good 

way to go before she could reach the kitchen and her escape knife.  She 

stopped to give her aching muscles a rest and to give her raw feeling skin a 

respite from the carpet.



Sally had been eagerly anticipating this day for over a week.  She actually 

had a Saturday all to herself, and had laid careful plans to make good use of

it.  She had been "into" self-bondage for better a year now, but this was the

first time she had really put herself in a bondage that she felt it would be 

very difficult to get out of. Most of the time,she just simply tied her ankles

and knees with a couple of pieces of nylon rope, taped her mouth with some 

sticky duct tape, put a vibrator between her legs, then tied her hands behind

her back with some more of the nylon rope.  The vibrator would do it's thing,

and after about 15 minutes, she would undo the knots on her wrist ropes 

immediately after she had come.  She had gotten quite good at tying her 

hands rather tightly behind her, but the nylon rope didn't knot up too tightly

for her to undo it after a few minutes of picking at the knots.  She always 

kept a sharp steak knife handy - one with a serrated blade that would saw 

through rope easily - a few feet away from her on the bed.



Today, though, things were considerably different.  She had been in New 

York City last month on a business trip and had stopped in an "Adult" 

bookstore while seeing the sights in Times Square.  She had led a fairly 

sedate life in the small town she had her law practice in, considering her 

fantasies of being tied up, and occasionally tying herself, an "unusual" but 

really harmless vice she chose to indulge in.  Most men seemed to care little

for what she wanted out of sex - never actually satisfying the way her 

orgasms felt when she was tied.  So she dated occasionally, but depended 

on herself to satisfy her needs.  The bookstore she stopped in seemed to be 

dedicated almost totally to bondage.  She had never dreamed she would see 

so many magazines showing heavily bound women, and they actually had 

displays of gags, handcuffs, etc.  She almost bought one of the ball gags - it

looked really sexy to her - but the outrageous price stopped her.  She did 

pick up several of the magazines though, and had read them from cover to 

cover, imagining herself the woman in every picture.  She had determined 

that she would figure out a way that she could tie herself like the women she

saw in the pictures.  The magazines had several letters from readers in 

them, and several of them were from people, like her, that enjoyed tying 

themselves up.  She read the descriptions of what they had done with great 

interest, and make up her mind she would try to REALLY tie herself the next 

time she got a good chance.



She had woken up early this morning, excited at the prospect of being tied 

for a long time, in much stricter bondage than she had ever used before.  

She quickly made some coffee, and got out her box from the closet.  The 

box had her rope, tape, and vibrators in it.  She had added a few purchases 

this week though.  She already had a six-inch vibrating dildo that she had 

gotten a year ago - this was the one she had used on herself in the past.  It

had two new partners now.  One was a five-inch long, really smooth dildo, 

and the other was a quite thick, ten-inch long dildo.  She put new alkaline 

batteries in all the dildoes' battery packs, turning each one on to test it.

She took off her nightgown, smiling at what her staid law firm would think if

they saw her parading around her apartment in the nude.  She was actually 

a little surprised at herself -she was usually the type that would immediately

cover herself with a towel getting out of the shower even though she lived by

herself.  She got out her escape knife, and took it to the kitchen, passing 

through her dining room and living room to do so.  This way, her knife was 

three rooms away from her.



Returning to her bedroom, she put her box of ropes on the edge of the foot 

of the bed, and began taking out coils of rope.  She had quite bit more rope 

now - she had bought LOTS more of the nylon rope, and had bought several 

packages of cotton clothesline to add to that.  She had cut the rope up into 

varying lengths to use with the plan she had worked out for herself.  She had

never tied her breasts before, so she decided to start with that.  She passed

a length of the nylon rope around her and pulled it up over her breasts until

it was an inch above her tits. She then pulled it taut, wrapping the rest 

of the piece of rope around her until she had a band of rope snugly around 

her, filling in the area from the top of her breasts to the bottom of her 

armpits.  The band of rope felt good - it was hugging her nicely, and her 

breasts were pushed both up and out by the pressure of the ropes.  She put 

a similar band of rope around her from just below her breasts to about 

halfway down to her belly button.  She looked in the mirror, and smiled at the

sight of her two breasts sticking out from between the wide bands of white 

rope.  She got out two ten-foot long pieces of the cotton rope - the 

magazines said that it didn't slip as easily, and made tight knots - and then

put a cinch loop in of the free ends of both pieces of rope.  She put one of 

the cinch loops around the base of her left breast and pulled the loop tight 

until her breast bulged out like a balloon.  She then wrapped the rest of that

rope round and round the base of her breast, knotting it tight when she got to

the other end.  In another minute, her right breast was tied the same way.  

