I’ll never forget the sound Susan made just now when she saw what I’d prepared for her. She emerged from the bathroom wrapped only in a towel, her skin still damp and glowing. The winter sun is spilling through the huge picture windows of the sleeping area of our A frame house, picking out sparkles of water in the long, dark hair piled atop her head. When she saw the four neckties draped inward from the corners of our king size bed, she le out a little gasp that was at once a sound of fear, pleasure, arousal and anticipation.

As I gathered her in my arms, pressing her fragrant, compliant body against me, she could feel my own arousal through my robe. I tasted the sherry on her lips and marveled, as always, at the feel of her petite frame in my arms. Only five feet two, my wife barely comes up to my chin, but her delicate, trim body conceals a will of steel.

More, her demure demeanor belies a passion and sexual adventuresomeness that captured me completely, once she had succeeded in getting my attention, really getting my attention, one long New Year’s weekend. It was a weekend we celebrated with four days in bed.

The scenario of this afternoon will be fun for both of us, but I know someday I’ll finally bring her favorite bondage fantasy to reality for her. I’ll guide her downstairs to the family room in our basement. The low foot stool from the living room will serve just fine. Better, I suspect, than the tree stump that’s in her fantasy, though with our ninety acre farm, maybe even that’s a possibility.

I’ll undress her as tenderly as ever. Then I’ll force her down on her knees. I already have the soft lengths of rope I need. She’ll bend facedown over the stool and I’ll lash her wrists to the foot stool’s legs on one side. Then I’ll spread her knees and bind them to the legs on the other side so she’s helpless.

She will be physically in my power, just as I am already in hers, emotionally and psychically. My cock will be throbbing with desire, just as it is as I write this. I’ll strip off my robe and toy with myself for a moment while I feast my eyes on the lush curve of her buttocks, the tantalizing dark cleft between them, the richly furred mound of her sex between her open thighs.

Maybe I’ll reach under her and toy with her breasts. I’ll pinch her nipples the way she likes them to be pinched. She’ll moan and test her bonds, but I’ll have tied them well. I’ll stroke her flanks, and squeeze the globes of her ass. Perhaps I’ll present my cock to her mouth and let her sample the heat and hardness of my desire for her, for I want her now more than I have ever wanted her.

I’ll kiss her, wherever I want, but not where I know she wants, until she is pleading for it. I’ll bite her asscheeks. Finally I’ll press my lips to her crevice and let my tongue toy with the pucker of her anus.

With the flames from our fireplace heating her flesh, I’ll toy with her as she struggles against the ropes. I’ll lubricate my finger and slide it up her ass, preparing her for what is yet to come. Maybe I’ll add a second finger to that penetration, or even a third. And while I’m doing that I’ll toy with her clit, too, and probe her pussy.

I’ll tease her until she’s begging for relief. I’ll show her arousal such as she’s never felt before in her life. I don’t know that she has ever understood just how much pleasure I get out of stimulating her to a fever pitch. There is no greater turn on for me than her moans and writhing as I tease her with fingers, lips and tongue.

And finally, when neither of us can stand it a moment longer, I’ll oil up my cock. Pressing it at her well prepared sphincter, I’ll work it slowly into her hot, gripping depths, giving her time to get used to it, for I’m better hung than I should be for this entry.

Reaching beneath her trembling belly, I’ll toy with her sopping pussy. Then I’ll slowly begin to push my prick in her ass. I’ll thrust in and out of her until my body and hers are both aflame. And finally, when I feel her convulsing with her orgasm, I’ll let myself go and release my searing pulses of semen deep in her bowels.

For a long time we’ll cuddle together over the stool. Then I’ll free her and we’ll tumble in a loving heap on the floor in front of the fireplace to cuddle and kiss and catch our breath.

I have other plans for us, too. There’s a hook up between the joists ready to accept a rope to bind her wrists over her head so once again I’ll have her whole body at my disposal. Or perhaps the post which supports the central beam will be the stake to which I’ll bind her. For the one thing I want out of the rest of my life is the chance to show her pleasure like she’s never dreamed possible.

