Synopsis: A bondage lover girl seeks for wild bondage adventures. Maybe the one she's chosen is a little too tough for her.

Well first of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Bethany, Beth for friends. I’m a 20-year-old girl. Tiny, very tiny, yet with a good-shaped figure. 5,15 ft, blonde and blue eyes. However, what I hate of myself the most is my extremely introverted personality. I hate to be the way I am, too shy and afraid of social relationships. That’s not the way of getting someone who loves me… not even friends.

Another feature that defines me… or that would define me if anyone else knew about it, is that I love bondage. Just watch it, for now, since I’ve never had the guts to try it myself, neither in a selfbondage nor asking someone to do it for me. I’ve got a thing with tape, more than rope. I’ve got fantasies of me being thoroughly trussed up by some thugs and packed up all covered in tape, barely showing my breasts and head.

So having settled this down, here’s a little story. It all started in this very website: ‘Deviantart’. The title of the post was: ‘Chicago RP’, and it read:

“Hi. My name is Gloria and I live in Chicago. Is anyone here able to do a little bondage RP from here?

Please DM to let me know”.

I shouldn’t do it. I knew. But the thrilling was too big to be ignored. What were the chances? A BDSM partner in my very city. After making my best to take the idea away from my mind, my instincts proved to be stronger than my reason, so I DMed her.

”Hi! I’m Beth. I’d be interested in this RP thing. I’m from Chicago, so what is this about?

She replied pretty fast.

“Hi Beth! Well it consists in me binding a cute girl like I hope you are and play a little play I’ve got in mind. Bindings would be at your desire, if you like.

“And where would we be doing it?”

“Well in my house. I’ve got it all set here, if you don’t mind”

I gave it a thought. It was actually better. I didn’t want a complete stranger in my house. Although I was going to let her tie me up. I played a huge risk there, but…

“Yes. That’ll be great. As for the bindings, please prepare plenty of rolls of duct tape 😉”

“Count on it! Then my address is: Binding Avenue, n22, 4th flat right door. Next Friday at 4pm?”

“I’ll be there! Looking forward to it!”

So it was done. Now, it was just a matter of time.

So Friday arrived. I felt my blood boiling due to the excitement. I still didn’t know if I had done the right thing, but my lust was too big to ignore.

I got to Gloria’s apartment and rang. She let me in down and upstairs. I was face-to-face with the girl that was going to tie me up. Like for real.

She was hot. Had a devilish look in her eyes and a dragon tattoo on her right arm. She had red hair and green eyes. Not to tall she was still taller than me. Not that it was too difficult though.

She was wearing a tight smart red dress, sleeveless, and a pair of heels. She looked stunning.

“You must be Beth! Nice to meet you! I’m Gloria”.

“H… Hi… Nice to meet you too” I stammered back.

“Come in, sweetie”.

She looked nice. Was older than me, maybe in her mid-thirties.

“I must say I’m very nervous” I admitted.

“Oh, that’s normal, honey. If I can do anything to make you feel more comfortable, just let me know”.

“No, don’t worry… it’s just me. I’m a bit too shy. I can’t believe I’m actually doing this”.

“Okay, so… what if we talk about each other before we begin? Maybe that way you’ll feel less uncomfortable”.

“Oh… okay. I guess that might work. Thank you”.

So far, I liked Gloria. She seemed very charming and nice.

“So, my name is Gloria Thomas. I’m thirty-five years old and work as a pharmaceutic. I’ve been into bondage since my teen years, I think. More into the dominant role, although I’ve been tied up myself a couple times. I’ve lived here in Chicago for my whole life, born and raised. And… I don’t know I think that’s pretty much it. What about you?

I gasped and swallowed some saliva before replying.

“My name is… Beth, Bethany… Beth”.

“Beth, calm down, sweetie. There’s nothing to be afraid of. Take a deep breath and keep going”.

I did as she said and kept on.

