The athletic wear prickteaser - Part 1

It was a ardent Midweek morning, and Emily was home alone. The young eighteen-year-old was going to spend the day playing TV secret plan in her apartment, but Brian had other plans for her…

God…She looked so good in her slutty little active wear she loved to wear, Brian though, to read off her body to bait not only Brian but every former guy she came across. Today she was dressed in her morose gray jibe mutation bra and legging with piffling pitch-dark slip-ons

Brian slides the plump for threshold open and enters the house with rest. Emily too disquiet playing her video biz with her headphones on, she fails to see the trespasser move into her house.

"Ohmygod ! W-who are you ! ? How did you get in here ! Get out before I call the fuzz creep !"Emily exclaims, jumping out of her hot seat, glaring angrily at the trespasser in her house. Her spirit racing. Brian just stares at the girl, looking her up and down, her picayune blackamoor slip-on shoes, her gray-haired leggings, and black sport bra.

"Go to hell asshole !"Emily defiantly replies,"I'm going to rip your chunk of-GRMmpgrhh !"Emily begins a tirade only for Brian to force a orotund red ball gag into her mouth he pulled from his bag he brought with him. Brian tightens down the strap,"Grmmpgrp ! !"Emily whines and winces in reception, but Brian just ignores her, pulling out a pair of handcuffs next."GRmmmpgrhh ! GRmmpGRh !"Emily tries to protest as she feels the frigidness metallic element turnup wrap around her wrists and then hearing them click, locking around her wrist.

"whimper all you want bitch. You already sealed your fate by being a short uncooperative. Don't headache though, by the end of the night, you'll be my small cum adulteress, begging for my cock."Brian states, lifting his weight off of the Emily, only to swing his hired hand down hard on Emily's tight legging-clad ass.

"Grmmpgrhh !"Emily squeals, her ass jiggling practically to Brian's delight."Grmmpgrh ! GRmmpgrh !"She yelps again and again as Brian spanks her ass again and again. The girlfriend continues to yap and snivel as Brian continues to spank her tight ass over and over again, getting a short harder with every work stoppage. By the time he finishes, Emily has tears in her eye.

"Are you going to be a proficient little loose woman for me ?"Brian asks, rubbing her ass and squeezing it.

"Grmmpgrh ! ! GRmmpgrh !"Emily tries to anathemize the man out still. Brian just smiles at her defiance, swinging his hand down on her ass a few Thomas More times, taking in her mellifluous little yelps through her gag."Gramgrph !"

Brian smiles at the phone of her dull whimper and cries, squeezing her ass for expert measure before commenting,"Oh. You're going to be a lot of fun to soften in, aren't you ? ”. Emily grunt and whine while writhing helplessly around on the soil, tears forming in her oculus, as her belly sinks, the reality of the situation slowly sinking in.

‘ I'm helpless to stop him ! nooky ! I can't do anything to stop him from doing whatever he wants to me…'Emily thinks to herself, ‘ Ughh ! This is so frustrating…yet… I can't help but feel a little hot…'she admits to herself, feeling her pussy getting a little wetter and wetter as Brian spanks and squeezes her tight light ass.

"Grrrargmph !"She squeals, feeling herself being flipped over from being on her tummy to on her dorsum. Her bridge player uncomfortably cuffed behind her, she writhes around.

The man sitting on top of her, careful not to put too much weight unit on her, gazes over his helpless victim, taking in the pile before him. The midget brunet staring helplessly at him, elbow grease dripping down her trunk from all her struggling, drool dripping down her back talk from the ballgag, down her chin to her sports bra covered tits.. She was quite the dainty to stare at. He could narrate there was a part of her beginning to get off at all this, her nipples being quite hard and seeable through the variation bra she was wearing.. It wasn't very cold in the room.

"You're enjoying this aren't you ? All your fighting's just a lilliputian act, but I know deep down you're just a wanton piddling trollop who wants me to fuck her. only looks at your chirpy little tits, how hard they are !"Brian states, gripping the bottom of her sportsman bra, pulling up to reveal her perky b-cup boob with her careen severely eraser-like nipple.

"Grraargrmrgmgmprgh !"Emily tries to protest angrily against Brian, but her cry go ignored as he just snickers, keeping her pinned down underneath him, sitting over top of her, he begins to roughly grope her perky fiddling tits in his hands, using his thumbs to flicker and rub her nipples."Grmmapgrh !"Emily whines, her face turning bright red, closing her center as she tries to fight back the fiddling sparks of pleasure from her boobs being played with, her nipples being very spiritualist."Graargmrgmphh ! ! !"She cries out as Brian squeezes her tits harder and then bending his head over to her leftover nipple, biting it lightly, licking it, and then sucking it as he pinched her rectify nipple. Emily fights the urge to groan, but she can't help but get hornier and ruttish as he continues to tantalize and play with her tit,"GRrammgrhh~~~"She lets out a sensual moan through the ball gag against her will.

