Growing up in Sao Paulo F/F
Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2019 12:02 am
I grew up in the largest city in Brazil. I lived with my 16 year old sister and my parents. Renata, my sister, and I shared a bedroom. I was thirteen at the time.
I was very intrigued by girls tied up in movies from a very early age. I imagined myself in danger and tied up. Like a lot of us have.
I was shy so I knew making it happen would be hard. I knew my hopes lied in Renata.
It was a lazy Saturday morning and our parents would be out for the day. I was still in my short pajamas while Renata was in jeans and a blouse. We were barefoot. I thought why not try it.
We were in our room and I said " Renata, you know when a girl gets tied up in a movie is it real?"
"It is not real it is acting." She said
" no I mean can they get loose by themselves?" I asked
" I guess so...um...you sound like you want to try being tied up" Renata said
" I do sort of... I mean just to see if I could get loose...know what I mean?" I shakily said.
"
" yeah right...that's the only reason" she sarcastically said
" ok... If that' s what you want, we don't have anything to do this morning anyway." She said
"" let's see what have I got for using...." Renata says to herself in a low voice
" "got it, get your sneakers and take the laces out!" She tells me
"I jump at the request and return with the relatively new sneakers. I manage to get the laces out and hand them to my sister.
" ok get on your bed, face down, hands behind your back"
I do so and she ties my wrists with one of the laces. It feels pretty tight.
" how 's that Anna? Doesn't ' matter since you have nothing to say about it" she laughs
I twist my wrists a bit and feels good to me...but I hide my happiness
" alright ankles together" she demands but I go better and cross my ankles for her.
She uses the second lace and ties my ankles at least as tight as my wrists.
" ok, miss escape artist, go for it" "I have to take a shower and Andrea is coming over" " by the way I like that shade of pink on your toes....cute"
" I painted them yesterday" I respond
Renata returns from the shower and gets dressed. I am still tied , having made little progress.
The intercom rings and it's Andrea. She is coming up.
I hear the usual lively embraces between them.
Then they both enter our bedroom.
"Is she tied up? I can not see her hands behind her like that." Andrea asks
" Yeah, she is escaping" Renata confirms.
Andrea is dressed in a short dress and white high heel sandals. She always sports her golden anklet too.
My sister goes about her business chattering on but Andrea's eyes remain fixed on me
"Did you tie her up Renata? Not bad work"
" we were kidding around Andrea" she responds
Andrea remains looking at me.
" excuse me for a minute I have to go on line in the living room" Renata says
Now alone with me Andrea runs her hand along my feet saying " she got you pretty good huh?"
" I guess so but I asked for it" I say
" " look Anna, l have been there, I know...give me a call tomorrow and do not tell Renata or your mom...ok?"
I look in her eyes as her fingers play with my toes and I say. " ok Andrea I will for sure"
Renata returns to the room and says " well let's untie her before we go out Andrea"
I was untied with only small red marks.
As they left Andrea looked back at me and mouthed "call me"
I called her on Sunday as she asked.
We talked about the desire to be tied up. She felt it too but she found that tying up girls was what she longed for. I asked " have you done it before?" She said " you met Suzan, my cousin, I have tied her many times."
"So what do you want from me Andrea."
" look I could see that you are afflicted if you will, by the same desires I am. Essentially I want to tie you up...my way"
" I know that is what you want "
Andrea invited me to come to her parent's apartment the following Saturday. I started a two year relationship with Andrea. She tied me in a variety of outfits and positions. Our favorite often repeated position was a hogtie in my bikini with or without heels. There was no sex, no abuse unless you consider a massage or foot tickling abuse. Yes, I was gagged but what is being tied up without a gag, right? Usually cleave gag or tape around my head with socks in my mouth.
