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Katrin the first time in Tie up This story is about Katrin Mir and about our secret preferences: tickling, bonds and my faibel for their beautiful (best -tied) feet, finally also of our games, which were always intended to create opportunities, Katrin (wanted on both sides!!) To expose myself to submit a little bit. I would be very interested in your opinion about the story, so let your criticism abandon. At that time I was with an enchanting girl, Katrin. I was 18 years old like me and I really liked: ca.
165 m tall, shoulder -length blonde, corrugated hair, sporty figure, just pretty.
We had ourselves in the School got to know, have been together for 3 months and just understood us great. One of our preferences was to tease each other and then to perform small “ring fights” for fun. These ended regularly with the Katrin and then my caresses, but also my tickling, was completely at the mercy. We loved these games.
In particular, Katrin enjoyed the situation in which she could no longer free herself from my firm grip on her own and was helplessly delivered. Sometimes I kissed and stroked them only when I had conquered them and subsided their resistance, but mostly I totally tickled them until they snapped and started to be pleaded.
I enjoyed having the upper hand. If she could no longer endure the tickling-mostly her cheeks were blunted, which she had even irresistible out-she then tried to move with her female charm to stop. She aroused this tension, which was created when she rely on her hopeless situation, to offer me kisses or other things so that I left it free and did not maltreat it through further fawns.
I received particularly great and exciting “free buying offers” from her when her feet had to believe in it. I grabbed one of her well -shaped feet and just held it up.
Then I waited a little I knew that she knew that this foot would no longer be protected by a sock. Sometimes she already begged her socks and sparing her feet. Meaningless, like every time.
It was actually also clear to her that this float would be unsuccessful after exemplary. The process was simple, but we still loved him. “You bitch, don’t take off your socks, that’s unfair,” was often heard from Katrin, at some point she was always gave way, “I do what you ask, but not tickle, I ask you to doThen she.
She was really terribly tickled. Wait for a moment then I threatened: “Well, little, you know what she’s blooming, you can’t get away from me so easily”.
Then I did it. I then slowly pulled her socks out and started tickling her fingertips on the soles of the feet. Although she wanted it the same way, it was the worst for her. Quite different for me: such fun when she whimpered.
She had enchanting small and well -shaped feet, so that I could hardly stick to myself when she was naked again and I could tickle her at will.
These tickling games were carried out again and again. And I noticed how much she enjoyed it every time when she was once again the loser during the ring fight;Then she was lying on her stomach, I was sitting on her back, turning her arms on her back and said: “So my darling, now you belong to me”. And she knew what would follow and could hardly wait either. She struggled every time and tried to hit my back with her feet.
But that only made it easier for me to grab one of her feet at some point and slowly pull your socks down until the bare sole of your foot slowly showed up and kartrin groaned: “Oh no, please not the feet, please don’t please your feet!!! Ganaaade!“But she didn’t mean that.
Sometimes she defended herself so much that I thought of captivating her, but somehow I didn’t dare to do that – that doesn’t mean. In my thoughts I kept going through how it would be if I could captivate her on hands and feet. The thought didn’t let me go again. Somehow I knew that Katrin was fainting with power, but she would accept captivation and deliver to me fully? I was unsure until we saw video “nine and a half weeks”.
I deliberately borrowed the film before the weekend to check out her reactions. We thought the film was great.
Unfortunately, Elisabeth (Kim Ba-Singer) is not tied up in the film as I had hoped, but it contains so many other horny scenes. Katrin was also enthusiastic about how she emphasized a couple of times. The scene in which Elisabeth has to go to his knees in front of John to lift the banknotes, both excited us.
Katrin pressed me up a kiss during the film and said: “Isn’t it incredibly exciting, this idea that a woman out of love and desire also plays such games in which she has to show humility. A beautiful woman kneels on the smooth parquet floor, on all fours, she crawls over the parquet on knees.
And just because John demands it from her. Incredibly sparkling, or?”Asked Katrin. I was so excited inside that I only nodded.
In my thoughts, I thought about how I could finally put her in shackles and whether she was the right. But when I heard her comments on the film, I knew that I absolutely had to captivate her, I had to risk it. Yes, wanted to see Katrin tied up. The thought of captivating them couldn’t let go of me anyway and her remark during the film confirmed me.
