The feeling of rope around my body, binding me naked to this..
🕑 Added 2020-09-24 12:18:33 +0000 UTC
The feeling of rope around my body, binding me naked to this chair is making me leak pleasure. This has been on my fantasy list for a long time. Being tied up, naked, while our kink friends are over and having everybody ignore me, or inspect me closely, that is up to Sir. I don’t know whether this should be punishment or pleasure but I am sure feeling horny. I just hope that Sir will fuck me later tonight, maybe while the friends watch.
Friends start arriving and Sir greets them at the door.
“How have you been Susan?” Sir asks one of our closest friends.
“I’ve been well! Happy to see you!” Susan replies back.
I am so ancy. I feel the sweat gathering on my forehead and on my back. I am nervous and excited. What if I embarrass myself? What if I look stupid? Oh shush up already, I wanted this and Sir made me beg for this. He wouldn’t let something happen if it would damage me.
More people enter the house, I still can’t see them as they are in another room. I hear Sir give instructions.
“Now, Piggy is tied up to a chair in the room. She is not to be talked to. Either ignore her or inspect her but do not talk to her or give her good treatment. She is an object tonight.”
I felt myself pour juices even more hearing those words. Sir’s voice plus his dominance is such a turn on.
As guests enter the room, I watch some stare at me and others not give me a glance. Tony, one of Sir’s friends comes over and stalks around me slowly, looking down at me. I feel him look at every single inch of my body, inspecting it, before he walks away to join our friends in the main room. I don’t even get to face the group of friends. I’m facing away, I don’t get the pleasure of watching everyone have fun.
Throughout the night, people come and inspect me. Some up closely, some from further away. Some drag their fingers along my skin, others decide to just drag their eyes.
Sir even makes an appearance. He runs his finger from my neck all the way down my stomach and to my thigh before tracing back up and grabbing some of my wetness that has been pooling. He admires it and looks proud. I hope that means for a good fucking tonight. I hope I get to cum tonight.
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