What happened last:
Martin, a 30+ year old caucasian guy, decided to visit his friend, Seradona, a stunning black lady with an asian touch, in the US. The two met 15 years earlier on a trip to Brazil and have been chatting frequently over the years, also about some dirty fantasies. Martin was hoping to get a lot of dirty sex during his trip, however Seradona had a different plan.
On the way from the airport back to her place, she stopped on a side street. She tied Martin to the seat of the car and played with oil on his white cock. Being sexually very skilled and educated on human desires and weaknesses, she also tested out various plays on other parts of his body, to learn what has the biggest momentum in terms of making him ready to shoot his load. Her skilled hand edged him silly and by the end of the session she convinced him to get locked up in a chastity belt, with a promised orgasm in the future. Furthermore, she reminded him about the 'unlimited humiliation' he asked her in his fantasy-talk and that she wants to test the limits of 'white horny pigs' like Martin.
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Minutes later we were driving in the car again, I was fully clothed and it was kind of surreal. I remember that I briefly doubted if 'this all ' just happened. I was certain however, when I touched down to my crotch and could feel the hard metal device sitting there. Suddenly I started to get a bit scared. What have I just agreed to? Is this just a play for the afternoon? When will our dirty sex start? Are this going to be ugly holiday?
Seradona realized I was uneasy. "Oh baby, do you get used to your new friend?" she laughed. "Don't be worried, it will be a lot of fun!"
I was unsure what to say, but decided to act self-confident. "Seradona, sweetheart... just that you know, I am so horny and the moment you let me out here, I will do all the things you dreamed about," I said with a smile which I had to force on my face.
She laughed out loud, "Sure you will and I am looking forward to it, but don't forget who decides when this will be."
I wanted to protest, but she grabbed one of my nipples and squeezed it firmly for only a very short time and rolled it between her thumb and index finger nails. As she let go, I could already feel my little friend growing indefensible and hitting the metal bars. "Don't forget, don't forget, little piggys," she said with a big smile.
My confidence was gone but my dick seemed to grow and grow and it sincerely started to hurt. At this second, Seradona pulled into a carpark and I was distracted for a moment from my discomfort.
"Here we are," she called out with a friendly smile. I grabbed my bag from the pickup and followed her inside the house. She started to act as if all would be normal and so did I. She showed me the fairly big two story house with a nice back garden and a fireplace inside. The views were wide and it seemed like there were no immediate neighbours. There was one large main bed-room and on the quick tour through the house, I could not spot any other rooms with guest-bed. My hopes went up that there is a place for me reserved in the master bed-room and a bit of action tonight. I was not wrong with that, although it played out a bit differently as I would find out soon.
I unpacked and prepared food, Seradona had bought previously. We had a lovely dinner with a glass of wine and were chatting as if we would have been close-friends since ever. It was very nice to be there and I also forgot partially about the chastity device which firmly secured by dick. Post-dinner, Seradona got up and walked over to my side and gave me a hug from the back.
"I am so glad that you are finally here and we can touch each other," she whispered with a soft voice. "Are you tired, or do you want to take the next step?" she asked.
What a question, I thought, finally, I get this black beauty and we will be doing it everywhere in the house. "Let's start," I answered with desperation.
As if it was prepared previously, she took a blindfold out and put it over my eyes. "Follow me." She helped me up and guided me through the room towards the cozy fireplace. She let me stand there for a second and opened up something with a hitch, which made a fair amount of noise. She guided me towards a pillar in front of the fireplace and made me sit down on some sort of chair, she must have opened up from the side of the pillar. The seat and also the back was padded and I got myself comfortable, leaning towards the pillar, letting my hands hang down on both sides. I didn't know where she was at the time, but I waited patiently to see where this was going. I was hoping she would emerge between my legs and suck me off while watching me with her big eyes. In the past, when we talked about our fantasies, sexual desires and experiences, she claimed to be an expert in giving head. I could not wait to feel it in reality.
The next thing I felt was her grabbing both of my arms from the back and securing them behind the pillar using a leather-strap. I was already exposed again and I felt my pulse rise. However, she started to use different lather straps to secure me tighter. One went over my chest, pulling me towards the pillar, two secured my ankles and as if this would not have been enough, she added another two at my chin and forehead to totally immobilize my head. Then she added a ball gag to my mouth to add to the misery. I was literally strapped from head till toe to this concrete pillar. As a last step, she used a lot of duct-tape to paste all my fingers and my entire hand together so that both hands became kind of a duct-tape-ball each.
