Disclaimer: This a work of fiction. It is not real. It did not/will not happen in real life and should not be mistaken as such.
Chapter Ten: Look What You Made Me Do
Starring Taylor Swift
Codes: MF, Cons, Bondage, Femdom, Footjob, Oral
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2018
"Cole! Hurry up! I need to head out in a minute!" Taylor said, calling out to him across her lavish hotel suite.
"Coming! I'll be there in a sec!" Cole called back as he finished washing his hands and exited the bathroom.
"There is just one thing I'd like to check before we go." Said Taylor, greeting him with a kiss and leading him to the bedroom. "It's in here."
Cole followed her, staring at the king-sized bed as he entered. Atop the crisp white sheets were four black ropes, specifically designed for some erotic fun. Each was secured to a various part of the bedframe. He was surprised to see them there.
He looked at Taylor questioningly and asked, "I thought we were going to wait until you got home to try them out?"
"We were, but I was just so excited to try them out that I didn't want to wait a week." Taylor was looking at him slyly, almost as if she was embarrassed by this obvious display of eroticism. "I'm just not sure I set them up correctly. Could you maybe try them out for me? Just to see."
They'd talked about using the ropes, but they hadn't decided who was going to be tied up first. By this point, Cole knew Taylor well enough to tell when she had that look in her eye. After all, she had been the one to purchase the ropes and initiate the conversation. It was clear from her expression that she was excited to tie up her lover tonight and have her way with him. The idea excited him as well, especially after watching her perform onstage for over two hours. Besides, he could always tie her up another night.
"Happy to Swift."
He clambered onto the bed, but Taylor stopped him. "You can't do it with clothes on! Get naked real quick. I want a crystal-clear image of what we are going to be doing after the show. That way I can picture it the entire time."
Cole liked the sound of that so he quickly stripped and laid on the bed, fitting a rope around each ankle and then each wrist. He laid flat on his back, arms and legs outstretched in a spread-eagle position.
"Is this what you were imagining?"
"Let me see." Said Taylor, tightening the ropes around his ankles and then the ones around his wrists. "Ok. Secure. Try giving them a tug."
Cole moved his limbs, straining fairly hard against his restraints. They were very snug. He wasn't going anywhere. "I think they're good Swift."
Taylor flashed a mischievous grin as she sat down on the bed next to him. Her fingers lightly trailed along his upper thigh, inching slowly to his groin. At her delicate touch, Cole could feel himself getting hard. Taylor looked down at his swelling manhood and cocked an eyebrow in his direction. Cole shrugged unapologetically.
"Maybe I have a little bit more time..." Said Taylor, taking hold of his shaft and beginning to stroke it gently.
As Cole felt her hold tighten around his erection, he inadvertently struggled against his bonds, wanting to reach out and touch her. Hearing the stretch of the ropes, Taylor cast a lazy glance his way to watch him strain. She smiled even wider and increased the speed of her tugging. Soon he was as hard as a rock in her fist. She leaned over his rigid pole, puckered her lips and allowed a thick long stream of spittle to escape from in-between them. Cole felt the warm liquid hit his crown and roll down his shaft. Taylor let the saliva ooze down his shaft until it came to rest on his tightening scrotum. She gripped him again, now stroking hard and fast with her slick palm. Cole bucked his hips, unable to move anything else. Taylor quickly spat into her other hand before grabbing him with it as well. She worked both arms, hands gliding back and forth over his pole at top speed. Doubling fisting his cock, she looked directly at him with narrowed eyes, biting her lower lip. It was a look daring him to cum as she worked his wang like she would a Shake-Weight.
"If you want to cum Cole, you have to do it right now. Please cum for me. Cum for me right now and when we get back, I'll let you do whatever you want to me. You can tie me up, have your way with me. Any position. Any hole. As rough as you want. Any way you want it. Please just cum for me! Right now!"
Cole had only just flown in to see Taylor. This had been their first interaction in over two weeks and as the implications of her words penetrated his foggy brain, he found himself stiffening even further. He was already reaching his peak. Instead of holding back, he was just going to release.
"Yes! Swift! Keep going!" He cried out.
"Ready to cum?" She asked, her voice little more than a whisper.
Cole nodded, grunting his approval. His cock was fit to burst, testicles swelling, ready to release his sticky seed all over her hands. He closed his eyes and that's when he felt her let go of his aching prick. He waited the briefest of moments, expecting to feel her warm mouth or possibly even her wet pussy. When nothing happened, he opened his eyes. Cole blinked and looked at her questioningly.
