A Sissy's Long Night

He stood me up and whispered the contact word. It was the guy I was supposed t meet. I relaxed and grew red in the face. He turned me to face another camera. He started binding my chest and arms in leather straps. H e knelt and strapped my legs under my knees.

By this time I was maoning and whimpering, excited, not quite struggling but pushing against my restraints. Feeling the leather on me. The gag in my mouth silencing me, wigglign slowly for the cameras.

He stepped away and commanded me to try to get free. he watched me struggle. Listened to all the gag nosies I was making. Performing for the cameras. tehn he came up behind me and felt somehtign in the bound hands behind me.

I felt the head of his cock in my palm. I closed my hands over it and started stoking him. He felt big, hard and hot. he sighed some and then pulled me close, whispering in my ear all the things he was going to do to me.

I whimpered as he pulled away. I was bound tightly. I could not escape. I was gagged. No one could help me if I wanted them to. There was no way I could stop him from doing whatever he wanted to do to me. Instead of beign scared, I was begging. Begging for his cock. I wanted it badly, so badly.

I begged him. I begged himn through my gag. I really wanted his cock. Ir eally wnated his cock in my mouth. I begged for it, I needed it.

I wanted to...needed to...suck his hot and hard cock.