As the ropes tighten around my limbs and body, cutting off all sensation below my neck, I let out a soft moan of pleasure. My skin prickles with arousal as the air cools against it, making me shiver with anticipation. The blackness that descends over my eyes is disorienting at first, but as my other senses are heightened in its absence, I begin to feel more and more aware of everything happening around me.

I arch my back as the four men touch me, their hands sliding over my skin like fire. My body is on fire with need; every touch makes me moan and writhe beneath them. I can feel them moving closer, surrounding me in a tight circle of desire. The air is thick with lust and anticipation; it's almost too much to bear.

As one of the men runs his fingers through my hair, another trails his hand down my chest, stopping just short of my cock.