I’ve been asked many times about what drew me into the lifestyle. And I gotta say, it was a LONG time a ago. College in the 70’s and 80’s, to be exact. But I remember it as if it were yesterday.
It started with a woman I was dating in college. She was a sweet, short haired blond Polish girl, who I’ll just call Jane. I was in my Sophmore year, 1980. WAY before the Internet took off. We weren’t really “serious”, but having fun together.
And she had a certain kink that made her hot as hell. She had rape fantasies. She loved being taken by force…
Well, I had the key to her place, and when her room mate was out for a night, I was encouraged to sneak in and play-rape her. Obviously it was all staged, because real women go to bed in a t-shirt and granny panties, not lacy teddies, garters and stockings, but it was a game, and it was fun. I would sneak in, put a pillow over her head or wrap her head in a towel and “rough her up a bit”, which usually meant just a serious spanking and then a slap to the face to convince her to kneel and do as she was told. The rest is pretty obvious, involving usually tying her up in some fashion so that she felt completely helpless, and taking her. That was her rush. I could do what I wanted, make her do what I asked, she had no control. We didn’t really know much about BDSM, didn’t have safe words, it was just play. Once even on a hike I dragged her out in the woods and tied her spread eagle between two trees on her knees. She did seriously enjoy that kind of play.
But we had something happen that was actually her idea that set off a desire and addiction in me that I will never overcome. She sent me into the lifestyle.
Her bed was an older wrought iron kind with the poles on the four corners that support a frame above that you hang mesh or fabric from, you’ve seen them, Real big in the 80’s. I have tied her to it many times by now. But this time she wanted to be “tied by her pussy to suck my cock”… And that was the inspiration that set us off.
I had her kneel at the foot of the bed, facing the bottom, her knees right up against the edge and spread apart. I ran rope from each of her ankles up to the corner on the top of the bed to hold her legs down. Then I simply took a long rope, wrapped it around her waist, tied it together in the front, than ran the two ends down between her legs, up the crack of her ass, and the tied them both tight to the rail above her. I was then planning on tying her wrist up to the top, but it was awkward and didn’t really work. So I took it apart, spun the rope around her waist until the knot was in back, then ran the two ends down through her ass crack and UP over her pussy, and behind the loop in front. I centered the two ropes on either side of her clit, pulled back her labia to make them sit tight, and then changed my world: The two ropes were now coming up behind the loop in front of her… It was an incredibly sexy sight! I stood up on the bed behind her, ran a rope to each corner on the HEAD of the bed to the tops of canopy rails. And then I pulled them tight until she lost her balance and fell into the rope harness that was between her legs. She was not at all comfortable, and it held her back arched a good 2 feet off the bed. Her ankles were tied to the top, and she was struggling to “table” and push herself up with her hands to take the pressure off her pussy. I didn’t let her. I tied her wrists as quickly as a could, and then pulled each wrist tight as I could UNDER her to the FOOT of the bed, so that her wrists are tied and pulled down, her ankles are tied and pulled up to the head, and her back is arched high, pulled up by her crotch rope. But as much as it had to hurt, she didn’t tell me to let her go. She was groaning a bit, said it hurts, it hurts, but didn’t say stop. And the vision of her tied there like that was breathtaking. I swear to God I was mesmerized at what I had done… And because the ropes coming up from her crotch split after passing under the waist rope, it was easy to just kneel in front of her head, pull, pinch and tease her nipples, all while fucking her mouth. She kept her lips as tight as she could on me to make it intense for me, and I was totally lost in the moment. I fell back into her favorite rape fantasy theme, blah, blah, blah, but instead of spanking her, which was too awkward, or a light slap to the face, I slapped her breasts. I then I slapped her pussy. Hard. And again, and again, and the moan that she made was just amazing. In less than a minute she was not at all concentrating on my cock.. She was thrashing and bouncing up and down, and actually pulling against the crotch rope. She looked like she was trying to fuck it. And then she lost her mind. The guttural sounds she was making while she was thrashing against that rope were primal. Her hands were balled into fists, and her face was red, and she just kept jerking into the rope and grunting and moaning, until she had more of a huge gasp, like all the air went out of her, and she went almost completely limp. I had the crotch rope untied in seconds, and she collapsed. I untied her wrists first and didn’t even get to finish untying her ankles and she was curled up in the fetal position, rubbing her pussy with one hand. I have to believe it was because it was so sore. She didn’t really respond or speak for 2 or 3 minutes, but when she finally did, she smiled and just said “Wow!”. That’s’ it. That’s all I got. “Wow!”
We played a lot more that semester, but she never wanted to do that again. And after Summer break she went to Rutgers, and we split up. It was really, really hard to lose that relationship.
But years and years later I learned what I had done. I guess I pushed her into subspace. Pain and pleasure got so intertwined that her mind couldn’t process it.
I have pursued that illusive mind state ever since. Seeing it happen to a woman is just awe inspiring and addictive. And that moment, that scene, is permanently etched into my brain. To this day I smile a little thinking about it.
And that is what threw me into the lifestyle… All this before the ‘Net, Facebook, and Fetlife.
I have done my best to recreate that scene later on, but that first time.. Not really knowing what we were doing… It was absolutely amazing.
I’ve gotten pretty good at reproducing it, though… Any volunteers???
Wolfrik