My Adventures into Wonderland- A Story of Bondage and Submission

First time mild bondage and submission threesome

By Irish Eyes

I had been seeing Mark for awhile, meeting for some hot, naked fun whenever he could visit. Of course, like so many men, he was married, and had no sex in his marriage, but we seemed to meet each other's needs nicely. We had a wonderful time when we got together- exploring each other's bodies with hands, mouths, and all of our parts!

I was still seeing other guys at other times; I just love men!! I had really decreased my inhibitions and tried several new things with my men. Then, I started thinking about trying something entirely new. Although I had never done anything about it, somewhere in the back of my mind (where all great fantasies arise!) was the suggestion that I might like to try a little role-playing. I knew that I didn't get into pain. I have been spanked a few times, by different men, but it didn't really do much for me. I felt a little excitement but it was only because the guy got into it, and what excites him, excites me. But the pain didn't turn me on. I'd also seen videos and pictures of some bondage/role-playing but the intricate restraint systems just looked uncomfortable to me and a little silly. (I know there are people that really enjoy that, but it isn't what I'm into- to each, his/her own!). But the idea of not really having control intrigued me. I am a very independent, strong-willed, very intellectual, very out-spoken woman. I love control!! I am not dominant in my sexual relationships, but neither am I totally submissive. I prefer an equal power level, but really love a man in charge overall. I like to initiate some sexual play, I like to direct some of the play, and I like to ride on top sometimes. But I want a man who knows what he is doing, knows what he wants, and loves to enjoy my body and mind. I have met a few submissive men and they didn't do much for me, so I avoid them.

Now, some people describe the relationship of a bondage situation as feeling "helpless". But for me, I don't think "helpless" would be the feeling for me. I would be interested in feeling that I didn't have control in the situation. Of course, as I thought about this more and more, I kept running into the conflict in my mind. I love control, but I'm actually thinking about giving up control nearly completely in a sexual situation. It scares me, and it excites me at the same time. What if it really doesn't excite me that much? What if I get too freaked out by the experience? What if it is nothing like my fantasy- have I given up an amazing fantasy for a lukewarm reality?? And of course, there are all the practical questions (being such a control-freak, I have to think about them). Who would I pick to do this with? How would I ensure that I wouldn't get hurt (in any real way)? What kind of blindfold should be used? What kind of restraints? How do we work out the ground rules? My only experience is a little light bondage with my ex-husband (back when we actually had sex) but he wasn't good at role playing, so it just felt odd, but not particularly exciting. Off and on, over the years, I have put myself into a virtual bondage state by grabbing onto the rails of my brass headboard, effectively not allowing myself to use my hands (but, of course, I could have let go whenever I wanted to).

A friend with whom I've had extensive chatting suggested a scenario with me wearing a blindfold and him coming into the room and starting to play with me. An important part of the scenario was that, not only could I not see the man, I wouldn't be allowed to speak at all until after my first orgasm. I don't know which idea excited me or scared me more- not being able to see, or not being able to speak. I mean, I am a highly visual person; eye contact is such a major part of my relationship with anyone, and especially a sexual encounter. At the same time, I am intensely verbal. I love to talk, love to interact with people, have intellectual conversations, ask my partner what he likes and tell him what I love. This scenario takes all of that away!! I would have to trust my partner completely.

So, after rolling the idea around in my head for a while (and doing a little research, as I always do), I decided to take the first step. I thought Mark would be a good partner since we already had a relationship, we knew each other's body fairly well, and he had had some experience with role-playing, bondage, etc. I felt I could trust him, but I knew we would have to find some ground rules first.

I met with Mark one day over coffee for him, tea for me. I had already brought up the idea a little chatting on line, so it wasn't a complete surprise. I didn't want him falling off the chair in Starbucks!! We discussed some ideas, some ground rules, and some scenarios- although, since I was going to be blindfolded and possibly tied up, I wasn't going to get to know all the scenarios ahead of time. I really would have to go into it blind!! I told Mark my concerns and fears, as well as telling him that the idea really excited me. I could tell from the gleam in his eye that it was exciting him, too. I didn't want to be too obvious and check to see if there was a bulge in his pants, but I was pretty suspicious. We came up with a safe word- a word that I could use if I wanted the playing to stop if I felt too uncomfortable or scared. I told him the things I didn't want- mainly pain. I felt a gag would be very uncomfortable, so there would only be the mental constraint of me not being about to speak. So, even though I was giving up a lot of control, I felt comfortable that there were limits on what we would do.

