Lianna's cheeks flush hot with embarrassment as she realizes she's been caught in such a compromising position by her boyfriend. Her mind races, trying to come up with an excuse, but she knows it's pointless. There's no rational explanation for why she's bound and straining in a precarious spreader b*r strappado, a massive plug shoved up her *ss, and a vibrator relentlessly b*zzing her oversensitive c*ck.

"Ah, um, I was just... trying out some new toys..." she murmurs over her gag nervously, unable to make eye contact. "I didn't expect you home so soon."

He arches an eyebrow, amused by her predicament rather than angry. Lianna shifts from foot to foot, the platform boots making her look even more ridiculous bent over at the waist. "I see that," he chuckles. "You really are a naughty girl, aren't you? Getting yourself all trussed up like a slutty l*ttle plaything..."

Lianna whimpers behind her gag, her face b*rning with mortification. But she can't deny the thrill that sh*ots through her body at his degrading words. He's always known how to push her buttons.

"I thought I had more time," she mumbles, wiggling in her bonds. "I was gonna... get untied before you got back..."

"Clearly." He tsks, circling around her prone form and delivering a sharp smack to her corseted rear. "Looks like you're stuck, b*by. All tied up and helpless. I guess that's what you get for being so greedy."

Lianna yelps at the spank, the sting blending with the constant b*zz between her legs. Her predicament is getting more intense by the second. She's so sensitive now, overstimulated from hours of constant vibration and denial. Now her boyfriend is taking control, and she has no choice but to take what he gives her.

He positions himself behind her, taking hold of the base of the plug and thrusting it deeper. Lianna cries out, struggling in her restraints. Her arms are pulled taut, wrists locked above her, leaving her c*mpletely at his mercy.

"You've been a bad girl, Lianna," he scolds, pulling out and slapping the plug back in with his palm. "Getting yourself all dolled up for your own pleasure, like a filthy sl*t. You need to be punished."

"Oh my g*d!" Lianna wails, the words muffled by her gag. "Please, I'm a dirty girl! I needed it so bad!"

He laughs darkly, fists pumping the plug in and out of her stretched h*le. Lianna is quickly driven wild, drooling and bucking against her bonds.

"I think we can do better than that," he purrs in her ear. "Assume the position."

Lianna scrambles to obey, lowering herself to hands and knees. Without the strappado, she feels momentarily relieved. But that reprieve is short-lived, as he takes hold of the plug and begins slamming it into her *ss with his closed fist.

"Hnnngghh!!" she screams, eyes rolling back. "Yes, more! Punch it deep!"

Her boyfriend obliges eagerly, giving her *ss an intense pounding. Lianna's back arches, her titties quivering beneath her. The vibrator thrums mercilessly, pushing her towards the edge once again.

"I'm gonna... ahhh... c*m!" she warns, voice garbled by the bit. "P-please, I'm cumming!"

"I know b*by, I know." He smirks, not letting up his unrelenting pace. "Squirt for me. Show me what a messy sl*t you are."

"Good girl," he praises, pulling out the plug and spanking her *ss. "Such a good l*ttle cumslut. Maybe I'll keep you tied up more often."

Lianna can only whimper in response, leaking and twitching from her intense internal *rgasm. She's never felt so used and satisfied all at once. Being caught and punished was even better than anything she had planned. She knows she'll be craving more of this kind of play in the future.

Self B*ndage Gone Wrong