Cucked in Her Bed While Bound and Gagged

I’ve been down this particular road before – a man finds himself bound as he’s cucked – but I can’t help myself. It’s undeniably hot when someone surrenders their power to you and lets you put them in bondage. They become beholden to your desires, even if they’re not exactly what they would have chosen. It’s a kind of kinky fun I can get on board with. Hopefully the story excites you too.

"Strip and get on your back in my bed," Alessia instructed. "Stroke yourself, too. I want you nice and hard by the time I step out of the bathroom."

She kissed him slowly and deeply, helping bring his cock to an erect state. She walked away before looking over her shoulder to blow him a flirty kiss. Aiden stripped and climbed into her bed. A delicate smell - her perfume, perhaps - filled his nose as his head sank into the pillows. He stroked himself slowly, keeping his dick in an erect state while dreaming of how good it would feel to be inside her.

Alessia emerged from the bathroom wearing a pair of black lace top stockings and shiny black heels. She'd pinned her hair up in a rather alluring manner and was otherwise naked. She smiled and approached her dresser, slowly opening the top drawer and reaching inside as Aiden stared at her ass.

A gentle metallic sound drew his attention and he saw Alessia pull a pair of handcuffs from the drawer. She turned towards the bed, flashed a devilish grin, and walked towards him as Aiden felt his pulse quicken a little.

"I want to have a little naughty fun," she said. "Are you up for a little naughty fun?"

He nodded and Alessia slipped the cuff around one of his wrists. She lifted his hand above his head and looped the other cuff through one of the ornate wooden bars of her headboard. Alessia lifted his other arm over his head and slipped the cuff around his wrist. Just like that, he was handcuffed to her bed.

Alessia leaned over and kissed him as she ran her hand over his chest and stomach. Her fingers encircled his cock and she stroked him slowly as their tongues met for an erotic dance that soon had him moaning.

"Do you use these cuffs often?" he asked.

"No. Only when I want to show a man an exceptionally good time," she replied.

Alessia kissed his neck, his chest, his stomach, and his thighs, all while stroking his cock.

"Some men want no part of this kind of play, of course, but you're not one of those men, are you Aiden? You didn't panic when you saw the cuffs. You didn't freak out when I put them on you. You're not struggling. You like that I'm in control now, don't you?"

"Yes."

She smiled and kissed the head of his cock. Her tongue danced over the underside and he moaned.

"I wonder if you'll continue to feel that way," she said softly.

Aiden didn't have much time to consider the notion as Alessia took him in her mouth, bathed his cock head in warmth and wetness, and swirled her tongue around it. He instinctively tried to run his fingers through her hair but instead felt the harsh metal of the cuff dig into his wrist. He moaned and his hips subtly lifted off the bed.

"My mouth makes you feel good, doesn't it?" she asked as her fingers moved up and down his spit-soaked shaft.

"So fucking good."

She kissed his balls, teasing them with her tongue. "Do you ever think about how you're not the only man that I've had in my mouth?"

"What?"

Alessia smiled and crawled into the bed, getting on her knees and elbows between his legs. She lowered her head to kiss his balls once more and Aiden stared at her shapely ass.

"Are you the kind of man that thinks about the fact that I've given blowjobs to other guys? That's I've given blowjobs to other guys in this room, in this bed?"

Aiden shook his head.

"No, never?"

"Well now I'm thinking about it."

She smiled and took him in her mouth. Half his cock disappeared and Alessia sucked her cheeks in as she pulled back slowly, her tongue applying blissful pressure to the underside of his head.

His cock popped free from the tight grasp of her lips and Alessia sat back on her knees and slowly crawled forward until she was seated across his upper thighs. Much of Aiden's slick cock was nestled in her pubic hair, the tip resting just short of her belly button.

"Does it bother you to think about your girlfriend giving head to other guys in this bed?" she asked.

"I don't think so, no."

Alessia teased his cock head with her thumb, moving it in slow circles over the underside and applying just enough pressure to make Aiden's loins vibrate with pleasure.

"You're not sure, though?"

"I can't really think clearly right now. I'm really turned on. I'm cuffed to your bed. You're naked and so fucking hot and all I want is to be inside you."

