I wouldn't go as far as to call Stephanie a masochist. She tends to be super submissive anyways, seeking to be treated harshly when bound. She can really be a bit spoiled and whiny whenever I tie her up.

She say things like "squeeze my butt" or "say mean things to me, but not too mean, but like, mean enough". I tend to just gag her early in the bondage process, the less she speaks, the better.

As I am writing this, Stephanie is indeed bound and gagged on my bed. She's working hard to experience new things so she can convert them to stories. Seeing her struggle and moan through her gag makes this task nearly impossible. I simply can't focus.

Writing these bondage experiences has been good for her though, keeps her tied up more and out of everyone’s way. She gets bored easy, so keeping her tied up has her nice and busy. I imagine Rebecca and Ashley have gotten used to just restraining her whenever they need or do not need her.

Me and Stephanie have an interesting relationship. We've have caused nothing but harmless trouble for each other, and bondage seems to be the end result in every silly situation. She's tried and even succeeded at tying me up in the past, but I am the one usually wrapping rope or tape around her body.

Stephanie asked me to pick a story that I remember. She has been holding out on you guys. Those of you who enjoy reading her stories should shame her in the comments. She has a ton of material but seems to lack to proper motivation to write it all down. I'll punish her for you all.

Now, back to the matter at hand, I promised to write a story from our past, exclusively from my perspective. Only problem is...where to start?

Back when we were still fresh in the relationship and still living in the dorms, Stephanie was an RA for her dorm building. I lived on the first-floor sense I was a sophomore and she lived on the third floor because she was assigned to a freshman hall, despite being in the same grade as me.

She had this neat little apartment as a perk to having the job. It wasn't huge and it wasn't great, but it was a tad bit bigger than the normal dorm room. She had all the same furniture, I guess the room had a different layout and additions to it.

I imagine she's mentioned it before, so ill spare you the details. Anyway, I would often come up and visit, hang out, or sometimes spend the night with her. We've been dating for like 3 years now, and even back then bondage was a focal point to our unique relationship.

One time, I walked in and saw her experimenting with her bed frame. The bed had pillars on all four corners, it had a boards on both the front and back. She was tying rope to the pillars with leather cuffs connected. They were tied to all four corners with Steph kneeled down tying the last one.

I leaned over and asked what she was doing. She said that she had a brilliant idea. She said that she had the idea to attach cuffs to her bed so she could essentially tie herself to the bed. She has learned how to hogtie, chair tie, and now bed tie all by herself.

I didn't think anything of it, I had to go to bed early sense I had a school event the nest morning, so I wasn't planning to spend the night. She finally stop fidgeting with her bed and sat on her couch.

After some time, I noticed that it was getting late and I decided to leave. She said goodnight on my way out and I thought that was my end to the night. I was getting ready for bed when I realized I left my backpack in her room.

I was annoyed but luckily I knew she'd be playing games or goofing off. I made my way upstairs and entered her hallway. I saw a girl standing outside her door and hid behind the corner. I pulled out my phone to look natural while eyeing the girl down the hall.

It looked like she had knocked on Stephanie door and was waiting. Part of me thought she was cheating on me. But as the girl waited and waited, I concluded that Stephanie was unavailable.

I decided to get the girl out of the way and approached the door. I asked the girl if Stephanie was home and the girl said, "I don't know, I thought I heard noise in there." She defiantly must have heard Steph. I decided to make up a lie and tell the girl that Steph may have been at a sorority event and wasn't going to be home until late.

That seemed to get the girl to leave. Once the hallway was empty I knocked and asked Stephanie if she was okay. I doubted she was hiding from a resident in the dorm and decided to get in myself.

The locks on these dorm doors weren't that great, if you were able to turn the lock to the right even slightly, the door would open while still locked. I knew how to lock pick from when I was a kid and went back to grab a kit from my room.

I was hoping no one saw me or was looking at me through their door’s peepholes. I kept acting natural and playing it cool. After a single attempt I got the door open a slipped in. I looked through the peephole to double check no one was watching and it seemed I got in undetected.

I turned around and saw exactly what I imagined I'd see. Stephanie was indulging in her usual self-bondage but had gotten herself stuck. She clearly tightened her cuffs too tightly and she couldn't get free.

Well she could get free, but she would break her cuffs if she pulled too hard. I think she knew she could get free; I just think she didn't want to damage her leather cuffs. She was in her underwear, a pair of black panties and bra. She was spread out across her bed, each limb positioned toward the pillar the cuff was tied to.

