The Bracelet Club, Collaring, Submission, Bondage, Brighton / London England

This is a multi chapter story about bondage and the love that goes with it. Enjoy and watch for updates.

Chapter 1 The Bar

The day was slowing down. It always did around this time, the lunch rush was over and only the odd soccer mom or business person came in for a quick afternoon pick me up. Sure we had the regulars using the free wifi, like the young university student Debby.

She usually came in around 1:30pm, ordered a large double espresso with cream, then would sit for the next couple hours doing work and texting on her phone. Nice girl but not great for business.

The day was cloudy and with the rain this was going to be a long afternoon.

Right on time Rob announced.

Kelly I’m going for lunch.

This really meant a quick smoke and then a walk down to Chapters to see his future girl friend.

Last month he came back late from lunch and was all weird. Finally after a couple of hours he told me about this girl at Chapters. He really liked her look, you know the love at first sight thing.

I told him just go up to her and say hi, my name is Rob and would you like to go for a coffee but no. He’s to afraid. So now he just goes everyday and stalks her. God men are such wimps!

Excuse me miss.

Dam, caught day dreaming.

Yes, what can I get for you?

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Two large latte’s with extra milk please.

I hated that when that happened. I mean how hard is it to make coffee. Turn the mind off, watch for customers, try to guess what they want and stay moving cleaning tables and restocking coffee cups.

Is that all or would you like to try some fresh apple pie?

No thanks, how much?

$6.26.

As he was pulling a ten dollar bill out of his wallet I got my first glance at it.

It never failed to amaze me. I have the worst obsession for bracelets. I mean its really bad. Like to the point if the store was robbed I would have a better chance of describing the perps bracelet then their clothes.

For as long as I could remember I have been obsessed with bracelets. I just love to see people wearing them. I do have some limits like the gold linked bracelets that guys wear or the cheap junk that older women buy from Sears but without fail if someone has one on, I will be able to tell you what it is. I don’t know why but bracelets make me horny.

It took me years to figure it out but I have an unusual problem. My wrists are my g-spot. If you want to make my night, make sure you spend time licking my wrists as much as you lick my cunt. Yes, we all have our issues.

I didn’t get a good look at it, his jacket was covering it but dam it looked interesting. Definitely it was silver, solid and I think it was a bangle. Dam sexy.

Okay pull yourself together and stop standing here like Homer Simpson.

He was sitting at my favourite table in the corner by the front window with a female. Was she his wife, girl friend or just a friend? God relax. I know it was slow and you haven’t had a live partner in months but it was just a bracelet. I didn’t even know if he’s cute. He’s definitely not ugly, but is he 30, 40 or 50? I’ll just go over and clean some tables and have a closer look.

Frak here comes 4 more customers. Sometimes it’s like everyone waits outside till there’s a good size group and then they all come in at once. I always said to Rob, looks like the bus just pulled up.

The next 45 minutes was a blur of making expresso’s, latte’s and up selling the apple pie. When possible I would look over and dam, does she have one on as well. What the frak? By the time Rob returned from Chapters, my bracelet man was gone. Dam!

The rest of the day went by as usual. Miss internet left at 4pm, Fred,I shouldn’t but make it a large, came in. I think he has the hots for me. No thanks!

Rob confessed that he was still doing the Monty Python at the book store. He said he was reading up on how to be a C+ programer today.

After the bracelet guy and it was about mid month on the calendar, I spent the rest of the day wondering if I would visit my local sex store and see if they have any new toys.

My obsession comes and goes like my fraking period. At the start of the month I’m okay but as we hit week three I get more and more horny. It’s like I get hyper sensitive to anything sexual. I started to wear more bracelets, doing more internet searches, anything to try to relieve my simmering sex. I finally peak a day before the classic, out of season, monthly period. Being the 14th of the month I’m starting my monthly, never-ending cycle a little early.

Heading home I found the local sex store didn’t have anything new, not really a surprise based on my substantial collection of BDSM gear so I settled for Chinese food. The streets were still wet but the rain was done. I had already decided that tonight would be a play night and after bracelet guy firing me up today it was going to be excessive.

I live in a small 2 bedroom apartment just off the club district. It’s clean and only a 2 story walkup. The main room has large front windows that let’s in the morning sun, hardwood floors and the exposed beams very handy from when it was an old warehouse. The neighbours are younger then my 37 years but for the most part it’s quiet and clean.

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Arriving at the apartment and feeling how horny I am and thinking the bracelet guy today didn’t help. Time for some self bondage. I put the food on the counter and head to the bedroom. Tonight would be more then the usual play and I was starting to have some rather disturbing idea’s.

Off came my work clothes, then bra and under pants. Off came my 3 heavy steel bangles, my favourite items for later in the month, the clanking noise makes me crazy. I don’t usually wear any other jewelry, sometime a ring or necklace but they didn’t do much for me.

Standing their naked I looked in the full length mirror admiring the shape of my five foot five inch body. I started working out a year ago, twice a week to the gym and 4 days running. I was up to 5km in under 30 minutes. Not bad if I do say so. It’s a long way from the 2 minutes, falling down dead run when I started.

Out from the closet came the bag of goodies. The bag seemed to get heavier every month, which was true with all my cuffs, locks and other bondage gear.

Dinner was getting cold so I took out the handcuffs. I had bought the real ones with the safety lock but I had cut the connecting chain off. The 3 link standard chain is to restrictive and I like to have the option of chain lengths or if I want to separate my arms in other positions.

God I love the feel of the steel around my wrists. I put one handcuff around my left wrist. Slowly I closed the cuff trying to count each click of the lock. 1, 2 , 3 and 4 together then 5. Moving the cuff up and down my wrist made my sex wake up and say hello. Okay stop. Move on.

Picking up the second cuff, feeling the weight and slowly placed it around my right wrist. Again 1, 2, 3, 4, and then 5. God do they feel great. Posing in the mirror with both wrists extended over my head. The cuff slide down, or is it up, my arms, I then dropped my wrist to my side and felt the weight of the cuff slide to the base of my hands. Yes that worked.

