Closing the deal - Part 1
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It has been a busy few months. Not long after Jesse's birthday, we got another
gift to be happy about. My K1 visa. I moved in with Jesse and her family, found
a nice job in the United States and got lucky enough to find a really nice house
for a reasonable price. Within 3 months, Jesse and I were married and living
together.
The wedding was a normal wedding, nothing spectacular. Jesse had always hoped
for a big formal wedding, but I was rather glad that it was just a small wedding
without too much hassle. I know I love Jesse with all my heart and Jesse loves
me with all her heart. The marriage could've waited if not for the visa
requirements. But at least now things were official.
We moved our stuff over to the house, bought some furniture and we were settling
nicely. All was well except that with everything that has been going on, we
didn't find much time to play bondage games.
The end of Jesse's Summer break was nearing. Only a week to go and finally we
had some time for ourselves. Jesse and I were sitting at the dinner table,
enjoying our meal. The first few times we tried to cook were very messy, but
practice makes perfect and today we had put some effort into it. I had lit a
couple of candles, closed the curtains and put a nice bottle of wine on the
table.
While eating, we kept gazing at each other, enjoying each others company and
talked. Jesse didn't say much. She was thinking and struggling with some
thoughts.
Eventually she talked about her thoughts. ``Sweetie? Do you remember that deal
we made 2 years ago where you would try to kick your Internet addiction?'' Jesse
said. A grin came to my face. ``You mean the one where if I succeeded, you would
eventually spend 4 days in your straitjacket?'' I replied. Jesse nodded quietly.
I looked deeply into her eyes. Jesse smiled playfully, and her eyes were
practically sparkling green. ``That's 72 hours in your straitjacket within 4
days time, if I recall our deal correctly'', I said. Jesse nodded again. I
grinned at her. ``I'd like to get it over with sweetie. This is my last week off
before I'll be swamped with homework again for another semester and I know how
much you've been looking forward to finishing our deal'', Jesse said.
I thought about it. We had been talking about the 4 days in a straitjacket deal
fairly often before we started living together. This was a good time to go
through with it. I only saw one problem. The deal had an extra clause where if
she would spend the 72 hours in her straitjacket, I would be at her mercy for 24
hours afterwards. At the time, that was a big part of the deal. Nowadays when we
played, I didn't even have my safeword anymore because I couldn't help using it
whenever I wanted. It enabled me to top from the bottom so we had decided to
throw the safeword overboard for me. Jesse wasn't as much into restraints as I
was, so she still had her safeword and her limits. But her asking for the 4 days
in her straitjacket had surprised me.
That's one reason why I married her. She always manages to surprise me and isn't
very predictable. ``We don't really have time for the full 24 hours of you
having me at your mercy afterwards though'', I mentioned. Jesse replied: ``I
know, and that sucks. But you will owe me those 24 hours and can make it up some
other way.''
We talked things over and agreed on the basic rules for Jesse's 72 hours: Within
4 days, Jesse would have to spend 72 hours in her straitjacket. Only full hours
in the straitjacket count and she would have no safeword for getting out of the
straitjacket. All her other limits still applied though.
I'm not sure if she realized fully what she was getting into, but it would be
fun to make it happen. I don't get the opportunity to restrain her often and I
was not about to let it go to waste.
After we put the dishes into the dishwasher, it was time to get started. Jesse
went to the restroom while I got out her leather straitjacket and a bottle of
massage oil.
Jesse undressed and laid down on the bed while I gave her a long massage to
loosen up her back, shoulders, neck and arms. While massaging, I gave her the
occasional kiss in her neck to get her squirming. Jesse was getting exited and
hot and within minutes we were locked in a passionate embrace.
I broke the embrace and picked up Jesse's straitjacket and held it open for her.
