His Old Self













The more he tied me up, the more Andrew seemed like his old self again. Confident, dominant and happy to take charge. He became less afraid of touching me and even toyed with my dick after securing my gag. I was concentrating so much on him that I had barely paid any attention to my own state. It was when I looked down my own body that the realization hit me.

 He got me. I suddenly felt helpless. My arms were firmly secured behind my back, I couldn't even move them. I was naked and hard. I had no control over my own body anymore. I tried to speak with the sock in my mouth, "Mmffhf nhgmgh mff-mmmph!"

 "Sorry buddy, but you're mine now." Andrew said with a smug and confident grin as he squeezed my dick to demonstrate his power over me. I gulped. Suddenly I felt in way over my head. I was really about to become his bondage slave. He shoved me down inside the burlap sack and closed it over my head, sealing me inside.