He Showed Me What I Wanted

The maroon-colored parachute cord was cinched tightly around my crossed ankles, the tightening cord crushing the black fishnet thigh highs into the tender flesh beneath as my captor fed the line between my limbs and knotted the ends tightly together, once, twice, three fucking painful times…

Owww… I groaned, that’s really fucking tight… I complained as he finished knotting my slender ankles tightly across each other, even after less than a minute it was already painful.

I bit my pale pink painted lip even as I tried flexing my arms which were pinned tightly across my back high up between my shoulder blades, my wrists crushing each other from being pinned together by more tough, reddish cord which also wound around my upper arms pulling them tightly towards each other so that my arms could not even begin to try to pull my wrists apart…

I tried flexing my fingers, the long, pink nails slowly flailing the air behind me but even after just a few minutes I was already losing feeling and knew it would not be long before the constriction of blood flow would leave them numb and dead…

I sat perched on the edge of my sofa, my short black dress and silky black thong tossed on the floor a few feet from where I was quickly being made totally helpless, which is what I had intended when I had met this young, good looking and surprising skillful rigger ona line when I was looking for someone to do exactly this to me… among other things…which I will get to shortly…

Another length of cord was being wrapped and cinched around my lower thighs just above my knees and pulled tighter with each slow, almost loving turn around my shapely thighs. I groaned as the cord cut into my tender flesh…

Does it have to be so tight, I asked, almost crying as he pulled the ends between my thighs pulling them even tighter before knotting them off three times as well…
Yes, it does. He answered as I continued groaning in actual pain now. But it’s so tight, I said, especially with this strong, thin cord which was cutting deep into my flesh, and I could start to feel my feet tingling…

And then he said, just wait until I tie those big, soft tits of yours up good and tight bitch! You’ll know what pain really is! My eyes grew wide with fear, Oh No! Please! Don’t! I begged him, but knew it was a lost cause…

I’ve had my tits bound before and it can sometimes take days before they return to normal… but since I had not worn a bra beneath my LBD that night when I met him I knew his eyes had been drawn to them and his plan for them was heinous…

If you’re going to keep complaining I’m going to have to give you something constructive to do with that pretty mouth of yours… he said and grabbed a handful of my auburn hair on the top of my head and pulled me off the couch and to my knees as I cried out in pain and shock…

I didn’t have to ask what was going to happen next as he unbuckled his belt, my eyes fixed on his crotch as he dropped his pants and freed his thick, dark cock, the smooth, wide head inches from my pink lips…

You said you loved sucking cock when bound, he said, so prove it…he grabbed my head with one hand, his organ with the other and guided his hot, dark flesh through my soft, warm lips and into my moist, waiting mouth!

It is true, I love sucking cock, especially when I am helpless and have no choice but to satisfy, just as I was then! The feel of that thick, hot organ filling my mouth as I sucked and licked and the sound of his moans and groans as he said, that’s it Bitch! Just like that! Oooh! You weren’t Fucking shitting me!

And then he grabbed my head in both strong. Large hands and growled OOOHHH FUUUCK BIIITCH!!! And yes, I swallowed his hot, thick load, or tried to, gulping as much of it as I could, as much to keep from choking to death as anything else!

But there was so much of it that I shuddered as the bitter slime hit my tonsils and my stomach causing me to want to wretch as he buried that thick, wide head in the back of my throat and my body convulsed struggling in the tight cords but helpless to escape, but even as I swallowed more oozed out over my soft pink lips…

Finally, his pulsing slackened and stopped, and he withdrew his slimy, glistening cock from my cum covered lips as I gasped, tears streaming from my big, brown eyes as he held my head in one hand by my hair and pulled it back with a sudden, painful jerk causing me to cry out…

That was a Great, fucking head job, he said, his jiz still dripping from the head of his cock, now partially flaccid, at least for a moment. But you should have swallowed my full load you stupid Cunt! And his free hand slammed against the side of my face like an explosion, his other hand still grasping my hair tightly so that my head could not move and was held still to receive the full force of his blow!

