Jessica strained and struggled against the attachment that held her vertical, but they held without budging. She could just see the bright red bollock gag that filled her mouth, causing a unshakable flow of tosh to leak out before dripping onto her breasts. She loved the sensation of being helpless and the intellection of what was coming made her surface-active agent than she had ever been before.

Scarcely more than an 24 minute ago she had been sitting at her estimator idly surfing the net when a popup and caught her care. Something about it had intrigued her, to the percentage point that she ignored her initial pulsing to close it and resume clicking. She was n't entirely sure how it had happened, given that she had respective pop up blocking agent that should deliver prevented it from showing up at all.

'' You are bored with your sex life '' it had said. She had noticed that it was n't a question the way they so often are, and it did n't nictitate, or flash, or ask for her credit card number, the way you might wait. All it said was that she was bored, and a pocket-size naughty data link filled the bottom of the window.

When she had clicked on it she was taken to a space calamitous screen with goose egg but a logo in the upper right recess that said `` intimate Adventures. '' The only other thing on the screen was an computer address and a time. At this percentage point she was hooked. She was n't sure as shooting what it was about this that spoke to something inside of her, and any rational individual should have ignored it or run the former counsel, but instead she copied down the speech and the time.

***

She arrived at the address and was surprised to see what looked to be an office park in the eye of a group of warehouse. A carefully manicured lawn and a row of hedgerow sheltered the small parking lot from the passing gaze of the road in straw man of it.

She pulled up and parked in movement of the building, choosing a spot closest to the door. The logotype that she had seen from the web site had been etched into the glass of the door. She felt her heart rate quicken in excitement.

She hesitated only momentarily before picking up her purse and heading inside the building. A typical wait way filled the front of the building and a fair sex looked up from behind a desk as she entered. She raised an eyebrow in inquiry.

'' I found your website ... '' Jessica started awkwardly

The woman handed her a clipboard with a thick packet of paperwork.

'' Fill that out and bring it back when you are done '' she said

Jessica read through the paperwork which turned out to be a mess of nondisclosure and discharge in case of injury, not something that boded overly well as an introduction.

Again she hesitated. In the end she went through with it and handed the mess of paperwork to the secretary.

The cleaning woman glanced through the paperwork, as she finished she reached out and pushed a clitoris that had been mounted to the undersurface of the countertop.

'' They will be with you shortly. '' she said `` have a buttocks ''

Jessica sat in one of the electric chair 's nigh to the door, scarcely a moment had passed before two men in black jumpsuits entered through a door at the far end of the room.

'' Jessica ? '' one asked

She nodded mutely.

'' Come with us '' he said

She walked with them through the doorway. Past the carefully manicured battlefront office boastfully component part of the construction reverted back to the warehouse that it had almost certainly been before its current use. The entered into a room with walls that had been stripped to the studs.

The men started to undress her with careful efficiency. She was stripped bare in a matter of second. They strapped stiff leather cuffs around her wrist before securing them to a chain that was attached to one of the hybridizing beam in the ceiling.

One of the men went over to a rack leaning against the bulwark and returned with a long alloy bar with loops on either end. The spread her legs apart and attached each end of the bar to one of her ankles.

Lastly one of the men reached into his sack and produced a bright red ballgag. She opened her rima oris obediently and they secured it behind her fountainhead, pulling it tight and securing it, her mouth forced open air as the ball pressed between her jaws.

Their job done the two men left the room, closing the door behind them.

Jessica could barely run, her radiocarpal joint were secured in such a way that she could only adjoin the floor if she stood on the tips of her toes. She felt vulnerable and uncovered, her breasts and cunt were on show to anyone who walked by and she would not be able-bodied to so much as cover herself if she so desired.

Somewhere behind her she heard the door exposed and the sound of bare metrical unit walking on the concrete approached her. She tried to ferment to face whoever had entered the room but her bond kept her from moving more than her school principal, which was unable to provide her with so lots as a glance at her company.

Rough, calloused hands brushed against her legal tender, exposed soma, eliciting a surprise narrow escape. She tried involuntarily to flinch away from the new whizz but again she was unable to make any headway. One hand slid up her bureau, grasping both of her breast firmly and twisting her nipples painfully before one slid down between her wooden leg. Another body pressed up against her and she felt the stiffly atmospheric pressure of an vertical cock insistence against her ass. The work force held her consistency tight, holding her in place. His fingers started to stroke along the distance of her already sopping wet kitty-cat before dipping inside to find out her clitoris. She groaned, her lip obstructed by the gag that was still in berth as his skillful touch brought her to the brink of orgasm and kept her there. Her hip bucked against his hand, desperate for the concluding bit of delight she needed to cascade down into sexual climax, but the sweet freeing was denied her. He kept her on the brink.

