Out of a black unconsciousness, I started to slowly resurface. I was having an intense dream, where I was swimming beneath a waterfall naked. I floated on my back and let the water rain down on my pussy, stimulating me in a way that wouldn't get me off, but was highly pleasurable nonetheless. I tried to tilt my hips so that the water would fall at the best angle, and at that point, I started to wake up further. The waterfall feeling persisted, until I gained enough consciousness to realize that it was, in fact, a shower. My mind was hazy and my vision blurry. I was so turned on that I was lost to any need for logic. My legs were bent back with my knees towards my ample chest, and I tilted my pelvis to attempt to increase the sensations.
I tried to find a way to get more stimulation from the water but failed. Frustrated, I finally decided to use my hands. It was then that I realized I was bound. My wrists and ankles were intentionally positioned in a way that would best expose my cunt to the water, and were kept securely in place by straps attached to loops built into the ceramic. Startled out of my erotic haze, I began to struggle against my bindings. Yet, the struggle only seemed to tighten them, and further adjusted my position so that my pussy continued being stimulated. Who had brought me here? How did I get here? I couldn't think or see straight, or really understand what was going on. I knew I had been drinking, but I was fairly certain at this point that I had been drugged.
I struggled against my bindings in fear and alarm, when I felt the pressure in the shower increase. I gasped involuntarily, still inexplicably turned on, despite the realization that someone had clearly captured me, and I obviously wasn't his first. The person who had set up this elaborate bondage system in his bathtub was clearly experienced. Despite what was happening in my mind, and the fear and panic that had begun to wash over me, my cunt was throbbing now, under the constantly falling water. I involuntarily moaned at the pleasure, shocked that I could be feeling anything but terror. Still floating in my drug-induced haze, I decided I might as well just give myself up to the insistent water. I was bound and alone, and it felt so good. I was suddenly thankful for the drugs that were lowering my inhibitions, and helping me to remain calm.
Well... not exactly calm. My breath was coming in short gasps, and I was moaning unconsciously. I ground my hips at the air, and suddenly, the water pressure increased again and I let out a cry. To my surprise, I realized that I might actually cum. I'd heard of people getting off from shower heads before, but it had never worked for me. Yet, now, bound in some stranger's bathtub, drugged, and having no knowledge of what was in store, I was approaching an amazing orgasm. My breath grew faster and my moans grew louder. I was so close.
Then suddenly, the water turned off. What the fuck? I struggled once again against the bindings, desperate to reach down and finish myself off. Of course, like before, they tightened further. I began to cry in frustration, wanting so badly to orgasm. I looked up at the shower head in an attempt to will it back on, when I noticed something above it. There was a video camera at the top of the shower stall. My mouth dropped in the realization that I hadn't been truly 'alone' and my entire display was surely witnessed by someone.
The drugs were wearing off increasingly, and as I became more sober, I started to freak out. "Let me out!" I screamed, knowing that it was in vain. "Somebody help me!" I struggled further against the bindings, and began to cry in earnest. Something told me that no one but my captor would be able to hear me. As I lay there, spread eagle and weeping, I heard a door open. Someone walked toward the tub, and pulled aside the curtain. Standing above me was a beautiful man. Mid to late thirties, well muscled, dark hair and bright blue eyes. My heart thudded as he looked down at me with what appeared to be a cross between speculation and amusement.
"Please let me out of here! Please! My husband will be wondering where I am!"
The man smiled and lowered into a crouch by the tub. "Now Ana, first of all, you shouldn't lie to me. I know you don't have a husband. And second, I'll let you out shortly. Just a little patience, please." He spoke with a heavy southern accent.
I looked at him like he was crazy then let out an ear splitting scream. He answered with a stinging blow against my cheek that caused me to cry out and tear. "Alright Ana, you have requested a gag. I'll be back momentarily."
He rose to leave, and I called after him in vain: "Untie me you motherfucker!" This time he didn't answer. He returned a few minutes later, and knelt beside the tub again. I looked at him with wide eyes, as he forced open my mouth, and stuffed something pink and lacy into it. These were not my panties, but they were certainly used. This caused me to wonder who else had suffered this treatment.
"There now. That's better." My captor reached out, and ran his hands along the contours of my body, beginning at my 34F breasts. I squealed as he pinched my nipples, and in response, he reached out and shoved some other girl's panties further into my throat. "You are not to make a sound, Ana." He continued to play with my breasts, almost idly. "The thing you need to understand, is that as long as you obey me and do as you're told, you will find a great deal of pleasure in the experience." I shook my head angrily and glared at him, though I was careful not to make a sound. He laughed and kneaded my breasts more firmly. He pinched, tweaked and pulled on my nipples until they grew hard, then he reached down and took one in his mouth, sucking in a massive part of my tit.
He changed tactics, using his teeth to graze my nipple, and I let out an involuntary moan. He pulled back and glared at me. "Did I not tell you to remain silent?" I looked at him wide eyed and nodded. To my alarm and dismay, the breast play had caused my pussy to moisten again, and begin throbbing. I was undeniably and intensely turned on, but was totally freaked out as to what that meant. "You'll be punished later for your disobedience." I looked at him with worry.
He eyed me speculatively and stood up. "I'm going to untie you, now, Ana. If you try fight, you will lose, and the loss will be extremely painful to you. But, if you're a good girl, I will allow you to have more pleasure than you've ever experienced in your life. Do you understand?" I merely nodded again, and my pussy trembled.
