Harold decides he wants to challenge me again. This time with mummification by Cheri Bond

Great minds must work together. A few days ago I wrote a story on how my hubby and BF in life Harold made a challenge to me that turned out to be inescapable bondage. You remember this one right……

 

Not only was it inescapable, it was also scary. I am claustrophobic.  And being contained in this bondage bag as I called it, scared the hell out of me. Of course Harold didn’t give me the heads up on what he was going to do, only that he was going to tie me in such a way that I could never escape and he was right. There was no way out of this. It was so tight and with leather straps up and around my whole body, neck, shoulders, breast, waist, thighs, upper thighs, lower thighs, under my knees,  around my calves, around my ankles, then zipped up from b top to bottom with locks added on for security and then additional chains. with me locked to the wall. It was impossible.

To make matters worse, he put a rubber mask over my face  with straps going over my eyes and mouth and I was already bound and gagged before that. Then the rubber mask had a leather strap   going around my neck to lock it in place with a lock to seal that in. Jeesh. Even Houdini  couldn’t get out of this one.

Well Harold was also playing around with the idea of another form of mummification.  He saw the videos and pics his friend took when he :kidnapped” me and saw me in mummification encased in tape. He said this would be better than that “bag” as I called it or “bondage suit” as he called it.  Also, I told Harold that I could get free from mummification if I only had more time so we were on.

He at least gave me a day or two to recuperate from my already trying experience.

This time he agreed not to tie my hands but to let them by my sides. They would be encased in tape though.

So Harold started me in a sitting position.  But he said, “First off, put these on.” He handed me a pair of rubber gloves. I protested. He insisted, “C’mon Cheri. Play along.”

So I did.

Then Harold began wrapping the tape all around me starting around my shoulders, over my breasts, waist, arms, and hands.

When he got to my hands, he wrapped around my wrists starting with the right and then the left. then wrapped all the way around my waistline cinching it in.

JESSH Harold. You really taping me up aren’t you? You think this will hold me?”

“I’m sure it will. But you talk too much Cheri.”

He then stuffed a panty in my mouth and taped it shut.

“There Cheri. How is that?”

“mmmmmmphhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

“Ah perfect!” He says. “I COULDN’T wait to do that.”

Then he continued to wrap tape all around my hips, stomach, abdomen, upper thighs, lower thighs, knees, and on and on. Everytime he would run out of tape, he would talk to me and ask if I was ok.  I mumbled,

“whamsmsdhskdpodpfsdofuerowerewrmmmphhsdsdsdmmmffffff”

‘Perfect honey. I like you like this.’

Then he continued around my lower thigh, knees, calves, ankles and the way down to and around my feet.

I tried to move. It was impossible. I felt like a mummy. This was even better than the one his friend did to me. At least from the DOMs perspective. For me, it was inescapable bondage.  And a little scary.

“Don’t worry Cheri, I didn’t tape all over your face. That means you have pores open to breathe. Had I covered them, you would die from suffocation. Hey, I do have a million $$$$ Life insurance policy on you!”

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmppphhhhhhh

He tapped me on my nose and said, “No worries Cheri. You are worth more than a million $$$$ to me alive. And I am no murderer.”

THEN HE GAGKISSED ME – Stares at me for a few seconds and asks me how does it feel?

Like I can answer him in a audible manner. All that came out was,

 

mmmmmmmmmf, mmmmmmmmphhhhh, blub, blub, mmmfmph

Harold said, “Ok Hon. I’ll give you 1/2 hour to get loose. You told me you were almost loose when Kevin did this to you. Ooops. I told you his name. Well first name anyway.”

I Smiled with my eyes like now I knew who the guy was. Seriously, how many Kevins are their in Grand Rapids not to mention in Michigan, and in the USA. I would be searching for a very long time. And based on my prior altercation with Kevin, I was in no hurry to meet him ever again.

So Harold gave me 1/2 hour time limit. Could I break loose? Maybe………..

Cheri’s Bad day again. By Cheri Bond

A knock at the door. Man says he is here to from pest control. I let him in, he sneaks behind me and next thing I know, a cloth goes across my mouth and nose. Chloroform

Next thing I know there are others standing around me. I am lying on a table, hands tied in front and OTM gagged.

One of them says, “You go upstairs and ransack the house. Go to the bedroom. Look for jewels, diamonds and I know there is a safe here somewhere, right Mrs. Bond.

“MMMMMMMMMMMPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Ok Mrs. Bond, we are going to remove your gag and you are going to tell us where everything is and we mean everything. We want the combination to your safe, your account numbers to checking, savings, stocks, bonds everything. If you don’t give it to us, you will   die. Do you understand?”

I nod yes.

‘Please don’t do this. Harry and I have worked our entire lives  for this and…”

“SHUT UP MRS. BOND. SHUT THE FUCK UP! Did I not make myself clear? You must comply or you will die.”

“How do I know you won’t kill me anyway?”

“We will kill you if you don’t. Your possessions are insured, you have to know that. But is your life protected against death? Only by us and if you comply.”

I sigh and say ok. I’ll give you what you want but you have to promise me….”

 

Hold it Mrs. Bond. No negotiating. We make the rules. First thing combination to the safe.”

Meanwhile the guys come from upstairs and have bags loaded with stuff, fur coats, mink coats, beautiful dresses, jewelry, diamonds and lord knows what else. I start crying. So many memories. And those things costs hundreds of thousands. Some were gift and were irreplaceable.

“Mrs. Bond, the combination of the location of the safe now!”

I tell them.

The leader tells them,

 

“Ok take her to the other room and tie her more securely and get me something to eat. I am hungry.”

Three of them walk me through the kitchen, grab some dish towels, go into the cloet and find some rope. They grab some food.  Untie my hands and then forcefully pull them behind my back and tie them. Then they blindfold and gag me with dish towels. My hands and feet are bound. I am tied with rope all over my body.

 

Then somebody picks me up and carries me to the couch in the living room. They turn the tv on and start  going through our dvd collection. Now they found something else to steal. And darn it some of these dvd’s belonged to our kids. These bastards were even stealing from my kids.

I could hear them coming from upstairs. They were taking furniture and wheeling it outside while I layed there helpless. They took Brian and Janet’s clothes as well as Harry’s and mine. Thye were bragging about all they got.

“Hey this is nice stuff.”

I hear on eof the guys saying,

“Yeah but that is really nice stuff over there. I thing I need to bang her before we go. She is a beauty. She is a real hot babe and seeing a beautiful woman bound and gagged really excites the hell out of me.”

“Remember why we are here kid. To steala nd get the hell out of here.”

“What’s the rush? We have time. I could use a good fuck. Been awhile. I need my pipes cleaned.”

I just grimaced. ‘No, please God no.”

“What’s the matter gorgeus? You afraid to get laid by a real man? If I don’t fuck you I can kill you. Which do you prefer?”

I think damn!

“Hey doll face. You will love it and I think all of this interaction has you stimulated. You need a release.”

The man speaking was getting ever so close to me. I feel arms going underneath me, mu back and legs, he carries me away which turns out to be my bedroom. I know because he throws me not too gently on the bed.

“You want to get out of this alive don’t you?”

I nod yes.

“Well if you want to get out, you have to put out. It’s party time.”

“Now I am  going to untie you. No funny stuff ok?”

I nod yes.

He unties my my hands and lets me undo the rest.  I reach for the blindfold, he says,

“No, no, no. You can’t see my face. Then I will have to kill you.”

I reach for the gag and pull it   down.

“Ok hon. Now don’t scream or the gag goes back on and this time I will really gag you.

“Please don’t do this.”

“Are you crazy? Don’t do this. Pass up a opportunity with such a hot dame as you? No way.”

“I find some toys you have around the house. I guess you and Mr. Bond like to play around. So just pretend I am Mr. Bond.”

Next thing I know I hear click, click. Handcuffs. Then the dish towel blindfold comes off and is replaced with another blindfold.

