True Sex Stories: Co-Topped: Tied, Trust, And Punishment

Her first time being co-topped, first time being topped by a woman, and her first time suspended from ropes... What else do her masters have in store?

One goal I had in for this trip to NYC was rope.  @B_Playful is a rigger and a rope slut.  He made some jokes about bringing his tripod suspension thing and his violet wand.  Ok, I begged him to bring the violet wand….

So during the Kink Academy Open house I shimmied my way over to him.  He is wonderful for cuddles and put his arms around me.  I said, "Soooo you gonna tie me up later??"  Nobody ever said I was coy. He assured me he was and swatted my ass as I made my way back across the room.  I had mentioned to @SilverDreams that he was gonna tie me up- so I said, "you wanna hit me?"  I was mostly joking, but… not really.  SilverDreams is bratty bottom to her Daddy.  She's the closest thing I have to a mentor.  She's fun and hilarious and honest and I trust her.  I've also been a bit hot for her since my first trip to Boston- and even more so my SECOND trip to Boston when I blatantly looked up her skirt while licking her boots.

Two things had never happened before.  I have never been co-topped.  And I've never been topped by a woman.  Add rope suspension and the amazing NYC view from our hotel room and it was bound to be an amazing night.  I sat with Mouse, in my panties, and waited while B_Playful set up the tripod.  He talked about the height of it- and hooked everything up until he, with a wave of his hand, motioned me over.  I stood under the tripod, my arms resting on the arms and chatting with SilverDreams.  She is a giggler, and funny and just like a ray of light in a dark room.  She stroked my hair and ran her fingers over my shoulders, down my arms and told me to relax- that she wouldn't be too hard on me.  I giggled right back at her.  I expected her to be fun and playful.  flirty.  She leaned in, her lips brushed against my shoulder.  I wondered for a moment.  I know SilverDreams to be straight, and never really assumed or asked differently.  I don't know if she plays with girls, or makes out with girls.  We flirt a lot- but you know, I flirt with everyone- but not everyone goes past that. I guess I would find out.

As B_Playful tied me up- I stopped to fall into my skin.  Feel the rope.  Soak in the energy.  Feel his fingers brushing over me, feel her breath on my skin.  Feel.  Breathe.  I am not a rope slut and don't slip into subspace just by the feel or smell of hemp.  However, I slip into a nice quiet space by the feel and smell of skin.  I can close my eyes and drift off if I really try, just with fingers running over my skin.  I'm very ticklish and I hate being tickled.  Her fingers running down my sides occasionally made me jump and growl playfully at her.  I got a bit… frisky and started moving from side to side, laughing and trying to make SilverDreams laugh as well.  Moving away from her touch as she taunted me with pinch and light slap.

B_Playful grabbed my shoulders and told me to hold still- as my previous question was answered.  She grabbed me from the back of the hair and pulled me in to kiss me.  Damn, she was warm.  She pulled my head back, lowering me as I am just an inch shorter than her, kissing me hard until I whimpered into her mouth.

"Are you gonna cry for me, slut?" I smiled, feeling small and secure under her fingers.  I closed my eyes and pursed my lips in a pout, shaking my head, "no".

She dragged her fingers up my front, and put her hands on my breasts.  I leaned in, kissing her again.  We didn't speak- I leaned forward again and again, trying to catch more of her on my mouth- but she pulled away- stopping just outside of my embrace, "Greedy girl… such a greedy slut."  I wanted to get lost in her kiss, calm my nerves.  Somehow steady myself in some sort of seductive embrace and I wanted to take her with me.

I closed my eyes, feeling her touching my breasts and my nipples in between her fingers.  I leaned forward, brushing my lips on her skin, moving down towards her blouse that was loosely falling open, as the rolling of my nipples between her fingers became pinches down on my nipples.  I caught the flesh of her breasts under my lips and instinctively bit down on her.  Not too hard, but more than a nibble.

She pulled down on my nipples, grasping them tight until I winced and pulled away.  B_Playful was just about done with the harness and I was covered in rope, ready to be suspended.

"You're not gonna cry huh?"  her smiling face turned dead serious and she leaned into my face.  Her breath on my lips.  Her tongue darted out and licked my top lip, "We'll just see about that, bitch."

–

I'd never been suspended before.  I was excited to try, but I admit, I felt- ridiculous.  What was I supposed to do?  I'm a big girl- was he SURE it would hold me?  Of course, I trusted my friend… he knew what he was doing.  I didn't know what I was doing.  What was I supposed to do??