She looked at me pleadingly. ``Can I at least wear underwear and pants?'' Jesse
pleaded. Already she was trying to influence me. ``Sure, what would you like to
wear?'' I responded. That wasn't what she expected and she smiled. She looked at
me and shook her head. ``You decide for me'', she said. I had hoped she'd say
that and got her tightest thong leotard from her wardrobe, together with a tight
pair of black/blue Polo Sports leggings. She let out a small groan and put on
the thong leotard.
The thong leotard was tight. Custom made out of velvety lycra in a white tiger
pattern, it had long sleeves, a zipper in the back and a sturdy and almost cruel
thong back. I helped Jesse with her zipper and she started plucking at the thong
in order to get it as comfortable as possible.
I shifted the part covering her pussy aside and slowly pushed my finger into her
sex, noticing the wetness. Jesse let out a small and happy sigh and mover her
body towards my hand. I withdrew my finger and gently put two loaded ben-wa
balls inside her. These balls had a small weight inside each ball which would
shift the ball whenever she moved. Jesse liked them, but not for too long as
they were torturous. She didn't complain for now and started shifting her legs a
little. ``Stop that sweetie!'', I said and she blushed a deep red.
Jesse put on the leggings as I handed them to her. They fitted her perfectly and
she looked great. With her arms outstretched, she stepped into her black leather
straitjacket that I was holding out for her. I smoothed the leather and buckled
up the belts in the back nice and tight. 6 straps held the straitjacket on her
from her neck down to her butt. She crossed her arms across her chest and drew
them through the frontal loop of her straitjacket. I buckled her sleeves behind
her back as tightly as they would go, then buckled the loop around her arms in
front tightly.
She flexed her arms and couldn't move them much at all. Only a slight twitching
was all she could do. Finally, I buckled the two straps between her legs tightly
and rechecked every strap again, making sure it was nice and tight. On by one, I
locked each strap with a small padlock. Jesse was not going to get out anytime
soon. We both had played with our straitjackets often enough to know that once
it was strapped on properly, there was no escape.
``How are you doing my love?'' I asked her. Jesse twirled around and grinned
evilly at me: ``Very very horny. Aren't you going to do something about that?''
``Make me'', I teased. Jesse leaned against me, trying to push me towards our
bed. I wrapped my arms around her and stepped around her, pushing her rather
forcefully the bed. Straddling her, I gave her a passionate kiss on the mouth
and started to nibble on her ear. She shivered in lust. ``I love you so much
sweetie'', she whispered.
She kept squirming to try and get a little more friction from the ben-wa balls,
trying to see if she could put herself over the edge. She got close, but not
close enough and eventually she gave up and relaxed her body while I was still
kissing and nibbling.
I rolled over to my back and lifted her so that I was underneath her and she was
straddling me. With my head lying on the pillow, I gazed at her. She looked
awesome. Her long hair in a ponytail hanging over her shoulder, the look of
smoldering lust in her eyes, a few loose wild hairs hanging all over the place,
tight and smooth leather holding her upper body and arms encased and shiny and
smooth lycra covering her legs.
I smiled at her and didn't move at all and just kept staring at her. ``Now
what?'' she said teasingly. ``71 hours, 47 minutes and 15 seconds to go'' I
replied as I took a quick look at my watch. She squeezed her legs around me and
struggled a little in vain in her straitjacket.
Jesse couldn't help but squirm, grinding her crotch against me in order to
stimulate herself. Seeing her like this had my hormones pumping and I stood up,
lifting Jesse from the bed and placing her right next to the bed, facing it. I
undressed and sat down on the edge of the bed, with my dick pointing straight at
Jesse's face. She knew what I wanted, opened her mouth wide and put her mouth
around my cock. Gently she licked and sucked at a slow pace, bringing me near
climax and skillfully keeping me right on the edge for several minutes.
I enjoyed the feeling and caressed her hair and neck with my hand, while making
sure she couldn't move her head away at all. Eventually I told her to make me
cum and she did a great job of that. I didn't let her move her head so that she
had to swallow my cum. She grimaced slightly as she swallowed and then licked my
cock clean.
