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*quot;Can I tie you up tonight?*quot; Katelyn asked suddenly. I looked up at her from the dinner table, fork halfway to my mouth and froze.

*quot;Are you serious?*quot; I asked, *quot;You really want to?*quot; I was more curious than nervous and I watched as a smile grew on her face.

She nodded her head, brushing a strand of lavender hair behind her ear. *quot;Yeah, it'll be fun don't you think?*quot; I nodded my head in response, feeling myself getting hard under the table thinking about what she might have planned. We had been getting more adventurous in bed lately, more passionate, more rough, more kinky but this was a whole other level. We finished the meal without mentioning it again and continued the evening relatively normally.

Later that night, however, after I stepped out of the shower, I heard her from the bedroom, *quot;Come here.*quot; she said. It wasn't exactly a demand but it had a tone to it that she normally didn't use. A towel wrapped around my waist and my hair still wet, I walked into the bedroom to find her lounging on the bed, wearing my favorite lingerie! I smiled, admiring her tight little dancer's body. I watched her perky breasts as she sat up and hooked her finger in a *quot;come here*quot; motion. I took a step closer and she reached forward, yanking the towel away and tossing it aside. Then, to my surprise, she grabbed me and pulled me, twisting, and pushing me down on the bed.

*quot;Don't move*quot; she told me in a soft voice, slightly mischievously. I just lay there as she climbed on top of me. She leaned down, her hard nipples brushing against my chest and I thought she was going to kiss me but she reached over, pulling my left arm out to the side and then wrapped a leather cuff around it, locking it closed. Apparently, she had planned this far in advance.Then she did the same to my other arm, leaving my arms stretched out wide. She licked her lips, looking down at me and bit her bottom lip. I lifted my head to watch her work as she crawled off of me and pulled my legs out to each side, securing each ankle in the straps that ran under the mattress, holding me still.

She stood up and looked at me, naked, cock growing slowly to full hardness and, in a whisper, she said *quot;I've been fantasizing about this.*quot; I swallowed, my cock sticking straight up now as she walked over to the night stand and opened the drawer. She reached in and pulled out a bottle of lube then climbed back up on the bed and sat down between my legs. I smiled as she squeezed out a liberal amount of lube on the tip of my dick and then rubbed it all over with both of her hands. Her touch was gentle and I opened my mouth slightly as she started to slowly stroke escort bayan me. She kept up the slow stroking and she looked up at me with lust in her eyes. Her hands felt so good and I hoped that she would climb on top of me soon and start fucking. Unfortunately, that didn't happen.

She didn't speed up at all. Infact, she slowed down, grinning as I started to get frustrated. I pulled against the bonds but they held me still, unable to move more than an inch or so.

*quot;What are you doing, babe?*quot; I asked her after several more minutes of teasing. She only shushed me and then gave my balls a little slap. I jumped at that - well, jumped as much as somebody tied to the bed can jump. *quot;OW*quot;

*quot;Uh-uh*quot; she said as she shook her head no, slapping my balls again *quot;No talking.*quot; Katelyn went back to her slow teasing stroking and I ground my teeth as she worked. What she was doing felt great but I was nowhere near cumming and she clearly wasn't going to do more. But... there wasn't anything I could do about it since I didn't want to get my balls slapped any more.

She continued on like that for quite some time, ever so slowly stroking my cock which was straining and desperate to cum but just as I got even a little closer, Katelyn seemed to sense it and either stopped or slowed down even more. I was gritting my teeth in sexual agony at this point, my cock growing sensitive but unfulfilled and she just smiled as she worked, her tongue peeking out of the corner of her mouth playfully. The next time I started to get closer to an orgasm, she grabbed my balls, squeezing them tightly and pulling a little which caused a groan to escape my lips. *quot;I said no talking*quot; she said, squeezing harder.

*quot;Ow fuck!*quot; I exclaimed as she squeezed my poor blue balls. Unfortunately, my talking gave her the opportunity to exact some more pain on them, slapping them harder while she held them tightly with her other hand. She slapped them again and said *quot;One slap for each word*quot;. She giggled as she continued to squeeze and pull them, watching me wiggle and struggle feebly. She held my balls for a few minutes, varying her grip, sometimes just pulling and sometimes squeezing hard. She seemed to really be enjoying herself as she had a grin on her face the whole time. Finally, thankfully, she let go and I exhaled hard in relief. Thinking she was going to start stroking me again, I lay my head back and closed my eyes. I opened them again when I felt a shift of weight and saw her hop off the bed and walk toward the closet. Watching her tight ass in her see through thong as she walked out of the room, I wondered what escort istanbul she was up to now. She returned a moment later with a thin silk scarf in one hand.

