The first thing that you notice when you awaken is the smell of burning candles. What the fuck? Candles? The second thing you notice is that you are lying on a bed. How you came to be on a bed or how you got there escapes your memory. One thing you are certain of is that it's not in the safe haven of your own room. Trying to sit up, you find that you can't. Your hands have been shackled to the corners of the bed. You try and struggle free from the shackles, but find that they have been secured very tightly. When you move your legs, you find that your ankles have also been shackled to the corners of the bed. You try to kick your legs free, but find that the shackles are also secured tightly.
You are unable to see in front of you. It is pitch black. Whoever tied you to the bed put a mask on you as well. Not just any old sleep mask either. This mask is a full head one. You try to take a deep breath, but can't. There are only two small holes at your nostrils for you to breathe through. You can hear. Just. There are two little holes where your ears are to allow you to hear anything. Who the fuck did this? Who knows that one of your all time fantasies is to be tied down and blindfolded?
While you try and rack your brain as to who would do this to you, you feel a breeze float across the room. Your thoughts take another turn. If you can feel that breeze, you must surely be naked. Not only has this person tied you down so you cannot move, and put a hood over your head so you can't see them, they have also stripped you butt naked too. The thought of you lying there vulnerable to anyone makes you slightly aroused. You can feel your cock harden at the way your thoughts are going.
You hear a noise in the room. You are not alone here. You try and shout, but can't because of the tightness of the mask. All that comes out of your mouth is something that resembles a mumble to your ears. "Don't try and talk", you hear a woman's voice telling you. Maybe this woman has come to release you from your shackles and let you go. "You can scream and shout all you want. No one will hear you. Go ahead. Try it." You feel your skin go clammy as you start feeling a little apprehensive about this situation now. What if you have been brought here to be tortured and killed? No one would know where you were. No one. Your cock deflates slightly and you can actually hear the woman laughing at you.
The sound of heels pacing and moving all around the bed stops you from thinking about your unfortunate situation. Wait a minute. All around the bed? That must mean that the bed is situated smack bang in the middle of the room. There could be any number of people in that room and around the bed. You try again to struggle against the shackles and you hear the woman laughing at you again. "Are you a little scared? Are you wishing that you could be free? All in good time, lover. All in good time." The noise of a drawer opening to your left and the sound of someone rummaging through it make you turn your head. "This will do nicely I think." What will do nicely? You struggle even harder against the shackles. You begin to realise that there is no point in trying to struggle. You aren't going anywhere soon unless this woman releases you.
The woman walks around the bed and stops at your ankles. She loosens the shackles a little and you breathe a sigh of relief. Maybe this is it. Maybe she is finally going to let you go free. Unfortunately all that she does is move your legs slightly, so they are bent at the knees. She then refastens the shackles securely again. So much for getting loose. You feel the bottom of the bed depress slightly under the woman's weight. You can feel her make her way up towards you very slowly, moving between your legs. Faintly, you can hear a lid being opened and then closed a few seconds later.
The woman is now kneeling right below your cock. Her knees are pressing against your ass cheeks, making your legs fall open from the position that she has moved you into. She runs her hand over your cock and it makes an involuntary movement all on its own. Traitor. "Oh, You like that do you, lover?" You can't answer her. As much as you would like to answer her, you can't. She is just confirming what your cock already knows. She is turning you on. She wouldn't hear anything you said anyway.
She moves her hand lower to the crease between your partially spread ass cheeks. You start struggling against the shackles to get as far away from her as possible. "Don't try and struggle, lover. You'll only make this worse for yourself. A lot worse. I would just go with whatever I do to your body. After all, while I am in this room, your body belongs to me. To do with as I please." You realise that she is telling you the truth and stop struggling. Lying there you wonder what she will do to you next.