Although her breasts hurt some from the tight ropes, they looked fantastic in

the mirror - she now had a real set of what men would describe as "jugs".  

She had seen pictures of women tied like this in the magazines, and found 

that she now knew why - her nipples were jutting out like twin towers.  She 

had never seen, or felt, her nipples so aroused.  



She stood up and used a fairly long piece of rope to tie her waist snugly with

about ten loops of rope cinching in her waist.  She then tied one free end of

another ten-foot piece of cotton rope to the middle of the waist ropes behind

her.  She let it dangle down between her legs and got the new tube of KY-

Jelly out of the box.  She put a generous amount of it on her finger, and 

bending over, lubricated her asshole by sticking the finger all the way up in

it.  She repeated this three times until it felt like her ass was full 

off the stuff.  She put a thick coat of the jelly on the five-inch and six-

inch dildoes.  She took the five-inch dildo and slowly worked it into her ass.

It felt huge at first - she had never had anything up her ass before - but 

finally the whole length was in.  She could feel the head of it pressing up 

against the back of her vagina.  Holding it in her ass with her left hand, she

inserted the whole length of the six-inch dildo in her vagina.  Pressing them

both in with the fingers of one hand, she used the other hand to pull the rope

in between her legs, making sure it passed over the base of both of the 

dildoes, then poking it up and through the middle of her waist ropes in front.

She pulled it taut, then passed it in between her legs, cinching to the waist

ropes, ten times.  The dildoes were now TIED in her with enough tight rope 

so that there was no way they could work out of her filled vagina and 

penetrated ass.



She sat down on the edge of the bed and went to work on her legs next.  

She found it was harder to bend over to tie your ankles when both of your 

holes are full, but she got a good eight-inch band of rope tight around her 

ankles.  She used the last couple of feet of the rope to make cinch loops in 

between her ankles.  This made the ropes quite tight - she liked the feel of 

tightness.  Before she started to tie the rest of her legs, she tied a short 

piece of the cotton rope to the back of the cinch loops on her ankle ropes.  

She let the free end of this lay out to the side on the floor.  She then tied

wide bands of rope above and below her knees, pulling cinch loops through 

to tighten them like she done on her ankles.  She looped the free end of a 

real long piece of rope around her thighs, pulling tightly enough to sink the

rope in her thighs a little. Before she finished tying her thighs, she put the

big dildo in between her thighs, taking care that the head of the dildo was 

pushing into her clitoris.  Since the dildo was going to be tied there by her

thigh ropes, she made sure it would stay put.  The rest of the rope was then 

wrapped tightly around her thighs, locking the dildo into place.  Her legs had

never been so tightly tied before - she found she couldn't even wiggle them 

back and forth.  She almost came to the point of orgasm then - and she 

hadn't even turned on the vibrators in the dildoes yet!



Sally thought she had better take care of her gag next, since that couldn't be

done once she had tied her hands.  She folded up a washcloth so it made a 

wad about two inches thick and two inches wide.  This she then put in the 

middle of a scarf which was then folded over the wad several times to trap 

the wad in the middle of the scarf.  Sally knotted the scarf on both sides of

the wad so it would be impossible to move out of her mouth.  She opened 

her mouth wide and stuffed the wad all the way into her mouth.  It really 

packed her mouth completely so she had to shove it in hard to get the whole 

wad in.  Satisfied that her mouth was now quite thoroughly stuffed, she 

passed the free ends of the scarf around the back of her head, pulled them 

as tight as she could, and then knotted it with two really tight knots.  She 

decided to test her gag and yelled as loudly as she could, getting a 

thoroughly muffled "Mmmppfff" as the only sound that came out through her 

tightly packed mouth.  She loved the really helpless feeling that being well 

gagged gave her - she had always used tape before, but found that it was 

too easy to get off her mouth if she used her tongue to wet it.  And if she 

pulled the tape all the way round her head to prevent that, then she had to 

contend with the sticky mess getting it out of her hair.  This gag really 

gagged her and was quite impossible to get out without her hands free.  Her 

next move was to turn on the dildoes.  She turned on all three of them, 

putting them at medium speed, then shoved the battery packs underneath 

her thigh ropes so they would be totally out of reach.



