She loved the feel of her leather Basque on her body, thrusting her breasts forward, pulling in her waist, giving her a shape which made her feel sexy, strong, in control. Her leather-gloved hand slid down his back, finally resting on the plastic anal plug sticking out from between his cheeks. The lead to the electric stimulation box was slid into the small hole on the back of the anal plug and some duck tape secured the lead to his leg. His arms were held vertically tight against his head, with the wrist cuffs attached by a chain to a rope and pulley pulling him on tiptoes towards the ceiling. His body was stretched, but not uncomfortable, but he already felt the stiffness of being in one place for some time. 

Reaching for the crocodile clips, she gentle pulled and tugged his nipples until they grew erect, then gently released them over each nipple. He squirmed, but little sound came out of his securely filled mouth, hidden under the tightly laced leather hood. Tracing a line down his breastbone over his stomach, her finger felt like electricity, and he withdrew from the light touch as if it was 1000 volts. Reaching his penis, the erect member, already dripping with fluid from the tip and so sensitive he strained to reach orgasm just from the gentle touch. She saw the movement and smiled to herself and thought no, that is a long way off.

The milking machine she had acquired was the latest type, able to inflict severe pulling on the foreskin, and when linked to the timer could induce pain and pleasure in equal measures. She slid the open end of the cylinder over his penis making sure the rubber seal was tight round the base of his shaft. Taping his erect penis to his stomach and then the leads to his leg she stood back to savour the next part of his wish - to be mummified. 

It was funny the way they got to know each other. Not an uncommon thing now, more a facet of the modern world we cannot do with out, the Internet. In a chat room on bondage, they had struck up a conversation by their mutual interest in restraint. They were both into bondage and mild torture, she said she liked to administer it, he explained as a sub he liked to be the recipient of it. Three or four nights on the chat line and they discovered they did not live far apart. She felt relaxed that he was a genuine novice, he liked the idea of bondage, was excited sexually by the thought of being bound, not sure if he preferred rope, or plastic, but he thought he wanted it to be strong inescapable bondage. He asked if when she had finished he could bring himself off - she had to stop herself from laughing when he said it, as she had something else he might or might not enjoy, in mind. He was someone who she could play with, tease, and then if he was suitable, help her with her desires.

Her ground floor apartment was in an old building, and not unusually had a cellar accessed from her side of the house. Her gradual purchase of bondage tools to help her with her own interest in a self bondage fetish, had grown to where she could spend a lot of time in the basement tying up and enjoying herself. Her real wish was to have someone in the future who would understand her own bondage fetish, but also would like to be the recipient of her bondage skills.

She returned to him.

Lifting a large roll of pallet wrap, she began wrapping, firstly his feet, so that the toes pointed down to the floor. Round and round the layers went, until, even if he got free he would not be able to stand up. She continued over his calf wrapping, pulling the pallet wrap tightly, ending up with fifteen layers so he was a smooth shape beneath the wrap. He could not bend his legs even if he wanted too, let alone think of escape.

Continuing up his body she wrapped the penis tube tightly to his stomach, over his chest and up to his shoulders. She cut the end of the wrap, having used a full roll on him so far. Running her hand over him to smooth out the wrap, she felt him try his bonds but knew he was in her power. Tapping on the nipple clamps below the surface of the wrap got a reaction from him, the crocodile clips were biting into the nipples with any movement he made, in turn making his swollen penis even harder, she was enjoying this moment of control over someone she barely knew - it was great.

Untying the rope from the wall she lowered him down a foot or so, so she could finish off her wrapping. Taking up the new roll of pallet wrap, she started wrapping his forearms from the wrist downwards pulling tighter and tighter until the arms could not move. They could not meet inside because they were up each side of his ears, but she thought the effect of a pointed plastic mound was really neat. When she got to the head she placed a 3" wide plastic tube over his mouth and continued to wrap his head. She stopped, asked him if he was able to breathe before continuing round and round with the wrap. 

Finally she lowered him to the floor, undid the rope and wrapped both of his hands tightly into fists then together, inescapably.

Standing back to admire her handwork, she thought it would be good to go and get a drink now that her work was done. Just before she went upstairs she decided to give him a few minutes of heavyish milking before I come back downstairs. She plugged in the milking machine, disconnected the timer and turned up the volume.
Reaching over she turned on the anal plug and watched the light flicker, showing it was moving in his body. His body rocked on the floor, this was about the only movement he could make. The sensation of masturbation took him over coupled with the butt plug he was brought close to orgasm almost straight away.

As she walked into the kitchen an arm reached round her face and a sickly sweet smell filled her nostrils, she struggled against it but she fell into unconsciousness.

When she woke it was in the dungeon, one of her ball gags in her mouth, suspended from the roof by the same pulley she had used a few minutes ago.
The voice behind her was not recognisable when he spoke. He said, "Awake now are we? I am glad, I have watched you for months, enjoying yourself in your dungeon, then, today you bring him and do this to him!" pointing at the shape on the floor oblivious to everything but the pulling on his penis bringing him off again. 

"Well I think I want to do some things to you that will pay you back for all the pleasure you have had".

"Have you guessed where I am from?" 

"If you look over to the wall you will see a small hole, that is my micro camera from my cellar next door."

Picking up the spreader bar he walked towards her. "Now lets have some bondage fun with you"

To be continued.
 

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25.08.03