Bondage and deep throat

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My name is Amy, I'm 28 years old, and I work as a female fitness consultant at a gym. Although I mainly handle the women's section, I also need to communicate with male customers due to the nature of the business. Because
I often have to wear tight-fitting workout clothes at the gym, and my figure isn't particularly large (34D, 26, 35), quite a few male customers like to chat with me. I've developed a strong liking for a few handsome guys, especially when I see the bulges in their workout pants; some exciting fantasies start to pop into my head. Until one weekend, after they invited me out for drinks, I had a strange and unforgettable memory.

That day, when I woke up, I felt like I was locked in a room. It was completely dark, but I could hear the crackling of burning firewood, so there was probably a stove nearby. I was definitely blindfolded, otherwise, how could I not see anything? I shook my head vigorously, trying to remove the blindfold, but it was very secure. I struggled a few times but it didn't help. I could only rely on my ears and nose to perceive the movement around me. Looking back, I vaguely remember being drugged and rendered unconscious by someone on the tree-lined path leading to my residential area after returning from a bar late at night. After that, I remember nothing.

My hands were tightly bound behind my back with ropes, and my fingers seemed to be covered with something like gloves, so I had no chance to touch anything else. My arms were in an L shape behind my back, and my wrists were tied at the elbows. Due to the padding on my forearms, my breasts naturally stood up high. My buttocks seemed to be sitting on a hard wooden chair, and my legs were also tightly bound. Rough ropes tightly wrapped around my calves and thighs, and two more ropes were tied around my knees and pulled hard to the sides, making my legs spread as wide as possible, exposing my entire vulva to the cool air.

Slowly, I became fully awake and could clearly feel that apart from the ropes and the glove-like things covering my fingers, I was completely naked, and my most private parts were helplessly exposed. My mouth was stuffed with something round and smooth, forcing my teeth open and fixing it inside, preventing me from spitting it out or closing my mouth. Moreover, the stuffing was also secured to the back of my head with a leather strap, making it even harder to escape.

Then I heard the creaking of a door opening and closing, followed by footsteps, then the sounds of clothes being taken off—buttons being unbuttoned, zippers being pulled down, and shoes being thrown to the floor… then, silence.

After a while, I heard a man coughing to clear his throat. After a brief pause, I smelled a distinctly masculine scent getting closer and closer, finally stopping right in front of me. What kind of man was this? Was he looking at me? Looking at my naked body? I felt fear and unease, twisting my body trying to break free of the ropes, muttering protests.

"You better behave, or you'll regret it!" a deep, stern voice said.

I immediately stopped my futile struggles and turned my head towards the direction of the voice; he seemed to be standing to my right.

"Don't resist anymore, or you will suffer even more unbearable punishment."

My chest heaved with immense fear, and the muscles in my abdomen clenched involuntarily. I didn't understand what he meant by "even more unbearable." Could anything be "more unbearable" than being naked, blindfolded, and bound by a strange man in an unfamiliar place? But I couldn't help but imagine the "more unbearable punishment," and my body trembled uncontrollably. My nose stung, and sobs escaped from my gagged mouth, tears streaming down my cheeks through the blindfold.

I tried my best to control my emotions, trying not to let the stranger see or hear my trembling, sobs, and tears, telling myself that panicking wouldn't solve anything at this moment. However, despite this, I couldn't suppress my pounding heart and heavy breathing. I didn't want him to see my fear, but I knew my efforts were almost futile.

The strange man spoke, "You know what? I've been observing you for a long time. I know you come home late every night, and after entering your room, you turn on the light but often forget to close the curtains, which gives me a chance to admire your body. Every time you take off your clothes in the bedroom, I marvel at your beautiful figure. You are such a beautiful and sexy woman, but I've discovered that you don't have a man.

I know I will be your man, and you are my best pet, my favorite and most needed pet. I know what you need, maybe you don't even know exactly what you want, but I know I will give you what you need most. I've seen you masturbate with a dildo, and I've seen you play bondage games, so I know you have masochistic tendencies, and I am the master who is best at torturing women, I will definitely give you the kind of stimulation you want."