So, we set it up. Of course, we had to have a private place, with no interruptions, with all of the appropriate toys and supplies available. We decided a hotel room would be best, so Mark made the arrangements. I packed some sexy lingerie and an appropriate (fairly sexy) outfit to change into when I got there. On the day of the event, Mark text-messaged me the room number at the hotel. He told me to pick up the key at the desk, go into the room, change into the clothes I brought, put on the blindfold, and sit on the edge of the bed. He would find me.

I got the text-message, and immediately became aroused!! My heartbeat increased and my mind was racing with all the thoughts of what might happen. The unknown aspects of this adventure were starting to excite me as well as create a little anxiety. I managed to drive myself to the hotel and get the key at the desk. I found the hotel room and entered. The room was empty, but I saw that Mark had already been there. I saw that he had brought a small bag, supposedly with toys, etc. but I decided not to look inside. I knew that Mark would be back soon (I thought maybe he had gone to the bar or the coffee shop to wait for me to get ready- I could just imagine how he was feeling!!), so I quickly changed clothes. I put on a black bra and my black Victoria Secret panties. I didn't have any thigh-high stockings, so I had bare legs (I didn't think Mark would mind too much). I put on a black dress, cut low in front, with spaghetti straps crisscrossing the back, low cut down to my lumbar spine!! My Wanton Harlot dress!! I took out the black blindfold that I had bought and carefully placed it over my eyes as I sat down on the bed. By now, my heart was about to jump out of my chest!! I took a few deep breaths, focusing on trying to relax a little. I let go of my fear a little and started embracing my acceptance of the situation, whatever might come.

As I sat on the bed, trying to calm myself, I heard the card key in the door. I certainly hoped it was Mark!! I heard him move into the room, but he didn't speak. I felt him move closer to me- my hearing and other senses straining for information in the absence of my vision. Then, when I was almost holding my breath, I felt a hand touch my cheek. I instinctively turned my face toward his hand. His hand brushed my cheek and I felt him making sure that the blindfold was secure. I felt his lips brush my lips and my head tipped up to meet him as well. His lips gently flirted with my mouth, kissing with a feather light touch, and then kissing my face and my neck, nearly driving me over the edge just with that. Sensing that I was rapidly becoming excited, Mark (or whoever had come into the room) backed off a bit. Then, I heard his zipper being unzipped. I felt his cock brush my lips and I opened my mouth to start licking him. He was already hard (not surprising, since I'm sure he was enjoying this encounter as much as I was). I licked, and sucked, sliding my tongue around his cock. I started to reach my hands up to touch him, but he pushed them back down by my side without a word. Then, I felt him move back again and I just sat there waiting to see what was next. A few minutes went by and I heard him opening his travel bag. The next thing I felt was some cloth being rubbed against the skin on my arm. I felt him lift up the dress I was wearing and carefully lift it over my head (making sure not to dislodge the blindfold). His hands brushed my breasts and I felt myself arching against his hands, begging for his touch. As the dress was lifted away, his hands start exploring my body touching my arms, shoulders, and my breasts through my bra. He presses me down onto the bed and his hands wander down my hips and down the sides of my legs. This is all non-sexual touching, and I am so hot I can hardly stand it!! I feel him sliding me further onto the bed, closer to the head of the bed. More kisses on my mouth, and down to my breasts. His hands reach around my back and unfasten my bra, sliding it off of my shoulders and exposing my breasts. I feel him licking and sucking my breasts, lightly pinching my nipples. I arch my back again, feeling the pressure starting to grow in my pussy. Mark (I think) is reading me like a book, letting me get aroused, but not too much too fast. He doesn't want me to come yet; he wants to have this go on for a while!!

He moves away from my breasts and reaches for my right hand. In a moment, I feel a soft cloth slip around my wrist and then I feel my arm being stretched out as he ties the restraint down to the bed. Oh, my!!! I have to clench my teeth not to say anything. He moves to the other side and I feel my left arm being restrained in the same manner. It is all tight enough that I can't move my arms or upper body, but it is not uncomfortable. His hands and his mouth explore my body a bit more, as I strain a little against the bonds. I feel my panties being pulled off and I am totally exposed, naked and restrained. I feel Mark move away from me slightly and hear him rummaging in his bag. In a moment, I am totally surprised to hear Mark zip up his zipper, open the hotel room door, and then close the door. I realize after a moment of my heart pounding that I am left in the room alone. Okay, I know I said I trusted him, but have I made a horrible mistake!??

