Learning the Ropes

My mistress and I are both new to this. I've been tying up and getting tied up for over a decade, but these are basic role playing activities as a precursor to sex. Those have been great of course! Addictive even. However, I have been hoping for something "more intense" for lack of a better term. To explain another way, I want both the bondage and the domination in the relationship and I want those to take a bigger chunk of our day to day lives. In short, I guess I'm an addicted bondage whore! ;-) But then again, who isn't?

Mistress Found

I'm glad to announce that I've found my mistress already. I've always been a switch since I first discovered the joy of bondage a little over a decade ago. However, as my experiences progressed, I came to the unavoidable conclusion that I'm more at home as a sub than as a dom. It's hard to measure the pleasure differences, but you've got to be honest with yourself. As much as I enjoy rigging, I find a lot more in being helpless.

And so I'm really thrilled to have my mistress now and I have all new stories to share soon. ;-)

The Handcuffs, the Thong and the Blowjob

Years ago, I didn't really know what a thong was. Can you believe that? So when my girlfriend then showed me her white thong, I was instantly aroused. I didn't even know what it was called, but I knew that I liked what I saw. She stayed overnight in my place because were were going out of town the following morning. But before she slept I asked that she leave her pants off so I can keep seeing her delicious ass. (I left the lights on).

I waited until she was genuinely asleep.

Then I got my trusty handcuffs, adjusted her so she lied face down and cuffed her hands behind her back. I grabbed her ass that was totally making me horny and slapped it a couple of times. Then I made her kneel while I stood on the bed and grabbed her by the hair. I took down my shorts and brief and roughly rammed my dick inside her mouth. She was clearly awake by this time and was cooperating (although she still seemed disoriented). In this instance, she wasn't giving me a blowjob. I was fucking her mouth. Although I generally favor, long, slow strokes, this time it was fast and furious.

Within a few short minutes, I came inside her mouth. Her thonged ass and the hours of waiting really put me on the edge. After cumming, I lost strength as usual and threw her down on the bed like a whore I was done with she couldn't even clean herself since she was still handcuffed behind her back.

I undid her cuffs after a few minutes and let her sleep again.

That was seriously one of the few times I came through oral stimulation. First times usually have that effect. Believe it or not, it still took a couple of years before I developed a thong fixation. Man, that was a good happy memory for me.

Officemates Looking for Shelter

I recall one time where my friend and I pretended to be officemates stuck with no where to go because it was raining so hard and we needed shelter. Let's call her Suzy. Suzy and I drove in to a motel in Pasig to sleep and get out of the rain. Naturally since it was a motel, there was only one bed. But since we were good friends too, it was ok with her.

A couple of minutes later, she was already sound asleep. That's when I got my "supplies" from the car. Nothing too fancy. Metal handcuffs, some rope and a scarf. First thing I did was to slowly take of her top and then her pants. That left her, surprise surprise, in a black bra and thong combination. What a sluttly officemate she's turning out to be!

Then I handcuffed her behind her back and tied her feet together. Of course I connected the two and made it a hogtie since that's what arouses me the most. Then I wrapped the scarf around her head a couple of times to muffle any screams in case she wakes up.

After admiring my handiwork and being amazed that she has remained asleep, I stripped down to my briefs as well (a thong actually). That's when the fun started. She was then on her side since she was hogtied, then I pulled her bra cups one at a time and started sucking on her breasts. That woke her up in a jiffy! She started struggling violently as she realized what I was doing. However, she was tied and gagged pretty effectively. All I could see was the shocked look in her eyes. That aroused me even more and I made my breast sucking more vigorous.

After I was done with her breasts, I undid the connecting tie between her legs and hands and pushed her down to her tummy. I slide aside the piece of string covering her ass and started fucking her from behind. By this time, she was really screaming through her gag, but it was a good gag so everything was muffled. But all the bucking and protesting just aroused the rapist in me even more. It was in the midst of all the attempted screams that I finally came and I did so all over her back.
Yummy! I love role plays!

Dominatrix Searching in Quezon City

In my last entry, I talked a little about fetish escalation; how it has become important to have costumes and garter belts. Now, let me walk you through my current escalation.

