Tegan walked as if being puppeted. She was exhausted physically and mentally, and had difficulty believing her legs were carrying her forward, opinion as though her mind was simply a rider in a body that was acting of its own accord. When Sam had ordered her to walk to the store just before penetrate clad in naught but her shoes and stockings and a collar she intended to turn down. Despite still being gagged with gaffer tape measure and her own underclothes, she had every opportunity to say no. But here she was, carefully picking her way across the street towards the park, struggling to equilibrate in her hound with her radiocarpal joint edge in front of her and the loiter effects of a decent sum of money of wine.

Obviously, she felt exposed and vulnerable. While it was still night it wouldn't be for long. Even if she moved quickly the memory board she was being sent to wouldn't open until six, and then she had to walk back just as people - her neighbours - were starting to go about their day. Not to mention any pre-dawn lurkers in the park. This wasn't a bad area to hold out in, not a particularly jumpy neighborhood, but even if she wasn't stumbling around naked with slowly drying seminal fluid smeared across her chest and an extremely uncomfortable rubber plug up her ass she'd have been nervous about walking around in near iniquity. As things were at present, she was terrified. As she cut through the park sticking to one of the itinerary that crisscrossed through it that would take her to her name and address, she furtively glanced around, not seeing or hearing anything. So far there were no preindication of living. She could get wind cars in the distance but so far no one had come down either of the streets that framed the park, though it was inevitable her fate would run out at some stop, the long she was out here.

Suddenly a rustling audio behind her made her turn around, letting out a startled but muffled screeching and she tried to upraise her hand protectively, but with her wrists tapped together her mobility was thoroughly impeded. In her panicked movement she nearly fell and a span of storng hands gripped her speed weapon and steadied her, and it took a few second for her to actualise it was Trevor. She looked up at him, binge welling in her eyes as a mixture of complex emotions bubbled inside her. Fear, relief, disgrace. For his piece, Trevor just held her steady for a moment while she collected herself, then when she seemed calm he reached up and began to peel off her tapeline gag. Tegan held unshakable as he took one corner and gently eased it off, keeping her brim pinched until the magnetic tape was off and he stuck it to the back of his hand for safekeeping. She spat out her ruined saliva-sodden panties and caught them in her helping hand, taking a deep breathing place. They stood silently for a minute of arc as Tegan caught her breath.

"Thanks."She whispered, her voice cracking.

"No problem."Trevor said. Then after a pause he continued :"Sam sent me to follow and hold on an eye on you, make sure you didn't get hurt on your walk. He didn't enjoin me to derive lead your gag off but he didn't specifically say not to either."He shrugged.

"Oh."Was all Tegan could manage as she continued walking, concious that she still had a task to make out. Trevor kept footstep with her for a minute before breaking the secretiveness again.

"You ok ?"he probed gently.

Tegan ignored the question and countered with her own.

"Did you fuck ? About me being there before you came over tonight ?"

"No"Trevor said earnestly."I trained Sam at the gym when he joined a couple of years back. He doesn't need a personal flight simulator anymore but we still get together for beers occasionally. This was the low gear time he invited me to a card game though."

"So he didn't tell you I'd be there or anything like that ?"

"I knew he had some roomie, and one of them was a girl. I didn't know that was you."

"Ah."Tegan."So he doesn't know about that meter ... at the gym ?"

"He might."Trevor admitted. Tegan glanced sideways at him."I told him the story over a beer. Y'know, guy talk. That I beat up some kids and this cunning girl was so thankful we hooked up right in the plunk for way of the gym. Said she was a redhead and walking around with no underwear. He… might accept figured it out. Or suspected something. I guess that's why I got the poker game invite."

"Oh."Tegan said again, lapsing into tranquillity again. For some intellect this walk in the park felt strangely intimate, in contrast with the intimate Olympics she'd been participating in. While she'd been becoming more sheer in her sexual adventures she wasn't really used to congener alien hanging out afterwards like they were on some kind of date.

"You must think I'm pretty get it on up."Tegan said, fishing for reassurance.

"wellspring, a bit."Trevor faltered then course corrected when Tegan shot him a damage smell."In a good way, y'know ? I mean you were pretty forward that meter in the gym, tonight was pretty crazy. But I don't justice. I mean I did go along with it."

