Will Henry - The Passionate Prisoners

"During this time I could hear him hammering and doing some work of some sort, but it wasn't until later that I discovered that he had been fastening a couple of pulleys to one of the beams in the cottage ceiling. Finally I was untied and while still masked and gagged was led to a position directly under the pulleys. Jeff tied my gloved wrists together very securely, and then tied that rope to another rope strung over one of the pulleys.

"Of course, I didn't realize what was happening until my arms suddenly started pulling upward. A moment later, I was standing barely on tiptoe and every muscle of my body was pulled taut. Since I couldn't make a sound, I tried to protest by shaking my head but of course he wasn't deterred by that. My legs were free but not for long. Taking a two-foot-long metal bar with leather cuffs at each end, he quickly snapped the cuffs around my ankles which left my booted legs spread in a wide inverted V. Boy, did I feel helpless, vulnerable, and uncomfortable!

"Without further ado, he proceeded to pull my leather dress up completely to my waist, securing it there with a belt around my waist.

Realizing how much I was exposing myself, I would have screamed if it weren't for the gag. As it was, I had no choice but to stand there blushing and feeling horribly immodest. Once he had me trussed up to his satisfaction, completely helpless and exposed, he started tormenting me with his hands. He even took a leather riding crop and starting smacking my bottom with it, rather lightly and just enough to make me all warm and itchy back there. He continually kept his fingers between my legs while he was doing that, and it wasn't long before he had me in a frenzy.

"I was just dying for him to take me right then and there, and was wishing he would remove the gag so I could tell him so. But he didn't have to be told what I wanted. In a few moments I suddenly felt his hard thing brushing against me and realized that he intended to take me from behind! The idea of being possessed from behind like that, as if I were some kind of animal, while all tied up and gagged, was intensely humiliating, but at the same time almost unbelievably exciting. Of course, there wasn't a thing I could do to stop him. Suddenly I felt that powerful, rock-hard muscle separating the lips of my vulva and sliding forcefully into my vagina. Gripping my breasts firmly, almost roughly, he began pumping back and forth with vigorous thrusts that nearly took my breath away. It was rough, raw, almost savage sex, and I was nearly crazy with excitement although I was intensely uncomfortable in so many ways I lost track of them. We both came with a wild spasm.

"We both needed some time to recover our bearings after that, and took time out long enough to go out for dinner. When we got back, Jeff had me change into an outfit consisting only of my long kid gloves, black garter belt, black stockings, and knee-length high-heeled boots. When I asked him what he had in mind, he told me he bad an idea that was even wilder than the first. I didn't see how that was possible, but I soon found out!

"To keep me in the dark about his plans, once again the mask-helmet was fitted over my head. He then tied my wrists behind my back, and had me sit on a cushion on the floor with my legs extended. He then fastened leather cuffs around each ankle. Up to that time, it all seemed very simple to me but I of course had no way of knowing that those leather cuffs at my ankles were attached to ropes strung over the pulleys in the ceiling!

"When my feet started moving upward, I suddenly realized what he intended to do! Up I went, feet first! Hardly before I realized what was happening, I was strung up feet first with my head completely off the floor! It's a good thing that cottage was in a rather isolated spot, because I'm sure you could have heard me screaming for blocks. Feeling my entire body swinging to-and-fro like that, I had never felt so helpless and downright terrified in my life.

"Despite my screams I was pulled up until my head was a good three feet off the floor, and the ropes were fastened to leave me in that position.

Boy, was I strung up like an animal in the slaughterhouse! My legs were pulled apart in a slightly uncomfortable and horribly immodest fashion, but I was too petrified to be thinking about my modesty at such a time.

"He stepped up in front of me and I could tell that he had removed his clothing. Seeing me in that position had given him an erection and I suddenly felt that hard thing of his brushing against my lips!! He said nothing and, to my complete surprise, quickly pressed his face down between my legs and started licking my vulva!! He used his fingers to spread me well apart, and my whole body shuddered convulsively as I felt his tongue on my clitoris.

"Although I had never done such a thing before in my life,. I quickly opened my mouth and started working his hard muscle between my lips and teeth. It wasn't easy in that position, but I soon had my mouth bulging with rock-hard cock. He was sucking me and I was soon reciprocating.

Imagine me, that prim little schoolteacher, strung up like an animal and sucking like crazy on bone-hard masculine cock!! I felt wild, almost depraved, and could hardly believe it was really me. I soon creamed with by far the wildest orgasm I had ever had, and about the same time he gave me a real mouthful.

"We spent the remainder of that weekend trying out other bondage positions and stunts. After that, I was a confirmed bondage addict and so was Jeff. These days, the two of us consider bondage and sex synonymous."

Insofar as spanking and related forms of physical punishment are concerned, bondage fans fall into two principal groups: nonspankers and spankers. A third group might be classified as mild spankers. Although many bondage fans are nonspankers, some of them outspokenly so, bondage and spanking are such closely related subjects that it is impossible to consider one without the other. A brief analysis will clarify the reason for this relationship.

To-state the matter in simple terms, it all depends on where one starts.

Let's take the case of two hypothetical individuals, X and Y. X starts out as a bondage fan. Y starts out as a spanking fan. Granted, it is somewhat unlikely that X will become a spanking fan. But what about Y?

Isn't bondage such a logical, and sometimes even necessary, feature of spanking that it's quite likely that Y will also wind up as a bondage fan? The fact is that many spanking fans have become bondage fans.

Until somewhat recently, the erotic implications of spanking have been muted or misunderstood. However, the era of the sexual revolution has seen an increasing interest in, and understanding of, erotic spanking.

Today, many married couples and other adults employ erotic spanking as a regular form of sexual foreplay, having discovered that their sexual ardor is considerably increased by the prior application of the paddle or strap.

The following case histories will illustrate the connection between bondage and spanking.

Case History No. 3

Even though she secretly loved dressing in kinky, fetish-style clothing, Brenda Sanders nevertheless blushed a little as she inspected herself in the bedroom of her Dallas apartment. The shapely twenty-three-year-old secretary was wearing a long-sleeved white blouse, tight-fitting micro-mini made of black leather and hemmed to end just below her hips, sheer, black nylon stockings neatly rolled to leave an enticing gap of about four inches of bare thigh, and custom-made black patent pumps with four-inch tapering spike heels. Every detail of the costume was designed to bring out and emphasize the attractive brunette's sensuous young figure. She was wearing no bra, and the form-fitting and diaphanous white blouse left her firm, lush breasts fully on display and bulging against the front of the blouse like two young melons. The ultra-short leather skirt and rolled black stockings, together with the spike heels, were all designed to enhance the appearance of Brenda's long, smooth, and shapely legs.