Strange Dreams Lead Laynee Into Bondage
Troubled by dreams that had disrupted her, Laynee James went to a counselor for help. When he asked for a more detailed description of a recent nightmare, Laynee told him about one in which she was working at her office when she heard a loud noise and suddenly sat bound and gagged on her chair. Her snug sweater tightly coiled with rope, the slender, dark-haired secretary’s eyes widened above a knotted cloth gag as she strained against her bonds. Although her ankles were also tied together, she kicked off her heels and tried to hop barefoot out of the room. In an instant, however, Laynee found herself curled up on the floor, breasts bared and legs folded by a waist-ankle link; as anxiety about her restrictive state grew, she rolled onto her side and struggled until the dream came to an end.
The counselor expressed his sympathy for Laynee regaining consciousness after such a disturbing dream before requesting her to tell him if she’d undergone any similar experiences as she rested. What followed was a revelation about awakening to feel herself controlled by ropes and her voice muffled by a duct-tape gag as she lay under the bed-cover. Bare-breasted and barefoot, Laynee managed to kick away the cover but failed to free herself from the bondage as she twisted back and forth on the blue sheet. When she tried to edge off the bed, Laynee suddenly felt herself moved and hitched to the metal head-frame so that she knelt tugging against the leash.
Laynee’s memories were becoming more vivid as she excitedly described a dream that had occurred the night after she’d attended a Halloween party. No longer costumed, Laynee stood naked and pinned to a narrow wooden post with coils of rope that framed her breasts and also circled her ankles and knees. When she attempted to speak, the nervous nude realized that her mouth was filled with a ball-gag causing drool to seep from her lips as she raised up on tiptoe. Alone in a small room except for a skeleton she couldn’t ignore, Laynee felt the completion of her bondage when a crotch-rope slithered between her legs.
Laynee seemed reluctant to tell the counselor about another dream in which her nudity was apparently even more embarrassing when her body was attached to a metal frame and her lips sealed by a black tape-gag. With her right leg raised high to a horizontal bar, bound wrists also hitched to it above her head and left leg folded by a link to the vertical post behind her, Laynee was limited to awkward contortions on the low black platform. When that position instantly metamorphosed into one that spread her legs wide to opposite ends of the bar and her arms to the opposing posts, Laynee lay back writhing in exposure she never could have imagined.
The counselor was clearly intrigued by Laynee’s unusually detailed dreams and had begun to consider a plan that would help her escape them. But When he suggested that experiencing bondage in reality would cause it to fade from her dreams, she disagreed and began to leave. Laynee’s acquaintance with ropework, however, would indeed continue on the couch where she’d revealed the images that troubled her. Tied-up in her sweater, skirt and heels, the indignant client murmured in disbelief toward her treacherous counselor behind an X-shaped duct-tape gag while struggling against taut bonds. Laynee’s feet were soon bared and she huddled in the lounge’s corner before discovering the body-bowing restraint of a hogtie; as she arched with athletic desperation, rescuers arrived to take the rogue counselor into custody and free her.