"Why did you ?"Tegan asked."I don't mean that in any judgey way, I'm genuinely asking."

"When a cute fille wants to get gonzo, it's kinda hard to wrick it down. Even when you have to share."

"Is that a vulgar occurrence for you ?"

"I wish."Trevor laughed."Here's the thing… I once told Sam about this missy I was dating. She had some kinks. She wanted to get into BDSM, did some thralldom, spanking, pretty mild poppycock. Then one day she tells me she wants me to get rough. Really approximative. Slapping, choking, maybe some nonconsent roleplay. I wasn't into it. fudge factor, I was into it, but I was afraid to do it. We had a competitiveness about it and we ultimately broke up over it, she called me ‘ dumbass ’, which Sam found uproarious. So now ‘ bonehead'is his go to phrase for when I should stop overthinking something and just go with it. That's how I knew it was consensual. It… it was right ?"

"It's a bit lately to be asking isn't it ?"Tegan laughed, trying to keep her voice down as they approached the former side of the park."Yes. Mostly."

"Mostly ?"

"It's kind of a foresighted story."Tegan stopped walking and turned to Trevor."It's probably going to affect the way you think about me, but I feel like all affair considered it probably can't get a great deal worse. I want to get it off my bureau, if that's ok."

"Sure."Trevor said reassuringly.

"About two calendar month ago I quit my job. I told my roomy I got fired. They were going to kick me out and find a roomie that could pay their beak, so I offered an alternative : me."Tegan took a trench intimation."It was form of a fantasy of mine, so suit a intimate plaything, to turn over myself over to someone to use freely. The big hurdle was deciding to extend myself to all three guys instead of just one - but I didn't want any one guy to feel like he owned me. I just wanted to be used. So the hatful was, they split my rent and bills and disbursal between them. In exchange, they percentage the benefit equally. Any time they want, as much as they want, any hole they want."She paused, trying to read Trevor's brass. When he said nothing she continued.

"So that's how it was, at first. They'd visit me one at a clip, fuck, and go. We progressed to trine, and full phase of the moon on radical sex, everyone together. What surprised me though was how drill I got. Not with the sex, but with spirit in cosmopolitan, not having anything to go along busy. When the hombre were at workplace or schooling or whatever, I had all this time to think, and it made me want more. I started letting them do other thing, outside the usual arrangement. The more they felt like they were doing degrading affair to me, the more stimulate and fulfilled I felt."

"And here we are."Trevor concluded, gesturing at her nude body in the dim light.

"And here we are."Tegan agreed."Sam didn't know I was going to do that tonight. He tried to trick me into doing it on his terms but I refused. Then did it anyway. Because that's apparently who I am now. In some means I hate it. In former ways I love it. Do you understand ?"

"I think I get it."

"So here's the big question : how does that make me look to you, as a someone ?"

Trevor took some clock time to think about it.

"I think you're doing what a lot of us would do, if we had the courage."

"Are you just saying that to be nice ? I was kind of expecting you to be disgusted."

"Do you really manage what I think ?"

"variety of. To be honest I was considering coming back to the gym and asking you if you wanted to get a coffee some time, but I thought you might not want to escort a girl who walked around without any underwear and let a stranger fuck her in the punt way of a gym."Tegan laughed."I can't imagine what you think of me now."

"Are you asking me out on a engagement ?"

"I thought about it. But all thing considered what I'm really asking if if a guy could even study dating someone when they've seen them like this."

"I'd have to think about it."

Tegan glanced over to the store as the shopkeeper flipped the sign to open up and took a inscrutable breath.

"I'll be back in a few moment, probably."Tegan said.

"Do you know what Sam wrote on the greenback ?"

"No idea. I'm trusted it'll become apparent."She nodded at the tape stuck to Trevor's hand."I probably need that."

Trevor carefully reaffixed the tape over her backtalk, lining it up with the red fall guy on her case that lingered from it being on for minute, and smoothed it down. Tegan held out her sodden panties and Trevor delicately pinched them between thumb and forefinger. With another bass breath Tegan crossed the road and entered the store.



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A chime jingled as Tegan opened the door and stumbled in. The store was evacuate for now and the clerk did a double issue as she stumbled in unsteady on her heels and rushed out from behind the counter.

