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Especially when she wore the long, snugged-up-to-pussy sheer lycra stockings, almost always with a garter belt and matching thong of silk or satin or latex. Lori loved fine lingerie almost as much as bondage, and absolutely refused to wear pantyhose or bloomer-type underwear. Lori knew she had a great ass and boobs, and was quite a tease at showing them off. Her legs were slim but well-shaped. Josh knew how very lucky he was to have found her; to top it off, she was a true bondage slut and, to some extent, a pain slut as well!
Lori actually craved them; without knowing why, she loved tight bondage, the stricter the better. She would feel her pussy heating up just with the knowledge that another tie was planned. Josh shut off his computer, then called out to Lori. She responded within minutes. Josh knew that Lori was always ready to be bondaged, and was especially intrigued by new ties, especially if they were difficult. Laughing delightedly, Lori turned and ran up the stairs to their bedroom. Enemas, front and rear, a hot shower, and hair brushed to a high shine, with her stubbled pubic hair freshly shaved, she was ready 15 minutes later.
Lori pulled on a soft white bathrobe and hurried down to their fun Crotch rope stories. He left the rope hanging freely, and had Lori doff her robe and put on her only rubber corset. Below bust and over hips, as with all her corsets, it left her beautiful tits on full display; it fit her like a second skin, but still allowed for some bend-over movement.
Long black lycra stockings went up her legs and attached Crotch rope stories the corset with short garters. Josh asked her to stand in front of him and turn around slowly when he directed her to do so. He tied it off securely at the back, passed the free end between her legs, over her ass rosebud and squarely in the exact center of her snatch, her pussy lips spread wide around it. He now reversed direction, passing it again over her pussy lips, then her loins and back over her rear hole, finally tying it off in the back of her waist cinch ropes.
His next task was to tie her wrists together, palm to palm, behind her back with a separate rope, and cinch the tie tightly. Her elbows Crotch rope stories the same treatment, pulled close together but not touching. Her end position would be strict enough without an elbow-crunching as well. Naturally enough, this position thrust out her breasts; Lori positively loved it! They were slightly too small, but not by a lot. Still, it took him a good fifteen minutes to fit both boots on and lace them up to her knees.
With her feet forced into a stressful arch and her toes jammed together at the toe end, Josh knew Lori would feel increasing discomfort as she stood. He helped her to her feet, steadying her as Lori tottered around, at last relaxing into an almost-normal stride as she again got used to the ballet boots.
While she leaned her tied hands against a nearby low table for support, Josh buckled the thick leather collar around her neck and fastened the buckles at the base of her neck. Next came a leather covered ring gag, large enough to fully expand her lips and mouth to allow entry behind her teeth.
He buckled its straps securely behind her neck and under her chin. A leather discipline helmet followed, covering all of her face and head except for her mouth area. Her ponytail was fitted through a hole on the top of the helmet, and Josh began the task of lacing the helmet up. Lori could feel her drool as it began, edging over her lower lip and down her chin.
She was tingling inside, her cunt beginning to issue pre-cum already, and she received with anticipatory lust the erotic urges flowing throughout her bondaged body. The excess rope was passed through a second pulley, then down under her tight crotch ropes in the back, pulled up hard as Lori jumped a bit from the additional strain on her snatch and ass. Josh knotted it at the back of her constricting waist ropes. Now came the fun part Josh pulled on the free end of the rope hanging from the second pulley. The rope attached to her crotch ropes was also pulled on, of course, sinking the rough ropes even more deeply into her pussy.
Lori was almost in her end position, bent over from the strappado, her waist cruelly cinched by her corset and waist ropes, pulled tighter yet by the rope through them. Her pussy was burning from the ropes slicing into it, and from mounting feelings of impending orgasm as well. She was tottering on the high ballet boots, her feet locked in a most unpleasant arch, her toes squashed into the narrow toes and bearing a good portion of her weight.
