An Assignment from shevette
written by slave aeris

Hello! This is slave aeris, with my first ever posting to the site that Master Cloud and i operate! How exciting!

Well, i suppose some background information is necessary on this, so here goes: Master Cloud and i had been talking with our friend shevette for some time through e-mail. At the end of one of her recent e-mails, shevette asked Master Cloud to tie me up for her. Now, since Master Cloud and i share the same body (two sides of the same person, remember?), this obviously meant that we were to do some self-bondage.

It had been a while since Master Cloud and i had done any serious self-bondage. Master Cloud does like to stick my penis gag in me, and occasionally put clothespins on my nipples, whenever i go out looking for bondage pictures on the net. It had been some time since we did a big self-bondage scene, though, and shevette kind of caught us out of ideas.

So, with Master Cloud's consent, we asked shevette to suggest a self-bondage for me. This is the assignment she sent back, which she originally got a long time ago from one of her friends, Sir Darke:

I'll tell you what, dear. You put on your shimmeriest pantyhose (suntan orbeige) under your tightest-fitting jeans, button-down blouse and sneakers(no socks or bra, though). Before you put on the jeans or blouse, though,take a 15 - 20 foot length of rope (depending on your height) and drape itbehind your neck so that both ends are even. Bring the ends between your breasts and tie a knot beneath your breasts, bring the rope behind your back and around to the front again above your breasts, and tie slipknots into the rope extending from your neck to your breasts. Pull the slipknots down until you feel your breasts start to swell, then tie another knot between your breasts and bring the ends down to between your legs. Tie a FAT knot w/the ends so that, when the rope is pressed against you, the knot presses againstyour cl_t_r_s. Bring the ends between your legs and up the crack betweenyour buttocks (you may elect to tie a second fat knot so that it rubs against your sph_nct_r). Bring the ends up your back, slip them between theloop behind your neck and pull it taut, then tie the ends off. This rope harness will rub against your cl_t_r_s, v_g_n_ and sph_nct_r when you struggle in your bondage--a VERY arousing experience, or so I've been told by women I've bound in this fashion.

Once you're fully dressed, take a long strip of cotton or cotton-polyester (about 6 feet long and a few inches wide--a cotton-poly bathrobe tie works quite well, I've found), and tie a slipknot in one end by making a loop at the very end, taking the length of cloth next to it, pulling it through so it creates a second loop, and pulling that taut while holding onto the ends. This slipknot will allow you to hogtie yourself so that, as long as you try and pull your legs down while bound you'll remain helpless--but you can easily free yourself by bringing your legs up closer to your hands.

Lower the lights in your bedroom and put on some hypnotic music (I'd recommend a CD set on "repeat"--either the FROM THE GODDESS chants you can get in New Age stores or Gregorian chants). Tie your thighs just above the knees together the way I describe in my "Bondage Basics" article (2 - 2d). Tie your ankles the same way w/the slipknotted cloth, making sure that w/end you tie your ankles w/is the opposite end as the one w/the slipknot in it. Gag yourself w/either a ballgag or bandanna w/a knot tied in the middle and, if you wish, blindfold yourself w/a bandanna. Lie on the bed on your stomach, bring your legs up, find the slipknot and slip your wrists inside. Bring your legs away from your wrists until they feel snugly bound, then struggle, making sure not to bring your legs up towards your wrists (which will loosen the slipknot enough to free you).

As you struggle, hogtied, gagged and blindfolded, imagine that I have come into the room. My hands caress your legs through your jeans and pantyhose, my mouth kisses your breasts through your blouse and your gagged lips. Slowly, I undo your jeans and slide them down partway, caressing your pantyhose-clad buttocks, thighs, and cl_t_r_s. I also undo your blouse, my fingers tweaking your nipples--then my mouth kissing, licking and sucking them....

shevette had also had flittchen, a fellow TG, do this assignment after she lost a bet to shevette. shevette said she was interested in compiling all our experiences with this assignment and posting them on her page, and so she asked me to write up a report of the experience after i was done with it. This is that report.

Originally i was to hold this bondage for thirty minutes, but Master Cloud got upset with me earlier in the day for spending so much time downloading bondage pictures and not letting him on the computer so he could do his work. So Master Cloud doubled my bondage time, to a full hour. Even in my self-bondage prime i'd rarely done sessions that went an hour, so i knew this one would be a test.

