My Steamy Story: Latex femboy bondage...

My Story Time:

Okay, bestie, let me spill the tea on this absolutely iconic night. So I’d been seeing this femboy—let’s call him Leo—and his aesthetic was always a whole mood. But when he texted me 'got a surprise, wear the black' I was low-key shook.

I get to his place, and he's standing there in this head-to-toe, shiny black latex catsuit, cinched at the waist, looking like a total GOD. The vibe was immaculate. He just gives me this look and goes, "Your turn." My pussy was already throbbing, ngl. He leads me to his bedroom, and laid out on the bed is this matching set for me, plus a whole bunch of black leather restraints.

He helps me into the latex, the cold, tight material squeezing every inch of my body, making my nipples feel so hard. Then he pushes me onto the bed and starts tying my wrists and ankles to the posts. I was literally dripping. He leaned down, his voice all husky, and whispered, "You look so fucking pretty all tied up for me." He ran his gloved fingers over my clit through the latex, and I gasped so loud. "Please, Leo," I begged, and he just smirked. "Don't worry, I'm gonna make you feel so good." And sheesh, bestie, he absolutely did. Period.