As I lay on the floor, totally helpless I thought about Mike.  I had known him and had sex with him for six months and had NO idea he enjoyed bondage.  From the way he trussed me up he was VERY good at it.  The hours passed slowly and with how tight he bound me I did not sleep a wink.  By morning the hood had become painful.  It compressed my head so much that had the nostril tubes not been in place my nose would have been compressed shut, probably suffocating me.  It pushed in on my face so hard that it pushed my cheeks back in from where the pump gag had distended them.  The only visible skin on me was my breasts suspended off the floor with how he had my ankles strapped to my hood.  I didn't even hear mike moving around till he surprised me by pinching my nipples.

    “Mmpph,"  I screamed out in surprise, although mike barely heard it because of how effectively he had gagged me.  I heard him chuckle as he walked away. After awhile he undid my head strap and legs and led me to the bathroom to pee.  After I peed he left the pussy sheath out and led me to the bed and made slow love to me, kissing and fondling my breasts.  My orgasm, slow in arriving, because my pleasure was fighting against my discomfort, was explosive!  I bucked and screamed the best I could bound and gagged the way I was.  Mike then took all my hoods off except the open faced one and the ring gag and kissed me on my upper lip.  He sat me up and was getting ready to undo my arms I interrupted him,  "No, please don't untie me."  I pleaded, my voice garbled by the gag.

    "Are you sure?"  He asked, concern evident in his voice.

    "Yes, please,"  I said as best I could as I leaned in against him.

    He replied by removing the ring gag and then strapping an eyeless, open-mouthed hood back on me, clipped a leash to my collar and led me to the kitchen and we engaged in small talk with me kneeling on the floor as he fixed me breakfast.  He helped me to my feet and sat me down in a kitchen chair and fed me scrambled eggs and hash browns.  He then led me to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and had me pee again.  He led me back to the kitchen and sat me down and left the room.  A few minutes later he came back, took my eyeless hood off and set some stuff on the table in front of me. As he started strapping me to the chair I looked at what he brought to the table.  He had brought out pink liquid latex, a larger ring gag, my rally big harness ballgag, tape, Vaseline, two small, hard foam wedges and applicator brush.  Mike started by oiling my eyebrows and then put the tape over them.  He then applied tape over my eyes sealing them shut.  Mike instructed me to open my mouth and he put the wedges deep in my mouth between my upper and lower teeth, holding my mouth open with them.  He then began painting the latex on my face.  He painted over the edge of the hood to make it look like one piece.  He even painted the inside edges of my lips which is why he didn't want me to close them.  Once the first coat was on he used a blow dryer to dry it faster.  Once the fourth coat he applied was dry he pried my mouth open to remove the wedges and strapped the ring gag on.  He then pulled me to my feet and led me to the living room and sat me on my knees next to the recliner.  I heard him go rummage around in the kitchen and then he sat in the recliner and started watching football.  After awhile he pulled me by my leash till I was in front of him.  I heard him unzip his pants and then he removed my gag and guided my mouth to his cock.  I blindly went to work pleasuring him as he watched the TV.  I purposely went slow, teasing him till I felt him start to tense up and then I would stop, wait for him to calm down and then start over again.  I finally let him cum, swallowing as much as I could.  Once I cleaned his shaft I started to pull away bit mike grabbed my leash and held me in place, his penis in my mouth.  He then instructed me to keep his penis in his mouth but not to do anything.  He kept me down there for the rest of the game and when it was over he ordered me to suck him off again.  Just when I almost had him at his climax he pulled me off of him and removed the ring gag.  He walked behind me and instructed me to lean forward and then while holding my head between his legs he forced the huge harness ballgag in my mouth he had brought out earlier.  It almost took him a minute or two to force the monster gag behind my teeth.  With the gag in place, he cranked on the straps forcing the huge gag as far into my mouth as it would physically go.  I was trembling and whimpering in pain from the huge gag but it only came out as a soft, barely audible whine.  The gag and collar had me practically staring blindly at the ceiling.  He then dragged me to my feet and led me to the bedroom and pushed me onto the bed so I was on my back.  He then applied bands to the base of my exposed tits making them stand out away from my body.  He then applied my custom nipple clamp clamps to my nipples.  From the outside, they resembled smooth, pointed thimbles.  To close the clamps you held on to the base of them and twisted the tip.  This made the clamp inside close down onto the nipple and pull it further into the clamp. The clamps combined with my constricted breasts caused them to erupt in pain!  My scream was barely heard.  Mike then sealed my breasts with multiple coats of the pink, liquid latex, ensuring that my breast bondage was going to last awhile.  By the time he had applied six coats and made sure they were dry, my mouth and breasts had settled down to a dull ache instead of a sharp pain.  He then strapped my ankles to my thighs and sat me up.  After a couple of seconds, I heard the multiple clicks of a camera.  I tried to put on a show and struggle for the camera, but all I could really do was tremble in my discomfort.  He then laid down on the bed and pulled me on top of him.

    After he impaled himself with me sitting on top of him and said,  "Fuck me bitch!  And you better make me cum, or you'll stay like you are for the rest of the day and all day tomorrow.  I desperately started rocking as best as I could, but between my arm bondage, leg bondage and tight corset I could barely move.  What movement I was capable of caused my tortured breast to bounce, sending agonising pain through my body.  After a few minutes, he said, "Hurry up bitch!  I'm getting impatient."

    I redoubled my efforts to try to avoid being tied up like this overnight.  I was wailing behind my gag in frustration and pain when he shoved me to my back and then crawled off the bed and turned me on my stomach making me scream again.  I was in so much pain that I almost didn't notice him applying a spreader bar to my knees, forcing them painfully wide apart and then strapped my head to my spreader bar.  At least this pulled my breasts up a little bit from the bed and gave them some relief.  Mike then lifted me off the bed and set me on the floor on my stomach and then I heard him turn off the lights and he left me like that all night.

    True to his word he left me bound all night and most of the day on Sunday.  He did relax my arching hogtie a little bit and he checked the circulation in my arms and legs.  With my magically enhanced body, he had no idea that my arms and legs would be fine from permanent harm.  It was sweet of him to check!

    He eventually came back into the bedroom and undid my head strap and undid my leg restraints.  He lifted me up and sat me on the edge of the bed and then leaned me up against him to steady me while my legs recovered.  I was then lead to the bathroom to allow me to relieve myself.  He cleaned me up and led me to the bedroom and started undoing my bondage.  He removed my collar allowing him to take my gag off easier.  Mike then unbound my arms and massaged them to work the muscles.  He then unzipped my catsuit and the liquid latex stayed attached to the suit and peeled away from my face and breasts  The clamps stayed on though!.  Just after he removed the bands on my breasts he gave me a tender kiss on my forehead and a warm smile.  I gave him a brief hug and passed out from exhaustion, nipple clips still attached.  I woke up feeling refreshed.  I looked at my alarm clock and saw I had two hours till I had to leave for work.  I felt good all over except for my breasts.  That fiend left my clips attached!  After I recovered from removing the nipple clips I noticed a folded piece of paper on Tara's tray.

    It said, 'Honey,  thank you for the awesome weekend.  I can't believe how strict you like your bondage and how well you've trained your body for it!

I was wondering if you were up to long-term bondage. Say two weeks of vacation worth of bondage.  Just let me know.  :-)

Love,
Mike

    P.S.  I hope I didn’t scare you too bad with my role play Saturday night!