*quot;I hope you liked your balls pulled*quot; she said as she began tying the scarf around my balls and then pulling them, securing the other end of the scarf to the footboard, leaving my balls uncomfortably stretched out. It didn't hurt but it wasn't what I would have liked either. She smiled down at her handiwork and then slapped my balls again for no real reason this time.

*quot;Oh god, ouch!*quot; I said without thinking. *quot;Babe, that hurts.*quot; Then, true to her earlier promise, she slapped my exposed and throbbing balls six times, one for each word I dared to utter. She laughed this time at my misfortune. I bit my bottom lip to keep myself from saying anything else, just moaned weakly as she tortured me.

As the evening progressed, Katelyn went back to ever so slowly stroking me, keeping me rock hard but nowhere near cumming. She stroked me with her whole hand, then switched to just a couple fingers. She even used a single finger, rubbing the tip of my cock, giggling as she watched it throb and me squirm. After a while, an alarm went off from her phone and she got up, clicking it off. *quot;Wow*quot; she said *quot;that was an hour already?!*quot; She took the opportunity to snap a few photos of me all tied up before setting her phone back down and moving over to her nightstand again. She reached in and pulled something out but I couldn't see what it was. She walked back to the end of the bed and set it down between my legs. Then she punched my stretched-out balls causing me to groan loudly, lifting my head and pulling on the bonds in pain. She waited a few seconds and then did it again and then, frowning, walked out of the room.

I lay there panting, my poor balls red. I watched her as she sauntered back in, holding something in her hand. She reached out and rubbed an ice cube all over my cock and I cried out, the ice giving a burning sensation to my cock's sensitive skin. *quot;Hmmm*quot; she said, rubbing the ice up and down my shaft, *quot;I would have thought that the punching would have made this hardon go away*quot; As the ice cooled my erection, she untied my balls, finally letting them rest

But only for a moment. Once my erection had subsided, she slipped something around my cock and balls, then slid something else over my now limp dick. I heard a click as I looked up, seeing that I was now wearing a bright pink chastity cage! She grabbed her phone again and took a few more photos, making sure to get my face and the new cage in the same frame, giggling bayan escort all the while. *quot;Emma will love this one!*quot; she said, typing on her phone and presumably sending a photo of me to her best friend.

I let out a sigh but then the doorbell rang. *quot;Oh good!*quot; Katelyn said, hopping up, her small breasts bouncing in the see-through bra that she was wearing, *quot;my friends are here!*quot; She untied my arms and legs and I rubbed my wrists as I sat up. *quot;Go answer the door please*quot; she told me. She used that same tone as earlier which wasn't quite a demand but certainly sounded like she wanted me to obey. I stood up and walked out of the room, glancing back over my shoulder at her as she sat on the bed, legs crossed and pulling her purse over.

At the front door, I looked out of the small window at the top of the door and saw five guys standing on the front porch. None of them looked familiar and I called back to Katelyn *quot;Who are these guys?*quot; I asked her.

*quot;Just let them in and lead them in here.*quot; she replied *quot;I'll explain in a minute.*quot;

Taking a deep breath, I opened the door a crack and looked out at them, hiding behind the door since I was still effectively naked. *quot;Um... Hey guys*quot; I said nervously.

The guy closest just chuckled and said *quot;Ah, you must be Kate's little bitch of a husband.*quot; He took a step forward to push the door open, causing me to step back out of the way. The door swung open all the way and as the guys got a look at me, they all let out a loud laugh at my little cock cage, making me blush and cover it with my hands. All five guys walked past me and into the bedroom and I heard a couple of them comment on the size of my dick and how small it was.

I followed the guys back into the bedroom to find Katelyn, still sitting on the bed, refreshing her lipstick. She smiled as the guys walked in and then stood up to hug each one of them. She picked up her purse and set it down on the floor next to her nightstand, leaning over, giving the guys a great view of her ass in her thong at the same time. *quot;Damn*quot; *quot;That's a great ass*quot; and *quot;Holy shit!*quot; were some of the comments I heard from the strangers. Katelyn stood back up holding a pair of handcuffs and looked at me.

*quot;Turn around honey.*quot; she held them out in both of her hands waiting for me to turn. I slowly spun and felt the cool metal on my wrists as she closed the cuffs, locking my wrists behind my back. *quot;Now go sit down.*quot; she pointed at the chair in the corner and, unable to resist her command, I walked over, sitting down to wait. To my horror and surprise, Katelyn reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, tossing it to the ground and then bent over again, pulling her panties off, leaving her naked before the guys. She looked at me for just a moment, telling me *quot;Don't you dare do anything I haven't told you to do.*quot; and then she looked back to the guys as she sat down on the bed, spreading her legs wide.