Helpless Never Felt This Good!

We were at the mens bath house attending a special kink event open to all for the night. Play equipment was set up and to the side of the dungeon space was a four-poster bed. I was going to begin experimenting with restraints and chose a Leather Hog Tie. I can be claustrophobic and I was a little concerned how comfortable I may be in the usual hog tie position (on stomach, arms behind back and knees bent with ankles overtop your butt). I am a curvy girl after all, and using the Leather Hog Tie with ankle and wrist cuffs likely meant that I would not be able to maintain the position for very long. Luckily, my partner got creative and pulled out the rope, cutting strips long enough to tie around each of my ankles and wrists and create a loop for the four rotatable claw hooks of the hog-tie to clip onto (he's pretty smart for a bear). This gave me a little more wriggle room as it were.

I asked my friend JR to be my anchor. I trust my play partner but I also wanted someone to hold me gently and whisper sweet things to me while I was restrained and my bear got rough with me. JR got comfortable on the bed, his back against the wall.

I was on my knees in front of him while my bear tied my ankles and wrists, clipped them easily to the hog-tie and then said, "JR, catch" and pushed me down. Oomph! I landed on JR, just where I wanted to be, my face on his chest, my body across the bed. It felt a tiny bit scary to know that I could not get away and having JR there actually meant a lot to me. I knew what my bear was up to: he likes to have his big paw inside me but he warmed me up first by caning me on my thighs. He employed a lube fairy to apply lube liberally to his gloved fist and then he went to work fisting my pussy. Being restrained with the hog-time meant that I wriggled a lot as I tried to get away (good luck) and I found myself in JR's armpit a few times. He was lovely, brushing my hair out of my face and giving me sips of water as needed.

Fisting makes me come hard and over and over again. The lube fairy was kept busy reapplying lube as my orgasms washed it away. After several minutes of play this way, I was flipped onto my side. I found this to be a fun and interesting position and again, because I had rope restraints that allowed for a little more movement, this position was largely comfortable and I was quickly sent back into the throes of orgasm; my partner slapping my tits and fisting me some more.

Hmm, restrained and fisted at the bath house? Makes me feel a bit bad for the vanilla folk.....