
Self bondage is over Miss Jay. I stripped naked, then put on a rubber cock and ball sheath. I put a plug in my ass, then tied Your balls very tight with rope, winding around them 6 or 7 times. I took more rope and tied my ankles behind me to my thighs. I pulled the ball rope between my legs after I fixed a slipknot on the free end, then slipped my hood (has only the zipper to breathe through) on my head. Before zipping it closed, I stuffed a couple cum cubes inside, on top of my head. I zipped up the hood, found the ball rope behind me, barely slipped my hands in the opening, then pulled the rope. I was bound, hands behind me to Your balls and legs nearly immovable. Before tying, I left a pair of scissors on the kitchen floor to cut the rope with. But I had tied myself in the farthest room... and had to inch my way out of my room, past 2 other bedrooms, down the hallway, through the entryway, through the living room, through the dining room, and finally into the kitchen... all while blinded by my hood and cum cubes melting down onto my face. My wrist-to-ball binds made it difficult to even move without serious ball tugging, but I had to try to inch my way forward to get those scissors, every inch pulling on the bound balls! I was grunting most of the way, struggling to make headway. I even had to push the ass plug back in a few times I was struggling so hard!

I could feel my legs straining against their bonds, thinking I might even cramp from the tightness. Your cock was leaking heavily into it's rubber sheath and I could feel the intensity in me grow. I had to go slow and even stop for fear of cumming while inching along the floor, slippery precum stimulating Your encased cock to a possible hands free orgasm.... and my body aching more for release from the ropes with each moment. I kept going, feeling the soft carpet beneath me, hoping my roommate would not wake and find me tied and nearly helpless!

I often had to rock my body just to move, stimulating Your cock even more. The excitement in me was too much, however, and I rocked one too many times as Your cock became familiarly excited. I stopped moving in hope of not reaching the orgasm, but could not hold it back... my body pressing down was enough to move Your cock ever so slightly.... and I had a ruined one while bound and aching!

Of course it got worse since I had to continue moving toward the scissors, stimulating Your cock even more in it's slippery sheath. But once I was off the soft living room carpet, it was not as big an issue. As You can see, I am now free from my binds... and begging You... PLEEEEAASSSSSEEE allow me one normal orgasm this week! Please!??

After all the edging yesterday this is just too much!!
