Bondage Web

During a break on day two of a recent bondage weekend in Cleveland, I was lounging around my friend’s apartment still wearing this Spandex catsuit.  I was also wearing the leather collar, wrist, and ankle restraints still locked on me from a previous bondage session.  I though we were going to relax for a while before starting in again, but I guess I was too tempting of a target for my friend to pass up.

I was standing in his living room watching the video we just shot of me strapped to a chair, when he grabbed a piece of rope and loosely threaded it through the metal loops on the wrist restraints.  My wrists were still in front, and I thought he was just messing around.  We were both tired from several hours of bondage already, and had discussed lounging around and perhaps watching a movie.  I love to be tied up, though, and wanted to see where he was going with this.  I didn’t pay much attention to what he was doing, until he walked behind me and I felt him pull the rope between my legs.  This certainly got me interested.

I stood in the living room for probably thirty minutes and allowed my friend to tie me up in this rope bondage harness, talking and watching the video from our previous bondage session the whole time.  It seemed perfectly normal.  When he was done, I was wrapped in tight rope from head to toe.  However, only my wrists were restrained.  I could still walk around, but with every movement the ropes pulled in places that made it one of the most erotic rope ties I have ever experienced.

While I was still tied up, we sat around for probably another thirty minutes and talked about life over a glass of wine.  Oddly enough, the topic of bondage never came up the whole time.  The fact that I was sitting there on a bar still wearing a skin tight Spandex bodysuit and tied up from head to toe in an equally tight rope bondage web didn’t seem odd to us at all.  The only time I even thought about my situation was when I had to drink my wine through a straw.  🙂

Eventually the topic of bondage came up again, as you might expect, and we decided to move things back to his bedroom.  In short order, I was roped to his bed as you see here.  What you can’t see is that both of my ankles were also tied tightly to the brass bars at the foot of his bed with more rope than what was probably necessary.  There were no knots within reach, and I had absolutely no chance in escaping from this tie.  Not that I wanted to, as it was one of the most comfortable rope ties I have ever been in.  He put a blindfold on me, and let me alone to relax for a while.  I actually fell asleep during my time alone tied to his bed.  I woke up about an hour later to the pleasant feeling of a powerful vibrator being held tightly against the ropes running through my crotch.  He was also tormenting my nipples with his fingers.  Tied as I was, I was already highly aroused.  But no matter how hard I struggled, I was tied to tightly to prevent any of his erotic attack.  It ended about twenty minutes later with one of the biggest orgasms I have ever had.  But it didn’t stop there…

Spandex bondage web