She seemed proud of her little innovation and I knew I was in trouble.She seemed proud of her little innovation and I knew I was in trouble. Using two more lengths of rope, she bound my ankles back along the sides of the stool as high as she could. It was hard to keep from swaying forward but she soon had a fix for that. She put a 3" wide leather strap across my back below my shoulder blades, ran it under my arms, over my shoulders and buckled it behind my head. Standing on the rungs of the stool, she attached a length of rope to an overhead screw eye and then tied the other end to the D ring on the strap across my back. She attached another piece of rope to the D ring but just let it hang behind me. Now I was curious, I was certain she was going to attach it to the back of the stool to hold me down as I had done with her. My repeated questions earned me a piece of tape over my mouth. Now that I was quite helpless to change the course of the evening she promised me that my ordeal would be something that I wouldn't soon forget. She slowly removed her clothes while fondling my body and stroking my pussy. When she was completely naked, and had driven me to the brink of orgasm, she picked up my 10" dildo and pulled a directors chair over in front of me and sat in it. She told me that if I squirmed around and brought myself to orgasm that my next orgasm would be with her working on my breasts with a riding crop. Sliding down into the chair, she put her legs up over the arm rests presenting me with a good view of her pussy. While I watched she slowly worked the dildo into her pussy and began fucking herself with it while fingering her clit. As she worked on herself she went into vivid detail about what it was going to be like to be tickle tortured in my current position. I was beginning to wonder how good an idea it was to let her tie me this way, my earlier excitement was giving way to a feeling of apprehension. It wasn't long before she had brought herself to orgasm. |