The Body Bag | gag, leather, rope, belts | free straitjacket story

(This happened last saturday-night)

It is still running through my mind.... There on the bondage bed were laying a full leather body bag, with in it a light woolen summer blanket, a heavy leather hood, on strategic places thickly padded leather, over the eyes, over the mouth, at the sides of the hood, over the ears. There was a hole for the mouth from where a rubber hose is ejecting, attached to an inflatable gag inside the hood. Leather belts run on all sides over the hood.

I'm rolled into the blanket and then sit into the leather sleeping bag, only my dick is left out, the blanket is put around my upper body and back between my arms and my torso, so my arms do not touch my body and I have to put my hands into little pockets on the inside of the bag, right away leather straps around my wrists are being pulled and buckled, I cannot get out of it anymore.

The sleeping bag is laced up from my neck down to my feet and I am raised a bit and the heavy leather hood is slid over my head after I have got the inflatable gag put into my mouth... The hood is laced tightly and all sorts of belts are buckled around my head, it forces the gag deeper into my mouth, I cannot even blink an eye and under my chin over my head a strap is also pulled so I have to bite harder down into the gag, then the gag is suddenly inflated with little puffs.. When I'm starting to get a snoring sound while breathing through my nose, some air is let out again, so at least I can get some air... Luckily the gag is not a 100% airtight, so in a while I can even get some air through my mouth again.

Now I'll have to lay down on the bondage bed and there are ropes being pulled from my shoulders to the bed and back to the sleeping bag again and laced and pulled down to my feet, where the rest of it is wound around my ankles. Luckily not too tight yet, but this would change.... The straps around my wrists are now re tightened as well. Luckily I have a little electric button in my hand with which I can ring a buzzer if things go wrong.... Straps are pulled around my ankles, under my knees, around my upper legs, over the tip of my fingers, so I cannot move my hands anymore, luckily I'm able to press the button still with my thumb... around my lower arms and my upper arms and body, I hardly can move anymore.. But of course this is still not enough and as there are also a number of belts attached to the bondage bed, they get strapped over my helpless body as well. Over my ankles, on top of my knees, my hips and upper body.. Now I really cannot move anymore only lift my head a little bit, I should have known, two Velcro straps are tightened over my hooded head, over my forehead and chin and I cannot move my head anymore.

Now a Headset is put on my hooded head and I can hear somebody telling a bondage story in the distance...... All that time my dick is standing like a rock and this must have got the attention of my bondager as well as suddenly a rope is wound tightly around my cock 'and balls Then things get quietly for a while and I start floating about.. The only thing I still could do was wriggle my feet a bit now and then.. But this must have got the attention of my bondager as well, suddenly I felt a rope being bound around my feet and then they got pulled down to the bed.

The rope which pulled the body bag tight around my body was tightened up as well and as the bondager had noticed that I was able to get a reasonable amount of air trough my mouth (maybe I got too noisy), the gag was inflated again with little puffs until my breathing got snoring and some air was left out again.. This was tested by softly rubbing my prick and balls, the only thing I could do was moan in my gag and the whole of my attention was forcefully put to my dick.

I was left again with my thoughts and I tried to wank myself a little bit off by tightening and relaxing my buttock-muscles, so that my dick was massaged by the rope which was wound around it. Nearly I came, but I just didn't, I should not really, since when it does you'll lose all resistance and suddenly you cannot take as much anymore.. No, it's the art of keeping just next to a high, now I was not just stopped right there, just as you think you're as comfortable as can be given the circumstances, you'll get adjusted after a while, one always can find another way to wriggle a bit, only if there are no nasty pressure-points, which press onto the bone, there nothing helps and after a while you really have to ask to be released a bit, this pain really is excruciating.

You just think after a while this isn't so bad, I can take it a little bit longer, you feel the straps around the body bag being pulled tighter, the gag is puffed up again and somebody starts to play with your dick, very softly, very gently, just so that you go way high, it is dripping from pleasure, but coming? hell no. Your whole body exists out of dick, dick and dick again, the only thing you're thinking about is how can I cum? But I'm just not allowed to cum! Another piece of rope is added, belts are pulled more tightly, the gag is pumped up further, shit, they keeping pumping it up, I choke!! Trough all excitement I cum spontaneously, without anybody touching my dick... Luckily the gag is deflated right away, so I can breathe again and the mask is removed too, so are the ropes and belts, so I can move around a bit again. The sperm, I've ejected is wiped off the body bag. Now I can relax a little bit, but I'm still tied down to the bed.. In between they're playing quite roughly with my dick, which is by now oversensitive and the rope around my balls stings my soft sensitive skin. Apparently I'm making too much noise again and a thick leather gag is stuffed into my mouth, the ropes and belts are pulled tight again after there is also put a blindfold over my eyes and my head is fastened with the Velcro bands again. Now I have to cum a second time, beware, not may, but have to! After I've cum a second time, the rope around my balls is pulled loose (playing Helicopter) and I'm released again all the way. I'm really out of it by now and need some time to come to myself again. I really am exhausted.