Blackmail Part 2
Breathing heavily, I tried to pull my bound wrists free, but to no avail. They were fastened tight, same as my ankles. I couldn't scream for help. The thick, leather penis gag took care of that. I couldn't see who my captors were as my mask blocked out all view. I was trying not to panic, but yet...yet a part of me was enjoying this. I was wearing my tight, black leather briefs, which had a front to back zip, which was half undone, exposing my stiffened cock. I had been blackmailed into...