"sanctum crap, are you ok ?"he asked as he approached but stopped shortstop of touching her, partially out of vexation but also because he noticed a bunch of sticky fluids on her face and chest. He was a short circuit statured guy of vaguely Asian appearing, and Tegan found it hard to pick his age. He could be 18 or a well-preserved twenty dollar bill five. She tilted her pass back to try to delineate his attention to the note Sam had stuck into her collar. He very carefully reached for it and slipped it free, unfolding it. His brow furrowed as he read it aloud in a subdued voice.

"I need a written matter of today's composition, please do not touch me.'Is this right ?"He queried her. Tegan just nodded, she was honestly surprised Sam didn't try to admit anything else, considering how much she had confused the treatment around her bounds. The shop clerk took a written matter of one of the fresh newspapers off the stack and thrust it in her hands, glancing through the window. She realised he could probably see Trevor across the street and assumed he was the one that sent her in here.

"William Tell your acquaintance I don't want to see you in here like this again. Don't take me in your uncanny fucking games."He turned away and returned behind the comeback. Tegan was mollified. She'd gotten so accustomed to being a sex object that she didn't know quite how to react, but she definitely felt pangs of pity and revulsion that hit her harder than if he had just used her like every former man she'd encountered over the live couple of month. With that she turned back and pushed through the door to exit back out onto the street, blinking back tears.

The sun was almost unclutter of the horizon now and the street was lit with an eerie orangeness glow. She could get word the remote traffic picking up in volume as more people started their day, though it struck her that it was a Saturday - fewer people going to work and getting up early. Of course she wasn't going to waste more fourth dimension attracting attention. After the clerk's chemical reaction she wanted to be back inside more than ever. She hurredly cross the street just as a set of headlamp appeared further up. Joined by her accompaniment, she crossed back through the common, Trevor took his cue from her urgency and didn't waste time trying to make conversation. She hesitated at the early end of the park thinking she heard gondola approaching and concealed herself behind a hedgerow. Trevor took the opportunity to put her panties back in her lip and re-cover her lip with the tape measure, then they made a fault for it as soon as the railcar passed.

When they reached the front door Trevor pulled out Sam's headstone and open the doorway, letting her precede him inside where Sam was waiting alone. She didn't know where Jayden and flatness were but assumed he'd sent them home. She handed him the paper.

"Well done, slut."As much as she hated to acknowledge it, the relatively kind Holy Scripture were welcome after the harsh admonition from the wash room store clerk and she felt a tingle in her aching vagina. Trevor lingered awkwardly near the door and Sam called him over with a tilt of his pass."Would you give me a helping hand ?"

Sam set the paper parenthesis and started to strip down back the end of the tape binding her wrists together and unwind it from her. Trevor took the initiative of peeling the mag tape from her lip for the bit prison term and carefully removing the panty. Between them they made a show it it being more unmanageable than it really was. Once Sam had the tapeline removed from her wrists, he took the mouth piece from Trevor and wadded them together, tossing them aside to deal with later. Tegan wet her lips with her tongue and stretched jer jaw, Sam regarded her with a little smile.

"Do you like your pinch, slut ?"Sam queried.

"Yes Sir."Tegan said, assuming it was the carry answer.

"Don't call me Sir, that's way too formal."Sam glanced at Trevor."Do you mind if I speak freely in figurehead of him ?"Tegan shrugged, indicating her nonchalance and Sam continued, addressing Trevor.

"We have an placement. She lives here for free, we use her holes. That's how it started. As she has made clear to me this evening, this isn't an single arrangement."

"In the interest group of full disclosure, this evening isn't the maiden time we uh… met."Trevor confessed.

"I form of venture that there were only so many red-headed young lady running around town without any panties on, spreading their legs at the drop of a hat."

"In farness…"

"In fair-mindedness nothing. She's a slut."Tegan didn't resist as Sam slid hand between her legs and two fingers easily entered her. He withdrew them and exhibit them to Trevor, sticky with her juice."She knows it, there's no point dancing around the full stop. She gives it away for room and board, she might as well give it away for saving her from being assaulted. So from now on I call her slut. She's free to call me whatever she wants in reaction. I'm not playing whatever 50 dark glasses of Irish bull game that Aberdeen Angus is playing."He hooked his finger through the ring handing from the fornt of her shoe collar."And she's unloose to keep wearing this leash, as long as she thinks it case her."

"You're ok with this, Violet ?"Trevor asked.

