Harness ball-gagged - illustrated self bondage story

Getting the gag in was the easy part...

Brenda opened up the package earlier that came to her door. She saw the UPS guy drive away, and figured that’s where it came from. But it was strange that it wasn't labeled at all. Once opened, she excitedly took out all the items. A wide leather belt with rings on the sides, 2 leather wrist cuffs, 2 narrower leather belts, and this wonderful gag. Did someone know her self bondage secret, her lust to be helplessly bound and gagged? The only thing left was a small paper with directions on how she was to attach the contents to her body. Her desire to be tied up took over and she rushed to her bedroom.

She stripped naked and began by sliding the blue ballgag in her mouth. She could barely get it past her teeth. But it popped into place and pushed her tongue down. Her mouth was completely filled and not a sound could be heard. She continued buckling up the rest of the buckles until there was no way that she could ever push that gag out of her mouth. Her jaw was clamped down on the rubber ball and she let out a low moan from the wonderful feeling it created.

She put the wrist straps on and then the wide belt around her waist just like the directions said. She then sat down on her bed and put one of the smaller leather straps around her legs just above the knees. The other was to be made into a loop to be slid up her arms behind her back. She had done something similar in the past with rope so she knew how to work it up there. She also saw that the directions mentioned some padlocks.

In the bottom of the box, there were 3 locks with a set of keys. She attached one to the ring on the wide belt in front of her, basically locking the belt onto her body. In bold letters at the bottom the note said, "THE LAST THING TO DO IS SLIDE THE BELT UP YOUR ARMS BEHIND YOUR BACK, THEN GET THE REMAINING 2 PADLOCKS AND LOCK YOUR WRISTS TO THE SIDE OF THE BELT!"

She managed to wiggle the belt up her arms so they rested just above her elbows. This made her chest stick out and her firm breasts stood at attention. There was no denying that her 36D implants were money well spent. She felt her nipples getting hard.

As she looked around, she grabbed the locks, one in each hand, and carefully used her fingers to attach her wrists to the belt. She leaned over one way and used the bed to keep the lock in place while she maneuvered her fingers to line up the lock then leaned on it to latch it. Holding the keys in one hand, she then did the same for the other side. Then rolled onto her back to take it all in.

It was incredibly restrictive. With her arms behind her like they were, the wrists were pulled tight and the only thing preventing them from moving was the fact that they were locked to her sides and to that belt. She wiggled her shoulders but it was no use. There was no getting these straps off of her without help. She was helplessly bound and gagged and hopelessly lost in her growing desire between her legs. Her moans grew as the first of many orgasms hit her. Thrashing about the bed, she lost her grip on the keys and she watched them fly across the bed onto the wood floor and slide under her dresser. Panic set in as she frantically tried getting free of her bondage. But it was no use. Another wave of climaxes struck her as she lay there moaning in pleasure and despair at the same time.

"Hello?....Miss Jones?" Brenda's head whipped towards her bedroom door. She hadn't noticed the sound of the UPS truck pulling into her driveway again. She had also forgot that she closed the screen door, but left the main door open. The UPS driver was in the house!

"I'm sorry to bother you like this but I dropped off a package here earlier that wasn't yours." "I need to pick it up again...it's really important that it gets to the right address. The label fell off in the truck", said the driver from the doorway.

Brenda began to struggle violently. Deep down, she knew that there was no way she would get loose without help...and it appeared 'help* was at her front door. But she didn't want 'him' to find her like this. She was thinking she could manage to get to her cell phone and call one of her girlfriends to come over. Surely they would come over right away after hearing her mummphs and moans on the phone. She could explain things after. They had all talked about bondage so this wouldn't have been a shock to whoever came over.

She accidentally let out a loud moan as she climaxed while knowing she was helplessly bound upstairs while the UPS guy, a hunk by the way, was just at the bottom of the stairs, out of direct view. "Miss Jones??", the voice said.

As he got to the top of the stairs, she looked helplessly to the open door as he appeared in the doorway. His initial look of shock turned into a devilsh smile as he saw the recently delivered box, lid pulled open, and her naked and bound body open for display on the bed. He turned and ran down the stairs, only to come back up in under a minute holding another plainly wrapped box, only it was bigger.

"If'that* was In that box, imagine what*s in 'this' box?!", he said with excitement. He set the box down and started to unzip his pants.

Brenda wondered indeed. But she also realized she wouldn't have to wait much longer to find out.