kunikat
07-31-2012, 11:49 AM
I had always been into Self Bondage even before I
really knew what I was doing. The feeling of being
tied up tight and being completely helpless turns me
on so much. Once I moved on campus at Santa Clara
University I started playing more and more but I had
to be careful to do it only when my room mate was out
of town. I also had to keep all my stuff hidden, which
luckily wasn't that much stuff.. Soon I found that
being dressed up in lingerie and other sexy clothes
turned me on even more. I'm not gay, and I'd never
want to be with another man, but I did enjoy being
dressed in short skirts with tight lingerie
underneath.
When summer came around I needed to find a place to
live, and about a week before the quarter ended I
finally found a place. It was a pretty good sized
house in an average neighborhood. The family who lived
there needed some extra money so they were renting out
a room. I arrived there for an interview was stunned
when the door was answered by a beautiful blonde girl
who looked around the same age as me. "Oh you must be
here for the room. My parents are in the living room,
come on I'll show you." As I followed her down the
hall I couldn't help but notice her beautiful legs in
her shorts. She also had a nice full chest that was at
least a C-cup. All I could think would be how great it
would be to see her on her way from the shower. I
realized that if I wanted to stay here I would need to
get that out of my head for the interview. The
interview went smoothly. Her mother was blonde and had
just as nice of a body with maybe a little more weight
in certain areas, but still attractive. Her father was
tall, even to me and I'm about 6'4", and had dark hair
which I'm glad Stephanie didn't get. Later on I found
out that they had another daughter, Heather, who I
could tell from her picture was just as attractive as
her sister. She had brown hair and a great body and in
the picture was with her cheerleading squad. The
interview went well and about a week later I got a
call from them telling me I got the room.
When school got out I moved my stuff over to the
house. The room was about the same size as my dorm
room, but this room I would have to myself. I was
working during the mornings, but at night at first I
was too nervous and uncomfortable to play any, but
after about a week I couldn't help it anymore. I
started playing, starting simple just in case, but as
more time passed I started doing more and more. I had
a small fridge with a freezer section at the top, and
I started using it to freeze strings in ice cubes to
hold up a key. About three weeks after I moved there I
decided to use the freezer for the first time.
I started off by setting up the key by putting the
string through the light fixture. The cube was big
enough to give me about 2 hours tied up with the light
off. I was on the second floor in the house so I left
the window open for light. Before I had strung it up I
had gotten dressed. I decided to wear a French maid's
outfit I had picked up the week before. I started with
a tight black satin thong and a black garter with
fishnet stockings. I put 5" strappy heels on my feet.
The French maids outfit followed along with a bobbed
brunette wig. After putting the key up I sat down on
the floor below the fixture to finish up. I started
with a thin black leather collar with a leash and a
thin leather belt that went around my waist and had a
ring in the back and the front. I attached leather
locking cuffs to my ankles and connected them with a
chain that went through the ring on the back of my
belt which forced me to kneel and kept me from
extending my legs. I then attached the leash as high
as I could on one of the bed posts so that I wouldn't
be able to reach it until my hands were free. I took
two more leather cuffs and put them on my wrists, but
before I locked them I pushed a black ball gag into my
mouth and buckled it behind my head. Then I put the
lock that went with the key through the loop on the
back of the belt and locked the cuffs together and to
the belt. Now I was stuck until the ice melted. The
keys to the leg cuffs were across the room on the
dresser so there was nothing I could do. After about
10 minutes my knees were already hurting but with the
leash attached so high up I couldn't even lie down,
not that the leg chain would have allowed me to extend
them anyways. About an hour had passed on the digital
clock in front of me when everything went wrong.
The knock on the door shocked me out of my fantasies
and pulled me back to reality along with the pain in
my legs. I could hear Stacey, the mother, telling me
that there was going to be a meeting in five minutes
in the living room. I was stunned. What would happen
when I didn't show up? I struggled to get free, but
without the key it was hopeless. I soon heard Stacey
return to ask me to come down. I froze. Maybe she
would think I had left and just wait until later. I
was wrong. I heard her turn the doorknob and suddenly
realized I had forgotten to lock it. The door swung
open behind me and the sudden silence was deafening.