I heard the man moving around in the room, and I also heard what sounded like mechanical noise, and then I felt a cool breeze blowing over my whole body. It was a fan. He turned it on, and my nipples hardened quickly in the cool air. Although I was still terrified, my groin twitched with excitement, and my labia trembled and spasmed. A surge of heat coursed through my lower abdomen, making my whole body tremble involuntarily.

A thick, hard, warm, and soft finger gently rubbed my right nipple, making my breathing quicken. Then, that hard finger flicked my left nipple a few times. I tried to twist away from this teasing, but my body was tightly bound, and I couldn't move.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, it'll just hurt a little."

I felt both my nipples being squeezed simultaneously, first gently pressed, then gently pulled up, and then released at the same time, my nipples returning to normal. Then, his fingers pinched both nipples, pulling and swinging them back and forth. It didn't hurt, just felt a little humiliated, but even more exciting. I heard his chuckle; perhaps he knew my body's reaction, knew that I was already aroused by his teasing. Could he really feel the increasingly intense spasms in my vagina? I didn't want to spasm, but I couldn't control it at all.

Now his fingers had started to move downwards, tracing across my flat upper abdomen, pausing briefly on my navel, gently poking at the small indentation, and then continuing downwards… suddenly stopping, no longer stroking downwards. I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed (although I inwardly despised myself for feeling such disappointment). I thought he would stop stroking me there. But then I felt his warm, large hand again, his hand already covering my vulva, one finger gently pressing between my wet labia a few times, then hooking that finger and inserting it directly into my vagina.

I heard him chuckle again.

"Hehe, my beauty, you're so wet. Very good, such a sensitive body is so pleasing." Saying this, he withdrew his hand, but I knew he was still standing in front of me, our faces seemingly at the same level, so the device holding my legs down must have been quite high off the ground. His fingers pinched my right labia again, rubbing it, then he moved to the left and continued rubbing… After a while, I felt him clipping my labia with clips, like the kind used for tucking clothes. He clipped three clips to each of my labia.

“Tsk tsk, three for now, a few more later,” the man said.

After clipping them, I felt him pull my labia apart. The three clips on my right labia were being pulled outwards; he must have used thin hemp rope or something to tie them up and pull them outwards, then tied the rope to my right thigh. Then, he did the same to my left labia, pulling them apart and securing them to my left thigh with the rope. This completely exposed my most private area, my vagina. He probably already saw the pink, tender flesh inside.

I heard the man panting excitedly, “So beautiful, my beauty.”

The metal chains jingled, and I felt my right nipple being clamped tightly, causing me to whimper in pain. Then, he clipped another clamp onto my left nipple, and I gasped for breath, a mixture of pain and excitement.

The man chuckled and said, "You'll get used to it soon, little darling… Later, you'll experience something even more intense."

Soon, my nipples felt numb, and the pain wasn't as intense as before. Although the man kept tugging at the clamps, I didn't feel pain; instead, I felt a strange stimulation. Then, I felt him add something heavy to the chains, and the two clamps on my nipples slumped downwards under the weight, stretching my nipples long, and the stinging pain returned. I gasped for breath, whimpering, "Don't add any more weight," but he completely ignored my feelings, instead chuckling smugly a few more times.

Then, I heard the sound of a switch being flipped, and the chair I was sitting in began to tilt forward. Because my body was firmly strapped to the chair, I remained seated motionless even as it tilted. I felt the chair was almost parallel to the ground, and my breasts drooped with the tilt. I smelled the man's distinctive scent again, knowing he was standing right in front of me.

"Now, I'm going to remove your gag... If you dare utter a single word, I'll add even more weight to your nipple chains and tear off your labia. You better behave!" the man said sternly.

Then, I felt the man's hand untie the straps securing the gag behind my head, and the gag fell out. Due to the prolonged gag, I felt my jaw dislocate, and my mouth seemed unable to close for a moment. My tongue twitched in my mouth, and the muscles in my face helped my jaw slowly close. A sore and painful sensation came from the joints in front of my ears, making me want to scream, but I didn't dare, because I knew that would bring even more unbearable punishment.

