John gets hogtied and suspended

When John had first laid eyes on that black latex bunnysuit in the shop, his mind had filled with thoughts of being on top, totally in control: Lauren pinned beneath him on their bed as he eagerly fucked her, or doggystyle, or even cuffed to the bed for John to play with and fuck at his leisure. What he was about to experience instead was very different…

Lauren grabbed the gaping John by the hand and tugged him into the room. Somewhere between the doorway and the middle of the room his clothes dematerialized without much notice from the two enchanted lovers. Standing in the middle of the room, his Bunny-Lauren turned to him and grasped his hard cock, rubbing it with both hands with a gleeful grin on her face. That strange sultry voice spoke again:

“So much power in your lust. I’m going to enjoy feasting on it!”

John felt a chill at those words, and some part of him cried out a warning. But before he could move or act on it, all thoughts were blasted out of his mind by the sensation of Lauren’s mouth enveloping his cock, hands stroking his balls, tongue wrapping around his shaft as if Lauren was devouring a popsicle. He couldn’t think, couldn’t take his eyes off the bent over bunnygirl who was attacking his dick, both of them gasping and moaning.

Chains descended from the ceiling like writhing snakes, cuffs on the ends open like gaping jaws. John’s body wouldn’t respond to get out of the way, and Lauren’s redoubled efforts on his cock overpowered his ability to think about the **** of leather restraints closing around his ankles, thighs, and waist. Two cuffs on his wrists yanked his arms behind his back and he felt an arm binder envelop them, pulling his arms together just shy of the point of discomfort. His legs were lifted up and bent at the knees, feet attached to the back of his thighs and chains yanking his legs apart. He opened his mouth to moan at a particularly intense **** on the head of his cock when a ball-gag was **** in his mouth by whatever invisible **** was animating the chains and cuffs that were trapping him in place.

Lauren finally released him from her aggressive blow-job and stood back, admiring her prey. John dangled upright, held aloft by the many chains and restraints. His arms and legs were restrained in a hogtie position, leaving his front totally exposed to the whims of whatever being was inhabiting Lauren’s body.

“Mmmmmm, I haven’t had an appetizer that good in years! Luckily for you both, you’re going to be a full seven-course meal for me ~”