Sally’s first time

 

By Excalibur

 

Sally checked that she had all the things she would need.

 

Ropes, cuffs, gag, blindfold, spreader bar, vibrator, vibrator. Yes, everything was here, and she was ready to go for it.

 

Sally had been reading about self bondage on the net, and has tried a few easy ties, and was now ready to go for total immobilisation.

 

Her sister Mary had been the person who had mentioned the site to Sally, saying she often did self bondage, sometimes overnight. On one occasion she had posted keys for her cuffs to Sally with instructions to come and release her on a Sunday afternoon, saying she would be tying herself up on the Friday night, and wanted to spend 48 hours in bondage, knowing she would not be able to get free until Sally released her.

 

Now it was Sally’s turn. She had posted the keys to Mary the night before, knowing they would not get to her until around noon. She had asked Mary to come and release her the same day, around six, giving her around twelve hours in bondage. Sally wanted to know what it  was like not being able to free herself, having to wait helpless until Mary came to let her free.

 

Sally looked at all the things lying on the floor, and felt nervous, there was a tight feeling in the pit of her stomach, but a heat like she had never known before between her thighs.

 

First things first, thought Sally, as she picked up the vibrator and held it between her legs. She had shaven her crotch for the first time, which had seemed to add to her excitement. Now she pressed the head of the vibrator against her pussy, feeling it slip easily inside her.

 

“Damn that was easy” , she thought, “I didn’t realise I was that turned on”

 

Picking up a piece of the rope Sally wrapped it around her waist and tied it tight, letting the loose ends hang down in front of her. Passing the rope between her legs, she made sure the rope went between her pussy lips, pulling the vibrator as deep inside as she could, pulled the rope up behind her, and passed it under the waist rope at the back. Bringing the rope back between her legs she pulled it as tight as she could, feeling it split her pussy, holding it open, and pressing the vibrator deeper still. She tied the rope to her waist rope at the front, knowing that when she had finished her bondage, she would not be able to reach the knot to release it before Mary arrived.

 

Next Sally took one of the two smaller ropes, and started to tie her breasts, first the left one, pulling the rope around the breast as close to her chest as she could. Sally found this harder than she had thought it would be, but eventually her breast was tied tight. Running her hand over it, Sally was surprised at how hard her breast felt. Within minutes the other breast was also tied, and as with the crotch rope, they would remain in place until she was freed that evening.

 

Picking up the gag Sally placed the large ball in her mouth, and passed the straps around to the back of her head, pulling the straps tight and fastening them. Her mouth was held wide open, and she tried to speak, but only got a muffled sound. No-one would hear her if she yelled for help, not that anyone would, as the family cabin she was staying at was isolated.

 

Sitting down Sally took the last piece of rope and pulling her legs together she tied them, just above the knees, checking that the ropes would not come down past her knees, holding her legs closed. As she did this she felt the vibrator inside her, as it slowly started to hum away, the soft vibrations warming her, keeping her turned on, but set so that it wasn’t strong enough to make her orgasm too quickly.

 

Sally picked up the first set of metal cuffs, and locked them onto her ankles. Even if she were to stand up, the cuffs and ropes would stop her walkng around.

 

Her jaw was already starting to ache from the gag. Sally had never tried one this big before, and she was a little concerned that she wouldn’t be able to handle it for twelve hours, but she resisted the temptation to remove it. If Sally were going to do this, she would do it just as she had planned, and that meant keeping the gag in as well.

 

Turning on her stomach sally reached for the blindfold, and looked over at the clock. 5.50 am, ten minutes before she finished her bondage. She glanced over at the cabin door, checking that the keys were out of the door, so that Mary would be able to get hers in the lock. It was small details like this that would make the difference. The cabin keys were in sally’s coat pocket, in the bedroom, at the back, well out of her reach. The last thing sally wanted was to be able to chicken out and release herself. The spare cuff keys were with the cabin keys, again, to stop her getting at them.

 

5.55, almost time. A few more minutes she would put the blindfold on, and then cuff her hands behind her. “damn” she said to herself, she had almost forgotten. She picked up the cuffs and forced then under the rope at the back of her waist. Now when she put her hands in the cuffs, if she struggled and pulled, the ropes would cut deeper into her pussy.

 

5.57, and sally picked up the blindfold, placing it over her head, but not quite covering her eyes.

 

5.58. Sally pulled the blindfold over her eyes, checking that she could see nothing. Blackness, that’s all there was, not even a glimmer of light. She had already discussed with Mary that when she was blindfolded, not only would she see nothing, but the passage of time was hard to judge. Sally had though of setting an alarm of some sort to let her know when she was halfway through her bondage, but had decided it would be more exciting if she had no knowledge of the time.

 

6.00 am and it was time. Sally moved her hands behind her and found the cuffs, feeling the cold metal as she closed the first cuff around her left wrist, making sure it was tight enough to stop her getting her hand out, but not tight enough to cut off her blood.

 

“Now or never” she thought to herself, “once this last cuff closes, I am stuck. 12 hours of helplessness”

 

taking her courage in her hands Sally placed her hand in the cuff, and started to close it, each click of the rachet sounding louder and louder in her mind.

 

Closed. Locked. No way out

 

Sally could feel the vibrator humming away softly inside her. She tried to move and wiggle to get the ropes to help her orgasm, but the ropes simply moved with her, resisting the chance to allow her to cum.

 

6.10. sally could hear a phone ringing. She knew she couldn’t get to it, but also knew she should. Only Mary had this number.

 

Struggling with the cuffs, felling them bite into her hands, but not allow her free, Sally heard the answer phone click on, and her own voice telling whoever it was to leave a message.

 

A cheery voice came back through the lines.

 

“hi Sal, just want to catch you before you start tying yourself up. Steve came home early yesterday and decided to take me to a show in New York, staying at a hotel for the weekend. Should be back Monday night. See you honey”

 

Sally cried