With bondage (Session 1)

Immediately, the coil of rope snaked it's way out of the box and wrapped around Harry's body win a series of knots. His hands were pulled behind his back and tied wrist to elbow, before being secured to the rope already on his body. Using this, his body was pulled down until he was kneeling on the floor whist his legs were quickly tied as well. Unbeknownst to him, the ropes would slowly add compulsions to be submissive and make the wearer want to be used. Helpful for bondage ropes.

Now secured and not going anywhere, Harry watched as the ring gag and the nipple suckers floated out of the box and towards his body. The suckers latched on and began their ministrations to his nipples, pulling, sucking and he could swear lightly biting them. Meanwhile, the gag had made itself at home stretching his jaw wide open, saliva starting to pool in his mouth at the salty taste coming from it. Harry could already tell he would be covered in drool soon enough.

Jumping at the touch of something tickling up his spine, Harry craned his neck round to see a small feather duster hovering behind him. Panting harshly from the shock, he willed his heart to slow back to normal. As if sensing he was ok, the feathers started tracing their way across his body, not quite ticking, but making his skin tingle wherever they went. Again the feathers were enchanted, to make his skin much more sensitive to touch.

After losing himself to the feeling of the feathers, Harry was pulled back at the sound of buzzing from nearby. The vibrator from last time had returned. It touched Harry in the centre of his chest, tracing patterns in the drool that had dripped onto it. How long had it been if he was that covered?

As the vibrator moved, the suckers dropped from his nipples, only for them to be buzzed by the vibe. Electricity fired down his spine from his nipples and shot straight into his cock, straining and weeping pre-cum to the floor. As one nipple had the vibrator teasing it, the other had a feather brush past it. Harry was openly panting at the sensations, his hips writhing as best they could still being tied up.

As the toys swapped nipples, Harry writhed in his bonds for something to just touch his cock, before, with a full body clench, he came on the ground. Jet after jet, more than he thought he had in him, shot from him, before finally it trickled to a stop. Suddenly exhausted, he slumped in his bonds feeling like he had just finished after training all day. His head bowed down, Harry marvelled at just how much cum had came from him. 'taste it, you want to taste it' Licking his lips, he was shocked at how thirsty he was all of a sudden. He should bring some water for next time.

Jerking his head up at a chime sounding from the box, he gave a sigh of relief as the rope wriggled slightly and almost fell off his body. It snaked it's way back into the box and stopped, followed by everything else but the gag. That Harry reached up and removed, dropping it into the box with everything else. Rubbing his jaw with one hand as it closed, the other went to his tender nipples. They had turned puffy from how long they had been engorged with blood, sore and very sensitive, as harry found out getting dressed.

He raided the sock drawer, as he had wanted to do, before a yawn tore from his mouth. Exhausted, sore and needing food and water, Harry gave one last look around, before leaving for the kitchens. He missed the small puddle of cum being absorbed by the floor of the armoire, all the clothes shuffling in place, resizing to his proportions.