(All characters in the story are 18+ and purely fictional)
You come over, hoping my brother is home, letting yourself in as always. You are immediately confused by what you hear. Moaning and whimpering can be heard coming from upstairs. Cautiously, you creep up the stairs and towards the sounds, which are emanating from my room. You peek around the door frame and are surprised by what you see: me, on my back, a vibe teasing my engorged clit as I finger myself furiously. Your mouth drops wide in shock, and you feel your cock twitch in response to my sounds. From where you're hiding, you get a perfect view of my shaved pink pussy, dripping with my juices.
You lick your lips in anticipation, then saunter in, saying,
"Well what do we have here?"
I squeal in surprise and freeze. Slowly, you walk towards me, leering at my naked body. Your eyes devour the sight of my 34DD tits, erect nipples and juicy pussy. Seeing my discarded panties on the floor, you stoop to pick them up, sniffing my aroma from the crotch. Before I realize what's happening, you wrap them around my wrists, securing them thoroughly, and step back a moment. Once my wrists are tied, you kiss me, quick yet fiercely. You then trail a few kisses down my neck, nibbling on my skin. I shiver, my body anticipating anything you do.
"Well I was going to have fun with your brother if he was here, but I think I've found something much more entertaining. Mm I'm gonna have such fun tearing up your pretty little pussy," you say, in a husky voice.
"I wonder what other toys you have laying around here..."
You wander around my room, stopping to grab a belt and loop it around the panties binding my wrists, securing me to the headboard. I watch you walk around my room, but freeze when u reach into my nightstand.
You notice and grin. "Oh. This must be where they are, huh? Mm let's see what we have here. Well well well. A bigger vibe...a small butt plug, brand new, you nasty slut. A blindfold, some rope, and clamps.... It's like you knew I was coming!" Your eyes light up as you say the last few things. I mentally curse myself for having them in such an obvious place, shuddering with fear as you take each item out and place them on my dresser. I instinctively know you won't be gentle. You grab the blindfold and put it over my eyes, taking a moment to brush the hair away from my face. Then you move away, but I can feel your eyes on me as you sift through my toys. I feel you looming over me and you grab one length of rope, tie it to my tied wrists and then to the headboard. You then take each ankle and tie each to the bottom corners of the bed, leaving my legs wide and exposed. I can feel your warm breath as you bend to get a closer look at my pussy, and more juices drip out.
"You like this, don't you, slut? Don't even bother lying to me, your pussy is dripping and making itself ready for me," you say as you gently trail one finger around my inner thighs, going around my pussy lips and clit, making my body ache for your touch. I groan when u finally press your finger to my clit, then you dip first one, then two fingers into my sopping cunt. They go in easily with my natural juices and I moan as you want finger fuck me, agonizingly slow. Suddenly you withdraw your fingers and bring them to my lips. I smell my juices and open my mouth to suck them off of your fingers. I twirl my tongue around your fingers, and you begin to play with my sensitive nipples, making me moan. You withdraw your fingers but continue to play with my tits. You lean in and kiss me, and I try to move closer to you but can't due to my bindings. One hand wraps in my hair, the other teasing alternating nipples. I moan into our kiss, and I feel your smirk against my lips. You pull back and I frown, hearing you grab something off of the table. You bend and start sucking on my nipples, twisting and biting and licking them, eliciting mewls of pleasure from me. The pressure of your teeth is replaced by the feel of cold metal.
"No. Oh no please don't. Noooooo," I beg and try to move away, anything to avoid the painful grip of the nipple clamps, which you tighten one after the other. Tears well in my eyes and drip down my face, escaping the blindfold.