Bondage Sex Fantasy – From Friends To Lovers

When I first met Paul he was just a friend

 

He was ethically non monogamous and we had matched on Tinder. I wasn’t into dating someone who was married, but I was into talking to someone who showered me with compliments. He loved my entire body, but he was entirely obsessed with my legs and feet. I had never had someone take an interest in me like this, so I began to think about how I could please him. Turns out, the sexier you make me feel, the more I want to fulfull your bondage sex fantasy.

I started by taking pictures of my feet and sending them to him in the mornings. He would reply back with a compliment, and because I lived in Florida, I always had sandals on. We developed a friendship and it sat like that for a while. He lived in Connecticut. We matched when he was down on vacation. I got COVID and we never got to meet up. I continued to curate a collection of feet and leg photos for him.

Last year I decided to move back to Connecticut, where my family was. This meant that I would be within a reasonable distance to Paul. Suddenly his interest in me became more interesting to me. He had shared pictures of women he had tied up. I wanted that to be me. I texted him to tell him that I was interested in pursuing something sexual with him. We made plans to meet at a hotel.

When I Arrived He Greeted Me Like A Gentleman

Then he showed me that he is NOT a gentleman. He had a huge collection of whips, crops, restraints, and handcuffs. I knew that I was in for a good time. He stripped me of my clothes immediately. Then he stood back to take all of me in and smiled in pleasure. I could see in his eyes that he was going to be a deviant. He ordered me to the bed. He had already set up restraints and had me lay in the middle. Then he slowly and silently strapped my hands to a bar. I could slide them left and right a bit, but not much.

He took each of my legs and bent them out so I was spread out with “butterfly” legs, the bottoms of my feet touching. He took a slender black rope and bound them together. I could not move them. I could not move at all. It was exactly what he wanted.

He stood over me and produced an enormous cock. My eyes grew wide. He stroked himself and got mostly hard. He pulled out a crop and ran it lightly up and down the inside of my thighs. I shuddered with pleasure. He took the crop and ran it around my breasts, down my stomach, and stopped at my pussy. He tapped it and I jumped. I writhed and squealed. It gave him such pleasure. But he did not want to hear me. He put a gag in my mouth and continued. Never before had touch been so intense. I wanted him to bury his cock in me, but he wasn’t done torturing me yet.

His Bondage Sex Fantasy Was All I Could Think Of

He started by adding more rope to my legs. He wanted to make sure I was good and tied up. Next thing I knew he was wrapping it around my torso , arms, and waist. I had no idea what I had been in store for. I tested his rope work. It was solid. I couldn’t move or wriggle. He put a ball cock in my mouth and then produced a crop. He walked up and down the length of the bed tapping me with it with more intensity as he neared my pussy and breasts.

I was squealing behind the ball gag. He took his massive dick and moved towards the bed. I couldn’t see his face, but I could feel him fucking me. It was intense at first and then I learned to enjoy….to succumb to the pleasure that is my bondage to this man. He whipped my breasts as he shoved his massive cock into my awaiting and soaked pussy. I screamed out and he leaned forward and pulled my hair.

That did it. I finally felt the tinglings of an orgasm coming from the whip in my pussy. He was using the whip to stimulate my clit while he just sat back and fucked every other part of me. It was intense and I knew he loved how tight and wet I was because it did not take long for me to get him to cum. He came so hard that he had to pull out and spray it all over me. It was the prize at the end of his bondage sex fantasy game.

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