Okay, dinner girl. Using the 6 inch chain with the quick release attachments I connected the cuffs in front of my body. This would make doing everything else some what restrictive. Feeling hungry I went back to the kitchen and started to prepare the Chinese food.

Reaching for a plate in the cupboard I was forced to use both hands the cuffs sliding up and down my wrists with the chain singing it’s clanking song. I wished I could wear them all the time. They felt so good and looked great.

The chain was from a choker style dog collar. It took some experimenting with chains at the local Home Depot to realized nothing would meet my standard and it was only when I went to Pet Smart did I find that the quality of the dog collar chain to be perfect. I also found the steel links of the chain style dog leashes worked great for longer lengths.

It’s amazing how one must adjust when wearing handcuffs. Each movement needs to be pre-planned. Don’t use to much force when opening the bag or my wrists will fly apart and the cuffs will dig into my skin. When using both hands to open the drawer to get a knife and fork, so make sure the bag is balanced and won’t fall over when I let go.

Spin the wine bottle as I turn the corkscrew so the chain won’t get tangled. Can I carry both the wine glass and plate together? I was making myself so horny I could just touch myself and cum, but no. Control. It would be a long Friday night.

It took two trips to the coffee table with my wine and the plate of food. Move the wine glass out of the way so the chain doesn’t knock it over, reach for the remote with both hands, select channel 42 and yes the usual auction show is on.

Stabbed the food, making sure the chain doesn’t touch the food, use both hands to bring it to my mouth, feel the handcuffs slide down my arms, lower arms to get more food, feel cuffs slide up to my hands. Repeat.

Reaching for wine glass with both hands, bring the glass to mouth, drink, lower wine glass, enjoy the cuffs as they slide up and down my wrists. Yes it’s going to be a very long night.

I’ve been turned on by bondage all my life. From as early as seven or eight, I enjoyed wrestling with my brother and dad. I would always fight like hell but would make sure to maneuver my body so they would pin my arms behind my back. They woulds hold my wrists together and I would struggle to get free but I was really getting excited by being helpless.

One day our neighbour Timmy showed up with handcuffs. We were maybe 12 years old and everyone was acting like Bart and Lisa Simpson. About si of us always got together and did whatever it was kids did back then. Today Timmy had handcuffs and that was different. They were the cheap ones with the safety release on the side but what did we know.

At first everyone was too cool to try them on but I could see the fascination in everyones eyes. Finally after the usual horse play, Greg was conned into putting them on. It was the first time I heard the click. It was all I could hear. Just the click, click, click of the handcuffs.

It made me feel different. I wasn’t naive about sex, I mean it wasn’t like I knew what it was, Cathy and I had talk about it after she had her first period. I don’t know why but hearing the click of the handcuffs did something to me. Made me feel warm inside, like the first time Bobby had held my hand and it made me feel different.

Anyway the day continued and the handcuffs were shared and the usual fights and teasing took place, but being a girl I was excluded from their use. But it was the first time I heard and felt the click, click, click. It was the sound that would live with me to this day.

Time to get busy.

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Two trips back to the kitchen. Refilling the wine glass and back to the bedroom.

Okay so the plan was to put on leather wrist and ankle cuffs, corset, vibrating butt plug, benwa balls, chastity belt and then get dressed and go out to the local pub for some more wine. Ya nothing like a little self bondage and public outing to get ones fire burning.

I wished I could wear the handcuffs but they were to bulky to fit under my sweat shirt so I unhooked the key from the double ended clasp. The handcuff key was the only accessory that I didn’t like. It was to small. I have a thing against loose buttons, earrings, jacket pins and a mix of other weird items. Again it’s just me.

Insert the key into the outward facing keyhole, turn key up and remove left cuff. Hold loose cuff in right hand, insert key, turn and remove right cuff. Place still connected cuffs into bondage bag.

Resist urge to lie down on the bed and turn on mister dildo.

Reaching into the bag, I pulled out the slim style leather cuffs. First the wrist and then ankle cuffs. I laid them down on the bed. Next, the butt plug and wireless remote. Check battery, no check that, change batteries, lets really screw with the night. Find benwa balls and finally at the bottom of the bag, the very expensive steel chastity belt.

Seeing everything on the bed made me feel horny and disgusted at the same time. I had a small fortune in gear just to make me orgasm. The look and smell of the leather was almost overwhelming. I couldn’t wait to feel it on my body but how I also wanted to share it with a man.

To be his sex slave. To loose control and spend the night as his instrument of pleasure. To be helpless, tied down, whipped and made to cum and then denied the same. To have pleasure mixed with pain so that I can’t be sure of which. In short to experience pleasure that doesn’t last the usual 30 minutes with the wham bam thank you mam, it’s time to leave sex.

But no. All I seem to get are the nice guys. Guys that already have our next 20 years all plained out, from meeting the parents, to the wedding to the names of our 2.3 kids, all this before they even get up the courage to say hi. I needed a real fracking MAN.

I love my wrist cuffs. I found them at a leather shop in Stratford. The big difference between my regular cuffs and these are the way they lock. They use a post and hole design, eliminating the bulky buckle. I use them for my light self bondage and for my public foray’s as they fit nicely under a sweat shirt.

Choosing a wrist cuff I wrapped it around my left wrist. It felt so good. Because I was going out I used the tighter second hole for the post. Next is the mastercraft lock. I slipped it through the post and closed it with the now I’ve done it click. The cuff feels so good that I wished I could wear them 24 7. I left the locked side of the cuff on the inside of my wrist as the small d-loop makes a lower profile under my sweat shirt.

Next is the other wrist cuff. The second hole is tighter on my right wrist and I debate between the looser hole 3 and the tighter hole 2. I decided that I would go for the tighter fit now and change it when I got home. Again the padlock was slipped through the post and clicked shut.

My ankles were next. Again I decided on the slim cuff’s. Sitting on the bed I wrapped the cuff around my left ankle. Hole 3 worked the best and I could see the wear marks from all it’s use. In the past I’ve kept them on 24 7 for up to a week. I turned the cuff so the lock was on the outside of my ankle and then I took a second lock and attached it to the d-loop.

The second lock is different from the mastercraft. It’s longer and uses a plastic card with specific holes as the key. I added these to my ankle cuffs as they would swing around and bang into my ankles and made what I considered a loud noise when walking.

