Emma had some weird experiences for the last few weeks. Every now and then she had been woken up at night to strange noises. Once there was a crash outside in her garden, another was a phone ringing downstairs, and finally she could've swore she heard her bedroom door slam closed. The last one was also strange because she was certain she could smell someone in the room with her; the musky, sweaty smell of a man.
That night she sat upright on the edge of her plush pink double bed facing the door, catching her breath. She leaned across and turned on her bedside lamp. The orange glow illuminated the room, casting calming shadows over the furniture. She took a deep breath in an attempt to calm her pounding heart. The 20 year old university student was getting sick of not being able to sleep. "I'll call the doctor in the morning and get some sleeping pills", she thought. She took a sip of a glass of water by her bedside before lying back down to sleep. She relished the feeling of the cold sheets enveloping her small body, upon which she was wearing nothing but pink panties, a light grey sports bra and a thin t-shirt.
She awoke with a pain in her head, feeling woozy. As she attempted to rub her eyes, she realised her hands were restrained. Something cold and metallic was coiled around her small wrists.
As she opened her eyes she began to understand what had happened. Emma was shackled in an upright sitting position straddling a young man, who appeared to be asleep. Shocked, she tried to call out for help, but quickly realised there was something secured in her mouth that seemed to be pushing it's way down her throat!
The young university student began gagging and coughing as a result of the harsh gag she had tightly secured around her mouth. It must have been one of those dildo gags she'd seen online during her semi-regular late-night browsing of online sex shops. This was strange though, it didn't feel rigid - as she had imagined - but closer to the feeling of a flaccid penis in her mouth.
"Gggggh! Hffff mffff!" Emma yelled, trying to alert someone to her predicament, but she appeared to be in what looked like a dark empty warehouse, with no one around except for this young man underneath her, who -- in spite of his unconscious state -- was slowly growing a sizeable erection which Emma could feel between her legs.
There were chains tightly wrapped around her lower back and chest, holding her upper body firmly against the stranger's. The chains were pulled so tightly that the pair were bound together so closely they were almost kissing.
As she began to overcome the initial shock, Emma realised she was wearing completely different clothing to when she had fallen asleep - now also wearing a pair of light blue leggings, white socks and a grey t-shirt. She was thankful to be wearing more clothing rather than less, but remained confused and frightened at her current predicament.
Again, she struggled against her bonds, attempting to pull her wrists out of the harsh steel cuffs which held them fast behind her back. Her ankles were also held securely in place, linked to the back legs of the chair, preventing her from shifting her weight off of the man she was currently straddling.
All of Emma's wriggling was clearly beginning to have an effect on the man she was tied to as his erection continued to grow beneath her.