 

“Ooooh You look so hot Mrs. Bond. I know you can’t see it, but I am really excited. Here give me your  hand. Feel it?”

He puts my handcuffed hands on his Johnson. It was hard as a rock and very erect. I wasn’t impressed but he was.

“I bet Mr. Bond does not have one like this. It is huge. Too bad you can’t see it. Then he starts kissing me right on the lips. Yuck.

 

Round 4 with Jarod

If you have been following this page, you saw the interaction with Harry’s friend  Jarod and me we had a couple of episodes. One was merely handgagging, the other two were actual bondage.  In none was there  any sex between us. He agreed not to violate me although he did insert a vibrator in me on the last deal which was stretching it a little far, even for me.

So this guy Jarod, to bring you up to speed, is divorced, a friend of Harry’s, loves bondage and needs a partner. I volunteer to be his partner because I KNOW HE IS HARMLESS.  He just likes to tie me up and I love being tied up. The main course is always saved for Harry.

So it’s a Thursday, I am home, no appointments until later.  I was on the internet on twitter and  so was Jarod.  He read some of my tweets and asks me if he can come over.  We tweet back and forth, and we agree on a bondage quickie.

After posting pictures and tweeting with several people, I was in the mood and so was Jarod. Harry wouldn’t be home until hours later. And  let me be clear here, we are talking bondage only, no sex. Nothing like that. I love bondage. But am not a whore.

I made Jarod a cup of tea and we ate a muffin together and just chit chatted. He wanted to get down to the main course.

Jarod wants to do a roleplay where he breaks into my house and ties me up.

“You really like tying me up don’t you Jarod?”

“Only because you agree to it and you look so darn hot.”

He asks me to redress and put on a tight pair of  jeans and a tight top.

“Jarod,  we may be taking this a little too far. Sounds like this can get you too sexually aroused.”

“No worries Cheri. I won’t do anything inappropriate. I promise.”

“I will be completely covered and you will not touch anything, understand?”

“Of course Cheri. You know I am Harold’s friend. I want to see you tied up that is all.”

“You sure about that Jarod? This is the 4th time now. Last time we advanced to a vibrator and I wasn’t ready for that from you. There is only one step beyond the vibrator.”

“No worries Cheri. I have a girlfriend and we have great sex. She just doesn’t like bondage. Thinks it is perverted and I am going to see her later. Doing this to you will excite me.”

“Oh so you are using me to get excited for  your girlfriend?”

“Bondage does get me excited Cheri.”

“You need to introduce her to the ropes. Get her into it. As a female, I can tell you that most females like it.  Some just play hard to get. She is probably just testing you.”

“You think?”

“Yep.”

“So let’s do a roleplay. I’ll be your girlfriend. What is her name?”

“Chelsea.”

“Ok. I am Chelsea. Without getting too routie, show me how you would approach her.”

He walks up to me, grabs me around t he shoulders and is about to kiss me.

“Woah tiger. Nothing sexual. Just pretend.”

“Ok Cheri.”

So he puts his hand over my mouth and then kisses his hand pretending he is kissing me.

I’m trying to give instruction but of course my words are garbled and mumbled.

I pull his hand down.

“Ok now w hat are you going to do next.”

“This is where I get stuck Cheri.”

“Ok, try this, Chelsea. I am madly in love with you and I want to make mad passionate love to you in a special way.”

He is just staring at me with a duh look.

“Ok, so now I pretend to be Chelsea and I say, ‘How honey’

And give you a big smile which I did.

And then I tell him playing him now,

“Chelsea, trust me on this. I have an idea to take us both to new levels. Are you up for it.”

And now pretending to me Chelsea, I say

“I am always up for something new and exciting and to take this to new levels.”

“Now you tell her that you want to surprise her so  you are going to blindfold her. And you do.”

He grabs a dish towel and blindfolds me. I am playing Chelsea.

“Now I need to speak for awhile so don’t gag me yet.” I instruct.

“Now you say, Chelsea, relax, this is going to be fun for both of us. ”

“Now grab another dish towel and tie my hands me being Chelsea.”

“Oh my Jarod. What is this? I told you I don’t like being tied up.”
Chelsea trust me, this is going to be wild. Just let me be the lead ok?”

“I pretend to be hard to get and say, ‘I don’t know about this’

Then I tell him to say, “C’mon Chelsea it’s just the two of us.”

Then I ask him how long he has been dating her. He tells me 2 months.

“C’mon Chelsea. We have been dating for over two months and known each over much longer than that. I am not a serial rapist. You can trust me. This will be fun. I’ve done this with other ladies in the past and they love it. If you get uncomfortable, you just tell me to stop and I will.”

“So now playing Chelsea, I say, well ok.”

“So you now you slip around behind her and tie her hands behind her back. Use the dish towel.”

What I didn’t know was that Jarod brought a spool of rope with him. And since I was blindfolded I couldn’t see. He proceed to tie up securely around my breast, over the shoulders, down my back and all around.

“Hey cowboy, I didn’t ask for this.” I say out of roleplay.

He ties me securely, says “I know. I did.”  and I can tell, even though I can’t see him that he is getting excited.”

“If you can do this to me, why so much trouble doing it with Chelsea?”

“Oh Cheri, how I wish this were Chelsea or I was Harry.”

“Now, now. Behave yourself.  Now grab another dishtowel and tie my feet. Pretending I am  Chelsea.”

He does.

“While doing that say, this is to be sure you don’t runaway on me. And laugh when you say and kiss her on the cheek.”

He does and kisses me on the cheek.

“Now grab another dish towel, pick her up and carry her to the bedroom. Tell her. ‘I love seeing you like this. I love you so much. You are all mine. We are going to have a blast.”

Then I tell him to say,

“See, this isn’t so bad is it?”

Pretending to be Chelsea and trying to give Jarod some confidence, I say.

“This is a little weird. I can’t see where we are or what you are going to do to me.”

I tell him to say,

“Honey, we are in my bedroom. The blindfold’s intent is to keep you in suspence. How do you feel?” And I have him say it.

He carries me to my bedroom and says it. I am actually getting turned on myself. I was wishing this was Harry.

“Now lie me gently on the bed Jarod.”

He does.

Going into roleplay, I say.

“Oh wow this is different. I feel so helpless. Hands and feet tied. Can’t move. You can have your way with me, Nothing I can do to stop you. I am all yours Jarod.”

Jarod interjects,

“You think she would say that?”

“Sure she would! I’m a female I should know. You are not Joe Geek or a serial rapist. You’re her BF.”

I ask Jarod,

“Did you bring that other dish towel?”

He says, “YES.”

“Ok. Now the part I know you are waiting for. You tell Chelsea that there is one more thing you need to do to really juice this up and you pause and what for her reaction.”

“She will say, ‘What’s that’ ”

“And now you put the dish towel over her mouth and tie it around her head.”

“If she gets nervous, you tell  her, honey, if t his gets two extreme just snap your fingers. The gag is intended to help us both get off much better than ever before.”

“What if she starts snapping prematurely and I haven’t even started yet?”

“Just kiss her on the cheek and gag kiss her. If this is her first time. She will love it Tell her to relax and enjoy it.”

“Cheri, can I  gag you now.”

“Hold on cowboy.”

“If she is as anti-bondage as you say, she may be wiggling and squirming, snapping her fingers, and wanting you to untie her right away. You have to reinforce her that this is safe and it’s party time. Once again, you are boyfriend and girlfriend, not a kidnapping or rape victim.”

“Enough talking Cheri. I can’t wait anymore.” He gags me with the dish towel.

I mumble,

“That is how you should be with Chelsea.” Of course he can’t understand a word I say.

Jarod tells me that he loves it when I make those mmppphh sounds.

So I humor him with another mmmmpphhh sound.

And I am snapping my fingers. I need to instruct a little more and need my mouth ungagged.

Next thing I hear the sounds of snap, snap.  IT sounded like and apparently was his cell phone camera. He was taking pictures of me tied up and gagged.

“I want to show these to Chelsea. This way when I tell her that I have done this to other girls before, I can use these pictures. You can tell that they are not from the internet and are personal.”