Mr. K.A., Oregon

During my grad school placement I had my first experience with sexual bondage. It all started when my girlfriend, Debra, and I were lying in bed reading Variations. First, let me say that Debra is a striking woman, about five feet two inches tall with a well proportioned body. She is of East Indian ancestry, which gives her beautiful black eyes and hair, along with skin that is a lovely shade of brown. She had just finished reading me a story about a woman who enjoyed being tied up before lovemaking.

I noticed as Debra was reading the story that her nipples became erect and her breathing became erratic. It didn’t take more than that for me to make my move. Without saying a word, I went to the closet and picked up one of my ties and the belt to my robe. When I returned to the bed, Debra looked up, a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

I said, in my most masterful voice, “Give me your hands.” She extended her hands, wrists crossed. I tied one end of the belt around her wrists and the other to a bedpost. I then began caressing her breasts, pinching and twisting the nipples. Working my hands and mouth down her body, I reached her navel and noticed the growing wet spot on her panties. Pulling down her panties, I was greeted by the lovely sight of her completely shaven love mound.

After removing her panties, I said, “Spread your legs and don’t move them.” Debra quickly complied. I began moving my hands along the insides of her thighs and lower stomach, intentionally avoiding her love spot. My captive let out a moan, begging to be touched in her most intimate place. She was incredibly wet. At this point she began to squeeze her legs together, trying to rub her pussy. I grabbed her breast, with her nipple squeezed between my index finger and thumb.

Twisting her nipple, I said, “If you do that again, I’m not going to touch you.”

She responded by spreading her legs and saying, “Yes, John.”

“What did you say?” I asked while pulling on her breasts. When she did not respond, I began biting at her nipples.

She let out a gasp before responding, “Yes, master.”

I began my assault on my slave’s love nest by sliding one finger in and out in a rhythmic motion. Soon two, three and then four fingers were working on her pussy. The sight of my light skinned fingers disappearing into Debra’s dark skinned body was an erotic contrast that made me burn with desire. But I was determined to prolong this tease as long as I could.

When I sensed Debra was reaching a climax, I would stop touching her and just sit back and watch her writhe and moan. Sometimes I would blow on her body, letting her yearn for the caress of my mouth. I repeated this for almost an hour. My slave was careful not to move her legs together, remembering my threat of not touching her.

“Master?” Debra asked.

“Yes, slave?” I responded.

“Please fuck me.”

“I may decide not to fuck you,” I informed her.

Debra moaned. “But I’m so hot. Please fuck me.”

Finally, unable to continue the scene a moment longer, I brought both my hands and my mouth into play, covering her breasts with kisses and increasing the motion of my hands in her pussy. When I felt her pussy contracting, I withdrew my hands and inserted my throbbing cock. She came almost immediately.

After her climax, Debra said, “John, that was wonderful.” She seemed to think our little adventure had ended with her orgasm. She was about to find out differently. Straddling my slave, I began rubbing the length of my shaft along her stomach and over her breasts. I then reached over and propped her head up with a pillow so she was face to face with my cock. “Open your mouth,” I commanded.

Moving my knees to either side of Debra’s beautiful head, I placed my cock just an inch from her vulnerable mouth. I let her get a long, close look at the raider that would soon be ravishing her mouth.

“Don’t move,” I told her as I slowly slid my dick all the way into her mouth. I relished the view of my member disappearing into the warmth of her immobile mouth. Succumbing to my own desires, I ordered my slave to suck me. Debra than began to work her lips and tongue around my cock.

Just as I was about to come, I withdrew and my semen spurted all over her chest and face. I rubbed it over her breasts as she strained to lick up the come on her face. I looked down to find her looking up, smiling. She said, “Next time tie my legs, too.” I assured her that I would.

Mr. J.A., Rhode Island

My girlfriend, Sally, lives in a house she shares with two of her friends, Lisa and Corinne. Last Halloween she invited me to go with her to a costume party in her neighborhood. She even volunteered to get a costume for me.

