Special thanks to a friend who edited this for me!! You're the best Snarky! Also, all characters in this story are 18+
I wake to total darkness. I wonder what woke me up. I start thinking, wishing my boyfriend was home. I toss and turn in my bed. I start to drift off, then think I hear a noise deeper in the house, I sit up, then decide it was just the creaking house. I notice a presence in the room and I call his name, thinking he's home. I hear you shush me and settle back into the sheets, reassured thinking its him. I feel a pressure on the end of the bed and smile, thinking you're going to cuddle with me till I fall back asleep. Instead, I feel you tie something over my eyes.
I call out, "Babe??" I can feel the heat emulating from your body as you hover over my body and kiss my full lips softly. I startle when I feel someone else slowly pulling down my silky panties, as your hands are in my curly hair.
I start to open my mouth to scream but you hold your hand over my mouth and whisper "Quiet or this will be worse for you." I continue to struggle as the other guy caresses my body lightly with his hands. I buck to try to get you both off of me. I hear rummaging around the room and hope your friend won't find my play things....I realize my suspicions were correct when I hear a chuckle. You grab something he hands you and I struggle when I feel the familiar weight of rope near my wrists.
"No!! You can't do this!! Get off!" I shout.
You slap me and say "Shut up you slut. From what we found in this room we know you like it rough. And so I know you're going to like what we are going to do to you." You rub one finger quickly on my hungry pussy lips and feel I'm already soaking wet.
"Ah, just as I thought. Just a dirty little slut, aren't you..." You say it, not as a question but as fact. I whimper as you say "Robin, tie her up tight, the whore likes it." He roughly ties my wrists above me and smiles as it brings my big tits up as well. I feel a knife quickly cut off my pajama and feel the cold air on my pert tits. I struggle again as I feel my nipples becoming erect and I hope neither of you notice.
Robin ties my ankles as well and says, "Now that's much better..." You back up off the bed and I can only guess what you're doing. I'm tense, trying to figure out what you both are doing. Then I suddenly feel something being dragged across my body. I shudder, realizing its the flail from the closet. The leather pieces rub against my skin. I feel them flick across my erect nipples and I gasp. Then, angry with myself for getting turned on more, I bite my lip to stay quiet. I hear Robin chuckle and hear him ask, "Do you want a go at it?"
To which you reply, "No I'll just watch for now." At that, he flicks it across my glistening pussy, my lips opening no matter how hard my brain tries to resist. My body is responding to his teases, and I can't do anything about it.
"Noooo....stop" I beg, needing him to stop.
"What did you just say to me, whore?? Did you just TELL me to stop? You'll regret that, nasty whore." He says and he immediately stops dragging the flail across my body. I feel him loosen my left wrist and ankle, and flip me onto my stomach.