SilverDreams reminded me to relax.  Let the rope hold me.  Breath.  Feel it.  They both helped me to lay on my side.  He lifted my legs and I could feel him doing something with the ropes, until he put me back down.  On the ropes.  I was laying on my side, suspended in the ropes.  It felt weird.  The ropes were tight, but my body was tense and it felt… weird.  I admit that I kept apologizing because I was not relaxed.  I have my own control issues sometimes and it's hard for me to completely let go especially when my body is in unfamiliar positioning.  My mind was racing with thoughts of falling, thoughts of doing something wrong and messing up the rope,  and of course "Does this rope make me look fat?"

SilverDreams grabbing my hair and walking me, slowly around helped to calm me down.  As a bottom, she knows what works- and as my friend she has paid enough attention to know what works on me.  Her grip was different than that of a man.  It was forceful, but there was intent behind it.  It was just yanking my hair, or grabbing a handful to show dominance, it was almost punishing, the way you grab a child by the ear and pull them to you.  She was deliberate and directed.  She was very much in control of the situation.  She kneeled next to me and said, "You're not so tough now are you?"

I shook my head no.  Closing my eyes.  Falling into the ropes, relaxing my body.  Trusting myself, trusting my friends.  Mouse was sitting on the bed and said nothing, however I know her eyes were fixed on me.  Nobody was going to let anything happen to me.  I needn't be nervous.  This is what I needed, and I knew I needed to surrender to it.  There is something so very intimate about submission that I wonder if Dominants ever really understand.  It is one thing for someone to trust you with their well being.   However, as parents we all know the importance of that.  As a submissive, to truly let go and trust someone else with, essentially, life and limb.  To know that you are safe even though you are going to experience fear, and pain and possibly some mental discomfort- but to still trust that you will come out on the other side.  For me, it's the most comforting thing in the world.  That space is sacred to me and as I closed my eyes and my tops allowed me to drift off, I thought of this and how I will never take it for granted.

SilverDreams kissed me once more.  I could have drowned in her attention.  Then she caressed my breasts and pinched it once more.  Harder this time, until I winced and whimpered.  She continued to walk me in circles, allowing me to rock, and feel the rope, as well as her hand always purposefully gripping my hair.  Until I felt B_Playful's hand on my skin as well.

Like it often does for me- the scene gets a little blurry from here.  I was not in the ropes for too long, but long enough for B_Playful to play over my skin with the violet wand.  The sound of the electricity as it danced over my skin, the way my body simply slithered to and fro in the ropes.  Lost, but somehow found.  This mixed with SilverDreams, striking me, with her hands, her nails.  The cane.  Bare handed spanking.  Fast and hard.  I was being zapped and beaten while I simply whimpered and moaned.  Back and forth from moments of sheer pleasure to moments when the sting on my ass was unbearable.  I wanted my hands, I wanted to reach out and hold on to someone, to something.  However I was floating, flying… perfectly safe in my helpless condition.  SilverDreams came close to my face and I nuzzled into her breasts seeking some solace and protection.  She allowed me to catch my breath, before whispering, "Don't you dare bite me, bitch."

At that moment it had not occurred to me, but I did kiss her skin and try to make my way into her blouse again.  She came down to her knees and kissed me again- yanking my hair back, harder this time while B_playful then attached something to my nipples.  I looked down, they were plastic suction tubes.  They were so tight, and felt like they were getting tighter the longer they stayed there.  It felt so good- something more- one more piece of delicious distraction on my skin.  I could feel my cunt getting wet and wondering what my chances were of fucking them both if I pleaded to be let down from the ropes and promised to behave.

I did feel a bit of added discomfort on my shoulder from the rope.  It may have been from the squirming around, or perhaps I was leaning too far forward now, however I could not adjust my body to move.  B_Playful, a bit frustrated decided I needed to come down.  I was slowly lowered, still tied but extra rope just laying over my body.  I moved down to my knees and SilverDreams knelt in front of me while B_Playful knelt behind me.  They massaged my arms, and legs for a moment while I took turned leaning forward and back, inhaling and feeling their skin against mine.  My hands were still behind my back but I was able inch back towards him, and lean into her, feeling them both- kissing her and letting him gently rub my back.

Her skin was warm and soft.  It was almost instinctual and I didn't hear her warning as I gently, soo gently bit down on her flesh.

"Do you know what she just did?" she said to him.

