>>36583356You are not going anywhere
You awaken with a startle to a bright light shining down on your face. You move to sit up, but you realise you are being held firmly in place, and that you are bound completely naked.
You try to struggle free, but it's futile; you're too tightly bound by various leather straps across your legs, arms, torso, and even your forehead.
Your mouth is ratcheted open, and you taste metal and a faint hint of blood as your run your tongue over the object.
You hear the quiet sound of buffered breathing, and you tilt your head to the side as far as the restraints allow you, to see Gawr Gura standing (on a short footstool) next to your table, wearing surgical scrubs in her favorite blue, a blue surgical mask, and blue nitrile gloves.
"You're going to love this game today, my sweet chumbie. I promise!"
She giggles, and reaches a gloved finger very briefly into her underpants, before holding it close to your face.
It's close enough that you can see some very small residue, and she then turns to look at your exposed genitals as she brings her index finger directly under your nose.
You can smell a combination of the glove, a faint but mildly pungent smell, and the very faint hint of urine.
This is enough to send you into a mild state of hormone-driven ecstasy as your cock immediately engorges itself and becomes rock hard.
She giggles again:
"Hey, this is just like when I stream! I talk, and you have to sit and just endure whatever I choose to do!"
She turns to stare into your eyes;
"Although, it's not really an endurance if you like it, is it?"
Her voice trails off as, whilst still maintaining eye contact, she very lightly wraps her small, gloved index finger and thumb around the underside of your penis head, only just forming a ring around it.
You buck and jerk at your restraints like an animal, trying to cause some friction on your penis against her fingers, but you are too tightly bound, and Gura is holding her fingers very still.
"owo nyo mistuh", she says to you playfully.
"Imwagine if I wasnt owt of weach! Imwagine awuw the dwanger I wowold be in!"
She turns back to look at your throbbing, drooling cock, and licks her lips before changing to a much warmer voice:
"These gloves are getting all sweaty, I wonder how if would feel if I used just my fingers"
[to be cont]
