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Kathy's Gag by Shawn Green My girlfriend and I have both enjoy a lot of bondage mixed with oursex. Recently we've added tickling as one of the torments we use on oneanother. We each find it very exciting to tie the other down and exploreour lovers ticklish areas while she thrashes frantically against her bonds.I've discovered that my lovers feet and the sides and underside of herbreasts are her most ticklish areas. She usually comes from the ticklingalone but her orgasms are much more intense if I fuck her with a dildo whileI tickle her. Lately we have been trying to out do each other in coming upwith devious bondage positions and tortures. The following is both a storyabout a torture I used on her and a plea for new and original ideas. Drawing on my experiences with a rather devious torture that a lover ofmine used on me several years ago, I set about designing and building a newbondage device for use on my girlfriend. I started with a wooden bar stool(four legs, wooden top), first I cut two circular notches out of the edge ofthe top so that a person could sit in the center of the stool (with one ofthe stool legs in front of them) and their legs would extend straight down tothe floor. Next I drilled a hole in the center of the stool wide enough toaccept my 10" dildo and still have room to be lined with leather. I gluedfoam to the top of the stool then covered it with leather (actually fakeleather) and extended the cover down into the center hole. I now had a stoolwith a sculpted padded leather top with an ominous hole in the center. NextI glued two short pieces of wood (1" x 1" x 6") on opposite sides of the holeon the bottom of the stool then I drilled a 1/4" hole through both of themacross the hole in the stool. In order to make the stool more stable Iscrewed the legs to a 3' square piece of plywood. The final step was todrill a 1/4" hole through the base of my 10" dildo. Now I was ready for myvictim. I kept my new toy in one of my spare bedrooms, a place I knew Alexwouldn't go, and waited for the weekend to arrive. That Saturday it wasunusually warm out so Alex and I layed in the sun on my deck. When we camein around 3:00 I told her that I had cooked up something special for her andasked her if she was interested in finding out what it was. I wouldn't giveher any hints and so she finally agreed to just go along with me and find out.I produced a short leather thong and a roll of wide tape, using the leatherthong I tied her hands behind her back then I taped her mouth before shecould ask any more questions. I led my captive lover to the spare bedroom and sat her down on the edgeof the bed so she could watch as I prepared my suprise. I pulled a small boxof toys out from under the bed and put it in the corner of the room so Alexcouldn't see what was in it. Positioning the stool under a screw eye in theceiling, I climbed up on it and tied a length of rope to the screw eye. NextI took an arm binder and a short leather thong from my box of toys andbrought them over to Alex. Two quick tugs on the bows on her bikini stringsand her top fell to the floor exposing two well formed breasts with hardnipples the size of small thimbles each with a gold ring through them. Iallowed myself a few caresses with my fingers and my tongue before continuingmy little game. The arm binder I used was a leather strap about 3" wide, itwent across her back below her shoulder blades, under her arms, up over hershoulders and buckled behind her neck. Using the leather thong, I pulled herbound wrists up to the D ring on the arm binder and tied them there, I madesure they were tight enough to keep her from moving her arms but not tightenough to be uncomfortable. I dragged Alex up off the bed and pulled her over to the stool then forcedher to sit with her legs in the notches I had cut in the top. I tied the ropehanging from the ceiling to the D ring on the arm binder then tied anotherpiece of rope from the D ring to the rear leg of the stool. Taking two lengthsof rope, I tied one to each of her ankles then drew the ankle up the side legof the stool and tied it near the top. She now found herself straddling mycustom stool with her legs drawn back and up and being supported by a ropefrom the ceiling. Next I untied the bows on her bikini bottom and pulled itout from under her then I spent some time licking and stroking her breasts andfingering her pussy until she was good and wet. From my box of toys I got my10" dildo and a short piece of wooden dowel, when Alex saw the dildo her eyeswidened and she began moaning and shaking her head "no" (she had a good ideawhat I was up to by now). Reaching under the stool, I slid the dildo upthrough the hole in the stool top and into Alex's dripping pussy while shesquirmed and moaned. When the dildo was fully inserted into her I lined upthe hole in the base with the holes in the blocks under the stool and slid thedowel through. My lover now sat in a rigid upright position squirming on thedildo that impaled her. By using her legs she could slid herself a few inchesup and down on the dildo. When I removed the tape from her mouth the first thing she asked was "Whatare you going to do to me?!". I just smiled and went over to my box of toysand got a long soft feather. When she saw the feather she screamed "NO!" andbegan to plead with me and struggle against her bonds. I explained to herthat I was going to tickle her and she was going to fuck herself with herstruggles. I then laid the feather on the bed in front of her and left herthere to think about what was to come. I