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FACESITTING STORY  -  HELPLESS

 

 

 

"I went shopping today," she informed me, as she came in with several packages.

"Oh?" I asked, not really very interested.

"Yup," she replied, "I got us some new toys to play with. Come on back to the bedroom and see what I found."

Toys? That piqued my curiosity. I followed her back to the bedroom. She had already started laying out her purchases, and as I saw them, I couldn't believe my eyes.

"Take off your clothes," she commanded, slapping her palm briskly with the small crop she had bought. I quickly moved to comply, while my cock started stiffening.

"Now, let's try these on." She had selected a couple pairs of cuffs, equipped with various rings and a velcro closing mechanism. "The saleslady said these were escape proof, but I have my doubts." She wrapped each of my wrists with the smaller pair, and helped me put the larger ones around my ankles. "Get up on the bed," she ordered, while rumaging in her sack. She pulled out some even larger cuffs, which she placed around my calves just below the knee. They fit quite snuggly, and I was sure they wouldn't slip up or down.

She then produced some clips, and carefully positioned my legs just how she wanted them. Quickly, each of my wrists were attached to the ankles, left wrist to left ankle, and right to right. My ankles were also fastened to each other.

Next, she selected a short bar with clips on each end. This was fastened between the knee cuffs, forcing my knees apart and fully exposing my cock and balls.

Reaching into her bag once more, she pulled out a gag. It had a leather strap that was wide enough to cover my mouth, and I noticed a rubber piece attached in the center. On the opposite side, a steel ring was held in place by some short straps. Extending on either side, the leather tapered into straps and a buckle. A short rubber tube also extended out near the buckle.

She knelt over my chest, knees on either side of me, and leaned over. Carefully, she pushed the rubber part into my mouth. It fit quite easily, and did little to keep me from making noise. She buckled it into place behind my head, and then produced a small rubber bulb, similar to one on a blood pressure meter. This bulb was then attached to the rubber tube. She gave the bulb a couple of quick pumps, and the rubber piece in my mouth began to expand. It quickly swelled to fill my mouth, depressing my tongue very effectively. She continued to inflate the devilish device, and I was soon very well gagged.

As she reached into her bag of tricks once again, the purpose of the metal ring became apparent. She withdrew a small dildo, about five inches long with a flared base, and proceeded to attach it to the front of the gag. When she had finished, the dildo rose from in front of my mouth.

She climbed off of my chest, and turned her attention to my cock. Reaching down, she gave it a firm squeeze, then pumped it a couple of times. It was rock hard, as she turned her attention to my swollen balls. She grabbed them, holding their weight in her hand, and bounced them gently up and down a few times. "These are pretty full," she remarked. "We'll take care of that a little later."

With this, she changed her grip slightly, switching from gentle support to a firm grasp. Then she started to squeeze. The once pleasurable sensation immediately changed to one of pain. I gasped, and moaned into the gag, but it effectively kept me silent. I struggled to move her hand, but the simple bondage devices were quite effective. I was able to squirm and writhe about, but no movements could free me from their hold, or free my balls from her grasp.

She released my balls, and commented, "Hmmm, I guess she was right. They do seem to be escape proof." My cock, now that my poor balls had been freed, became even harder than it had been before. This did not go unnoticed, as she said "I see, if I want you hard, I just have to squeeze your balls. I'll have to remember that."

She stood up, and slowly took off her clothes. Reaching once again into her bag of goodies, she pulled out a small bottle of lube, which she rubbed not on my stiff cock, but on the dildo extending in front of my mouth. She swung her leg over my body, and, facing my feet, carefully positioned the head of the dildo at the opening of her pussy. I had a nice view of her ass, as she slowly inserted the dildo. She slid down, impaling herself on the dildo, until it was fully inserted. My nose, similarly, was fully inserted between her ass cheeks. My nostrils were pinched closed by her butt, and I couldn't breathe. Because of the dildo, I could not turn or twist my head in any way, although I tried with all my might. Struggling against my bonds, I tried to free myself, but of course, I couldn't.

She sat there, fully penetrated by the dildo, and fully and very effectively smothering me. I enjoyed the smothering at first, relishing my helplessness. I could struggle, fighting with all my strength, but could not escape. The first twenty or so seconds were delicious, and I loved the sensation.

During the next twenty seconds, I felt the first pains of being smothered. I felt the need to take a breath, but was prevented from doing so by the inflated gag in my mouth and her ass pinching my nose closed. The desire to breathe was steadily increasing as the carbon dioxide levels in my blood grew. I continued to struggle, growing steadily more desperate. But she remained fully seated, riding out my struggles, safe in the security of my bonds.