The next time your feet should be tied up in front of me and I wanted to tickle her.
And until she was ready to submit to me and do something for me. I was not sure when it could happen and what I should ask for if she was helpless in front of me, but that would be shown. My decision was made: I wanted to captivate my little Katrin. The opportunity should be set the next afternoon.
It was the following day. Saturday, we were in your room on the 2 floor. Her Father was also in the house, he worked in 1. floor.
Suddenly he called to us: “Katrin, remember that you still have to hang up your laundry, I don’t do that anymore, you have enough time!! Yes, yes, she answered cleverly and she said to me: “I’m sorry, I have to do that first, you come down to Keller, don’t take long.
It’s just a little laundry “. “Sure,” I said. She boot down the stairs in front of me. Katrin was again cute animal.
She was wearing a washed -out blue Levis 501 – jeans in which her butt just came out great. In addition a white t-shirt and blue and white striped socks and I thought again about what I could do with her. Her butt was so crunchy and then these socks that looked out under the trouser leg. Scrumptious! Today it was due!In the basement, there would certainly be any opportunity for my project, especially since linen must also be present when hanging the laundry.
I looked at her feet from behind, the step by step was typed down.
I watched her steps, the little feet. I just had to see her barefoot. My God! She was cute! Whether she would resist? I wondered. In my thoughts I saw her without a ring socks, her feet tamed with clothesins.
I was totally excited and it hadn’t started, crazy. Continue down the stairs. Whether I should only captivate her hands and feet or to tie it up somewhere, with her back on the wall or even a blindfold, even a gag I thought a thousand things shot through my head on the stairs;A sock of her would be suitable as a gag, but.. I was torn from my thoughts.
On the ground floor at the beginning of the basement staircase.
What should that?She put on her beach slippers, luckily the back of which had already kicked down, otherwise I wouldn’t have seen anything from my feet anymore, well always there. These mountain pines with rubber sole and upper material were linen. Then we went into the basement. Several lines were excited.
Fortunately, as I quickly stated, there were also unused linen on the floor and in a corner there were various ropes that their fathers had probably used in the garden. Katrin hung up the majority of the laundry. Then she said with a cheeky grin that I should continue.
Why? I quickly found it out. This beast had deliberately left her underwear left and of course her socks and stockings, she knew my preferences yes.
Excited as I was, I was clumsy when hanging. She had also intended that and enjoyed herself delicious. She made stupid sayings to provoke me even more. Katrin obviously wanted me to finally fell over her again.
Then it was too much. “I know what you want, Katrin,” I said and let the laundry be laundry, “Well, if I catch you, you will see what you deserve cheeky thing”.
She laughed loudly and fled. But the basement was small. After two quick steps I had her hand caught.
I turned her right arm on her back at lightning speed. Police handle, now I had her. But she struggled and hoped to be able to free herself at least again. But no, I pushed my arm further towards the shoulder blade, she could no longer escape.
She should feel that too. I pushed her into the basement corner in which I had seen the knitting, because she had to go there. I finally wanted to captivate her. She still laughed.
Katrin defended herself and tried to get away, but the handle was sitting.
In some cases, I lifted it a little in the air to sand it into the basement corner where the knitting lay on the floor. “Idiot, let me! “She complained. But she scolded every time, it was part of it and as always she wanted our little fight as well as me. She loved him, especially her inevitable defeat.
This should be different today than before. My eyes fell on the rope. She too looked into the corner. “You won’t dare that.
You won’t captivate me, or anyway?“I heard from her. I just grinned. Now I had to get it on the floor.
Katrin was now very clever in the struggle and had developed tricks that made it really difficult for me to force them to the floor. Actually, that would not have been so problematic because it didn’t weigh much, but I also had to proceed in such a way that it didn’t hurt herself.
Because I definitely didn’t want that. So my means were limited. I tried a leg hook doch failed. She was still stood.
She clawed behind my calves with her feet so that she couldn’t fall. Then she stood normal again. I took her on my neck and pressed her face down slightly.
Her right wrist firmly under control I pulled her arm up a little more. Katrin groans.