They felt great and looking at my wrist cuffs was making my sex swell. Okay keep going. Next was my right ankle. Down goes my left ankle with the satisfying feeling of the sliding cuff and the clinking sound of the lock. Taking my right ankle and I again wrapped the cuff around my soft skin. Selecting the third hole for the post and attached the padlock then I turned the cuff and attached the second lock to the d-loop.

I paused in the full length mirror and looked at the black cuffs on my wrists and ankles. I wondered why I couldn’t find a man to share these moments with. I looked so hot. I took a moment to close my eyes and fantasize by putting my hands behind my back and spreading my feet.

Thinking of my master cuffing my wrists and then using a spreader bar on my ankles. I’m forced to stand like this as he sat and watched tv. I feel humiliated as he plays with my clit one minute and ignores me the next. I could imagine the frustration of not being allowed to cum, of being teased to the point of cumming only to hear the imaginary words.

Not yet Kelly.

Snapping out of it I reached for my corset on it’s hanger in the closet. I loved how this makes me feel. It’s an all leather half push design with steel reinforced ribs. It has drawstrings in the back and clasps in the front. I kept the strings at the back done up as it was to hard to pull and tie the corset tight. Again the need for a man. Frak.

Wrapping the corset around my body and beginning with the middle clasp I started to pull it tightly around me. I worked closing the clasps towards the bottom, sucking in my stomach, feeling the leather and steel transform my body. Next I started to work up to my tits. I felt my ribs being pressed into my lungs with the resulting restriction in my breathing. The top clasp was always the hardest. Sucking in my breath as much as possible and pushing my tits up I felt the clasp snap shut.

I made one modification to the corset. Because I couldn’t find a man to share my bondage with, I was forced to buy a corset that could be done up from the front. The problem with this is I could undo it. To solve this self bondage dilemma I added 3 posts and hole fasteners, similar to my slim cuffs. The posts slid through holes in the overlapping leather making it possible do attach the locking padlocks. Home Depot is a wonderful source of bondage accessories.

I never got tired of how this felt. My tits were pushed up and out, my slouch was replaced with a dancers perfect straight posture. My breathing was restricted. I loved it. Now for the three mastercraft padlocks locking me in. Click, click and click.

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Time for another look in the mirror. God I look hot. I slowly turn around to look at my ass. It looked fantastic with the black leather of the corset. Time for another fantasy.

Going over to the bed, taking 2 pillows and moved down to the foot of the bed. Placing the pillows on top of each other then I spread my legs apart. Bending over onto the pillows I place my hands behind my back holding my cuffed wrists. Closing my eyes, imagining my master having my ankles tied to the bed post with my wrists locked behind me. He has the riding crop out and is whipping my ass for being a bad girl. I must count each stroke and ask for another. I imagined the burning of the crop. The feeling of the burning welts spreading across my skin until my whole ass felt like it’s on fire. I imagined the pain and the humiliation of having to ask for more. It makes me so hot. I could cum with one rub of my finger but no, wait dam it. No cumming till tomorrow morning. This was becoming very difficult.

The clock showed it was 8:30 and time to get going. Taking some deep breaths and getting a little head rush I moved back to the side of the bed. Taking the 2 benwa balls and slid them easily into my cunt. Contracting my vagina muscles, feeling them slide deeper into my sex. Next was the vibrating butt plug. I was so wet I just used my pussy juices to lube the plug. With the usual discomfort I forced it up my ass. As I adjusted to the intrusion I took hold of my crowning piece of equipment.

The steel and leather chastity belt had cost me a fortune. Its from a local shop and I had it custom fitted. I wrapped the steel with the leather padded waist band around my waist just below the corset, slipping the d-loop through the locking hole. Using a padlock I slipped it through the d-loop and left it open.

The corset made reaching through my legs a challenge. As I brought the steel strap up between my legs it pushed the butt plug further in to my anus. Removing the padlock off the belt I slipped the strap onto the d-loop and replaced the padlock. Taking a deep breath, Okay, what would be a deep breath without a corset, I closed the lock with the resounding click. Now my sex and ass was out of my reach for the next 18 hours or so. Already the pressure of the butt plug and Benwa balls was driving me crazy.

Okay all done. Another look in the mirror and frack I looked good. With the steel band running between my legs, my gap looks fantastic. God I wish a man would notice.

I was fracking horny but now I couldn’t do anything about it. Why do I do this?

Time to finish.

Into the washroom for the usual hair and makeup. I loved walking with my ankle cuffs on. The dangling lock swinging around making clinking noises and bang into my ankles.

My makeup was minimal. I have the girl next door look with high cheekbones and long dark brown hair so a little blush, lip stick and brush through the hair and I’m good to go.

I loved the look of the leather cuff and the corset in the mirror. Seeing the locks on the cuffs just added to my excitement. Giving my pelvic muscle a flex and felt the balls move. Almost cumming, I fought back the sensation. Once again I thought that this will be a long night.

Back in the bedroom I put on my favourite jeans, t-shirt and Roots sweatshirt. Shoes with a small heels and I was on my way. Well not yet.

My tight jeans increased the pressure on the butt plug and I felt the balls move as my sex contracted. Doing a double check in the mirror, making sure my ankle cuff with the dangling locks weren’t showing. The chastity belt showed above my jeans but the t-shirt and bulky sweatshirt covered it. My wrist cuffs were similarly covered but nothing could hide my tits. They looked twice as large as normal and I could almost see my hard nipples through the thick material.

Time to get to the pub before it got to busy.

First I gathered up all the keys to the padlocks and wrapped them in saran rap and then place them in a metal water bottle. Filling the bottle with water I placed it beside the other 2 bottles that were already frozen in the freezer. One bottle had a key with a 4 foot string attached which would come into play later. I took the other bottle and placed it on the counter by the door.

Okay so that’s all for the preparation. Giving the bedroom one last check and moved the bondage bag back to the closet after taking out the leather blindfold. Checking that the chains were positioned on the four corners of the bed correctly and that three of the chains had quick release snaps. On the nightstand was the 6 inch chain and the final padlock, the one that would seal my fate for the night.

