My First Humiliation Bondage

By Malory Chambers

Description:

Shy and oblivious Grace is new in town. Eager to make new friends, she agrees to go on a date with a sexy hunk she just met at a bar. Life throws her a curve, and she accidentally walks into a BDSM fetish event instead.

To make matters worse, a case of mistaken identity results in her being stripped and tied up in the middle of a stage as strangers makes use of her helpless body to entertain the audience. Grace finds herself writhing and squirming in pleasure as she willingly submits to the public exhibitionism and free-for-all.

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"Huh?"

Before I could react, two men appeared behind me and pulled my mask away. The unfiltered light made me blink rapidly to focus my sight again.

I writhed and tried turn around to see who was holding me, but was unable to move in their tight grasps.

"Good luck!" the man said.

As I opened my mouth to respond, one of the men put a soft sphere into my mouth, preventing me from uttering any coherent words.

The ball gag! I tried to speak, only to succeed in mumbling incoherently and drooling out the sides of the mouth.

"Keep still," one of the men said, his voice sending a tremor down my spine. He had a deep tremor in his voice that soothed me and made me wanted to obey his commands.

I stilled and watched as he reached down and wrapped a leather belt around my wrist, circling a few times before fastening it securely.

His partner did the same with my other wrist. They lifted the belt and my wrist into the air and fasted it to a hook hanging from the ceiling. I was standing with my arms reached into the air and a ball gag in my mouth.

I had never been tied up before. The sensation of being completely helpless was surreal.

"I'm Keegan, by the way," the man with the deeper voice introduced himself. "And that's Carl," he gestured to his friend. "He's not very talkative."

"Shut up, Keegan," Carl said, deadpanned. His hands were warm when they touched my waist, the firm touch sending shivers through me. Carl bent down, slowly moving downwards, caressing my twitching thighs, my soft calves, then finally my squirming feet.

He squatted down completely to rest his hands on my ankles. To my surprise, he took pulled another belt and started wrapping it around my ankles.

I mumbled incoherently through the gag, struggling helplessly in my bondage. He held me down firmly and fastened the belt on my ankle, tying it to a clamp on the floor. Keegan repeated the process on my other leg, tying it up so that the soles of my feet were planted firmly apart. I was standing with my legs forcibly stretched so widely that the insides of my thighs ached, muscles pulled to an angle that did not come naturally to it. My arms were pulled taut as they were hung in the air over my head.

Kinks: Exhibitionism and Submission, BDSM Bondage, Spanking, Sex with Strangers, Dub consent, Domination and Submission, Double penetration, First Time anal