He pulled on her braided hair to force her head backwards, and tied it off the end at her roped elbows. Lastly came the pincer nipple clamps; Lori felt their bite increase as Josh pushed the closing ring to near its maximum. It hurt good, she knew, and would soon be upping her erotic ante. Lori was in great discomfort, but not really pain. Along with the discomfort was the extreme pleasure coursing through her body, and she knew it would only be a matter of time before she was overcome with what she expected would turn out to be multiple orgasmic climaxes. Lori slowly turned around, lifting her feet one at a time to try to ease the high Crotch rope stories she felt from the ballet boots, and kept up a keening cry, alternating with moans.
Her strict position left her in a quandary; hurting in her feet and toes, her arched arms and stressed shoulders, her poor pussy and tightly clamped nipples, her head arched painfully backward by the hair tie. Still, she was nevertheless all too aware to the sexual urgency she was feeling, competing with her strict bondage for ascendancy.
Josh selected a whippy rod from his selection, intending to increase the stress of her tie with a few well-measured strokes to her ass cheeks, so beautifully jutting out. Just then his cell phone rang. They arrived exactly on schedule. Alexis Munoz was Brazilian, and had the famous ass with which her genes had endowed her. Alexis was a very high-spirited girl, with flashing dark eyes and very full lips. Her exultant main Crotch rope stories red-blond hair, with blond streaks running through it here and there, marked her as a real wildcat in bed. After ushering them down to the fun room, Josh stood aside to let them have an ocular feast.
Lori was still moaning, her shapely buns a very nice pink, her strict tie impressing Tito, and especially Alexis. It would both stimulate and frustrate his girl, he knew, and believed that the sexual urges she was undoubtedly feeling would be heightened by the vibrator, but perhaps not enough for her to climax, he hoped.
Josh readily agreed, and Tito wasted no time in applying another dozen strikes of the whippy rod to her pinked ass. Lori bucked as the Crotch rope stories cleaved her rear cheeks, not very hard but, in addition to those administered by Josh, still increasing the warmth in her striped ass, as well as that from her gently-vibrated pussy. She hurt in so many places, yet was thrilled by an impending orgasm … which, unfortunately for her, never quite seemed to arrive, leaving her increasingly frustrated, just as Josh had hoped.
Too bad for the ring gag keeping her mouth wide open — her plaint was lost as unintelligible sounds were all her listeners heard. So upstairs they went to enjoy coffee and idle chatter for the next hour. After an relaxing hour, they at last returned to the fun room and Lori. One final act to this drama … Josh dropped his jeans and loosed his rampant hard-on from its confinement.
Licking and sucking him as he slowly stroked in and out, increasing his speed incrementally, she was soon swallowing his load of cum as he cried out in pleasure. At last withdrawing, he turned to see that Alexis and Tito had gotten hot to trot from the bondaged girl and the oral sex.
From the sounds she was making, Alexis was having a grand time being so stimulated. At last the trio let Lori down, and removed her bondage one rope and clamp at a time. Josh carried the limp girl up to their bedroom to rest, staying with her until her eyes fluttered open, then directing her to the shower to clean up.
When she came out, she smiled at him and fell onto their bed for a well-earned recovery sleep. Returning to the fun room, Josh found that Tito had stripped Alexis naked and had her suspended in a severe X shape, feet off the ground, arms and legs widely split and held firmly by ropes attached to her wrist and ankle cuffs, and anchored to handy nearby cleats. Red streaks criss-crossed her jutting tits, pubes and belly, and especially her curvy Latina ass and the soft insides of her thighs.
Josh sat down in a comfortable chair to watch the show. Tito laid the whip down, grinning widely at Josh, and the two men left the fun room to get a beer. Alexis remained as she was, stretched tautly, her body slowly coming back down from those lovely cums she had experienced.
After an hour or so Alexis was unbound and re-dressed, with Lori ing them in the kitchen, and the two bondage-loving couples made plans to go out for dinner that night at a nearby Italian restaurant. Alexis and Tito left to return to their rented house and prepare for what would prove to be a very sexy dinner.