After turning off my computer i went into my toy box and got all the equipment i'd need for the assignment, as well as all the clothing i'd need from my closet. i did make a few changes, though:

In terms of clothing, i don't own any blue jeans, and blue jeans are really more shevette's style, and i think Sir Darke knew that coming in. i wanted something more feminine, so i wore a knee-length navy blue skirt instead of blue jeans. And no shoes, either; i like the feeling of wiggling my toes around in pantyhose.

As far as the gag went, i had been seeing this certain kind of gag in old 70's and 80's bondage photos on the net, and i wanted to try it out myself. i couldn't get a professional one made, so i improvised: what i did was i folded a washcloth in half, then into quarters on the same fold line, then into eights on the other fold line, creating a thick rectangle pad. i then took that pad, placed it on the center of an opened bandanna, and then folded the bandanna so it held the pad tight. The pad would go in between my teeth, and serve as my gag. The professional versions of the gag had a pad covered in plastic or something similar, but the cotton bandanna would certainly work, plus it was closer to the gag requested in the original assignment anyway.

And due to my anatomy, i had to make some changes to the rope harness at the start, but i'll describe those changes as i begin talking about accomplishing the assignment shortly.

Just after my last self-bondage experience, i had bought some new ropes in preparation for future adventures. However, as i was soon to learn, i made the mistake of buying a plastic-based rope, and not a fabric-based rope. It was cheaper, and i was low on cash at the time, so i figured it couldn't hurt. i was wrong, of course, as i was soon to find out.

So back to the actual work of the assignment, after putting on a pair of white pantyhose (i don't own tan or beige), i got my long rope and draped it over by neck, just like the assignment said. i tied the knot underneath my breasts and looped the rope around my back and back to my front, and tied the knots to make my breasts stand out. But when it came time for the knot on my clitoris ... well, i don't really have a clit, so here's where i had to start improvising: first i took the two ends of rope, looped them around my thighs, and tied them together in front so the knot was right above my penis. i still had plenty of rope, though, so i then threaded the rope between my buttocks, and underneath the ropes around my breasts. i pulled the ropes back up through my legs, and up and around my neck again, and when the ropes came back down i still had lots of rope to go! so i brought the ends of the ropes down and tied each end to the loops around my thighs, which produced a nice framing effect around my breasts. i was almost out of rope by then, though, so i wrapped the rest of the rope around my waist, and tied it off right on my belly button.

At this point i couldn't help myself, so i walked to the full-length mirror in my bathroom, hobbled slightly by the ropes around the top of my thighs, and took a look at the pattern i'd just created. Nobody would ever mistake me for a Japanese rope master to be sure, but i did a neat and fairly symmetrical job, not bad considering i was improvising.

Walking back into my room, i sat down in preparation of tying the other ropes, and when i sat down i had a jolt go through my crotch. All the ropes i had tied around that area, combined with the pantyhose, caused my penis to be somewhat restricted in its growth, and when i sat down, and the pantyhose didn't give any, the pain reaction set in. i'd played a little with chastity, though, so it wasn't an entirely new situation, but the harsh plastic ropes combined with the sheer pantyhose made for an interesting sensation.

After putting my skirt and a short-sleeved white cotton blouse on, i took one of the shorter lengths of rope i had and made the "loop" for my wrists, that would be used later. Instead of just creating a loop at one end, though, i looped both ends. my ankles would still be tied with a regular rope, but the other loop would replace the bands normally wrapped between the ankles and on top of the ropes that encircle the ankles. That way it would be easier for me to free myself in an emergency.

With the loop now created, i got another short length of rope and tied my thighs together tightly. i picked up another length of rope and went for my ankles, but i was having problems. See, i've been a naughty girl, invading the Bon Bons a little too often, and i'd put on some weight, and i was having trouble bending all the way down to reach my ankles. The tightness of my rope harness certainly wasn't helping any. Then, all of a sudden, i felt something give way on my chest. i looked up, and one of the buttons on my blouse had popped off! Oh no! i quickly undid the remaining buttons on the blouse, and sat there. Were my plans for the afternoon to be foiled?

Resolved to keep on no matter what the cost, i untied my thighs and then tied my ankles, finding it much easier to reach them with the ability to spread my knees apart. (Guess i won't be waiting until the new year to start my diet.) i carefully placed the other loop of the rope where i could reach it (the one for my wrists, remember?), then i retied my thighs. Only i couldn't tie them as tightly. See, one of the problems with plastic rope is that it's awfully slippery stuff. It took me a lot of tugging just to make all my double-knots secure, and the thigh rope just didn't want to cooperate with me at all. i finally got it tied, but it was a little loose.

