Little Tie-up Games – part 1

I took a minute to compose myself. I had a lot of thoughts running around in my head. I had a lot of feelings running around in my crotch too. I mean, this gave me a chance to fufill a fantasy. Granted, Amy was no supermodel, but they were right. I wasn’t looking to get fucked. I just wanted to feel being tied up and controlled. These people were my friends. What would it hurt to discuss it?

“Okay, let’s assume I want to try it. How would we go about it? What would we do?” I felt a little hot, and definately was getting rock hard.

Amy gave Andrew a look as she came back in and sat down at the table. “We discussed this. He and I are in control. Period. You submit to us to be tied up, and stay silent. Forget the ‘master and mistress’ crap. You stay silent. We tie you up and go on about our buisness here at the house. You have a safe word, but if you utter it one single time, ever, then that’s the last time we play this little game. No questions asked and no second chance. That’s your loss of control that you crave. Additionally, we pick the times and you have to find the reasons that you come over. You fail to show up, same result.”