"flavor like I was right…You really are just a little slut…My piffling slovenly woman that is…And my little slut penury to be punished for being so feisty and naughty… Is that understood ?"Brian asks Emily, the young woman just stares back at him silently, confused about the mix of emotions running through her head at the moment.

Unfortunately for her, Brian grows a little impatient for an answer and slaps her across the side, not too hard, but hard enough to sting,"When I ask you a question slut, I expect an answer ! ”, Brian tells her, his interpreter getting a little bit louder and stricter, sending a small shivering down Emily's spinal column."Let's try that again. Is that understood ?"

"Gragrmmrph !"Emily groan, shaking her chief up and down, not wanting to get slapped again, slowly beginning to accept her new fate as this man's new plaything.

"trade good girl… Don't think that you're off the hook now for being such a minuscule bitch earlier…"Brian says, moving his hands around Emily's tits so that her nipples are between his digit and thumb,"You seem to have pretty sensitive little nipples… ”, he input right before tightening his handgrip around the poor missy's tit and pulls them hard.

"GRAAAMRGPRHH !"Emily screams in pain through the gag, writhing in pain underneath Brian, the sadist smiling at the picture of the young girl struggling underneath.

Brian let's up for a picayune, letting go of the poor fille's nipples, giving her a brief respite,"I love hearing you scream"he comments right before he pulls hard on her nipples again.

Tears in her centre, Emily tries to brace herself for her mamilla to get convolute, but it doesn't really avail,"GRAAARMRMPGRHH ! ! ! ! !"Emily screams again, crying now, her mascara and make up now running down her face.

Brian continues to rive and flex Emily's tender nipples for another five minutes, taking in her belly laugh through the ball gag in her mouth and the great deal of her writhing around, feeling the petite girl squirm underneath him, making him harder and harder.

"Now… Are you going to be a dear little fucktoy now ?"Brian asks, rubbing Emily's sore pap now, instantly sending waves of pleasure through her instead of pain now.

Emily eagerly shakes her pass up and down,"Grmmpgrhh ! Grammgrph !"She whines, hoping that her tormentor Michigan pull and twisting her teat.

"Good girl."the man says, patting the pathetic young lady on her cheek like some sort of pet.

Despite spirit humiliated and angry, Emily couldn't help but feel even hornier now, her pussy getting bed wetter and wetter as she continued to get penalize and twit. Brian gets up from sitting on top of her, giving Emily much needed relief from his weight on top of her. Emily lies there, center closed, catching her breathe and trying to collect her thoughts and mix of emotions running through her head.

"Grammpgrh…"Emily whines, questioning out forte what's about to happen next, opening her eyes to see Brian squatting down beside her."Grampgrh !"She lets out as he scoops her up and carries her up stairs. She wants to struggle and squirm, but knowing that she'd be punished for it somehow, she writhes in his sleeve weakly, whining quietly as he carries her upstairs. It takes a few tries of trying all the different door upstairs, but eventually, Brian finds her room and carries her in there.

"Grammgrph !"Emily grunts as he drops her onto the bed on her stomach."Grampgrh !"Emily yelps as he spanks her ass hard, before moving around her room, inspecting it.

Brian chuckles,"Sorry, I couldn't help myself, your ass is just so nice. ”, he comments before grabbing roach and other cuffs. He moves around the bed and ties a roofy at the brain of the bed, and two rope at the end of the bed, opposite from each other. He spanks Emily once Sir Thomas More for good quantity.

Emily lies there, writhing around weakly, both cowardly and now a little excited to what was going to happen next, squeezing her ramification together, hoping Brian didn't bill how wet her legging had become around her private parts. Brian moves behind her and uncuffs her hands from behind her back and flips her around.

"Graamgrph !"Emily whine as she realizes that the freedom of her hands is short lived, Brian recuffing her hands in front of her. He then pins her hands above her head on the bed and ties the rope hanging from the fountainhead of the bed to the cuff, tightening it so her arms are stretched above her head on the bed. Brian takes leather cuff and wraps them around each of her ankles prissy and tight, then proceeds to take aim the rope and tie them through the rings of each handlock, tightening them so that her branch are forced apart."Grammmgrph !"Emily tries to protest, trying to close her legs, writhing and struggling around in her new binds.

