Why can't I see?
That was my first thought, waking up on Sunday morning. My second, and much more concerning, thought was, "Why can't I move?"
I could feel something wrapped tightly around my wrists and ankles, pulling them taut away from my body. I was face down on what felt like a bed, which I guessed was mine, but I couldn't be sure.
Saturday night I'd gone to bed early and alone. Shannon was visiting her parents for the weekend and she was supposed to be back on Monday morning. She'd just finished a long and hectic semester of school, topped off with tedious exams, and she was feeling homesick. Fear started to boil up in my chest as I realized I was strapped face down on a bed, naked and blindfolded, and I had no idea where I was or who was there with me. I started struggling against the bonds, trying to loosen them, but there was no slack to get free. Whatever I was tied with was tight. I was starting to freak out a little.
"Oh, you're awake!" a woman's voice chimed in from my right. I could instantly tell it was Shannon, and the fear melted away.
"Shannon! Jesus Christ, what the hell are you doing here? You're not supposed to be back until Monday."
"I decided to come back early and give you a little thrill!" I felt her sit down next to me on the bed and rest a hand on my back. "Do you like?"
"You scared the shit out of me!" I whined.
"Aw, I'm sorry hun." She said, patting my ass.
"But now that you're awake, and all tied up..."
I felt her warm breath in my ear as her voice fell to a whisper.
"...I'm gonna do whate-e-ver I want to you." her voice trailed off and I felt her grab on to my ass, digging her nails into my cheek and squeezing. I groaned at the thought of what she had in store for me, my body strapped down to the bed and spread wide, all my various intimate areas on display for her.
"Mmm... what are you gonna do?"
I felt her weight lift from the bed and her nails leave my ass as she moved away. "You'll see soon enough." I could hear her messing with something and I turned my head, craning by neck to try and hear what she was doing.
"But for now..." she said, moving back toward the bed. She knelt next to me and I heard a buzzing noise click on. I felt her breath near my ear again as she leaned close. "...you're just going to lie here, and think about all the nasty things I'm gonna do to you." she whispered.
I groaned at the thought. She was in a teasing mood. It was going to be a long morning.
Long, and very pleasurable, I was sure.
My pussy was already aching as she placed a buzzing vibrator on the bed right next to it, close enough so I could feel it, but not nearly close enough.
"See you soon." she purred.
"Wait! Please..." I groaned as I heard her footsteps fade from the room. I could feel the vibrations coming through the bed and tickling my clit, but all I could do was moan into the sheets, unable to get enough stimulation to cum. I tried to rock on the bed and make the vibrator roll closer, but it didn't move at all. I pulled against the ties, trying to push back towards the vibe. I was getting frustrated. Nothing was working. I needed to get loose. I needed to touch myself. I needed desperately to fill my cunt with something. I knew that as soon as I did my pussy would explode all over the bed, but I couldn't do anything. Shannon had tied me well. All I could do was squeeze my pussy muscles to try and ease the tension just a little.
My mind started to wander to what she said, as I tried to keep from thinking about the intolerable itch inside my pussy. What would she do to me, all spread and completely open for her to play with? Would she fuck my pussy? My ass? Would she spank me? Whip me? Or would she make just make me lick her cunt? At this point I would have let her do anything. My pussy was soaking wet. I could feel my juices oozing out and soaking the sheets beneath me, little droplets rolling down and tickling my clit before moistening the bed. How long was she going to tease me like this before she let me cum?
It felt like an eternity before I heard her come back into the room. In reality it was probably only 15 minutes or so, but 15 minutes feels like an eternity when you're on the edge of an orgasm. My head snapped toward the door as soon as I heard her enter.
"Please, Shannon! Please, fuck me with something! Anything! I need to cum! Please!" I babbled.
"Shhhh..." she purred. "You're going to cum when I let you cum, and not before. Now, no more talking."
I felt her slide something over my head, over the blindfold and down to my mouth. She lifted my hair up and pushed a gag into my mouth, tightening it down so I couldn't speak. I would have screamed in frustration if I could.
There was silence for a long moment, until I felt a light tickling on my shoulder that made me jump. It moved gently down my back, flittering across my spine, making my body twitch back and forth from the soft, tickling sensation. I felt Shannon climb onto the bed and straddle my hips, tickling my sides with what I'd now decided had to be a feather. She ran it along my ribs, up the soft curve of my breast and along my back to the other side. It was driving me insane, but all I could do was moan against the gag as it danced across my skin.
"Aww, does that tickle?" She giggled as I screamed into my gag and bucked my hips. I couldn't move more than a few inches.
She dragged the feather down the small of my back and across my butt, until it was resting right on my asshole. It flicked back and forth, tickling the wrinkled little hole and making me squirm. The tip of the feather danced between my taut cheeks for a minute, until it moved lower and lower, finally tickling my swollen pussy lips.