I'm waiting for you eagerly on the bed in my lingerie and stockings. The outline of your body appears in the dim lighting as you approach. My eyes fix upon your stiff erection before noticing the rope in your hand. You crawl onto the bed with a smirk and move me back against the headboard. Taking my left wrist, you use the rope to secure it to the bedpost. I feel your hard cock brushing against my thigh as you reach across me and tie my right wrist to the bedpost.

  You lean back after I'm restrained and smile. I smile back, slowly rubbing my stockinged foot along your cock. Continuing to stroke it slowly with my toes, I gently squeeze my other foot down against your balls. I slide it up your shaft, wrap my toes around you, and begin stroking with both feet. Your breathing gets heavier as I move my feet faster, pumping your erection feverishly. Your cock twitches uncontrollably and I smirk as you unload your warm cum all over my stockinged foot.

  You open your eyes slowly, looking down at the mess you've made. You then glance mischievously at me still restrained. I become a little nervous as you lift my cum-covered foot and move it slowly towards my face. I feel my toes pressing against my lips and smell the cum under my nose. Knowing I'm at your mercy, you inform me that I'm not getting untied until my foot is clean.

  What do you do from here? Do you let me just take a couple licks and then untie me? Do you make me clean it all, but let me take slow licks? Or do you shove my foot in my mouth and make me take it all at once? I'm curious. I'm tied in front of you. What's my fate?