“Ok Cheri. I have to run. You can untie yourself right?”

Me. “MMMMMMPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” (NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO)  He says, “OK, I’ll take that as a yes. Thanks for your help Cheri. Chelsea is waiting. I’ll let you know how it turns out.”

“MMMMPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” (Don’t leave me like this)

I hear the  door close and Jarod gets into his car and leaves. Oh well. What do I do now for 4-5 hours until Harry gets home????

 

 

 

 

Cheri’s Bondage Day By Cheri Bond

An unknown female grabs me and tells me to walk outside, in the alley.

One of my male business associates walks in and tries to intercede. Another woman grabs him and slaps a hard HOM on him and then brags with a  big smile

The man remained motionless. It was like the HOM  by this pretty villioness had a hypnotic affect on him. So much for help from him!!!!!!!!

Another female employee came in, saw what was going on but was quickly overpowered, bound and tape gagged. She was found later, but alas too late. I already had been kidnapped.

Cindy came in. Bad timing! She was also quickly overpowered, tied and gagged.

The evil ones went out through the main entrance and ran smack into Amy, our secretary. Poor Amy, wrong time, wrong place.

I try to object to what they are doing to my friends and work associates. One of the guy villians clamps his hand over my mouth and tells me to shut up.

Lisa from customer service found herself in the wrong place. Now my captors were being cruel. Where on earth  did they find or create this sort of   equipment. The collar around Lisa’s neck was so tight that she could barely murmur a word. She sounded like Donald Duck. It was almost funny. But also so cruel. Poor Lisa.

 

 

Marcy happens by, sees what is going on but does not notice the man behind the door. Too late.  The scarf around her neck comes in handy for a nice gag, much to the chagrin of Marcy. She didn’t wear it for that reason.

Stephanie comes by and is ready to let out a scream.  Too late. One of the bad guys was right behind her and too close. Too crafty.

One of the cuter guys grabs Amanda, handgags her and then starts making out with her. Before tying and gagging her. Poor Amanda.

From a wet kiss from a hunky guy to bound and tape gagged. Amanda was having a bad day too. And I had to watch all of this. These guys were pros and so smooth.

I begged them to stop. Have seen enough of my friends being treated like cattle. One of my abductors fiercely pushed me to the wall and very unpolitely told me to shut the hell up while hand gagging me while wearing a leather glove. Mmmphhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

“Enough of your mouth!”  The rude man says wrapping stuffing a hankerchief into my mouth layer after layer of smelly duct tape over my precious and beautiful mouth. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmphhhhhhhhhhh” I was hating this.

“There should shut you up!”

Then he picks me up and carries me out through the service elevator which leads to the basement.

This was a very bad day for me and my work associates. or was it just a dream??? A dream come true. I love being tied.

 

 

Cooking and cleaning while tied up By Cheri Bond

When I first came on the internet back in 2004, I enjoyed telling my many bondage stories and adventures. Most involved handgagging in the movie theatres. Others were innocent, playful bondage events from college days. Some were being tied by by two children. Most people enjoyed those stories which were all true by the way, but some people doubted them.

One that went off the wall was when I told a story how I was tied up while cooking and then tied and gagged while running the vacuum cleaner. People thought this was to much. I had gone too far. This never happens. Right? WRONG! It does in my house. And what is really funny is when company comes over, they see my hands tied in front, I am OTM gagged and then they ask me what is going on. Like I can answer them! C’mon!!!! But it is funny.

In fact, when Harold and I first got married, his family thought there was something wrong with me. They would come over see me cooking and then noticed that my hands were bound.  The expressions on their faces was priceless.

The fact is I love bondage. It is clean, healthy and FUN. As long as it is only bondage unless of course you are with that special person. Then you can use it as foreplay which Harold and I did and still do.  Bondage is like sex. When done between two adult, mature, consenting people it can be and is a lot of fun.

Done irrationally or to rape, kidnap, harass, humiliate or endanger someone is perverse and wrong.

I have mentioned many times that my minister engages in bondage with his wife of course. He doesn’t go throughout the parish or around town and tie women up.  Bondage is once again, HEALTHY, CLEAN AND FUN.  As long as it is consentual and done between consenting, mature, responsible adults.

And for me, when I am tied up, my cleaning and other domestic duties seem to get done much quicker. Even better is what Harold shows me once I am done. Great reward and well worth it.  And remember, we are married. Nothing wrong with what we do.  That is also, healthy, clean and a lot of FUN!

Add some spice to your relationships. Let that significant other tie you up and then let you cook and clean and do other things. You’ll be glad you did.

 

Home Break In By Cheri Bond

This was one of those events that happened to me post college and pre marriage. I was home alone living in a nice apartment. Just came home from work and looking forward to relaxing.

Went to my bedroom, took my shoes off. Changed into comfortable clothes. Then headed to the kitched for a drink. I poured myself a glass of lemonaide, turned  around and ran smack into him.

He quickly put his hand over my mouth.

“Don’t scream! Not a word understand?”

I nodded yes.

“Now I am not going to hurt you, unless you make me. Do as I say and you will be all right.”

I nodded once again.

“I am going to take my hand off your mouth. Promise me you will not scream or call for help.”

I nodded once more. What else could I DO?? I was scared to death.

He removed his hand and turned me around.

“Now hands behind your back.” He ordered.

“Oh no. You don’t have to tie me up. I’ll be all…..mmppppppph.”

He quickly put his hand back over my mouth.

“You don’t seem to  understand sister. I am in control here. You must do as I say. Exactly. Understand?”

“Mmppppppppppppppppph” while nodding yes.

He removed his hand and I put my hands behind my back.  Soon my wrists were encased in tight zip ties. It was tight and very uncomfortable.

Now sit down on t he chair. I do

He gets more zip ties and restrains my ankles.

“TELL ME. Is anyone else here?”

“No I live alone. Just me and you for now.”

“What do you mean for now?”

“My boyfriend is on his way and will be here shortly. He is taking me to the movies and dinner later tonight.”

“That is too bad for the both of you. If he comes in, it won’t be pretty.”

“No. Don’t hurt him and don’t hurt me. What do you want anyway?”

He puts his hand over my mouth once  more.

“You talk a lot and ask way too many questions. But you sure are pretty.”

“mmmmpppppppppphhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

“You sound sexy too with my hand over your mouth. Maybe I’ll keep you this way for awhile. Why do you dames always insist on trying to talk when a man has his hand over your mouth?”

I just shrugged and mumbled that it was a normal reaction which came out….mmmmphhhh

He just smiled at me.

“In case you haven’t figured it out, I am a burgular. I go from house to house in different neighborhoods. I prey on the defenseless, people like you. I cased this neighborhood for weeks and you were the best prospect. Congratulations!”

I mumbled you SOB….mpppppppppppph

“Ok so once again, I am  going to remove my hand. But you must be  quiet or at least talk respectfully to me. Otherwise I am going to have to gag you.”

“OMG! Gag me. No. Please.”

“Ok then just behave and be a good girl.”

“You are very pretty. I bet your boyfriend has a lot of fun with you doesn’t he?”

“That’s none of your business you moron.”

He handgags me again.

“Unt, unt uh. I said talk nice.”

I sigh through my nose in frustration. This guy is really pissing me off and the zip ties are cutting into my wrists.

He takes his hand away. He is playing with me.

“So tell me, where do you work?”

“Why do you want to know?”

He raised his hand and was about to handgag me again but I jumped in first,

“I was asking you nicely!”

“Ok. Fair question. While we are alone, I thought I would make some conversation that is all. I don’t want to hurt you. Fair enough?”

“OK. I work for Wiltell.”

“Who are they?”

“A telephone company. I am a business associate there.”

“Does it pay well?” He asks then as he looks around  my home he answers his own question.

“It must. You have some nice stuff here. Grandfather clocks. Nice dishes. Beautful kitchen set. Nice couch and chairs. Beautiful curtains. Omg curtains. I better close them.”

