It’s Saturday night, and Auntie is having some friends round for tea, so I have been banished upstairs out of the way. I believe some of her friends now know I an staying here, but I am unsure if they know how she treats me.
I’m in her bedroom, lying on the satin quilt on her bed. I’ve now been kept fully shaven below the neck for quiet a while. She will want me to please her later, but to amuse her I am currently wearing a cock cage which is padlocked in place. She keeps the key for the cage on a chain around her waist, with the key tucked into her panties. I think we both find this very erotic. I’m spread-eagled on the bed, wrists and ankles firmly roped to the beds corners. I’m wearing silk stockings, and silk waspie, which is like a deep suspender belt with 8 suspenders and gorgeous tight silk panties that hug my shaven balls.
Auntie placed a balled up pair of her panties in each of my hands, then wrapped each hand in another pair, before wrapping my hands tight in duct tape. My feet are also wrapped the same. I have 2 pairs of silk panties over my head, and a stocking is holding those in place. From the aroma, I can tell these have been well worn. Auntie often teases me by telling me she has rubbed herself to orgasm wearing them, and şırnak escort has even kept a pair in her pussy before slipping them over my head. The room is dark, but I can’t see through the 3 layers of silk anyway. The window is slightly open, so a draught brings a slight chill but I am comfortable.
Tonight’s new experience is nipple clamps, which are just about bearable as long as I don’t wriggle too much. A pair of silk panties is draped over each clamp, so they sit onto my chest and add to the sensation. I’ve been told that she is wearing stockings and suspenders, but no panties, as she is horny and wants to be able to quickly mount my face once her friends leave, or even before if she can slip away using the toilet as an excuse.
She is a demanding lady, and Saturday nights are often when I am really put through my paces as a slave, often for several hours, or through the night with breaks I can’t work out the length of as I’m usually hooded or blindfolded. Auntie often rubs herself to orgasm on the bridge of my nose, or on my chin, and has recently started to flood me with juices when she comes. This can make breathing through the silk hoods I am often trapped in challenging, but I don’t think she leaves şırnak escort bayan me alone then, although I am never there as she is quiet and leaves me to my thoughts.
For now, I lie calmly, listening to the traffic and people outside and wonder what they would think if they knew of my predicament.
i think I had drifted off to sleep but was woken by the bedroom door opening. I hear a giggle and know straight away its not Auntie. i strain my ears to work out who it is and I jump as a sharp fingernail touches my ankle and traces its way up my thigh. A hand grasps my locked up cock and lifts it as though inspecting it. Holding my cock away from my body, another hand grips my smooth balls and gently squeezes them.
She lifts a pair of the panties from my chest as though to inspect the nipple clamps and then removes the other pair. Then she takes hold of the clamps and moves them, twisting them slightly as i groan. She releases them as drops the panties back into place. I feel her fingers exploring my face through the layers of silk.
“Are you gagged?” she whispers in my ear in a voice that would have me hard if that was possible.
“No” I replied.
After a few seconds, she rolled the stocking escort şırnak up holding Aunties sticky panties to my face and pushed a pair of soft warm panties into my mouth. my tongue explored them, taking in the flavour and the soft texture. i had lost track of what she was doing or indeed where she was until I felt her back at my cock, unlocking the cage. She pulled my panties down just enough to access my cock, and with a few strokes I was like iron in her hand. i felt her climb on the bed and her red hot soaking cunt swallowed my erection. She rode me hard and fast, and came herself after only a couple of minutes, so i took that as permission to cum as I was dying to explode. She continued to ride me but gradually slowed. While still mounted on me, she pulled up my stocking hood and retrieved her panties from my mouth.
“That was fucking wicked. I’m going to bribe your Auntie into letting me have you for a weekend. I’d better get back to the party, once I slip these knickers back on. I’ll be wanking all night when i get home.”
She slid up off me, climbed off the bed but then her mouth sucked in my cock. Then she was gone. It had only been a few minutes from start to finish, but obviously Auntie knew as she had the key to my cage, so she must be a close friend. I hadn’t recognised her voice, and wondered if I would if we were to meet again. Then my mind started to think that the party would be over soon and Auntie would be coming upstairs. I was at the age where I quickly recovered but wondered if she would tell me who had fucked me.