Walked into his house and set down my gym bag. It was really quiet, he usually has music playing loudly. I had just come from my pole class and had a coverup hiding my black thong body suit, black halter bra and shorts. I was greeted with a warm welcome, hugging me close and kissing me hard. Someone was in a really good mood.
“Do you want to see what’s under this?” I asked, but didn’t even wait for a response. I pulled it off slowly and then sat down in the chair behind me. I reached down to pull the seven inch stripper boots out of my gym bag. “I’m going to put these back on,” I said outloud. I must be nervous, my recluant slut energy was making me feel anxious and just saying out loud everything I was doing in front of my fuck boy crush. But before I put the shoes on I pulled off my shorts. I made sure to turn around and stick my ass out while putting the shoes back on revealing that my body suit was a thong. I stood up and we laughed about how much taller I was. The shoes made us same height, and we made out some more. I felt myself starting to relax. He was rubbing and grabbing my ass. I stumbled a bit in my enormous shoes.
“Lie down so you can get a spanking.” He motioned to the couch and sat down first. I laid across his lap with my ass in the air. This body suit really does wonders for my butt. I was feeling myself and pushing my ass up to receive some swift smacks. I cried out a bit after a few.
I sat up to straddle his lap and makeout a little more. I unsnapped the three snaps that were up too to show off my new bralette. I nervous mumbled about how my friend bought it for me.
He asks if I’m ready to get tied up. I nod and I wait. He comes back with a handful of rope. He’s so turned on by me being helpless. It’s so very frustrating for the slut in me that just wants to get fucked and give pleasure.
There’s a ball gag in this pile of rope. He starts tying my hands behind my back. He’s impressed with how far my elbows reach back. I’m so warm and stretched out after my workout. I sit up and stand as best I can while tied at the ankles and wrists. He pulls at my body suit. “You forgot to take off your panties.” I already knew when putting on this slutty dance outfit how I could get fucked in it. “This bodysuit has a snap,” I explain, and he reaches around my pussy while I’m also trying to pull the thong out of my ass. The snaps let loose and he fingers my pussy. I buckle down and sit in the chair behind me. Trying to push my pussy towards him because I want to be played with so badly. While I’m seated he gets behind me, and puts another rope around my chest, making my huge tits hoisted up to a comical cartoony state. He pulls my bra down fast and my tits drop and get squeezed and my nipples rubbed.
I’m moaning and getting soaking wet. He takes another piece of rope and ties my thighs together. So my arms are around my back, my chest is tied up, my ankles tied and now my thighs. I can’t move much and I start squirming around, showing him how restrained I am. I ask if we could smoke a little bit. He lights a joint and offers it to me, holding it to my lips while I inhale. I puff on it a few times and then I ask for my water. He holds it over my lips and I’m careful not to make a mess with it. When he puts it back for me and I’m asked to join him on the couch. I have to hop over. Feeling stoned and in my 7 inch heels, this is really a challenge all tied up. I whine that I just want to be in the floor I don’t want to fall. This couch is small and not that deep and I keep feeling like I’m going to roll off, especially with these crazy shoes on. Of course because I’m stoned and awkward I’m saying all of this outIoud as I slink to my knees.
He puts the ball gag around my neck and reminds me that this is his favorite way to have me, since I complain so much. So I make sure to complain some more, my words muffled. He tells me that he knows I love it, but being the slut I am I’m just frustrated I can’t use my mouth. Without my hands to brace me on the couch my weight is pushing me closer to his lap. He pulls his cock out and pulls the gag from my mouth.
I put my mouth around him and he’s getting so hard as I bob up and down, him pulling on my half up hair; slowly fucking my face. I soon start gagging and choking on him, as he’s fully hard now.
He pulls the gag back to my mouth and we’re figuring out how I’m about I get fucked. He helps me back up to the couch. I lay on my back with my tied legs up and in the air. The weight of my shoes is helping me sink into the couch and my pussy is begging for attention. He’s fucking me nicely but I feel so tight from having my legs tied together. I beg through the gag for my legs to be untied. I just wanna feel him deeper I’m really turned on. He untied my ankles but I can tell he’s annoyed by my request. I finally get my legs spread I feel so satisfied getting fucked and feeling him pushing deeper and harder into me. I cum on his cock as he’s fucking me, the wetness and loud fucking noises are leaving me so worked up as he starts pounding harder since he’s about to pop. He’s holding onto the rope that’s around my thighs and really giving it to me. I’m moaning but it’s just noise through the ballgag.
He comes hard into me and I’m feeling satisfied. Getting untied and stretching out is like another mini orgasm for me. We chill and unwind and then I’m off home to sleep.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/c6v4m4/tied_and_gagged_f_by_a_fuck_boy_m