Order you to remove your clothes - one item at a time. As you do I take photos on my phone. Last are the leggings, but I tell you to leave them on - much to your confusion. Then come the cable ties. securing your hands behind your back. and a choke collar with a chain. Finally we can begin ..

I pull on the chain, and the collar tightens around your neck, thick leather biting into your skin and squeezing your windpipe as you gasp, struggling to breath. You stumble forward from the force, unable to find your balance with in your current restraints, bringing you into my reach.

I squeeze on your large exposed tits. Roughly manhadleling your flesh, slapping at them, watching them swing from side to side. I take a nipple between my fingers, squeezing it tight until you are forced to take a sharp intake of breath, then twist, wrentvhing it through a half circle. Blood rushes to the area causing it to flush at this treatment.

"On your knees" I order, punctuating the command with another tug upon the chain that hangs from your kneck. You do not resist. You drop to your knees staring up at me with your large brown eyes. I pull down my jeans, releasing a thick cock, already hard. Eagerly you try to put the tip in your mouth, hungry to taste me. But, your actions only earn you a slap - quick and hard it leaves your face stinging and warm.

Still realing from the stike, I take your face between my hands, squeezing your cheeks as I pull you toward me. "Don't think. You only do as I say. Understand?" You try to nod aquesence and I release you. "Now start with my balls!"

You take my balls in your mouth, quicly covering them in thick reams of slobbery spit as you desperately work them. My dick lies accross your face, leaking pre-cum into your hair. Low gutteral moans from me reward you with the knowlege I approve.

When I'm ready I pull away from you. "Open wide!" You obey, lesson learned, wanting only to please your master. "Tongue out!" soft and pink drool pools on your breasts after dripping from your mouth.

This time my cock does go in your mouth. One hand holidng onto your chain the other grasping a handfull of hair. Using both to pull you deep onto my now throbbing dick. Despite wanting to do your best - to fulfill your role as bondage mouse and make your master happy - you can't help gagging a little.

As your body sapsms outside of your control you cannot get away. Instead pain radiates from your scalp as you pull against me but my grip on your hair does not loosen. At the same time the collar starts to constrict again. You were struggling to breath anyway, but this only makes things more diffircult.

Still there is no respite. Your mouth is my fuck hole and I am thrusting into it. Each thrust I edge a little deeper. Each thrust you gag and spasm. Each thrust the pain increases, the collar gets tighter. Your vision starts to narrow closing in, carbon dioxide burning in your lungs untill finally you loose consciousness - nothing more than a ragdoll, mouth full of cock.

You come to as a tide of warm cum splashes over your face. Your mouth and jaw are sore but you are happy to have performed your role. You look around trying to peice together what must have happened. You are on the floor, fallen to the side, legs crumpled beneath you, arms behind you. 

Before you can do or say anything, I roll you onto your front and raise your still tied arms up behind you, pushing your face into the cold floor. You are locked into some kind of restraint - you can't tell what from where you are. Behind, you hear a sound of ripping, and cool air on the wet lips of your pussy.

Strong hands, grab you, raising your posterior off the floor and manipulating you into a specific position. You feel something hard pushing against your sopping cunt. Then the whiring of an electric motor and repetative clunck of recipricating motion. Each clunk you are spread wide, the hardness spearing your to pushing deep inside.

"Wait there!" Is the last instruction you hear before the a clicking lock leaves you all alone.