Satisfied, I let go of Jesse's head and lifted her on the bed. As I wrapped my
arms around her, I kissed her passionately on the mouth. Using the remote, I
started the VCR to finally watch The Truman Show. It's one of the movies that
Jesse does not want to see since she hates Jim Carrey. Now she wouldn't be able
to do much about it.
When she saw what movie I we were going to watch, she started to protest rather
loudly and complain. She shifted her position to straddle me again so I wouldn't
be able to see the movie either.
"Okay sweetie. I know you don't want to see this movie, but you can either lie
in my arms quietly and watch the movie with me, or I will gag you and lock you
down in the basement", I told her sternly. "You wouldn't dare!" she replied, and
continued: "You know you need my permission to gag me and the basement is still
a mess."
She was right of course, but I wasn't going to let that stop me. Jesse's limits
are that she can't stand gags and hogties and so I can't use those on her unless
she gives me permission to use them on her. The basement was not finished yet.
Everything we hadn't unpacked yet was there in one part of it. The other part of
the basement was bare. We had just removed the paint and the carpeting last
week. The electrical wiring, ceilings and doors were done, but that was all. I
had been planning on working on the two basement rooms that were to become our
play area during the week, but I could handle having Jesse at my side for
inspiration.
Jesse grinned as she thought she had me in a corner. ``Don't say I didn't warn
you. Now move out of my view and stop interrupting the movie or you'll pay'', I
told her.
With a big fake pout and a snarl, she climbed off of me and snuggled against me
into my arm, staring defiantly at me. Within minutes, she was wriggling with her
legs again in order to stimulate the ben-wa balls inside her. I tapped her thigh
to motion to stop moving and got a glare in return. Two minutes later, she
started squirming once again and I again motioned her to stop moving and that I
was watching the movie.
``This is torture!'', She spoke out another few minutes later, ``I can't stand
these balls inside me. Please take them out sweetie. Please?''
``I told you to be quiet and warned you about the consequences'', I said. I
paused the VCR an stood up.
I took two leather belts and grabbed Jesse's left leg. I folded the leg and
wrapped one belt around her thigh and ankle and buckled it tightly. I did the
same with her other leg. Jesse struggled to try and kick her legs free and
fought me all the way, but within seconds, her legs were both bound.
``No please, don't. I'll be quiet. Please let me go sweetie?'' Jesse pleaded,
using her cute puppydog eyes on me to soften me up. I looked at her and sat back
down on the bed again. ``Just this once I'll let it slide. But now you're doubly
warned. One move or one sound and it's the gag and basement for you'', I growled
playfully at her.
She whispered so that I could barely hear it... ``Sucker...'', and asked:
``Please untie my legs so I can watch the movie with you sweetie''. In my right
hand I took the ballgag that was lying on the bedstand and I rolled over,
kissing Jesse deeply on the mouth. I wrapped my left hand around her head and
continued the kiss. Jesse closed her eyes and enjoyed the kiss. As I moved my
head away, I held the ball against her lips and strapped the gag tightly against
her face. She immediately closed her mouth and tried to keep the ball out of her
mouth. I lifted her shoulders off the bed with the hand that was holding on to
the straps and gently pulled her head back by her ponytail with the other hand,
forcing her head backwards until she cried out and the ball slipped into her
mouth.
I pulled the straps tightly and locked the buckle with a padlock. Jesse was
furious and glared at me. She tried to talk and yell but only a muffled and
unrecognizable stream of mutterings left her mouth. I kissed her on the lips and
said: ``I love you sweetie, but you were warned. No matter how much of a sucker
I am, you're in trouble. Now stop making noise and don't move and I might have
some mercy on you.''
Jesse didn't stop and continued to try and make as much noise as she could and
tried to hit me with her knees. I stood up and put the helpless girl over my
shoulder. She struggled, but could only move her legs a little and couldn't
prevent me from carrying her downstairs to the furthest room in the basement. I
flipped on the light switch, opened the door to the empty room and put Jesse
down on the floor in the middle of the room. The floor wasn't dirty, but it was
rough.
