When you arrive this time I can tell something is different about you. There is an air of superiority, determination, or something that I can’t quite put my finger on. You dispense with the small talk by coming to me and kissing me hard. Then you break away and pull two scarves out of your purse.
The first one, you tell me, is to be my blindfold. The second is for you to tie my hands behind my back. My heart starts pounding with excitement when I hear this. You inform me that you are now taking control and that I’m to answer only when spoken to directly and then you ask me if I understand. I say that I do as I feel the precum already rolling out of my hardening cock.
You then order me to the bedroom where you have me strip there in front of you before you apply the blindfold and restraint. By the time I’m undressed my dick is fully hard and indeed leaking cum from the tip. You then put the blindfold on me making sure it is secure and that I can’t see. Next, you tie my hands behind my back with the other scarf once again making sure it is secure and that they can’t slip out.
Now that I’m helpless you tell me that you’re ready to begin and that my first order is to kneel and remain there until told otherwise. I hear you leave the room and walk across the kitchen then open the door. My heart is still pounding and I’m hoping that you’re not going to just leave.
Then you come back in and I can tell you’re not alone because now I hear two sets of footsteps coming to the bedroom and I think I know who it is. This time you brought your husband with you. We’ve talked about his and my bisexuality before and you know I’ll do anything you say to give you pleasure. Suddenly, I can feel you both standing in front of me yet neither of you has said a word and I dare not speak. I feel myself blush at the thought of how I must look kneeling naked with my hard drooling cock sticking out, blindfolded with my hands tied behind my back. An object.
At the same time I feel a renewed load of cum roll through my dick and slowly dribble out the head. My heart is truly racing now as I wonder what it is you’ll have me do first. I hear the unmistakable sound of someone taking their clothes off and I know it’s him since you have barely anything on to begin with. Then I hear mechanical sounds which I eventually discern to be a videotape being put into a camera followed by what I assume to be the camera being set up and turned on.