Christina looked over at the Alexa clock on the table, showing 11:59pm. Christmas Eve was upon them and she snuggled a little closer into Nicholas as it flipped over to 12:00am. “Merry Christmas.” She mumbled into his shoulder.
Nicholas pulled her closer and kissed her forehead. “Merry Christmas Christina.”
Timing turned out to be near perfect as the credits began rolling on the Netflix movie they had been watching. Due to lockdown protocols and her sister potentially contracting the virus, Christina’s parents had told her not to come home for the holidays. Nicholas’ parents had been equally paranoid, wanting him to stay isolated in his apartment which resulted in the couple getting together and staying together for the holidays as all of Christina’s roommates had gone home and Nicholas lived in a single unit. “Everything really did work out alright for the holidays.” He said.
He was clad in sweatpants and a t-shirt under a hoodie while Christina wore leggings and a red sweater that exposed one of her shoulders. They had cooked a Christmas dinner of turkey, stuffing, and mashed potatoes and had truly eaten their fill before they settled onto the couch for the night, buried under blankets to stay warm.
Satisfyingly full, she let out a yawn. “I’m going to get your present ready.” Christina said with a mischievous grin. “Come get it in a few minutes.”
Reluctantly, Nicholas loosened his arms to allow her to escape as she headed off towards his room, casting a glance over her shoulder that was basically begging him to follow her but she had said to wait.
Once in the bedroom, she closed the door and went over to her overnight bag. Unzipping it and pulling out a small bag inside, she drew out some red and white lingerie. Her sweater and leggings were tossed aside as she got dressed in the sexy outfit, smiling at what expression Nicholas would have on his face when he saw her in this.
Next, she laid out the items that would render her helpless: her red ballgag, a pair of handcuffs, and several coils of green rope. She started with her legs, binding her ankles together and cinching the rope over the white stockings she wore before following it up with coils above and below her knees. Next, she buckled a simple black leather collar around her neck. Attached to the D ring on the front was a Christmas tag that read “to: Nicholas.”
Satisfied, she placed the handcuff keys on the nightstand and brought the red ballgag up to her lips. The rubber ball was pushed behind her teeth before she strapped it tight, pulling back the corners of her mouth. Finally, she put her hands behind her back and snapped her handcuffs around each wrist. For a moment, she was transported back to the day she had gone out in public in the rain gagged and cuffed and Nicholas had ran into her and the pair had discovered their mutual love for bondage. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the helpless feeling, squirming on the bed and hoping that he didn’t take too long to come find her.
She didn’t have to wait long until the door opened to reveal Nicholas. “Mwwy Krrsmmms.” She said best she could around the ballgag.
His face lit up seeing his girlfriend in sexy lingerie, completely bound and gagged for him. As he walked over, Christina looked up at him with puppy dog eyes. He read the tag attached to her collar and kissed her cheek. “I love it.” He exclaimed. “Now I’ll show you how much I love you.”
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Twenty minutes later, the couple lay side by side on the bed catching their breath, Nicholas with a stupid grin on his face. He reached behind her head and unbuckled her ballgag before pulling it out of her mouth. “Ugh.” Christina groaned as saliva spilled from her mouth.
She pouted. “Why’d you take it out?” She complained.
He grinned. “Because I want to see your mouth drop open when I give you your present.”
Nicholas shuffled off of the bed and went over to his closet, digging around in the back before he brought out a cardboard box. She stared at it as he opened it and withdrew something long and leathery, with buckles that clinked as he held it up for her to see. Properly unfurled, she realized what it was and she did not disappoint her boyfriend with how far her jaw dropped. “An armbinder!?” She exclaimed. “No way!”
“Yes way.” He laughed. “You’ve always talked about wanting to try an armbinder someday but it’s impossible solo. I’ve seen you looking at the pictures so I got it measured out for you.”
That caused her to suck in a breath. “Custom too? Nicholas-“
He pressed a finger against her lips to cut her off. “This is for both of our enjoyment so no complaints or I’ll gag you tighter this time.”
Christina relented, but also couldn’t help but quiver in excitement as her cuffs were unlocked and she stretched her arms. “Ready?” He asked as he untied her legs.
She nodded and turned around, presenting her arms and interlacing her fingers as he pulled the long leather restraint up her arms. Unlaced, it felt loose but still clung to her arms. However she knew that once he began lacing it up, her arms would be inescapable bound. Leather straps crossed between her breasts, securing the top of the armbinder and ensuring it wouldn’t slip off. Nicholas’s hands took a few liberties as he adjusted the straps around her breasts, resulting in a light wack from his girlfriend’s semi-bound arms.
“Just wait until you’re all laced up.” He laughed. “You won’t be able to hit me then!”
“Is that a challenge?” Christina responded playfully before sucking in a breath as he began to lace up the armbinder.
It felt like the pair of lace up knee boots she wore in how with each pull, the leather pulled tight around her arms. He continued up, forcing her elbows together which did thrust out her breasts much to his viewing pleasure. Reaching the top, he knotted off the laces and wrapped the leftover into a bundle that was tucked away with her arms. Two straps at the wrists and elbows completed her bondage, welding her arms together into a single limb. “Try that.” He said as he stood up from the bed to admire his handiwork.
Christina shifted a bit before struggling. She didn’t really struggle her hardest, but she didn’t have to. It was very evident that there was no way she was getting out of the armbinder without assistance. She squirmed and flailed around for a few minutes but the armbinder remained as secure as ever. She was admittedly impressed at how fitted the armbinder was, and was curious how Nicholas got her measurements. Not that it mattered now that she was trapped in it. “Tired yet?” Nicholas asked with amusement as he watched his girlfriend struggle.
“How could I ever be tired of you.” Christina responded as she turned to face him. “It’s absolutely wonderful Nicholas, thank you.”
“Glad to see the little girl is happy with a present from St. Nick.” He held up her ballgag. “Now will she let St. Nick play with his gift?”
“I’m all yours.” She said, kissing him lovingly before leaning back and opening her mouth to accept the ballgag.
The gag was inserted between her teeth and buckled tight under her long, dark hair. She closed her eyes to drink in the feeling of helplessness, with her arms inescapably trapped behind her and now the gag. Nicholas decided to add to her bondage by wrapping a belt around her waist, trapping the armbinder against her back. He also helped her into a pair of her black leather high heeled boots before using the green coils of rope that she had laid out to frogtie each leg. “Have to stick with the theme.” He said with a grin.
Christina’s bondage complete, he pushed her over onto her side and crawled onto the bed with her. “Merry Christmas Christina.” He kissed her forehead, causing her to moan behind the gag as he began to play with her helpless body.
And a Merry Bondage Christmas it was.