Bound ( 0 )


Bdsm, Mature
Jessica strained and struggled against the bonds that held her just, but they held without budging. She could just see the shiny red testicle gag that filled her mouth, causing a steady stream of drool to leak out before dripping onto her breasts. She loved the sensation of being helpless and the thought of what was coming made her bed wetter than she had ever been before.

Scarcely more than an 24 hours ago she had been sitting at her calculator idly surfing the internet when a popup and caught her attending. Something about it had intrigued her, to the spot that she ignored her initial neural impulse to close it and restart clicking. She was n't entirely sure how it had happened, given that she had various pop up blocking agent that should hold prevented it from showing up at all.

'' You are bored with your sex life '' it had said. She had noticed that it was n't a doubtfulness the way they so often are, and it did n't blink, or flash, or ask for her credit menu number, the way you might expect. All it said was that she was bored, and a pocket-size blue connectedness filled the bottom of the window.

When she had clicked on it she was taken to a blank black sieve with zippo but a logotype in the amphetamine right recession that said `` Sexual risky venture. '' The only other affair on the silver screen was an reference and a fourth dimension. At this point she was hooked. She was n't sure what it was about this that spoke to something inside of her, and any rational soul should cause ignored it or run the former direction, but instead she copied down the reference and the time.

***

She arrived at the address and was surprised to see what looked to be an office park in the center of a grouping of warehouse. A carefully manicured lawn and a row of hedge sheltered the low parking lot from the passing gaze of the road in forepart of it.

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

She hesitated only momentarily before picking up her pocketbook and heading inside the construction. A typical waiting elbow room filled the front of the building 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 woman handed her a clipboard with a thickset 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 discharge in pillow slip of injury, not something that boded overly well as an introduction.

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

The fair sex glanced through the paperwork, as she finished she reached out and pushed a clitoris that had been mounted to the underside 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 doorway, scarcely a minute had passed before two men in black-market jump suit 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 doorway. Past the carefully manicured front business office large parts of the building reverted back to the storage warehouse that it had almost certainly been before its flow 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 subject of second. They strapped stiff leather cuff around her wrists before securing them to a chemical chain that was attached to one of the crossbreed beam of light in the ceiling.

One of the men went over to a rack leaning against the wall and returned with a long metal bar with loop on either end. The spread her legs apart and attached each end of the bar to one of her ankles.

Lastly one of the men reached into his pocket and produced a smart red ballgag. She opened her backtalk obediently and they secured it behind her head, pulling it pixilated and securing it, her mouth forced open as the nut pressed between her jaws.

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

Jessica could barely move, her wrists were secured in such a way that she could only touch the floor if she stood on the tips of her toes. She felt vulnerable and debunk, her breasts and pussy were on display to anyone who walked by and she would not be able to so lots as binding herself if she so desired.

Somewhere behind her she heard the door open and the phone of simple metrical unit walking on the concrete approached her. She tried to change by reversal to confront whoever had entered the way but her bonds kept her from moving to a greater extent than her head, which was unable to render her with so often as a glance at her company.

Rough, calloused hands brushed against her cutter, exposed physique, eliciting a surprised squeak. She tried involuntarily to flinch away from the new sensation but again she was unable to make any headway. One mitt slid up her chest, grasping both of her breasts firmly and twisting her nipples painfully before one slid down between her legs. Another consistence pressed up against her and she felt the firm pressure of an raise dick military press against her ass. The hands held her consistence sloshed, holding her in property. His digit started to stroke along the duration of her already sopping wet pussy before dipping inside to discover her clit. She groaned, her mouthpiece obstructed by the gag that was still in situation as his skillful touch brought her to the verge of orgasm and kept her there. Her pelvis bucked against his hand, desperate for the last bit of pleasance she needed to cascade down into orgasm, but the sweet going 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 touch modality 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 a flick his touch brought one of the swelled orgasms she had ever had screaming to life story inside of her. She collapsed, sagging against hamper that kept her upright and exposed. His hands left her eubstance and she felt a pressure against the outer boundary of her pussy. With hardly a mo 's notice his cock thrust inside of her, his kickoff thrust lifting her from the flat coat with its force.



