I've been a lurker on this group since its inception, and since I
introduced my wife to it, she's been pressing me to post one of our
stories. Here it is, then, with a twist, for your approval.
We both enjoy adding a great deal of interesting costume to our play.
I love the sight of her in extreme heels and tightly-laced old
fashioned corsets, as well as bound and helpless. She loves these
things, as well as anything else that presses, squeezes, or otherwise
molds her, and adds to her tactile overload or general level of
frustration. Thus, we've accumulated a great storehouse of toys over
the years, from a variety of shoes with heels in varying heights, to
several custom made corsets (there are very few manufacturers left,
and the prices can be outrageous) with waists from 19" to 22"
(including one that is knee-length), rubber stockings, skirts, and so
on, and a very large drawerful of cuffs, collars and padlocks. All
these things see a good amount of use!
One of our favorite activities is what I call the "chinese puzzle"
bondage. It takes a bit of planning, but the end results are most
rewarding for both of us. I strive to never do quite the same thing
twice, so I'll just describe the most recent version.
We begin the play with her naked, standing in the bedroom. I first
apply her scold's bridle, which has a nice large ball gag. It buckles
in the back, and I fasten it in place with the first padlock. The key
to this padlock I tape into the palm of her right hand. I then put one
of her calf gloves on (these extend almost up to the shoulder, and
fasten at the wrist very tightly with four buttons) which nicely
secures the key into her hand. I then put one of our 3" locking wrist
cuffs on over the glove, which nicely covers the buttons, making it
impossible to remove without first getting the cuff off. The key to
this cuff I tape into the palm of her left hand, followed by the
other glove and cuff. At this point she is gagged and gloved, and
beginning to show some signs of anticipation.
One wonderful thing about the gloves (that will come into play most
frustratingly later) is that they make it very difficult indeed to
handle the keys to these padlocks (none of the keys is over 1 inch
long, and some are only half that).
The key to her left cuff I tape to the inside of her leather collar,
which is about 4" wide at the front and tapers down to 2 1/2" at the
rear. I fasten this on her neck, which makes her hold her head up very
straight. I fasten this in place with another padlock.
The collar key I tape to the bottom of her right foot, right under the
heel. I then put one of her rubber stockings on, smoothing it up her
leg as I go. On her foot, I place one of the prizes of our collection,
a 6" heel pump with a 2" wide locking ankle strap. This I lock on, and
tape the key to the bottom of her left foot, followed by the stocking
and the other matching shoe.
This is the part that really starts to get her attention. The 6" heels
are very high for her (she has size 7 1/2 feet), but she has to stand
even further up on her toes to keep the keys from pressing into her
heels. She says that she loves the sensation, and also the tightness
and warm coolness of the stockings. Needless to say, with the shoes
locked on, she can't get to the keys under her heels.
The key to her left shoe I tape to the inside of the busk on her
corset, and fasten it around her and begin lacing. True tight-lacers
know that you can't just squeeze in a corset all at once, but rather
you must do it in easy stages. Thus, this phase takes about half an
hour, as we reduce her waist from its normal 25" to 20" or so over the
corset. I fasten the stocking tops to the garters on the corset, which
isn't strictly necessary since they are so tight that they'll stay up
by themselves- but she loves the added pressure. The corset itself is
very heavily boned, and makes her lean forward about 20 degrees at the
waist with a most beautiful S-curve in her back- this, in addition to
the forward lean that the heels induce, makes her balance somewhat
precarious, and walking becomes somewhat difficult. She finds this to
be quite a turn-on, combined with all the pressures.
So there she stands, not yet helpless, but certainly bound. I'll
usually take a break here and play with her a bit, until she starts
egging me on the next step.
We have a chastity belt that has self-contained vibrators in two sizes
fastened to its inner surface. I have modified it so that it fits her
tiny corseted waist, and I then apply it to her, locking the waistband
and crotch strap in place (which very conveniently covers the knot in
the laces, rendering it impossible for her to get the corset off). I
have to work fast, since this is quite an intense stimulation for her.
The vibrators in her front and rear begin to do their dirty work, so
while she is distracted, I tape the key to her chastity belt to the
inside of the waistband of her rubber hobble skirt, which is about
1/8" thick and fits her tighter than a second skin from just below
that breasts to the knees. It has to be rolled on from the knees up,
and does a much more effective job of hobbling her than tying her
knees, because it exerts so much pressure so evenly over so much of
her legs, hips, and torso.
At this point, she is usually hanging right on the edge of orgasm from
sheer sensory overload. Under the right circumstances, she can come
simply from the pressure of the corset, but having to balance in the
heels with her knees hobbled and the vibrators working usually puts
her right up to the edge. If I make her walk any distance at all, she
might just overload and come too soon. So it's time to keep her very
still and finish the job.
