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i’m out for a run. i’m wearing my short fitted mesh running shorts, tight black deep v-neck t-shirt, cute little black ankle socks and my lightweight low cut running sneakers. but finally and most deliciously, hidden under my shorts i am wearing tight little Calvin Klein briefs. standing long and lean at above 6ft, i look damn sexy and draw a lot of looks not just from women, but especially from men. particularly bondage horny men. one in particular has had his eyes set on me for awhile now and has had enough of just watching. he is no longer content to just admire from afar how long and sexy my perfectly hairy legs look in shorts and how the tight v-neck perfectly shows off my tall, slim silhouette. most importantly, like me, he also has a massive ankle socks fetish. he is aching to see more of me in ankle socks in a much more intimate way and he has finally decided to take what he wants. it’s a nice warm evening out and i’m getting a good run in. looking really good in my little running outfit, i am working up a nice sweat and starting to feel very horny. what i don’t know is that my soon-to-be captor is feeling even more turned on staring at me. i don’t know that yet but i am about to find out.

i always stop in a dark, quiet park to catch my breath and he knows this. and this is where he has decided to make his move. while stretching my legs, a massive, burly bearded man walks up behind me, carefully but firmly grabs me by the arm and tells me to do what he says. he is much larger than me and i am wary but part of me is excited by what is now happening so i comply. he walks me to his van and opens the back doors where i see waiting for me, several neat coils of pristine white rope and a big black panel ball gag. he says that he has been watching me run and is absolutely infatuated with me and that he wants me to spend some time with him. he also says that the rope and gag is for me and that i will spend our time together tightly bound and gagged. he takes some rope and tightly ties my wrists together behind my back. i can feel more excitement rising in me. he gets more rope and ties my arms above my elbows and ties them off securely. i feel my shirt growing tighter across my chest. he sits me down and ties my legs together above the knees making my skin bulge around the taut cotton ropes. and speaking of bulge, i feel a huge one growing in my tight little briefs. he says he has been watching me running and knows i can out run him. he doesn't want me getting away yet. he then ties my ankles together right above my little ankle socks. he then checks and cinches the neat but very secure ropework. i realize i am now in very real and very tight bondage and it feels exhilarating. he finally takes the ball gag and shoves it into my mouth and tightens the straps. i feel my mouth start to water and the leather panel perfectly seals my lips closed. he stands me up and tells me to test everything. the ropes are not coming loose. the ball gag is not coming out. he tells me to hop around a bit and admires his new bound and gagged toy. I try to hop away and make some good distance but is not enough. he comes and grabs me and tells me i’m not going anywhere. i’m not sure I even want to. he doesn’t yet know but i am just as bondage horny as he is. my nightly run has always been a time where I would fantasize about being grabbed, tightly bound and gagged by a dominant man and taken away to be his bondage plaything. and it is finally happening. he scoops me up and carries his tightly bound boy over his broad shoulder back to the van. i twist and writhe and kick my tightly tied ankles but is absolutely no use. my wrist ropes are also holding very tight and have no give and the strict elbow tie is really pinning my arms back. i’m actually impressed at how good his rope skills are.

he puts me into the van and closes the doors and i start to struggle in my strict bonds and he starts to rub his massive hands all over my tightly bound body. up and down my long legs, across my chest, squeezing my ass. he pinches my nipples a bit which makes me struggle even more. he loves that his new toy tries to fight the tight ropes. and i love that i am becoming extremely turned on fighting the rope. he can see the bulge in my shorts. he rubs his hands all over my raging crotch and then reaches in and cups his meaty hand around the huge bulge in my tight little underwear. he then starts to passionately kiss me on the neck, shoulders, chest and presses his lips tightly against the front of the tight leather gag sealing my lips. his musk and perfectly groomed beard smell wonderful. i feel wonderful. he calls me pretty boy. he then says to me that he thinks i am very beautiful and special. he says the bondage is so that i know who is in charge. he also says that bondage is no good unless it is tight and i wouldn't have it any other way. he starts the van and we drive away into the night and all i can do is continue to struggle and fight against the ropes and gag. no use. i am very tied up. and i love it.

we arrive at his home. he helps me out and then makes me hop still tightly bound inside and sets me down in the living room. his home is clean and comfortable and inviting. he immediately resumes manhandling and fondling and groping me. i toss my head back and my eyes roll. i struggle against the ropes and moan into the gag. he again sees my huge bulge and he reaches in and takes out my rock hard cock and he starts to stroke it. slowly at first but more gradually. i feel waves of pleasure pulse through my whole body and i convulse against my tight bondage. i moan louder and struggle harder but the ropes seem to get tighter the more i fight and i have never been so turned on in my life. i feel my cock throbbing and i fight the sensations and the building, massive orgasm but the ropes hold fast. i finally explode my hot load all over his hands as it comes in waves and i feel an incredible rush of pleasure and relief through my entire body. my captor then pulls me close and embraces and caresses me, looking very pleased with the load i have just shot all over his hands. he lightly kisses me all over and i bask in the afterglow while still tightly bound and gagged. he then picks me up again and gently carries me to the bedroom for some much more intimate time.