The strike was so sudden and so hard that I could not even scream, it simply took my breath away as I saw stars, the sound of air being drawn into my lungs was all I could hear as he reached into his bag and pulled out a red cloth like they use in garages!

I can see we are going to have to find something else for that mouth to do… OH NO! I cried out but he just yanked my head back violently by my hair causing me to cry out and in went the rag, stuffing, stuffing, stuffing into my cum coated mouth as I cried and groaned, trying to pull away but his hand held my hair like a vice and the cord had already made me helpless.

The rag had filled my mouth, my cheeks bulging, my tongue, which had given such talented pleasure, now pinned to the bottom of my mouth, the cloth sealed in my hole by wide, clear packing tape wrapped tightly around my head several times, pinning my dark hair to my head…

I knelt there on the carpet, tears running down my cheeks from the pain, trying to breathe through my nose, and not gag and choke as he took another long piece of paracord from his bag and said with an evil smile, his cock, still naked and now erect once again, let’s see about those big, juicy tits…

Hours later I lay on my bed after having been carried upstairs… his young, hard, muscular body, totally naked, pressed against my trembling flesh as he had easily hoisted my 125 pounds up off the floor where I had knelt, and carried my tightly bound, feebly struggling flesh up the stairs to where he would totally enjoy my plight, and he did… Deeply…Repeatedly… Painfully…

After a couple hours and several hard, deep fuckings, he had simply finished filling me with a series of low grunts as we were lying on our sides as he spooned and raped me once again that long, hard night.

Finally, he pulled his cock from my battered vagina, and simply rolled over next to me as his seed seeped out of me onto my firm, round ass and said, I need some sleep bitch… and pushed my bound body away, and just drifted off to sleep, leaving me tightly bound and gagged, lying on my side facing the other way, staring at myself in the mirror on the opposite wall of the bedroom in the darkness, tears seeping from my eyes from the agony of hours of crushing bondage and the pain of his savage raping’s…

After a minute I could hear his rhythmic breathing behind me as he really did just fall asleep like it was just another night, and maybe it was for him, after all his skill and enthusiasm for not just Fucking me, which all young men loaded with testosterone streaming through their hard, virile bodies would do … But he had proved to be a skilled rigger whose bondage was stringent and inescapable, just as I had hoped it would be!

But the agony was becoming overwhelming, my arms, shoulders, legs, twisted and cruelly crushed were screaming in agony… my jaw throbbed from being forced wide open by the packing stuffed in it and taped in place. But worst of all, my tits were throbbing with every heartbeat, swollen, burning, aching, but no matter how I strained or moved I could not relieve the pain…

My vagina ached from being brutally assaulted by his rigid monster cock and my poor anus, well, he had certainly enjoyed his time buried deep within my bowels and giving me a brutal jiz enema…

But this was what I had wanted… right? The Pain! THE PAIN!!! Whether it was the exhaustion of fighting the bondage or the being fucked again and again or the fact that the adrenaline was draining away I just drifted off or maybe passed out is a better term…
I came to from a painful slap against the side of my bound, swollen tit that sent a bolt of lightning like pain ripping through me as I heard my own muffled scream tear through my head… You awake Bitch… he asked in the dark gloom of my bedroom which reeked of the smells of sex and sweat and yes, fear…

I was still on my side, and he was behind me, spooning me, his cock hard again, pressing against my ass… It was still dark out but I didn’t know what time it was, there wasn’t much movement outside on the street though..