"My little pet, from now on you must call me master. You can only speak when answering my questions or when you have my permission, understand? Now I'm pressing my penis against your face, you must kiss it well, suck it until it's hard, so I can enjoy your body, understand?"

Faced with this humiliating situation I had never encountered before, I couldn't say a word.

"Waaaaah..." I felt a sharp pain in my nipples, as the chain attached to them was given more weight.

"Do you understand, my slave? Answer me quickly!"

"Yes, yes, master... I, I understand." I answered, enduring the humiliation and pain.

"Very good, then let's begin."

I felt a wave of heat rush towards me, his body blocking the cool breeze from the fan, but I could still feel my legs, breasts, and exposed vulva trembling in the cool air. The distinctive male scent was getting closer and closer, and I couldn't help but crane my neck to find where he was standing. My nose touched his thick, bristling pubic hair, and my lips felt the hot, pungent scent of his glans. I could feel that the man's penis was still semi-erect, so following his instructions, I stuck out my tongue and licked his glans, kissing his penis to stimulate it to quickly become fully erect.

Involuntarily, I began to fully utilize the skills of my tongue and lips, licking his penis up and down, left and right, seemingly not entirely out of fear, but as if my inner sexual desire and masochistic nature had been aroused and stirred. My tongue vigorously licked the frenulum under his glans, knowing that was a sensitive spot for men. Then, I took his now-erect penis into my mouth, shaking my head to let the thick shaft slide back and forth in my mouth. At this moment, I felt his body begin to sway back and forth, pushing his penis deeper into my mouth.

When I came to, I felt myself locked in a room. It was completely dark, but I could hear the crackling of burning firewood; there was probably a stove nearby. I must have been blindfolded, otherwise, how could I not see anything? I shook my head vigorously, trying to remove the blindfold, but it was very secure. My struggles were futile, and I could only rely on my ears and nose to perceive my surroundings. Thinking back, I vaguely remembered being drugged on a tree-lined path leading to my apartment complex after returning from a bar late at night, and then nothing more.

My hands were tightly bound behind my back with rope, and my fingers seemed to be covered by gloves, preventing me from touching anything else. My arms formed an "L" shape behind my back, with my wrists bound at the elbows. The padding on my forearms made my breasts stand out prominently. My buttocks seemed to be sitting on a hard wooden chair, and my legs were also tightly bound. Rough ropes bound my calves and thighs together, and two more ropes were tied around my knees, pulling them apart as wide as possible, exposing my vulva to the cool air.

Slowly, I regained full consciousness. I could clearly feel that, apart from the ropes and the glove-like thing covering my fingers, I was completely naked, my most private parts helplessly exposed. My mouth was stuffed with something round and smooth, forcing my teeth open and fixing it inside, preventing me from spitting out or closing my mouth. Moreover, the stuffing was connected to the back of my head by a leather strap, making it even more impossible for me to get rid of it.

Then, I heard the creaking of a door opening and closing, followed by footsteps, then the sounds of clothes being taken off—buttons being unbuttoned, zippers being pulled down, and shoes being taken off and thrown to the floor… and then, everything fell silent.

After a while, I heard a man coughing to clear his throat. After a brief pause, I smelled a distinctly male scent getting closer and closer, finally stopping right in front of me. What kind of man was this? Was he looking at me? Looking at my naked body? I felt fear and unease, twisting my body trying to break free of the ropes, muttering protests.

"You better behave yourself, or you'll face the consequences!" a deep, stern voice said.

I immediately stopped my futile struggles and turned my head towards the direction the voice came from; he seemed to be standing to my right.

"Don't resist anymore, or you will suffer an even more unbearable punishment."

My chest heaved violently with immense fear, and the muscles in my abdomen involuntarily tightened. I didn't know what he meant by "even more unbearable." Could there be anything more unbearable than being naked, blindfolded, and bound by a strange man in a strange place? But I still couldn't help but imagine the "even more unbearable punishment," and my body trembled uncontrollably. My nose stung, and sobs escaped from my gagged mouth, tears streaming down my cheeks through the blindfold.