She leaned forward and kissed his neck. Aiden felt warmth and wetness around the very tip of his cock and knew he was inside her. He tried to lift his hips to fill her but she bit his earlobe hard enough for it to hurt.

"Let me have control, Aiden," she whispered. "Your only job tonight is to lie there."

His ass fell to the bed and Alessia sat down on his cock, slowly engulfing him in the absolute perfection of her pussy.

Aiden wanted to touch her, to wrap her in his arms, to grab her ass, to play with her tits, to thrust his cock up into her while she rode him and he was surprised at just how frustrating it was to have all of his desires denied.

Alessia moved her hips back and forth, grinding her pussy over his cock and slowly drawing Aiden deeper into his arousal.

"A year ago today - this very day - I had another man's cock inside me in this position, in this bed. He wasn't cuffed, though. He was free to touch me as he pleased."

A frustrated groan escaped Aiden's lips. "Alessia, why are you talking about other guys?"

She leaned forward and lifted her pussy from his cock until just the tip remained inside her. Alessia sank back down, bathing him in pleasure. She did so over and over, picking up the pace slowly but surely until she was riding him wildly, drawing Aiden ever closer to the point of no return where his orgasm was concerned.

"You don't ever think about ex-girlfriends, Aiden?"

"No."

She sat up and continued to ride him hard. "No? A memory never pops into your head while you're jerking off? You never think about the girl that dressed up in the hottest lingerie you've ever seen and begged you to fuck her doggystyle while you spanked her ass?"

He shook his head. He didn't have any memories like that one so he wasn't sure where Alessia was getting that from.

She laughed. "Oh, right, that's a memory of mine."

He groaned.

"I was the one in lingerie, of course. I was the one getting fucked from behind while he spanked my ass. I was the one that begged him to cum inside me while I rubbed my clit furiously and had the biggest fucking orgasm of my life."

"Alessia, please, stop."

She sat down on his dick and stopped moving entirely.

"That's not what I meant."

"I know, sweet Aiden, but I could tell you were getting close to cumming and I don't want you to cum. Not until I'm ready for you to cum."

"I wasn't close."

She smiled. "You were, Aiden. My pussy makes you feel good and you're a little more turned on than usual because I cuffed you to my bed, because I'm in control, because maybe there's a part of you that likes hearing me talk about the other guys that have fucked me in this bed."

He shook his head.

Alessia started riding him again. Pleasure engulfed Aiden's loins. His cock throbbed inside her.

"I once got fucked so hard in this bedroom that the bed frame broke," she said.

Aiden groaned, but this time it wasn't out of annoyance or agony. It was pleasure.

"We were in missionary. My pussy was sore, but it felt so fucking good to get pounded like that. He was an athlete. A college basketball player. I don't think he ever met a pussy that he didn't try and destroy and god damn did it feel so fucking good to get railed by a guy like that."

Aiden winced as Alessia pinched his nipples and twisted.

"Ow, fuck! What was that for?"

"Because you almost came, Aiden, and I told you not to cum until I was ready for you to cum. There's nothing like a shock of pain to pull you back from the edge of an orgasm."

He couldn't argue with the effectiveness of her technique, but it was hardly necessary.

"Please don't do that again," he said.

She released his nipples from her grasp and began to ride him once more.

"And please stop talking about the other guys you've fucked."

Alessia leaned forward until her lips hovered just above his. Her pussy moved back and forth over his cock, her clit rubbing into his pubic bone and generating what must have been blissful friction.

"You don't get to tell me what to do, Aiden," she whispered. "If I want to talk about the other guys that have fucked me in this bed, I'm going to do it, especially since it turns me the fuck on."

"Please..."

"I've ridden bigger dicks than yours in this bed...much bigger dicks."

Aiden would have pulled out if he was on top. He probably would have left the bedroom. He was at her mercy, though, and he found himself inching towards an orgasm.

"Don't you dare cum, Aiden," she warned.

"Please...it just feels so good. You have to stop riding me if you don't want me to cum."

Alessia sat up and dug her fingernails into his chest. "If you cum, Aiden, I swear, I will call someone else. I will have him come over. I will fuck him in this bed while you lie there in your handcuffs."

"What? No...Alessia, what the fuck?"

She smiled in a truly disturbing manner and her fingers slid forwards until they were firmly wrapped around his neck. She applied just enough pressure to trigger a stress reaction, but the unrelenting cock riding meant that it twisted into arousal.

