Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

Nowhere to go

I’d done it! I was going to get away with it!

My crimes were fairly innocuous - I had siphoned money from the megacorporation I worked for. I knew eventually they would find out about it, but the amounts were so small I got away with it for a very long time. By the time they started to ask questions, I had amassed enough to buy a boat, leave the country, and live like a king on the run.

Now here I was, on the boat, the cargo hold filled with money. Once I made it to international waters, I was free!

Then I heard female laughter behind me as I was heading out of the harbor and out to the open ocean. I was alone on the boat, so how could this be?

When I turned, my jaw dropped.

“Got you,” she said mockingly, smiling, pulling on her ponytail to make sure there wasn’t any water. I trembled and saw the handcuffs on the seat near where she was resting her bare feet. 

It was Cynthia, the company’s fraud investigator, who had the power to take employees into custody. I had not officially resigned from the company, so I was still eligible for her to capture me without the police being directly involved in the loss of my freedom.

“So,” she said, laughing again. “I imagine once I get you into these handcuffs and go below, I will find all that cash you took.”

I looked around. “What do you mean, when you get me handcuffed? I could shoot you and dump you overboard.”

She laughed again. “I doubt there’s even a gun on this boat, Ryan. Still, you’re not a violent guy. Now, put the boat in neutral and surrender. You’re caught and you know it.”

My heart was already fully sunken. I knew she was right - I couldn’t bring myself to hurt her to get free, so she’d defeated me the moment I saw her on the boat.

“There’s nowhere to go,” she told me. “You can’t outswim me, you can’t run away on the boat. You’re my prisoner.”

I put the boat in neutral and she stood, picking up the handcuffs. I turned to her.

“I surrender.”

“Oh, I love the sound of that,” she said, turning me around and pulling my hands behind my back. She handcuffed me, officially ending my flight and making me her captive.

“You’re under arrest, Ryan,” she told me, sitting me down. She tied my feet with rope from my own boat, then moved toward the controls. “Back we go, to the office first, then to jail for you, bad little boy.”

"Strict Leather Hogtie" I am blessed to have the opportunity to play with bondage-loving perverts from all over the world. The people who seek me out to play (whether it’s on-camera with a select few, or in a private session with most) generally enjoy bondage quite a lot. However, within that group of bondage-enjoying people, there is a smaller group of bondage fanatics - people for whom intense bondage is a core need to feel fully alive. These bondage fanatics generally enjoy very tight, very restrictive, very intense bondage. At times they can be insatiable, but generally they are simply most satisfied when bound. Thorben is one of these beautiful bondage fanatics. He is the kind of fanatic that has multiple pieces of complex metal bondage gear designed and made perfectly for his body for maximum restraint. He cannot get enough. Since this was the first time he and I met, I wanted to start with a simple scene that would show me how much of a bondage slut he really was - a hogtie. Hogties are a wonderful way of determining a person’s willingness and desire to suffer - as long as there are no major issues, a bondage slut will discover micro movements that promote circulation, comfort and sustainability within their restraints. After lacing a tight leather hood on Thorben’s head and layering it with a leather head harness, I tightly lace up each of his feet into knee-high ballet boots. After Thorben gracefully makes his way onto the Fuck Cart, where I fold and secure each of his legs and waist with a thick leather strap. Thorben is very flexible, and therefore it was a pleasure to slip his arms into a leather arm binder behind his back, lacing it up as tight as it goes. To create added stress, I tie Thorben’s head harness to the top of the cart, pulling his head and shoulders back into an arch. Thorben, being the bondage slut that he is, was already signaling to me to tie up his arms (as if I wasn’t going to do that anyway!), and after pulling his wrists high up behind him, he was truly satisfied. Although bondage is the main course of this scene, I added a bit of electro play to truly signal to him that he is helpless. A medium-sized electro ass plug was stuffed into his hole, while his tightly-tied balls and cock were electrified with two small metal loops. Not only was Thorben in this very restrictive bondage for quite some time, but he had a constant boner that signaled to me that what I have here is a certifiable bondage fanatic :) After teasing Thorben with my hands for some time, I stroke him off to a pretty major orgasm, culminating in a huge blown load. This scene really set the stage for Thorben and I to explore other scenes that only a bondage fanatic could enjoy :) Nice meeting you, Thorben, we will be good friends!