My little cousin was kinky as hell

My cousin Sage is 9 years younger than I am so I babysat her a lot as a teenager. I didn't mind doing it because frankly she was a fun, creative kid who enjoyed thinking up her own games to play. One of those games she came up with involved her being a superheroine or sidekick and I'd play a villain who captures her. After a few minutes I'd switch roles to a hero, beat myself up, and save her. I liked comic books and stuff so I had some fun with it too.

She seemed to like that game a lot and she wanted to play it more and more often. One day when I was babysitting and she was 6, her parents left and I went up into her bedroom to find her sitting on the floor in her nightgown and she had tied her ankles together with a bathrobe draw string. I asked her what she was doing and she said she was "making the game more fun". I'll admit that I found it a little arousing, especially when she shuffled around, put her hands behind her back, and asked me to tie them.

I did so with one of her dad's neckties but not tightly. She got out of it easily and demanded that I tie them tighter. She flopped around on the floor for several minutes trying to get out and couldn't. Then she flipped onto her side and said "Aren't you going to rescue me yet"?

This went on for more than a year and each time we played the game I added more wrinkles, convinced each time that she would complain and not want to play anymore but it never happened. I hogtied her, gagged her, tied her to her bed, trussed her up and locked her in her closet....it was never too much for her. As I realized how much she liked being tied up I realized how much I loved tying her up. But I also realized how it would look if anyone realized what we were doing. So I started finding excuses not to see her.

For many years I lived with this not knowing what kind of effect our games were having on Sage. What I do know is that as I watched her grow and develop my desire to tie her up grew and grew until I couldn't sleep at night without first jerking off thinking about her soft young body tightly trussed up. In her nightgown, in her panties, naked. She's17 now and I haven't touched her like that in years, but I've been fucking her in my mind for all these years.

She enjoyed being tightly bound and manhandled at a young age. I wonder if her desires have grown along with her. I have a harness ballgag, leather armbinders, and a chastity belt with her name on it waiting to find out.

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