I wait for what seems like a very long time (probably only a few minutes). I'm naked and exposed. Of course, I test my bonds again to see if I can get loose, but they are secure. My blindfold is equally secure and I can't see anything. Again, I try to calm myself down. I know that I have taken a risk, but I feel sure that it will be okay. I just don't know how or when. Over and over, anxiety rises in me, flooding my mind, and I keep trying to take deep breaths and think clearly. I finally realize that there really is nothing I can do right now. I must wait to see what happens. I find myself accepting this, even though it is so foreign to me. I have no other choice. I start to relax a little, now waiting more patiently. I'm not uncomfortable, just not in control!!

I hear the card key in the door again and hear someone come in. Again, I hope it is Mark and not a housekeeper!! LOL.. I hear movement and some rustling of clothing. Someone is sitting on the bed next to me and I feel his hand start to explore my body, touching my arms, breasts, belly, and legs. I hear a vibrator being turned on and I hear the sound of a plastic container being opened. Lube, I think. Hands slide my legs apart and I feel the cool touch of the vibrator against my pussy. Not directly on my clitoris, but making circles in the vicinity, getting closer slowly. I feel weight on the bed near my arms and again a cock is placed near my mouth. I start sucking and licking. OMG, it suddenly occurs to me that there are two men in the room!!! This is not the same cock I had earlier. OMG!!! I did not expect this. I haven't planned for this. I don't know what to do!!! The vibrator is still circling, stimulating me, but my head is spinning!! Mark seems to understand what I have realized (even though I'm still not allowed to speak). He moves the vibrator away and gently massages my hip as if to tell me not to worry. I feel both men moving their hands over me. One hand (who knows whose) slides between my legs and starts stroking me. My hips rise up to press against the hand and I feel him pressing me back down. Fingers pinch my nipples again followed by a mouth and I try to buck against the hand on my pussy as I feel the nearly electric shock from my nipple to my clit. I can't move. Someone's mouth moves down to my pussy and starts exploring. Fingers are slipped into my soaking wet pussy. A small vibrator slips into my ass. I start to fall into my first orgasm, the mouth and the fingers move away leaving me dangling on the edge. Agghhhhhh!!! I almost scream in frustration and remember I'm not allowed to speak (however, moans and squeaks have been coming from me for some time!!).

I feel a cock at my mouth again (Mark's again- I can tell the difference, although I still don't know who the other man is) and I start licking and sucking him.. I feel my legs being spread and a cock at my vaginal opening. We had agreed before in the arrangements that Mark would wear a condom (I always believe in Safer Sex), but I have no idea if this man is using one! I feel his cock head slide along my slit, getting wet from all the juices. His cock slowly starts to slide into my pussy. I'm extremely wet and he could probably slide in faster, but he is purposefully going slowly. He starts thrusting a little deeper on each slow stroke. I am sucking Mark's cock and being fucked by an unknown man at the same time. OMG, I always wanted a threesome, but never knew it would be today and like this!! Mark moves away, sliding his hands along my body again. Always someone's hand is on me, I just don't know whose. The pace of the thrusting speeds up and I am hit with my first orgasm. My vaginal muscles spasm uncontrollably around this man's cock and I feel his spasm in turn. Before I have a chance to catch my breath, I feel his cock slip out of me and it is replaced by Mark's cock. Mark is thicker and usually has to slide into me gradually, but this time, I am so wet and so hot, he fills me completely in one thrust. He lifts up my hips and I feel a pillow slipping under my hips. This puts me at an angle which puts unbelievable pressure against my clit and I can feel his cock deep into my vagina. In another moment, the little vibrator is back in my ass. Mark starts fucking me, hard and fast and I explode, over and over again. I feel his climax take over and my vaginal muscles are emptying him.

I am exhausted physically, mentally, emotionally from the encounter. I cannot move, even if I weren't restrained. The pillow is moved from under my hips and I sink into the bed. I feel the guys gently loosen the restraints on my arms and release me. They lie down next to me, one on each side, gently stroking my body. I hear Mark whisper, "Would you like me to take the blindfold off?" I nod and he gently unties it. As it slips off, my eyes adjust to the lighting in the room. I have been blindfolded for some time and it takes a moment. I see Mark smiling at me, and then I turn to see who the other man is. It's my other friend, John, a man I've seen before, but had never known that he would want to do something like this. He smiles back and asks me if I enjoyed myself. I still can't speak, not from any restraint, but because I am speechless. I nod yes.

We all decide to rest for a while, but the room is reserved for the night and it's not over yet!! We are just gathering our energy for some more fun. I can not believe how erotic the whole experience has been, letting go of control in that way. It was a little like walking through the Looking Glass and finding myself in a completely different world. This may have been my first time, but I have a feeling it won't be the last time I do this. --

The End