My Greatest Escape (And Greatest Mistake) by Ashley Williams

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Warning! This story might contain activities that might not be suitable in selfbondage. Please play safe.

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Okay, it happened a little over half a year ago. Me and my long-time friend Alice were attending the same college (we still are, but it's summer break, yay!! Don't worry, Anna, we're both 21). She had been into bondage for a while too, and thought it would be fun to be my mistress for a night. I live with my boyfriend, who has a small house near my college. There, I got dressed in my sexiest lingerie at the time, which was a lacy white corset with matching panties. I took my favorite ball gag, handcuffs, and lots of rope in a gym bag and drove to Alice's dorm building. When I entered her room, I saw her standing there in black latex holding a whip. I knew she was very accurate with whips, as we had played cowboys and Indians games as children with the other kids in our neighborhood. Now, she promptly ordered me to undress, and I stripped until I stood before her in my white lacy lingerie. Pleased, she rooted through my bag of goodies and got to work.

 

In no time, I was hogtied on her bed. My wrists were secured with two pairs of handcuffs. My knees and ankles were bound very tightly with hemp ropes, with a tight cinch knot holding the cuff chains on my wrists to the ropes around my ankles. My ball gag was strapped tightly into my mouth, and drool was already running down my chin.
"Now," Alice said, "I have to step outside for a few moments. Struggle as hard as you can, Nicole. You can't get out of this, I'm sure."

With that she left me alone and stepped out into the hall. I heard voices coming from out there. She must have been talking to other friends. I proceeded to test my bonds.

 

Immediately I found my ticket to freedom. She had completed the hogtie with a rope with the knot in my reach. I easily freed myself of the ropes on my legs, shuffled over to where she had left the keys to my cuffs, and freed myself the rest of the way. In no time I was lounging on her bed, casually pleasuring myself as I waited for her return. My panties were lying on the foot of the bed, as I had wanted rid of them to massage myself.

 

Soon after, she came back in and cried out in shock to see me free. She yelled, "How did you do that so fast!?" That was when I made the biggest mistake of my life. Wickedly, I smiled at her and said, "You'll have to do better than that, amateur!"

I barely had time to scream before she let her whip fly and catch me squarely on my exposed and shaved pussy. As I curled up from the stinging pain, she was upon me.

 

Needless to say, she was furious. My corset was pulled off of me, and in no more than two minutes I was on the floor, hogtied again. Only this time, it was inescapable. My legs were bound again at the knees and ankles, and my wrists were cuffed twice again. She had attached two pairs of handcuffs instead of ropes to hold my hands to my ankles. She had taken the rope that used to be used for that purpose, and used it plus another to bind my breasts tightly, bringing on pain I had never felt before. My panties, wet from my aroused state during the first bondage, were crammed into my mouth and held in by the ball gag, tighter than ever. Finally, my fingers were encased in duct tape.

 

As she finished, Alice said, "There! That should keep you in your place and out of trouble."

I moaned.

She bent down to my level and whispered, "Do you think this is bad?"

I managed to say, "Uh-huh" through my gag.

"Well," she said, "If you call me an amateur again, you'll get far worse than this. Don't ever disrespect me again, Nicole. I am your mistress. Clear?"

I nodded.

She told me she was going for an evening out with her friends. She quickly changed out of her latex suit and into her normal clothes, bid me good bye, and left.

 

Oh, how I struggled! I tried and tried to free myself, to no avail. Finally exhausted, I lay there naked on my best friend's dorm room floor in the most secure bondage I had ever been put in. At last, I fell into a fitful sleep.

 

I woke up, and panicked. I looked at the clock. Five hours had passed, and no sign of Alice. My poor breasts felt like they were on fire, and I had to pee, but I dared not relieve myself on her carpet. She'd have killed me! So I waited. And waited. And waited some more.

 

By the time Alice returned, I was crying my eyes out from worry, pain, and frustration. She released me agonizingly slowly, taking off one piece of bondage every five minutes. At last all there was to do was take the last pair of cuffs off my wrists. As the last locked clicked open, I immediately scrambled around and knelt before her, begging for forgiveness. She patted my head and said soothingly, "Just remember your manners next time."

 

After I relieved myself, put my lingerie and clothes on, and packed up my bag of toys, she told me I was free to go. What a night!!

 

Despite myself, I couldn't wait for the next session with her! :)

 

Sorry about the longness of this story. Hope you liked it!

 

Thanks for reading,
Nicole