I stopped her on the elongated twisted arm. Katrin was forced to bend her upper body forward. She looked directly at the basement floor, on the knitting that would soon be her bonds. “On the floor with you, little one! Honey, you know that you have to go down there.
Lot down with you!“I ordered her, trying to do a ruling tone, but I only succeeded moderately. “You don’t think so yourself that I voluntarily go to the floor in front of you,” she replied, “strictly strictly strictly, so far you have always made it”.
I pressed her right arm a little more firmly into her back. Katrin should feel that she wouldn’t have a chance. “Come on! Down! You do not have a chance!” I said.
“Never!“Katrin replied and tried again to free her hand out of hand. I pulled her shoulder, but suddenly let go. Then I surprised her and pressed my knees into her knees and pulled them onto the floor with my weight. Done, it fell on the floor.
“Ahhh! No!Not!“My sweetheart screamed and defended himself violently. Without success. “So now I have you, sweetie! Lot on your stomach with you!“I pressed it onto the basement floor.
Katrin rolled back and forth on the floor. I managed to turn her on my stomach, she was chasing, but I was already squeezing it between mine Legs.
I put me on her back, her body fixed through my thighs, her escape was over. “So I like my sweetness better! Now I’ll teach you manners first!“I called laughing and pressed her hands firmly on her back. “Have you ever been tied up?“I asked and she just looked at me incredulously. I reached for one of the knits.
Quickly a loop around the right hand. “Hey! What are you doing? Oh no! Do not captivate! You pig!!!“Katrin threw me a little surprised without being able to prevent the right hand was already bound.
The left was quickly turned onto the back. “That’s how I like it! You should be really helpless!“I laughed and tied my hands closely together. As best I could – I didn’t really have any practice in creating bonds.
Then it was done. The hands were so bound that, in my judgment, it was excluded that they would be able to free themselves from the bonds. Because a free time on his own would have messed up the whole game. I looked at my work and was at peace.
Katrin looked up at me. “Ey! That is really mean.
Now I can’t do anything anymore!“Katrin scolded and tried to turn his hands in the bonds. “You probably don’t want to complain to prisoners?”I asked laughing. “If you want to say something, then you have to plead for mercy! Hahahaha!”.
“Very funny! You like that!“Said Katrin, who lay below me and was still lightly fidgeting, which rather brewed me. She lay on her stomach, tied her hands on her back. The bonds were stuck, but not too tight. I paid attention to that.
The rope shouldn’t cut into the skin. I liked the view of the tamed Katrin.
I still had a lot to do with her, but first enjoyed the situation. Katrin, my favorite victim, was defeated on the floor. Now I was able to turn to her enchanting foot.
“You have cute socks, my darling! Still!!!”I said threatening and took your stocking. She pulled him away again, but she knew that she had no chance. Again she was inferior. I tronte on her back.
She was largely defenseless. “What’s coming now, Marc,” she asked. Her expectant views showed that she was excited to see if it was over. But obviously she suspected that more would follow.
She turned back and forth, tugged on her bonds.
But the pressure of my thighs and my body weight suffocated every escape movement in the approach. Sometimes I gave her a little loose to encourage her and to encourage her back to resist. Wonderful like the bound Katrin fidgeted. “If you don’t show yourself a little submissive, I won’t let you let go of you either, Katrin! You know that?” I said.
“I will be able to free myself! just wait!“She replied Patzig. She turned her head and looked up at me. Her blond hair had fallen a little in her face.
The face had also turned a little red from the belterei. As a result, she looked particularly cute, my little sweet prisoner.
Her fidgeting let me go. She laughed at me. “You unbearable shit,” she said to the fun. “If you captivate me, I can no longer defend myself properly”.
“That’s right, but you like that right now,” I replied. Again she turned her little hands back and forth in the knitting a little. Enchanting slim hands that were tied up for the first time today. “Should I stop?”.
I asked. “Yes, please! Start me! My father could come down, what do you mean what is going on!““ But I don’t do it.
Only when you undertake properly. Like a little slave, you will submit to yourself today- a nice game not true, Katrin? Admit that it also irritates you. Your father is in the study, before the Tagesschau he doesn’t come out, no fear!“Was my narrow answer.
