Silent Witness

SILENT WITNESS

I’ll never forget the night of my first profound experience of real submission. We had often played bondage games, and I’d always enjoyed sex more when you restrained me to the bed, but it was still just sex; pleasurable as it was. This particular night began as any other.

It was a warm, summer’s evening and I was in a playful mood after having had several glasses of wine at dinner. I teased you with seductive suggestions and you responded, as you always did, with playful threats to punish me. This to-and-fro continued all the way from the dining room to the bedroom; a trail of my clothes left discarded along the length of the hallway.

The bulging firmness of your cock was visible in your trousers. I wanted to touch it and free it from its confinement but you gently kept my hands away. A denial of pleasure is part of the punishment, I recall you said.

It was a warm summer’s night. The heavy drapes of the bedroom window were open to allow the evening breeze to filter in through a thin lacy curtain. I cautioned you about privacy, as the bedroom window looked directly out onto the front porch, but you reasoned it was late and nobody would be knocking at such an hour. Even so; I felt nervous and wouldn’t let you tie me up until the drapes were properly closed and the bedroom lighting reduced to just the two bedside lamps.

You blindfolded me and then helped me lie face down on the bed. My wrists were then strapped in leather cuffs and my arms extended out to the top corner posts of our bed and secured there with ropes.

There was a long moment where I couldn’t tell what you were doing. When I did feel your hands on me again it was to help me raise my hips. This wasn’t part of your usual routine and it surprised me. However; I didn’t object because the pillow you slid beneath me felt comfortable, even if it did feel like it thrust my ass provocatively in the air.

I was still contemplating the pillow when you cuffed my ankles and then spread my legs. This also caused a slight rush of panic because you spread my legs much wider than usual and you refused to loosen the restraints to allow me any slack.

The feeling of panic quickly subsided once you started to caress me with your hands. You worked your hands all over me; always moving toward my lewdly exposed pussy but not actually touching me there. Again you repeated that I was being punished and the effect of this denial of pleasure soon started to drive me crazy.

It was a reaction that you must have expected and, even though you hadn’t yet directly touched my clit or pussy, you remarked that my arousal was clearly visible. You spanked my butt cheeks several times for this; not slow, soft warming kind you usually gave, but hard smacks with your open hand. The sound reverberated loudly in the room as did my squeals of shock.

After several more smacks you suddenly pressed the tip of a cold buzzing vibrator against my clit and held it there while my ass continued to receive further hard slaps. The stimulation of the vibe was instantly pleasurable and intense. I struggled as best I could in the restraints but it was impossible to escape the sensations that quickly pushed me to the brink of orgasm. I was almost there and begged you to continue; but you stopped.

You seemed to leave the room after this; not for very long, but long enough for me to recapture my breath and consciously suppress the strong desire to orgasm. When you returned, another round of spanking and torment with the vibrator again pushed me to the brink of orgasm.

In the darkness of the blindfold, and with my thoughts muddled by the teasing assaults on my clit and stinging spanks on my ass, I lost sense of time. After four or maybe five stop-start rounds another unexpected surprise panicked me.

My face blushed with the embarrassment of feeling your fingers splay my butt cheeks to fully expose my anus. You didn’t say anything or respond to my protests of alarm as I felt cold lubricant dribbled onto my warm fearfully puckered anus. I continued to mumble protests as I felt the hard blunt tip of something press against my anal sphincter muscles. The force pushing it didn’t ease at all and slowly; inevitably, my ass was penetrated slightly by the slippery dildo.

The tip of the dildo didn’t feel particularly thick but as it pressed into me I could feel it stretching me more and more. Its wedge shape cleaved my butt cheeks and at one point I gasped in fear that it would split me in two. Then, suddenly and without any warning at all, the shaft narrowed. I might have even called out to make it stop but it was no longer you forcing the plug into me. The effect of my anal sphincter muscles tight grip on the slippery shaft was to draw the full length of the plug into my ass.

It was quite possibly the most humiliating thing I could imagine. Your hands started to caress me all over again, and this felt good, but all I could think of was the fact my ass will filled with this huge thing and there was nothing I could do to remove it. This feeling of helplessness affected me in the strangest of ways, especially when you resumed spanking my ass and teasing my clit with the vibe.

You pushed me right to the brink of an orgasm, and you might have even let me have it, but I heard a noise outside the bedroom window. I desperately tried to get your attention without raising my voice above a whisper and eventually you heard me. You stopped for a moment, listened, and then turned the vibrator back on and told me I had imagined it.

You’d no sooner said this than a loud knock on the front door resounded into the bedroom.

I immediately panicked and begged you in a desperate whispered tone to untie me. You didn’t say anything except that you’d see who was at the door and get rid of them. In the meantime, you left me tied face down and spread-eagled on the bed; my ass fully stuffed with a large plug and the vibrator thrust deep into my pussy to muffle its buzzing noise.

I listened silently and heard the front door open. I then heard the voice of our neighbor. They seemed to have some kind of car trouble and needed to borrow some cables from you. I heard you leave with him and thus was forced to remain bound and helpless on the bed for ten or so minutes before you returned.

When you returned you briefly explained where you’d been and then quickly went back to slowly fucking my pussy with the vibe. As you fucked me like this you spoke softly and asked how I felt about the possibility that our neighbor had seen me; or at least heard me.

At first, the mere mention of his name caused me to freeze and lose concentration on the pleasure of the vibe. But you persisted and hinted that maybe you’d opened the drapes so he saw everything; how he saw me aroused by the spanking; how he saw my ass plugged; how he might even still be watching and waiting to see me orgasm.

Each one of these things you said made me shudder a little at the thought; the humiliation of it. However, these same little shudders soon became tingles of inexplicable delight and the more I surrendered to them, the closer I found myself moving toward a profound climax.

These secret thoughts were impossible to hide and they manifested in low moans and gasps of pleasure.

I felt your fingers pinch the base of the plug. The pain of it stretching my anal sphincter muscles as you slowly withdrew it momentarily stole my breath and slowed the onset of my orgasm. Then, once it was past the hump of its thickest part, you started to slowly fuck my ass with it as you stimulated my clit with the vibe.

As you fucked me like this you whispered thoughts of how I might enjoy a threesome with the neighbor and you; to be tied up and have both of you fuck me at the same time. I struggled in the restraints at the thought and moaned loudly. “Yes!” I whimpered. “Yes!”

I repeated the word over and over; my voice getting louder each time until it was just a grunt in time to the hard rhythmic pounding of the butt plug in my ass.

Finally, when my body was completely swamped with pleasurable sensations, you pushed the plug completely back into my ass and told me I was now permitted to orgasm. “Yes!”

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