"He's right."Tegan looked down, embarassed to intromit it but resolved that it was all true."And if we're putting all our cards on the table here, my name isn't Violet. It's Tegan."

"Well, it's been nice to meet you Tegan."Trevor nodded. He didn't seem surprised or bothered that she'd given him a juke public figure."And I had a hell of a night. But I'm also conscious of the fact I have a stratum in a few 60 minutes that I should probably try and be rested for."He put a hired man on the threshold and cracked it open.

"testament I see you again ?"Tegan asked, alluding to their secret discussion earlier. Trevor looked her up and down, thinking it over.

"I'll text edition you her number."Sam interrupted. Tegan was grateful and suspected Trevor was too. Considering he'd just participated in crew banging her, she didn't think he'd go an answer she wanted to discover. Trevor nodded and left, the threshold locking behind him.

"I think he likes you."Sam quipped as soon as he was surefooted Trevor was out of earshot.

"He liked being capable to fit his giant tool up my ass."Tegan countered."Speaking of which. Do you mind if I take out this hoopla ? I'm honestly afraid it's going to do some equipment casualty if I leave it in much thirster, especially after walking around with it."

"That's supposed to be your lasting substitute. I inserted it at the request of black Angus, who reminded me that you were on your terminal warning when he left last night, should you overleap to wear upon your plug. I think we can hop the spanking considering the whipping I gave you with the lash - which you seem to be none the unsound for."Sam looked her over, noting that most of the stain he left had almost completely washed-out."For the record, it's only about half an column inch wide-eyed than your old one, which probably seems like a lot more down there than it does on a ruler. But sure, do what you want."

"I might go direct care of that in the bathroom, my bladder's about to split and there's a delicate balance going on down there if you know what I mean."

"funny you should say that."Sam said, pulling her to the bathroom, his finger hooked into her apprehension's ring."I also have to go."

"I… uh…"Tegan protested.

"However our placement began, strumpet, it has clearly changed, and I am not playing game or testing the pee. I'm just doing, as you are discharge to do also. You are complimentary to stop me - if you want. Otherwise, I am assuming standing consent for anything I do to you, until I hear you tell me ‘ no ’. Do you hear me ? It is that simple. You say no, and I stop. But this is the last meter I will ask. Do you understand ?"

Tegan searched his eyes and found only cold sincerity.

"I understand."She answered.

"Then get in the bathing tub on your human knee and open your lip, slut."

Tegan complied, kneeling in the all-embracing tub and looked up at him. He already had his shaft out pointed at her, waiting. With some trepidation she opened her mouth. Almost immediately a hot stream of piss hit her in the nerve and she squeezed her eyes shut as the atomiser ricocheted off her side before he tracked it into her mouth. The bitter stream hit the spinal column of her throat, hotter and more forecful than semen typically did, with an unpleasant salty taste sensation and overpowering aroma. The pressure alone made her gag but the smell did no favour either, and both were unavoidable. Because he'd been drinking all night it was joined with the odour of beer, which only brought to heed the mix of odour typically found in the alleyway behind a bar. The urine quickly filled her sass and overflowed, running down her Kuki and cascading onto her chest of drawers, rinsing away the sticky residue of jizz as it carved a path down her belly to her crotch, saturating her pubic hair and running off her twat lips. Stray run and down the outer sides of her small breasts and down her sides, running down her ass and second joint before joining the pool beneath her and running towards the drain. She coughed and gagged again as the stream eased and trickled down her chest, Sam managing to sequeeze out a couple more squirt before shaking off. Glaring up at him as he proceeded to uncase, his make dripping off her Kuki, Tegan took a moment to facilitate the nag out of her ass. She managed to get her fingers under the flared rim and get enough leverage to get the panoptic part past her pixilated sphincter, then the rest of the lubed cone slid out and she let it shine into the bath, having no further stake in it. She massaged her tender son of a bitch, feeling the spongy muscles slowly close as she clenched them, probing gently at the bruise tissue as she let her own bladder go, joining Sam's puddle to slowly filter down the waste pipe. Sam stepped into the bath with her and grabbed her by the hair, guiding her mouth to his cock. He was half strong but growing firmer by the second. She closed her lips around his putz and tried to will forth some spit to make her backtalk promiscuous for him to fuck, but was finding it tough after having it most recently rinsed out with his urine.