He goes and close the curtains and checks the back door to my apartment making sure the latch is on.”

“May I ask you a question without your having to put your hand over my mouth and silence me?”

He laughed and said,

“Hey, I like  you already. You are my favorite burgulary victim.”

“Oh wow. I am flattered!”

“So what is your question brown eyes?

“How did you get in here?”

“I snuck in through the back window. You left it unlocked. Tosh, tosh. Big mistake.”

“I’ll have to remember to lock that from now on.”

“Yeah, it may help you in the future. But if it makes  you feel any better, I still could have broken in. I am good at this you know.”

“Yeah I can tell.”

I strain against the zip ties. No way. They are tight and the more I strain the more it hurts.

“Save yourself honey. Those zip ties are tight. You won’t get loose. All you’ll do is hurt yourself and if you did get loose I would just have to tie you up again. It’s a losing battle for you.”

“Oh,  you’re all heart. Why do you do this to us females?”

“For the adventure. It is fun. It is a huge turn on breaking in, tying up pretty woman and it is very profitable.”

“Every think about getting a real job and working for aliving like everyone else?”

“Now, now. You are getting nasty with me.”

About that time the door bell rang. It was Brad, my date.
“Cheri? Cheri? Open up. It’s Brad. C’mon we’re going to be late.”

I looked over at the burgular. He was watching me with his hand cocked ready to HOM me. I was too scared to scream or even talk.  If Brad came in, what this guy do to him? How did I know he wasn’t packing a weapon, a gun or a knife or what else?

Then I got the courage and was about to call out when the burgular handgagged me once more stifling my sounds even before I could start.

Brad went around the apartment. We could see his shadow outside the window behind the curtains but he couldn’t see in. He rapped on the window. Then he went to the bedroom window. Aha. Perhaps I left that window open and Brad could sneak in.

The burgular whispered in my ears probably reading my mind.

“I went into every room and all windows are locked!”

DAMN HIM!

Brad stayed for about 10-15 mins knocking on the door and the windows.  Finally in frustration he left.

A tear ran down my face. I thought darn. What is this burgular   going to do to me?

The burgular was wondering what to do. He pulled out a hankerchief and stuffed that into my mouth and then roll of duct tape and began wrapping that all around my head and mouth.

Ughhhhhhhhhh. It was awful. I could smell the scent of duct tape going up my nostrils and taste the flavor of tape in my mouth. Plus that cloth was gagging me literally.

‘Well that should keep you quiet in case wonder boy comes back. Meanwhile I’ll have a look around and see what valuables you have that I can take.”

Oh what a shyster. Taking my stuff.

He had a bag ready and goes around first in my bedroom. I could hear him dropping thngs rooting through my drawers. I am sure he found my rings, jewelry and diamond necklaces PLUS expensive clothes and shoes. My gown and so much more.

He did. He came out with a big smile and was bragging on all of the goodies  he found.

I tried to speak and tell him that was my mothers and even some of it my grand mothers. It was priceless. Of course all that came out were mumbled, garbled sounds. And I DOUBT if it would have made any difference anyway.

Then he went into my tv room. He liked my tv and vcr. (This was 1990s) My stereo system. Plus expensive dining set.

‘WOW! You have some nice stuff here. I can take a couple of months off after this.”

If I were loose and had a gun, I would have shot him for sure.

Then he went into my fridge and was looking for something to eat.

“Hey fully stocked. I like that and I am hungry. May as well make something to eat. Have to wait until dark before I can move all this stuff to the van.”

I think again, you SOB!

Pretty soon the phone rings. It is Brad. He leaves message. “Cheri, where the heck are you. I was just at your place. I knocked on the doors. Knocked on the windows. Curtains were pulled shut. If you had other plans, why didn’t you tell me? I don’t like being stood up. Well, I guess you are tied up tonight. I am upset but not mad. Will talk with you tomorrow. If you get this message before 11pm, call me. Brad.”

Well Brad was right. I was tied up. Not how he thought though. And I FIGURED jeesh. I was looking forward to a good time. Not this.

I watched my burgular as he prepared his meal. It smelled good. He was cooking steak, broccoli and potatoes. While my mouth was tape shut, my nostrils were wide open.

“Hey babes, you hungry?”

I nodded yes and I was.

“Ok. I will let you eat. I know you can’t eat with a gag over your mouth so first I eat, then I remove the gag and you eat. Any tricks, and the gag goes back on and you don’t eat. Understood?”

What A SOB! He was eating my food and dictating to me.

I nodded yes.

“Good girl!”

He then ate his meal, washed down with a colt 45. (Yeah I drink that stuff. My dad and older brother liked it. I started drinking it too and like the malt taste)

Once done, he comes over to me with a plate that was for me.

“Ok babes. I am going to remove your  gag. But behave. Ok?”

I Nodded and hated hearing him call me babes.

Then he put the plate down on a table right in front of me after  ungagging me.

“Well, uhhhh. How do you expect me to eat with my hands tied.?”

“Say please babes and I’ll take care of it.”

“Will you stop calling me babes. I don’t like that.”

“You wanna eat?”

“Of course!”

“Then behave or the gag goes back on.”

“Ok PLEASE! Please let me eat. Untie my hands so I can eat. Please!”

I said it arrogantly.

“Ok babes. I’ll meet you halfway. You can eat, but I will not untie your hands. I’ll feed you.”

“WHAT??”

“You want to eat. Then it’s my way.”

So I said ok and he fed me like I was a child. He even played little games like here comes the airplane. I thought what a jerk. But the food was  good and I devoured it. He also put a frozen mug of colt 45 up to my lips and let me drink it. It was good.

“See babes, I’m not such a bad guy am I?”

“Oh yeah. You are a real Prince Charming. You…”

“Now, now. Be nice or.”

“I know, the gag  goes back on right.”

“Right you are babes.”

I finished eating and downed the mug of colt 45. Tasted good. But I was a little tired of being tied up. Was tied for hours. SO I asked him to untie me.

“Sorry, no can do babes. I will be leaving soon anyway. Once I pack this stuff up. It is dark enough. I can take this stuff out the back door, put it in my van and be on my way.”

“But what about me. You can’t leave m like this?”

“Why not? Somebody will come by. Brad will come by tomorrow or your friends from work when you don’t show. You will be all right.”

“This is inhuman. I can’t stay this way.”

“You have no say in this babes and speaking of which, time to regag you.”

“Hmmm. I just got an idea. Since you are afraid of being home alone tied up and gagged. How about if I take you with me?”

I nod no, no, no and mumble same into my gag.

‘Yeah. What an idea.  I have all of this great stuff. Why not take the most precious of it all. —-YOU!!!!

The he jokingly tell me that he has to load all of this stuff in his van and tells me not to go anywhere.  Yeah cute.

He works for what I guess was an hour or so. Finally done, comes over to me picks me up and flips me on his shoulder.

“Ok. Last item to be packed away.”

He went through the sliding glass door, careful looked around to be make sure there were no people around and carried me down the grass to where his van was. He sat me down on the ground and told me not to worry.

I mumbled “Why are you stopping here?”

He must have understood me. He said he was tired. Long day. Lots of work loading all of my valuables in to his van and even though I was not that heavy, after all that, he was spent. Some guy.

So he picks me up again and take me to the van. Puts me inside. Nice and easy. While there. I look around and all of my prized possessions about to be stolen right from under my nose and nothing I could do about it.

My Story: By Cheri (Cheriline) Bond

This will serve as a introduction to those who don’t know me that well or have just met me. My real name is Cheri Bond. Cheri is my birth name. Bond is my married name. Just for the record there are many other Cheri Bonds out there. Over the last 13 years, many have tried to locate me and have even reached out to and actually contacted the other Cheri Bonds on facebook and twitter. I do maintain confidentiality on certain matters. And I strongly suggest that other females follow the same protocol.

I am married, and a mother of two. I am a Christian woman, businesswoman and into politics. For a very long time, to long I supported the democrats. I was a huge Obama supporter and also supported Hillary until mid 2016. Then I was willing to be corrected.