“You dumbass!“She complained, but apparently didn’t mean it so seriously. Then I remembered her ringing socks, with which I would have loved to be in mind. “What kind of words are they? So naughty. I still have to knob you!“I threatened.
She turned her face up to me: “Be understood, that’s not your serious one.
Katrin looked curiously, excited to see if I would do it, but not frightened at all. She trusted me. I was reassured. Now it went on.
I tickled her all the upper body, for minutes, she laughed and laughed. “History of the Nee! Hahahhh! Ahhahaa!“Niiiicht!“She shouted and fought against me. The face of the winged red, the t-shirt slipped out of the jeans. Between the belt and shirt, her mere back showed the closure of your bras.
I didn’t let up. Katrin fidget. She reared up – swearing and giving everything to free himself as much as possible. For free.
She didn’t make it. The tickling stacks were violent.
Completely out of breath, she called “break”. I naturally granted her. The measure of appropriateness had to be observed in our games, both should not take the fun.
Hence a break. But only 2 minutes, then I started again. She reared up again to press her knees on the floor, she tried to pushing me up and throwing around, but I was too heavy. Nevertheless, she kept trying it, she hit my back with her feet and cursed me.
“Let go! Letting go, ”she shouted and drummed against my back with her feet. With her feet she could hardly reach my back, probably she just didn’t know anything else that she could do.
Sure, I looked back on her bound hands, she was at the mercy. I turned back slightly and saw her feet, I reached too. “We have it there! I know where you are particularly sensitive, my sweetness!” I said.
I had her right foot. “Shoes off!“I pulled out the beach slippers. She only had the striped ring socks. “Woe you pull me off here! Leave my socks!“Your curse increased.
“The complaint will not help you! You are due today, Katrin!“I laughed and devoted myself to her sweet feet. Ichob delighted my fingers in the cuff of the so-core and already felt the skin of her foot.
Then slowly followed the socks. He only hung on her toes, the mostly naked, then the sock fell completely. I really wanted to captivate her barefoot.
But first I tickled my foot. She could hardly stand it and whimpered: “Please, please leave me free! How can a person be so nasty? Please honey, I’m very good too, but no longer tick my feet. Please not the feet “. I stopped briefly: “I don’t want his darling to be a inhuman when you ask me so much.
But just please please, please say, as usual, is not enough today.
That should be clear to you. “I started to tickle her again. “What else?“She asked in the hope of stopping me. I do everything you ask for almost everything, ”she says in the subsequent sentence.
I continued with the tickling. Then I stopped, took her hair out of her face in her eyes in her eyes. Today she should do a lot to “buy”, but I wanted to take it easy. How far it would go? She looked at me.
“Do you have enough? Do you follow yourself?” I asked. “Yeah,” she replied in the belief she was redeemed.
Wrongly thought. I continued. Again 2 minutes of tickle attacks followed.
“Stop! Please, please stop honey!” I heard. In a quiet voice she said: “What else do you want?“She was excited to see what I would ask for this time. “Surrender!!. I want to hear it in the whole sentence, from your enchanting mouth!!!“, I said,“ say loudly and clearly that you undertake yourself!”.
She looked at me: “This is humiliating and you know that. I can not…. I don’t do that, that’s humiliating. “But she enjoyed the feeling of inferiority.
And I enjoyed her resistance that I would soon break.
Katrin had realized that she should ask me for redemption in a submissive voice. She apparently contradicted that. The game continued. “It was an offer,” I replied.
“If you think you’re not ready. To surrender to you, then you will see what this attitude brings you right away. If you don’t want to feel, my darling … “. I continued with the tickle cure.
Hefti-Ger than before. Katrin fidgeted, why she was only so tickled. 5 minutes. She really got sweating.
Again it was the turn of the sole of the foot. At some point it was time. “Please”, she gasped. “Please, please, to stole! It’s good, please stop! I do it “.
I looked at her.
“What is?“I asked, as demanding, without stopping it for a second to tickle her. “I would result,” she said quietly. Without success. Then I said: “Mäuschen, I didn’t understand anything! volume up! Tell me what you want to tell me, but so that I understand you too!.
“She smiled – admittedly with a slightly acidified look. But that’s how she liked it. She wanted to overcome herself when I asked for something from her. Another pleading look from her.