"Oh my gosh. Joe get up here! You did this to yourself
didn't you," she said as she moved around in front of
me. "Well aren't you just the little slut. So you like
this huh?" I couldn't believe it; she had a smile on
her face!!
Just then Joe came in, "Well what do we have here. I
thought it was strange that you always stayed in your
room, and now I know why. I know you're not gay, or at
least not completely because I've seen you checking
out Stephanie and Heather, but you sure do look like a
whore. Well come on its time for the meeting." With
that he started looking around for the keys. He found
the leg keys pretty quickly and undid them from the
belt, but rechained them together. I was too surprised
that they hadn't said they were going to kick me out
yet, to even get up. It took about five minutes before
he found the keys to the lock holding my hands, but
rather than undoing them he just pocketed it. then he
undid the leash and yanked me up. Standing on the
heels was difficult since my legs were practically
numb, but after a few seconds the feeling came back.
When he started leading me out the door it was a
different story however. I had never walked much in
these heels and it was extremely difficult. I nearly
fell down the stairs a few times, but finally we made
it to the living room. Stephanie and Heather were
already there and I must have turned a bright shade of
red when I realized that they were looking at me
dressed in a French Maid's outfit with my hands cuffed
behind me, and being led towards them on a leash held
by their father. He stopped in the middle of the room
and yanked down on my leash, "On your knees slut."
I fell to my knees from the sudden jerk on the leash
which he dropped in front of me on the floor. I just
sat there humiliated beyond belief. Here I was looking
like a cheap whore in front of two beautiful girls and
their parents. Then I heard Joe talking,
"Well I guess its time to get this meeting started. We
have had a problem with this house staying clean, so
we will need to deal with that. Does anyone have any
ideas?"
I couldn't believe it. They were acting as though
everything was ordinary. Then I heard Stephanie speak
up,
"Well Jason here looks like he should be cleaning up
in that maids outfit, why don't we have him do it?"
"You know what sweety that's not a bad idea. Alright
Jason you are going to be doing all the cleaning
around here from now on. And I think while we are all
here we should deal with you. I understand that you
are returning to SCU at the end of September, but
until then you are going to stay here whether you like
it or not. If you look over at Stacey, you'll see that
she has taken some nice pictures of you," I looked
over and sure enough she was standing there with a
camera snapping off pictures with a digital camera,
"So if you try to leave or don't do exactly what we
tell you to, those pictures will go directly to Santa
Clara. I'll bet a good Jesuit school might have a
problem with you behaving like this. so from now on
you are ours. You will turn in your 2 weeks notice
tomorrow when you go to work, because from now on you
are our own personal servant. If you wish to leave
this house to see someone you will have to ask us in
advance and we will allow you 1 day for yourself when
you can where whatever you want. Except for that one
day or for emergencies, you will be wearing feminine
clothes that the girls will buy for you tomorrow.
Because you are going to be our maid and servant,
besides anything else we want, you will be up and
ready at 7:00 every morning to prepare food and
straighten up the house. You will remain our maid
until 11:00 in the morning during which time you cook
and clean the house as well as do anything else we may
request of you by 11:01 the house will be spotless or
you will be punished. You will then go from being our
maid to simply being our servant. This means that you
will still have to do anything we request of you but
you will not need to clean unless we request it. From
4:00 to 7:00 you will return to being our maid and
make our dinner as well as clean up afterwards. While
you are our maid you must be in uniform, and since you
seem to like that outfit you will wear it during those
times. At all other times, except for your one day,
you will wear the clothes bought for you by Stephanie
and Heather. On your one day, you will still wear the
feminine underwear the girls get for you. While in
this house you will remain restrained in some way at
all times. How strict that is just depends on what we
feel like. If you disobey us or hesitate when you are
ordered to do something, you will be punished. That
can be anything from being put in very strict bondage,
to being whipped or spanked; once again it is totally
up to us. Since we no longer need money now that I've
got my job, your rent will be free, and you will
receive $100 per month for you services. You are now
our maid, our servant, our slave, slut, and whore, and
you have no choice in the matter. You will do what we
tell you or suffer the consequences. Does that sound
good to everyone?"