After a minute Sam seemed satisfied and pushed her, bending her over towards the drain being forced to put her hands on the oddment of their unite Ethel Waters to arouse herself on all Little Joe. Sam, seemingly immaterial to her plight, squatted over her and guided his dick directly to her aching cunt. He grunted as he slid in and out and for her part Tegan was able to enjoy feeling him slide inside her despite her exhaustion. She doubted she was going to come, but feeling him fuck her was pleasant, rectify up until the full stop he pulled out of her and squeeze directly into her attendant, gaping anus.

Tegan let out a choked off wow as he drove his cock oceanic abyss inside her. She had short remaining lube and her own pussy juices were doing nearly of the work. Admittedly after being thoroughly broken in my Trevor and the new fireplug her ass had had no clip to recover so she imagined it presented too tempting a prey, but none of this rationalization helped her feel better about the fact he was ramming his dick inside her burning cocksucker, his balls slapping against her pussy lips, and each fourth dimension he thrust inside her she let out soft squeals of soreness, curling her toes as her knee slid on the wet bath surface and Sam held her by the collar to go along her from getting away.

After a few minute he pulled out with a grunt and pulled her by the arrest so she was kneeling again and pointed his tool at her face. Expecting that he was ready to cum she opened her back talk in a wellspring trained unconditioned reflex to let him blow his onus into it and was surprised when instead he shoved it inside. She let out a muffle grunt of protestation and tried to crowd against him but he gripped her head and buried his cock to the hilt. Sam let out a loud satisfied groan and she felt his balls tighten against her Kuki as his spunk pulsed directly down her pharynx. Tegan gagged, more than as a psychological response than anything else. Her ass had been so well used over the class of the Night that if it had a distinguishable taste perception she was unaware of it - all she was detecting was lube and ejaculate and a muskiness that could easily be sweat, or her own vaginal fluids. All the Same she resisted the itch to accept and as soon as Sam released her head she leaned over and spat directly down the bathing tub's plughole, her gag reflex in full result as she dry heaved a few times.

Sam, apparently indifferent to Tegan's situation, adjusted and turned on the shower. Tegan whimpered as the cold piddle hit her back and she curled up on her slope as the water slowly warmed up. She sensed motility beside her and realised Sam was sitting down alongside her, holding the detachable shower head, passing it back and forth over her to rinse her down. Using his free helping hand he gently coaxed her into a pose position and slid his pegleg either face of her so that he was spooning her as he rinsed her down, then himself, before mounting the head in the lower socket, keeping the stream on them while he wrapped his implements of war around her waistline from behind. Tegan hung limply against him, unable to say or do anything and not really wanting to.. Her creative thinker felt clean, as if she was unable to even figure out how she was feeling about the last ten or so hours - it had been a long night and she was exhausted, and confused by the immediate switching in Sam's demeanour. Presumably once he was done giving her everything he had, he wanted to ensure that there was no rancour or hurt feelings. She sighed and settled back into his embracement as he squirted some liquidness shower gel into his hands and built up a lather. She didn't resist as his helping hand wnaders over her physical structure, into each nook and crevice within his orbit. Once he was done with that he picked up the showerhead and thoroughly soaked her pilus, then took some shampoo and massaged a lather into her scalp before raking the suds through to the steer with his fingers. He rinsed her hair with the showerhead then repeated the unconscious process with conditioner. Eventually, as she was on the brink of sleep, he shut the piddle off and started to relieve out from under her.

As much as her weariness made her want to just lie in the bathtub, Sam slid an arm under her flimsy frame and hoisted her out of the tub to her animal foot, setting her gently on the bathmat. He held her steady as he took a fresh towel from the shelf and rubbed her down until she was mostly dry, then worked the towel through her hair, squeezing out and absorbing as a lot wet as the towel could bring off. Eventually satisfied that there was no more he could accomplish, he led Tegan out of the bathroom and to her bedroom, easing her gently into her bed and pulling up the covers. She grasped the edge of the mantle gratefully and curled up into a clump on her side, her break hair spread across her pillow like a coppery spiderweb. Her sleepy-eyed eyes fluttered open.

"I'm ok."She reassured him, answering a question she assumed he might have wanted to ask.

"Good."Sam said simply.

Tegan nodded her recognition and then she was claimed by sleep .