“What is now?”, I asked. She still hesitated, looked at me helplessly. Then she overcame herself.
In a clear voice she repeated: “Ok, o. K.
, I give up. I submit. Please, please stop, stop. I surrender”.
She would have loved to do it now. That was to be seen, but that didn’t work with tied hands. She had met my first claim. Of course I still couldn’t leave her free.
I wanted to tie her further. So I replied: “Pech Katrin, that’s no longer enough for me. You hesitated too long “. Something I had to come up with as a reason why she shouldn’t be free.
“What else do you want, I have already surrendered.
I said it how you asked it, ”replied Katrin, who already suspected what would be imminent with a view to the rest of the knitting. I looked at her feet. Katrin knew that I would only be calm when she was barefoot. Of course she knew me so well.
“You are now my little slave. And slaves have naked feet. Let’s go! I want your second sock first. Go down with it! Katrin looked at me questioningly.
“Down the socks! Make it. Otherwise I will not leave you free. Come! Get my conditions!“I asked. However, I did not have to leave her off this time if she followed my instruction: No, then the feet should finally be tied up, but she didn’t have to know that.
“I can’t, my hands are captivated, get rid of them and you get your socks,” said Katrin.
“Nothing there,” I replied, “the bonds stay, you have to see how you get it down. You should submit, ”I replied,“ roam the socks with the other foot! Die Dichoder do you want me to turn your feet back to your feet?“She definitely didn’t want that. She stretched my foot towards me as much as possible so that I could take my socks. “Get off, take your trophy,” she said, “then you have what you wanted”.
But I didn’t want that.
So the game didn’t go. “Honey,” I said, “you want to surrender to me, so you also have to take off your socks. “She played with. Only if she always stood out was fun, we both knew that.
“I do not want that. This is a stupid humiliating gesture!!! You know that it is humiliating, ”she said and yet that somehow liked her somehow. “That’s why it will ask anyway! Finally do!, Down with it!!!“, I looked at her demanding and full of expectation. Again this sweet helpless look from her.
She had it really well.
Again a tickle attack used. This time it didn’t take long. Exhausted Katrin called after a short time: “Aahhhhhhüü Mercy! Please stop, I do what you ask. Yes, I do it “.
I waited, looked back at her feet. “Go now,” I ordered. Then she did it. Katrin bent one leg on and pushed the trouser leg of her jeans slightly upwards so that the cuff of the sock could be seen.
Again I was thrilled with the sight of this little toe. Soon I would see the other foot naked too. Katrin receded. With her already bare foot she grazed the beach slippers, then she made herself on the remaining socks.
With the big toe she slipped under her socks and pushed it off his foot completely.
“O. K. , so?” she asked. Both feet were naked.
Now they should be tied up. “I did it, I’m barefoot. Now leave me free too. That was humiliating enough, ”said Katrin.
“You didn’t really think that my darling or?“I replied and reached for a rope. I grinned. “No, now you are being tied up properly. Otherwise you will fidget with your sweet feet!“I turned around on her body until I was sitting towards her feet on her back.
I grabbed my right foot and caught the rope, then my left foot.
When they were at least loosely bound, I started captivating them in such a way that both feet were tied together in parallel. The work was completed for the time being. I got up and looked at my darling. “But today you don’t miss anything!“Katrin scolded.
There she lay now: on her stomach, hands tied up and also the feet, barefoot and tied up. Magical. She turned her bare feet in a circular movements, and explained how far she could move her. Not far.
What else could I do now, I thought about.
I looked at her soles of your feet. Then I took another rope and stood over Katrin. “What’s coming now,” she asked. I was silent, took the knitting tied it on her ankle ties and pulled my feet up to me.
Now I tied the other end of the knitting to her handcuff. A hogue, but I didn’t know the name at the time. Now she was really helpless. She rolled back and forth, at some point fell on the side.
My eyes fell on two nylon stockings that hung on the clothesline. “A perfect blindfold, or!“I asked and went to my sweetheart.
I took her and combined Katrin’s eyes. We had done that many times, but she had never been tied up. Now I almost made it.
Barefoot, well tied and with a black blindfold she was there. I wouldn’t have dreamed that. Only the gag was still missing. Should I do without it.
