1. In The Dark


    Date: 10/19/2014, Categories: Group Sex, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    am on my back with my wrists tied together, my arms stretched above my head and my legs spread. I hear my own breathing; irregular nervous. I am opened up. Fingers probe me as if I’m being examined. Then nothing. I lay there on my back with my wrists tied together, my arms stretched above my head and my legs spread. My cunt is naked and exposed. I hear footsteps. How many I do not know. People staring at my naked pussy as I lie there exposed with my wrists tied together, my arms stretched above my head and the blindfold forcing me to remain in darkness. I hear my own breathing; irregular, nervous. I am opened up. Fingers probe me. This time fingers graze my clit too. I hear my own breathing; irregular, nervous. Fingers probe and graze. I hear myself give a soft moan. Then nothing. I lay there on my back with my wrists tied together, my arms stretched above my head and my legs spread. My naked pussy is on display, and I do not know how many people are in the room. My ankles are gripped. I feel rope around them. My ankles are secured to something, I know not what. All is dark. My ankles are secured, forcing me to keep my legs spread and my pussy on display. I hear my own breathing; irregular, nervous. I am opened up. Fingers probe me. I come to with a start. There’s a finger in my slit. My own finger in my own slit. I’m fingering myself in the halfway slumber between consciousness and sleep; fingering myself to dim memories. Have I really not had enough? I pull my hand away, ...
    somehow ashamed of myself, even though I’m alone. I think I’m alone. Is there anyone here to see? I don’t sense anybody. I strain my ears, but hear nothing. All around is darkness, but I strain my eyes anyway. The blindfold is thick and unforgiving. How could I have allowed all those things to happen? Because I had agreed to them, beforehand. The Blindfold Club people are conscientious, if nothing else. There was a form, several pages long, designed to ascertain my limits – limits they assured me would be strictly adhered to. I filled it out, conscientiously. Do you agree to: Participate in any kind of oral sex (If not, please specify below): Yes. Vaginal penetration: Yes. Anal penetration: Yes. (With a slight flicker of apprehension.) Being penetrated with objects (If yes, please specify below): Yes. (I didn’t agree to everything, but most.) Being fisted: No. (Not for all the tea in China.) There were reams of questions. Do you agree to: Being on the end of a little light spanking: Yes. Being spanked hard: (Not sure.) Thankfully there was a scale, stretching from no spanking (0) to the most painful spanking imaginable (10), just to be on the safe side: 4. (Stretching my limit a little.) Do you agree to: Being whipped: No. Being tied down: Yes. (Though really I wasn’t sure at all.) Being hog-tied: No. (I didn’t even know what that meant.) Having hot candle wax dripped on your body: No. (No, no, no!) There were activities there I had no idea people engaged in. And there were ...
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