When I was a teenager I read a paperback novel that was all about bondage adventures on a Mediterranean Island. Ever since I have fantasised about being tied up. However this was to remain a fantasy limited to reading bondage stories and looking at bondage videos on the Internet. But this was all to change a few months ago and my fantasies were to become a reality.

It all started when the company I worked for closed down and I found myself out of work. As I needed to eat I looked for a new job. I found one in the city. But getting there every day would involve a long trip from where I lived so decided to move to an apartment nearer the CBD. It is not a grand place but it's one I can afford and it has a small balcony with a pleasant outlook over a park. After work a couple of days after I moved in I was waiting for the elevator to go up to my new abode when a couple of girls walked up. The door opened and the three of us went in.

"What floor?" asked the taller of the two.

"Seven." I replied.

"That's the same as us," said the other girl. "We must be neighbours."

It worked out that they lived in the apartment next to mine.

"You'll have to pop in for a drink." she added.

"My name's Jason, what's yours?" I asked.

"I'm Emma and she's Noelle." replied the chubbiest of the pair.

Over the next few weeks we became good friends. Then one Saturday morning I found Noelle sitting reading a magazine in the park opposite the apartment block.

"Where's Emma?" I asked.

"Oh, she's still asleep, we were late back last night - we didn't get to bed until about five."

Intrigued, I wanted to know where they had been to such an hour.

"We went to the Hellfire Club - it meets on the last Friday every month."

"That's a fetish and bondage club isn't it?"

Noelle nodded.

I told her that I'd always fantasised about bondage and being tied up so next month I'd like to go along with them to see what it was like.

"Don't bother to wait that long. If you want to get tied up I'm sure that Emma and I can oblige. Drop into our place this evening and we'll see what we can do."

It was an offer too good to miss.

"Come over at about half past seven, I'm sure that Emma will be awake by then."

"OK, you're on. But now I must be off to do some shopping as my cupboard is just about bare."

With that I headed into town.

At half past seven and armed with a bottle of wine I rang their bell. Noelle opened the door and I went in. I could not help noticing a pile of ropes and other gear lying on the sofa.

Emma headed off into the kitchen to fetch some glasses. We'd just about finished the wine when Emma said, "Drink up, we're wasting good bondage time."

Then Noelle told me to take off all my clothes. I protested. But she said that if I wanted to be tied up, then it was important that I did as I was told. Rather reluctantly I removed all my clothes down to my underpants.

"Get them off too." ordered Noelle. "I don't want to have to ruin them by cutting them off once we've tied you up."

Reluctantly I slid them down my legs and threw them on the sofa to join my other clothes. Before I could cover my embarrassment with my hands Noelle grabbed my cock and gave it a squeeze, adding "I'm sure that we can give you a most enjoyable evening - and as you've not got to go to work tomorrow that may stretch into an even more enjoyable night."

They soon had a rope harness round my chest and over my shoulders and my wrists and elbows tightly bound behind me. This was for real, just like the many pictures that I had seen on the net. I felt a surge of excitement. I must have been very excited as my cock was rock hard.

"We can't have you getting too excited too soon." said Noelle when she noticed my cock pointing up somewhere towards the ceiling. "Emma, go and get some ice."

With me less excited now, the ever helpful Emma suggested that she thought that I needed a crotch rope.

Soon a length of rope was tied round my waist with the two ends drawn between my legs both sides of my balls. But before tying the ends off behind me at my waist she tied a large knot that pressed hard into my asshole.

"I think it's about time for the gag. Emma, let's have that 2 inch ball gag."

Noelle pushed the bright red ball between my teeth and buckled the straps behind my head. She then buckled the strap under my chin. She tightened both straps more notch, "Just in case you feel like protesting."

"We haven't done yet, but come with me and have a look at yourself' said Noelle as she led me to the bedroom where there was a full-length mirror.

So this is what real bondage feels like. This is what I've been fantasising about all these years.

Then Noelle led me back to the lounge room. Again my cock was rock hard and again Emma applied the ice bag to cool my excitement. They then got me to lie on the floor before roping my ankles and legs together above and below my knees. Next followed a rope pulled tight between my ankles and the chest harness leaving me in a stringent hogtie like the ones that I'd dreamed about for years.

I thought that they would leave me tied like this for five or ten minutes before releasing me and perhaps trying another position. How wrong I was. Emma came over and said that there was a good program on TV that they both wanted to watch and it was about to start so they would leave me tied up until that was over. "But you wouldn't want to watch it." she added. She then put a leather hood over my head and laced it tight. To make doubly sure that it would not come off she strapped a leather collar round my neck.