I decided to faece it too, only very briefly. First of all, I let Katrin braise in her helpless location and enjoyed the sight. Katrin scolded herself. To my special friends, she occasionally tried to do the humble tour and begged my dear to redeem her.
Now the gag should come, the right time had come.
“This scolding is not bearable, Katrin. I think I also have to tie you too, ”I said. I deliberately overlooked her played protest and collected her ringed socks. The first I had taken her off her.
And then the second, which she had “voluntarily” moved out as a sign of her humility herself, at my request. Usually I would have already left her free after such a gesture, but today the game went on somehow. I was sure it would follow another sign of the submission.
Katrin also wanted it that way, that was sure. I liked the thought of gagging her with straight socks, which she was tied up under me so reluctantly.
The sock was slightly rolled up. I pulled him apart and kept him in front of Katrin. “You know what that is,” I asked. “One of my socks.
What’s that supposed to mean?”, she asked. I just grinned. “Try here!”I said and kept her socks in front of your face. : “Thank you Katrin for just delivering the gag to me.
You will now get the socks as a gag that you have just moved out for me, o.
K. ?”” Nice! Woe!! That’s nasty!“She replied. “So?”I said when I sat on her chest wide -legged. She was silent, grinning at me, not sure whether I would actually do it.
I was sure: I wanted to see her with gag. Only a few minutes, I thought. “You let that be. Woe! Lower you!““ You always wanted to try it out or?“Then I reached, kept her chin and tried to put my mouth on.
“Come on! Mouth open, play with!“I tickled her, kept her nose at the same time. She bit her lips to keep your mouth closed and stopped the air.
But then she grabbed air. I also kept my nose until she opened her mouth again, then quickly put the socks in. “Mpffffff!No!Mgpf!“She screamed briefly without chance.
And then bound the second nylon stocking so that it couldn’t spit out the socks. “MmmmGHF was heard. The other nylonstocking related as the blindfold still served his service. I looked at her: blind, tied up and gagged.
Exciting. But I didn’t want to expect Katrin too long. She was my darling and I didn’t want to overwhelm her. I let her braise them for another 5 minutes.
If her father would come, I thought, I thought.
Katrin tied up and with a sock in the mouth. For safety, I shot off the cellar door. Now I had the time. Katrin would not be able to run away.
For a moment, then she should get the opportunity to “freely buy” herself through her behavior “. So we always did it with our games. But what could I ask for this time. It had to be something special.
There was a crackling tension. I looked at her. Katrin waited spellbound how the game would find his end today. No matter, she wouldn’t be able to influence it very much.
I solved the connection between the hand and ankle bondage.
Relieved Katrin stretched out her inventor and grunted something like “thank you” into her gag. Alternately she bent her legs and stretched them out again. My eyes fell on her feet again. She had beautiful toes.
I reached for my left foot, looked at him. The curves that become small by little smaller toes. You could also tie them together, I thought. No shackles on the sweet toes today, but there would definitely be a next time.
Katrin Grünest “Mggpf!“As if she wanted to redemption. “Well, you are now barV?” I asked. Then I loosened the gag nylon. “Baahhhh!“She spat out the socks, which was now soaked saliva.
She breathed deeply through.
Now she should stand upright. “Now high with you, Katrin!Stand up!Come on!”I ordered. I turned her on my back and tried to help her up by hitting her. She was already on her feet, but wanted to fall down again and again.
She defended herself, she wanted to stay there until I freed her from her bonds. But I didn’t want to release her yet. “Now help me to get your feet,” I asked, “or do you want to get the fully sausage socks back into your mouth”. The threat was sitting.
She shook her head. Even if she had just wanted the gag, the thought that I could put my socks into her mouth again, she frightened.
Now also trying to put up with my help. Now my darling stood in front of me. I looked at her.
Hard to believe that this sweet blonde girl stood in front of me. The hands tied onto the back, the bare feet tied close together, so close that they got something in swings. Also because she was still wearing the blindfold. I was fascinated by the sight.
“Please let go of me,” she said, to the approx. 1000 times to me and she knew that it wouldn’t work that way. “Please, please, please!!!”. But she didn’t want to end the game.
I sat on a stool standing around and thought about.