I then lock her wrist cuffs together behind her with a padlock. This
key is threaded onto the hasp of another padlock, which is then used
to lock an 8 inch or so loop of chain between her ankles. With this
chain, she is limited to taking steps about four inches long (not that
she could take longer ones with the heels and hobble skirt). The key
to the ankle chain is attached to the middle of a chain about 15
inches long with a nipple clamp at each end, which I then attach to
her
nipples. The lean induced by her corset and heels causes the key to
hang well in front of her.
And to finish, I attach her wrist cuffs to her collar by looping a two
foot chain and locking it with the last padlock. This pulls her wrists
up to just below her shoulderblades- not high enough to cause much
tension on the collar, but enough to keep her from reaching any of the
keys, or stretching around to the nipple clips in front. Also, in this
position her fingers lose some of their dexterity, and the gloves
certainly don't help much either.
The last key is truly the key to the puzzle- without it, she has
absolutely no way to get out of all these marvelous decorations,
despite having all the other keys on her person. She also doesn't have
enough flexibility to give herself the last bit of stimulus to go over
the edge while standing there. What she has to do to get the relief
that she craves is to try to find that last key, and then coax her
bound fingers into manuipulating the locks in sequence. She has to
take the tiny steps that are all she can manage over to wherever it
is, unlock the lock holding her wrists up high, then get the nipple
clamps off somehow so that she can get her ankles unlocked to get the
key that holds her wrists behind her and so on. Usually, the
stimulation catches up with her somewhere along the way- and she goes
from having an isolated orgasm to having a continuous string of them,
generally requiring quite a bit of support from me to keep from
falling. Needless to say, I'm never far away during these times- since
the visual impact of her done up this way is one of my greatest
pleasures, not to mention getting to take whatever advantage of the
situation I can.
This last key is what she needs- and this is the funny part of the
story: as I have been typing this, she has been attempting to sit next
to me here at the machine, done up exactly as I describe here. She
has been hanging right on the edge for some time, but she has to wait
for me to type the location of the final key! The butt plug and
extremely tight hobble skirt keep her from being able to sit flat on
the office chair, but she has to try and take the weight off her heels
so that the keys stop pressing in, and the corset keeps her leaning
forward so that the weight of the chain dangling from her nipple clips
is borne entirely by her poor nipples. She has been very good.
The key is under your pillow.
introduced my wife to it, she's been pressing me to post one of our
stories. Here it is, then, with a twist, for your approval.
We both enjoy adding a great deal of interesting costume to our play.
I love the sight of her in extreme heels and tightly-laced old
fashioned corsets, as well as bound and helpless. She loves these
things, as well as anything else that presses, squeezes, or otherwise
molds her, and adds to her tactile overload or general level of
frustration. Thus, we've accumulated a great storehouse of toys over
the years, from a variety of shoes with heels in varying heights, to
several custom made corsets (there are very few manufacturers left,
and the prices can be outrageous) with waists from 19" to 22"
(including one that is knee-length), rubber stockings, skirts, and so
on, and a very large drawerful of cuffs, collars and padlocks. All
these things see a good amount of use!
One of our favorite activities is what I call the "chinese puzzle"
bondage. It takes a bit of planning, but the end results are most
rewarding for both of us. I strive to never do quite the same thing
twice, so I'll just describe the most recent version.
We begin the play with her naked, standing in the bedroom. I first
apply her scold's bridle, which has a nice large ball gag. It buckles
in the back, and I fasten it in place with the first padlock. The key
to this padlock I tape into the palm of her right hand. I then put one
of her calf gloves on (these extend almost up to the shoulder, and
fasten at the wrist very tightly with four buttons) which nicely
secures the key into her hand. I then put one of our 3" locking wrist
cuffs on over the glove, which nicely covers the buttons, making it
impossible to remove without first getting the cuff off. The key to
this cuff I tape into the palm of her left hand, followed by the
other glove and cuff. At this point she is gagged and gloved, and
beginning to show some signs of anticipation.
One wonderful thing about the gloves (that will come into play most
frustratingly later) is that they make it very difficult indeed to
handle the keys to these padlocks (none of the keys is over 1 inch
long, and some are only half that).
The key to her left cuff I tape to the inside of her leather collar,
which is about 4" wide at the front and tapers down to 2 1/2" at the
rear. I fasten this on her neck, which makes her hold her head up very
straight. I fasten this in place with another padlock.
The collar key I tape to the bottom of her right foot, right under the
heel. I then put one of her rubber stockings on, smoothing it up her
leg as I go. On her foot, I place one of the prizes of our collection,
a 6" heel pump with a 2" wide locking ankle strap. This I lock on, and
tape the key to the bottom of her left foot, followed by the stocking
and the other matching shoe.
