Toilet Bdsm

It all began with a simple text message.

“Hey, I heard you’re into that kind of stuff. Want to have some fun?”

The message was sent by a mysterious stranger, and my curiosity was piqued. I had never heard of toilet BDSM before, but I was intrigued. I replied to the message, and before long I found myself meeting up with this unknown entity in a seedy back alley of a shady part of town.

He was tall, dark and handsome, wearing a full-length leather coat and a pair of shades. His presence filled the alleyway with a certain air of danger that I found exhilarating.

We exchanged a few words before the stranger took my hand and led me to his car. We drove for what felt like an eternity before arriving at our destination – an abandoned warehouse in a forgotten part of town.

As soon as we stepped out of the car, my heart began to race. I could feel the suspense in the air, and I suddenly felt a surge of excitement. We entered the building, and my eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness. It smelled of sweat, leather and something else that I couldn’t quite put my finger on.

The stranger led me up the stairs of the warehouse and into a room. It was small and contained only a chair and a toilet in the corner. He motioned for me to sit on the chair, and I complied. He then proceeded to take out a few items from his pocket – a pair of handcuffs, a blindfold and a ball gag.

He then proceeded to cuff my hands behind my back and place the blindfold over my eyes. As soon as my vision was gone, I could no longer make sense of the world around me. My heart was pounding as the stranger then fastened the ball gag tightly around my head.

I felt completely helpless and vulnerable.

The stranger then walked over to the corner of the room, and began to remove his leather coat. His body was toned and muscular, and I squirmed in anticipation. He then proceeded to take off his clothes completely, and my breath caught in my throat.

He then walked over to me and grabbed me from behind. He whispered something in my ear, and my body began to tremble with desire. He then proceeded to carry me over to the toilet, which he had previously filled with warm water.

He then lowered my body into the water, and as I sunk deeper and deeper, a wave of pleasure coursed through my veins. He then began to move his hands all over my body, exploring every inch of my form underneath the warm water.

My body was now tingling with anticipation, and I was barely able to contain my passion. As the stranger continued to explore my body, I began to shudder in pleasure. His touch was gentle yet demanding, and soon I found myself moaning in pleasure.

The stranger then proceeded to turn me around, so that my back was now facing the toilet. He then un-cuffed my hands and placed my arms on either side of the toilet bowl. He then pushed my legs apart, and my breathing became heavier.

He then began to explore and penetrate my body with his fingers and tongue. His touch was gentle yet firm, and soon I was quaking with pleasure. His tongue explored every inch of my body, and his fingers inside of me felt so amazing that I could barely breathe.

The pleasure kept mounting until it became unbearable, and I screamed in delight as the wave of pleasure overtook me. I had experienced an entirely new level of pleasure – one that was thrilling and intense.

When I finally regained my composure, the stranger removed the ball gag and whispered in my ear. “That’s how toilet BDSM is done.” I glanced up at him and smiled, fully understanding the meaning of his words.

I had just experienced something truly amazing and special. The sensation was unlike anything I had ever felt before, and it had left me feeling completely and utterly satisfied. The experience had opened my eyes to a whole new world, and I only hoped that I would soon experience it again.