Jessica strained and struggled against the bond paper that held her upright, but they held without budging. She could just see the bright red ball gag that filled her mouth, causing a brace stream of drool to leak out before dripping onto her breasts. She loved the sensation of being helpless and the cerebration of what was coming made her wetter than she had ever been before.

Scarcely more than an 24 hour ago she had been sitting at her computer idly surfing the internet when a popup and caught her attention. Something about it had intrigued her, to the full stop that she ignored her initial impulse to close it and take up clicking. She was n't entirely sure how it had happened, given that she had several pop up blocking agent that should have prevented it from showing up at all.

'' You are bored with your sex sprightliness '' it had said. She had noticed that it was n't a question the way they so often are, and it did n't blink, or flash, or ask for her credit card number, the way you might expect. All it said was that she was bored, and a little blue link filled the rear end of the window.

When she had clicked on it she was taken to a blank disastrous silver screen with nothing but a logo in the upper berth right quoin that said `` sexual escapade. '' The only former thing on the screen was an computer address and a time. At this point she was hooked. She was n't trusted what it was about this that spoke to something inside of her, and any intellectual person should have ignored it or run the former direction, 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 centre of a group of storage warehouse. A carefully manicured lawn and a row of hedges sheltered the diminished parking lot from the release gaze of the route in forepart of it.

She pulled up and parked in front of the building, choosing a bit closest to the room access. The logotype that she had seen from the website had been etched into the crank of the doorway. She felt her pulse quicken in excitement.

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

'' I found your internet site ... '' Jessica started awkwardly

The charwoman handed her a clipboard with a heavyset 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 waivers in case of hurt, not something that boded overly well as an introduction.

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

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

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

Jessica sat in one of the chairman 's nearest to the door, scarcely a present moment had passed before two men in inglorious jumpsuit entered through a doorway at the far end of the room.

'' Jessica ? '' one asked

She nodded mutely.

'' Come with us '' he said

She walked with them through the threshold. Past the carefully manicured front office heavy parts of the building 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 heedful efficiency. She was stripped bare in a topic of second. They strapped stiff leather handlock around her wrists before securing them to a chain that was attached to one of the hybridisation light beam in the ceiling.

One of the men went over to a wheel leaning against the wall and returned with a long metal bar with loops on either end. The ranch her stage apart and attached each end of the bar to one of her ankles.

Lastly one of the men reached into his pouch and produced a brightly red ballgag. She opened her rima oris obediently and they secured it behind her head, pulling it nasty and securing it, her mouth forced overt as the ball pressed between her jaws.

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

Jessica could barely propel, her carpus were secured in such a way that she could only touch the storey if she stood on the tips of her toes. She felt vulnerable and scupper, her breasts and kitty-cat were on display to anyone who walked by and she would not be able to so very much as covering fire herself if she so desired.

Somewhere behind her she heard the door exposed and the sound of unornamented metrical foot walking on the concrete approached her. She tried to turn to face whoever had entered the room but her bail bond kept her from moving to a greater extent than her head, which was unable to allow for her with so much as a glance at her company.

Rough, calloused hands brushed against her bid, exposed pulp, eliciting a storm squeak. She tried involuntarily to flinch away from the new sense experience but again she was unable to make any headway. One hand slid up her thorax, grasping both of her breasts firmly and twisting her tit painfully before one slid down between her legs. Another physical structure pressed up against her and she felt the sloshed atmospheric pressure of an upright cock crush against her ass. The men held her body tight, holding her in stead. His digit started to stroke along the duration of her already sopping wet kitty before dipping inside to discover her clit. She groaned, her mouth obstructed by the gag that was still in place as his nice touch brought her to the brink of climax and kept her in that respect. Her hips bucked against his hand, desperate for the final bit of pleasance she needed to cascade down into orgasm, but the sweet-scented release was denied her. He kept her on the brink.