Everyone happily agreed, and the girls already started
off discussing where they were going to get short
skirts and dresses for me to wear. I just sat there
stunned. I had become a slave to this family in a
matter of minutes simply because I forgot to lock my
door. I couldn't help but wonder what the next few
months held for me.
really knew what I was doing. The feeling of being
tied up tight and being completely helpless turns me
on so much. Once I moved on campus at Santa Clara
University I started playing more and more but I had
to be careful to do it only when my room mate was out
of town. I also had to keep all my stuff hidden, which
luckily wasn't that much stuff.. Soon I found that
being dressed up in lingerie and other sexy clothes
turned me on even more. I'm not gay, and I'd never
want to be with another man, but I did enjoy being
dressed in short skirts with tight lingerie
underneath.
When summer came around I needed to find a place to
live, and about a week before the quarter ended I
finally found a place. It was a pretty good sized
house in an average neighborhood. The family who lived
there needed some extra money so they were renting out
a room. I arrived there for an interview was stunned
when the door was answered by a beautiful blonde girl
who looked around the same age as me. "Oh you must be
here for the room. My parents are in the living room,
come on I'll show you." As I followed her down the
hall I couldn't help but notice her beautiful legs in
her shorts. She also had a nice full chest that was at
least a C-cup. All I could think would be how great it
would be to see her on her way from the shower. I
realized that if I wanted to stay here I would need to
get that out of my head for the interview. The
interview went smoothly. Her mother was blonde and had
just as nice of a body with maybe a little more weight
in certain areas, but still attractive. Her father was
tall, even to me and I'm about 6'4", and had dark hair
which I'm glad Stephanie didn't get. Later on I found
out that they had another daughter, Heather, who I
could tell from her picture was just as attractive as
her sister. She had brown hair and a great body and in
the picture was with her cheerleading squad. The
interview went well and about a week later I got a
call from them telling me I got the room.
When school got out I moved my stuff over to the
house. The room was about the same size as my dorm
room, but this room I would have to myself. I was
working during the mornings, but at night at first I
was too nervous and uncomfortable to play any, but
after about a week I couldn't help it anymore. I
started playing, starting simple just in case, but as
more time passed I started doing more and more. I had
a small fridge with a freezer section at the top, and
I started using it to freeze strings in ice cubes to
hold up a key. About three weeks after I moved there I
decided to use the freezer for the first time.
I started off by setting up the key by putting the
string through the light fixture. The cube was big
enough to give me about 2 hours tied up with the light
off. I was on the second floor in the house so I left
the window open for light. Before I had strung it up I
had gotten dressed. I decided to wear a French maid's
outfit I had picked up the week before. I started with
a tight black satin thong and a black garter with
fishnet stockings. I put 5" strappy heels on my feet.
The French maids outfit followed along with a bobbed
brunette wig. After putting the key up I sat down on
the floor below the fixture to finish up. I started
with a thin black leather collar with a leash and a
thin leather belt that went around my waist and had a
ring in the back and the front. I attached leather
locking cuffs to my ankles and connected them with a
chain that went through the ring on the back of my
belt which forced me to kneel and kept me from
extending my legs. I then attached the leash as high
as I could on one of the bed posts so that I wouldn't
be able to reach it until my hands were free. I took
two more leather cuffs and put them on my wrists, but
before I locked them I pushed a black ball gag into my
mouth and buckled it behind my head. Then I put the
lock that went with the key through the loop on the
back of the belt and locked the cuffs together and to
the belt. Now I was stuck until the ice melted. The
keys to the leg cuffs were across the room on the
dresser so there was nothing I could do. After about
10 minutes my knees were already hurting but with the
leash attached so high up I couldn't even lie down,
not that the leg chain would have allowed me to extend
them anyways. About an hour had passed on the digital
clock in front of me when everything went wrong.
The knock on the door shocked me out of my fantasies
and pulled me back to reality along with the pain in
my legs. I could hear Stacey, the mother, telling me
that there was going to be a meeting in five minutes
in the living room. I was stunned. What would happen
when I didn't show up? I struggled to get free, but
without the key it was hopeless. I soon heard Stacey
return to ask me to come down. I froze. Maybe she
would think I had left and just wait until later. I
was wrong. I heard her turn the doorknob and suddenly
realized I had forgotten to lock it. The door swung
open behind me and the sudden silence was deafening.
"Oh my gosh. Joe get up here! You did this to yourself
didn't you," she said as she moved around in front of
me. "Well aren't you just the little slut. So you like
this huh?" I couldn't believe it; she had a smile on
her face!!
