John was sweating from the discomfort in his arms and legs. He had been restrained for over 4 hours now, tied in this uncomfortable position while his girlfriend was out at a club. Thoughts were running through his head, amazed at where he was in life and both scared and frightened by it. His mind drifted back through his head to the beginning of it all...
***
John was a very normal person to the outside world and been doing well for himself as a manager at a chemical plant. His co-workers and subordinates were amazed that he was still single, as everyone seemed to like him.
Then he met HER.
She was gorgeous, the epitome of his desires. After fumbling over his words for a bit, he asked her if she was thirsty. While bonding over drinks, the conversation got more risqué. She paused for a bit and asked what his top five fantasies were. When he paused, she offered a compromise. After every one he told her, she would tell him one of hers. As they started exploring they found that their compatibility was not just found in conversation, but in the kinks they had been too scared to share with anyone.
Of course, after such revelations they ended up in bed together, him eagerly bringing her to greater and greater heights of pleasure with his tongue and fingers. After she was sated, she grasped his erection and slowly started stroking it.
"Darling, I want you to come for me, but only when I count down to zero. Do you think you can do this for me?"
"Of course... I will do my best."
***
As their relationship progressed, she became more insistent on taking control over his desires. Within two weeks he had been fitted for a chastity device and while he was only locked up for a day or two, the orgasms afterward were the greatest he had ever felt up until that point. When she hadn't unlocked him after three days, he started to get antsy and asked her if she had forgotten.
"No dear, but while this has been fun, I want to take it up a notch. I want to push the boundaries of comfort, of seeing how far we can both go."
"What did you have in mind?"
"I want you to eat your cum every time you spurt. I know it does not appeal to you, but I want you to know how hot it makes me just thinking about you doing it and that I will do my best to make it as pleasurable as I can. So for starters, get to my bedroom and strip!"
As he ran to her room, he felt concern. Is this a mind game? Is she really going to force me to do this? He started to tremble at the possibilities.
She opened up the door and instructed him to lie on the bed. She then removed the handcuffs she had stashed under the pillow and restrained his hands to the headboard.
