How not to wake up frm a hangover
How not to wake up frm a hangover
| Sex Story Author: | Misty_Tiratzo |
| Sex Story Excerpt: | Finally, once her nimble fingers her left knee, she lifted her eyes and looked at Eric, and smiled. "Well, |
| Sex Story Category: | Domination/submission |
| Sex Story Tags: | Domination/submission, Female Domination, Fiction |
Eric woke up naked, he couldn’t move, somehow he had been tied to a chair. The chair came from the dining room and was metal and very sturdy with a plain un-upholstered back in his mouth was something that tasted salty and foul, he pressed his tongue against it and tried to spit it, but it was well and truly stuffed into his mouth and out his wrists, ankles, and waist held in place with either duct tape or clear wide packing tape. His penis was taped to the wood of the chair with something rather tight around the base, he struggled futilely unable see whatever was constricting him.
Eric managed to shake the cobwebs from his brain, his head the only portion of his body not taped or tied, he let his gaze wander about the room. He was in his bedroom. The bed had been neatly made with pink sheets and navy blue comforter. In the back corner sits a vanity with various hairbrushes and makeup containers and bottles of lotions and potions semi organized on its surface. He stared at the dresser across from him, his dresser, the surface now devoid of anything, clear packing tape sealed each drawer, his vision took in the room, the door to walk-in closet, and bathroom is set in the wall to his right. He breathed in noisily through his nose, his nostrils filled with all manner of fragrances. He recognized the sound of running water, someone was in his shower the water running is running. A moment later, the sound stopped.
Try as he might, there’s not much he could do, he had been tied down effectively, the tape bit into his skin when he wriggled his wrists. After a few minutes of trying the skin chaffed and became red, Misty entered the room wearing just a towel around her body and another twisted around her head hiding her long lustrous copper hair. Without so much as looking at Eric, she strode across the room straight to her vanity. She rolled her head on her shoulders her skin still glistening wet she chose a lotion from the collection of bottles cluttering the vanity Eric began to try mumbling into the cloth that filled his mouth as she sat on a low wooden stool and began to rub and smooth the lotion onto bare and slightly damp legs.
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