Lori took much longer than Josh to get ready to go out; she was still hurting from her recent strict bondage. She was young, though, and recovered more quickly than she would have thought. Josh loved to watch Lori dress and, after Crotch rope stories had his own outfit in good shape, sat down to watch. As usual, long black shiny stockings were slowly pulled up her legs first, fussed with by Lori until there were no wrinkles in them. She very much liked the way her already-small waist appeared when in a waist cinch, so she added that before selecting a snow white satin low-rise garter belt.
She carefully attached the short garters to the stocking tops, pulling them close up to her pussy, before adding a satin thong, also blindingly white. As Lori fit the matching thong a size too small, Josh noted happily about her pussy, she could sense Crotch rope stories way her labia were lovingly cradled by it, and smiled to herself. Lori took her quarter-moon shaped adhesive breast supports and carefully stuck them to the underside of her boobs. He fully appreciated her legs hugged closely by the gleaming dark stockings, made more attractive yet by the high heels.
Before adding jewelry, Lori picked up her dress and slipped it over her head. This dress was made of an extremely lightweight material, very thin. It too was white, matching her thong and garter belt, but surprisingly opaque considering the thinness of the material. The dress was just tight enough on top that her erect nipples aggressively threatened to punch holes through the thin material.
She buckled on a wide belt of white leather around her waist, gathering up any loose dress material in the process, Crotch rope stories also disguising her waist cinch. The portion of the dress around her hips and rear end was well-styled, not too tight but very suggestive in the way it clung lightly to her hips and ass.
They did show just a bit, though, softly outlined through the dress. The back of the dress was completely open down to her belted waist, her naked back fully visible. A modest hem rested just a few inches above her knees; when Lori sat down at her dressing table to put on her earnings and necklace, her hem hoisted very nicely, showing more of her legs, Josh noted.
Ready at last, the couple left their house to pick up their friends. And man, was that dress tight!
Josh briefly wondered how she could even move in it, but move she did, and very sensuously at that. It was obvious to everyone that Alexis wore not a stitch beneath the dress; it clung to her lush body like paint, so any bra, or even thong, would have been easily noted. Its tightness on her body was somewhat relieved by a thigh-high Crotch rope stories up one side, so her legs had relative freedom of movement. Their friends piled into the car, and the quartet headed for the restaurant.
Arriving at the restaurant, Josh handed the key for his Audi 5 to the valet, and the foursome proceed up the steps to the main door. He sighed, wondering how some guys had all the luck. There were many tables crowded into the place, and the aisle to their table was so narrow that only one member of their party could pass through at a time.
But, some women were ogling them as well! The pasta came first, then the veal scaloppini, followed by a desert of pureed venison in a thin pastry shell topped by truffle sauce. Both women were standouts, the men thought to themselves … and they were right. The bill paid, their car was brought around while the doormen and other valets got a second view of the great asses showing so sensuously, outlined so very favorably by the dresses the girls wore. They sat paired, Josh driving with Alexis riding shotgun, and Tito and Lori in the back.
Tito looked straight ahead with an innocent look on his face, but his hand continued its exploration of her, up to the garters and bare skin above. Lori shifted slightly so that Tito could find and stroke her tightly thonged pussy, sighing softly in pleasure as he did so. Her head bobbed up and down as she performed her very pleasurable task. Drivers of SUVs and trucks on either side of them could see through the undarkened windows, and it was obvious that Josh was getting a blow job.
The drive then continued while each of our Crotch rope stories reached their frustration limits. He and Tito were definitely going to enjoy the coming events. Josh and Tito had to carry Lori over to rest on her stomach on the padded leather whipping bench. Even though, or perhaps because, her invader felt so absolutely gigantic, Lori was starting to get a sexual buzz on.
Alexis continued her slow penetration, pausing occasionally to pull the dildo partway out, then Lori would feel it being pressed home once again, each time more deeply … and widening her all the while. Alexis flipped Lori onto her back and grabbed the strap from the back of the waist belt. Lori was in bondage heaven: her limbs were tightly restrained, her ass jammed full with that big fake cock, her pussy lips kept wide open, and cruel clamps to boot.
A thin long chain between the clamps, they saw, with a small weighted, odd-shaped thingus attached to the chain.Crotch rope stories
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