gave her about 5 minutes to think andstruggle then I returned and picked up the long feather and began tickling herstomach and inner thighs while she begged and squirmed. Soon her begging gaveway to giggles and bursts of laughter. After a while I changed to a smallerfeather and expanded my tickling to include her breasts. Once I startedtickling the undersides of her breasts her laughter became mixed with smallshrill screams. Eventually I changed to a short stiff feather and movedaround behind her and tickled her ass cheeks and the crack of her ass. Thisgot her vigorously bouncing up and down on the dildo that impaled her andbrought on her first orgasm. I took a small break while her body trembled inthe wake of her orgasm and went to my box of toys and got out an inflatablegag which I fully deflated, forced into her mouth and strapped tightly aroundher head. I clipped the inflation ball to one of the arm binder straps so itwouldn't be hanging and get in the way of my work on her breasts. When she had recovered a little I explained to her that I was going tocontinue to torture her until she had 5 more orgasms and that if I thought shewas faking one I'd torture her for an extra hour. She responded with awide-eyed shaking of her head and a muffled "no". When I added that I hadput off tickling her feet until she was gagged, her head shaking became morefrantic (she thought I was being merciful by not tickling them). Taking upthe stiff feather again, I started with her stomach and inner thighs andquickly moved to her breasts. When her screams got louder and her strugglesmore frantic I would stop and pump the gag up a little then start ticklingher again. When I finally got to the soles of her feet she was bucking sowildly that I had to put my weight on the stool to keep it still. Five orgasms later it was apparent the tickling and dildo were definitelydoing the job I had intended. I had advanced to using a small paint brush onher, the gag had been pumped up to fill her mouth completely, her screams werevery muffled now and her juices were dripping off the seat of the stool andrunning down her legs. I removed her from the stool, leaving her arms boundup behind her back, and forced her to kneel on the floor facing the side ofthe bed. Tossing off my bikini, I sat on the edge of the bed in front of herand removed her gag. I told her that she owed me a few orgasms and if shedidn't do a very good job I'd put her back on the stool and torture her foranother hour. Then I drew her mouth to my swollen pussy and laid back, closedmy eyes and enjoyed her expert tongue while replaying the sight of my boundlover frantically trying to escape from my tickling. That was all a little less than a week ago, she has promised (or threatened)to put me into the stool and extract a little revenge. I have no doubt thatif she gets me tied up on that stool she will torture me as completely as Itortured her. Mmmmm... I guess I can't wait..... But until then I'm tryingto come up with some new ideas to spring on her, so if any of you have anygreat ideas for tying and tickle torturing a woman I NEED THEM! Kathy A little while ago I posted a story and request for ideas about bondageand tickling. This is a followup about the ordeal Alex cooked up to geteven with me. Before I start I should probably explain a few things aboutAlex and myself. We have been lovers for several years now and while weregularly tie and torment each other, I view myself as being submissive andmasochistic and Alex as dominant and sadistic (oh how she can be sadistic!).Fortunately this works out quite well for us :-). In devising torments forAlex it is quite rare that I actually manage to out do things she haspreviously done to me mainly because I'm not much into inflicting pain onher and I think she knows this and uses it to her advantage. When we addedtickling to our bondage this opened a whole new world of possibilities for mebecause we are both terribly ticklish and I don't view tickling as inflictingpain. It seems that the last little torture I dreamed up for her was the mostout of control she has ever been and showed her just how merciless I can begiven the right situation. Not to be upstaged, she was determined to show methat she hadn't lost her touch when it came to torturing me. She insistedon using the device I had designed. Considering the amount of bondage inour sexual lives I didn't see that I really had much of a choice (besidesI was kind of excited about it), it was just a matter of time until she hadme in a position where I couldn't resist. I agreed that she would get herchance Friday night and so after our usual evening at the gym we returned tomy house with her toting along a bag of toys. Soon after we got to my house Alex had me strip then grabbed her bag oftoys and led me down to the basement where we had stored my famous torturestool. Once there she put leather cuffs on my wrists and fastened them behindmy back. She dragged the stool out to the center of the basement play area andsat me in it. Then she took two lengths of rope and attached them to screweyes about 7' off the floor on the walls on either side of the stool I wassitting in. The other ends of the ropes had snap hooks which she attached tothe cuffs on my wrists after releasing them from behind my back. As shetightened the ropes, drawing my arms up and out, I began to get the idea, shewanted to be able to get to the areas under my arms and along the sides of mychest. She seemed proud of her little innovation and I knew I was in trouble.Using two more lengths of rope, she bound my ankles back along the sides