Regarding politics,  as Americans we are all on the same side and want to MAGA. As a mother I am concerned about the welfare of my two children and potential future grandchildren. It is vitally important that we support the right candidates. People who will work for Americans.  Hence,  in mid 2016 I made the switch over to the republican candidate and haven’t looked back.

I would like to see more unity among Americans and less childish tactics. What the left, the establishment and the MSM is doing right now is not helping. They only want to help themselves. We may be on different political sides, that does not mean we cannot co-exist. Their are liars and ignorant people on both political sides, that does not mean we should emulate them.

That said, many of you will find me on facebook and twitter making political rants or business rants or sharing or tweeting religious things and may friend me there and then horror of all horrors, you will also see that I am into a controversial lifestyle called BONDAGE!

When people from the other fields see posts and pictures referencing bondage,  they wonder if I am the same person. Some question my morality. How can I be religious and into bondage at the same time?

The same way you can be religious, be normal in every other way and still engage in sex with your partner. If  you engage in this with your special partner, it is clean and healthy. So is bondage.

Since 2004, I have been trying to bring respectability to this sub culture called Bondage. I created several dreambooks and even created my own term —–PLAYFUL-CONSENTUAL BONDAGE.  Because it is PLAYFUL, it is FUN and it always must be CONSENTUAL.

I never support UNCONSENTUAL or FORCED KIDNAPPINGS. HARASSING or HUMULIATING anyone. Holding anyone against their will. Torture or inflicting harm in any way.

Interestingly enough, many of the people I come into contact with in business, politics and even religion are into bondage to some degree and like me t hey feel that it is clean and healthy.

I started in bondage at the tender age of 11. Before you jump to conclusions, it was a childish game with my 11 year old female friend which occurred on a sleepover. We were outside in sleeping bags when she asked me if she could tie me up. I figured what the heck, I have seen pretty girls tied up on TV and in movies and figured it would be interesting. So she tied and gagged me and zipped me in the sleeping bag. I stayed that way all night.

As I LAYED there, I began to get a little scared.

* What if a burgular came around?

*What if a pediphile came around? (Back then we called them child molestors)

*What if an animal came around? We lived near Lake Michigan, you never know.

My emotions ran from being scared to the excitement of being totally helpless. I tried to communicate with my friend. The gag worked too well. I tried to get free. I was tight and being in a sleeping bag magnified the bondage.

It was weird. I was exhilarated and scared at the same time. Eventually I fell asleep and when I woke up. She removed my gag and was about to untie me when I started screaming at her.

“Are you crazy? This was insane! Are you…..mmmmppph.”

She put her hand over my mouth and then regagged me. Then slowly undid the bondage explaining to me that we were safe, her parents were not far away, that her brother did this to her all the time etc. etc.

I had also seen much bondage on TV and in Movies. Seemed like there was always a pretty lady bound and gagged. I started to think it was fashionable for a pretty woman or girl to be tied up and gagged. So I got hooked on it.

My neighbors brother tied us both later that day. My brother tied me up a couple of times as most bigger brothers do to their younger sisters. It was in college that my bondage affairs really picked up steam. You probably read the story about the UPS Man. It is a true story. The only variable not revealed before was t hat it was not totally a surprise to me and I was a completely willing subject. I loved it.  I quickly became the college bondage girl and loved. And after college as well.

Then after college, as a single girl, there was the “Tied Up By The Maintenance Man” and many other encounters. I was hooked. It was always clean and consentual.  Which is how it should be. I am also a huge fan of HOMs (HandOverTheMouth) or handgagging.

Anyway that is my story. Hope it explains my multiple interests.

Cheri’s Bad Day PT 3 – By Cheri Bond

 

The chloro wears off, I am awake but now I am chained between two columns in a dark place. My arms outstretched overhead. And my clothes removed down to my bra and panties.  I am hazey. Dizzy. Everything seems foggy. Looks like a dungeon that I am in. Was it just the chloro or did this A** drug me also?

I feel a pinching feeling in my breasts. He installed nipple clamps on me….again. Ouch. This hurts. He also has a vibrator on at slow speed, just enough to tease, not enough to get me to release. Driving me crazy.

At least he removed the blindfold. But it didn’t help much. Where the heck am I? Did I die and go to hell??

I am looking around when suddenly I hear footsteps behind me. It’s him. He quickly puts his hand over my mouth.

“Hello you B’tch. Did you have a nice trip? Enjoy your ride? It will be nothing like the ride ou are about to go on.”

 

“Ive read your stories Cheri. I know you like handgags so thought I would make you feel at home. How is my handgag? Good enough? Better than Harolds?”

 

Mmmmpppppppppppppppppppppph

“Oh w hat’s the matter Cheri you B’tch? Can’t talk with a Mans hand over your mouth? But hey you like this stuff. You never thought it would be reversed did you. GOT YA!”

He releases his handgag.

“What do you want with me?”

Then all of a sudden I feel a crack on my butt. WHACK!

“Right on you lovely A**. How does that feel Cheri?”

“It stings.”

“No kidding. Now you know how I felt.”

“Is that the best that you can do you little pussy wimp?”

WHAT!!!!!!!! WHACK again

I jilted forward.

“Bring it on loser. You are a loser. A wimp. Can’t even hit a chained woman. What a loser! Are you afraid of me, even while I am chained???”

“Had enough of your mouth B’tch.”

He then OTM gags me

 

Mmmmphhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh (Damn!!!!!)

He turns the vibrator on up higher and adds more weights to the nipple clamps.

“There that is more like it. Now I can torture you without hearing you big mouth.”

I giggle into my gag and let him know I am enjoying it. I smile with my eyes. This pisses him off even more.

So then he grabs a butt plug and shoves it deep.

“There. Smile about that you B’tch!”

I do and this makes him madder.

I start talking into my gag just rambling on and on. He smiles. Seems t like to hear me talk in gagtalk.  Then he says;

‘What the hell are you talking about B’tch?”

I continue……

mmmmsppsdhskdhisodapsoewrweriewiorosdisadiooiureiosafdsdsoewpornksadsda

“WTF are you talking about?”

mmmffffmpspsdlhjsdommfffmphhssk,sdsdsdhsdsakldhsdmppphs

While smiling with my eyes.

“You like this torture B’tch??”

I nod yes

“Now B’tch you and I are going to come to an agreement.”

I nod no and mumble in gagtalk mmmmewewewsdmmmeeewsmppphsmwwweees

“Just testing you. You seem to like this. Do you like being treated like this.”

mmmmmeewmmmmmppphhmmmeeeewmppphhssssmpppph

“Ok. I’m going to take your gag off. But when I do you better talk nice to me OR I’ll REGAG YOU and this time it   won’t be pretty.”

I tilt my head and mumble, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

“You better take me serious you B’tch.”

He removes the gag.

“So you are ok with this?”

“What you mean being kidnapped, whipped and treated like an animal?”

“Hey Cheri, you did it to me.”

“You asked for punishment. You wanted me to save your job. Now I don’t know.”

“You mean you don’t know if you will be going back to a job yourself. I could keep you here forever.”

“You can’t do that. I have a family. I am the boss over there. People will be looking for me. Those people will get loose and tell what happened.”

“No Cheri. When leaving, I put a sign up out front. Closed for vacation. Be back in 2 weeks. Nobody is coming to your business. I also re-recorded all messages coming into your phone system with the same message.  Those people will never get loose. That is something else you need to think about Cheri. In time, they will die. You want that on you.”

“You animal! How could you do that and think like that?”

“Easy Cheri, you B’tch. It hasn’t been that long.  BUT….if we come to an agreement and soon, they will be all right. You will be all right. You can go backto work and our family.  With one difference. I will be your male B’tch and you will be my female B’tch. We can meet here or at a hotel. Or change off and one.”

“You’re insane!”

“I am your superior. You need punishment. You wanted another chance. I was giving you that.”