I had to come to an end. I thought of the film “Nine and a half weeks”, who also liked Katrin so much. We both wanted a special conclusion today. “What now?“She asked,“ what do I have to do to finally come free?“My thoughts ripen.
Then I knew what to do. I thought of how Elisabeth von John was asked in the film to crawl on the knees over the floor to collect the banknotes distributed by John. I wanted to have it similarly. Katrin should go on my knees in front of me.
You should feel the floor. The floor would not be too hard, it was carpet laid.
I loosened her blindfold because I wanted to look her in the eye when she slowly sank to my knees in front of me. If she would do it at all. Hopefully, I thought.
The blindfold was off. She blinked. I stand close behind her and whispered her in her ear: “Honey, I love you. Always remember that it is just a game, only between us both.
Nobody will find out what you might do now “. she nodded. “Of course”, she said quietly with a slightly shaky voice. I stood in ca.
1 m away from you. She looked at me unsafe.
Was waiting. “On the knee. Katrin!“I ordered.
She hesitated, looked at me anxiously. “On the knee! Down with you, Katrin! I’m waiting. What is there?? Nobody sees you, so go! Knee down!“She continued to hesitate. It was to be seen that she was wondering.
A thousand thoughts shot through her head. Your heart raced. Mine too. She wanted me to solve the bonds and knew that she had to do something for it, but kneel down.
I had never asked for that. Minutes passed in which nothing happened, we just looked at each other. Who of us was more excited? A little eternity. Whether she would play along? I repeated my demand: “Katrin my darling, I was not clear enough? I am reluctant to repeat myself.
You should kneel down, now, here and in front of me.
Then you come free. It’s easy. “Another minute passed. “Let’s see.
Nobody will know, you know that. Go to the knees ”, demands again. She was still tugging. But she loved the game too much to cancel it.
She looked at me questioningly. “You can trust me, it stays with us,” I said. She obviously seemed to calm that. She smiled at me and blinked to me.
Now she only hesitated to further add the tension. She didn’t want to fit too quickly, but gave me the opportunity to enjoy the situation (she was really a treasure).
She played with: “You can’t really ask for that,” she said. But it was clear to her that I would stay with the claim. She enjoyed opposing herself.
“But my darling, I can do that. I expect you to fell on your knees in front of me. And look at me! The conditions are clear, or?“I asked demanding. I looked at her knees, then on the floor in front of her.
A quick look at the ankle cuffs. Your gaze had followed mine. She looked at the ground in front of her. She knew that I was serious and she wanted to do me a favor – you felt that.
“Katrin, I don’t like to wait.
Knee down! On your knees with you! For the last time!“She breathed quickly, she had willingly had me captivated, even gagging. She liked it: Should she fall on her knees for the first time in front of a boy. Your decision had been made: yes she wanted it. For the last time she tried to ask it: “You really want me to be on my knees in front of you.
Tied up, go on the floor “. She wanted to get involved. However, it was to be seen in their eyes that they would overcome cost. But that made up the attraction of our game, which we had found out in long conversations.
She wanted to be challenged when buying free “, she had always emphasized in our conversations.
“Be quiet. Do what I ask and you are free, ”I threw towards her:“ For the last time down with you! Down to the floor! I want to have you on my knees!“One last look from her then it should happen. “All right then!“She whispered. Our eyes met.
“OK. , I submitted myself, ”she said quietly, then leaning her knees and she started to crouch slightly. I watched every movement. “Look at me,” I asked.
Totally unnecessary. Katrin looked deep into my eyes because she wanted to see how much I liked what she was doing.
She actually went down on the floor in front of me. Knelt obedience down, at my request. Because of the bonds it was not very easy for them.
Then Katrin dropped forward onto both knees. She had done it. She was a good actress. With emphasized submissive voice, I heard her say: “Please make me go sweetheart.
They put me on how I knee in front of you, like a slave. You wanted that so much, not true? I bend myself. I have submitted “. She lowered her gaze to the ground.
I looked at her. Yes, Katrin dominated the game.
Little knelt in front of me. The first time. We were silent for a moment, both enjoyed the situation.