of thestool as high as she could. It was hard to keep from swaying forward but shesoon had a fix for that. She put a 3" wide leather strap across my back belowmy shoulder blades, ran it under my arms, over my shoulders and buckled itbehind my head. Standing on the rungs of the stool, she attached a length ofrope to an overhead screw eye and then tied the other end to the D ring on thestrap across my back. She attached another piece of rope to the D ring butjust let it hang behind me. Now I was curious, I was certain she was going toattach it to the back of the stool to hold me down as I had done with her. My repeated questions earned me a piece of tape over my mouth. Now that Iwas quite helpless to change the course of the evening she promised me that myordeal would be something that I wouldn't soon forget. She slowly removed herclothes while fondling my body and stroking my pussy. When she was completelynaked, and had driven me to the brink of orgasm, she picked up my 10" dildoand pulled a directors chair over in front of me and sat in it. She told methat if I squirmed around and brought myself to orgasm that my next orgasmwould be with her working on my breasts with a riding crop. Sliding down intothe chair, she put her legs up over the arm rests presenting me with a goodview of her pussy. While I watched she slowly worked the dildo into her pussyand began fucking herself with it while fingering her clit. As she worked onherself she went into vivid detail about what it was going to be like to betickle tortured in my current position. I was beginning to wonder how good anidea it was to let her tie me this way, my earlier excitement was giving wayto a feeling of apprehension. It wasn't long before she had brought herself toorgasm. When she had calmed down she got out of the chair, picked up a smallwooden dowel and came over to me holding up the moist dildo and telling me thatit was now my turn. She reached under the stool and I felt the dildo slid upunder me until the tip was touching my pussy lips. Using two fingers to partmy pussy lips, she worked the dildo into me until I thought it wouldn't go anyfurther then she pushed it a little deeper. Taking the dowel, she pinned thedildo into place on the underside of the stool. I now knew what she had feltlike when I had put her into this position, every move I made caused my musclesto grip the dildo that was impaling me. She laughed at the expression on myface and told me that that was just a start. From her bag of toys she removed a gag with a 6" dildo on it, the gag wasdesigned to go in the mouth and leave the dildo free to be used for fucking.At first I couldn't see why she would use a gag like that on me since I was inno position to use the dildo on her. Then out came the tube of KY and as shebegan greasing the dildo my stomach dropped out. She was going to put it inmy ass! I knew it was useless but I screamed and struggled anyway. She seemedto love my reaction and with a wicked grin she moved around behind me carringthe greased dildo. I tried to rock my weight back so she couldn't get to myass hole but she put her weight into me and forced me to lean forward then Ifelt the cold tip of the dildo enter my ass. I knew from experience thatfighting it would only make it hurt more so I stopped my struggling and relaxedand let her slid the dildo into my ass. When she had it completely in me sheused a leather thong to tie the gag to the top of the stool. She then tied therope hanging from the D ring to the back leg of the stool while explaining tome that she was leaving plenty of slack so I would get the full effect of bothdildos moving in and out of me when I raised up off the stool. I was nowcompletely stuffed, I could feel the two dildos rubbing against each otherwithin my body. My feeling of dread was rapidly increasing, I could stillvividly remember Alex bouncing around on the dildo while I tickled her. Shestood in front of me now and admired her work then she told me she wanted meto know what it was going to be like when I struggled and reached forward andtickled my ribs. I had never been fucked in my ass and pussy at the same timebefore and the feeling of both dildos moving in and out of me as I jumped waslike nothing I imagined. She said I should see the look on my face when Imoved then she produced a long feather and placed it in the directors chair infront of me. She peeled the tape off my mouth, stepped up on a rung on thestool and kissed me then pointed to the feather and said "Think about it lover".I was already begging as she left the basement. She gave me a while to think about what was going to happen as I had donewith her. The time alone was quite effective, it gave me an opportunity tosee just how helpless I was and to think about all the things she could do tome in this position. I tried to work my wrists out of the cuffs but she hadbeen careful to tighten them correctly and every move I made reminded me ofthe dildos that were in me. When she returned she told me she wasn't going togag me yet. She wanted to hear me scream the way she had screamed and when Igot too loud she would use the same technique I did with the inflatable gag. Then she remarked that I seemed to be sweating a little, was I nervous? Usingthe long feather she started at the insides of my knees and, despite mypleading, quickly worked her way up my inner thighs. By the time she hadreached my stomach my eyes were watering so much I couldn't see, I was laughinghysterically and bouncing around on the dildos that impaled me. Before shecould get to my ribs I had my first orgasm and thought I was