Outward Bound

The rotating dildo and the vibrator combined to ensure a swift climax but the puddle of cum on his stomach wasn’t going to be the last; however it wasn’t long before the alcohol ensured he fell asleep.

When he woke he had a splitting headache, his nipples hurt like crazy and his cock was on fire. He hoped Fiona would come to his rescue soon and while he waited he thought about what excuses he would make.

Eventually he heard a key in the lock and then footsteps climbing the stairs and finally his bedroom door opening. ‘Simon! What have you done’, he recognised Fiona’s voice. He tried to talk but he was still gagged. She leaned over and after gently removing the duct tape over his eyes she untied the scarf and he spat the foam out.

His nurse in shining armour had arrived; wearing appropriately enough her nurse’s uniform having obviously come straight from a hospital shift.

He explained it was self bondage gone wrong because the timer hadn’t worked. It was the best he could come up with in his still slightly inebriated state.

She seemed to accept that; but then asked how he had texted her to come to his aid. He thought quickly and said it was a timed message in case something went wrong – which it clearly had. He was pleased with his explanation but Fiona smiled as if she realised he was not telling the truth.

After turning the dildo off she gently removed the tape holding the pegs on his nipples and as she removed each Simon cried out as blood flowed back to the sensitive tips. ‘Oh you poor thing!’ she said licking each nipple in turn. Simon groaned; not because of the pain, but the pleasure of her tongue touching the sensitive tips of each nipple.

Next she freed his penis which was fully erect and removed the vibrator but made no move to free his limbs.

What she did do was tie the scarf back across Simon’s mouth and then said; ‘I don’t know what’s gone on here, and frankly I don’t want to know, but this is too good an opportunity to waste!’

She removed her knickers and climbed onto the bed to sit astride his groin. Simon could do nothing to prevent her taking his sore cock inside her.

She leaned forward increasing the pressure on his penis as she licked his sensitive nipples smiling at his muted cry. Simon was powerless to prevent or indeed help her to reach a climax, which she did and then she rode him to his own climax.

Fiona left him tied to the bed whilst she took a shower and only then did she free him. The electronic handcuffs proved a problem until she found a suitable battery.

‘Do you want to tell me about how you really got into this situation?’ she asked when he had showered but Simon shook his head; ‘its best you don’t know’, he said and she nodded; ‘I won’t ask again; but I will say that it was great sex with you tied up and wearing your uniform! We should do that again!’

Once she left Simon found his phone by the door with the text message the men had sent to Fiona. There was another one sent to him from an unknown number which reminded him they were watching! The text also contained a photo of him kneeling between the bound boy’s legs with his cock entering the boy’s anus.