"Cum in me, Aiden. Cum in me so I can call a real man over to satisfy me. Prove that you're not fucking worthy of my cunt!"

Despite the horror of being made to watch while cuffed to her bed, Aiden came inside her. He couldn't help it. Pleasure rocketed through his body. His back arched. His eyes closed. His hands pulled against the cuffs as he saw stars, all of it evidence of an orgasm so powerful it surpassed all others.

Alessia had her phone in her hand by the time Aiden opened his eyes.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

She smiled but remained silent. After a minute Alessia set her phone on the nightstand, climbed off his cock, and headed for the bathroom. She closed the door and Aiden pulled hard against the cuffs, hurting his wrist and proving that trying to escape was foolish.

"Alessia, please!" he called out. "Please tell me you're just fucking with me!"

Her blonde hair was down and she wore a satin robe when she emerged from the bathroom. Aiden felt a sense of relief as she seemed to be dressed in a post-coital manner, like she really had just been messing with him.

"Do you think you'll be able to stay relatively quiet while I get fucked?" she asked.

"What? No, Alessia. Please. Don't do this."

Alessia walked to the dresser, opened the top drawer once more, and pulled out a ball gag with a leather strap. "I don't mind you moaning and groaning, of course, but I can't have you screaming or begging or berating me while I'm getting fucked by someone else. That would really put a damper on my mood."

She approached the bed with the ball gag dangling from her fingers and Aiden shook his head.

"No, Alessia, no. This is crazy. This is fucked up. It is."

"You're not going to be able to be quiet, are you?" she asked.

"I can. I can. I will."

The gag was in his mouth a moment later. She affixed the strap around the back of his head and Aiden quickly discovered that she'd done so tight enough that he couldn't dislodge the ball. He tried to talk but little more than muffled mumbling emerged. His head sank to the pillow and the energy drained from his body.

Alessia caressed his face, leaned over, and kissed Aiden on the forehead. "That's better. Quiet and compliant. I think you might find that you'll enjoy yourself if you relax and open your mind to the idea that there are lots of different ways to have fun in the bedroom."

Aiden shook his head and Alessia smiled and walked out. The fight had mostly gone out of him at that point, though, and he stared up at the ceiling while trying to devise some way to escape his girlfriend's twisted idea of fun in the bedroom.

Not long after, a knock on the front door filled Aiden with anxiety. His chest tightened as the door opened, as voices reached his ears, as a flirty conversation - based on tone, at least - unfolded.

Aiden remained alone in the bedroom for quite some time after that, though he couldn't have begun to guess how long. Eventually, though, Alessia walked into the room wearing her stockings and heels, her robe having been lost at some point. She was alone and Aiden felt a moment of hope that the whole thing had been some sort of insane practical joke, that she was going to loosen the ball gag and unlock the cuffs.

Then a naked man walked in. Aiden saw his cock first, mostly because it was very large.

Alessia crawled into the bed, moving on her hands and knees above Aiden. Her face hovered over his. She kissed him softly as the other man got in the bed behind her.

"Aiden, this is Walker," she said with a smile. "He's going to fuck me to multiple orgasms. Unlike you, he has control over himself and he's not going to cum until I've gotten what I need. You, of course, are going to lie there like a good boy and watch. You're going to listen. You're going to witness my pleasure and you're actually going to add to it because in case you haven't guessed, it turns me the fuck on to have you bound to my bed while someone else has his way with me."

Alessia moaned and Aiden knew that Walker was inside her. He could feel the other man between his legs, so Aiden tried to part his thighs wider. He didn't want to experience another man's body hair against his while he watched his girlfriend get fucked.

"Fuck, he's so much bigger than you are, Aiden," she said. A long, low moan followed. "He's so fucking deep inside me. So much deeper than your dick has ever gone."

"Does that feel good, baby?" Walker asked. "Is this the kind of dick you were looking for tonight? The kind of dick your boyfriend just doesn't have?"

Alessia's eyelids fluttered. "Yes, this is exactly the kind of dick I've been craving. The kind I haven't had since I started dating this gagged and bound bitch beneath me."