'' Do you require to cum ? '' a articulation made husky with desire whispered in her ear

she nodded vigorously, to engrossed in his touch to believe herself with Holy Writ

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

'' yesh shir '' she mumbled through the gag

with barely Sir Thomas More than a leaf his touch brought one of the cock-a-hoop sexual climax she had ever had screaming to animation inside of her. She collapsed, sagging against James Bond that kept her upright and exposed. His hands left her body and she felt a pressure against the outer edge of her snatch. With hardly a moment 's notice his cock thrust inside of her, his first push lifting her from the ground with its force.



He grabbed her hips, using them as leveraging to increase his driving force, each one causing his balls to smack against her kitty and her titty to slap together.

The room that they were in echoed the watchword of their cacoethes. She ached for him to be rougher, his jabbing to be stronger, his workforce to graze her human body. Try as she might the gag in her mouth prevented her from making much More than grunting auditory sensation and she soon gave up trying, resigning herself to his care.

He slammed his cock into her, her tight wet trap enveloping his member. She screamed again into the gag as another orgasm ripped through her. Had her legs not been restrained and her blazonry secured to the roof she likely would have collapsed, and her body did its advantageously to loose, her legs going faint. She sagged against her bonds.

Her collaborator either took no observation or did not care about the commonwealth that she was in, continuing his thrust. His hands slipped around, grabbing her breasts and twisting her mamilla cruelly. He lifted each boob by the nipple, eliciting a ail protest from her.

His grunts and cries increased, seeming to come from all around her as the echoed from the bare studs and concrete storey. She tried to close down her branch, an unvoluntary motion brought on by heftiness muscle contraction that rocked through her, but the branding iron bar that bound her legs kept them apart, her pussy remaining approachable to her partners use.

The f number of his drive increased until all of a sudden he stopped, almost motionless. short circuit seconds later a wafture of hot cum erupted from his cock, spraying and coating the interior of her pussy.

He pulled his cock from her well used gob and without another Holy Writ he turned and left the room. Bound as she was her legs forced apart by iron roughshod embrace she could neither cover herself nor obstruct the catamenia of cum that had started to leak out from her pussy.

proletarian in black jump suit entered the room. Carefully but firmly they released the bonds that secured her arms 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 thoughts were of getting into a hot shower and working the burl out of her arms.

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

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

The two workers left her, the door shutting with a sense of conclusiveness. She squirmed into a position where she could be well-to-do. Her cunt was sore from the abuse that it had endured earlier and she knew she was going to be walking a little rum the next day. This was something that she had never done before, and she was already enjoying herself a swell deal.



She cried and squirmed under his upkeep. This man was every bit as rough as the last. She could tell apart that she already had bruise forming from her rough treatment and she wondered how she was going to explicate them. He rolled her over onto her back, encourage pinning her arms against the mattress. He slid his dick inside of her, the military position of her peg making her pussy tighter than usual. The cum that was still leaking out of her from her last partner helped to ease his putz inside. He was liberal than the last man and she groaned through the obstacle in her lip as his cock stretched out her aching pussy.

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

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

'' fuck me punishing '' she pleaded with a groan

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

'' please fuck me intemperate sir '' she begged

He rolled her over onto her slope, her munition still restrained behind her back causing her to grunt in discomfort as sore joints protested the repositioning. warm hands grasped her arm and one of her thighs, using them as leverage to pull her aching trunk against his. She moaned and screamed, her lip now free of impediment as his turncock sunk deep into her pussy.

The military group of his thrusts increased, bouncing her body around on the mattress in the throe of wanton rage, her torso used as his sexy toy, bound and controlled for his joy. Her shout now untied filled the small elbow room, echoing off the bare rampart and cement floor. At the height of her pleasure she heard him grunt, sinking the distance of his tool into her he cried out. She felt a race of cum, molten in the heat of their warmth flow forth, coating the interior of her abused kitty-cat and pushing her over the edge into another screaming climax, one more in a foresightful line of uncounted pleasure .