*Warning: There are aspects of race play in this story, with some politically incorrect language. If that’s not your thing, move on.*
During a visit to Los Angeles in 2017 we passed by a sex shop and went in for a little shopping. There was a leather bondage set – collar, cuffs and a leash. They were trimmed with lace, and had little heart shaped locks that fastened them in place. Girly bondage! We bought the set, thinking it could be fun.
A few weeks later we were in Charlotte, NC for an event, and had a beautiful suite at a hotel. My husband had directed me to pack the set, along with my “stripper heels” and a schoolgirl skirt. At breakfast that morning he told me we were going to give the set a trial run that afternoon, and that I should be prepared to be a very bad girl. As directed, I went up to the room after lunch and had a shower, applied some body oil, and put on the skirt and heels. Nothing else, as he told me to stay topless and with no underwear.
My husband came to the room, and put the collar and cuffs on me, locking them in place. He secured the cuffs behind my back and clipped the leash onto my collar. I was told to go into full “sub-mode”, which meant full obedience, following all direction without question. Caressing my body and giving me slow, sensual kisses, he quickly brought me to full arousal when there was a knock on the door.
Tugging on my leash, my husband led me to the door and opened it to a tall black man with a shaved head and goatee. “Glad you could make it, Adam.” “I see you have her well trained,” he said. “Her training is ongoing,” my husband answered. “We need to expand her experience a bit today.” Entering the room, our guest put two bottles of Champagne on the table. “We’ll need some ice for that,” my husband said, and picked up an ice bucket. Handing the leash to Adam, he headed to the door. “You coming?” he said. Adam started walking towards the door, pulling me along behind him! I didn’t have a choice, and the guys walked me out of the door and down the hallway to where the ice machine was located.
The guys chatted as we walked, towing me behind and pretty much ignoring me. It seemed like a very long walk to me, being totally exposed and unable to cover myself if anyone walked past. At the ice machine, my husband filled the bucket. Adam reached in to grab an ice cube and rubbed it against my nipples, making them even harder. Walking back to the room, my fears were realized as a door opened and a man walked out of another room. He did a quick double-take, then grinned and said, “Damn, where’s the party?” My husband told him it was in our room, and invited the guy to watch. “I have an appointment, otherwise I would take you up on it,” he replied. He was invited to feel my tits, which he readily accepted, tugging on my nipples. Adam and my husband enjoyed the show, and high-fived each other. The stranger left for his appointment, and the guys walked me back to our room.
Once inside, my husband put the Champagne on ice while Adam got naked. He was tall, with a well-defined body, totally smooth, with an 8″ cut cock and big balls. My husband brought over 3 glasses of Champagne, but of course he had to hold mine to my lips because my hands were secured behind my back. Adam was holding my leash again, and ran his hands over my body, stopping to squeeze my breasts and feel under my skirt to confirm I had no panties on. “She’s a good little Snowbunny, isn’t she?” My husband told me to be an obedient girl, then sat back on a chair with his Champagne to watch the fun.
Adam took a pillow off the couch and dropped it at his feet. “Get on your knees and suck this nigger dick, slut,” he directed me. I dropped onto the pillow and began to slowly lick his big balls. It’s not easy giving oral without using your hands, and his cock was rubbing all over my face as I teased his nuts. I began to lick my way up his shaft, then took the head of his cock into my mouth. Adam put one leg up on the couch and grabbed the back of my head, pumping his cock into my face. I felt it getting harder as I worked on it, and heard him groaning in pleasure.
After about 10 minutes of oral, Adam pulled me to my feet. His hand went between my legs, feeling how wet I had become. “You like this nigger cock, don’t you?, he said. He stepped behind me and grabbed a condom off the table. Adam unclipped my wrist cuffs, and still holding my leash bent me forward so my hands were on the couch. I was lucky that my pussy was so wet, because with a single thrust he buried his 8” inside me. “Mmmm, your white pussy is tight,” he said, and he started fucking me. At first he was squeezing my tits, then his hands moved down to grab me by my hips as he continued his efforts. I felt his balls slapping against my clit with each thrust, and I began to moan and gasp with pleasure. This just excited him more, and he pounded away harder, bringing me to my first orgasm.
Adam pulled out and stood me up. Turning me around, he gave me a deep kiss, forcing his tongue into my mouth. As he did so, he reached behind me and unhooked my skirt, which fell to the floor. I stepped out of it, and Adam picked me up and carried me to the dining table in the room, laying me on my back. He spread my legs and entered me again, this time with slow, deep strokes as his hands worked all over my body. “Tell your husband what a whore you are,” he directed. “I’m a whore for black cock, Daddy,” I said. “Yes you are, Baby Girl,” he replied. He had gotten naked as well by now, and had been taking photos and video clips of me being used. My husband’s hands also began caressing my body as Adam continued to fuck me, and it wasn’t long before I orgasmed again.
Adam picked me up and began to lick and suck my nipples as he carried me over to the bed. “Get on all fours, you slut,” he directed. I did as I was told, and he again entered me from behind, slow deep thrusts at first, slowly building up to an intense pounding. I was slick with sweat, grunting as each thrust entered me, and once again had an orgasm. I guess this one triggered him, because he pulled out, flipped me over, and pulled off his condom. With a loud groan he came all over my abs and tits, and I began to rub it all over my body, as I knew the guys like to see that. Looking at my husband, Adam said, “You need to get in that pussy.”
My husband came over and got on top of me, grabbing my wrists and holding them above my head. He was kissing me as he fucked me for a few minutes, then he put his hands on either side of me to raise his torso. Adam grabbed my wrists, holding them above my head still, and put his cock against my mouth. He was fully erect again, and I started to lick and suck him as my husband was fucking me. It wasn’t long before I orgasmed again, and a few minutes later I felt my husband let out a groan and I felt his cum flood my pussy.
As he orgasmed, Adam started to cum as well, coating my tongue, lips and face with another large load. The guys stood back to look at me, laying back still with my hands above my head, my body and face coated in cum and sweat, with more cum leaking from my pussy. They poured more Champagne, and invited me to stand up so they could admire their work. I was instructed to clean myself off, then came and sat between them on the couch, where they continued to touch and tease me for another hour as we finished the Champagne. I ended up giving each guy another blow job, swallowing their loads this time.
“Call me the next time you visit Charlotte,” Adam instructed as he left us.
An ending to the story was that at breakfast the next morning we saw the guy from the hallway. He was sitting with some other guys at a table, at what looked like a business meeting. As we passed by he gave us a wink and said, “Sorry I missed the party!”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/10imzm2/fun_with_collar_and_cuffs_mfm