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Monica’s finger hovered over a green ‘submit’ button which was illuminated on her smartphone. She read through her request again making sure the information was correct followed by a third time.
She had heard about this app through one of her friends. It seemed too good to be true. Further late night research had shown a lot of positive reviews putting her mind much more at ease. The aspect she liked was how she felt in control. It had a similar look and feel to a takeaway app making the process seem really simple and the app easy to use.
She bit her lip. Normally she would not be so brave and carefree but she was in the ‘mood’ for some fun and this app did seem a good way to blow off some steam.
The app itself aimed to ‘satisfy lustful kink-filled desires in a safe and simple environment’ as per the catchy slogan underneath the Bo-Ga-Fu (Bound Gagged Fun) logo. The description made clear they were willing to cater to any request as long as they were safe and legal and also included in their terms and conditions. Photos and further information showed they had a wealth of resources at their disposal and could facilitate any request from the simple to severe imprisonment.
She was impressed with the numerous safety features making this seem much more legitimate than she was expecting. For example you could not order a package without the intended recipient’s permission. There were also different screens to filter out those who were doing this out of drunk boredom and others who would not be appropriate. There was even a call symbol should you wish to speak to somebody about a particular issue.
Monica glanced up from her screen. It was dark outside, the time close to 9:30pm. Perhaps she was looking for an excuse not to place her request? After all it was getting late, did they have opening and closing times? A quick check revealed they did not.
An anxious sigh and a finger tap later and her request had been placed. Now all she could do was finish her glass of wine and prepare herself.
Monica stood up from the sofa placing her phone on the coffee table. She had not felt like this in a while being so full of excitement but also nervousness. Her long, straight dark brown hair hung loosely down to her mid-back. She had a naturally slim figure, blessed with a large pair of breasts and a nice round ass. She had just recently turned 35 and stood at 5”8 in height.
She glanced down at her outfit choice. Living alone she liked to occasionally make the effort, giving her confidence as she flaunted her figure in the mirror in a variety of skimpy outfits. This evening she was wearing a lingerie set consisting of a peach bra and panties set with matching garter belt. On her legs were a pair of opaque stockings which felt luxurious against her skin. Over the top of this she wore a loosely tied silver silk robe.
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Close to an hour after using the app, Monica was beginning to think nothing would happen after all. There had been no further communication. She glanced up at the clock which was now reading 10:25pm. However the familiar chime of her doorbell evaporated any doubts she may have had.
She hopped up from the sofa and made her way to the front door. She wondered how this would start as she didn’t want her neighbours to know what she had done. A pause followed by a deep breath later and Monica opened the door to her house slowly.
Stood in the doorway was a man in his mid twenties with short brown hair. He was wearing a black jumper and track pants with black trainers. On his hands were matching gloves. Monica’s eyes peered to the left of his shoulder which revealed a large black duffle bag.
“Apricot. Mango. Banana.” He spoke. The words sounded random but to Monica they made complete sense. This was a security feature so that both parties could know they were speaking to the correct people without sounding suspicious in case there was a mix up.
“Gags. Ropes. Tape.” Monica responded. Her words were randomly assigned to her on the checkout screen.
Monica stood aside allowing the man into her house. As she turned her back to shut the door she soon felt the gloved hand over her mouth as she was pushed roughly into the wall.
“Mppph” she let out playfully as she soon felt her body quickly pinned to the wall.
“Shhh.” He sounded as he dropped the bag and reached into his pocket. He took out a pair of silver handcuffs, crossing her wrists before slowly securing each side over her wrists. Monica appreciated the slow yet firm manner, something which seemed to ooze dominance. She was in her element so far.
The cuffs were secured tightly in place but not too tight to cause her damage. As she concentrated on trying to move her wrists she didn’t have chance to notice the white cloth which was quickly pulled between her teeth and knotted securely behind her head.
“Now off you walk, to your living room.” The man instructed giving her ass a firm slap for good measure. Monica was already increasingly aroused by being treated like this. As soon as the grip on her was released she made her way at a normal pace back to her empty living room. This was going to be a different type of evening.
Once she reached her sofa she was harshly tackled down from behind into her knees and her upper body forced over the sofa. The distinctive sound of the zip on the duffle-bag indicated what would be to come.
She soon felt the first of what would be many ropes used on her to cinch her elbows together tightly. The man worked quick yet expertly to render her increasingly helpless. With her elbows secured, her wrists were uncuffed before being cinched together again with the next length of rope.
With her arms secured she was turned around and helped to sit on the sofa normally. Her captor didn’t say too much at the moment, instead focusing on her bondage. She felt his warm gloved hands push her legs together before a rope began to be tied around her ankles. Once that rope was in place more lengths were added around her shins, lower and upper thighs.
