Samantha had been into self bondage since college. There was nothing quite like the feel of being bound and struggling against those bonds. It was delicious and one of her favorite things to do when no-one else was around.

A benefit of being a house wife was that she could now bind herself in all kinds of ways and not worry about getting stuck or being found. She could push the envelope, since she knew Dan would be home in a few hours. And since he rarely got home early, she had the house and her pussy to herself for a few hours.

She sat on the bed in her sheer bodystocking. It provided some insurance against her getting cold, and since it was crotchless, easy access when she wanted to warm up. Plus, she loved the smooth and silky feel of the nylon as she ran her hands down her legs to her ankles.

She snapped a metal shackle around each ankle and removed the magnet from the clasp. She had found them online in college and they had been a godsend. All she had to do was remove the magnet and they were locked tight. Get close to the magnet and it would snap back onto the clasp and unlock them. Easy peasy.

She tossed the magnets onto the bed stand where she could easily reach them later and then climbed onto the bed, straddling a spreader bar she had tied across the mattress. Each end of the spreader bar was tethered to the bed frame and she snapped a carabiner between each ankle shackle and an end of the spreader bar.

Samantha spread her knees out to the sides, enjoying the forced spread of her legs, but knowing she could do more. She grabbed the next tether she had tied to the bed frame and looped it around her right knee, connecting it back to itself before pulling the tether tight. She felt the delicious resistance to her pulling her right knee back and wasted no time doing the same to the left knee.

Her plan was now taking shape. She was sitting on her knees with her legs spread wide, just how she liked them. She loved the tension as she tried to close her thighs, knowing that it was impossible and knowing her pussy was fully open.

But it wasn't fully open for long as she slid her favorite dildo inside. It was probably a bit too big for her, but it was the right kind of too big. It both satisfied and increased her hunger for fullness at the same time, a paradox that only increased her arousal.

The next part of her plan was to tie her hands behind her back using more metal shackles. She picked up the shackles and inspected the knot tying them together and to the crotch rope. It looked tight enough. She had tied a few of these in her day, since she liked to tie her wrists behind her back and then tug and vibrate the rope in her slit, occasionally pushing the dildo up and deeper.

Without hesitation, she placed her hands behind her back and snapped the shackles shut around her wrists. She fingered the magnets off the clasps locking the shackles and letting the magnets drop to the mattress. It would be easy to press her wrists against the magnets later and unlock the clasps, but for now, she could enjoy her wrists being fully locked and bound.

She struggled a bit against the shackles, enjoying the rope running between her legs and the pressure it placed on her clit. There was a lot of slack in the rope, however, and the next step was to remove that.

Removing that slack hadn't always been easy. She usually tied the rope to the foot of the bed, and it was hard to get it tight on her own. But today was going to be a special day, since she was going to use the new toy Dan had recently installed. This would remove the slack and pull her wrists tight, so she could struggle against the rope as well.

Dan had given her a winch for suspension bondage this Christmas and man it was awesome. She had enjoyed being hogtied on the floor and then being lifted by the winch and twirled around. Sucking, fucking, and all that. But now she was alone and feeling a bit mischievous.

"Well, when the master is away, the pussy will play... or something like that."

Samantha stretched her wrists to the side and picked up the wireless remote for the winch.

It was a pretty simple remote with just two buttons. One for up and one for down. She pressed the up button and watched as the winch sucked up the rope and the slack. She felt her wrists start to pull tight as the slack disappeared, pulling her hands close to her pussy as the rope got close to her clit.

She released the button and let herself settle down onto the rope, enjoying the pressure. She struggled a bit back and forth, trying to pull her wrists free and enjoying the resistance, enjoying the rope pressing the dildo firmly into her.

It was heavenly.

At least it was until she dropped the remote.

She needed the remote to reverse the bondage, since without slack in the rope she wouldn't be able to reach the magnets to undo the shackles on her wrists. And without her hands, she was truly stuck until Dan got home.

She looked behind her to see where the magnets had gone (now magnetically stuck to the metal spreader bar) and where the remote was (nowhere to be seen).

She arched her back backwards and tried to spread her legs even more so her fingertips could touch the mattress. She could just reach as she felt for the remote.

Where could that thing be?

As she moved around, Samantha felt the remote slide down the mattress and stop next to her right knee. Unable to reach it there, she pulled in with her knees to attempt to push the remote back toward her hands, but it only slipped under her knee and it was then that she realized she was fucked.

The winch sprung to life as her knee pressed against the button, pulling in the rope attached to her wrists and pulling them between her legs.

But they didn't stop there. She felt her back arch severely and her head watched the ceiling go by as her arms were pulled between her thighs towards the winch. In a matter of seconds, Samantha was now looking upside down at the headboard as the pull on her wrists intensified.

She only had a moment to contemplate this as her back arched severely. Her shoulders and head followed her arms between her thighs, and before she knew it, she was facing forward again with a knee on each side of her eyes. She could feel her breasts slide in their nylon across the mattress, as her shoulders spread her knees wide.

The winch struggled to pull more rope as her body struggled to not be pulled tighter. When both the winch and her body reached a stalemate, the winch gave three beeps and shut down. It didn't release any tension, however.

Samantha was pulled into the tightest triplefold possible, not that Samantha knew what a triplefold was...

She only knew that her arms were pulled mercilessly in a straight line to the winch. Her chin was pressed into the mattress, which made it hard to look around. She could feel a nylon covered knee against each arm pit and when she raised her head even a little from the mattress, she could feel it push the dildo deeper inside.

She struggled and struggled, but she was held tight in every direction. Tighter than she had ever imagined, and she loved it. She didn't understand how she was in this position, but she knew Dan would be home in a few hours and she would be okay. She also knew how much her body craved bondage and how bound she was right now.

She felt the passion flare in her as she slowly built a rhythm of pulling against the rope, raising her head and pushing the dildo deeper, spreading her legs wider, pulling, pushing, spreading, pulling, pushing, spreading, pulling, pushing, spreading...

Samantha's entire body spasmed and pulled against itself as she screamed into the mattress.

-

Samantha woke up, feeling Dan's hand rubbing her nylon'd thighs. How long had she been asleep?

She then felt the pull on her arms, the spread of her legs, and the feel of butt against her back and she remembered what had happened.

He ran a finger along a nylon covered sole to her toes and her entire body quivered from the sensation.

"You've been busy playing, I see."

She grunted. It was all she could do.

He slid a finger between her folds. She was surprised at how wet she was.

"I took the liberty of adding some lube when I took the dildo out," he said as he climbed onto the mattress and straddled her arms.

He towered over her body. He placed his hands on her hips and pressed down, his weight compressing her even tighter.

She could see he was rock hard, as it bounced up and down in front of her eyes.

"Do you mind if I join the fun?"