A fantasy

As we kiss, you lead me to the living room, to the couch and kiss me so deeply I do not notice what you are doing. Before I can say a word, my hand has been tied to the table leg. I look at you, questions in my eyes but I do not ask them. I trust you. I see that the table has a warm blanket placed on top of it, to cover the cold marble tiles. You kiss me again, so deeply I forget about my surroundings, forget about being bound to the table. You have my dress off so quickly, it does not interrupt our passion, and then my bra, but leave my thong and heels. I move to reach for you, but you sit me on the table, you lie me down. My other hand is bound above my head, and you readjust my other hand, for my comfort. Tying a scarf around my eyes, I relax. You stuff a ring gag into my mouth, I try to protest but you have become an expert at getting it on me so quickly. All that can be heard of my protests are the occasional groan. “Just relax, you will enjoy this” is the last thing you say before you attach my headphones, with porn playing loudly through them. I try to relax my body, I know you, I trust you. You disappear for what feels like forever.

Then I feel the leather trail along my body. You flip me over; I cannot figure out why my arms have not twisted. You bend my knees, so my bottom is high in the air, and then I feel it. The sharp pain that explodes on my right cheek takes me by surprise. I groan, in pain and exquisite pleasure as each cheek gets fourteen strokes each from the belt. You lift my face up, and insert your cock into my mouth. Soon I am sucking on your beautiful cock when I suddenly feel something on my rose bud. I panic, wondering how you can be doing this. Then I realise it is a tongue, and that we are not alone. Inside I freeze, knowing that there is someone else in the room, that I am exposed to a stranger but I relax as they work on my rosebud. I moan in pleasure from the sensations. Then it stops, it disappears. The pleasure I was feeling has been replaced by a searing pain. Damn, I had thought I had hidden those butterfly clamps. They hang from my tender nipples and every move sends a wave of pain though my breasts. But the pain is soon balanced out with the sensation of being licked, of having my clit paid attention to.

they pull my hair back, making it easier for you to put your full length in my throat. Then you are gone and so are the butterfly clamps. But before I can take a breath, a longer thinner cock is in my mouth. The pressure on my hair has not changed…. How many are there... how many people are in the room waiting… watching… enjoying this.

My sensitive nipples have the blood rubbed back into them making me scream, letting the person in front of me get their cock all the way into my throat. At the same time the person behind me enters my dripping wet pussy, thrusting hard. This goes on for what feels like forever, with an increasing pressure on my rose bud. Then it happens. Someone slips a finger in, exploring, moving their finger in and out. The feelings coursing through my body are exquisite, overwhelming.

Then it stops, I am empty and I am spun onto my back, the ring gag removed. Before I can say a word though, not that it would matter, I wouldn’t be able to hear the response, someone sits on my face. My instinct is to probe with my tongue and I find that it’s a wet pussy straddling my face. I start to pleasure this stranger, hoping I would be allowed some air if I did a good job. Her squirms encourage me, that I am going a good job. Then a weight is on top of me, it isn’t you, I know how it feels when you are on top. Filling me, and making me gasp I work harder with my tongue and mouth. Just as her movements become synchronised with the man who is on top of me, there’s another pressure on my rose bud. It doesn’t feel like a finger this time, and sure enough you thrust in, gentle yet firm, rough yet caring. At the same moment, my nipples are sucked into 2 different mouths.

I stop fighting my bonds and begin to enjoy the moment, enjoy being used. They all swap positions over the next while, each coming in me using me as a sperm bank. Then after a while, once my energy begins to dwindle it comes to an end. All those in the room, they use me one last time having opened my mouth forcefully with the ring gag, i have several peoples cum squirt suddenly into my mouth. I swallow slowly, carefully. Not letting a single drop fall.

You come back into the room a little while later, having shown everybody who was there out and make me orgasm one last time. Kissing softly up my body you remove the ring gag and the headphones. “you enjoy that baby?” you whisper while sensually trailing your fingers up and down my bruised and used body. I say yes just loud enough for you to hear. Then you move away just for a second, and come back to untie my bonds. Rubbing my wrists while sitting me up gently, leaning my body into yours. Kissing my forehead while untying the scarf blinding me. I blink, letting my eyes readjust to the light, and that’s when I see them…. The reason you took so long at the beginning. I see the cameras that are pointed right at us, that are no longer recording