As the smothering continued to the one minute mark, I began to worry. She showed no sign of shifting her position, and nothing I could do seemed to influence her. The pleasure of being held helplessly, smothered by an unyielding ass, had given way to the need to breathe. The need was not satisfied. She continued to sit, and, to further complicate things, she began pinching my nipples.

My struggles were less intense, as the smothering continued into the second minute. I realized that my attempts to escape were only consuming oxygen faster. As I felt myself slipping away, she lifted slightly. Her wet pussy slid up, only an inch or so, on the shaft extending from my face. It was enough. My nose was freed from its prison, and oxygen flooded my lungs. I heard her command from above, "Struggle."

I had little strength remaining, but I didn't dare oppose her wishes. I once again tried to free myslf, my fingers searching for a way to disconnect the clips holding each cuff to its mates. Of course, they were unsuccessful. The cuffs were "escape proof," after all.

I noticed her descending once again, as I heard her say "Let me hear you beg." Of course, I was tightly gagged and could not speak. I moaned against the gag, still trying to flush my system of the built up carbon dioxide and replace it with life giving oxygen. "I can't hear you," she said, "I guess you must have had enough air, then, no?"

I screamed into the gag, but only a muffled moan came out. It was not loud enough to be heard over the air rushing in and out of my nose. I was too effectivey gagged to be heard, and she resumed her position. Once again, my nose was pinched between her cheeks. I could only hope she wouldn't stay seated as long this time.

My wish was granted. She only maintained her fully seated position for ten or fifteen seconds before rising completely off of me and the dildo. I thought it was over, but no, she was merely turning around to face me. She then descended once again, pausing briefly to re-insert the dildo. As she reached the point where she touched my nose, she reached down and spread her pussy lips slightly. She was positioned such that her clit would rub against my nose, as she completed her descent.

She began a slight rocking motion. She couldn't slide far, as the dildo restricted her movements just as it did my own, but it was apparently enough. Her juices flooded my nose as her movements increased in intensity. Within a few seconds, she began to orgasm, shuddering with the strength of the energies coursing through her body.

Finally, her orgasm subsided and she lifted off of my tortured nose. She released the clips holding my wrists and ankles, and I gratefully let my legs straighten out. I was not fully comfortable, though, as the spreader bar kept my knees widely seperated. She unsnapped the dildo from my gag, but gently restrained my hands as I reached to undo the buckle behind my head. "Shhhh," she whispered, "I want you to leave the gag in for a few more minutes."

She held my arms at my sides as she moved to mount my still rock hard cock. Gently, she inserted me into her opening. My cock was shocked at the coolness; her pussy having been chilled by the inert rubber of the dildo. She moaned with the warmth my hot cock provided as she slid down it's length.

Leaning forward, she gently covered my face with her tits. "Don't you want to be smothered by my tits?" she asked. I moaned my reply against the inflated gag. "I thought so." She pressed her left tit against my nose, cutting off my air once again. Five, ten seconds. My cock was twitching within her. I felt myself close to coming, even without any motion. She let me breathe for a few seconds, and then covered my nose with her other tit. Again, I was deprived of air. "You're not struggling very much," she complained. I reached up with my hands, and gently pushed her breast aside so I could breathe. "That's more like it," she said as she grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand away, letting her soft tit flesh once again seal my nose. I reached up with my other hand, pulling her tit clear of my nose again. She quickly pulled it away as well, and once again closed my nose. Her grasp on my hands was very effective, but my head was left free to move about. I twisted away from her again, trying to get a breath. She followed my dodging nose with her tits, trying once again to smother me. She released my hands and grasped my hair tightly, using it to force my face between her tits. My nose was pressed against her chest; her tits on either side of my face. Again I was deprived of air. I reached up, but could not free myself.

Now that she had me, once again, helpless, she started riding my crotch. My orgasm quickly built, spurred on by the smothering I was powerless to resist. In just seconds, I felt myself reaching the point of no return. I exploded within her, filling her cavity with my spurts of cum. As I climaxed, I was released from her smothering breasts.

She reached behind my head, and with a slight hiss, the gag in my mouth deflated. Unbuckling it, she removed it from my mouth and set it aside. "Did you enjoy that?" she asked, as she unhooked the spreader bar and removed the cuffs.

"Ohhh, yes," I answered. "Thank you."

  
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