"You wanted to see what it was like being tied up, so now you can stay here and enjoy some real bondage for an hour or two.' she said as she left the room to watch TV.

I struggled to reach at least one of the knots. But they all were well beyond my searching fingers. After a few minutes I gave up struggling and resigned myself to being bound like this until the girls decided to release me. Maybe it was ten minutes later or perhaps half an hour - I had lost all sense of time - before I made another effort to free myself. Again all my efforts came to nought. I tried to get more comfortable but again that too was a waste of time and energy. After what seemed like an age I heard one of the girls come back into the room.

"Did you enjoy being tied up?" It was Emma. She told me that Noelle had found my keys in my trousers pocket and she had taken my clothes back in my apartment. Then with a chuckle she added, "If you want to go back there tonight you'll have to make a dash for the door in your birthday suit. Of course you can sleep here on the sofa, but to make sure that we are safe you will be tied up!"

I didn't think I had much of a choice.

A pair of hands soon had the hogtie rope undone and at least I could stretch out again. But quickly they rolled me over on my back and with Emma sitting on my legs, she started fondling my balls. In no time my flaccid cock was rock hard. No ice this time. A firm hand steadily pumped my cock. Faster now, then slowing down and stopping before I could cum. A vibrator was pressed against my balls and then worked up and down on the underside of my cock. The pumping and teasing continued. I was pleading with them to let me cum but all my pleas were reduced to muffled hmmmphs by the gag that filled my mouth. Finally to my great relief I shot my load.

"Now I reckon that was worth the wait." said Emma as she wiped the cum over my rapidly cooling cock.

After they removed the hood and the gag I asked the time.

"It's just gone midnight, so you've only been tied up for just over three and a half hours - not bad for a beginner!"

They removed all the other ropes but not before putting handcuffs on my wrists and a pair of steel cuffs joined by a short length of chain on my ankles.

"Now go to the bathroom while we make up your bed for the night." ordered the bossy Noelle.

When I returned to the room they put the hood back on my head and locked the collar round my neck. The hood prevented me seeing anything but there was no gag this time.

They got me to lie on the sofa and put a soft pillow under my head. Then they wished me goodnight and sweet dreams before heading off to bed. What I hadn't realised was that they had connected a length of chain to the collar with the other end padlocked to one of the legs of the sofa. So there was no going anywhere even if I wanted to.

I was exhausted and even thought it was not very comfortable with my wrists cuffed behind me, I soon nodded off into a deep sleep.

Morning came. Emma drew the curtains and a sudden bust of sunlight filled the room.

"Wakey, wakey, it's time to get up. Noelle's fixing breakfast, so go and get yourself cleaned up - there are fresh towels in the bathroom." With that Emma unlocked the cuffs and removed the hood.

Cleaned up and clad only in a towel I joined the girls in the kitchen for breakfast. As I entered the kitchen Noelle looked up and asked if I enjoyed my night of bondage and if it came up to all my fantasies. I replied that it had surpassed everything that I thought bondage would be and I would definitely be going along to the next meeting of the Hellfire Club.

Then Noelle said, "I couldn't help noticing that you've got some cards in your place - is it your Birthday?"

"Yes, next Saturday." I replied.

'Why not come round here next Saturday for a little celebration - and perhaps a little more bondage. How could a man refuse? But later as I turned to scurry back to my apartment clad only in a bath towel, Noelle called out "Don't forget to wear something more comfortable next week."

During the week I thought about Noelle's 'wear more something comfortable' and my embarrassment at finding myself completely naked so quickly last time. So one evening on the way home I slipped into a shop specialising in fetish wear and bought myself a leather G-string thong.

Although I saw the girls a few times during the week, Saturday and my birthday could not come quick enough. Finally the great day arrived and I found myself again ringing their doorbell. My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when it was opened by the bra-less Emma clad in a revealing white blouse and a skin tight latex mini skirt. I went in.

"Where's Noelle?" I asked.

"She's slipping into something comfortable for the evening." was her reply.

I didn't have long to wait to find out what her 'something comfortable' was as the statuesque Noelle soon appeared in a brief low-cut top and red faux leather tights that fitted her like a second skin.

We celebrated my Birthday by downing a bottle of champagne and by tucking into the Birthday cake the girls had got from the local patisserie.