“You’re my superior Cheri? Who is in charge now? You don’t look like a superior. It looks like I am your superior only because I am.”

“I can have you fired for this. Plus arrested too. This is kidnapping. Illegal. Youa re in a heap of trouble. And…”

“No Cheri. Nobody is coming to the rescue. I make the rules. Nobody will find you here. So I decide what happens. You can stay here and be my slave forever, never see your family and the outside world ever again, or comply, we got back to the way things were with a few changes.”

“What changes?”

“Like I said, we become each others B’tches. We have fun. We enjoy my BDSM dungeon. We play, make love, tie each other up and have sex.”

“You’re crazy!”

“You’re not in a position to make decisions and I am tired of your mouth.” he says as he reaches around my neck for the gag.”

“No wait. Let me talk. Been gagged enough already.”

“Ok.”

“We can work something out. This is not what I  had planned, but it will work. It’s doable.”

“I know it’s doable. I’ve been on the internet. Seen your facebook and twitter pages. I know you have role plays and fantasies and this is one of your fantasies.”

“Not quite to this level.”

“And those were fantasies on the internet. Not real like this you dope.”

He reaches for the gag again.

“Ok. Ok. I’ll be nice. We need to talk.”

“Watch your words carefully Cheri. Be very careful.”

“Listen Danny. We all do things in fantasy that we would never do in real life.  It’s a way to release without actually getting into trouble.”

“Cheri, you have no idea how those role plays turned me on. I’ve been waiting to do t his to you for a very long time.”

“Danny, listen to me. You are infatuated. This isn’t real. I know I called you names. You are a nice guy. This is kidnapping and serious. I didn’t consent to this. You kidnapped me plus RETRAINED MY whole staff. That is unlawful restraint.”

“We can stop this right now. I go back to my company. Get those poor souls untied. I’ll come up with some explanation and we can move on.”

“No you wouldn’t Cheri. As soon as you got loose, you would run to the police. You would also fire me from my job at your company. I like that place.”

“No I won’t fire you Danny. Listen to me. We can work together. I will personally work with you and help you and we can still “play around” like this as you say.”

“Yeah right! I don’t believe you Cheri. You are a B’TCH. Only saying that to get free.”

“No Danny. I will. I know you did this once and if I don’t work with you, you can do it again. I will constantly be watching my back from work, from t he hair salon, the gym, shopping even church.”

“Yeah Cheri. You are right there and I might also come after your kids.  Brian and Janet. You know, Janet is pretty cute. I bet she would be fun to kidnap.”

“No Danny you SOB. My family is off limits. We can work it out. But you never t ouch my family.”

“Easy Cheri. Just wanted you to know the repercusions if you cross me.”

The vibrator is still running and has me dancing from side to side.

He smiles

“Here is the deal Cheri. We meet like this once or twice a week. You promote me at work to a manager. My salary gets doubled. You never tell anyone about this. I leave your family alone as long as you keep your side of the agreement.”

I put my head down and sigh. I really don’t want to do this.

“Cheri, waiting for your answer.”

“Freedom or you be my B’tch forever and those people who work for you will no doubt die in a couple of days from dehydration and starvation. Oh, by the way, I turned the heat up before I left and I have a set of poisin gas pellets ready to discharge in 48 hours.”

“Some choice you gave me. Danny, I never figured you out to be so evil.”

“Evil. And horny. You are one great looking chic. Your roleplays got me excited. I wanted this for a very long time.”

‘What not just find someone to do this with. Like a regular person.”

“I’ve tried Cheri. Nobody is like you are. They are, just lame and vanilla. I love what you do.”

“Danny, need I remind you that was in internet roleplays. Not real life.”

“Bullsh’t. If you can fantasize it. You can do it for real also.”

“But Danny, all of those people saw us leaving the building. They saw you. How are you going to cover that up.”

“That drug I used had them in a stupor. Everything was hazy for them just as it was for you when you first woke up here. Plus I had a mask on. They saw you, bound and gagged. Never knew it was me. ”

“Here is what we   do. We go back. We tie each other up. We hobble to the main floor and miraculously untie ourselves and the others. They will see us tied and figure we were both knocked out too.”

“Hmmm.Interesting.”

“But. I have to know I can trust you.”

“You can.”

“I’ll make sure of that.”

He then sets up a video camera and is video taping me chained. He puts a mask on and rips off my bra and panties. He removes the nipple clamps and begins passionately  licking my busts. Anytime I try to say his name or tell him to stop, he covers my mouth with his hand or kissed me.

He tells me to play the role. Act passionately or the deal is off. Smile laugh and act like I was with Harry. Play the role or all of my people will die and he will go after my family.

So I played along with the  video.

He then took his Johnson out and exposed this on the video and came towards me. With his back to the camera he told me to act insanely excited, smile and enjoy it.

So for the sake of my people, I did. But I hated it. All of this was on video.

He then put the gag back on and started making love to me. He wanted to be sure I didn’t say anything that would be recorded on video.

I mumble “Don’t do this.”

“But I am my dear.”

“I hope you are using a condom.” in gagtalk.

‘Did you say condom? Of course I am. Don’t want to catch anything from you either you B’tch.”

MMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

He walks over to the video machine and  before clicking it off demands that I SMILE with my eyes. I do.

“Great Cheri. Now I have all of this on video. If you ever think of going to the police or renigging on our offer, this is sent to Harry. PLUS I will show it all over the office on the main feed. And put it on our community TV station.  Your career will be over.”

“You’re sick!”

“No I am good.”

“And by the way Cheri, you are pretty good too. Give good head.”

“You bastard!”

Tell me you didn’t enjoy it Cheri.”

‘Well sex is always good even with a pig like you.”

“Ok Cheri. Enough. He grabs a rag and a bootle. Pours something into the rag and slowly walks towards me with a very sinister look. I know what he is up to. Chloro. Going to knock me out again. Which was the case.

He puts t he rag over my nose and mouth with one hand while holding my head behind my neck with his other hand. Pulling me head forward while pushing the chloro with the other.

“Breathe in Cheri. Breathe. Don’t fight it.

My eyes get heavy. Soon I AM OUT.

When I wake up I am on a bed like this.

 

 

He then tells me, “Well you are awake. Great. We’re going to have some more fun and then we will go back to the company and release your friends. But for now, you have to put out if you ant to get out.

 

 

 

 

Cheri’s Bad Day, Part 2 – By Cheri Bond

Most people know me as typically the SUB and I am primarily a SUB. I love being tied up, bound gagged and safely harrrassed and teased. However, there is also another side of me. A side of me that sometimes is a DOM. A gal that takes charge and loves to unload on men.

This story is fictional. I am capable of this and in fact have been a DOM on many a occasion. I do prefer being the helpless DID-SUB.

Anyway, on to part two.

Danny stands up. I can tell he is hot and bothered. And that was my goal. Mission accomplished. He was too passive so this wasn’t really so much punishment per se as it was to help him break out of his shell. And as you are about to see, I did just that and then some.

When Danny stood up I added a special device that acts like a BJ from a woman and arouses men. Then I re-inserted the prostate device into his butt. He was going wild!

He collapsed so I quickly put a chair underneath him to give him a safe, soft landing. He responded with -OUCH!!! That prostate device apparently went deeper up his butt. I giggled.He didn’t like that.

He stands up and pushes backwards.

I order him to sit  down and listen to me. He shoves me.

“Hey, I’m in charge here. Not you.”

He responds by shoving me against the wall.

“Woooooo. Did I arouse little Danny? Getting aggressive now. Great I like that. I will make a salesman and a real man out of you yet, you wimp.”

“Stop F’in calling me a wimp you b’tch!”

“Oooooo. I am so scared. Maybe you  forgot, you are in chains, not me and I am your manager. And if you disobey me, you’ll be FIRED!”

“You will be my b’tch manager. You b’tch.” And with that he knees me in my mound.

Uuuumppppph. Knocks the wind out of me.

“What are you doing? You crazy?”