You want me to untie you before I leave, he asked reaching around and crushing my swollen orb in his strong hand as I screamed and tried to pull away, well, do you? He asked again… I cried into the gag and nodded profusely, YES…

How are you planning on making it worth my while Bitch? He asked pushing his rigid organ hard against my firm ass, because I’m really wanting to leave you here like this, helpless, in agony, struggling until someone finds you, if someone finds you…
I turned my head and looked over my shoulder at him, my eyes wide with terror filled with tears as I shook my head and pleaded NNNNN!!! Into the gag… But he just smiled as I felt his cock slide against my firm cheeks, No, that won’t do it…and squeezed my tit again, as I screamed and bucked in pain… You know what I want bitch…

I did indeed, and so I rolled onto my stomach and painfully crushed my tits as he moved behind me and grabbed my hips and pulled my ass up to meet his cock, so I was on my knees and chest and face as he pushed the bulbous head of his engorged cock slowly into my battered ass! Fuck Me Bitch! Fuck Me… he said as he pushed deep within me, painfully extending my flesh!

And I fucked him as my tits raged in agony from my weight crushing the bound orbs beneath me and grinding into the sheets with ever savage thrust, he made! Please Just CUMM!!! I cried, screaming in agony which just made him drive harder and deeper into me… but finally, mercifully he slammed himself into me with a low growl and held me there, his fingers digging into my hips as he thrust one last brutal time and came, pumping my ass full of himself…

Finally, he released my hips and withdrew his organ from my body… You are a Great Fuck Bitch… he said slapping my ass hard and pushing me off of my tits and onto my side… He leaned forward and whispered in my ear, “I am going to leave you here, just like this, Bitch… ! MY eyes went wide terror and I cried NNNN!!!

Yeah, you were a Great Fuck, but not great enough to save yourself… he said rolling off the bed, Besides, I like the thought of you tightly tied and gagged here all alone, all day long, trying to escape… or just survive! He said with a chuckle…

I closed my eyes, tears streaming down my cheeks as I shook my head and pleaded, NNNN into the gag…But he got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom leaving me there helplessly bound in humiliated agony as I listened to him pissing… I had to go so bad too… and then he was back in the bedroom, naked and glistening in muscular sweat, his big cock hanging, thick and long.

I looked at him as I lay on my side, but he just smiled and suddenly I knew in that instant, he really was going to leave me like that! I screamed into the gag shaking and straining, pleading with him, but he just grinned and picked up another length of the cruel cord and grabbed my bound ankles and in a moment, I was tightly, painfully hogtied, my ankles anchored to my twisted arms.

He looked down at my helpless, feebly struggling body and said indifferently, I’ll be thinking about you, just like this… and then he walked out of the bedroom and down the stairs to where his clothes still were…

I continued screaming into the stifling gag, struggling painfully as I panicked straining against the cruel cord that held my body in its crushing, painful embrace…

I lay there as I listened to him downstairs for a couple minutes and then heard the door open and close and his car start and drive off… and I was alone, helplessly trapped in his bondage with no way to escape!

My body in horrendous pain as I flexed my shoulders trying to get my circulation going again as my tits throbbed, they were begging me to free them from their stringent restrictions just as my legs were, like being bound in the thin, tough cord… but I was powerless, and suddenly the overwhelming fear overtook me, and I released my bladder in a warm, wet torrent upon my thighs and sheets…

It would be the only release I would have all that long tortured day and it left me in a wet, dank puddle which I was forced to endure in horror and agony…

I lay there, sobbing in terror, trapped, tears running from my eyes, snot from my nose as I labored to breathe through my moist filled nostrils…

I was so tired, and so sore, everything ached or burned or throbbed or had that heavy totally numb dead meat feel… as I lay there breathing heavily through my nose, my eyes blinking tears, the exhaustion overtook me…

It was light out when I came to again in absolute agony… I rolled as best I could to try and relieve the pain but there really wasn’t any relief… I lay there listening to the movement down on the street below my bedroom window and wondered if someone out there could rescue me, release me from what would soon be a horrible end if I did not escape!

I kept looking at that window… what if I could somehow get in front of that window? If I could get someone to see me… but how? HOW??? The it came to me… If I could crawl up the headboard until I was balanced on my knees, the curtain were partially open on those big windows and they were pretty sheer… If I could do that maybe someone would see me, the bed was only about three feet from the window…

Well what other choice did I have? I looked at the bedroom door to the hallway, he had left it open, so what? Roll off the bed hogtied like this? And if I survived the impact with the floor crawl out to the hall and then roll down the stairs???

