Big Mistake

I have been interested in bondage, and chastity in particular. I am "5'5'', 104 lbs, long legs for my size and I have large breasts. I would roam around the web looking at pictures of girls, either in bondage, tying up guys, or tying up my fellow woman. I had heard stories of Guys getting tied up by girls, and vice versa, and it made my blood boil. I was very active in self-bondage, but at the age of 21, had still not actually told anyone of my fetish.

Then I got a chance, I read the classified in the paper, and saw an article that got my attention:

Latex chastity belt for sale, cheap. This is for females and is made of latex, and comes with an assortment of other bondage supplies, a real starter kit for those into bondage. Send specifications on measurements. Call 555-0928 and ask for Dave

WOO HOO! This was exactly what I wanted. So I called the person with my specifications, and wired him the money. I got a reply saying it was in the mail. I was so happy!

Two days later I got a large package in the mail. But I decided not to open it, I wanted to dress properly. I went into my closet, and picked out an outfit I had been hiding. I got a normal white satin bra, with wires that made my already large breasts, larger, and a white satin thong. But both were for a 10 year old, so were VERY small. I went to the box, and opened it.

The first thing I pulled out was a long, coiled piece of white rope. Then a pair of handcuffs, with the keys inserted. Then there was a large spreader bar; it consisted of a long medal pole, with a leg maniacal at each end. There was a latex collar. I felt my pussy, it was wet already, and I started to finger myself. I wanted to jump into my own sex and swim around.

WAIT! The belt, imagine the fun I could have, wanting so bad to finger myself, and not be able to. I dove into the box, and I found my belt. It was medal, black and hard. One piece was in a "U" shape, and had a little hole to pee out of, and the other piece was a circle, but it was open, and had a lock on it. I put the "U" into a set of slits in the circle, and it slid in easily with a "CLICK". It now resembled a small medal thong, thin enough to fit between my ass cheeks, but had a thick medal circle that blocked my ass hole. I removed my thong, which was soaked through.

And was about to put on my belt, when I realized something. Wasn't this supposed to be latex? I read the article again, and sure enough, "latex belt". I looked into the box, and found a large plastic bag. In it was a large black latex butt plug, as well as a large, black latex dildo. "Aw, there's the latex part". I found the implements connected via pegs into the "U". I did so, and started to put on the belt.

I stepped into the belt, and slid the cold medal up my leg. I shuttered as I felt the dildo insert into my soaking wet pussy. I paused to line up the butt plug with my asshole. It was large and it hurt as it intruded into my butt hole. My eyes closed and I shook as I put the implants into me. Then I put the two ends of the circle together, and they snapped together, with a large "CLICK". They seemed to jump together, as if a magnet did it, o well. I moved around, but could not get the dildo and butt plug fit so well, that I could not get them to move in me. But they felt so good in me. I felt my pussy, and then discovered that I was not going to be doing that for a while as the medal covered my sex, and I could feel nothing. I tried to slide my fingers between the belt and my skin. But I got nothing, what a belt, WHAT TOURTURE! And I loved it so. I decided to put on the other things.

I found a black leather halter-top in the box; I missed it earlier since it was covered by the popcorn stuff. I removed my bra, and put on the halter-top it was tight, and shinny, hiding little of my tits. I admired my self in the mirror, and then brought the other supplies onto my bed. I put on the spreader first, and I found it stretched my legs a full 2 feet apart. I then decided I wanted to be hog tied, so I tied the white rope to my waist, and then I then I laid down and tied it to my spreader, which had a small ring in the middle of the pole. I pulled my legs high into the air, and as close to my waist as possible, which was not easy, do to the belt, which made it difficult to bend at the waist. I then grabbed a ball gag I owned, and shoved it into my mouth, locking into place behind my head. Then I placed my hands behind my belt, and found a little tiny padlock on the belt. THIS THING HAS EVERYTHING! The key was inside the lock, so I locked the belt to the handcuffs and slid my hands into the cuffs. I was trapped, and I loved it. I squirmed and wiggled, trying to get out, but all managed to do was orgasm, many times. I was out of breath, and felt the juices running down my leg. I yelled, but more so moaned, and then I passed out in orgasm.

I woke up the next morning, still tied and chastised. I rolled over, and saw a box was at the back door. I rolled out of bed, still in the belt, hog-tied and gagged and rolled to my back glass sliding door. I was terrified that someone would see me like this! I read the label on the box:

From: Dave Smith, Tied productions.

I was confused, I already got the belt from Dave, was there another thing? The phone rang, and I had no choice to let the machine pick up.

Hello, My name is Anne, but you may call me mistress. I intercepted your phone call and chose to help you out. You said you were a fan of bondage and from the looks of it, you are, you even managed to find a gag for yourself, that will make things easier for me, such a good slave you will be. You can't get away, your keys melted on my command during the night.

What the hell, how could she see me, good slave I will be, and how did I know I loved self-bondage, who the hell was Anne?!?!

You may be a good slave, but you are not too bright I see. You ordered a latex belt, though mine is obviously metal, and it arrived two days after the call, instead of the three days it takes the mail to deliver. Not to bright bitch! I now own your sex. I will be with you in about 30 seconds, so don't try anything funny. I will be there to collect My prize, my prize that I will own for the rest of my life, or at least yours.

O my god, what have I done?!?!

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