"Now let's give you your present." announced Noelle. "But before we do that you've again got to take off all your gear."

I stripped leaving on the G-string thong.

"Oh that looks great," said Noelle as she fondled my balls safe in their leather pouch. "Now let's get you tied up so that we can give you your present."

"What sort of present is it if I have to be tied up to get it?" I asked.

"You'll see, it's a surprise, I think you'll like it."

I was expecting to get hogtied again, but this evening they told me to go into the bedroom a lie on the bed. It was not long before I was spreadeagled with my wrists and ankles stretched out to the four corners of the mattress. Other ropes tied above my knees pulled them out towards the sides of the bed. The ends of a rope looped around my waist were also tied off at the sides of the bed. Emma went round and pulled all the ropes a little tighter. Apart from wriggling my fingers and toes, I could hardly move a muscle.

Next came that fat red ball gag.

"Now lift up your head." commanded Noelle and she bucked the strap at the back of my head.

"We'd better blindfold you before we give you your present. It will make it more of a surprise."

This time I was not subjected to that fiendish hood but instead Emma put a wad of cloth over my eyes before Noelle wound what seemed yards of surgical tape round and round my head. Then she added more turns over the ball gag.

"We'll leave you like that for a while to enjoy your bondage and try to figure out what we've got you for your birthday." With a squeeze of my balls the girls left the room.

It was some time before they returned.

They sat one on either side of the bed. The next thing I knew was they had pulled down my thong and were playing with my balls and cock. One of the girls, I couldn't see who, coated my cock with baby oil before starting rhythmically massaging it, first slowly then faster, gradually pushing me towards a climax. Just when I thought I was about to shoot my load the massaging stopped. After a pause it started again. Four of five times they brought me the verge of cumming. Then finally I came, shooting my load up onto my stomach in two or three great spurts. If this was my Birthday present it was certainly going to be one to remember. But the girls were not finished and soon they were fitting a steel ring round the base of my balls and my now limp cock. Emma reckoned that it was too loose so they tried a smaller size. Being a lot tighter they had some trouble fitting the connecting piece at the top. Then I felt a hand grab my cock and start pushing it into a steel cage. It was a tight fit. They were giggling as they gradually worked the curved steel cage further and further towards the ring piece. I hmmmphed through my gag in protest but there was nothing I could do to stop them. With one last push the holes in the base of the cage slid over the pegs on the ring. Then I heard a click as the hasp of a padlock closed locking the two parts together. Once locked on they pulled on my trapped cock a few times to make sure that the device was not coming off in a hurry. As Noelle removed my blindfold she cooed, "I bet you can't wait to see the present we've got for you."

I raised my head as much as the ropes tying me to the bed would allow. I didn't really need to see the device to know that my cock was now securely locked into a cock cage.

"I suppose you want to know the combination." said Emma as she pulled a small folded piece of paper out of the box the padlock came in.

Written on it were the words 'Combination Inside - Do Not Lose'. Emma did not open it. Instead she put a match to one corner and watched it burn.

With an evil smile she said, "I don't think it will take you too long to get free as with five tumblers there are only 100,000 different possible combinations. So it shouldn't take you much more than a month or so to get through all the possibilities. Of course you just might stumble on the right one first go!"

With that she pulled up my thong, gave my balls another squeeze, wished me the best of luck and told me that at least I had a Birthday present that I could play with for a few weeks and would remember for the rest of my life.

After the girls untied me I took a closer look at my present. It was made of shiny stainless steel and there was no hope of cutting it off - and cutting off my balls was not an option. So there was no way that I was going to get it off without discovering the combination of the padlock. After I got home I tried a few combinations before going to bed and made a more serious effort the next day. But still no joy.

The first time that I ventured outside I was very conscious of the cage on my cock and was sure that everybody noticed the bulge in my pants. But after a few days, even at work, I forgot it was there - that is except when I had to sit down to do a pee.

Except for time out for work, plus sleeping eating and other chores, I spent most of my spare time working on trying all the different combinations. I reduced Emma's month or so to just over three weeks when at last I hit on the right combination - 81267. My patience had paid off. When I told the girls of my success Emma smiled and said that next time they'd have to get a normal padlock and lose the keys.

My bondage fantasies had become a reality. Was I disappointed with the outcome? No. Did I want 'a next time?' Well, perhaps. But I was not sure about the prospect of having my cock and balls permanently locked up!