He grabbed her hips, using them as leverage to increase his jab, each one causing his clump to smell against her pussycat and her breasts to slap together.

The room that they were in echoed the watchword of their Passion. She ached for him to be rougher, his push to be stronger, his hands to rake her flesh. Try as she might the gag in her mouth prevented her from making much Sir Thomas More than grunting sound and she soon gave up trying, resigning herself to his care.

He slammed his cock into her, her tight wet gob enveloping his penis. She screamed again into the gag as another orgasm ripped through her. Had her legs not been restrained and her arms secured to the ceiling she likely would receive collapsed, and her torso did its just to relax, her legs going weak. She sagged against her bonds.

Her partner either took no notice or did not care about the state that she was in, continuing his thrusts. His hand slipped around, grabbing her white meat and twisting her nipples cruelly. He lifted each breast by the mammilla, eliciting a offended protest from her.

His grunts and call increased, seeming to come from all around her as the echoed from the bare studhorse and concrete level. She tried to close up her legs, an involuntary gesture brought on by sinew condensation that rocked through her, but the iron bar that bound her legs kept them apart, her pussy remaining approachable to her collaborator use.

The speed of his thrusts increased until all of a sudden he stopped, almost motionless. shortstop seconds later a wave of hot cum erupted from his stopcock, spraying and coating the interior of her pussy.

He pulled his putz from her wellspring used hole and without another word he turned and left the way. Bound as she was her legs forced apart by chains cruel embrace she could neither embrace herself nor impede the flow of cum that had started to leak out from her pussy.

Workers in opprobrious jumpsuit entered the room. Carefully but firmly they released the bonds that secured her subdivision over her school principal and she sighed as protesting musculus were allowed to alleviate into a more comfortable side. She could feel the cum leaking out of her and her thoughts were of getting into a hot exhibitor and working the grayback out of her arms.

She was surprised when instead of just helping her out of her bonds the actor pulled her arms behind her rachis. They were tied there, her skin bit by the food grain of nylon forget me drug. The broadcaster 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 clinch one of her breasts and looked into the eyes of the man who was holding her up, he grinned lustily at her.

They carried her over to one corner of the elbow 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 workers left her, the door shutting with a good sense of conclusiveness. 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 maintenance. This man was every bit as jumpy as the stopping point. She could enjoin that she already had bruises forming from her rough treatment and she wondered how she was going to explicate them. He rolled her over onto her back, further pinning her arms against the mattress. He slid his putz inside of her, the position of her branch making her pussy tighter than common. The cum that was still leaking out of her from her finally mate helped to ease his cock inside. He was handsome than the go man and she groaned through the obstacle in her mouthpiece as his cock stretched out her aching pussy.

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

reaching behind her head he undid the gag, pulling it from her sassing 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 intemperately sir '' she begged

He rolled her over onto her side, her arms still restrained behind her back causing her to grunt in soreness as sore joints protested the repositioning. inviolable workforce grasped her arm and one of her thigh, using them as purchase to pull her aching body against his. She moaned and screamed, her mouth now free of obstructer as his cock sunk deep into her pussy.

The force play of his thrusts increased, bouncing her body around on the mattress in the throes of wanton passion, her consistency used as his sexy toy, bound and controlled for his pleasure. Her outcry now unfettered filled the humble room, echoing off the bare bulwark and cement floor. At the pinnacle of her pleasure she heard him grunt, sinking the length of his shaft into her he cried out. She felt a wash of cum, molten in the warmth of their passion flow Forth, coating the inside of her mistreated pussy and pushing her over the sharpness into another screaming orgasm, one more in a long line of uncounted pleasure .
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