Synopsis: a horny bondage lover who keeps her fantasy as a secret schedules a date in a hotel with a professional dominatrix, behind her girlfriend.

I like bondage. I love bondage, actually, I can’t help it. However, whenever I’ve brought it up with my girlfriend through some hints, she never seems interested, or says thinks about how weird that is and so.

My name is Amanda. I’m a hot 30-year-old blondie with blue eyes and a bondage freak. But I can’t indulge my fantasy often enough. I’m afraid to confess Maya, my girlfriend, about my darkest secrets, even though I’ve tried to bring up the topic from time to time.

At first, I was cool with it. Regular sex with Maya is great, but, little by little, my urge to being tied up and gagged took over.

That’s when I decided to act upon it. I signed up in a bondage website which offered sessions with specialized domes and set a date with one of them in a local hotel. Miss Leah was her name.

“I’ve got a business dinner, babe” I had told Maya. “Don’t wait up!”

“Okay, honey!” she replied.

That’s what I loved the most about Maya. She wasn’t jealous at all. That’s why doing what I was about to do made me feel a bit guilty. But I couldn't help it, I needed it.

I agreed to meet miss Leah at hotel Bondroom at 7pm. I was there at 6.30pm. Room 205.

Right on time, at 7pm there was a knock on the door.

“Come in!” I shouted from inside.

Miss Leah stepped inside and my eyes went wide. She was a beauty, indeed. All dressed in leather, with a nice tight cleavage and high boots.

I had told her that I wanted to be tied up in just my underwear, so I had gotten undressed before her arrival.

“Hi, I’m miss Leah. You must be Amanda”.

“Yes I am” my words rushed from my mouth. “Nice to meet you”.

“Pleasure is mine” she seemed very polite. “Now, can you tell me about your little fantasy?”

That was the time. Even though I had never been tied up for real, I knew exactly what I wanted. Having spent years surfing several bondage websites allowed me to get to know the precise vocabulary and some tricks and hints of what I wanted.

“I want a hogtie. And I need it tight, unescapable. Did you bring the socks and underwear I asked you to?”

“Of course”.

“Okay, so, for my hands, I want them inside the socks and completely taped up separately. Next, bind them together and to my waist. Next, a crotchrope, I yearned for one of those. From there on, I leave it to you. Add as many ropes as you’d like to keep me immobilized. And then, for the gag, I want two pairs of your used panties inside my mouth. Next, the ballgag. Next, tape, as much as you want. Put it over my lips. Wrap it around my head, do what you want with me. Then, you’ll leave me to struggle for two hours before coming back for me. Fine?”

“Of course, ma’am. I see you really have it well covered”.

“I’ve been fantasizing for years”.

“Great then, shall we begin?”

I nodded eagerly and let her put the socks on my bare hands.

Miss Leah took the socks from her bag and carefully slid them over my hands, one at a time. The feel of the fabric was surprisingly comforting, yet the anticipation of what was to come was electrifying. She took a roll of duct tape and began wrapping it around my wrists, securing the socks in place. With each loop, my excitement grew, my heart beating faster in my chest. She worked her way up my forearms, ensuring that my hands were tightly bound, the tape sticking to the skin of my forearms, over the socks.

Once my hands were completely encased, she proceeded to bind them together behind my back with a piece of rope.

"Is it fine?"

"Actually... can you do it tighter?"

"Your wish is my command".

Miss Leah's voice was smooth and authoritative, sending a shiver down my spine. She pulled the rope tight, making sure my hands were securely fastened behind my back. The sensation of my wrists rubbing against each other and the pressure from the tape made my breath hitch.

Next, she turned her attention to my legs. I felt a mix of nervousness and arousal as she instructed me to lie face down on the bed. She took a length of rope and wrapped it around my ankles, drawing them closer together. She didn't hesitate with tightness, this time, making sure it was nice and tight. With each tug, I could feel the rope bite into my skin, sending waves of pleasure through my body. She was meticulous in her work, ensuring that the knots were tight and the rope was evenly distributed.

Once my legs were bound, she moved up to my elbows. She wrapped another rope around them, cinching them closer together before securing them to the small of my back, producing a chest harness. This was a new sensation for me, and I gasped as the tension grew. I could feel the ropes digging into my skin, creating a delightful burn that made me squirm.

"Wow, you really outdid yourself this time. It's pretty tight".

"I thought you wanted it tight".

"Well, I did, but..."

As Miss Leah kept working on my elbows, I began to doubt my initial requests. The pressure was intense, and the reality of my situation was setting in. I felt a twinge of anxiety as the ropes cut into my skin, making me question if I had gone too far. But it was too late to back out now. I took a deep breath and reminded myself that this was what I had been craving for so long.

With a final knot, she stepped back to admire her handiwork.

"Now, onto your legs," she announced, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

I felt a jolt of anticipation as she pulled out more rope. She instructed me to lie face down on the bed, and tied several coils of rope on my under body. Calves, knees and thighs were soon completely bound.