Almost ready to go here ... i picked up the gag, put it in my mouth and tied it behind my head. After using my penis gag for so long, it was weird to have a different gag in my mouth. After rebuttoning what was left of my blouse, i then blindfolded myself with a white, green and orange scarf, tying it tight enough that i couldn't "peek" from underneath it. i fumbled for the remote control of my CD player and turned on the Beethoven CD i put in it; the CD was 70 minutes long, so that gave me ten minutes to get my wrists cinched up (not that it'd take that long), and then if i was in the bondage until the CD stopped, i would have spent at least an hour in it.

i took a deep inhale through my nose, turned over to my side, found the loop with my fingers, and within sixty seconds my hands had been bound behind me, completing the hogtie.

Now, earlier i mentioned about how the plastic rope is so slippery. i was quickly reminded of that when i went to pull my legs back to tighten the coil around my wrists, as any loosening of the tension between my legs and my wrists caused the wrist loop to loosen dramatically. That wouldn't have been much of a problem, if it weren't for the second drawback to plastic rope: it has no give. Normally hemp or cotton ropes can be made snug without pinching the skin too much; with plastic rope, the only way to make it tight is to severly pinch the skin. i know plastic rope must be good for a lot of things, but bondage is clearly not one of them.

But i was determined to see this assignment through, and so i kept on, trooper that i am. i spent the first fifteen minutes just rolling around on all my sides, savoring the bondage, uncomfortable as it was, moaning into my gag and enjoying the lack of sight. In my mind i was starting to formulate how i would imagine shevette would react if she were to come in here, for the second half of my adventure. For now, though, i was just relishing the sensations of the bondage. The ropes around my penis and between my buttocks were starting to heat up, and that feeling was special to say the least.

At about the fifteen minute mark, though, trouble sat in. i had been on my back for a couple of minutes, and my arms were starting to fall asleep. i promptly turned over to my side, but as i did, the rope tying my thighs together fell! it was still doing a good job of keeping my legs together below my knees, but it wasn't where the rope was supposed to be. After a few more minutes of that, at what i guessed was close to the twenty-five minute mark, i released my hands just long enough to pull the thigh rope back up to where it was supposed to be, as well as adjust my blindfold, which i had accidentally put on at an odd angle that was causing my eyelashes to disturb my eyes. After i cleared that up, i worked the loop around my wrists again.

It was near the halfway point now in my bondage, so in my mind i started to play the scenario i'd been cooking up out:

i think i hear footsteps coming, but i'm not too sure. "shevette?" i cry out from beneath my gag. My gag is perfect, though, muffling any sounds i make beyond comprehension. "shevette?" i call out again. Finally i could feel someone sit down on the bed in front of me, and put his or her hand on my shoulder. i could tell it was her, though. "shevette," i sang out, letting her know i knew who it was. shevette moved her hand off of my shoulder, and i could feel her moving around on the bed, but i couldn't tell exactly what she was doing.

i let out a startled moan as i feel a warm hand underneath my skirt, on the outside of my pantyhose-covered thigh. shevette starts to run her hand up and down my leg as i giggle. i squirm a little as she continues moving her hand up and down, finally gliding over one of my buttocks in time, in ecstasy over the fact that i can't do a thing to stop her. she almost makes me jump off the bed, though, when she lets her fingers go down to the soles of my feet. i'm very ticklish, and leave it to shevette to figure that one out so quickly. she only runs a fingernail across the bottom of my foot three times, but that's enough to have me shaking all over with the tickle-sillies.

shevette then leaves my feet and sits back down closer to the upper half of my body. Just to make me even sillier, she blows in my ear, then starts sucking on my earlobe. i would have stopped her if i could have, but the way i was tied, there was no chance of that. She truly was reducing me into a giggling, giddy little girl. She then starts to fondle my breasts through my blouse, and kisses each of my lips individually as best she can through my thick gag. i start moaning as she does this, and she responds by handling by breasts a little rougher. i'm starting to grind my hips in horniness when all of a sudden i hear a voice:

"she's a horny little slut, isn't she?"

"you can say that again, j!"

It was j! shevette, you little minx! i was frightened but also extremely turned on as i listened to their conversation, shevette stopping her fondling of me to pay attention to j.

"Lift her skirt a second for me, shevette. Mmm, yes. she really wants to be a girl, doesn't she?"

"Yep ... and you know, i think we can make 'her' dreams come true, too!"

"Yes, but she's got so much to learn. That outfit is a bit tacky, and she isn't even wearing makeup!"

