As Casey lay helpless on the bed, she couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. The initial shock and exhilaration of being chairtied and humiliated had given way to a sense of excitement and anticipation. The colorful lights and comfortable new room had helped to ease her nerves, but the way he removed her satin blouse and pencil skirt had left her feeling exposed and vulnerable.
But it was the addition of the tight crotchrope that had really caught her attention. She had never experienced anything like it before, and the feeling of the rope digging into her pussy as she was laid down on the bed was both thrilling and intimidating.
As her ankles were crossed and bound, spreading her legs apart and leaving her crotch vulnerable, Casey felt a surge of anxiety. She had no idea what was coming next, but she knew it was going to be intense. The panel gag harness that tied her head back to her arms only added to her sense of helplessness, and she felt a thrill of excitement at being completely at the mercy of her date.
And then, the vibrator. Oh, the vibrator. Casey had never felt anything like it before. The tight crotchrope amplifying and sending vibrations deep into her most sensitive parts, was like nothing she had ever experienced. She felt her body tense up, her muscles contracting as the orgasms began to build.
As the vibrations intensified, Casey felt herself losing control. She thrust and convulsed, her body shaking with pleasure as the orgasms washed over her. She was helpless to get away from them, tied up and helpelss as she was, and she felt a sense of surrender wash over her.
This was something new, something amazing, and Casey knew she was hooked. She had never felt so alive, so connected to her own body and desires. And as she lay there, cumming again and again, she knew that she would never be the same again.
The question was, how was she going to get more of this treatment? She knew she couldn't replicate it on her own, not without the expertise and equipment of her date. And she knew she couldn't just go out and find someone else to do this for her - this was something special, something that required a deep level of trust and connection.
As she lay there, still bound and helpless, Casey knew that she was in trouble. She was addicted, and she knew it. And she had no idea how she was going ever be the same again. She needed him, and she intended on keeping this connection as long as possible.
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