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Wife big toes (M/F)

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Wife big toes (M/F)

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Another good time I had with my wife. I know sometimes I can be talkative and go too far with descriptions, feel free to say if it gets boring... (But I hope you will enjoy)



That day, Sophie was painting her toenails outside in the garden, sitting on a lounge chair while I was sipping coffee and reading yesterday's newspaper at the table under the porch, close to her. Great weather and temperature for the season. Sophie was wearing some dark blue cycling shorts going about mid thighs and a white tight-fitting top i.e. outfit not very consistent with polishing her nails or beyond my limited understanding of women in general.

Then without a notice, she started:

- You didn't tie my big toes last time, did you?

- Last time what?

- Well, last time you tied me up. Don't you remember?

Right now, I did not. I had been very busy over the last weeks and even had to travel and sleep in an hotel for two important meetings with customers. But I couldn't tell her.

- Let me think about it... Oh, yeah! Got it! And... about your big toes, wasn't possible, if you do remember your were standing naked under the stairs, hands tied above your head, to the balcony actually, with high-heels shoes, shiny black ones if I'm right, yeah, I'm pretty sure. Which I sweetly licked before taking care of your...

- Aahh...

I noticed she was blushing, though nothing humiliating at all, I love licking her feet and she was so beautiful.

- Why asking this?

- I was... It's just... how to say? I was thinking about one day I was bound, and gagged, and after that you had used a thin cord to tie my big toes, and that made me feel so helpless!

- Good memories?

- Oh yes, very good. It's like... Like, once your hands have been tied behind your back, your legs have been tied, you cannot move, feel helpless, but then one comes from behind and gags you, making your more helpless that before, like the cherry on the cake, you know?

Didn't know if that was an invitation to go and get our bondage gear, but yes, I knew what she meant and the buldge in my pants helped me visualize such scene. But she continued working on her nails, blowing actually, to dry the polish she had applied.

A bit disturbed, I continued reading and drinking my coffee, forgetting about Sophie who had left a few minutes later, until the sounds of our toy bag dropped on the wooden table woke me up. I looked at her, she seems irritated though I read some kind of amusement in her eyes, then the bag. She had removed her top, and only wore a white sports bra highlighting her breasts. Very nice. Then she took the newspaper from my hands, folded it and threw it away.

- Need translation?

As I stood up, she looked at me from below, both hands on my chest, smile in her eyes, moved her lips saying "Tie me up" without a sound then turned around. Kinda waiting. I bet she had her eyes closed.

I took one rope in the bag, wasn't a long one, folded it and passed it under her arms as I brought them behind her back, then carefully wrapped it several times around her wrists before I tying a knot in the middle with the less slack I could. The second rope was for her elbows, which I passed four times around to get the closer but not touching, looping the remaining end between them.

Made her turn and face me. "Is it OK?", I asked and she just nodded. Though I suspected she had not planned the elbow tie. "Sure?", and she nodded again. So I picked another rope and tied it around her hips first, the loop going right over her belly button, then I pulled it down between her legs, passed it on her pussy then between her buttocks. She definitely looked surprised as I cinched it behind her back, good surprise I thought when I heard this small "Ooohh!".

Next, I lifted her up and sat her on the table and knelt, so I could easily tie her ankles together, side by side, keeping enough slack to finish the hogtie I had in mind, later. Back up, oh my!, so sexy, I grabbed the first scarf I could find in the bag, it was white with black polka dots but before I could use it Sophie had her lips opened and bent forward trying to kiss me. That was turning me on of course but I didn't let her do. Instead I made her lean over the table on her stomach. She complained, "that's not fair" she said, as I was tying the scarf over her eyes, wiggling a bit, and soon I finished hogtying her, connecting the rope between her feet to the one who tied her elbows.

Not the tightest bondage I could do but good enough to keep her for a while. Then she put her head down on the table, all quiet.

Meanwhile I was rummaging through the bag to find a gag, chose a simple panel ballgag with a faux-leather panel. I couldn't find any thin cord she talked about, but I found a tiny zip-tie, that would be perfect. Put the gag next to her head and started rubbing her butt, thighs and legs, slowly reaching her feet. As I was holding both of them in my hands, massaging them a little I couldn't resist and started sucking her big toes. Then I tied them together with the zip-tie. She couldn't retain a 'MMMMmmmmmahhh', kind of pleasure sound, though she was not gagged yet. I then sucked her toes again and heard her loud breath.

Moving around the table, I picked the gag, approached the ball in front of her lips and pushed it inside her mouth. She didn't resist and took it all, so I could buckle the strap behind her neck.

"Ok?", I asked. She nodded as she could with a "MMmmfffff" sound. Perfect.

"Enjoy", I thought but then I saw her gently moving her fingers, searching the find the rope or knots may be, or some good position, and... I just remembered what she said about the cherry on the cake, the big toes and so on. So I searched again through the bag looking for little socks we usually use a stuffing for gag. There it was! I wasn't sure that'd be convenient but... I took one, pushed Sophie's hands together, fingers crossed like a single closed fist, and slipped them into the sock. Not easy, the sock seemed too small, but that was the purpose, holding her hands and fingers tight, which I managed to do. Wrapping a little duct tape at the edge of the sock would keep it in place and prevent Sophie from taking it off.

And it did the job!

All delighted, it seemed, I left her there on the table but stayed around, enjoying my little damsel predicament, not that bad. She looked like enjoying too, moaning now and then, slightly wiggling without trying to escape, I assumed that was just a way to feel her bonds. She didn't MMmmphphpfff'ed really loud, that's why I thought this, that's probable what I'd have done.

I tried to make the littlest noise I could, so she would ignore if she was alone or not. Once I heard some noise in the backyard and started to panic thinking someone passing by could have seen her, but no, there was no one out there, in any way, the path nobody could have seen her.

Of course she was drooling and her drool was leaking down her chin. Lovely. And when it got too much, I came by and wiped her chin with a rag.

- Better?

- MMmmmmfffphphooo...

Uh? I couldn't understand. So she repeated, something like "Ggggghhhhh" or so, and that's why I unbuckled the strap and removed the ball from her mouth.

- Is it ok?

Actually, it did not seem as I saw her chewing the air.

- My jaw, she said, it starts aching

- Oh, sorry for that...

And I gave a look at this panel gag in my hand, yeah, the ball, pretty good size, not a big surprise after, oh my!, it's been more than twenty five minutes, may be...

- May be I should untie you now

- Don't! Please don't, I'm fine, I'm all fine.

- Sure?

- Just... Just another gag. Please.

That was surprising and... just surprising, not the fact that she asked for another gag but staying tied longer, particularly in a hogtie.

So, I took a roll of duct tape, unrolled it and wrapped several layers around her head, making sure she had closed her lips, so I shut her up again.

- Good? I asked

And she nodded before she let her head rest on the table again. Still. For fifteen or twenty minutes, that's when I asked again if I was to release her. The answer was yes.
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Post by DTbound »

Lovely story! Don’t worry about how descriptive you were, I thought this level of detail was fine!
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Post by johopp »

Great.

But when you tied her toes than hopefully next time it will be her thumbs which are cuffed or ziptied.
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Post by wannabetiedup »

Another great story from you. I love the bit about the gag swap.
I love all things bondage. Always up for a chat
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