Moving quickly now - the dildoes were almost putting her over the edge - she 

got out two last pieces of cotton rope, both about twelve feet long.  She tied

a slip loop in the free end of both pieces,making one of the loops larger than

the other.  She made sure she could reach both of the ropes from in back of 

her by putting one just in back of her left hip, with the other one in back of

the right hip.  She put her arms in back of her and slipped the large loop up

her arms until it was just above her elbows.  She then pulled the slack out of

the slip loop until her elbows were about three inches apart. She then 

wrapped most of the rest of the rope around her arms above her elbows until 

there was about three feet of the rope left.  She tossed the free end up and 

over her elbow loops, then repeated this twice more so that she now had 

three cinch loops over the elbow ropes.  She pulled the free end and yanked 

it several times until her elbows were now about an inch and a half apart 

behind her.  She tossed it over one more time, letting that loop hang loose 

enough that she was able to pass the free end through it.  This she then 

yanked tight.  The cotton rope took care of cinching that loop tight.  Sally 

then made two discoveries - the first was that her bound elbows made her 

breasts jut out even more, making her breast ropes quite a bit tighter.  Her 

second discovery was that there was no way she could reach the slip knot 

she had made - her elbows were now quite helplessly tied.  She knew that if 

she tied her wrists now, there would be no escape until she got to the kitchen

and the knife.



She had waited too long for this to stop now, so she pulled the slip loop from

the last piece of rope over her wrists, then pulled the slip loop tight.  She

quickly used her fingers to loop the rest of the rope around her wrists.  She

had found that if she made a loop over the top of one wrist, then under the 

other wrist - making kind of an "X" of ropes in between her wrists - that she

could tie her wrists together quite nicely.  Once she got to about two feet of

rope left, she passed the free end in between her wrists, then over the ropes.

She repeated this five times, pulling out all of the slack each time.  She 

made another loop over her wrist ropes, leaving slack so she could pull the 

free end through.  This was then yanked tight, locking the cotton rope into an

non-slipping cinch loop.  She repeated this twice more, knowing that her 

wrists were now tied, cinched, and quite impossible to get loose without a 

knife.  Sally knew that she was now quite thoroughly tied up, with no way out

other than cutting herself loose.  She hesitated a moment, then thought 

"What the hell - this is what I have been wanting and dreaming about - go 

ahead and finish it!"



She turned sideways on the edge of the bed and lowered herself carefully so 

that her legs were now bent beneath her.  She fumbled for the free end of 

the rope she had tied to her ankle ropes earlier.  She found it and passed it

over her wrist ropes then back down to her ankles.  She passed it 

underneath the ankle cinch loops then knotted it tight at her ankles.  She let

herself lean against the end of bed and slowly slid down the rest of the way 

to the floor.  She laid there on her side for a moment, feeling the beginnings

of a truly awesome orgasm shoot through her.  She had the wild impulse to 

roll over so her now throbbing tits would be mashed into the rug.  With great

effort she did so, feeling the rough carpet bite into her bound breasts.  She

spasmed, screaming into her gag as two back to back, earth shattering 

orgasms swept through her body.  She was panting and sweating now, but 

was glad to be gagged as she was sure her screams of pure pleasure would 

have roused the whole apartment building!



She squirmed against her ropes, finding that she had done a really masterful 

job on herself.  She could not get any slack in her arms at all, thanks to the

tight hog tie she had put herself in.  She also found that she could not reach

the knot at her ankles to undo her hog tie.  She tried moving her body across

the carpet and found that with great effort, she could move about two inches 

at a time - she also felt her breasts being rubbed by the rough carpet.  After

ten minutes, she was really sweating, but had almost made it to the bedroom 

door.  She decided to rest her aching body, and since the vibrators were still

buzzing merrily away, had yet another mind-bending orgasm.  She considered

her predicament - she was still two whole rooms away from her knife,

she was quite helplessly bound, gagged, and hog-tied, and every time she 

moved she just simply excited her body more as her naked nipples ground 

against the carpet - every time she rested, the vibrators took over and 

BOOM! off she went again.



"I have been at this for two hours now" though Sally as her thoughts came 

back to the present, " and my body aches like crazy, my breasts feel like raw

meat, I have had nine orgasms, and I still have to get through the living 

room."  She kept working at it, and a half hour, and two more orgasms later, 

finally made it to the kitchen.  She cut her hog tie rope and had to rest for

five minutes before she had worked up the strength to cut her wrist ropes.  

She really had to work to cut the elbow ropes, but finally set herself 

free. She turned off the vibrators, and untied the rest of her ropes,leaving a

huge pile of rope in the middle of the kitchen.



Ten minutes later, Sally was sitting in a hot bath, feeling completely wiped 

out as the hot water soothed her aching muscles.  Sally thought about the 

experience she had put herself through and said "Well, it'll be a while before

I do THAT to myself again - I may even wait until  tomorrow!!!!"



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