I suprise myself sometimes, with just how submissive I can be with a man!

You cannot see, your eyes are covered, your heart is beating faster and you can feel the pounding in your chest.
They have removed your dress and you are now kneeling, arms pulled tight behind your back and bound around the wrists. Your knickers have been pulled up tight into your moist crotch, emphasising the smooth white roundness of your buttocks, you can feel their eyes on your body looking at the skin and the round contours of your body, deciding amongst themselves, who will take you first, whose cock will be the first to taste and penetrate your pussy.
You have no say in the matter and you are distracted by the feel of a hard penis brushing against your mouth.... then the pressure of a hand on the back of your head forcing you to take it into your mouth and suck hard on the swollen head.
Already fingers are working between your legs and feeling around the entrance to your body, tickling and probing you, getting you ready for sex. Then you are pushed over so you are lying on your side. Your ankles are grabbed and tied to something that forces your legs wide apart, now you really are helpless and exposed and submissive, ready to be sexually serviced by the men standing around you.......like the obedient girl that you are!

the bindings were a little loose at first but were tightened up later!

I have decided to publish a series of photos of me over the next few days..... if you are looking at this you know you are the one whose finger was on the shutter button and thank you!!........
They show me being restrained a little, not extremely, but enough to raise a girl’s blood, moisten her knickers and make her feel sexually submissive towards a strong hard male, who wants to use her body for his pleasure!
As I have said elsewhere in this blog the whole concept of me being tied up in such a way as to make me helpless and only able to struggle, while leaving my body accessible to an erect cock, allowing anyone who wished to pleasure themselves in me.......... makes me feel faint with lust and I immediately feel the dew of sex forming between my legs in honeyed anticipation.
Somewhere in Andrea’s brain there is a direct link between her sexuality and the notion of having ropes and ties, wound around her wrists and ankles that short-circuits the usual pace of arousal and sets her off like a firework rocket. I turn from being a nice demure girl who needs some gentle section into a panting whore who will do anything to have her sex filled and filled fast!
There is a state of mind in some of us girls that seems to respond to the helpless maiden stereotype....strange but true... and if you are wearing a Victorian frock coat and have an evil twirly black moustache!....I can see us playing out a lurid Victorian melodrama where not only is the maiden tied to the rail track but she has her soft thighs pushed roughly apart and a large, red, swollen and hard Victorian cock, plunged repeatedly into her pussy until the hot invading seed pours into her, flooding her soft and helpless femininity!
Do keep an eye on the posts as they appear over the coming days!