It was her fantasy, not mine, i was just the trusted friend who made it come true for her. Now i stood aside looking at her bare body bound to the bed, as if a reproduction of a crucifixion. Ankles and knees bond togerther tightly, a wand v******* positioneemd clamped between her thighs, silently waiting to be turned on when it was over and they were gone. Her wrists bound with rope under the bed leaving her hands and fingers free. Hooded so she could not see them ans they could not identify her. Gagged so she was not tempted. As i handled the video for her memories, they entered and disrobed as she lay there trembling. Fear, anticipation, cold, all of it. They took their turns standing and placing their goods in her hands as she felt the reality of them and helped get them ready. In turn in twos and threes and more every inch of her bare skin caressed by warm hard male flesh leavijng clear sticky streaks the length of her from cheeks to the tops of her feet. She writhed as it happened, leaving her covered jn their pleasure and their bladders and by the end she was fighting to grind her hips against the silent wand still in olace. Eventually all 10 men were empty and took their keave. As she had requested i gently rubbed it all into her skin as she sauirmed and moaned, i did not stop as she writhed in the puddle aroind her as her body, drenched and reeking of them, was shaking in the pool of their fluids in the depression her body made in the sheet plastic. She was as ready as i could vet her. I downloaded the video to her laptop, set it on the bed by her head, gently removed the hood and turned the wand on and left. This part did not need me. I waited the hour she had specified, then returned. I did my best to keep from looking and pay no attention to her spent twitching and her hips still moving. Neither of us had anticipated a sudden final weak o***** as being seen like this triggered. I untied her and left her as promised despite how weak she seemed. Hours later she texted me asking me to come over. She thanked me for doing this for her as she sat curled up in a robe hugging her coffee mug, not that i think it held only coffee. She said if i was willing she wanted to ezperience it again ans other things like it. She teased asking if i wanted a copy of the video. I told her to remember i had witnessed it. She agreed but said maybe i wanted to watch it and j*******. That actually pissed me off a little and i asked her if she was so sure i had not been participating? The shock in her face was priceless before she realized she would have known from the video. I told her next time maybe i would surprise her and she would not know until seeing the video when it would be too late. Her expression waa unreadable when i left.