i was naive and met gary at his house. we met online, had been sexting and he’d convinced me to come over. he said all he wanted to do was eat me out and i was horny as hell so i agreed. gary was in his 40’s, kinda short, stocky with a gut and a round face. he told me to take my clothes off and lay on the bed. i did and then he asked me if he could pretend to tie me up, he’d tie me loosely so that i could get myself free if need be. i said that was fine as long as i could get out of it. he tied me loosely, spread eagle though my arms were pulled together behind my head. then lightning fast he suddenly yanked on the ropes bindings my wrists, tightening them so i couldn’t move my arms then he did the same to my feet and forced my underwear into my mouth so i couldn’t scream. shit, i thought. he laughed darkly and licked his lips. “now you stupid slut are allll mine. you shouldn’t trust strangers you know” he then put multiple towels under me and positioned himself between my legs, his face inches from my pussy.
“well look at that, your cunt is leaking wetness already, guess you like to be completely and totally helpless” he said smirking. he then began licking and sucking on my enlarged clit, slowly licking and sucking, savoring every moment. he moaned and licked and sucked. i tried with everything in me not to give into the growing pleasure i was feeling. i should not be feeling pleasure right now, i am being held captive against my will, i don’t want to give in. i hold out for as long as possible but he’d began sliding a finger inside me then another, slowly pushing them in and out as he sucked and licked. he picked up the pace with his fingers and i couldn’t hold it in any longer, i could hear his fingers squelching as he thrust them in and out of me and i let out a moan that was clouded by the gag. he chuckled into my cunt, “knew i’d getcha eventually, little slut. little sluts like you are so easy to break, so horny, always ready for use”. and buried his face back in and finger fucked me until i came all over his face and hand. he sat up triumphantly and licked his lips.
there was suddenly a knock at the door, he jumped up smiling and opened it up to a tall beefy man who gary welcomed into the room. this is bill he said, he likes to watch. bill sat in a lounge chair next to the bed, unzipped his pants and began stroking his long thick cock. gary lit a joint and said he would take the gag out if i promised not to scream. no one will be able to hear you and you’ll be punished if you do scream. i nodded and he took the gag out. he then held the joint to my lips so i could take a hit. i gratefully pulled hard on the joint and then just sat there, too scared to say anything at all, i couldn’t even plead for them to let me go. he gave me another hit and then handed it over to bill and returned to his spot between my legs. he began licking and sucking again. now high, my moans escaped me before i even thought about it. he kept sucking on me and eventually reached his hands up and began gently tickling my armpits, i pleaded with him to stop. he then began tickling me harder and faster so that i couldn’t help but to turn my whimpers into laughs, i hated being tickled. and for some reason the tickling made me cum hard. my orgasm rattled through me as i shrieked with laughter and moans. i expected him to stop but he just slowed down a little and kept going, forcing me to cum over and over as he tickled me mercilessly.
after what felt like forever the tickling and sucking stopped. gary pulled a butt plug out of his pocket and shoved it in my ass. he then placed a fuck machine between my legs and fitted it with a long thick vibrating dildo. he turned it on low and it began slowly pushing into my now sopping wet pussy. he then turned the machine up to medium, and turned the tv screen directly in front of the bed on which had porn playing louder than necessary. gary then set up a camera to record me and the two men then left the room laughing.
to be continued…
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