tie me up and tease me baby...

all right i know I've said it before, i am not a watcher, i cant simply sit and be a voyeur. Ive always said that would be the cruelest kind of torture for me, and now i can say it was. I went back to the house of my friend who has a sex basement, I'm not ready yet to call him master. It was a freezing cold week night and my eyes watered from the dash to the house from my car. He had emailed me unusual instructions on what to wear, so i was in a full burka complete of course with gloves that i have for travel overseas, the only part of my body flesh that was visible were my eyelids, even the bridge of my nose was covered. He welcomed me into the living room of his home this time we sat discussing a little what i had liked last time, what curiosities had brought me back today. it was bizarre to speak about such erotic things with the man who did them while i was covered so modestly. then he delivered an ultimatum if i would watch the play today and not participate i would be invited back and he would show me what he wanted to do with me. what he thought i would enjoy, we headed to the basement, when i consented i knew it would be hard, when he fastened the ball gag under my veil, i almost backed out, when he buckled me into place on a chair both hands bound behind me, leg straps in place, i felt that delicious panic of surrendering control, i knew i wasn't gonna like this, that he wouldn't touch or address me, and i couldn't touch him or speak or even move. then he goes back upstairs leaving me in a corner of the room facing the huge panel of mirrors, it was sitting there looking at my bound self that i realized his reason for my costume. I wasn't even in the room it was as though i was a phantom, not myself, only my big brown eyes could be seen. he returned to the basement with two women nude except for leather cuffs and collars, both were so pretty, one had cropped black hair and was skinny to the point of absurdity having an b cup breast at best, but watching her waif like movements was hypnotizing, the other women was my weakness in every way, i do not judge or chose people based on looks but i like everyone else have a few preferences, she had them all, she was short, with long red hair, i love red hair, that went all the way to her waist, she was a curvy girl with an hourglass figure, her breasts were a d or dd cup, her hips flared wide, and unlike the clean shaved waif she had a perfect little strip of trim red hair over that hot pink pussy i kept catching flashes of in the mirror when she had come down the steps. It was at this point i think i first started to cry, just gentle tears of frustration. Not only was i unable to play with either women or man they would never know i was me, i was anonymous. it was so frustrating i cried many times that night, sometimes hard because the torture these women were taking and the pleasure of giving and receiving it was taken from me. it was the high lights of the most erotic bdsm porn i have ever watched he flogged the waif will the red head was suspended on some kind of phallic furniture, fastened tight in both holes i could see her squirming as far as her bindings would let her. it wasn't all pain for the girls either the rewards looked so sweet, and my pretty red head has a lot of kink in her... after several hours of play he took the girls back up and came to free me, i flew at him horny to the point of insanity but he simply set me back from him, that isn't what this was about, he wanted me to watch him whip these women and use his others tools and toys on them not to turn me on but to give me a taste of how far things could go if i chose to let them... for now my imagination is high balling on an orgasmic red head, who likes to give and take pain for pleasure. he wont tell me who she is or how to find her, but i did get him to promise to have her kiss my wounds the next time when we play if i will let him whip me.... sounds like a trade to me I'm actually looking forward to it, but i think i need to stay on my toes it was devious mind to make me invisible that night, and true torture not to offer me any release after he had tied me up and teased me...