.Bi Curious Fantasy Betting on the Super Bowl Part 3

It was almost time for this bisexual fetish encounter to get started.  So I dressed simply in a black silk kimono and reminded Kurt to don the things that I had given him.  He did as he was told.  I instructed him to have a seat in the desk chair on the far side of the room.  I sauntered over to him and place a slow seductive kiss on his lips.

Then I place the blindfold over his sweet blue eyes with a smile.

He started to protest, but I reminded him that he bet against the winning team, and it was time for him to pay up. No welching allowed.  After making sure he couldn’t see I grabbed the black bag from the corner and started laying out its contents on the table.

I had a set of black leather wrist and ankle cuffs already adorned with small carabiner clips.  There were two lengths of soft royal purple rope, a bottle of lube, an assortment of different sized dildos, a strapon harness and my favorite jack rabbit vibrator.

About this time my cell phone dinged with a text message.  Poor Kurt almost jumped out of his skin.  He started to get up from his chair but then thought better of it. I had arranged for our guest to message ten minutes prior to his arrival. Time was of the essence to get Kurt prepared for his bi curious fantasy afternoon of fun.

I started by placing the cuffs on his wrists and ankles.

Then I ran on length of the rope through the carabiner clips, made one loop around the wooden arm of the chair, then around the back to do the same on the other wrist.  Then the two ends were secured tightly behind the back of the chair. I then secured his ankles in the same fashion.  There was a bit of movement possible, but he was definitely not getting out of that chair until he was released.

I tugged on the ropes one last time to make sure they were secure.

There was a knock at the door about that time.  I caressed Kurt’s cheek as I walked past him to answer the door.  It was Doug.  Doug and I had been friends for a very long time and, on occasion, fuck buddies.  He was fit, bisexual fetish minded and very open about what he looked for in a sexual encounter.  Three qualities that made him perfect for the role I wanted him to play.  Doug and Kurt had met once before at a party the previous year. So, I knew that I could trust him, and that Kurt would be glad to know it was someone he liked.

The two of us kissed for a moment at the door before I escorted him in and helped him to undress.

Then I took him by the hand and led him over to Kurt who was breathing rather deeply in order to calm his nerves.  This was the purpose of the bondage.  He could not see, nor could he leave.  I took those options away from him; making it easier for him accept and enjoy what was about to happen.

I bent down, and in a low voice, told Kurt to open his mouth.  He did so, and I laid the fat mushroom head of Doug’s cock onto his tongue.

Stay tuned for part 4 of my bi curious fantasy coming to you on Friday!  If you just can’t wait check out my audio blog to hear my own voice paint the picture of what happens next!

If you missed the beginning of my story be sure to check out Part 1 and Part 2.

 
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