Little Tie-up Games – part 2

I was thinking at a million miles an hour. I found my eyes going between Andrew’s cock bouncing a foot in front of me, his naked wife still clutching a stuffed animal and the floor. I’m not bi, not even interested. I hated that he still harbored ill feelings about a little incident from almost a year ago. But the thing that I kept thinking of the most was that I would have to give the safeword to get out of this, and that meant no more being tied-up. So let a friend take out some petty revenge to feel better in front of his wife or quit? On the other hand, I really didn’t want someone’s dick taking a rest on my shoulder either. I guess the lack of embarassment for me is what won out. I mean these two had tied me up in various positions for months now, how much would this really overshadow that? They both stood waiting patiently for a good 2 minutes until I eventually said “Ok.”

Amy spoke first. “Are you sure? Once it’s done, it’s done. Then we go back to the couch.”

“Yeah, let’s do it. For how long?”