I looked over her shoulder on her soles of your feet from above, the ankles looked out under the jeans. “You were up. You have ideas! Actually, I like a little dominance, ”she said, who still knelt on the floor on the floor in front of me. “Katrin, I know that you like the game.
admit it!And you know what else I want now? You will prove your devotion!”, I said. The game wasn’t quite over yet.
Katrin was happy that she had done it;at the same time curious about the coming. She looked back up again, looked at me with a laugh: “What else?“I went around her. When would I see my sweetheart again.
I opened my jeans without a word and pulled them down a bit with a boxer shorts. My limb prongs out. “Kiss him!“I asked Katrin, who looked a little puzzled. “You heard right! Kiss me the glans, Katrin!“I repeated myself.
“So? On the knees? At least get my hands off! Please!“She begged softly. “Nothing there! start! Without hands, katrin!“I replied and led him to her lips.
“When I hear more, I’ll let you kiss my feet!!“I threatened when I slowly pushed him against her lips. Then her lips actually opened tentatively. I pulled him back again: “You have the choice, decide yourself!“Now I mean mine tail Or kiss my feet and ask me to give you the task! You can choose!“I command.
Katrin has to swallow. Then she tends her head a bit and drives her nose along my penis tip. Her tongue lies under the glans and lifts them slightly. Then your lips close around my best piece, right behind the glans.
With her tongue she circles the acorn wreath.
There are great feelings. While my best piece straightens up to full size, I stroke Katrin over my head and my fingers bury themselves in her hair. Katrin sucks my stiff member a little deeper and I slide a little more. I see how she has to fight so as not to choke, remain a few more moments in her and then give a little bit.
I feel her tongue my tough gem against her wavy palate and carefully move her head up and down her head. “Leave you time katrin.
Always slow. I am a connoisseur. “Forget mine Egg not ”, I explain to her.
Katrin pauses briefly. It flatters the transition between the glans and shaft again. Then she slowly slides my gem out of her mouth and without losing it, she suddenly keeps my best piece between her lips again. I enjoy the view of my bound treasure that kneels in front of me at the bottom, “Next! Give yourself a lot of treasure!“Katrin Liebkost sliding down, turning her head, the shaft down to the root and then sucks my scrotum and a small part of my testicle in her mouth.
I spread my legs apart a little more to give her a little more space.
Katrin plays around my testicles with her tongue, sucks her deep into her oral cavity and pushes her from one side to the other. Then she dismisses my scrotum out of her mouth and drives up the underside of my shaft with the tongue outstretched and puts her mouth over my glans. “I miss the!This is amazing!“I moan. After sucking it several times, on the other side she slides on my now stone -tough member, again to the scrotum and sucks it in.
When Katrin surrounds my glans with her lips again.
“Slave Katrin, you do it really well,” I say, “so well that I can hardly believe. My excitement increases. Katrin circled him with her tongue, kissed him a few more times. Then she sucked tenderly again.
Quite slowly I keep my member back and forth and Katrin slowly strengthened the pressure of her lips. Then again she only played with the tip of the tongue on the glans and then picked it up in the mouth again. It sucked up and down slowly. Then it got faster and faster and more violent.
So Katrin could blow perfectly despite her 18 years.
She was incredibly tender. My cock slipped out a few times because we were both totally excited. When I looked at her bound feet again, it was about me. My limb twitched and I poured myself into her mouth.
“Yeah!”I groaned. Katrin swallowed quickly. Then she looked at me. I immediately understood and kissed her violently.
Then the bonds loosened. Katrin got up, hugged me and whispered in my ear: “We absolutely have to repeat that. Something like that;Who would have thought that you had so much fun to master me! Mhhh? Treasure let your imagination play “.
I just nodded, threw the knitting back into the corner. Katrin collected her socks without putting on them.
She looked at the socks that she had to strip in a tied up state at my request and who afterwards closed her mouth as a gag and said: “My, honey, madness what we do everything crazy”. She still went barefoot up the stairs. Your father will meet on the ground floor. He looked at Katrin on his bare feet, but apparently he was not particularly surprised that Katrin went up the stairs with bare feet.
We knew why. Katrin pressed the crumpled socks into my hand a few steps later.
“Here, your trophy! As a memory of the afternoon!“She whispered in my ear. We continued up to her room and cuddled the rest of the afternoon. Because we also enjoy doing that.
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