With you properly bound, I wander around the room, keeping up the pretense that I'm just looking for something to steal. I can feel you following me with your eyes and everytime I get near the nightstand, I can see you squirm just a little more. After a few minutes, I tire of teasing you and walk over to the nightstand.

When I pull out the dildo and the lube, you start desparately trying to slip out of the hogtie. I've tied you myself, however, and I know you're going anywhere. You seem to realize that too and start trying to wiggle across the floor toward the door. That carpet must be starting to burn your tits and belly, and maybe even your pussy. Perfect; that will prepare you a little more for later.

When I walk over to you with the dildo, your eyes are wide with fear and you're trying to push the gag out of your mouth. Without saying anything, I flip you over on your back. With the hogtie, this is a stressful position, even more than on your belly, and I kneel down, straddling your thighs.

Sure enough, your tits are red and look a little burned. I take the dildo and slowly rim it around each nipple and then let it trail across your belly, down to the patch of pubic hair above your pussy, and let it lightly rest there. From the look in your eyes, I think you're actually glad you hog-tied right now, since it allows you to keep your thighs firmly pressed together.

"Only a real slut would have something like this" I say. "You're probably enjoying this." You don't move an eyelash or attempt to say anything; I have your complete attention. "Here's what we're going to do," I say. "I'm going to take the cloth out of your mouth and you're going to suck on this big dildo. If you don't do exactly as you're told, I'm going to ram it up your ass and leave you tied here until somebody finds you." With that, I pull the cloth from you mouth.