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Late Night at the Library, A Bondage Tale

Date: 10/13/2017, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: miss-trussed, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

harder & harder. The observer joined in. “Look at those tits, She’s gonna bust her belts in a minute. Pass me another one”! The grinding stop, what now”? I could feel a belt across my nipples, brushing back & forth for a moment, teasing them further until I heard the “clink” of the belt being looped together then slowly pulled tight. “HAHAHA, pull it tighter Kenny”. Now I was scared, I was gulping as much air as I could but every time I exhaled the belt was pulled tighter, three breaths & every time he pulled before fastening it off. I moaned, managing only swallow shallow breaths of air before the leather pressed hard into my breasts like a steel cage. I had to think; small, slow, shallow breaths. I had to relax & keep calm. I genuinely thought I was going to suffocate. I began to relax my body, staying as still as possible. I concentrated hard to maintain myself but then they were both on me. One rubbing his hands up & down the length of my satin-covered thighs, thumbs, two this time teasing my hips at every stroke. My other captor until now had been an observer but now he was behind me leaning against my bound arms, grinding his shaft against them, I could feel it harden. His fingers pinched & squeezed the bare flesh of my breasts between the heavy leather strapping. He was moaning now & hard as rock as he rubbed against the length of my arms. For a moment, he back away, one arm around my neck as he sunk lower behind me. He was stumbling slightly now as he dropped down. ... Soon I realised why. He grabbed one of my bound hands & wrapped my fingers around his denim-covered penis. He made efforts to rub against me, hoping I would respond but my reaction was to squeeze. At first he found pleasure but as he slid his man-hood through my fingers to its swollen tip I pinched HARD! As it “pinged” though my grasp, he let out a shriek. A hand grabbed my throat. “You fucking little bitch, try sucking on some air now”! A hand clamped over my mouth & pulled my head back hard against his gut as his thumb & finger pinched my nostrils…. I grunted & struggled frantically, gulping for air. The chair creaked as I strained against my bonds. Gulping noises from my throat and my convulsive actions did nothing to stop him. “Bet you wish you hadn’t teased us now you fucking little bitch”. Throughout my ordeal the thumb worked vigorously at my now swollen clit. Then as suddenly as it began it stopped. Simultaneously the pair backed away. My head fell back as & filled my lungs as best I could with sweet air. My whole body shuddered. I could never have imagined that this gross pair could have brought me come so close to orgasm. I felt hot breath on the side of my neck. “We’re going for a brew. You’ve got 30 minutes so if you don’t want to get fucked up some more you’d better start struggling”. I heard the door open then close behind them. The footsteps faded. I was exhausted. My body ached from painfully tight bondage, my head spun from the lack of air & my mind raced with ...