Something new

When my girlfriend called me and said she really wanted to see me at her place tonight, I was very happy. We hadn't been able to spend quality time together for a long time. And here was a great opportunity—her parents had gone to their dacha for the whole weekend.

I got ready, bought flowers, candy, a bottle of good wine, and now I'm standing at her door, pressing the doorbell.

Yulia opened the door for me and let me into the apartment. She was wearing a short silk robe that accentuated her shapely bottom very well, and in its neckline, I could see her beautiful breasts... I was already anticipating a wonderful evening.

I

hugged her, kissed her, handed over the gifts, said something, and didn't even notice that her gaze had become different—a little sly.

When we went into her room, I tried to wrap her in my arms and start the love play, but I was very surprised when she gently but firmly pushed me away.

"You're so impatient. Wait a little. Today I've prepared something new for you," she cooed, and I again noticed a slight cunning in her eyes.

"Hmm, what could that be?" I asked with feigned surprise, playing along.

"You'll see. You go take a shower for now, and I'll prepare the bed," she smiled mysteriously again.

I took off my T-shirt, jeans, socks, and accompanied by a loud slap on the butt (she managed to get me, the little devil), I ran to the bathroom.

It turned out that while I was splashing in the bath, Yulia had spread two thick woolen blankets and five large sheets on the bed and hidden some surprise near the bed.

When I came out of the bathroom in all my glory, drying myself, she was already waiting for me.

"You probably want to rest after your shower?" She took my hand and led me into the bedroom.

Entering the bedroom, she turned so that my back was to the bed, hugged me, her hands stroking my back, and she pressed her lips to mine in a long kiss. My hands were meanwhile roaming her back, stroking her bottom... I parted the flaps of her robe, she untied the belt and threw it somewhere behind my back. I opened the now unrestrained flaps of the robe and was just about to touch my lips to her beautiful pink nipples when... She suddenly pushed me away again.

"I promised you something new," she placed her hands on my shoulders, and her stunning gray eyes looked straight into mine; I simply couldn't refuse. "That's good. Lie down on the bed like this."

She laid me down in the middle.

"Look what I came up with, we can do this," she wrapped one end of a sheet around me, "and like this." The other end of the sheet was tightly wrapped and tucked under my other side.

"Like this, lie still, or nothing will work out," my body was wrapped in the sheet up to about armpit level, she wrapped the sheet tightly around my legs, and tucked the remaining corner under my feet.

When she tried to wrap my arms with the second sheet, I raised them above my head, but she said my arms should lie along my body. I didn't understand anything, but since Yulia was speaking to me in complete seriousness, I obeyed her and didn't try to break free. She deftly wrapped my torso together with my arms in the second sheet, also tucking its ends tightly. I was wrapped from my neck to my knees. Meanwhile, Yulia moved lower and tightly swaddled my legs with the third sheet, snugly wrapping my feet. I was wrapped in this sheet from my fingertips to about stomach level.

I tried to move slightly, but nothing happened. If I had known what she had in mind—that I would lie completely motionless—I probably wouldn't have let her do this to me.

And Yulia took a scarf from the closet, folded it into a triangle, and began tying it around my head. After tying it tightly, she pulled the ends quite firmly behind my neck. Realizing her bad intentions, I started to resist, but it was too late...

She quickly and tightly swaddled me in the two remaining sheets, wrapping me from my feet to my neck, and tied the area around my arms with the belt from her robe that was lying on the bed. Then, taking another scarf and sitting on my legs so I wouldn't resist as much, she again tightly tied my head so I couldn't move it, wiggle, or turn it, and tied it again from behind so I couldn't move my head back and forth.

Then she took a large, wide roll of white gauze and began wrapping me in it from my feet to my neck. Slowly... in a thick, thick layer.

"Lie still, little boy, you shouldn't strain yourself like this after a bath; I want you to feel good," she said tenderly, continuing to wrap my body in gauze.

"Hey, what's going on, what kind of jokes are these??? Untie me immediately!!!" I tried to move, to break free with all my might, but the tight swaddling didn't allow me to.

"Okay, I'm tired of your shouting," Yulia took another roll of gauze and began wrapping my mouth and head. "There, now it's good."

My head was tightly packed in gauze over the scarves hiding it; only my nose and eyes remained open.

And she continued wrapping me. I tried to move my legs, my arms to hinder her, to mumble something, but nothing could stop her from finishing what she had planned. I was absolutely helpless in her hands, like a fly in a spider's web.

She wrapped me in gauze for a long time and thoroughly, applying layer after layer. It was clear she was getting immense pleasure from this; her eyes were simply shining.

She worked especially hard on my neck, practically connecting it with my head and shoulders; I couldn't turn my head left or right at all.

I gathered my strength again and tried to break free, but nothing happened; the cocoon holding me in its embrace only shifted slightly.

"Lie still, little one, not everything is done yet. To completely cure you, we need to try," Yulia cooed something tender to me and stroked my swaddled body.

"Oh, you must be cold!!!" she pretended to fuss and began swaddling me in the blankets I was lying on. I was already tightly wrapped in sheets and many layers of gauze, and now these blankets...

"Well, that's it, now we'll tie up our little girl so the blankets don't come undone," she said and, taking ribbons from her younger sister's closet, wrapped them around the resulting cocoon in many places, tying beautiful, fluffy bows.

Now I was exactly like a doll—tightly swaddled and tied with ribbons with pretty bows. I could only stare at her with wide eyes and mumble faintly.

"Now lie here alone for a bit; I'll be right back, I'll just bring some food; it's time to feed my little doll."

She left, and I remained lying on the bed. I absolutely couldn't move. I tried to turn on my side or stomach, to bend my legs, but it was all in vain... the thick blankets wouldn't let me bend. I lay like a little swaddled doll and meekly waited for my mommy.

After a while, Yulia came back. In her hands were a bib and a baby bottle with milk. She lifted my head and sat on the bed so that my head was on her lap. I tried to break free again...

"Now we're going to eat," she untied the gauze around my mouth.

"What the..."—and at that moment, she shoved the milk-filled nipple into my mouth.

I didn't like warm milk and resisted it in every way; it dripped from the corners of my lips. I still tried to squirm, but nothing worked.

"If you don't eat properly, I'll bring porridge," I slurped the warm milk with displeasure.

"Well, that's it! You asked for it! I'll have to feed you porridge after all," she brought liquid semolina porridge and began feeding it to me with a spoon.

I choked on the semolina porridge but somehow swallowed it, but Yulia gave it to me so quickly that I didn't have time to chew and swallow. The bib came in very handy.

I hate semolina porridge!!!! I wriggled in the swaddling like a worm, trying with all my might to turn my head, but Yulia was relentless.

"Eat well, don't fuss," she slapped me on the butt.

When I ate all the porridge, she laid me down and went to the kitchen. I was covered in porridge and milk.

"Look at you! You don't know how to behave at all!" Yulia soon returned. She took off my bib, wiped my mouth and cheeks. After that, she put a pacifier in my mouth and wrapped it with gauze again.

I began to whimper from my helplessness and humiliation.

"Hush, my little one, you must be sleepy?" Yulia cooed tenderly.

In protest, I tried to move and turn my head again.

"Sleep, baby," she slipped a blanket under me, wrapped me in it like an envelope, and covered my face with the top corner.

For a while longer, I tried helplessly to get out of the swaddling. My stifled sobs came from the cocoon.

"Shhh... Shhh... There, that's it, we've swaddled my little doll," Yulia rocked me tenderly.