Pegging party

Pegging party

He is blindfolded. The ball gag is tight, stretching his mouth open and tight around the back of his head. His hands tied above his head to the bed. The spreader bar between his ankles keeps his legs well apart. Plus she had connected it to the pulley, so his legs were above him, his bare ass exposed. That was how she found him when she walked in. He wasn’t sure which one. He wasn’t ever certain how many other friends she invited. To use him. To use his asshole. A pegging party she had called it. And he was the draw. She had promised them. He flashes back to when she had first asked him. She had used the strap on with him before. A few times. Not a lot, but a few. She had been so excited. How could he say no. He is nervous as he hears them moving closer. Then he feels it, a brief touch of the phallus as it brushes his bare thigh. He whimpers….

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