"Uhhh, Swift?" He asked with a note of desperation in his voice.
"You just stay like that until I get back." Said Taylor, standing up and cleaning her hands off with a wet-wipe.
"What?!? What do you mean?" He asked, panic creeping into his tone. "Aren't I coming with you to the show?"
Taylor threw her head back and gave a trilling laugh. "No. You most certainly are not. You are going to stay right here, tied to this bed like the fucktoy you are, my fucktoy. All that cum churning around in your balls right now will wait to be released later when I say so. If I say so."
"Now wait one-minute Swift-" Cole started to say, but she leaned in close and whispered.
"When I get back, I'm going to do whatever I want to you and you'll have absolutely no say in it."
Cole was torn between the prospect of being restrained here for hours and utterly enthralled at the idea of the blonde popstar dominating him. He thought about using their safe word, but ultimately decided against it. Taylor clearly wanted this and he would be lying if he wasn't also excited by the prospect. He opened his mouth to reply, but before he could even take a breath, Taylor forced something into his oral cavity. He gagged, choking on some kind of fabric. As a familiar taste filled his mouth, he realized that she had gagged him with a pair of her used panties. By the taste of it, she had been very wet the last time they had been worn. The sweat and love-stained fabric filled his mouth, preventing his speech.
"MMMMHHHHH!!"
"Much better." Said Taylor, clearly looking at his hand to see if he made the safe signal they had also agreed upon previously. He did not. Smiling to herself and already feeling her loins burning at Cole's submissive attitude, she said. "We're almost done here. I just need to make sure that you are only thinking of me the entire time."
She fiddled for a moment in the nightstand and produced a pair of virtual reality googles and noise canceling headphones. Cole's eyes went wide and he shook his head from side to side, but still did not flash the safe signal. She fitted the googles over his eyes and made sure the headphones were fit snugly.
"I've made a little video for you. It'll run on repeat until I return."
Cole blinked, only seeing darkness, sound muffled. As Taylor started the video, light flashed before him and he found himself in a bizarre erotic VR experience. For now, it was just a static image, but as the video began to play he found he could move his head around, just like actual VR. Before him was Taylor, naked, with her legs spread wide apart. She was sitting on her bed in her apartment, leaning back on some pillows. On her nightstand were a number of sex toys, all of which they had used before. However, she didn't reach for them yet. Instead her hand moved down her taught tummy slowly, coming to rest on her perfect pink snatch. She began to work her spindly fingers, sinking them into her hungry twat. She looked directly into the camera and began speaking to him.
"Have fun and don't go anywhere!" He heard the real Taylor yell as she gave him a light tap on the testicles before leaving the room.
Cole sighed, wondering at just how quickly his current predicament had unfolded. Still, as the video continued to play and Taylor reached for a large pink plastic dildo, he was a pillar of stiffness. Precum oozed out of his slit and rolled down his member. He could feel the warm trickle as Taylor's cries of pleasure grew louder and louder in his ears. He wanted to cum so badly, but was utterly unable to free himself. As the video played to completion with Taylor cumming spectacularly, a bejeweled butt plug in her ass and a vibrating wand at her clit, Cole was still hard. There was a momentary lapse where the video paused before starting up again. It started again in the same way. As the video played again and again, Cole really had no idea how long he lay there tied to the bed. Still the video had the intended effect, every time he felt himself grow limp again, the video would pick up speed as she got closer and closer to cumming, and he felt himself harden all over again. He strained against the ropes, but to no avail. He couldn't even manage to get her soiled underwear out of his mouth and before long it was completely soaked through with his saliva. Like a prisoner accepting their fate, Cole simply lay there waiting to be used by his blonde popstar mistress.
Cole was jolted from his reverie when the video cut out right in the middle. He blinked, confused by the lack of visual and audio input. He closed his eyes and he could still see Taylor's naked image in front of his eyes, furiously masturbating, driving an impossibly large black dildo in and out of her wet pussy. He felt hands tug at the headset and headphones. Blissfully they were pulled from his head.
"Keep your eyes closed." Said Taylor, her tone commanding and authoritative. "Or I will leave you tied there for the rest of the night."
Cole complied, not eager to test whether or not she would carry out the threat. Once the VR headset was removed, he felt her pull out the gag in his mouth.
"Do not speak or blue balls will be the least of your problems."
