Loved to play

It was just a little game you two loved to play.

He would take you down to this seedy little bar,

where everyone knew about the glory holes.

Of course you dressed like a little slut,

His slut, there for everyone to see it.

Collared and awaiting the leash in His pocket.

He takes you into the back after a few drinks,

attaching the leash and feeding it through the hole.

Then He cuffs your hands behind your back,

silently restraining you before applying a blindfold.

This is new, and you can already feel your juices,

unhindered by your lack of panties,

running down the inside of your thighs.

Before long there is a tug at your leash,

and you feel the warm cock against your face.

Like a greedy cock loving whore,

you worship His cock without hesitation.

It goes on for quite some time,

sucking, slurping, and making a mess on the floor,

before you hear the stall door behind you open.

you start to panic, being unable to see,

or even raise your hands in defence.

Hands start to caress your vulnerable body,

groping up under your skirt and feeling your wetness.

Struggle as you will to pull away from the cock in your mouth,

to say something, the chain simply pulls you in tighter.

Now there is another cock to worry about,

you feel it rubbing against your ass,

then slowly sliding into your hungry little cunt.

That is when He whispers into your ear,

"stay silent, and be My good little whore."

But… That was your Sir!

So… who have you been pleasuring!?!?

The blindfold is removed and you can see it now,

not the cock of your partner…

But still the chain is held tight and you cannot pull away,

as He starts to brutally fuck you from behind.

It is hardly a few seconds before you explode in orgasm,

again and again as He takes what is His.

Finally, the cock in your mouth erupts in orgasm as well,

filling your mouth with and causing yet another mess on the floor.

you can just feel the leash being tugged as the cock is removed,

and soon realize through the haze of orgasms,

that it has been tied off on the other side.

When your partner finishes inside your now aching cunt,

you are left there, alone, as He exits the stall.

Can you hear them? Talking softly, laughing,

and then the chain is released.

Slumped on the floor in puddles of your own cum,

and that of Your partner and His mystery friend.

Who was it? you want to ask…

But somehow, you know He will never tell you.

He helps you to your feet, but doesn’t remove the cuffs of chain,

instead walking you out across the bar,

not even wiping the cum from your lips,

and out into the parking lot to the car.

It seems He is far from done with you this evening…