Miranda

"Ok, I'll go!" offers Miranda eagerly. "I think it's time to make this a little kinkier... John, I dare you to let me do anything to you I please..."

You can hardly believe your luck. "Uhh...ok!" you reply, thinking you might even be able to forgive her for the enthusiasm with which she was bouncing on Tom's dick earlier.

"Ok, let's spice things up..." Miranda drawls seductively. Reaching behind her for her purse, she draws out two sets of handcuffs and...what is that? A ball gag?

Suddenly agreeing so readily doesn't seem such a great idea. "Uh...what are you planning to do with those?" you say, hesitantly.

"Lock you up of course, silly!" She gives you a broad smile. Sarah is chuckling again, and it is beginning to irritate you.

"Why do you even have those in your purse? They look kind of...heavy-duty..."

They certainly look solid, not your kind of fluffy toy play-cuffs. Miranda gives you a faux-serious stare. "John, what I do in my spare time is entirely my own business. Now let's get that shirt off you."

She pulls it off, leaving you completely naked. You are suddenly aware you are the only member of the group with not a shred of clothing on. All eyes are on you, except Matt who you notice makes a concerted effort to look away.

"Ok, on your knees!" Miranda says, happily. Disconcerted but not wanting to offend Miranda, you kneel and sit on your feet as she cuffs first your ankles together, and then your wrists behind your back. She tightens the restraints, so that the metal digs into your flesh.

"Miranda, these are a little tight, and I'm not sure..." you manage, before she puts a finger to your lips and shoves the ball gag in your mouth and fastens the clasp.

You look around the room, feeling utterly humiliated. Your still hard cock is poking out towards the centre of the circle while Sarah is laughing like a hyena. Tom is fondling his balls, while Miranda has a very self-satisfied look on her face.

"Perfect!" she concludes, and with her fingers flicks your dick sharply. You wince in pain and let out a little cry that is muffled by the gag. "Ok, I guess it's John's turn, but he can't really talk right now. Anyone else?"