This is the part that really starts to get her attention. The 6" heels
are very high for her (she has size 7 1/2 feet), but she has to stand
even further up on her toes to keep the keys from pressing into her
heels. She says that she loves the sensation, and also the tightness
and warm coolness of the stockings. Needless to say, with the shoes
locked on, she can't get to the keys under her heels.
The key to her left shoe I tape to the inside of the busk on her
corset, and fasten it around her and begin lacing. True tight-lacers
know that you can't just squeeze in a corset all at once, but rather
you must do it in easy stages. Thus, this phase takes about half an
hour, as we reduce her waist from its normal 25" to 20" or so over the
corset. I fasten the stocking tops to the garters on the corset, which
isn't strictly necessary since they are so tight that they'll stay up
by themselves- but she loves the added pressure. The corset itself is
very heavily boned, and makes her lean forward about 20 degrees at the
waist with a most beautiful S-curve in her back- this, in addition to
the forward lean that the heels induce, makes her balance somewhat
precarious, and walking becomes somewhat difficult. She finds this to
be quite a turn-on, combined with all the pressures.
So there she stands, not yet helpless, but certainly bound. I'll
usually take a break here and play with her a bit, until she starts
egging me on the next step.
We have a chastity belt that has self-contained vibrators in two sizes
fastened to its inner surface. I have modified it so that it fits her
tiny corseted waist, and I then apply it to her, locking the waistband
and crotch strap in place (which very conveniently covers the knot in
the laces, rendering it impossible for her to get the corset off). I
have to work fast, since this is quite an intense stimulation for her.
The vibrators in her front and rear begin to do their dirty work, so
while she is distracted, I tape the key to her chastity belt to the
inside of the waistband of her rubber hobble skirt, which is about
1/8" thick and fits her tighter than a second skin from just below
that breasts to the knees. It has to be rolled on from the knees up,
and does a much more effective job of hobbling her than tying her
knees, because it exerts so much pressure so evenly over so much of
her legs, hips, and torso.
At this point, she is usually hanging right on the edge of orgasm from
sheer sensory overload. Under the right circumstances, she can come
simply from the pressure of the corset, but having to balance in the
heels with her knees hobbled and the vibrators working usually puts
her right up to the edge. If I make her walk any distance at all, she
might just overload and come too soon. So it's time to keep her very
still and finish the job.
I then lock her wrist cuffs together behind her with a padlock. This
key is threaded onto the hasp of another padlock, which is then used
to lock an 8 inch or so loop of chain between her ankles. With this
chain, she is limited to taking steps about four inches long (not that
she could take longer ones with the heels and hobble skirt). The key
to the ankle chain is attached to the middle of a chain about 15
inches long with a nipple clamp at each end, which I then attach to
her
nipples. The lean induced by her corset and heels causes the key to
hang well in front of her.
And to finish, I attach her wrist cuffs to her collar by looping a two
foot chain and locking it with the last padlock. This pulls her wrists
up to just below her shoulderblades- not high enough to cause much
tension on the collar, but enough to keep her from reaching any of the
keys, or stretching around to the nipple clips in front. Also, in this
position her fingers lose some of their dexterity, and the gloves
certainly don't help much either.
The last key is truly the key to the puzzle- without it, she has
absolutely no way to get out of all these marvelous decorations,
despite having all the other keys on her person. She also doesn't have
enough flexibility to give herself the last bit of stimulus to go over
the edge while standing there. What she has to do to get the relief
that she craves is to try to find that last key, and then coax her
bound fingers into manuipulating the locks in sequence. She has to
take the tiny steps that are all she can manage over to wherever it
is, unlock the lock holding her wrists up high, then get the nipple
clamps off somehow so that she can get her ankles unlocked to get the
key that holds her wrists behind her and so on. Usually, the
stimulation catches up with her somewhere along the way- and she goes
from having an isolated orgasm to having a continuous string of them,
generally requiring quite a bit of support from me to keep from
falling. Needless to say, I'm never far away during these times- since
the visual impact of her done up this way is one of my greatest
pleasures, not to mention getting to take whatever advantage of the
situation I can.
This last key is what she needs- and this is the funny part of the
story: as I have been typing this, she has been attempting to sit next
to me here at the machine, done up exactly as I describe here. She
has been hanging right on the edge for some time, but she has to wait
for me to type the location of the final key! The butt plug and
extremely tight hobble skirt keep her from being able to sit flat on
the office chair, but she has to try and take the weight off her heels
so that the keys stop pressing in, and the corset keeps her leaning
forward so that the weight of the chain dangling from her nipple clips
is borne entirely by her poor nipples. She has been very good.
The key is under your pillow.