Just then Joe came in, "Well what do we have here. I
thought it was strange that you always stayed in your
room, and now I know why. I know you're not gay, or at
least not completely because I've seen you checking
out Stephanie and Heather, but you sure do look like a
whore. Well come on its time for the meeting." With
that he started looking around for the keys. He found
the leg keys pretty quickly and undid them from the
belt, but rechained them together. I was too surprised
that they hadn't said they were going to kick me out
yet, to even get up. It took about five minutes before
he found the keys to the lock holding my hands, but
rather than undoing them he just pocketed it. then he
undid the leash and yanked me up. Standing on the
heels was difficult since my legs were practically
numb, but after a few seconds the feeling came back.
When he started leading me out the door it was a
different story however. I had never walked much in
these heels and it was extremely difficult. I nearly
fell down the stairs a few times, but finally we made
it to the living room. Stephanie and Heather were
already there and I must have turned a bright shade of
red when I realized that they were looking at me
dressed in a French Maid's outfit with my hands cuffed
behind me, and being led towards them on a leash held
by their father. He stopped in the middle of the room
and yanked down on my leash, "On your knees slut."
I fell to my knees from the sudden jerk on the leash
which he dropped in front of me on the floor. I just
sat there humiliated beyond belief. Here I was looking
like a cheap whore in front of two beautiful girls and
their parents. Then I heard Joe talking,
"Well I guess its time to get this meeting started. We
have had a problem with this house staying clean, so
we will need to deal with that. Does anyone have any
ideas?"
I couldn't believe it. They were acting as though
everything was ordinary. Then I heard Stephanie speak
up,
"Well Jason here looks like he should be cleaning up
in that maids outfit, why don't we have him do it?"
"You know what sweety that's not a bad idea. Alright
Jason you are going to be doing all the cleaning
around here from now on. And I think while we are all
here we should deal with you. I understand that you
are returning to SCU at the end of September, but
until then you are going to stay here whether you like
it or not. If you look over at Stacey, you'll see that
she has taken some nice pictures of you," I looked
over and sure enough she was standing there with a
camera snapping off pictures with a digital camera,
"So if you try to leave or don't do exactly what we
tell you to, those pictures will go directly to Santa
Clara. I'll bet a good Jesuit school might have a
problem with you behaving like this. so from now on
you are ours. You will turn in your 2 weeks notice
tomorrow when you go to work, because from now on you
are our own personal servant. If you wish to leave
this house to see someone you will have to ask us in
advance and we will allow you 1 day for yourself when
you can where whatever you want. Except for that one
day or for emergencies, you will be wearing feminine
clothes that the girls will buy for you tomorrow.
Because you are going to be our maid and servant,
besides anything else we want, you will be up and
ready at 7:00 every morning to prepare food and
straighten up the house. You will remain our maid
until 11:00 in the morning during which time you cook
and clean the house as well as do anything else we may
request of you by 11:01 the house will be spotless or
you will be punished. You will then go from being our
maid to simply being our servant. This means that you
will still have to do anything we request of you but
you will not need to clean unless we request it. From
4:00 to 7:00 you will return to being our maid and
make our dinner as well as clean up afterwards. While
you are our maid you must be in uniform, and since you
seem to like that outfit you will wear it during those
times. At all other times, except for your one day,
you will wear the clothes bought for you by Stephanie
and Heather. On your one day, you will still wear the
feminine underwear the girls get for you. While in
this house you will remain restrained in some way at
all times. How strict that is just depends on what we
feel like. If you disobey us or hesitate when you are
ordered to do something, you will be punished. That
can be anything from being put in very strict bondage,
to being whipped or spanked; once again it is totally
up to us. Since we no longer need money now that I've
got my job, your rent will be free, and you will
receive $100 per month for you services. You are now
our maid, our servant, our slave, slut, and whore, and
you have no choice in the matter. You will do what we
tell you or suffer the consequences. Does that sound
good to everyone?"
Everyone happily agreed, and the girls already started
off discussing where they were going to get short
skirts and dresses for me to wear. I just sat there
stunned. I had become a slave to this family in a
matter of minutes simply because I forgot to lock my
door. I couldn't help but wonder what the next few
months held for me.