Okay that was it. Walking across the apartment, my ankle locks sounded insanely loud. My last act before leaving the apartment was to switch on the vibrating butt plug with the remote control. It started a slow and constant vibration that went right through my sex to the Benwa balls. It was pure torture. The vibrations kept everything moving in side my vagina, making me horny as hell but not enough to bring on a climax.

Taking the water bottle off the counter I went out and locked the door. Going down the stairs all I could hear were the fraking ankle locks banging away. Their sound and the Benwa balls jumping around was enough for me to question my insane logic on how to have a fun Friday night.

Now for the final definitive steps. The spare key for my apartment door went in to my mail box with a clink. Next the water bottle went in the newspaper rack, under all the unread copies of the Metro newspaper. It should be safe there for the next 4 hours. If not then it will be a very uncomfortable knock on the neighbours door. Can you sing the little ship set sail for a three hour tour. Yup, hello Gilligan.

The 10 minute walk to the pub was uneventful. Okay as uneventful as a girl wearing leather cuffs, a corset, a butt plug bussing in her ass and shackles banging on her ankles. Looking at my reflection in shop windows I wondered if I was the only one dressed, or is it accessorized like this tonight. Yes, who else was this crazy? But if there was someone else, I sure would like to meet them.

I got the usual looks from the passing men and one girl seemed to hear the ankle locks as I went by. She was smoking and did a double take and looked down at my feet.
Walking with the Benwa balls was not for the faint of heart. They moved around with every step and I could feel them vibrate with the butt plug and bang together. My cunt was being assaulted from with in and I couldn’t do anything to stop it. Each step caused a new sensation and my vagina was starting to pulse. Lets not have an orgasm in the middle of the fracking street please.

Okay, try not to think about my self induced plight. Randomly think of any non sexual thought. Things like what day is it today? Friday. What will the weather be like for the weekend? Clear but cool. What is Rob up to tonight and will he ever talk to the book store girl? Don’t care and someday. What kind of bracelet did the guy have on today? Frak, that’s not good.

Isn’t that how all this started. Some random guy orders a coffee and my obsessive bracelet fascination goes crazy.

Okay enough. Just walk, dam the benwa balls, to the fraking pub. My body is wrapped in leather and steel with five, no eight, no ten fraking padlocks, my ass is stretched and buzzing, my cunt is being assaulted by two bouncing steel balls and I sounded like a Tap Dancer with broken shoes. Just let me get to the pub, sit the frak down and have a drink!

Finally I could see the Grey Owl.

It’s a nice neighbourhood pub. I can’t stand those chain restaurant/bars. This place has a great personality and the staff make you feel at home, which in my case may not be the best thing if you know what I mean.

The doorman said.
Hi Kelly, your a little late tonight.

Ya Mitch, was tied up at home for a bit, is Mary working the bar tonight?

Heading in I saw the place was still on the quiet side with most of the customers out on the deck. The temperature was still comfortable but it would be chilly in the next hour or so. I headed for my usual seat at the far end of the bar.

Most girls shy away from sitting at the bar but I like it. Sure more guy’s hit on you but I find the conversation to be more random and entertaining. It’s also the best place for getting to know the staff, which is usually a good thing at a busy pub.

Before I could get to the bar stool, Mary called out.
A glass of wine? Sorry but no pop tonight or I’m not serving you.

Answering.
Red wine sounds good and no it’s not a pop night, had a bit of a week.

Sitting down on the bar stool I added.
I’m a little worked up and need to unwind tonight.

Mary answered back.
No worries, had a week myself, I forgot our dam anniversary Wednesday. Peter was pissed. I mean isn’t it usually the other way around? I got home around 10pm, stayed late to do some studying at the university and he has the table all set for dinner. I mean, what a guy but can you believe it?

No way, he made dinner for you?

Yup, well almost, ribs from the Smoked Hog but somehow he made a cake. Can you believe it. He made a cake for our second first date anniversary and it’s just sitting on the table. He even went to the trouble of finding a candle that said I love you!

Your kidding? Oh you must really feel bad.

Yup, I started crying but he was so upset that as of today he won’t even do make up sex. He’s slept on the couch last night. To tell you the truth I’m almost afraid, he’s so pissed I may end up in a world of hurt if he takes it out on me.

No, Peter would never lay a hand on you. It’s Peter!

Mary said blushing.
No, not that way it’s Peter. God I wouldn’t be going out with him if that was remotely possible. No what I mean, well I shouldn’t tell you this but what the fuck. Peter likes to have, I mean he likes to have, well I mean he likes trying kinky stuff.

Whispering.
Kinky? Like what …food? Positions? Anal? Places?

I’m really just trying to goat Mary along because this conversation was killing me. If the straightest girl I knew says her boy friend is into bondage then I’ll need to hurt someone.

Mary said with a quiet and disgusted voice.
No, well, he likes to tie me up.

You got to be fracking kidding me. No fracking way. Peter is the man all girls dream about. Tall, athletic, smart, good looking, I mean he has it all. Good god he not only remembered their second anniversary but made a surprise fracking dinner.

I’m sitting with a vibrating butt plug being pushed up my ass, more pad locks on my body then a hardware store and miss Mary fraking Poppins has superman wanting to tie her up and fuck her silly. Life really isn’t fair.

Trying to hide my contempt I said.
Really? That’s terrible.

Mary whispered.
I don’t want to go into It but I let him tie me up every six months or so. I keep hoping he will get over it but just the other day I was using his laptop to do a search on google and you know how previous searches show up when your typing?

Mary looked around to make sure no one could hear and said.
In the drop down as I’m typing bonus I see bondage.

I said with guarded sarcasm.
No.

Mary said with some excitement.
Yes. So I quickly did a scan of his history and it’s full of bondage sites with tied up girls and on-line stores full of the kinkiest stuff I have ever seen. Do you believe it. My mister right is into female bondage. He gets his socks of seeing woman tied up and, and, and well whatever.

Mary some guys are just into that. Have you talked to him about it?

After Wednesday, no way. I mean, I will, but not until he’s in a better mood.

With that Mary was pulled away by a large group coming in.

