Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

Both of their eyes were wide with excitement and I could tell the clothes I had on turned them on. I took one last look at myself in the large mirror which stood on the pedestal nearby and sat down as directed. Actually, I flopped down. The chair seemed lower than a normal chair and by misjudging the height I ended up almost losing my balance. I had to spread my legs a bit to regain my balance. I looked in front of me just to see Jason holding his breath and his eyes widening. His eyes were looking straight between my legs.

Oh my god, no! I quickly closed them together embarrassed and wondered how much I showed him. By the look on his face I probably just showed him my pussy. I shivered at the thought and I had to tell myself to be more careful from now on.

“Ok Kate, now remember you are a sub in this photo shoot so try to make faces which would make you look meek,” Tim said, I don’t think he noticed my clumsiness and the inadvertent exposure.

“Sure Tim, I’ll do my best,” I said noticing that the nearby mirror was positioned in such way that I could see myself perfectly.

Good, I thought. The mirror would be a perfect way to make sure I don’t’ show too much.

“Thanks Kate, this means a lot to us, thanks for doing this. Now, here is something that we need to put on you so tell me if it’s uncomfortable,” He said holding up a round red ball.

The ball had leather straps attached to it with snaps and I quickly realized it was a gag ball, something you would place on a sex slave. I stiffened up at the sight of the instrument but didn’t say anything, just shook my head in compliance. Deep down inside another one of my secret fantasies was reawakened and I was afraid my voice would tremble if I answered.

I still remembered the fantasies of being tied up without any clothes on and used as a fuck toy by a bunch of burly men. Every time I had those fantasies I always had a gag ball on and had the biggest orgasms. Tim came up to me and held it in front of my face until I slowly opened my mouth and he was able to put it in. I trembled, I know I did! I couldn’t help it. It was as if I was living my fantasy and I was hoping he took it for being uncomfortable.

He wrapped the straps behind my head and snapped the gag ball securely in place. I examined it with my hands and was surprised it wasn’t uncomfortable; it just made me salivate a bit.

“Is it ok Kate?” He asked.

I shook my head up and down telling him it was since I couldn’t say a word.

“Good, now we’re going to put the ropes on, just tell us if we get them too tight.”

Tim and Jason walked up to me on either side and each one of them took one arm. Extending them behind me they held them to the chair and begun wrapping the thick cords around them and the chair. Because the chair was little narrow, tying my hands in this fashion made me stick my chest out and with the top I had on I was afraid it would slide down. I looked at the mirror but saw that everything was fine which calmed my fears a bit. I watched them as they worked getting a secret thrill from their touches and the fact I was being tied up.

“They’re not too tight are they?” Jason asked when they were done.

I shook my head from side to side telling them I was fine.

“Now we’re going to do the same with your legs,” Jason said and both boys took up positions in front of me.

I kept my knees close together as they worked tying each foot to the vertical post of the chair. It was hard because my feet were spread apart but I didn’t want to show them anything I shouldn’t since they were so close to me. Each one of them took their time and glance at my crotch whenever they had the chance. Looking down I saw the tiny skirt still covering me but barely.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Great, we’re done, you look perfect Kate,” Jason said.

I looked at myself in the mirror and nearly came. I was tied up… tied up and gagged barely dressed in front of those boys and their cameras. I knew my face was red and I thanked god for the unusual make up I had on which covered my obvious excitement. I noticed my nipples were hard making an outline in the top I had on but I could not help that.

They started taking pictures and I tried to look as sub… or meek as I could. I glanced at the mirror from time to time to make sure everything was still in place. One thing was that my legs were getting really tired. I had to force my knees together and keep them there and the longer this went on, the more tired they became. I was glad when Tim finally stood up resting his camera.

“We need something else, something is missing. I’ll be right back,” He said and walked out of the room.

He came back after a few moments holding a scarf.

“Kate, I’m going to put this on you, I’m going to blind fold you for this part. Is that Ok?” He asked.

Oh god, a blind fold! In one of my fantasies I was blindfolded and gagged while being fucked! I didn’t want to do it, I really didn’t but my head moved up and down not listening to reason.

“Good, thanks Kate.”

I couldn’t control my breathing any more, my breasts rose and fell as my breathing came in gasps. Tim walked behind me and suddenly I couldn’t see anymore! The scarf covered my eyes and Tim tied it securely behind my head. I heard him walk back in the front and suddenly I heard both of their cameras snapping pictures. I couldn’t tell where they were anymore and from what angle they were taking pictures, all I could do was sit there.

After a few moments I had to adjust myself in the seat and suddenly I felt my top slide down a bit. I froze in my seat afraid of what I just exposed.

“Nice Kate, just like that,” Tim said.

Oh my god, he wanted me to move more… to expose myself more. These boys were my son’s friends and I was tied up in such a vulnerable fashion… so exposed.

“Ugmmmm…” I made a low moan from the thought.

I moved again wiggling in my seat to get more comfortable and again I felt my top slide down.

“Oh my god…” This time it was Jason’s voice.

I felt cold air around my aureoles and knew I just exposed them, my top barely on. The only thing which held it on my body were my very erect nipples which stood out like tiny posts grabbing the edges of my top. The clicking of the cameras was constant, from different angles but especially from the front. I could only imagine what kind of pictures they were taking and was glad for the makeup, no one would ever recognize me like that.

“Ohhhhh…” It was Jason again.

It surprised me because I didn’t move; my top should still be covering my nipples. Wait! I couldn’t feel my knees together anymore! Oh my god, they were looking in between my legs! They were looking at my pussy! Quickly I brought my knees together and held them there wondering how many pictures they just took.