My husband has always been very interested in bondage. I myself have not been so inclined. I'm kind of a control freak, so bondage hasn't ever been my thing. But after being asked and pestered for quite some time, I finally came up with an Idea and solution that may work well for both of us.
My son, who is twenty years old and I have always loved Ruth Chris. I finally decided that if I were to agree to Dan's bondage photo session, then sometime later on, he would take us all out to Ruth Chris for dinner. I knew my son wouldn't care how I made it happen, he'd just be glad he was going along.
I finally agreed to Dan's terms after he agreed to mine. His terms included unlimited pictures, and the fact that I would not speak for at least a half hour during the photo session. (He is well aware of my whining and complaining) ;-) This would be hard for me, but I finally agreed to only thirty minutes of silence, to begin after I was completely tied up and secured. Oh the things we girls have to do for our man...
Dan said he wanted to take a series of bondage pictures, again something I've never agreed to in the past. My son had told us both earlier that day, that he and his friends were going to be out of town, and wouldn't be back until tomorrow afternoon sometime. That worked out great since my son's room or better yet, his doorway was where Dan was going to take the pictures.
Now my son's room is at the other side of our house. Dan decided that he wanted to use my sons pullup bar, mounted at the top of his doorway to tie me to. He then instructed me to put on my tan thigh highs and my natural color high heels, nothing more and come to my sons bedroom. Oh, and he ask me to bring my black sleeping mask along too. I was to be tied up and blindfolded for this bondage picture set. Good thing I was being paid well!
After taking a nice hot shower and doing some trimming and landscaping, I put on my new body glitter I'd just purchased and slipped into my stockings and heels. When I arrived at my son's doorway, Dan was already there and waiting.
He used our silk scarfs to bind my wrists, one at a time to each end of my son's chin up bar. He had installed a couple of medium sized brass hooks into the bottom of the door casing. Using a rope, he tied my ankles, one to each side of his doorframe. My sons bathroom is right next to his bedroom, and has an entrance from both the hall and his bedroom.
After Dan was sure I was securely tied, and with my blindfold in place, and again after I'd promised to keep quiet, my husband went on to take a number of pictures of me in different poses and positions you know, the usual damsel in distress look, with facial expressions of sadness, fear, horror and all. A helpless and struggling woman...whatever!
After forty or so pictures, with lots of demands instruction and guidance from my hubby, we both heard the front door open, we could hear my son, his best friend Jake and a couple of other boys talking and laughing as they entered the house. Oh crap, now this wasn't supposed to happen!
Quickly I thought about telling Dan to go and head them off. Stop them Immediately! Then I remembered my promise and our agreement. Hum what was I going to do, was I going to give up a Ruth Chris steak dinner, or was I going to chance my son and his friends seeing me completely naked and tied up and blindfolded?
I knew my son and most of his friends have already seen me, well not all but most of me anyways. My pajama's, nightgowns and baby doll sleepers aren't exactly see thru proof, ah their actually pretty sheer. But I'm positive none of them have ever seen me like this before for sure!
I listened intently, wondering if my husband would try and head the boys off before they headed towards my son's bedroom. Maybe the boys had just stopped by to use the restroom, or maybe for something to eat? Maybe my son would be the only one stopping by his room.
After a minute or so, it was quiet, very quiet. I didn't know if they had already left or what the hell was going on. I listened intently. Finally I decided to whisper Dan's name, I knew I was taking a chance on our agreement, but what else could I do. I did so without any reply, hum. I stood there perfectly still, waiting. I was nervous yet kind of excited.