Well that was a good distraction. At least for the last two minutes I forgot about my tormented body. Now sitting with my wine, I really started to feel the butt plug being forced deeper into my anus.

The more it penetrated my ass, the more it pressed on my vagina. This had a double effect of making my sex fill full, which was bad, but worse was the increase in the vibrations being transferred to the benwa balls.

The balls had really started to drive me crazy. As I sat there I could slowly feel my sex getting hotter. Frak not here, not now! But thinking about trying to stop it only made it worse. I could feel my pelvic muscles starting to tense. Christ I was about to have my first orgasm of the night sitting on a bar stool with 30 people all a round me. Frak

Slowly feeling my orgasm building, my breathing was becoming short and with the added restriction from the corset that wasn’t a good thing. I tried shifting my position on the stool. Wrong choice. I moved left and the butt plug moved right and nailed a benwa ball. The sudden increase in vibration just about made me cry out. The orgasm was exceptional. My pelvic muscle spasmed and the resulting pleasure wave was insane.

Holding on to the edge of the bar for dear life as my body shook with pleasure. I tried to look around to see if anyone noticed my discomfort. Not sure that’s the right adverb but wholly shit I felt it. My body was hit with repeated contractions of pleasure. It seemed like each contraction moved the benwa balls to a new location in my vagina and that would start another contraction.

Please God make it stop.

Closing my eye’s and tried not to move but my body was on auto pilot. Oh, here comes another one. Ya that’s just about enough to drop me to the floor. Oh come on, stop I can’t take anymore. I needed to hold on, to let the orgasm run out, to let my body come back to earth. Oh that was just to much. What a night, what a place to cum, god what was I thinking.

Finally as the contraction subsided I leaned forward and the corset pushed up on my tits and the pain brought me back to my twisted reality.

Okay Kelly, easy, look around and see if all 30 people are looking at you. Okay, a quick scan didn’t reveal any unwanted attention. God this is crazy but what an orgasm.

Next I checked my clothes. Sleeves check, no sign of my wrist cuffs. Looking down I could see my right pant leg was up. Dam I must have caught it on the stool leg and now the cuff and lock were in full view. Quick, reach down and fix it. Oops, that almost made me loose my right tit. Okay, that won’t work. Okay brush the pant against the stool leg. Good that worked.

Frak, can I go home yet?

I’ve been at the Grey Owl for less then 30 minutes and I had already been subjected to finding out that the bartenders boy friend was into bondage, had an orgasm and was now physically exhausted. I shouldn’t say it but, how much worse can the night get?

Time to go to the washroom. Just getting off the stool was an effort. My pussy was still recovering from the assault and I wasn’t moving to well. As I was getting off the stool one of the benwa balls slid down my vagina, almost coming out and resting against the chastity belt. Almost going to my knees contracting my pelvic muscles to force it back into my over work pleasure dome.

Walking to the washroom seemed to take forever. The locks on my ankles were smashing about and my corset was making breathing a challenge. The stall at the far end of the washroom was empty and I closed the door. I thought about just spending the next 4 hours hiding in here, waiting for the ice to melt and release my apartment key.

I was so hot, as in temperature, not sex, well that too, okay enough. The air felt refreshing as I removed my sweat shirt to cool down. The dam corset was so hot. I was sweating and all I could smell was the leather mixed with body odour and a faint smell of my sex juices. For me that was a turn on. My wrist cuffs were also feeling tight and hot. Trying to cool down I removed my T-shirt.

At this point I should’ve run for home and thrown all my bondage gear in the garbage because what happened next defies reality. A magical power, higher then the reality we know, it’s like the ancient Greek Gods had decided to use me for their personal entertainment for the night. Whatever it was, my night was about to go very sideways.

I was standing, because sitting on the toilet when dressed in a very tight corset was problematic. That was when two somewhat intoxicated girls came into the washroom. It sounded like it was one of the girls 18th birthday. From the slurred and loud speech she was in what I would call birthday shape. Not really an issue as I was safely in my locked stall but then the birthday girl did a dance step, lost her balance and crashed through the stall door. Holy Frack.

The door hit me, pushing me back on to the toilet. She went down on her back with her head between my feet. Her friend came rushing over to help and stopped as she saw me dressed as Miss Bondage USA. Frak! Next the birthday girl tried to roll over and in the process ended up on her knees with her head firmly planted in my crotch.

So their I am. Sitting on a toilet wearing a leather corset and locked leather cuffs in a bar with two drunk 18 year olds that are having a birthday party. I’ll go out on a limb and say that some Greek God’s were laughing themselves silly.

The friend, seeing how I’m dressed, doesn’t know what to say. The birthday girl finally pulled her head out of my crotch and said.

Did you just cum? Because you sure smell like it.

I said.
Thanks, are you Okay?

The friend said.
Sorry, it’s her 18th birthday and we’ve had a couple of drinks.

Then she added.
You look amazing!

Thanks, but could you help her up.

Ya sure, oh are those leather cuffs, the look great.

Gathering the birthday girl the friend departed with.
Sorry Miss.

Really. I’m a fraking Miss now. You have got to be kidding me. Yup, this night is just going great.

Standing up and closing the stall door I took stock. My sweat and T shirts were on the ground but I seem to be okay other then my tits had taken another beating. All I could hear is the dam butt plug vibrating. Why did I use fresh batteries, Okay lets get dressed again.

Using all the grace of a 3 year old ballet dancer I knelt down to get my shirts.

So much for taking a moment alone and regrouping. Now I needed to see if the whole bar was waiting for my reappearance from the washroom.

Cursing at how stupid this had become I headed back out. Scanning the crowd I thanked God no-one seems to be waiting for the bondage girl.

Getting back on the bar stool I noticed that the chastity belt was starting to rub on my hips. Oh well shit happens.

Lets just sit and enjoy the sensation of the vibrating butt plug and play with the benwa balls. Yes that was better.

Time to do what I do best. People watch. The bar was starting to fill up with 20 and 30 year olds. A group of 4 young blonde girls were ordering Jager bombs. Oh to be that young and stupid again. One girl had a large gold watch and a silver ball bracelet on her left wrist. Unfortunately the look has run it’s course and is out of style. To bad, I loved the look. The other girls all had a mixture of bracelets, a leather necklace wrapped twice around the wrist, some plastic bangles and a pho spiked leather bracelet.

