Taken: A Fantasy
Taken (A Fantasy)
Here I am, naked and bound. My legs are separated by a spreader bar, stretching them wide apart. There is a rope tied tight around my balls, pulled down tightly and tied to the spreader bar, forcing me to bend at the knees or pull uncomfortably on my balls if I straighten them. My hands are bound together behind my back, a rope tied to them that stretches up and runs through a ring mounted on the ceiling and then runs down and is tied to the ring gag harness that is buckled onto my head, keeping me bent over. The gag keeping my mouth so wide open, my drool dripping onto the floor beneath me as I breath hard in this difficult position.
You have had me tied there for what seems like forever. Repeatedly you have pinched and played with my nipples, making them sore, stiff, and sensitive. Periodically you have stroked my cock to erection, then stopped, leaving it stiff, and throbbing, pre-cum dripping out onto the floor as well, the pool a twin to that of the one made by my drool. Each time my cock slowly growing limp again as the discomfort outweighs the stimulation, only to have you do it to me again, leaving me a moaning, throbbing, drooling, needy mess.
Now you stand before me, rubbing your strapon cock over and through the drool that is dripping from my mouth, holding the tip just against the gag and my lips and issuing a one word command..."Suck." In order to comply I have to try to stretch forward to take it into my mouth; making my legs strain, the rope pull down on my balls, and the rope at my wrists pull upward more on my arms, making me feel the muscles in my shoulders stretch even more as the next two or three inches of your strapon enter my mouth...
Here I am, naked and bound. My legs are separated by a spreader bar, stretching them wide apart. There is a rope tied tight around my balls, pulled down tightly and tied to the spreader bar, forcing me to bend at the knees or pull uncomfortably on my balls if I straighten them. My hands are bound together behind my back, a rope tied to them that stretches up and runs through a ring mounted on the ceiling and then runs down and is tied to the ring gag harness that is buckled onto my head, keeping me bent over. The gag keeping my mouth so wide open, my drool dripping onto the floor beneath me as I breath hard in this difficult position.
You have had me tied there for what seems like forever. Repeatedly you have pinched and played with my nipples, making them sore, stiff, and sensitive. Periodically you have stroked my cock to erection, then stopped, leaving it stiff, and throbbing, pre-cum dripping out onto the floor as well, the pool a twin to that of the one made by my drool. Each time my cock slowly growing limp again as the discomfort outweighs the stimulation, only to have you do it to me again, leaving me a moaning, throbbing, drooling, needy mess.
Now you stand before me, rubbing your strapon cock over and through the drool that is dripping from my mouth, holding the tip just against the gag and my lips and issuing a one word command..."Suck." In order to comply I have to try to stretch forward to take it into my mouth; making my legs strain, the rope pull down on my balls, and the rope at my wrists pull upward more on my arms, making me feel the muscles in my shoulders stretch even more as the next two or three inches of your strapon enter my mouth...
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