I squirmed a bit, whimpering as I heard the mumblings of the hoi polloi. My deal shackled above me, my ramification spread wide by a bar, my rima oris stuffed with a testicle 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 chief back and forth, as if I could see, searching for you, my master, my love.

I jumped, feeling a hand microscope slide slowly up my face. I tried to draw away, but the restraints held me still. I whimpered again, but quickly relaxed when I recognized your interpreter whispering in my ear ? be a beneficial girl and give our guests a good appearance. ?

My intimation quickened, unsure of what you have planned, and I yelped loudly as you give my ass a hard tang, the Edgar Guest laughing in amusement. For a moment I don ? t flavour you, and I don ? t know where you are until I feel a sharp mite on each nipple, as you put clamps on them. I whine a bit, nipples aching, and you respond by giving each breast a firm smacking, and whisper ? good girl. ? Gently, You yank on the range, connecting the clamps, my consistence moving with the yank to excuse the aching infliction.

You leave me be for a moment. The Guest murmur remarks about my body, my calm, and what they want to see done. My thoughts quickly come back to you as I feel the soft leather of a scourger, gently rubbing against my ass. My breathing quickens again as my body tenses and prepares for your flogging. WACK across my backside. WACK WACK WACK ! The leather kisses against my ass, leaving its sting sign each time. After a while, you stop. My ass must be red to your approving, because you gently rub my ass brass ? mmmmm, gracious and warm. ?

I exhale in sculptural relief, my ass still stinging a bit. You squeeze my shoulder joint in encouragement, and then pull up stakes me to my thoughts again. I feel your hired man between my wooden leg, and I gasp around the gag, squirming a bit. The guests laugh again at my reaction. Embarrassed and feeling suddenly very exposed, I bow my head. You must have sensed my embarrassment, because you reached around and unwrap the glob gag, letting it lessen to floor. One manus still between my leg, you lift my chin with the other and grant me a aristocratical kiss on the lips. ? captain ? ? I whimper, but you quickly remove your hand from between my wooden leg and crowd three finger into my mouth. Taken back, I thrash my drumhead a bit from English to side, but you are too strong and forceful. Feeling your digit are wet enough, you slide them back between my legs and into my sozzled slit. I gasp loudly, trying to overstretch away as the crowd laughs again at my fruitless sweat to escape.

You pound my poor puss with your finger's breadth, letting me whine 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 pass, growing tired. Then, my head jolts up and I begin to thrash about as I feel your fingers between my still sore ass cheek. Your fingers wet with lube, you massage my fix, gently pressing inside with world-class one finger's breadth, then another. I feel a bit of lube drizzle down my chap as you prepare my asshole. Inserting a third digit, I tense, still squirming. ? You need to relax or it will suffer. It ? s going to take place whether you ? re relaxed or not, so I advise you to calm down ? You whisper, breath hot on the back of my neck.

I try to relax, but yelp loudly as you shove a large plug into my pissed asshole. I whimper, feeling myself stretch, trying to adjust to the size. I hear one of the Edgar Guest say ? now she really is a lilliputian squawk, ? and that ? s when I felt it. Soft and fuzzy, furry against my legs ; a hind end. The plug was a tail assembly plug, and now I was your minuscule kick in more ways than one.

You kissed me again, then bit my shoulder gently as I felt you remove the restraints from my wrists. ? On all IV like a near bitch. ? I felt my way down to the level, 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 teat clamps again. ? bark for me. ?

I felt my typeface flush with embarrassment as I timidly barked a few times. The Edgar Albert Guest laughed, very amused.

You grabbed me by my hair and pulled my capitulum back. I whimpered as I felt your cock slap against my face. Then again. Midway through a whimper, you shoved your hammer into my mouth. I gagged in surprise, but you didn ? t let up. With Your hands on the rachis of my top dog, you forced your dick down my throat, gently fucking for the guests to see. You ordered me to get it courteous and wet for you. After a few more thrusts, you pulled free from my mouth as I gasped for air.

You let go of my head, and I could hear you stand and walk around me a few time. Using your foot, you pushed my knees apart and then gently rubbed my piddling snatch with your foot. I felt your manpower on my ass and coxa as you knelt behind me. You brushed my keister to the side and grinded the tip of your dick against my downcast brim. ? She ? s already wet, ? You announced to our viewers. The reply with comment of how much of a slut and little fancy woman I was.

Lining yourself up with my entree, you quickly shoved your stallion length into my tight puss. You moaned in pleasure as my wet puss accepted your intrusion. I whimpered loudly, squirming a bit, feeling unusually stuffed entire from both you and the tail fireplug. You continued to lunge into me over and over without clemency, taking me for your own pleasance, and happy that I seemed to be pleased as well. Reaching up, you intertwined your finger's breadth in my hairsbreadth and pulled my head back, demanding that I bark again. I obeyed, lost too deep in the delight of being filled with you to remember the Edgar Guest watching. I didn ? t aid. I wanted to delight you. I wanted to make you cum.

Your poking continued, long, hard, fast. I felt your body press against my rachis as you whispered in my ear, your breath hot and quick ? come for me girl ! Come for your passe-partout, your mate ! ?

My organic structure didn ? t need a second gear invitation. My muscular tissue tensed and constricted around your throbbing peter. Tensing harder, I felt myself cum around your thick cock, the warm liquid almost squirting out. I felt your body jolt and cramp, your cock vellication as you sprayed your seed deep into me. I gasped loudly, almost collapsing on the storey beneath you. My eyes fluttered, and before I passed out of sheer delight, I heard the guests clapping and cheering ?