First they laugh, then they want it (Bondage)
On returning from my trip abroad I had a relaxing evening with a few friends and a few beers. The subject turned (kinda inevitable wasn’t it!) to what I got up to. They knew I was a little bondage freak and then after much badgering it turned to did I own a gimp mask and gear (jokey jokey ifywim). I told them, obviously, I am a fucking bondage freak!
So ok, a few days of light hearted joking occurred when I saw them although it was discussed in perhaps not the most appropriate times or situations, if you get what I mean. Mouth engaged before brain.
Then a week or so later I dropped round and after a few cold ones, the questions changed. What’s bondage like? What is so good about bondage ? A first just little questions about bondage, but even being half cut, I knew they were wanting info.
I promised to drop round with a few of my books (not ones of me silly, the ABCs of bondage!) I really wasn’t up for discussing it so I made my excuses and went to leave. D’s girlfriend then accidentally (?) blurted that the thought of bondage made her “drippin” I was shocked, and I am not one to be easily shocked, but hey, you never know, they may end up getting “gimped up” as they joked at first.
