Some Work Has to Be Done Before Her Arrival

Mariah makes a light moan of sadness as you pull your cock out of her.

"Please put it back in," she begs, "I really need it. My boyfriend is nothing compared to you."

"You get it when I say that you get it," you say, asserting authority, "Understood...****?"

"Yes...master."

"Good. Now, I think I need to tie you up a little. Would you like that?"

Mariah nods vigorously.

"I'll let you do whatever you want as long as I get that cock again."

"Good, ****. Now, rub yourself a little while I go upstairs for some stuff to tie you up with."

The nude young co-ed nods and reaches one hand down to her pussy. With her other, she grabs one of her C-Cup breasts and begins to fondle it.

It takes strong willpower to leave that sight, but you manage. You head upstairs and go into your parent's room. You find their closet and open it up. A couple belts stand out to you, as well as some of your dad's older ties.

In all your exploration, you accidentally knock over an innocent-looking pink box. It falls to the floor, knocking the lid off and exposing its contents.

A pair of pink, furry handcuffs are there, as well as a couple ballgags and leather straps. The latter appear to buckle, serving as a good leg restraint, you imagine.

You nearly have a heart attack upon seeing the kinky stuff that your parents apparently take part in. You recover yourself- and block out images of your parents in BDSM- and place all the contents back in the box. You pick it up and hurry downstairs.

Mariah appears to be very into her masturbation. She doesn't even respond at all when she hears you head down the creaky, wooden steps.

"I'm back. You didn't cum without me, did you?"

"I...tried," Mariah admits, "But...after having that dick, my fingers just wouldn't do."

"Awww....that's so cute. So, are you ready to be tied up?"

"If you insist, master."

"Oh, I do. After all, don't you want to give Leslie a fun surprise?"

"Oooh...that does sound fun," says Mariah, "Are...you planning on tying her up too, master?"

"Hmmm...maybe," you reply, "We'll see how it goes. I can just picture how cute she would look wriggling around though."

Mariah simply smiles at picturing the image herself.

"So, how do you want to do it, master?"

"Turn around and put your hands behind your back."

The young woman quickly does what you say. You take a step over to her, open the box and fish out the handcuffs. They are easy enough to work, which enables you to quickly snap them onto her wrists. You tighten them a bit until Mariah squeals.

"Can you get out of these," you ask her.

"No, master. They are on quite tight."

"Good. Now stand up good and tall with your legs together. I have to tie them next."

The submissive young lady does so without question as you set down the box. You pull out one of the straps and get down on one knee. You place the strap around her ankles and lock it in tight.

You quickly reach for a second strap and place it around her elbows. You pull her arms together and seal the strap around them.

"I'd tie your legs tighter, but I want your pussy to be available for me...and Leslie."

"Thank you, master."

"There is just one more thing...for now. Turn around and sit back down on the couch."

You watch with perverse joy as the nude girl shimmies her body to turn around. She drops down to the couch with a light thud.

"What's next, master?"

"Why, it's quite simple. I have to gag you now."

"Thank you, master. What are you going to use?"

"I think I know just the thing. Close your eyes."

The young lady obediently follows your command as you reach down on the ground for something. You pick up her gag and hold it in front of her.

"Open your eyes, ****."

She does so and gasps a little at what she sees.

You have her panties, which are moist with her juices from earlier in the day, in your hand.

"They're nice and wet. Did you masturbate before coming over, ****?"

"Yes, master. Three times."

"Good. That makes this easier. Open up now."

She opens her mouth wide and allows you to place the moist cotton material in her mouth. You quickly grab a smaller strap from the box and place it around her face. You push her head forward lightly and lock the strap in. You let go and take in the sight in front of you.

Mariah, formerly a thing of lust and unattainable beauty is nude in front of you. The strap is tied around her face, locking the moist panties in her mouth. Her arms are **** behind her thanks to a leather strap around her elbows and your furry handcuffs on her wrist. Her ankles are strapped together, keeping her unable to run or walk anywhere.

"You look lovely, ****. Now, I wonder if we have time to play before Leslie arrives?"