It’s amazing to me how many young girls are getting tattoos. Of the four girls, three have most of their arms covered in ink. It looked good now but man in 10 years it will look pretty bad when they’re driving a minivan to their kids soccer practice.

The usual older guys were here. One looked interesting but the others have the look of desperation. For sure all were divorced.

I usually left around 10pm as the morning always arrived to early so I missed out on the late crowd. Mary loved to fill me in on all the hot guys that come in later and is constantly bugging me to stay and meet someone. I’m sure that day will come but unfortunately not right now.

It was time for a little pelvic flexing and butt plug relocation. Shifting around on my bar stool I started to relax and enjoy the night.

The corset was great for maintaining a good posture, no slouching here. I did wish it wouldn’t push so hard on the chastity belt but I didn’t want to stand just yet. Gripping my left wrist with my right hand I reached under the sweatshirt and played with the lock. Using my thumb I pushed the lock around, feeling it hit the cuff, knowing that I couldn’t do anything about it, that it was on until I could release it sometime tomorrow. I may even leave it on all weekend.

Using some force twisting the cuff around my wrist, I did wish that I had used the third hole. Being this snug and warm from the nights activity was making the cuff a little uncomfortable, but on the other hand wasn’t that the point.

The benwa balls were feeling great and it was time for a second glass of wine. Looking around I saw a new group of 4 coming through the door. They looked to be in their mid to late thirty’s and I had a brief moment of envy. Why couldn’t I have normal friends?

All I seem to get is young girls and old men talking to me and I don’t consider them true friends. I mean I know a lot of people but I can’t seem to make into the friends category. You know the group that goes to the cottage together, goes camping, take weekend shopping trips together, that kind of thing.

The four young girls were starting to flirt with Mike, one of the bartenders. He’s a good looking guy and gets the usual kitty litter hitting on him every Friday night. Mike has a good heart and saves the usual bar lays for older girls who understand the game. I thought of taking a run at him, he was hinting at it but as this is my home bar, not a chance. I did that once and it didn’t go as planned and that’s why I’m now at this bar.

It was time to tune out for a bit. Closing my eyes and started to move my hips causing the butt plug to have an impact on different areas in my anus. Now for some pelvic contractions. Yes, that worked. Fantasizing about my Master sitting with me. Ordering me to sit up straight with both hands on my wine glass. I wasn’t to move as he slowly started to move his hand between my legs. He told me to move my knees apart so he could push on the chastity belt that is pressing against my clit.

He leans over and whispers what he is going to do with me later.

When we get home I want you to go to the bedroom and take all your clothes off. Then I want you to face the bed with your legs apart and your hands behind your back. Your not to move.

Yes Master.

When I’m ready I’ll come and touch you but your not to move.

I could feel another orgasm coming on. Slowly rotated my hips, feeling the corset against my body. Pressing my wrists down on the bar top and felt the cuffs. I took a quick look around the bar for any unwanted attention and then I heard my imaginary master say.

Then I’ll put the blindfold on you and you’ll hear the click of the lock sealing off any light until I decide when you can see again.

That did it. Bending forward as much as I could and felt the waves of pleasure coursing through my body.

I know, I looked like I’m cumming. My mouth was half open and I had the obvious physical disconnect from those around me but I didn’t care. My body was alive and I could feel my bondage and it felt so good. It felt so out of the norm and I just loved it.

Okay Kelly, that was number two for the night. Very nice but it’s only 9:45, still along way to go.

The butt plug was starting to bother me. The constant vibration was becoming irritating and I couldn’t get it into a comfortable position. The batteries usually last two hours, so let see, On about 8:30 or was it 9, dam I’m not sure? No it was about 9 so another hour to go. Dam.

Time to walk around.

Ordering another glass of wine so that it was obvious I was still sitting here and I asked Mary to save my place.

I decided to hit the washroom again. I felt the need to pee coming on and I should check how much of a mess was between my legs. Here we go again, stall number 3.

The corset made pulling down my pants a struggle but I finally got it done. Sitting on the toilet I could see that my upper thigh was damp with my sex juices.

I leaned as far forward as I could and started to pee. With the fraking chastity belt it was always such a mess. I felt the spreading warmth as the pee leaked all over my ass and thighs. Again I wondered why I did this but I quickly called up my imaginary master saying.

Because I told you to!

Yes, and once again I thought, we all have issues, some just bigger then others.

I finished and was wiping up the mess, but the fraking toilet paper kept falling apart like it’s Roseanne Bar on Letterman. What a pain in the ass. Okay, not really, as I did have a real pain in my fraking ass.

I was trying to pull my pants up when I heard two girls come in to the washroom. Not wanting to come out of the stall with others around I stood still.

The first girl said.
Did he show you?

The second girl said.
No not yet, I think he knows you told me, He seems a little off.

First girl.
I hope not, he would be pissed and thats not good for later tonight.

Second girl.
I know but it’s killing me. I want it so bad. I’ve done everything he wanted and he always does it when the session is finished doesn’t he?

First girl.
Yes and we’re here to celebrate. Lets just enjoy ourselves and see what happens later.

Second girl.
Okay but let me see it again.

A pause and then.
Oh it looks so good, I can’t wait to get mine on.

First girl.
Enjoy the freedom, it’s the last night you’ll have a bare wrist. It’s amazing how you always know it’s there.

Second girl.
I know and I want one so bad, it looks so good on everyone and I just love how it feels.

First girl.
Okay, lets get back, shots our on me this time.

I think, what the frak was that, as I heard them leave the washroom.

Just when the night was settling down to my version of normal, it’s off to the wonderful world of oz again.

What was that? I know I have a one track mind but frak that sounded way off side. It sounded crazy. What did she mean when she said it’s the last time your wrist will be bare?

My mind was spinning as I did the once over in the mirror. Hair was just okay, make up was looking a little tired but overall I look good for a girl with two orgasms under her belt, or is that under her chastity belt. Smiling, I thought how I cracked myself up.

