CONTENT NOTE: Sexual fantasy theme inspired by a seriously hot post by Girl On The Net on bondage and cock milking. 

His wrists and ankles are strapped tight to the table, with straps over his shoulders, hips  knees, chin and forehead. He can’t move much even if he wanted to. He is blindfolded, so he can’t see either, his erect cock resting against him ready for me to play with.

I don’t say a word. I just take my go-to water based lube and warm it up in my hands, before taking hold of his cock at the base and starting to stroke. His chest rises and falls as I slowly stroke, watching the silky, lubed-up flesh cover and expose the head. I work the head, speeding up while my other hand massages his balls. He moans, and my pussy throbs at the sound.

I live for those moans, but this isn’t just for him. This is for me. I want to see him struggle in his restraints as I tease him. I want to hear him moan and whimper as I milk his cock. It’ll make him feel good, and push him into a submissive headspace, yes. I want his to make him feel good. He wants this. He asked me to tie him up and show him no mercy. It’ll give me what I want and what I need. To have him all to myself.

I start pumping his cock. Hard. Fast. Firm at the base and the flicking my tongue along his head. Oh, those fucking whimpers. Lube slicks and squelches against our skin, as his hips stiffen and breath quickens as he’s about to cum. I move my hand away. He groans.

I start to tease him again, my fingertip swirling around the pre-cum covered head, before pumping hard again. He tenses against the restraints, knuckles white as he clutches at the sides of the table, hips moving against the rhythm as much as the bondage will allow him. I want that cum. I want to hear him squirm as he thinks of bending me over and fucking me relentless with all the pent up frustration.

I don’t stop, the unforgiving rhythm becoming too much for him. I relish in the sounds he makes as he starts to cum and I push up my boobs to his cock, letting his thick, white cum squirt and glide all over them.

Maybe later I’ll tie you up and fuck you, like you asked as well.

Maybe I won’t, like you asked too.