Play Master's Game

I gasped, momentarily put aback by being asked, before quickly deciding it may be a trap; The only real option was to agree and find myself helplessly tied to a table, and naked for all to see. If I said no, My Mistress already let me know I could, and would, find myself being punished, and possibly made to make the same 'choice' again anyway. Besides, I kind of liked the idea, anyway.

Quickly, I made up my mind. "Sure, but only if you put a ball gag in my mouth first," I stated flatly, trying to up the ante and see how serious they were about the whole thing. Quickly, I saw N...Master nodding back to my idea, along with my Mistress's laughter in my ear. "Oh, I'm sure that can be arranged, my Slut" She spoke with both amusement and authority, and within moments I saw a large, jet-black ball-gag appear before my face. I looked upward at my master, giving him a flirtatious look before opening my mouth.

Mistress lost no time pressing home her advantage, quickly pulling the gag deep into my mouth. I felt my jaws being opened wider as she worked, before tightly fastening it behind my head. I moaned softly through it, but hardly any sound escaped through my lips. The Pair laughed again, before deftly picking the end table, with me tied to it, up.

Swiftly, they hauled me out into the hall. They did not stop until I was situated directly in the center of the foyer and setting me down precisely so anyone getting out of the lift would be greeted by the site of my shaved mound. I gasped and moaned softly through the gag now and again, but they only laughed as they set me down.

They looked me over briefly, before nodding and walking away, leaving me alone in the hall. My Mistress, as she wrapped her arms around him, "I wonder how long we can leave her like this?" I saw him chuckle in reply, as he put an arm around the small of her back, "Long as we want ... Why, We could leave her out here all night." They chuckled to each other, before kissing, and walking back into my condo. As I watched, helpless, The door closes, and soon I heard it lock, leaving me alone for the moment.

I could only wiggle a bit, left to quietly wonder how long it would take before someone used the lift, walked up the stairs, left their apartment, or some other means to find me like this. I was naked, gagged, and helplessly bound to my end table, and placed quite assuredly in a very public place. I felt myself quietly orgasm at the thought, and as a drop of water traveled down my thigh, I hoped I didn't have long to wait ...