Masturbation is the only way I can relax. Being a virgin at the age of 18 I’m a very regular masturbater and very skilled at the art of being silent. I’ve bought a small bullet vibrator, and the littlest dildo I could find, just as a starter and I love to use them, but there is something about just using my finger as I did for years. Feeling my hard clit beneath the end of my finger, imagining its a tongue touching me just the way I like, there is nothing better. On days or nights when no one is home I do bring out my beloved toys though. They always pry a few squeaks from me that would alert everyone else in my house.
My resent issue has been lack of inspiration to think of. Any of you ladies have something for me to think on? Being decidedly pansexual and extremely open minded I have only one fantasy. Being tied, hands behind my back, pushing out my perk breasts, ankles tied to the legs of the wooden chair I’m sitting in, and a blind fold to heighten my other senses. I can imagine finger tips over my breasts, slowly touching my extremely sensitive nipples, gently at first, then licking, sucking, and biting. Oh I just want to feel a tongue too, down below, helpless to do anything. What do you guys think?
A letter appears in your post from an unknown source inviting you to a belated surprise party at a London hotel, with instructions to come alone and be ready to be picked up that evening, around 8PM.
A taxi arrives and the driver gives you an eye-shield to put on. You are not one to scare easily, but this does cause tingles of apprehension up and down your spine and you think about making a run for it.
All the driver says is “Ron told me to take you and ask no questions.”
At the mention of my name, you relax and are prepared to go along with whatever has been planned for you.
Not a word was spoken throughout the journey by either of you and your ears are straining to get clues of your location, but knowing that I am behind it your pussy is getting damp with excited anticipation….
Half an hour later, the taxi driver escorts you from the cab to the hotel, still blindfold, and upstairs to your room.
Suddenly you are grabbed by three of four pairs of hands and are spread out unceremoniously onto what you can just make out to be a four-poster bed: a large one.
The blindfold is reinforced and you are gagged by strong, rough hands and tied like a starfish to the posts of the bed.
You are not sure at this stage whether to be frightened or not, but as you have been told that I am behind it you know that I would never allow any harm to come to you. At this thought, your pussy gives an involuntary twitch or two and increases its delicious wetness.
Those same rough and horny hands proceed to divest you of your clothing, carefully but completely, and you are soon completely naked and helpless, but with such anticipatory awareness of what is likely to happen to you – and you are not wrong!
Two of the unseen men start on your boobs, taking a nipple each and sucking for England, whilst another parts your pussy lips roughly an