I tried my best to control my emotions, trying not to let the stranger see or hear my trembling, sobs, and tears, telling myself that panicking wouldn't solve anything at this moment. However, despite this, I still couldn't suppress my pounding heart and heavy breathing. I didn't want him to see my fear, but I knew my efforts were almost futile.

The stranger spoke, "You know what? I've been observing you for a long time. I know you come home late every night, and when you get to your room, you turn on the light but often forget to close the curtains, which gives me a chance to admire your body. Every time you take off your clothes in the bedroom, I marvel at your beautiful figure. You are such a beautiful and sexy woman, but I've noticed you don't have a man.

I know I will be your man, and you are my best pet, my favorite and most needed pet. I know what you need, maybe you don't even know exactly what you want, but I know I will give you what you need most. I've seen you masturbate with a dildo, and I've seen you play bondage games, so I know you have masochistic tendencies, and I am the master who is most skilled at torturing women, I will definitely give you the kind of stimulation you want."

I heard the man moving around the room, and I also heard what sounded like mechanical noise. Then I felt a cool breeze blowing over my body. It was a fan; he turned it on. My nipples hardened quickly in the cool air. Although I was still terrified, my groin twitched with excitement, and my labia trembled and spasmed. A surge of heat ran through my lower abdomen, making my whole body tremble involuntarily.

A thick, hard, warm, and soft finger gently rubbed my right nipple, making my breathing quicken. Then, that hard finger flicked my left nipple a few times. I tried to twist away from this manipulation, but my body was tightly bound, and I couldn't move.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, it'll just hurt a little."

I felt both my nipples being squeezed simultaneously, first gently pressed, then gently pulled up, and then released at the same time, my nipples returning to normal. Then, his fingers pinched both nipples again, pulling and shaking them back and forth. It didn't hurt, just a feeling of humiliation, but even more so, excitement. I heard his chuckle; perhaps he knew my body's reaction, knew I was already aroused by his teasing. Could he really feel the increasingly intense spasms in my vagina? I didn't want to spasm, but I couldn't control it.

Now his fingers had begun to move downwards, tracing my flat upper abdomen, pausing briefly on my navel, gently poking at the small indentation, then continuing downwards… suddenly stopping, no longer stroking downwards. I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed (though inwardly I despised myself for feeling such disappointment), I thought he would stop stroking there. But then I felt his warm, large hand, his hand already covering my vulva, one finger gently pressing between my moist labia a few times, then hooking that finger and inserting it directly into my vagina.

I heard him chuckle again.

"Hehe, my beauty, you're so wet. Very good, such a sensitive body is truly delightful." He withdrew his hand, but I knew he was still standing in front of me. Our faces seemed to be at the same level, so the device holding my legs down must have been quite high off the ground. His fingers pinched my right labia again, rubbing it, then moved to the left, continuing to rub… After a while, I felt him clipping my labia with clips, like the kind used for tucking clothes. He clipped three clips to each of my labia.

"Tsk tsk, three for now, a few more later," the man said.

After clipping them, I felt him pull my labia apart. The three clips on my right labia were all pulled outwards; he must have used thin hemp rope or something to tie the clips and pull them outwards, then tied the rope to my right thigh. Then, he used the same method to pull apart my left labia and secured them to my left thigh with hemp rope. This completely exposed my most private area, my vagina. He probably already saw the pink, tender flesh inside.

I heard the man panting excitedly, "So beautiful, my beauty."

The metal chain jingled, and I felt my right nipple being tightly clamped, causing me to whimper in pain. Then, he clamped another clamp onto my left nipple, and I breathed rapidly, experiencing both pain and excitement.

The man chuckled and said, "You'll get used to it quickly, little darling... Later, you'll experience even more intense sensations."

Soon, I felt a numbness in my nipples, and the pain wasn't as intense as it had been at the beginning. Although the man kept tugging at the clamps on my nipples, I didn't feel pain; instead, I felt a strange stimulation. Then, I felt him add something heavy to the chain, and the two clamps on my nipples sagged downwards under the weight, stretching my nipples long, and the stinging pain returned. I gasped for breath, whimpering through my nose, "Don't add any more weight," but he completely ignored my feelings, instead chuckling smugly a few more times.