My partners generally slap me and spank me around, but still now I wonder about hiring a true dominatrix (Metro Manila only please). I think there are two things I look for in this relationship. One, I would like my mistress sophisticated enough to understand and execute intricate ropework of hogties and strappados and others and to know how (and like) to use all sorts of bondage toys like ballgags, spreader bars, collars and whips. Second, I think a third party dominatrix would be exciting simply because she's a third party. And the leather get-up...yummy. There really doesn't have to be sex, but that episode would be still oozing with sexuality. Oh a third reason. I read about tie-up sessions that last for days, which I've never done. To have that many varieties of getting tied and teased would be the extreme in excitement for me.

Well just so you know. I haven't found any. I'm still looking, but I seem to be looking in all the wrong places. So if you're a dominatrix in Metro Manila, please let me know. I find it impossible that I'm the only one with this desire in the area.

Caught by the police in bondage

Over a score of years ago, my girlfriend and I went to Antipolo. After dinner in probably Padi's Point, we went to the dark parking lot and started making out. It was really old fashioned then since we were playing in the back seat. After kissing and necking for a good number of minutes, the windows started fogging up. I was excited making out since my girlfriend was wearing a sexy black bra. After I removed her shirt, I got some rope I brought along and tied her hands in front. I was really excited and I started licking and sucking on her breasts.

To my surprise, someone knocked on the windows. I freed her as fast as I could and she got dressed. What happened after that wasn't really all that important, but it was a good defining moment for me.

To be caught in self bondage

One time, my girlfriend and I were out of town (outside Metro Manila) and were in a hotel room. Naturally, I wanted some tying up to happen. As I shared, more often than not, I end up doing the tying, which is great. After all, nothing arouses me more than a trussed up, helpless woman. However, I also adored getting tied up. So I figured, if I was to be on the bound end of this episode, I better throw hints. While my girlfriend was in the shower, I gathered my leather cuffs and my handcuffs (I can't remember if there was rope). I got a rubber ball (more like a stress ball), shoved it in my mouth, then tied a scarf around my head. So it was like a cleave-gag & ballgag combination. It was effective! Then I tied another scarf around my eyes to blindfold me. Then I strapped the leather cuffs on my ankles and crossed it with the handcuffs which I wore behind my back, effectively putting me in an inescapable hogtie. I mmmphed and struggled for a good number of minutes while hogtied before she went out and discovered me. To my dismay, she kissed me for a while and freed me. Ah yes, sometimes stronger hints are necessary.

Bound Girlfriend

Let me jump a couple of years ahead first. As circumstances would have it, my first girlfriend and I would sneak off to their Quezon City house when no one was around and we'd make out in her bed room. That worked out great since I didn't have any Victoria Court experience at the time. I always stripped her to her bra and panties since I found that extremely sexy (sexier than naked in my opinion). As the sessions progressed, I started holding down her arms and then I started grabbing scarves (or whatever they were) and tying her hands above her head. While tied up, I would continue fucking her and get really excited. Naturally I always withdrew before cumming . Anyway, While I found bondage amazing then (no matter how simple), my girlfriend wasn't really into it. She called me kinky I think and it wasn't a compliment then (these days I would love to hear it). At this point, was anyone else into bondage? I was. I really didn't know if anyone else was.

Chair Tied

One of the self-adventures I had as a pre-teen was tying myself on a chair. The chair was made of Narra I believe or some other really hard and heavy wood. The back rest looked like wooden bars. So I had basic rope (I think I graduated from straw ropes by this time) and first I did my feet to the chair legs. Then I think I tied myself to the chair and then my hands together behind my back. I became really adept at that and became progressively harder to free myself. It just so happen that was probably a Sunday morning or noon. People started knocking on my door. Well now, the panic took some of my escape skills away and I spent precious minutes trying to free myself. I wonder if the people got suspicious. Probably, but since my door was bolted no one could really just unlock the door and sneak up on me. Ah yes, my teenage adventures.

My First Time

I honestly can't remember when I started getting interested in getting tied up. I think even as a pre-teen, I'd stash ropes and would try to tie myself up. I guess I started with just hands in front but then I began to experiment more. I would fall asleep with my hands bound with rope and would free myself in the morning. I'm not sure it was erotic then; maybe just exciting. But of course, that progressed with time.