I start by securing the straps on her wrists, binding them snugly to the plush red armchair. Then her ankles, each one to a leg of the chair, spreading her legs ever so slightly. Then, the collar, holding her neck back and upright.
“Last chance to back out, honey.” I hold up the lightly used white VR helmet we homebrewed a few weeks back.
“Lay it on me.”
As her eyes disappear behind the visor, I recall the helmet. It was like a weighted blanket, a calm sense of enclosure that made me feel safe. I kneel, bring my lips to hers, the stubble of my beard brushing between us.
“Thanks for doing this,” she tells me. “I love you.”
“I know.” I secure the gag into her mouth. “And you’ll love me even more in a few hours.”
I activate the headset, my cock stirring a bit in recollection of my time in the device. I lean in, listening to her sigh of contentment as the spiral takes her. I lightly trace each of her nipples before shifting my attention to her crotch.
“Now settle in,” I say. I tease her with a quick swirl of my tongue around her clit. “This might take a while.”