"Now that is quite the sight… Very sexy."Brian comments as he takes a step back, inspecting his handiwork. Looking the fille up and down, feeling himself get harder and hornier at the good deal of her tied up and helpless before him. He notices her leggings around her crotch is wet, and grins."My my, you really are quite the slut."He says, taking his shirt off, and climbing onto the bed, running his script along her thigh up to crotch, feeling how wet it is, rubbing it slightly."So let me ask you… Would you like me to fuck you ? Yes or no… ?"

"Grammgrh !"Emily whines, shaking her head no. Despite feeling corneous and horny every second he rubs her pussy through he leggings and panties she still has the desire and bravado to be defiant, not wanting to let in to him or even herself that she really is a slut.

Brian smiles at her defiance, somewhat happy that his dupe hasn't broken yet."We'll see…"he comments. He gets up from the bed, and base on balls to his bag, pulling out a wireless, remote controlled, vibrator, along with a Hitachi baton before walking back over to the helpless girl on the bed.

Emily's middle widen as she sees what's in his hand,"Grammpgrh ! GRAAMMGPRH !"she protests. He places the wand down succeeding to her head on the pillow, teasing her with the sight of it. He then takes the vibrator in his hand, turning it on low and holding it against her twat over top on her leggings, smiling as he watches her wiggle, trying her hardest to press back the joy and the impulse to moan. Emily writhes and struggles, trying to deform away, unable to escape. Brian then slips his hand underneath her legging and panties, vibrator in deal, feeling her smooth shaved wet pussy."GRAAAMPGRH !"Emily lets out a loud moan as he slides the vibrator inside of her with two fingers, fingering her as he did.

"You really are a whore."Brian comment, as he brings his finger out of her, taking his fingers to her clit.

‘ Oh gawd.. he's going to make me cum already ! Oh god !'Emily thinks to herself as her organic structure is filled with pleasure, her mind getting cloudy with feelings of rapture as Brian turns the vibrator to medium, and he plays with her clit between his fingers.

"GRAAMAMRMPGRHHH ! GRAAMMGRPH ! GRAAMMGRPRHHH ! ! ! GRRAPRGHH !"Emily screeching as she cums hard as Brian pinches her clit lightly in between his fingers. Emily writhes firmly against her binds, squirming in pleasance, her body vibration, sweat dripping down her dead body as the orgasm crashes over her body.

Without missing a beat, Brian grabs the wand by her head, turning it on spiritualist as well and places it against her pussy.

"GRAamamrpgrhh ! GRaamrpgh !"Emily groan in raptus, ineffective to recollect straight any more, as she cums again, shuddering in pleasance."GRamammgprhh ! ! ! !"She cries out again, cumming again as Brian places the vibrator and verge on high.

Giving the young woman no relief for ten minutes, Brian makes her cum again and again.

He turns the vibrator on low and turns the scepter off, putting it back next to her head.

"Grammpgrh…grammpgrhh…"Emily moan, breathing firmly, writhing around in her binds in delight.

"Now…My little fucktoy…beg for my cock."Brian lodge as he unbuckles the ball-gag around her sassing.

"Ahhh ! AhhH ! Oh god ! P-pleasee ! I w-want y-your cock ! P-please j-just fuck me !"Emily lets out, deluge with pleasure.

‘ Aughh… I can't aid it… I want it…It feels so goood !'Emily thinks to herself, closing her center as she continues to beg for Brian's cock.

"Ahh ! F-f-fuck ! P-please ! I want your stopcock so baaad !"Emily begs,

"Who wants my cock ?"

"F-fuck toy ! T-this little fornicatress wants your tool ! P-pleaseee !"Emily instinctively replies, unable to believe rationally, allowing herself to just slue into pleasure, feeling the vibrator inside of her continue to pleasure her.

Brian slaps Emily across the face lightly,"Who's fucktoy ? Who's little slut ?"

"Y-your fucktoy ! Y-y-your fucktoy wants your cock ! P-pleaseee ! F-fuck me ! P-please fuck your little trollop !"Emily begs, beginning to fully cover her theatrical role as Brian's personal fucktoy, much to his delight. Brian complies with her indirect request, slipping his pants and legal brief off with ease, allowing his thick, sway strong cock pop out."Yess ! P-pleasee ! Ahh ! F-fuck me with your putz !"Emily says, eyes broad at the heap of his peter.

"As you wish, you dirty little slut !"he says, as he grips her leging with both hands at her crotch, and rips it apart, exposing her fleece panties to which he rips too to expose her soaking wet pussy.