After I gave her a kiss, I told her that I would be back after the movie. Jesse
howled into her gag as she didn't want to be left alone in the basement like
this. ``Don't say I didn't warn you sweetie'', I said as I closed the door and
flipped the light switch to off, leaving her in the dark.
I felt guilty as hell while I was watching the movie. Jesse wasn't used to a gag
so the 90 minutes were probably very difficult for her. But there was so much
time left to keep her in her straitjacket. If I went soft on her now, she'd only
call me a sucker again. I wanted to prove to myself that I could resist those
begging eyes and her complaining. Recalling how she had gone overboard on
keeping me gagged and restrained for her birthday, I felt a little more at ease.
The movie wasn't all that good as I couldn't concentrate enough to really watch
it.
Meanwhile, Jesse was squirming and struggling in the dark. Those balls were
getting more and more annoying and less and less arousing but she still couldn't
help herself but struggle. She bit down hard on the gag, trying to see if she
could somehow bite through it. She fought against the leather of the
straitjacket in the hope it might somehow give in. And her legs fought against
the leather belts holding them folded. The struggling fanned the flames of
arousal given to her by the balls and the thong leotard.
She was mad. She was very angry that I blatantly ignored her limits like this.
She started thinking about revenge and making me pay for it. She wanted out of
her restraints and wanted to make me pay. She swore to herself that she would
never let me restrain her again.
The thong was getting more and more annoying by the minute and she just couldn't
stop squirming. The cold floor, the dark, the tight restraints, the squirming...
It was so frustrating, yet arousing in a way.
As time slowly passed, the anger made place for feelings of fear. What if she
would be left in here like this? What if something happened to me. What if a
friend popped by? What if the house was on fire? Slowly, instead of being angry
at me, she wanted me to return. She needed me to get out. The dark and eerie
silence were getting on her nerves more and more.
As her fear, frustration and desperation built up, she continued to squirm and
struggle with all her might. Finally, a wave of panic washed over her and almost
at the same time, an orgasm followed. The orgasm slowly subsided, as did her
panic. She relaxed a little and calmed down. ``Bill won't leave me here long. He
knows I can't handle a gag and that I'm a little claustrophobic. He'll be here
soon...''
Calmer, she continued to squirm and struggle a little and managed to calm down.
She decided to try and sleep in order to pass the time. She was proud of being
able to sleep under almost any circumstance so she wasn't going to let her
current predicament stop her.
It was a frustrating hour, but eventually she started to drift off into a
restless sleep, filled with nasty dreams. The wine she had earlier helped making
her sleep a little more solid and after tossing and turning for another 15
minutes, she was soundly asleep.
When I finally went downstairs after the movie was done, I opened the door
carefully and looked in on her. When I saw she was asleep, I felt a little
better. She wasn't doing too badly, which gave me the time to prepare another
surprise. With a marker, I marked several points near where she was lying on her
back. On both sides of her neck, right above her head, next to her upper arms,
on both sides of her waist and right below her crotch.
I then unlocked the ball gag from her head and released her legs. It wasn't long
before her legs slowly stretched out in her sleep. I marked on the floor where
her legs ended before I carefully picked her up and took her upstairs to the
bed.
I was very careful and gentle, but still it amazed me that Jesse didn't wake up
while I carried her around. Once I put her down on the bed, I went back to the
basement and got out my tools. I drilled holes in the cement at all the places I
had marked earlier and screwed big eyebolts into each hole. Then I took an old
mattress we were going to throw out and cut openings in it for the eyebolts so I
could place it on the cement floor, with the eyebolts sticking through it.
When I was done, I joined Jesse in bed. I gazed at her while I was falling
towards dreamland. She looked so peaceful...
End of part 1