“Well I’m Bethany Wilson, Beth for short. I’m twenty years old and I’m studying engineering in the University of Chicago. I don’t know when I started to like bondage, maybe for my whole life. I was born in NYC, but wanted some independence, so I decided to move here to study”.

“Oh, that’s very brave. So I assume you’re sharing a flat with some other students, aren’t you?”

“Oh, no. My parents didn’t want me to hang out with other people, so they got me an apartment close to college”.

“Wow! I guess you’re a lucky girl!”

“Well I can’t complain”.

“Anyway, do you feel more comfortable now? Do you want us to begin?”

“Sure!” I found myself saying. I was so caught up by the casual conversation I almost forgot I was about to finally get tied up for real.

“Before we begin though, there is one thing you should  know about this roleplay. I need you to be naked”.

“What?”

I didn’t expect that, though I wasn’t completely opposed to the idea.

“Well, if you don’t want that, I understand you want to leave”.

“No, no. It’s… okay. It’s kind of better, actually”.

“Wow look at you, you ‘shy girl’” she laughed.

I began undressing slowly. Little by little, making an effort to hide my embarrassment.

“You don’t have to feel embarrassed” Gloria said, as if she could read my mind. “You’ve got a stunning body and an enviable figure”.

“Oh, gosh, thanks. It’s just… I’ve never done this before…”

“What? Getting tied up?”

“No. Well, also that. I even bought a pair of handcuffs that I haven’t dared to try yet. But I mean… getting naked in front of…”

“A woman?”

“Anybody”.

“Oh, my God. Are you a virgin?”

I nodded and felt my cheeks burning.

“Oh, that’s so sweet. You’re nothing to be embarrassed for, Beth. For real”.

“Thanks, Gloria”. I liked her, she was charming and sweet.

“So, shall we begin?” she asked when I had taken my short dress off.

“Sure!”

She gathered her supplies and I got to count up to twenty rolls of duct tape, from different thicknesses.

"Wow, you really want to truss me up, don't you?" I asked a bit nervous.

"I do, hahaha. But if you feel uncomfortable at any point, just let me know and we'll stop right away".

"No, it's fine. I'm just a nervous newbie, hehe".

"Don't worry. I'll go easy on you".

"No, please. I want it tight, really. After all, I'm the one asking for this".

"Well your wish is my command. So why don't we start with your feet?"

"Alright".

I sat on the couch and put my feet together. I was expecting her to bind my ankles together, but instead, she began with my insteps, encircling them up to ten times.

"How is that? Too tight?"

"Well it's tight, but I can handle".

"Fine then. I'll move on to your ankles now".

She tied my ankles as tightly as she had done my feet, but didn’t stop there, she climbed through my legs until my calves, having my under legs all covered.

Far from stopping, she did my upper legs, binding my bare thighs together down to my knees.

“How we doing so far?”

“It feels tight, yet rather comfortable”.

“So we keep moving?”

“Yes, please”.

I was beginning to feel the arousal I was expecting from the start. Feeling my legs so tightly taped up, and the touch of the sticky material against my bare skin also helped with that sensation.

How could I wait for so long to get to this moment?

Gloria sat behind me and began tying my wrists til she reached my forearms.

She did the same with my elbows, until she almost got to my shoulders, causing my back to arch a little. The tightness of the restrictive ties increased the feeling of helplessness I was seeking for. It felt so strange. It was thrilling, yet scary. I was completely immobilized by a stranger, and I was loving it. I felt so horny I could barely hold myself. I felt my pussy starting to wet, and I didn't even get to the gag.

"Wow! Such titties, where did you keep them?"

"Haha... thanks, I... I don't know".

"Well you should use more cleavages or provocative outfits. You're a match, girl!"

I blushed again. Didn't know what to reply.

"Well, I'll bind your wrists to your waist now, and frame your perfect breasts, okay?"

"Oh... okay. It feels so tight".

"Hope you're liking it".

"I so am!" I exclaimed. Didn't want my comment about how tight it felt to be taken as a protest. Just an observation.