An hour or so later I was covered in sweat from the excruciating excretion of pushing my bound body laboriously across the damp sheets literally inch by painful inch groaning and crying in agony as the cord bit deeply into my battered flesh with each movement…

I pushed my way through the pillows and finally got up against the wooden headboard. I paused to catch my breath and realized just how difficult it would be to try and get up to my knees hogtied like this, but I didn’t see I had any other choice.

So, I began to push with my legs forcing my shoulder up against the headboard but my legs bent double and tightly bound were cramping painfully and the cord was biting deeper into my legs the more I strained…

I cried in pain and frustration but slowly I began to push my shoulder up and tried to grab the head board but my hands were long since dead and numb from lack of blood…

I had to keep stopping trying to breathe just through my nose and deal with the excretion, but I could start to see over the sill of the window through the gauzy curtains and saw the top of the house across the street… But I had to move slowly, I did not want to lose my balance because I suddenly realized how close to the edge of the bed I had gotten… if I fall, I could go over the edge… well, that didn’t ar thinking about..

A few minutes later I was up high enough that I could see out pretty clearly and thought if anyone looked over, they might see me, tightly bound and gagged… And then I thought, yeah, and then what?

Someone spots me and realizes what they are looking at and turns away because they don’t want to get involved… or they see me and call the police! That would be great wouldn’t it! Or they see me and its one of the guys or boys in the neighborhood and he turns out to be just as a big a pervert as the asshole who left me like this?

Well, It can’t possibly be worse that this because I am not getting free by myself and I I don’t get help… well… I didn’t want to think about what that would be like…
So after a couple minutes I tried to move a little both to try and alleviate some of the pain and maybe get someone to see me… But as I did, I felt my body start to shift forward, OH NO! NONONO!!!!

What I had feared was happening, I tried to shift my weight back but I began to slide forward, I was only a foot or two from the edge of the bed and I fell forward, the edge of the mattress hit me right at my hips and my momentum carried me forward as my thighs impacted the mattress heavily and bounced up and my upper body, already over the edge pitched forward and dragged my lower body forward sliding off the bed…

My scream, muffled as it was, filled my head as I screamed NOOOO! In terror My head and shoulder impacted the floor simultaneously and the rest of my body pitched forward over me landing heavily on my side and then rolling forward over my dark, bound, throbbing tits as the agony shot through me…

When I came to I was laying on the floor face down my full weight on my bound tits and stomach. The pain in my head and shoulder and tits and legs, alright, pretty much my whole bound body was astounding… I slowly rolled onto one side off of my tits but my vison was fuzzy and my shoulder where I had impacted was ripping through me like fire from the pain of what turned out to be a torn ligament…

I am so Fucked! I just lay there in agony drifting in and out of consciousness pissed myself again a couple of times and figured this is the way that it ends…as it started to get dark I began to hope the end would be soon, it was just too much to languish like this in agony for much longer…

And then I heard a voice, is that real? Jess? Jessica, are you here… and then OH MY GOD JESSICA! It was my niece… Oh Thank God!
Even through my pained stupor I could tell she was near panic as she tried to untie me and then finally ran to the kitchen and brought back a steak knife…

An hour later finally free, every inch of me in pain, my tits still swollen and dark, rope marks all over me and my shoulder throbbing I tearfully relayed to her what had happened, and we were both in tears when I had finished.

And I asked her why she was there; how did she find me. She said that she had gotten a text from me earlier that morning, well, actually from my phone, asking her to come by at 6 because I had something important to tell her…

Obviously that bastard had found the number that I called the most in my phone and had texted her, just to be safe… well, I guess I had that to thank him for, which I would remember a few weeks later as I had surgery on my damaged shoulder…

Well, I had gotten what I had wanted, and so, so, so much more than I had ever dreamed of… I hope the next guy is as exciting…