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I am Polemanme; I should explain I am very much into bondage and to small extent domination. I would describe myself as submissive and love to be tied up and played with in a sexual way. The bondage has to be very effective and I love to push the envelope of bondage.

I have tried and still do indulge in self-bondage but never seem to Cbt bondage stories the courage to try one of the tried and tested self-release mechanisms. Like ice in a stocking. I will however try this in the near future. I love to subject myself to CBT bondage whenever I can and love the feeling when my cock and balls are very tightly roped up. Normally I tie myself much tighter than anyone else dares and sometimes even have frightened them with the severity of the bindings.

I met online a Mistress who lived not far from me and we developed a really good online relationship with her giving me instruction within an instant messenger window. This then developed to my tying myself as instructed and taking digital photos for her to review and criticise. If the bindings were not strict enough or accurate enough she would give me instructions for punishment. Now at this point I could lie and say that I carried out every instruction to the letter.

But that would be foolish and no one would believe me. Some things I did baulk at and simply said I had done them to keep her happy. However the inevitable happened and we agreed to meet to see if this relationship could become real time as opposed to cyber. A neutral place was decided upon as a gardening centre that was at a mid point between our homes. Her instructions were clear. I was to insert a butt plug and tie my cock and balls tightly enough to tolerate at least a 2-hour session. As this had to for the journey to the garden centre as well as the journey home this was difficult to gauge.

The rope securing the cbt was to be long enough to allow her to take control of me while we were meeting. I took a moderate sized soft cotton cord of about 8 feet in length and tied a loop around both cock and balls securing with a really tight double knot, this left equal length tails of rope dangling from my by now erect and engorged cock, my scrotum was nice and shiny as well.

Of course had shaved all my pubic hair carefully for her as well. I then tied the rope around my cock only omitting Cbt bondage stories balls and tied this as tightly as I could. My cock by this point was beginning to go purple and the veins were really standing out. The next wrap took in my balls only and was again pulled as tight as I could manage.

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So now I had cock and balls tied, cock tied and balls tied. I then did the same thing again making everything double and made sure all was nice and tight. I had about 12 inches left on each end of the rope, which as nowhere near enough for her leash. So I wrapped the round the whole affair once more and tied it off really well under my scrotum with as many knots as I could manage with the remaining cord. Then I took another cord of the same length and simply tied this at one end into a slipknot making a type of noose that I fitted over the CBT tie and pulled it tight.

The noose was tied tightly enough that it would not loosen without careful tugging on the rope with fingers and not by simple teasing. If pulled hard it would only tighten. I then was ready for the butt plug. Of course a lot of you will have used butt plugs and can understand that although it is easy to have them inserted for a considerable length of time they do eventually become very uncomfortable and there is a certain build up Cbt bondage stories gases if it is large enough to plug the butt effectively. This is one of those types of plugs.

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I carefully lubed the plug with as small an amount of lube as I could manage and rubbed the remainder onto my butt. Then I slowly nudged it into my arse relaxing my ring piece as I did so. There came that tight almost painful point where the plug is at its widest and then it plunged home filling me nicely.

I love the feeling but knew that in a couple of hours that pleasure would start to become a torment.

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Making sure the end was the right orientation I then pulled on my underpants, which were one of the tightest I have as this adds to the CBT, and helps keep the butt plug in place. My Cock and Balls were still deep purple as I was still so stimulated but the process. Then came a loose pair of elasticated waist trousers so that should Mistress desire she could inspect the bindings without trouble in a public place by simply pulling and looking. I finished dressing and luxuriated in the feeling of tight self bondage and the excitement of knowing that in a short while a complete stranger would be checking me out and deciding if I came up to her standards.

Driving to the Cbt bondage stories place was interesting, every time I changed gear the CBT would be crushed between my legs increasing the pleasure pain feeling I was enjoying. I sat outside as it was a nice day and awaited her arrival. After 10 minutes she arrived at my side and I stood and introduced myself. We chatted about generalities and just checked each other out.

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I liked her and I believe the feeling was mutual. I had relaxed and no matter what anyone says it is almost impossible to cock tie yourself hard enough that your cock does not go soft after a while and indeed mine had. Not much I admit, but some and this was reassuring as it confirmed there is still some flow of blood to it, no flow would be very dangerous for any period over about 20 minutes. After about 15 minutes chatting during which we drank coffee she said that she now was going to check me out to see how obedient Cbt bondage stories had been with her instructions and I was to follow her.