"Ahh !"Emily moans as Brian slides two fingerbreadth into her pussycat to grab the vibrator inside, pulling it out, but making trusted that he pressed it against her g-spot as he slowly slid it out, making her cum one Thomas More clip with the vibrator,"AHH ! O-OHMYGOD ! !"the girl battle cry, straining on her binds as she cums hard.

Brian gives the girl no clock time to breathe as he moves over top of her, lining his cock with her puss, pressing the brain of his hammer against it and pushes in. It slides in easily from how wet her pussy is,"Aughh ! God ! You're a tight fiddling loose woman !"he comments as he rams his cock in and out of the petite girlfriend beneath him, while groping her perky lilliputian mammilla at the same time.

"Ahhh ! F-fuck ! Ohmygod ! Y-yess ! Y-you feel soo right ! Oh Gawwd ! Ahhh ! Ahhh !"Emily groan, feeling herself getting closer and closer to another climax, her breathing planetary, her soundbox palpitation and tensing up. Brian continues to pump his cock inside of her at a becalm musical rhythm, feeling her pussy tighten around his cock as she cums."Aughh-AhhhH !"Emily screams.

"Yess ! You feel amazing, my sexy little fuck toy !"Brian says, getting harder from just the lot of Emily moaning and writhing in pleasure. He then spits on her cheek, and into her oral cavity, and then moves in and begins to lap up her neck and buss her, as he shoves his prick deep and hard inside of her.

"F-FUCK ! AhhHH ! ! ! F-fuck ! YESSSS ! AHAHH ! ! MMGRMRMMM !"Emily screams being pushed over the edge as Brian fucks her harder and harder, groping her, and kisses her all over.

"good lady friend ! Good piffling fucktoy…I'm going to cum all over your face now..Beg for me to cum all over your slutty typeface"Brian tells Emily as his tool begins to beat inside of her, his breathing becoming erratic as he feels himself about to cum.

"Ahh ! OWW !"Emily yelps as Brian slaps her in the fount for not responding immediately,"Y-yess ! P-pleassee ! C-cum all over your fucktoys sl-slutty typeface ..."Emily begs, the rational office of her interior of her dying of humiliaton…

‘ Ohgawd…I can't believe I said that…I really am a slut…H-how did he erupt me so easily !"Emily thinks to herself, feeling Brian twist out of her and moving up on her body.

"Here I cum fucktoy !"Brian says, his dick pointed right at her aspect. She closes her eye as she feels his warm cum spurt onto her face, coating her already make-up stained face in his white sperm cell."Augh…Yeahh ! Th-thats a ripe look for you…You better get used to this…"

Emily feels a sinking touch in her stomach as she hears him talk to her like this, her body still shivering from being made to cum so much."Ahh…P-p-please..J-just l-let me go ... I p-promise I won't tel-AIiYEEEEEE-OWWW !"Emily begins to beg but Brian grabs one of her nipples and twist and twists it.

"Shut up fucktoy ! You will only speak when given permission, and you will always and only address me as sir or master ! Is that understood ! ?"Brian states,

"Owwowowww-yess yess ! Y-yes sir ! I understand ! OWWOWW !"

"Who understands ! ?"Brian continues to pull on her mamilla,

"Aiiyee-oww-owwwwowww ! ! Y-your f-fuck toy !"Emily says, defeated, wanting him to block off hurting her. Her heart closed with cum dripping down her face, sweat dripping down her organic structure, her torso chill and twitching still, and her mind still clouded with pleasure.

"goodness girl…"her tormentor says, letting go of her nipple, caressing her chest and then her face."Now…I have to go prep. But don't headache, I won't leave you here all bored…"Brian says, moving off of Emily, grabbing a bun of duct tape measure off of the ground and a duad of panties off of the ground…"Looks like my slight slut is a little bit of a slob…That's okay… We'll work on that too.."Brian says…

Emily's eyes are still closed as the cum on her face begins to dry, she feels Brian rub some of her with some fabric,"T-thank you sir…"she says prematurely, as Brian's design wasn't to wipe all the cum off of her human face, only some, so he could get the step-in drenched in his cum before he shoves it into her mouth,"Grammgrph !"Emily tries to protest and suffocate, only for Brian to admit a funnies of duct tape and puts it over mouth too, securing the cum-drenched step-in into her oral fissure."GRmmmpmmph !"Emily whines much to Brian's joy.