'' Do you want to cum ? '' a voice made husky with desire whispered in her ear

she nodded vigorously, to engrossed in his touch sensation to trust herself with words

'' When we ask you something you say 'yes sir'or 'no sir''' he said

'' yesh shir '' she mumbled through the gag

with barely more than a ruffle his cutaneous senses brought one of the fully grown orgasms she had ever had shrieking to life inside of her. She collapsed, sagging against bonds that kept her just and exposed. His manus left her body and she felt a pressure against the outer boundary of her pussy. With hardly a minute 's bill his cock thrust inside of her, his first driving force lifting her from the undercoat with its force.



He grabbed her hips, using them as leverage to increase his thrusts, each one causing his balls to smack against her pussy and her breast to slap together.

The way that they were in echoed the cries of their cacoethes. She ached for him to be rougher, his thrusts to be stronger, his hands to rake her material body. Try as she might the gag in her mouth prevented her from making much more than grunting sounds and she soon gave up trying, resigning herself to his care.

He slammed his shaft into her, her tight wet hole enveloping his penis. She screamed again into the gag as another orgasm ripped through her. Had her legs not been restrained and her arms secured to the roof she likely would suffer collapsed, and her body did its best to relax, her legs going weak. She sagged against her bonds.

Her partner either took no observation or did not care about the state that she was in, continuing his poke. His workforce slipped around, grabbing her breasts and twisting her nipples cruelly. He lifted each tit by the nipple, eliciting a pained dissent from her.

His grunt and cries increased, seeming to hail from all around her as the echoed from the bare he-man and concrete floor. She tried to close her legs, an involuntary motion brought on by brawn compression that rocked through her, but the iron bar that bound her legs kept them apart, her kitty-cat remaining approachable to her spouse use.

The speed of his thrusts increased until all of a sudden he stopped, almost motionless. Short seconds later a wave of hot cum erupted from his dick, spraying and coating the inside of her pussy.

He pulled his cock from her well used jam and without another word he turned and left the room. Bound as she was her legs forced apart by smoothing iron cruel embracement she could neither incubate herself nor obstruct the flow of cum that had started to leak from her pussy.

doer in calamitous jumpsuit entered the way. Carefully but firmly they released the bonds that secured her blazon over her head and she sighed as protesting brawniness were allowed to ease into a more comfortable position. She could feel the cum leaking out of her and her thinking were of getting into a hot shower bath and working the knots out of her arms.

She was surprised when instead of just helping her out of her bonds the workers pulled her arms behind her back. They were tied there, her skin bit by the grain of nylon rope. The broadcaster bar was removed from between her legs and they two were tied together, causing her to have to lean against one of the prole. She felt a hand squeeze one of her knocker and looked into the eyes of the man who was holding her up, he grinned lustily at her.

They carried her over to one corner of the room where a mattress had been tossed haphazardly. All at once the backup that she was leaning against was removed and she toppled onto the mattress, bouncing with the force of her fall.

The two prole left her, the door shutting with a sense of finality. She squirmed into a position where she could be well-fixed. Her pussy was sore from the abuse that it had endured earlier and she knew she was going to be walking a little funny the succeeding day. This was something that she had never done before, and she was already enjoying herself a great deal.



She cried and squirmed under his care. This man was every bit as rough as the last. She could tell that she already had bruises forming from her rough discussion and she wondered how she was going to explicate them. He rolled her over onto her back, promote pinning her blazon against the mattress. He slid his cock interior of her, the position of her stage making her pussy tighter than usual. The cum that was still leaking out of her from her finally partner helped to ease his shaft inside. He was cock-a-hoop than the last man and she groaned through the obstacle in her mouth as his putz stretched out her aching pussy.

'' you got something to say ? '' he asked

reaching behind her oral sex he undid the gag, pulling it from her mouth and tossing it idaly to the side.

'' fuck me harder '' she pleaded with a moan

'' what did you say slut ? '' he asked, slapping her ass roughly

'' please fuck me operose sir '' she begged

He rolled her over onto her side, her limb still restrained behind her back causing her to grunt in discomfort as sore joints protested the repositioning. unattackable hands grasped her arm and one of her thigh, using them as leveraging to pull her aching trunk against his. She moaned and screamed, her rima oris now free of obstructer as his cock sunk deep into her pussy.

The military group of his thrusts increased, bouncing her body around on the mattress in the throes of wanton Passion, her physical structure used as his sexy toy, bound and controlled for his pleasure. Her cries now unfettered filled the small room, echoing off the bare walls and cementum floor. At the height of her pleasure she heard him grunt, sinking the duration of his rooster into her he cried out. She felt a lavation of cum, molten in the hotness of their passion flow Forth River, coating the interior of her abused twat and pushing her over the border into another screaming climax, one more in a long short letter of uncounted pleasance .