Jessica strained and struggled against the bonds that held her upright, but they held without budging. She could just see the promising red orb gag that filled her backtalk, causing a firm stream of slobber to leak out before dripping onto her knocker. She loved the sense impression of being helpless and the persuasion 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 tending. Something about it had intrigued her, to the point that she ignored her initial impetus to close it and summarize clicking. She was n't entirely sure how it had happened, given that she had several pop up blockers that should consume prevented it from showing up at all.

'' You are bored with your sex living '' it had said. She had noticed that it was n't a question the way they so often are, and it did n't wink, or flash, or ask for her credit poster act, the way you might ask. All it said was that she was bored, and a small blue connectedness filled the bottom of the window.

When she had clicked on it she was taken to a blank black sieve with naught but a logo in the upper rightfield quoin that said `` Sexual Adventures. '' The only other matter on the silver screen was an address and a sentence. At this degree she was hooked. She was n't sure as shooting what it was about this that spoke to something inside of her, and any intellectual person should have ignored it or run the other counsel, but instead she copied down the name and address and the time.

***

She arrived at the savoir-faire and was surprised to see what looked to be an office commons in the middle of a radical of storage warehouse. A carefully manicured lawn and a row of hedgerow sheltered the minuscule parking lot from the passing gaze of the road in front man of it.

She pulled up and parked in front of the building, choosing a situation closest to the doorway. The logo that she had seen from the site had been etched into the glass of the door. She felt her pulse quicken in excitement.

She hesitated only momentarily before picking up her purse and heading inside the building. A distinctive waiting elbow room filled the battlefront of the construction and a woman looked up from behind a desk as she entered. She raised an eyebrow in inquiry.

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

The womanhood handed her a clipboard with a loggerheaded 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 peck of nondisclosure and release in fount 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 peck of paperwork to the secretary.

The woman glanced through the paperwork, as she finished she reached out and pushed a button 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 chair 's nearest to the door, scarcely a mo 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 threshold. Past the carefully manicured strawman office boastfully parts of the building reverted back to the storage warehouse that it had almost certainly been before its stream 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 affair of irregular. They strapped stiff leather cuffs around her wrist joint before securing them to a chemical chain that was attached to one of the cross ray of light in the ceiling.

One of the men went over to a rack leaning against the wall and returned with a recollective metal bar with loops on either end. The spreading her wooden leg 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 vivid red ballgag. She opened her sass obediently and they secured it behind her head, pulling it tight and securing it, her mouth forced spread as the ball pressed between her jaws.

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

Jessica could barely move, her wrist joint were secured in such a way that she could only touch the level if she stood on the crest of her toes. She felt vulnerable and exposed, her tit and cunt were on exhibit to anyone who walked by and she would not be able-bodied to so practically as cover herself if she so desired.

Somewhere behind her she heard the threshold outdoors and the sound of bare feet walking on the concrete approached her. She tried to turn to confront whoever had entered the room but her adhesion kept her from moving more than her head, which was unable to provide her with so much as a glance at her company.

Rough, calloused hands brushed against her attender, exposed flesh, eliciting a storm close call. She tried involuntarily to flinch away from the new sensation but again she was ineffective to make any clearance. One manus slid up her breast, grasping both of her knocker firmly and twisting her mamilla painfully before one slid down between her legs. Another body pressed up against her and she felt the stiff pressure of an upright cock imperativeness against her ass. The custody held her body tight, holding her in office. His fingers started to stroke along the distance of her already sopping wet kitty before dipping interior to notice her button. She groaned, her back talk obstructed by the gag that was still in home as his nice touch brought her to the verge of orgasm and kept her there. Her hips bucked against his hand, desperate for the last bit of pleasure she needed to cascade into coming, but the seraphic release 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 touching 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 than a motion-picture show his tactile sensation brought one of the biggest orgasms she had ever had screaming to living inside of her. She collapsed, sagging against bonds that kept her upright and exposed. His hand left her dead body and she felt a atmospheric pressure against the outer edge of her pussy. With hardly a moment 's notice his cock thrust inside of her, his first thrust lifting her from the reason with its force.



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

The elbow room that they were in echoed the war cry of their passion. She ached for him to be rougher, his thrusts to be potent, his bridge player to skim her flesh. 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 rooster into her, her tight wet hole enveloping his member. She screamed again into the gag as another climax ripped through her. Had her legs not been restrained and her arms secured to the ceiling she likely would have collapsed, and her body did its best to relax, her legs going weak. She sagged against her bonds.

Her partner either took no notice or did not like about the state that she was in, continuing his thrusts. His hands slipped around, grabbing her breasts and twisting her nipples cruelly. He lifted each breast by the nipple, eliciting a pained protest from her.

His grunts and battle cry increased, seeming to come up from all around her as the echoed from the bare studs and concrete floor. She tried to close her legs, an involuntary motion brought on by muscleman compression that rocked through her, but the branding iron bar that bound her branch kept them apart, her slit remaining accessible to her partners use.

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

He pulled his tool from her well used trap and without another tidings he turned and left the room. Bound as she was her legs forced apart by irons cruel embracement she could neither cover herself nor obstruct the stream of cum that had started to leak out from her pussy.

Workers in lightlessness jumpsuits entered the way. Carefully but firmly they released the bond certificate that secured her coat of arms over her head and she sighed as protesting muscles 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 knots out of her arms.

She was surprised when instead of just helping her out of her bonds the proletarian pulled her arms behind her spinal column. They were tied there, her skin bit by the grain of nylon roofy. The spreader bar was removed from between her legs and they two were tied together, causing her to birth to slant against one of the workers. She felt a hand power play one of her breasts and looked into the heart 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 support that she was leaning against was removed and she toppled onto the mattress, bouncing with the force of her fall.

The two worker left her, the door shutting with a signified of finality. She squirmed into a position where she could be comfortable. 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 next 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 upkeep. This man was every bit as jolty as the conclusion. She could narrate that she already had bruise forming from her harsh treatment and she wondered how she was going to explain them. He rolled her over onto her binding, further pinning her arms against the mattress. He slid his rooster inside of her, the side of her leg making her pussy tighter than usual. The cum that was still leaking out of her from her cobbler's last better half helped to ease his tool inside. He was heavy than the last man and she groaned through the obstacle in her mouth as his pecker stretched out her aching pussy.

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

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

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

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

'' please fuck me harder sir '' she begged

He rolled her over onto her position, her limb still restrained behind her back causing her to grunt in irritation as sore spliff protested the repositioning. Strong hands grasped her arm and one of her thighs, using them as purchase to draw her aching body against his. She moaned and screamed, her mouth now free of obstructer as his prick sunk deep into her pussy.

The force out of his push increased, bouncing her body around on the mattress in the throe of wanton passion, her physical structure used as his sexy toy, limit and controlled for his joy. Her cries now unfettered filled the pocket-sized room, echoing off the bare wall and cement trading floor. At the stature of her pleasure she heard him grunt, sinking the length of his cock into her he cried out. She felt a slipstream of cum, molten in the heating system of their passionateness flow forth, coating the inside of her abused slit and pushing her over the sharpness into another screaming coming, one more than in a foresightful line of innumerous pleasure .