My BDSM Dirty Story

He is expanding his arms towards me, calling. He has that incredible look in his eyes that he gets when he has a thought – and when he is ordering me something that I shouldn't neglect. What's more, he's grinning.

I courteously separate myself from the discussion I am having and extract myself from other party-goers in the room. We are in his personal room; it's one of his popular house parties. There are around 40 people compressed in here, talking, giggling, drinking, examining, discussing, and in different positions of easygoing undress. The bed on which we are lying has been driven sideways against the divider to allow for the maximum number of people to gather on the bed.

There are guys and girls on the floor, on pads or on the extra sleeping cushion that is placed before the bed. There are some people I know, some I don't, people I've screwed, and there are those who I haven't.  I am dying to fuck but the party hasn't started yet at this point. There are people who are meandering through the different rooms in the house – and there is a certain group of people who are hanging out in this room specifically. Since they very well know what happens in the room.

I somehow, figure out how to separate myself from the bed and find a path through ladies who are sitting on the floor in one way or another without hitting anybody's drinks out of their hands, and I stand right next to Harman. He smiles, grabs my hair and pulls my head in reverse and down. He then kisses me hard on my mouth. He turns me around and holds my thin wrists behind with his one hand, thumping me towards him. He folds his other arm over my belly, pulling me tight against him. He moves his hand and grabs my boobs hard. He very gently bites my ear. My cunt jerks and I say in my mind that I'm ready for you with bdsm toys.

Harman grabs a length of rope and orders me to hold my arms straight behind my back. I agree. He turns me so I'm confronting everybody and start tying my arms rapidly. At this point, majority of people quit talking and start watching – keen on what's happening, and with a sense of satisfaction and excitement in their eyes showing that party is now going towards the right path Individuals mix off the beaten path on the floor to give us some more space. He holds my arms and ties rope firmly around my wrists, my lower arms, my upper arms, my shoulders, my breasts.

I am extremely glad to be part of this party – more joyful than anything else in the world. Harman gets the chance to showcase his abilities and enjoy with a willing volunteer, and I so profoundly appreciate the vibe of being powerless. I really like the attention and feel comfortable. Some people consistently watch and ask me how it feels, and ask Harman about rope bondage toy play, and some are waiting to know what is going to happen next. On seeing what is happening, people find this is fun and feel energized. I am so badly turned on that I can’t see properly and my clit aches.

Now, after having this orgy fun-filled party I can't wait further to participate in the next house party.