chapter 1 ... the tie that binds

I can't help it.

Whenever we meet my hands immediately go to your belly, I simply can't resist the pull of it, needing to touch it whenever I'm near you.

"Stand for me my sweet fat man," I whisper, gently commanding you to rise and I see you are completely naked as am I.

Perfect.

Oh yes, the bigger your belly has grown, the more its gravity attracts me, my own pleasure planet, drawing me into your orbit as I circumnavigate your equator, exploring it with my lips and fingertips taking special care to explore that deep cavernous navel, circling it delicately with my finger, delighted at its increasing deepness...spelunking its vaginal-like depths.

I smile as you gasp, my fingers disappearing into your belly fat gauging your growth. I gently push upwards on your belly and watch your navel turn from a slit to a deep round circle.

Releasing your soft fat the slit returns as your belly fat ripples liquid-like.

"Yes baby, you are so wonderfully fat, look how deep you are!" I see you wince briefly, the pressure is intense as your navel is violated, and as you hold the sides I know you are feeling the ball of flesh and fat we have created widen between them as I push into you.

I then smile my crooked smile that I know makes you nervous and, reaching behind you, choose the soft yet strong length of rope I have hidden from you, and as I walk around your deliciously fattened form, I trail the rope against your bare skin.

My tease is sensual and the sensation makes you acutely aware of the size and shape of your immense protruding abdomen.

Moving around in front of you I kiss your neck as I place the rope between your breasts and belly. Because of your soft chest and distended abdomen, the rope stays in place as I continue around behind you. My heart beat begins to accelerate.

I place the ends of the rope across your broad shoulders. I take the opportunity to press myself against your back and kiss your soft rolls, my hardening nipples gently raking the soft fat padding your back.

You are curious where the rope goes next but you stay still because you are enjoying this as much as I am.

I wrap the rope around your shoulders and chest in an x shape, wrapping the rope around itself in the middle of your chest and back, crossing them to create a handle.

My wrapping is slow and methodical, we are close enough to feel each other's breath.

I walk around you, inspecting each inch of your soft bulging flesh as I bind you, pulling the rope tight and knotting it at your back out of your reach.

"Yes baby, this is new," and as I come around again within reach you lean forward to kiss me but as you do the rope tightens almost cruelly, accentuating your breasts and belly...the surprised expression on your face telling me you are finding the sensation incredibly erotic as do I.

I grow wet as I watch your fat breasts and belly strain against the soft fabric of the rope, but there's more. With the remaining rope, I loop it above and below your great belly, framing it, forcing it outwards making it look twice as big.

You grunt as I cinch the carefully knotted rope under your belly, deep up into your underbelly fold, creating a huge sagging apron of soft fat that I know you can feel on the front of your thighs. I slip my hand in front of them and feel the soft inner side of your apron pressing against the back of my arm, the tips of my fingers quickly brush your stiffening manhood and I am pleased.

"Lift your arms baby," I whisper softly and as you obey I feel your apron rise, freeing my arm and all your fat shifts magically. My legs grow weak I am becoming so aroused, watching your now exposed cock thrusting out of its surrounding pubic fat.

"Give me your hands" I whisper into your ear from behind you. I kiss your back as you again obey and with the very last bit of soft rope I gently bind your hands behind your back. Now you are helpless and completely reliant on me. I continue around you to gaze upon your fatness now fully on display for me. A trickle of warmth runs down my inner thighs as I inspect what I have done.

"You are so fat, look at you. Such a good boy, now come with me." I grab onto where the rope crosses between your breasts and walking backwards, slowly lead you to the bedroom, my eyes on the great swag of underbelly fat bobbing at every ponderous step.

"You know, you look like the dominant one, so solid, tall, big build. Anyone who saw us together would assume that you were my Dom. Never in a million years would they guess that when I get you home, I strip you down and tie you up for my pleasure".

You are silent, eyes closed focusing on the sensations of your fat, tightly bound belly and breasts.

I reach toward you and press your bulging apron down so that at every step your underbelly slides against your erect manhood, sliding in the precum I see glistening down there. At every step your grotesquely enhanced apron bobs downwards pushing against it, a maddening combination of discomfort and incredible pleasure.

This is my gift to you for allowing me to do this to your body, fattening you, pleasuring you. Never before have you felt so fat, the ropes binding your body causing your fat to bulge in such unusual directions, your skin tingling from the newly forced stretching.

We reach the bedroom and I line you up with the bed. I look deep into your eyes and ask "Do you trust me? "

You nod, your arousal complete, loving what I'm doing to you, loving that your fattened and bound body arouses us both. But because your hands are tied, I help lower you to the bed. I grab again the rope crossing between your breasts and help ease you into a sitting position, your trussed belly pushing out and down forcing your thighs wide.

I help swing your legs up and with the help of pillows you recline, the bed creaking from your huge recent gains, your tightly bound stomach now protruding high in the air.

The binding above and below is forcing your belly, usually soft and flaccid when not gorged, now into a huge mound rising above your fat almost woman-like breasts. You gasp as you see yourself.

I nod, "Imagine what you will look like if you were full and your intestines inflated" I tease, watching your erection throbbing, aching to be encapsulated.

"Mount me please" you beg softly.

I can't resist the need in your eyes and the urgency of your whisper, I am just barely holding at the brink myself, my deepest place begging for impalement on your hardness.

Straddling you, I center myself easily since your bound belly keeps your manhood from being buried in fat. And with your hands still bound behind you, I grasp the rope between your breasts and pull myself onto you, relaxing so you easily penetrate my center, sliding into me warm and thick.

You grunt animal like as I slowly lower myself onto your erect manhood, settling into the saddle created between your great belly and thighs, my firm mons pressing away the last of the fat shrouding your cock. We are closer together and you are deeper into me than ever before, even before I started aggressively fattening you.

You are now completely inside me... "Don't move " you gasp "This is amazing."

I lean back my head as I keep holding on to the rope. "I won't move " I moan in answer. I can feel my muscles rhythmically clenching and releasing, milking you as the rest of my body trembles but refuses to move.

I feel your belly spilling over my warm thighs, my small round belly against your tightly bound one. The rope deep under your belly and the large knot I carefully centered on it is now hard and tight and pressing against your cum muscles. The sensations we are experiencing overwhelmingly arousing, my every inner clench as I slide on your shaft driving us closer to our peaks.

"I'm close" you gasp, and I too am ready to release as well...seconds away. I can only nod my head in agreement, feeling my orgasm closing in and surrounding me, radiating from my groin outwards to the tips of my toes and the top of my head.

With the rope grasped tightly in my hands I pull my arms all the way toward me and feel your entire upper body move. Your belly raising and your manhood suddenly striking that magical spot deep within me.

I pant and gasp and struggle to cry out, but my orgasm is so intense I am mute for what seems like long minutes.

My eruptions trigger yours and you explode up into me, your spasms tightening your bondage so that it feels like your body is swelling like a balloon as you release, almost fainting as I milk you with my inner muscles, the combination trebling the length of your orgasm. Finished, I collapse onto your poor abused body, fumbling to untie you as waves of pleasure cascaded up and down our bodies.

"That was amazing," you sigh, "let's do it again."

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