How exciting! My husband decided we should try a 'home olympics' this weekend, and I assume it'll be something to do with sport. So I'm dressed in trainers, white tights, leotard, shorts, and I've even brought a swimming cap. But my husband says I've misunderstood; that's not what I should be wearing at all! Instead, he instructs me to take everything off, and put on a pair of tan pantyhose
, and another pair of black pantyhose over the top, as well as a pair of high heeled shiny court shoes. This doesn't feel very sporty at all! The very next minute, Hywel is tying my wrists and elbows tightly behind me, and blindfolding me too But forgetting to keep the rules means I've earned 10 strokes with the riding crop. I don't like this sport!


After the punishment, I assume the ordeal is over, but Hywel leads me up to the bedroom with my wrists and elbows still tied behind me. It's time for the next 'event' in the bondage olympics, and I don't think it's going to be any easier than the first! He ties me to the bed, on my back, with my pantyhose-clad legs tied far apart. He bit gags me tightly and tells me my next challenge is to avoid orgasming while he teases me with (my favourite! There's no way I can last 5 minutes! Which is why I end up face down, having had an unauthorised orgasm, being punished with 10 strokes of the flogger. He ties me lying face down on a bench, with my legs apart and folded backwards, He gags me with a dental gag and cranks it open wide, There's no way I can last 5 minutes after a couple of orgasms I'm begging him to stop! Which means I have to be punished with 10 cane stroke what a humiliation!