He laughed, "Brat!"

She pulled me by my hair, and slapped my face a few times. It was a different thud than being slapped by a man.  It was a woman's dainty hands.  It stung like a bitch.

She pushed me down on the ground.  Face down and ass up. Something told me this was not going to end well for me.

–

"Lets see if I can't get those pretty pretty tears," her voice poured over my skin like hot honey.  I bit down on my lip- my face pressed into the carpet.

The cane started slowly, bouncing on my ass while she and B_Playful talked, "I'm pretty sure I told her not to bite me- didn't I?"

"Yes,"he said, very matter of factly, "I'm certain you did."

All the while the strength of the cane grew, until there were a few hard whacks which I then squirmed and moved.  She sat down next to me now.  Her small hands tangled in my hair.  The cane relentlessly stinging from the top of my ass to just under the curve where it stung the most.  As it got to be too much, I would squirm again.  I was getting "feisty' now- and was very tempted to fight back.  She switched between the cane and her bare hands.  I couldn't tell you which was worse.

"Ohhhh!!" B_Playful said, "I think it's time that I sign her paddle!"

"NO!!!" I screamed into the ground, "oh god, no no no."  I lay flat and tried to turn my bottom away from them.  She grabbed me and pushed me back down to the ground.

Oh God…. I had been hit with this same paddle, SEVERAL time that day, but I was over a chair or a table.  Not pinned to the ground.  He bounced it on my ass- I could feel that I was already starting to bruise.  "Ok- you ready… on three."

I tried to breath.  I tried to take deep breaths and listen.  Anticipate.  Breathe, damn it.  He started counting already.

Three- and it came down hard.  Holy shit!!! I screamed and then turned away… I think I called him a fucking bastard.  I think he hit me with it again.

He rubbed my bottom a few times after that.  Then gave me one hard barehanded smack, or maybe it was her.  I couldn't tell you.

It blurs here again, as the cane on my ass came down much harder and faster now.  Every so often I would squirm away from the harder strikes, calling her a bitch while she went after me with her bare hands assaulting my ass and thighs and laughed at me.

SHE FUCKING LAUGHED AT ME!!

It was then that the tears started but she didn't know it yet.  The pain was numbing and I was somewhere between moaning every strike no matter how soft, and screaming when they got harder- to my eventual, "you wicked bitch!" or other variations of expletives.

"What else does she need?" she said to her co-tormentor.  "Oh, hey, where' the Hitachi.  Lets see the slut come for us now."

Yeah, I didn't think it was going to be THAT easy either!!

B_Playful pushed my ass and kicked my legs open a little.  He shoved the Hitachi up under my cunt.  It felt divine.

"So you need to come or I'm going to beat you again so you better hurry."

She paused.

"So, better yet!  I'm going to beat you until you come for us.  Give us a good show."

The mixed sensations were maddening.  My ass was burning, my cunt was aching and my eyes were welling up as I started to let go.  The cane strikes became like fire and were building with the fire in my body.  It didn't take long before I came, moaning and wailing into the carpet.

Nobody stopped… I caught my breath, barely, when he pushed it harder on my cunt. I raised my ass in the air again, pushing against it, and luckily moving her angle so she was hitting a different spot.  Perhaps she sensed that, or the excitement of the moment was getting to her, but she was coming down harder.  I SWEAR it was harder.  That steady strong burn until I came again, rubbing my cunt against the vibrator and surrendering to the pain.  Accepting it, welcoming it.

Again, nobody stopped.  I wondered fo a moment if they knew I had come.  Of COURSE they knew…. I am hardly inaudible.  No, they just didn't care.  This time he pushed it under me again, more to my right side, which is exactly where my sweet spot is.  I moaned and pleaded now.  Oh god please.  I was completely lost and every strike on my ass felt like it was burning from the back of my neck down to my toes.  The pain and pleasure and mixed into the blend of nirvana and I was swimming in it.  I came screaming this time.  Collapsing to the ground, my body spent.

Exhilarated, gasping.

Crying.

She got me a pillow and lied down next to me.  She stroked my hair and my cheeks.  She wiped my tears and made a comment that now she knows why HER Daddy loves tears so much.

"You're so beautiful," she said to me in a low voice, "So pretty.  Such pretty tears."

"Thank you," I whispered.  My body starting to feel the room again.

"You're very special to me," she said, "You know that?  Very special."

I started to cry some more.  She didn't make me speak.

She knew.

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