What was that? My mind was racing but I was not sure what was going on. Why couldn't I see anything? Why couldn't I move my arms? As I wondered what was going on, it all began to rush back to my memory very quickly. My lover had done this to me, and I hate her for it, I hate being in this position, on my hands and knees tied down to a bed, eyes blindfolded awaiting her return. But now, just as her plan went, I had no choice. How long had I been unconscious for?
The last thing I could remember was her telling me what she was going to do to me. I remember drinking this juice she made for me, which must have been how she got me unconscious, but as it was taking it's affect she described in detail what was going to happen to me, and I was scared and intrigued.
As I thought about it more and more, my cock began to get hard. I did not want it to happen or did I? Did I like the idea of what she said she was going to force me to do? I did not have time to think about it as I heard someone opening the door...
"How are you feeling my little slut?" "You look so hot in our bed dressed up like that, oh but you don't even know how you look! Do you remember what I said you would be wearing?"
As she said this, I did remember, but I was not sure if I wanted to. She said I was going to be wearing a small black skirt, with no underwear...that's all. I now felt the skirt around my waste and could feel my dick hitting the front of it. Was she really going to go through with her plan?
"Your ass looks so good up like that. I can't wait to play with it. Would you like that my little slut? Would you like to have your dirty asshole played with? While you were unconscious I gave you an enema so it is somewhat cleaned out on the inside, but not too much. Being dirty is part of the fun isn't it?"
With that comment I felt her moving closer to me, her hand on my foot, moving slowly up my calf, up to my thigh...closer to my crotch...she touched the underside of my balls...slid her finger up higher...but wait...not there....to my ass...ahhhhAHHH
She shoved one of her unlubed fingers into my ass.
"Does my little slut like having his ass invaded by my unlubed finger? Does it hurt? I bet it does. But I also bet that's why you like it!" Damn her. She knew me too well...it did hurt but I liked it.
I wish I did not know what was coming next. She walked around me, keeping her fingers up my ass, twisting them as she went around. When she got to the front of me, I hot slapped in my face by something I had never thought she would use.
The strap-on felt like it was big, it's weight hit my cheek with a decent amount of force. My eyes were still covered, but she had been talking about getting one of these to fuck me with, but I had never thought she would be true to her words. She brushed her fake cock against my lips, and slapped my face twice with it, once each way.
"Open up and suck my cock bitch!" I froze, did she actually want me to such that fake cock?
"Open the fuck up or I will shove it into your ass dry like it is right now! Come on lube it up."
Slowly I began to open my mouth, but she didn't wait for me to get prepared for her cock, and she shoved it in my mouth as far back as it could go until I began to gag.