She had gagged and blindfolded herself. She had headphones in so that explains why she couldn't hear me or the girl. She didn't know I was in the room with her. She was panicking a little, still trying to break free. I took off her headphones and told her that I was here to help.

She let out a little yelp when I spoke to her, and I proceeded to remove her blindfold. She had white microfoam tape wrapped around her mouth, it was clearly bulging so she clearly stuffed her mouth with something to keep her quiet.

I sat on the bed and reprimanded her for being so careless. I also told her about the girl who was knocking previously. Through her gag talk, that girl must have been simply locked out. That’s the main reason anyone comes to her door.

I still wasn't happy with her carelessness and I decided to act on it. I put her blindfold back down and tightened her restraints. Stephanie was now squirming and struggling while confused. She was protesting through her gag and clearly wanted to be released. I told her that I’d be spending the night and that she would just have to stay like that.

Sense I had to wake up early, I told her that she was going to have to wake up early with me. She owed me for coming in to save her, and she'll have to obey me until I let her go in the morning.

I modified her restraints and didn't let her go, she eventually became submissive and docile. Letting me pet and caress her as much as I wanted. I kept her cuffs on and modified her gag to be easier for sleep. She didn't get much time to protest in-between gags. Not that I was going to listen.

We went to bed and she was out cold. Probably the scare of being stuck in self bondage must have taken it out of here. She was clearly calm because she felt safe with me now. I enjoyed sleeping with her while she was tied up, even if her bondage wasn't a strict as she prefers.

my 6 am alarm went off and Stephanie had sprung to life. I kept her cuffs on but removed her blindfold and gag. I gave her some water and instructed her that she still owes me for saving her.

Stephanie pointed again, but she agreed. I took some rope and got her naked. I tend her arms and wrists in a box tie. I then gagged her by stuffing her mouth with some socks I grabbed and several pieces of tan/brown tape.

I went in my bag and grabbed my mask (one of those e-girl masks (don't judge I thought it was cute)) and placed it over her gag to cover the tape, (Who knew that this would happen again two years later?)

I covered her body with a towel to hide the rope and grabbed some bondage and shower stuff and threw it into an empty bag Steph had. I opened the door and peaked to see if it was clear and dragged her outside.

I walked her to the bathroom at the end of the hall and got her through the door quick. The bathroom in the dorms was in a rectangular U shape. One side has the entrance and toilets, with the other having the showers.

There are six showers in total with four on either side and one at the end that serves as a handicap stall. The special thing about this stall is that the missing sixth shower I posted is only accessible inside the handicap stall. So, you get two curtains. It’s the same size as the other shows but has an extra layer of privacy.

I moved her to that special shower that we'll call the far shower. The fun thing about this shower is that it has two towel hooks. One that is outside like they are supposed to be and one that is in the shower opposite of the shower head.

I untied Stephanie and retied her hands in front of her. I then raised her hands and tied them above her head and tied them to the towel hook. I then tied her upper thighs together to decrease her general mobility. I took off her mask and turned on the water.

She had no way of escape and had to be as quiet as possible. I undressed myself and stepped in with her. I agreed to wash her and bathe her. all she had to do was stay nice and quiet. the bathroom echoes, so she had to do her best to stay quiet.

Her skin can be sensitive and when bathing, she's very vulnerable. I fondled her of course, no reason not to. I could tell she loved/hated it. Everything was going well until we heard the bathroom door open.

I quickly placed my hand around her mouth to gag her as much as possible. we dint know who had entered or what they had come for. I was able to peek by moving to the unoccupied handicap stall where I was using the bench for the bag I had grabbed earlier.

I noticed Steph's tape gag was coming undone, so I grabbed a big pink ball gag. I noticed a big orange ball gag as well and brought both over to Steph. I replaced her gag with the big pink ball gag and we heard the footsteps approach the shower.

We heard the girl turn on her shower and wait for it to warmup. I could tell Stephanie was nervous and embarrassed, so I decided to gag myself with the large orange ball gag. If we get caught, we get caught together.

It seemed to calm her down, and I could tell she appreciated the gesture, even if it was weird. She kind of motioned that she wanted to kiss, so we made out. It was weird making out while both gagged, but it was defiantly an interesting and nice feeling.

We waited for our mystery guest to finish their shower before I untied Steph and we made our way back to her room. Hopefully she'll learn to be more careful when doing self-bondage, or maybe she'll pull more stunts like that if she gets to do more stuff like that.

I think I'll let her tell those types of stories.