That night I showed up at her house wearing my costume, a cowboy outfit complete with a fake six shooter and holster. When Sally opened the door, I got my first look at her costume. She had dressed up as an Indian maiden, in a skimpy buckskin bikini and moccasins. I noticed that her roommates had dressed in the same outfit, and that Joe, Lisa’s boyfriend, and Bob, who dated Corinne, were also there, also dressed as cowboys.

We walked across the street to where the party was being held. There was lots of music, food and drink, and everybody was in costume. Sally disappeared for a while but then came back and suggested she and I go back to her house for a party of our own. I agreed.

Sally and I walked back to the house and went inside. When I turned the living room lights on, I saw that Lisa and Corinne were there, along with a pile of ropes. Taken by surprise, I turned to Sally and asked what was going on.

“White man is prisoner of Indian maidens,” Sally replied, speaking like an Indian in an old TV Western.

With that, all three girls attacked me. I’m in pretty good shape, but I was no match for three healthy and determined females. The girls quickly forced me facedown on the floor. They tied my hands behind my back, then put a blindfold over my eyes and gagged me.

When the girls were finished, I was led downstairs to the basement. The girls had me kneel on the floor with my back against one of the pipes. They tied my ankles around the pipe, they untied my hands and retied them so that they, too, were bound around the pipe. Then they left.

As soon as the girls were gone, I began to try and free myself. However, I had been well tied and could not escape. From the noises I could hear around me, it was clear that there were other people in the basement, but with my mouth gagged I couldn’t seem to speak to them.

About twenty minutes later I heard the girls come back downstairs. They turned on the lights. Sally then removed my gag and blindfold. When I looked around, I saw that Joe and Bob had also been taken prisoner and were tied up next to me on the cold floor.

Bob ordered the girls to let us free. Lisa laughed at him and said that we cowboys were the prisoners and that they were about to begin a secret Indian ceremony. With that, the girls went into a tribal dance complete with chants and war whoops.

As the girls danced, they became more and more animated. Soon they began removing their outfits, until finally they were dancing completely naked. I was amazed at what was going on, but also turned on.

Finally Sally positioned herself in front of me. She shoved her pussy in my face. It was clear what she wanted. I began to lick and tease her with my tongue. Soon she was emitting little sighs and moans as she approached orgasm. Finally, she could hold back no longer and came.

I figured that this would be the end of things, and that the girls, having had their fun, would now let us go. But I was wrong. As soon as each girl had satisfied herself with her own boyfriend, they traded places, so that I ended up with Corinne pressing her cunt in my face. Under the circumstances I had no choice but to lick her to orgasm. After that, the girls switched again, and I had to suck Lisa until her pussy dripped.

When the girls were finally finished, they moved away. Corinne told us we had passed our initiation and were now full members of the tribe.

It was quite an initiation, to say the least, but I have to admit I enjoyed every minute of it. I found out that the girls had cooked it all up while considering various outfits to wear to the costume party, thinking it would be a perfect way to introduce their boyfriends to erotic bondage. Indian maidens capturing cowboys, tying them up and making them perform oral sex was pretty clever, all right.

But the girls are in for a surprise. Joe, Bob and I are hard at work thinking up a way to return the favor. I can’t wait to see all three girls down on their knees, hands tied behind their backs, mouths open and ready to receive our hard, throbbing cocks.

The cowgirls will learn their lesson.

Mr. T.O., Washington

She’s a five foot four, sultry, 102 pound sexual inferno. She is the hottest lady I have ever known, and over the last year and a half, Variations has provided us many moments of erotic pleasure. Although we have shared many episodes worthy of space in your publication, let me share a recent experience that was unique.

It was a Saturday evening and we had not seen each other all week. Our jobs require frequent week long travel and we were particularly eager to see each other. Throughout the week I had had fantasies about torrid sex involving light bondage, and I was determined to play them out.

Upon returning to town on Saturday, Lois came directly to my apartment from the airport. I had offered her a few hours of sleep while I made dinner. I was sure we wound end up at her place, so while she slept and dinner cooked, I packed a few things in an overnight bag: silk rope, a blindfold and a vibrator.

