Total Fail

Your temptress doesn't let up, the attention they are paying to your cock and balls while they attempt to trade for your orgasm must be consuming them. "Sir, do you want me to take you all in my mouth", a new offer as you stretch your legs outwards, "If you can manage half of me in yours", and there was their price as they started to hold you on the edge again.

Focus, lift legs, groan through closed lips, and they stop and let go again leaving you. Focus a little more, left legs right up. And... Grab..

You struggle as you feel your left ankle grabbed and very soon after your right as you attempt to pull free, you can hear them giggling as they once again put more weight on your face to stop the struggles, but they still have your legs. But they don't, the feeling is wrong, its not a hand holding your left ankle, or your right now, but it was.

"Oh Sir, this makes life easier," they exclaim in mock surprise, "If I didn't know better, I would would have guessed you forgot all the restraints and bars in your canopy". Yes, you had forgotten, you had even saw them as you lay down, even had a passing thought about using them on your maid. You feel your legs being pulled upwards slightly, raising your ass slightly off the bed as you hear the sounds of chains.

They were still sitting on your face, your hands and arms pinned, but now your ankles were cuffed, comfy in nice wide leather cuffs, cuffed and held apart by a spreader bar, connected above your body by a chain that was holding your ass slightly off the bed.

They took a moment shuffling on your face, adjusting in their seat as one does, then pulling their skirt around them to straighten it out and blocking out what little light was there at the back.

"Well Sir, I think we can both say your fucked," they giggled but some of the playfulness had faded and you could hear their lust, "No, that's not right, but I can correct that"