He found himself light headed and groggy, his head aching, eyes feeling heavy. They refused to focus completely; he could barely make out shapes let alone colors. Groaning, he tried to move his hands... but they refused. He tried harder, but they still refused. Wondering what's wrong, he tried to move his legs, but they too refused to move.
Long moments later he realized that there was nothing wrong with his limbs... they were being held in place with some manner of bindings wrapped around his wrists and shins. He struggled with the bindings as his eyes began to focus more and more, his head clearing up thanks to a burst of adrenaline.
Finally shapes and colors came to him, and he was capable of actually understanding them. He looked around frantically, trying to see anything he can, to make sense of where he is. He was in a room that was dimly lit making it hard to see; he couldn't even make out any manner of furniture.
He wondered how and why he came to be here, he couldn't remember a thing before the whole black out from which he awakened from. As he pondered he attempted to wriggle free of his bindings, or atleast get them loose... they really don't feel good against his bare skin.
... Why were his ankles bare...? Before he could think to look he heard light footsteps, they sounded like... like... well, he's not sure what they sounded like, but he knew they were coming toward him. Looking toward the direction from which the sound came his body tensed up; it was a woman. One very pleasing to the eyes.
She was a sight to behold, with long blond hair pulled into a ponytail, bright green eyes, a black leather choker around her neck holding two red, somewhat leathery flaps of material in place as they ran down her chest to a pair of large, heavy breasts, getting wider as they went down. Just before reaching her nipples they lead into black material, which both press together and cover the rest of her breasts, but just barely, showing off large amounts of cleavage.
Going ever further down her body the material slips around her waist, a thin string of it heading on down between her ass cheeks, forming a thong before heading back up while getting wider, just barely covering her crotch as it leads up, over her lower torso, meeting at her chest. Around her lower torso, wrapping around her lower back and waist was another piece of black material, which lead into a long, loose fitting sheet, almost like a partial dress covering her crotch and extending down, between her legs, almost to her ankles.
On her arms she wore long red gloves, starting far above then elbows and running down, past her wrists, getting ever thinner until finally the material of each reached her middle finger which it loops around to hold it in place. Small, black wrist guards, almost like a pair of guantlets with two buckled straps facing outward ensured that they stayed on her. The same were also on her legs just above her ankles, her feet clad in black spiked high heels. Around her right thigh she wore a black and red garter which holds a long red whip, holding it close to her body, ready to be pulled out at a moments notice.
Looking at him her small pink tongue ran over her painted red lips, a gleam of desire in her eyes.
She turned on her knees, back facing him. She then bent over, hands resting on the ground as her ass was thrust into the air showing him her slightly covered and puckered little anus. Looking back at him with her face covered in his cum, her eyes held the all too familiar gleam of lust and wanton desire as a smile crept onto her lips. One of her hands moved to her lower back and slipped under the material that hardly covered it, then ran down her body, pulling the material from between her ass cheeks.
Pulling it aside, she opened her legs wide before forcing her fingers between her cheeks, pushing them apart. Groaning, he catches sight of her puckered, pink little asshole... it's enough to make him sink to his knees behind her as his hands take hold of her cheeks. Just as she pulls her hand away he Leaned forward and pressed his tongue aganst her anus, making her squeal in delight... which turned into a long and drawn out moan as his tongue moved in small circles as he squeezed her firm cheeks.
Her body trembled as he licked her asshole with more and more force, tongue working the opening in a small circle, slowly loosening her up, readying her for his tongue to dip inside. Soon enough, he pressed his tongue against her with all the force he could muster, trying to push it inside, making her gasp in shock and pleasure. Throwing her head back, her two long and flowing bangs of blond hair hit her bare shoulders as her long, painted red fingernails dug into the ground below her as she moaned loudly, pushing her body backwards, trying to impale herself on his tongue. However, even as he tried to to push himself ever further her muscles contracted almost instantly, as if trying to keep him out despite the fact that she wanted him deeper.
Letting go of one of her cheeks, he slipped a hand around her hip and then down, under the long, free hanging flap of material. His fingers found their way to her crotch, feeling how slick and moist it's become with her juices. Pressing them against her covered mound he made her moan louder, causing little gasps to mix in as he moved them along sensitive, albeit covered opening, running up and down, digging them ever harder against her.
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