When you first meet a bondage partner, especially if you've never really had one before, all you can think about is wanting to tie her up. Each meeting has all the tension of a new relationship plus the anticipated fulfillment of a lifelong fantasy. You are excited about trying new things and undertaking a both physically dangerous and socially unmentionable activity.
It was with this level of excitement that I drove like a madman for my destination. I was to meet Carly and her girlfriend at a point midway between where we both lived. I was late and more than willing to pay the fine as long as I could get to my destination on time. Carly said she was bringing Gail because she wanted company on the long trip, but I think she really wanted a friend along since she wasn't quite convinced I wasn't an axe murderer yet. At any rate, I didn't mind - it was a wise precaution. Plus I new Gail was kinky too and she wouldn't inhibit our activities in the least.
Despite my efforts, they arrived a few minutes before I did, but we were
soon all checked in and I was ready for some bondage. I had been dreaming
about tying her up for the entire drive up so I got right to it. I love
rope work, so I put her in several positions with her wrists attached
to her ankles. 
I
used other ropes to pull her into a crouched position as she sat on a
low stool. We both liked the results.
But the thing I loved the most Carly really hated. Bent over like she was with the strap gag in her mouth she began to drool uncontrollably. She became extremely embarrassed. But it worked for me!
The
girls changed into kinky clothes for dinner. Gail was hysterically funny
- I think the waiter fell in love with her.
After dinner we went back to the room for more drinks, conversation and bondage. Even Gail joined in as she allowed me to test some 'bitey' new nipple clamps on her.
After
Gail left we did a hot wax scene. Carly was dying to do another one since
our first real encounter. This time I stripped her totally naked and tied
her in a chair. Hot wax is very strange. What you would expect to hurt
a girl doesn't and what you would expect to be tame does. I pushed the
envelope a little by letting her hold the candle for me - in her mouth.
My vicious side emerged the next morning as I decided to see how much pain her nipples could take. Sitting on the bed nude, I tied her hands hoisted up into the small of her back and attached a clothes hanger with powerful clamps to her nipples. To supply extra pulling force, I attached a 2 pound barbell (that I just happened to have brought along) to the hanger. At first she tried to reduce the pain by sitting up straight so that the barbell rested against her body. I fixed that problem by running a chain with clamps on each end (normally used for nipples) from her chest rope to her clit. That combination encouraged her to lean over thus allowing the full weight to pull her nipples downward. The sounds coming through her strap gagged mouth were heavenly.
Later
on Gail came over and I regressed to more civilized bondage positions.
I did enjoy using the 2 pound weight as a bar gag while I forced her to
lean over with her legs spread. Gail and I admired her predicament until
checkout time when we all split for lunch.
I drove home more slowly looking forward to our next get together.