Then, I heard the sound of a switch being flipped, and the chair I was sitting in began to tilt forward. Because my body was firmly strapped to the chair, I remained motionless even as it tilted. I felt the chair was almost parallel to the ground, and my breasts drooped with the tilt. I smelled that man's distinctive scent again, knowing he was standing right in front of me.

"Now, I'm going to remove your gag... If you dare utter a single word, I'll add even more weight to your nipple chains and tear off your labia. You better behave!" the man said sternly.

Then, I felt the man's hand untie the straps securing the gag behind my head, and the gag fell out. Due to the prolonged use of the gag, I felt my jaw dislocate, and my mouth felt like it couldn't close for a moment. My tongue twitched in my mouth, and the muscles in my face helped my jaw slowly close. A sore and painful sensation came from the joints in front of my ears, making me want to scream, but I dared not, because I knew that would bring me even more painful punishment.

"My little pet, now you must call me master, and you can only speak when answering my questions or when you have my permission, understand? Now I'm pressing my penis against your face, you must kiss it well, suck it until it's hard, so that I can enjoy your body, understand?"

Faced with this humiliating situation I had never encountered before, I couldn't say a word.

"Waaaaah..." I felt a sharp pain in my nipples, and the chain attached to my nipples was given more weight.

"Do you understand, my slave? Answer me quickly!"

"Yes, yes, master... I, I understand." I answered, enduring the humiliation and pain.

"Very well, let's begin."

I felt a wave of heat hit me; his body blocked the cool breeze from the fan, but I could still feel my legs, breasts, and exposed vulva trembling in the cool air. The distinctive masculine scent drew closer, and I couldn't help but crane my neck to find where he was standing. My nose touched his thick, bristling pubic hair, and my lips felt the hot, pungent scent of his glans. I could sense that his penis was still semi-erect, so following his instructions, I stuck out my tongue and licked his glans, kissing his penis to stimulate it to quickly achieve a full erection.

Involuntarily, I began to fully utilize the skills of my tongue and lips, licking his penis up and down, left and right, as if it wasn't entirely out of fear of him, but rather as if my inner sexual desire and masochistic nature had been aroused and stirred up by him. My tongue licked vigorously in the frenulum groove under his glans, knowing that was a sensitive spot for men. Then, I took his already erect penis into my mouth, shaking my head to let the thick shaft slide back and forth in my mouth. I felt his body also begin to move back and forth, pushing his penis deeper into my mouth.

At this point, I began to feel his penis getting harder and harder, gradually swelling in my mouth, and then he suddenly thrust his entire thick penis into my mouth, repeatedly pushing it towards my throat. At this moment, I really felt like vomiting, but I also liked the feeling, so I actively shook my head back and forth, allowing his thick, hard penis to easily and deeply penetrate my throat.

Perhaps the man didn't want to ejaculate so quickly, so after a while he pulled his penis out and began licking his scrotum. His scrotum pressed against my lips, and I began to lightly lick his scrotum with the tip of my tongue. Then he asked me, "Do you want to lick my scrotum?"

"Master, I really want to lick your scrotum, please let me."

"Alright, then lick it properly."

Saying this, I continued licking his scrotum. At the same time, he pulled on the clamps on his nipples with his fingers, which excited me even more. After licking his scrotum for a while, he told me to lick his anus, so I licked from his scrotum to his anus. After licking for a while, he said, "My beautiful slave, do you want to lick your tongue into your back passage?"

"I really want to, Master, please lick his anus clean."

As I licked his anus, I felt his already large penis become even more aroused, so after a short while, he ordered me to suck his penis. Just as I opened my mouth, he suddenly shoved his entire penis into my mouth, frantically thrusting it into my throat with each stroke. After a while, he said, "Beautiful lady, I'm about to ejaculate, swallow my semen."

A few seconds later, the man ejaculated a large amount of semen into my throat, and I felt the heat in my throat as he ejaculated. Afterwards, he said to me, "Don't spit out the semen, you must swallow it all, understand?" I nodded in agreement.

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