Aiden closed his eyes, but it didn't help. Alessia kept touching and kissing him. She kept moaning. Walker moaned, too. They kept talking, too, peppering in insults while getting each other worked up. Aiden felt the occasional bit of wetness - and perhaps cum - drip out of Alessia's pussy and land on his cock. He was so fully immersed in the sex that it was almost as if he was the one fucking her, only his cock lay soft and unused against his stomach, his arousal having been spent when he came inside his girlfriend.

"Walker...fuck...I'm cumming!" Alessia screamed.

She collapsed on top of Aiden, but Walker didn't stop fucking her. He went slower, but his dick still moved in and out of her. A few times Aiden felt the other man's balls slam against his genitals. Each time he groaned as a gentle sense of horror spread through him. This was not fun. This was pure humiliation.

Alessia kissed his neck softly and despite everything, it felt good. "Mmm, I can't believe how much harder he makes me cum than you do, Aiden. I like you so much and I thought you'd get better at getting me off, but the truth is you're never going to be able to satisfy me like Walker does."

Her lips brushed against his and then pressed firmly. Her tongue danced against his lips and teeth and Aiden couldn't help but open his mouth. He wanted to feel her tongue dancing with his. He wanted to bathe himself in the intimacy of it as a means of fighting off the many unpleasant feelings currently coursing through him.

"Some part of you likes this," she whispered. "Don't be afraid of that part of you, Aiden."

Walker pulled out and Alessia quickly spun around and laid on Aiden like he was a mattress. Walker slipped inside her once more and they resumed fucking. This time, though, it was harder and faster. Aiden wondered if Walker was the man that had broken her bed with his vigorous pussy pounding. It certainly felt possible based on the discomfort he felt every time Walker pushed himself inside of Alessia.

"You miss my dick, don't you?" Walker asked.

Alessia moaned. "You know I do, baby. I miss this fucking dick so badly. I don't want to go a year without having it again. I want to give you my pussy more often."

"What about your boyfriend?"

She laughed. "Either he's into it or he's not my boyfriend anymore."

Aiden listened to it all while feeling utterly helpless beneath her. To his horror, he'd begun to experience little twinges of arousal. His balls tingled. His cock stirred. He felt a little lightheaded, but in a good way.

"I think he likes it, though," Alessia said. "I think he'll grow to love it. Now fuck me harder!"

Walker pounded her hard enough that Aiden began to feel the pain of it. There was no escape, though. He was furniture. He was bound and gagged. He could groan, but that was about all he could do.

Alessia came twice during the rough pounding of her pussy and by the second orgasm Aiden was half hard. He told himself it was because her ass kept rubbing against his cock, but he knew it wasn't the whole truth. He didn't want to admit it, but it was near impossible to deny.

Walker pulled out and Alessia rolled off of Aiden.

"Cum on his face," she said.

Walker crawled forward and Aiden struggled against the cuffs. Walker was soon astride his chest, though, and there was nothing to be done outside of taking the facial.

It arrived as Alessia kissed Walker's neck and fondled his balls. It was hot and humiliating and rather massive, too, coating much of his face with streaks of thick, sticky fluid.

"Thank you for your cock," Alessia said before they kissed deeply.

Walker left the room soon after and Alessia straddled Aiden, who now sported a nearly erect cock. She took him inside her and rode him a little, bringing him to a remarkably stiff state.

Alessia leaned forward and began to lick the cum off his face as she rode him. Aiden hated how turned on he was, and yet he couldn't help it. The longer she rode him, the more he lost himself in the borderline insanity of the whole situation.

Then Alessia removed the gag from his mouth and kissed him. Cum flowed from her tongue to his. The taste of Walker's seed filled his mouth and danced on his tongue. He moaned. Alessia rode him harder.

Aiden came inside his girlfriend for a second time that night. She sat up and smiled while gently rocking her hips back and forth.

"You fucking loved tonight, didn't you?" she asked.

He said nothing. He couldn't admit it.

"That's okay," she said. "You don't have to say anything. You loved this and when I cuff you to my bed again in a few weeks, you're going to be even more excited. I might even be able to skip the ball gag. Wouldn't it be fun to kiss me while Walker fucks my tight cunt?"

Aiden already knew he'd agree to be cuffed again. He wasn't going to admit it, but he knew he'd surrender. It was humiliating, but he'd let her do as she pleased with him.