I remember walking to the store and getting my milk. I remember checking out and starting my walk back home. Then suddenly I remember hands grabbing me and the world going dark the words whispered in my ear "Good night little toy".
When I awoke the room was dark. There was a light flashing from a monitor. I was tied to a futon eagle spread, my legs spread open. My shoes were gone, but my clothes were still on. The door open and light flooded in. I blinked my eyes as a figure stepped in the room and shut the door. He was a shadow to me. He picked a knife up off his desk and sat next to me on the bed. He leaned in his beard tickled my ear and I jumped a little and he laughed.
"Nice to finally meet you, my little toy." He ran the knife over my legs and till it reached my shorts. Thoughts flashed through my head. There was only one person in the world that called me that. We had been talking over the internet for months now and here I was tied to his bed. My heart fluttered in fear and nervousness, but at the same time, I felt my familiar ache rise up in my pussy. I let out a small moan and whimpered. He slid the knife and I felt my shorts give away to the sharp edge and he tore away my clothing from me leaving me with only my underwear. His hand went into my panties and ran one finger up my slit feeling the wetness that was leaking out. I squirmed lifting up trying to get his finger in side of me.
"You little whore." I closed my eyes and blushed knowing his words to be true. He then cut off my bra and panties leaving me naked. He got up and rummaged through his drawers. I saw his smile when he found what he needed. He sat down again next to me.
"I have something for you little cunt." I could feel my pussy twitch as he called me that name. My eyes fluttered and my clit begged to be touched. While I was lost in my head I felt him slide something tiny into my little wet pussy. He then covered my eyes with a blindfold.
"Here is the deal little toy, right now I want to hear your little whimpers and moans. So you can have some pleasure, but I wouldn't suggest cumming.
"Understand?" I quickly nodded. Then he was gone. I lay on the bed barely able to move. I could feel my body alive with pleasure. My nipples ached to be touched and my cunt that dripped onto his sheets. Then suddenly it came to life. I jumped and squealed with surprise. I heard a laugh come from somewhere in the room. I was left to my head and my achy little cunt. The vibrator went to town working on my insides. I moaned and whimpered. I wanted something playing with me. I twisted against my bonds just wishing I could slide my hands down and play with myself. My clit ached for something against it. I felt a puddle forming beneath me. My breaths became shallow. I don't know how long I lay on that bed twisting and aching. I just wanted to be played with and fucked. Those were the only thoughts that I could form in my brain.
