MingKit - One✅

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"Ming, calm down...don't forget we haven't done it in a while. Y-you can't just do it without preparation."

"I'm sorry...but what did you expect? I've had blue balls since you refused to do it with me during our video call." He kissed my neck then inhaled deeply, trying to calm himself.

"That was more than a month ago and who would do something like that over the internet anyway?"

"I've had blue balls for more than a month and you're no fun that's why you didn't want to do it, but you will. Let's go to the bedroom." He stood up, with his hardened member still hanging out over the waist band of his boxers and pointing at my face.

"Are you going to take this off?" I lifted my hands in front of my face, shielding my eyes from his member.

"No, I still need your hands tied." He grabbed my forearms and pulled me up then kissed me soundly on the lips.

"Why?" I asked after he'd broken the kiss off. He placed his hand on the small of my naked back and lead me toward the bedroom. I felt like a prisoner being guarded toward his doom.

"I just feel like it."

"That is not a good reason. Undo the shirt."

"Give it up. Unless you want me to tie your legs too." He didn't bother shutting the bedroom door after we entered. But tying my legs up? No, I'll be too helpless. I feel helpless enough with my hands tied. We stopped by the bed and Ming had his shirt and pants off by the time I turned around to talk to him.

"What about the tour?"

"This is the bed, as you already know. I'll show you the rest later."

"Later whemuph..." He swallowed my protest. I didn't pull away like I would have a long time ago. I wanted to wrap my hands around him, but my hands were restricted. He pushed me onto the bed and held my hands above my head.

He let go as he kissed his way down to my hardened member. My hands moved onto his head and my heels pressed into his back. I moved my hips, undulating, thrusting into his mouth, faster every time...close. I pushed his head down harder... "No...stop...it's coming..." When he groaned at the feeling of my heels pressing into his back, the vibration from his throat had me shooting into his mouth. "Eww..." He licked his lips. That I'm still not used to, but I let him kiss my lips. "Are you going to take this off now?" I asked him about my hands.

"No, look what I got..." He opened the drawer which I've only dared look in once. He pulled out a variety of anal and prostate toys.

"No no no..." I tried crawling away from him, but my tied hands made my escape difficult.

Since when did he buy this many? Last time he only had like one or two and I didn't let him use any of them. Why would he buy more? And-and he said he bought one.

"Where are you going?" He grabbed my leg, stopping my escape. "Don't worry I won't do anything you don't like, and you get to choose." I was shaking my head no the entire time he spoke.

"I don't want to use any. Let me go." I tried shaking my leg out of his grasp.

"Go where? We're not done yet." He picked up one of those hideous things and waved it in my face. "What do you think about this collection. Which one do you want?"

"Ah...Umm..." One look at his face and I could tell there's no escape for me. "Umm...w-what about the one you used when we were still in school?" I didn't see anything like that in his collection.

"You threw it out, remember?"

"Ahh, that's the one I want." Oh, thank goodness he doesn't have one. I'm saved.