I am blindfolded. I am gagged. I've had nipple and cock and ball torture for about an hour. I am shackled to a St. Andrew's cross. I am half in sub-space, when the knock comes.
"Who could that be?" Mistress says.
I am bewildered. I cannot really hear what is going on down the hall at the doorway.
"And here is my slut," Mistress announces. "Say hello slut".
Of course I can't. I just gurgle something to the unknown new person while Mistress laughs.
"Look at this," a new soft feminine voice whispers. It must be a female! female. I am a little relieved, but still nervous about an unknown person.
"I see that he is all trussed up for me," the new feminine voice says. Someone pulls the clamp on my nipple. I strain against the shackles. A soft pair of hands cradles my face. "So vulnerable, isn't he, Mistress K."
A hand grabs my cock. The second voice whispers in my ear, "Nice rope work. If I take the gag off, you won't make too much noise, will you?" I shake my head. The gag come off. My jaw a little slack from all that time in the gag.
A finger traces my cheek and across my forehead. then it traces down the other cheek and lightly across my lips. My mouth goes slack. The finger a placed between my lips and is pushed in my mouth. My reaction is to softly close my lips around it. The finger is moved slowly in and out, like a small cock pumping my face. "Such a slut this one is", says the new voice.
Mistress chimes in "I've trained this slut for a while. He was sooooo straight when I met him. A straight man looking for a little kink. But he was always a slut inside. He just needed someone to let it out. And has he ever, isn't that right, slut?"
"Yes, Mistress" I answer.
"Ha, look at him now", the new voice says, "naked, shackled, tied, clamped, blindfolded and sucking on a strange finger. He likes it. Look how hard he is. He wants more. I wonder how far he will go?"
"Far" says Mistress, "he is prepared."
