Yes, she blows him

Seconds seemed to turned into minutes, and Tanya's embarrassment became even more acute as she was **** to just wait in front of Scott, knowing that soon her lips would have to be locked around his sweaty, self-abused cock.

Finally, Rachel deemed that enough time had passed. She'd momentarily moved away from where Tanya sat uncomfortably on her elbows and knees, but now she returned and hauled Tanya up slightly. With a little bit of prodding, Tanya found her mouth guided forward. The smell of sweat grew more and more pronounced, and it was filling her nostrils when she first felt the tip of a penis brush against her lips.

Stifling a groan, afraid of what Rachel would do if she made any noise, Tanya let the man's shaft part her own lips, and she found herself tasting the moist skin of his cock. Thinking about Scott sitting in that chair, looking down on her while she was helplessly bound and blindfolded made Tanya almost gag, but she fought back the reflex and reluctantly started moving her head up and down. She had to rock on her bound knees to do so, and the performance was far from smooth.

However, she was surprised at just how flaccid Scott seemed to be. She'd been expecting a hard cock, fully erect at the sight of her predicament and the anticipation of her tongue running over his manhood. Instead, he felt slightly soft in her mouth, and she almost took that as an insult. The madness of her current situation rattled in her mind, and she suddenly took great offence that this man could possibly be soft given the prize he was being given.

Against any sane reason, she began to work harder, ignoring the discomfort in her knees and the precariousness of her inability to properly steady herself with her bound arms. Slowly, she could feel the sweaty cock become harder, bit by bit. The taste of his sweat was dominating her mouth, and even while she determinedly and manically tried to correct the "wrong" of the man's weak erection, she was also dreading the final climax. Would Rachel make her swallow? Would it be worse than letting Rachel have Scott spray it all over her face?

The crazy determination that had driven her after feeling the man's cock was beginning to dissipate now, and instead it was filled with the repulsive mental image of Scott throwing his head back in the throws of ecstasy, while Tanya went up and down repeatedly on his shaft. She felt her head bang into this stomach several times, and she could only imagine how hairy and pasty white he must be.

The act of having to rock backwards and forwards, unaided by Rachel, was also causing her own core muscles to begin to burn with the effort.

Was she the first woman to give this man oral? Almost certainly. Was she the first woman he'd ever had sex with? Probably. Tanya was setting a number of firsts today, and as Scott's manhood began to pulse slightly, Tanya realised she was going to come out distinctly second on this exchange. He was now hard, and she even heard a light groan escape from his mouth - probably involuntarily given how quiet he'd been up until that point.

For a split second, the sound of movement intruded on Tanya's sensory world, which otherwise was fully consumed with the cock in her mouth. Rachel had been standing nearby, Tanya knew that without having to be able to see her, and now her mistress was leaning forward again. Taking hold of Tanya's head unceremoniously, she held it steady so that Tanya could no longer rock back. There was a series of pulsed beginning to run up Scott's cock, and Tanya wasn't going to be able to withdraw in time.

A second passed as Tanya waited for the inevitable. Then another second, and for a moment, Tanya wondered if the man was straining to pull back from the climax. But then, in a sudden irresistible surge, accompanied by a loud moan, Scott unleashed his full load down Tanya's throat.

Tanya gagged a couple of times as she struggled to take the full amount of semen that had suddenly been deposited in her mouth. Then, after what seemed like an eternity, Rachel suddenly yanked her head back off the man's softening penis.

Tanya started to spit out what was left of Scott's cum, but before she was able to do so, she felt a ball-gag suddenly placed in front of her open mouth. Rachel didn't even bother to say anything as she **** the device on to Tanya, quickly bringing the straps around the back of her head and swiftly locking it in place.

Tanya flushed an even deeper red as she was refused even the small mercy of being able to spit out the remnants of Scott's semen, and tried to let out a few muffled complaints. No sound could escape the firm gag though, and as she tasted the man's climax in every square inch of her mouth, she was **** to try and swallow the remaining load. Rocking back on her knees, she finally sank back on her lower legs, and sat perched on them while flailing her bound arms helplessly at the unreachable gag.

With a laugh, Rachel broke the silence. Oddly though, her first words were not directed at Tanya.

"Well, how did that feel?" she asked Scott.

The man groaned, but it seemed tinged with **** and regret that completely caught Tanya off-guard. Was Scott a not-so-willing participant in this?