I wanted to revisit the ladder session. He was now bound with leather cuffs on his wrists and ankles, and a cleave gag made from long socks silenced any protests. I spent a lot of time teasing and stimulating him, focusing on his sensitive glans before finally giving him an intense orgasm. But the torment continued even after he had finished. It was too late for him to change his mind now!

As I stood there, my eyes locked onto the helpless figure before me, I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement. The anticipation of what was to come was almost overwhelming. I ran my finger...

I wanted to revisit the ladder session. He was now bound with leather cuffs on his wrists and ankles, and a cleave gag made from long socks silenced any protests. I spent a lot of time teasing and stimulating him, focusing on his sensitive glans before finally giving him an intense orgasm. But the torment continued even after he had finished. It was too late for him to change his mind now!

As I stood there, my eyes locked onto the helpless figure before me, I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement. The anticipation of what was to come was almost overwhelming. I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to settle my nerves as I prepared myself for the evening's activities.

The feeling of power that came with controlling someone's pleasure was exciting. I had spent weeks planning this evening, carefully selecting the appropriate equipment and crafting a sequence of sensations that would push him to his limits and beyond.

I began by gently caressing his exposed skin, making sure he was comfortable in his restraints. He moaned softly, his eyes glazing over as I teased his sensitive spots with featherlight touches. As his body responded to my touch, I could feel a part of my awakening, connecting with the darker desires that lived deep within me.

He winced as I expertly tied the final knot, ensuring he was securely fastened to the drop down ladder in the centre of the room. I couldn't help but feel a shiver of excitement at the sight of him, presented so perfectly for me to do as I pleased.

His cock, already hard and throbbing, strained against the smooth leather cuffs that encased his wrists and ankles. I ran my finger over the long sock gag stuffed into his mouth, making sure it was secure and preventing any protests.

I took a moment to admire my handiwork, my eyes lingering on his beautiful body, now entirely at my mercy. My heart raced with anticipation as I reached for the first toy, eager to begin this exquisite session of edge play and extended torment.

As I approached him, he whimpered softly, sensing what was to come. I smiled, knowing that his body was now mine to tease.