Your hands are bound tightly above your head. You can't see through the darkness of the black blind fold over your eyes. It is so quiet you the dripping of water onto the hard wood floor. Drip. Drip. You hear a bottle open. The bottle cap hits the floor and echoes in the empty room. Foot steps slowly come towards you. The floors creak with each step. Your naked body lays there waiting. Waiting for some kind of sign on what the person in the room will do with you. Your nipples are hard waiting in fear. Or is it in anticipation? You feel a cold hard object against your foot. The water on the outside of the object coats your foot as it traces up and down the arch of your foot. Still no voices.
The object makes its way up your legs tracing the inside of your calf and then your thigh. The wet trail left behind is tickling your skin. You feel the ridges along the bottom of the object. You feel the rounded edges and the circular shape. In your mind you have determined it is a bottle. Maybe a beer bottle of some type. Suddenly you feel two rough hands. One on each of your thighs. The hands push your legs farther apart.
The cold object rubs around your bare pussy. You struggle in your restraints. The narrow end of the object glides up and down your unintentionally wet lips. Two rough fingers spread your lips and you feel the bottle inching towards the moist opening. The man teases you as the bottle twirls at the entrance of your pussy. Just when you thought you were going to get filled by this cold bottle, your hands are jerked and pull you to your knees. Your hands are now suspended from the ceiling. You sit on your knees as you feel a warm hard flicking tongue on your hard nipple. You jump from the startling sensation.
Suddenly a hard stinging slap stuns your ass. You hear a whisper in your ear "I didn't tell you you could move. Did I? Do not move unless I tell you to. Or else the punishment will be very harsh." All you can manage to moan is "Yes, Sir."
Your ass still stings as you feel the bottle around your clit. Soon the bottle is lined up with your tight hole. "Sit down on the bottle" the low voice grumbles. You hesitate as you slowly lower your body onto the cold bottle below you. In your ear you hear the voice command you to begin to fuck the bottle. "Please Sir. Don't make me. It is too big." Quickly he responds "FUCK THE BOTTLE NOW BEFORE I PUNISH YOU HARDER THAN BEFORE!"
A tear runs down your cheek as you slowly and emotionlessly rode up and down the bottle. His hands grab and squeeze your tits. Pulling on your hard nipples as he twists them. "Fuck the bottle." is whispered into your ear. You begin to ride it a little quicker but still seem to be emotionless. You feel the bed rock and shift as the man seemed to climb onto the bed.
Your head swivels trying to figure out what is going on until his hard cock slaps you on your face across your cheek. He grabs you by your hair and forces his cock into your mouth. Your eyes still covered and your hands are still bound above your head. Now you have this massive cock forced into your mouth. It barely fits into your mouth.