"True, j, but she's oh so willing to learn ... aren't you, aeris?"

i mumble as best an affirmative response as i can.

shevette begins talking again: "Good girl. Now, we can teach you all about proper girllike behavior in time, but for now, i think we want to play with you some more."

i feel shevette scoot back down towards my legs as j takes shevette's old seat near my head. as j plays with my breasts, prodding them, squeezing them and running her hands over them, shevette runs her hands up and down my legs again ...

... and leaving the fantasy for a brief moment, it is at this point where i turn over onto my back again, having cramped up the shoulder i was lying on. However, as i do so, my thigh rope slips again. By this point, though, i am so into everything that i quickly shake the rope down to my ankles so i can spread my legs, and that gets worked into the fantasy ...

... as shevette and j turn me onto my back, shevette undoes the rope binding my ankles, spreads my knees apart and then starts running her hands along the inside of my thighs, driving me even crazier. j heightens the pace even more by unbuttoning my blouse and starting to suck my nipples. shevette and j are slowly driving me into an ecstatic fever, made worse when shevette runs her hand across my trapped penis.

But shevette suddenly pulls away. "Oh, i see your little she-cock here can't get hard, is that correct?" i nod my head. "Oh, poor baby. Here, this will make it feel better. Hey j, come here a second." After a couple of seconds i begin hearing the noise of a deep french kiss taking place about a foot from my ear. i can't see shevette and j with my blindfold on, but i have a very good imagination, and once i get the picture of those two kissing in my mind, my penis becomes so engorged that i start to scream into my gag.

The two keep kissing each other for what seems like forever, until finally i hear shevette's voice: "Well, what are we to do with you, my she-male sex slave? Hmm?"

j buts in by saying, "After we get this little she-creature tamed and disciplined, what say we invite our old tow truck driver friend over to join in the fun?"

"Oh, you don't mean ..." shevette responds.

"Why not? He's done stranger things before, and if this little whore here wants to be a girl so bad, she's going to have to learn to do that thing that we girls do so well to a guy!" i try to say something to the girls to convey my incredulousness at the sudden turn in the conversation, but again that damn gag muffles everything out. i mean, i do like practicing giving head on my penis gag, but i'd never actually blown a guy before. It was very scary to hear both women talk so nonchalantly about bringing in my first hummer, but at the same time still intriguing ... i'm a slut, i know.

"Hmm ... but we can save that for later, j. i have a dildo she can practice on until then. you know, that costume shop still has those French maid outfits for Halloween, why don't we go buy one for her? Turn her into our own serving maid, that's all stuff she has to learn anyway."

"Good idea. While we're out, why don't we get some more film for my Polaroid, too? That should come in handy in her training ..."

shevette and j's conversation starts to trail off as they head out. i'm yelling at them as best i can, but all i get in response is shevette yelling, "Don't go anywhere, aeris!" just before i hear the front door slam.

i can't believe it. Within the span of a couple of minutes, so many things happened. First there was the whole thing about giving the blowjob to their tow truck friend, then the thing about being their own French maid ... and j's Polaroid? What would happen if my friends got those pictures? Or my co-workers?

And as if that weren't bad enough, those thoughts were making me super-horny, and my penis was still trapped in its prison of pantyhose and rope. i was so desparate for release, and they never gave it to me. And they probably won't let me get that release anytime soon, either, given the tone of their conversation. It was a bit much for me to handle, i had some scary thoughts but i was still so excited ...

... then the last song on the CD started to play. By that point i had been in bondage for over an hour. i spent the last few minutes of my bondage just tugging at my bonds, enjoying the restraint. Then, when the CD stopped, i quickly freed myself.

Couple of things. First, when i took the blindfold off, one of the first things i noticed was that i managed to put some pretty good runs in my pantyhose. So now not only do i need to buy new ropes and a new blouse, but now i need new hose to boot! Arrgh! Secondly, those plastic ropes are going straight in the trash. It was hard for me to concentrate on my fantasy at times, the ropes were so unyielding. Rule one about buying B&D tools: cheaper isn't necessarily better. Hours later, the places where the ropes dug in are still hurting.

Well, that concludes my report. i wanted to cum so badly after finishing the bondage, but Master Cloud insisted i type up my report and send it to shevette before i can finally masturbate. So shevette, if you're reading this, i hope you enjoyed it, and if you'll excuse me, i have to go get the release that you and j never gave me! }:>

Sweet kisses,
Master Cloud's slave aeris

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