Like almost every evening, I sit in front of my computer and relax while gambling with my international friends.
The game is entering the decisive phase, there is a lot of shouting, I have the sounds of the game and the voices of my fellow players on my ear. So I don't notice that my room door has opened and someone has sneaked into my room. Still concentrating on the game, a blindfold is suddenly put on without warning. Of course I am almost scared to death. In the next 5 seconds, as I gather myself, my wrists are deftly tied to the chair and before I can react, I can no longer move my hands. I finally manage to grasp the situation and start protesting, "Hello?! Who is this and what is this?!".
But no sooner have I spoken these words than a large ball is put in my mouth and fastened behind my head with a strap. No chance for me to protest further.
I feel myself being pulled away from the table with the chair about one meter and my headphones are taken off. The person stands up in front of me and pushes my legs apart. I try to resist, but it only earns me a slap in the face. Although it was not that strong, I became aware that I probably don't have much choice. I relax my thighs and notice how my legs are tied to the side of the chair.
So now I sit there, unable to move, listening to the sounds and trying to guess what would come next.
I can hear the sound of clothing falling to the floor, but can't place what it is exactly.
Shortly after, I feel the weight on my loins; the person must have sat down directly on my lap.
I still have my sweatpants on and suddenly notice how they slowly become wet. She starts to push her pelvis slowly back and forth and thus indirectly rubs my now stiffened cock between my belly and the sweatpants.
I feel her take her finger between her legs and start to pleasure herself. She moans lightly and bends forward so that her breath plays around my neck and face.
Her movements become wilder and her finger continues to work towards her climax. The feeling of the now wet sweatpants and her movement on my hard boyfriend is indescribably horny and I too want to moan, but only a muffled sound comes out through the gag in my mouth.
I feel her thighs start to squeeze together because of the upcoming orgasm and with a loud sigh she comes onto my lap.
She takes her time to collect herself again and slowly descend from me. I feel her finger under my nose and breathe in the feminine scent of her climax.
Then she lets go of me and lets me remain in the dark. I hear the door slam, then there is silence.
It takes about 15 minutes until I hear the door open again and footsteps approach my chair.
I feel my sweatpants slowly being pulled down. Since my legs are still attached, my pants only go to the middle of my thighs, but that is enough to expose my now flaccid shaft.
I feel the breath of her directly between my legs, but she makes no effort to take care of my best piece.
Instead, I suddenly feel a kind of string or ribbon being pulled under my balls and over the root. Like a penis ring, the string is now around my cock and my crown jewels. She pulls the cord a little tighter so that it will not come off on its own.
I feel a tug, apparently the cord is relatively long and lets her direct my best piece well even from a distance. To make it clear to me that she has the absolute say, she pulls a little harder on it and I feel the pulling slowly become a rather unpleasant pain.
I start to squirm and whine muffled through my gag.
She seems satisfied, loosens her tugging a bit accordingly and to my surprise she starts to release my handcuffs. When my first hand is free I try to grab my face and take off the blindfold. But immediately I feel the violent tugging on my balls and it is clear to me; I should not try something like this again. When my hands are free she leads both my arms behind my back and ties them there again. Still half sitting on the chair it's not really comfortable, but that doesn't really seem to bother her.
Slowly her hand wanders down my thighs and now starts to free my legs as well.
When these are also free, she means to me with a light pull on the leash that I should stand up. I obey and stand up with wobbly legs.
She walks out of my room, me on the leash in tow, and directs me to my living room. She places me somewhere in the middle of the room on the carpet and presses her knees into the back of my knees. I have no choice but to drop to my knees.
So I sit there with my hands behind my back and my mouth and eyes firmly closed. I feel how she builds herself up in front of me and slowly approaches. Again I hear her feminine scent and shortly after I feel how she presses her cleft into my face.
I would love to start licking, but I am still gagged and so I have no choice but to search her crotch with my nose and touch her clit with the tip of my nose.
Then finally I notice how slowly the band behind my head is loosened. Just before it's up, I feel her breath in my ear and hear a soft "shhhh" while at the same time she pulled admonishingly on the leash. It was clear to me what this meant and I give her a slight nod to let her know.
Finally the gag is pulled out of my mouth. I gasped a little, because a lot of saliva had accumulated behind the ball and made it hard to breathe.
But I could only enjoy my new freedom for a short time, because she was standing right in front of me again, I guess with two centimeters distance in front of my face. Slowly I bend over to satisfy her, but immediately I receive another slap. I shrink back and directly regret my impetuous manner.
Patiently I wait now, but she lets me fidget. I feel her finger as she starts to do it to herself again and right in front of my face. She moans and her finger, moving wildly, keeps poking at my lips.
After what feels like an eternity, she finally grabs the hair at the back of my head and presses me between her thighs, deep into her cleft. I start licking her and feel her start working her pelvis right away, encouraging my efforts.