Instantly my slightly soft cock went as rigid as steel, or seemed to and as I stood I felt sure everyone was aware of the bulge in my trousers. As she walked into the outdoor area of shrubs and larger plants she ordered me to walk really close behind her and hand her the rope securing my CBT. I did this and she took it gently in her hand and slowly wrapped the loose end round and round her hand effectively tying me to her. Then she began to pull me closer to her by my CBT and continued pulling till I was firmly attached to her hip and having to stand on tiptoe to ease some of the building pressure.

She is a tall statuesque lady and it would be fair to say she had all the strength she needed to do whatever she liked to me.

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I was instructed to keep my hands firmly behind my back and not to allow them to come forward or it was all off. This in itself is a surprising test of self control as she was striding about the garden centre at a brisk pace and with me pulled so close it was difficult to keep up, maintain balance and try and ease some of the pressure on my CBT.

I was in heaven. When we got to the most secluded area of the garden centre in a fairly private corner she looked me in the eye and then with the rope as a tool she pulled the front of my trousers forward and slowly slid her other hand into them under the underpants and cupped my raging erection and Cbt bondage stories in her hand. She was gentle to begin with exploring the contours Cbt bondage stories the ropes and my shaft and balls making sure all was nice and tight, she traced the ropes in all their details and nodded her approval.

Then she detected that one of the multitude of wrappings was ever so slightly loose, her eyes hardened and she closed her hand over the whole CBT and gripped harder than I believed anyone could starting slowly and just building the pressure till my knees were beginning to buckle and I had to struggle to stifle a cry of agony. When she had got to as tight as she could grip she held it and pulling one the whole affair said to me that this would not do at all and that she believed that although I had done fair job with the CBT I should have retightened this loose rope before presenting myself to her.

For that I would be punished. I must admit at that time I thought I was being punished quite effectively. She slowly relaxed her grip, sliding her hand under to make sure the butt plug was there and then reached up and gripped my nipple and pinched it between thumb and finger through my shirt really tightly twisting and she whispered that the next time these would be clipped up as well.

My heart felt full of joy at the mention of next time! She maintained her grip on the cord and we continued our detailed travel around the garden centre with her still dragging on the rope whenever she felt like it. However she was on a tight timescale and although she expressed her own frustration about not being able to take this meeting further.

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I would have done anything for her at this point right there and then she called it all to a halt. We made out way to the car park and she gave me a kiss on the cheek and said that she was impressed by me and she would be in contact online to make arrangements for a proper session in the near future. After all I want to be able to torture it soon and I want it in the best of health.

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As each know was loosened the pain was excruciating and it took nearly 10 minutes simply to untie myself. I removed the butt plug as well and I can tell you the relief was as good as the session itself. I was left thinking that if this was a Cbt bondage stories place meeting what would a private meeting be like.

I was soon to find out. Oh by the way I had to wait about 3 hours for things to settle down before I could touch my cock and balls and then it was sore but I can assure you when masturbated it was one of the shortest wanks I have ever had and when I came it was big spurts that was hard to contain on the towel I had placed for the purpose.

Mistress had met me approved me and I was now champing at the bit for the next meeting and hoping it would be soon. So we made contact that evening online and chatted about the meeting and it was agreed that as soon as things were possible that we would meet for a proper session. It was at this stage we discussed the various things that would and would not take place. It was agreed that as we both had partners who were not into the BDSM scene that there would be absolute discretion and no marking left after the session, other than that there really were no limits.

I had however discovered that not being bound and restrained and having to hold Cbt bondage stories hands behind my back took away the final frison of excitement and allowed me to retain a small element of self control over the situation. It was therefore agreed on discussion that I am submissive but not slave material.

Therefore any session in the future would have to involve bondage that was strict enough to make me helpless. Anything less and it would not do it for me. I know some people love to be dominated and will fall on their knees before their Mistress at the blink of her eye. I am not in that category. The best you will get from me is obedience till I am tied up. But the obedience is conditional on the bondage coming along as a result. You know what I mean those of you into bondage. So we agreed on another session, which would be at a date to be decided but in the near future.

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