Again, he ran his hands down my body, slowly, causing me to get wetter as he slid his large, strong fingers over my thighs. He undid the first ankle strap, then placed my leg in the tub, repeating the procedure with the second leg. He ran his hands up my torso again, and, unable to resist, stopped once again at my tits. "You have rather incredible breasts, Ana." Again, he dropped his mouth to them, apparently quite taken. I was careful, this time, to not make a sound, though the pleasure was intense. Finally, he broke off, and caught me off guard by quickly removing my gag and kissing me passionately. I stubbornly refused to kiss him back. He continued to kiss me, and his other hand slid languidly back down and reached into my cunt. I involuntarily tilted my pelvis up to meet his hand, and opened my legs to welcome him. He pulled out of the kiss. "Well well... already starting to enjoy yourself, hmm?"
His fingers found the entrance to my pussy and his thumb pressed against my clit in a circular motion while I writhed under his touch, grinding into him. He leaned back to watch my face as he finger fucked me. My breath came shorter and faster, and it took everything I was to stop from moaning while he worked over my cunt. I was getting close again, when suddenly, he withdrew his fingers. I exhaled in disappointment and looked at him imploringly. He still hadn't given me permission to speak, and I wasn't interested in pissing him off again, so I said nothing.
He smiled, and moved back up my body, once again, kissing me intently. This time I returned the kiss. At that moment, a decision came over me. I was going to let go. I, Ana the control freak, was going to just let go, and let myself take what pleasure I could. My captor pulled back and smiled at me. "I think its time to take off those wrists bindings, don't you?" I nodded at him vigorously. He smiled again and undid the first strap, then the other. At that point, he lifted me out of the tub and set me on my feet.
Being suddenly vertical caused me to get dizzy again, and I was totally weak in the knees from the events of the evening. Before I could fall, my captor caught me. He then did something that surprised me. He took out a towel, and gently dried my body from head to toe. He kissed me once again, then took a thin band of fabric out of the drawer. "I'm going to blindfold you, Ana. I have a surprise for you."
I looked at the blindfold dubiously, but I didn't dare defy him again, and allowed him to put it over my eyes. He stood behind me, tying it, and when finished, he once again ran his hands lightly over my body, causing me to shiver and goosebumps to rise on my skin. He pulled me close and breathed in deeply. "You can always tell a woman's truest scent when she's just been cleaned. You smell delicious, Ana." He paused, as if awaiting a response. Then, "You may speak now, if you'd like."
"Thank you." I responded.
"Thank you sir." He corrected.
"Yes sir, sorry sir!" Still behind me, he fondled my breast with one hand, and used the other to tilt my head, allowing him access to my slender neck, which he kissed passionately. He pulled back, but kept hold of my tit, then turned me, and opened the door of the bathroom, then led me elsewhere. One hand continued to knead my tit and play with my nipple, causing juices to flow into my pussy, while the other rested on my waist and guided me toward our destination.
He removed his hand from my waist in order to open the door to another room and guided me inside. "Ana, there is a bed here, sit down please." I did as he commanded, wordlessly. "Lie down". I lay down, then he turned my body, and placed me where he wanted me. He then lifted my arms over my head, and bound me to what I assumed was the headboard. My cunt pounded as he kissed me again.
"Are you ready for your surprise, Ana?"
I nodded. "Yes, sir."
He removed my blindfold and grinned down at me. He then stepped out of my line of vision, and I saw with a start that we were not alone. There were two other women in the room, both naked, and both looked at me as though they were going to eat me alive. Of course, in a way, that was exactly what they were going to do.
"Ana, meet Zoe and Jane." He rose from the bed and put one arm around the waist of each girl. Zoe had long auburn hair, green eyes and the most perfect pair of breasts I had ever seen. Jane was blond, like myself, with chocolate brown eyes. Her breasts were well formed and a little larger than Zoe's, though nowhere near the size of mine. Her nipples were huge and erect.
My captor gave the nipples of each woman a quick tweak, and nudged them towards me. "Ladies, please make Ana feel welcome". The beautiful women smiled and crawled onto the bed one on either side of me. My eyes widened and I drew my breath in sharply as they ran their hands up over my body. I had never been with a woman, though they were often the subjects of my fantasies. Raised in a conservative, Catholic family, I never imagined I would have the guts to act on my lesbian fantasies. Now, the matter was taken completely out of my hands, bound as they were, while two beautiful women crawled into bed next to me.
Zoe was the first to reach my mouth with hers, kissing me fully while exploring the inside of my mouth with her tongue. At the same time, Jane took my highly sensitive nipple in her mouth, and sucked it with abandon. I moaned into Zoe's mouth, and bucked my hips into the air, seeking stimulus. Zoe broke off her kiss and nuzzled my neck, and whispered "welcome" into my ear. She moved down and took my other nipple into her mouth. Both women fell into a rhythm, sucking my tits and grazing my nipples with their teeth. I moaned with abandon while my captor filmed everything. He watched with a satisfied and expectant expression that simply served to make my pussy wetter.
The work of the talented women on my breasts was starting to push me over the edge, I squirmed about beneath them, nearing climax. As I felt myself nearing orgasm, I heard my captor's voice. "That's enough for the moment, ladies."
Zoe and Jane instantly pulled back at his word, clearly they served their master and his every whim. I moaned in frustration, having been denied orgasm yet again. My captor moved to the side of the bed, looking down on me with obvious pleasure. My nipples were rock solid, my cheeks flushed, my lips parted in arousal. Juices were flowing from my pussy onto the bed beneath me.
"Are you enjoying your surprise, Ana?"