The way she worked was mesmerizing, wrapping and tying with precision, ensuring every part of my body was encased in a tight embrace. She didn't speak much, but her actions were eloquent. I could feel her strength and confidence, and it was a strange turn on for me.

Miss Leah bent my knees and brought my bound hands down to meet my ankles. My body taut with anticipation, I felt her tie the ropes around my wrists to my ankles, creating the hogtie I had so vividly described. The position was intense, my limbs stretched and immobilized, leaving me utterly at her mercy. The feeling of vulnerability was overwhelming, but it was exactly what I needed.

I took a look at the mirror next to the bed. Even though my current position began to feel uncomfortable, I had to admit I was horny as fuck, seeing how hot I looked all hogtied like that.

"Ready for your gag?"

"You bet".

Miss Leah produced the two pairs of her used panties and rolled them into a tight ball. I opened my mouth and she pushed them in, filling it completely. The taste of her musky scent was surprisingly arousing, and I found myself eagerly accepting the gag. She then took the ball gag and secured it around my head, adjusting the buckle to fit snugly. The pressure on my mouth was incredible, the fabric of the panties muffling any sound I attempted to make.

She then produced a ballgag from her bag and strapped it behind my neck, nice and smug, pushing the panties deep inside.

But she wasn’t done yet. She grabbed a roll of duct tape and wrap it around my head, sealing the ballgag in. Far from done, she took a new roll, of microfoam tape this time, and repeated the process, making sure my mouth was completely sealed.

Finally, she stepped back, admiring her work. I was now a vision of bound and gagged perfection, my body a canvas of her expert rope play. She took a moment to adjust the ropes, ensuring that every inch of me was immobilized and tightening the knots a bit more. A detail I honestly considered unnecessary.

Then, somebody knocked the door. I looked at her, petrified, to meet a malicious grin.

"That must be our special guest" she said as she went towards the door.

"MPHHHHHHHH" I mphed, loud enough to make my position clear, but low enough so that the person on the door couldn't hear me.

Miss Leah opened the door to reveal Maya standing there. She had obviously found out about my rendezvous.

"Surprised, babe?" she asked, a grin appearing on her face.

“Mphh?” I mumbled under my gag.

“Well, if you want to keep a secret, you should really consider change your laptop’s password. Your birth date is not really secured” she mocked.

“MPHHHHHHHHH!!”

So she did know. I must admit she had a point though. And she looked stunning. Wearing a tight short dress and a scarf covering her neck, she looked just amazing.

“You have a naughty one here, did you know that? She kept asking me to tighten the bonds”.

“Well, I actually didn’t. You know? Since she decided to go behind my back and betray my confidence…”

“Mphhhhh??” I mumbled, feeling humiliated.

“Well, after finding out about your little adventure, it wasn’t difficult to find miss Leah and we both set up this little scheme”.

“You needed to learn your lesson, after all” miss Leah pointed out.

“Exactly. So, since you wanted to be bound so tight and gagged and humiliated by such powerful woman, why not by two of them?”

Maya had transformed herself into a sadistic goddess. Her eyes gleaming with a mix of anger and excitement. I had never seen her like that before. But something about her taking charge was turning me on even more than I was already.

I couldn’t believe my ears. Part of me felt betrayed, another one guilty and the other growingly excited. My arousal kept growing as my two captors, all of a sudden, got to make out.

“Mmmm, you like this, don’t you Amanda?” Maya asked teasingly.

“MPhhhh mphhhh” I nodded, excited.

“Well you’re not allowed to see it” miss Leah added, as she unwrapped my girlfriend’s scarf from her neck and tighten it over my eyes, blindfolding me.

“MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” I protested.

“Oh, consider this part of your lesson, honey”.

And so, my night of bondage took an unexpected turn. The anticipation of what was to come was unbearable. I could hear their whispers, their giggles, and the sound of their kisses, but I couldn’t see a thing. The blindfold only heightened my other senses, making the feel of the ropes digging into my skin even more intense. I felt a hand touch my side, tracing the line of my ribs and then moving down to my thighs. I squirmed under the touch, trying to guess whose hand it was, but it was impossible.

After a few minutes of moaning and the punishment of not taking part on the party, Maya spoke up again.

"Well, that's it for tonight, honey".

"MPhhhh mphhhhhuuu mpnaaaa mphhhiee mnnggee?" 'Are you gonna untie me?' I tried to ask, although my muffling gag kept that a secret.

"Oh, you're staying here" Maya said as she unblindfolded me.

However, she didn't take the scarf back, but used it to OTN gag me, over the massive layers of tape.

"You still need to learn your lesson, honey" miss Leah added.

"MPHHHHHHH?"

"Oh, you're going to stay here for the night. And I wish you luck to escape it before the hotel maids come. We're not leaving the 'Do Not Disturb' sign in the room.

"MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" I protested.

"Next time, you'll think twice before going behind my back, dear. But don't worry, if you manage to get free, I'll be more than happy to indulge your sicken, wicked fantasies once in a while".

"Good luck, babe" miss Leah said.

Then, they both left the place, leaving me struggling inside.