going to pass out.At this point she stopped and got out the inflatable gag. She made a show ofmaking sure it was fully deflated while reminding me that I had tortured herthrough 6 orgasms and that I still had 5 to go. I refused to let her put thegag in my mouth and tried to bargain with her, if she would remove the dildofrom my ass I'd let her gag me. This didn't work very well, she stepped aroundbehind me and, grabbing a handful of hair, pulled my head back until she couldforce the gag in. After strapping the gag on she changed to a short stifffeather and started in on my ribs. I had completely lost any sense of time,all I was aware of was the feather traveling over my ribs and up into my armpits, the dildos moving in and out of me, the sweat running down my body and my screams. After pumping up the gag a little she got a good laugh out of theway I rode the dildos while she tickled my ass cheeks and the crack of my ass.Finally she changed to a small paint brush, one of the most devious tickletorture implements we had come up with. She pumped the gag up to fully fillmy mouth and let me know that she hadn't forgot about my feet and toes. Whenshe started on my feet I thought I would die, I couldn't think straight, Icouldn't scream through the gag and I couldn't control the spasms runningthrough my body. My eyes were so teared that I couldn't see, my awareness waslimited to the brush traveling over my feet, the dildos moving inside me,the uncontrollable spasms running through me, sweat running off my body andblurs of color in front of my eyes. The torture seemed to go on forever, when she stopped again I wasn't surehow many orgasms I had had but I knew I had had several violent ones. Whenmy eyes cleared she was standing in front of me watching me. She ran her handsover my sweaty body and told me that she had one other torment in mind for meand that my fighting her attempts to gag me had convinced her that she shoulduse it. She untied the small dildo from the stool and removed it from my assthen she unpinned the larger one and slid it out of me. I was getting quitesore and I was glad to have the dildos removed but I was afraid of what shemight have in mind for me. Alex has her sadistic spells as I have mymasochistic ones and I was certain she was planning to cause me some pain.Out of her bag of toys she produced a japanese sewing clamp to which sheattached a short leather thong then she attached a spring and a large weightto the other end of the thong. She held the clamp with its attachments up infront of my eyes and asked me if I remembered how she had used this on mebefore. Noding "yes", I closed my eyes and waited for what I knew was next.When I felt her fingers expose my swollen clit I couldn't help but remember thetime she had tied me standing spread eagle and attached a clamp with a weightedspring to my clit then whipped me. She was very gentle when she closed theclamp on my clit and positioned the thong so that the weight and spring hungoff the edge of the stool. But I knew that when I started to struggle againthe bouncing weight would take its toll on my clit. I knew she was going towhip me but I wasn't prepared for the doubled up piece of neoprene tubing thatshe produced from her bag. It had been a while since she had really inflictedheavy pain on me, this was going to be one of those times. Though I knew what to expect from a whipping, I wasn't ready for the painthe tubing could inflict. When the first lash landed across the exposed partof my ass I think I screamed louder than ever before. Everytime I jerked froma lash of the whip, my clit would be mercilessly tugged by the bouncing weightand spring. She delivered a total of ten lashes across my ass while tellingme how much my struggles and muffled screams excited her. When she steppedaround in front of me I could see that she was working on her clit with herleft hand and I knew she would work me over until she came. She brushed myleft breast with the tubing and smiled as I frantically shook my head "no".When the first lash landed on my breast it triggered one of the most violentorgasms I think I've ever had. I don't remember struggling very much while shecontinued whipping my breasts, I just remember the sound of the whip, the painin my breasts and my screaming. She had delivered eight slow lashes, five tomy left breast and three to my right, before she brought herself to orgasm andcollapsed into the chair in front of me. I think the weighted clamp on my clitwas wasted at this point, I hardly noticed its tugging during the whipping, allmy senses were centered on the impact of the tubing with my breasts. Havingyour breasts whipped with a small diameter plastic tube is something a womanwill not easily forget, hardly any marks are left but the pain is tremendous. When Alex had recovered, she removed the clamp from my clit, the gag frommy mouth and took me down off the stool. I was so weak and sore I could hardlywalk. She helped me up the stairs and put me into a hot bath while she cleanedup downstairs and took a shower in the other bathroom. When she returned shedragged me out of the bath, helped me dry off then took me to bed. That wasseveral days ago and I'm still sore from the ordeal she put me through. As Isaid before, I'm not much into inflicting pain on Alex but I'm consideringgiving her a taste of her own medicine. I'm still looking for a few good ideasbut now I'm willing to consider things that are a little more sadistic thantickling although probably nothing too serious. Any good ideas out there?? Kathy
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