Andrea

My name is Andrea, and I’m an attractive blond in my early twenties who lives alone in an area known as Timber Coulee in southwest Wisconsin. It is a beautiful place with woods all around and numerous large hills. Recently, I went through a self bondage ordeal that was so exciting, I simply had to write about it. On a Friday morning in late August, I awoke and saw that it was gently raining outside and the temperature was 71 degrees. Warm, rainy days make me extremely horny so I decided to call in sick to work and do something I had wanted to do for the past couple of weeks. After quickly eating, washing up, and getting dressed in jeans, a white T-shirt, and white tennis shoes, I placed my necessary bondage gear in a small backpack along with a bottle of water and some insect repellant. Then I headed outside towards an abandoned farm about two miles away. The farm had been for sale for over a month, and I had previously inspected the property and found it to be ideal for self bondage. ...

1. Prologue Hi, my name is Andrea and I here want to present my journey into wonderland. The story you have before you is actually my BDSM biography. Some facts about my real life and identity are of course somewhat alienated. So are the names, except of my slave’s name, with in fact is Andrea. You will learn why. The storyline, however, is my real story. At the age of about forty I suddenly felt the need to write it down. Maybe as a therapy. You will learn to know why if you read it all. And because I wanted to post it in an international BDSM story forum I have written it in English. So please be polite, my mother tongue is German. ...

Author's Note: Nearly all of us have this one dark fantasy we lust about from time to time. However, we do not really know if we ever want to experience it. This is my dark fantasy. Enjoy! And please remind that my mother-tongue in German. Thank you! My birthday was approaching and my girlfriend lover, who is also my Mistress, ordered me to take a one weeks holiday. She gave no further explanations on this, but as a well-behaving slave-girl I did not ask questions. But by the connection with my birthday I mused that I would be in for a very big surprise. ...

Author's Note: This is more of a report than a story. It is a report about the self-bondage games I play, thus all you will find in here is absolutely non-fiction up to each little detail. Enjoy and take away some inspiration! In the case that you just want to read a self-bondage story, then I kindly would suggest that you go somewhere else. However, you really might miss something. Come on, give it a try! ...

Author's Note: What can you find in this story: heavy non-consensual slaving as a reality in the world, a slaves retire­ment facility which is the pivot-point of all, Mafia, a little bit of James Bond, a little bit of Frankenstein, a little bit of the Avengers. It’s a fairy-tale or a myth about what can happen to the world of slavers when a very rich and heavy non-consensual slaver turns around and starts to feel sym­pathy. And about all this story wallows in the seductive fascination of rubber-dolls. ...