Yeah Miss Cheri. I am. You have driven me crazy.” He says as he pulls the BJ device and the prostate device out of his rectum and throws it on the floor.

“Now you are going to pay.”

“Watch your language pervert. You little wimp. Need I remind you that you are chained?”

He stands on the chair which gives him more ease with the chains. Reaches into his underwear and pulls out a pin. With the pin he jimmies the lock on the chains, He is getting loose!

I start to move toward him to stop him but he pushes me away. I go crashing to the floor.

His other arms is loose. He comes towards me and slaps me across the face.

Then he starts to rip my clothes off.

“Wow, don’t tell me the little wimp is getting some testerone.  I unleashed the man in you OR at least part of it.So  now you are part man, part wimp.”

He grabbed a rope and wrapped up and around like a chastity belt and t hen he quickly got behind me putting his hand over my mouth.

“Shut up Cheri. Shut the F up. I am so sick and tired of hearing your garbage. Now it is my turn to have some fun. And you won’t believe what fun I have in store for you.”

He releases my mouth and quickly tied my hands behind my back.

And put me into a tight hogtie and then tape my mouth. Damn. I hate tape gags

And I hate hogties too.

Now you stay here I have some work to do. Don’t go anywhere.

Yeah where am I going to go tied like this. And where was he going?

Sometime later he returns, he rips my top off and then puts some nipple clamps that he found in my closet on me. And adds some weights. OUCH. Or in my case, mmmmppphhh

He removes the tape gag and begins to tease me, but before he does, I  get some licks in.

“Wow. You are starting to act like a man but what does manhood have to do with you, wimp?

“I’ve had enough of your mouth Cheri. Time to shut you up for awhile.”

I start mmmppping like crazy and motion with my eyes to remove the gag.

‘WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!” He shouts as he rips the tape off practicllly taking my lips off with it.

“You’re getting guts. I like that even if you do get fired   for insubordination.”

He is ready to reapply the tape gag.

“WAIT. Let me speak.

“Did you forget the company policies about sexual harassment? Or that you asked me to punish you? And hey I brought the beast out of you. Proud of you Danny. You are acting like a man. But you have taken it a bit too far.

He puts the tape back on over my mouth. Yuck. Mmmmpphhhhhhhh

‘Now shut up B’TCH!”

“I bet you never thought this could happen to you eh Cheri. Yeah Cheri. Not Mrs. Bond but Cheri. How does it feel Cheri. That I am in control? How do you like t hat Cheri?”

He was starting to scare me.

‘Enjoy b’ch you are going on a trip.”

“Trip? What trip OR mmmppppph” in gagtalk

I mmmmphhh “let me go. I order you to let me go.”

He gets two  vibrators and inserts one in my front and one in my rectum. I shake all over.

He pulls the front vibrator out for a split second and then puts his fingers inside me. I quirm And just as I am about to release…HE STOPS!

“How does it feel B’tch? Driving you crazy?”

OMG. I created a monster. I went too far with this one.

And yes it was driving me crazy

‘So you want me to let you go eh B’tch. Ok hold on.”

He steps out of the room and comes back with a 2 wheeler cart.It has several straps on it.

I look on with a WTF look is that for??

He gets dressed. Picks me up and straps me to the 2 wheeler.

I mmmpphhh. “WHERE ARE WE GOING? WHAT’S GOING ON.?

“You will find out soon. B’tch” He says.

“Stop calling me B’tch. You’ll be fired!” Mmmpphhhhhhhhhhh

He pushed me out of my office and closes the door. I feel like a package ready and wrapped for delivery. My biggest surprise was yet to come.

He opens my office door and wheels me out. I thought perhaps her forgot about the security guard, the sales people, secretaries and other office personel. As I was being wheeled out I could see why he wasn’t concerned about them. What a shock!

 

First we went past the nurses office We had two nurses in there. This how they looked as I saw them.

Well obviously they would be no help and now I know where Danny went when he left me hogtied and gagged in my office.

‘What are you doing? What is going on? What has  gotten into you? I mmmpphed.

That rewarded me with more tape over my mouth.

‘Shut up B’tch. You talk too much.”

We rolled past the sales floor. I was in for another shock.

Three of my top sales people were bound and gagged on a couch. Meanhwhile I was  told to look out of the  window into the office  garage and I could see Paula inside the trunk of a car.  Bound and gagged prepared to go somewhere.

Mmmpphhhhhhh. Tell me what the hell is going on.!!!!

“Oh I am sure you have lot’s of questions you B’tch and in due time. I can only tell you now how well this worked out. You fell into my game. I pretended to be a lousy, timid salesmen. Been planning this for months and you fell for it. HAAAAAAA!

We kept rolling with Danny pushin me and me loaded on the cart. We were going past security. I knew Tom the security guard was on duty and was expecting help from Tom. He always carries a gun and is a master at self defense.  I was very disappointed in what I saw.

This was Tom

 

Well so much for security. I thought to myself when/if I get out of this, I am goingl tohave to beef up security.

“Well B’tch, I bet you are wondering how I pulled this off right?”

Like I could answer him!

‘Well I know you can’t talk so I will. When I left  you tied up in the back office, I snuck out and planted some knock out gas around the offices. Tom was a little tougher so I had to taser him as he was almost out of the building, coughing.  But it worked. Want to see more of your friends?

I thought what now.

We walked past the HR dept.  You can guess what I saw.

Nora, the main Hr person was a little “tied up” I could only see her from behind.

I started to think that Wal Mart or Home Depot must have had a big sale on ropes and bandanas.

Then I thought, “Am I admiring this guy? Am I NUTS? I am in trouble here.”

Then we  rolled past the front office where I had two beautiful girls who watched the area. It was obvious that they were in bad shape too and would not be any help to me or to call the local police.  Danny had moved them to our breakroom. They were not on official company break. Nor were they eating. Hard to eat with a gag in your mouth.

Finally we rolled past the payroll dept where my payroll manager was stationed. Danny got her too.

 

He turns the vibrators on higher.

Then he wheels me out to the shipping dept. Down to the conveyer belt.

Then he puts the 2 wheeler on a conveyer belt and flips the   switch

‘Stop this —now” mmmphhhhhhhhhhhhh

Have a nice trip B’tch!”

“You SOB!” mmmphhhhhhhhhhhh

When the two wheeler reaches the end of the conveyer belt, he stops the belt and places me in a van. WTF is this!!!!

“You are going on a trip B’tch and when I  get there, I am going to enjoy you.  See ya later Cheri the B’tch”

Mmmphhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He tells the driver. “You know where to go. Be careful with the merchandize. Make sure she arrives safe and sound and undamaged. Will see you there later.”

As I AM IN THE back of the van, all of a sudden a mask comes over my face. It emits gas. Chloroform. Uck. Smells. Coughing into my gag. Soon I am out.

I wake up awhile later. Still tied. Not gagged anymore. Drowsy and now I can’t see. I can see why. I am blindfolded and we are still moving.

‘HELP! HELP! HELP ME PLEASE! I AM BEING KIDNAPPED!”

Scream all you want honey. This van is soundproof and we are way out in the country. Nobody around for miles to hear you. Save yourself. You may lose your voice. And what a sexy voice it is.”

‘Don’t patronize me you jerk. Where are you taking me?”

‘You’ll see soon enough honey. Now be calm.”

‘Stop calling me honey. I am not your honey.”

“Oh I know that. You are reserved for Danny and wow is he going to have fun with you. He has big plans. Darn I was I were 30 years younger and in Danny’s place.”

‘Hey you want a piece of the action? I can treat you real nice and I get paid well too. Can give you a wad of money and show you a good time.”

“Honey, I wasn’t born yesterday. Not going to fall for that. Besides Danny is not far behind. Now just relax. Danny will show you a real good time.”

HAHAHAHAHAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

“You are being very foolish.  Do you know who I am? I d can do lots for you.”

I hear the van pull over.

‘Oh are we here?” I ask.

“No honey,  just tired of you jibber dabber.”  And with that I feel a cloth going into my mouth and then a bandana being wrapped around my head in a cleave gag.

