You admire Jesse’s tanned skin from where you perch on the bench before him. Red and black rope winds around his muscled form, accentuating his bulging muscles and lean waist until you’re just about drooling from the thought of fucking him like this. Alas, that’s not your game for today.
“How you doing, baby?” you coo at him, taking the loose rope from the makeshift bikini around his pecs to fashion a collar around his thick neck.
He leans into your touch despite the sharp tugging on his hair from the action. "Yeah sweetheart, doin’ alright,“ he breathes out softly, feeling your touch flitting around and on his neck until the cock between his legs starts to throb anew. Jesse’s left to teeter on the tips of his left foot in this position, with his right leg pulled up and out of the way and his hands pulled up tight behind his back.
You smile at his reply and kiss him deeply. Tell him to remember your safe signal. That you’ll be in the room at all times, no matter what happens. Jesse’s excited by your words, you can tell. Excited by the prospect that this is finally happening.
He watches you walk away from him with your hips swaying, watches as you open the locker room door to admit his closest colleagues who agreed to this little show. Oh, he knows you think they’re here for him, but Jesse knows better. Knows that the two commanders and the ninja is really here to watch you fuck him. Knows that their eyes are really on you as you take his cock in hand and start to stroke him just the right way to make his breath shorten and his tongue to hang out.
Yeah, he knows all that. But it doesn’t change the fact that they’re still watching him, still there to watch him being fucked stupid. Still now privy to the depraved sounds and pleas he makes as you begin to kiss him and suck his nipples and then his cock. Still there as you finally slip his cock into you and when he’s forced to try and rock his hips despite being tied so awkwardly.
Oh yes, oh fuck yes, he keeps whispering pleas and praises and blushes so brightly at feeling their eyes when they shift onto him. Then, when you leave him hanging on the edge with his cock saturated in your cum and his body glistening from sweat, he wishes they would take another step further.
Heh. He’s lucky anyway, he thinks while you slip a finger inside his willing ass and suck on his cock at the same time. Where else is he going to find a woman who wants to tie him up and fuck him in front of their colleagues and superiors?
Toad's Cave 