Andrea moved away with her family when her dad got transferred. I learned a lot from her but nostly I learned to love bondage and my partner. I am sure she has found a good partner. And me, I still love to be Hogtied, and when I am tied up tightly and gagged I can somehow feel Andrea caressing my feet and whispering in my ear that we share the love of bondage
I was very intrigued by girls tied up in movies from a very early age. I imagined myself in danger and tied up. Like a lot of us have.
I was shy so I knew making it happen would be hard. I knew my hopes lied in Renata.
It was a lazy Saturday morning and our parents would be out for the day. I was still in my short pajamas while Renata was in jeans and a blouse. We were barefoot. I thought why not try it.
We were in our room and I said " Renata, you know when a girl gets tied up in a movie is it real?"
"It is not real it is acting." She said
" no I mean can they get loose by themselves?" I asked
" I guess so...um...you sound like you want to try being tied up" Renata said
" I do sort of... I mean just to see if I could get loose...know what I mean?" I shakily said.
"
" yeah right...that's the only reason" she sarcastically said
" ok... If that' s what you want, we don't have anything to do this morning anyway." She said
"" let's see what have I got for using...." Renata says to herself in a low voice
" "got it, get your sneakers and take the laces out!" She tells me
"I jump at the request and return with the relatively new sneakers. I manage to get the laces out and hand them to my sister.
" ok get on your bed, face down, hands behind your back"
I do so and she ties my wrists with one of the laces. It feels pretty tight.
" how 's that Anna? Doesn't ' matter since you have nothing to say about it" she laughs
I twist my wrists a bit and feels good to me...but I hide my happiness
" alright ankles together" she demands but I go better and cross my ankles for her.
She uses the second lace and ties my ankles at least as tight as my wrists.
" ok, miss escape artist, go for it" "I have to take a shower and Andrea is coming over" " by the way I like that shade of pink on your toes....cute"
" I painted them yesterday" I respond
Renata returns from the shower and gets dressed. I am still tied , having made little progress.
The intercom rings and it's Andrea. She is coming up.
I hear the usual lively embraces between them.
Then they both enter our bedroom.
"Is she tied up? I can not see her hands behind her like that." Andrea asks
" Yeah, she is escaping" Renata confirms.
Andrea is dressed in a short dress and white high heel sandals. She always sports her golden anklet too.
My sister goes about her business chattering on but Andrea's eyes remain fixed on me
"Did you tie her up Renata? Not bad work"
" we were kidding around Andrea" she responds
Andrea remains looking at me.
" excuse me for a minute I have to go on line in the living room" Renata says
Now alone with me Andrea runs her hand along my feet saying " she got you pretty good huh?"
" I guess so but I asked for it" I say
" " look Anna, l have been there, I know...give me a call tomorrow and do not tell Renata or your mom...ok?"
I look in her eyes as her fingers play with my toes and I say. " ok Andrea I will for sure"
Renata returns to the room and says " well let's untie her before we go out Andrea"
I was untied with only small red marks.
As they left Andrea looked back at me and mouthed "call me"
I called her on Sunday as she asked.
We talked about the desire to be tied up. She felt it too but she found that tying up girls was what she longed for. I asked " have you done it before?" She said " you met Suzan, my cousin, I have tied her many times."
"So what do you want from me Andrea."
" look I could see that you are afflicted if you will, by the same desires I am. Essentially I want to tie you up...my way"
" I know that is what you want "
Andrea invited me to come to her parent's apartment the following Saturday. I started a two year relationship with Andrea. She tied me in a variety of outfits and positions. Our favorite often repeated position was a hogtie in my bikini with or without heels. There was no sex, no abuse unless you consider a massage or foot tickling abuse. Yes, I was gagged but what is being tied up without a gag, right? Usually cleave gag or tape around my head with socks in my mouth.
Andrea moved away with her family when her dad got transferred. I learned a lot from her but nostly I learned to love bondage and my partner. I am sure she has found a good partner. And me, I still love to be Hogtied, and when I am tied up tightly and gagged I can somehow feel Andrea caressing my feet and whispering in my ear that we share the love of bondage
you were lucky to have a partner like that