They didn't need to tie Suzie up before they fucked her, but she always liked it when they did; she was prone to anxiety in her everyday life, constantly overthinking every social interaction from her daily touchbase with the boss to her chats with co-workers to her order at the coffee shop she stopped at every morning, and it felt good to simply let the cords go around her wrists and ankles like a caress that never ended while she allowed her mind to coast to a stop. Suzie didn't have to overthink anything when she was tied up and hypnotized. It was half the appeal of attending Jasper's orgies.
The other half of the appeal was… well… not that Suzie was shy about sex or anything, she'd come to accept the kinky side of her and she didn't feel any shame about being used in every hole over the course of the afternoon until she was a limp, shivering mess in her bonds and her brain absolutely thrummed with ecstasy. But there was enjoying hot sex, and then there was getting utterly railed by Jasper's enormous fucking horse cock while his friend Al fucked her face with a desperate urgency that made Suzie feel wanted and needed and desired to a degree her waking self couldn't quite bring herself to imagine. She loved being the center of attention like this. She loved knowing it wouldn't be a party without her.
Even the people who weren't directly involved with fucking her senseless still used the spectacle of her subjugation to get off. Suzie couldn't keep her eyes open, not with so much trance and so much pleasure conspiring to reduce the world down to her overwhelmed sense of touch, but she could hear Lara's moans in the background and she knew the other woman was watching her get plowed from both ends while Annette fingered her soaking pussy. Suzie wasn't the weird, stammering girl who accidentally ordered a vatti lente this morning as far as they were concerned; she was the hot, hypnotized fucktoy in a live sex show for their entertainment, and it felt oddly relaxing to be tied up and used like that.
And the orgasms only sweetened the deal. There were always so many of them by the time they were done, more than Suzie's dazed mind could even count--even when Jasper's stamina gave out and he finally spurted his load in her welcoming cunt, Lara was always there to kneel down between Suzie's thighs while their host recovered his erection and lick the cum out of her messy pussy. Suzie's brain rang like a gong with constant ecstasy, until it felt like she didn't even know how to come down from her euphoric high anymore, and she was grateful that Annette also liked to cuddle and watch stupid cooking shows because she always needed plenty of aftercare at the end of an event like this.
When it was all over, when the men were spent beyond their limits and the women were sated and everyone's limbs were rubbery with exhaustion, the ropes finally came off and Suzie finally came back to herself… but she always left a bit of her anxiety behind even when she emerged from the blissful blankness of trance. It didn't last, of course, and the next day she'd be wondering as always whether she sounded natural enough complimenting her co-worker's new baby, but at least for a little while she felt nothing but loved and wanted and safe in Annette's arms. The bondage and the pleasure kept her there, but it was that sense of calm that brought her back each week. And Suzie was grateful that she had at least one place in this world where she truly belonged.
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