Gloria kept working on my trussed up body, doing as she said, taping my wrists to my waist and encircling my breasts, attaching them to my arms. I was completely immobilized. Everything I could do was hoping and squirming around.

A sudden doubt appeared in my mind though.

"So, Gloria. What is this roleplay about?"

"Oh, you'll know soon enough. Once you're completely helpless, which reminds me..."

She stood up and left the room. I knew where she was going. Or, at least, I had a little suspect that soon got confirmed.

"Gag time!" she laughed as she showed me a pile of panties that I thought she had taken from the hamper. "So, how many of these do you want in your mouth?"

"I don't know... are they used?"

"Well just by me".

As weird as it may seem, that calmed me down a bit. Gloria was a hottie. I didn't mind having her intimacy inside my mouth.

"Two will do, I guess".

"Okay".

She stuffed two pairs of panties inside my mouth. As soon as they were in, I could taste her lust. They were wet. Not in a gross way, though, but in a lusty one.

"I think there's still room for one more" she observed.

Before I could protest, she inserted a third pair along with the others, filling my mouth completely.

This was something else. Having three panties stuffed in my mouth felt like nothing I had ever experienced in my life.

"Mphh" I moaned a little.

"Now, if you open up" she asked as she took a new roll of tape.

I obliged and felt the roll being wrapped all around my face, in a cleave tape gag.

When Gloria had used half of the roll, she took a different one, a much thicker one.

"I think you'll like this tape".

She put it over the set and I checked how it covered my whole low face, from under the nose to the chin. It felt awesome. It was even thicker than the microfoam tape. The whole bondage was overwhelming, I could barely hold myself.

Gloria began looping the huge tape around my face, covering the previous tape gag and silencing me completely.

"Wow you look cute" she observed when she felt she was done.

"Mphhhh" I softly moan in pleasure.

"You're still enjoying this, right?"

"Mphh mphhhh" I nodded happily.

"OMG you're so cute. You're so shy... you're blushed!"

I lowered my face, embarrassed.

"Yet you're so horny, aren't you?"

"Mph..." I nodded.

"Your nipples are so hard you could break a glass, and those moans... oh, girl".

I couldn't hold my embarrassment. I was so flattered, yet horny as fuck.

"But you're extremely timid, aren't you?"

"MPhhhhh" I nodded.

"I bet no one you know knows about this... little fetish, right?"

"Mphhhhh" I shook my head, still blind to the peril that question implied.

"So I guess you haven't told anyone you were coming here..."

"Mphhh?"

Okay, that sounded weird. I began to worry.

"So... you could, let's say, disappear, and no one would ever know where you are?" she asked in a meaning tone.

"MPHHHHH?"

'Calm down. It's all part of the roleplay. Don't worry'. I forced myself to relax.

"So here's the thing, honey" she said. "There's no roleplay here. You're being abducted, though I can't tell you for how long. You'll be played with and kept bound and gagged at all time, except for little breaks for eating and showering".

"MPHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed. It was a joke. It had to be a joke. It was all part of the roleplay. Please... it had to be part of the roleplay.

"But don't worry. Given your bondage hunger, I'm sure you'll have really fun with me. Now I must go for now, I've got someone I want you to know".

Wait, what? She never mentioned anything about a third player. What was going on?

"Struggle all you want and scream as loud as you can. These walls are soundproof so no one will hear you".

"Mphhhhhh" I softly moaned. I began to cry. She wasn't joking, was she?

"What's the matter, babe? I thought you'd love the idea! Well I must go now. I'll leave you to enjoy your bondage. But don't worry, you'll have plenty of that for the next... hours? days? weeks? months? Who knows? For now, just relax and enjoy your fetish. I'll be back soon, sweetie".

"MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" I protested again to no avail.

She left the place, leaving me alone in my formerly beloved bondage. I wasn't even horny anymore, although the bindings surrounded me tried to force me to think different.

I was terrified. What was going to happen to me?