Nothing unwanted was showing, time to check out the deck and see if I could figure out who those two girls were. I really wanted to know what they were talking about.

Leaving the washroom I saw the place was getting crowded. Getting outside to the deck through the bar was a challenge. Several time’s I was pressed against people, one being a girl that did a double take as I’m sure she felt my corset. I really was taking a big risk tonight, much bigger then just going for a walk or grocery shopping.

The cool air felt refreshing as I found a place to stand on the upper deck. I noticed the usual quick looks and nods from the guys and the dismissive looks from some of the girls, mainly the ones with partners.

Don’t worry girls, your guys are safe tonight from the bondage queen. Another smile.

I started to look for the washroom girls when I felt a hand on my shoulder and heard.

Your showing.

Turning I looked up to see a six foot 1 inch, dark haired, blue eyed stunningly good looking man. I mean George Clooney gorgeous.

Struggling to find words I said.
Excuse me?

He said.
Your shirt is up at the back and your chastity belt is showing.

Oh frak. I quickly reached for my sweat shirt and as I felt my face turning red, I said.

Thanks and it’s not a chastity belt.

Ya that sounded convincing. What a night. Is it a full moon or have I finally overdone it with my self bondage? Truly I didn’t really give a frak right now, all I wanted to do was run for the door and hide somewhere.

The man then said.
Relax, your Kelly, right? I’m David.

Excuse me?

I thought, how does this guy know my name? Okay now I’m getting scared as the night just went completely sideways.

The man said.
It’s okay I’m here with some friends, you may want to meet them.

Turning, I saw two attractive girls, as he went on.
Would you like to join us?

Looking at the coveted outdoor sitting area, under the window were two girls, both are holding up wine glasses and have big smiles on their faces.
Chapter 2 Caught

Trish called.
David, she’s coming out and she looks a little flustered.

I like it when the night goes random. Seeing Kelly here was a bonus that made up for learning that Patti had leaked the nights details to Trish. I wasn’t really surprised, Trish had just finished her training and we were out celebrating but still it wasn’t a slaves position to discuss such things.

Life is strange and today’s events was an example of how weird it can get. Patti and I had met for coffee earlier in the day at a new coffee shop that had opened in the neighbourhood. The name, Some Like It Hot had caught my attention and I thought it appropriate for discussing tonights agenda.

The attractive girl behind the counter had looked startled when I had asked for a latte, she had recovered well, that is until I went to pay. She did the usual second look that I had seen hundreds of times. The look of someone seeing my bracelet for the first time. They try to be discreet about looking at it. Most take a surprised glance as it’s unusual to see a guy wearing a solid steel bracelet but occasionally I’ll see the look of fascination.

Today, Kelly had the fascination look in spades, I thought she would spill the latte’s, she was so focused on my wrist. Patti said she stared at me the whole time we were at the coffee shop. Several times I caught her staring at me but then she would quickly look away. Watching her, I decided that she rated further attention. Just to see if she really was a candidate for the club, I had Patti flash her bracelet so she would see it. After a couple of minutes, Kelly saw it and had the predictable double take and almost dropped another coffee.

On the way out of the coffee shop we ran into a guy with the shop’s logo on his black shirt and I asked him about the coffee shop. Rob, as I would learn said it was owned by a girl named Kelly and she had opened it after moving from Vancouver. Rob went on to say that he had to get back to work but Kelly was working if we wanted to talk to her.

I said thanks but we needed to get going.

I had already decided that I would be back.

Patti and Trish had come to the Grey Owl together, I had asked that they get here early to claim the prime outdoor sitting area. The Grey Owl had been the neighbourhood dive bar, with the usual bad food and ugly regulars. It had closed down about 8 months ago and had just been reopened under new management. They had spent a ton of cash to make it into an up scale 30’s something bar and restaurant. The food was excellent, the deck had been rebuilt and the staff were friendly and professional.

It was a good thing as I knew the owners from my regular bar. They had assured me that I would like what they had done to the place and I should give it a chance. That was about six months ago and yes it was a good place to go on a Friday night. I still went to my regular bar and would complained to the owners, mostly just for a laugh and to get an occasional free glass of wine for my troubles.

In truth, I didn’t really have a choice about coming here, as my favourite bartender Mary had been given the job of making sure the service was up to par. Besides being friends with her boy friend Peter, I had promised Mary that I would drop by and make sure she was okay.

I had been a little late getting to the bar as traffic was insane. It was shaping up to be a big night as Trish would have a final light play session and then would receive her bracelet. Both Patti and I were very pleased that she had completed the initiation period and would be joining the club. It had been a long three weeks but she held up like cold nipples in December.

So far the night was going as planned, I was giving the girls some attitude because it was obvious that the two had discussed some of the nights agenda. I wasn’t pissed but it was an opportunity to make them worry about the consequences.

I was halfway through my first glass of wine when Patti had said.
Well look at that, David your coffee shop girl just sat down.

At first I had no idea what she meant but pointing through the window

Patti said.
I’m sure that’s the girl who owns that new coffee shop from today.

I love it when life becomes random.

Taking a closer look I saw her looking down. I stood up to look and I saw her leather cuffed ankle. You’ve got to be kidding me! She looked like the coffee shop girl and yes I was going to check her out after her fascination today, but really, here at the bar with leather cuffs. Dam I liked that.

Now it was my turn to be fascinated. I had two beautiful females with me, laughing and getting ready for a special session later but all I could really think about is the girl in the window. After a few minutes our attention was taken by the two party girls returning from inside. Their group was leaving and the girls were laughing and saying that they had just seen a lady in a corset and other bondage stuff in the washroom.

Turning and saw that Kelly was missing. I was willing to go out on the limb and say tonight had gone random.

It was six years ago that I had started the bracelet club. Shortly after my divorce I had decided to follow my gut and to be honest with woman about my sexual enjoyment.

I like several things about sex. The first are females. I just love the feel of slim, attractive girls. One’s that have self confidence, a sense of humour, which usually is a sign of intelligence and understand that sex should be enjoyed.

That agreed with me that being single, having sex isn’t the same as making love to your married partner.

That introducing kink into having sex adds to the enjoyment.

