#no touch

A bare room. A bare mattress on the floor. A bare bulb hanging from the ceiling. A bare cunt twitching helplessly.

She wanted a challenge today. He had just the place for it. A basement room, unadorned. No windows, no furniture, no decorations, no distractions.

She was thoroughly bound. Her legs and knees were held wide apart with spreader bars. Her wrists were cuffed to a tight leather belt around her waist. The only comfortable position for her hands was to rest them on her thighs, next to her crotch. Her body was anchored in place with chains that connected to eyebolts in the floor.

There were only two other things in the room. One was a video camera on a tripod, aimed and zoomed right between her legs.  The other was a speaker placed behind her head, from which played a continuous stream of erotic audio: sounds of fucking, of masturbation, of orgasms, of domination and humiliation sessions, of people describing their most arousing fantasies.

She’d be left there for the whole day, with nothing to do, nothing to look at, nothing to listen to except sex and sex and sex.

Don’t touch, baby.

Limits: scat, blood, ass to mouth, rimming, toilet licking/play, public unless it's subtle, no pics