Helen unbound

With the leather collar in place, Zoltan now dropped to his knees in front of her, and Helen shivered with anticipation as she saw him remove the hood of the gimp-suit, revealing the brutish features beneath. She looked down at his shaved head as he extdended his tongue and touched it to her clit.

“Aaaaahhhhhh”, she gasped, and the tremors of a mini-orgasm rippled through her. Kent had never done this, and she had never asked him to. But she had always wondered how it would feel to have a man’s tongue touch her down there.

“Yessss! Lick me, you fucker! Lick meeeee!”

A mad wild passion took hold of her as the Varkos' chauffeur and manservant began slathering his tongue all over her pussy, which was soon slick with their mixed juices.

Helen could only writhe and squirm, held in place by her restraints.

She didn’t know how long this exquisite pleasure went on, but it ended abruptly and she came to her senses as she felt the tongue leave her sopping loins and Zoltan moved behind her again. She felt her wrists and ankles freed and he helped her down from the X-frame. Now she felt his hands on her again, and saw a black PVC corset being placed around her waist. He drew the laces tight at her back, giving her a perfect hourglass figure. Then he handed her shiny black latex opera gloves and stockings, and helped her pull them on.

She loved the feel of the slick, cool fabric against her skin, and loved the way it shone in the light. Soon it was as though her supple arms and toned legs were encased in shiny black liquid. Next, Zoltan handed her a pair of shiny black shoes, with heels that must be five or six inches high. These were the kind of ‘fuck-me’ pumps that Helen would never dream of wearing, but they fitted her perfectly and she loved the way they looked on her feet. Each shoe had a leather strap which she fastened around her ankles.

She realised that she now looked exactly like the woman in the porn video, and it gave her a thrill of pleasure like she’d never known.

Now, Zoltan moved towards her with a leather leash, which he attached to a silver ring on her studded collar. Using this, he led her to a leather bench and pointed to it. “Climb on, bitch. All fours.”

Biting her lip, she did as she was ordered. She crawled onto the bench on all fours then waited there, her luscious ass pointed to the ceiling. She was a prime bitch, awaiting the pleasure of an Alpha male. Then she felt Zoltan's hold on her leash relax as he went to fetch another item. Moving behind her, he ordered her to open her mouth wide, and she felt him put a round ball in her mouth, which was attached to two leather straps, which he fastened behind her head. A ball-gag!

She trembled with pleasure as she felt him take hold of the leash again and pull back on it, forcing her to arch her back. She was aware that this caused her luscious tits to jut out most invitingly and they must be presenting quite a view for the cameras which were recording all this. Her nipples were as hard as bullets as she felt his strong hands spreading her toned buttocks wide, and she made an incoherent animal sound against the ball-gag as she felt him spit against her asshole. Her eyes stared wide as she felt the large round bulb of his cock pressing against her tightly resisting hole, which slowly began to accept the mighty invader…

Her eyes flew open as a shuddering orgasm washed through her, and she was amazed to find herself back on the bathroom floor!

Bewildered, she rose to her feet and looked around her. The mirror showed her normal reflection, and it didn’t speak to her this time. It merely looked baffled and flushed with intense arousal, which was just how she felt! She wore her floral summer dress again, and it was intact.

It must have been a dream. But what a dream! She really must have had too much of that exquisite wine to conjure up such an amazingly realistic fantasy. Her nipples were hard and her pussy was wet and throbbing from the wonderful sensations she’d merely imagined. She could even feel her asshole tingle, as if Zoltan’s huge, hard cock really had been rammed up there.

She splashed a little cold water on her face and cleaned herself up, then when she’d regained some of her composure, went to the door. How long had she been gone? The rest of them must be looking for her by now…