That making your sexual excitement last for an hour, a day or week or whatever is better then the standard 20 minutes most people spend.

Since I was 18 my longer term girls friends and then my wife, had enjoyed kinky sex. Some enjoyed it more then others but now that I was older I had decided that I would explore my true passion and find partners that were of similar minds.

I explored the traditional kinky scene and in short I found the quality of the people to be lacking. It seemed that the clubs and web sites that catered to the bondage crowd were full of gay, tattooed covered, over weight people that I didn’t want to be associated with.

Realizing that I couldn’t be the only one thinking this way I decided that I would look for signs from other normal people. People that showed signs of wanting more and were into kink. I would look for women that liked bracelets, dressed with a certain flare, that responded to suggestive comments. I would just go out on a limb and see what would happen.

Did the bondage flood gates open? No, we still live in reality and people don’t just Kim Kardashian their feelings. It took time but I slowly made advances to possible like minded individuals and with the usual ninety percent rejection rate I finally had some success and the bracelet club was started.

That was over six years ago, and now I or should I say, we, have a nice group of David kinksters of just over twenty people. I have two rules. First you must be single. I respect the act of marriage and so should you. Second, membership is by invitation only. No websites, no ads, no munches.

Coming back to the conversation with Patti and Trish I watched for Kelly to return to the stool. I’m not sure but I noticed I wanted her to come back. Wanted, as in if she didn’t, would I go looking for her?

Thinking to myself, come on David, it’s Trish’s special night get your head back in the dam game.

I had met Patti over a year ago at an opening night for another function of some sort. If I remember correctly she was wearing an attractive dress and with her athletic body was turning heads. What made me really notice her was her collection of bangle bracelets and high heeled shoes.

Both area’s were attractive but slightly out of place for a formal evening. The Tiffany bangles and silver cuffs were too bold for the look of the dress. Watching her, she seemed to be bored and was playing with her bracelets. Her heels were again out of place. At about 4 inches and with a heavy leather ankle cuffs they looked good but again out of place with the rest of the outfit.

Making a long story short I asked some friends about her and learned she was a top pharmaceutical sales director and had recently relocated from Calgary. One thing led to another and we connected and shortly afterwards she joined the bracelet club.

Tonight she looked great. Dressed in tight jeans and a white blouse she looked sexy without the need to show off her body. Oh and the bracelet and watch combo just added the classic cherry on top.

Trish had come on the scene in a similar manner about 3 or 4 months ago. After so many years I was getting experienced at spotting candidates and she was a text book example. Patti had met her on a business trip and had arranged a get together so I could meet her and after the usual conversations and background checks she agreed to become a member.

Looking again to the window I was rewarded with seeing Kelly. Not knowing what would happen next I started to think about how to connect with this lost soul.

My preoccupation was starting to upset the girls and that wasn’t fair to Trish. If I didn’t smarten up I would be the one on the short end of the night. For the next hour or so we all had some laughs and I watched as Patti teased Trish by playing with her bare wrists.

I had told Trish she wasn’t allowed to wear any items on her wrists and for the last 3 weeks she had repeatedly told me that it wasn’t fair. She had always worn bracelets and heavy watches and now felt naked without them. Twice I had to punish her after she confessed to cheating. Tonight Patti was playing the roll of tormenter with exceptional talent.

Seeing Kelly move off the bar stool I had an idea which I must say even surprised me with the creativity.

Turning to the girls I said.
I have a problem and would you two like to take a side trip from the nights activity and help me out?

Patti answered.
Let me guess, it has something to do with the girl in the window that has you all screwed up tonight?

Giving her a mock disapproving look I said.

Okay smart ass yes it does but please be a good slave and hear me out. I want you two to see if the coffee shop girl has gone to the washroom. If she has, follow her in and let her over hear you talking about tonight. No details just do what you do best and lets see her reaction.

Patti said.
Sounds good but lets not forget about tonight.

Trish adding.
I’m game but please David I can’t take much more of this.

To be honest, I’m making this up as I go along but it’s still your night and I promise we will finish it. I just think we are about to have one of my crazy nights. I’m getting that famous, It can only happen to me, feelings.

Patti said with a smile.
And you wonder why we love you. Let’s go Trish and do as our master commands.

Ten minutes later the two exceptionally good looking girls returned, laughing and saying mission accomplished master. God I knew how to have fun. Now lets see how she deals with that. Expecting to see Kelly return to the bar stool I was shocked to see her walking passed us on the deck.

Dam she looked good. Almost a cross between Patti’s athletic figure and Trish’s fuller figure. Looking at her back I immediately noticed her exceptional gap. I mean a solid 4 inches between her thighs.

Okay smart one, what’s next? I thought.

Getting up I saw that her sweat shirt was up, so I thought, let’s go all in and I said.
Hi, your chastity belt is showing.

And then it happened. Kelly turned to face me and I felt my whole body reacting. God she was beautiful. I mean knock my socks off. Wholly shit beautiful. What a look. Her dam eye’s just were fantastic. I mean a real cry your eye’s out Hollywood movie moment. It was a moment I knew that would be with me forever.

Did the night just go random? I think it just did a lot more then that. I had the feeling my whole life had just tumbled down the dam Alice and Wonderland’s rabbit hole.

David?

It was Patti calling my name.

Sorry, just had a moment. Patti, Trish meet Kelly.

I went on.
It’s okay Kelly, have a seat and I’ll buy you a glass of wine.

I could see the confusion in Kelly’s eyes but she accepted the single deck chair that we had been holding for this moment.

Before sitting down I tapped on the window to get Mary’s attention. Pointing to Kelly I signed that she was with us and could we get another round.

I heard Kelly.
Do you know Mary?

Yes, Mary and I go back a bit, I know her through her boy friend Rob.

At that I watched Kelly cover her mouth, causing her left leather cuff to pop out from under her sleeve.

Patti said pointing.
Kelly, you may want to fix your wrist before Mary comes out.

I watched as Kelly saw that the cuff was visible and struggled to return it to it’s hiding place and all I could think was how dam beautiful she was.

I thought, was this that bullshit love at first sight? If it is, and I was thinking it was, then what? Dam, Dam, Dam.

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