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Once he had finished I said; ‘why don’t you take that jumpsuit off? You don’t need it anymore.’ He was clearly glad to be rid of it. When I handed him a cream silk outfit he looked confused but pulled it on anyway; it was a silk basque. The low cut top revealed his tortured nipples and its length don’t reach his groin but he didn’t seem to mind particularly when I changed into a similar one; mine was red and fitted me perfectly.
I nodded to the bed and he walked over to it. On it was a pile of red silk scarves. ‘Why don’t you tie one on each ankle and wrist and then lie on the bed’, I purred and he followed my instructions.
‘Now tie your ankles to the posts at the foot of the bed’, I said and he did.
This was going very well I thought.
‘Now I want you to pack your mouth with two of the scarves. Then fold another and tie a knot in the middle. Put the knot in your mouth and tie that scarf tightly in place. When you have done that I want you to fold another scarf and tie it over your mouth.’
Like an obedient puppy he did what he was told. I then told him to reach over and tie his left wrist to the post at the top of the bed. That took some doing with only one free hand but he managed eventually.
I walked over and sat on the bed and tied his other wrist to the post and checked the knots he had done and tightened all of them.
I picked up another scarf and looped it around his neck leaving the ends dangling over his chest. He watched as I carefully folded another scarf into a thin strip and then gasped as I tied a loop on the end and pushed it over the head of his erect cock and tied it tightly in place in the groove.
I then tied the other end of that scarf to the two ends of the scarf around his neck – adjusting the length to stretch his cock up across his stomach.
Yet another scarf went around his scrotum and that stretched his balls down to the foot of the bed. He was staked out in more ways than one and now the fun could begin!
I picked up a new scarf and took hold of two opposite corners. I drew each over one of his nipples and the reaction was immediate. He groaned through the gag in pleasure and his cock tried to twitch but of course it couldn’t.
I teased his nipples this way for some time and then drew the scarf over his cock and then his balls. I could keep this torment up for ages!
After a while I stopped and draped the scarf over his face; this cut his vision down to a red blur and made breathing through his nose more difficult. I then began to push a new scarf into his rectum, forcing almost all the material inside – now you know why I cleaned him out!
I pulled it slowly out and then fed it back inside - his frantic twisting against the scarves binding him to the bed a testament to the pleasure this was generating.
Leaving his rectum full of silk I switched back to his cock which was now almost purple in colour – that would be the two crushed Viagra tablets in the caviar!
I covered his cock in silk and teased its head with two fingers through the material, gently rotating it around the head as I went. He was now desperate to cum, but I wasn’t going to allow that just yet.
I drew the silk slowly through the lips of his urethra seesawing it backwards and forwards and he almost came but I stopped immediately and transferred my attention back to his nipples.
This time I used my tongue and teeth on one whilst teasing the other with the end of the scarf. Both nipples were a bright red colour when I finished with them; time to move on and this time it was the turn of his feet.
I tormented the soles of his feet with the silk occasionally running a finger up his cock to keep him “on the boil” and then glancing at my watch I decided it was time to finish this.
I pulled the scarf from his rectum and after lubricating my index finger I pushed it in and sought out his prostate. I synchronised massaging it with gently teasing his cock with the scarf. His body twitched more and more and the moaning because pleading through the gag until eventually sperm erupted like a volcano.
I didn’t stop until every last drop was out on his chest. I untied his right wrist and left him to do the rest. ‘Join me in the kitchen when you are ready’, I said leaving him to it. I would edit the video later to show he had tied himself up.
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