Oh well. It was nice for a while to be able to speak and have my mouth free.

Mmphhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

When you are bound and gagged, you thing you have to use left is your head. I was thinking. My brain was going a mile a minute. Why was he doing this. What would happen. Would my employees be ok. Would they get loose. And so much more.

Soon we arrived. The van stops. And I Hear Danny’ s big mouth

I feel a cloth going over my mouth and nose. Chloroform again. Ah jeesh!

TO BE CONTINUED…………………

 

 

 

Cheri’s Bad Day. Tables turned at the office. By Cheri Bond

 

HOW   DID THIS HAPPEN TO ME????????????

 

Here is the scenario. I am a sales manager for a company let’s call it ABC General and not use a real name. I have a problem employee named Danny. His sales are terrible and he has a terrible attitude. On top of that, he is always making googly eyes at me and the other girls and ladies around the room.  If he paid half as much attention to his work as he  does starring at us, he would be good.

So I CALL him into my office to reprimand him. He sits down. I close the   door behind us. The shades are down on the windows so no one   can see in.

“Are you going to reprimand me because I have been tardy a few times Cheri?”

“I am your superior. It is Mrs. Bond, not Cheri. Secondly, yes you have been late. Your sales have also slipped and your behavior and work ethic is terrible.  I don’t want to let you go, but it look like I have little choice.”

“Please Cheri, er, I mean Mrs. Bond. Please give me another chance. I have had personal crisis in my life. But that is over. I will correct it. I promise.

“Hmmm. I have heard that line from you before Danny. But no progress. What makes this time different.”

“I like this company. I love my job. Plus I just met a real nice lady and it looks serious. I need my job. Please Mrs. Bond. Give me another chance.”

I opened his file and showed it to him. Tardy at least a dozen times. Left early at least 2   dozen times. Late from lunch, punched out early. It went on and on and on.

‘That will never happen again Mrs. Bond I promise. You can punish me, just don’t fire me. Please.

So I say, ok. I have an idea. I will         consign you to work with Tim. He is a snob, but a decent salesman. Perhaps working with another salesman will help you.

He agrees but says, “Ah Tim. That bald headed idiot. Isn’t there anyone else? How about Paula. She is cute and very professional.”

“No aside from other things, Paula was one of the  sale people who came to me and complained about your behavior. She says you have googly eyes on her all the time.”

“Well Mrs. Bond she Is attractive and I like her style of selling. I was observing her. What she said. How she overcomes objections, Her delivery etc.”

“Yeah right Danny. I know perfectly well what you were looking at. And if you were trying to learn, obviously that didn’t work. Your sales are now lower than ever. sO YOU WILL BE WORKING with Tim. This is your last chance. No improvement and you are gone!”

Danny left my office looking like a  dog with his tail between his legs.

Then he turned around with a sneer on his face.

“Hey! Are you sneering at me?” I said.

He admitted he was.

“You are being insubordinate and rude to me. I was willing to give you on more chance but…”

‘No Mrs. Bond. Please no. Can’t you just punish me and I will go back to work and produce. I promise.”

“You’re asking for punishment?” I said

“Yes I deserve punishment. Whatever you want to do to me. Just don’t fire me. Give me another chance to show you I can produce for you.”

Then he stands up, gets down on his knee and begs me to not fire him.

“You are really looking pathetic.  Really?? On Your knees. Begging me???

“Yes Mrs. Bond. I know about your bondage and BDSM practices. I will be your loyal slave and then be your loyal salesman also. Please. Punish me. Get your BDSM attire out and punish me. Do as you wish.”

I smiled and said, “Well. It has been a while. And I am a little horny for BDSM and having a slave. And you fit the role. Because you are a pathetic weakling. Very well. I’ll get my BDSM equipment out. First let me alert the group that I will be detained for awhile.”

I go out to the sales floor and let everyone know that I will be pre-occupied for a while. They think I am preparing Danny’s termination. Little did they know.

In the back of my office is another room with a closet that has all of my bondage and BDSM equipment, well at least some of it for extra curricular activities after work when everyone has gone home.

I locked my door and made sure the shades were pulled shut. Brought Danny to the back room . Told him to  sit down in the chair.  All the way in he was gabby, gabby, gabby. So I pulled off a piece of duct tape and tape gagged him pronto.  Amazing,  he was still trying to speak through the gag.

Then I sat him down and tied him to a chair, like this.

 

 

Now he was looking a little scared

 

‘Ahh is poor Danny scared of Cheri? Big tough man. You look so helpless. What? What that you said? Sorry. Didn’t catch that. Can’t talk with tape over your mouth. What a shame.”

I was enjoying this.

“You wanted punishment. How is this? Can’t move. Can’t speak. Can’t even scratch your face. You are helpless. My helpless victim. How does it feel.??

Danny moaned into his gag and put his head down but speaking of down as I looked down, I could see a bulge in his pants. He was getting really excited by this.

“Oh you like being tied up?? Maybe this isn’t punishment after all.”

So I went back to the closet and pulled out some chains, hooked them up to the special hooks in the ceiling, this wasn’t my first rodeo and let them hand. Then I  untied Danny and brought his over to the chains. Hooked his hands and wrists.

I then pulled out some wands and whips and begin whipping Danny, gently at first and progressively harder.

“This is for poor production.” WHACK!

“This for those googly eyes at me and Paula and the others.” WHACK

Then I grab a wooden stick and whack right in the crown jewels. WHACK!

He bends over in pain.

“What are you worried about? If you had any manhood, you would be a great salesman and not acting like a kook and staring at the ladies including me.”

“I am a great salesman. I was set up for failure. You show prefercne to certain people like Paula. I could beat them easily given a fair chance.”

“Oh sure you could. You had a fair c hance. Everyone has the same opportunity. The problem is you have you guts.” WHACK with the whip.

“OUCH!

 

“I’m GOING TO GET OUT THESE chains and pay you back for this.”

Indeed you are. When I release you, you are going to go back out there and sell. Or else this will be your daily punishment. Hey Danny, you asked for punishment, remember?”

“Yeah, but I wasn’t expecting this.”

“If I get out of these chains you have had it.”

“You’re wasting you time. Those chains have held real men so certiantly they can hold you.. You are a wimp. Wimpy Danny.”

“Ah you b’tch. I hate you!”

“That’s great Danny. Finally seeing some emotion from you. Feel the pain Danny. Hold onto that and when I release you, put it to good use on the floor.”

“I’ll put it to good us eon  you. Cheriline you are an evil witch!!!”

 

HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA, I laugh at him. This gets him angrier at me.

He pulls hard on the chains but isn’t going anywhere. Meanwhile I hit him with the whip again. WHACK!

OUCH! DAMNY YOU CHERI!

“You don’t follow company protocol!” WHACK!

“I HAVE told you time after time Danny, you never listen.” WHACK!

I go back to my closet and come back with a little wand. Danny asks,

‘What’s that?”

Oh my little toy. It is a prostate massager. Then I get behind him and drive it up his rectum.

Then to add to his pleasure, I gently rub him almost to the point of him releasing and then….STOP! Pull the prostate massager out too.

“Ahhh Damn. I was so close!”

“I know that is why I stopped.  Drive you crazy doesn’t it?”

“Ahhh. You b’tch!”

“Passion Danny. Passion and you   wanted punishment. AND I want to make a salesman out of you.  Feel the passion and use that when you get back on the phones, set appointment and go out in the field to sell. Passion Danny.”

“This isn;t about passion and not about punishment. This is flat out cruelty. You could be arrested for this. You will pay.”

“Nah Danny you asked for this remember? You wanted me to punish you. You went down on your knees. ……like you are now. Only for different reasons. You want me to stop Danny??

‘Yes Cheri. Please stop. This is enough. Enough is enough. I’ve had it.”

“No Danny. I’ll say when it is enough.” WHACK!

Danny gets courageus and stands up and looks at me with a very mean look. He was angry.

 

TO BE CONTINUED.