After dinner we made our way to a bar near her apartment for some dancing. The bottle of wine we had with dinner had made her very playful, and most of our conversation revolved around how horny we were. Lois looked fantastic. Her blouse was carefully unbuttoned so that when I looked from the right angle, I had a clear view of her breasts.

With the dancing and drinks, it wasn’t long before we were both pawing each other. During slow songs she would pull her blouse apart and press her bare breasts against me and whisper how much she wanted to fuck. She also said she could feel her pussy getting wet. I pulled at her G string through her skirt, forced it up between her legs and told her how much I wanted it to be my fingers. She sighed and drew closer to me. Super horny, we departed for her place.

Once there, we shed our clothes quickly and got into bed. After several minutes of kissing and touching, I asked her if she was ready to be spoiled. From somewhere down deep came her throaty “Yes.” I asked her to lie on her stomach and close her eyes. From my bag of goodies I brought out the blindfold and put it on her. She smiled amused, turned on and willing.

With the ropes I tied each wrist and ankle to a corner of the bed. A pillow under her hips tilted her ass up in the air. Her excitement was obvious the sparse hair between her legs was matted and wet. I was as hard as I had ever been, with only a vague plan for what was to come.

I began a body massage, using only mouth and tongue. I started at the tops of her shoulders and slowly worked my way down to the small of her back. After lingering at this sensitive spot, I moved between her widely parted legs. I put my mouth so close she could feel my warm breath across her softness. She tried to push herself into my face, but I pulled away. Her breathing was heavy, her excitement bordering on frustration.

By now she was incredibly wet and I knew I could enter her easily despite my size. She pleaded, “I want your cock inside me.”

I got up and moved to the head of the bed and offered her my cock. Without hesitation she took as much of me in her mouth as she could. While she sucked my cock down her throat, I reached across her back and slipped my fingers in her sopping cunt. After a week of abstinence it wasn’t long before I felt the beginning of an orgasm. I wanted to carefully time what was to happen next, because I knew how Lois loves for me to come in her mouth.

As I began to have the first spasms of my orgasm, I pulled my engorged cock from her mouth and placed the tip at the corner of her lips. Pre come began to slowly ooze from my cock onto the side of her face. She reached for it with her tongue, but I pulled away.

I knelt behind her, took my cock in my hand and used it to spread her abundant, slippery juices over her ass and cunt. With my free hand I stroked her back and ass. I picked up the vibrator and used it just as I had my cock. Lois’ hips rotated with every stroke as she tried to get what she thought was my cock inside her. Her breathing was deep and her legs trembled as she pleaded, “Put it inside me.” I had hoped her passion would blur the sensations and that she would assume she was with two lovers.

I lay across her back and slipped the rubber phallus inside her cunt. With my lips at her ear, I whispered, “Do you want a cock in your ass?”

Her reply, “Oh, yes!” came out quickly. As I straightened up, I slipped the fake cock out of her and gently pressed it against her asshole. Slowly the slippery cock slid inside her until only a few inches of it stuck out of her behind. At the same time I played with her nipples, finger fucked her, and stroked her legs.

Again she shook with the early signs of an orgasm. I swung myself around so she could take my cock in her mouth as I fucked her ass with the vibrator. Her sighs and moans were more frequent, and her struggling against the bonds was making me crazy as well. I knew that when I came it would be powerful.

I withdrew my straining cock from her mouth and knelt behind her. With the dildo still in her ass, I pressed my cock inside her dripping cunt. I could feel the other “cock” against the thin layer of skin that separates her cunt from her ass. “Now you’re full,” I informed her.

Lois began to thrust herself onto my cock, and it was obvious that she was close to coming. Her body shook wildly and she screamed. As she came down from her high I continued to fuck her.

When I untied her and removed her blindfold, we embraced and I kissed her lightly on her face. Still weak from the intensity of her orgasm, she asked, “Did you come?” When I told her that I had not, she languidly turned onto her back and said, “Fuck me again.” My still erect cock slipped into her and we rocked slowly together until I came deep inside her.

Mr. F.J., Minnesota