The ropes were nice and tight, Monica tested her legs but found they moved as one solid object rather than two separate limbs.
“Let me help you out of that bra seeing as you will not be going anywhere for a while.” The man spoke playfully. Before she could protest, even if she wanted to, his eyes met hers whilst his hands slipped the peach bra straps and pulled her bra down. Her large breasts were now fully exposed to which he responded with a playful grin.
Monica closed her eyes craving his expected touch however it did not arrive. Instead she felt more rope being used on her. Two ropes were used above and below her breasts to cinch her arms to her back. A few more ropes after and she had a full secure breast harness in place. It worked well to make her upper body useless whilst also having the side effect of making her breasts bulge between the ropes appearing even bigger.
She felt herself helped to stand up now as the man eyed up her gorgeous body. It was clear in his mind something was missing and she soon realised exactly what he had in mind. A rope was cinched around her waist before being pulled between her legs, looped around the front of her waist rope and pulled back between her legs tightly. He gave an extra tug before cinching her crotch rope in place. He had also added the extra step of securing her crotch rope to her wrist bonds meaning every struggle Caused her crotch rope to tug deeper between her legs.
“How does that feel? Anywhere thats too tight?” The man asked checking in case anything was wrong. Monica shook her head lost in her predicament. Finally his hands began to wander over her body. She felt her breasts squeezed together and massaged deeply. She had no complaints about this, instead moaning into her cleave gag her appreciation.
She then felt him bend her over and rub her ass which she also liked. Several short, sharp spanks kept her on her toes though.
Her cleave gag was now removed. She licked her lips to moisten them. Her gaze soon caught what he was holding in his hands.
Without needing to be asked she opened her mouth obediently. Soon a red sponge ball was being stuffed into her mouth, filling it effectively. She had not been gagged like this before but eas impressed by how the sponge expanded and filled every crevice of her mouth.
With the sponge ball in place and after her captor checked it was sitting in the correct place it was sealed in place by a thick wrapping of pink vet wrap. Once the roll was used up a layer of white microfoam tape over the top and finally a few strips of grey duct tape remaining sound she could make.
She tested it by moaning loudly into her gag but it was useless. She was helpless, just like she wanted and just like she asked to be. Her captor had done a good job.
To finish she was now carefully lowered onto the sofa on her front. He secured a rope to her ankles and then to her elbows before cinching it off. This put her in quite a tight hogtie as she felt her remaining range of movement limited further. Finally it looked like he was finished.
“I hope you are impressed with my work.” He spoke as she nodded her head as best as she could.
“Good. I have just one thing to add.” He teased as he retrieved this final item from his bag. A wand vibrator was soon secured between her legs and switched on.
“Unfortunately you didn’t indicate you would like to climax therefore i have no choice but to keep you teetering on the edge.” He grinned as he heard Monica’s frustrated moans.
The next hour and a half were spent with her captor using the recliner function of the sofa. He watched a film on her tv. His hands wandering all over her body, teasing certain areas. Monica’s head rested on his lap. Her body rocking and grinding against the vibrator which teased and taunted her.
The time was past midnight when the film finished and a few minutes later his phone alarm sounded.
“Well thats your time.” He sighed but spoke in a matter of fact tone. He began untying her body from his restraints. The vibrator was turned off last before finally her gag was removed and the sponge spat out.
Monica was incredibly impressed with her captor’s treatment of her. The effect of the vibrator on her arousal meant she was desperate to climax. She stretched her body out trying to tempt his attention.
Once the supplies were all packed away the man sat next to her on the sofa. Monica bit her lip. She wanted it. She needed it. All this teasing and build up, she thought it had been a good idea at the time. She was very much regretting her decision to not include sexual contact into this play. She had chosen not to out of fears of being taken advantage of.
“Close your eyes and open your mouth.” He instructed. She obliged like putty in his hands.
She felt his lips on hers as he gave her a brief kiss. However he soon broke off leaving her hanging. Something flat was placed between her teeth before her jaw was gently closed by his fingers.
He leaned closer to her ear and whispered “I like you. Here’s my card. If you liked what I did for you this evening and wanted to request our services again, please ask for me. Also if you could leave a review that would also be nice.”
She opened her eyes and her captor was standing up with his bag on his shoulder. She took the card from her mouth and before she had chance to read it.
He gave her a playful wink.
“The name is Danny. I’ll hopefully see you again soon.”
Begrudgingly she let the man leave her house and shut the door behind her. She was facing a mixture of emotions. She leaned against the front door and simply smiled to herself. It was like her naughty secret.
Monica was already assessing when she could schedule her next appointment from the app and what to include. The grin took a while to leave her face.
