That very day, I sat in the bed and made her sit against me between my legs, so my right hand could keep rubbing her pussy while me left hand was playing with her tits. Until she started to arch her back, taking a large breath. Then she grabbed my left hand and moved it over her mouth. That was unexpected so I understood what I wanted to understand and firmly pressed like handgagging her, and her moans got louder, much louder, and her body stiff for a moment before she relaxed. So I took my hand off her mouth. "Thank you" she started to say. One can imagine I was hard at that time.
- Do you want som...
- It's ok, honey, I'm fine.
Though delighted, she sounds worried I didn't want a bj or handjob or anything. I tried to explain that giving her pleasure was far enough for me on that day. She replied (smiling) I was a liar, asking what was the trap, "there's no trap!", adding if I want she could put her green PVC short dress and a shiny white blouse under, she knows I love her in that sexy suit, which only covers her breasts, hold by two straps going over her shoulders, oh my! I think I got a bit harder just thinking about it and she probably felt it.
"Later, darling", I just said, "For now, you just need a cold shower", softly pushing her away as I stood and moved towards the bathroom, "As for me, I have to go and buy screws to repair the shed."
I gave her a quick look and saw she was smiling, almost laughing.
- You don't know what you're missing, boy...
But I really wanted to go to the hardware store, the earlier the better, and get rid of that. Which I did, leaving her lying on the bed, looking at me without a word.
That took only sixty or seventy minutes, no more, then back home. No move. No sound.
- Sophie? You there?
"I'm upstairs! Can you come?" she replied.
- What for?
- Just come, you will see...
Aaaahhhh! I was irritated but... Well, I left my jacket and shoes, and walked upstairs heading toward the bedroom: the door was open, light on, shutters still closed. But nobody inside.
Then she went out the bathroom and appeared, wearing that PVC dress she was talking about, over a white tight blouse, not the shiny one I had in mind earlier but no matter, she looked damned sexy, her hair strongly pulled and tied behind her head, some red lipstick on. I was stunned, didn't know what to say.
Damn! So sexy!
And came up to me with a large smile, very very close to me, looking me up. I felt something getting hard inside my pants. Even before she took off my shirt and grabbed my hands to drive me to the bed, making me fall on it and jumped over.
Soon she was riding me, grabbed my wrists and put my arms above my head, rummaging under the pillow. I was just looking her body, legs, boobs and this outfit I love so much, not thinking about anything like ties, gags and so on. That's probably why I got so surprised when she produced this rope she started to wrap around my crossed wrists, damn' tight!, and quickly passed around a bar of the bed frame above my head. And pulled the rope strongly. Couldn't move my hands anymore.
She kept smiling while doing this. I was puzzled. Then she moved down my legs and on my side I started wiggling and testing my bonds. "Calm down, honey.", she said, then removed my pants, briefs and socks. I was so turned on that I felt some relief with my male member for a few seconds but soon Sophie grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs to the bed end. Then Sophie picked up more ropes from nowhere (!?) and tied my ankles together and to the bed end. Tight ties, that is to say, so I couldn't retain a little scream, more like a moan. She continued with my knees and thighs, and there I was all unable to move and helpless.
Can't say that was comfy, particularly with arms above head, but that was not painful either. The sight of her small white panties, of her plastic dress, the sounds of plastic, its smell, so arousing as she did the tying. She knew that would make me excited but took care not touching my cock at any time.
I wanted that so bad, but I was pretty sure she would gag me if I dare say a single word. In any case she would gag me, for sure. Then she stood beside the bed, watching me for a few seconds, removed her panties, keeping them into her hand, grabbed my cock through them and started stroking it. Oh, my! I took a deep breath, that was so..., but she put her free hand over my mouth saying "Sssshhhhh...". Kept stroking while her head got closer to mine. I was still handgagged. "Like that, sweetheart?", she asked, and I just nodded. "Good. But I have to gag you. You understand?". I nodded again. She smiled, stopped stroking my cock and removed her hand from my lips. I saw her panties balled up and forced into my mouth. Then it was taped with five pieces of black tape.
Sophie remained sitting next to me for a while, looking at me sometimes in the eyes, sometimes my cock, running the tip of her finger over it, almost not touching. Damn, why didn't she take it in her hand?! I desperately started moaning and tried to wiggle. "MMmmmm...", she said, "Poor boy... Now you know what you've been missing, right?"
Continued: "I hope you found everything you need at the store. So you will repair the shed, right? Today? This morning? Or can it be this afternoon? I'm pretty sure it won't take that long. May be you can see that later today? Or tomorrow? Is it urgent?" Of course, I couldn't answer. "By the way, do you know how long you took to go to the store? That was sixty three minutes, sixty three! Figure that? Not too short, not too long. Well, a bit to me, I'd say. What do you think?"
She bent forward and kissed me long, over that tape sealing my mouth. "Sixty three minutes, bound, gagged, that's too bad", she said kissing my gag again, then left me alone.
I was so excited that it was uncomfortable, not due to the ties but to my erected cock. I tried to calm down, relaxing made it more bearable after a few minutes but that's when Sophie came back whispering "Forgot that..." to tie my big toes together with a thin cord. That made me feel a bit more helpless, I must admit. And before she left again, she picked some vinyl gloves somewhere down the bed, put them on and grabbed my cock. "Oh, yes, baby", I thought, eyes closed, and I knew she was staring at me while rubbing it and my balls. But as soon as my breath became too noisy, she stopped and left.
This little teasing continued as she came back several times, I think she was just reading or waiting on the landing i.e. not far from the bedroom, fondling my balls, rubbing my cock and stroking it each time my erection was decreasing. Keeping her gloves on, no longer looking at me or talking to me but the last time saying "Almost time, sweetheart. MMmmm...".
Then she squeezed her left hand tighter on my cock. "Mmmphphphpphhfff", I said, and saw her slipping her right hand under that green plastic dress, so hot, and started fingering her pussy, eyes closed, letting some pleasure sounds out. "Mmmphphfff...", I begged again.
And finally leaned to reach my cock head and kiss it, opened her lips and took it all in her mouth, starting to blow me, slowly, sweetly, helping with her hand stroking my cock, sometimes softly stopping to grab my testicles. Getting me to the edge, about to cum, then stop. Oh, my! That was the best torture I could have imagined, and I couldn't help but screaming under this thick gag. Good thing she gagged me so well.
My wrists were sore from twisting when eventually she stood, still sitting on the bed and scarf, piece of cloth, towel or so, may be that was one of these things we use as blindfolds, covered my cock with it and began to wank me, strongly that time so it didn't take long before I jerked. Jerked a lot and she drained me to the end. Oh my gosh! So intense. Couldn't see anything for a few seconds. My whole body was sore and tense.
Sophie stayed there looking at me, smiling, wipe my cum off with the scarf. Then she walked away, heading to the bathroom. "I'll be back", she said. I just hoped she did not leave me there another hour. No, she came to untie me very soon. Love her
