Sorry it took so long but here's the newest installment!
After humiliating myself and sucking off my new master, I knew that I was stuck here wether I liked it or not. I could hear sir attach a leash to my collar before moving behind me and uncuffing my hands. The door opened and I was quickly being dragged forward by my sissy pink collar. I couldn't see where he was leading me, but followed him blindly on my knees. After closing the door behind me he dragged me down a short hallway and down a step into a carpeted room. I could hear a basketball game on in the background and figured I was in Sir's living room. He stopped and pushed me down to my stomach. I didn't know what was coming but figured he was going to tie me up like he said. Unfortunately I was right.
The first thing he did was pull my ankles up to my butt and use a leather strap on each leg to tie them there. The strap was at least a couple inches wide, but it still pulled deep into my skin making it uncomfortable. He repeated it on both legs before pulling my arms behind my back. He used another leather strap to tie my wrists together with my palms facing each other. I thought he was done, but I soon learned just what he meant by "tight" bondage. The next leather strap went around my upper arms, just above my elbows. I had seen pictures of this before but knew there was no way I could do that. Sir was determined to try apparently. He pulled up on the loose end hard, pulling my elbows closer together and my upper body off the ground. I groaned and started to say something but was met with a hard slap to the face.
"Don't you ever complain to me slut. You can cry and whimper all you want, but don't you ever say a word of complaint or I'll post every one of those pictures. Your elbows might not touch yet, but I promise you by the end of the month they will."
He buckled the strap around my elbows and i collapsed back down in pain. It felt like my shoulders were getting pulled from their sockets! He let me lay there for a minute before pulling me up to my knees. The straps cut sharply into my legs as he set me down forcing me back into my kneeling position. It was then that he took the blindfold off and I finally got a look around. I was kneeling in front of a black leather couch in a big living room. Everything was tastefully decorated in wood and leather and a big screen TV in the corner was playing the game. I also noticed that there was a camera on the end table next to the couch with the red light on. He'd been filming me! Sir was sitting on the couch in front of me, completely naked. His cock had shrunk a little now that he'd cum, but it was still at least 7 inches long.
"Get used to that position bitch, you're going to be there a lot for the next month. Whenever I put you here, I expect you to kneel there and worship my cock like a good little cock slut. When I look at this video later, I had better be convinced that you are happier than you've ever been in your life or you know what'll happen. Start sucking slut."
He pulled forward on the leash forcing me to shuffle closer to him. The couch was low enough that I had to bend forward to take him in my mouth. I moaned like the slut he wanted me to be and started bobbing my head up and down his shaft, pulling off every once in a while to lick the full length before going back to sucking. Slowly he started to get hard again, but he stayed focused on the game as I moaned and worshipped his cock like the cockwhore I now was. When he was fully hard, I started bobbing my head all the way up and down, gagging myself when I took him all the way. When I needed a break I pulled off and started sucking and licking his balls, moaning the whole time. My shoulders were numb from the pain, but I couldn't say the same for my legs. Every time I shifted or moved the straps would dig into my legs again. I couldn't believe how uncomfortable I was, and knew that this was just the beginning. I still had feeling in my firngers and toes though so at least I knew I wasn't losing blood flow anywhere. I kept sucking his cock and balls like some cock crazed bimbo while he watched the game.
Finally I heard the final buzzer and hoped that maybe he would move me into a more comfortable position, but instead he just focused more on me and relaxed back. I knew I was stuck here until I got him off, so I started working harder and harder on him. I forced my head down all the way, pushing his cock into my throat while I gagged and choked on him. Over and over again until his cock and my face were covered in my spit and I was drooling everywhere. I could feel him start to tense, and once again he pulled me all the way down on his cock so he could cum down my throat. It was shorter this time, and he released my head a bit so I could take a breath, but he didn't let me pull all the way off. I understood what he wanted and nursed every last drop out of his cock gently. I didn't want to make him mad by sucking too hard when he was sensitive, and couldn't believe that that had actually become a concern for me!
He slowly softened as he relaxed back and watched TV while I knelt in front of him still sucking on his cock while my face was covered in drool.