This story, also, isn't really bizarre but the results of what transpired within it were... unexpected. This girl I was (kind of) seeing had a thing for neck-ties. Over the phone, she told me to get dressed up fancy (with a neck-tie, dress shirt, dress pants, dress socks and silk boxers) and then handcuff myself to the bed and she would be over soon. I had a hell of a time achieving the self-cuffing feat but after several laborious attempts, I eventually succeed.
The girl told me she would be over in couple minutes so I laid there... helpless... immobile.... waiting. She kept me waiting for over an hour! I don't know if this has ever happened to any of you before but when you're restrained in the dark with nothing but your horny thoughts, it's like pure torture. It was worse than the actual tickling I eventually got.
Time passes SO slowly. All I could do was think about her sexy nylon feet and wait. Just so you know, one hour felt like 5. Oh... I should also tell you that the silk boxers made it 10 times worse. I don't think I have to explain why so I'll just move on. 🙂
Anyway, the "bizarre" part (if you will) was that I was actually turned on by being excited, wanting to be touched (or at least to touch myself) and not being able to. By the time I finally heard the door creak open and the deliberately slow clicking of her high-heels on my hardwood floor, I was absolutely insane with anticipation.