Stockings, heels, bra and wet pussy - illustrated self bondage story

Jennifer wanted to surprise her husband when he came home from work at 6pm...

She got undressed and slipped on her stockings, heels, and her bra and panties. Then she slipped on some leather ankle cuffs and locked them together and to a ring in the floor. Looking down, she decided to slide her panties down and unhook her bra. She also put on some leather wrist cuffs and, after making sure her blindfold was in place, and her ballgag was secure, she connected her cuffs to the beam overhead and clicked the lock closed.

At first she just stood there. Her breathing began to pick up and she started fidgeting back and forth on her heels. Twisting her wrists above her, she began tugging on her cuffs. She began to moan slightly as her struggles proved pointless. Soon, she was in full blown writhing mode as she fought the cuffs and locks.

Her moaning became louder and louder as the first orgasm hit her. Her ankles wobbled a little as the climax subsided. But because her feet were anchored in one spot, she was helplessly locked in self bondage.

She could tell her nipples were hard as they felt hot even though she couldn't touch them. A sure sign that she was ready to be fucked hard.

But the time when her husband was to arrive came and went.

Minutes turned into hours. By now it was after midnight and she was in a full panic. Her husband held the keys and he wasn't home yet. She had lost count of how many times she came and the more she worried about her situation, the more excited she got, and the more intense her orgasms became. She was nearly exhausted and hanging limp when she heard the noise from downstairs.

Thinking it was her husband, she called out to him from behind the gag. It was more of a loud mumble but in a quiet house, she figured she'd be heard. She was.

In the doorway stood a man. A man who appeared to not be her husband. He quietly walked up behind her while she was struggling.

She wondered why he hadn't said anything yet and why he wasn't letting her go.

He stood behind her and cupped her naked breasts in his hands.

She froze, and then quickly determined that this must not be her husband and started to struggle violently to break free of her self bondage. Moaning and writhing as she fought for her freedom, he held onto her breasts and firmly squeezed them in both hands and bringing his thumbs down to meet his index fingers and pinching her hard, erect nipples. She dropped her head back and moaned loudly in pleasure and pain. Sensing she was close to cumming, the stranger dropped one of his hands down between her legs and plunged two fingers deep inside her. Rubbing her clit at the same time. She screamed from behind the gag as the most intense orgasm she ever had flowed from between her legs.

She convulsed from the last spasms and softly moaned as she hung there in her self bondage. Limp and spent.

It was then that he removed her blindfold. She struggled to focus in the suddenly bright light and saw that it was her husband indeed. He played the role of an intruder perfectly. She purred with delight knowing that she was safe.

But she let out a giggle of delight when she felt his hard cock slowly push aside her dripping wet pussy lips as he entered her from behind.

Her eyes slowly closed and she let out a long, low moan from behind her ball-gaged mouth. It was a surprise alright...but it was the best surprise she ever gave to herself...