Forced To Goon

He Thought He Had Me

I went to dinner with a guy I met on Tinder. He was handsome, but something about him gave me an uneasy feeling.  Thankfully, that feeling only makes me wanna figure out what about them is off. When he took himself to the mens room, I put a little something in his drink just to get him a little disoriented and easier to manage. He would be forced to goon once he came to.

The night progressed, and I began to feel better about my decision to spike his drink. Honestly, I would have bet he would have spiked my dink had I not gotten to his first. The way he spoke and his bolstered idea of himself were honestly comical because he had no idea what was in store and that he would be forced to goon for me.

We left the Restaurant

And by this point, he was slurring and leaning against me. Thankfully, the parking lot was dark, so when I popped the trunk of his car, then I pushed him in. The look on his face was priceless. “You’re coming home with me, and you’ll be forced to goon until I get tired of you being my toy!” I said before slamming the trunk shut.  Once I was back home, I felt my confidence grow. He was awake enough to stumble to the Jerk-Off Throne, where I locked his legs and waist to the chair. Now the only way out was to be forced to goon.

The fog began clearing from his head. It finally hit him, the realization that he was alone with a woman he didn’t know, and he was restrained. He sat there, unable to speak with the tape over his mouth. Aww, his puppy dog eyes almost got to me, but I am made of tougher stuff.

Forced To Goon

Here I was going from having sex on a dare, to making a man goon for me. Only I was amping up my fantasy of forcing a stranger to jerk off for me, knowing he isn’t sure if I’m just kinky or if I am dangerous. That was all part of the fun for me. Playing with a man’s genuine fear while making him stroke his cock until he cums more times than he ever thought possible. I opened his pants and took his cock out. Next I gave his cock a coating of slippery oil to help with masturbating without chaffing.

My forced to goon plan was simple…start off with it feeling great, and work him all the way to the point of forcing him to cum with no lube and no stopping. He was going to be my cum milking machine. Obviously, he was unsure what my expectations were, so I took his hand and put it on his cock. “Start stroking your fucking cock for me, loser!” I said with a dash of contempt in my voice.  “You’re forced to goon until I say so. Is that understood?”

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