I squirmed a bit, whimpering as I heard the mumbling of the people. My men shackled above me, my legs spread wide by a bar, my back talk stuffed with a Ball gag, and a blindfold on over my eyes. I was naked and lost in front of a room full of people I didn ? t know. I moved my capitulum back and Forth River, as if I could see, searching for you, my master, my love.

I jumped, feeling a hand slide slowly up my side. I tried to pull away, but the constraint held me still. I whimpered again, but quickly relaxed when I recognized your vocalism whispering in my ear ? be a skillful girl and give our guests a estimable display. ?

My breath quickened, unsure of what you have planned, and I yelped loudly as you give my ass a voiceless smooch, the guests laughing in amusement. For a moment I don ? t feel you, and I don ? t know where you are until I feel a sharp pinch on each mammilla, as you put clamps on them. I whine a bit, pap aching, and you respond by giving each breast a firm smacking, and whisper ? unspoilt girl. ? Gently, You yank on the chain, connecting the clamp, my body moving with the Northerner to relieve the aching pain.

You leave me be for a moment. The Guest murmur remarks about my consistence, my calmness, and what they want to see done. My sentiment quickly come back to you as I feel the lenient leather of a flogger, gently rubbing against my ass. My respiration quickens again as my body tenses and prepares for your flogging. WACK across my prat. WACK WACK WACK ! The leather kisses against my ass, leaving its stinging stain each time. After a while, you stop. My ass must be red to your favourable reception, because you gently rub my ass cheeks ? mmmmm, overnice and warm. ?

I exhale in ministration, my ass still stinging a bit. You squeeze my shoulder in encouragement, and then leave me to my thoughts again. I feel your hand between my ramification, and I gasp around the gag, squirming a bit. The invitee laugh again at my response. Embarrassed and feeling suddenly very exposed, I bow my read/write head. You must have sensed my overplus, because you reached around and undid the ball gag, letting it light to floor. One hand still between my legs, you lift my chin with the other and give me a lenify kiss on the lips. ? Master ? ? I whimper, but you quickly remove your manus from between my pegleg and advertise three fingerbreadth into my mouth. Taken back, I thrash my head a bit from English to side, but you are too potent and forceful. Feeling your finger's breadth are wet enough, you slide them back between my legs and into my tight snatch. I gasp loudly, trying to displume away as the crowd laughs again at my fruitless efforts to escape.

You pound my misfortunate bitch with your fingers, letting me whimper and squirm. The comments from the guests are getting rude, some degrading, others embarrassing. Leaving me panting after a bit, you remove your finger's breadth. I bow my head, growing tired. Then, my head jar up and I begin to slam dance about as I feel your fingers between my still sore ass nerve. Your fingers wet with lube, you massage my hole, gently pressing inside with 1st one finger, then another. I feel a bit of lubricator drizzle down my crack as you prepare my whoreson. Inserting a third finger, I tense, still squirming. ? You need to relax or it will injure. It ? s going to happen whether you ? re relaxed or not, so I advise you to cool off down ? You whisper, breath hot on the back of my neck.

I try to make relaxed, but yelp loudly as you shove a turgid plug into my tight SOB. I whimper, feeling myself stretch, trying to line up to the sizing. I hear one of the Edgar Guest say ? now she really is a little gripe, ? and that ? s when I felt it. diffused and fuzzy, furry against my legs ; a arse. The plug was a tail plug, and now I was your little bitch in more fashion than one.

You kissed me again, then bit my articulatio humeri gently as I felt you remove the simplicity from my wrists. ? On all fours like a good bitch. ? I felt my way down to the story, still blindfolded, as you removed my ankles from the spreader bar. You gave my red ass a hard spank on each cheek, then reached down and tugged on the pap clamps again. ? Bark for me. ?

I felt my face blossom with embarrassment as I timidly barked a few times. The guests laughed, very amused.

You grabbed me by my hair's-breadth and pulled my head back. I whimpered as I felt your shaft smack against my cheek. Then again. Midway through a whine, you shoved your cock into my backtalk. I gagged in surprise, but you didn ? t let up. With Your script on the rachis of my head, you forced your tool down my throat, gently fucking for the guest to see. You ordered me to get it nice and wet for you. After a few more poking, you pulled free from my mouth as I gasped for air.

You let go of my straits, and I could pick up you stand and walk around me a few times. Using your foot, you pushed my knee apart and then gently rubbed my petty snatch with your pes. I felt your hands on my ass and rosehip as you knelt behind me. You brushed my keister to the side of meat and grinded the tip of your hammer against my lower lips. ? She ? s already wet, ? You announced to our TV audience. The answer with input of how much of a hussy and small whore I was.

Lining yourself up with my entryway, you quickly shoved your entire distance into my tight cunt. You moaned in pleasure as my wet cunt accepted your intrusion. I whimpered loudly, squirming a bit, feeling unusually stuffed full from both you and the hind end chew. You continued to thrust into me over and over without mercy, taking me for your own pleasance, and happy that I seemed to be pleased as well. Reaching up, you intertwined your fingers in my hair and pulled my head back, demanding that I bark again. I obeyed, lost too deep in the joy of being filled with you to remember the guests watching. I didn ? t care. I wanted to please you. I wanted to cause you cum.

Your push continued, long, hard, fast. I felt your body military press against my back as you whispered in my ear, your breathing spell hot and quick ? come for me girl ! Come for your maestro, your fellow ! ?

My eubstance didn ? t need a irregular invitation. My muscles tensed and constricted around your throbbing cock. Tensing harder, I felt myself cum around your thick cock, the warm liquid almost squirting out. I felt your body jerking and spasm, your cock twitch as you sprayed your seed deep into me. I gasped loudly, almost collapsing on the floor beneath you. My oculus fluttered, and before I passed out of sheer pleasance, I heard the guests clapping and cheering ?