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Author's Note: First ever story, but been reading for a while :)
Background
Lets start off with a little background, my name is Sarah and I'm 18 years old, Caucasion, 5'8, 34 C with nice long blonde hair. I live with my parents, but am an only child.
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I have fantisized about self-bondage for years, since I was about 12 or 13. However, I have only just got up the courage to actually try it.
Part One
It was Monday evening, and after doing a lot research on the internet, I had decided on my shopping list: 4 clover clamps, wrist cuffs, ankle cuffs, a penis gag, and some rope.
It seemed like forever, but my package arrived on Wednesday. My parents were out that evening, but I was not sure how long for, so I had to wait until the weekend, when my parents were away, before I could do my self bondage session. However, I did have enough time to quickly try everything on. I hid the package all day, until my parents went out that evening. I tried the clover clamps first, these really did hurt my delicate nipples, especially when I tried pulling even slightly on them. I only wore these about a minute or two, before I had to take them off. I then tried the penis gag, which I found particularly effective at preventing any understandable-speech. I liked this so much that I kept it on the whole time. Then I tried the ankle cuffs and the wrist cuffs. They were tight, and when I tried struggling I was glad I bought padded cuffs rather than standard ones. I lied there for what seemed like a minute or two, but it must of actually been more like 30-40 minutes, as I was awoken from my fantasies by the sound of a car pulling up on the drive. I quickly packed everything away and hid the box again, but only just made it. They almost saw me, but I was safe.
The next few days seemed to drag by even slower, but I was relieved when Saturday finally arrived and my parents departed for their weekend away.
I picked up my package and walked into the bathroom and placed it on the floor. I then ran downstairs to get the icecubes with all of the keys in, and set it up so that the keys would dangle in front of me, just in range of my hands when it was time to release myself.
First, I should explain a little bit about my bathroom. It had one of those radiators for hanging towels on, but it wasn't turned on and went right from the floor to the ceiling.
Now I took two pieces of string and a long peice of rope and tied them to the door handle. I then left the other end in front of me.
Now, it was time for the bondage: First, I used a long peice of rope to tie a my boobs into some tight breast-bondage. This didn't hurt, but it added the the feeling and gave a great feeling! Next was the long peice of rope tied to the door to tie myself into a tight crotch rope, so that if I walked backwards then it would get tighter, and hurt even more.
Then I got out my ankle cuffs and some of the rope. Then I sat down and locked the ankle cuffs around my ankles, and then threaded the rope around each of my legs. I then tied each peice to the bottom of the radiator, so that my legs were now immobile.
Next, I took the wrist cuffs and tied them to the top of the radiator, so that they would be just low enough for me to reach to cuff myself. Then I tied the end of one of the pieces of string to the chain between a pair of the clover clamps, and made sure that when I stood up the string would be taught.
Then I tied the other string to the chain attaching the other pair of clover clamps. Then I clamped one clamp to each nipple, then one to each of my pussy lips (OUCH!). Before I could change my mind and chicken out, I cuffed my hands above my head. Now there was no going back.
Part Two
After a short while, this position was hard to maintain. I was increasingly slouching, which made my arms unconfortable. More importantly, it pulled on all of the four clover clamps, making them dig harder into my skin (OUCH!)!
I could not tell how far through the ice was from melting, but I hoped it was almost done!
Part Three
Eventually, the keys fell. However, my escape method had failed! They didn't fall to in front of my hands, they fell right down to my feet! I had read on the internet that the first method of release can fail and to always have a second one, but I hadn't thought that I would need it!
I was truely stuck, why couldn't I start with something simple?! Now I was probably going to be stuck until my parents found me. They would kill me!
Part Four
(5:00 PM on the Sunday)
I had almost reached sleeping at some points, but I had no idea if I had actually managed to sleep. I also didn't know what time it was, the only way I could tell it was day was the light comming in through the window. I was very hungry and thirsty, but I was so afraid that I hardly noticed.
I heard the car on the driveway. Oh no! This mean they would let me out, but they would kill me when they found me like this!
I thought that being caught was the worst part, but it wasn't. When my parents came looking for me, I realized I hadn't locked the door. There hadn't been any point when I locked myself up, but I was glad in a way - my parents would of have been even more mad if they had to knock the door down.
When my mum came into the bathroom, she opened the door. I hadn't realized this, but when she did, it pulled on the string and rope. This pulled on all of the clover clamps so hard that they came off, their teeth tearing off skin all of the way. That hurt like hell, but it also pulled on the already tight crotch rope. This sent a searing pain through my crotch, and I'm sure it almost broke my delicate skin.
I screamed, and shocked by both my screaming and they way I was locked up, my mum screemed too. She slammed the door, at least this stopped the pain. She took a minute or two to get over the shock, then asked me how I ended up like this. I mumbled through my penis gag, and she realized that I was wearing a gag, so she quickly removed it. She asked me again, how did I end up like this? I told her I was too thirsty to talk, so she grabbed a glass of water and helped me drink it, my hands were still cuffed above my head.
She then repeated her question, how did I end up like this? I told her I ordered the equipment from the internet, and had been waiting all week to use it. She looked angry, and asked my why I never told her. I told her that I was embarrased, to which she laughed. Said that she would show me what she thought of my lying, then gagged me again. She then went back to looking angry, and slapped me round the face, and replaced two clover clamps on my nipples and reattached the string, but tighter this time, so it was constantly tugging on my nipples. However, she did not replace the the clover clamps on my pussy lips, and she loosened the crotch rope slightly, but only so she could start fingering me. She fingered me until I had had two orgasms, then slapped me around the face again.
After she had retightened my crotch rope, she went and opened the door slightly - enough to cause a lot of pain, but not to let the clamps fall off. She dashed off, presumably into her room. When she returned and shut the door, I let out as much of a sigh of relief as I could through my gag, until I saw the three items she was holding - a chastity belt, a chastity bra, and a collar with 4 D rings. She placed the collar around my neck easily, I was unable to resist and it would be better for me if I let her do it. She then removed all of the clamps and the crotch rope, but left my penis gag in and my limbs locked in a spread-eagle. She then put the bra on me, and locked it behind my back. That wasn't comming off unless she wanted it to come off. She then retied my crotch rope, but differently this time - one end was threaded through my chastity bra, and the other through one of the D rings on the collar. This means that I could wear this long-term, and it would hurt if I bent over or tried to rip or cup the bra or collar off. She then proceeded to place the chastity belt around me, over the top of the crotch rope, and locked the waistband. She then pulled the crotch strap between my legs, and so it covered up my pussy and the crotch rope. She then locked it all together at the front.
I now realised what she had done - I was pernamently wearing a chastity belt, bra and a crotch rope which hurt more even if I only bent over slightly!
She finally released my limbs, and told me she would leave me like this for the next 3 months, to teach me a lesson. She also told me that I was now her submissive, and that if I did not do exactly as she said, then I would be punished, either my pulling on my crotch rope, extending the time I must wear it for, spanking me, or worst of all, all of those. She then also informed me that when ever we are in private, I must call her "Mistress", and that the Slave/Mistress relationship did not end in 3 months time, it was pernament.
Now this was going to be a long 3 months.....
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