Bondage, Lycra, and Dinner???

Spandex Wetsuit Bondage

Here is another picture of me tied up in my favorite Lycra dive skin.  This image was taken a few weeks after the infamous room mate bondage experience.  I was driving by my friend’s house, and decided to stop by to visit for a while.  I hadn’t planned on getting tied up that night, but apparently it doesn’t take much for me to agree to an impromptu bondage session in a skin tight Spandex suit…

When I pulled up to my friend’s house, he met me at the door and seemed pretty excited to see me.  I told him I was just in the neighborhood, and was wondering if he wanted to get something to eat.  We decided to get Chinese, but he wanted to order in.  After we placed our order, I went to the restroom.  When I came back out, he was standing in the kitchen holding my Lycra dive skin.  I had totally forgotten I left it there after the last time I visited (it needed to be washed after we were done), and was surprised to see him holding it.  He asked me if I would put it on, and if he would let me try something he wanted to do.  Of course, I grabbed the suit and went back into the bathroom.

After I got suited up, I found my friend in his bedroom unbundling a large pile of ropes.  He motioned for me to put on some leather boots that were sitting by the door, and as I was lacing them up I asked him what he had in mind.  He just said it was something he wanted to do for a while.  After I had the boots laced up, he had me lay down in the center of the bed and began tying my hands to the corners of the head board.  I asked him about our dinner plans, but he just said not to worry about it.  Within a few short minutes, I was tightly stretched out in a wide spread eagle on his bed, with ropes anchoring my wrists and ankles to the four corners.  I struggled a bit, but knew he had me tied up until he wanted to release me.

Almost on queue, the door bell rang.  It was our food!  On the way out of the bedroom, my friend yelled over his shoulder that I shouldn’t go any where, and that he’d be back in a few minutes.  Hilarious bondage joke, right?  Like, no one has ever said THAT before…  🙂

This was one of the rare bondage opportunities I have where I wasn’t gagged and blindfolded, and I was getting pretty turned on watching my Lycra dive skin shimmer as I was testing my bonds.  I was tied up, comfortable, and very turned on.  Great.  Where was he taking this?

A few moments later, my friend showed up with all of our food, two wine glasses, and a bottle of wine on one of those trays you see people use to eat in bed.  He straddled the tray around my stomach, and it was at that moment that I realized what he had planned.  He was going to keep me tied up and feed me my meal while I was stretched out and helpless.  This was going to be interesting!

We got the hang of it pretty quickly, and I was well on my way to a satisfying, and very kinky, meal.  He poured two full glasses of wine, and helped me enjoy a few sips.  He set both glasses on the dinner tray, and then said that I needed to hold still for the next part as he did not want to clean wine spots off of his bed that night.  With that, he started rubbing and massaging my exposed body from my lower stomach to my knees with both hands.  After a few minutes, he then focused all of his attention on my crotch and excited erection.  I cannot tell you how maddening, frustrating, and exciting it was to force my body to hold still as he did this.  I am still amazed that I was able to do it for the better pat of an hour, as he switched between feeding me food and drink and giving me an intensely erotic massage.  But I didn’t want to spill any wine, right?  🙂

After we were done eating, he removed the tray from the bed.  We both enjoyed a second glass of wine, with him holding the glass to my lips with one hand as he played with my erection with the other hand.  When we were done with the wine, he grabbed more rope and further restrained me to the bed as you see in this image.  Since I was still able to see and talk, I watched him intently as he tied me up further, and we casually chatted about very random things.  Even when he was done tying me up and pulled out the vibrator, we continued talking about various life experiences.  However, as soon as the vibrator made contact with my erection I became very aware of the kinky nature of my bondage situation.  I could no longer hold my head up to watch, and arched my back as far as I could during my very physical struggle to either escape my bondage or allow myself to climax.  Of course, neither would be allowed until my friend wanted it to happen.

On my way home that night, I remember being amazed how one of the most incredible bondage experiences I have ever had happened completely by accident.  I also remember wondering if my friend had other plans in store for me in this Lycra dive skin, especially since he insisted that he keep it because it really needed to be washed after what he did to me.  Just another reason why my life does not suck.  🙂

Spandex Wetsuit Bondage