"That's a good look for you fucktoy… All tied up and helpless, my cum dripping down your jolly slutty face…Oh don't pout, you'll be cumming again in no time."Brian tells his new personal fucktoy, his hand caressing up her inner thigh to her pussy, running his digit

"Nnnmgrhgrmphh !"Emily lets out, her body shuddering from just a slight touch to her now very spiritualist pussy. Brian chortle at the visual sense of Emily writhing around in frustration and joy. He grabs a 8-inch vibrating dildo from his bag and walk of life back over to the lost girl on the bed. Emily opens her right eye, the eye not covered with dry cum now, and begins to struggle at the sight of the dildo Brian was waving in front of her face."Nnngrhmapprg !"She tries to dissent, shaking her pass position to side, trying to plead with Brian.

"Shhhh…Shhh… I know you want you actually want..You're pussy is begging for it."Brian comments, running the dildo down her between her boob, down her breadbasket to her twat where he slowly pushes the dildo interior of her.

"NNnnrgramgrphHH !"Emily cries out as the dildo pushes inside of her sensitive sore twat."Grammgrh ! ! !"She whines as she feels herself beginning to get overwhelmed with joy once again.

‘ Shit…I can't think straight..it feel too good…'Emily thinks to herself as she gets unaired and closer to cumming.

"Nnnngraammgprhhh~ !"She moans, Brian thrusting the dildo inside of her for good metre, pushing her over the edge. Brian chuckles to himself as he watches the young girl cum, shaking and writhing on the bed, the spot bellow her soaked in her own succus. Brian grabs a piece of magnetic tape and tapes the end of the dildo against her pussy so it stays inside of her. Brian then sets the dildo to swop between low, medium, and high up at random intervals.

"I need to devise for what's next, but I'll be sure to come back here and there to see to it up on you and give you ‘ company'” Brian tells Emily, but the girl just stares at him blankly, barely registering anything he says, too lost in orgasmic pleasance to focus on anything but cumming.

For the next two hours, Emily is subjected to being forced to cum over and over again from the dildo inside of her. She had lost tally of how many times she had been made to cum. She just knew that her body was trembling and weak from cumming so much, and that her pussy was sore and sensitive. Despite that, in those two 60 minutes Brian came back three meter to supersede the dildo with his own hammer, fucking her like she was his own personal tool sleeve. The first metre he came on her face once more, the second he came all over her breast, and the last time he came inside of her sore, raw pussy. Each time he came, he cleaned a short bit of the cum with her cum-drenched step-in, only to jostle it back into her mouth often to her humiliation.

Brian takes the dildo out of her, giving her a trivial bit of metre to reside. Emily is exhausted, sweating, covered in cum, feeling cum dripping out of her pussy.

‘ Aughhh…I can't learn much more of this ... I'm exhausted…'Emily thinks to herself as her headway clears. As her head clears, the inclemency of the situation and all that 's happened Begin to fall off in.. 'ohmygawd ... I ca n't believe he made me say all those things ! How humiliating ! It was so easygoing for him ! I have to scat !"Emily despairs to herself as she begins to resume struggling in her binds, to no avail.

"Grammmgrprhh !"She groans through her gag in thwarting, pulling on the R-2 as hard as she can. She only works to exhaust herself even more.

Emily hears stride approaching the room, and she stops squirming around as to obviate being punished for trying to escape still. It 's apparent to Brian that she was exerting a lot of Energy Department though as he walks back into the room, finding her covered in sweat. Emily glares at Brian, who just smiles, knowing that her state of ecstasy in pleasure had worn off.

"Geeze. Every time I walk through those doorway and see you like this, I ca n't assist but get a hard on ..."Brian comments, running his manpower along her interior second joint, across her pussy lips, to her right mamilla, giving it a little squeeze, getting a piffling yip from Emily."However, I ca n't keep getting distracted by you ! I have to move you now ... So that you can fully become my footling sex-slave ..."Brian continues, revealing his plan to the now horrified Emily.

"Grammgprhh !"She protests loudly, praying that someone could see her, her heart sinking, stomach knots forming, as Brian continues to pet her.

'Noo ! Noooo ! Ohmygod ! He ca n't ! Someone help me !"Emily thinks to herself as she resumes struggling difficult with all her might. Too distracted and focused on trying to escape, Emily fails to see the rag and bottleful in Brian 's hand.

"Enough of that now."Brian says, taking the chloroformed soak rag in his right hand and covering Emily 's oral cavity with it. Her already muffled screams getting even quieter, and quieter.

'Noooo ! T-this c-ca n't be happening ... .'Emily thinks to herself as she feels her awareness begin to drop off away, her struggling weakening by the second, eventually the cosmos around her going black..