"It's your turn piglet," she said as she grabbed my cock and led me to sit a few feet from the helplessly bound, and still groaning Susie."It's your turn piglet," she said as she grabbed my cock and led me to sit a few feet from the helplessly bound, and still groaning Susie. I dared not say a word, but I was filled with trepidation in anticipation of the position Sabina had planned for me. She bound my wrists in front of me with the palms facing, leaving two unusually long trailing ends. She then commanded that I form both my hands into fists with the thumbs inside and, using a roll of one inch wide electrical tape, she started at my wrists and wrapped the tape around and around, until my fists were covered up to the first knuckles. She then applied several short pieces of the tape to cover over the bare portion of my fingers, after which another few wraps were placed over the exposed ends to make sure they would not come loose. My hands were now cocooned in black plastic. "Most people think that a person cannot be made helpless with the wrists bound together in front. I'm going to try and prove them wrong." Sabina's comment was an ominous portend of what was to come. She stood up for a moment, turned her back to me and removed the blue silk panties she had been wearing for most of the day. After retying her robe, she knelt back down and stuffed the soiled underwear into my mouth. Their musky scent filled my nostrils. She then forced my arms over my head and positioned my wrists behind my neck. |