Mr Woods, are you okay? - Sex Stories

Mr Woods, are you okay?

... my head towards a post and said, “You see new things always scare people. Afraid of the unknown, it’s a common syndrome in humans.” She tied my hand from the wrist to the post as she said that. She went back to her case and took out another rope and walked to my left foot. Whilst she tied that she said, “New things are strange and something unseen to most.” Again she had tied my foot from the ankle to the post. She grabbed two pieces of rope and walked to my right foot. She threw one over to my right arm and began to tie my right foot. She looked over to my cock and said, “I see you are exited. If you weren’t then that thing you’ve got there would have wilted away by now.” She walked up to my right arm and without thinking I just stretched it out to the post. She said, “Mr Woods, there you see, you are getting into the swing of it.” She tied it and walked back to the case. I pulled on the ropes and there was no way I was getting out from any of them, they were done up well, they did not feel tight on my wrist’s or ankle’s. She must have done that before. I felt nervous, I literally shook. She walked so calmly back to the case and got out something that looked like a red ball, golf ball size with a black strap through it. She walked up to my head and held it up in front of my face and asked, “Do you know what this is?” I did not say anything; there was a desperate look of fear in my eyes, I shook my head from left to right. She said, “Well if you don’t say anything now, then ...

... you certainly won’t be able to once I’ve applied this.” She said, “Open wide.” And stuffed the ball into my mouth, she tied it up behind my head. I was in real shock; I did not know what else she may have had in her case. But amazingly; my cock remained hard not just that but I felt it was getting harder and harder, I almost felt the blood rush into it and not out. She took the case off the bed, closed it and placed it back at the end of the bed. She came back and got onto the bed. She sat knelt between my legs. She placed a hand on both of my thighs and said, “Now there don’t be afraid, why so worried. You’ll love the way you feel in a little while.” She ran her hands slowly along my thighs up to my groin and then took hold of my cock with both hands. She said, “Mr Woods, you really do have a nice piece of wood here. A branch, something to grab with both hands and… well… let’s see. What can one do with a wooden cock?” She grabbed it tight and waved it from left to right and back again and said, “You do amaze me Mr Woods, this branch seems to be getting harder, almost turning to steel.” I could not get any words out, I just muttered loudly and frantically waved my head around, my legs and thighs shook, my arms locked in position. She smiled and said, “Are you petrified, Mr Woods? Are you concerned about what I may do?” She dribbled some spit on my cock and started to stroke it; she put the head in to her mouth and sucked hard on it. Fuck that hurt. She lifted her head up and ...