Real-enough Father...

My step-father and I lived alone, after my mother dies in a wreck... I was just discovering erections, and when he walked in on me accidentally, he reassured me that he thought it was really cool, and said it would feel MUCH better if he did it to me...it sounded like fun, and I let him. He was right! It felt just f*cking fantastic! Then he said it would feel even better if I let him tie me up, so I couldn't resist whatever he wanted to do...this sounded great too, and I let him do that too! It WAS special! So special that I said I would do ANYTHING, if he would just tie me up, often, and long...he was delighted with this, and so was I very quickly. Apparently he had wanted to show me things, before but my mother wouldn't let him.

I said he now had the opportunity to do anything he wanted to me, and I was sure I was going to enjoy it, no matter what! Thus encouraged, he began tying me up ever more imaginatively, and we looked at glossy bondage magazines a lot - before much internet porn, then...To his inquiry as to whether I "saw anything I specially liked" I said I was drawn to pictures of guys in canvas bags and strait-jackets, so he got some of this stuff from adverts in the magazines, and put me in them, to my unexpected delight. He admitted he really liked this, but hadn't wanted to scare me off. I admitted that far from scared, I was almost obsessive about experiencing the whole thing, to the very maximum possible, so almost reluctantly, he began chaining me up in a mail-bag he got somewhere, long enough to contain me head-first, to about my knees. This was so incredibly inescapable, I promised him good grades in H-S, and willingness to do all the household chores, if he would just keep me like that every possible chance he had. He cut a one inch hole, right at my mouth, and introduced me to forced fellatio and face-fucking...I loved it! We were both insatiable from opposite ends of the spectrum, and I spent nearly all of that summer recess, with his generous cock in my mouth, for hours at a time, plus being kept in a state of arousal myself, with no chance to come! Years passed, and then he got really sick...introduced me to his life-long childhood friend, and assured me HE would be a really excellent substitute, eventually...he was correct!

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